Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 661
After the rain, the night sky was like washing, and the stars all over the sky were shining brightly.

I walked on the wind, let him lift up my white robe, and the sleeves of my clothes were also dyed with a tinge of coolness.

When heading west, the place called Changlefang gradually emerged, and the sound of the pipa became more and more clear to my ears.

Lightly close and slowly twist and pick up, the first is the neon clothes and the second six.

This is "Neon Clothes", which is on par with "Six Yao". Under the surface of the beautiful and melodious music, there is a hidden murderous intent.

This is the best song in the world, and there is no need to ask for it. The sudden appearance of the neon clothes is unavoidable.

It was clearly midnight, but the brightly lit music studio was full of people, each walking slowly and heavily, attracted by the music. If you look closely, you can see that these people are like puppets controlled by others. Mechanically marching towards Lefangli.

I naturally followed these people into the music hall, and found a corner to sit down, looking around the music hall, the decoration is gorgeous but elegant, strips of bright red silk and satin are pouring down from the roof, beautiful and beautiful Huanjian also blocked the people playing on the viewing platform.

I faintly saw the figure of a woman behind Lingluo.

The Qinglian placed on the table began to tremble, I held it down, and waited and watched.

The music stopped abruptly, and a bottle of clear water appeared on the tables of those present, and a bottle of clear water appeared on my table.

At this time, the crowd suddenly became agitated, all of them were staring at the clear water in front of them, with greedy eyes, some couldn't wait, and drank the water in one gulp, and within a short while, that person would bleed to death from his seven orifices, with small black worms coming out of his mouth and nose. The person who crawled out of the ear belonged to Lingluo after playing.

The others acted as if they had nothing to do with them, still looking at the player with longing in fear, as if they were waiting for the woman to pronounce their sentence on them.

I stared at the clear water on my table, and black insect shadows gradually emerged. It was just a mere soul-drawing, Gu art from the southern border, which was recorded in Xiaoshan Library, and I have dabbled in it.

This technique is extremely dangerous, using the human soul as a guide to take its life, and extract the essence from its body through the Gu insect, and finally return to the Gu master.

However, this technique is based on the premise of mutual consent. The person who plays the music uses the music to seduce people's hearts, and naturally has inexhaustible energy.

However, this technique has a flaw.

When everyone drank the Gu in the cup, I picked up Qinglian and stood up, a young man found me in the corner, stepped forward and scolded:
"Why don't you drink it?"

"The water is dirty."

I raised my eyebrows and said lightly, with a wave of my sword, everyone in the music workshop was surrounded by fire.

Gu is soluble in water, but afraid of fire, not to mention the lowest level of illusion.

Those people were surrounded by fire, but they were not harmed. Although the fire drove back the Gu insects, it couldn't drive back the woman's pipa sound.

She seemed to be fighting against me, and the minds of those people were still firmly controlled by her.

The young man has silver-blue hair, bright eyes and white teeth. He looked at me with a proud tone:
"Hey! You can't beat my Fangzhu!"

I ignored it and rushed straight to Ling Luo with my sword in hand. All I had to do was stop her from playing the pipa, and these people could still be saved.

The bright red silk silk was cut into pieces by my sword, flying all over the sky like a rain of flowers.

The pipa sounded in the ear quickly.

"I don't know what is the purpose of Fangzhu's reckless disregard of human life?"

Qing Lian pointed at the figure of the woman behind Lingluo, she deflected her sword, and the woman tapped her toes lightly. When a crisp bell sounded, she turned around and narrowly escaped, that red figure slipped away from my eyes.

Without the covering of silk and satin, my sight became wider, and I saw the woman in red in front of me. She was holding a pipa and landed in front of the stage ten steps away from me.

The woman was wearing a veil, only showing a pair of smiling Qiushui eyes staring at me, turning into the same color of the sky.

Although she was dressed gorgeously, her long hair was casually tied into a bun with only a wooden hairpin, and she sat on the stage unhurriedly, looking down at me with a golden bell hanging on her ankle, lightly Shaking slightly, wandering between innocence and charm.

I waited for her answer, but she was silent.

She is human in nature, but she is full of evil spirit and hostility.

There are many people behind me who have been bewitched, and I heard the sound of falling to the ground.

I didn't wait any longer and stabbed at the woman, but when I got close to the woman's body, the green lotus in my hand turned back.

Qinglian refused to kill her.

I grabbed her wrist with one hand, grabbed her pipa with the other and fell off the stage, the pipa broke its strings immediately.

She looked up at me, but didn't break free. I increased the strength in my hand:

"Can't you hear what I'm asking you?"

I whispered, in normal times, I definitely wouldn't treat a woman like this cruelly, just because I smelled the aura of Master in her.

When Master died that year, only I knew that the feathers on the bed were stained with the aura of soul attraction, and the reason why Master's body disappeared was because of this southern border secret technique.

But just as I was recalling, a bug crawled out of her sleeve and burrowed into my arm. I took a step back and let her go, and I heard her sigh in a trance, and the surroundings were silent and turned into darkness. , There was a faint fragrance in the air that hit me, the sound of bells shaking in my ears, and suddenly a pair of weak and boneless hands climbed my neck in the darkness.

Gentle and lingering, yet creepy.

This fragrance is highly poisonous and will gradually consume my consciousness and strength.

I didn't expect a woman to take advantage of me. I summoned Qinglian in the dark, grabbed her arm that was clinging to my neck with one hand, and pressed Qinglian to her neck with the other hand.

"My master has no grievances with you, why did you kill him?"

The woman smiled lightly, but did not reply, so I pushed Qinglian forward a little bit, a coldness flashed across my lips unexpectedly, as if all my strength was taken away from my body, I fell into an embrace full of fragrance.

And the woman finally spoke, like pearls falling on a jade plate, with a deceptive gentleness:
"Since the young master has come to my place, there is no reason to leave."

In the dark night, two figures, a man and a ghost, appeared on the roof.

Shangguan Wan'er took off her mask, revealing a beautiful face. The night wind messed up her long hair. She looked at Li Bai's leaving back, thoughtfully.

Zhang Yizhi next to him was amazed:

"What? Distressed?"

Shangguan Wan'er didn't pay attention to him at all. She recalled what happened in the mirror at the latest. It turned out that the master had passed away... and the murderer was a woman she never knew...

For so many years, Li Bai has endured too much when she was not in Xiaoshan or by Master's side... She felt ashamed in her heart.

"Why are you still following me?"

Shangguan Wan'er finally looked at Zhang Yizhi with disgust in her eyes. Last night, she was injured by the empress to the point of death. In the end, she gave him a hang as he wished. No one would have thought that he would feel at ease as a ghost.

"Only you can see me, if not with you?"

Zhang Yizhi asked back.

"You will be on your seventh day in a few days, hurry up and reincarnate, don't dangle in front of me!"

She turned around and left, remembering that when Cui Da died, she followed me all the way to the palace because she missed the first seven days, and finally turned into a wild ghost in the countryside and was bullied by other ghosts until she was wiped out.

When she thinks of Cui Da, the tip of her nose becomes sore, and Zhang Yizhi calls me from behind:

"why are you crying?"

"You are blind! Why am I crying!"

The two bickered all the way back to the Daming Palace, and happened to run into Di Renjie who had just finished seeing the Empress.

Di Renjie looked Shangguan Wan'er up and down, and saw that she was dressed in black that was incompatible with the Daming Palace, and she behaved strangely, so he asked:

"Who is Shangguan talking to?"

"He ghost, do you believe it?"

Shangguan Wan'er glanced at him, and when she passed him by, she accidentally knocked the wooden box in his hand, and the wooden box fell on the cobblestone path. She took a closer look and found a small black bug inside. .

She turned around and looked at Di Renjie suspiciously, but Di Renjie put away the wooden box calmly, nodded at her and said:

"Master Shangguan, I will leave first."

After Di Renjie left, Zhang Yizhi said:
"Oh, Di Renjie? He's also a decent guy."

Shangguan Wan'er chuckled, of course she knew this.

"But so is your brother."

"What's the matter with my brother?"

Zhang Yizhi asked.

Should he be said to be innocent or stupid?

"Then help me check Changlefang first."

As for Di Renjie, she will investigate by herself.

"What? Didn't you tell me to secretly protect your little martial brother who has lost his martial arts before? How can I have so much time? I'm leaving in the first seven days!"

Zhang Yizhi kept complaining, how many things Shangguan Wan'er ordered him to do in one day!
"Isn't it great to be doing the most valuable thing you can with the time you have?"

Shangguan Wan'er put down these words, and was going to go back to her room to pack her bags and go to Sichuan.

……

Everything in the Everlasting Band that night was nothing but a fantasy she created for him.

The woman in red brushed Li Bai's handsome face with her hand, smiling like a spring of gentleness:

"After all these years, your face still makes me hate it."

Her fingers moved inch by inch, across his thick eyelashes, straight nose, and the still beating heart.

Qinglian Sword appeared in front of the woman at this moment, the woman smiled sweetly, and her thin lips parted slightly:

"Qinglian, long time no see."

Qinglian shook slightly, the woman paused, and looked at Li Bai:
"But he still doesn't know how to really use you. It's completely different from that person, but I can help him."

"Wang Ji..."

The silver-blue-haired boy came in at some point. He saw the woman in red squatting in front of Li Bai. She was exquisite, and her hair was loosened by the wooden hairpin all day long, like a picture scroll, too beautiful to be disturbed.

"Yixing, I said I will call me Fangzhu in the future."

The woman in red reminded, breaking the amazement in the boy's eyes.

The woman in red pulled out the wooden hairpin from Li Bai's pipa bone again, took out a silk silk to wipe off the blood, put her hair in a bun again, stood up, and shook her foot bell.

"Yes, Fangzhu."

Yixing nodded and said.

"Throw this man out."

The woman in red left a word and turned to leave.

After Yi Xing left with Li Bai, she seemed to be the only one left in the big band, she was a little tired, and sat on the stage lost in thought.

After a long time, he quietly said:
"Ming Aiqing?"

A figure appeared in the hall, and bowed to her respectfully:

"The minister is here."

"He's like him, but he's not like him."

The woman in red looked at the shadow in the corner, with fear in her eyes.

"He is still the same as the previous son, with outstanding talents, because he discovered me." Shadow thought it was very interesting. "Your Highness, you will have no regrets."

"Then how is Ai Qing preparing?"

She knew that there was no way out, and if it wasn't for his help, Li Bai might have stabbed the Qinglian Sword into her heart, she simply smiled.

"Everything is ready, the only thing left is to attract the soul."

"What kind of soul inducement?"

"The soul of the most loving and loving."

Shadow's voice was soft and powerful.

"I've been looking for him for 500 years, Ai Qing, I really hate him, hate him for making me work so hard, but still follow him so hard every life..."

"Do you really hate him?"

Shadow asked back.

"Hate! I can't wait to eat his flesh, drink his blood, suck his marrow... But the pain he brought me is less than one ten-thousandth of what I gave him..."

"Without love, how can there be hatred?"

The man in the peony brocade robe hides in the dark, his face is blurred, and his phoenix eyes are neither sad nor happy.

"Aiqing...Aiqing, you will definitely help me, right?"

The man suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, full of charm.

The land of Shu is surrounded by mountains. Starting from Chang'an, Wushan is a must pass in the east of the land of Shu.

However, it has been raining heavily for several nights recently, and the mountain has landslides. Pedestrians have to settle down in the Osmanthus Pier at the foot of Wushan Mountain and wait for the rain to stop.

I sat by the window sill, watching the cloudy sky become clearer and the rain gradually lessened. At this time, the servant served a jug of wine and put it on the table in front of me:
"Guest officer, take it easy!"

The sweet-scented osmanthus outside the window is in full bloom, the breeze is coming slowly, and the crushed golden yellow falls like stars. The whole body is also warmed up a little.

At the next table, a swordsman who seemed to be from Japan glanced at me with a very sharp look.

I looked up, just in time to meet his knife-like gaze.

This man was wearing a loose bathrobe and clogs. He had a short beard on the corner of his resolute chin, and a pair of slender eyes like an eagle staring at its prey. In addition, there was a long scar on his eyes. , the whole person is particularly eye-catching.

The two of us looked at each other for a long time, and I chuckled lightly:
"Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

His gaze gradually moved down following my opening, and landed on my Qinglian sword.

"This sword..."

His voice was very hoarse, with a strong Japanese accent, "Can you lend me a look?"

"A gentleman has no reason, and his sword never leaves his body."

The corners of my mouth raised and I nodded lightly. I directly rejected him. I, who had lost my martial arts for several years, shouldn't show up with Qinglian, whom everyone hopes for. But I need to use Qinglian to find that name again. The woman in red therefore had no choice but to allow the sword to continue following.

A few days later, when the weather cleared up, I crossed Wushan Mountain alone with one sword and reached Shu.

Qinglian Township in Shudi——

This place named after my sword is my hometown. My father used to be the magistrate of this area. His family was too backward and he sent me to Mount Xiaoshan to be a teacher.After learning that Qinglian Sword was born and was accepted by his own son, my father happily changed the name of this place, and raised funds to build dozens of acres of lotus ponds. A few years later, Qinglian Township became a place rich in lotus roots. Dad actually brought the villagers to prosperity.

When I stepped back on this familiar land, I saw the sun hanging high above my head, making the water surface shimmering, and the lotus pond was covered with endless green leaves, and the occasional breeze lifted my white robe, A few children with long hair were playing in the water by the lotus pond with their buttocks bare, and the splashed water wet my clothes. The cardamom girl in green clothes was holding a boat to pick lotus pods and water chestnuts and hummed a little song. She blushed after taking a look at me. Face into the depths of the lotus flower...

Contrary to the content of the family letter, everything here was beautiful. When my father and mother came out with a large group of servants not far away, I realized that I had been cheated.

"My son!!"

When A Niang's mournful call pierced my eardrums, she ran into my arms first, hugged me tightly and cried out, I was taken aback, and swallowed back all the words I wanted to question.

"Auntie..."

I lightly hugged A Niang's shoulders, called her, and looked down to see that her hair on the temples had turned a lot whiter, and my heart was full of mixed feelings, like a lump in my throat.

These years, people in the rivers and lakes can protect the common people well, but they can't protect the parents' well-being. All kinds of goodness and filial piety are the first, but I can't do it.

"Brat, if I don't scare you, you probably won't come back to see us old bones in ten years!"

Father, who was standing not far away, looked at our mother and son who were hugging each other tightly. Although his mouth was tough, his eyes were a little red.

Father's words made me wake up like a dream. I haven't been home for about eight years. After Master passed away, I wanted to stay in Chang'an City to find the murderer and take revenge. The two old men miss me day and night.

"Father...I..."

"Oh! I've lost weight! How have you taken care of yourself all these years?"

A Niang interrupted my words, pinched my shoulder, and said distressedly:

"What do you want to eat? Pickled Pepper Rice Balls? Or Jiangyou Fatty Sausage?... I will make you whatever you want...you old man, just say a few words! My son will just come back..."

A Niang still remembers the taste I had when I was a child, whether it was spicy or not, and my heart was surrounded by layers of warmth.

She led me back to the house, and she didn't forget to say a few words to my father. When I heard the familiar hometown dishes from my mother's mouth, I also had a faint smile on my face. When I turned to look at my father, he also smiled. There is a trace of unreality in this happy family scene.

(End of this chapter)