Bright Moon and Cold Thousand Mountains

"Senior Sister Song! Something has happened!" Junior Sister Lingxi slammed the wooden door, "Senior Sister, get up quickly!"

His hands were about to slap and hurt, before Lingxi heard the sound, he simply gritted his teeth, took a step back, and kicked towards the wooden door of the guest room.Although she was only 17 years old, the strength of this kick did not decrease in the slightest. The wooden door opened in response to the sound, and a piece of it was broken immediately. The movement completely woke up the people on the couch.

Among the three beauties who are in the limelight, Chu Henshui is weak and Lu Danqi is delicate, but Song Min'er from Xixiu Mountain has a hot temper and is notoriously difficult to provoke.

Song Min'er was born in a noble family, her father was Zuo Nian's close friend, even if Zuo Nian spoke to her on weekdays, she would be courteous to her, and the younger brothers and sisters were even more afraid of getting hurt. When had she ever been treated like this by breaking into her house?Song Min'er raised her brows immediately, and said to Lingxi angrily, "Go and find Wendi first, he can't hold back!"

Lingxi bit the bullet and waited for her to vent before saying: "Senior Sister Song, there was an elder of the Huashan School who was killed in Zhuangzi outside the city. They insisted that it was done on the twelfth floor. Now the headmaster has come... Yours Where's the knife?"

She deliberately did not explain the matter, lest Song Min'er would explode immediately.

Sure enough, Song Min'er didn't realize what this matter had to do with her, but she knew that she couldn't be good when she heard it, so she quickly put on her clothes, brushed her hair, and motioned Lingxi to look at the corner of her eyes: "Isn't the knife just in the corner?" Is there?"

Before she finished speaking, Lingxi had already taken the knife, she turned over the handle to examine it carefully, and gasped.She looked at Song Min'er who seemed to know nothing, and her heart, which was already half at ease, was not at ease.

Lingxi has been listening to the flute since she was a child, and knows when to say what to say, so she holds Song Miner's knife respectfully, and follows her out of the house without saying a word.

In half a cup of tea, a total of twenty people from the Huashan faction and Wuyangyang on the [-]th floor had all poured into the backyard of the inn.

When Song Min'er first saw this situation, most of her original arrogance was extinguished first, she shrank to Zuo Nian's side for some unknown reason, and said in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong?"

Zuo Nian remained silent, but Wendi looked sideways at Lingxi, seeing the knife in her hand, his eyes dimmed, and he said gently, "Lingxi, is that the senior sister's knife you are holding? Seniors, take a look."

There is no need for him to explain the pros and cons, Zhao Zhen stepped forward quickly, his face could hardly maintain his politeness: "Miss, please borrow Miss Song's knife for a look."

Lingxi's expression was different, and she instinctively looked at Wendi's reaction, but the other party stood calmly where she was, and she was still struggling, but Zhao Zhen snatched the knife from her hand.Only then did Wen Di notice Lingxi's eyes asking for help, and gave her a puzzled look, Lingxi didn't dare to wink any more, and fell silent in dejection.

"Left Master," Zhao Zhen frowned, and his voice couldn't help raising his voice, "This knife doesn't belong to Miss Song! You see, the word 'Wen' is clearly written on it!"

Everyone looked at Wendi in unison. He seemed to have expected it, and his expression was not panicked.

Zuo Nian: "Wen Di, what's going on? You gave her your knife?"

Wen Di said calmly: "Our group entered the Central Plains from Xixiu Mountain. The journey is long, and we will inevitably encounter thieves. When we were in Tongguan, Senior Sister Song suddenly said that she couldn't find the knife. She was afraid of being punished by Master. I happened to have one by my side. If there are too many, I took my own knife to the senior sister."

Zuo Nian stroked his beard, but his doubts still persisted: "That's the case, why didn't you explain it in advance?"

Wendi: "Presumably with Mr. Zhao's and Senior Huang's feelings, they won't believe what I say. It's better to wait until they see each other before explaining. The left and right twelfth floors are open and upright, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Huang Yuanyi on the side yelled: "Nonsense! Didn't you say that the disciples of Xixiu Mountain only have one saber each, and if you gave it to this senior sister, then whose own saber is yours!?"

As if guessing that he would ask such a question, Wendi remained silent, just took off the knife at his waist, and put one hand directly under Huang Yuanyi's eyelids, his voice changed suddenly:

"This knife was specially made by the master for the younger brother. It is a pity that he was unlucky. He accidentally fell off the cliff of Yanxue Peak. His life and death were uncertain. The knife lost its owner before it was sent out. My younger brother and I grew up together. We are brothers and sisters." , so I want to come here as a souvenir. I have always carried his knife with me, and everyone in the twelfth floor knows it!"

The rhetoric of falling off the cliff and uncertain of life and death has been the unified caliber of Xixiu Mountain in recent years.

Back then Zuo Nian's closed-door disciples defected, it was not pleasant to say it out, and Du Xindan was involved, after several considerations, Yu Zheng simply came forward to refute the rumors and declared that there was no such thing.But the word has already spread, and the heretics of the world don't believe a word of what Yu Zheng said, and they still repeatedly search for Du Xindan's whereabouts in private.

Naturally, the Huashan faction has heard of this, and now Wendi suddenly raised it by himself, but it is easy to fall into the trap if he wants to refute it.

Huang Yuanyi was still puzzled, but the word "Willow" was clearly engraved on the knife blocked under his nose, and he muttered, "This... this..."

There was an imperceptible blush in Wen Di's eyes, and the emotions that had just collapsed for a moment had all subsided: "Senior, do you have any questions?"

In an embarrassing silence, Zhao Zhen observed the situation and knew that this matter was full of strangeness. If they refused to let go, they might not end well today, so he quickly stepped forward and pulled Huang Yuanyi back.

Zhao Zhen cupped his hands towards Zuo Nian and said: "Is that the case? This junior understands that this junior brother named Wen values ​​love and righteousness. He is concerned about his junior brother and considerate of his senior sister. Since Miss Song lost her saber, she stayed in a daze last night. In the inn, with the left master in charge, I think there is no chance to act alone...how about we each take a step back."

This is asking for cheap and being obedient, Zuo Nian frowned slightly: "Nephew, please tell me."

Zhao Zhendao: "Assuming that the murderer has a personal enmity with Elder Xu from my sect, why does he have to use the knife of Miss Song from your sect, and wear white clothes, pretending to be nondescript? The younger generation speculates that this person's relationship with Elder Xu is a cover, and planted twelve The building is the real purpose. The left head, let this matter spread, let alone true or false, it will have a bad impact on the twelfth floor. The younger generation entrusts the big one, and proposes to suppress this in advance, and investigate it in the spare time of the meeting. What do you think?"

Zuo Nian sneered and said, "Oh, you are thoughtful."

Another white-clothed disciple behind him snorted, "Young Master Zhao, you guys are carrying the dead body and yelling and cursing in an uproar today. Do you really think that this matter can be suppressed with just a few words?"

Zhao Zhen's thoughts were choked back by him, and he couldn't help but be speechless at the moment: "This..."

Wendi said without losing the opportunity: "Master, my disciple also has a proposal. In Linzi, we and the Huashan School are not the hosts. The incident happened on the border of Beichuan School. It would be disrespectful to handle it without authorization, and it also deviates from the original intention of coming here." How about telling Shang Zihuai or Senior Xi Lanyu about this matter, and ask them to make a decision?"

These words hit Zuo Nian's heart, he smiled without saying a word, only looked at Zhao Zhen.After all, the other party was young, even if he was eloquent, he would lose his temper for a moment, hesitated for a long time, frowned and said: "Wen Shaoxia is right...then, let's leave it at that. Thank you, Sect Leader Zuo, we were the ones who were abrupt today. When my father returns to the city, he will come again to make amends."

"There's no need to make amends." Zuo Nian said safely, "I'm an old acquaintance with Master Zhao, so I shouldn't take this misunderstanding to heart! Lingxi, Mo Ci, I'll give you a ride to Huashan Sect."

Two young disciples came out in response, and Mo Ci smiled comfortably at Zhao Zhen: "Please, Mr. Zhao."

The group finally dispersed, Song Min'er, who was at a loss the whole time, was still dumbfounded, Zuo Nian walked away angrily, ignoring her.All the disciples went to do their homework one after another, but Wendi didn't move yet.

Wendi and Song Min'er were not on good terms for a day or two, and there was no outsider present, so he took the time to smooth out the wrinkles on his cuffs, and said to Song Min'er: "Senior sister, I said earlier that there would be trouble, you didn't believe it at the time, now it's over ?”

Song Min'er raised her eyebrows in response, and spat: "Bah! You don't need to pretend to be kind! First, you lent me the knife with good intentions, and then used Liu Miansheng's one yourself, earning the praise of my classmates and the sympathy of the master. Now I can still do it." Earning the Huashan Party, you will be impressed! Wendi, you are really aggressive!"

Wendi smiled instead of being annoyed: "Chengren, I'm just planning for a rainy day. Now that something has gone wrong, senior sister, you have time to teach me a lesson, why don't you think about whose hands the knife fell into."

After he finished speaking, just as Mo Ci, who was seeing off guests outside the door, came back, Wen Di stopped talking to Song Min'er, and waved to him: "A Ci, come out with me."

The inn was reorganized, and the shopkeeper and the waiter came out one after another, pretending that nothing had happened, and began to put the troubled things back in place, and arranged the meals ordered by the guests.After a while, two bowls of hot beef noodles came out of the pot, and Xiao Er put them on the wooden tray, and brought them upstairs at a high speed.

He knocked on the door of the outermost wing: "Here come the beef noodles that the two guests want!"

Xie Xingzhou opened the door, and said with a narrow smile: "I thought it was such a big deal, I wouldn't be able to eat this noodle - hey, it's so delicious, my stomach is almost flat, seventeen, hurry up!"

The shop clerk rubbed his hands and smiled apologetically: "Guest officer was shocked, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Actually, it's nothing serious, the Huashan faction came here to make a fuss, but they didn't get any cheap, so they left in a desperate manner. If you take it to heart, they will yell loudly, and they are not lost dogs, they have to rely on others."

As soon as Xie Xingzhou took the chopsticks into his hands, he was delighted to hear the words: "How about Linzi's outstanding people, even a waiter in the shop can speak eloquently——Where do we start with the word 'a lost dog'?"

"Hi!" The waiter in the shop is a fine person, and he immediately beamed with joy, "I'm just kidding, the shop has been sheltered by the Beichuan School for many years, and we welcome and send the room to know something about martial arts. Then Zhao Yang took advantage of the early death of the master. As the head of the business, some people are naturally not convinced. A few days ago, the Huashan faction was fighting with each other to the death! Zhao Yang couldn't hold on, so he came to Zizi in disgrace and asked the head of the business for help. With his help, Zhao Yang just sat down Stabilize the position, quell the civil strife..."

"So that's it, I'm taught." Xie Xingzhou patted him on the shoulder, and then stuffed a small piece of broken silver, "You go to work first, the master will call you if you have something to do, don't worry, running a little longer will definitely benefit you!"

The waiter understood, politely complimented the two of you on the food and drinks, bowed and left.Xie Xingzhou closed the door again, held the beef noodles, and ate two mouthfuls comfortably: "The craftsmanship is really good, but it's still not as good as what my senior brother can cook..."

"Brother," Liu Shiqi, who hadn't spoken for a long time, pushed the noodle bowl onto the table, "I want to go out and relax."

Xie Xingzhou didn't think too much about it, he just said strangely: "At this time? It's almost dark."

Liu Shiqi nodded and said, "It's just walking around. Senior brother, don't worry, I won't go looking for Zuo Nian, I just feel bored, it might be better to go outside... I know the way."

Xie Xingzhou nodded understandingly: "Then go ahead and come back when the time comes. We have to investigate the situation tomorrow."

Liu Shiqi responded, barely planed two mouthfuls of noodles to fill his stomach, picked up the Changhe Knife, dug out some broken silver from Xie Xingzhou's bag, and went out muffledly. I was quite shocked.

With Xie Xingzhou's kind heart, he couldn't understand why there were feuds that lasted for several generations, and he didn't understand why a little bit of grievances could not be healed even by time, so he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and watched with cold eyes while others were fighting to the death.Yi Chunqiu once said that he lived too carelessly, but he just saw too clearly.

He has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships since he was a child, do you still expect him to be righteous?Could it be that those illusory future events, past grievances and grievances are more important than not having enough to eat now?

At this moment, he was alone in the room, with half a bowl of unfinished beef noodles in front of him, and he was rarely reminded of the grotesque pavilions of the same year.There are drunk figures everywhere, red lanterns and ambiguous light, singing and singing, and the smell of wine overflowing.

The woman painted her eyebrows carefully, her painted red lips were unbearably vulgar, and the child behind her who was not as tall as a table and chair suddenly started crying because of hunger. rouge.

Xie Xingzhou sighed, and suddenly remembered that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In autumn in the north, dusk comes very early, and people start preparing for the night market after eating early.And the dusk was fleeting, and a golden light swept across the eaves reservedly, and was swept by the night.

As August [-]th approached, the full first quarter moon was about to hang on the treetops. Liu Shiqi looked up and saw a star twinkling in the northwest, which was particularly bright on a moonless night.He walked around the alleys around the inn, and there was a faint sound of hawking in the distance, so he put aside his entanglement with the twelfth floor for the time being, and planned to go to the night market to relax.

Linzi was not as good as the spring breeze of Luocheng back then, and Liu Shiqi's state of mind was also quite different from before.

There are crowds of people around, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the small vendors dealing with incense cases are very busy, and there is a lot of voices.Most of the women's family members of ordinary families don't join in the fun. Recently, under the influence of Beichuan School, there are many people in Linzi City, and many female heroes walk through it. look at.

It's a pity that the young man who doesn't understand the relationship between men and women can't read the love between men and women, he just looks back inexplicably, and then continues to wander the streets aimlessly.

Liu Shiqi curiously looked at a small stall selling mooncakes, and just as he was interested in tasting them, he was suddenly attracted by the candied haws in the hands of a child in front of him.He followed the child, and there was a small stall making sugar figurines and candied haws around the corner.

Liu Shiqi had just walked in front of the vendor, and was about to pay for it, when a voice suddenly robbed him of all his strength.

Someone behind said with a smile: "Go if you want, I'm not a big brother. Just a little, don't play too late."

Another young voice replied, "Hey! I know!"

The voice I heard just now at the inn...the young man in white was smiling when he spoke——Liu Shiqi suddenly lost his mind, and when he hesitated, the vendor in front of him was afraid that the business he had won would fly away, so he quickly reminded him: : "Young man, do you want a bunch of candied haws?"

"Ah?... Oh, let's ask for a bunch." Liu Shiqi hurriedly took out the money, took the candied haws from the vendor, took a bite of the hawthorn on the top, and turned to look at the person from whom the conversation came. Location.

Across the street is a stall with all kinds of masks. Children like masks with animal and ghost patterns.Probably made by the stall owner himself, the mask is not very delicate.But at the moment, there is only a middle-aged man with his grandson in front of the small stall to choose, where is there anyone who just talked?

His mouth suddenly became sour, Liu Shiqi covered his cheeks, frowned, thinking that he must not have misheard, walked over to the stall owner and asked, "Boss, did a young man come to your place just now?"

Seeing Liu Shiqi's anxious face, the stall owner asked with concern: "Young master, are you looking for someone? There are too many customers at the small stall, what does the young master look like?"

Liu Shiqi gestured and said: "A young master about this height, a few years older than me, wearing white clothes... He has a cinnabar mark between his eyebrows, which is easy to recognize."

The stall owner let out a long "Oh" and slapped his thigh: "I know, I know! That young man is really as good-looking as a banished fairy, and he was still here just now... I think about it, he went there. over there!"

Liu Shiqi seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope suddenly, and looked in the direction indicated by the stall owner.

The lights were brightly lit, and the night wind was slightly cold. He saw a white shadow flashing by for a moment, and then submerged in the crowd. His heart sank suddenly, and he didn't even have time to thank him. place to run.

He didn't count the number of Willow Shiqi in the alley, but he just kept his eyes on the clothes, as if this was his only chance to catch him.Even knowing that they will be in Linzi for many days, he still has a chance to meet Wendi, but not mentioning it at this time will always make him feel empty, anxious and afraid.

The candlelight dimmed and became far away, the first quarter moon climbed to the middle of the sky at some point, and the clear light fell on the sycamore branches. When the north wind blows, it immediately shatters into grains of silver light, which can almost make a sound when it falls on the ground...

He was at a loss, and every step he took was getting closer to that thought.

The corner of the snow-white clothes twirled at the base of the wall, Liu Shiqi opened his eyes wide, and his body moved before his heart.He ran up involuntarily, the wind whistling in his ears, just as he passed his heels, a bright light flew out beside him!

Liu Shiqi felt his cheeks turn cold, as if he had been brushed by a sharp object, and then quickly ached. His footsteps were slow for a moment, and before his hands touched the wound, there was someone behind him in an instant——

"Caught you."

The voice was a bit cold, and Liu Shiqi's chest felt hot when he heard it.

When his arm was twisted, his mind was blank and he didn't think about anything until the person who captured him restrained both his arms, Liu Shiqi didn't resist, and innocently looked up at the person in front of him.

There used to be seven summers and colds between him and him, three thousand miles of rivers and silver men in the sky.

But suddenly they were so close again.

The cinnabar imprint flickered in his eyes, and astonishment flashed in those beautiful Danfeng eyes, Wen Di was frightened by his eyes and was momentarily speechless, and the question on his lips turned a corner:

"You...why..." Looking at me like that?

The moment he opened his mouth, Liu Shiqi was overwhelmed by unknown sour emotions. His grievances and unwillingness all surged up, making his eyes and nose sore, his throat tight, and even his jaw trembling: "...you, do you think so? Are you out of me?"

Wen Di loosened his grip on him, frowned in disbelief, carefully looked at the facial features that were too unfamiliar to him, trying to see the connection with him.Those eyes made him unable to control himself and raised a hand, brushed the cheek of the boy in front of him, touched the moistness of his hand, Wen Di was suddenly stunned in place as if struck by lightning.

He put his whole hand on Liu Shiqi's cheek in disbelief, thinking about the reason why he made this movement so proficiently, and after a while, he unconsciously raised his voice:

"You, could you be...Amian? Little Seventeen?"

Liu Shiqi took a deep breath, his voice was already hoarse: "Brother Di, you have wiped my tears for me like this before."

The restraints on the arms disappeared immediately, replaced by a pair of arms, Liu Shiqi was hugged by Wendi before he recovered his senses - he suddenly realized that both himself and Wendi had the imprint of time, Wendi from the past Di was very sick, so he couldn't hold him breathless like now.

There was a thin sob in the ear, and a lively and warm body in his arms. Hearing the flute, he felt that the hostility lingering in his chest was slowly dissipating.He rubbed against the side of Liu Shiqi's face in attachment, and finally regained consciousness, only to realize that he was also shaking badly.

Wen Di let go of Liu Shiqi and stared at him seriously, the shadows of the phoenix trees fell on their shoulders.He seemed to want to make up for all the years that were owed under this clear light, and sighed: "It has been seven years, and we meet again in a foreign land."

I think about you every day and night, how are you doing? Until now when I see you, I feel like I am in a dream... How could such a coincidence happen?Not even a little bit more, why can it be just right?Do you want to thank God for treating me well after all?

But he couldn't say it, he pinched his palm and held back, always feeling that there should be a lot to say but his throat was blocked.Seeing the wonderful change in his expression, Liu Shiqi suddenly burst into tears and smiled. He raised his hand to wipe away the embarrassing tears on his face, halfway through the wipe, Wendi's hand covered it again.

He wiped the corners of Liu Shiqi's eyes with his thumb, thought and thought, and finally said, "Brother misses you so much."

Liu Shiqi's breath was stagnant, and he felt a little uncomfortable. His mind was in a mess, and he felt uncomfortable when he was disturbed by the few words. He felt that Wendi's words were too sincere, but he was not used to it.

"I..." Liu Shiqi licked his lips, tasted a little sweetness, and suddenly complained, "Just now I was too busy chasing you, and I lost all my candied haws, so you pay me for it."

Wendi laughed and hugged his shoulder affectionately.