Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

This murmur of day and night thoughts is like a solitary bird with all its strength, looking through the autumn waters to the end of the world, and finally lands in front of the acacia tree, holding a piece of letter paper and handing it to the waiting person, but in the paper is The vast expanse of whiteness, because thousands of words can't write all the sorrows and hatreds of parting, and the books can't be exhausted.After going through several hardships and living up to the love of several lives, Fang looked at the person he was thinking of with his eyes at the beginning of love, but every inch of withered black hair strangled his heart, and cut out blood dripping with regret.

After a long time without hearing an answer, Jiang Bin walked up to Wen Qu on his knees in the dead silence, tremblingly cupping his face, only to see his own desolation reflected in a pair of gloomy eyes.

"Zitong..." His eyes were red and he couldn't speak, "Can you answer me?"

He also asked this question when he was lured into a dream, and he still remembered that Wen Qu stared at him for a long time, only saying that he had a dream.But it turned out that the person in the dream was himself. In the dream, he was unscrupulously hurting his body, but the dream asked him why he didn't know him.

This is cause and effect, and it is karma, and he should bear it.But it is clear that Wenqu was fine when I saw Wenqu in Jianzhong before, why is it like this now?

Jiang Bin didn't dare to look into those lifeless eyes any more, and hugged Wen Qu in his arms, sobbing and swallowing, but finally shed tears.The tears were actually red, dripping on Yuebai's robe, fainting a shocking color of blood.One drop, another drop, became a plum.That plum, once reflected behind the vigorous generals, once fell on the red paper with double stalks, once born under the tireless broken branches.

Today, he can still shed tears, but Wen Qu has never expressed his palpable sadness in front of him. Even when he was "reunited after a broken mirror", he just leaned on Jiang Bin's shoulder for a moment, but Jiang Bin knew that he could not bear it. The pain of the pain is far greater than his own, but in the long loneliness, he knows that nothing can be redeemed by remorse and pain. Only by abandoning distracting thoughts and accumulating sorrow and joy can he rely on deep-rooted obsession and perversely fulfill the vow of being together .But until now, what killed him was this obsession with not being able to get what he wanted.

Jiang Bin hugged Wenqu as if he was holding a thousand-year-old piece of ice. He didn't say a word, and let him do what he did, and Jiang Bin's heart became cold, like a flower of Sophora japonica frozen in mid-air, and he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a murderous aura spread behind him silently. Jiang Bin reacted a little slower because of grief, but still instinctively held Wen Qu for half a circle, narrowly dodging the blow.But after the storm passed, the blue pearl on his waist had already fallen into the other party's hands.

Looking up, the sneak attacker had exactly the same face as him when he was young, but those familiar eyes were full of anger and hatred: "You still dare to come?"

"Lanyuan?" Jiang Bin vaguely remembered the fairy boy's name. When he was in the heavenly court, he always looked as cold as ice when he saw him. He also had such delusions.

"Heh...do you remember?" Lan Yuan crushed Qingzhu severely, "It must be those troublesome people again! But since we're here, we can't even think about going out!"

Jiang Bin had just regained his memory, and his whole heart was tied to Wen Qu. He had long forgotten that there was such a person, and seeing him now, it was clear that he planned to die together, and he couldn't help feeling anxious: "You hate me, no matter what happens , but if Wenqu doesn't wake up..."

"Do you think he has become like this, who caused it?" Lan Yuan's eyes were locked on the expressionless Wen Qu, and his hatred for Jiang Bin increased, "You were the one who lured him into a dream! He Believe in you, and consume your heart and soul to maintain the illusion. Now, his sane time is getting less and less day by day, and he will forget it, that is, the end of the song."

These words were like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, Jiang Bin tightened his arms in pain, but his hands trembled slightly, unable to hide his distraught.

Seeing his embarrassment, Lan Yuan couldn't help sneering: "Who is showing such hypocrisy? He was originally a pure-hearted and worthless person, but now he has fallen into the mortal world and the way of magic, all thanks to you! If you don't believe what you say, and change your mind when you see a difference, what face do you have to ask him to get rid of his demons? I am the only one who will kill him until his death. If gods block and kill gods and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, I must accompany him for the last journey!"

After all, the murderous aura was strong, and when he thought about it, several streams of water sprang up from the river beside Jiang Bin, condensed into ice arrows in mid-air, and swooped down together.Jiang Bin has not yet recovered from the words of being blamed, and it is too late to know that his life is hanging by a thread.

But at the very moment, Wen Qu, who was held in Jiang Bin's arms, suddenly grew white hair, and waved clusters of ice arrows like whips to sweep away all the ice arrows, and then clung to each other's bodies in strands and strands. Like a cocoon, it protects the two of them well.

Jiang Bin was stunned for a long time, Fang looked down at the man in his arms, but saw his eyes drooping, his expression blank, it seemed that the astonishing act was not out of his original intention.

Not far away, Lan Yuan, who was thwarted by the attack, also stood in a daze for a long time before taking a step back and laughing loudly.That laughter was like a cuckoo crying blood, and swan geese whining, and his appearance also changed to its original appearance with this stern laugh.He was originally handsome and upright, but at this moment, his facial features were all distorted by hatred into a ferocious ghost.

He laughed for a while, then Fang blushed and gritted his teeth: "Look! Even if he loses his mind, he is still the most lucid one! How come you don't know that this is a dream, why don't you know that I'm occupying the magpie's nest?"

Jiang Bin, through layers of frosted hair, could still imagine the scene of Lan Yuan's fury and spiritual power overflowing at this time. He guessed that he was furious because of Wenqu's obstruction. Accompanied by Lan Yuan's exclamation, the murderous aura dissipated immediately.

Jiang Bin didn't know what happened, so he hugged Wen Qu tightly, but saw a vague outline approaching "Silkworm Cocoon".

"Jiang Bin, but you?"

Jiang Bin's whole body was shocked. Although he couldn't see the person's face clearly, he could recognize the tone and voice even when he was bone-destroyed!

"Before, I wondered why the stars wanted me to see you. According to my cultivation, it is not difficult to find a soul... But you... finally chose him?"

Those words lived up to the arrogance, and there was exhaustion and sorrow between the lines, like the endless impacts in front of Lingxing's gate, piercing cracks like grinning smiles on the impenetrable heart defense.

"Aren't you joking, just because you remember the past with him, you will ruin everything with me?"

A series of cracks outline shocking afterimages. It is clearly the same mouth, but it is vowed to spit out two words of unswerving determination. Could it be that this sincerity can also be cut into two?

"If you are so affectionate and determined, I will let you enjoy yourselves freely, but I don't want to be burdened by the words of love. This soul is still gone. In the previous life, I only thought of myself as being passionate!"

After saying that, he saw the figure recede, and the brilliance around him covered up the vision of the sun and the moon shining together.

"No—" Jiang Bin was so anxious that he seemed to be able to see the man disappearing in front of him again, but he was powerless.

But the white hair wrapped around him was layer upon layer, like mist and rain, like threads of love, no matter what, it would cut off continuously.

In desperation, Jiang Bin couldn't care about anything else, he pulled the Shuang's hair and pulled it up. The person in his arms didn't know whether it was caused by the pain, or because he noticed his panic, his eye feathers trembled, and he withdrew everything. Wisps of nostalgia, dormant on his slightly shrunken back in dejection, no matter how indifferent.

However, what greeted Jiang Bin was not the face that made him worry, but a grinning face.

With a chill in his heart, the sharp ice blade has penetrated his body.

There were creepy laughter in my ears: "Xing Jun, you can see it! But an illusion reveals his true form! Isn't he just a heartless and ungrateful person? How dare you shamelessly say that you want to get rid of your demons! I This requires him to be buried with you!"

Wen Qu lowered his eyes, allowing the blood from Jiang Bin's heart to drip between his brows.

Jiang Bin held the ice blade nailed into his body tremblingly, feeling that half of his body was burning in the mountain of flames, and the other half was soaking in the abyss of weak water. Like a hook, half of the setting sun is like blood... It turns out that the soul can also be injured and die.

Lan Yuan didn't blame him for anything, he was indeed shaken, he hurt Wen Qu again for the sake of Ying Huo Xingjun, who would wholeheartedly protect him even if he was enchanted.

There is nothing more sorrowful than death, so what face does he have to brazenly say that he wants to be with Wen Qu forever and ever?

What's so hard about being sober?The hard part is writing it off.

Jiang Bin is not afraid of dying just now, but what Wen Qu will remember until his death is not the deep love for each other, but his repeated disappointment.

Jiang Bin wanted to speak to Wen Qu one more time and take one last look at him, but he couldn't.Everything in front of me gradually disappeared, except for the fragrance of Sophora japonica, faint and lingering.

He seems to have returned to that year again, he pasted the couplet with plum characters on it, rubbed his hands and moved away a bit, checking that it was not crooked, then smiled at the civil servant who was quietly watching him by the locust tree.At that time, he hadn't married yet, and he hadn't hated his fate in this world yet.Everything stays at the most beautiful time, just like the Sophora japonica flower that never fades in this dream.

But now, it's too late...

Jiang Bin's eyes stared blankly at the illusion created by him, but he couldn't tell whether it was his inner demon or his own karma.

However, at the moment when his consciousness was about to dissipate, a ray of light suddenly pierced between his eyebrows, and flew across his limbs and bones like lightning and flint.

Jiang Bin woke up suddenly, and looked down, the ice blade piercing through his chest had already turned into a pool of water stains.He barely propped himself up, although he was still a little dizzy, but he had all five senses, and he was back to normal.Looking around in a daze, Wen Qu was still sitting beside him, while Lan Yuan, who had hurt him just now, was curled up and collapsed in the blood, staring at a figure in mid-air whose clothes were flying with fear.

That is the domineering and domineering phoenix flying, with a fairy seal between the brows, which is so red and coquettish because of the urging of the mind.

All the suspended Sophora japonica flowers were burned to ashes by him, but he only carelessly played with a ring.

The ring was engraved with a beast's face, and there were several shocking cracks, just like the cracks in the heart, cracking into indifference of not knowing each other.