Mu Xueyin

It is night, the bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are dotted in it.

The old man walked from the house to the courtyard, holding the rotten silver gun in his hand.He looked up at that moon, and couldn't help chanting: "That's even more bright moon, and the swing shadow is sent across the wall."

Sun Xiaoju sat there and fell asleep, but was awakened at this moment, he couldn't help but bawled, and said repeatedly: "sour, sour, you can't smell it."

The old man didn't care about him, he just stretched out his left hand, grabbed the collar of the jacket and lifted Sun Xiaoju up like a chicken.Then with a sharp breath, his figure has already crossed the courtyard wall and went straight to the outside of the village.

A bright white light was reflected on the snow, which hurt people's eyes.The faint shadow of the mountain sprinkled down, bringing up an indistinct haze, like a thin back.

Soon after arriving outside the village, the old man threw Sun Xiaoju onto the snow and said, "Hide yourself, I won't protect you later, so be careful."

Sun Xiaoju nodded, and hastily dug out a snow pit with his hands, then half-squatted in, and covered it with his jacket, leaving only a gap.He took a sharp breath in the pit, and slapped the walls of the snow pit with his right palm a few times.Immediately, a snow mist rose around the snow pit, and when the snow mist subsided, the jacket had been covered by a thin layer of snow.

The old man sat upright on the ground, put the rotten silver gun across his lap, and closed his eyes to rest.

After an unknown amount of time, Sun Xiaoju got a little bored of staying in the snow pit. He felt that at least an hour had passed, but there was still no movement above.Just when he wanted to go out to move his hands and feet, he suddenly heard the old man cough and said: "Since you are here, stop hiding and come out openly. Don't you guys still fear me?" A bad old man?"

Then I heard a chuckle, the voice was very light and thin, like silk.

From the gap in the snow pit, Sun Xiaoju vaguely saw five people coming out from the distant mountain depression.

The five people lined up in a row, they didn't look like living people, and they "floated" over the snow like this.All five of them had vicious masks on their faces, and black long gowns covering their bodies, which looked very eerie.

No.1 on the left suddenly turned to the old man and said, "'The gun breaks the soul, hates parting' - Sun Jihan, the famous gunman who moved the world in the past, did not expect to see you here, senior, it is really our 'five ghosts' ' an honor."

The voice was as pleasant as a silver bell.

The old man only snorted coldly, but kept silent.

"The slave family is a big ghost. It was originally ordered by the head of the Du family to slaughter this village. Since the senior is here, this matter has to be done. Besides, fists and kicks are really spoiling the scenery. Why don't we let the 'five ghosts' sing Here’s a tune for you to listen to, just treat it as a relief from fatigue for seniors!”

Without waiting for the old man's reaction, the big ghost started to giggle, and said in a voice like that of a young girl with cardamom: "My song is called "Gui Zhier", which is divided into five sections, and it happens to be sung from the first one. Until five o'clock."

Hearing this, the old man's expression changed, and he said, ""Osmanthus Twigs"...could it be the magic song "Osmanthus Twigs" created by Qin Demon Li Xiaoran?"

The big ghost's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly: "It's really hard to find a bosom friend. In the past, all I met were rough people who burned pianos and boiled cranes. It really broke the hearts of our 'five ghosts'. Since we can meet seniors like this Bosom friend, we five ghosts will definitely sing this song with all our heart."

The old man stood up slowly, with a serious expression on his face.

The big ghost finally started to sing that song "Osmanthus Twig", and the faint voice came in the wind.

"One watch, worry.

Listening to the first change, the drum is beating, and my heart is upset.

Think back then, how extravagant it was to hold a night banquet.

Enter the lamb, pour the wine, and sing loudly.

……

Now in the deserted shop of Ji Liao, I have to get drunk in the village.

I am also afraid that the wine will be weak and the sorrow will be strong, how can I sweep away the sorrow?

......"

In the singing of the big ghost, there is a feeling of icebergs melting and snow falling into the world, like a lonely wizard expressing the resentment and sorrow in the bottom of his heart, mixed with lingering desolation, the so-called "remembering the long life of the world, alone Sad but tears down" is probably what it means.Although Sun Xiaoju was several feet away from the big ghost, he could still feel the complex emotions in that singing.

In just a few paragraphs, the singing started and then stopped.There are few lingering sounds, like threads of silk.The singing stopped, but there was a strong wind blowing around, making the old man's clothes rattle.He was holding the rotten silver gun, and his inner breath was surging. The "five ghosts" on the opposite side seemed harmless, but the old man felt a fierce murderous aura rushing towards his face.He was wary, the rotten silver gun in his right hand remained silent, and pointed at the five people opposite him.Just waiting for the opponent to reveal a little flaw, it will be a shocking blow.

The first update has passed, and the second update will follow.

"Second watch, desolate.

At the second watch, I was worried, and Menger was hard to come by.

I think back then, when I was sleeping on my gums, the brocade quilt was thick.

……

Now the reeds are the curtains, the soil is the pit, and the cold wind enters the pit.

The walls are pierced by the cold moon, and the eaves are shallow at night.

The poor pillow is full of desolation, so I get up and walk around the room again.

......"

This time the singing was more distinct, and it reached Sun Xiaoju's ears clearly.Sun Xiaoju finally noticed something strange, this time "Second Watch" was sung by the second person from the left, but the five people didn't move at all from the beginning to the end, the singing was indistinct in the first watch, why was it so clear and distinct in the second watch?

Sun Xiaoju was worried, but he had no choice but to hide in the snow pit and cover his ears with his hands. Although it was like covering one's ears and stealing the bell, it was better than nothing.Unknowingly, he was a little lost, and there was such a scene in front of his eyes: a cold wind, a lone moon hanging high, and a dilapidated bamboo boat parked on the lake wrinkled by the night wind.The wind blew in through the gap, shaking the bean-like flame on the remnant candle on the table.I was lying on such a broken boat shivering, unaccompanied, seriously ill, and dying.

At this moment, there was a sudden shout, and Sun Xiaoju woke up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.He was terrified, the magic power contained in this song can make people lose themselves unconsciously, it is really terrible!And this shout was made by the old man holding a rotten silver gun.As soon as the singing started, the old man shot out violently under the traction of Qi, and the rotten silver gun in his hand stabbed at the second person on the left without any fancy.This shot was faster than the lightning, and it arrived in a flash, and with a sharp sound of piercing the air, it stabbed fiercely at the second ghost.

The five people on the opposite side saw the gun attack, but the two ghosts who were directly attacking him did not dodge, but the big ghost and the three ghosts beside him all took a step back.

bingo!Sun Xiaoju could see clearly in the snow pit, and said happily in his heart.

When the blow was imminent, the second ghost suddenly retreated following the force of the spear.What is strange is that when he retreated, his whole body was floating in the air, just like a piece of human-shaped paper.

The old man's face also showed a puzzled expression, he missed the blow he was bound to get.The rotten silver spear in his hand clearly stabbed, but it was like a failure, only a feeling of lack of force came from the tip of the spear.

"Senior, don't be impatient, don't get angry." It was the second ghost who said with a smile.

The five people stood in a row again, but the man in the middle said: "Senior, it's the third watch now, use whatever means you can, it will be too late by the fifth watch."

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if something was stuck in his throat.The old man couldn't help frowning, he stared at the three ghosts in the middle, and at the same time secretly charged with his right hand.A surging inner breath gathered in his right hand, and the big gun in his hand trembled accordingly, and the old man took a deep breath.

And the third watch also came.

"Third watch, wandering.

In the middle of the night, the drums thump, and the gong beat three times.

Dreams come true, and I am shocked again, infinite sigh.

……

Think back then, when the situation was clear, who was disrespectful?

Jiuqing is called the younger generation, and the prime minister is called the private office.

Now the trend is gone and the time is declining, and it is scattered like floating grass.

......"

Although the singing of the third watch lacked the desolation and sadness of the second watch, it had more of a feeling of being helpless and drifting like a duckweed.Life between heaven and earth is nothing more than a reverse journey of a hundred generations, a passerby of time.Ke Ren's ax died in a blink of an eye for a thousand years, and when he returned to his hometown, all his old friends had died forever.Sun Xiaoju couldn't help thinking about his own life experience. His parents died when he was born, and he didn't even know what they looked like.Although everyone in this small mountain village has raised him, without his parents here, he is just a passerby after all...

The singing of the third watch gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

When Sun Xiaoju woke up again, he found that he was stabbing Mu Xueyin to his throat with his hand, and his cold sweat immediately dripped down.He had never encountered such a weird singing voice before, he thought that if he was the only one here today, he might really feel angry on the spot!

As soon as the three ghosts opened their mouths, the old man made a gesture to sit on the snowy ground. Just as he bowed his head and bent his legs, the rotten silver gun in his hand was thrown out without any warning, and shot straight at the three ghosts facing him. and go.This blow was really unexpected, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to react to it.The three ghosts unexpectedly folded to the ground strangely, barely avoiding it.Just as the rotten silver gun was out of his hand, the old man gathered his breath on the soles of his feet, let out a violent shout, stomped on it, and with the splash of snowflakes, the whole body also shot out, shooting straight at the five people on the opposite side. and go.He was already doing his best, his speed was actually a bit faster than the rotten silver gun that was thrown, and he caught up with the big gun in just a moment.Holding the rotten silver gun in his hand, he swept it away, and saw a brilliant silver arc enveloping the five people.

This was like a rabbit rising and falling, Sun Xiaoju was hiding in the snow pit before he could see clearly, when he heard the sound of tinkling metal and iron coming from mid-air.Suddenly he heard a muffled groan, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the old man had stumbled back dragging the rotten silver gun, his clothes were torn apart, and there were several bloodstains on his body, one of which was The bloodstains were deep into the bone.

The old man's face was a little pale, he put the big gun across his chest, and then took a step back suddenly, ready to fight again.But he saw that the five people on the opposite side all took a step forward, and then stood in a row again.Surprised, he pretended to walk a few steps to the right unintentionally, but the five people on the opposite side were unmoved.He took another step back, and the five people actually followed up again.

"It seems that you have already discovered it, senior, but it's too late." It was the fourth person who said with a smile.

"Four more, hopeless.

On the city tower, beat four drums, and the stars move.

Thinking about it, during that day, the python was in full bloom.

……

Now Bielonglou, Cifeng Pavilion, and Desolate and Solitary Pavilion.

In the chicken shop, the moon shadow grass bridge smoke.

It's true that you can judge long distances, and you can look far away once you look at them.

......"

Sun Xiaoju only listened to a passage, and he had to admit that the fourth person sang very beautifully, his voice was like a ding-dong spring, clear and sweet-this was clearly another woman.The rhythm is clear, the cadence is clear, the priority is very well grasped.Although Sun Xiaoju knew almost nothing about rhythm, he couldn't help feeling admiration.The song is melodious, and the emotions of loss and hopelessness contained in it are as strong and mellow as old wine.

Sun Xiaoju's heart was empty, and his eyes became blurred. He suddenly found that his body was completely out of control. Although his consciousness was always awake for some reason, his body was out of his control. , Sun Xiaoju was horrified.Just when he held Mu Xueyin and stabbed it towards his throat, his body suddenly regained consciousness, and his tears almost came down.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the five ghosts were standing next to the snow pit where he was hiding!

It was the old man who led the "five ghosts" back step by step, and finally made him stand beside the snow pit where Sun Xiaoju was hiding without knowing it.The old man was in a panic at this moment, the clothes on his body had already been reduced to inches, and he could hardly hold the big gun in his hand. He stood there panting, feeling a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

Sun Xiaoju hid in the snow pit, not even daring to breathe out. He didn't know what was going on outside at this moment, but he could hear the whistling sound of piercing the air and the sound of gold and iron intersecting from time to time.

"The magic song "Gui Zhier", also known as "The Song of Broken Soul at the Fifth Geng", after singing at the fifth watch, it will be the ending of the end of the song and the end of the end of the song. Senior, you should accept your fate!" But it was the last The man's voice came, and the voice was indescribably hoarse and unpleasant.

The deadly fifth watch finally came.

"Five watch, desolate.

Hustle and bustle, people wake up, the weather at five o'clock.

It's winter, the wind is bitter, and the frost is blowing.

What's more, be attentive and warm each other.

……

Accompanying is Han Yueying, and the one who yells is the neighing of horses.

It's so desolate, it's really worse than death!

......"

The singing this time had no distinctive features, and Sun Xiaoju even found it a bit harsh and unpleasant.The killing intent during the fifth watch was extremely strong, every time he sang, a wound would appear on Sun Xiaoju's body for no reason.After just a few words, blood was already gushing from his body.The weirdest thing was that he didn't feel any pain at all.A heavy sense of oppression rolled down towards Sun Xiaoju, and he was trembling in the snow pit like a bloody gourd.

"Don't do it yet!"

At this time, the singing still hadn't stopped, but when he heard the old man's loud shout, Sun Xiaoju immediately came back to his senses under the revolving breath, tightened Mu Xueyin in his hand, and shot out from the snow pit. Mu Xueyin turned into a blinding silver light, and shot towards the five ghosts beside him with the large snowflakes raised.And the old man's rotten silver gun also attacked at this time, but the force of his gun this time was completely different from before. The gun he was holding was like a mountain, and it became extremely heavy. It looks like an earthworm coming out of its body, but it is extremely ferocious.He walked towards the five ghosts step by step, and every step he took would increase his aura, and when he was only one shot away from the five ghosts, his aura had become extremely astonishing.The old man also walked very slowly, but the rotten silver gun in his hand almost attacked at the same time as Sun Xiaoju.

Before Sun Xiaoju could attack, he heard a sharp sound of piercing the air. The sound of piercing the air came very fast, and he was already in front of him in a flash.He was terrified, holding Mu Xueyin in his hand on his chest, and followed the sound.Hearing the sound of "clang", Sun Xiaoju only felt a strong force coming, Mu Xueyin couldn't hold it in his hand, and almost got out of his hand, and the tiger's mouth was also hot.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and still rushed towards the five ghosts, used the fox trot to walk around to the side of the five ghosts, and punched tentatively, while Mu Xueyin in his right hand was protecting his chest, and remained silent.

The five ghosts did not dodge or dodge, but raised their left hand slightly, and there was a sharp sound of piercing the air.Sun Xiaoju had been prepared for a long time, and hurriedly withdrew his figure, and Mu Xueyin in his hand rushed forward without haste, and there was another "clang", this time the strength was much stronger, and Mu Xueyin flew away directly.Sun Xiaoju was startled, he had already seen that the attack just now was a thin invisible golden thread, afraid of the power of this golden thread, he immediately used fox trot and started to walk around the five ghosts.

The old man over there let out a yell, and finally stuck out the rotten silver gun in his hand, and a blinding silver light shone on the snow.In the blink of an eye, the rotten silver gun traveled a distance of several feet, and attacked the big ghost.In an instant, it was as if a mountain collapsed, and a surging inner breath rolled in, vomiting out from the tip of the spear.The bone-piercing chill poured out together, and the strong wind brought up the big ghost's hair all scattered.

It was too late to say it, but when the big gun in the old man's hand arrived, he heard a sharp piercing sound. He was horrified, but the big gun in his hand didn't stop.The rotten silver gun was lifted upwards, and it happened to hit the striking gold wire.This stroke was as natural as it was natural, so wonderful that the golden thread shot back immediately.And the rotten silver gun in the old man's hand also followed the trajectory of the gold thread, and with a slight flick, several gorgeous gun flowers enveloped the big ghost in it.

The big ghost raised his right hand slightly, and the golden wire that shot back shot back at the old man immediately, and he saw a golden arc flashing in the air, rushing in like waves, and the several spear flowers were immediately submerged up.

When the old man saw it, he didn't hesitate anymore, a lazy donkey rolled to avoid the golden arc, and then leaned forward, the big gun in his hand stretched straight, and stabbed at the five ghosts.The old man was sure to win this shot, and under the incitement of his inner breath, the big gun seemed to have life, which stirred up the wind around him.When Sun Xiaoju saw it, he roared angrily, and rushed towards the five ghosts again, punching and kicking three times in an instant.

The two of them fought desperately, and immediately sealed off the five ghosts' escape route, and the golden thread was still on the periphery at this time, and it was too late to rescue them.Then the song of the five ghosts stopped abruptly, his original hoarse voice became extremely ferocious, he stretched out his left hand, pointed at the two attacking people and said: "The fifth watch is over, come with me!"

Sun Xiaoju's expression became dull, and he looked at his body in disbelief. Before his three punches and two kicks could reach him, he saw that his body became fragmented in an instant, and his consciousness seemed to leave his body at this moment.

He felt his body become transparent, and he floated straight to the thick night sky above his head in the howling cold wind.

So cold... that was the last thing he felt.

Seeing Sun Xiaoju suddenly fell to the ground, the old man's eyes were about to burst, and his heart was even more frightened and anxious. The big gun in his hand went even faster, and it reached the throat of the five ghosts in a short time.The black gown on Wugui's body trembled for a while, and when the old man saw it, he screamed angrily, "Where are you running!"

With a light swipe of the big gun in his hand, he stabbed straight at the four ghosts beside the five ghosts. When the tip of the gun reached his body, he no longer felt defeated. A big blood hole was pierced on the body of the four ghosts.

The old man retracted the rotten silver gun, subconsciously picked up the big gun behind him, and pressed the golden wire that came back under the gun in a matter of minutes.

Seeing the four ghosts fell to the ground, a smile appeared on the big ghost's face, but the smile was a bit far-fetched.She was full of unwillingness and said: "Senior, how did you see that we are actually the only two of us 'five ghosts'?"

The old man flipped his wrist, and the gun was pressed against the big ghost's throat, and he said, "You two are really good at puppet tricks, but you shouldn't have chosen the wrong place."

The big ghost looked down, only to see that the white snow under his feet was dazzling.At this time, the bright moon was like washing away, illuminating the footprints on the snow very clearly.She nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "Then why didn't our singing have an impact on your mind?"

The old man answered very simply this time: "Nuanyang Pei."

The rotten silver spear stabbed out without hesitation, and the big ghost's expression froze there, as if he was unwilling or relieved.