Suo Jinling

He Zhongyin squeezed Chen Jing's shoulders, slapped Chen Jing twice, got up and jumped to the top of the tree, and ran straight to the medicine hut.

The medicine hut had been completely burned by the raging flames, billowing thick smoke, and the flames leaped into the sky, burning the clouds until they were golden.

He Zhongyin ran along the end of the fire, and the smoke became stronger as he went in. He covered his lips but still couldn't resist the smoke entering his throat. He thought again like , jumped up and rushed towards the giant tree, this tree is as high as several people, and it can only be surrounded by several people, it is a famous sacred tree in the mansion, he stepped on the tall branch, and looked intently at the place where the black smoke was thickest Suddenly, a black shadow leaped out from the smoke and dust, stepped on the roof and flew out a few steps, and suddenly disappeared.

The man was holding something in his hand, his black clothes were torn, most of his skin was burned, but his body movements were exceptionally fast, he looked like a trainer.He Zhongyin sensed something was wrong, jumped down to block an officer, pulled the bow and crossbow from him, and rushed straight to the man in black.

The man in black was seriously injured, and the torn clothes rubbed against the wound. He should have been struggling in pain. I don't know where the strength came from, but he jumped into the mountain like a flying swallow and climbed wantonly on the cliff. Not long after the snow fell in the mountain, the stones were covered with thick Covered in ice, the man in black is holding something in his palm, as if he is afraid of losing it on the way to escape, and he can't feel at ease even in his arms.

He Zhongyin stood still, drew his bow, and a long arrow flew into the air, brushing against the man's thigh. The man in black fell to the ground, staggered up, slid down the hillside, and swept out a long arrow. blood line.

Why is this back view somewhat familiar?

The man in black wore a hood to cover his face with a black cloth, covering himself tightly. At first glance, he couldn't even see clearly, let alone recognize who it was. He Zhongyin recalled Ah Jing's words, and his chest felt ominous. His disciple's first love is a piece of wood that can't be torn apart. If the young man beside him can't be found, he doesn't know what kind of dead end he will walk into.

Living in hatred and killing at a young age, who can tell what it will look like in the future.

As a man, if he wants to marry a man, he is really risking the disgrace of the world. If the young man stays with Ah Jing all the time, as he gets older, his affection may gradually fade away, but if the young man is killed by the fire, If he dies, or disappears out of thin air, then he will become a sharp thorn, nailed in Ah Jing's heart, making Ah Jing feel like a stick in his throat, and he will never forget it.

The man in black must have been tired, his footsteps were getting slower and slower, everywhere he passed was dotted with blood, but he was still walking on the cliff, as if he was about to escape from here, He Zhongyin Convinced more and more that there was something strange about what he was holding in his hand, he focused his attention on the next arrow, causing the arrow to fly like a blade of wind, straight to the forearm of the man in black. , slid across the knees of the man in black, and the man in black knelt down on the ground. The thing was violently thrown away, crashed into the stones, and drifted away in the snow.

That's... a scroll.

The scroll is delicate and exquisite, and when it is unfolded, the sandalwood will overflow and float in the wind, and the strands will catch the tip of the nose, He Zhongyin only feels strange, this scroll is like a wordless book, why is it protecting it like a treasure, where did it come from? ······

General Chen Rui said before that there are dragon veins behind the medicine hut. This time, when the fire suddenly ignited, the rocks in the depths of the mansion cracked and magma overflowed. Apart from the dragon veins, I don’t know what else could have such a battle. If this scroll is Snatched from the veins of the dragon...

He Zhongyin's brows were furrowed, and his murderous intention suddenly arose.

He bent his bow and drew the tail of the arrow, aiming at the back of the man in black.

The man in black is at the end of his crossbow, destined to be unable to dodge the arrow. This scroll may be something that guards the dragon's veins, so it must not be damaged.

The man in black climbed up tremblingly, clutching the scroll with his hands and feet together, as if he was too tired to move, lying on the ground panting.

Boom, boom, boom.

kill him.

kill him.

kill him.

He Zhongyin screamed in his heart, but his fingers trembled unceasingly, the arrow could not be shot out for a long time.

The arrow tail feathers scraped across his neck, snow water stuck to his eyelashes, and his eyes were blood red. He seemed to see himself, the one holding a baby, with bare hands and disheveled hair, running hopelessly in the forest.

While he was hesitating, the man in black gathered his strength, grabbed the scroll with hands and feet, and flew down the slope.

He Zhongyin withdrew his mind, pinched the tail of the arrow with his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and just before the arrow shot out, there was a wolf howl in the forest, He Zhongyin shook his finger, the arrow missed half an inch, and brushed against the man in black Neck, nailed straight to the trunk.

Wolves howled one after another, piercing through the sky like thunder, as if a pack of wolves came out to hunt, tearing their prey into pieces and devouring them piece by piece.

The snow fell silently, the arrow tails trembled on the tree trunk, and the man in black disappeared.

He Zhongyin couldn't stand upright, and knelt down on the ground with his knees bent. Memories flooded in. He unconsciously thought of that child. If that child was taken away, he would definitely become a ration for beasts, and the wolves would bite off the child's arms and feet. , biting his neck and pulling his head off, the child was still laughing and shaking the bell around his neck, before he died, he didn’t know how to panic, how to hiss and cry, begging himself to save him...

He Zhongyin pinched his throat, his shoulders trembled endlessly, his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were about to vomit, his nails were pressed into his palms, and the back of his hands was covered with blue veins.

He could barely stand up, and he stayed there for an unknown amount of time, his forehead nailed to the ground, and the thick snow fell in layers, forming a puddle on his shoulders.

The footprints were covered in snow and mist, and a few grains of blood splashed on the ground, like red plum blossoms in winter, blooming in the picture scroll.

The sound of the wind rushed along the side cheeks, and the remaining blood in the palm of the hand froze, freezing together with the scroll.

Lan Jingming lay on the back of the white wolf, and followed the white wolf to leap in the forest, through the vast canyon, past the inaccessible villages, step into the Taihang Mountains, and hide in a cave.

There are countless dead bones scattered on the mountain, and the eagles are circling in the sky. They are staring at the below |, wanting to grab the rations and have a full meal.

"Xiaobai, thank you," Lan Jingming's robes were all torn, his shoulders, thighs and thighs were bruised and purple, his forearm was wiped off by arrows, blood poured down from his neck, dripping wet half of his body.He didn't care about it, hugged the white wolf's neck, buried it in the snow-white fur, "Thank you for coming to save me."

The white wolf looked at him silently, stuck out his tongue to lick the wound for him, and licked Lan Jingming's cheek again. Lan Jingming closed his eyes, his cheek was scraped by the thorny tongue, tears gushed out like a tide, and was licked clean by the white wolf.

"Xiaobai, I'm so cold, let me hug you," Lan Jingming approached the white wolf, and hugged the white wolf's neck tightly. After hugging for a while, he still felt cold. He got into the white wolf's belly, was wrapped by the white wolf's tail, and held tightly. Holding the white wolf's fur, "Xiaobai...has mother ever hugged me?"

He panicked and thought of his mother again, his heart was empty, and his body was covered with cold sweat, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The white wolf couldn't speak, so he curled his tail silently and hugged Lan Jingming even tighter.

"I'm sorry, Ah Jing," Lan Jingming breathed out, his face buried in the white wolf's fur, "Ah Jing is so sincere...he will hate me to the core."

"I don't know if I take this scroll away... the dragon veins will explode," Lan Jingming trembled, his eyelashes fluttering, "how could this be... If I run away like this, what should Ah Jing do? What should we do? Chen Rui will definitely protect him, but he will not let him go lightly."

"Is there any way to make Ah Jing forgive me?" Lan Jingming murmured tremblingly, as if asking the white wolf, but also asking himself, "No, don't forgive me, how dare you ask him to forgive me and make him hate you?" Get through me, pick my skin and bones and drink my blood, as long as... he can feel better."

Chen Jing was wearing armor, sitting in the bloody bedroom, holding his sister-in-law's palm.

Zhou Shuning's complexion was pale, her eyes were half-opened and half-closed, her body was covered with a soft mattress, her lips were lavender, and she breathed lightly and shallowly.

There was no sound in the bedroom, Lu Wenmo stood in the corner with tears in his eyes, quietly changed the cloth towel, and brought out dripping blood.

Chen Jing didn't dare to look anywhere, only dared to look at his sister-in-law's face. In his heart, his sister-in-law was no different from his mother. Seeing that his sister-in-law was so weak, how could he not feel pain in his heart. overflow.

"Ari... I miss my parents, and I want to go home to see them." Zhou Shuning's eyes were loose and empty, "Mother wrote a letter a few days ago, saying that Dad drank too much while playing chess. After taking two sips of spirits, I passed out on the ground when I woke up. I couldn't lift the knife when I woke up. I got very angry at home and smashed the chessboard at home. My parents are old, and I can't be filial to my parents. You should go back and have a look.”

Ever since I came to the general's mansion, everything in the mansion has been complicated and busy every day, and I have never heard my sister-in-law mention home. At this time, my sister-in-law's palms are cold and she is unconscious. He fell down and knocked his younger brother unconscious. He went to the lake to catch fish and fell into an ice cave. He sneaked out of his mother’s powder box and accidentally smashed it. Blacked out... There are always so many things, she can't stop laughing to herself, Lu Wenmo turned his back and secretly wiped away tears, Chen Jing clenched his sister-in-law's fingers, full of panic, how much he thought of the young man at this moment By his side, accompany him to face together.

He was terrified, his palm was wet and cold, as if it would melt into the wind.

He always seems to be losing.

Lost the protection of his parents, lost the big brother who let him go, couldn't catch the young man who was in love with each other, and now he can't even keep his sister-in-law...?

He wanted to say something, but he choked up when he reached the edge of his mouth, and only breath sounds came out.

"After you marry again, you must treat your child kindly." Zhou Shuning closed her eyes, "I haven't given him a name yet, so I'll let you decide."

The maidservants around couldn't help crying, sobbing in the bedroom, Chen Jing couldn't bear it anymore, suppressed the choking in his throat: "I won't marry again."

"If you leave," Chen Jing breathed out word by word, "I will never marry again in this life."

Zhou Shuning smiled.

"A Rui would still coax me." Zhou Shuning closed her eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Ah Jing, I gave that girl the jade bracelet from her natal family. If you want to marry, don't stop it."

Chen Jing's arms froze, and the circles of his eyes turned red instantly. For some reason, hatred rose from his heart. At this moment, he hated everything, the benevolence, righteousness and etiquette that bound people, the newborn child, the clan tradition of passing on the family line, even ······ Hate this man-eating general's mansion.

There was a strong wind outside the house, footsteps came hurriedly, but stopped at the door.

The bedroom door opened a small crack, Chen Rui took off his armor and walked straight to the edge of the collapse with anxious eyes.

Chen Jing got up and stood up, silently retreated to the door, the dragon vein rumbled and exploded continuously, Chen Ruihun didn't care, just sat on Zhou Shuning's side, whispered something in her ear, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Chen Jing couldn't bear to look any longer, and quietly backed out of the door. Everyone in the mansion went to Longmai to fight the fire. The black smoke was much lighter than before. Chen Jing didn't dare to stay here anymore. He would go crazy if he stayed here. He ran all the way to Longmai , Climb to the middle of the mountain, walk straight in along the gap, the inside is full of broken walls, drooping vegetation, black stones, and the original appearance cannot be seen.

It was also the first time for him to enter the dragon's veins. Outside, there are lush vegetation and flowing water. Every stone and tree are carved by nature. The depth is actually full of Taoist spells, as if holding something.

All the spells as far as the eye could see were rotted, and only embers were left after being burned by the flames. The magma condensed into blocks on the ground, rolling into a piece like ink, and the fingertips burned when touched.

The turf was bare, and there was almost nothing left. A glass-like high platform was split in two, and a faint sandalwood smell mixed with burnt smell came. The sandalwood is faintly present, somewhat similar to that of the young man.

Chen Jing held the stone, looked up at the sky silently, pinched the stone with his fingers, and crushed it into ashes with his hands.

He didn't listen to Hu Xiaozhu any more, went straight back to his bedroom, leaned his head on the pillow, and pressed something, the pain under his neck was severe, he got up, groped under the pillow twice, and took out a jade bracelet .

The jade bracelet once worn on the boy's wrist.

He picked up the jade bracelet, put it on his wrist twice, and only put it into his fingers.

The jade bracelet was put down and stuffed under the pillow again.

He stood up and walked around the room twice. There were two words crooked on the rice paper on the table: take care.

Chen Jing stretched out his finger and rubbed it on the paper twice. The ink stain was only a short time ago, and it must have been a long time ago.

The words on the paper were particularly eye-catching, Chen Jing clicked twice, tore the rice paper into pieces, raised his hand to open the window lattice, and loosened his palms into the wind.

There is a familiar figure beside the table and chair. He once held the boy's finger here and taught him to write and draw. The two had a quarrel, rolled into a ball on the couch, fell under the table, and broke the dishes and chopsticks .

The mattress on the couch was a mess, it was once full of wine stains, the smell of green bamboo leaves suddenly surged up, choking him dizzy, he slowly sat down on the chair.

A small bedroom, full of youthful atmosphere, Chen Jing breathed quietly, emptied his mind of thoughts, didn't want to think about anything for a while, just wanted to have a good sleep and forget everything when he woke up.

Forget about that killing, forget about the white wolf in the snow, forget about that young man with a golden bell.

Forget everything, become stupid, reckless and stupid, so maybe... it will be much easier.

The wooden door was tapped twice, and there was a creak, and a long gown floated in. He Zhongyin came with Fengshuang and sat beside Chen Jingtao.

He Zhongyin didn't make a sound, just sat there quietly to accompany him, Chen Jing turned his head in a daze, and pulled half of the corner of his lips: "Sir, how is sister-in-law?"

"There is too much energy and blood loss, and we need to recuperate from now on," He Zhongyin said, "Ah Jing, don't worry too much."

"Bai Qing is gone," Chen Jing murmured, "It doesn't matter if you go back, go back to the mountains, go back to the jungle, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, that's considered chic and wanton."

He Zhongyin immediately understood that Chen Jing didn't want to think about the worst. He would rather believe that the boy was gone and turned into the wind and soared in the forest than anything else.

It's just that the Longmai matter is not trivial, even if the General's Mansion is turned upside down, this matter will be revealed.

The young man disguised himself as a woman and followed Ah Jing into the mansion, and then disappeared out of thin air after the dragon vein was destroyed. If everything was calm, the general and his wife might turn a blind eye to make Ah Jing happy, but right now they absolutely do not. possible.The plague is rampant outside, and Yongkang City is in chaos. Maybe there are some thieves, or people with ulterior motives in the mansion, sneaking into the dragon's veins to try to do something wrong, but even so... it still has something to do with the boy.

Chen Jing is always like a beaming little sun, bumping around in the mansion, forgetting any troublesome things in the next day, he doesn't care whoever talks about him and who offends him, even if he is beaten to pieces by the general, take care of him He would still go up to him, never saw that he really held grudges against anyone, but now Chen Jing's eyes were dark, full of hatred that was about to come, and there was no smile at all.

The little boy had a hard back, his arms clenched into fists, as if he had grown up overnight, and he was no longer as childish as before.

He Zhongyin longed for Chen Jing to grow up, but he didn't want him to grow up like this. The carefree happiness is always fleeting. Born in the general's mansion, the burdens in the future will be one after another, and he will be overwhelmed. , if possible...he hoped that Ah Jing, like Xiu Zhu, would keep that innocent heart.

"Ah Jing, take a rest when you're tired," He Zhongyin said, "The plague outside has been suppressed, you haven't closed your eyes for the past few days, take a rest first, the rest will be discussed when you wake up."

Chen Jing was indeed tired.

He was exhausted physically and mentally, his tired chest was stuffy, and there was darkness in front of his eyes. His whole body was supported by one breath, and he didn't want to lie down for a long time. At this moment, his husband told him to rest, so he realized that he was tired. Everything is spinning.

He Zhongyin walked to the table and lit the tranquilizing incense to help people fall asleep. The smoke only rose for a moment. Chen Jing turned his head and nestled in the bed, covered his nose with his outer robe, and exhaled loudly: "Don't want this... "Change one."

This incense is all sandalwood, and He Zhongyin changed to another plum blossom incense. This time, Chen Jing didn't make a sound, and bowed silently, looking as if he had fallen asleep.

He Zhongyin blew out the candle, went out and closed the door, the room was silent, Chen Jing couldn't close his eyes, he took out the jade bracelet from under the pillow, and looked at it in front of him.

The jade bracelet was warm, as if it still carried the body temperature of a teenager.

"is it you?"

Chen Jing pinched the jade bracelet and rested it gently on the tip of his nose, his eyes drooped downwards, staring at a point in the void.

"If you are, you'd better hope...don't get caught by me, if I catch you..."

He gritted his teeth, his upper body was like falling into a frozen lake, shivering from the cold, his lower body was like falling into magma, his legs were so hard that he panicked, his nose was covered with sweat.

"I will never let you go."

"If it wasn't for you," Chen Jing relaxed, exhaled a long breath, and rubbed the jade bracelet with his fingers, rubbing it inch by inch, as if rubbing a young man's neck, pinching his veins and kneading, "I said take care, and I want to make a difference." If you play me, Chen Jing, as a fool, you should ask me if I agree."

He Zhongyin left Chen Jing's bedroom, went out of the house and returned to his courtyard, boiled a few bowls of medicine with ginseng lotus, and used acupuncture to walk through the acupuncture points. It was no different from the past, Xiu Zhu was very tired these few days, he was short of energy and needed to rest, He Zhongyin tucked the quilt for him, and went back to his bedroom, he wanted to rest for a while, but he couldn't Falling asleep, he got up and went to the cabinet, took out the hairpin box, and stroked the branches and leaves of the heart-killing grass on it. The scroll in the hands of the man in black today was really strange, and he couldn't forget it. He always felt that the scroll seemed to be related to something. Thinking about it but not being able to figure it out, He Zhongyin couldn't figure it out. He took off his outer robe and lay down on the couch, gradually sinking into a dream.

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"You talk about the Hunyuan map of mountains and rivers every day, and it makes my ears callus. What is that, at least tell me clearly."

The sun was shining brightly, the recliner creaked, and He Zhongyin was swaying. Rice paper was placed on his head to block the scorching sun. He Lianqiao was beating the dough in the kitchen, and it was tinkling. His two legs were thicker than noodles. Soft, with no intention of getting up to help.

"He Zhongyin! You don't work hard, you don't know the grain, let's see which girl is willing to marry you in the future!"

He Lianqiao came over with all his teeth and claws, and waved the wooden stick in the air. After dancing for a long time, he didn't want to drop it, so he sat on the table angrily, held the wooden stick against the rice paper, and poked the tip of He Zhongyin's nose.

"The Hunyuan Map of Mountains and Rivers is the treasure of our witch doctor clan. There are many famous mountains and rivers in this world, and there are countless rare medicinal materials. But the rare treasures that can truly life and death human flesh and bones are only recorded in the Hunyuan Map of Mountains, Rivers and Rivers. This The picture is actually an exquisite and delicate scroll, unfolded with sandalwood, inside is wordless heavenly scriptures, it will be useless for outsiders to get it, only the blood of our witch doctor clan... can make it appear."

"It doesn't sound very interesting." He Zhongyin yawned and turned half of his body on the recliner. "Whoever wants it can take it."

He Lianqiao stamped his feet on the ground, his face flushed with anger, and his seven orifices smoked: "Listen to me, it also records the place where the world's most precious heart-killing grass grows. There is only one plant of heart-killing grass. The pill is only enough for one person to take. If it is a seriously injured person who is dying, no matter what the injury is, as long as he has a breath, Zhuxincao can bring him back to life, and the recovery is the same as before; Heart Grass can make that person... immortal."

The rocking chair immediately stopped the sound.

He Zhongyin took off half of the rice paper, raised his eyelashes, and stared into He Lianqiao's eyes: "Is there really such a miracle drug in the world?"

"It's absolutely true," He Lianqiao said, "There is absolutely no falsehood."

"Those vulgar people will beat their heads to death in order to find it," He Zhongyin yawned, picked up the wooden stick to play with, and clicked his tongue, "The world is so chaotic outside, and it probably cannot be separated from this." relation."

"If you are in a high position and have inexhaustible glory and wealth, who would be willing to let go and leave it all to future generations to enjoy," He Lianqiao sighed, "It's just that this heart-killing grass is the most treasured treasure. It absorbs the sun and the moon. Essence, which has already cultivated spiritual consciousness, even if it is found by someone, it is still an ordinary herb, and there is only one situation that can turn it into a panacea."

"What's the situation?"

"Irrigate it with your heart and soul." He Lianqiao took two steps forward, squatting halfway in front of He Zhongyin, holding both ends of the rocking chair, not letting his younger brother move, "For hundreds of years in the clan, only you have This Guanyin holy blood, you have to sincerely want to help that person and have no distracting thoughts in your mind, so that you can connect with the mind-killing grass spiritual consciousness and refine it into a panacea."

"You say it like this, as if I have the power of life and death, and whoever wants to die will die, and whoever wants to live will live." He Zhongyin lazily lay back on the recliner and yawned for a long time, "First of all, this There will be no one in the world who is worth my effort to save. Even if the Heavenly King Laozi came, he would not have the ability. Secondly, this Laoshizitu sounds like a disaster. If I really find it, the first thing I will do is Burn it to ashes."

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He Zhongyin fell back on the reclining chair, covered his face with the rice paper, and there was a click at the bottom of his waist, and the wooden chair cracked. He fell to the ground, raised half of his body suddenly, and put his fingers on his forehead.

He was still lying on the couch, it was dark outside, and this time he slept into the night, he hadn't slept so deeply for a long time.

Xu Shi touched the hairpin box before going to bed, and recalled the past in his dream.

The sound of the wind in the forest can be heard, and there are still marks on the fingers where the bowstring was strangled.

He Zhongyin pinched the center of his eyebrows, recalling the appearance of the scroll.

If he guessed correctly, the Hunyuan map of mountains and rivers is in the dragon veins, and the man in black... stole it.