Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

Zhou Ping personally took Prince Yi's post to invite people.

Mu Qingfeng thought that if it was a private invitation, Gu Shaobai would most likely refuse due to various reasons such as physical discomfort, so the post went directly to the head of the Gu family.

Gu Junxuan accepted the post with sincerity and trepidation, and was flattered that the prince condescended to invite Gu Shaobai to talk about poetry and painting, so he hurriedly dressed Gu Sanshao beautifully and stuffed him into the sedan chair.

Gu Shaobai was dangling in the warm sedan chair carried by the two of them, wearing a brand new shirt, the collar was a little stiff, which made his neck hurt, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhou Ping's upright and serious face through the crack of the curtain. s face.In the previous life, if there hadn't been such a thing, in fact, he still had a pretty good feeling for Zhou Ping.

He opened the sedan chair curtain, "Uncle Zhou, the lord called Shaobai to go, what is... what's the matter?" He didn't believe Mu Qingfeng's poetic nonsense!

Zhou Ping has always been kind to Gu Shaobai, a young man who was born in a wealthy family but has no affluence disease. He paused, "Third son, my lord, he...is not very happy recently. Today is a good friend of the lord, from southern Xinjiang. The great witch Zhu Ling is here, and he invited you to come here!"

Gu Shaobai thanked Zhou Ping, put down the curtain, and was not angry in his heart. It's none of my business if Mu Qingfeng is unhappy. It's none of my business if he died of depression. His friend came, so it's none of my business. Are you calling me to chat with you?

Lingling lily fragrance and tea mist are entangled together, Lingmin's face is like a dusty veil half a lifetime away, in a trance, unable to see clearly.

Mu Qingfeng said, "Lingmin, you've lost weight, haven't you found your senior brother yet?"

Lingmin shook his head and smiled wryly, how could he find someone so easily in such a huge crowd!

It has been four years since senior brother Mu Zhi left, so the reincarnation should also forget the past!He searched in southern Xinjiang for four years, but found nothing.

Brother, you once said that even if your soul returns to the underworld, you will still remember me and come back to find me. You can't worry about me... Will you do what you say?

Well, if we can't meet each other, I'll go to hell and wait.If you don't come, I won't go. One day, I will definitely be able to wait!

Mu Qingfeng stared silently at him who was like a cloud, a kind of silent dull pain rose in his heart, like waves like the sea, and the waves surged to the sky.

Leng Dongmen said outside, the car is ready.

Mu Qingfeng took Lingmin into the carriage, and went all the way to the "Zhou's house" that was set up to lure Gu Shaobai into the trap.

Looking at Lingmin's handsome face, Mu Qingfeng didn't ask Lingmin how he knew there was this house, and why he had to go there, because he knew that today, Lingmin would definitely give him an answer, an answer that belonged to him and Gu. Shaobai's answer.

Not long after they arrived, Gu Shaobai also arrived.

Lingmin watched the blue-clothed boy approaching from far away, he was like a bend of clear water, his brows stretched out, gentle and pure, this was the first time he saw Gu Shaobai alive.

From a distance, Gu Shaobai saw the young man standing under the pear tree, dressed in white like snow, haggard and haggard like a ghost, as if shrouded in a faint mist of sorrow, full of inexplicable sadness.

He approached, first saluted Mu Qingfeng, and then introduced him to Lingmin, "Great witch, Shaobai is very polite!"

Ling Min supported him, and Gu Shaobai's heart trembled as his fingertips touched his warm wrist with ice.

"You don't need to be so polite, you are not a citizen of southern Xinjiang, just call me 'spiritual mercy'!"

Gu Shaobai responded with a smile, then turned to Mu Qingfeng and asked, "My lord called the grass-roots people to come, what orders do you have?"

Mu Qingfeng smiled wryly, "Shaobai, do you have to be so born?"

Gu Shaobai was about to say something, but Lingmin suddenly said, "Gu Shaobai, congratulations, you changed your destiny, you didn't live a new life for nothing..."

Gu Shaobai was caught off guard and stood on the spot in shock.

Under Gu Shaobai's astonished gaze, Ling Min slowly continued, "In order not to repeat the same mistakes, to protect the Gu family, and to protect myself...you must have worked hard, right?"

Now, not only Gu Shaobai, but even Mu Qingfeng couldn't contain his emotions, he couldn't hear clearly and looked at him incredulously, hesitant to speak, everything was so weird and inexplicable, he didn't know where to ask.

Lingmin still said to Gu Shaobai, "Do you have a red mark on your right arm? It's not born with you. Don't you wonder if you were born again? Where did this mark come from? Do you want to know?"

Hearing this, Gu Shaobai slowly rolled up his sleeves, the pale red mark that Mu Qingfeng had also seen appeared on his fair arm, and he rubbed gently.

Indeed, shortly after waking up from his rebirth, he discovered the mark that had suddenly appeared. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any injuries he had suffered here that would form such a scar.Once the time is even, I don't bother to think about it.

He looked up at Lingmin blankly, his words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his soul straight, he almost heard the sound of "crack" in the depths of his heart that was about to collapse in the next moment because he couldn't bear the weight .

Lingmin knows all about what happened to him, who exactly is he?

After a long time, Gu Shaobai heard his own difficult and jerky voice, "How do you know..."

Know that he came back from the dead!

Lingmin turned his head to look at Mu Qingfeng who was so shocked that he was so stiff that he couldn't ask any questions, and said to him word by word, "Because you once killed Gu Shaobai and begged me to bring him back to life..."

He took off the black rosary from his neck, "My lord, I promised you to help you remember the cause and effect of your previous life, and now I can fulfill my promise, although it is a bit late..."

He turned his head to Gu Shaobai again and said, "Gu Shaobai, if you want, you can take a look, after all, there are still some things you don't know about."

Mu Qingfeng calmed down the numb nerves on his face, the corners of his stiff lips trembled, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Lingmin, this..."

Ling Min waved his hand, "Your Majesty, don't worry, any doubts will be resolved by themselves."

The dark clouds that had been densely covered just now have quietly faded away, leaving an indigo sky in the dark night.

Twilight is falling, half a crescent has reached the climax, the sky is dotted with brilliant stars, and the vastness spreads straight to the sky.

Lingmin ordered Zhou Ping to prepare some things, while Mu Qingfeng and Gu Shaobai sat down on both sides of the white marble stone table, looking at each other in silence.

Several silk gauze octagonal palace lanterns are hung in the courtyard, reflecting the quiet scene in the courtyard.Just a short distance away, the handsome faces of the two, each with their own thoughts, seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, familiar yet unfamiliar!

Gu Shaobai wanted to know why Lingmin knew his fate, and Mu Qingfeng knew that the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang was magical and strange, especially in the Yuemai Kingdom. If everything can be explained, then, perhaps, it is not too late to mend the situation!

Soon, Zhou Ping put a tray on the stone table, on which were a thin-bladed dagger, a porcelain bowl and a clean white cloth.

Mu Qingfeng ordered Zhou Ping to retreat, and asked Leng Dong to guard around the house, not allowing anyone to approach, and soon there were only three of them left in the huge courtyard.

Lingmin took out a small jade bottle from his bosom, he uncorked the bottle and poured it into a porcelain bowl, a faint stench immediately rushed towards him, the moonlight was bright, Gu Shaobai could see clearly, it should be blood.

He said to Gu Shaobai, "Use a dagger to cut open the red mark on your arm, and drip the blood into this porcelain bowl."

Gu Shaobai's eyes glanced at Mu Qingfeng's face. This high and mighty prince has lost his indifference and arrogance at this moment. I don't know if it is because of the gentleness of the moonlight that his eyes cast on him, there is a kind of tenderness with hope.

He wants to know the truth more than himself, why?

Gu Shaobai dodged Mu Qingfeng's fingers trying to roll up his sleeves, and said softly, "I'll do it myself."

He rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, and held the dagger in his left hand. Without a trace of hesitation, he exerted force on his wrist, and the dagger cut deeply into his skin. The sharp pain made him tremble all over, and the dark red and thick blood slid across his arm. Pour continuously into the bowl.

Ling Min said, "That's enough", and then he quickly applied medicine to stop the bleeding, and bandaged his wound with white cloth strips. Then, he took the bowl and walked to a pool not far away.

A pool of broken lotus leaves quietly stretched out their no longer beautiful form under the moonlight. Lingmin poured a bowl of old and new blood into the pool, and then sat cross-legged facing the lake water.

He made a mudra with one hand, held up the rosary in the other hand, and muttered words, fast and fast, it was a moon mast mantra that neither Gu Shaobai nor Mu Qingfeng could understand.

With the sound of his incantation, the string of black rosary beads rose from his hands and slowly rose into the air. With a soft sound, the rosary beads spread out one by one, forming a fan shape, above the pool water.

Lingmin changed his handprints to crossed hands, his fingers opened like a lotus flower, and the incantations in his mouth continued, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the leaf between his eyebrows, and the rosary gradually became more and more radiant, extremely dazzling, dazzling people's eyes.

Under the dazzling red light, Mu Qingfeng and Gu Shaobai couldn't help but want to close their eyes. At this moment, the red light suddenly dissipated, and as the halo dissipated, they realized that a pool of clear water had formed into a river without knowing when. Wide and long light red water curtain.

The smell of blood came slowly along with the autumn night, and at the same time, a figure was reflected on the water curtain, with a blurry face and a majestic and handsome figure, it was clearly Mu Qingfeng.

He was standing at the door of Zhou's house where he was at this moment, even though it was not clear, the mocking smile on his face was clearly visible.

Then, there was the "encounter" of "Fang Yuanzhai". Gu Shaobai was smiling all over his face, blinking at him with big nimble eyes, plucking his fingers on the strings, focused and innocent. He is clearly the present him!

And then, Gu Shaobai received letters one by one, often just a few words, but he was full of joy, the corners of his lips evoked the most sincere smile, and the corners of his eyes were filled with the most honest heartbeat!

Everything was silent, as if there was sound, Mu Qingfeng was stunned, is this me, but he clearly didn't have time to do these things, or Gu Shaobai didn't give him a chance to do it!

Gu Shaobai's fingertips were completely pierced into the palm of his hand, but he couldn't even feel the slightest pain. His mind was blank, his eyes were dull but numb. Gouging out once, the old scars and new wounds were pierced by this knife, and the pain was so painful.

The blood-red water curtain is grotesque and grotesque, tracing the river of time, like yellowed old paintings that have been collected for many years.

That night, Gu Shaobai was dragged out of bed, struggling with ropes, in exchange for Mu Qingfeng's cold eyes and ridicule; that night, Gu Shaobai was naked, showing the most embarrassing and embarrassing side all In front of him, there was no sympathy in exchange; that night, both self-esteem and body were trampled and ground to nothing, heartbroken...

Above the water curtain, Mu Qingfeng's eyes were ice-cold, bullying Frost and Snow, and Gu Shaobai's complexion faded to ashes... At the same time, he was sitting on the stone bench, his back was so tense that it was too tense. The bamboo pole was still straight, and a drop of sweat slid down from the corner of his forehead, only to realize that his clothes were already wet with sweat.

He clenched his lips and looked at his former self. His heart felt as if it had been eaten by thousands of ants, it was riddled with holes and bleeding everywhere.

It is more painful and unbearable than being whipped to pieces in the ancestral hall.

Going down, he was rescued, and he was still in this week's house, all thoughts were lost, and his heart was like a dead tree.After Mu Qingfeng left, he tricked Zhou Ping away, knocked out the maid, and knelt down in front of the Gu mansion in the storm. He only waited for the news that the Gu family had left Beijing with his whole family, and for his father to say, "We will never meet again in life, we will never meet again in death." unknown" message.

He will always remember that the appearance of Yanzi Pond that day was no longer bright, clear, chaotic, with scattered leaves, just like his 17 years of life, he couldn't bear to see it, and couldn't bear to look back!

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Children's shoes, please leave a message or something to help me work harder, so maybe there will be a second update or something!

In the next chapter, Xiao Shou will give the prince a head-on blow, okay?Abuse him so that his liver trembles!