Golden Light Puppet Show·Yan Qiao·Guiyan

09

The morning light was twilight, and the light penetrating into the bed was faint and white. Shangguan Hongxin opened his eyes in a daze. His breath caught in the crook of his neck, and he muttered indistinctly.

He lowered his head and pasted the cross sword mark, patiently caressed the skinny shoulders and back, came back and gently combed the messy white hair, the slightly frowned brows of Qiao Rulai relaxed, and his breathing quickly returned to calm .

Shangguan Hongxin rested on his forehead and fell asleep, his body seemed to become very light, more helpless than a floating feather.The soul wanders in reality and dreams, sticks to the warm body, breathes the sandalwood that seems to be absent, and the 20-year wait seems to be just for this moment, the tenderness is unbelievable.

After wandering for a moment, he drifted as if he was in a sea of ​​flames. Is the miserable wail in his ears a human being or a demon?His whole body was hot, and the blood flowing through his limbs, bones, internal organs, and internal organs seemed to be boiling, as if beating suddenly, but his mind was focused on other places, calm and unwavering.

The raging fire in the canyon, the flesh and blood of cannibals, and the flesh and bones of monsters, the radiant brilliance used young lives as firewood to ignite blazing flames, devouring the three parties who were facing each other tit for tat, dragging each other, and falling into the bottomless pit together. dark abyss.

His younger sister wore the prince's court dress for the first time in a long time, with heavy arrows piercing her chest, her hair crown scattered, she looked like a real girl, her delicate face was completely faded, she was as pale as paper, and lifeless.She was lively and active since she was a child, and he even began to wonder if he stepped into her prank again, but this time it was too bad.He wanted to wake him up, but he couldn't get a response for a long time, so he knelt down and hugged his sister in his arms, tightening it tighter and tighter.The thin body lost its human bones and weight, and became a piece of clothing. In the end, even the clothing disappeared, leaving only a piece of scorched black.

The jerky moisture dripped on the back of the trembling hands, forming a thread, like a torrential rain.The rain took away the heat from the skin and made the fire come to an end, but it couldn't wash away the haze in his heart. The out-of-control force gradually suppressed the violence, and his eyes were still filled with thick shadows, immersed in the flowing blood, and he could hardly see anything.

A corner of the white robe bumped into the field of vision abruptly, and he met a gentle and delicate face, with half of the paper umbrella pouring over him, the kindness in his eyes came from the bottom of his heart, and he was still embarrassed about being rejected.

But he passed him and saw the green figure looking back indifferently not far away.In the past, Lingzi's dignity was second only to priests, and he stood proudly in front of all the princes. He was gentle as a friend, strict as a teacher, and dedicated to his duties as a minister. His cold appearance seemed to be the same as in the old year, but he had already left. Become his apprentice came to the side.

The sky is bright, but the layers of bed curtains are as dark as before.Shangguan Hongxin straightened up, opened the curtains, the broken light shone on Qiao Tathagata's eyelids, muttered twice and hugged him again.

Shangguan Hong trusted him and hugged him for a while, then said with a low smile, "Aren't you willing to let me go?"

Only then did Qiao Tathagata reluctantly raise her eyes, sleepy and confused.

The outside waiter came silently, removed the screen, and helped the two to freshen up.Shangguan Hongxin sat on the couch beside him, and let the maid comb his hair and tidy his crown.After several people left, they came back with lacquer trays in their hands, where they placed clothes and accessories. He stood up, put on one by one, and finally put on a ring around his body. The solemn black ink and gorgeous red wore a dignified and straight body.

Qiao Tathagata was arranging the complicated monk robes. Shangguan Hongxin walked over, pulled up the laces, touched his shoulders, and smoothed the creases, as if this was the only thing in the world worth caring about.

Qiao Rulai said: "I have something to tell you."

Shangguan Hongxin glanced at the bright sun outside the window, and said casually: "Today is a good weather."

"It's about you, and why I'm here—"

"We'll talk about it when we meet my sister, okay?"

Pressing her slender fingers to her lips, she gazed into his eyes with a look of pleading, Qiao Rulai was startled, and nodded silently.The young man in front of him looked the same as usual, but Qiao Tathagata, who was used to playing chess with him, sensitively sensed the intention of killing through the chess path, and was shocked in her heart.

Absent-minded, complete defeat is inevitable, Shangguan Hongxin still laughed, why is he so impatient.It just so happened that the maid came in to report her preparations, so she took Qiao Tathagata to go out together.

The wooden clogs walked on the mountain road, kicking and stamping, making a crisp sound, accompanied by the slow talking about the youth, Qiao Rulai walked beside him, suddenly giving birth to the illusion that they have been together for many years.

At the end of the mountain road is a pavilion with floating corridors. If you visit in winter, it may be a good thing to put down the heavy curtains to warm up the wine and chat, and laugh at the ancient wood and silver makeup.This time is not a good time, the autumn leaves have just turned yellow, and it is still the season when the trees are full of shade. The snow-white tomb under the green and green ancient trees is almost abrupt.

The Ninth Princess of Yu Kingdom is buried inside, and perhaps a part of the young man around him is also buried.

There is no word on the stele, but if you read it carefully, you can see a flying phoenix hovering up, lifelike, as if it could fly out of the stone at any time.

Shangguan Hongxin stepped forward and said, "I'm here to see you."

The relaxed temperature made Qiao Rulai involuntarily press the back of her hand. Their body temperature was much different, which didn't seem to be the case at first.

In front of the tombstone was an exquisite small bamboo barrel, which was thought to be wine for worship, but Shangguan Hongxin picked up the wine raisins hanging on the bamboo barrel, filled it with liquid and poured it on the wordless stele, colorless It is also tasteless, but pure water.

"This is a custom in my hometown. There shouldn't be one in the Central Plains. Sweeping the tomb means washing away the lead, and it means washing away the sins of the world." Shangguan Hongxin knelt in front of the tomb and patiently wet the tombstone. an inch.Seeing Qiao Tathagata clasped his hands together, he didn't show the expression he had when he was listening to the scriptures, but smiled, "Thank you very much, although my sister doesn't believe in Buddhism, she has studied a few books carefully, and I am very grateful." interested."

Qiao Tathagata lowered her eyes, moved her thin lips, and slowly moved the crystal clear beads one by one.Wei Mo sparks flashed before his eyes, his nails hurt, and he pinched too hard on the joint, accompanied by scattered light, without using any mirror, he knew that his face must be bleak at this moment.

Shangguan Hongxin had already stood up, smoothed the hem of his clothes carefully, and looked over with a quiet gaze that seemed to be smiling.

Three points of scrutiny, three points of relief, three points of regret, and one point of strange indifference in the end.

The boy who burned Nixia Valley burned all the races and demons. Once he lost the perception of the preciousness of life, he could not be called cruel. He was a monster living in the empty shell of human beings. No wonder he could no longer grow. for he is long dead.

The sudden strong wind blows Qiao Tathagata a few steps back, the mist is dense and steaming, but it is a little misleading, the ambiguous dark color becomes the only one in the world, and the only bright thing is the blood-colored glass that is no longer familiar to the snow-white tomb, just like in memory Gorgeous and gorgeous, the fine beads swayed in the wind, turning back the shimmer, illuminating the handsome face under the tree, it was too peaceful.

The three dark boulders floating in the air looked like probing eyes, exuding deep malice. Qiao Tathagata felt familiar, and in a blink of an eye, he confirmed that he had indeed seen this unidentifiable spar.

"Juzi." The young man called out slowly.

Once a word is said, there is no room for it.

Qiao Tathagata squeezed the prayer beads tightly, "Does it have to be like this?"

"Are you going to let the god of evil do harm to the world?" The voice of the answer was much gentler than usual, the boulder turned into freezing autumn water, and Shangguan Hongxin held the sword by his side, and said plainly: "I didn't know the Mo sect's relationship with Juzi at first. What do you think, now it seems that if you can't kill me, Young Master Kaiming will take your place and put an end to the evil god."

Without saying a word, Qiao Tathagata folded her palms together, and then spread them out to form a long sword out of thin air.His technique is not proficient, he doesn't know martial arts in the first place, he should be prepared to completely rely on Zhi Geliu, his posture is calm and calm.

"It seems that Ce Tianfeng is not as careless to you as I imagined."

Shangguan Hongxin held his sword in his hand, forcing people to approach him with a cold light.Qiao Tathagata raised her sword to block, and the tiger's mouth was numb from the strong impact.The Buddha beads were shaking in a mess, and he frowned slightly, facing the clear killing intent in his transparent golden eyes, his unskilled power detected the danger earlier than his consciousness, and his body hastily backed away, narrowly avoiding the sword that almost cut his throat.

With two fingers raised together, across the edge of the sword, Qiao Tathagata lowered her eyes, and once again held the sword light firmly, her usual soft gaze was already cold.

Although he is not good at martial arts, lacks experience and tricks, he can control Zhige flow more and more smoothly during battles. Although there are many flaws, the victory lies in the grand and majestic accumulation of thousands of years of magic power, but what he faces is the same old will power and magic skills. Wu Shuangxiu's Shangguan Hongxin couldn't keep up with the rhythm, his panting affected his dodge, and even simple defense gradually became very difficult. What's worse, after his physical strength was greatly exhausted, he showed signs of being controlled by Zhi Geliu.

Shangguan Hongxin sighed quietly: "Juzi, goodbye."

Qiao Rulai pursed her lips, a strange look flashed across her pale eyes, completely surrendered control, and took the initiative to attack with a breath.

Thousands of swords turned into a sword light, and every move and every move was aimed at the opponent's life gate. The absolute power has no advantage in the face of the huge wish power with the same long history, and the decline will be irreversible after all.Shangguan Hongxin came back with a horizontal sword, Mo Kuang leaned forward and stabbed him bravely, it was a losing-lose situation for both sides.

Shangguan Hongxin smiled suddenly, seventy percent of his strength was relieved immediately.But Mo Kuang's sword's momentum remained undiminished, and it could not be withdrawn. When the chest pierced through, hot blood splashed on Qiao Tathagata's snow-white robes and fair cheeks, and mixed into the cold wound on the side of the neck caused by the sword energy. Whose blood is it.

The long sword fell to the ground with a muffled sound and returned to a round spar. Shangguan Hongxin was on the verge of falling, and was caught by Qiao Rulai and sat on the ground together. Seeing that his brows and eyes were still cold, he coughed and smiled: "You are more beautiful than I imagined!" It's more ruthless, but still soft-hearted, it's way too much."

While speaking, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth couldn't be wiped away, Qiao Rulai stared at him without saying a word, as if he didn't know him, with a strange expression.

Shangguan Hongxin smiled lowly: "I can hold on for a while longer."

There were faint sparks of no temperature in the bloody chest, and the spirit of the phoenix was trying its best to mend the broken body.The fingertips overflowed with faint light, and the five fingers seemed to be much lighter, and the shadows of veins and bones could be seen through the skin. Although the wound showed signs of recovery, Shangguan Hong believed that he would never heal again due to this power, and he even It is expected, the spirit of the phoenix that has been left alone in the world for a long time has already become a curse like a shackle, and the demon-slaying sword array can finally cut off its obsession with finding a host.

Trying to draw out the sword blade in his chest, only moved a little, and the heart-pounding pain made him almost faint.The white and soft hand touched Mo Kuang, and suddenly he grasped it hard, and the whole hand was dripping with blood.

Shangguan Hongxin's complexion suddenly changed, "What are you doing?"

"...You said you wanted to stay with me." Qiao Rulai's usual soft voice became hoarse and soft, but it sounded very serious, "Does this seem like you want to stay with me?"

Without waiting for an answer, Qiao Tathagata pulled out Mo Kuang without hesitation.He was out of breath in pain, dizzy due to excessive blood loss, and in a daze, blood was smeared on several places on his eyebrows, throat, and body, and his scarred hands were pressed to his chest. It was strangely warm.Shangguan Hongxin managed to gather his mind, and found that the wound was closing up at an unusually fast speed. The fatal injury was no longer frightening, and it became a wound that can be recovered after recuperation.Qiao Rulai, who was not injured, began to vomit blood continuously, and the blood seeped into the wound, beating strangely as if it had life.The five fingers that tended to be transparent returned to normal. Shangguan Hongxin suddenly came to his senses. He pressed his shoulder to examine carefully, and clasped his wrist in amazement.

"Aren't you the one who said you want to stay with me?" Tears welled up in Qiao Rulai's eyes, revealing a bit of unusual stubbornness, and the blushing cross between her brows against her pale face seemed to be dripping with blood.

Shangguan Hongxin said bitterly: "The Queen Huang taught you!"

"My lord is so enlightened to prevaricate, I have no other choice." Qiao Rulai said in a broken voice, raising her voice.

"……madness!"

Shangguan Hongxin's face darkened, and once the healing of the wound stopped, Qiao Rulai no longer vomited blood, turned his head and wiped away his tears without a trace, his spirit was too tense, he couldn't take a breath and passed out.

When Young Master Kaiming arrived, the calm under the glazed tree had just returned, the formation had not been closed, the world was dark, and the white mist was hazy and drifting away.

He looked into a pair of cold golden eyes, and seeing the snow-white figure lying on the man's lap, he immediately threw out his weapon with a majestic killing intent.

"Put it away." Shangguan Hongxin said wearily without dodging or evading, "I have already unlocked the forbidden curse that suppressed the emergence."

"What?" Young Master Kaiming noticed that the influence of feathering on him had disappeared, his eyes fell on Qiao Rulai, and he gasped, "He divided your luck...? As long as he casts the spell, don't die, There will be no problem in Ping An's life."

Shangguan Hongxin gritted his teeth and said: "He also used the spell of the same life. Fortunately, he is not proficient. I can reverse part of it. The trouble is that it is no longer clear who is providing whose life. As you can see, in the future Not only live together, but also die together.”

Rao is the young master Kaiming who never plays cards according to common sense, and at this time he was too shocked to speak, Shangguan Hongxin said coldly: "You always said that it depends on us, and you still hold him back late, did you not expect Huang Will he directly confuse him to learn these two kinds of black arts in the end? It's really a good show for nothing!"

Young Master Kaiming was speechless, and rubbed his nose with a smirk, "From the result, it's pretty good for you... right?"

Shangguan Hongxin sneered, let him support him, wobbled and carried Qiao Tathagata in his arms, and went back to the other courtyard in the mountain without further words.

***

An ordinary hut in the Central Plains is always empty for most of the year. Occasionally, a pair of masters and apprentices come back to take care of it. When winter comes, a white-clothed practitioner lives in with a black-clothed boy.The doctor who was the master in the early years came to check the pulse in person, and when the apprentice was able to take charge of it alone, he gave it full authority.The boy in black never said a word, took the prescription silently from the doctor, and patiently decocted the medicine in the yard, leaving the man in white sleeping in the room leaning on the charcoal basin.When the season warmed up and the patient recovered, he bid farewell to the doctors and went on a trip together again.

Young master Kaiming seldom set foot in the Central Plains, and it was only during this visit that he realized that it was already ten years ago that he parted from Ce Tianfeng, a pair of sick apprentices.

Qiao Tathagata still looks gentle and gentle, and she doesn't seem to be much different from what she remembers.On the contrary, Shangguan Hongxin started to grow up again after the incident, becoming a little taller than the people around him, his face faded from childishness, there was a bit of gloom when he was silent, and the familiar words were still tinged with thorns.

Just like in the past, the young and tender young master Kaiming pointed at himself and yelled, "Don't you think it's strange to ask me to take over Zhigeliu? I'm a demon."

"He's in good health, so we don't necessarily need to transfer magic power now." Shangguan Hongxin seemed to be smiling but didn't smile, his tone couldn't be serious or joking, "However, I think that the demons who have been observing for hundreds of years can stop fighting. It's very interesting how long you can stay under the stream, if you work hard, we can still catch up to offer you an incense stick, and send you a sacrificial message by the way—thank you."

"...Shangguan Hongxin!" Young Master Kaiming jumped in anger, and it was Qiao Rulai who thanked him so he could barely suppress the evil words he was about to utter.

Not only did the demons agree, but in order to satisfy their curiosity, they also happily accepted the magic power and immediately started Zhigeliu.He went back to the room and looked around, rushed out and screamed, "I want to return the product! Where's the cross mark? Why is there a mole between my eyebrows? It's so stupid!"

Shangguan Hongxin lazily said: "I still remember you bragging that you have practiced Buddhism, so it is true."

Qiao Tathagata saluted from the side, "Thank you Mr. Ce, we will see you later."

"It's gone, it's gone, everything related to Ce Tianfeng is troublesome, and there will be no future." The young master Kaiming recruited the baby Muyuan in a bad mood, and left in a cool manner.

Qiao Rulai breathed out a breath of white air, and tightened the thick robe around her body. Shangguan Hongxin still felt that it was not enough, and he was about to cover his head and face with his collar, but he gave up after being stared at.Qiao Tathagata thought about it, and went back to the warm room. There were two or three charcoal basins in the inner room, and she sat on the couch in front of the bed. There was a hand stove for smokers, and she didn't feel cold even if she wore less clothes.

He has always lived alone, and when he returned to the Central Plains, he was afraid that Shangguan Hongxin would not adapt, but he did not expect that he would not see such a delicate person who opened his mouth and stretched out his hands in the devil world, and it didn't matter if he did it himself.Maybe the past 20 years have been too boring, and I have learned a lot of messy skills, and it has benefited others a lot when living together.

After Shangguan Hongxin gathered his robe and hung it aside, Qiao Tathagata called someone over, leaned comfortably on his shoulder and smiled, "Are you happy that you succeeded in throwing the pot out?"

Shangguan Hongxin sorted out the books on the side, and said: "I'm happy, can you live in peace and recuperate until early summer?"

"It's too boring to be bored at home, I still want to go out."

"Although I really don't want to say it directly, with the little magic power you have left, going out is the trouble..." Seeing Qiao Tathagata pursing her lips with a slight displeasure, Shangguan Hongxin said softly: "It's still the same, say You will come for the ghosts that make sense, and I will come for the ones that don’t make sense, okay? There will be absolutely no danger.”

Qiao Tathagata shook her head, "Not good, I have to do it myself."

"...What exactly do you want?"

The helpless appearance drew a chuckle, and Shangguan Hongxin also realized that if he really cared about it, he would be confused. He was stunned for a while, snorted angrily, picked up the book and read it for a while, and went out to serve the medicine he had boiled on a small fire .

Qiao Tathagata leaned against the smoked cage, her body was warm, and her heart was also warm.

They can still spend a long time in ordinary life together, life and death, life and death together, it will be a matter of many days later.