chronicle of court survival

Again.

memories that don't belong to me.

Xia Qing held the flute and stood at the end of the bamboo forest, looking up at the person in front of him indifferently.

In fact, Xia Qing rarely looked at a stranger with indifference.Because staring at people is already perverted enough, and with such a provocative look, does he think he hasn't been beaten enough!

So most of the time he looked at people as if he was sitting on an old wall full of creepers when he was a child, quiet and undisturbed.

Just seeing this person, he subconsciously raised his guard.Pursing his lips, his face was frosty.

Song Guichen looked at his cold face with interest.

This mysterious high priest of the Chu Kingdom has a gentle temperament like a gentleman, but when the corners of his lips are raised, there is a bit of a teasing feeling. He leans down, his amber eyes are stained with a smile, clean and bright, and his tone is teasing: "Tsk, what's the matter?" It's this expression. I know you don't remember me, but are you so rude to strangers? It wasn't like this when I was a child."

Xia Qing held the bone flute tightly, his knuckles turned white, and said coldly, "Do I know you?"

Song Guichen smiled slowly again, he looked in a good mood, and said casually: "It's really funny, no wonder your senior sister said..."

But his words got stuck again, when he mentioned someone far away, his hands hidden in his sleeves were slightly stiff, and the corners of his lips were slightly flattened, and he was stunned for a long time before he smiled again.

The cool wind swept across the bamboo sea, and the green leaves fluttered, and a few fell on his shoulders and hair.

The slightly trance-like light in Song Guichen's eyes returned to tranquility for a moment.

He said: "Little brother, after a hundred years, don't come here without any harm."

After a hundred years, don't come here unharmed.

Xia Qing's soul seemed to shake violently at this moment, involving thousands of emotions in his heart.

It's too strange.He was confused for a moment, then pressed down, without any ups and downs in his tone, and said, "You've got the wrong person."

Song Guichen smiled: "I can't be wrong, how could I admit my mistake." He paused: "I will not admit my mistake to any of you."

Xia Qing didn't want to stay with him, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Song Guichen's eyes fell on the bone flute in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Did Lou Guanxue give it to you? He is even willing to give you the bone flute."

Xia Qing said "it's none of your business" and didn't like to answer.

Song Guichen seems to have been used to dealing with him like this for a long time, smiled indifferently, and said slowly: "I went to Dongzhou this time to go to the end of the sky-reaching sea, and regained the formation at the ruins of the shrine. In the blink of an eye, I also found another thing. When Jing Shige deduced the fate, he said that my old friend came, and I guessed it would be you. Bring it here, think about it... return it to the original owner."

Xia Qing stopped and stared at him with light brown eyes.

Song Guichen looked down at the bloody flute in his hand, and sighed, "I've never seen you without a sword."

Xia Qing asked calmly, "How long are you going to keep talking nonsense to me?"

Song Guichen said with a smile: "I haven't talked to people much in 100 years, so I talk a little more today."

He still had that kind of amiable tone, as if he could chat with big girls for an afternoon at the entrance of the village.

Everywhere is gentle and everywhere blends into the mundane.

Xia Qing couldn't stand his gaze, and stuffed the bone flute into his sleeve.

Now both hands are empty.

But Song Guichen stared at his empty hand, and was stunned, but his eyes were more silent and sad. "Xia Qing...you...forget it." There was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and the thousand words finally turned into a sigh. He said, "I found your sword in the ruins. I came back in a hurry, so I took Ananda The sword is placed in Jingshi Pavilion. If you are impatient, I can take you there tonight."

Xia Qing couldn't believe his ears: "My sword??"

Song Guichen: "Yes."

Xia Qing was impatient: "I have a fart sword! I don't like to use swords, and I don't know how to use swords either."

Song Guichen looked at him silently, like a gentle elder brother, and it took a long time to comfort him and said: "It's okay, one day I will fall in love with sword again."

poisonous.

Xia Qing scratched her hair, feeling that her indifference and sharpness today were really inexplicable.

Does he really hate this guy?

No, it's true that I don't like it anyway.

But this kind of dislike is just like his curiosity about Fu Changsheng, it's very light and subtle, and it can't involve his emotions too much.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Xia Qing simply revealed himself: "You really misunderstood the person." He raised the relic on his wrist and said calmly, "I'm not even a human now, I'm just a ghost, do you want to transform in place for me?" look."

Song Guichen laughed: "No, I know."

Xia Qing: "???"

You know this as well? ?

Song Guichen said: "If you don't like the sword, then don't use it, but your things will always be returned to you. If you figure it out someday, you can pick it up again."

Xia Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, and waved her hand very generously: "No, no, no, you find it and it's yours."

Song Guichen looked at him seriously: "I am practicing the way of the common people, and no one in the world can use Ananda except you."

Xia Qing sneered: "Wow, I'm so good. I'm so good, why am I living like this now?"

Song Guichen stopped talking, smiled for a long time, and asked him: "Yeah, you are so powerful, how can you live like this."

Xia Qing was speechless.

He felt that the high priest was indeed not a normal person.

A hundred years ago, he was able to order the Shark Clan to be beaten into a clan of monsters, and they were slaves and animals for generations, which is enough to show how hard this person is.

Xia Qing said: "Keep the Ananda sword for yourself, I don't want it anyway."

Song Guichen: "If Master heard what you said, he would probably be so angry that he would jump out of the Nine Springs."

Xia Qing frowned: "The master you are talking about is an old man who is always out of breath and always likes to drag his tune."

The voice that frequently appeared in his head.

Song Guichen thought for a while and said with a smile: "Well, the old man thinks that speaking like this is more elegant."

Xia Qing complained: "A tall man's fart, like half a foot is about to sink into the ground."

Song Guichen raised his eyebrows, and was about to say "no big or small" in his throat, but he took it back, with a smile on his lips, and nodded reminiscently: "Indeed."

After Xia Qing finished speaking, he fell silent again.

...It seems that the hallucination evoked by Lingweihua is the memory of that little junior brother.Xia Qing was agitated, what the hell the system had turned him into.He scratched his hair, but ignored Song Guichen, turned around and walked to the emperor's bedroom alone.Halfway there, he still frowned and turned his head to warn again: "I'm not your little junior brother, so you don't need to look for the sword I gave back to me! The number one sword in the world is a waste of money in my hands!"

Song Guichen watched him leave without making a sound, and his clothes flew up, waiting for Xia Qing's back to disappear.He stretched out a piece of his hand, and the yellowed bamboo leaves fell into his palm.

Under the wooden hairpin, the green silk was like a waterfall. The young high priest stood in the purple light of the pagoda, lowered his eyes, shook his head and smiled to himself after a long time.

"100 years have passed, I am still so stubborn, and I will always be lacking in my own affairs."

"...It's so painful that you close yourself, why did you do that in the first place?"

His voice was very softly scattered in the wind, and he looked up again, looking at the solemn Buddha Pagoda with purple light, expressionless.

The Sifan sword in the sleeve buzzed.

Song Guichen said, "Don't worry, hurry up."

"Don't worry, hurry up."

The mermaid candle burned out.

Facing Xia Qing's urging, Lou Guanxue lowered her eyelashes and said these four words lightly.

Xia Qing really didn't expect that on the way back to bed, he would run into Lou Guanxue who had just left from the Spring Banquet.

He had just dealt with Song Guichen, and he was in a bad mood, before he turned his head around, he had already been brought here by Lou Guanxue.

"What is this place?"

Xia Qing looked left and right, but he didn't expect that there was such an old and elegant library near the forbidden area of ​​Chu State.

"Thousand machine building."

"Huh? Qianjilou, why do I feel like I heard you mention this name?"

Lou Guanxue was very clear about what she said, but she didn't comment on Xia Qing's memory, and smiled casually: "Give me a place to count how many ways to die every year."

Xia Qing: "Huh?"

He felt strange, but he was depressed by Song Guichen, so he didn't ask any more questions.

There are several layers of thick bookshelves on the top of Qianji Building. No one has been here for a long time. The dust floats in the faint candlelight in the dark room, and the light and shadow are disillusioned.

Xia Qing was curious: "You just left, what happened to the people at the Spring Banquet?"

Holding the mermaid candle, Lou Guanxue brushed the books on the bookshelf one by one with her pale fingers, and said in a cold voice, "Do whatever you want."

Xia Qing: "..." It really was the answer that Lou Guanxue would give.

When has this person ever cared what other people think?

Xia Qing lay on the table, opened her eyes and looked at Lou Guanxue's profile.

Mo hair fell down the side of the face, the bridge of the nose was like a jade mountain, probably looking for something, the lips were pursed into a line.

Black robe with crane feathers, wide sleeves and snow satin.Washing the ice and washing the snow, in the dark room, it is as clear as ice jade.

The quiet Lou Guanxue seemed to be such an indifferent person.

Xia Qing let out a sigh of relief, pulled the hair on his head, and said, "I just met the high priest."

In fact, in his opinion, this matter is not a secret that needs to be hidden.

Lou Guanxue took out a book and gave a faint "hmm".

Xia Qing said to himself: "I suspect that when the fire brought me into this world, it also changed my soul. The messy dreams I had were all from another person, Junior Brother Song Guichen. of."

Lou Guanxue chuckled when he heard that, he turned around with the book in his hand, and calmly sat down opposite Xia Qing: "You really tell me everything."

The courage is also really big.

Xia Qing thought for a while and muttered, "Because there is no one to talk about."

Lou Guanxue smiled but said, "Well, tell me, I'll listen."

Holding the bone flute, Xia Qing decided to speak out after holding back for a long time: "He said that during his trip to Dongzhou, he not only found clues to the demon formation from the ruins of the shrine, but also brought back the Ananda sword. The number one sword in the world we heard before. Oh, of course this is not the most bizarre, the most bizarre is that he wants to give me the Ananda sword."

When Xia Qing said this, his tone didn't fluctuate, but he could see how broken he was from his expression.He poked the bone flute with his finger, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "I'm sick. Are you not afraid that I will do bad things with his little brother's Ananda sword?"

Lou Guanxue: "Why do you think you won't be his junior?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Xia Qing slowly gave an answer: "Maybe, this is the superiority of being a modern person."

Perhaps deep down in his heart, he felt that "this is a bloody novel"!

He knows the plot completely from the perspective of God, he is a very awesome existence, and he has received an excellent education in modern society, so it is unlikely that he really belongs to this world... right?

is that so.

Xia Qing loves to observe people, but he doesn't know how to analyze himself.After racking my brains for a long time, I gave a very suitable answer.

Lou Guanxue was amused: "As long as you can convince yourself."

Xia Qing: "..."

Can convince a fart.

Forget it, but so be it.

Anyway, I will leave in half a year, what do I love.

Lou Guanxue said: "If he gives you the Ananda Sword, you agree to it."

Xia Qing didn't even think about it: "I don't."

Lou Guanxue laughed: "Why? The Ananda sword will kill you?"

Xia Qing pursed her lips and said nonsense: "This name sounds unknown."

Lou Guanxue sneered and said, "Okay, then we will refuse."

Xia Qing changed his posture on the table, staring at the book in front of him, not talking about his own business, and asked him: "What are you looking for in Qianji Building?"

Lou Guanxue followed the good advice: "I got some news recently, come here to see if I can find any clues about the blood formation."

"Blood array?" So familiar?How does it feel like I must have heard it before.

Lou Guanxue took some time off and pursed her lips: "Didn't you remember?"

The mole on his eyelid was stained with an evil light by the reddish candle flame.

This mole is extremely elegant and impartial.If it becomes a tear mole in the future, it will look too coquettish and gorgeous, but in the future, it will show the charm that does not appear now.

Xia Qing stared at his mole before realizing it later, her head was electrified, and she murmured: "Yao Ke?"

"En." Lou Guanxue said: "I searched a lot of books, including the ancient books of the shrines that were brought back by the ancestors as spoils, but I couldn't find this blood array. How interesting, the blood used by the scorpion saints to revive the gods Formation, it was actually learned from humans."

The tone is all sarcasm.

Xia Qing opened his mouth, wondering: "Then have you found it now?"

Lou Guanxue propped her chin, her expression unpredictable: "No. It's not in Qianji Tower, but probably in Jingshi Palace."

Jingshidian.

Xia Qing was stunned.

Lou Guanxue smiled sarcastically, and her tone was as light as moonlight: "But I am too lazy to go to Jingshi Palace. The answer of the blood array is not important to me."

So what is important to you...

Rights don't matter.

Wealth is not important.

Xia Qing stared at him in a daze for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Lou Guanxue, if I said to take you out of the palace, would you be willing?"

Lou Guanxue raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes were like cold pools, she calmly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Ah?" After Xia Qing said the first sentence, he felt sick, and then he was confused by Lou Guanxue's answer - Lou Guanxue didn't say that he agreed or disagreed, but he actually asked where to go? !

Xia Qing thought for a long time, then said frustratingly and honestly, "I don't know."

He didn't even know how to take Lou Guanxue out of the palace, let alone where.

Lou Guanxue's skin was as white as pearls and jade. Hearing Xia Qing's answer, he laughed as expected. He wanted to stop talking again, but when he looked at the young man opposite, he changed his mind.

Pressing the pages of the book slightly with his fingers, he casually asked, "Xia Qing, do you still remember what you said?"

Xia Qing: "What are you talking about?"

He said so many words, how could he remember every word.

Lou Guanxue said lightly: "If you say that you don't have parents, you have no place to come from; if you don't have a future, you have no place to go. In fact, where you come from and where you go should not be defined in this way."

Xia Qing: "Huh?"

The bone flute on the table woke up at this moment, and approached the owner with a look of expression, Lou Guanxue laughed softly, holding the flute body with her slender and pale hands.

The scarlet evil light seemed to blend with his blood through the skin.

The young emperor in the jade crown and black robe lowered his eyes, and in the dark light and shadow of Qianji Building, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said calmly: "I always think that the shark's tomb is very interesting, the place of life, the place of death, the beginning of life And the end of a lifetime in the same place. Maybe it’s a kind of coming and going.”

"But I'm not a shark."

He raised his eyes, and the corners of his lips, which were as bright as blood, were smiling little by little, as glamorous as the flowers of wild bones.

"Of course, I'm not a human anymore."

The words fell like thunder.

Xia Qing raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened.

His mind was blank and he couldn't believe it, but he looked at Lou Guanxue's eyebrows.

The words welled up in his throat, but he slowly swallowed them back.

Because he felt from Lou Guanxue that he had never experienced before... loneliness?

A kind of loneliness that Lou Guanxue was bullied and humiliated in the cold palace at the age of five, a person who struggled to grow up alone did not have and dismissive loneliness.

Very light, but it seems to be integrated into the depths of the soul.

Xia Qing was speechless.

The wind from the high-rise buildings swept across the sky, the moon was as cool as water, and the dust in the air floated finely.

Lou Guanxue said: "You asked me after I got out of trouble, did God revive me, but actually... I don't know."

He touched the bone flute and chuckled lightly.

"Perhaps right now, I don't belong to the continent of Sixteen States, nor do I belong to the Sea of ​​Tongtian."

Through the candlelight, Lou Guanxue spoke in a calm tone as if she was evaluating herself: "If I'm like this, I don't have a place to come from and a place to go."

"So, it's the same wherever you go."