[Honor of Kings] Bai Liang's Short Story Collection

One-sentence introduction: How to secretly pass a song under the official background.

Li Bai lost his way in the mountains and valleys of Shu for two days, and finally met enthusiastic mountain people who showed him the way out.

I thought it was a piece of barren mountains and wild ridges, but after following the locals for two laps, I suddenly saw the sun and saw the sky—the fields are lush, the rice paddies are trafficked, the undulating wheat waves spread to the end of the hillside, and the cottages are looming.

"Big brother is also here to find the book, right?" The little girl led him to the open grass, but her footsteps hesitated, "Are you... a bad person?"

Hearing this "also", Li Bai withdrew his gaze and looked at the child.

He answered irrelevantly: "I heard others say that this is the hiding place of the heavenly scriptures. Could it be true?"

The child was biting the candied haws, and his eyes turned hesitantly on this travel-savvy ranger. He seemed to think that his appearance was desolate enough, and he had some sympathy, so he kindly reminded: "I'm not trying to scare people. Everyone says that the book of heaven is actually A monster that will swallow everyone who gets close to it, ouch—”

She made a gesture.

"Oh?" Li Bai became interested, and his voice became slurred because he was biting the grass stem, "Tell me?"

"Don't you believe it, it's true! Every month, there are many strange men in black and warriors who come to the mountains to take risks, but they have never returned...I know, they all died miserable and were buried in the back of the mountain. It's on the mountain!" She said swearingly, and deliberately lowered her tone, trying to create a terrifying atmosphere, trying to make him retreat.

Li Bai spit out the withered grass stalks in his mouth, pressed the little girl's shoulders, and still had a casual smile on his face.

"Oh, I've heard that too."

He followed this "hearing" all the way to find it.

Legend has it that the heavenly book records ancient wisdom, which is closely related to the rise and fall of every civilization in the Continent of Kings, and it hides countless secrets.However, with the change of dynasties and the baptism of war, these secrets were scattered and almost disappeared in the memory of history.

——Until someone tried his best to travel all over the corners of the continent, collecting fragments of the heavenly scriptures, interpreting the secrets, and trying to make them see the light of day again.

There are rumors that the fragments of the Heavenly Book have now fallen into the hands of a mystic scholar, and he lives in seclusion in an inconspicuous hut in Shu.

Over the past few years, countless visitors have come one after another, including top assassins from the mainland and mercenaries from other places, but they were all severely frustrated by the guardians of the heavenly book and disappeared since then, making the rumors even more mysterious and bizarre.

Li Bai looked into the distance along the sea of ​​grass swaying in the wind.A corner of the thatched cottage bathed in the afternoon sun will be exposed, looking plain and unadorned, without any mysterious atmosphere.

The little girl's eyes widened: "So, are you really here to find the Heavenly Book?"

Her eyes were more straightforward, and she could directly replace "looking for the book" with the word "looking for death".

Li Bai smiled: "Of course not."

"Really?" the little girl asked, "People in the village say that those who came to steal the heavenly book are not good people, and it's not a pity to die if they die, but..."

She looked at Li Bai's appearance again. Such a handsome big brother doesn't look like a sinister and cunning gangster. It would be pitiful if he died in vain just because of curiosity.

"Of course, I'm not the same as those people." Li Bai denied it confidently, without any guilt.

He was indeed not interested in the Heavenly Book, and he came all the way to find the trace, all aimed at the mysterious guardian.

With his own strength, he kept so many masters out of the thatched cottage. Li Bai expected that this person is definitely an outsider, either with extraordinary physical skills, or proficient in magic and mechanism techniques. Formation to defend against the enemy.

It is a great joy in life to meet a powerful opponent with equal strength and learn from each other.

A swordsmanship genius who became famous at a young age, Li Bai once traveled across the mainland and became the number one powerhouse in the empire with just a single sword. Relying on his innate competitive spirit, he pursued excitement and challenges.

At first, he just happened to pass through Shu, sat in a teahouse and listened to a few storytelling stories. He came here on a whim.

The mountains and mountains are the first hurdle. Li Bai has always been very lucky. Before he ran out of ammunition and food, he met mountain people who were familiar with the terrain and sent him to the thatched cottage.

As a swordsman, his sword has been silent for too long, and he has been bored for too long. He thought, then he might as well be a masked assassin and discover the true face of Mount Lu hidden behind the heavenly book.

The sun was very good, so Li Bai found a flat pile of straw to bask in the sun, and did not act until midnight.Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he bumped into several magic circles head-on.

The magic circle operates silently, forming a perfect system.In the night, countless crystal stars converged into streams in the darkness, surrounding the forbidden area where the books were collected—Li Bai only glanced at the door, then turned his eyes away, looking for his real goal.

He didn't care whether there was a heavenly book behind that door, what he was looking for was someone.

The swordsman bypassed the radiant magic circle and passed through the backyard against the corner of the wall. Inadvertently, his sight fell on a roll of dusty door curtain.

The door was also ajar, and it opened with a light push without making any sound.

Li Bai dodged in, closed the door behind his back, and took a good look at the situation inside the house.

The room is simply furnished, with only matching tables and chairs, and a bed against the wall.The corner of the quilt on the bed was bulging, roughly in the shape of a human.

Li Bai thought, this must be the owner of the cottage.

The owner of the house is obviously a master of sorcery. There are so many sophisticated magic circles outside the house. If you accidentally take a wrong step, you may fall into a place of eternal doom.But I never thought that they only work on people who are close to the Heavenly Book.

And he actually exposed his bedroom to the enemy in such a big way. Is he too confused or too confident?

The swordsman grinned inwardly, and quietly approached the edge of the bed.

The quilt was tightly covered, and only a few strands of soft hair were exposed on the pillow. He stretched out his hand to lift it, but he didn't seem to be able to wake him up. He only heard a few vague whispers, and the creaking sound of the fabric rubbing.

Taking advantage of the hazy light cast from outside the curtain, Li Bai glanced at it casually, and stopped his movements immediately.

It was a Sleeping Beauty.

Sleeping Beauty has a delicate face and a slender and thin frame. As soon as the quilt was lifted, she huddled into a ball in the cold, and burrowed into the pillow, revealing her white and fragile nape. appearance.

"Oh it's you……"

Li Bai stared at that peaceful sleeping face for a while, then muttered in a daze, then suddenly changed his mind.

This guy with slender arms and legs didn't look good at close combat at first glance, he was reluctant to fight.

Being so undefended makes people think about Meng Lang and want to be a flower picker for a while.

There is no hesitation in Li Bai's dictionary. As soon as an idea comes up, he immediately decides to implement it into action.

The fingertips roughened by the sword touched the young man's cheeks, as if afraid of being abrupt, they just stroked gently, tracing the outline of the eyebrows and eyes, and then went down, bending the index finger to unbutton the collar.

"The guards are so lax," he said to himself, "Could it be that in the eyes of the world, only the Book of Heaven is considered a treasure?"

However, in the eyes of the swordsman, the beauty in front of him is a treasure that makes people want to have a glimpse and enjoy it slowly.

Zhuge Liang woke up a little late.

(slightly)

He wanted to break free from the shackles, but his palms were tightly clasped and pressed against his side, unable to use any strength, he could only raise his eyes to stare at the stinky hooligan who was doing something wrong to him.

When Fang met Li Bai's shining green eyes, Zhuge Liang was also slightly taken aback, and the reprimand that was about to come out of his mouth stopped on the tip of his tongue, and was replaced by a silent gasp.

"you……"

He stared at Li Bai, not knowing whether to ask "What are you doing" or "Why are you here".

Hearing his tone, Li Bai was somewhat annoyed, but his bright blue eyes were filled with moisture at this moment, and his eyes were dyed with soft and sentimental colors, as if he wanted to refuse or welcome.

He couldn't help lowering his head to kiss the flickering eyelashes, tasted a bit of bitter salty taste, let go of Zhuge Liang's hand, turned to lift the broken hair on his forehead, and twirled it between his fingers.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to hide here."

(slightly)

When he came back to his senses, Li Bai bit his shoulder again, his voice sounded resentful, and there was a cunning smile.

"I ran away after sleeping and refused to admit my account. I finally caught you."

Li Bai didn't want to admit that it was an affair.

It happened very suddenly, and when Sima Yi found them, the charming aura had not disappeared.

The little mage Jixia was only wearing a single shirt with a loose collar, revealing a large area of ​​skin from his shoulders to his waist and abdomen. He was held in another person's arms and covered with a large cloak.

Zhuge Liang was sleepy, with his furry head resting on his shoulders. He turned his head and woke up. He wanted to get up, but he was hugged by the big man, with one leg on his lap, and he couldn't move. open.

He glared at his companion, as if belatedly, lowered his head shyly, curled up his legs, and hid half of his face under the hood of the cloak, only revealing a pair of wet eyes.

"You're here?"

Li Bai also woke up, his keen intuition made him aware of the sickle slashing at him aggressively in his sleep, he suddenly opened his eyes, picked up Zhuge Liang and ran away.

... "Zhuge Liang!"

An exasperated voice came from behind, from which Li Bai knew the name of this one-night stand.

No, Li Bai never has an affair.

If I had to say it, it was an accident—their encounter at the beginning was an accident of thousands of chances and coincidences.

At that time, the swordsman chose to exile himself in confusion, wandering around, like a homeless prodigal ranger-and it is true, no matter how good Chang'an is, it is not his hometown after all, and his hometown has long since ceased to exist.

On the other side of the mainland, Zhuge Liang finished his studies in Jixia, and made up his mind to embark on a journey with his friends to find the scattered fragments of the Heavenly Book.

Accustomed to the loneliness of the extreme north, this long journey is not a torment for Zhuge Liang, but the conditions are a bit more difficult, and it is no longer as comfortable as Jixia.

After entering the desert, the sun and the temperature difference between day and night greatly slowed down the speed of the caravan. After a long journey, they finally stood on the ruins of an annihilated ancient country.

There is yellow sand and broken walls under the eyes, and the original outline of the city can be vaguely seen.

The caravan rested nearby, while Zhuge Liang and his friends left the team and walked into the depths of the ruins, looking for traces of the existence of the Book of Heaven.

However, nothing was achieved.

Either they came one step too late and were caught first.

Or, there was some deviation in the information, the desert in the cloud was too big, and no one knew where the fragments of the heavenly book were left, so they could only watch step by step.

Zhuge Liang sighed, and when he was about to return to the caravan with his friends, a sandstorm came.

The field of vision was covered by the yellow sand that blocked the sky and the sun, and the huge wind and waves wrapped in the sand hit the face, making it difficult to open your eyes.

He got separated from his friends and failed to join the main force. He couldn't hear anyone's voice in the darkness, so he had to find a nearby broken wall as a shelter. Not long after, the broken wall was also buried in yellow sand, and he staggered. He crawled out, grabbed the cloak on his body, walked two steps, and was caught in the howling vortex of wind and sand.

While the world was spinning, he couldn't tell the direction, and he couldn't even deploy the magic circle to protect himself. At the critical moment, a sharp piercing sound came, tearing up the boundless wind.

At the same time, a hand grabbed Zhuge Liang and pulled him out of the whirlwind.

He felt that he had bumped into his solid chest, his arms were tightly bound around his waist, and a scarf fell from the top of his head unexpectedly, covering his face.

Zhuge Liang's remaining memories have become blurred, and he only vaguely remembers being held up by the man, stumbling in the wind, walking out of the center of the sandstorm little by little, until he completely lost his strength, his consciousness fell, and everything returned to darkness.

When I woke up again, it was already night.

A bonfire was burning in the open space, and the firewood was crackling, but Zhuge Liang sneezed, touched his shoulder, and found that he had lost his traveling cloak.

He looked up to the opposite side of the bonfire, where the swordsman was sitting with a straw in his mouth, wiping the sand off his sword.

That sword looks very simple, but it is very famous. It is the "Qinglian Sword" that once famously moved Chang'an City.Zhuge Liang came all the way from Jixia, and he also heard about the demeanor of swordsmen in Chang'an.

Hearing the movement, Li Bai picked up the cloak, walked over, shook the cloak against the wind, and while sitting down, put it on the shoulders of the two.

"Do you want some water?" He unscrewed the lid of the pot and handed it over, but Zhuge Liang could only smell a strong smell of wine, so he politely declined.

Li Bai reassured him that it didn't matter, Yucheng was not far ahead.

"You rest for a while, we will go a little further, and we will be safe."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger at night, and the heat from the bonfire couldn't stop the chill that was blowing across the sky.Zhuge Liang clenched his cloak tightly, still shivering, and he was not used to getting too close to strangers, so he was a little restrained.

Li Bai noticed it, and stretched out his arms to hug him, and pressed them close to each other, calling it a good name, embracing him for warmth.

... But he found that the man was speaking righteously, but secretly touched his waist.

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The author has something to say:

Looking at the background of the king, there are quite a lot of overlaps in the stories of the two people. How could it be such a coincidence that they must have had an affair.