The gentleman is to blame

Having nothing to do in the evening, the two simply walked to the plum garden together.The plum garden is not big, much smaller than Song Huaizhen imagined.

In a square courtyard, many plum trees were planted, but no plum blossoms were in full bloom this season, and the branches were all bare.An old hut can be seen behind the plum blossom grove, presumably it should be the place where Zhou Xi lived before his death.The cottage and the adjoining plum tree were enclosed by a low fence.Such an ordinary scenery must have been loved and loved by Zhou Xi in Pengcheng during his lifetime, otherwise it would be a bit inconceivable that this place could become a grand scenery.

The sound of the flute gradually came from a distance, and Song Huaizhen listened attentively, but it was not as melodious and friendly as described by the people of Pengcheng.On the contrary, it is a bit sad, and if you listen carefully, it is not only sad, but also horrifying.Song Huaizhen knew the rhythm himself, but felt that the sound of the flute was mixed with some strange and evil forces, and he felt dizzy when he heard it.Hallucinations gradually emerged in front of my eyes.

In a rather exquisite courtyard, a woman was seen playing the lyre from a distance.The woman's dress is simple and elegant, the headdress is exquisite, and the sound of the piano is very beautiful. It's not because of the superb skills of the woman, but it's just that the sound is very familiar. I always feel that I have heard this piano sound before.Song Huaizhen couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but wanted to get close to her instinctively.I couldn't help but took two steps forward, only to see the strong wind howling all around, and the courtyard was tied with white gauze, which looked like nothing.There was a man kneeling alone in the pavilion with a lyre in front of him.I can't see the face either.The man lightly plucked the strings of the lyre.Song Huaizhen suddenly felt very painful, his heart hurt, and then his forehead also hurt.

"It hurts!" I couldn't help but yelled.His forehead was hit hard by someone.

Xie Nangui raised his folding fan halfway in the air, and was looking at himself worriedly.

"You, can you hit me on the head lightly!"

Xie Nangui nodded solemnly, "Be careful next time, don't worry."

Song Huaizhen looked around and found that there was no courtyard, and there were no layers of white cloth. This scene was similar to dreaming in Haiyu.

"What did you see?"

Slowly said, "I saw a memorable but sad scene, by the way, did you hear the sound of the flute?"

Xie Nangui stared seriously at the eyes of the person in front of him, shook his head, "I didn't hear anything."

"I heard it when I first entered the Plum Garden. The sound of the piano is not very friendly, but sinister. I don't know why only I can hear it. Xie Nangui, are you sure you didn't hear it?"

"I'm sorry, I really didn't hear anything. What do you think?" Xie Nangui asked.

"It can be said that I don't know anything." Song Huaizhen said.

It's getting late, and it's almost five o'clock.There is a cold moon hanging in the sky, and the plum garden at night reveals the cold air.Gradually, the sound of the flute came, which was different from what Song Huaizhen heard before. This time, the sound of the flute was sad and gentle, with a melodious tune, and it was really as good as some people in the city described.Xie Nangui nodded at Song Huaizhen, which means I heard it.

Quietly after listening to a song.

Suddenly the surroundings were as bright as day, and light snowflakes fell from the sky, the withered and yellow branches gradually recovered, and the blood-red plum blossoms bloomed.Plum blossoms are not like what people in Pengcheng say, there are white, pink, and peach colors. Here there is only a single red, and the snowflakes are falling on the plum blossoms. The bright red and bright white are intertwined, which is a bit dazzling.

Song Huaizhen was about to take out the talisman in his hand and cast a barrier, but suddenly the sound of the flute came from his mind, the sound of the flute was like a ghost, his headache burst and he couldn't move.He said anxiously, "Xie Nangui, this may be a plum blossom puzzle, you have to—" Before he could finish speaking, Song Huaizhen couldn't hold on anymore, and half-paralyzed on the ground.Gritting his teeth persistently, he shouted at Xie Nangui, "More than one floor, find the eye of the array."

Xie Nangui had already done it when Song Huaizhen took the talisman.He gracefully performed lightness kung fu, jumped up, stood firmly in the center of the plum garden, opened the folding fan, and quickly released the silver needles. Several silver needles shot on the plum tree, and a large number of petals fell.

Xie Nangui frowned, as soon as it fell to the ground, the petals immediately recovered and returned to the branches and leaves of the plum tree, everything was intact as before.

"Song Huaizhen, this should be the first floor of the Plum Blossom Array."

no respond.

Xie Nangui looked around, but Song Huaizhen was nowhere to be found, careless, it seems that the people here were already prepared.Song Huaizhen was fine, how could he lose his vigilance.

Xie Nangui calmed down, looking at the plum garden in front of him, there was nothing but red plums and blossoming snowflakes.

Presumably Song Huaizhen said that he was not good at martial arts, but when it comes to formations, Xie Nangui saw that he had made some achievements.Now that I am trapped in the town and can't take care of myself, I can only pray that he is okay.

Xie Nangui tried to attack the plum blossom tree a few more times, but it was of no use. After all the attacks here, he would quickly recover and return to the original state.Attacking in vain can only deplete one's own force.I was thinking about how to deal with it, and suddenly I saw that the plum blossom trees seemed to have souls, and they were lined up in two lines, and they were arranged on both sides, leaving a path in the middle.Xie Nangui frowned, now that he didn't know how to destroy the formation, he could only use soldiers to cover it up.

Inviting you into the urn can only bite the bullet.Close the folding fan and walk towards the path in the middle.

Xie Nangui felt that he had traveled a long way.The scenery became more and more familiar, the ice and snow melted, and it suddenly changed from winter to summer.The air is a little humid, the sky is blue, with some white clouds floating, and the sun is shining brightly.This is just an ordinary day in a small southern town.But Xie Nangui's heart became more and more flustered and fearful.Lush mountains, sunny skies, and moist, fresh air.He has walked this road many times, whether it was being hugged by his parents when he was a child, or when he was a little older, joking with his childhood friends. Just a few days ago, he was with Song Huaizhen Walked by several times.

It is the entrance to Haiyudian Mountain.

It was somewhat similar to when they first arrived in Haiyu.At that time, Dianshan also had a small tea shop.Xie Nangui saw a couple from afar. The man looked honest and honest. Although the woman looked haggard, their faces were filled with unconcealable happiness.The two were taking care of the shop while talking.

Xie Nangui was frightened, he didn't dare to go any further, he couldn't even take a step.

Those are the two best people in the world for me.

People who love me unconditionally, they never value my ranking in the Zongmen General Assembly, nor do they value my speech, behavior and appearance.They may have expectations and be disappointed with me, but they never really give up on me.He just loves Xie Nangui himself.But I failed them. Not only could I not save them, but I also listened to the bewitching of others and made a big mistake.Stupid.

He hated himself, hated that he insisted on going to Taixuan Mountain with Ruobai back then, hated his master for hiding the news of his parents' death for his so-called future, hated himself for being helpless, hated Chen Xianghan for insisting on staying at his house, hated these bandits who did evil. , hated the master who colluded with bandits.He usually tried his best to suppress these resentments, but now they erupted one by one, making him unable to stop them.Everything about Xie Nangui felt broken, the medical skills he was proud of, the martial arts he studied diligently, and the secrets he was unwilling to tell others and carried on alone.

There was a voice in my ear.

"What's the use of kindness, it's worthless, it's destined to be let down."

Xie Nangui's mind became more and more confused, he closed his eyes, took out a silver needle and stabbed himself fiercely.Then he took a big step and continued to walk towards the tea shop.I smiled in my heart, my parents can make me suffer, what are you, talking about kindness with me, it's ridiculous!

Song Huaizhen encountered this kind of situation for the first time in so many years. When he was a child, he seldom got sick, but now he has a bursting headache and his whole body hurts.With all his strength, he climbed to a plum tree by memory and let himself lean there gently.Holding the talisman tightly in his hand, he wanted to stimulate the spiritual power to activate the barrier, but found that he could not use the spiritual power at all.Strange, this has never happened before.Hey, I don't know what happened to Xie Nangui, I really didn't expect the two of them to have a big somersault in such a treasured place of Fengshui in Meiyuan.I also blame myself for being careless, insisting on making a fuss here, and Xie Nangui doesn't understand the formation, if I confess here, I will be guilty for the rest of my life.

Faintly heard the sound of wheels rolling on the ground.Song Huaizhen opened his eyes with force.What came into view was a man in a wheelchair with a mask on his face.

In a daze, Song Huaizhen only felt that someone touched his head, and then sighed softly.

"sorry."