[Daji] Nine-tailed silver fox

Dreamed about him again.

In the cloud-shrouded Lingshan other palace, he was wearing a green shirt, sitting peacefully in the purple bamboo forest, playing the piano and reciting poems.Dressed in a gorgeous but cumbersome court gown, she walked past him lightly with lotus steps.

The breeze blows, and the dark fragrance hits.

He nodded and smiled at her, the strings in his hands still beating.His eyes were clean and in awe, without the slightest profanity.In his eyes, she only sees friendliness and respect, different from others, different from other men.

"Weichen Boyi has met your empress." He stood up and walked over, bowing to salute.

"Excuse me. I don't know what song the young master played just now?" She smiled like a flower, and stretched out her jade arms to help him up.

"I don't dare!" He retracted his arms and said in fear.

"You haven't answered me yet." She stood up straight, raised her alluring face, her eyes were aggressive.

"Reporting to my lord, what I played just now is "The Quiet Song of Bamboo Springs" composed by my minister." He replied respectfully.

"Why don't you teach me how to play this piece?" She smiled at Yan Yan, her figure swaying.

"This..." He frowned slightly, hesitating slightly.

"Do you dare to disobey?" She shouted angrily.

"I don't dare." He hurriedly knelt down and answered with his head bowed.

"Come with me!" she said to Bo Yikao who was playing the piano in the Xiangge.

"No, I have my mission." He spoke righteously, and the sound of the piano was not disturbed.

"Because of your father, the king may kill you!" Her face was like pear blossoms, and her voice was filled with tears.

"No, thank you for your kindness. Bo Yi is ashamed to accept the exam." He paused, knelt down and said.

"I don't force you to love me, I just want to save your life!" She was already choking up, looking at him affectionately and said.

"I want to see if Ji Chang has the ability to figure out his son's death!" Di Xin pointed to Bo Yikao who was kneeling on the ground with anger in his eyes, "Behead him in front of Gu!"

"Yes!" A samurai responded, drew out a big knife, and placed it on the back of his neck.

Bo Yikao knelt with his lapel straight, his expression remained calm.

She stood right behind Di Xin, looking at him sadly, with infinite desolation.

"Why won't you let me save you?" An Jin murmured in his sleep.

The sound was as light as a gnat, but it was enough to wake Charles from his sweet sleep. He shifted to An Jin's bedside like a phantom, looking at An Jin who was restless in his sleep, his heart couldn't help being moved, and he gently stroked An Jin. licked her cheek.

"You!" An Jin suddenly woke up from a dream, and took Charles's hand away with a charming smile, "You don't really like me, do you?"

"Don't get me wrong, I see you are having a nightmare, come and have a look." Charles said lightly, opened the door and was about to go out.

"Don't go..." An Jin's tone suddenly dropped.

Her language seemed to have some magical power, and Charles stopped uncontrollably.

An Jin's figure floated behind Charles like a gust of wind. Her slender arms wrapped around his waist, and she put her face on his back and whispered, "I want to tell you."

There is only this old cinema in Chaoge Town, with red brick-cut walls, gray-blue tile eaves, dense ivy entwining, green radish lingering around, and roses in full bloom.

No matter what time of year it is, the night movie is always the same one, played night after night.When bored, An Jin would buy a ticket, watch the movie quietly by himself, and recall the past.

In the semi-circular ticket window, a wrinkled face was reflected on the glass, An Jin knocked on the glass: "I want two tickets for "The King of Wu", thank you!"

The ticket seller grandpa with a vicissitudes of life took the money, handed out two tickets, and immediately put down the glass.

Because An Jin said that he was invited to watch a movie on the weekend, Charles deliberately dressed more formally, but he didn't expect that the so-called movie theater was such a dilapidated building.

"Didn't you say, you want to tell me something?" Charles took a ticket and flipped it through in his hand, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Huh? Are you curious?" An Jin chuckled, looking at him with clear eyes unscrupulously, meeting his gaze.

"After watching the movie, if you still don't understand, I'll tell you." An Jin winked at him mischievously, "Let's go, it's getting late."

"What kind of story is this?" Charles asked confusedly, pointing to the four blood-red characters on the movie ticket.

"This is a true story that happened in this land." An Jin brushed the messy hair around his ears, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Movies at night, movies that have been shown countless times, in the dim theater, there are few people.

The projector squeaks, the screen changes from frame to frame, and the story from 3000 years ago is extremely moving under the interpretation of today's people.

Charles half-understood, looked at An Jin who was intoxicated beside him, and couldn't bear to disturb her, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

"Daji, you flirt with the emperor and cause trouble for the common people, are you guilty?" Jiang Ziya said righteously, stroking the snow-white beard on his chest.

The woman who was bound by the rope had a peachy face, without the slightest fear, just looked at him and smiled.

The movie has just reached this scene when Charles returns to his seat.

He saw the warmth in the corner of An Jin's eyes, a red bead dripped down, and in the dim movie theater, the dazzling red light was refracted by the faint light of the screen.

The movie ends and the audience leaves.The dim movie hall suddenly brightened like daytime. After two hours of silence, the crowd started to commotion and hurried.

"Is this your story?" Charles whispered in An Jin's ear.

An Jin stood up indifferently without saying a word.

"Ah!!!" A woman's wailing pierced the night sky and echoed in the theater.She seemed to see something extremely terrifying, her pupils dilated, and her body kept shaking.

A man's body was lying across the seats. There was a small wound on his neck that didn't bleed much, but his body was completely bloodless, like a thousand-year-old mummy.

His pupils were wide open, and his face was ferocious, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Seeing this, An Jin frowned slightly, looked at Charles, and said in a secret language, "Is that you? Why are you so careless!"

With a flustered expression, Charles waved his denial and replied to An Jin, "Si Nian brings fresh blood home after get off work every day. I don't need to take this risk."

An Jin and Charles glanced at each other, feeling uneasy. Could there be something different here?Or, besides Charles, there was another vampire?

how could be! ! !Another vampire?

Not him, never him, Charles prayed secretly in his heart.He's gone, gone, no more!How could it be him?I'm afraid it's unfounded worrying.

Charles looked at the mummy on the ground. There were tooth marks on his neck, and there was no blood left in his body. Why didn't he smell the fragrance of blood?

The siren blew, and Ji Wuyan, who was wearing a police uniform, was even more handsome.When he strode forward, An Jin hid behind Charles unconsciously.

"Let's go quickly." An Jin whispered in Charles' ear.

"It's too late, the police are here!" Charles came back to his senses, looked at Ji Wuyan who was approaching, and replied.

"What happened?" He knelt down, put on his gloves and examined the corpse carefully, "He lost a lot of blood, and he has been dead for an hour."

"Take these people aside first, and you can take notes." He said to another policeman beside him, but he did not raise his head, carefully examining the corpse.

"Come on! I'm wasting everyone's time, please help me..."

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