Ukiyo heave

Xing Xi wrote a long document on the desk. After checking that there were no omissions, he walked out of the house, placed it on the flat ground under the starry sky, and drew a small formation around it.After finishing the last stroke, as soon as the talisman was illuminated, the document disappeared.

Where did it go, Xingxi glanced at the stars in the night, silent for a long time.

He glanced forward at the overlapping quiet mountains, standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, it was the same quiet Qianhuandu.

The lights in that house are out.

Xingxi snorted: "You guys are very comfortable these days, it should be like this long ago, lest I run around here and there, which is extremely annoying."

He went back to his room and slammed the door behind him.

Since Nian Quesheng and Jiang Dongshen lived here for a long time, Xingxi didn't have to wander around with him anymore, so he chose a place where he could see the two of them, but they couldn't see him, and built a house, and stayed temporarily. .Xingxi felt tired, so she sat on the bed, and was about to undress, when she first saw a vague figure, whose outline could be vaguely seen, walking towards the bed.

Xingxi buttoned up the shirt button that he had just undone, and said dissatisfiedly, "Tsk, you're here again."

Now that he was discovered, Xun Lang appeared, sat down next to Xing Xi very politely, and took a sip of the tea in his hand.

Xingxi seemed to have gotten used to it long ago, closed his eyes and leaned against the bed, and said slowly: "You have to come every day, come in the morning and come in the evening, it's not enough for me to be upset by watching you during the day, I don't even bring you in my dreams. Absent. You haven’t been back to Pillow Dream Mountain for a long time.”

Xun Lang didn't like to tie his hair up, and compared to the first time he saw him, his crow-colored black hair was longer. He casually scattered it on the bed, and his tone was also casual: "I am also a guest there, and I am also here with you. In comparison, It's more fun with you."

Xingxi glanced at him: "Yes. The trouble makes me restless every day, and you are very happy."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Annoying."

Xun Lang has long been used to Xingxi like Xingxi, so he only said, "You little boy."

Xingxi kicked it up: "Go to hell."

Xun Lang laughed, "The hairy-fried monster."

Not to be outdone, Xingxi said, "It's fine."

I don't know how long this quarrel will last. Xun Lang said that he is a guest, but in fact he is not polite at all.Pushing Xingxi into the bed, he sat where Xingxi had been sitting before, and asked, "Child, you have been writing letters there these days, what happened?"

Xing Xi was obviously too lazy to bother with him about whether the child was a child or not, and he didn't say anything when he was pushed in, but lazily pulled the pillow, hugged him in his arms, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's the Nian's family. The thing over there, Nian’s house has been very unsafe recently, which makes me upset. But it’s not a big deal when I think about it. The moon spirit stone has hidden in Nian but has risen into the spirit vein. Although I don’t know what use that thing is for him , but probably not a bad thing.”

Xun Lang smiled: "You have worked hard."

"If you know I've worked hard, get out and disturb people's dreams, you're good at it."

Xun Lang tilted his head and didn't speak, in short, he meant not to leave.Xingxi covered him with a quilt, and said awkwardly, "If you don't leave, go to sleep, it's already three o'clock, and I'm sleepy to death. Don't come looking for me in your dreams, see you."

Xun Lang lay down contentedly, and pulled Xingxi down with a calm face: "It's not that you can't see me just because you say you can't, go to sleep."

Xingxi gave him a back, and sneered: "I've lived for almost 200 years, and I've never seen you like this."

"I have lived a few years longer than you, and I have never seen you like this."

Xingxi couldn't bear it anymore and turned around: "I|□□I'm never finished, get out if you don't sleep."

Xun Lang was neither angry nor annoyed, he still smiled amiably, brushed his hair behind his ears, waved his slender fingers in front of Xing Xi, and then slapped him hard on the forehead: "Child, are you From the sky, it's not a good thing to swear all the time."

Obviously, Xingxi had never been knocked like this before, so he was taken aback for a moment, then grabbed Xunlang's shoulders with his backhand, pressed them back, and said through gritted teeth, "I, a fairy in the world, Xingxi! You bold dream spirit, believe it or not, I'll kill you!" Earth is rectifying the law, and in the name of attacking immortals, you will be dragged back to question your crimes!"

Xun Lang was pressed on the bed by him, but he asked back as if he had discovered some novel game: "Fa-rectification on the spot?" Then he unbuttoned two collar buttons with one hand, revealing his delicate collarbone: "Come on. "

Xingxi was stunned, looking at his clear collarbone for a long time like seeing a phantom, showing a rare look of bewilderment, a moment later he suddenly woke up, kicked him out of bed, and shouted: "I | Fuck! Get out!"

Xun Lang smiled, pulled his clothes down, and said condescendingly, "Come on fuck."

Xing Xi didn't say a word, Gu Zi rolled into the bed, stared blankly at the wall, and swallowed.

Xun Lang smiled and straightened his clothes, buttoned the two buttons, and sat back on the bed.Xingxi blushed inexplicably, covered herself in the blanket and vowed never to look at him again.Xun Lang was very helpless, and no longer entangled with Xing Xi, he just asked a little funny: "Guess what I think you look like now?"

Xingxi was silent for a long while, then covered under the quilt and faced the wall sullenly, "It's not rare to know."

Xun Lang went to pull the quilt on him, and kindly reminded him: "It's different now, it's going to be summer, you'll sweat a lot if you're covered like this, it's not decent, isn't it, fairy in the world?"

Xingxi grabbed the quilt tightly in an instant, and blurted out extremely nervously: "Don't touch me!"

Xun Lang seemed to have discovered something terrible, and sighed with a smile: "You are still a child, well, I won't touch you."

Xingxi didn't pay attention to others, and was bored and awkward by himself. Xun Lang looked at the ball wrapped around him, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and said what he hadn't finished just now: "Children, you are like me just now." The little wild cat I met in the mountains when I was born was very good-looking, but she had a bad temper and would explode when touched."

Sometimes, too quiet at night is not a good thing.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish.Similarly, the more silent the night in the endless sky, the more disasters and chaos will emerge.

The more peaceful and prosperous the world, the more likely someone will feel that they will be robbed at home and assassinated on the road at night, and imagine that life is beautiful and everything is lovely in their dreams.On such a clear night when late spring is coming and early summer is not yet here, with slight starlight and rippling water, everyone believes that it will be a peaceful night. They go to sleep, dream, and indulge in beautiful fantasies about the future.Unbeknownst to him, someone had ignited a coquettish flame in the forbidden weapon room of Nian's house.

A tempting dream, blowing on people's faces with scorching fire.

The person who set the fire had a deep and clear understanding of the Nian family, and chose the farthest and weakest guarded area to start with.In the desolate back mountain of the Nian family, the underground souls of ancestors from generation to generation watched with their own eyes a man wearing the robes of the Nian family. His face was cold and alienated. go.

In the peaceful and lonely night, a fierce hunting fire was burning, and it seemed to swallow everything.

The fire burned for half an hour, and the night-duty disciple who realized it later shouted in panic: "The northwest forbidden weapon room is flooded!"

In an instant, everyone woke up from their sleep, shouting and shoving, hurriedly put on a thin layer of family robes over their pajamas, and rushed to the desolate northwest forbidden room.It was a chaotic drama, with loud voices and crowds of people.So no one noticed—even the person who set the fire didn't notice. In the opposite corner of the forbidden weapon room in the northwest, in the most southeast deserted courtyard of the Nian family, someone put a wraith.

It was unknown how long after the fire was extinguished, but Nian Queqing sat in the room the whole time, watching the matter from beginning to end with indifference.He is the only one who is sober in this prosperous spring and autumn dream.He didn't sleep all night, and he had nothing to say, he was the only one who was calm in the panic.Because when everyone was guessing who the mysterious person who set the fire was, Nian Qing had already seen everything.

And he remained silent, like a condescending bystander.

Nian Fenglin called all his disciples and servants to the school grounds to gather.He talked to Nian Fengling in a low voice, and then said in unison: "There is a ghost in Nian's family."

Nian Keqing was also there, and the disciples were in an uproar after hearing this sentence, but they were frank and frank, and none of them felt guilty.They were straightforward.But Nian Qing squinted his eyes, and thought quite leisurely: "It's true—"Nian's family has an inner ghost." When Jiang Dongshen talked about Jiang's family, he always said "my family"."

Then Nian Fengling took several confidants to search the rooms of the servants of the disciples.Nian Fengling beckoned Nian Queqing to follow, and Nian Queqing followed him.After only two steps, Nian Fenglin suddenly called out, "Queqing."

Nian Queqing stopped for a moment, and turned to look at his Patriarch.

Nian Fenglin's eyes were very sharp. He asked Nian Fengling to investigate first, and then called Nian Queqing and said, "Queqing, come here."

Nian Keqing took his time, calm and calm, walked up to Nian Fenglin, nodded and said, "Uncle."

Nian Fenglin glanced at him, and said straight to the point: "Is Yuchisu really dead?"

Nian Qing smiled instead, but with a sad smile: "Otherwise."

The misery was just right, and his eyes turned red, as if he was forcing a smile and pretending not to care.

Seeing such a reaction, Nian Fenglin might have softened his heart a little, and his voice was a little calmer, but his words were still compelling: "On the day you came back, your father asked me to go to Yuchi's house to ask for someone, and you came to my room the next morning. Tell me he's dead, how do you know."

"My sword and his sword were linked together. That night, I couldn't sense him anymore."

Nian Feng was silent, as if doubting, but Nian Keqing tilted his head in anticipation, and said helplessly, "He was also knocked out and taken away. Since I woke up, I have been sensing his spirit." The power is weak, it seems to be struggling. That night, it was completely...broken."

Nian Queqing's expression was one of suppressed grief, and it seemed that he was calmly sad.Nian Fenglin looked at him for a long time, then patted his shoulder lightly, and said, "My condolences."

Nian Queqing pretended not to care, pretending to be able to really forget him, but Nian Queqing knew in his heart that this was probably really a cinnabar mole on his heart.

Unforgettable, dare not forget.

Nian Fenglin sighed, and waved Nian Queqing to follow Nian Fengling.Nian Queqing nodded kindly, turned and left.

Nian Fenglin looked at the young man's thin back, the softness in his eyes gradually faded away.When he turned around the corridor and disappeared, Nian Fenglin said to the attendant next to him in a deep voice, "Go and investigate."

Searched all the rooms, but naturally found nothing, Nian Fengling pondered for a moment, and asked Nian Queqing: "Have you seen Nian but have you been promoted these days?"

Nian Keqing felt helpless in his heart, so he could only continue to use his acting skills, showing a little bit of disgust: "What did I see him do?"

"I suspect he did the arson."

Then your guess is not as accurate as my uncle, but Nian put it lightly: "He wished he would have nothing to do with Nian's family, and arson is not good for him, so why?"

Nian Quesheng was so wronged that he was going to die of wronged, and right now he was sleeping soundly with Jiang Dongshen in his arms.

Nian Queqing wanted to laugh when he thought of this, his elder brother was really a few years younger than his actual age in front of Jiang Dongchen, and he acted like a baby and played cute tricks to make Jiang Dongchen happy.Nian Queqing didn't know how Jiang Dongchen felt as the person involved, anyway, he got goosebumps when he watched from the sidelines.

Nian Keqing laughed out loud, but it was a self-deprecating sneer: "Father, you and your uncle are suspicious of Nian Kesheng and Wei Chisu, and they all come to ask me, making it difficult for me."

"Yuchisu?" Nian Fengling turned around, "Isn't he dead?"

"He is dead, so I think it's interesting. One of you is suspicious of the abandoned son of the family, and the other is suspicious of the dead. With such energy, it is better to investigate the people inside the Nian family first. Otherwise, some people will doubt me after coming and going. I suspect with you Everyone is infected, and it is difficult to say, I am the one who is most exposed."

Nian Fengling's face darkened: "Why did you say that?"

Nian Queqing sneered: "It's true. To outsiders, I seem to be deliberately covering up. Although I am upright, I am not afraid of the shadow, but I also know that people's words are scary."

"Qeqing, with me and your mother around, who dares to talk about you behind your back."

Nian Queqing still smiled: "Tsk, father, you are confused. You imprisoned their speech, so they don't think so? From this point of view, I am even more suspicious."

Nian Fengling was silent for a long time: "What do you mean?"

Nian Queqing suddenly performed a great ceremony, bowed his head and said, "What Queqing said is not for other reasons, but to solve the problems of Nian's family. Since you suspect that there are two, one of which is dead, Nian Quesheng will be handed over to me." Let's solve it."

Nian Fengling was noncommittal, and instinctively looked at his son with suspicious eyes, but Nian Keqing was not annoyed when he saw his expression, but was very understanding and said: "Father should doubt me, you can send someone to watch Me, let's see if I really want to solve Nian Quesheng myself. Don't you always think that I am inferior to him since childhood? Now, let me prove that who is inferior to whom. "

Nian Fengling withdrew his gaze, still didn't say yes or no, just said: "How did you find him."

"Although he and I are not compatriots, we are also brothers. We are closely related by blood. I guide you with my blood, and I attach it to a compass, but I can't find it."

Nian Fengling stopped for a moment, turned and left and said, "I can't help you, go ask the Patriarch yourself."

Nian Keqing got up, looked at Nian Fengling's gradually disappearing figure, and smiled silently.

Yuchisu said.

The day of fire, the day of disaster.