The gentleman is to blame

Space debris, the northern region of the ancient Taixuan Mountain.

There is only one semi-sunken painting boat on Xiaoxiang Lake, and a wind brocade on the stern of the boat floats randomly on the surface of the lake.

Inside the cave next to Xiaoxiang Lake.

Xie Nangui opened his folding fan. Unlike others' folding fans, his own folding fan was blank and contained nothing. He didn't know what he should draw, nor what he could draw.

Staring at my folding fan for a long time, just like my own life, I made a wrong decision, lost what I wanted, and now only pain and trouble remain.

On the night market, Song Huaizhen wore hibiscus flowers on his head, and he and himself each held candied haws, so embarrassed that they dragged him away from everyone's eyes.

Pulling him all the way quickly, panicking and not choosing the way, it's a lie.

When Song Huaizhen was sleeping in the afternoon, he had found out about this place a long time ago, it was the old residence of Xifu in Lingfeng Pavilion.

How can there be so many coincidences? Although there is no coincidence, there is a certainty in the coincidence.It's just that fate gathers and fate breaks up, but you force yourself to believe that this is a miracle in the world, it's really ridiculous.

After Song Huaizhen woke up in a daze, he found himself covered with a robe.I seem to be in a place like a cave, with pale lanterns hanging on the walls that are very similar to those on the painted boats.With a little moonlight and a lantern, he found Xie Nangui sitting not far from him in a daze, doing very strange things.

Xie Nangui sat beside him alone, looking at a pale white hibiscus flower in his hand.

During the Hibiscus Festival, people in Xifu enjoy flower viewing and pick flowers in the afternoon.In the night market at night, unmarried girls will choose to pick a hibiscus flower they like and put it on their head. If a man likes a girl's house, he will pick the flower from the girl's head and get married together. the meaning of.Only a dull Taoist priest like Song Huaizhen who lived in the deep mountains and old forests all year round could not see the mystery clearly.

Xie Nangui looked at the hibiscus flower in his hand, and threw it on the ground without hesitation.Sitting blankly for a while, thinking about it, he walked over to pick it up again, and put it in his arms.After struggling for a long time, he took it out of his arms and threw it on the ground.

Finally, I mustered up the courage and put the flowers in my arms again.

Song Huaizhen didn't know Xie Nangui's complex emotional changes, he could only see someone throwing flowers and picking them up, because the behavior was so weird, Song Huai was really dumbfounded.

The two of them were just like that, each in a daze for a while, neither of them spoke.

Song Huaizhen came back to his senses, walked up to Xie Nangui, handed him the robe, and said, "Xie Nangui, thank you very much."

Xie Nangui took back his robe, and said, "I have scattered the resentful spirits of Biyin, and it may be difficult to reunite."

Song Huaizhen looked at the unscathed Xie Nangui, and said, "Brother Nangui is really hiding in the city."

Xie Nangui didn't speak, just stared at the fan.

Song Huaizhen said, "Song wants to give Brother Nan Gui a gift as a life-saving gift, it depends on whether Brother Nan Gui is willing or not."

Xie Nangui thought of Song Huaizhen wearing hibiscus flowers, and thought it was very funny. This kind of person can still promise to give someone a gift, tried his best to hold back his laughter, and said, "What gift?"

"Brother Nangui is proficient in martial arts and medicine, he must be no better than an idler like me. I would like to recommend myself to paint on this fan. If Brother Nangui saves my life in the future, I will play a song for you with Weaving Dreams. how?"

"Unexpectedly, brother Huaizhen can not only paint but also play music, who did he learn from?"

"Who cares about me, my master or my junior brother? There are some books in the library, all of which I have learned by myself. If there are any problems, I will repair the books and send them to Uncle Zhong. Uncle Zhong will write back to me, so I am not a master. If you don't want to, it's okay."

"Okay, I promise you, don't break your promise."

Song Huaizhen said, "Then I would like to thank brother Nangui for showing me your love."

The two looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Song Huaizhen turned around, coughed twice, and said, "How should we get out now?"

Xie Nangui said, "I'm not very clear either."

Song Huaizhen said, "I think that quiet and desolate place is the former northern region of Taixuan Mountain. In addition to this Xiaoxiang Lake and the cave, we walked all the way, and there is no strange thing in the open space, and there is no light. Solved, I think, we can take down the lantern on the cave wall and try to walk into the cave."

Xie Nangui nodded, picked up the wall and chanted.Song Huaizhen flew up, took down the lantern, and the two walked towards the inside of the cave.

There is nothing special about the inside of the cave, just as dead and quiet.

The two kept walking and finally saw the exit.

Song Huaizhen saw what he least wanted to see.

It is an altar, and there is a huge formation on the ground, most likely it is the blood sacrifice formation drawn by Chu Zehan back then.There are many dried up corpses on the ground, which have long been changed beyond recognition, and their appearances cannot be seen clearly, piled up one after another.Not like a person, but like lifeless firewood.

The evil weapon wall chant, the magic weapon of the fallen fairy Chu Zehan, and the blood sacrifice array sounded like ancient stories, but at this moment, Song Huaizhen saw these dry corpses with his own eyes, and only then began to hate himself. What ancient stories, these are all Live life.The souls of these people were sacrificed by the blood, and all the obsession and resentment left behind were also taken away by the people who killed them. There was nothing left and was used up.

These immortal disciples from ancient times came to Taixuan Mountain with hope, but Chu Zehan used his own self-interest to destroy them all.Is it okay to take another person's life just because you're bored?

"Song Huaizhen, don't cry." Xie Nangui walked over, patted Song Huaizhen's back lightly, and said, "These people are, are gone, and all we can do now is to wipe out all those who covet Biyin. I I know that killing each other in the six realms has long been commonplace, and I also know that even in today's Daqi, it cannot be said that there is no such thing. We can't save everyone, but the burden that falls on you and me, we must Pick it up, this way, this way you can live up to your original intention!"

Song Huaizhen said, "Xie Nangui, I can't judge what your purpose is, but I'm willing to take a gamble and block you and me as fellow travelers. Please, please live up to the inner truth between you and me!" After finishing speaking, he turned towards Xie Nangui I bowed my hands deeply.

Xie Nanguidao didn't speak, but also bowed his hand to Song Huaizhen.

Song Huaizhen said, "I know there is a way to break this formation, you can use the resentment power as I said to try."

Xie Nangui walked towards the altar step by step, mobilized the resentment in his body, opened the folding fan, and saw Xie Nangui attacking with silver needles on weekdays, most of them did not have spiritual power. It was bright, and the silver needles released attacked the five formation eyes on the altar.

Song Huaizhen looked at the silver needles that looked like flames, shook his head and said, one or two of them are bound up with this unlucky resentment, I really don't know what evil they have done.

The circle remained silent.

Xie Nangui returned to Song Huaizhen's side, and said, "It seems that this array cannot be cracked like this."

Song Huaizhen frowned, it seemed that he could only gamble, then tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, walked forward, and forcibly mobilized the spiritual power into the eyes one by one.

The space was as bright as day, as if the formation was expanding endlessly, including Song Huaizhen and Xie Nangui.

After regaining consciousness, the two appeared in a quiet and dilapidated courtyard.

Bi Yin disappeared, and Xie Nangui was holding a jade pendant with the word "Zhen Yue" written on it.It turned out to be the ancient lotus heart jade of Princess Zhenyue.

Song Huaizhen was very uncomfortable at the moment, all he could see in his eyes was blood-red images, and all ghosts were crying in his ears. At this moment, someone grabbed his wrist—it was Xie Nangui.

Xie Nangui absorbed part of the resentment in Song Huaizhen's body, and said, "Is it better?"

Song Huai really wanted to thank him but saw that Xie Nangui had already left.

"This is the old house that Pavilion Master Lin bought in Xifu. I inquired about it this afternoon."

"Then don't tell me!"

Xie Nangui automatically ignored Song Huaizhen's question and recounted his conversation with Cang Ling.

"The lotus heart ancient jade, there are very few records of ancient events, especially when we have such an incident in Taixuan Mountain, we wish to destroy all the records. I don't know what is special about this jade, so let me say It must contain a lot of spiritual energy."

"Realist Xubai took these two together, he must have used some kind of formation. Speaking of which, it's fortunate that you have spiritual power, otherwise you and I would be trapped in space fragments today. I don't know where Biyin went, You take this jade first, I think there will be a chance in the future, and there will be an answer."

Returning from the fragments of the ancient Taixuan Mountain Northern Territory to the bustling Xifu Night Market, it really feels like a world away.

Song Huaizhen said, "Shards of time and space are not bound by the power of time. Presumably the time there has already stopped."

Xie Nangui nodded, "Yes, nothing will grow or die there, it is a completely static domain."

Song Huaizhen said, "I see that you and I have nothing to do. There is a place selling calligraphy and painting in front of you. I will give you money and ask them to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstone. You and I will go to a secluded place. How about I draw a fan for you?" ?”

Xie Nangui smiled and said, "Brother Huaizhen is really true, what you say is true."

When passing the candied haws stall, Song Huaizhen stared at it.Xie Nangui stepped forward generously, asked the boss to buy a bunch of candied haws, held it in his hands, and said, "Take it as me, thank you for your painting, and I will give it to you after painting."

Song Huai was very happy in his heart, and the two bought pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and ran to a brightly lit gazebo.

Xie Nangui helped grind it, Song Huaizhen spread out the folding fan, and drew an elegant pink hibiscus flower with tender white petals, a total of five pieces, in the shape of a five-pointed star, but not so sharp, but soft and arc-shaped.The roots of each piece are deposited with vivid red.After painting a picture of Xifu hibiscus, Song Huaizhen inscribed on the fan, "If flowers are compared to human affairs, flowers and human affairs are the same. (Tang Longya)."

Song Huaizhen said, "Nothing in the world can exist independently, they are all interdependent. Since the resentment in your body can exist, there must be a way to break it."

Xie Nangui smiled and said, "I have a lot of troubles on my body, but now I am starting to comfort me."

"Then I wonder if brother Nan Gui is satisfied with the hibiscus painting painted by Song?"

"The four great joys in life are sweet rains after a long drought, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, wedding night in the bridal chamber, and the time of being named on the gold list. I didn't take any of the four items today, but I am really overjoyed."

"Could it be because of my hibiscus picture?"

"Although I have never had an old acquaintance, but today, it can be considered that those who know me say that I am worried."

"It seems that Brother Nan Gui likes my hibiscus picture very much, so please give me the candied haws."

Xie Nangui smiled, handed the candied haws to Song Huaizhen, and then picked up the folding fan. His blank folding fan is no longer blank today, and he is not the only one on this road.

The road ahead is long, but if you have someone to accompany you, you will not feel lonely.

When the Songfeng is ten miles away, Xiaoyifeng first month round.