Ring

The dark clouds gradually dispersed.

It was as if a huge and thick black curtain was slowly pulled away, and the silver moonlight gradually shone on the black land.Everything that was originally shrouded in darkness gradually became clear.

The stone slabs on the ground are hundreds of years old.After several times of erosion, the surface of the stone slab has been weathered. If you step on it, you can hear the deep sigh of the gravel under your feet.And the looting more than a hundred years ago made them suffer the baptism of war.

The fire that soared into the sky that night is still vivid in my mind.They lay silent at the feet of the robbers, listening angrily to their laughter and cursing, and to the sound of bombardment.The wheels full of treasure crushed their edges, but they can only lie quietly at the feet of the enemy.

But now, time turns and times change.The bandits who burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes have long since returned to the earth in ashes, and the witnesses who witnessed the numerous crimes that occurred here have also returned to their hometowns.The flames of the Old Summer Palace are vivid, and everyone will always remember the atrocities that took place here.

However, no one knows that a Japanese woman once played the piano in the firelight until the strings stopped and the sound collapsed.After the fire in Yuanmingyuan was extinguished, she was buried in the dust of Yuanmingyuan together with the qin in her hand; like countless stories buried in history, no one will praise her qin sound and her righteous deeds.

——But the two unexpected visitors tonight came because of her.

In the distance, the two reflections were elongated by the moonlight.The man walking in front was wearing a white gown, plain and plain, only the piping was embroidered with silky cloud patterns, which were faintly visible in the moonlight.The one in the back wore a black cloak, hanging from shoulders to ankles, like a ghost formed from the fog in the darkness.

The man in white is holding the saber at his waist with his right hand, while his left hand shows a lifting motion.In the palm of his hand, a bright yellow talisman shone with a touch of gold, and from time to time, the luster flashed across the slaying rune, as if it would come off the talisman paper at any time.While looking at the surrounding environment, the man in white walked and stopped following the instructions of the talisman, and finally he stopped in a wide field.

"It should be here, Edgar." Wei Shenzhi glanced at the talisman in his hand.The talisman paper actually burned by itself.The warm yellow flame devoured the bright yellow copy, casting a warm light on Wei Shenzhi's face.

"Is this the burial place of Jiang Zeyue and Lord Qin Gu?" Edgar asked suspiciously, "In your dream, she seemed to be burned to death in a building. Are you sure it's here?"

"..." Wei Shenzhi froze for a moment.This time, he and Edgar came to the Old Summer Palace in the dark for the purpose of saving Jiang Zeyue, and saving Jiang Zeyue was also the "teaching mission" given to him by Wei Siyun.So this time he didn't get any help from his grandmother. If he wanted to say it, he wasn't sure that this was where Jiang Zeyue was buried... He really didn't have a clue.

"Do you suspect that there is something wrong with my talisman?"

Edgar shrugged, with an innocent expression on his face: "No, I'm just asking a reasonable question."

Wei Shenzhi glanced at him indifferently: "Have you seen these ruins on the square? The Old Summer Palace was burnt down beyond recognition by you foreign devils. Who can tell what it used to be like from the current landscape."

Edgar was silent.Looking at the ruins, he silently said a few pious apologies for what he had done to his ancestors.

Wei Shenzhi finally showed some satisfaction.While recalling the dream Jiang Zeyue gave him, he carefully observed the ruins.However, the damage to the Old Summer Palace was too serious. Due to various reasons, it has not been restored. It is really difficult for Wei Shenzhi to judge.Edgar also stepped forward to carefully observe everything around him, and said to Wei Shen:

"How do you save Jiang Zeyue?"

"If possible," Wei Shenzhi brushed off the thick dust accumulated on the broken pillar with his hands, and squatted down to check if there was anything under the pillar. The Chikuzi kite cut off by a jet-black long knife."

After speaking, Wei Shenzhi went to check the bottom of another stone.Edgar shook his head helplessly: "Don't bother. The cultural relics protection personnel must have checked this place thoroughly before this. If the Zhuzizheng was really pressed under these stones, it must have been It was dug up and used as a cultural relic exhibition."

Wei Shenzhi looked up at him: "Then what do you say?"

Edgar also looked at him: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your talisman? Jiang Zeyue really died here?"

Wei Shen's anger: "What do you mean!"

"Just kidding." Edgar rubbed Wei Shenzhi's head, then said seriously, "Stand back and watch me."

Wei Shenzhi took a few steps back as he said.Edgar stepped forward slowly and walked around the entire square a few times.He half closed his eyes, as if he was perceiving something.After careful thought, Wei Shenzhi understood his intention - the Zhuzizheng was cut off by a long black knife.The pitch-black long knife is a sacred object of darkness, and the severed Zhuzi kite must have a dark breath left.

Suddenly, Edgar's footsteps stopped.He opened his eyes, walked quickly to the place where Wei Shenzhi was rummaging just now, and carefully checked if there was anything undiscovered buried under the stone pillar.Seeing this, Wei Shenzhi knew that his talisman was correct, so he laughed out loud from behind:

"You still doubt me?"

"When is it, are you still in the mood to joke?" Edgar scolded with a smile, and stretched out his hand to support the stone pillar, "Zhu Zizheng should be buried underneath. It's just...it seems to be buried very deep, so it's no wonder You didn't notice."

Wei Shenzhi said that at this time, a professional should come.He first signaled Edgar to back off, then took out another talisman, and read a few formulas.After finishing the formula, he opened his fingers, and the talisman was automatically pasted on the stone pillar, and the huge boulder, which weighed as much as a thousand catties, suddenly became much lighter, and the two hurried forward to move it away.

After repeating this a few times, a deep pit appeared on the ground.After the last broken rock was removed, it was a kite that was cut in two!

Edgar sensed it and said that it was indeed Zhu Zizheng, so Wei Shenzhi hurriedly used a charm to restore the surrounding area.Taking advantage of the fact that the parade staff hadn't arrived at night, the two of them ran away with their Zhuzizheng in their arms, and rushed all the way back to Wei Siyun's residence.

Wei Siyun said that this was already a task assigned to Wei Shenzhi, so she knew that the two had returned, but she did not come out to meet each other.At this moment, she was sitting on the futon, but she was full of emotions in her heart.If Wei Shenzhi can really save Jiang Zeyue, her suffering will end...

A hundred years of pain, a hundred years of waiting.Although Jiang Zeyue is often in a state of unconsciousness, she has always been by her side.It has been more than half a century since her husband, Wei Shenzhi's grandfather Lu Ran passed away.He only accompanied her through 20 years of life, but Jiang Zeyue has been by her side until now...

"Jiang... Zeyue."

Wei Siyun closed his eyes, but a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

She suddenly didn't want her to be saved.Because after being saved, she will leave herself.And Wei Shenzhi will soon go to the territory of the blood clan with Edgar. In this vast world, will he finally return to being alone again...

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Wei Shenzhi carefully fetched the talisman that sealed Jiang Zeyue.It was drawn stroke by stroke by Wei Siyun with his own blood. The color of the cinnabar varies from dark to light, and it can be seen that it has been drawn with blood many times.Wei Shenzhi was worried that Jiang Zeyue would suddenly run away when he sensed Master Qin's breath; so he put several more restraints on the talisman before finally walking out with the talisman paper.

Edgar has cleaned up the Zhuzi Zheng and is looking at it carefully.Seeing Wei Shenzhi approaching, he handed the Zhuzizheng forward and said, "Look."

Wei Shenzhi took the piano as promised.The moment his fingers touched the body of the piano, a strange feeling immediately spread from his fingertips to his heart, making him stunned for a moment.At that moment, he seemed to see a figure playing the piano under the tall tree.In the sound of the piano, there is hatred, resentment, sadness and hope.What a sad and sad mood that was, and the man under the tree suddenly looked back at him.Just one look is despair and loneliness.

"Shen?"

Wei Shenzhi came back to his senses.Edgar's eyes were not surprised: "You saw Master Qin Gu."

Wei Shenzhi didn't speak, as if he was still immersed in the sad scene.He never knew how to appreciate art.It's just that he understood Qin Guzhu's piano sound.It is a kind of sadness that flows like water, and a kind of sadness that lies at the bottom of the water, silently watching the leaves and dead branches flow over your face, but unable to move.

"The person Gu Qin is waiting for is Emperor Jing Xing." Wei Shenzhi murmured.

"Since we can still perceive Master Qin's memory, it means that he is not dead yet." Edgar said, "It's just that, after all, Miss Jiang Ze... still can't wait for the person she wants to wait for."

"But this is her long-cherished wish." Wei Shenzhi looked at the wrinkled talisman paper covered with blood lines, "Her wish is to find Master Qin. Now, since he is still alive, maybe she should Rest in peace."

Edgar placed the broken Zhuzi Zheng in the center of the Eight Diagrams Formation, and then stepped aside to wait and see what happened.Wei Shenzhi stepped forward holding the talisman that sealed Jiang Zeyue in both hands.He said something in his mouth, and the talisman paper seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand.Under the light of the candlelight, the deep and shallow cinnabar red marks cast trembling reflections on the ground, like a soul that is imprisoned and fettered, trying to break free at any time.

Wei Shen then took a step back.He holds the sword in his right hand, and his left hand is a sword finger. The pads of the index finger and middle finger scratched the sharp sword edge.Then, he held the long sword horizontally, with the hilt pointing between his eyebrows, and the tip of the sword pierced the center of the spell.

"break."