Bright Moon and Cold Thousand Mountains

After the final antidote was given to Xi Lanyu, and seeing him being picked up by Shang Zihuai, it seemed that he had finished what he had to do.Yu Zheng walked out of the wing room where everyone was detained in the backyard of Mingfeng Tower, just straightened up, before he breathed a sigh of relief, the courtyard door was kicked open, Feng Tingyun hurried in with his arms around him.

Behind him was Liu Shiqi, who was full of anxiety, and then Wendi and the woman who shocked everyone in the ring just now.

Yu Zheng: "Hey, this is..."

Liu Shiqi hurried forward a few steps, his arm was still dislocated, but he didn't feel any pain at all, he just hurriedly said to Yu Zheng: "Borrow me a place!"

When he got closer, Yu Zheng caught a glimpse of the blood stains on Feng Tingyun's half body, and the blood dripped down his fingertips.Although he didn't get along with this young man from the East China Sea very much, he could vaguely guess his identity, but he didn't show much prejudice against him. Maybe it was the medicine bag and hidden weapon that the other party handed over just now, which made Yu Zheng treat him too much for no reason. Kind of trust.

So he silently nodded, and turned sideways to get out of the way: "Come in, Ah Ci, and get the medicine for them."

Not long after Liu Shiqi and others entered the house and locked the door, a few people who seemed unable to tell which sect they belonged to broke into the courtyard.The uninvited guest came menacingly, with a bad expression on his face, Yu Zheng raised his eyebrows strangely.

The leader probably recognized Yu Zheng, scolded the others for their impoliteness, raised his hand and said, "Master Yu, may I ask if you have seen those remnants of the Demon Sect coming this way? Mr. Xi said——"

"Never."

Facing Yu Zheng's straightforward interruption, those people suspiciously swept over the half-dried blood on the ground, and the leader said: "Have you never seen it? If you don't mind, young man, can you let the brothers enter the house and search around... ..."

"My junior brother is healing in the room, how can you allow people with other intentions to disturb you?" Before he could finish the follow-up, Yu Zheng raised his voice slightly, and said, "Here are all disciples on the twelfth floor. What's the purpose of teaching the remnants? Although Yu is young, he can't let this sect be searched by you three floors and three floors!"

He is different from Zuo Nian, he rarely leaves Ningzhou. For all the factions in the Central Plains, Yu Zheng was just a big brother on the twelfth floor before, and he rarely had direct contact with him.Yu Zheng is like the snow in Xixiu Mountain, deserted and serious, especially in front of outsiders.

The few people who came here have never dealt with Yu Zheng, but they have also heard about this current head of the twelfth floor.Yu Zheng showed this expression for a while, they couldn't do anything wrong, but they didn't retreat either.

"Master Yu's words are correct..." the leader said with a sneer, "We just did a routine inspection... Who knows where the Demon Cult is hiding. You are so nervous, it makes people think about it."

Yu Zheng snorted coldly, stood there neither dodging nor dodging, and pressed his fingers on the lancet sheath at his waist.

A few disciples from Xixiu Mountain beside him took a step forward one after another, as if they were going to force a search and then use force with them.

During the stalemate, the door opened with a "creak".

Mo Ci hung his white clothes stained with dust and blood on his elbows, and brought out a basin of water.He looked at the scene in the courtyard strangely, and frowned delicately: "Brother, what's the matter? Who are these?"

"It's nothing serious." Yu Zheng swept around the room from the corner of his eye along the half-closed door, and suddenly had a plan in his mind, and immediately asked seriously, "How is Wendi? It hurts a lot—"

With the intentionally protracted ending and the addition of a few unfamiliar but dangerous people, Mo Ci's confusion only lasted in the blink of an eye, and he immediately understood, "worried" said: "Brother Wen is no longer in danger of his life, but he is still in a coma. Wake up. I'm going to ask Mr. Yuan's seniors to take a look for him..."

The people who came to search obviously hesitated and began to hesitate.

Mo Ci: "Brother, what's the big deal, you can discuss it with these seniors in another place. I'm afraid that the noise outside will affect the inside. After all, Senior Brother Wen is in a critical moment."

Yu Zheng happened to take his step, and turned to those people: "I heard that Wen Di is my most valued junior, you don't go after Baihutang, but come to my twelfth floor to make trouble, delay He is recuperating, in case something happens, do you want me to find Shang Zihuai? If there is nothing serious, please go back first."

Some of them still insisted, but the leader had already seen Yu Zheng's toughness, so he smiled and cupped his hands; "Since that's the case, we don't want to bother you anymore, so leave!"

Yu Zheng stood still, put down his hand on the scabbard and let it hang by his side, he didn't intend to have any more polite conversation with them.

"Go!" When the man turned his head, his eyes were fierce.

The fallen leaves in spring rolled forward with the wind and rolled forward for a certain distance, and fell on the closed courtyard door again.The few disciples standing there couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Mo Ci blinked and picked up the basin.

"Aren't you going to ask for a doctor?" Yu Zheng asked him with his head tilted.

Mo Ci said: "Well, that hero Feng has a little understanding of medicine. The flesh injury is too serious, but he didn't hurt the inside, so there is no need to work on Mr. Yuan. There is medicine in it. Hearing the movement outside, Brother Wen asked me to come out and take a look." .”

Yu Zheng shook his head with some amusement.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, the windows of the wing room were closed, and a dim lamp was lit beside the couch, intertwined with the skylight leaking through the window cracks, creating a room full of warmth.

Liu Shiqi pulled up his coat, his dislocated arm was twisted back by Wendi, he still couldn't move, but he was fine.He looked at Feng Tingyun, who bowed and cut open his clothes carefully, and whispered, "Is he alright?"

"It's just a knife wound, but the man in Baihutang is very strong and the distance is close. He must have suffered a serious injury to block this knife." Wen Di handed him a cup of tea, "Why, you are very concerned?"

Liu Shiqi gave him a strange look: "Your tone seems a bit sour, but he is my senior brother."

Hearing the flute, he said nothing, and turned his head to avoid Liu Shiqi's sight.The teacup in his hand seemed to become hot suddenly, he put it down and pinched his ears, it seemed a little red.

They were whispering in the corner, but Feng Tingyun couldn't hear them.He could only smell the smell of blood, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and carefully peeled off the jacket from Xie Xingzhou's body with a pair of scissors, revealing the almost fatal wound - from the shoulder blade to the back of the waist, slashing the whole body obliquely His back is stretched, and even the bones are exposed in the deepest part.

Feng Tingyun closed his eyes and forced himself to be calm, but he didn't know where to start.He was dizzy for a while, and the feeling of sore nose hit him again, which disturbed him and almost couldn't stand up.

"Let me do it." Yi Chunqiu supported his shoulders and pushed Feng Tingyun aside, "Calm down yourself."

Until he slumped down at the table, Feng Tingyun still couldn't recover from the trembling all over his body.He unconsciously nibbled his thumbnail lightly, as if it would relieve the anxiety that had no place to vent.

The knife that was cut in an instant, and the surprise that flashed across the faces of the disciples of Baihutang...

These were all clearly imprinted in his mind, but Feng Tingyun couldn't remember the direction Xie Xingzhou rushed towards, his expression, and how he blocked the knife.

It seems that when he was thinking about life and death, all he remembered about Xie Xingzhou was the hands that hugged him tightly, and the fingertips that rubbed his cheeks later, together with the faint smile, the temperature was cold.

Feng Tingyun took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Even if he tried to avoid it again, the two of them had been together day and night for more than ten years, and many episodes were revolving in his mind like a revolving lantern.He couldn't help but want to solve Xingzhou, from the time he timidly called "Brother Yun" for the first time, to the high-spirited jumping up and down on Wangyue Island later, the embarrassment of always sneaking up and being subdued...

He suddenly trembled, thinking, if Xing Zhou couldn't survive, the last words between them could only be a formal relationship and eager to escape some kind of ambiguous politeness.

"From tomorrow onwards, you and I will go our separate ways. Don't make up your own mind when encountering important events. Be careful."

And the last handwriting that Xie Xingzhou left him was the cold "I owe you".

Before the jade wrench finger could be released, Feng Tingyun supported his temples, the whole person was in such a mess that he couldn't even sort out any reasonable logic.Seeing Yi Chunqiu straighten up, he instinctively stood up, opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly utter it.

"Master..."

Yi Chunqiu wiped off a little blood on his hands, and said wearily: "Be careful not to open the wound, take care of it carefully. Seventeen, you go to the city to grab some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicines and give them to him. He may have a high fever at night. If he has a fever tomorrow If you retire, then there is no serious problem. If not... we can only say that we have been a master and apprentice, and we have done our best for the teacher."

"Snapped--"

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered, and the splashed hot water created a white mist.

Feng Tingyun hurriedly lowered his head, trying to hide something, squatted down and began to collect the fragments of the teacup.

Yi Chunqiu saw all this, but she just sighed and said nothing.

Under Feng Tingyun's insistence, he guarded Xie Xingzhou by himself.But Liu Shiqi followed Yi Chunqiu's words, went to Yangzhou City to grab medicine, heard the flute and felt worried, and insisted on going with him.

After experiencing a turmoil just now, many sects who welcomed back their own masters have already left in no time.But all kinds of rumors about the turmoil in Baihutang are still lingering in Yangzhou City. Liu Shiqi came out with a medicine bag, and walked towards the two people who passed by them while discussing.

When Liu Shiqi heard words such as "the Devil's Cult", he would always look back thoughtfully.

Wen Di put his arms around his shoulders and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's just a little dazed..." Liu Shiqi first said perfunctorily, and after taking two steps, he was unwilling to reconcile, and frowned at Wendi, "Do they really think that the Devil's Cult can release all the people? It's almost 70 year!"

Wen Di didn't know how to explain the prejudices and gains and losses to him, so he could only persuade the outraged young man: "They should just be... that's all, it's useless to say these things. It's been too long, even people of Zuo Nian's age can only Knowing that Ye Tang was furious and killed decent people, various factions crusade against Shuiyuexuan. Other than that, the stories that have been handed down are those, such as Qiu Xinglang kidnapping the girl, and the smiling tiger swallowing people's hearts."

Compared with the vicissitudes of life, it is like the snap of a finger, but compared with the life span of ordinary people, it is enough for an innocent child to grow into an old man.

The reason was obvious, Liu Shiqi withdrew his angry gaze, and said, "Everyone says what they say, but they turn a blind eye to what is happening in front of them!"

He looked a little cute like this, Wen Di unconsciously rubbed Liu Shiqi's head.Just as he was about to say something to make him happy, a man dressed as a Taoist flashed in front of the two of them.

Where did this Taoist priest come from, and whether it was true or not, he just blocked the road in front of them in a rag-like robe, and no matter whether it was Wendi or Liu Shiqi, they didn't notice it before?

There are so many capable people and strangers in Yangzhou City, Wen Di subconsciously protected Liu Shiqi, and said vigilantly: "Senior, what do you think you can do to block our way rashly?"

The old Taoist has white beard and hair, hale and hearty, and looks like a child with white hair. The three-foot green peak behind his back and a whisk are neither sharp nor sharp.Hearing this, he laughed, ignored Wendi, and said to Liu Shiqi: "Seeing that this little friend has a very good bone structure, I was curious for a moment, I wonder if I can make a fortune for him?"

Liu Shiqi lowered his head and looked at his whole body. He was dressed in plain clothes, and the long knife behind his back was also wrapped with cloth strips. He couldn't tell if it was a treasure or scrap iron. It was really ordinary.

He pointed to himself: "Me? What is it?"

The old Taoist looked at his face, smiled for a long time and said: "In the past, in the future—little friend, you were homeless when you were young, but fortunately you met noble people, pampered you, and lived a very happy life, didn't you?"

Liu Shiqi's eyes widened in shock at what he said, and even Wendi next to him showed a puzzled expression, scrutinizing the Taoist priest who looked like a magic stick in front of him without any trace.He thought to himself: "Where did this Taoist priest come from? Could it be an old friend? At the age of seventeen, how could I know such a..."

There is no need for Liu Shiqi to answer, the old Taoist knew his reaction clearly, and said again: "As the saying goes, bitterness comes with sweetness, but little friend, you have a bad luck, and you should be more careful when you walk in the rivers and lakes in the future!"

Liu Shiqi was silent, he looked in Wendi's direction hesitantly, and felt that he had said something similar.

"If you understand a hundred schools of thought but are not good at learning, if you understand the five elements but you don't have enough energy, there must be a big evil." The godlike old man suddenly pointed at the center of Liu Shiqi's eyebrows. The voice lingered in my ears, "Embracing the yang and defending the emptiness, little friend, remember these four words. You will face a catastrophe, so don't act impulsively."

Liu Shiqi: "..."

The old Taoist withdrew his hands and said: "A person who has nothing to worry about has nothing to stand on. If you want to know the direction from now on, little friend, you must first find your lost homeland."

The coolness between the eyebrows disappeared quickly, as if it was only passing over the surface of his skin for a short time.Liu Shiqi quickly opened his eyes, the old man in front of him had already walked a long way, while Wen Di next to him kept his expression solemn.

Liu Shiqi hurriedly wanted to give chase, but the old Taoist turned a corner, and when he rushed up, half of him was gone.

"Who is it?" Liu Shiqi asked, after thinking about it, he said again, "I'm confused, he came after me... Brother Di, you may not know, but this person appeared out of thin air and said some nonsense..."

"He is teaching you." Wendi said, "calling you home."

Liu Shiqi said inexplicably, "What—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to have been opened up to Ren Du's second channel, and a clear thought came to his mind.His confusion all this time is actually not about Bi Luo Tian Shu and Liu Yang Zhang, the origin of Wangyue Island, or even the relationship between Wendi and him—these are all outside of him.

As the man said, it doesn't matter if he is indifferent or indifferent, because he has forgotten important emotions and old thoughts.

What he lost was not in Wangyue Island and Xixiu Mountain, but in Chang'an, which he couldn't go back to.

"Brother Di." Liu Shiqi murmured, "Can you... accompany me home?"

Hearing his words that sounded like he was talking to himself, Wen Di first leaned his ear closer without knowing the intention, and then he reacted before Liu Shiqi said.His ears turned red, his eyes wandered for a while, and he patted Liu Shiqi on the back of the head.

"Go back and look at the pile of ruins? Maybe it's gone a long time ago." Wen Di threatened him first, and under Liu Shiqi's annoyed expression, he slowly put it back on the shelf, "But you can go back if you want, Except for me, no one can really find that place. My parents must be very pleased when the wanderer returns home."

Liu Shiqi wanted to ask him, where are the graves of his parents? Did you bury them for them?But he didn't mention the sad thing after all, he still remembered how out of control Wendi talked about this past in Xixiu Mountain.

The wound has already been torn open by Wendi once, and he will heal soon if he doesn't touch it.

The next morning after he and Wendi set off for Chang'an, the rain was clear and the warm spring ushered in a warm sun.Xie Xingzhou woke up from the long nightmare and was the first to see Feng Tingyun.

Feng Tingyun didn't wake up, he just leaned on the side of the couch to take a nap, he didn't notice the movement of his eyes opening for a moment, his face was full of fatigue.Xie Xingzhou just stared at him quietly. For a moment, the illusion was still a year ago, or even longer, when he was injured or caught a cold. After he fell asleep, he sneaked into the house and put a quilt on him.

He kept lying on the couch and moved his fingers, trying to prop up his upper body, but just as he moved, the tearing pain in his back almost tore him open.Xie Xingzhou suppressed his voice impatiently and let out a muffled groan, then hurriedly raised his eyes to look.

The man frowned, and immediately opened his eyes.

In fact, if you look closely, although Feng Tingyun's eyebrows and eyes are not very delicate, they are still as outlined by brush and ink, always smudged with indifference and alienation, without fireworks.At this time, a small him was reflected in those eyes that only contained mountains and rivers, Xie Xingzhou's throat moved, and those thoughts of running away flashed through his mind and almost disappeared.

"Senior Brother." He called softly, and after realizing that Feng Tingyun was moved, he complained even softer, "...it hurts."

As if acting like a baby, Xie Xingzhou sighed in his heart, he hadn't acted like a baby to Feng Tingyun for many years.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words, Feng Tingyun put aside all his previous resentment for the time being, and stood up to lift the wound on Xie Xingzhou's back that was inspected by Bo.The concern was written all over his face, and he deliberately said coldly: "Lie down, the pain is useless. Your back is about to be split open, and you are overwhelmed, and you insist on leaning on other people's knives."

Xie Xingzhou listened to his ridicule happily, but he didn't have the same playful smile as before. He just buried his face in the pillow and let Feng Tingyun taunt while taking medicine.

"Being able to cry out pain with me, it seems that everything is almost over." His voice came together with the crisp collision of bottles and cans, "Xie Xingzhou, you used to kill me every now and then, forget it, as long as you agree with Master What a mistake, where have you been and what you found in the past six months, just be honest and confess, I can let go of some things... If you take medicine, it will hurt more, just bear with it."

Before Xie Xingzhou could respond to him, Feng Tingyun took off the gauze and bandage. Facing the still hideous but less bloody wound, he took a deep breath and poured the medicine powder on it mercilessly.

Xinyi heard the screams of knowing that Xingzhou was not like a human being, and the door was pushed open. The disciple on the [-]th floor who was always by Yu Zheng's side said worriedly: "Feng Daxia, are you alright?"

Feng Tingyun carefully applied the medicine evenly, and said, "What could be the matter, this person is too delicate."

Mo Ci said "Oh" half-understood, then turned around and closed the door for them.

As for the person lying on the bed, he no longer had the capital to be calm, Xie Xingzhou turned his head with difficulty, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and said, "This medicine...is it formulated by Master?"

"Yeah." Feng Tingyun put the medicine jar back on the table, sat down on the side of the couch, and assumed a posture of having a long conversation with him, "You have slept for more than two days, Sheng Tianya left you long ago No matter, thanks to Master's perseverance, I insist on picking you up, otherwise even if you die outside Yangzhou City, I won't take another look at you."

Xie Xingzhou rarely said anything else, just said "huh" and buried his head back in the pillow.

Feng Tingyun continued to change the bandages for him, and said to himself: "You know me, I hold grudges very much. But you saved me, you still have to say 'thank you'. Xingzhou, you answer me the truth, at that time... ...what are you thinking?"

"Don't you know everything?" Xie Xingzhou muttered.

"That's right." Feng Tingyun finished speaking lightly, and put the thin quilt on Xie Xingzhou's naked waist, "Take good care of your wounds, you won't be able to move in a few days, I'll go to Master's place."

Xie Xingzhou didn't say anything, Feng Tingyun stood up and walked out, the door creaked when it was pulled open.He suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Xie Xingzhou who was lying on the couch suffocated, and said: "When you recover, if you still stay with Master, I will give you one thing, and I will forgive you for knowing that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless."

"Really?" Xie Xingzhou finally smiled, "Then I would like to thank Senior Brother for your kindness."

At the moment when the four eyes met, Feng Tingyun hurriedly moved away, only feeling that those peach blossom eyes could not be looked at more, every time he glanced, it seemed as if a flame burst out from the bottom of his heart, and he was severely burned.

He closed the door, kept his hands on the lock, and managed to calm his breath.

Before that, in the other courtyard in Luzhou, the first fresh snow fell, Xie Xingzhou was dressed in black, leaning against the tree without standing, and said, "You know I never care about these things, and I'm not Gong Qianying either."

This expression is actually very naked for someone who seems to be romantic. Feng Tingyun said at the time that he didn't want to talk about his children's love, but now it seems difficult to talk to him every word, and he can't suppress his pulse that is gradually accelerating.

He sighed, and took out the pair of finger rings from his pocket - he said he wanted to give it to Liu Shiqi, but he was still reluctant.

Feng Tingyun pushed open the door and strode to the side of the couch, and threw one of them in front of Xie Xingzhou.The other party didn't expect him to be able to go back and forth. He was smashed to pieces by the warm jade, and finally pulled it out. He didn't look carefully at the pattern on it, and heard Feng Tingyun's trembling voice: "You It's my fault."

Xie Xingzhou raised his head in a daze, and was surprised to find that his senior brother's eyes were red.

"But I suddenly want to give you a chance." Feng Tingyun gestured to him for another finger, and then put it into his sleeve, "You will blame me again this time, Xie Xingzhou, I will kill you."

The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river, and the bright moon... the bright moon can actually embrace you for a long time.

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