no soul

The flow of people was like weaving, and the two of them could see each other.

At a glance, there are many shops, and Chen Chao's strange things are placed on the shelves. Lin Hong is very interested in seeing them.

"Look at this porcelain vase, the workmanship is too good."

"And this, this hairpin, is exquisite, my mother will definitely like it."

"Smell, this spice is very refreshing."

……

"This jade crown is gaudy."

"What kind of thing is this? How do you play it? It's really strange, just look at it."

……

"Wow, this mask is fierce." Lin Hong held a mask and looked at it.

Red face, glaring eyebrows, a mouth full of fangs.

Wan Guchuan looked at Lin Hong from behind.

The fluffy hair covered the ears, revealing a section of the back of the fair neck.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, trying to paste it with two fingers, but he stopped it suddenly...

Lin Hong turned around and looked at him, his eyes were clear and bright, as if all the street lights had fallen into them.

Lin Hong bared his canine teeth with a smirk, and put the mask on Wan Guchuan's face.

Wan Guchuan was dressed in black, with his hands still on the hilt behind his waist.

Lin Hong laughed at him, "Hey, you look like a fierce god now!"

Wan Guchuan looked at him through the small hole in the mask, seeing him smiling brightly, starlight in his eyes, and the moon in his arms.

Those clear and bright eyes were staring at him.

Wan Guchuan felt that all his mind was rippling inside.

What is involuntary, this is it.

What he yearns for, the chivalry and freedom he has been yearning for since he was a child...

But the general's iron armor bound him, and the safety of his family and country weighed heavily on his shoulders.

What a great career plan to have a million troops and gallop on the battlefield.

But no one ever asked him if he wanted to.

His father's gaze told him: You can only be willing.

But Lin Hong said he was unwilling.

I remember that when I was looking at the city wall, Lin Hong galloped away, and then reined in the horse and looked back in the distance, that body was wanton and chic...

In addition, he does not seek "good rewards", not for "mercy", but only for the kindness of "hello". He can't understand crime and injustice, and he looks like a hero.

Lin Hong is all his ideals.

His chivalry.

His freedom.

He does as he pleases.

He was in high spirits.

He was willing to sacrifice everything for it.

"Lin Hong." Even every time his name was called, the bottom of my heart softened into a mess.

What else is uncertain?Even if they are men...

"Huh?" The mask was covered, so Lin Hong couldn't see that those eyes reflected only him, full of tenderness.

Behind the mask, Wan Guchuan's lips curled up into a smile, and he couldn't help but posses himself, and kissed his forehead through the mask.

"Oh, what did you hit me for?" Lin Hong covered his forehead, looked up and found that it seemed to be... the position of Wan Guchuan's lips...

He was suddenly flustered, and his fingertips felt a little weak.

No...unintentional, right?

Why... why do you care so much...

Inexplicably, he remembered the way Wan Guchuan leaned over to bite half of the pastry in his hand...

Lin Hong scolded himself in his heart: You pervert.

line on deck.

The boss saw Lin Hong in brocade clothes, and greeted him warmly. He talked sweetly at first, and then tried his best to introduce the products to him. Lin Hong nodded and cooperated very much.

In the end, Lin Hong didn't buy it.

The boss is not happy.

"Old man, it's not that I don't want to buy it, I have no money." Lin Hong said.

"My lord, stop teasing me. How can someone who can afford this boat say he has no money?" said the boss.

Lin Hong smiled and said, "But my tickets are all free, and I don't have to sit if I don't want to."

The boss laughed, "It turns out that the young master was also rewarded by Concubine Yunting."

Lin Hong was taken aback, "What do you mean? Is Concubine Yunting sending you a boat ticket?"

"Don't you know??" The boss was surprised, "This matter has caused a lot of trouble. Concubine Yunting has put out a lot of tickets in the circle of nobles and invited them to take the boat together."

The boss pointed to the dense flow of people around, "Otherwise, do you really think that there are so many people who can afford to 'swallow waves' every time? Ouch, life is not easy!"

"Does this mean that this is the time when 'Tun Lang' has the most guests?" Lin Hong asked.

The boss nodded, "Yes."

Lin Hong and Wan Guchuan looked at each other.

"Oh, my lord, you see that I have said so much that it is hard work, so let's buy something for the face!" The boss persuaded, "My business is not enough for the boat ticket after paying taxes for 'Tun Lang', so I have to pay for it. "

Can't you, I lost my life...

"I really have no money." Lin Hong was helpless.

After all, the currencies of the Dazheng Dynasty and the Dachen Dynasty are not the same.

Boss: "..." Frustrated.

"Why did Yunting invite those people to board the boat?" Lin Hong asked, "Is it to celebrate the Autumn Dew Festival on the boat?"

"This may be the reason she gave." Wan Guchuan remembered the person who carried the sedan chair for Yunting, "But I don't think it's that simple."

"The person closest to the window at the scene of the murder was carrying the sedan chair for Yunting," Wan Guchuan said.

"Do you suspect that that person is the murderer who stayed behind to lock the windows?" Lin Hong asked.

"Very suspicious." Wan Guchuan said, "Do you still remember that waist card? I have been observing recently, but I haven't seen anyone wearing it. It should be that the murderer found out that he lost his waist card, and the other subordinates put it away for fear of being exposed. "

Lin Hong said, "Very likely, they are not fools after all."

Lin Hong continued: "If you suspect that it was done by Concubine Yunting's subordinates, we will find out as soon as we hold the badge."

Wan Guchuan looked at an armed soldier passing by, and motioned to Lin Hong, "He must know."

Lin Hong said: "But do you think he is helping Concubine Yunting or the whore of Hualou?"

Lin Hong said again: "Both the boatmen and soldiers belong to the emperor, and Concubine Yunting is his favorite concubine, so they must have been working together. If you ask 'is this under Concubine Yunting' with a waist card, it is in We were the ones who told him he picked up the badge, and we were the ones investigating it—not only would he not say it, we were exposed.”

Wan Guchuan said: "Then what do you want to ask?"

"Go to the casino." Lin Hong looked at him.

"Come, come, let's do another game!"

"big big big!"

"Little! Hahahaha!"

As soon as he entered the casino, the choking smell of alcohol rushed into his nostrils, and the sound of rolling dice kept coming and going.

Coins hit wooden table.

People were coming and going, and shouts were endless.

Lin Hong said: "I'm afraid this is the most dangerous place on this boat."

"No, no! I can still bet, let's play another game!"

A man with blood on his hands was supported by two boatmen and thrown out.

Lin Hong's face was not very good.

Wan Guchuan glanced at the crowd, sizing them up one by one, many knife-like gazes met him vaguely, and the dark tide surged—a lot of people with high martial arts skills were hidden.

The nobles who don't know why are still betting selflessly, hoping to make a fortune, but the money in their pockets can only be withdrawn.

The casino has two floors. The lobby on the first floor is where the guests gather.

There are also boatmen patrolling downstairs.

Casinos go to great lengths to prevent cheating. In fact, the most capable of cheating is the casino itself.

Lin Hong dared to say that besides the boat ticket, the casino will bring the highest profit to this 'Tuning the Waves'.

"Are you sure?" Lin Hong asked Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan rested his hand on the hilt of his sword and glanced at him, "Go ahead and do it."

The further inward the table of the casino is, the higher the money bet in a single game, and the fewer people are the further inward.

Lin Hong walked to the innermost table, supported the table with one hand, and sat up.A bag of money was thrown on the table, and the table shook.

Wan Guchuan glanced at the purse, and thought that it would really deceive people.

The Dachen Dynasty used copper shells and coins as metal currency, and the Dazheng Dynasty used copper coins, gold and silver.

The currency doesn't work at all.

But... the voice is a bit wrong...

The boatman who was rolling the dice behind the table was tall and tall, with a scar on his eye, his eyelids were closed and sunken, apparently without eyeballs, and a large scar was burned on the corner of his lip, which was open downward, extremely fierce.

He looked at Lin Hong with his only remaining eye.

Lin Hong sat on the gaming table, looked at him and smiled and said, "No betting, the money will be given to the casino, and I will listen to the sound of the dice."

"I'm a swordsman, do you think I'm a whore playing the piano? Bet if you want to bet, and get out if you don't bet." A hoarse and forceful voice warned him.

Lin Hong tilted his head, "Is this how you treat distinguished guests?"

"There are no VIPs in the casino."

"Hey, don't draw your sword," Lin Hong pressed his hand on the back of Wan Guchuan's, "We're chatting."

Wan Guchuan's hand was only on the hilt of the sword, but he didn't draw it.

But because of this sentence, the scarred man's eyes changed, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became serious.

"I'm an ignorant guard," Lin Hong said with a smile, "Quickly continue rolling the dice for me."

The man with the scar looked gloomy, "The emperor's swordsman, killing you is not against the law."

"Coincidentally, it's not illegal for a citizen of the Son of Heaven to kill you." Lin Hong continued to smile.

Wan Guchuan held Lin Hong's hand with his backhand and pulled it hard.

Lin Hong bumped into his arms.

At the same time, with a cold light, a steel knife neatly cut off a corner of the table - exactly where Lin Hong was sitting just now.

There was a sound of drawing swords all around.

The guests of the casino were guarded by warriors, and some people had already fled through the door.

The swordsmen surrounded them tightly.

"You are a citizen of Dazheng Chaotian." Wan Guchuan wrapped his left hand around his waist, and the sword in his right hand was out of its sheath, with a cold light.

"Spoof him." Lin Hong looked over his shoulder and looked around.

The boatman slowly approached them with a long sword in his hand, and the people on the second floor turned their long pistols and pointed their sharp arrows at them.

Wan Guchuan's chest was firm and warm.

Lin Hong buried the lower half of his face on his shoulder, and couldn't help sniffing.

It smells very good, like the wind blowing the mountains and forests, and the sun shining on the spring.

Thousands of arrows fired.

Wan Guchuan took Lin Hong in his arms and took a staggered step, flung the long sword in his hand away, the cold light roared, the arrow hit the edge of the sword, and flew away in all directions!

The crowd charged up with their knives!

Wan Guchuan raised his foot and kicked the gambling table over, there was a loud bang and screamed a few times, knocking down a row of people.

The "Dangdang" collision of swords and swords rang behind Lin Hong.

"Sit here." Wan Guchuan took his arm and let him sit on the high platform behind him.

"Be careful." Lin Hong told him.

The sword in hand was even more cold.

Wan Guchuan seemed to be playing. The sword wounds on the boatman were not fatal, but they were enough. Many were overturned and fell on the table. There was a loud "click", and the wooden table was torn apart.

The casino is in chaos.

Lin Hong looked to the second floor, and the boatman had already installed the crossbow again.

almost.

He took out the black waist card and said in a loud voice: "The concubine's iron order is here! Who dares to move!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue stopped and looked at the black waist card in his hand.

The surroundings are quiet and the atmosphere is dignified.

The boatman slowly put away his sword and retreated to the sides, giving them a way to the door.

Lin Hong stood up, hooked the waist card in his hand, and walked over to pull Wan Guchuan.

The people on both sides were like two high walls, looking at them fiercely, and the air seemed to freeze.

It wasn't until they stepped out the door that the tense atmosphere disappeared.

Lin Hong smiled and said, "Sure enough, it belongs to Yunting's subordinates."

"Your method is too risky, what if it's not?" Wan Guchuan put the sword back into the scabbard behind his waist.

"Then I'll be ashamed..." Holding up the sign, no one paid attention to him...

"It might be fatal."

Lin Hong looked at him and said in his heart: I can't lose it.

"Don't you want the money?" Wan Guchuan looked at the closed casino at the back.

Lin Hong smiled, "What money? Am I that stupid? It's just a bag of broken iron pieces. It's interesting enough for him to roll the dice."

No wonder the sound was wrong, it didn't sound like broken silver, it sounded like a coin.

Wan Guchuan looked down at him, and stretched out his right hand to catch his left hand hanging by his side on the palm of his hand.

His fiery palm was pressed against the back of Lin Hong's hand, and his thumb lightly brushed against his palm.

On the palm of his hand was the scar from the last time he helped him hold Jiang Xier's knife.

Wan Guchuan's heart skipped a beat.

Not enough.

"What?" Lin Hong felt a numbness in his hands, and panicked for no reason.

"See if it hurts just now."

"Do you think I'm a delicate flower that will break if I pull it?"

Lin Hong wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wan Guchuan grasped it tightly.

When Lin Hong looked at him, he let go of his hand again.

Wan Guchuan said: "Let's go back, probably Yunting will invite us to go there tomorrow."

The autumn dew celebration on the deck has faded, the cups and dishes are messed up, and the crowd is gradually thinning out.

The two went back to the room.

Inexplicably, Lin Hong stood on the deck of the Autumn Dew Festival again.

The flow of people is like weaving.

So luxurious.

Aunt Lan and Uncle Jin hugged the newborn child and greeted him.

Tang Heng wanted to paint him again.

Kong Lingxuan gave him a gentle smile, "I'm sorry Brother Lin, I'm a little seasick again."

Concubine Yunting's gorgeous sedan chair floated past in front of her again.

The nobles exchanged toasts and talked and laughed happily.

The sound of silk and bamboo music is endless.

……

In just an instant, all the scenes disappeared, and Lin Hong's eyes fell into darkness and silence.

Looking around, there was no light at all. He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and his ears were terribly quiet. He suspected that he had suddenly become blind or deaf.

Wan Guchuan?He opened his mouth and couldn't make any sound.

He felt like he was locked in a box, cut off from all contact with the outside world.

Feeling helpless in my heart.

Stretching out his hand to grope ahead, he moved forward carefully.

Nothing was touched, nothing was bumped, and nothing was heard.

Lin Hong's breathing became short of breath.

Suddenly, the ground under his feet shook violently! ! !

He swayed here and there with the ground, unable to stand at all, trying to hold on to something, but there was nothing around him.

During the violent bumps, something hit him hard!

It was so powerful that it hurt him and made him numb.

Cold with a salty smell.

It's the waves.

Lin Hong heard the roar of the turbulent waves losing their minds, and the painful wail of hitting the giant.

In the giant claws stretched out by the waves, Lin Hong was like a puppet, unable to control himself, and was dragged into the sea.

The cold sea water wrapped him tightly, and he couldn't open his eyes in the water. The waves pulled him upside down and rolled around vigorously.

He was dizzy, the pressure of the water made his chest ache, he couldn't hold his breath at all, the water choked into his nasal cavity, his eyes swelled, his head was numb, his ears were tingling, his mouth was filled with a bitter salty taste, Tongue is numb.

In all the chaos, his back hit something hard in the waves!It hit his throat with a fishy sweetness.The ribs should be broken.

He was still bumping into things, his head was bleeding and his body was bruised.

it hurts...

So sad……

In the irresistible force, he is as small as a blade of grass.

Torn to pieces by the raging sea waves.

Still tumbling and sinking, there was darkness in front of his eyes, a heavy air wave hit him fiercely, pressure from all directions pressed on his chest and head, his whole body was about to explode.

There was darkness in front of him, he couldn't make a sound, his ears were ringing.

He couldn't breathe, his lungs seemed to be tightly grabbed by a giant hand, trying to squeeze out all the air in it, trying to crush it.

asphyxia……

depress...

icy...

dizziness……

pain……

fear……

helpless……

In the tornado, Lin Hong felt that someone grabbed his arm three inches below the shoulder, avoided the turbulence, and pulled him up.

"Lin Hong!"

"Lin Hong! Wake up!"

Lin Hong suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, sweating profusely.

The surroundings returned to silence, no longer churning, but the feeling in the dream was still there.

Wan Guchuan sat on the edge of his bed, passed around him with one hand and propped it on the side of his head, pressing down on the few strands of his hair scattered on the pillow.

Lin Hong hadn't recovered yet, still panting.

A handsome face was just above him.

The flickering candlelight meets the darkness, making all the edges and corners of this handsome face soft.

His eyes were heavy, reflecting himself.

Lin Hong saw the urgency and worry that was about to overflow, and Wan Guchuan's black hair that hung down like silk swept over his neck, a little itchy.

And his hands were tightly clutching his chest.

"Are you okay?" Wan Guchuan looked down at him, raised his other hand, curled his knuckles and gently brushed the wet hair on his forehead.

"I...I dreamed that I was going to be drowned." Lin Hong let go of Wan Guchuan's chest and rubbed his eyes, "It's so real..."

Wan Guchuan was silent for a while, "It should be how they felt when they were drowned."

Lin Hong was stunned for a moment. He thought of Kong Lingxuan, Tang Heng, Aunt Lan and Uncle Jin...and their newborn child...

A boat full of smiling people...

I went through such pain before I died, ruined all my thoughts and love, and took my fanatical ideals... The body is buried in the bottom of the sea forever, covered with seaweed, eaten by vicious fish, full of corals, and parasitic shrimps...

Decay with the wreck, never see the light of day...

Lin Hong was speechless.

In this phantom of the afterlife, they cannot be saved, changed, and powerless.

"Don't be sad." Wan Guchuan said.

"Hmm..." Lin Hong looked up and saw the crumpled clothes on Wan Guchuan's chest, "Ah! I'm sorry..."

He frantically stretched out his hand to caress Wan Guchuan's chest, trying to smooth his clothes.

Touching my warm chest...

Wan Guchuan grabbed his hand and leaned down.

Suddenly they got very close, and barely stopped again.

"...?" Lin Hong looked up at him.

The light of the candle flickered gently, and the sound of the waves outside the window rang softly in the silent night...

Wan Guchuan looked at him for a while, "It's okay, how can you calm down like this." He stepped back and stood up.

As soon as he left, Lin Hong felt that the candlelight in front of him was much brighter and more empty.

"Have a good rest." Wan Guchuan returned to Feng's bed.

He raised his hand to extinguish the candle.

Heart beat like a drum.

Wan Guchuan closed his eyes.

almost kissed him...

The author has something to say:

Gu Yunshu: I haven't been able to break him for more than ten years, let's see how capable you are!

Wan Guchuan: Oh?