A low-key old story

The torrential rain that had been falling for more than half a month suddenly stopped, the sky opened, and a sword glow pierced the sky and fell to the ground.

After the rain, the children chanted songs and hurried past while playing and laughing.

A carriage came slowly along the official road. The carriage was wrapped in expensive and exquisite silk, and the windows inlaid with gold and jewels were covered by a curtain of light blue crepe. The eunuch had been waiting on the road early in the morning, and stepped forward to stop He got into the carriage and saluted.

In another corner, the little Tianyao was standing in the mud, wet all over, watching the prefect chatting courteously with the young master who came out of the carriage.The young master was well-crafted, and he nodded lazily as the prefect said.

The group of people quickly disappeared from the little sky demon's sight. Perhaps because he was stunned, a kid ran over and pushed him, and the little sky demon sat down in the puddle, splashed with muddy water .

"Become a little beggar!"

The little brats suddenly burst into laughter.

Little Tian Yao tilted his neck, not knowing what they were laughing at, wiped the water splashed in his eyes, stood up and was pushed down again.After a few times, he still got up, and the cubs got tired of playing and started hitting him with small stones.Little Tian Yao opened his mouth, unable to speak, he didn't seem to know how to hide, and walked towards them facing the small stones that were thrown at him.

They hid at first, but when no one came to help him, they pushed him into the puddle again and again.

Later, a female Taoist who passed by rescued him. At that time, Xiao Tianyao's whole body was covered with mud, and he could no longer see his original appearance.The female Taoist nun looked like a cheater, but she hunted monsters all her life and made countless enemies. She was lame for a while, and she didn't realize that she had rescued a demon.

After the little Tian Yao washed it clean, her eyes lit up. This is a good seed born to practice Taoism.After a while, the expression on her face disappeared—it's a pity that she was a fool and a mute.

The nun took him around the village, but the villagers said they didn't know him, so they took him back to the ruined temple.

"Early summer, after the rain...the light, the wind and the moon..." The nun pondered for a moment, without any other pen and paper by her side, she wrote three words on the talisman paper with cinnabar, and said, "From now on, you can take my surname and be shocked." Lan, pillow shocking Lan."

The Taoist aunt fled here, with fatal wounds on her body. The monster she encountered this time was so powerful that she had to retreat again and again.Sure enough, not long after, Xiao Tianyao took the copper coin given by the Taoist nun and bought the sesame cakes as she said, and saw the warm corpse of the Taoist nun lying on the ground.As usual, he stepped over the corpse and shrank silently to the corner, gnawing on the biscuits.

The bone demon was standing in front of the Taoist nun's body, seeing that he was ignoring him, he wanted to kill them all.The idea just came up, and in a flash he was in front of Tian Yao, and he smiled bitterly: "It's just your bad luck."

To deal with the threat of "the same kind", Tian Yao seems to have an innate instinct.He grabbed the hand extended by the bone demon, pulled him lightly and fell to his knees, before the bone demon could react, the sky demon had twisted his neck.It was the first time he swallowed a monster, and the talisman paper that was placed next to his chest was so hot that it almost burned him to pieces. The words "Pillow Jinglan" seemed to be engraved in his heart, making him forget everything after many years, except for his own name.

The barbarians marched south, and all the agreements were broken. The emperor was furious, and led the 30 Yulin army to march in person, intending to recover the rivers and mountains.The hostages sent to the palace were all beheaded in public, except for an unfavored prince and grandson who was imprisoned.

Among the bamboo houses in the deep forest, there was the sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground, followed by an angry voice: "Get lost!"

"What, you still think of yourself as a prince and grandson, and you don't even look at who you are now! Bah, a prisoner is not qualified to lick the soles of my shoes." Two jailers came out cursing, and saw the pillow. Then he threw the basket to him, "Little dumb, you will still deliver the food tomorrow, and the wages will remain the same, and I will give you one copper coin every day. You don't have to clean it today, and let that person feel the taste of rotten food and rotten food."

Zhen Jinglan lowered his eyebrows and waited for the two to disappear, then walked into the bamboo house, squatted down and began to pick up the broken porcelain on the ground.

"You go too."

It was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, just at the prime of his life, but he was rubbing his temples in a waning mood.Zhen Jinglan couldn't turn the corner in his head, but he still remembered that it was the noble young man he saw when he came here the first day and was greeted by the eunuch.More than ten years have passed, and he has become a prisoner who can be bullied from a future son-in-law with unlimited glory.

Zhen Jinglan raised his head, met a pair of black eyes as deep as a cold pool, and backed away with his head slightly lowered.After a while, the north window was pushed open, a hand came in, and then a wine jar was placed on the ground.

It was a jar of aged rice wine, when the seal was removed, the aroma of the wine immediately wafted out from the cracks around the porcelain cover.

When Su Xian pushed open the door, the little mute had already left.

With successive victories at the border, the emperor will return to the court in a few days, the whole country celebrates, singing and dancing.

The melodious sound of the flute came from the deserted bamboo grove, and each sound was exciting, which made people feel mixed feelings. Unfortunately, the only listener couldn't hear anything.

When he heard footsteps, Su Xian put down his flute, looked back and smiled slightly: "You are late today."

Zhen Jinglan blinked, staring at the flute in his hand.

"Want to learn?"

Zhen Jinglan nodded, then shook his head again.

"Then I will punish you to learn the flute with me." Su Xian said, "Come here, I will teach you."

When I looked closer, I realized that this somewhat dirty little mute had delicate features, bright eyes and white teeth.The long eyelashes drooped, and every slight tremor was as light as a feather.

He couldn't help stroking the black ash on Zhen Jinglan's cheeks: "By the way, I haven't told you yet. My name is Suxian, and I don't have a last name. How about you?"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the bamboo shadows are mottled, and two figures cuddle up to each other.This may be the warmest part of Zhen Jinglan's washed away memory, flowing into his heart like a trickle.

……

The first thing the emperor did after he came back was to order to choose a day to execute the remnants of the enemy. The guards in the bamboo forest increased a lot, and even Zhen Jinglan couldn't enter or leave at will.

No matter how they refused to let them go on the last day, Zhen Jinglan waited until midnight when they were tired before sneaking in.

The dim candlelight in the bamboo house was shrouded in a lampshade, Zhen Jinglan didn't find anyone on the collapsed floor, and when he was about to turn around, someone grabbed him from behind and twisted his hands behind him.

The candle was blown out, and the man had torn off his inner garment, and his hot hands were groping on his jade-smooth back.Zhen Jinglan was pressed on the desk, and the things on the desk were swept all over the floor.

……

(At this time a wave of crabs drifts by)

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After an unknown amount of time, Su Xian reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Little dumb, tomorrow the barbarian cavalry will flatten this area, you can run as far as you can..."

Before he finished speaking, he lay down on Zhen Jinglan's body and made no sound.

Zhen Jinglan pushed him and touched the blood on his hand.

Pillow Jinglan: "..."

Enduring his discomfort, he got up and lit a candle, only to see a hideous wound on Su Xian's abdomen split open and his flesh was flying. He clearly remembered that he was fine yesterday.

Zhen Jinglan found gauze to stop the bleeding for him, and worked hard until dawn to stop the bleeding.

Su Xian woke up once in a daze, grabbed his hand and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhen Jinglan pointed at his injury and shook his head.

"I can't die. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

Seeing that he had passed out again, Zhen Jinglan opened her mouth anxiously, trying to say something, but couldn't make a sound.He knew a hidden path, and he walked smoother than anyone else in this maze-like bamboo forest.

He went to look for Lao Yuan with Su Xian behind his back. Lao Yuan was a doctor, and thanks to his care all these years, Zhen Jinglan was able to survive.He was poured with soup and water medicine, and what should not be cured still could not be cured.After these years, Lao Yuan almost gave up, but he has a son named Yuan Huo, who is more stubborn than him, and still stares at Zhen Jinglan every day and takes medicine to treat his illness.He has learned medicine half-baked, and he pulls on his pillow every day to make jokes.At this moment, Zhen Jinglan felt that this half-baked person should be more reliable than herself.

What he didn't know was that after they left, those jailers never came back.As Su Xian said, the barbarian army broke through the city overnight, the emperor of Fengzhou died suddenly, and the new emperor succeeded, the morale of the generals was low, and the army was immediately defeated.

From a distance, Lao Yuan saw him carrying someone back with his feet deep and shallow, and hurriedly called Yuan Huo to help him.

"Little mute, this is thirty miles. You carry a half-dead person back, and even if you don't die, you will torment him to death." Yuan Huo said in surprise after finding out who that person was.

Their small village has not yet been affected by the flames of war, and the smoke is still rising, and everything is as before.

Zhen Jinglan blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

"Forget it, what's the smell on your body? Go wash it off." Yuan Huo waved his hands and said, "Don't worry about that man, my father is a genius doctor who can save the dead. How do you say that? He can live and die. Yes, this is it..."

Zhen Jinglan listened to Yuan Huo's rambling, and nodded with a smile.

After he was far away, Yuan Huo put away his expression, went to the yard, took out the white pigeon from the cage, and drew blood to draw amulets.

"The heavenly demon has been found, I hope you can keep your promise." As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman paper burned up, and finally turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind.

Suxian lay in bed for three full days before waking up, and when he woke up, he heard someone arguing outside the house, or one person was talking angrily, and the other was silent.

"If you don't leave, the barbarian will come calling, and if you take him with you, you will die!"

"Let's not talk about anything else. He is a barbarian prince. It's good for him to keep him here."

"Why don't you understand? The emperor died for no apparent reason. He was seriously injured when he was fine. Maybe he cooperated with the barbarians, assassinated the emperor, and opened the city gate. He and we were enemies. You saved him , is collaborating with the enemy and treason!"

"So what if it's collaborating with the enemy and treason?" Su Xian leaned on the door frame, wearing only unlined clothing, his face was very pale.Waiting for Zhen Jinglan to run up to him and rubbed his head, "What does he know?"

"You...little mute, come with us!" Yuan Huo couldn't see that the two were sticking together, and made a gesture to drag him.

The sound of horseshoes outside the village approached, and there were screams from time to time.

Su Xian put his arms around Zhen Jinglan, and brushed his fingers across his side: "I said, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

Yuan Huo only felt an unknown fire rising in his body.

——Who is this all for?See for yourself what you saved over and over again!

"Little dumb, let me ask you again, will you go?"

Zhen Jinglan saw Suxian and shook his head firmly.

"Okay, I'll go!"

……

In the next three months, he was almost imprisoned by Su Xian's side, watching him do all kinds of stupid things, but Zhen Jinglan didn't care about anything except to guard his sincerity.

Zhen Jinglan didn't take it seriously, but it didn't mean that others didn't. Soon he was "accidentally" left on the road and mixed with the refugees.

No matter how weak Zhen Jinglan was, he still had the body of a sky demon. It had been more than half a year since Yuan Huo found him. Except for his shabby clothes, he showed no signs of weight loss.Old Yuan had swallowed his last breath in the chaos of war, so Yuan Huo went to Zhen Jinglan, and was relieved to hear that he was no longer with Manzi—as long as he no longer had any entanglement with the demon, he would There will be no danger.

Not long after finding Zhen Jinglan, Yuan Huo took him to Jianzhou.Perhaps it was the guidance of the way of heaven, the two were arrested and sent to the army before they arrived in Jianzhou.It is said to be exile, but in fact it is to let unarmed ordinary people rush up to block them for a while.

In a place where wars are raging, resentful spirits are everywhere.

The soldiers couldn't see it, Yuan Huo couldn't see it, but Zhen Jinglan was able to spot his natal sword at a glance.

"Little dumb, what are you standing there for? Draw your sword!"

Yuan Huo's words reminded him that perhaps the natal sword was nearby, and his mind was awakened for a moment, and he heard the word "sword".

With the hands of Qing Prison, the separated souls instantly merged into one.

The Qing Prison, which was infested by the flames of war, gave birth to inner demons, which controlled Zhen Jinglan who had just woken up from a dream. When the sword in his hand was turned, half of the two armies were killed or injured.The inner demon didn't know how to restrain himself, he held the sword and walked towards the crowd step by step, like a Shura in hell.

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