chronicle of court survival

Xia Qing's breathing froze, she looked at her in disbelief, and asked each word with difficulty: "You want me to take out the Ananda sword now?"

Xue Fuguang: "Yes, this is yours."

Xia Qing was so anxious that she didn't know how to communicate with her: "No, not yet."

Xue Fuguang's gaze was very quiet: "Why not? You are the sword master Ananda, and you have held it since you were five years old. You have never let go of eating and sleeping for ten years. Xia Qing, you are its only master. One day To pick it up again."

Xia Qing said, "But definitely not now."

Xue Fuguang: "Why?"

Xia Qing scratched her hair, feeling a lot of sadness in her heart, and said in a harsh voice, "I don't deserve it."

Xue Fuguang frowned.

Xia Qing has restrained his emotions, and spoke quickly: "I had a dream about your little junior brother. The old man said that you can't put down the sword, right? The price is too heavy, I...I don't want to bear it yet."

Xue Fuguang apparently didn't expect this to be the reason, and he laughed all of a sudden: "Forget it, I won't force you either. I will open the mustard seeds for you, and if you are in danger, crush the leaves."

She slowly poured the lotus blue spiritual power into the leaf, and soon the intricate lines on it became more and more chaotic, branching and branching, splitting like a spider web.

Xue Fuguang said: "You are cultivating the way of forgetting love, and you are not affected by reincarnation. Pick up the Ananda sword again, and you can restore all cultivation bases."

"Oh." Xia Qing replied dryly, and reluctantly took the leaf back.

Xue Fuguang looked at him silently for a while, and sat against the light, his long gray hair scattered on Lianqing's dress, vague and far away.

She fell into the memory, her voice was like smoke and dust floating in the room.

"I remember that the first form of Taishang Wangqing is the majesty of heaven and earth, so the master asked you to see flowers and grass, mountains and seas, and everything in the world. You were so young at the beginning, like a white dumpling, but you climbed up the reef alone , but can sit for seven days and seven nights. I still remember that when you first came to Penglai, you were very withdrawn and didn’t like to talk, but later on you became a little more lively, and the things you like to do besides practicing swords are also in a daze by yourself.”

"Master said that you are the most suitable person for the way of forgetting love, but he likes to take you with him every time he enters the world. I didn't understand at that time, since it is the way of forgetting love, why do you need to be in frequent contact with the seven emotions and six desires in the world. Later Only then did I know that Taishang Wangqing is not ruthless. It’s just not being dragged by love, not being entangled by love. If you are silent and not emotional, you are like a person who forgets.”

Xue Fuguang said: "Not because of love, not because of love. Then my little junior brother, what is it that is almost the demon of your heart who refuses to take the sword?"

Xia Qing held the leaf and stood up from the chair, in the golden light of floating dust, said softly to Xue Fuguang: "It's me."

He walked a few steps outside, and saw a few children playing and frolicking on the edge of the field.

Just after spring planting in early April, the wind blows across the wilderness and the green waves are like waves.

Some children jumped down to catch tadpoles in the fields, and some sat on the side of the road, shaking their tiny white feet covered in mud, and fighting with their companions with dogtail grass, laughing loudly and cheerfully.Unlike the merman in Lingguang City, they were raised by the rich and powerful from birth, or sold to a singing and dancing workshop for lifelong entertainment. In this village like a paradise of peach blossoms, they retained the carefree and carefree days that belonged to the last childish period.

The merman child sitting on the farthest edge was the oldest among them, his hair was tied into a small braid, and he held a leaf in his hand. He was probably too leisurely and bored, looking at the sky and blowing an out-of-tune tune intermittently.

The boy squatting below to catch tadpoles yelled loudly: "What are you playing! It sounds ugly! Change another song!"

The little braided boy was dissatisfied: "It's so ugly, my grandpa always hummed this song to lull me to sleep when I was young."

"It's just ugly! The noise scared my tadpoles away."

The boy rolled his eyes: "It's because you can't grasp it with your own clumsy hands!"

He went his own way and continued to blow the leaves.

Although the song was out of tune, Xia Qing could still hear it. It should be the one that the reed used the bone flute to play to him when he went upstairs to watch the snow in a lonely boat.

Clear and melodious, like a long-standing story told.

"Does this song have a name?" Xia Qing walked over and asked.

The boy was so frightened that he could hardly hold the leaf firmly. He raised his head and saw that it was a good-looking big brother, and then swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, my grandfather said...it's called Lingwei."

Xia Qing gave a soft "tsk".

He lowered his head and looked at the merman boy seriously, and said again: "Did your grandfather tell you about Lingwei?"

The boy muffled, "No."

Xia Qing: "Huh?"

The boy said: "He never told me stories about the sea, saying that I was still young. But before I grew up, he was killed by humans."

Xia Qing was stunned.In this world, with the status of the sharks inferior to livestock, he couldn't even ask how he died.

He stood in the wind, his wide gray robe fluttering, his black hair brushed against his fair face, his eyes were like wind and frost when he looked down at people.

After a while, Xia Qing asked curiously: "I am a human being, do you still want me to talk?"

The boy seemed to stare at his ear for a long time, and said, "Although you are human, you are brought back by Fairy Fuguang. I believe you are not a bad person."

Xia Qing smiled and raised the corner of her mouth: "Oh, that's it."

Xia Qing walked out from Xue Fuguang's place, feeling a little depressed now, and didn't want to go back to see Lou Guanxue too early.So he casually sat beside the boy, stretched out his hand to pick a leaf on the field dam, and played the song "Ling Wei".

The child catching tadpoles below kept laughing: "Brother, you are worse than him." Xia Qing spat out the leaves and said, "He's out of tune. Although I can't sing well, mine is correct."

The braided boy was unconvinced: "You lied!"

Xia Qing was hit twice during the performance, so she gave up and said, "How did you all come to this village?"

A group of children are now full of curiosity, and they are full of interest in Xia Qing, and they immediately chattered together and started chatting with each other.They were all young when they were brought here, and they had no concept of death, humiliation, or separation.Speaking of the past, his eyes are also clear and innocent.

There are those whose parents died and almost starved to death on the street, and those who were sold into the black market to be made into lowly slaves, and there were also those who were rescued from the massacre of corpses in the village because of the war.

Most of the people who rescued them were disciples of the Shangqing Sect. In today's world, the relationship between aristocratic families and cultivation sects is intricate, and the Shangqing Sect is really a clean stream.

Xia Qing began to suspect that the Huaijin Changzhou Xuanyun sect that he saw last time was probably the first sect to call himself on the basis of the Yan family's reputation.

One person said: "The brothers and sisters of the Shangqing School are very nice, and they often bring us delicious food."

One person said again: "But they don't come here very much recently. I heard people say that many mermaids outside seem to be suffering from madness recently, and they are busy dealing with these things."

"Madness?"

"That's right, it's madness. I don't know how to describe it specifically. Some mermaids suddenly go berserk and die suddenly."

"When you're mad, your ears become sharper, your eyes turn red, your nails grow longer, and I heard that your skin changes too! Like a monster."

"Wow! It's really a monster, it sounds so scary!"

Children are always imaginative when chatting, and they digress when they chat.Xia Qing learned a lot of things that he hadn't touched in Ling Guang from their off-topic words. Later, the adults called people to go back to eat, and the children laughed and left.

Xia Qing and the little boy with pigtails were left, and he looked down at him: "Just now everyone was talking about their past, why didn't you say anything?"

The boy pursed his lips tightly: "I don't want to say."

Xia Qing smiled and said, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

The boy took the leaf and played the tune again.

Although Xia Qing doesn't have much musical talent, but he has a very good memory, and he can remember the general idea after listening to Lou Guanxue blowing it once. He commented: "This part is turned up, play it slower."

The boy glanced at him, puffed up his face, and really slowed down.

The wind blows the wheat and the waves are like the sea. On the other side of the countryside are the golden rapeseed flowers. In the distance, the smoke is curling up, and the dogs bark and the rooster crows from time to time.

Under Xia Qing's guidance, the boy finished playing a piece intermittently. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "My family was originally in Liang Guo Shangjing."

Xia Qing froze for a moment and nodded.

The boy said: "When the state of Chu captured the state of Liang, it slaughtered all over Shangjing. Grandpa dug a small hole for me to hide in, and covered the hole with a dead body to help me escape the search. I stayed in that small hole for three days and three days. At night, I dare not go out until the fighting subsides. In fact, logically speaking, I should die if I have been hungry for so long. It is my luck that I met the disciples of the Shangqing sect."

Xia Qing nodded.

The boy said: "My parents are both mermaids. I have always wondered since I was very young that humans completely treat the mermaids as slaves. Why do we still live on land? My grandfather said it was because the mermaids made mistakes. I will never go back to the sea again. I asked Fairy Fuguang what mistake the Yuzu made, and Fairy Fuguang said that this is the path chosen by the Yuzu themselves."

"She said that everything the human race is doing to the Shark Race is the evil result of the Shark Race a hundred years ago. Now it's just a reversal of identity and reincarnation of grievances."

After he finished speaking, a hint of trouble appeared between Shangxian's immature brows.

Xia Qing listened and shook his head: "There is no such reason, you don't have reincarnation now. You shouldn't swallow the evil consequences created by your ancestors a hundred years ago."

Youying was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I know, Fairy Fuguang also said this to me later."

Xia Qing finally asked, "What's your name?"

Young shark said: "My name is Lingxi."

Saying goodbye to this child named Lingxi, Xia Qing went back and told Lou Guanxue everything he saw during the day.

When it comes to the name of the song, it also talks about the madness of the shark.Of course, Xue Fuguang and his strange dialogue was hidden by him, because it really gave people goosebumps.

Lou Guanxue has been resting in her room all day, her black hair is loosely tied up, and the sickly look between her eyebrows and eyes has faded slightly.

Xia Qing always felt that he knew everything, so he asked, "Do you know what that madness is?"

Lou Guanxue said indifferently: "You will know when you meet."

Xia Qing: "Huh???"

The people in the village were still very warm to them, and Lou Guanxue stayed away from the world, so everyone thought that Xia Qing had a wife who was lingering and sick.

The villagers were full of enthusiasm and would give away everything, sending chickens and vegetables were trivial matters, and what the hell was that he would also send him any pearls, hairpins and rouge bought from the market.

It is said that women have the most complexion, no one does not love beauty, and his wife will definitely use it after recovering from illness!

Xia Qing was full of question marks when he took it, he was so stupid, he couldn't push it away, so he had to take it down.But the more I thought about it later, the happier I was, and I couldn't help laughing on the way home.

"Lou Guanxue, look at what good things I brought back for you!"

Xia Qing wanted to see Lou Guanxue's shriveled face so much, so she stepped over the fence and entered through the main entrance without detour, just jumped in through the window, like a prodigal son.

Lou Guanxue gave him a cool look.

Xia Qing was full of malice for watching a movie, and dragged Lou Guanxue to the dressing table.

Xue Fuguang also put his heart into it, the house he gave them at the beginning was like a new house for a wedding, with everything.

Although the bronze mirror is cheap, it is clearly visible. Xia Qing poured out all the red paper rouge osmanthus oil in his sleeve, and said with a little intention of hurting himself and the enemy: "Thanks to you, now the whole village knows I have a sick lady. They are afraid that you will look haggard and embarrassing after you get sick, so they specially sent these things to me. These are the best intentions of the villagers, and we can’t justify not using them like this Bar!"

Lou Guanxue sat in front of the mirror, her robe was more snowy than snow, and her black hair hung down like black satin. Hearing Xia Qing's bullying, she didn't speak, and her expression was as cold as frost.

Xia Qing didn't panic at all, after all, he had never seen Lou Guanxue's perverted appearance when he came to this world.I have been getting angry with him all the time, and now I finally see Lou Guanxue's deflated look. I feel nothing but very cool, so cool that I ascended to heaven.

Xia Qing opened a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus oil that contemporary women like to use. The crude and pungent fragrance made him dizzy all of a sudden, but he endured it, waved his hand to let the smell dissipate quickly, pinched his nose and said, "This is not for everyone. Yes, it’s a waste to leave it alone. You sit, and I’ll put on your makeup. We can’t live up to someone’s kindness, right?” The last two words dragged on.

Lou Guanxue was not angry, but asked lazily, "Then why didn't I put on your makeup?"

Xia Qing brushed up his hair, poured out the sweet-scented osmanthus oil as if he didn't want money, and said "sincerely": "Because you look good, and because you are my wife now."

With Lou Guanxue's level of intelligence, there was no need to ask what "wife" meant, he just stared at Xia Qing's face in the bronze mirror with his black eyes for a long time, then chuckled lightly.

The scent of osmanthus oil is really amazing.

Xia Qing felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven when he smelled it, so he untied Lou Guanxue's emerald green hair tie, and tied it around his hands as there was no place to put it.Lou Guanxue's hair is of good quality, it is as cold as water when it passes through her fingers.Now that he poured a whole bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus oil, the cool and luxurious smell instantly became choking and gaudy, like the place of the lowest-rate fireworks.

"Come on, try this bead flower again!"

"This flower tin is also beautiful!"

Xia Qing couldn't even make fire in ancient times, so how could he put makeup on people.Just playing around, holding a bunch of things in his hands, pinching Lou Guanxue's hair, and leaning over to stick them on his forehead.

Of course, Xia Qing didn't have any bad intentions, he just wanted to see Lou Guanxue suffer, and he was happy when Lou Guanxue was unhappy!However, Lou Guanxue was sitting in front of the mirror, showing no expression at all, which made him lose interest all of a sudden.

"?" Xia Qing had an idea, and picked up another piece of red paper: "This! I think your complexion is really bad, do you want to paint your lips too?"

Lou Guanxue raised her eyes and looked at him with an expressionless face.

Xia Qing borrowed the old saying: "Take it all."

For a long time, Lou Guanxue slowly showed him a smile, dispelling the coldness, she was as bright as a pearl, decadent and charming.

He took the red paper and said, "Okay, husband."

Xia Qing: "..."

Depend on!He wanted to call it quits.Now this is a self-injury of one thousand and eight hundred of the enemy! ! !

But now he seemed very timid to jump out of the window, so he silently started to put on flowers.

The flower tints bought in the market are not rich and precious, unlike the gold leaf gold beads and conch shell mica used by noble women in Lingguang, which are simply dyed from fish scales.The patterns are small, with four pieces, in the shape of plum blossoms.Xia Qing blew on the rubber, and then began to fiddle with it.He was clumsy, so he couldn't stick it well, but the two of them were very close in this posture, Xia Qing felt a little embarrassed, so he chatted with him casually.

"Xue Fuguang seems to have left yesterday, and I heard that there was also a case of madness in a nearby town."

Lou Guanxue: "Yes."

"When the mermaids get mad, they will become extremely irritable and addicted to killing. The county magistrate has already started to search every house, and plans to lock up all the mermaids in one place first, so as to prevent problems before they happen. Lingguang City is in chaos because of your disappearance. At this time, the county magistrate probably wouldn’t dare to report Yan Lanyu’s misfortune, so he can only deal with it when the limelight comes over.”

Xia Qing thought for a while, and complained: "Also, did you say that last time, did you just conclude that the mermaid's madness will happen one after another recently? I will see it?"

Lou Guanxue said, "That's not madness."

Xia Qing: "Huh?"

Lou Guanxue said indifferently: "When the spirit awakens in the Buddha Pagoda, the Mermaid Clan will naturally be affected."

Xia Qing's flower tins were stuck crookedly.

"Awakening the soul in the pagoda? Is it a god?"

Lou Guanxue smiled inexplicably: "Isn't what I said that night not obvious enough, the ancestor of the Chu State seized his soul and died suddenly."

Xia Qing: "..."

In order not to look stupid, Xia Qing could only hold back the shock that filled her stomach, pinch the crooked thin scale in her hand, and asked, "Do you know everything?"

Lou Guanxue said indifferently: "If I don't even know this, Bai has stayed in the Chu Palace for so many years."

Xia Qing suddenly remembered, turned over the old account and said: "But you lied to me that there is a big monster in the star picking building."

Lou Guanxue was stunned for a moment, then said casually, "Yeah. But I probably didn't tell you the truth in Zhaixing Tower."

Xia Qing: "..." That's right, in Zhaixing Building, there is an innocent and poor puppet emperor, a golden branch and jade leaf who is afraid of pain and suffering.

Lou Guanxue admitted it so calmly that Xia Qing didn't know what tone to use to speak - there were too many pitfalls and I didn't know how to complain.

Xia Qing let out a sigh of relief: "Xue Fuguang told me to be careful of you, it is indeed right."

Lou Guanxue chuckled lightly.

Xia Qing said: "Lou Guanxue, you still hate Yan Lanyu, don't you?" Otherwise, he couldn't find an explanation for that deeply suppressed hatred.

Lou Guanxue raised her eyes, took a deep look at him, then withdrew her gaze, pursed her lips, and said lazily, "Maybe."

Xia Qing said: "Don't use ambiguous words!"

Lou Guanxue said kindly: "Okay, I hate her."

Xia Qing suddenly felt perfunctory and humiliated, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Are you lying to me again?"

Lou Guanxue: "I won't lie to you."

Xia Qing was shocked: "How dare you say these four words calmly, you just wanted to use me from the beginning of Zhaixinglou, brother!"

Lou Guanxue fumbled for the red paper with her fingers, amused: "Why are you so obsessed with what happened in Zhaixing Tower?"

Xia Qing: "..."

Because Xue Fuguang's words were too lethal to him, making him angry when he thought about it.

Lou Guanxue's dark eyes were so dark that she stared at his unpredictable face, then slowly laughed, and said softly, "I guess, because you told her about it at Xue Fuguang's place."

Xia Qing was frozen in place.Are you so smart! !

Lou Guanxue said: "Then she persuaded you to leave me, and expressed surprise that I used you the first time, but you are still willing to protect me like this."

Xia Qing's face was numb: "...Your Majesty, there are some things that you don't need to tell the truth."

Lou Guanxue: "Actually, I was also surprised."

Xia Qing stared at the red paper in his hand, and changed the subject: "Can you shut up, put on some lipstick, and make a fuss!"

Lou Guanxue glanced at him, laughed lightly, took the paper slowly, but still said: "Xia Qing, I'm really dangerous."

His thin lips touched the red paper and put it down again.

He said lightly: "If you hadn't entered my barrier by accident, when I break the barrier by myself, it will be the day when your soul will fly away."

Xia Qing froze, her fingertips felt slightly cold.

Lou Guanxue said lightly: "I really wanted to let you go at the beginning. But you Fengyuelou chose to stay, and Liulita chose to come back. Then you rejected Ananda and chose to take it, then you rejected the entanglement but chose to use this way to protect me."

Speaking of this, he put down the red paper, his dyed lips were as gorgeous and extravagant as blood, and smiled at Xia Qing who was about to explode: "Don't worry. I haven't finished yet."

Xia Qing took a deep breath, suppressed his restless mood, and stood aside coldly.

Lou Guanxue said suddenly: "But I'm more surprised not by your choice, but by myself."

Xia Qing froze, met his eyes as deep as the cold abyss, almost instantly remembered what Lou Guanxue said in Zhaixing Tower in his mind.

Isn't everything he did "meticulous care" and "unwavering infatuation" in a sense?

"..." Is it so difficult to be a good person these days? ?

He was still holding the flower tin in his hand, maintaining the posture of leaning against the dressing table, looking down quietly with his light brown pupils.

Lou Guanxue said: "I don't like people around me. When I let you go, it was actually a chance for you."

"But that night in Fengyue Tower, I didn't kill you, but let you stay, how strange."

"Even after that, I will take whatever you ask for, and answer all your questions."

Speaking of this, Lou Guanxue chuckled lightly, as if thinking of something sarcastic and funny, her voice was cold: "Playing the flute, cooking... I never thought I would serve people like this."

Xia Qing froze in place.The irritability at the beginning completely dissipated after hearing these few words, people were stunned, not knowing what Lou Guanxue wanted to say.

Lou Guanxue is used to guessing people's hearts, he propped his chin, tilted his head and smiled and said, "Do you want me to continue?"

Xia Qing's thoughts were in a mess, his eyes wandered, staring at his lips, which were stained with red paper, it was really like blood, and this face was even more captivating.

Don't, don't want to, don't say it.

Xia Qing lowered his head, retracted his gaze, changed the subject and said, "I found that the color of this red paper is quite nice, and it suits you quite well."

Lou Guanxue stared at him for a moment, then laughed twice, light and cold.This kind of laughter only lasted for a moment, and he stopped laughing very quickly, his expression faded, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Qing's wrist, and with all his strength, Xia Qing was pulled forward.

Xia Qing's eyes widened.

Into the nose is the fragrance of osmanthus oil mixed in the cold breath, rich and elegant, as if going straight into the land of fireworks, ten feet of red dust, and the surrounding is full of lingering love.

His lips were kissed, cold and strong.

Xia Qing's pupils widened.

Lou Guanxue's hoarse and cold voice came from next to his ear: "I think it may be more suitable for you."