[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

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"Baili Shaoxia, since you're here, why don't you sit down for a while."

Ouyang Shaogong half turned around to look at him, but didn't get up. Baili Tusu also relaxed a little, walked up to him and sat down, saying: "...Mr. really knows this song too."

"Oh?" Ouyang Shaogong raised his eyebrows, but he didn't look surprised, "I heard what the young hero said, have you heard it elsewhere?"

Baili Tusu lowered his eyes: "I'm afraid you won't believe me, but the first time I heard this song, I was in a dream."

"There are no wonders in the world. Dreams come from the heart, and dreams return to the past. Why don't you believe it?"

Ouyang Shaogong's tone was calm, as if he was describing something very ordinary. Baili Tusu felt relieved: "Mr. has a wide vision, and I guessed it just now, but I am the best. It's just that this song is elegant and calm in the dream. Leisurely and indifferent, as a gentleman, there is a little bit of a combination of strength and softness."

"It's rare, it's really rare..." Ouyang Shaogong seemed to be taken aback, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then sighed with a smile, "Although the young hero can't understand the rhythm of his own words, he can always understand the deep meaning in the next song. The friendship between gentlemen is ordinary." Like water, it is not ostentatious, and if one listens to it, it will be regarded as a bosom friend for a lifetime."

He stretched the sleeves of his robe, and made a clattering tremolo on the lyre: "Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't play a song together and express your feelings when you meet a bosom friend?"

As the starlight swayed and the moonlight shone brightly, the young man in black blew on a leaf. It was obviously an insignificant sound of mountains and fields, but it matched perfectly with the sound of Ouyang Shaogong's piano.

The big sound is rare, the elephant is invisible, and the human nature is the sound of the sky, and the two senses are sent together.

The way of rhythm is originally invisible, and it is inferior to attaching musical instruments.There is no rigidity or vassalage in all things, only the sound of the piano is heard, mixed with the slightly sharp tune of the leaves, and the rhyme is passionate.

The sound of vegetation and insects came from afar, and the music suddenly picked up a high pitch, passing through the sky and clouds, the frosty wind and leaves rustled.Then, the wind of the song sank slightly, Ouyang Shaogong pressed the strings with his fingers, and plucked a few hoarse ending notes, Ye Sheng also dropped down, like the first snow in the plum garden, the slanting light of dawn makeup, which obviously almost disappeared without a trace, but turned a hundred times Thousand times.

The song is over.

The majestic long wind passed by, and the sound of Lingling qin in my ears seemed to have not dissipated, hovering over the qin platform.Under the bright moon, the man in apricot-yellow clothes stood up from the piano, raised his sleeves and bowed his head: "Today, I am really relaxed and happy, and the mountains and rivers are nothing like this. The two of us can compare with that Ziqi Boya--it is really worthwhile to meet a young hero for the first time." , there is a sense of mutual acquaintance."

His usually gentle and peaceful face was tinged with real joy, and Baili Tusu quickly replied: "Mr. has also helped me a lot, and it is Baili Tusu's lifelong fortune to be able to form this friendship."

"I'm very happy," Ouyang Shaogong replied with a smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I just saw that the young man's brows are quite gloomy, but you are still bothered by Mr. Feng's matter?"

"Sir, I understand," Baili Tusu hesitated for a moment, "Master Wu Xian is the emissary of Youdu, who has gone through ups and downs, and is the elder brother Qingxue has been looking for for a long time. I shouldn't have any grievances, but..."

However, doubts followed like a shadow, blood dripping across eight years, clearly the truth was close in front of her eyes, but she was so powerless that she couldn't touch it no matter what.

"This is a young hero's matter, so I shouldn't be the one to talk about it, but... you and I have just confided in each other, and there are some suspicious words, although it is difficult to say, but I still want to say it to the young hero."

"Sir, please speak."

"During the battle of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, after Lei Yan and his disciples took the marrow-washing pill and half-transformed demons, Fang narrowly beat the young hero; but he didn't know that eight years ago, with only his physical strength, how could he compete with Ling Tang?" , Young Master Feng confront each other, and have the strength to form a bloody formation?"

After some words, every word was startling, Baili Tusu almost raised his head in horror.The doubts in my heart that were flickering and flickering suddenly ignited, like a pine light, connecting all the past.

His eyes were burning, and he paused every word: "Sir, if you have other things to tell, don't worry about it, please speak up."

"Yesterday, Qingxue was by my side, so it's inconvenient to say it clearly. Now that the young man trusts me, I should know that I have nothing to say and nothing to say." Ouyang Shaogong's tone was solemn, and he replied solemnly, "After a thorough investigation in the past few days, the matter of Mr. Feng , far from being as simple as it seems on the surface——

"Eight years ago, Mr. Feng traveled to Hengshan alone, passed the Huixian Bridge with a secret method, sneaked into the alchemy room, and tried to steal Yuheng, but was held by his disciples. I also have a little impression of this matter, because he When the new year is approaching, I sent many disciples from the outer room to go home on leave, and the number of people in the sect was scarce, so I risked letting him go.

"After that, Lei Yan suddenly flourished and cultivated a large number of forces in the faction in just a few years, I don't know if Mr. Feng is among them.

"And the method of refining medicine with the soul of a living person, or using the moon beads from the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum to reshape the jade wall, and even the method of smashing the jade wall, casting evil spells, and placing it everywhere to absorb souls... everything is sinister. It's vicious, thanks to Shaoxia's rescue, otherwise our faction may repeat the disaster of Li Chuhuang 270 years ago, and there will be no time to recover.

"The previous head was kind and gentle. As long as he didn't make a big mistake, he mostly persuaded him to return, and rarely punished him. Therefore, the dungeon of the Qingyu Altar was empty all year round, and there were few guards. Mr. Feng also took the opportunity to escape several times. Ji Tong Kind-hearted, seeing that there are no servants in the green jade altar, and he went to take care of him during his recuperation period.

"I was brought up under the care of Ji Tong since I was a child. Needless to say, I have traveled a lot. Who would have thought that in Ganquan Village, Ji Tong would report my whereabouts to Lei Yan and almost implicate everyone-but I don't know what is the heart. There are difficulties, but they are still bewitched by others.”

Ouyang Shaogong looked at Baili Tusu, and his tone was quite sincere: "It's presumptuous to be so abrupt. However, the young hero's heart is like a mirror. I think the young hero has his own decision on whether this statement is true or not."

"...Thank you sir, I'll take note."

Baili Tusu suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and reluctantly answered, the hands beside him couldn't help but clenched tightly.Seeing his expression, Ouyang Shaogong couldn't help sighing softly: "This matter can be left to be investigated slowly in the future, but the matter of the resurrection of the dead has already been figured out."

"Excuse me, Mr. Ling," Baili Tusu was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he still restrained his opening, "Backing from the dead is going against the sky. Tusu just wants to try, no matter what the result is... don't worry about it, sir. "

Ouyang Shaogong smiled slightly: "If you make a promise, you should do your best."

Walking on the wind and stepping on the moon, Xinghui dyes clothes.

After saying goodbye to Baili Tusu, Ouyang Shaogong stroked the qin on the qin platform for a while, and only got up and went back to the room after the burner of sandalwood incense was burnt out.Now this person has taken the bait every step of the way, and he just needs to close the net at the end.Thinking of the red eyes of resentment, pain and despair, Ouyang Shaogong chuckled, and quietly walked into the alchemy room without knocking on the door.

Today, there is no longer that sharp cold fragrance in the room, only a faint scent of medicinal herbs.Hearing him come in, Feng Guangmo just paused the movements of his hands, but didn't look up.

He is standing at the table and is drawing a picture.Seeing that he was serious about painting, Ouyang Shaogong didn't bother him, walked up to him, and naturally polished the ink for him familiarly.The fragrance of ink and the fragrance of medicine are mixed together, which has a special charm.

The painting is lonely and lonely, outlining several snow-covered mountains, the first-class river is winding slowly, both sides are covered with white snow, there is not even a footprint on it.The end is secluded and deserted, with no trace of people.However, on this deserted river, there is a lone boat, and a fisherman is lying on his side in the boat, fishing leisurely, looking very contented.

Feng Guangmo finally wrote:

"Thousands of mountains and birds flew extinct, and people disappeared in thousands of paths.

Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow. "

Ouyang Shaogong also put down his sore arms, walked to his side, leaned against his shoulder and bowed his head for a closer look.

"What a Jiang Xue, vast and lonely, secluded and desolate. I haven't seen you writing for a long time, and my painting skills have improved a lot." He smiled slightly, and changed the topic, "It's just that she is too lonely and conceited, which makes people daunting .”

Feng Guangmo didn't answer his words, but put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and replied coldly: "Looking at your radiance, it seems that Baili Tusu has completely fallen into your trap?"

"If you want to say, this is also a reason." Ouyang Shaogong pressed the hand he was about to put away the painting, "Why are you in a hurry to put it away before the ink is dry?"

Feng Guangmo raised his eyebrows, and said curiously: "In the past, you would destroy my paintings as soon as you saw them, but today I will burn them myself, without bothering Elder Dan Zhi."

"This makes me seem unreasonable..." Ouyang Shaogong turned behind him and embraced him, still holding the skinny wrist in his hand, rubbing it slowly, "If you like it, this Just keep it."

"Thank you Elder Danzhi."

He spoke so politely and strangely, if others listened to it, they might think that these two people just met by chance, nodding acquaintances, how could they have imagined that the two of them were still in bed three or two days ago. sleep.

Ouyang Shaogong squeezed the thin shoulders, his technique was precise and the force was appropriate, the originally stiff shoulders and neck gradually softened.Surprised that he was peaceful and normal today, Feng Guangmo couldn't help turning his head to see if this person had taken some wrong medicine, or if someone else had turned his soul over.

"The bones of your body are really hard." He squeezed and squeezed, and said suddenly, "I don't even feel the warmth of soft jade in my arms."

Feng Guangmo felt like a stick in his throat for a while, knowing that anger would only make this person happier, he replied dryly: "...Then why did Elder Danzhi hang himself on a dead tree?"

The man put his chin on his protruding shoulder, and let out a laugh from his throat: "Speaking of which, after taking a closer look at Qingxue today, I realized that you brothers and sisters are indeed very similar..."

The person in his arms froze immediately, and shouted sharply: "Young Master Ouyang—" The unfinished name suddenly turned into a low and hoarse moan at the end.Ouyang Shaogong's hand at some point tore away the neatly dressed Taoist robe on his body, gently twisted the spot on his chest through the linen cloth, and twirled his fingertips gently.

"Seeing that you are in a good mood today, I won't tease you anymore." He said softly against Feng Guangmo's cold ear, jokingly licked the earlobe that turned red in a blink of an eye, and put his hands on But he was not idle, ten fingers nimbly tore off the loose belt around Feng Guangmo's waist, and threw it on the ground.

Unrestrained, the skirts of the clothes naturally fell open, and the slightest bit of coldness found a gap to penetrate, and Feng Guangmo couldn't help shivering.

"Kneel on the table." Ouyang Shaogong's voice was low, with a slight smile in it.

Feng Guangmo was silent for a while, until he felt a sharp pain in his chest, then he slowly raised his legs and knelt down on the stone table in front of him.

The stone table was not too high, it was about to reach his waist. When he knelt on it, he was a head taller than Ouyang Shaogong, and was hugged by that man from behind.Ouyang Shaogong slowly tore off the loose clothes on his body, pulled down his trousers to his knees, and then those cold hands grasped the unresponsive desire between his legs.

The author has something to say:

Look at how the boss cleans himself up——

1. Went to the green jade altar and stole the jade horizontal, so he was captured. (For everyone to hear, I described it in detail when I talked to Susu, implying the time, because the Wumeng Linggu tragedy was the first day of the first lunar month)

2. Wumeng Linggu, helping the tyrants to abuse. (Shao Gong didn't say it clearly, but he led Susu's thinking in that direction)

3. The method of using Yuheng, soul refining medicine, the method of breaking Yuheng to absorb soul. (It was not stated clearly that Guangmo taught Lei Yan, it was just a "guess")

4. Lei Yan caused chaos and killed the leader. I don't know if it has anything to do with him. (say to everyone)

5. Ji Tong's sudden rebellion, I don't know if he was bewitched by him, because the two had a lot of contact. (The only point to be straightforward, because the protagonist group has also experienced this incident, and it is indeed very strange.)

6. This man was cruel and merciless, and he didn't know how to repent, so he was imprisoned in Qingyu Altar for eight years. Even the kind-hearted former leader couldn't bear it. (This is echoing what Yuan Wu said earlier)

The sound of human love and heaven, the two feelings are sent together.

These eight characters are not my original creations, but I don’t remember exactly where I got them from… I can’t find OTL online either.