Yu Wu

The temple door opened.

What caught the eye was a large piece of brilliant golden light.But in the National Teacher Hall, the carved beams and painted buildings are all decorated with fine gold powder, the silk curtains are drooping, the floor is covered with thatched mats, and the soft cushions are all embroidered with gold silk, which is magnificent and magnificent.

In this golden floating light, there is a man with a wide robe and wide sleeves, sitting by the window with his back to him, playing the piano with his head bowed.

The Guqin has human skin as its face, hair as its strings, and nine human eyes on its body. When the strings are plucked, those eyeballs will roll along with his gestures.

Hearing the sound of kicking the door, the man played the last three chords without haste, suppressed the trembling strings, and said calmly:

"It's a quiet night, what's the guest doing?"

Li Qingqian's voice was full of hatred, he held a blood-dripping sword, and bit into four words: "I'm here to seek revenge!"

"Heh..." The national teacher smiled lightly, "In the world of Kyushu, there are many people who want to seek revenge on me, whether they are living people or ghosts. However, those who have the ability to single-handedly break into the palace and come to my palace inner."

He turned around slowly and said lightly, "There are really not many."

With the movement of his head up, the hall was lit with candles.

The national teacher of the Liao Kingdom actually wore a golden mask, behind the mask, black eyes surged undercurrents.

He chuckled lightly: "What kind of revenge did Xianjun come to seek?"

Li Qingqian said bitterly: "Blood feud!"

"Oh?" The national teacher stood up with great interest and asked, "Which one did I kill?"

Li Qingqian knew that it was useless to report Hong Shao's name to him, so she gritted her teeth and said, "The daughter of the mountain...you know what you have done. You... a liar!"

The national teacher was silent for a while, and laughed snortingly: "It turns out that the fairy is, and he became a beauty when he was angry..."

Li Qingqian was almost trembling with anger, his eyes were red: "You said that you searched for those women with similar looks to be saintesses and teach astrology, but the fact is that they were buried alive in Fengyu Mountain and sacrificed to the mountain god! Yes or no? ?!"

The national teacher said: "No."

"...!"

Li Qingqian was always a reasonable person, once he heard that he denied it flatly, he suppressed the hatred that was eager to pour out, opened his eyes wide, and stared at him with heaving chest.

The national teacher sighed: "It's really a half-knowledge for the immortal king to make such an inference, and he has wronged me."

"I...I..." Li Qingsu seemed to want to ask "Where did I wrong you", but he was too excited, and the words of the national teacher were so unexpected that he didn't know what to do for a while. ask.

The national teacher said: "It was right for me to accept those women, but you said that I buried them alive to sacrifice to the mountain gods, but you were completely wrong. Little fairy, let me ask you, what kind of mountain gods can there be in Fengyu Mountain?"

"..."

"The mountain gods of the five great evil mountains may not be able to get a living sacrifice from a hundred virgins. Where is Fengyu Mountain ranked?"

"But, but..."

"It has no spirituality, and at most it is a feng shui deadlock. If you listen to the rumors in the market, you insist that I want to sacrifice to the mountain god alive, so I pushed those hundreds of girls into the buried pit for no reason and let them die. Here it is." The national teacher paused and said, "How can I be so boring."

Li Qingqian didn't want to believe the words of the national teacher, but what the other party said was reasonable and well-founded, and there was nothing preposterous about it, so his expression was extraordinarily bewildered.

This kind of bewilderment made him look very tired and extremely pitiful, as if even the fire of revenge was going to be taken out of his body, leaving him with only a cold and empty skeleton.

The national teacher's deep and deep eyes just looked at him like this, watching him bow his head, watching him murmuring, watching his lax eyes and lack of will.

After a long while, the national teacher raised his slender fingers, covered his mask, and suddenly laughed softly.

Li Qingqian raised her head suddenly, looking at this strange man with a pale face.

In his blank eyes, the national teacher was like a bird teaser, laughing harder and harder, and the bursts of laughter almost seemed to overflow like cold water, forcing Li Qingqian's hair to stand on end: "Hahaha... …Hahaha……"

"why are you laughing?!"

"Pfft, I laughed at you for being funny, you are so funny—Grandmaster Li of the Broken Water Sword, I have admired your name of subduing demons for a long time, so it turns out that the grandmaster in this world is just as innocent as you?"

Li Qingqian was stunned: "You knew it was me..."

"I can't tell the clang and sword blare outside, am I deaf?"

Li Qingqian said in astonishment: "So you were lying just now?!"

The national teacher sat back on the piano bench, with one hand resting on the body of the piano and the other on his knees, his eyes were bright and his smile was sweet: "Huh? What did I lie to you for? What I just told you is true."

"I never sacrificed those hundred women to the mountain, but I did bury them. I didn't sacrifice them for the fate of the country, but for..." He paused, and laughed, "Just for fun."

Li Qingqian was stunned: "You——!"

"Do you know why I chose these women." The national teacher fiddled with the strings casually, making intermittent and meaningless crackling sounds, and then lowered his eyes and smiled: "Actually, none of them can complain, only complain like a bitch. people."

He sighed: "That bitch made me hate it." His black eyes gleamed, "I'm not happy."

"You... you crazy..."

"That's right, I'm a lunatic." The national teacher said with a grin, "But, if I tell you that I'm also an infatuated person, would you believe me?"

"you--"

"Don't you wonder who those women look like?"

Li Qingqian didn't answer, and the national teacher didn't care, so he just continued talking leisurely, "They are all like a saint I raised...a lowly maid. I treat her generously, but she doesn't treat her well." You respect me, but instead eat inside and outside, do a big thing against my will, and then run away."

"I have been inquiring about her whereabouts, but I can't find it. It was not until many years later that I heard that in Chonghua, there was a woman of great beauty who married. That is her."

The national teacher used the most casual tone to express the monstrous resentment in his heart, "Tsk tsk, it is touching. People say that this girl is crazy to marry such a mean and cold man in a young and beautiful body. .She obviously has the alluring appearance and the color of hibiscus, but she is obsessed with an incomprehensible ice cube wood, which is really disappointing her beauty."

The hair-tempered strings made a creepy sound under his hands.

The national teacher grinned and said: "I think so too." He pointed to the side of his head: "I think she married that person because there is something wrong here."

"Look, she's so naughty, she doesn't want to be a decent maid of the national teacher, but she wants to be a bad wife for others. Oh, it makes me so angry." When the national teacher said these words, he was always smiling, like They were chatting about trivial matters, "But what can I do? I am so high above and in a detached position, so I can't go for a kiss? So..."

His lips were parted again like a beast, and his two rows of teeth were sharp, "I just thought of a brilliant idea. To relieve my unhappiness."

He looked at Li Qingqian with a white face, smiled, and said lightly, "I'm also married."

"Isn't she a peerless beauty, a rarity in the world, who can seduce people? I want to marry thousands of girls who look like her, and I want to step her into the dust because of that bitch's own self-worth, what? Overwhelming the country and the city... Hahahaha, if you want to find a few, you can find a few! Marrying her, what a big deal!"

"...!"

This time, not to mention Li Qingqian, even Mo Xi felt that this person must have some kind of disease to go crazy.

"Look at me, hundreds of saintesses are here at once, all of them look like her. What kind of thing is she?" The national teacher said excitedly, his eyes sparkling, "If I want to marry, I can wear golden crowns for them Put on the phoenix clothes. Let them kneel down before my seat one by one—”

Li Qingqian had always been faceless and never answered, but when he heard him say this, he suddenly said sharply: "Hong Shao will not kneel down for you!"

I didn't expect the national teacher to glance at him, but he didn't deny it, laughed twice, and said: "There are some people who don't kneel."

"..."

He licked his white and sharp canine teeth, narrowed his eyes, and said sweetly and sternly: "But, all those who dare to resist, those who are unwilling, those bitches..." He sneered twice, "Just kill me!" , it’s all good.”

"You! You're just—!" Li Qingqian was angry and sad, trembling all over, he never scolded anyone, at this moment he hated so much, but he didn't know what to say, so his face flushed red, Her lips trembled slightly, "You..."

The national teacher just smiled, with satisfaction and cruelty flashing in his eyes: "Don't they have to be proud and indestructible? It's easy to say, then I will bury them all in Fengyu Mountain, and the feng shui will turn them into innocent souls!!"

"do not talk……"

"There are many unsatisfactory things in this world, and it is impossible for everyone to do what I want. Although I can't completely understand my own will, I can let the world know what it means to follow me to prosper, and to go against me to perish!"

"You are simply crazy...you are crazy!!"

Li Qingqian couldn't bear it anymore, and with a clang, the long sword was drawn out, and the blue light shone, and he took the head of the national teacher!

Mo Xi has seen countless enemies, and now he has seen that this move is Li Qingqian's lifelong ability, and it is capable of smashing heaven and earth, rolling snow and breaking rocks, and there are no more than three swordsmen in the world who can match it.

But who would have thought that the national teacher didn't move, just sitting tall, just plucking a little with his fingertips, the human skin guqin clanged, and the light of the Duan Shui sword was eclipsed by the flick of his fingers, and after a while, it exploded and splashed in all directions, and returned to nothingness !

"Why—" Li Qingqian was stunned. Even Mo Xi could never have imagined that this shocking sword would be deciphered so easily—the national teacher repelled the sword light, stood up, raised two fingers, and Fast as a ghost.

When Li Qingqian came back to his senses, the sword in his hand had been taken away by the national teacher, and it was caught between his two fingers.

With a little force, it will be broken into thousands of pieces! !

"You..." Li Qingqian took a step back suddenly, shaking his head in shock, "How could you..."

The national teacher said with a smile: "How could I break your sword move so easily?"

"..."

The pair of pupils under the golden mask shone faintly. The national teacher threw away the hilt of his sword casually, walked slowly towards Li Qingsu, and suddenly struck him hard, raising his hand to support the beam behind Li Qingsu, like a cheetah eating meat. Close, almost eye to eye.

"Broken water sword." The national teacher's voice was low and sweet, "What can I do?"

The last trace of blood on Li Qingqian's face was gone, he couldn't retreat, he slammed against the heavy nanmu pillar, his pupils contracted sharply, and stared at the eyes behind the gold covering.

He suddenly became suspicious.

——This...is this the eye in the memory?

The pair of almond eyes that rescued him and his younger brother from the flames of gunpowder and war seemed to be raining from the south of the Yangtze River?

He couldn't be sure, and he couldn't be sure, he felt cold, every drop of blood and every inch of muscle and bone were frozen... His Water Breaking Sword was derived from the sword manual left by the monk in Tsing Yi back then. Who broke his sword art easily?

But how could this crazy, perverted, twisted and dark national teacher in front of him be the man who saved him back then?

How, how come? !The only similarity between them is this golden cover...

In the world, there are many monks who like to cover their faces with masks and do not teach others to see their true faces. How could this lunatic in front of him be his former benefactor? !

How could it be? ! !

He no longer had Hong Shao, and lost his future.

Now that the world is cruel, is it necessary to destroy his past as well? !

Li Qingqian tremblingly said: "No... no... you are not..."

The national teacher's eyes were like a knife, slashing down between his brows, little by little, tearing the flesh, peeling away the blood, easily peeking into his trembling heart.

"Hehe, although this Duan Shui sword is not perfect, I loved it sincerely when I was young." The national teacher smiled lightly, "Listen, one sword in five years changes the spring and autumn, and one sword in ten years reverses the vicissitudes of life... ... Just these two lines of sword formulas, you can tell what kind of youthful and frivolous it is."

Li Qingqian shook his head slowly, and suddenly said madly: "No! You are definitely not him! You can never be him!!"

The national teacher didn't answer, but lowered his eyelashes and grinned sarcastically: "Li Qingqian. Since you have cultivated this sword manual, you can be regarded as half of my apprentice after all. Good apprentice, I know that you hate me. But as a teacher, I haven't played enough in this world, so I can't die easily. I can only send you on the road first."

Li Qingqian's complexion was pale.

The national teacher said with a low smile: "Oh, originally I planned to make swords with the ghosts of Nvkuishan, but I was ruined by you, a little rascal. It just so happened that you cast yourself in a trap, and you can use it for me to play with. Don't worry , after you die, the master will definitely make you into a magic weapon. You have to be obedient and don't cry."

Li Qingqian is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is the man in front of him...could it really be the swordsman in blue that he had been chasing after who saved him all those years ago? !

"The Broken Water Sword is yours...you passed it on to me...was that person back then...was it you..." His voice was broken.

The national teacher did not answer directly, but just smiled: "Actually, I don't want to pass it on to others at all. But... Forget it, there is nothing to talk about until now."

After he finished speaking, he straightened up, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Come, come, let me let you experience what the real Duan Shui sword looks like! Master. Father. Teach. You!"

Mo Xi: "!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light flashed in front of his eyes, as swift as a flying bird, and as violent as a thunderbolt, his blood splashed in an instant!

The light and shadow in front of his eyes were shaking violently, and Mo Xi saw Li Qingqian lying in a pool of blood, and the national teacher tore open Li Qingqian's chest with a sword blade, and even smashed the heart, liver, intestines and lungs that were still beating and trembling with his bare hands. When it was pulled out, the gold cover was splashed with blood, and the national teacher was laughing maniacally, the laughter lingering...

In the crimson, the national teacher licked the blood spattered on the corner of his lips, and said with a light smile: "Li Qingqian, the girl you like should never, never, never be like her. And you, never should, never should be like her." , shouldn’t learn this sword art.”

He stared at Li Qingqian's corpse, and said calmly, "It's because you are ignorant, you can't blame me even after you die."

In the last scene, the national teacher got up, pinched Li Qingqian's neck with his bloody hands, dragged him, walked out of the golden palace of the national teacher, and walked towards the long night full of stars.

There was a line of hot blood on the gold bricks, Li Qingqian's body was dragged away by the imperial teacher, when they disappeared at the corner of the palace gate, the imperial teacher's wanton and hoarse laughter suddenly rang out, it was both joyful and sighed frantically——

"One sword in five years changes the spring and autumn, and one sword in ten years reverses the vicissitudes of life. This sword can definitely cut off the water..."

After a pause, he let out a loud shout that was extremely joyful and seemed to be extremely painful, breaking through the long night: "Life is hard to break...Xiang Junxin!"

The frantic song flows like a vortex in the dream, and everything returns to silence.Mo Xi suddenly fell into a dark abyss.

……

When I opened my eyes again, the first thing that came into my eyes was the night sky, full of stars.A few thin branches are stretched towards the sky, and the dead leaves on the branches are slightly curled.

The memories were over, he returned to Murong Chuyi's courtyard.

Mo Xi was lying on the ground, the lingering sound of "This sword can cut off the water, and it is hard to break the heart of the king" in his ears has not dissipated, and the scenes in the illusion are still in front of him.From the sword dance in front of the hut to the blood stains in the National Teacher Hall at the end.

He looked at the night sky, his Adam's apple twitched, and he didn't know what it was like.But after a long time, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind——

He thought, what if Hongshao had no disease at the beginning?

If she is blessed by heaven and is in good health, will they stay together forever? There will be one less sword demon in the world, and one more pair of monks, Xiao Luogu will become an old woman, and they will always be noisy around Li Qingqian.

Is there such a possibility?

Mo Xi was not sure.When he was young, he didn't know much about love. At that time, he thought that as long as he did his best, lovers could get married.

Later he found out it wasn't.

It turns out that in this world, there is another thing called destiny.

When the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, the fate will turn into poverty, feud, disease... etc. Everything you can't think of, and you can't even guess the heavy hammer, pounding in the hand of the hand.

Some people stop when they feel pain.

And those who are not reconciled to the pain, and who do not give up after the pain, are probably like Li Qingqian in the end.

Stubborn to the end, still broke.

Also asking for an unrecognizable ending.

When he got up, the effects of the medicine had not dissipated and the others were still asleep.His gaze moved over one by one, and finally fell on Gu Mang's side - Gu Mang was still in a coma.

Mo Xi felt extremely bored.He couldn't help thinking that the relationship between him and Gu Mang was actually the same, the class gap, and the hatred of family and country were overwhelming.Gu Mang couldn't bear the pain, so he left him.

After all, he was still the one who was cut off.

But maybe, in fact, the affection between them is not even comparable to that of Li Qingqian and Hong Shao.Perhaps from the very beginning, they didn't interlock their fingers, but he wanted to hold Gu Mang's fingers wishfully, forcing Gu Mang, refusing to let him leave.

The "love you" that Gu Mang said all those years ago did not know how sincere he was.

Mo Xi closed his eyelashes, supported his throbbing forehead, and let himself slowly withdraw from the aftertaste of the illusion and heartache.

At this time, the rest of the people also started to move, waking up from the dream one after another.

Yue Chenqing has never experienced suffering in the world, nor has he ever experienced the helplessness of love, so although he feels that Li Qingqian is pitiful, he doesn't feel much. It's just that he was disgusted by the last scene. As soon as he got up, he lay down on the ground and retched: "Uh-uh -"

"That national teacher of Liao Kingdom...he is a pervert!!" Yue Chenqing vomited several times, gasped for breath, and said weakly, "He is so good, what are you doing with people's intestines, is he the birth of a wild wolf? !"

The two Murongs were quite calm. Murong Chuyi was expressionless, closing his eyes and concentrating on resting his mind, while Murong Lian leaned his head on the rockery and said, "Sword spirit, you know it too, dead The worse the situation, the greater the power. In the past, there were some craftsmen who liked to wrap people in glue, peel off the skin, then smear them in sugar water, and throw them into the bees..."

Yue Chenqing waved her hand, motioned him to stop talking, and started again clutching her stomach: "Ugh—"

Murong Lian probably thought Yue Chenqing was disgusting, so he didn't say anything.He stood up on the rockery, stretched his muscles and bones, and said with a sneer: "But now I know, it turns out that Li Qingqian's Duan Shui sword is not his own, but he learned it from the sword manual given to him by the Liao State Master. of."

Murong Chuyi said, "It's not the same."

"Why not one?"

"The Water-Breaking Sword is Li Qingqian's new move after his re-enlightenment. The way of swordsmanship lies in 'cutting water with the sword of benevolence, cutting sorrow with the sword of righteousness, helping the poor and helping the world, and never giving up in all hardships', but the core of Liaoguo's swordsmanship is 'this The sword can cut off the water, and it is hard to break the heart of the king in life.', one holds the sword for righteousness, and the other holds the sword for love, it is not the same way at all."

Murong Lian was stunned for a moment, and then sneered dissatisfied: "Idiot Immortal, Idiot Immortal, if you say you are idiot, you are really a lunatic."

Yue Chenqing was really eager to protect his uncle, the nausea of ​​vomiting hadn't passed yet, when Wang Shujun said this about Murong Chuyi, he couldn't help but annoyed: "You are not allowed to scold my fourth uncle!"

Murong Lian squinted and said: "Is there anything he can't scold? In the entire Chonghua, besides Jun Shang, there are people whom I, Murong Lian, can't scold?"

"Brother Murong, you, you, you, you are unreasonable! I will tell you to go up!"

Murong Lian said angrily: "Baby, why didn't you tell your mother to go?"

Yue Chenqing's face turned pale, and she was trembling with anger. Just as she was about to say something more, suddenly the white clothes flashed, and there was a crisp "slap", Murong Chuyi actually raised her hand and slapped Murong Lian firmly across the face!

Everyone was shocked at this moment, and Murong Lian couldn't recover from the slap for a long time. He covered his cheeks in anger and shock: "You... how dare you..."

Murong Chuyi's sleeves fluttered away, his silk belt was smooth, and his eyes were as cold as bayonets under his sword eyebrows: "Why don't I dare."

Murong Lian was about to explode, her peach blossom eyes were red with anger: "You bastard! This king is—"

Murong Chuyi slapped his face again, "What are you?"

Murong Lian has never been humiliated by any of his peers in such a big age. He was so angry that his eyes were filled with stars, and the hand holding the cigarette pouch was trembling: "You...you are so bold...I want to report to the king, you, The following guilty……"

Murong Chuyi narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, opened and closed his water-colored thin lips, and returned Murong Lian's words just now coldly: "Tell Your Majesty what to do. Why don't you tell your mother."

With this word, Murong Lian's face instantly turned red!The blood vessels on the side of the neck were bulging, and he was about to rush up and fight Murong Chuyi with all his might!

Murong Chuyi sideways avoided, flicked his wide sleeves, and said solemnly: "Let him go."

Yue Chenqing didn't expect that his fourth uncle would actually order him to do something, so she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and nodded in a daze and astonishment, "Oh... oh, good..."

Who would have thought that Murong Chuyi said: "I didn't talk to you."

"what?"

There was only the rattling of the wooden mecha, and the bamboo warriors who had been surrounding Gu Mang suddenly turned their limbs and all moved towards Murong Lian.

Murong Chuyi stood behind the group of wooden mechas with his hands behind his back, looked at Murong Lian coldly, and said, "Seeing off the guests."

Mr. Wang Shu has a high status, where is he not being held up by others?But at this time Murong Chuyi sent a group of wooden men to tell him to go away, and looking at the posture, if Murong Lian didn't leave, they planned to put him down and lift him up to walk away.Murong Lian was trembling with anger, pointed at Murong Chuyi and said angrily: "You, dare!"

Murong Chuyi's white robe was like snow, and he said in embarrassment: "Throw it out."

The bamboo warriors yelled "Ada Ada", and according to the order, Murong Lian, who was crowded in a swarm, was thrown out.

After throwing away Murong Lian, Murong Chuyi came back with an indifferent face, sat at the stone table in the courtyard, and said to Mo Xi as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Xihe, sit down."

Mo Xi: "..."

Chixian is indeed a lunatic...

However, Yue Chenqing seemed to have gotten used to his uncle's character, and asked earnestly beside him, "Fourth uncle, can I sit too?"

Murong Chuyi didn't even look at him: "You stand."

Yue Chenqing said dejectedly: "... oh..."

Murong Chuyi raised his finger, and immediately two bamboo warriors came down from the verandah, holding teapots and plates in their hands, and placed them on the table.

After pouring two cups of tea, Murong Chuyi said calmly, "Let's get down to business. Now that Li Qingqian's past is clear, what do you think of that runaway sword demon?"

Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang for a few more times before turning his eyes away, and said, "He should not leave in Chonghua. He will also go to find the peerless beauty that the national teacher said."

Yue Chenqing interrupted: "But, that sword spirit is so strange. The Li Zongshi we saw in the memory just now is such a good-tempered person, why now..."

Mo Xi said: "Li Qingqian is a sword demon, not a sword spirit. He died tragically and was refined into the Hongshao sword. At the beginning, he could still retain his thoughts, but Hongshao has been with the national teacher for a long time, and I think it has taken a lot of grievances." Spirit blood. In this case, his mind and behavior will become more and more like his master."

Yue Chenqing was startled: "So the Li Qingqian we met, has a temperament closer to that national teacher?"

Murong Chuyi said: "Yes."

Yue Chenqing thought for a while: "Is that so...the Hongshao sword should be given to others by the national teacher later? If it still belonged to the national teacher, it would not have fallen into Murong Lian's hands."

Mo Xi shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who the Red Shao Sword belongs to now. What matters is who he will go to next."

Murong Chuyi said: "That's right. After Li Qing changed his form, he deliberately imitated that national teacher's every move. It seems that his obsession is too deep, he has reached the point of madness, and cannot be judged by ordinary people's behavior. However, his obsession is not counted. It's hard to guess, he just wants to find the 'peerless beauty' that the national teacher said."

Mo Xi also agrees with what Murong Chuyi said.

Presumably when Li Qingqian captured those girls, he was not in a hurry to kill them immediately, but would try to get them to tell him where all the similar girls were.Then, according to the news they revealed, they were arrested one by one and tortured to death.Perhaps Li Qingqian felt that Hong Shao would not have died if it hadn't been for the resentment in the teacher's heart because of this girl's marriage.

Li Qingqian has gone crazy.

Mo Xi thought about this, and then asked: "Yue Chenqing, about ten years ago, the most beautiful girl in Chonghua, do you know who it is?"