Second-generation ancestor

One fire, one ashes.Life is short and lifeless.

The Bieyuan has been neatly tidied up, every plant and tree, as if they had just entered Nanping, as if nothing had happened.The more you whitewash the peace, the more regret is surging in the undercurrent like a tide.

This is the seventh night after Song Jing's death. Rumor has it that the first seven nights are the soul-returning nights.

Stepping into the night, Bai Hao pushed open the door, and the door "squeaked" instantly broke the silence. The smell of alcohol and the smell of sour and rotten food rushed towards his face. Taking advantage of the moonlight shining through the room, he barely walked around A few broken wine bottles walked into the depths of the room.

Skip it hastily, the clothes are all over the floor, and the room seems to be empty.Faintly, one or two rough panting sounds were heard, Bai Hao sighed, and walked quickly to the inner side of the bed curtain, seeing that the man was staggering drunk, he couldn't tell if he was angry or sad.He picked up Song Dongyang, carried him on his shoulders, and threw him on the bed.

After lighting up the lamp, Bai Hao said: "For the first seven nights, you should go offer incense to your father."

Song Dongyang blocked his eyes with his arm, turned sideways, and said, "When the wine is finished, help me get another bottle." This was the only sentence he said after Song Jing died.

Bai Hao was stiff all over, clenched his fists in anger, threw himself on the bed, pulled Song Dongyang up and said, "Life and death, if your father sees you like this, he will definitely want to slap you to death!"

Song Dongyang turned over and pressed Bai Hao under his body. The two of them rolled to the ground, his back fell heavily on the ground, and the piercing pain made most of the wine sober in an instant.

Seeing that his face changed slightly, Bai Hao hurriedly looked up and down, and asked nervously, "Where did you fall?"

Song Dongyang pushed Bai Hao away and shouted, "Get out! Get out now!"

Bai Hao grabbed Song Dongyang's shoulder and said, "The bones of the dead are not cold, and the survivors only know that they are drunk and dreaming of death. Song Dongyang, you are a coward."

"Hmph!" Song Dongyang sneered, gently shook off Bai Hao's hand, stood up unsteadily and said, "Face, Bai Hao, do you expect me to face it so much?"

Bai Hao stood up and said, "Only by facing life directly can we live and die calmly."

Song Dongyang looked at Bai Hao, and said bitterly: "Okay...okay...the Song family has 85 people, and now counting my father, there are 86 lives in total. Should I count it on Bai Shuwang's head, or on yours? On top of the house!"

"What did you say?"

"Didn't you ask me why I spoke coldly to you after I rescued my father? That's because I know that Bai Shuwang is the real culprit who destroyed the Song family!"

Bai Hao grabbed Song Dongyang's arms and said, "No...impossible, it's the way of the devil..."

"Haha, Demonic Daoist? Will the Demonic Taoist set off your Bai family's fireworks?"

"Bai family fireworks?"

Song Dongyang looked at Bai Hao and said: "That night you chased Lin Xin from Huayin Hall to Miyu Pavilion before he was seriously injured and fell into a coma. You set off fireworks in Bai's house. Do you know that the fireworks also appeared on the night of the extermination?"

"These fireworks are just for the disciples of the Bai family to ask for help. They are for..." Bai Hao's mind suddenly recalled the scene of that night, just in time to bump into Bai Shuwang going out in a hurry, and his words stopped abruptly.

"On the day of the rescue, Bai Shuwang firmly insisted that my father was in collusion with the Demon Cult, and vowed to convict him without waiting for the martial arts conference. How can he be so sure? Unless he went to Song's house that night."

Bai Hao remained silent, Song Dongyang turned his back and stopped looking at him: "That night, I deliberately planned to win back the original method, so I poisoned the meal, causing everyone to temporarily lose their internal energy, but unexpectedly, the magic way The middleman came suddenly, although I don't know the grievances and grievances, but Bai Shuwang went to Song's house that night without saying anything, regardless of his status as the leader of the martial arts alliance, he was thrown into prison, my father would never die if he had a heart to protect his body, but he died!" Song Dongyang turned around suddenly, looked at Bai Haodao, "Now, where is the mind? Where is the method of returning to the original state?"

Bai Hao said: "You said that my father killed you all over the house and robbed you of your mind. That day, all the people who besieged you and me in the small garden in the bamboo forest were demons!"

Song Dongyang pointed to the outside of the door and said: "The devil can travel thousands of miles to come to Nanping? If it were Chaoge's death curse, the whole city would have been wiped out! You and I still have lives standing here? Bai Hao! Wake up, if It's not the Bai family's favor, how did they surround Zhulin Xiaoyuan and retreat. From the beginning, this was a round, a murderous round?"

Bai Hao said: "President Song has been locked in the dungeon for so long, if my father wanted to kill him earlier, why wait until today?"

"Hehe, why did you wait until today?" Song Dongyang spread out his palms and looked at his hands. A sense of powerlessness rose from his fingers, and he grabbed it, but it was empty. It was me who insisted on rescuing my father! It was me who poisoned that night so that the thieves could take advantage of it. Day and night, I regret it! So, how can I stand for revenge? Even my own hands are covered with song Family blood, one piece after another."

Bai Hao stepped forward, hugged Song Dongyang tightly in his arms and said, "Dongyang, don't worry, I have everything, and I will check everything out."

Song Dongyang buried his head in Bai Hao's neck, and said, "Affinity follows fate, but fate is shallow."

Bai Hao hugged Song Dongyang a little tighter, as if letting go at this moment, this person would melt away immediately.

Song Dongyang couldn't tell whether it was weeping or panting, and he murmured: "If you can choose, I'd rather you never know. Bai Hao, I really don't want to leave you."

Bai Hao remained silent, but secretly exerted force on his hand.

After taking care of Song Dongyang to sleep, Bai Hao felt relieved when Ye Shun felt his pulse.He was dressed in black with a black face, and changed into a strong outfit. Ye Shun said, "Are you really planning to visit Bai's house at night? If you meet Bai Shuwang, you are not afraid of him..."

Bai Hao said: "He is always my father."

Ye Shun thought for a while, and then said: "If it is found that he is really..."

Bai Hao's eyes were full of sadness, he glanced at Ye Shun, then sighed: "He is always my father."

After a while, Bai Hao went to the study.Getting started in the dark, Bai Hao is careful and has a photographic memory. In the early years, the disciples of the Bai family arranged for the layout of the mansion to be clearly understood.It's just that he is usually benevolent and reticent, and he doesn't want to attract people's attention.

He walked around the table case, groped carefully on the bookcase, pressed the protrusion on the side wall, slowly moved the bookcase away, and then closed it forcefully.He lit a candle and went inside. Inside the secret door was another compartment, which was arranged exactly like the study room.The only difference is that the plaque on the top of his head has been changed from "Upright and Bright" to "Supreme and Supreme". Bai Hao glanced at the plaque, jumped up, took a palm-sized black brocade box from the word "Shang", and opened it on the ground. It is a roll of bound cowhide hand roll.He sent the empty wooden box to the plaque, and just checked the hand scroll with peace of mind. When he unfolded it, the eight characters "Concentric recovery, all things return to one" vividly appeared in his eyes, which made his eyes swell.

Bai Hao put away the hand scroll, hid it in his bosom, put out the fire, and came out from the secret door. Just as he closed the bookcase, he suddenly heard footsteps back and forth, holding his breath and hiding behind the screen.

Bai Shuwang pushed the door open and entered, impatiently said to the person behind him: "If you enter my Bai's house in the middle of the night, if there is a third time, don't blame me for taking your life.

A person came after him, with a smile on his face, and he said with a charming voice: "Master Bai, you and I are allies, why are you shouting and killing all day long?"

Bai Hao's joints instantly stiffened as if they had been filled with lead.The voice of Song Dongyang is still in my ears, and the death of Song Jing is vivid in my mind.

"Say! What's the matter?"

Zhao Hongchen said politely: "I will help you take care of a matter on my mind, and it is time for you to help me sort out this demonic mess."

"Did you find him?" Bai Shuwang asked.

"It's in Nanping."

Bai Shuwang thought for a while and said, "Are you sure that we can kill him with our strength?"

Zhao Hongchen said: "Maybe it didn't work in the past, why not give it a try today, after all, he is also your confidant, after all..."

Zhao Hongchen wanted to speak again, but Bai Shuwang stretched out his hand to stop him, a person walked out slowly from the shadow of the screen, stared at Bai Shuwang's eyes, and yelled "Father" sonorously.

Zhao Hongchen's eyes widened in shock, and it was the first time in his life that he saw the eavesdropper appear in a big way.

The surroundings froze instantly, and countless undercurrents surged.

Zhao Hongchen looked left and right, his inner strength gradually froze in Bai Shuwang's palm, and the demon-killing sword shone brightly in Bai Hao's hand.

Bai Hao said: "Did you want to kill me?"

Facing Bai Hao's provocation, Bai Shuwang remained cold, and said indifferently: "It seems that you have been away for too long, so you should stay at home and think about it in the past few days."

"What if I refuse?"

Bai Shuwang's face darkened slightly, and he said, "I'll take care of my son, of course until you agree." After saying that, he slapped Bai Hao with his palm.

Zhao Hongchen stepped back a little, smiled slightly, and waited for this good show.

Bai Hao dodges, breaks through the window, flies to the courtyard in an instant, and Bai Shuwang follows closely behind him. He feels a little bit of difficulty in advancing and retreating. When he probes carefully, he finds that Bai Shuwang's martial arts methods seem to be quite different from a few days ago .

Bai Hao drew his sword, wherever the sword energy went, the branches and dead leaves fell and scattered.Bai Shuwang folded his palms into fists and jumped up. He wanted to force Bai Hao to retreat, but he didn't expect this man to move forward with determination, and said, "You kid, are you dying?"

Bai Hao said: "Father, you have understood me since you were a child."

Bai Shuwang knew in his heart that although Bai Hao seemed to advance and retreat properly, he was the most stubborn in his heart. Just now he was warning himself that if he couldn't walk today, he would rather die.

Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Hao stabbed with a sword. Bai Shu raised his palm to meet him, and his eyes met. , received the slap abruptly, and while Bai Shu was staring blankly, flew out of the fence.

Bai Shu looked at the direction where the plain back disappeared, his palm trembling slightly.The red shadow skipped over, and when he came back to his senses, there was no one in the courtyard.

With horseshoes rolling, Bai Hao tried his best to shuttle through the night, faster, faster.He touched his chest and continued on his way in peace.When he was approaching the Bieyuan, he faintly noticed the shadow behind him, so he became cruel and continued to move forward.There was a sharp pain in his chest, and his mind was buzzing.

The hidden weapon flew over and hit the horse. The horse let out a long cry and threw Bai Hao to the ground.Bai Hao opened his eyes slightly, the moon was bright in the sky, the birds were singing in the forest, and the breeze whizzed past his ears. At some point, he had already left the city.

After one step stopped, one person stepped forward slowly, and said softly: "Why does Mr. Bai have to go in such a hurry?"

Bai Hao took a deep breath, stood up and said, "My father would know that you chased me out of the house. Besides, you saw it just now, I would rather die than stay."

"Young Master Bai's words mean... I can neither kill you nor keep you?"

Bai Hao said, "What do you want?"

Zhao Hongchen pointed to Bai Hao's demon-killing sword and said, "This sword should also be returned to its original owner."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it. The demon-killing sword and demon-killing sword, let me see, what are your chances of winning?"

Bai Hao exerted a little force with his fingers, and the blade of the sword gradually became dazzling from a faint white light. When Zhao Hongchen approached, Bai Hao pushed the sword in front of him. Suddenly, the light blinded him a little.The flute slipped from the cuffs, resisting at the side.The body of the flute spun extremely fast in his hand, forcing Bai Hao to step back step by step.

Bai Hao walked up the tree trunk behind him, turned over Zhao Hongchen's head, took advantage of the situation, and stabbed out with his sword again.

Zhao Hongchen dodged and dodged, with palms flying everywhere, and pieces of begonia followed Bai Hao in pursuit.

Bai Hao raised his sword and cursed: "The sword will follow your heart, and those who stand in my way will die." In an instant, a huge pistol floated under his feet, emitting a shivering white light.Gradually standing in front of him, the petals of the crabapple were scattered everywhere.

Zhao Hongchen jumped up high, stood on the tree trunk, raised his flute, and played a melodious tune. In an instant, many green ghosts stood up in the forest, walking towards Bai Hao step by step.

Bai Hao took away the gun and greeted him with his sword. Wherever he went, he heard screams piercing the sky.After a while, the blood in his chest surged, Bai Hao glanced around, and there were more and more ghosts.

Zhao Hongchen put down his flute and said, "People who died in vain, souls who were wronged, can you kill them all?"

Bai Hao stepped forward and jumped into the air. His lips were pale, but his brows and eyes were full of light. He said calmly, "You reminded me."

He pulled out Chasing Love from his bosom, and the music was moving, washing away this wronged soul.

Zhao Hongchen was slightly surprised at first, and then said with a smile: "Zhuqing is actually in your hands, it seems that my trip today is really worthwhile."

As soon as the soul dissipated, Zhao Hongchen was already in front of him, the sound of the flute stopped suddenly, the fragrance scattered, and the sleeves of his clothes flew away. Every move, it turned out to be a beautiful face. Bai Hao suddenly felt the pain in his chest worsened, and his dantian was throbbing. He was a little dazed, Zhao Hongchen hooked his arms around Bai Hao's neck, and said delicately: "Young Master Bai has such a violent temper? Wouldn't it be better to be gentle?"

Bai Hao suddenly felt that the person in front of him was full of phantoms. He closed his eyes, frowned, and when he opened them again, the person was even more charming.

In a trance, I seemed to hear horseshoes flying around.Looking up, a person has come close, cursing: "Throw away that sissy who is not a man and a woman, Bai Hao, I will kill you?"

The corners of Bai Hao's mouth curled slightly, and his anxiety just fell to the ground, and he murmured: "It's okay, you're here."

Song Dongyang didn't have time to get off the horse, he wanted to kill Zhao Hongchen with his palm.Zhao Hongchen retreated in a hurry, the flute sounded again, and the ghosts surfaced, entangled on the shoulders and legs of the assassins who had just rushed to the Secret Language Pavilion, entangled with humans and ghosts, and there was chaos.

Song Dongyang held Bai Hao in his arms, and Bai Hao squinted at him, but Song Dongyang stared back fiercely, stretched out his hand and threw him on the horse, and said, "Let's go! Let's see if you can come back alive?"

He pulled the rein and ran to the distance, Zhao Hongchen put away his flute, and chased after the two of them, opening and closing his palms, Song Dongyang pressed Bai Hao down, the two hurriedly hid, a few strands of petals were firmly fixed on the tree stump.

The sound of the flute sounded again, and dozens of green shadows rose from the ground, rushing towards the two of them with ghostly roars and screams.

Song Dongyang closed his eyes in fright, and shouted: "Ghost!"

Bai Hao smiled, supported Song Dongyang's hand holding the rein, and said softly, "How can you see the road with your eyes closed like this?"

While talking, a green shadow quickly caught up, grabbed the pony's tail, lay down on the horse's buttocks and bit it hard.

The horse suddenly lost its direction, and continued to run wildly. The mountains and forests flashed by in front of him. Song Dongyang opened his eyes and looked around. The two of them crossed the cliff together.

Bai Hao picked up Song Dongyang, put his foot on the horse's back, and flew towards the edge of the cliff with all his strength.

Zhao Hongchen stretched out his hand and shouted at the two of them, "You..."

Bai Hao's eyebrows were sharp and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. He threw away the demon sword in his hand, hugged Song Dongyang tightly to his chest, and fell to the bottom of the cliff.Two balls of white light gushed out from the sword, and slowly the melodious sound was melodious. Surrounded by the white light and the air, there seemed to be two figures dancing. When the song fell, the warm light fell on Bai Hao's body, dragging them to the ground gradually.