Nine Desolation Youth Tour

The waving autumn wind blew up the clothes, and the fallen leaves and small debris from the street floated for a short time in the wind, and then slowly returned to the ground.

The street was deserted, and the bustle of Jinling seemed to have nothing to do with this place.

A young master just entering the city stopped the passers-by who were in a hurry and asked in a low voice, "Where is Yifu in the west of the city?"

The passer-by looked at him inexplicably, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, hurriedly pointed in the direction, paused for a while, and said: "Young master, that is a haunted place, and the people living in it are... "

He had a word in his mouth a few times, and the person who asked the question looked up, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he didn't dare to say more.

The young man who was asking the question looked at the back of the passer-by leaving with a gloomy expression.

There is a family in a deep alley, and a disheveled man sits in front of the dilapidated door.

He has been here for many years.Crazy, delirious, anyone who asks a question will only smile crazily and foolishly, but sits on the stone steps of this door every day, humming the same sentence repeatedly with his head down, listening carefully to the bold, It's an out-of-tune tune.

"That's a bewitched madman," said the people.

Last night, it was raining and windy, and the dead branches and leaves were blown all over the place.The poor lunatic was humming a tune and counting the fallen leaves when suddenly a pair of silver boots stepped on the dead branches on the ground and came against the light.

The person sitting in front of the steps looked up and saw a very handsome face.

The visitor was dressed in brocade, looked down at the lunatic in front of him from a high position, and said with a sigh: "Wei Zhanmei, you also have today."

"... Hehe." The lunatic leaned against the green-stained wall, lowered his head, and continued to sing, as if he didn't realize it: "Repay my life, repay my life, repay my life... my life..."

"—don't know me?"

The man who came showed his hostility without any concealment, and pushed the poor creature to the ground.The right face of Wei Zhanmei in his mouth was tightly pressed against the rough ground, and he was still struggling to reach the broken bowl next to him with a smirk - there was half a bowl of muddy water in it, and two moth-eaten dead leaves floated on the surface of the water.And Sun Liangren put one hand on the back of his neck, snatched the broken bowl that even beggars in the suburbs detested, and with a flick of his wrist, poured all the water on his face.

In the past, there were many stars and moons when going in and out, and I didn’t drink anything other than fairy dew, and I didn’t drink it unless it was a jade plate. It’s not suitable for food, but today it’s desolate in a back alley, how sad and ridiculous.

People who have seen his former scenery really laughed out loud.

Amidst the laughter, the poor worm who had been reduced to dust raised his eyes, wiped away the wet marks on his face, water dripped from his tangled hair, and he flicked the water droplets away with his fingers.

"Wei Zhanmei, Wei Zhanmei," the man laughed enough, "Do you still think of me as Sun Liangren back then? You can't even tell if you're really crazy or just putting on airs?"

The eyes of the person who committed evil deeds were red, but the person who was splashed with water was very calm. He slowly lowered his head and mocked: "...to this day, you still come to see me laughing."

If you show it to your neighbors, you must exclaim aloud—a person who has been crazy for 20 years can still speak normally.

Sun Liangren watched him closely, seeing his embarrassed posture, and let out a sneer from the tip of his nose.

He let go.

"Take me in." A hand gripped his throat tightly and slowly retracted, and he repeated: "Take me in."

Confused emotions surfaced on his face, Wei Zhan, who was strangled by the neck, looked at this person with fluttering eyebrows, but felt in a daze that he had never known him.

He smiled flatteringly, but this face was no longer as exquisite as it used to be, and the old and haggard human skin covered the white bones twisted painfully, showing its ugly appearance: "...Take, take...as long as you let me go... "

He was leading the way ahead, his throat still hurting—the man just pressed him against the wall and pinched him for a long time, almost holding the loose hand of Black and White Impermanence who came to kill him.In a daze, he felt as if he had walked down the road to hell.

Behind him said: "Wei Zhanmei, why are you so old?"

His footsteps faltered, Wei Zhanmei subconsciously wanted to hide his white hair, and after realizing how ridiculous his actions were, he put down his hands and said calmly, "The cultivation base is gone."

Cultivation is the whole reason for staying beautiful.Without cultivation, of course there will be birth, old age, sickness and death, and of course there will be blue hair and hair.

"Oh?" Sun Liangren's reaction was very normal, and he even continued to mock: "Which woman is it for this time?"

Wei Zhanmei didn't answer, and pushed open the dilapidated door. There was an ear-piercing "creak" sound accompanied by falling dust, which made people feel disgusted at first glance, and Wei Zhanmei, who grew up in the brocade heap since childhood, seemed to have Getting used to this environment, he even showed a smile, but he has been crazy for too long, and the corner of his mouth is like a madman who is about to grin to the ear: "Please."

"...Your smile is so ugly." Sun Liangren stepped in, looked at the cold couch with a quilt, and his eyes stayed on the cotton wadding turned out from the edge of the dirty quilt.

He was stunned, for some reason, he vaguely recalled the old things from a long time ago.

In front of Shu Yuquan, under Qin Fangchuan, there was once a young man in fine clothes rubbing his sleepy eyes, followed by twenty brocade servants, shouting and yawning, one of the servants offered an exquisite pastry with both hands. A child can tell at a glance that it must be something their family can't afford without food and drink for a month.The young man picked up a piece, frowned and threw it back to the tray after only a small mouthful, saying in disgust, "What is it, throw it out and feed it to the dog!"

The boy who led the child answered in a low voice: "That is the young master of the Wei family, sir, I always like his straightforward temperament, so the young master is also the only servant that Shi Tianfu allows."

At first glance, it looks like a young man who rides on a fat horse, wears light fur, looks like a jade cup, and is raised by Xi Feng and thick shoes.

After the boy over there complained about the pastry, he caught a glimpse of this side, trotted over, and showed a bright smile, "The one next to Mr. Xiao is a new disciple? Oh, what's your name?"

……

Although it was a long time ago, the memories that never seemed to fade only appeared for a moment, and he continued to look at the narrow hut with fixed eyes.

In fact, there is nothing to look at, except for the bed, there is only a small round table left, and there are only two stools beside it.There is a pot and two lamps on the table, that's all.

But it is not as good as the scenery when one person occupied a yard in those days.

Sun Liangren lifted his clothes and sat down, picked up a teacup and rubbed it in his hand, the prickly wooden thorn reminded him: "You made this yourself?"

Things that haven't even been ground, no one wants a penny on the market.No, it should be said that no one will sell it at all.

Wei Zhan's eyebrows were rarely cramped, and he coughed lightly: "I just have nothing to do. I'm so stupid."

Sun Liangren said something of unclear meaning: "I remember when you held the carved jade cup of three hundred spirit jade and said, 'What rubbish'."

Ah, at that time Wei Zhanmei was still a pampered and wealthy son. He had three older brothers and one older sister who were used to him. He spent as much money as he could in the splendor. His food and clothing were all top-notch. How could he know the sufferings of the world.

At that time, a disciple who admired Wei Zhanmei searched for a set of tea sets and sent them to him. Wei Zhanmei lost the novelty in an instant and said "what rubbish".

It's just that today's situation is different from the past. Compared with the prospects and the down-and-out situation, it is particularly unbearable.

Wei Zhan raised his eyebrows and didn't answer.Sun Liangren suddenly felt that the person in front of him was indeed different. He was no longer the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses. He had already worn away his edges and corners in the ups and downs of his experience, and he became silent.

No, maybe it's just that they have nothing to say.

Surrounded by silence, Sun Liangren spoke first: "—do you remember Gu Yu?"

Wei Zhan raised his eyebrows suddenly, "She's not dead?"

"Originally it was no different from death, but I am still continuing her life."

"I think—" In the middle of speaking, he stopped himself first.

Sun Liangren didn't seem to see his gloomy eyes, and resolutely refused: "No."

Wei Zhan said slowly: "...Oh, if she can wake up, remember to take good care of her."

"You should take care of yourself first." Sun Liangren stared at his white hair, "What did you do to spoil yourself like this?"

In this somewhat aggressive tone, one could hear a bit of anger and frustration.

It seems that Sun Liangren has not changed much in recent years.

Wei Zhan lowered his head and smiled, but in Sun Liangren's eyes, there were many other meanings.He turned his head and moved a little harder, the wound he had just scratched on the ground was bleeding again, but he didn't seem to notice it, and giggled: "My body that is exhausted from oil and lamps is fine. Oh, yes Now, there is an old man's son, and I think you'd like to see him."

Ruan Chongsheng made a calm gesture: "Is it enough to take advantage of it, sky, cloud, and song?"

The last three words, one word at a time, were full of anger.

Tian Yunge, who was wearing an unfamiliar skin, laughed loudly: "I won't harm you, Shengsheng, just do me a favor."

These words sound very familiar, not long ago when Jinling reunited, Shi Tianfu contacted privately, the second son of Tianyun clan also told him, don't worry, I will not harm you.

He clenched the copper coins tightly in his hand, only feeling cold all over his body.

Tian Yunge also said with great interest: "How did you see it? I thought you couldn't see it at first glance, so you have to wait until I tell you."

"Yourself." Ruan Chongsheng said concisely.

Tian Yunge came to a sudden: "Is it something that was exposed in the brothel?" He frowned, "It shouldn't be, Qian Zhu and I are indeed old lovers, she..."

Ruan Chongsheng said: "Have you ever thought that maybe I knew from the very beginning that you were not Uncle Ruan?"

He held Hu Yang Hu Yue, looked at the dilapidated gate in front of him, his eyes swept over a drop of blood on the ground: "Who is inside?"

Tian Yunge smiled and asked back: "Why are you panicking?" He said distressedly: "No, you know it's me, and you can still take advantage of me? I don't believe it."

"I know that I am indeed not from the Ruan family. The only ones who have never had contact with any elders of the Ruan family since childhood are my senior brother, Xiao Hehua and you. Senior brother can't leave Tianjiuhuang easily, Xiaohehua... I don't need to say. What might be next, do you need to guess?"

He looked directly into Tian Yunge's eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, you have a habit. When you walk, you always unconsciously lower your eyes and look to the left rear. This is something you didn't realize. But from my first When I saw you for the first time when I met you in Tianfu, you always did this action." He sighed: "I know it's you, and I'll tell you why I know it's you, should you tell me now, what's in it? , who is it?"

"...He and your good senior brother also have old friends. Maybe you have heard of a name." He paused every word: "Wei, Zhan, Mei."