Burn III

Book Title: Burning the Third World

Author: Xia Ke

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Burn III.

It is three feet seven inches long and weighs 50 taels.There is a blood groove on the blade, and the blood line flows down without staining the rest.

In the past, Emperor Wu of the Liang Dynasty worshiped Buddhism, opened the furnace of heavenly fire, and received the swords of the world. Based on the relics of eminent monks, he cast this sword as a treasure for protecting the country, named Jiang Sanshi.

The three worlds are past, present and future.

A person who is confused about the past and the present has a persistent goal. What will the person who is the goal write in his future?

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Tang Ye, Pillow chaos┃Supporting roles: Tang Mirage, Guiming, Baizhuyan, Wuyao, Wuxiang, Tang Wujiu, Tang Wu, Tal┃Others: Jian Wang San, Ming Tang

☆, one

He stood in the darkness, with the regular sound of water droplets echoing in his ears.

a drop.

two drops.

With a sound of "嗤", from far to near, deep and winding——

The fire racks not far away lit up one after another, with a slight "hissing" sound of water and fire meeting.

At the end of the fire frame, a man propped his chin and looked at him lazily.His eyes were flat, occasionally oozing a little danger.

"You found me," the man said.He changed his movements, as if a faint blue knife light flashed past.

He stopped talking, still looking at the man.

"That's right, only you can find me." The man smiled lowly, as if having an aftertaste.

He still didn't speak.

The man slowly cooled down and remained silent for a while.

With a "click", an iron claw had tightly grasped the knife in his hand, and when he came back to his senses, the pair of knives fell into the man's hand.

At this time, the man had thousands of Shuras in his eyes, and he was very angry at his distraction.

"Very good. You hope so, so be it, sacrificial knife, it's fine. No one can control anyone hahahahahaha!!! You should remember! Think carefully."

puff.

He looked at his hands in bewilderment.

Can kill without a knife...?

The Tang Men who broke his head and kissed him forcefully when they met, said:

"We're one of a kind."

The smell of blood began to permeate, and the man's last self-esteem also faded away with the passing of time, exposed and disappeared with the passage of life.

However, in the eyes of confused people, everything looks like fog.

He saw that the left handles of the double knives were slightly soaked in cold blue, spiraling upwards, and the left handles vibrated strongly, as if expressing its strong fear.

The sound of "click" continued to echo, and gradually, it returned to calm.

And the knife had dozens more cracks, but it was even sharper than before.Fluorescence is also more dark blue than before.

He walked over, took the knife, closed Tang Men's eyes, and carried him away.

The night after he left, the cave collapsed.

He has a scimitar in his hand, named Burning III.

It is three feet seven inches long and weighs 50 taels.There is a blood groove on the blade, and the blood line flows down without staining the rest.

In the past, Emperor Wu of the Liang Dynasty worshiped Buddhism, opened the furnace of heavenly fire, and received the swords of the world. Based on the relics of eminent monks, he cast this sword as a treasure for protecting the country, named Jiang Sanshi.The three worlds are past, present and future.

He walked with this knife for a long time, so long that he forgot why he was still alive in this world.

The knife is made of two handles, one with a red light rolling and flowing, and the other is usually as it is, and when killing people, it will reveal a touch of deep blue from time to time.

Later he came to Shaolin. The reason why he came here was that Mingzun was no different from Tathagata.

He took a black ice pendant from the man's left ear and threw it to the old monk, then took a piece of jewelry from himself and put it into the merit box, sat on the futon, meditated for several days, without eating or drinking.

It seems to be chewing the past, mixed with sandalwood, and swallowed in the stomach.

One full moon night, he saw the shadows of two people on the knife, one he could not remember, and the other was the man sitting on the knife and laughing coldly.

The Qingming that had been cultivated for a few days turned into powder in an instant, and took advantage of the vast moonlight to find another place.

Mingjiao is located in the desert, and there is a place called Life and Death Stream.

Bow your head to the abyss, raise your head to the bright moon.

The disciples often come here to rest and play when they have nothing to do, and some of them may be tossing and turning between life and death in this way.

There has always been a watchman in the life and death gorge, guarding the Fen III.

The watchmen don't just watch, they look at the knife, not themselves.Therefore, it is not necessary to stay in this religion for a long time.

There are guards and there will be losses. After several changes, Lu Weilou still found out that Liu Jingtao was in front of the recast man Liu Fenggu. Liu Fenggu sighed, then changed to Fen Sanshi, and finally returned to the caretaker of the Life and Death Gap.

Just in time, he guarded the knife again.

He thought he had carried the knife for a long time, but not ten years.

Mawei Station.

As soon as he dismounted, there was a shout of killing not far away.

In this rather dry and cold place, the sound of shouting and killing was covered in clouds of dust.

He drew his knife and was about to meet him.

Suddenly a shadow crossed his face, and a Tang Sect lightly stepped over his head, and the four eyes met, the eyes of that Tang Sect were amazed——

Tang Men stopped.

"Can you show me the knife?"

……

The sound of killing was approaching, that Tangmen's face was full of impatience, and he didn't want to leave easily, so he had to stand in front of him and talk.

"You are not allowed to run away! I will clean up Halle's sons first."

He leaned against the horse and yawned, slightly surprised.

It was the first time someone came to Mawei Station and the target was not him.

Tang Men dealt with the cloud of dust neatly and concisely, and walked up to him, got on his horse, pulled him to sit on the back, slapped the horse's buttocks, and walked away.

The slightly popular alleyway is mixed with fallen leaves.

There was cooking smoke floating on the road, and Tang Men sniffed it a few more times, although he was a little out of breath.

Lanterns were hung in front of the houses on both sides. At dusk, someone came out from time to time to light lanterns, and the faint fire light stood quietly.

"Tsk tsk tsk is not the same after pouring thousands of people's blood into fights, you take it well... 嗉—— 噫 white pepper is still not good, thousands of weapons are melted together and then mixed with meteorite, Mr. Liu Jiale is still amazing... ..."

He watched that Tangmen chattering and groping, eating noodles "hangchihangchi", not having a moment's leisure, which was a bit funny.

"An Yi... hiccup—thank you, the pot of wine and meal money will be considered as repayment, I still have things to do, I'll go first—" As soon as the words finished, Tang Men's smiling face gradually became transparent, and he disappeared immediately.

He glanced at the wine jar, and found that it was a strong wine that people in the northwest often drink.

He looked up at the intersecting alleyway again, and for the first time, he thought about which way to go.

The future is quietly approaching.

After going to a nearby city to vent the fire, he sniffed the moonlight with his feet.

Then there was another burst of emptiness, boredom.

Tang Men was leaning on the roof at this moment, counting with his fingers.

When counting to "five", the person has come to the blind area outside the window on the second floor. After confirming the information and speculation, a small dart has been twisted between his fingers.

Moisturizing is silent.

He counted again.

This was back in "Three," when the second floor was filled with screaming and chaos.

Tang Men waited for a while, and when there were only dead people left on the second floor, Fang appeared to get the hidden weapon.

He squatted down and shot the poison dart from the corpse, but a voice suddenly exploded in his ear:

"Fen Sanshi's taste, which flag are you the guardian of?"

With a sound of "bang", the Tang Sect has already shot out the gun, and leaped out of the window calmly, stepping on the star to escape for his life.

Yes, run for your life.

Tangmen could feel the strong and thick murderous aura behind him, unrelenting and extremely clinging.

"If labor and capital touch it, it can also provoke a lunatic..."

"It's wrong to run away."

"Laozi, you are a fairy, if you don't run away, you will wait until you are fed to the dog, and you can't beat you."

Tang Men felt that the person's speed increased, and ran desperately to the crowded place.

If in the eyes of outsiders, it is just an afterimage.

Tang Men's head was covered with sweat, protracted warfare was not his forte.

Looking at the wandering lights not far away, he mobilized the breath in his body to speed up.When you are in a crowd, it is naturally easy to escape.

The people behind reached a terrifying speed again, hearing the wind blowing loudly, and the sound of the chains was comparable to Yama's post.

"brush"!

The scimitar of the person behind him pierced through the air, and the clanging of the blade seemed to be mocking.

Tangmen exerted force with his toes and touched an eaves. His flexible body exploded with astonishing strength in mid-air, and the whole body spun continuously upwards, narrowly avoiding a knife.

The other knife was thrown out at the right time.

"The head of the organization wing and the house... Trouble! It's really trouble! Who would have thought that it would appear with a hammer!"

At the same time, the mother claw grabbed a eaves, and with a "swoosh", Tangmen drew an arc in the air, quickly retreated to the place held by the mother claw, and slipped into the window.

........................

Nie Yuan!Nie Yuan!

Tang Men roared inwardly.

The mist is dense, with the sound of water in twos and twos.

On the table was Fen III, whom he was reluctant to part with in the afternoon, who could be called a magic soldier.

With a loud "bang", the window and the wall instantly became a mess.

The man curled his lips when he came out of the dust, looked at the table, and then at Tangmen who was standing still.

"It's not good to cheat, it's obviously with you." The man licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes shone with an unknown brilliance.

"I lied to you about the hammer, and labor and capital touched it. You want to kill labor and capital. Hey, I asked you to beat me, and I also washed it."

"What's your name?" He came out and got dressed, completely ignoring the colorful expressions of the other two.

"Heh, if you don't change your name when you're going, you'll be called Gui..."

Tang Men looked at him and turned his gaze to himself, "Are you asking me?"

The other side nodded.

"I'll tell you if you beat Lada to the ground. What's your name?"

"... a messy pillow."

"it is good."

"Has anyone ever told you that ignoring others is bad? My name is Gui Ming."

"I call you Nai, I'm exhausted and drink my saliva."

Suddenly, a black shadow remained in the pillow chaos, and Fen Sanshi on the table suddenly spun around and attacked Gui Ming.

"clang"!Gui Ming set up a pair of sabers to block Fen Sanshi, the force was as powerful as a thousand weights, they were not that heavy, don't forget, there is also the sacrificial spirit in the saber.

"Ugh!" Zhen Luan appeared behind him and ended the fight with one kick - Gui Ming threw a dog.

"Hey! It's still fun. My name is Tang Ye. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'll go downstairs and pay you. How long do you want to stay... Oh, forget it. This is a brothel. I'll pay for it for you."

Tang Ye returned to Ming with a giggle, then quickly rushed out of the room and went downstairs.As for the payment... let's talk about it after receiving the bounty.

"You are the caretaker?" Gui Ming remembered Tang Ye, got up and patted the pillow.

Pillow nods, then doubts again:

"Should... be replaced?"

"The old guy said, you can't always keep a camel on a lake."

"It is my old friend, at least until I die."

"You mean you don't want to?"

Pillow nods.

"Next time I'll pick it up." Gui Ming glanced at him coldly, wiped the corners of his lips with his finger and left.

Leave a mess.

There is no residual warmth, no nostalgia.

Pillow Luan gently comforted Fen III, hugged it and fell asleep on the ground.

No one will come, and no one will go.

☆, two

"Yeeeeeeeeee..."

Birds chirp at a few o'clock, and fallen leaves float quietly everywhere.

Half of the sky is stained with green glaze color, and the continuous bamboo forests are dripping green in the faint mist.

Tang Ye leaned on an old donkey, with a bamboo stick in his mouth, and let out a leisurely hum.

After walking for half a day, Fang greeted his brother at the entrance and went to Tangjiaji.

The Tangjiaji was bustling with activity, even the disciples of Neibao would be warmed up by the lights on their cold faces when they came here.

After receiving the bounty, I found a familiar small restaurant, ordered a few dishes of stewed meat, and ordered the fruit wood grilled chicken brushed with homemade spicy sauce, and ate the fragrant rice with my head buried in it.

Tang Ye is a casting idiot, and his name is worthy of it.

Entering the Neibaoli Hall with good craftsmanship, sometimes I will spend the whole day in the "jingling" one after another, sometimes I will go out to kill a few bounties, and I may even take the weapons or mines of the dead body to study Research.

He saved some money and built a house near Nether Abyss for casting. The water there is more satisfactory, and the quenching effect is not much better than that of mountain spring water and bamboo leaf frost.

It seems to be living in a world where there are only him and weapons, and he can come and go freely.

He didn't have the heart to collect and study such an artifact like Fen Sanshi, and his ability couldn't restrain the knife, besides——he shivered for no reason.

Nie Yuan!trouble!

Fortunately, he just left a name when he slipped away. It's okay for the gangsters to look familiar.

But Fen Sanshi who mixed meteoric iron - he is more interested in meteoric iron, but he just thought about it, this kind of extraterrestrial material is rare, and it is not bad to have it in a dream.

Gui Ming now wants to tear the person across from him to pieces.

Pillow looked at him calmly.

"Still fighting?"

"Tired!" Gui Ming yelled at him.

After more than half a month, he kept finding troubles and wanted to take back Fen Sanshi, but every time he was deflated and filled with anger.

"If you can't keep your heart, you still want to keep your sword?"

Gui Ming was stunned.

Pillow Luan didn't even look at him, and left alone.

Gui Ming sat on the ground and thought deeply all night.

Then he ran to Tangmen to settle accounts with Tang Ye, he held grudges very much and wanted to save face.

"So when labor and management are having a good meal, you think it's cool to lift the table?" When Tang Ye was in the hut of Youmingyuan, he bought bamboo rice and cold pot spicy rabbit and was about to put down his chopsticks. An uninvited guest kicked open the door. The table was overturned, and the spicy rabbit meat unfortunately died at the age of two hours.

"Master's name is Gui Ming! He's here to settle the score!" Gui Ming stepped on the bench and slashed at the table.

"Ah, you shouldn't be looking for me, that...that scumbag is right, you should be looking for him."

"Master's name is Gui Ming! You're here to settle the score!!!"

Tang Ye's eyes immediately turned pity.

"Sick of the skull, hey."

"Master's name is Gui Ming! He's here to settle the score!!!!"

........................

There was an eerie silence.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Master's name is Gui Ming! He's here to settle the score!!!!"

A crisp "pop" echoed in the cabin.

"Sit down!" Tang Ye spoke with a Mandarin accent.

Gui Ming sat down on the ground, and it took him a long time to come back to it:

"Are you kidding me? Dare to slap me?"

"You don't understand Shu dialect...it's quite normal. I didn't trick you. Why are you here to settle? Who has a debt with you? Hurry up and hurry up!"

"You ignored me that day! How dare you laugh at me!"

"..." Tang Ye choked.

"You actually drove me away!" Gui Ming got up and chopped the door with a knife. The door cracked and shattered to the ground.

"Oh! Your door was smashed by me! I will repair the door for you, how can you drive me away this time!"

Tang Ye's eyes were looking at the eyes of an idiot - his martial arts are not low, and his head is one-sided.

A hand appeared out of thin air, grabbed Gui Ming by the collar and threw it into the Nether Abyss.

Pillow mess, appeared.

Tang Ye's eyes flickered and danced, and his eyelids began to twitch.

Gui Ming lay on the shore panting like an otter, obviously not used to water.

"Junior Brother, you still need to practice your anti-tracking technique. The rabbit meat is gone."

"...For nothing, I have plenty of ways to deal with him. Also? How did you know I bought rabbit meat?"

"...smell."

A slender figure landed beside Tang Ye like a bamboo leaf, and put his hands on his shoulders naturally, calmly.

Gui Ming's eyes lit up.

Pillow is standing there.

The senior brother next to him smiled at him.

Tang Ye wanted to stuff himself into the furnace...what the hell.

Tang Ye saw that Gui Ming was really uncomfortable, and reluctantly turned on the stove to dry his clothes.

When Gui Ming took off the remaining pair of pants, the senior brother went outside and bought a pair of pants for him to change into, and then repaired the door with his shirt off.

"Uh... do you still have something to do now?" Tang Ye kept aiming and aiming at Fen Sanshi, the senior brother propped his head on the table, his figure was elongated, and his posture was smooth and unrestrained.

"You teach me." Zhenluan lowered his eyes.

"Ah? Teach you?"

"...strike the iron."

"...why?"

"I want to learn."

"I want to learn too!" Gui Ming yelled, and then the door that was put together broke down again.

The senior brother raised his head and sat upright, turning around with a radiant smile.

"I teach you."

Gui Ming immediately turned his head to see if the clothes were dry.

"You teach me, Fen Sanshi will show you." Zhen Luan pushed the knife in front of Tang Ye.

Tang Ye's heart constricted for several rounds in an instant, but he still refused.He liked the knife more than the trouble.

Zhenran took out a piece of meteorite.

Tang Ye almost kicked the stool.

"Okay, okay, you go to the next door to build a house by yourself, you can come to study at any time, and write a note for you..." After saying that, Sa Yazi disappeared.

All of a sudden, there was only the "beep" sound of the fire in the room.

The senior brother got up and looked at the pillow carefully, and laughed twice.

Pillow Luan just stared at the table.

The senior brother took Gui Ming's clothes, half pulled and half kicked Gui Ming and left.

There was only one person left.

There was a warm stove next to him. He seemed to be dazed. He touched the fire with his fingers, and only withdrew his hand when there was smoke, and kept adding fire to the stove quietly.

Purple Bamboo Forest.

"You actually took my clothes! Give it back!"

"Don't disturb my junior brother, I will give it to you, otherwise I will be thrown into the crowd. If you do something, I will accompany you."

"Report your name! I still don't believe that I can't beat you!"

"Medical hall mirage."

"The flag of the bright sun returns to dusk!"

Gui Ming lifted the knife, his muscles were strong and tense, the moment he held the knife, his eyes became dark and deep, murderous, endless, sticking like quicksand.

Tang Mirage's chin dropped a little bit, and the edges and corners of her red phoenix eyes became sharper. Her right foot was backward and her left foot was forward.

Gui Ming moved first.

A chain was connected between the handles of the two knives, and they were thrown out first, and the two knives came out parallel and straight due to the chain, with great force.Guiming's magic light steps to keep up, and Tang Mirage's position is already a few broken shadows.

Gui Ming felt a chill on his back, and immediately dodged to the right, a cold arrow barely missed, Tang Mi fired five thunderbolts from his left hand, and the Kunpeng Iron Claw in his right hand had already bloomed silently under Gui Ming.

Gui Ming put the knife around the bamboo branch, not easily stepping on the hidden weapon, and quickly moved upwards.

"Crack".

Before Gui Ming could stand still, the bamboo branches under his feet had already disintegrated.

Gui Ming's pupils shrank—if the Lei Zhenzi was knocked out rashly, he might eat it, but if he avoided it, it would be like now.

Tang Mirage sideways raised his hand and sent another seven blood-melting darts, sealing off the possibility of Gui Ming's escape.

The brilliance flowed, and Gui Ming disappeared in place.

The dark blue shadows of the dense bamboo forest are layer upon layer, whirling endlessly.

With the sound of "Zheng", Gui Ming's knife came to Tang Mirage's back, biting the blood-melting dart with his teeth, but the knife knocked on Tang Mirage's thousands of receivers.

Tang Mirage's hind leg swept away suddenly, and was cut across by Gui Ming, neither of them moved their feet like a mountain. After a few back and forth, Tang Mirage turned back into the air with the force of the thousand receivers, and moved his right foot slightly. Gui Ming retreated a few more times with his right shoulder.

"It's kind of interesting." Tang Mirage was standing not far away, her whole face was slightly sinister, which added a lot of color to her eyebrows.

"You..." Gui Ming fell to the ground, Tang Mi retracted the shoe needles, walked over and patted his face.

"You lost, try the medicine for me tonight, don't worry, I won't die. I won't... run around." After saying that, he picked up Gui Ming and returned to his residence.

But after a few steps, he stopped.

Looking at his empty shoulder, Tang Mi wiped away the blood on his face with his thumb, licked it, then turned his head and said:

"It's very interesting, you wait. It won't be so easy to run next time."

☆, three

Count the jackdaws, and the night comes.

The floating catkins in the Nether Abyss moved obliquely, and the water in the abyss slowly pushed to the distance, and then swung back again.

A bean light, reflecting the sound of "jingling".

Pillow is trying to wrought iron.

Since his house hadn't been built yet, Tang Ye let him live in his house temporarily under the lure.

It's good to want to learn blacksmithing, and it's true to want to get close to this person.

In the middle of the night, Tang Ye had already put on his clothes and slept, with his pillows on the floor.

He turned over and stared at Tang Ye for a long time.

For the first time, he began to take a good look at the appearance of people lying in disorder.

His brows are quite clear and calm.His eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his eyes are like shining stars when he opens his eyes.The ordinary appearance carries an inexhaustible aura, and it must be more elegant under the bamboo forest.

Like a ray of breeze, swim between heaven and earth.

Zhenluan stretched out his hand, facing the person on the bunk, stretched out, clenched, stretched out, clenched tightly.

Pillow had a dream.

In the dream, the man wearing the black ice pendant was asking him for something.

——I gave everything I could, why should I die?

——You gave me everything except what I wanted, but what I wanted, you didn’t even give me half a penny.Obsession makes me have to die, you are very shrewd.

——Do you think that I approached you in order to sacrifice the knife?

--once.Later I learned that you have no heart, you kept the knife and lost your heart.

--I don't.

——You should think about it.

He opened his eyes and pulled the quilt.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the person on the bed, and quietly covered him with the quilt.

After some time, a small hut took shape.

Tang Ye gave pointers from time to time, and spent the rest of the time working silently by himself.

Tang Ye often said that he was like an iron mother, so stuffy and airtight, so stuffy and down-to-earth, he didn't even fart.

He just couldn't find anything to say, and he didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything at all.

Tang Mi laughed, originally you were the boring one, but I didn't expect that there would be someone who was more bored than you.

Tang Ye rolled his eyes.

Before returning home, he will always be full of ambitions and constantly challenge the pillow chaos.But since he provoked Tang Mirage, his face would turn green strangely from time to time.

"Damn, I've seen it, I've never seen such a stalker! Hold on to my master! Won't you look for someone else!"

Tang Ye kowtowed at the fried peanuts, thinking that it was you who stalked him.

"It's rare to see a drug test body that is alive and kicking. Especially after 42 trials, it is still so energetic." Tang Mirage's slender figure sat next to him, picked out the skinless peanuts and brought them into his mouth. is satisfied.

"Tang Mi, don't bully people too much!" Gui Ming slapped the table, causing a lot of peanuts to spill out.

Tang Mi turned to look at him, seeming to be resting up.

"Pillow chaos where are you!" Gui Ming shouted.

"Fried peanuts." Zhenluan put a plate on the table, turned around and left.

"Sit down and eat together." Tang Ye beckoned him to sit down, showing his love for a coolie.

Because of the mess, he recently had more time to study meteorites and assemble various mechanisms.

Pillow looked at Tang Ye, and sat down.

Tang Mi pulled Gui Ming again and went out to fight for [-] rounds.

Suddenly it fell silent.

Tang Ye was still cracking peanuts, then got up and went to the furnace to strike iron again.

It has to be said that Zhen Luan is quite talented in this area. With years of killing and hunting, he has also built a compact body. He is also from the Western Regions, tall but thin.

The regular sound of wrought iron echoed, and Tang Ye glanced at it casually, only to find that one of the pupils in the pillow was actually silver.

The dim light of the fire illuminated half of his body, and his concentration, which was different from ordinary people, leaked out, which was a bit mesmerizing.

Tang Ye could probably understand what Tang Mi said about him forging iron and researching institutions. It was probably the same when Tang Mi was testing medicine, but he hadn't seen it.

But it always feels like something is missing.

He glanced at the pillow again, and suddenly felt that he was silent and alone.Work hard, and there is no trouble recently.

Zhen Luan suddenly raised his head to look back at him, and Tang Ye quickly lowered his head to eat peanuts.

Mind a move.

"Are you drinking?"

Pillow nods.

Then Tang Ye called him to a tree behind the house, dug out two jars of wine, handed one of the jars to him, leaned under the tree and took a sip from the edge of the jar.

Sitting beside him, Zhen Luan thought carefully.

Youmingyuan is surrounded by mountains, the wind will be very slow, and unknown trees are falling all over the sky and flying catkins all the time.

I don't know if it's the breeze that is intoxicating, or whether it is drowned in the sound of the waves not far away.

Tang Ye was drunk, his pillow was messed up, and he was almost drunk.

Zhen Luan looked at the person next to him leaning against the tree trunk, half of the black hair with long ponytail stuck to his face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a fragrance of bamboo leaves.

He gently brushed Tang Ye's hair aside, was stunned for a moment, and immediately withdrew his hand.

After a while, something strange happened.

He looked at Tang Ye again, and before thinking about it, he moved a little closer to him, slowly narrowing the distance that was not so long.

Then he closed his eyes and hugged the wine jar.

The two leaned against each other and fell asleep.

Flying catkins fell all over his head, and there seemed to be wind chimes shaking in the wind.

Tang Mirage was sitting on a branch not far away, with his back against the trunk; Gui Ming was beside him knocking peanuts with a carefree expression.

"What are you staring at them for? You can drink as much as you want."

"No."

Tang Mirage fell down, leaving only a cyan streamer.

Gui Ming kowtowed the peanuts silently, then threw them away, and followed the figure.

Pillow chaos appeared in front of Tang Ye's bed.

Before he carried Tang Ye to the bed, he washed his face.

Fen Sanshi was about to slash with his sword, but a strong force stopped his movement, and he could no longer use half of his strength with his hands.

A gurgle of cold air suddenly came out of the left handle, and the man's sacrificial spirit fluttered slowly.

"Don't think about sacrificial knives, you should think about it."

Pillow chaos didn't seem to hear, and blood began to drip from both hands.

"...What the hell are you thinking?"

The bloody hands on the pillow messed up Jiling's appearance.

Fen Sanshi immediately lost his original aura, and the red light on his right handle lingered on.

A ray of light suddenly burst into my mind.

At that time, he was sitting behind him. He was good at riding horses and had a delicate fragrance on his body.

At that time, he was sitting across from him eating noodles, thinking that there was no spicy food, so he touched Fen Sanshi again and again, and touched again and again.

He was taking a bath at that time, he broke in, knew his name, and saw him floating away gently.

At that time, he invited him to drink, and he was so drunk that he was so defenseless that even he found it incredible.

The silky light was blurry and would disappear at any moment.

The pillow mess is a little scary.

I am afraid that the light will not disappear, and I am afraid that the light will appear.

Gui Ming has been listless for the past few days, and he doesn't look for pillows to challenge him anymore, he just became a wilted pickle.

Tang Ye laughed at him:

"Oh, senior brother is so out of his mind after going out on missions these days."

Gui Ming raised his lower eyelids to show his counterattack, then packed up and ran towards Tang Mirage's residence.

On the way, he thought about that day.

"Apart from looking at me when you are testing medicine, and when you are fighting, have you ever looked at me?" Gui Ming still couldn't hold back.

Tang Mi kicked him to the ground, then bent down to look at him.

"I'm very annoying now, get out."

Then he left without looking back.

Gui Ming lay on the ground and smiled softly.

Tang Mi held the wine glass and squinted at the reflective rim.

In the alley, the dog's bark echoed in a low voice.

Everything is very quiet, three black shadows are hidden behind the light, silent.

"What's the matter?"

A small bamboo tube was thrown from there, Tang Mirage grabbed it with open hands, and the black shadow completed the task before disappearing.

A small roll of paper leaked out, and spread out was a line of words:

The fifteenth day of next month is suitable for marriage.

The scroll was instantly soaked in poison and quickly dissolved.

"When the knife cuts off the water, the water will flow again...this wine...this love, when will it stop..."

Tang Mi buried her head in the crook of her arms, and the cup also rolled to the ground and shattered into pieces.

☆, four

Gui Ming saw the familiar door.

Tang Mirage built the house near Yinlu Gorge, it is said that there is a divine herb there, which is very beneficial for refining medicine and poison; and there are wild boars nearby, just to test the medicine, but there are not many left.

Gui Ming sat on the threshold, scratching the door frame with the knife in his hand.

From the black-blue sky, it began to rain, pattering.

"What are you doing here? Is it possible that you still like that bastard! Uh..."

He froze for a moment, then murmured:

"It really is.........."

Just as he was about to get up and leave, he sat down again.

"It's the threshold that stops me and doesn't let me go, so I don't want to stay here!"

………………

"Mom, when will the rain stop?"

"When will this bastard come back!"

"Don't you, do you like your junior brother...? Think you can't see it? Ah Choo!"

"Why are you so angry? If it wasn't for the fact that I was born with... Ah Choe! The supernatural power, the test drug has already died! Who likes their own face every day... Ah Choe! It's so green and scary!"

"I'm exhausted, let's go to bed first...Ah Choo! Just sleep..."

"Stupid, get up."

"...Who are you, presumptuous...you dare to smack Master's handsome face..."

"I am your Tang Mirage!"

Gui Ming stood up in a jerk, his eyes half-closed, it was already dark, and he was about to leave tremblingly, without even taking the knife away.

As I was walking, I "slapped" and fell to the ground, shook and got up again.

Tang Mirage pushed Guiming on the threshold, and kicked beside her.

"What's wrong with you getting caught in the rain here?"

Gui Ming immediately became angry when he heard this:

"Grandfather, are you willing to shower?"

"You won't come into the house?"

"Who knows what poison is in it?"

"...Hey, forget it, go into the house to change into dry clothes and drink a pot of hot wine."

"Did you say you're going in? I'm leaving...Ah Choo!"

Tang Mirage stared at him with folded arms, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

The back of Gui Ming's head felt cold when he watched him, and after taking off his clothes, he threw Tang Mirage's face:

"Hahahahaha master is going to destroy your house today!!!"

.....................

"You don't push your limits."

"You're right."

After changing into dry clothes, Gui Ming sat by the fire and drank heavily.

"My master said that your Zhuyeqing is still far behind, and I will bring you two altars from the desert later, I promise you!"

"Shut up, it's so noisy."

"Master, no! Is there any wine, that's all?"

Tang Mi looked at Gui Ming whose face was slightly red.

"Drink less."

"Tang Mi, you cheapskate!"

"It's not stingy, it's poor."

"Fish lip! I have money! If you don't have money, you can do a few votes, hiccup. Huh? Zhuyeqing has such stamina......?"

"I mixed in something else."

However, Gui Ming fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Oh, it's really a carefree one."

The firelight reflected Gui Ming's face, half of it was buried in the shadow, and half of it was covered by the light, making the face sharp like a knife with sharp edges and corners.

"Cut, a big man's eyelashes are so thick and long...it's troublesome."

Tang Mirage carried Gui Ming on the bed and covered him with a quilt, then sat on the edge of the bed and stared at one place with his hands on his head.

"How free you are..."

He looked down at his outstretched right hand.

After drinking that time, Tang Ye always felt that there seemed to be a faint connection between him and Zhen Lun.

Like a cat in a dustpan, if you stretch out your hand to scratch it, it will lick you; if you ignore it, it will curl up in it and take a nap, all is well.

Anyway... weird.

After Zhen Luan stayed here, Tang Ye didn't pay much attention to Fen Sanshi, and occasionally borrowed it to study the structure and passed away.

The days in recent days seem to be calm and uneventful, light as if there is no salt, and few as if there is no spicy.

Pillow chaos is to change the bathing once every three days to once a day, and use the cold water from the Nether Abyss, which is cold to the bone.

When taking a bath, Tang Ye's flushed face, slightly moist long hair, and well-proportioned figure filled his mind.

He knew that it was still not a good time to do it, but he became more and more impatient, anxious for that attachment and obsession.

To him, Tang Ye was like a gust of breeze, he could feel it, but he couldn't catch it or keep it.

He is gradually obsessed with this kind of inseparability, and wants to get closer a little bit.

But Fen Sanshi reminded him what to think and what to do all the time.

The original man...

"You should think about it."

What should I think? ——Kill Tang Ye and sacrifice the sword; give up the sacrifice and treat him sincerely.

No.

The caretaker has been inherited for many years, and the obsession has been born, so it is easier said than done.What's more, the sin debt of sacrificial knife is paid by him alone, and Mingzun will be more merciful to other guards in the future.

Returning to the dark—it all depends on good luck.

Moreover, you don't need a knife to kill, you taught me.

The sacrificial spirit on the left handle oozes faintly, laughing mockingly with a "chi".

How long has it been... The person who guards the sword forgets to protect himself, thinking that he has never forgotten, never crossed the thunder pool.

Gui Ming woke up, opened his eyes, and closed them again; opened them again, and closed them again.

"Tang Mirage, you uncle!!!!!!"

"Hmmmmm? What's the matter?" Tang Mi frowned, barely opened her eyes——

Hands on Gui Ming's chest, legs on Gui Ming's indescribable place.

"Fuck you!"

Gui Ming kicked Tang Mirage away, Tang Mirage muttered