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

Tantai Wuzhu woke up in a sea of ​​flowers.

The mandarin duck tent is colorful and fragrant, and the fragrant wind is blowing, and the gurgling water can be heard in the ears, watering the trees and flowers.He slowly turned his neck, which had already been lying stiff, and it could be seen that there were trees planted far and near, young peach larkspur, Yao Huangwei Pin, colorful scattered, brilliant like brocade, and the mountains and rivers outside the building were full of autumn rustling.

This is an incredible place - even though he has been lingering in the flowers for so many years, Tantai Wuzhu's bones are weak at this moment, and it is a bit stage fright to fall into such a gentle place.

He turned his head to the other side, and as expected, his snowy cheeks were puffy, his make-up was smiling, and his curly long brown hair was like aquatic green algae, spreading all over the pillow, and a few strands even wrapped around his neck , causing goose bumps all over the body.

Tantai Wuzhu straightened his face again, he saw a pair of jade hooks holding up the thick tent, both looked like a pair of sharp eyes, staring at him with cold light.

"Ugh……"

Hearing this sigh, the woman beside him gave a coquettish smile, half-opened her sleepy eyes, wrapped a hand as soft as boneless around his shoulder, and said in a fat and greasy voice: "Mr. Zhu, you're awake..."

Tantai Wuzhu suddenly felt a chill, thought I'd better pretend to be dead, so he closed his eyes quickly, pretending not to know what happened.

The palm of Jiao Didi's shoulder that was originally pressed on his shoulder was condensed in the wind, shaking his heart, and Tantai Wuzhu cried out in pain: "Mr. Hua, please spare me!"

"Let you pretend!" Bu Xiangchen half stood up and looked down at him imposingly, "Is this the attitude you should have towards a lifesaver?"

Tantai Wuzhu is like a gossamer, he forced out two dry laughs, and said in a familiar way: "Hua Jun is heavenly, beautiful, wise and unparalleled..." The amber eyes rolled around, confirming that there is no one around, and he was relieved Boldly continue to brag, "What's even rarer is that there is a heart of a bodhisattva. I am grateful to Mr. Hua for his righteous help. I am deeply impressed. I will make a grass ring in the future, and I will definitely repay it..."

"Hey——" Bu Xiangchen reached out with his hand, blocking the endless chatter behind him: "Mr. Zhu will use that set of nonsense that wanders around the flower street to fool people, and he clearly looks down on Xiang'er."

"Don't dare dare." Tantai Wuzhu was suffocated by her pressure, "every word, every sentence, comes from the heart, if there is a half-word, it will be thundered!"

——Only ghosts will believe such jingle-like words.Bu Xiangchen was so disturbed by him that he turned over and lay on his chest, his green fingers still restlessly wrapped around the green tassels hanging from his bun, and asked leisurely, "Which family is Mr. Zhu thinking about?" Girl, you're so impatient even when you're acting out every now and then. You can't be thinking about the person who poisoned you like this, right?"

Tantai Wuzhu looked at the gauze curtain on the top of Huawu in ecstasy and asked: "What day is it today?"

"It's been twenty days since you fell at the gate of Youmeng Tower." Bu Xiangchen tilted his head and looked at him, "Mr. Zhu doesn't think he wants to leave right now, does he?"

"Where..." Tantai Wuzhu's heart was in a mess, never thought that so many days had passed, what happened to Shuang Yueyue?What about the fortune ball?Who was the person who suddenly poisoned him?Grandmaster, you haven't been picked on by Du Wuyou, have you?But if Nishigong Diaoying found out that he was not in Yanlou, he would definitely return immediately. Logically, there shouldn't be any trouble... ah!that person!

Seeing that his face was cloudy, Bu Xiangchen smiled sweetly, loosened the tassels that had been smoothed by her with her slender fingers, and slid along the side of the plump and jade-like face all the way to the neck: "Mr. Zhu is distracted and walking like this, It really makes Xiang'er sad, is my charm so low?"

Tantai Wuzhu felt that the two fingers with long and pointed nails were pacing back and forth behind his ears, in his current state where the lingering poison was not cleared and he couldn't use any of his internal energy, he was afraid that he would not be good to accompany him, Chunsuo's beauty urged him to use his internal energy, It was his blood spattered three feet.He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Hua, forgive me, it's really... you were still a man when we met last time, and when we turned around, this, I don't know how to adapt to it..."

"Hmph." Bu Xiangchen's face turned cold, Furong Chunnuan dissipated, "Zhu Jun wasted the name of 'Zhang Taiqing Xiang', and said such disappointing words."

Tantai Wuzhu noticed that she withdrew her hand, and then showed an ordinary and easy expression: "In any case, my life was saved by Mr. Hua. Although Mr. Hua can't judge with common sense, it is absolutely useless. My dear fellow, since I have the guts to come to the Eighth Stage Divine Ability for help, and I am confident that I can afford Mr. Hua's offer, we might as well be quicker and let it go."

Bu Xiangchen saw that he was obviously the fish on the sword, but he was so natural and unrestrained, and he was not to be outdone: "It's not easy to cultivate the eighth-grade supernatural power, and you need to constantly replenish yin and yang, so it's better... to ask Mr. Zhu to kill you." Promise!"

"Pfft." Tantai Wuzhu said with a smile, "Mr. Hua's guests are like crucian carp crossing the river, so it's my turn to come down and recommend pillow mats."

"Oh, Mr. Zhu is used to being cynical and sarcastic." Bu Xiangchen picked up a piece of plain sleeve and slowly stroked the bamboo pattern on it. "All good men die these days. Although Sanyu is handsome, he will always be there Worrying about the country and the people, and occupying the moral high ground early on, anyone who thinks badly about him is self-deprecating and being a villain in vain, which has earned him a lifetime of fame; Yinzi is quite funny to girls, but also too old-fashioned. He is not funny at all; after calculation, only Xiao Si is good, lively and natural, with a sweet mouth, without the twists and turns of adults, but unfortunately he still looks like a child, so he can only be used as a son; Qi Luosheng is a good person , so good that even I can't bear to do it, it's really a crime. Sigh, what do you want as a woman? Isn't it just a deep love between two people, forever?"

Tantai Wuzhu's eyes were dim, and he sighed sadly: "Sentimental and ruthless, affectionate and shallow, I'm afraid they are in the middle of the game, and they themselves can't figure it out. —— Why don't we come to something practical." He raised his tone, The person has turned over and sat up, making judgments, the green silk sash rustling past the ears, the breath is connected, the jade face shines brightly, just like the sun shining on the flowers and trees, "The illustrations and embroidered portraits on the cover and back cover of Hua Jun's new storybook are in the next hand Arrangements, unlimited number of sheets, optional size, beauty, beauty, ugliness, height, shortness, fatness, and thinness are up to you!"

Graceful eyes opened, and Bu Xiangchen turned her head up to meet this handsome face. Even after all the storms, she was still in a state of turmoil. An abacus had already appeared in her mind, and she was clattering and calculating if her novel would match up with her. How much more can Zhu Jun’s paintings sell, how many more copies can be sold than before, and tens of thousands of copies can be printed to make more money...

"It's a deal!" She was shocked by the astronomical figures she calculated.

Taking advantage of her time to settle the accounts, Tantai Wuzhu hid one hand behind her back and quickly wrote a word in the air. Borrowing a piece of warm wind, she flicked her fingers lightly, and a wisp of thin smoke followed a curtain of soft red and light emerald green to chase away the dust. and go.

The content of the transaction between Nihai Chongfan and Yandu soon spread to Zhongyuan Zhengdao.

Jiu Shenlian was born, and a group of demons and ghosts already smelled the smell of apocalyptic carnival in the air, and began to watch the wind and move, taking turns to appear on the stage, and the group of demons danced wildly.However, Yandu had caused such a big natural disaster and public grievances before, but its position was ambiguous, but it occupied the aura of changing seasons in a difficult situation. It was a question of war or harmony, survival or destruction.The sudden news of the alliance between the two forces is really unusual.

The so-called Righteous Way means that there are many people. Whether it is the veteran peak of the Three Religions or the newly emerging Daozhen Lineage, before making every move, one needs to present the facts and reason in Luofu Mountain.

Liu Fengcui held the feather fan in his hand, and slowly thought about Shulou Longsu's proposal to destroy Nihai Chongfan's deal with Yandu, "It's my duty to eliminate demons and defend Taoism, and it's understandable that Yan wants to get away. Knowing his two-level transaction, why should we intervene? What is the name of the teacher?"

Long Su used to have a high bed to warm his pillow, but he was dragged by Jianzi Xianji to hold a meeting in the middle of the night. He was very dissatisfied, and just wanted to discuss a countermeasure quickly so that he could go back to catch up on sleep.The deal between Nihai Chongfan and Yandu seems to be that Yandu promised Nihai Chongfan that it will be impartial in the future, but how do you know that Yandu is not saving its strength and only waiting to show its power later?And sabotaging this deal, in the short term and long term, would be nothing short of drastic. "The Daoist Priest and Yandu don't have a deep relationship, and they don't know how profound the great master of Yandu is. If the Central Plains martial arts don't take this opportunity to firmly hold the handle of Gong Wuhou, I am afraid that Yandu will become bigger in the future. It’s not easy to clean up.”

"I don't know how much Longshou has suffered in Yandu." Liu Fengcui frowned, not knowing how to hold the meeting well, and then digressed a thousand miles away, "Now we are facing the troubled times of cults, and we are the first to bear the brunt of it." It should be to gather righteous forces, win the support of the people, and take hostages from other countries, which is not in line with the style of the Central Plains."

Long Suchai's temples were chaotic and sleepy, and he spoke with a bit of annoyance: "A dangerous organization like this is about life and death in a difficult situation, and we have nothing to do about it. If you want to sit back and relax, the best result is to check and balance each other. Hai Chongfan is well versed in this way, knowing that with Gongwuhou in hand, Guling Shiyan is just a momentary triumph, and the future will be long, so he can only be restrained by them step by step, and they can deal with us wholeheartedly." He looked at Yinzi The three of them, young and old, said, "Isn't it enough to live in the city for a while? Or do you want to live in a day when the heat wave is threatening today and the winter is counting to nine tomorrow?"

In the moonlight, the night is cool.

In a large sedan chair, with a gilt roof and a bright yellow curtain, eight people carry it on their shoulders and walk in the air, like walking on flat ground.Only the light window screen is not blown by the night wind, causing messy folds, but it finally stops lonely - the sedan chair has stopped firmly at the foot of Luofu Mountain.

Xigong Diaoying made people wait far away, walking towards the main peak alone.

There was a "creaking" sound of the wheels, and a blond-haired child rode a Kongming car from far to near, while riding, reciting a nursery rhyme: "Smoke and fog, the wind blows nothing. A teacher is not a teacher, and a disciple is not a disciple." Fog and smoke, blowing into the sky. A cloud of ashes, spinning in the nest!"

Xigong Diaoying frowned slightly, standing on the narrow and long mountain road, but said plainly: "We are in the smoke capital Xigong Diaoying, please come down the mountain to meet Senior Yinzi."

Kong Ming's car had no way out, so he was forced to stop in front of him. The young boy laughed like a bell: "Big brother, you look so smart, why don't you know that children are going to be coaxed? You don't even bring a piece of candy. , I don’t want to deliver the letter for you!”

Xigong Diaoying was in a bad mood, looked down, and his green eyes were dark and dark: "Which normal child would ride around on a Kongming car in the middle of the night, are you deceiving me?"

The toddler pretended to be greatly frightened: "Big brother, your expression is so scary. Does your master know what you look like?"

"Little Four." Suddenly, white plum blossoms bloomed, the black clothes were silent, and the gray-haired Taoist descended from the clouds, "You go back first." With a wave of the dust fly on his shoulder, he held it between his elbows and said "please" pose.

Xigong Diaoying saluted solemnly, and then walked forward.

Seeing that his right arm was slightly bent in front of him, with his sleeves facing the wind, he seemed to be in a state of invincibility, and he understood it, and he was also a little bit embarrassed, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and the spirit of the master is no longer the night."

"Senior said back then that 'the future cannot be chased', no matter how arrogant Nishinomiya Diaoying is, he has to admit that he is powerless." Nishinomiya Diaoying paused for a while, with endless melancholy flowing in his conversation, "Even my junior understands that I am There was a lot of time to slowly resolve it, but chose to be indifferent, always thinking that everything the master did was justified and everything was under his control, and felt that his hard work and hard work would be understood by the younger brother sooner or later. As a result, until now It’s too late to come back.”

He tried to get him out of the soft red cage, and let him realize that Yan didn't only have the cruel side he remembered. He took a quick look at the flowers, still guarding his golden screen and locking himself; he showed He dismissed it with the scenery of smoke and clouds clearing the sky, and the joy of Lingge singing over the moon. He just wanted to follow the waves and fly to the sky; he designed so that the pair of master and apprentice could have a chance to communicate, but who knew that there would be twists and turns in the end. He was also increasingly unable to understand what was conveyed in the eyes of the two; or even, he tried to use that bit of fellowship to entangle him, but with the sound of the tower bell, it became a dream.

It's ridiculous that so many people often lament that they can't help themselves and their lives are not in control of others, and they groan with sorrow all year round; but he obviously has so many choices, but he is stubborn about one road, and he will not regret it until he reaches the south wall.

And Nishinomiya Diaoying is conceited in his calculations, and he can rely on the person next to him who is neither relatives nor relatives, neither enemy nor friend, to give him a solution that is not a solution.

But who would have expected that, originally, he was guarding against the pill that the master and apprentice would fight, but for Shulou Longsu, who had never figured it out until now, how could it be mixed into the Yanbing battle so unimaginably, he took away the palace. Open the seal early if there is no future.What made people laugh and cry was that later they learned that the great master had indeed arranged for a backup, and God knows why someone would be late.Flowing water, falling flowers, spring is gone, all helplessness is fate. "...With nothing to do, Nishinomiya Diaoying had no choice but to have the cheek to ask Senior for another one."

The expression on Yinzi's face seemed to be covered with clouds. He didn't know whether it was cold or hot, but he just looked at Nishinomiya Diaoying: "The words of destiny are often spoken without proof. Only when all the ways of life are dead ends can people learn it." Bow your head. But you, do you still decide to try again?"

Xigong Diaoying only let out a long sigh, like the breath of a person who was about to suffocate, "I only hope that the senior will be fulfilled. Naturally, if there is anything that can be of service in the future, Xigong Diaoying is willing to be driven .”

The porcelain bottle is cool, holding it in the palm of the hand, it quickly takes away the little warmth that was originally not much.

Yinzi's voice seemed to come from nine days away: "Actually, there may be a turning point in Gong Wuhou's life soon, but are you willing to accept it?"

There should be no hatred.Gong Wuhou reminded herself like this.

Originally, it was time to draw a clear line with this place, and there was no expectation, so no matter whether it is worshiped by the masses or implicated, it is nothing to him.

But why, still unhappy, the moment he heard the news, the pain and numbness from a sap, suddenly the blood in his whole body surged up, the five flavors were tormented, and his heart was piercing.

It seemed that he was also looking forward to something.

He looked at the figure in the copper mirror, the soft red ten feet brightly illuminated by the lamps and candles, but it only showed a desert like a setting sun beyond recognition, the copper leak was quick, and his breathing was silent, and it took a long time before he realized that he was trembling slightly.

I can no longer tell what I really want.

Zhu Hanhong helped him change his clothes with his eyes swollen, and at the end he took out a sachet from his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Zhu Han Wufu followed the son, this sachet was made by his father, it is Zhu Han's most precious thing , son, take it with you..."

Gong Wuhou smiled happily: "How many times have I told you not to cry."

But I still couldn't help shivering.

I don't know if it's Xigong Diaoying's words slowly gaining stamina, or whether Gong Wuhou's red dress is too eye-catching in the ink-like flat forest of Yandu, and the passing smoke of the ancient tomb is as smooth and coherent as the smoke in front of him. For a moment, I can't continue anymore.

This is the color I am used to.The sky is miserable, and he is the only one with a glistening body, occupying all of Xuanyan.Static Chen Luoqi, moving hidden pearls.Zhu Yan's tassels are hanging like ribbons.The cinnabar is like weeping, and the crimson lips are full and ready to drip.It is expected that Dongjun should hate him forever, and there will be no spring three times in two years.Such a dream, holding it in my arms, I'm afraid it will all fade away.

Thousands of miles of wind blowing, a river of smoke passing away, seeing Zhu suddenly become green.

Gu Ling Shiyan has met so many people in his life, most of them are hideous and mediocre, and he can only remember a few faces.For example, Jin Wuzhen is cold-eyed, traces are eternal and noble, and Tantai Wuzhu is casual, so they don't bother to bother when they are well.There were only two disciples who made him concentrate, but Xigong Diaoying was used to restraining himself, and followed behind silently.There is only one palace without a queen in this world, who is willing to face him with all his sincerity, even if it is all resentment in the end.

He was sent to Yandu at the age of two, and it has been the second year since he was treated and recuperated until he was able to move as usual.At that time, the snow cleared, and in the world of Qionglou and Jade Stairs, two children were playing in front of the court.Childish and childlike face, wearing a red jacket, falling plums and lying in snow.Seeing him coming, she didn't panic, just tugged at the sleeve of the older child: "Brother Diaoying, who is that person?"

"Oh, that's Master."

"Master..." So a pair of dark eyes looked at him from a distance, with all the gorgeous expressions, and no other distractions.

For some reason, the overly clear eyes seemed to be able to negate all his past successes and dissatisfaction, which made him feel subtle hostility and frowned slightly.

The child is so sensitive, as soon as his eyes swept over him, he knew he was afraid, and tremblingly hid behind his senior brother.But still couldn't help but peeked over, his eyes flickered like a frightened deer, exquisite and cute beyond description.

Jinse passed away for no reason, it seems that this is the only way to think about it at this moment.

It turned out that the child was so big back then.It turned out that the gentle demeanor back then had been sealed up in his heart unmoved till now.

Over the eye torrential clouds and mist.Where to look again.

Over there, Nishinomiya Diaoying stayed up all night for several days in a row, she lost her human figure, her eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy, and she still had to exert herself to negotiate matters with the black criminal peacock.

Even Liang Shougong was summoned back, and when he saw that there was no queen in the palace, his miserable white face collapsed a bit, and he cried out, "Dan Gong..."

They are all like other people's stories, and have nothing to do with the two people standing between the heaven and the earth.

It was Bian Xijun who took a step forward, followed by a person who obediently held a lacquer plate, and the gold bottle was overflowing.

Nishinomiya Diaoying was stunned, and his snow-white face turned green: "Ben Xi-kun! Don't push yourself too hard!"

The black criminal peacock is arrogant and domineering: "Dan Gong martial arts is rare in this world, and I have to be cautious. How about it? Will Nishi Gong go back on his word?"

Gong Wuhou's demeanor remained undiminished, and she took the wine glass as gracefully as usual persuading wine and reciting poems.

The audience gasped.

Even Guling Shiyan finally showed a look of shock and stretched out his hand subconsciously.

But seeing Gong Wuhou unceremoniously raised her head and drank a full glass.

There will also be a thought in my heart: if this cup goes down, nothing will happen...

The medicine took effect quickly, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

But he felt vast and generous.

Only the most outstanding works are worth destroying.

Since you treat me like nothing, I can also abandon your painstaking efforts to cultivate me like a shoestring.You and I, master and apprentice, should be equal after all.

He supported Zhu Hong, still as arrogant as he used to be when he stood in the cold window for fame, he refused to bend his waist, and he swallowed and swallowed the bone-scratching pain gradually... Gradually, the bones seemed to be fast. It collapsed, the five senses became dull, the qi going in and out became as thin and lifeless as ordinary people, and even Zhu Hong and even Zhu Hong's singing could no longer be felt...

In his heart, there was confusion and joy, and finally exhausted his last bit of strength, holding Zhu Hong tightly, and handing it directly to his master.

Guling Shiyan was caught in a stormy sea, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, he clung to the sword.

Life and death are boundless, tossing and turning six ways, and finally came to meet in this life.Because they are not blood relatives, they had to cut off each other's veins, and they couldn't tell who was who's blood spattered and blended together, so they could find an excuse to keep entanglement.

So hard, so tragic, but only for this moment, parting?

What if we never meet again in this life?

Before he could think clearly, his hands sank, and he hurriedly looked again, only to see the burning red sleeves brushing past like the wind sweeping lotuses, light and dazed.

Zhu Jian has changed hands, and tassel sword tassels flowed across his wrist, and the strings of agates shine brightly against the sun.

He suddenly remembered that during so many nights, he carefully sifted through every jade stone, discarding those that were not the right size or mixed with a little ice flakes. A sword, remembering that patience will surprise me, but I don't remember my mind at that time.Until the sword was thrown back into his hand again, until his heart was suddenly burnt to ashes, but he could no longer open his mouth to make the other party take back his resolute fate.

Relatively close to each other, Miao Ruo mountains and rivers.

Gong Wuhou got tired of this drama and exited hastily.

But when he turned around, someone grabbed his wrist.Xigong Diaoying was surprisingly thin, but his cold and bloodless left hand held him tightly, as if he didn't want him to break the shackles, held him tightly, and drove towards Dan Gong's car.

Gong Wuhou was so weak that he had no choice but to let him go.

He frowned, his blue eyes were deep and cold, his plain shirt trailed off, and the fragrance of orchids had withered.

Not knowing whether it was sorrow or joy or sorrow or pity, Gong Wuhou couldn't help turning her head away from looking at him.The only good thing is that along the way, he always pushed this person away, pretending to be deaf and dumb.Fearing that his mind would falter and become weak, he nodded in a daze, obeyed his wish, and fulfilled his wish.Otherwise, wouldn't it be a big joke for the world to come to this situation.

Nishinomiya Diaoying supported him to finish these hasty steps, and there was nothing he could do.

However, the city of smoke and the prosperous country in the four realms favor the rituals of heaven, gods, humans and ghosts. No matter what the situation is, the rituals cannot be discarded.Since the master of Yandu is in charge of the five rites [Note 1], he must get rid of distracting thoughts, keep his face unchanged, and follow the etiquette as a ritual. When sending off, he still needs to recite elegant words in a stylized manner.

"Zhi must be drunk and dance with the wind, and the flowers will be scattered when he wakes up." He read dryly.

Gong Wuhou smiled: "They are not blood relatives, how can they break their belts?" After saying that, she pulled up her sleeves and boarded the car.

The wheels whirled.

He raised his head and looked to the other side, the master held the red sword and went back into the room without looking back.The bottom of the sleeves is shining faintly, the hem of the clothes moves without wind, and the clear shadow rises, infinitely lost, like a crane that wants to fly away from the world.

Just like that, the two walked away from him in their respective directions.

The golden wind and the jade dew are hard to come by in good times. He is alone in the cold and frosty autumn, the leaves are scattered and the ice is separated, and the cold dew invades his muscles.

The wind moves, the red tent opens, and the smoke and water look several times blue.

The author has something to say: [Note 1] Refer to the description of "Little Zongbo" in "Zhou Li Chunguan Zongbo No. [-]".