Envy

When Meng Tou woke up, the sky outside the window was already bright, and the sun shone in through the window paper.As soon as he moved, the wounds all over his body ached.

Xue Ye pushed the door open with his toes, and seeing that he was awake, he quickly put the food on the table beside him, and sat down beside him: "Brother Tou, you are definitely awake. The fall of you knocked us down." They were all scared to death."

As soon as Meng Tou was a little moved, Xue Ye said: "If the head is on the ground, it will be troublesome if you fall into a fool." The emotion in Meng Tou's heart was gone, and he pretended to kick him off.

Xue Ye quickly picked up the plate of food: "Master, you can use it."

Appreciating his face, Meng Tou took a few bites with his chopsticks.

"Brother Tou, what did you see at that time? Isn't that just an ordinary ghost? Why did you go to such lengths to seal it?"

"That's the mother source."

Xue Ye was puzzled: "...Ah? Didn't the mother source be destroyed by us long ago? It was pierced by Xingfeng's sword."

"That's not it. When we entered the cemetery earlier, didn't a group of wild spirits protect something? We all thought it was the black thing that fell out, but it wasn't. They should be protecting a wild spirit. All the wild spirits are desperate Only the little Yin Ling girl who was sealed by me always just watched from afar and never attacked us, which means that she has divine consciousness. Only mother source has divine consciousness.”

Meng Tou stirred the dish with chopsticks, and said in distaste, "Why does this dish taste so weird?"

Xue Ye was still thinking about what Meng Tou said just now, and suddenly realized, he replied: "The City Lord's Mansion arranged today's lunch and dinner for us. I did it myself."

No wonder it was so unpalatable.

Meng Tou asked: "Practice? When is Uncle Xi Ze planning to leave for Mu Su?"

"Master said, if it doesn't rain tomorrow, then leave tomorrow."

"So fast? What about the injured disciple?"

Xue Ye said: "I heard that City Lord Xia will send a carriage to take them back. You are still injured, and you are still thinking about how the other disciples will go back."

……

Uncle Nishizawa did not show up at the luncheon.He didn't show up at the dinner either.With less restraint, the disciples drank to their heart's content until they became very drunk.

Yan Miao sat beside Meng Tou and talked to him.She drank some wine and rested her forehead with one hand.Her eyes were misty, her lips were pink, and her voice was clear and sweet: "Meng Tou, come to Beihan's school grounds next year, and I'll take you to play in Fulian."

Meng Tou smiled: "Okay."

Yan Miao curled her lips into a slight smile, and reached for the flagon.

Huo Zhi rarely said: "Drink less wine."

Meng Tou thought that Yan Miao would not listen to persuasion as usual, but she nodded obediently and withdrew her hand without taking the pot of wine.He glanced at Huo Zhiru's usual expression, and felt something was wrong.But before he was allowed to think about it, a servant from the City Lord's Mansion stood beside him and told him that Daoist Nishizawa asked him to go to the side hall.

Meng Tou talked to the people at the same table and left.The lobby of the City Lord's Mansion is lively, while the other halls are quiet.Uncle Nishizawa stood at the door waiting for him.Meng Tou walked across the courtyard and didn't even finish calling "Uncle Master", Uncle Xi Ze asked him to kneel down.

Startled slightly, he knelt down obediently.

"Meng Tou, do you know how many disciples were seriously injured and how many died when the Yin spirit descended on the Dongtan River?"

Meng Tou clenched his hands under his sleeves: "I heard from my disciples that there are seven out of ten seriously injured and two dead."

"Do you know why this is? Do you know why I let you kneel here today?"

"The disciple understands."

Uncle Xi Ze said before leaving: "Meng Tou, as I said, your shoulders are never lighter than your master's. Before the battle, you must make complete preparations. Any negligence will lead to the sacrifice of your disciples. You Kneel here for two hours and reflect on yourself."

Meng Tou's heart sank, and the heavy guilt in his heart came back, breaking his pretended ease.Those lives were indeed lost because of his negligence.He also ordered the burning of the graves of unknown people, so that the dead could not rest in peace.It's all his fault.

That night, he knelt until his legs were numb and lost consciousness, and he was a little dazed, thinking a lot about life and death.He didn't know when Yan Miao came over, she said: "Meng Tou, why are you kneeling here? It's cold on the ground, you're still hurt, get up quickly."

Meng Tou's explanation was neither painful nor itchy.

After hearing his understated explanation, she was also anxious: "Meng Tou, this is none of your business. If there is a problem with your strategy, why didn't he point it out earlier. He is obviously just venting his anger on you and putting the blame on you body. How old are you this year, why should he..."

Yes, why.Meng Tou has thought about this for many years.to no avail.But many things are dusty with the passage of time and become mysteries without answers.

He only remembered that when the first ray of spring breeze blew into the building, Zhao Lincheng's teahouse and tavern were all talking about "Dongtan River" and "Meng Tou, a disciple of Xuchang Daoist".People in the world call that Fu Ling "Dongtan River descends into the wild", and Meng Tou became famous all over the world overnight.

……

The sound of clattering horseshoes on the bluestone pavement.The sound of yelling and soliciting business in the market is everywhere.What is blowing is the willow wind mixed with the warm and sweet fragrance of pastries.

In previous years, the Beihan field test was held in autumn. When he was 16 years old, the Beihan field test was brought forward to summer by Yan Shuhan, head of Shen Gui.It is heard that because Yan Miao's birthday is in summer, the head of Yan deliberately chooses a young talent to be his future wife and son-in-law.

Among the few places Meng Tou has visited in the past ten years, he likes Fulian the most.Fulian is a gentle place, the girls are gentle, and even the fragrance in the air is gentle.Fulian people love sweets. In summer, the streets and alleys are filled with the sweet fragrance of hot syrup water.

The horse that Meng Tou rode that day was a newly tamed red date wild horse.There are so many horses, but he only takes a fancy to this one.Meng Tou rode it into the street and suffered a lot.At that time, he suddenly saw someone on the street, grabbed the rein and reined in his horse, and almost ran into him.The young man was frightened, lost his footing when he backed up, and fell to the ground.

Meng Tou quickly got off his horse and looked at the boy.

The young man in moon white stood up, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and said nothing.On the other hand, the little girl beside him who was holding the piano opened her eyes angrily: "Hey! How do you ride a horse! Look at the road!"

Meng Tou was not moved by Yan Miao, only took one look at the young man, and fell into a trap.A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with snow-like complexion and a little green eyes.When the eye waves flow, the eyes seem to be able to speak.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the servant girl rolled up her sleeves and said, "Did you hear me! My young master was almost hit by you, so I apologize!"

Meng Tou also forgot to speak, came back to his senses, and looked at him from top to bottom: "I'm really sorry, I offended you a lot. Did you get hurt anywhere, do you want to go to the hospital to see?"