"Unbearable to Copy" by Wuxin Mage

"You sing very well."

Shen Jianli took a sip of Lapsang Souchong, and Qing'er who was opposite was holding a pipa, babbling and singing Pingtan.The room is lit with agarwood shavings, the place is not big, and the incense smoke fills the room with fragrance.Yue Qiluo said that the people in Xixiang were all trying to cover up their bloody aura, but he didn't really believe it.

Yue Qiluo passed out inexplicably at the fan shop. He was so frightened that he picked her up and rushed to Yue Mansion. Fortunately, he met Qingchan, Yue Qiluo's confidant maid, who helped her lie down on the couch, and started a small stove to simmer medicine. Thinking that Shen Jianli was in the way, he persuaded him out with kind words.

But Shen Jianli didn't have the key to the other courtyard in his hand. General Tie had the door and the wall was built high, so he had to go down the mountain sadly and wandered on the street.When passing by Dingxiangju, he thought of Qing'er by accident.

After dinner, there was no one in the store, and Qing'er didn't have to sing on the stage, so she led him into the room, made a pot of tea, and wanted to sing for him.Shen Jianli had nothing to do, so he stayed to pass the time.

While in a daze, one hand climbed onto his arm. It turned out that Qing'er had finished singing and was sitting beside him looking at him earnestly.Shen Jianli looked at the thin white hand and asked her: "Did you use the money I gave you last time to redeem yourself?"

"Redemption, thank you General for your kindness, Qing'er still has some money left in his hand." Qing'er frowned, a little bit of worry stained her eyes, "It's just that Beiping Mountain is high and the road is far away, and I want to collect the travel expenses home, Qing'er We still need to stay in Dingxiangju for a while."

"Are you from Peking?" Shen Jianli was surprised.

"The general is also from Peiping?" Qing'er smiled happily when she heard the words, "Qing'er has traveled thousands of miles, and I don't want to meet my fellow countrymen!"

"It's really a coincidence." Shen Jianli felt a little uncomfortable. He really liked to hear her sing, but when she spoke, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, and hugged him heavily.

"General, do you miss home?"

Shen Jianli was stunned, he didn't expect Qing'er to ask such a question.

"Think about it." He sighed softly. Of course he thought about it. When he was young, he reported to the military academy in a fit of anger. He didn't expect to go there for more than ten years and never returned home.He missed the tone of the people in Peiping, so he dragged it out, wearing a mandarin jacket and carrying the bird, and went to the street to buy a pea yellow. "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back."

Qing'er sang by his side again, this time singing the tunes of the streets of Peking, melodious and melodious, like the song sung by the little girl next door when he was a child.As Shen Jianli listened, his thoughts also drifted away. Qing'er's warm little hands were clasped on his arms, and the temperature penetrated into the fabric properly.His mind was shaken when he heard it, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and put it on the back of Qing'er's hand.

"Qing'er," he murmured in a low voice, "it will be hard for me to go back... If you want to go home, then I will send you back."

Qing'er shook her head quickly when she heard the words, and said: "Qing'er has already received the general's kindness, and I must not accept money from the general anymore! Although I don't have any skills, I can still sing a few songs to save money. If the general If you want to help me... just, just come to Qing'er to listen to the music."

"Sing a song?" Shen Jianli smiled when he heard the words, "Then you sing the tune just now for me again."

After that day, when Shen Jianli had nothing to do, he often went to Qing'er's place, drank a cup of tea, listened to her sing two or three pieces of music, didn't say a word, just listened silently, put down a few tickets and left.Since Yue Qiluo woke up that day, she drank Qingchan decoction every day and lived in the Yue Mansion, Shen Jianli didn't meet her often, and was always stopped when she wanted to go to the Yue Mansion to meet her.Qing Chan is Yue Qiluo's servant who has been with Yue Qiluo for the longest time in the mansion, and she was also in charge of the stone betting day, so her words are very important, and she can be said to be the same in the mansion, Shen Jianli has no choice but to live in another courtyard alone.

It's just that the life in the other courtyard is leisure after all, feeding the birds, fish and watering the flowers all day long, and no one to talk to him, after a few days he can't get bored, and runs down the mountain every day.Seeing that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shen Jianli brought back a box of lotus paste mooncakes and a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, planning to be arty for a while, drinking some wine and enjoying the moon and reciting poems.

Before entering the gate of the other courtyard, he saw that the door he had locked before going out had been opened. He stepped over the threshold and smelled a familiar smell of blood. He thought it was Yue Qiluo drawing a magic circle with the blood of a black dog again, and her body could be seen Already recovered, naturally I was overjoyed, pushed the door open and said: "Qi Luo, you are back."

The first thing that came into view was a lotus root-like arm on the ground. Blood flowed down the arm, from the fingertips to the ground, staining a jasper bracelet on the wrist red, and flowing into a winding red snake.

Shen Jianli unknowingly let go of his hand, and the mooncake box fell to the ground.Looking up again, there are several people lying on the floor of the main room, all of them are bloody.Yue Qiluo was facing him, standing in the center of the main room, looking down at the blood-stained ground.

"Are you back?" Yue Qiluo's voice came over coldly, "Okay, it's really time."

"You..." Shen Jianli heard his voice trembling, "Yue Qiluo, you are crazy."

"I'm not crazy, these people should be killed." Yue Qiluo turned around and walked under the moonlight, her pretty face was bathed in the cold white light, "It doesn't matter if you see it, I won't hide it from you."

Shen Jianli walked over step by step, the further he walked, the more disgusting the smell of blood became.He walked up to the corpse with the jasper bracelet by the door, and turned the person over with his toes. He recognized this face, it was the girl who played the cello in the western restaurant that day, and he gave her a tip of two silver dollars.It's just that she closed her eyes tightly at this time, her seven orifices were bleeding, and she had already passed away.He heard his heart beating like a drum, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"You're crazy..." He took a deep breath, trembling, "She... you crazy, she—"

"She wants to kill you." Yue Qiluo interrupted him, and then kicked a corpse next to his feet, "She too, and her. Everyone lying in this room wants to kill you and confuse you .”

Shen Jianli cast his gaze over, and his heart tightened again. The proprietress of the fan shop was lying at her feet, her limbs were all broken, and her eyes were still open, staring at everything in the world.Looking again, it was another strange girl lying on the ground with her neck broken, and she was lying on one side strangely.

Shen Jianli pointed at the person on the ground with a trembling hand, and said, "I just bumped into this girl on the road today, and I paid her compensation, so you want to kill her?"

"That's fake, it's a lie to you!" Yue Qiluo took a step forward, her voice trembling, "Shen Jianli, do you believe me or them!"

"How do you tell me to believe you?" The corners of Shen Jianli's lips trembled, and he raised them with difficulty, "The people in this room only met me once, but they all died tragically under your hands, and they were charged with trumped-up charges. How can I Can you rest assured?"

"Fate?" Yue Qiluo suddenly laughed strangely, pulled a corpse from behind, and threw it in front of Shen Jianli, "Look at her face, and say the word again."

Shen Jianli looked down and saw that it was Qing'er.He had just met her, and left her a portion of mooncakes and some money, telling her to return to Peiping in a few days, but now she was lying lifeless at his feet, her cheongsam was soaked in blood, her face was pale, her almond eyes were sad His eyes were open, and he was no longer breathing.

"Qing'er..." He knelt down to caress her face, his hands were cold, and the girl who was singing with eyes rolling just now had become a dead body. Yue Qiluo looked down at him with a blank expression on her face. His face was still stained with someone's blood, and his eyes looked calm and crazy.

"You..." Shen Jianli took a deep breath, closed his eyes and smiled, "Yue Qiluo, you are right, you are indeed an out-and-out murderer."

After hearing his words, Yue Qiluo laughed out loud, and tilted her laughing head, her voice shrill.Just laughing, looked down at him, then pointed at him and said: "Zhang Xianzong, I really didn't expect to hear this sentence from you in this life."

Shen Jianli put Qing'er in his arms, her body was stiff, not as warm and soft as before.There was blood all over the ground, and his blood was soaring to the sky. He felt like he had fallen into an ice cave all over his body, and his fingertips were cold to his heart.

"I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

Shen Jianli murmured in a low voice, and unconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"Do you like her?" Yue Qiluo's voice was soft and inaudible, "Do you really like her?"

"She could have gone home," Shen Jianli looked up at her, "If you hate her, let her go, why did you kill her like this?"

"Have you killed not many people?" Yue Qiluo smiled, "Don't pretend to be a bodhisattva."

"I kill people who deserve to be killed!" Shen Jianli suddenly stood up and stared at Yue Qiluo, "But none of the people who died here today should be killed!"

"Whether you should kill him or not, it doesn't matter what you say." Yue Qiluo lowered her head, "These are all fake, Shen Jianli, it's a pity that you live in an illusion without knowing it, and fell into their tricks."

"What—" Shen Jianli was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yue Qiluo, what on earth are you—"

"Look!" Yue Qiluo suddenly raised her voice, her eyes glowed with madness, and with a wave of her arm, all the corpses in the room were instantly reduced to ashes under the dazzling red light. Come to harm you! Why don't you believe me?"

Shen Jianli took a few steps back, shook his head and smiled, and the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand fell to the ground, filling the room with the aroma of wine.Yue Qiluo closed her eyes dejectedly, turned around and stopped looking at him, walked a few steps towards the screen, and said in an inaudible voice, "Let's go."

"Yue Qiluo." Shen Jianli thought for a while, then sighed, "Qiluo, do you have human feelings?"

The courtyard was silent for a while, and the mid-autumn moonlight shone on him. Yue Qiluo stood in the shadow, a lonely and frail little shadow, with her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

"Qiluo," he called her again, "have you ever loved anyone?"

"I haven't." Yue Qiluo's voice sounded different from usual, as light as a wisp of smoke.

"But I met a guy once. He said he loved me, and I believed him."

"You go."

Yue Qiluo's last words lingered in Shen Jianli's ears like a sigh.He looked down at the broken wine bottle, and the moonlight was like a bowl of cold water, cooling him from head to toe.He stood for a long time, finally sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the other courtyard, and walked down the mountain.

There was only the sound of the wind blowing through the branches and leaves in the courtyard. Yue Qiluo stood there, the draft cooling her internal organs.Her leg actually hurt a little, and when it hurt, she remembered the last look in Tang Shanhai's eyes.Shen Jianli must have left and will never come back. The wine he brought is still here to spend this Mid-Autumn Festival with her.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, there was a slight knock on the door. She didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the knocker was very persistent and kept knocking.After listening for a long time, she thought that maybe Shen Jianli had come back, so she leaned on a cane and went to open the door.

He opened the door, but Qingchan stood outside, with his head down, and said: "Young Mistress, Mr. Wuxin came to ask for an audience, and he is waiting for you at the Yue Mansion."

There was no expression on Yue Qiluo's face, she said coldly: "Lead the way."

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and all the local servants in the mansion went home for the holiday, only Qingchan was left here.Only two oil lamps were lit in the lobby of the mansion, and the light was dim.Yue Qiluo went to the chair and sat down, with a pot of brewed tea in her hand, she poured herself a cup and drank it, the blood in her chest was churning, and she coughed for a while before suppressing it.

There was a creaking sound from the door at the right time, she stroked her chest and looked around, but it was still Qingchan who walked in.She was dizzy from coughing just now, but now she managed to raise her head and asked hoarsely, "Qingchan, where is Wuxin?"

Qingchan knelt on the ground without making a sound, she stood up and asked: "Speak, what about Wuxin?"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a thump in her heart. She turned around and picked up the teacup and sniffed it. Her heart sank like a stone, and it sank little by little.

"It's you." As soon as she said this, her blood was surging again, she quickly took a few deep breaths to suppress it, and opened the curtain and staggered towards her, "You have always been plotting against me."

"What the young mistress said, Qingchan couldn't understand."

"Ha." Yue Qiluo laughed instead, picked up the hot teapot and threw it at Qing Chan.But she knelt on the ground motionless, a cut was made on her head, and blood was gurgling out.

"It turned out to be you!" Yue Qiluo stepped forward, grabbed Qing Chan by the collar, and forced her to look at him, "I have thought about many people, but I have never thought about it being you who betrayed me. You puppet, don't forget I saved your life!"

"Save?" Qing Chan's lips curled into a weird smile, "Young Mistress calls my puppet body as saving lives?"

Yue Qiluo grabbed her by the throat and said coldly: "A mere puppet dares to poison me, who gave you the guts?"

"Could it be that young mistress thinks you are the only one in the world who can manipulate other people's thoughts?"

As soon as the words fell, Qingchan suddenly let out a stern laugh, and the muscles on his smiling face twisted, like a ghost.Yue Qiluo was startled secretly, and let go of her throat.I saw that Qingchan's body dried up quickly in the air, withered until it shrank into a puppet, but he couldn't stop laughing wildly.A burst of nameless karmic fire spread from the position of her heart, and it was burnt to ashes in an instant.The laughter also drifted out of the window with the night wind, and gradually faded away.

Yue Qiluo knelt on the ground, holding a handful of ashes in her hand, and the night wind blew her through.She looked down at her hands and smiled lowly.

Wuxin left, Shen Jianli left, and now even her most trusted puppet wants to kill her.

She was suddenly so tired that she couldn't stand up, the evil spirit was really powerful, it separated everyone around her, but it still couldn't be found.It was like her own inner demon, following her like a shadow, sticking to her soul, trying to drive her to ashes.

She took off the bracelet, necklace, earrings, and hairpin from her hand, all of which were taken off.The night wind blew out the oil lamp, and Qing Chan's ashes flew out of the window. She followed the wind and threw herself to the window, staring at the bright moon in the sky, startled for a while, and suddenly called out, "Bai Liuli!"

"Bai Liuli!" She took a deep breath, took a few steps back and bumped into the incense burner, half of the incense ash was scattered on the ground, "Bai Liuli!"

"Here we come," a warm and impatient voice recalled from behind, "What's the name of the ghost?"

Yue Qiluo turned her head to look, and Bai Liuli was standing behind her with her arms folded, tall and tall.She ran over and wanted to hold his shoulders, but remembered that he had no body, so she fixed her eyes and stared into his eyes, and asked, "Tell me, have you been bewitched by someone?"

"No." Bai Liuli said firmly, "I don't have a weakness, how can I be bewitched by anyone."

"It seems that there is no way I can retreat." Yue Qiluo had already calmed down, the cinnabar mole on his forehead was shining faintly, "Is there any way for you?"

"There is a way, but it needs your cooperation." Bai Liuli looked into her eyes, "Yue Qiluo, I need to get your memory back."

"My memory?" After he mentioned it, Yue Qiluo had some impressions, "You mean the part I lost?"

"If you really want to solve it, you must first know why it wants to kill you." Bai Liuli took out a charm from her bosom, and said, "Are you ready?"

"As long as it can be wiped out, I will not hesitate." Yue Qiluo frowned, and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth.

After hearing her words, Bai Liuli secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and a stone fell from his heart.He waited for this moment for a long time, but he didn't expect it to come in this way.

It's just that evil... Bai Liuli sighed again when he thought of this level.After all, it was a thousand-year-old account, and he, an outsider, couldn't get in his way.Yue Qiluo is bound to win, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it depends on her luck.

"This spell is very powerful. You can burn it to ashes and drink it with water. Although it can't recover completely, I can guarantee that you can recall the outline." Bai Liuli thought for a while, but was still a little worried, and said, " If your soul is unstable, don’t use this, if you can’t get rid of the inner demons, I’m afraid you will—”

"Being insane is nothing," Yue Qiluo sneered, and snatched the talisman from his hand, "I have already fallen into the way of demons, so why should I be afraid of any demons?"

Seeing Yue Qiluo's persistence, Bai Liuli felt a little regretful, stared at her and drank the talisman water, and went back to the other courtyard to sleep by herself.He was attached to Yue Qiluo's canary, intending to keep an eye on her quietly for a few days, lest she make a big mistake and the gain outweighs the loss.

But Yue Qiluo slept well even though something happened that night. Bai Liuli lay by her window and watched for a long time, but she was still worried. After leaving Canary's body, she sneaked into her dream and met her inner demons for a while. went.

The author has something to say: I wanted to write a little more, but I am too sleepy, so I will stop here today... I will write tomorrow...