[Thunderbolt Tobacco City] Ren Pingsheng, Nine Layers of Smoke and Snow

Two chariots, green covers and vermilion wheels, painted scorpions, leaning against tigers and deer, carved saddles for dragons and horses, and five bridles, are the noble etiquette system for one person under ten thousand.Although traveling thousands of miles across the country, relying on Zhugong's many years of travel and management, he still dispatched from the nearest Yandu stronghold to this wilderness.There are also clothes carts, book carts, medicine carts, etc., all twelve of which are followed by oxen, and the palace people are busy carrying the luggage on board.The heavy camphor wood box moved lightly and silently in a group of two, as if there was nothing there, and there was no sound at all, just because the master in charge looked uneasy, so everyone was very careful in doing things.

Xigong Diaoying stands on the water and faces the wind, his face is cold and emerald, his emerald eyes are filled with gloom, like the sky before the mountain rain is about to come, obviously he is not looking at anyone, but everyone is terrified.Everyone only said that he was dissatisfied with being forced to travel by land—Nishi Palace is extremely clean, even the smell of cattle and horses can't be tolerated, once he is going to go on a public mission, he will have a murderous expression along the way—all of them are sullen Alright, set up tents and hang curtains, lay out mats like a crime against the wind, and make the incense thicker and thicker...

As for the dull pain of pressing a huge boulder on his chest, only Nishinomiya Diaoying can taste it slowly.

Getting along day and night for a few days is probably a dream or an illusion, which cannot withstand any scrutiny of reality.The bridge hole, the moonlight, the red leaves, the light and wind, the jade sword and the flower face, the cool shade singing the rose, and even the long fingers like jade combs, slender, along the touch of one's sideburns... Bit by bit, they gathered into a piece. Sha, the thought of "maybe relying on this relationship to resolve it" gradually turned into an oasis in the sand, and he was about to rush over there happily, but he was caught off guard like an undercurrent, with no signs of it, no matter how opportunistic and clever he was, There was no time to escape.It turned out to be just a mirage, Gong Wuhou's thin lips opened and closed, and it was blown away without a trace.

Naturally, not without emotion.

It's just that love is as thin as paper.

It's only because Dan Gong's temperament is more mature than before. He already knows how to control and hide his killing intent like a half-opened flower bud. Has been too dull to notice it.

The heart is so cold, but the body is hot as if tied to the stake, and the cool breeze blows the bright yellow cloak made of tulle, fluttering without a trace.

He rolled up his wide sleeves, seeing that the convoy was almost ready, he got into a car and waited for departure.The spacious interior of the car is specially warmed for him, and it has become another soft closed space. At this moment, it seems that it can give people warmth more than anything else.But he didn't realize that the cut fruit was the most unbearable—probably the palace man made a mistake in his busy schedule and brought the apples that Dangong liked to eat into his car.The originally crisp and white flesh has been slightly rusted, and the beauty looks like a twilight, which makes people feel suddenly sad and at a loss.Nishinomiya Diaoying was breathing hot, and he was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe. He stroked the curtain and leaned out the window and asked, "Why haven't you set off yet?"

Hearing the dry voice, the palace man bowed and replied submissively: "Dan Gong is enjoying the scenery under a tower in the distance, and none of the servants dare to disturb his elegance..."

"Tower?" Nishinomiya Diaoying frowned, his heart gave a "sudden" beating, and he jumped away uncontrollably, "I'll go and have a look." With a splitting headache, she tried her best to get out of the car and look for it.

Although he was drowsy from the fever, his mind was still awake. He probably looked around and remembered that Zhu Han seemed to have said before that there was a tower where he wanted to see the sunset.Relying on the rough roadmap signs in his memory from a glance, he searched all the way there.

There is a gentle slope under the feet, the frost and grass are green, and they are all survivors of the unexpected golden wind. The east and west pinches grow wantonly, extremely hard and sharp, like thorns, constantly entangled. The quality of the clothes, all the way.After walking up to the top of the slope, a sudden gust of wind blew sand all over his face, blinding his eyes. He blinked and blinked, and then he saw clearly: the dangerous building is hundreds of feet away, the remote sky is reflected in the distant sun, the sand under the tower is as bright as snow, and the background is The clouds are thousands of miles long.As the evening photos come and blow, the top and bottom are intertwined, stacking one after another to create the heaviness of rouge and congealed purple.From time to time, the geese would empty out, and the fragments of residual clouds cut by the old wings would fall one after another, and they would all fall on the same lonely people under the solitary pagoda, so that they would be completely dyed.

The westerly wind is tight, and it enters under the eaves, and the tower bell is heard, and there is a sound of gold and stone, just like standing for a thousand years, finally waiting for someone to return, whispering in a whisper, in exchange for a clear response - he can hear it so clearly , from the tiger-headed bell on Zhu Hong's scabbard.

A small copper bell is polished into the shape of a tiger's head. The tiger's forehead is often engraved with auspicious words such as "Fu", "Shou" and "Ping An". Caitou also used the ringing of the bell to call back the sneaky goblins.Such a rough bell would not cost half a copper plate in smoke, but it is so out of place when it is mounted on the scabbard of a vermilion sword inlaid with jade and beads, which is alluring price.

Xigong Diaoying listened to the ringing of the bell, heard it up and down, intertwined with each other, and thought it was like some kind of incantation Xuanbo, which shook his mind and made him dizzy and dizzy.His temples twitched, as if someone was hitting his head with a hammer to the rhythm of the bell.Facing the wind, breathing became even more painful, and his cheeks began to turn red and hot.

He suppressed the bitterness in his mouth, and began to walk slowly down the slope with one deep foot and one shallow foot. His feet were weak and the yellow sand was soft. He almost fell down a few times, but he always swayed to the ground with his willpower. Beside that person, his eyes glanced at Zhu Han's face indifferently, and the servant boy backed away obediently.He looked as usual, calmly said like any kind reminder: "Junior brother, let's go back."

"Go back?" Gong Wuhou let out a laugh in his throat, he still maintained the posture of looking up slightly, he only turned his head mechanically towards Nishigong Diaoying, his eyes rolled as if pity him, and stared straight at the jail , covered in thick ink like strong wine, lit by the setting sun, burning blazingly, with three-foot wide sleeves, and silk like waves, "Eighty thousand hectares of glazed world... where do I want to go back?"

Sure enough, all the pretense of being safe and sound was his own futility, obviously even he felt it, let alone the most sensitive him.You see, this is the magic of blood.Even if the blue sky is faint and the yellow spring is hidden, they can meet again and again.Even without a single word, hearing the ringing of the bell is clear and desolate, which is the most beautiful dialogue in the world.What he has to face is a person whose bones have long been buried in a deserted grave, but he can simply rely on a string of bells to revive his body, and destroy the real existence of living people like them in every possible way.What an opponent!Nishinomiya Diaoying closed his eyes, strongly restraining the burning pain in his chest that was about to spread out: "Of course it is to go back to the place where you should go, Yandu." But even he could hear the trembling in his voice.

"Heh..." The mole at the end of Gong Wuhou's eyes was particularly dazzling, "What is Xigong afraid of? - Of course I am going to Yandu. After so many years, how can I let him down?" He smiled proudly, and the light in the corner of his eyes suddenly fell—it turned out to be a real tear, like a star falling from the sky, a trace of light water color, but the eyes of blood tears Diluted a bit.

Nishinomiya Diaoying hadn't seen him cry for many, many years, and the unexpected drop hit the softest part of her heart, and she was terrified: "Why do you have to hold on to hatred and refuse to let it go? Are you really happy to live like this?" ?Will your father under Jiuquan be happy for you? What's more, after so many years of smoke and so many people's kindness to you, is it all fake? The balance of grievances and grievances can't make you take a step back?" He finally said mouthed.

"Compensation between grievances?" Gong Wuhou turned around abruptly as if she had been badly humiliated, with her sleeves fluttering, like a bursting lantern, her contempt was undisguised, "Hehe, I didn't expect such a conceited Nishinomiya The master will say such bargaining words like a marketer! I really feel sorry for the great master's misfortune."

Xigong Diaoying's body and mind were like frying oil. He put down his dignity and desperately asked what he said, knowing that he was humiliating himself, but he still didn't give up trying to save a little luck, but at this moment, Gong Wuhou is like a treasure hidden under the ice sheet. Years of magma, once erupted, Zhetianzhu, Jediwei, they are mere mere flies, only to be wiped out.

But there was no way out, he seemed to feel that if he couldn't persuade him to change his mind today, he would probably have to part ways and never touch this person again.Unable to bear it any longer, his unusually dry and hoarse voice was rougher than the wind in the desert: "Then... what about me?" He broke his cans, desperately, "Are you going to ignore the years of love between you and me? Both of you are close relatives of mine, when the day comes when the swords will face each other, how will you let me deal with myself?"

"Xigong Diaoying!" Gong Wuhou was furious, and she didn't even know why, "When my father died at the hands of the ancient mausoleum, where were you? Did you ever stop me from entering the Ruthless Building? I was imprisoned again and again, and I didn’t know whether I was alive or dead. What have you done?——You are busy trying to please the Grand Master, you are busy fighting for the seat of Tantai Wuzhu, and you are busy grabbing marks The dark pavilion lineage under Qiangu's hands!" He knows everything, knows everything, not without complaints, "You have countless opportunities to resolve such a long time, but you will only follow the rules and obey the arrangements of Guling Shiyan, and you will not be afraid of anything. Don’t do it. By now, the eyes of blood and tears will be fulfilled. Are you finally starting to worry? You may be the most qualified person in the world to negotiate with me, but you have long been disqualified. Now that things are up to now, these benevolent principles will Isn't it too late?"

Nishinomiya Diaoying was stunned.

That's right, he is nothing more than a piece of jade from Kunshan, and even if it is Jingbilian|City, it is just a drop in the ocean compared to the vastness of the flat sand and the sky.This hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon, the fate is determined by God, but the love is shallow.

The whole body was cold, the blood seemed to be frozen, and the body became stiff and numb in an instant.The ice was pressing all the way to the bottom of the eyes, and the emerald-colored pupils also slowly frosted, obliterating their brilliance.He looked at Gong Wuhou with the gaze of a stranger, strands of golden threads were marks of whipping, and the sharply trembling gold leaf tassels on the crown of the mountain seemed to be carved from the past, with every detail and clear texture.Xigong Diaoying sized him up like this, and finally he was able to speak in a consistent tone and rigidly: "Since you talked about the principles of benevolence and righteousness, then I will talk to you about the principles of benevolence and righteousness. You were sent to Yandu at the age of two, and you were almost dead. , the great master washes your tendons and cuts the marrow to save your life for you. It almost exhausted your energy. The eyes of blood and tears are all owned by Yandu. Your father promised with his own mouth, but after you recovered from his illness, he went back on his word and forcibly took you away. Is it righteous to break the promise and let you go to the rivers and lakes? You have been in Yandu for many years. There are traces through the ages who rely on the old and sell the old, and criticize you in every possible way, but the great master has always followed your nature and favored others for personal gain, just to absolutely believe in your talent, which is the way of education. Moreover, you both enjoy Yandu Gongzi If you want to be famous, then you should also abide by the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers. The so-called "the ruler must die and the minister must die", thunder and rain are justified. Do you think I have the right to talk about benevolence and justice with you?"

Gong Wuhou was silent at first, and then laughed loudly, as if he had never heard such a funny joke before: "Nishimiya's eloquence is fine, today I have learned a lesson. Such upside-down, high-sounding rhetoric makes my heart skip a beat and I can't breathe , Guling Shiyan’s despicable deeds have all become benevolence and righteousness to you, and I’m almost dying of laughter.” He took a step closer to Xigong Diaoying, and the dangerous pieces of gold were shaking off his body under the setting sun. It is breath like blue, but cold to the bone.

"If it wasn't for the 'Eyes of Blood and Tears', do you think that villain in Guling Shiyan would have looked at me more?"

"Snapped--"

In astonishment, there was a "buzz" in Gong Wuhou's head, and the slap slapped his face like a piece of red-hot iron, and the beaded tassels splashed like a sharp knife when it was pulled out of his body. Blood, strewn across the ground, raised arcs to both sides.He just turned his head away, never looking at the other person's face.

Xigong Diaoying's already hot brain exploded into pieces, his eyes were red but his face was bloodless.He was hot and cold for a while, shivering all over, and his soul was vain and unable to return to his place.

Standing at the end of the setting sun, the haze is three thousand, boundless and lingering, the last afterglow passes through, and turns into a light curtain like a soft red ten feet hanging, tearing apart the slender shadows of the two, like two parallel lines, dragging at a glance Not to the side.

But some people came to break the peace without fear of death.Piaoyin of Yubu's merchant pavilion forced himself to ignore the smell of gunpowder smoke at this moment and Zhu Han who had already knelt on the ground beside him, shaking his clothes and trembling, saluted as usual but couldn't contain the panic in his words: "See Xigong, Dangong. He touched his head to his chest, "Grandmaster is seriously injured, please return to the palace as soon as possible!"

Both of them turned to look at him in horror.

Nishinomiya Diaoying couldn't breathe even more, she raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and coughed desperately.

Hearing the shrill coughing, Shang Ting trembled his lungs and searched his stomach, he was so frightened that after a while, Xigong recovered his breath, and then he dared to look up.But seeing that his expression was still so calm, without a trace of panic, he slowly lowered his sleeves with a trace of rust smell, and coldly dropped two words: "Go back to the palace!"

Yan Lou suddenly changed, and everyone was uneasy along the way, but when they saw that Xigong acted calmly and behaved appropriately, they gradually became less flustered and just hurried on their way.

The sound of the car rumbled, and Nishigong Diaoying was so out of his mind when he heard it.He only knew a rough idea. Du Wuyu suddenly killed Yandu, and the master met the enemy alone. Unexpectedly, Du Wuyu used the death seal of the emblem regardless, and attracted the black criminal peacock. In the end, Fengyan and Fengyan joined hands During the resistance, the master took a slap in order to save Du Wuyu, but Tantai Wuzhu went out at this juncture, and the Yanlou had no leader.

Within a day, troubles happened repeatedly, and Nishinomiya Diaoying insisted on not letting go. He knew that once he relaxed, he would be doomed, so he tried his best to think about the various possibilities of this chaotic situation.But his heart was burning with worry, his mouth was swallowing charcoal, and he couldn't concentrate his thoughts no matter what. On one side of his mind was the terrifying scene of the master lying in a pool of blood, and on the other side was the pale and determined face of the queenless.He only felt that his head was as big as a bucket, and it was getting heavier and heavier. He was forced to be helpless, and he was in a daze. In the end, the words flashed through his mind: "If you and I need to worry about the safety of Grandmaster, the smoke would have been extinguished long ago." It’s been three times!”——It’s the most reasonable thing in the world.So I finally felt a little more at ease.

He let out a long breath, and was about to call someone to bring the medicine, when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the plate of apples was still on the table.It has completely shown the color of decay, and the original fruity aroma has also turned into a stale sour smell after a long time.

Nothing to say is right.During such a long time, all he gave him was an apple.

All the faces in the world are like this rusty apple, which can only be hated and unexplainable.

He had a high fever and lost all reason. In a rage, he raised his hand and waved the plate down.

Shangting heard the sound and entered, just prostrated himself on the ground and pleaded guilty.

"Go and find out!" Nishigong Diaoying's words were as cold as the frozen snow in the Tianshan Mountains, "What's the matter with the so-called collapse of rocks and silting of rivers and roads!?"——Autumn is approaching, the sky is dry and things are dry, and there is no recent flood at all. Whether it was sooner or later, let them catch up? ——"Don't go back to Yandu if you can't find Chou Yinmao!"

The car was quiet for a long time before Nishinomiya Diaoying relaxed his guard.

At this moment, the thoughts of his whole life surged into a vortex, but he was just a leaf in the heart of the river, spinning involuntarily in the vortex, waiting to sink.

He moved slowly to the corner to lean on.

The moonlight is cool and thin, and it enters through the gauze, which has an unparalleled feeling of washing away the lead.He turned his head inadvertently, and found his own shadow pressing on the carriage.

He turned his head to look, and it also leaned over two points; he raised his hand and tapped the wall panel lightly, and it also clapped back in response.Movement and stillness coexist, impartiality, the two are really like twins.

Nishinomiya Diaoying suddenly laughed.There was a kind of interest in my heart that I only had when I was a naughty boy.

So the two of them sat down comfortably against each other.

If Nishinomiya Diaoying is allowed to be weak without any scruples once in this life, then let me rely on you.

So, there was nothing to say all night, only peace and security.