Golden Light Puppet Show·Yan Qiao·Guiyan

07

Sunlight shines into the unfamiliar room through the thin white gauze. The screen, cushions, tables, and dwarfs all correspond to the ancient styles of Yuguo. Wearing a black toga.

In addition to the fragrance of ink, there is another faint fragrance in the room, the two phases are mixed, faintly refreshing.

On a few cases, white porcelain brush washers are inserted with a few wolf hairs at random, and there are many dried colors on the side.In the spread thin silk, the cultivator in white clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and said nothing, the ink blots were completely dry, smudged deeply and lightly, like clouds and mist.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, the mind is suddenly in the clouds, and the confusion that wraps the thoughts is the lonely wandering of the painter who does not know where to go.

His mind seemed to be full of thousands of words, but it seemed empty. Qiao Tathagata silently tightened the slightly open neckline, and slowly smoothed out the crumpled monk's clothes. He found that there was still a shrine token given by the Queen of Phoenix hanging on his waist. He came down and threw it out, hesitated for a moment, and finally kept it in his sleeve.

Pushing open the door, the bamboo forest swayed rustlingly, making the rustle depressing.The maid came forward to greet him from nearby, he thought for a while and asked where Mr. Ce was, and he was in the front hall when he got the answer.

The ethereal devilish energy is like light smoke, but a corner is deliberately leaked. The devilish energy that was first felt from Shangguan Hongxin, and the devilish energy borrowed during the celebration, are all indistinct. This shows how strong it should be, enough to last for a long time. Borrowing, as it should be, is the ruler of the Demon World Shura Empire.

Passerby in the sea of ​​clouds turned around, nodded slightly, "It's been a long time, sir."

He was born gentle and dressed in white clothes. When we first met, Qiao Rulai somehow reminded Qiao Tathagata of his father Shi Yanwen, but when he opened his mouth with a lively tone, he was not the same.

This liveliness was just an appearance, he hurried on the road or didn't think carefully, he really didn't see anything clearly.

"Ce Jun." Qiao Rulai paused, and then said the name he knew, "Young Master is enlightened."

"Oh my, I've seen Juzi."

The long eyebrows of the passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds raised slightly, and his gentle face showed a completely different expression from before, so that it seemed absurd.He held up the feather fan, covered half of his face, approached, and said almost close to his ear: "I want to keep this face for a while, it's boring to be called out."

Qiao Tathagata flicked the prayer beads in her hand without changing her face.

"Aren't you going to thank me?" The dark eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold mockery, and the passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds laughed behind the feather fan: "You are lost in the mountains, and the king of wild geese looks bored and wants to turn around. I was the one who lifted him from the tree Push it up and down, and save your life from the mountain ghost."

Qiao Rulai lowered her eyes slightly, and her eyes fell on the left hand holding the Buddhist beads.The fingertips turned white when pressed, and the strange redness faded away, but it didn't hurt.He collected his thoughts and said in a low voice, "Thank you Cejun."

"Ce Tianfeng—maybe you are more used to calling him Mo Cangli—how did he tell you about King Yan?" Yun Hai Passerby sighed innocently, and said slowly: "You humans, you just have a short life. I still have a lot of thoughts. I can find out the whereabouts of that annoying guy Ce Tianfeng, but I can't figure out his mind—probably no one can figure out his mind. You are so meek, do you think he just asked you to come over? To see how King Yan is doing? Even thinking about it, I know it's impossible!"

He turned the feather fan, smiled casually, "Don't let me down, after all, if you fail, I will have to do it, I still want to be gentle for a while."

"It's too early for Ce Jun to speak." Qiao Rulai understood what he said, and her usual flamboyant eyebrows and eyes were usually soft and amiable, but at this moment the frost and snow rolled up and the chill rose, and she looked cold.

The passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds didn't care, "You should have seen the Queen of Phoenix when you went to Yu Country, right? That woman always likes to watch plays in the dark."

Qiao Tathagata took a breath and said in a low voice: "My lord priest knows everything, and my reaction is exactly as she expected."

"Then she should be satisfied." The passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds smiled, "Juzi, do you know why the Jingu Palace is the most important place in the Kingdom of Yu after the Taiji Palace?"

"After the lord of the Feather Kingdom thousands of years ago...the sons of God have never had a holiday. Everyone in the world says that heaven is jealous of talents, and they will be hurt if they are extremely intelligent."

"Yeah, before I met the first God Son, I also thought that the God Sons would worry about themselves to death."

"No matter what the purpose is, the Son of God who longed for power began to emerge as a fierce god. For the sake of the country's destiny, the Jingu handled everything on behalf of the Lord of Yu Kingdom." Qiao Tathagata looked straight at him, "Ke Ce Jun helped him."

"Wrong, big mistake." Yunhai passer-by vetoed it, shook his feather fan and said with a smile: "I just need a son of God to experiment with the spell, and it is unexpected that I can delay the emergence. In fact, this spell has flaws, King Yan He can't leave me too far, because I have to go back to Yu Country, I have untied part of it, and now his situation is much worse, and it is very difficult for me to deal with it."

Qiao Tathagata was startled, and said hastily: "Mr. Ce has suppressed him for 20 years. The Son of God just lost his destiny. There must be a way—"

"Ha, who is willing to share the good fortune, and who can give up the impermanent national fortune?" Yunhai Passenger casually interrupted the innocent-sounding remarks, and directly suggested, "Don't hesitate, kill it."

An unprecedented sternness flashed in Qiao Rulai's eyes, her lips were pursed into a straight line, but she didn't say much.

Passing through Yunhai smiled knowingly, "Oh? So you're prepared for the worst! It's good to make up your mind, after all, I don't want to worry about Zhi Geliu's whereabouts, whoever picks up the hot potato."

He recruited attendants, bowed politely, and looked elegant.

"Mr.'s complexion is not good. I think it's because I'm tired from traveling and traveling. Why don't you rest for a night before setting off. I'll take my leave first."

Qiaoru went back and forth between the rooms to change into a homely toga, and the shrine keepsake in the sleeve made a muffled sound as it hit the chair.He ate something, leaned against the table, and then took a sip of tea. He felt that it was tasteless. He changed the water and added tea leaves to brew again, but the juice was deep, thick and astringent. You are forcing yourself to drink bitter medicine.

Qiao Tathagata stroked the rim of the cup, lost in thought.

Seeing him for the first time in the rain, the boy in black fell from the sky and fell into a mess in the mountains. He looked at him with mixed contempt and rejected the umbrella he handed over. —Even so calmly that he used a title that he had never used before.

He couldn't imagine how he spent these 20 years.

Someone came to invite someone from outside, but Qiao Rulai didn't hear it for a while, she reacted, and hurried out.

The weather in the Demon World is really weird, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is much cooler than in Yu Country, when the wind blows, he doesn't care to get into his sleeves.The drowsy setting sun seemed to be stained with blood, grinding his heart like a blunt knife, Qiao Tathagata stroked his arm and let out a long breath of relief.

Shangguan Hongxin was not outside, Qiao Rulai walked into the inner room, only to see him lazily leaning on the bed and knocking on the chess cup, the black robe he was wearing casually was wrinkled, his cheeks were flushed, as if he had just woken up.

"Why are you wearing so little?" Shangguan Hongxin was surprised, except for his voice, which was slightly lower than usual.

Qiao Tathagata didn't respond, she sat down on the lower cushion, and Zhimo took the lead in landing a son on Tianyuan.

"Did you see the painting?"

"In your eyes, I am like that?"

"do not like?"

"Not really, I just don't feel very popular."

"I told you earlier that I was pestering you."

Shangguan Hongxin smiled lightly, black and white you come and go, quickly occupying a small piece of the chessboard.

No matter when, Shangguan Hongxin's actions are always fast and ruthless.He dislikes Qiao Tathagata's indecisiveness, and set a time limit so he can't think too long, so he has also been worn down a lot recently.It's just that Qiao Tathagata was absent-minded, she made a wrong step and missed a corner, and she gradually lost momentum. Shangguan Hongxin picked up Mozi but slowed down, and suddenly asked: "Where are you going to get the things?"

One moment she was still chattering and praising the newly bought Su Hemo, but the next moment she turned to an irrelevant topic, and Qiao Tathagata slowed down and said, "Heishuicheng."

"It's not too far from the border between the Shura Empire and the Dark Alliance. I'll take you there."

"I... will leave tomorrow."

"Okay." Shangguan Hongxin was about to pour tea, but he accidentally pushed the teapot down, and subconsciously picked it up, his hand was dripping wet, and it was scalded red.The maid brought a towel, and he wiped it casually before letting people back out.

Qiao Rulai was worried in her heart, she sat over to the tentacles for a moment, and touched them along the back of her hand calmly, feeling that his whole body was much hotter than usual, as if he had a fever.There is nothing strange about the person, he is very energetic, and he still has time to smile: "What are you going to do?"

"...Shangguan Hongxin..."

"Ok?"

"Set it up." Qiao Rulai said in a low voice.

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This is the appearance of his love, so real after walking into the world of mortals, he put his heart into his hands without saying a word.He had laughed at his indecision, and now it felt good—he was good in every way.

Just, it's a pity.

After a night without dreams, the sky was bright, Shangguan Hongxin looked in the mirror and noticed a few strands of red in his hair, he stroked it aside, undressed and washed, and went to the study.

The small portrait painted yesterday was put on the table after being framed. Facing the overcrowded bookshelf, Shangguan Hongxin was thinking about where to put it, when a long and drawn out sound came, and he wanted to cover his ears immediately.

"King Wild Goose—" The pale, bloodless young man poked his head out at the door, his unbelievably high bun was crumbling, his golden eyes were somewhat similar to those of Shangguan Hongxin, and there was a trace of evil in the corner of his smiling mouth, "Will you go?" What are you going to do next?"

"My lord is enlightened. In comparison, you are not so annoying as a passer-by in the sea of ​​clouds."

Young master Kaiming flipped the dangling pendant on the hairpin, and said with a smile: "It's boring to be discovered, and I don't want to play anymore if it's boring."

Shangguan Hongxin lazily said: "It was unnecessary."

"Qiao Rulai is convinced of my words. Back then, Ce Tianfeng would be pissed to death when he saw it. Speaking of him, he still has this temper after studying for a year. Did Ce Tianfeng look away? Pity you didn't touch it. Good time."

"Okay, where is Mu Yuan? Heishui City is not far away, so I'll pay you back at night."

Young Master Kaiming clapped his hands and said: "You really have an idea, why don't you just send him there like this? I want to go too, I can't wait to see him feel the repaired Mo Kuang facing your crying face." Feeling very boring, "Hey, so cold, where did that cute crying bag go?"

Shangguan Hongxin glanced at him and said: "Thought you wanted to seek justice for your nephew, so you just wanted to say such nonsense? I still remember the warning from earlier."

"Aren't I afraid that you will kill Juzi casually? Just live." Young Master Kaiming waved his hand nonchalantly, "Although I'm really curious about what you think of him."

"I like him." Shangguan Hongxin said immediately.

His attitude was so sincere that Young Master Kaiming couldn't see any falsehood, and said with a half-smile: "You are really getting weirder and weirder."

"Maybe it's because I've been dead for so long."

The bland answer made Young Master Kaiming speechless for a while.

He didn't want to pay attention to Juzi's magic letter back then, but because the letter mentioned his target, the fierce Yue Jiangchao, he had to set off on a wooden mandarin duck, cursing that evil-hating human race in his heart.

Arriving at Nixia Valley on the border of Yu Kingdom, the vanguard army of the Jiyue Jiang Dynasty had already been reduced to ashes, but after being surprised, they were bored. Someone did the work for him, and the iron rod on his shoulder was useless.

In the dangerous river gorge, the fire continued, the scorched earth covered the sky, and no one survived—oh, there are still some, he threw the weapon casually, and the huge vibration made the only person who was not burned raise his head.

A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face that remained blank, huge wings flickering behind his back, a few strands of red in his scattered long hair, the golden eyes flickering from time to time, a flame-like brilliance enveloped him , scattered around.

"God Son of Yu Country... fierce god, ha!"

The earth's energy began to fluctuate, and the tip of Young Master Kaiming's tongue brushed across his upper lip, already showing killing intent.

"Devil Qi... are you here to kill me...?" The young man raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't care what I do, please save my sister."

Young Master Kaiming glanced at the similar but lifeless face in his arms, and flatly refused.

Was he crazy to not see a hole that big in his chest?Being shot through by Ji Yue Jiangchao's heavy bow, the girl probably died on the spot.

The fluctuating earth energy became more chaotic, but the light around the young man gradually faded away.

He was crying silently.

It's interesting to see it this way.

Young Master Kaiming thought of the spell that he had no chance to use before, and maliciously thought that he should not follow Juzi's way of thinking, "Son of God, Yu Country has not noticed the changes here, do you want to live?"

He didn't get a response, so he talked to himself and pulled him to the wooden mandarin duck. The young master Kaiming chirped and said, "Come on, let's go to the Demon World, where you have ten pairs of wings, and no one will find it strange that you have colorful hair and eyes. It's a good place." .”

The wooden mandarin duck lifted into the sky, the young man woke up like a dream, glanced at the magnificent Nixia Valley, bowed his head and hugged the girl tightly in his arms, the tears that kept falling melted away the blood stained on her face, as if the tightly closed eyes The tears of blood flowed from the beautiful eyes.

Young Master Kaiming looked at it in panic, and couldn't help frowning.The aura of the Son of God is no longer human, not a demon, nor a spirit. What exactly did he pull?

Not long after, Shen Shenhai received a news report from Yuguo, and the young master Kaiming ran to the study to finish reading aloud. The young man named Shangguan Hongxin just read the head of the book without lifting it, and still did not respond to the newly released seal. The king called down like this.

Young master Kaiming's spells, which he devoted himself to studying because of a joke, were more than half successful on Shangguan Hongxin, but the god son he met by chance passed away a hundred and fifty years ago, and the grass on the grave can grow into a green hill, which has long been meaningless.

It's rare to see fellow disciples, and it is said that Juzi may change soon.Ce Tianfeng was deeply influenced by Zhi Geliu, and he was so ill that he took an apprentice with him—a young disciple who believed in Buddhism—it was really amazing.Young master Kaiming thought that he would explain something before he died, but he didn't expect that the long-lost message would be the same as before, and people would be so angry that they wanted to pass the candle to solve it, but it was a pity that the spell couldn't burn it.Juzi's heart is deep, he can't figure it out, so he just acts according to his own understanding, no matter how he doesn't care about the identity of the Mo sect, if he doesn't respect Zhi Geliu, he can't just sit back and watch the secret arts of the master's sect disappear.

Seeing that Shangguan Hongxin finally found the place he wanted and stuffed it into the scroll, Young Master Kaiming said casually, "The counter-curse is quite fast, do you want to do it again?"

"Wait for me to come back." Shangguan Hongxin shrugged, "It will take an hour or two to finish the blessing. It's not good to show pain."

The young master didn't smile, he just said: "Oh, it seems that you won't let me down."

"You also know what I am like at the moment." He said casually, turned and left.

The room was quiet and quiet, Shangguan Hongxin lay beside Qiao Tathagata boredly, wrapped a few strands of messy white hair and his own brown-red hair around his fingers, curled them up to play, and fell asleep mistyly, blinded by the light. I opened my eyes sharply, the sun was already past noon.

Qiao Rulai was making tea on the outer couch. Just as she put down the teapot, Shangguan Hongxin, who hurried out from behind the screen, hugged her waist and couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong with you?"

Shangguan Hongxin rubbed his neck, and it took him a long time before he spoke, "Heishui City is not far away, and we will be there in a short time by taking a wooden mandarin duck." After a while, he added dissatisfiedly, "It's too fast."

Qiao Tathagata said softly, "You have had a good time without me for a few years."

"I didn't have you before—"

Shangguan Hongxin stopped speaking suddenly.

The soft touch left his forehead, and Qiao Rulai gently stroked his hair, his eyes were still a little red, showing a very plain appearance.

He has become different, as for where, I can't tell at the moment.When he was leaving, seeing Qiao Tathagata sitting still and upright, obviously a little scared, Shangguan Hongxin smiled, took him to point to the mountain under him, casually talked about what he had encountered, and let him down at the foot of the mountain .

"Go south and you will arrive at Heishui City in a short time. That place is hidden in an array of organs, so be careful."

After Shangguan Hongxin finished speaking, the two were silent, Qiao Rulai seemed surprised, and said with a smile: "Why don't I swear now?"

"...You go." Shangguan Hongxin rarely showed embarrassment, jumped on the wooden mandarin duck and left.

Did not ask when to come back, maybe it would be best not to come back at all.

Qiao Tathagata lowered her head to arrange the prayer beads, and suddenly heard the sound of a flute, which was melodious and crisp, reciprocating and gradually drifting in the wind.He took out the token of the shrine from his sleeve, passed a stream on the road, and threw it in casually.