red and white

"Although there are thousands of miles in my eyes, and I used up a glass of wine before my death. I was drunk before drinking, my eyes were bleeding, and my heart was ashes..."

With a melodious singing voice, Wu Zixu was sitting on the porch, holding a plain white paper fan in his hand, closing his eyes and recuperating.

After a verse was finished, he raised his fan, "One of the words is wrong, repeat Yingying's sentence."

The courtyard is full of Suzaku flowers, the flower branches hang in clusters, and the leaves are thick and shaded.Standing under the tree, Zhu Yinxiao raised his hand and raised his hand, there was already a bit of the charm of Wu Zixu singing and reciting in his eyes.

As soon as the young man picked up the tune, he was interrupted by a voice, "I said you two are chatting here all day long, and you don't get tired of it?" Song Wentong walked into the yard with a hoe on his shoulders, shirtless and with hair on his back. Beads of sweat are dripping on it.

"Enjoy it." Wu Zixu waved his fan, "You two, you cleaned up the ginkgo trees when you were in the study, and the red bird trees when you arrived in Kunlun. I think you have almost dug up the soil on half of the mountain. are you tired?"

They had been in Kunlun for more than a month, during which time Wu Zixu had nothing to do, so he taught Zhu Yinxiao to sing a few ditties.The young man learned very quickly, and after a while, he became very charming.

"Idle is idle." Song Wentong threw the hoe, picked up the teapot on the table and poured it vigorously, "It's not good for you to teach something, you have to fucking teach this."

"What's wrong with the West Wing?" Wu Zixu smiled and said, "The fifth child is already at this age. You were as old as him back then, so you spent every day in Guan Shanyue, and listened to Kunqu opera again and again."

"I'm fucking going home to visit relatives." Song Wentong kicked him, poured the rest of the tea on his face, shook his head, and then looked at Zhu Yinxiao, "What did you learn? ?”

Zhu Yinxiao replied: "Farewell at the Changting Pavilion."

"Farewell?" Song Wentong frowned, "Why don't you sing Jingyan?"

"Because this is more suitable for the occasion." Wu Zixu said: "And Jingyan sang it before."

Song Wentong stopped talking, he sat down, and raised his chin towards Zhu Yinxiao.

The boy cleared his throat, and the leisurely singing echoed in the courtyard.

The sky is blue, the land is yellow, and the westerly wind is tight.Wild geese fly south.

Xiaolai, who was infected with Shuanglinlindui?Always leave people in tears.

Song Wentong and Wu Zixu were silent one after another. They both knew that it was No. 40 for nine days.

However, no one visited Kunlun.

As dusk approached and the sun was setting to the west, Wu Zixu finally said, "If he doesn't come, what are you going to do?"

"Nothing to do." Song Wentong said: "Avenge those who have vengeance, and those who have wronged, clean up the mess, and finally dig a few holes in Baishui Temple to bury the brothers."

"It's okay, we can still be companions if we build another thatched hut next to it." Wu Zixu nodded, "But if you bury the fourth child and Lingshuzi together, these two enemies may not live in peace even if they die. "

Song Wentong snorted: "I don't think so."

"Wait until tomorrow at the latest. If there is no news of Lingshuzi, I will return to Fengdu." Wu Zixu said: "Everything that should be prepared for these days has been prepared, and it is time to settle the accounts."

As he spoke, he looked at Song and asked Tong, "Do you want to go to Naihe Bridge? If the person hasn't left yet, maybe we can say goodbye."

"Wait a little longer." Song asked Tong, "I don't think Chai is so easy to die."

After nightfall, a boy in Zhu Yi entered the courtyard. Please ask Song Wentong and Wu Zixu to enter the Guanxing Pavilion.

Guanxing Pavilion is the residence of Zhu Baizhi, the elder of Zhu's family. Song Wentong and Wu Zixu visited Chengque Terrace that day, and they were the people Zhu Baizhi asked Zhu Yinxiao to come down the mountain to pick him up.

Suzaku is a star god, and the Zhu family is proficient in stargazing. Although it is not as good as Tiansuan's line of calculations, it is far-reaching. After all, Suzaku's lifespan is recorded in thousands of years, and it can even predict an extremely long future.

After going up the mountain that day, the first thing Wu Zixu did was to visit Zhu Baizhi and gave him something.

It is Wu Nian's blood droplet.

Zhu Baizhi didn't accept it at first, because Tai Sui's bones are extremely precious, and they can even scare Fengdu.And given Wu Zixu's current situation, he undoubtedly needs this thing even more.

"You and uncle have known each other for thousands of years, and you understand her temperament better than the younger generation." Wu Zixu bowed deeply, "Feng is not her home."

The old man in white turned his back to him, with a vast galaxy above his head.

Song Wentong and Wu Zixu climbed up to the Guanxing Pavilion. There was a huge armillary sphere on the top of the pavilion. Water droplets fell into the clepsydra, pushing the wheel|disk, and slowly opened and closed.

Zhu Baizhi was holding counting chips in his hands, and they had already been densely arranged on the ground.

Wu Zixu's eyelids twitched, something serious must have happened to make Zhu Baizhi's calculations so exhausting.

When Zhu Baizhi heard they were coming, he didn't raise his head, and said straight to the point: "In the northwest of Tianyu, the Killing Star is here."

Song Wentong and Wu Zixu were both taken aback.

In the years of war, it is not surprising that Sha Xing appeared in the world, but Zhu Baizhi looked dignified.

Wuxing is also taught by the Yinyang family, but the Yinyang family has lived in Fengdu for a long time and has not seen the sun. Wu Zixu's attainments in astronomical phenomena are not deep. He observed the movement of the copper instrument and looked up at the night sky, and suddenly found a star. Cyan star.

He immediately understood the meaning of Zhu Bai's words, in the northwest of Tianyu, the killing star appeared in the world - it was an extremely rare killing star, but any ancient book on astrology from the seven schools of thought would record it in lengthy lengths.

Song asked Tong completely puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Wu Zixu calmed down, and said: "Emperor Zhang Siwei, transported it to a fight, moved to the moon, and then returned to its place, but there is a killing star in the northwest of Tianyu, and it does not move for four o'clock."

Knowing that Song Wentong couldn't understand, he translated the words, "The entire star field has its own laws of operation. Even the life stars of the philosophers also rise at night and set at sunset, but there is a killing star that is different. Look, it doesn't move at all."

"This is a dead star, because the killing spirit is too heavy, no matter how the time changes, it will stay in the same place until the star crashes."

"So?" Song Wentong had only a half-knowledge, "Whose destiny is this?"

Wu Zixu's Adam's apple twitched, and after a while he said, "It's Rakshazi."

The red knife fell to the ground with a snap.

"The year of the catastrophe." Zhu Baizhi sighed, "The seventh son is still alive."

"Impermanence." He put down his calculations and said, "Today I invited you and Mozi here not only because Rakshazi is here - look at the fate of all masters, can you find anything strange?"

"...The Rakshazi is present, and the astrology is chaotic." Wu Zixu thought for a moment, then shook his head, "The younger generation is ignorant, so I dare not make a statement."

"Then you can see it." Zhu Baizhi said: "Today's fate is really unimaginable, but this is the truth."

Wu Zixu gasped suddenly.

Song asked Tong with anxiety, "What the hell are you playing riddles?"

Wu Zixu looked up at the night sky again, and the conclusion he came to almost made him unsteady. It took him a long time before he said, "The Lingshu has fallen, which means that Chai Shuxin is dead."

"But that's not even the most bizarre."

"The stars that almost fell, and the immortality."

"Changsheng?" Song Wentong repeated, "Changshengzi?"

"Yes." Wu Zixu nodded in disbelief, "Master Penglai, the longevity can't be painted, and his lifespan is nearing the end of his life."

The reason why the Changshengzi is called the Changshengzi is largely because the monks have a long life span and are almost immortal.

And if he can't succeed in painting, he has been the head of Penglai for less than a hundred years, and he is actually about to die?

Tit for Tat.This was Song Wentong's first reaction, maybe Mu Gesheng's resentful soul went to him to claim his life.

Changshengzi's strength is unfathomable, even Song Wentong has little chance of winning against him, it is hard to imagine who else took his life.

wait.Song asked Tong what he suddenly realized.

He and Wu Zixu looked at each other, obviously they thought of the same possibility.

Before the two of them could speak, Zhu Baizhi said, "In the evening, I received a letter from Baihe from Penglai."

"Luo Chazi broke through the mountain gate, Penglai disciples suffered heavy injuries, set fire to the mountain, and blood flowed like a river."

"The Changshengzi fought with his sword. The two have been fighting for a day and a night. Now Penglai is in a hurry and sent a letter for help."

Zhu Baizhi looked at the two of them, "Whether to save or not, you two decide for yourself."

Song Wentong immediately said: "Help."

"You want to save?" Wu Zixu looked at him, "That's Rakshazi!"

"Who cares if the painting can't be dead or alive." Song Wentong rolled his eyes, "But the body of the fourth child is still on the Temple of Heaven. Tian Suanzi can only be cremated 49 days after his death. We have to leave quickly."

"That's true." Wu Zixu understood, "Then let's go."

Zhu Baizhi stood in front of the two of them, "Wait a minute, you two, the old man hasn't finished talking yet."

"Is it over?" Song Wentong was impatient, and he rushed to grab the corpse, "What else do you want to say?"

"Mozi, please be safe." Zhu Baizhi said: "This is a big matter, I really don't know where to start, and it's too unbelievable."

"The message from Baihe clearly stated the identity of this Rakshazi."

Song asked Tong: "Who?"

Zhu Baizhi was silent for a moment, and said, "The Lingshu son who just passed away, Chai Shuxin."

I don't know how much time passed, the night was dark, Zhu Baizhi left the pavilion, only Wu Zixu and Song Wentong were left.

After Wu Zixu smoked a cigarette, he still felt disillusioned like in a dream, "...I really didn't expect it."

"I know Chai won't die." Song Wentong scratched his head angrily, "But I didn't expect him to become a Rakshazi. What did he do?"

"It's hard to say." Wu Zixu shook his head, "Are you still going to Penglai?"

"No." Song Wentong threw the red knife aside, "with him here, the fourth child will be safe."

"I knew it." Wu Zixu sighed, "But this matter will not be good, you have to think about what to do in the future."

"Don't do it." Song Wentong snorted, "I'll just stay in Kunlun, if someone wants to ask Chai Shuxin about his crimes, let him go, don't come to me."

Song Wentong has always had a clear distinction between love and hate, and is blatantly selfish. He clearly wants to protect Chai Shuxin.

Even though Luo Shazi has always been feared by the seven schools of thought, Wu Zixu understands that Song Wentong has always regarded Chai Shuxin as a brother.

...and he probably guessed the reason why Chai Shuxin couldn't kill Huahua.

If you can't even paint, you are not the opponent of Rakshazi, then looking at the seven schools of thought, the only one who can compete with him is Mozi.

However, Song Wentong directly acted like a tortoise, there were restrictions on Chengque Terrace, as long as he did not leave Kunlun, no one could force him to do anything.

But in any case, this matter must be explained to the seven schools of thought.Thinking of this, Wu Zixu couldn't help but feel a headache.

It was as if he had returned to the Ginkgo Study, when some people made troubles and some left them alone, so all the troubles fell on him.

...It's just that the troublemaker has switched targets.

The first time Wu Zixu had a deep impression of Chai Shuxin was after the riots in Fengdu.

At that time Song Wentong and Mu Gesheng, in order to help him, set up a gambling game in the ghost market and made a big fuss in Fengdu, and were punished by the husband to be sent to the Department of Yin Law to undergo the folding stick method.

The staff-folding method is a severe punishment, although it has been dealt with in advance, but the two of them finally went in vertically and came out horizontally, blood dripping was horrible.He knew it was going to be bad when he saw it, so he settled the person down and hurried to call for a doctor.

Everyone knows that the best doctors in the city are in Chai's house, but that day Chai Shuxin was not there, and the two of them were seriously injured.The punishments imposed by the Department of Yin Law are not trivial. At the beginning, the doctor only treated ordinary criminal injuries, but after repeated visits, the injuries worsened, and finally even threatened his life.

In the end, it was Wu Zixu who lit a cigarette to summon the ghost messenger, and brought Chai Shuxin from another place overnight.

They were not familiar with each other at that time, and only occasionally had a few encounters in the study. Both of them were sons who succeeded to the throne at a young age, but unlike Wu Zixu's long-standing experience in the world, although he was young and dignified, he seemed to carry The arrogance and arrogance of some doctors is a bit too rigid.

Until that night when Chai Shuxin came from other places, he felt the pulse of the two of them, and then walked out without saying a word, carrying the shovel on his shoulders.

Wu Zixu chased after him and asked him what he was going to do, but the other party didn't answer, and went straight to the outskirts of the city.

There was a cemetery on the outskirts of the city. The other party looked at the tombstone, rolled up his sleeves, and began digging the grave.

Wu Zixu was stunned. He watched Chai Shuxin dig up a corpse, then cut open the lower limbs, took out a leg bone, then dug up the second corpse, and did exactly the same thing, then the third, and the third four.

According to mortal customs, digging graves is disrespectful.Although the Yin Yang family does not taboo against this, Chai Shuxin has always been respectful and courteous, and it is hard to imagine that the other party would do such a thing.

Still so familiar with the road.

Chai Shuxin was already covered in dirt after peeling the skin. The other party shook his hand, and he didn't seem to have any scruples. He said calmly, "I'm in a hurry. You are responsible for burying the body."

It took Wu Zixu a long time to say: "Can you tell me what this is?"

"They are seriously injured and need to be re-bonded. There is no bone that matches them in the medicine storehouse, so we can only make it now." Chai Shuxin picked up a few leg bones and wiped his face with his sleeve. , their injuries cannot be delayed any longer."

It was only then that Wu Zixu discovered that the other party had looked at the tombstones before making the move, and the ones they chose were all youngsters of similar age.

However, it wasn't until several days later that Wu Zixu knew what Chai Shuxin's so-called "following power with urgency" really meant.

At that time, Song Wentong's bone had been replaced, and his injuries had eased, and he was recuperating in the other courtyard of Chaifu.When he went to visit, he found that the doctor treating Mu Gesheng had become Chai Lonicera.

"The bones that Shu Xin found didn't match Mr. Mu, so we had to think of other ways." Chai Liandong was boiling medicine at that time, and sighed: "He has such a temper, there is no way."

Chai Rendong told Wu Zixu that Chai Shuxin had exchanged his leg bones for Mu Gesheng, and he is now recuperating.

Wu Zixu was taken aback, and ran to look at Chai Shuxin. The other party was sitting in a wheelchair and cutting bones, and said calmly: "My injury is not serious, and the bones can wait slowly, but if he doesn't change the bones, he will die." gone."

Wu Zi humbly said, then you don't have to be so cruel.

"Since I admitted him for treatment, he will definitely recover." There was no doubt in his words, "There is no incurable disease in Yaojia, this is the bottom line."

At that time, Wu Zixu changed his view of the young man in front of him. There was an indescribable thing in the other party's bones. It was not a simple breeze, but a deeper existence. In order to achieve one thing without bloodshed, it could even be called terror .

Song Wentong seems to have figured out this fact earlier than him. The other party's intuition is very sensitive, and he can often grasp the essence under the skin at a glance, "Don't provoke Chai Shuxin."

A gentleman on the surface, but a lunatic on the inside.

Wu Zixu recovered from the past and heaved a long sigh.

In the distance, the sky is dark, and stars are falling from the night sky.

The eldest son died.