The villain has a white moonlight

Naturally it fell through, there was nothing there.

The only things he carried with him were a basket and wooden clips, so it was not easy to take them with him to the banquet, so they left them at the inn.

Why is there the illusion of saber?Before I thought about it, I heard someone behind me say: "Get out of the way."

There was a natural arrogance in this statement, Du Ruozhi looked back, he was a young man with a high ponytail in a black-bottomed Suzaku suit, holding a jeweled dagger in his hand.

"Okay." He nodded and stepped aside.

"I'm annoyed by your red dress, get out." The boy took a few steps forward, glanced at him again, and said in a helpless tone.

For a moment, he wanted to teach the child to speak well, but his intuition told him that he should go with the flow, so he nodded and left without saying a word.

The boy with the high ponytail stood on tiptoe, raised his hand and used the dagger to carve words on the jade mountain, his proud expression no longer appeared.

Du Ruozhi walked a certain distance, and couldn't help but look back at Yushan. The place where the boy's dagger landed was originally written, or because the person who carved the words was not very skilled, there were only faint traces, which were hard to identify. The boy traced it with a dagger, and the handwriting was clearly visible again.

Wang Jing, Mu Qinyin.

The young man carved each stroke very seriously, once he carved it, and then he traced it again, tears slid down the side of his face.

Du Ruozhi's eyelids twitched, his heart twitched involuntarily, and he left the scene as if he was running away. He didn't know where he was, but felt that his brain was in a mess. Those unfamiliar and familiar names, strange sense of guilt, Plausible memory, who is he...why was he born?

"Uh..." There was a sudden dizziness, the cold in his body suddenly broke out, and he staggered two steps with his center of gravity unstable.

"Hello!" A voice came from behind, and then someone grabbed him by the back and lifted him by the collar, so he didn't fall down.

Du Ruozhi supported the boy's outstretched hand and barely stood still, "Thank you."

"Hmph, don't think I'm helping you."

"Then why are you still supporting me?"

"Don't be too sentimental." The young man in the red bird clothes shook his hand, raised his chin, and resumed his arrogant attitude: "I ask you, if you are secretly peeping and fleeing suddenly, do you have a ghost in your heart?"

"I haven't." Du Ruozhi said flatly.

"Then what did you see just now?"

"You used a dagger to engrave words," Du Ruozhi said honestly, seeing the other party's nervous look, "you're still crying."

"...You! You really saw it!" The boy stomped his feet angrily, "I warn you, don't tell anyone about my crying."

"Hey, Siyuan, do you also know Du Ruozhi?" Accompanied by the youthful voice full of vigor, it was Xie Shaoyu who came stepping forward.

The young man in Suzaku clothes shook his head: "I don't know him, just ask him a few words."

"Now we know each other." Du Ruozhi smiled, "Maybe we will become friends."

"Who wants to be your friend!" The boy raised his delicate eyebrows and said angrily.

"Xie, young master, just now I saw you, Siyuan's good friend, at Linshan Zhaotanhua's side..."

"Du Ruozhi!!" Wang Siyuan blushed angrily.

"Ah, is there any problem over there?" Xie Shaoyu glanced at the Jade Mountain.

"That's where I met Siyuan," Du Ruozhi said with a smile, "Siyuan, to be honest, how about making friends?"

"Hmph! To be my friend, you have to have real skills."

"To be Xiao Siyuan's friend, you have to pass my test."

The two teenagers spoke at the same time, and Du Ruozhi couldn't help being in a good mood: "It seems that there should be a competition at this time?"

"Yes, there is a shooting range in front," Xie Shaoyu raised his eyebrows, and then untied his saber and threw it to him, "Or you can also compete with swords, pick one."

"Your accompanying sword..."

"I'm good at using bows and arrows, so I won't bully others. Let's compare swords. I have many such swords. It's okay to give you one. To me, swords are just decorations, so don't worry about them."

"Ha, thank you very much." Du Ruozhi took the sword, nodded, and thought of Fu Mengsheng again, "By the way, brother and others?"

"Oh, I'm here to inform you that my sister just came to pick up my husband to go to Xiaoxie in Huangxi."

"Uncle went there too." Wang Siyuan frowned slightly, "Is there something unexpected?"

"Maybe it's about discussing sacrifices, Xiao Siyuan, you're worried, this is a Langhua banquet, whoever makes trouble is looking for a dead end, don't worry!"

"Okay." Wang Siyuan nodded, "Let's go, let's go... Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Du Ruozhi supported the hibiscus tree next to him to breathe. He didn't know why he was dizzy again, and a chill ran around his body along his limbs and back.

Xie Shaoyu also took a look at him: "This complexion is indeed not good. If you are sick, I will take you to the medical department?"

"Thank you, I...I'm fine." Just as he finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Let you hold on! Haven't you heard that the boy vomited blood and died soon?" Wang Siyuan said angrily.

"Although I don't like you, you are a visitor. For the sake of my husband, I think it is necessary to take you to the medical department." Xie Shaoyu held Du Ruozhi's arm involuntarily.

"Don't...don't let my brother know."

"I know, I know, you can pass out with peace of mind!" Xie Shaoyu patted him on the shoulder.

It was already night when Du Ruozhi woke up, the moonlight scattered across the window sill, and the red maple leaves outside the window were like fire like flames.

"You're awake!" Xie Shaoyu, who was dozing off, heard the movement and stood up, "I saw you vomit blood before, and thought it was serious, so I poured you a big bowl of medicinal soup, how do you feel now? ?”

"My throat is a bit bitter, but I'm fine." Du Ruozhi rolled over and said with a smile, "I'm just born with a cold body, it's nothing."

"Really? People in the medical department said the same thing, but I always feel..."

"Don't young master Xie hate me very much?"

"Hey, I told you that I'm doing it for my husband's sake. Hurry up if you have nothing to do. The Langhua banquet will start soon. If you don't show up again, my husband will ask me for someone!" After speaking, he threw a mink velvet cape over: " The Langhua Banquet was held at Zhuque Haiqu Terrace, it was in the open air, and the wind was strong."

"Ha, thank you!"

The two teenagers ran through the starry night and reached their destination at the fastest speed.

"Young master, you have finally arrived, the Xie family is short of you!" A Yi who was in charge of guiding the distinguished guests to their seats came up to welcome them.

"Got it, you take this boy Du to the side of Daoist Fu Mengsheng, the VIP seat of Lian Zi No. [-]!" Xie Shaoyu confessed.

"Yes, young master, hurry up and take your seat!"

"Okay, okay, let's go now, so long-winded." After finishing speaking, he nodded to Du Ruozhi and went to the table.

"Young Master Du, please follow me!" Ah Yi met those golden eyes, was slightly taken aback, then shook his head, and hurriedly said.

Du Ruozhi nodded and followed silently.

In fact he does not need to be led.

At this time, in Zhuque Haiqu Terrace, the sound of phoenix flute was playing silk and bamboo, the guests in costumes were chatting and laughing, the bustling eyes were shining, the lights were dimmed, and there were visitors among the flowers, but he saw the person who was dressed in snow at a glance.

"Brother!" Du Ruozhi happily called out when he walked in front of that person.

"Little friend," Fu Mengsheng patted the empty seat next to him with a smile, "sit here."

"Okay!" Du Ruozhi said happily, "Is the banquet about to start?"

"Well, before that, there is another Bayou Festival Dance." Fu Mengsheng said gently.

Du Ruo subconsciously looked at the altar not far away, quickly looked away, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "There is still a sacrifice, that's great."

"Yeah." Fu Mengsheng looked forward, with gentle eyes, even though he couldn't see his eyes, he spoke appreciatively, "The ones responsible for starting the sacrificial ceremony are Wang Ruoxi, the patriarch of the Wang clan, and Xie Niyu, the daughter of the Xie clan."

The sacrificial objects are placed on the chilong long case according to the system, and a man and a woman stand side by side behind the case.The man's long brown-red hair was tied up by a Garuda crest, he was wearing a black-bottomed Suzaku-pattern sacrificial gown, and he was holding a gorgeous and unparalleled scepter. Her long hair is also tied high into a ponytail by a golden lotus crown. She is wearing a purple golden lotus-pattern sacrificial robe, holding a golden lotus in her hand, and her eyes are pious and serious.

"So it's the suzerain and daughter of the Wang and Xie families. No wonder, they look very good and powerful." Du Ruozhi turned the crystal cup on the table and said in a low voice.

"Little friend," Fu Mengsheng said softly, "You are also very good."

Du Ruozhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm afraid my brother thinks I'm the best one among the bone pickers, haha."

Fu Mengsheng shook his head with a smile and didn't speak any more.

The chime bells sounded, and the aftertaste dissipated. Wang Huan on the high platform recited the sacrificial oration: "The soul is back, and the east can't be trusted. Long people are thousands of feet, but the soul is a little bit."

"Come out in ten days, it will flow gold and turn rocks. Everyone learns it, and the soul will be released when it goes away." Xie Niyu continued.

Immediately after the sound of drums and gongs, two actors wearing lilac wood masks appeared on the stage, one of them was wearing brightly colored costumes, and his hair was dyed different colors by paint.

The other has black hair tied up, and the mask is a beautiful man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He wears a fresh arrow-shaped sagittarius leaf decoration on his head, a purple wide-sleeved gown, red double bracelets on his wrists, a red belt around his waist, and waving his sleeves , making an exaggerated and powerful angle.

As the rhythm of the music continued to accelerate, the actors drew their swords to face each other, and the battle seemed to be gradually heating up. There seemed to be a sudden wind and smoke, and the atmosphere was particularly tense. During the banquet, it was extremely exciting, sometimes attracting bursts of applause, and some guests left their seats and drew their swords to participate in the performance.

Du Ruozhi also watched intently. When one of the actors came towards them with a sword dance, the ferocious mask exuded a certain menacing aura.

As the ugly face with protruding features approached, Du Ruozhi stood up abruptly, put one foot on the table, leaned forward, pressed the sword with his hand, and his expression gradually became serious.

The drums became more and more dense, like a summer rainstorm, Du Ruozhi was as agile as a cheetah, and his golden eyes shone like a falcon.

When the opponent stabbed, the young man drew his long sword out of its sheath, and a bright light was drawn in the air. The actor's sword at the corner was cut off, and the mask split in two and fell down. Under the ugly mask, there was a young and handsome face .

The sword drew a deep bloodstain on the tip of the man's tall nose. Du Ruozhi moved the point of the sword towards his neck with a cold face, "Say, what are you going to do?"

The man whistled, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled evilly: "Guess?"

After speaking, the wound on the bridge of his nose healed quickly, and the blood stains disappeared instantly.

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