Reality and Games of Ancient Swords

He ran into the kitchen and stuffed the large kitchen knife he bought at the blacksmith's shop the day before yesterday into Yu Qi's hand. Ji Yan raised his hand and wiped the sweat that was not there on his forehead, and said, "Fortunately, you showed up in time, otherwise I would be in trouble .”

Yu Qi gritted his teeth and said with a sullen face, "Who is who?"

Ji Yan coughed a few times, and said: "Shout whatever you want, don't be serious." After she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, her face was quite embarrassed, and she said: "Sorry, I forgot, you seem to have never been married, so Calling you to be your husband has given me a lot of advantages."

Yu Qi blushed immediately, and stammered: "Forget it, forget it, you didn't mean it. It's just..." Thinking of the attitude of Ji Yan and the young man in the courtyard just now, he frowned slightly, and said: "Then People give me a familiar feeling, could it be——?"

Ji Yan nodded and said, "That's the person you were thinking of, he came looking for you."

The blush on Yu Qi's face faded, and he returned to his previous youth and maturity again, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Ji Yan walked to the side, picked up a green Chinese cabbage, directly picked up the slightly narrow small kitchen knife on the chopping board, made a 'crackling' chop, and said: "What else can I do? He has found it all , Am I going to kick him out? Here, after all, is also his home."

Yu Qi fell into deep thought and said, "He is quite different from the past."

Ji Yan sneered and said, "Naturally it's different. Yu Qi, you are a sword spirit. Unless the sword destroys the spirit, you will be immortal. But he is not. He only has a half-soul, and it is difficult to enter the cycle of reincarnation. You can only rely on the method of crossing the soul." , to continue his idea of ​​continuing to live. Just imagine, if it were you, would you still be the same?"

Yu Qi thought for a while, then sighed softly: "You, what you said is not wrong, his suffering is far beyond my comparison." Although he knows that people's hearts are ugly, he also knows that people's hearts are beautiful.But Prince Changqin's experience is different from his. He has experienced the coldness of the world, and because of the destiny, his heart will inevitably be darker. "Next, what do you want?"

Ji Yan smiled lightly and said, "Let's do this first."

Yu Qi said strangely: "He is also your husband after all, so it's good for you to avoid him like this?"

Ji Yan said: "It was her who married him, that Ji Yan who lost his memory, not me now. To be honest, I don't know how to face him. These hundreds of years have been dominated by me who lost my memory My life is like a dream. Now, I wake up from the big dream, and I don’t know how to get along with him after recovering my memory.”

Yu Qi said: "You, you have been attached to him for thousands of years."

Ji Yan nodded and said: "Yes, I have been obsessed with him for thousands of years, but in this life...Yu Qi, do you know? When I forgot about him, he already had someone else." Only when she is in love, will she feel like shrinking back.

Yu Qi looked at her and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"You and him, really cut and straightened and messed up." This is the word Yu Qi came up with after a long pause, and it was really entangled.

Ji Yan put down the kitchen knife and wanted to say something, but when he looked forward, the words he wanted to say disappeared instantly.I saw Ouyang Shaogong standing on the door frame in the inner room, looking at her and Yu Qi with cold eyes.It's really not a good thing to talk so much behind his back and bluntly say that he has someone else.Ji Yan could tell, and so could Yu Qi, that Ouyang Shaogong was angry, and he was still very angry.

Ji Yan didn't know what to say, for a long time, he could only suppress a dry laugh.

Ouyang Shaogong looked at her and Yu Qi, and smiled cooperatively. That laughter was much colder than Ji Yan's, because there was no smile in those quiet eyes, as cold as ice.

Yu Qi nodded to Ouyang Shaogong, and said with a serious expression: "Long time no see, the prince plays the piano." Back then, they were quite friendly in the Heavenly Court.

He didn't expect to meet Yu Qi, but because of Yu Qi, he was really sure of one thing, that is, he and Ji Yan really knew each other when the prince Changqin.If they didn't know each other, how could Yu Qi be here?

Rolling up his sleeves and bowing, he said softly, "Long time no see, Immortal Craftsman Yu Qi."

Yu Qi looked at him now, and couldn't help but flash across his mind when he was still in Heaven.Dressed in white clothes, two strands of long hair were tied in front of the forehead, and the rest hung down the back, neat and meticulous.With calm eyes and gentle manner, even if he is sitting in a corner without saying a word, it is difficult to hide his outstanding demeanor.

Today, the immortal with outstanding piano skills in the three worlds is already a mortal, but even so, it is still difficult to hide his elegant demeanor that is different from mortals.

"It's been a long time, you and I are no longer the people we used to be."

Ouyang Shaogong's eyes were half down and he said: "Yes, it's been too long." It has been so long that he has gradually forgotten those things about the heavens in the torrent of history.

Those pasts have nothing to do with who he is now.

Looking at the two of them, Ji Yan felt that it would be better for the two of them to reminisce about the past in this kitchen, as she, a non-passer, should come and go wherever she wants.But there is only one entrance to this kitchen, and the only kitchen entrance was occupied by Ouyang Shaogong, looking quietly at the only exit, Ji Yan thought to herself that she should use the spell of concealing her figure to teleport away from the kitchen Better.

With that in mind, she really put it into action.

A big living person, he would disappear if he could not see him, and he didn't even have any omens for others, which made Yu Qi and Ouyang Shaogong who were still in the kitchen a little speechless.

Ouyang Shaogong smiled lightly: "It seems that Danpan is making room for us to catch up on the past."

Yu Qi also laughed, and said: "Oh, it should be so. You and I have not seen each other for hundreds of years. I am very pleased to see my old friend again."

When she came to the courtyard, Ji Yan went to the library, and the books she transported back to the library were neatly piled up in the corner.Picking up a scroll, she opened it and saw that it was exactly the scroll that she threw to Yu Qi in disdain during the day, depicting Xiangyuan making swords with human beings.

Ji Yan is not familiar with Xiangyuan, nor is she familiar with the past of Anyi, but she knows that Xiangyuan is a very persistent person for a certain matter.As Chi You's younger brother, he was unable to become a warrior in the clan due to his frail body, but even so, he pursued powerful power in his own way, and finally forged the only sharp weapon in the world that could hurt God, that is, between heaven and earth. first sword.

A person who can create a bloody formation is a powerful person.

Although the scroll was painted with human blood, it recorded the origin of Xiangyuan's blood-stained array in detail.Ji Yan walked to the sunny window and looked at the scroll carefully.

"Buzhou Mountain...the natural formation method...Jiming Terrace..." The reason why Xiangyuan created the Bleeding Smear Formation was written above, and all this was because he had been to Buzhou Mountain.

Ji Yan remembered Buzhou Mountain, and the son of Zhulong named Zhonggu.The flamboyant red hair, the horns on the forehead and the pair of eyes without a trace of emotion.Back then, she almost died at the hands of Zhong Gu.For that boy, she is afraid, just like all weak creatures in this world are afraid of powerful existence.

"It turns out...it's like this..." The way to unravel the blood-smeared formation and keep Baili Tusu's soul from flying away lies in Mount Buzhou. Bloodstained array.

Putting the scroll away again, Ji Yan slowly looked out the window.

Outside the window, the sun was still dazzling, Ji Yan walked out of the study building and went to the nearby Qin Pavilion.That's where Ji Yan prepared the prince Changqin, and the Fengtongqin is still on the table.When she was away, Yu Qi was cleaning here. The piano pavilion was clean, and there was not even a speck of dust on the table.

Ji Yan walked up to the desk, lightly caressed the Fengtongqin with her hand, and couldn't help plucking the strings with her fingers.

In terms of music, Ji Yan doesn't have much talent, let alone playing the piano.Her piano skills can be said to be extremely bad, and it is really rare to be able to play the tune correctly.All these years, the only piece of music she knows is that one, and it is the piece that Prince Changqin has been playing all the time.

Ji Yan went to learn the piano, but it was a pity that she was not good at it. She still remembered that she almost vomited blood from the master who taught her the piano art.It is estimated that the master has lived most of his life without thinking that one day he will teach a girl who is not good at folk art, but also has no talent.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are things that a woman should know, but Ji Yan can't do these four things.

The book, the characters are extremely difficult to see.

Qin, just playing a tone is bad enough.

Chess, nothing but backgammon.

For her, traditional Chinese painting is like Picasso's painting.

No wonder Yu Qi disliked her so much at that time.

However, none of those things are useful to Ji Yan.

Sitting at the table, Ji Yan tried to play with the strings of the piano, and an out-of-tune tune sounded slowly in the piano pavilion.The song played has only sound, but no tune, it is very unpleasant, Ji Yan knows it very well.Before Yu Qi and Ouyang Shaogong arrived, they heard the sound of the piano.Covering his ears with his hands, Yu Qi's forehead popped out, and said: "This girl's piano skills are still as bad as ever." Not only bad, it's so bad that she has no friends.

Ouyang Shaogong followed the terrible sound of the piano and walked over. When he saw Ji Yan who was sitting in the piano pavilion, concentrating on playing the strings, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes. "Does she come here often?"

Yu Qi who came over put down his hands covering his ears, frowned and said: "After losing her memory, she seldom comes here. Now that her past memories are restored, she will naturally come here. After all, this place is her special place. Arranged for you, that piano can also be said to be a gift from her to you."

Ouyang Shaogong stared at Ji Yan in the Qin Pavilion, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he just came back to his senses and walked towards the Qin Pavilion.

This time, Yu Qi didn't follow up. The next thing is between the two of them. It's better for him not to go over.

The piano pavilion is connected to a pond, and in the pond there is a pond of carp, colorful, golden, red...they swim happily among the ponds.Because the spring has just started, the green lotus leaves in this pond have not yet grown, so it looks a bit monotonous with nothing but a pool of fish.

When he came to the Qin Pavilion, Ouyang Shaogong lowered his eyes and said, "Wrong."

The hand plucking the strings paused, but Ji Yan didn't look up, but asked lightly, "Oh? I don't know what advice Shaogong has?"

Ouyang Shaogong walked over, came behind her and sat down, then stretched out his hands, walked around her, came to the Fengtongqin, and fiddled lightly.

Looking at his current posture from other angles, it seems that Ji Yan is embraced by him in front of his chest, and it is indeed the case just by looking at it, except for his pair of fingers that are placed on the piano to play the strings.

Ouyang Shaogong was originally an ancient qin fairy, so Ji Yan's posture and talent in playing the qin are not comparable to Ji Yan.Curly Nana's tone gurgled out from between the strings, and there was a bit of heart-piercing sadness in the rhyme, which was not at all different from her feeling of being out of tune.

Music can tell a person's past.

The music played by Ouyang Shaogong is obviously the same as hers, but the feeling of playing it is quite different.

This, perhaps, is his state of mind over the years.

With sadness and despair...