Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

Standing still and watching the changes, after half a month, the two faced each other every day in Xianyouzhai.

During the day, Yun Zhuo studied mechanism techniques based on the memory of his previous life, while Situ Lin collected information and secretly searched for a force that could be united. At night, he hid in the brocade quilt, teasing and bickering or getting bored.Although it was raining outside and the building was full of wind and rain, both of them knew in their hearts that this kind of leisurely life would not last for a long time, but after experiencing the calamity, they knew that they should cherish the present, and they still spent the past ten days with a little bit of joy as newlyweds raised their eyebrows together meaning.

It's just that the news has been one after another in the past few days, Nanzhao's movements have become more and more unstable, and incidents of government weapons appearing in its border defense have gradually spread.Situ Lin reluctantly dealt with the secret letters and papers, while Yun Zhuo, who was watching silently behind him, did not speak, but there was something slightly wrong in his expression.

After resting in the dead of night, the man often got up in the middle of the night and went down to the ground, sitting quietly at the table by the moonlight, not knowing where to stare or what to think, and after spending half a stick of incense, he returned to the bed by himself, shaking his head and sighing "not right".

Originally, Situ Linmian didn't have much sleep because of the many things that happened recently, so he noticed it within a few days.But at the time, he thought it was because of his "suicide note" that he was overthinking and being haunted by nightmares, so he had to coax and coax him to go to bed early. Unexpectedly, although there was nothing unusual during the day, he was still disturbed several times at night.So, after being woken up again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Yun Zhuo who was sighing and pressed him back on the bed, and tossed hard until his eyes were heavy and powerless to think about it again, it was once and for all.

As a result, the next morning, as soon as Situ Lin opened his eyes, he saw the snow-haired figure in plain white underwear sitting upright in front of the bed, frowning in the faint morning light, thoughtful.

"What happened to you."

He couldn't stand all the tossing around, he rubbed two handfuls of messy hair, got up and hugged Yun Zhuo, and decided to have a good talk with him.

After pondering for a moment, Situ Lin said earnestly: "If you are worried about my life and death because of that letter, I will say it again today. That thing makes you feel cold and chilly, but there are no sequelae, you don't have to talk to yourself..."

Before he could finish speaking, both hands were wrapped in warm arms by the other party first, and then a superficial kiss fell on his face, and the white-haired young man turned his head to look at him.

"I know."

Yun Zhuo shook his head: "But my entanglement is not your poison."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Situ Lin showed half-truth and half-false disappointment in his eyes, rubbed the white hair of the person in his arms, and joked: "Then who made us Sirius unhappy? Tao Qingyan? Or Nanzhao?"

"It's all right."

Yun Zhuo sighed: "But to be precise, what I worry about is myself and the mechanism technique I hold."

"Organism?"

Situ Lin raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it very good that you know how to use organs? Maybe it's why Aunt Yinxi asked you to use the dead body to come back to life, come and investigate the case with me to clear up the wrong, and by the way, deal with Tao and Nanzhao. Nothing to worry about."

"But it's really powerful."

Yun Zhuo looked at the faint light coming in from the window, and closed his eyes slightly: "For some reason, I had a dream these days, and it was the scene of the day when the Yunya Palace was washed with blood over and over again... But I gradually remembered that at that time It's true that my eyes are red with grief and anger, but I have revenge for revenge and revenge for injustice, and I don't intend to implicate the innocent. Before the mountain gate, I clearly gave Xueyue Shenbi an order to be cautious with ordinary disciples of Yunya, but I don't know why Well, when the news came after I rescued Weihan, hundreds of people died that day."

After a pause, he sighed again: "At that time, the demon's blood was exhausted and he was about to die. I simply pushed the child onto a small boat in the southern border stream and went down the stream. I went up the cliff by myself to change my life. Anyway, he was dead. , I didn't care about the crimes of those people. But now that I think about it, even if I used the forbidden technique to increase the power of Xueyue Shenbi, but I clearly ordered my subordinates to show mercy, but still caused Yunya to suffer heavy casualties. It’s really uncontrollable and terrifying.”

"So, you stayed up late at night because of this, talking about it? Could it be that you regretted learning this technique from the fox's family, and thought it would be better to make a dead body that committed suicide in the frozen lake of Tianshan Mountain?"

Situ Lin rubbed his brows: "My Lord Sirius, why don't you say that ghosts and thaumaturgy are more powerful, and that I can make Cang Zhuo helpless with just one Yanli Jue? I'm not even worried that I won't be able to control it. Worrying?"

"Different."

Yun Zhuo said: "Ghost Dao and thaumaturgy was taught by Jiu Miao. Not many people in your sect know the mental method. It also requires a lot of opportunities and talents to practice. But mechanism art does not require martial arts background, everyone can practice it , and now it is still being used by those who have a heart, and spread to Nanzhao to help the emperor to abuse, maybe it will set off a bloody storm in the Central Plains."

Situ Lin looked at him with his chin in his hand: "So what? We're going to deal with these people now, and take back that classic by the way."

Yun Zhuo sighed again: "What about after taking it back?"

Situ Lin smiled: "That thing was once Cang Zhuo's, and he entrusted it to you when he was dying. The other descendant, Tao Qingyan, has a wicked mind, so I will naturally keep it for you at that time, and pass it on to future generations."

Yun Zhuo shook his head: "I'm struggling with this."

Situ Lin looked up at him with a slightly puzzled expression.

Yun Zhuo scratched his head and explained: "This thing is too dangerous. In case there is another Tao Qingyan, if there is another Tao Qingyan, I will use it to make trouble again, and I will not be able to say whether there will be a second you or not."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Since this thing is going to be handed over to me for safekeeping in the end, I was wondering if it would be better to let it disappear, but this..."

"To pass it on, or to be used by someone with a heart, so far, do you feel a little sorry for Senior Chen who wrote this book back then?"

Situ Lin pinched his face, and said understandingly: "So, because of the Nanzhao border guard's agency incident recently, and the sudden recovery of bad memories from the past, you got into this dead end with yourself?"

Yun Zhuo slapped his hand off: "That's right."

"Then I have an idea."

Finally, after rubbing the man's hair, Situ Lin turned over and got off the ground, picked up the tunic that had been taken off last night from the bed and handed it to him: "Can you still get out of bed?"

"of course."

The tips of Yun Zhuo's ears were slightly red, and he took the clothes and glared at him: "What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

"Hey, don't worry."

Situ Lin said: "I think, anyway, we have been holding back for a long time without any progress, so why not follow me to a good place today?"

Yun Zhuo turned his eyes and looked at him: "Where is a good place to go?"

Situ Lin smiled at him: "Follow me."

The two sneaked out through the window, and Yun Zhuo was taken by Situ Lin to a high pavilion called "Xuanji" in the east of Jiumiao.

This pavilion has vermilion walls and blue tiles, with upturned eaves. It is a solemn place that Jiumiao cannot enter without permission, so the two of them never came here when they were young.Now when I enter, I can see that the interior space is not very spacious. Apart from a few small windows on the wall, there are neatly arranged wooden hidden grids, which are opened densely and sequentially from the height to the bottom, which seems to be a part of Jiu Miao. place of storage.

Strolling around, unable to hold back his curiosity, Yun Zhuo stretched out his fingers and tapped on the top square wooden grid: "I said Brother Lin, what is in here? It was so mysterious back then to keep people from entering, because it hid you How many babies?"

Situ Lin said: "Not necessarily all of them are treasures, these Geli are the relics of the masters of the past and their Taoist companions."

"Relic?"

Yun Zhuo's movements were a little slow, and he looked up and down those wooden grids, and sure enough, he saw many familiar names, and suddenly said: "So this is your Jiu Miao's ancestral hall?"

Situ Lin nodded: "Almost, since Yanli Mozun, each head and his Taoist companions can leave something here, as a warning to future generations and as a sacrifice."

"so?"

Yun Zhuo clicked his tongue: "But according to my family's rules, the head of the house can keep things for training, but the wife of the head of the house can only leave a tablet. When you come to your place, why can you even leave things with the Taoist companion who is in charge?"

Situ Lin glanced at him: "Why, won't you be happy to have your space here then?"

"It's not, it's just weird."

Yun Zhuo waved his hand and gestured to him: "So you called me here today, is it just to tell me that there is a grid where I can leave something?"

"Naturally."

Situ Lin said: "Do you know whose relic is in the grid next to you?"

Hearing the words, Yun Zhuo rolled his eyes at the wooden grid, which was engraved with red lotus patterns, wrote "Gu Ming", and said as it should: "Well, isn't it your Jiu Miao's Gu Patriarch?"

Situ Lin said again: "Then you know, it was precisely because Senior Gu's Taoist companion was no less famous than him, but in the end he established Jiu Miao with him incognito to deal with Nanzhao and keep the land of Shu safe. That's why my faction has this rule and this pavilion."

"so smart?"

Yun Zhuo looked at the wooden grid next to the grid in front of him. It was very smooth and clean, and the name was not written, but there was an inconspicuous ink-colored eagle pattern, and the brushwork was neat, like the wind of the North.

He was surprised and said: "I didn't write my name? It's strange and mysterious, but why haven't I heard that Yanli Mozun married some chivalrous woman who is famous in the world and has made a lot of contributions?"

Without saying a word, Situ Lin stretched out his hand to pull the wooden lattice away, and it was empty inside, leaving only a square dust mark.

"There was one thing here."

He paused word by word, "It's the book "The Essence of Mechanisms" that disturbed your thoughts for a long time."

what? !

Organ theory? !

Yun Zhuo looked at the mark in surprise, and couldn't believe it: "What do you mean? You mean, Senior Gu's Taoist partner is..."

Situ Lin nodded, and pointed to the wooden grid with red lotus tattooed on the side: "Take a look."

Hearing this, Yun Zhuo hesitantly raised his hand and pulled over the wooden grid, but saw that there was a scroll in the middle.He harassed again, and unfolded it carefully, it turned out to be a blue and blue ink painting.

——In the painting, the distant mountains are like daisy, clouds are flying and mists are rolling, and there are two people riding horses, one of them is decorated with silver lotus on his red robe, his eyes are smiling, his face is warm, and there is a scarlet mandala mark on his wrist. The blood is Yanli Mozun Gu Ming; the other person is dressed in black and has black hair, with a mechanism black eagle parked on his shoulder, and his eyes are staring at the person in front of him. Among them, the frost and snow are slightly falling, and it is Chen Chen, the master of thousands of machines.

Yun Zhuo was startled, and immediately remembered the many legends he had heard from his ancestors and Bai Musheng.

——Chen Chen, the ancestor of Jishu, was originally the No. 16 son of the former royal family.Later, when the first emperor led troops to crusade and established the country in one fell swoop, many former courtiers and royal family members died or surrendered, but there was no trace of this person. He also saw a mysterious organization in the northern border, so everyone said It is because the evil heart is not dead, and he wants to restore the country.Unexpectedly, when the Guili ghost incident happened, and the internal and external troubles caused by the rebellious officials of the former dynasty colluding with foreign countries, he actually led the magic soldiers to descend from the sky, joined forces with the five heroes to put an end to the chaos, and then left gracefully when the rest of the people became famous. He disappeared and retreated to the rivers and lakes.

When he heard this story back then, Yun Zhuo didn't feel deeply. He only felt that although Chen Chen's skillful hands were unparalleled, there was also some willful and reckless self-enmity in the justice he harbored. If his biological father killed his biological mother, he must also hate the faint king and the chaotic world. That's why at that time, he acted as he wanted to help, and later went back to the world at will.But now it seems that since Chen Chen had known Gu Ming for a long time, and then returned to Jiumiao with him under anonymity, I am afraid that what he did back then was far more than this.

Looking at the picture scroll, although the two men on it are both men, they are unparalleled in style and match very well, Yun Zhuo feels dazzling, but also feels like a world away.

"I didn't know that Senior Gu's Taoist companion is Senior Chen."

After being silent for a while, he murmured: "I don't know either, but Jiu Miao is the two of them..."

Situ Lin nodded, stepped forward, and patted Yun Zhuo on the shoulder: "The turmoil in Nanzhao back then was far worse than today, and mechanism techniques and ghost ways were also listed as 'witchcraft' because they were left over from the previous dynasty. However, Senior Chen and Gu The seniors did not use it to restore the army, but instead used it to protect the safety of the common people, and even, hundreds of years later, it was considered to have saved your life when you were depressed."

After a while, he said again: "People in the world always talk about good and evil, good and evil. It seems that those who have cultivated a little heresy will never be able to hold their heads up in front of those disciples of the orthodox Taoist sect. But in my opinion, the power of this weapon and martial arts is incredible. It can be big or small, but there is no distinction between good and evil. If you insist on talking about good and evil, you can only draw it from the heart of the person who holds it. When Senior Chen left this book, he might have hesitated to have Tao Qingyan I think he will not regret it if he knows that the remaining half of the book can also give you and me a chance to stand here today."

When the lingering sound fell, Yun Zhuo looked back at Situ Lin as if waking up from a dream. The window panes in the room were not opened, but there was a breeze coming from above, and the scroll in his hand trembled slightly, as if carrying a picture from 200 years ago in the dark. The wish of the two people came to the current pavilion, which is both a feeling and a favor.

yes……

There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts and Taoism. As long as the world is more proud than despicable, and loyal than treacherous, it will be passed down from generation to generation, whether it was Gu Ming and Chen Chen back then, Situ Linyunzhuo now, or many years later. All of you will not let those with ulterior motives disrupt the world and succeed in their schemes.

After pondering for a while, he seemed to feel something, and he said in a daze, "Did you know this earlier..."

"It's not too early."

Situ Lin shook his head: "After I took office as the head, I devoted all my attention to the matter of Yandian Nanzhao and returning to Litan back then. I only joined the cabinet and found out about this not long before I met you, and only then did I know that the book was originally written by others. One of the sect masters of Jiumiao was given to the Yaolang clan, and in Sihui cave, he learned that Cang Zhuo was a descendant of that clan."

Yun Zhuo lowered his head and looked at his palm, deeply feeling that the matter of fate is so mysterious and terrifying: "In this way, "The Essence of Mechanisms" really has no matter what..."

"It has to be found no matter what."

Situ Lin crossed his arms and smiled suddenly, and regained his leisurely expression: "Actually, I have been thinking about what to keep in my grid for the past few days, but I heard you muttering this morning, and I have an idea."

Yun Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Situ Lin said: "After the battle with Tao Qingyan, if you and I can retrieve the "Essence of the Mechanism", it will be regarded as going around and returning it to the original owner. Why don't you bother Lord Sirius and put it together in the pavilion?" , let someone touch your light."

Yun Zhuo turned his head and gave him a white look, but his tone softened slightly: "Master Mozun, you are very good at taking advantage of the cheap and being lazy."

"Hey, it's a big deal."

Situ Lin swept them away and pointed to the picture scroll: "However, from them to us, this is really a wonderful coincidence, so we have to ask our ancestors, don't we?"

This time, it was rare for Yun Zhuo not to choke him again, he was silent for a moment, let the breeze blow through the room, and finally nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, the two people inside the window looked at each other and smiled, the situation outside the window was turbulent and windy and dark, since then, no matter what the sword points to, they are fearless.