Wind, Flowers, Snow, Moon [Short Story of Anthropomorphic Series]

With the flash of swords and swords, two black shadows passed by quickly.

The short blade in his hand was imprinted with moonlight, and it was cold, and the dazzling red blood slowly slid down the blade.

Holding the handle of the knife with his slender fingers, he flicked it lightly, and the wet blood, like dots of cinnabar ink, drew a bewitching width and disappeared into the night.

Putting away the dagger, Hei Ying looked up at the full moon tonight. The cold moonlight shone on his body, outlining the vigorous figure of a leopard, and looking up at the sky as lonely as a lone wolf.

Lowering his head, the black shadow no longer looked at the corpses all over the ground, lifted his feet and left quietly, gradually blending into the night.

He, Yao Sha, a man who lives in the dark, a killer with blood on his hands, is alone, without any attachments.

……

The moonlight reflects the water, the night wind helps the waves, and the waves are sparkling.

A red cherry tree by the lake is full of blooming flowers, and its red petals are flying. It falls leisurely with the wind and touches the water surface, causing circles of ripples.

Touching the water with bare feet, a faint figure appeared above the center of the lake. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up the red petals of the tree, bringing bursts of broken water. When the wind stopped, the figure in the lake did not dissipate, but was completely clear.

She was dressed in a casual moon-white gown with fluttering sleeves, and her head was full of black hair, dancing with the wind.

She raised her head and looked up, her neck showed a graceful curve, and looked at the full moon in the sky, the moon shone on her face, as if dotted with stars on her long eyelashes.

The pink lips were slightly parted, and a melodious and peaceful song flowed out slowly.

The cold male voice sings under the moon, there are no words in the song, and the music melts into the night. This is the music of the night, the love of the white moon.

He, the name of the moon, the spirit of the moonlight fusion.

……

The melody that came faintly in the wind made Yao Sha, who was sitting on a tree branch looking up at the moon, stunned for a moment.

As soon as the figure moved, he jumped off the branch and went looking for the sound.

The shadow of the trees could not cover the light and water of the lake, and Yao Sha approached quietly, and when he looked up, he saw a person standing in the lake, closing his eyes and singing to the moon.

Yao Sha never disturbed the people in the lake, but leaned lightly by the tree, watching the moonlike people in the lake quietly and intently.

The song enters the heart leisurely, soothing the killing intent and bitterness in the heart

The voice gradually became low, and Yao Sha opened his eyes as dark as night, and turned and left as silently as when he came, without leaving a trace.

After he left, Yue in the center of the lake opened her slightly closed eyes, quietly looked at the place where the visitor disappeared, and then the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.

In the following month, Yao Sha came to this lake in the forest when the moon rose every day, and watched the people in the lake standing on the water, sitting on the branches, or lying on the shore of the lake, just watching, without saying a word.

Yue acquiesced to the presence of the visitor, and while doing her own thing, she secretly looked at the visitor from time to time.

Always dressed in black oppressive clothes, with two daggers hanging around his waist, his long black hair tied up, a silver mask covering his left face, and his unshielded right face, handsome and heroic, like a bird hidden in a The black wolf in the dark night is dangerous but attractive.

Yao Sha turned his head, facing Yue Ye secretly looking at him, Yue was startled, and immediately turned back, but when he looked back again, he found that Yao Sha had already left.

Feeling a little lost in Yue's heart, she stared fixedly at the place where Yao Sha disappeared, her figure slowly dissipated, and a gust of wind passed by, and the lake in the forest returned to its original silence.

The next day, Yao Sha didn't show up, Yue sat on the red cherry tree and looked at the tree that Yao Sha often leaned on all night.

On the third day, Yao Sha still didn't show up, so Yue learned how Yao Sha leaned on the tree and looked at the lake all night.

On the fourth day, Yao Sha still did not appear, Yue lowered her eyes, and her figure gradually dissipated.

……

Today is the full moon again, Yue stood by the tree, looked up at the full moon, closed her eyes slightly, and hummed that song.

It was another month, and since he met his eyes that day, he never appeared again, Yue didn't know why he expected that person to appear, and he didn't know why he felt sad because of that person's disappearance.

The music is melodious, but not as peaceful and gentle as before, but with a little sadness...and confusion.

The full moon sets in the west and the sun rises in the east. The soft sunlight in the morning penetrates Yue's body. Yue squints her eyes looking at the rising sun, sighs faintly, and finally dissipates slowly.

In the following night, Yue still waited quietly, he didn't even know how long he would wait, even if that person might never appear again.

On the same night, Yue sat by the lake, looking up at the fallen cherry blossoms.

The sound of heavy footsteps gradually came, and Yue happily turned her head, but what came into sight was Yao Sha's shaky figure.

Yao Sha's eyes blurred by blood, raised his head to vaguely see Yue's face, opened his mouth, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, staggered and fell to the ground, fainting.

Yue recovered from the surprise, and hurriedly ran to Yao Sha, looking at the wounds on Yao Sha's forehead and body, his heart felt as if it had been pinched hard, it hurt and felt uneasy.

The trembling fingers touched the wound on the forehead, the moist touch, the flowing warmth, dyed the tender white fingertips red.

Moving her fingers down, Yue supported Yao Sha's face, her lips gently pressed against the wound on her forehead, and slowly exhaled Yue's spiritual energy to heal the wound for Yao Sha.

There are many wounds on Yaosha's body, Yue's lips move, waist, arms, legs, any wounds are not spared, Yue's face is gradually pale, and his figure is gradually blurred, as if he is about to disappear, Yue frowned , Enduring the pain of being continuously drawn out and squeezed from the body, until the last wound disappeared, Yue couldn't hold on, and fell beside Yao Sha.

The pale lips were stained with Yaosha's blood, coupled with that beautiful face, the moon was even more beautiful and seductive, but what was even more frightening was that the moon at this time was like the red cherry blossom, but it was beautiful for a moment, and then disappeared.

When the day came, Yue's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, slowly opened, and at a glance, he saw Yao Sha who was still sleeping beside her, Yue resisted the uncomfortable feeling of weakness in his body, slowly got up, and turned to look Looking at the rising sun, and then looking back at Yao Sha, he raised his hand and slowly approached to take off the silver mask that he had never taken off.

The hand stopped when it was about to touch the mask, and the corner of Yue's mouth curled up into a smile. She took a deep look at him, retracted her hand, and the figure disappeared.

As soon as Yue Bu left, Yao Sha opened his eyes. In those eyes, there was no confusion, only clarity, and a little bit of fluctuating emotions.

Getting up, Yao Sha checked his wounds, except for the dried blood, there were no traces of wounds.

Surprise flashed across Yaosha's eyes, he raised his head, took a deep look at the lake, then turned and left.

Yao Sha started to disappear again, Yue came out every night, and never saw him again.

The figure under the moonlight looks so lonely and sad.

The downcast eyes covered the emotions in them, and a tear slipped down the corner of the eyes, leaving traces of sadness.

It was another full moon day, but on this day, there was no bright moon disk, but dark clouds and heavy rain.

In the dark and heavy night, with the sound of rain, the branches flapping in the strong wind, beside the lake that lost its tranquility, a faint white figure sat, hugging himself into a ball, letting the wind and rain blow.

The rain stopped, it was already daytime, the sun was blocked by clouds, the person buried in his knees raised his head, his clothes were soaked, his hair was dripping, he looked so embarrassed, Yue looked back, the light in his eyes finally disappeared, his face The sadness on the face couldn't be concealed, and the water droplets slipped from the cheeks, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears.

……

Yao Sha came to this lake again, looking for the figure in his heart, but that figure did not appear.

Night came, and it was another moonless night. Yao Sha sat by the lake and waited quietly, but until the night disappeared, that figure never appeared.

One day, two days... seven days.

For seven whole days, Yao Sha never left here. He ate fish in the lake and slept on a tree by the lake, but that person never appeared again.

On the eighth day of waiting, today is a rare moonlit night, the moonlight is so bright that it can illuminate the whole night.

The wind blew softly, and Yao Sha looked at the lake steadfastly, and a white figure of a month gradually appeared, clearly.

Yue opened his eyes, and a figure broke into his vision. He opened his eyes involuntarily and looked towards the lake.

The person he had been thinking about finally reappeared.

Yue stared at Yao Sha, approached step by step, and stopped when the two were only an arm apart.

Face to face, it was the first time for the two of them to look at each other so clearly and seriously.

Yue raised her hand lightly, and touched Yao Sha's right cheek.

"I thought you would never show up again." The voice was as cold as the moon.

Killer Yao touched the back of his hand on his face and squeezed it lightly: "I dare not show up."

Yue Yi only looked at Yao Sha, and asked calmly: "Why?"

Yao Sha took off Yue's hand, held it in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice that hadn't spoken for a long time: "I am a person who can only live in darkness, and my hands have already been stained with blood and sins." , I dare not approach you, a killer is a person who cannot be loved, I am afraid that I will bring you misfortune, bring blood, and drag you into darkness, so I suppress myself, avoid you, and dare not approach you."

Yue Zhan smiled, took a few steps forward, and gently kissed Yao Sha on the mouth, then hugged Yao Sha who was stiff, leaned his head on his shoulder, and said softly: "You can only live in the In the darkness, and I can only live in the night, I am the moon, I am the existence that illuminates the night, if possible, I want to be the moon that illuminates your darkness."

Full of suppressed emotions, in Yue's words, all persistence was shattered, Yao Sha held Yue's head, and kissed it fiercely, not to mention a gentle kiss, with biting and possessive, Yue let Yao Sha go, letting go He releases all that has been suppressed for so long.

With a muffled snort, Yue endured the pain of being bitten on his neck, and the obvious teeth marks showed the strength of Yao's killing.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, Yao Sha firmly said in Yue's ear: "Wait for me."

Yue nodded and said sullenly, "Remember to come back and find me."

Yao Sha took a deep look at Yue, this look contained too much, there was reluctance, firmness, determination, and the deep love that Yue had always desired.

Letting go of Yue, Yao Sha turned and left without any remembrance.

……

Two months passed by in a hurry, and Yue still waited by the lake every day and night, but now, there was no bitterness in her heart, only expectations and longing remained.

Yue looked at the center of the lake and smiled foolishly. Speaking of which, he didn't know his name yet.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and Yue's body froze.

What is this sudden anxiety...

On the cliff, a group of people held torches and surrounded the black figure in the middle.

The figure is holding two daggers, wearing black clothes, and wearing a half mask on his face.

"Yao Sha, you are so courageous, you dare to assassinate our sect master, don't forget, what kind of place is this and whose territory is it!"

There was a lot of blood on Yao Sha's face, it was not known whether it was his or someone else's.

Facing the speaker, he didn't show any expression on his face, but his body was already in an attacking posture.

When the speaker saw the movement of Yao Sha, he smiled contemptuously, waved his hand, and a group of people rushed towards Yao Sha with weapons.

Yao Sha shuttled through the crowd, with more and more scars on his body, but none of them hurt the vital parts, but his dagger was different, every time he swung it, it would definitely take away a person's life, like the king of Hades , frightening.

The blue-robed man outside the crowd frowned as he watched Yao Sha, who was getting more and more courageous.

Withdrawing his hand from the attendant's sword, the man in blue rushed into the crowd and killed Shang Yao.

Yao Sha understood the life of the person in front of him with a sword, and a sword was coming towards him. The unstoppable momentum of the sword, Yao Sha could only deflect his body, allowing the sword to pierce his shoulder.

Severe pain hit, Yao Sha took a few steps back fiercely, pulled the sword out of his body, gasped slightly, clenched the dagger tightly in his hand, and fixedly stared at the blue-robed man in front of him.

The blue-robed man looked at Yaosha, his tone of contempt was gone, and he only heard him praise: "As expected of the number one killer, Yaosha, it really shouldn't be underestimated, it's a pity."

Yao Sha didn't pay attention to him, but raised his dagger and bullied him.

The man in blue dodged his dagger, did not draw out his sword, but kept dodging Yao Sha's moves.

Yao Sha is already at the end of his battle, he was slapped by the sect master before, and he must have injured his insides, and he was besieged by a sea of ​​people, and his physical strength was exhausted. Now, if he is facing him, if Yao Sha is at his peak, Yao Sha will definitely kill him, but The current Yaosha, facing him, is just waiting to be slaughtered, what a pity for this talent.

The blue-robed man was just stunned, and Yao Sha left a shallow wound on his neck, which was not deep and not life-threatening.

The man in blue put his mind back and began to take Yao Sha seriously, and Yao Sha was forced to retreat steadily.

Until the edge of the cliff, if you take another step back, you will fall into the abyss, and you will die without a place to die.

The blue-robed man swung his sword, and Yao Sha leaned back, dodging the sword's force, but his body also came out of the cliff.

There was only the sound of the wind in his ears, Yao Sha kept falling, looking at the bright moon in the sky, Yao Sha slowly opened his mouth, word by word: "Moon, wait for me."

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Chapter of Yao Sha of Jianghu Chronicle: Yao Sha, without father and mother, begged and homeless before the age of five, was adopted by Shuangdaomen after the age of five, and was trained as a killer. At the age of 16, he took the first business and assassinated Feng Yingtang Lord, in just three days, the head of Fengying Hall's throat was severed with a knife, and the technique was crisp and neat. No trace of the killer was found in the whole hall.

In the past nine years, important people in the Jianghu have fallen one after another, all of them cut their throats with a knife, and these people are all the mission targets of Yao Sha, and Yao Sha is also called the number one killer by the people of the Jianghu. .

On August 26th of the [-]th year of Ming Dynasty, Yaosha took over the task that no one had successfully completed in the six years of suspension—to assassinate the head of the Demonic Way, the master of Shaxue Sect.On August [-]th, Yao Sha sneaked into the Shaxue Gate, and the attack was extreme, and he was seriously injured, but he also injured Yao Sha with a palm. He never broke through the siege, and was knocked off the cliff by the Zuo protector, leaving no bones left.

Since then, the number one killer in the Jianghu has fallen, at the age of 25, and no one in the later generations of Jianghu killer has reached the name of Yaosha.

……

It has been three months since the Shaxuemen assassination, and everyone in Jianghu knew that Yao Sha was dead, and everyone felt rejoicing, and no longer had to worry about Yao Sha coming to assassinate him.

And in the small lake in the deep forest where no one cares, there is still a person waiting foolishly.

Raising his hand to caress the place in his heart, Yue looked at the full moon today, opened his mouth, and sang a tune leisurely.

Thick yearning, deep love, drifting with the wind, seems to be recalling the lover who disappeared for half a year.

Yue sang softly, and she didn't know the tears were falling, but felt a slight astringency in her mouth.

"Yue..." The slightly hoarse call interrupted the melodious tune.

Yue suddenly turned her head, and when she saw the person standing by the lake, she bent her tearful eyes and said with a choked voice, "You're finally back."

……

On the roof of the wooden house by the lake, two figures sat side by side.

Yao Sha fell off the cliff at the beginning, but because of the obstruction of the trees on the mountain wall and the double daggers stuck in the rock, Yao Sha did not fall to his death.

Then he was rescued by a villager in a village not far from Hell Cliff. When he recovered from his injuries and was able to act, he came back to look for Yue.

There is no such killer as Yaosha in Jianghu, this is what Yaosha wanted, and he restored his original name, Yao Xuan.

……

"Yue, I want to hear you sing that song, the one from the day we met."

"it is good."

The long moon sings, and the love is entangled every night.

The author has something to say: Well, that's the end of the four short stories, actually...

At the beginning, I wanted to write a series, Fenghuaxueyue, Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, ghosts and monsters, etc.

It's just that it ran aground because of many things. 2333333

Well, anyway, I watched it myself while shaking my goosebumps, so I can be so hypocritical