Mad song

Chapter 14

Liu Guiwang didn't bother to care about him anymore, it was getting late and he said he wanted to sleep.

Bai Wenhua had no choice but to take him back to Baihua Palace—to sleep.

After sleeping for a while, Liu Guiwang regretted it, his back hurt so much from sleeping, it would be better if he didn't sleep.In the middle of the night, there was still the sound of the wind whistling in my ears, like a female ghost crying wolf, making my brain feel cold.

One sentence summary: The sleeping experience is extremely poor.

Liu Guiwang only slept until Yinshi, and when he opened his eyes, he could still see the bright moon in the sky.

He opened his eyes wide and missed the bed in his village very much.Turning around to look at Bai Wenhua, Liu Guiwang had no place to sleep on the only bed in his palace, so he took a pile of grass and piled it on the ground quite freely and used it as a bed.At this moment, he was sleeping on all fours, drooling, and the Baihua Palace had no roof, and he still opened his mouth wide in the wind, and the autumn wind poured into his mouth desperately.

Liu Guiwang turned his body and mind and said, Juemen is really a group of wisdom, and one day he will be blown to death.

Then he closed his eyes. Although he slept poorly, he was able to sleep for a while.

The wind howled behind him.

...Blow him to death and pull him down.

The wind howled loudly in his ears.

...Blow him to death! !

However, before the sound of the wind could catch up, Bai Wenhua hummed and chirped, and immediately after, the sound of snoring trembled because of the cold.

Liu Guiwang: "..."

The wind picked up, not only howling behind him as if his wife had died, but also the white flower trembling, half-dream and half-awake babbling mixed with vibrato, coupled with the sound of cloth rubbing against hay, suddenly the wind became stronger Click "Spring."

Liu Guiwang: "..."

He could only say "fuck" a carp and sat up straight on the bed, while fidgeting to rub the messy hair that was rubbed over and over again, while angrily grabbed the torn and patched quilt, walked over and threw it on Bai Wenhua's body : "Here you are! Satisfied!"

Bai Wenhua was so cold that he was dying, he just grabbed the quilt and whimpered, wrapped himself into a ball, and snored happily again.

Liu Guiwang was only wearing a thin shirt when he was sleeping, and just as the quilt was given to him, a gust of wind directly blew him cold.

Liu Guiwang: "...fuck."

He thought bitterly, I hate Juemen, and I hate Baihua Palace the most.

It was still early in the morning, Liu Guiwang put on his own clothes, and somehow he got warmer.He walked out of the Palace of Hundred Flowers—the Palace of Hundred Flowers was demolished by him three years ago, and a fire burned all the flowers to nothing. Then he stood outside the fire and laughed wantonly, with blood all over his hands and body. There was blood in his eyes.

Bai asked Hua what she was doing at that time.

Liu Guiwang frowned thinking of the past, remembering.Bai Wenhua was standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flames, and she also smiled, but the sadness in her eyes filled her eyes.

Liu Guiwang's eyebrows twitched.

Now the Hundred Flowers Palace has been rebuilt by him alone, even if the mountain gate is now in depression, there are still a few flowers blooming.Liu Guiwang simply sat on the threshold, leaned against the door frame and closed his eyes to rest.He hadn't closed for a while, when footsteps came from not far away.

He thought it was one of the few remaining disciples who came out to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but he didn't expect the sound of creaking footsteps on the floor to stop next to him. After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "You are here in the middle of the night." What are you wrapping up in a ball for, goalkeeper?"

Without even raising his eyelids, Liu Guiwang choked back instinctively: "...what are you doing out of the water palace in the middle of the night, watching the night?"

The person who came was naturally Shen Wenlan.Liu Guiwang opened his eyes, and saw that he was carrying Ning Feng, which was shining coldly under the moonlight, on his back, holding a few incense sticks in his hand, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Although Liu Guiwang knew that his eyes were so red because he must have caused his apprentice to worry so much that he couldn't sleep and got angry, he still couldn't hold back and said, "Master Shen...drink more hot water."

Shen Wenlan ignored his useless ones, narrowed her eyes and said, "Come here."

Liu Guiwang was not so clear-headed in the middle of the night: "Huh?"

Shen Wenlan was in a bad mood, her mind was in a mess, she was exactly what Ji Weike had been during the past five years of poisoning, it was said that during the daytime it was mild, and the main event would be worse than life.

The more he thought about it, the more annoying he became, and he didn't want to talk much at all.What's more, the other party was Liu Guiwang who didn't want to say a word when he was in a good mood, so he simply followed the principle of a gentleman not to speak with his hands, clicked his tongue, grabbed his hairy collar, and carried him away. up.

Liu Guiwang was almost strangled to death by him, but he didn't dare to speak - he was no match for Shen Wenlan at the front, and now he hasn't got a weapon, and if he pulls out the Ningfeng, he will have to kneel down and call for father.

Shen Wenlan let him go when he reached the place, and Liu Guiwang scrambled to the side, coughing several times before recovering.Looking around, it is the hall of the gate.

The hall is dedicated to the successive heads of the Juemen. Even if the mountain gate is in a state of depression, this place does not dare to neglect. It is cleaned cleanly, and there are more than ten candles, swaying in the bleak wind and never extinguished.

"Do you know what this candle is made of?"

Without waiting for his answer, Shen Wenlan lit the incense in her hand and inserted it solemnly.The incense radiated a strange fragrance in the air, Shen Wenlan raised his head and looked at one box after another in the hall for offerings, in which were all the ashes of arrogance.

"This is made of human bones." Shen Wenlan said leisurely, "After the death of the masters of the past, the bones were taken to make candles, and the rest were turned into ashes. This candle can burn for thousands of years. Generation after generation, generation after generation. Candlelight Immortal, the chivalrous bone is not broken, the mountains and rivers are still there."

Liu Guiwang had never heard of this before.Ever since he was a child, Bei Yi wished that a meteorite would hit Juemen Mountain at once, and it would be best not to leave him alone.I have never heard of the ancient masters taking bones to make candles after their death, and suddenly felt that every flickering candle became the soul of the heroes of the past, and I was a little in awe for a while.

Liu Guiwang said: "Shen Wenlan, do you remember that I am the owner of Beiyi Shaozhuang?"

Shen Wenlan: "...I remember."

Liu Guiwang suspected that he was dumbfounded by Ji Weike's incident, and said again: "Do you know that you might be quartered by five horses if you bring the owner of Beiyi Shaozhuang here?"

Shen Wenlan gave him a blank look, and said, "I've been prepared for this since the moment I decided to form an alliance with you, and it's okay to jump into the frying pan."

Liu Guiwang: "...Then you can't give up on yourself and make trouble in the forbidden area."

After that, he stood up again, and silently wanted to go out: "You have fallen."

Seeing that he was leaving, Shen Wenlan rolled her eyes again.He took a step back and stretched out his hand to grab him back, almost wanting to punch him, but in the end he endured and said: "I brought you in on purpose, so much nonsense, just wait."

Liu Guiwang's face turned from blue to pale, and the pile of bone candles flickered, he felt a little uncertain for no reason.I had no choice but to kneel and sit down obediently in front of these candlelights.Seeing that he was honest, Shen Wenlan kicked away the futon on the ground for kneeling.

Liu Guiwang couldn't understand what he was going to do for a while.

Shen Wenlan took another half step back.

Liu Guiwang: "...you..."

Shen Wenlan gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up, don't talk in Lietang, I won't be able to save you if Master finds me tomorrow night."

Liu Guiwang closed his mouth with a creak, and looked at Shen Wenlan with a complicated expression, not knowing what he was going to do.

Shen Wenlan took a deep breath, pulled Ning Feng from her back and held it in her hand, and then exhaled that breath again.

Then the heart broke, and a sword cut a deep cut on the wrist. In an instant, blood gushed out, splashing on Shen Wenlan's face, and a little stained his collar.Shen Wenlan's face turned pale, and as soon as he let go of his hands, Ning Feng fell to the ground.Stained with Shen Wenlan's own blood, the tip of the knife clanged coldly.

Liu Guiwang's face turned pale, and he stood up with a face full of disbelief: "Fuck, are you crazy!?"

"Tell you not to talk!" Shen Wenlan gritted his teeth and glared at him, saying, "Stay well!"

Before Liu Guiwang could react, Shen Wenlan knelt down with a loud sound - the futon had been kicked away by him, and this time he really knelt on the cold and hard ground of Lietang.Then he bowed his hands, the blood was still dripping from his wrists, and a pool of blood dripped on the ground.

Shen Wenlan said loudly: "Patriarch Huaquan is here, disciple No. 14 master Shen Wenlan. He has been in charge for 13 years, but he has little talent and learning. Now the mountains and rivers are broken, and the disciple's crime is unforgivable! All the masters and ancestors are in heaven. There is a spirit, if you know a thing or two, it is because the disciples are not successful enough to fail, and it has nothing to do with the juniors of the sect!"

After saying that, he fell to the ground and kowtowed hard.After panting for a while, he continued.

"From now on, this disciple will pick up the desolate mountains and rivers. Please masters and ancestors bless me for the final battle! If the disciple does not avoid death in the near future, he will not be afraid to go through hell with swords, mountains and seas of fire. Now the situation forces us to marry Beiyi Mountain Villa." Being an alliance, the disciple is really incompetent! Today should be a felony, bloodletting with a sword, in order to pay for some serious crimes. Although I have entered a dead end, I am a hero, a well-known and upright way, and I will not recognize some involuntary nonsense! Disciple, stay away from the mountains and rivers from today , to find another life for Juemen, to fight for the future..."

He took a deep breath, got up and kowtowed two more times, throwing the floor loudly.

"The years are still quiet and good, sitting on the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, enjoying the rivers and lakes!"

Liu Guiwang has never seen Shen Wenlan like this until now.After he finished speaking, he was not finished, he got up and clasped his hands together for a while, then went down and kowtowed several times in a muffled voice.The left wrist was bleeding continuously, and the wound had turned purple and black.

Shen Wenlan didn't feel the same, and kowtowed without saying a word.Ningfeng screamed in his hand, Liu Guiwang couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted: "Shen Wenlan... almost... I said... stop knocking!"

Liu Guiwang couldn't pull it back, so he said "fuck", and although he was extremely helpless, he kicked the futon away, gritted his teeth and knelt down.

Liu Guiwang closed his eyes and shouted: "Liu Guiwang, the young owner of Xiabei Yishan Villa, voluntarily form an alliance, open the way with blood, move forward with killing, and follow the righteous path in his heart!"

After finishing speaking, he slammed his head a few times, which was earth-shattering.

Shen Wenlan fell on the ground, stopped without saying a word.

He paused for a while before he said: "You are the owner of the villa, can the owner kowtow to the leader of the final sect?"

Liu Guiwang closed his eyes tightly: "Close your eyes and knock!"

Shen Wenlan thought it was a little funny, and said, "Can you go out with your eyes closed?"

Liu Guiwang: "Wait for a while, my head hurts."

"My head hurts too." Shen Wenlan said, "My hand hurts when I fight back."

"Nonsense, it's okay to let bloodletting play, if you are sick, ordinary people will explain it here."

Shen Wenlan said, "It's not impossible."

Liu Guiwang secretly rolled his eyes.

Liu Guiwang's head was swollen after knocking, and he had already made a big bag for himself. Shen Wenlan was the worst, and he had never seen him so miserable on the battlefield.The whole arm was hanging down, and the blood covered the hand as if it had just been sucked out of the sea of ​​blood.There were at least fifty kowtows just now, their foreheads were bloody and bloody, and it was hard to watch.

Shen Wenlan and him walked back without saying a word, each with their own concerns along the way.

Shen Wenlan said with a gloomy face, "What are you thinking?"

Liu Guiwang said with a dark face, "I'm thinking how I should explain this lump on my forehead to my father."

Liu Guiwang continued, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking." Shen Wenlan said slowly, "I said I cut my wrist while cooking, can you explain my hand?"

Liu Guiwang said: "Are you using your hands as pig's trotters or ribs? So hard?"