Drink Cang Records

Mu Qingyang knew that Cangsang always carried a strange book with him. Among the seemingly endless letters, jade charms, and parchment scrolls that came from unknown sources in Yincang Tower, this book was particularly special. , Cangsang may not always watch it, but it will definitely be carried with you.

Thinking of the spell that Cang Sang used this book to bring him back to the illusion of Rong Yang's memory, Mu Qingyang couldn't help feeling unhappy...

He doesn't like the feeling of always being treated as an ignorant child, especially when an outsider knows something about Cangsang that even he didn't know.

"How do you know... that book has the function of reflecting people's memory?"

Yue Qinglong said without changing his face: "You had a nightmare when you fell asleep while reading a book yesterday, and you talked about that book in your dreams, but it was related to the legendary Yan Luo Book that records people's lives."

"'Yan Luo Book'... Is there such a thing in the Tianhuang Secret Treasure Record?" Mu Qing stood up and wanted to go to the library to check if he remembered missing something, but Yue Qinglong held him back and refused to let him go.

"Since you are investigating the cause of your mother-in-law, don't waste your time on other places. Use it first, whether it works or not." Yue Qinglong subconsciously glanced at the West Garden where Mrs. Xin lived, and a dark light flashed in her eyes. , and then said in a very convincing tone: "Even if you don't check it today, you will check it in the future. My mother-in-law's health has been deteriorating in the past two years. I heard that your teacher's study collection is all-encompassing, but now you can use it. The means and the conditions required are too harsh, you can continue to aspire to become a doctor, but mother-in-law may not be able to wait that long..."

Mu Qingyang pondered for a moment, finally agreed with this statement, and said: "It's not unreasonable. Although I heard the teacher's words, Rong Yang's thoughts are very unusual, but it's about human life. It shouldn't hurt to negotiate with him."

Seeing him get up, Yue Qinglong also followed him, holding up her skirt.

"You stay here a moment."

Yue Qinglong was extremely dissatisfied and said: "Your teacher doesn't want to see me any more, I've been bothering you for so long, let me see how many eyes and ears he has!"

Mu Qingyang was in a complicated mood, and was about to put on a tough tone, when suddenly the door rang, followed by a gentle greeting, which seemed to be deliberately softened, with a soft nasal voice like a hooked girl, for no reason It was unbearable to scratch.

"Qing Yang, do you have any guests?"

Mu Qingyang: ...Wait, what happened with that tone? !

However, Yue Qinglong was stunned in place. Throughout her past and present lives, she had never seen such a person... It was an indescribable impression. The first thing she saw when she saw someone was not to notice his appearance. , but following his every movement, it seemed as if the pace of the four seasons passed by gradually, and finally when the four eyes met, it seemed that the quietest snow in the whole winter was in his eyes.

This daze lasted until the man spoke again.

"I heard from the owner of this place that the girl often stays with her younger brother without abandoning her eccentric temper. I would like to thank Ye Mou here." When he spoke, his soft long snow hair was half covered, and his attractive eyes were calm as before, but the words But there is warmth in it.

Mu Qingyang listened stiffly to Cang Sang's obvious nonsense, and had a bad premonition, and said in a daze, "...Did you not take the medicine or did you take the wrong medicine?"

Yue Qinglong, on the other hand, settled down, recalling fragments of her previous life crazily in her mind... She only knew that the Sha God first came into the world near here, but she didn't know that Sha God had an older brother when he was young, and she didn't know that his brother was such a person. ...

Thinking stopped abruptly, Yue Qinglong subconsciously withdrew her eyes and looked away, and her tongue became awkward: "No, we hit it off right away. Huh? Why do you have a different surname from Qingyang, could it be that you are a righteous brother?"

Cang Sang passed Mu Qingyang, who was full of astonishment, and took a seat by himself, "I have a mother, it's just a family accident, Qing Yang took her mother's surname. Since you and Qing Yang fell in love, I will recognize you as a sister. In the future I'll take care of you too."

If Ye Qiukuang himself would have thought trivially here: Then let’s not take care of it a few days ago.

In fact, the meaning is about the same. After Cangsang finished speaking, he looked at Yue Qinglong indifferently. This is a kind of conversation technique. After you finish speaking, you keep looking at the other person's eyes, and the other person will subconsciously make a gesture in your eyes. Responds hastily, but tends to be thoughtful and detailed.

Yue Qinglong immediately felt that this aura was unfathomable, and it was faintly more mysterious than those Nascent Soul monsters. Although he had doubts, he was also delighted and said: "So Qinglong is also called elder brother. , I don't know brother—"

Cang Sang said expressionlessly, "Ye Qiukuang."

Mu Qingyang consciously faced the wall... He really did.

Cangsang turned around and looked at Mu Qingyang: "There is such a beautiful woman, and I don't recommend Yu as brother, Qingyang, you are too ruthless."

Mu Qingyang didn't want to say anything anymore, so she could only light a candle for her brother.

……

The long talk in the courtyard lasted from noon to sunset, and Cang Sang still had a kind of indifference when talking with others, but it was this kind of indifference that just made the girl's heart flutter. There was some strange emotion in Yue Qinglong's eyes.

...Does he know that you are so black behind my brother's back?

After being silent for a whole afternoon, Mu Qingyang had already endured like a tortoise while the tea was cooling down.

"...It's all the same in the world of faces." As soon as he left, the lazy and poisonous homeowner sneered again: "Most scumbags are so open-minded that they can accept all women, your brother will thank me .”

"Speaking of which, why did you deliberately show affection to Qing Long?"

"Calling you by name in private means that you have a good impression of this woman, and it also reflects your resistance to being my child bride. When your brother sold you to me back then, you agreed to be a child bride. Looking at the situation today , do you feel that my interests have been violated, will I still keep silent and be a gentle, beautiful, poetic and picturesque man?"

Mu Qingyang suddenly felt a blood grievance: "I haven't even seen her, and I don't even know her beauty or ugliness, so why do I have evil intentions?"

Cang Sang said sympathetically, "It's a kind of sadness that you can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness at your age."

"Probably because I have never seen anyone else with my own eyes except you."

...but also because of this, you are always the best and the only one.There was no reason for this sentence to come out of Mu Qingyang's heart.

……

[I remember this year very clearly. The pear blossoms were all over the pond in front of Yincang Tower. I was used to the tranquility, but I didn’t realize that something was different in me at that time. The desire in my heart, the expectation of Cangsang , or desire, there is something different.I still resist all the explicit and implied guidance Cangsang gave me, from preventing me from getting in touch with Yue Qinglong to saving Mrs. Xin, or that he put Rong Yang's life and death in my hands, I seem to be full of benevolent words on the surface They all showed that I wanted to get rid of the shadow of Cangsang, and even... I began to try to do things independently that obviously violated his ideas. I couldn't find a better excuse except morality. 】

"...You asked Yaoyao? She..." A look of continued reminiscence reflected in her gentle eyes, Rong Yang thought for a while and replied: "She is a very gentle and good wife, sometimes a little timid, as long as you talk to her more Talking, she became happy again."

It is very strange to hear a monk remembering his dead wife, but Mu Qingyang never felt that Rong Yang did something wrong. Through his memory, Mu Qingyang still remembered that woman named Yaoyao, who was always hunched over , Half of the face is covered with scars that seem to have been scalded. When ordinary people see it, they may wish to stay away from it.But Rong Yang not only saved her, in order to prevent her from committing suicide, he actually broke the precepts and married her, had children, and before those monks from the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain came to the door, they were as peaceful and happy as ordinary couples.

Mu Qingyang asked himself that he was an ordinary person, and occasionally wondered whether Rong Yang's subsequent changes were related to Yaoyao's death.

"After that Yaoyao passed away, did you ever think about taking revenge?"

Rong Yang's eyes were calm, and he replied: "Where does the hatred come from? If you talk about the persecution of disciples... But it's unnecessary, one cause and one effect, it is because I broke the precept first, and I am willing to be held accountable, even if Yaoyao Feeling depressed, but fortunately I was able to accompany her to leave in the end, and now I have no regrets."

"Since you know you will be held accountable, then you—"

Rong Yang smiled and said: "The poor monk is just a little casual. He always thinks that if he keeps looking forward and backward in his actions in the world, he will inevitably be restrained, and it will be difficult to achieve things in the end."

Mu Qing looked up: "Everything should be done as it should be, as long as you have a clear conscience?"

Rong Yang smiled and said nothing.

Mu Qingyang was silent for a moment, and said: "Actually, I am also confused. Apart from Mrs. Xin, I have no one else to talk to. Qinglong always has her thoughts. I am afraid that she has other plans, so I have to Talk freely to you, a foreigner."

Rong Yang glanced at the black and white mess on the couch from the corner of his eye, and said with a light smile, "If it's not about Mrs. Xin, then it's about Ling Shi?"

The words came to her lips, and after turning around three times, Mu Qingyang changed her tune and said, "It is indeed because of Mrs. Xin's old illness. Although the family teacher's collection of classics is all-encompassing, there are some methods that I can't achieve now... and the family teacher The view of being lighter than life and death cannot be moved by reason.”

Rong Yang suddenly raised his hand to stop what he said, and asked with a smile: "One has the kindness of breastfeeding, and the other has the affection of nurturing. Now you have no resentment for making the teacher stand by and die?"

"I can't do anything about Mrs. Xin's illness. Others just do nothing. As long as it's not intentional harm, it's also caused by my incompetence. How can I harbor resentment?"

Rong Yang closed his eyes, shook his head and said, "Are you really so at ease? You never hoped that your master would be as caring as a brother like a father."

"..." Mu Qingyang was speechless for a while, but he felt a little lost in his heart... He knew that he didn't do well, maybe it's normal for him to be bored.He sighed and said: "Forget it, let's stop here for the gossip. I said bluntly that Mrs. Xin's illness is hard to find. I'm afraid I have to rely on Cangsang's book."

Rong Yang nodded and said: "Of course it is possible, but this book consumes a lot, so it must be used with caution... If I had all my life and time before I came here, it would not be bad to help you. Now my situation may be a little troublesome."

"When?"

"A person's life will develop infinite possibilities in the future with different choices, and if you surrender this kind of life, it means that your destiny is crucified on the only ending, and Cangsang will give it to live to the end. The chance of ending he wants, but at the same time, the future is also deprived of everything, this is Lingshi's "business", although I don't know what he will use when he dies, but since my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, it doesn't matter if I take it away." Rong When Yang said this, his expression didn't change, and Mu Qing's stunned expression was reflected in his eyes, and he sighed warmly: "With my cultivation base, I will have to thank Lingshi when I reach the end of my hundred years of life and enter reincarnation."

"Shou Jin..." As if thinking of something, Mu Qingyang suddenly turned his head and faced the direction of the East Garden, took the World-Tracing Mirror, completely ignoring that the corner of the bronze pattern was almost embedded in his palm, and then suddenly let go, "Excuse me. "

Rong Yang watched him leave impatiently, and silently returned to the endgame, as if he saw the scarlet purgatory through the chessboard that was completely killed.

"The young tiger has started to bite people. Although a hundred years is short, there will always be more people waiting for the poor monk to cross... Nanmo, Amitabha."

……

In the fading twilight, Mrs. Xin looked at the growing child with tender eyes and shook her head... She could feel that the days were running out.

In just 16 years, she went from the prime of life to the twilight. From being frightened and angry at the beginning, to seeing her fickle husband clearly, and then learning to appreciate the beauty of dusk... She gave the tenderness of the rest of her life to this man. Let her become the child she is now, but don't want to remember... remember that night.

After feeding a child, the young woman smiled as she watched the child open its eyes, and then the smile froze. Countless bloody icicles protruded from under her young skin. When the figure in white arrived, there was only a pool of blood left on the ground. Sleeping soundly, my young self.

This is not a baby... It is clearly a murderous monster.

Then the young man's expression was habitually indifferent, he stared coldly at the blood on the ground returning to his human form as if poured upside down, while the young woman's expression was miserable...

——"You should have entered reincarnation because of your momentary curiosity. Think about it, and trading with me will not be worse than it is now."

——"When you take your life for 30 years, you will live for more than ten years... All backlashes are taken by yourself."

——"Time, how can there be any difference between good and bad... The only thing you want to get a good death is ten years of peace, and on top of that, you have to sacrifice something."

An all-too-familiar figure was reflected in the retrospective mirror. Those eyes seemed to run through a person's life from the corner of his eye... But no matter what, they were not a pair of human eyes.

Mu Qingyang put his hands on his eyes, his eyes were bright and dark, as if there was a scene of black gauze covering his eyes, his fingertips slowly moved towards the eye sockets, digging into the hollows...

"Stop!" Yue Qinglong heard it clearly from outside the door, rushed in suddenly, and said angrily, "You really don't love yourself, but if you can save people by self-mutilation, you don't need to learn any medical skills to save people!"

Mu Qingyang remained silent for a while, then murmured in a low voice: "They should be my closest relatives."

"But you know this is a scam..." Yue Qinglong's eyes flickered, and he continued after a pause: "He can harm Mrs. Xin today, but he can harm you tomorrow. Maybe your eyes are because of his actions."

"He saved my life, so what if I take it away?"

Yue Qinglong recalled what happened back then when he used hypnosis to lure Mrs. Xin to tell him what happened in the first layout, and said through gritted teeth: "What about your brother?! Now we don't know what he can do. This method of aging and killing people It’s unheard of, Mrs. Xin is a precedent today, and you can only fight for your brother’s life by surviving and escaping first!”

With her hands resting on her eyes for a long time, Mu Qingyang then slowly untied the ribbon covering her eyes.The icy ribbon fell like water, and a dull face slowly turned around, the blackness in the eyes faded, and then the slightly lifeless, dark red pupils, which seemed to be standing upright like beasts, reflected Yue Qing's eyes. Long's pale and panicked face.

He whispered—

"...If it's true, I'll go with you. And if it's just a way for you to trick me into leaving him, I'll tear you apart."

The author has something to say: Get serious and write a well-structured text, I feel a lot more handsome =v=~

Four main roles, four kinds of people: bystanders, strugglers, martyrs, survivors, can everyone take their seats~