【Xue Xiao】Charcoal incense

The crumbling morning sun was no longer the soft and gentle Xue Yang was used to, but rather dazzling. He held Xiao Xingchen, and raised his other hand to shade the sun when he was idle and tired.

——"Wolongjia should be covered with heavy snow all year round, and the mountains are covered with snow."

This should be the boundary mentioned by the old couple at the pancake stall, but Xue Yang walked around the pagoda-style tea house and looked far into the distance. There are quite a few green hills, but he couldn't find the one that Jin Guangyao described.

Xiao Xingchen sat cautiously on the bench beside him.

Although the name of the tea house is hung here, it is properly a Goulan, surrounded by the sound of Langlang piano and panting and laughing. There are even a few mahogany gambling tables in the front hall, showing the coquettish coquettish breasts. The woman shakes the cup and throws the dice at the table, and the pearls, hairpins and jade ornaments on her body jingle.The gambler who loses pays immediately, and the winner rolls up the money in his pocket and slaps his ass to leave, but more often than not, he pushes the money he gets to the girl he likes, and puts his arms around the girl's waist The upper bedroom went to Wushan Yunyu together.

Putting on the posture of a tea house, maybe I want to get some scholarly atmosphere to add some gimmicks to myself.But it's not useless, there are quite a few well-dressed scholars in the crowded crowd, most of them are shy and come forward to talk about their future.

Xue Yang sneered, withdrew his wandering gaze and focused on finding his way.He made a hasty estimate, and the old man at the cake stand said that he hadn't been here for a long time, so it's not surprising that there was a big change.But how big is a mountain, even if it is said to be moved, it will be moved, let alone Wolongjia, which has been rumored to be so miraculous.

He didn't want to make too much noise, after all, the surname of Baling was Ouyang, and he wasn't stupid enough to cause trouble for himself.

"Excuse me." Xue Yang's gaze wandered over everyone's faces for a while, and he chose the procuress who seemed to be over forty, and beckoned her over.

"Which girl in our family does the young master take a fancy to?"

"No girl, can I ask something?"

The old bustard looked a bit embarrassed: "Oh my lord, I have to greet other guests, I'm afraid I won't be able to get away..."

A rather heavy piece of gold flew into the old bustard's arms.The woman looked down and saw a treasure suddenly lying in her palm, she immediately smiled, and stuffed the gold pieces into the gaudy sachet on her waist, and said: "My lord, just ask, I was born in Baling when I urinated. And market legends, everything you can think of, I must know a thing or two."

Xue Yang pursed his lips, pointing to the mountains in the distance: "Which one is Wolongjia?"

"My lord knows about Wolongjia?" The bustard was a little surprised, "It has been under the management of Ouyang's immortal cultivators for many years, not to mention outsiders, but many mainlanders have never heard of this name."

Xue Yang's eyeballs rolled up irresistibly: well, he's not looking for trouble, but trouble came to him.

"It's right there, just pass Tongtian Ridge." The old bustard leaned over the wooden railing, poking and pointing a standing mountain with her flower-stained nails, "There are more or less houses in Baling. Two or three floors, but the Ouyang family built a different house here, covering a large area, but they are all flat one floor, I only started building it when I was [-] or [-], and it was on top of Wolongjia."

"I was still surprised at the time. The mountain winds and night snow in that place, the land is covered with barren permafrost, and even the sky for a radius of more than ten miles has been gloomy year after year. It must be because of the extreme bad Fengshui. When I was a child, I wanted to eat some You have to follow your parents to buy fresh things in the three cities away from here. If it’s too difficult, those who can move away will be gone as soon as possible. No one will want to move here. Look at those old men stepping on the fairy sword Coming and going, we ordinary people also murmured, thinking how could we choose such a place to build a house?"

Crouching Dragon? !

Xiao Xingchen stood up abruptly, almost knocking over the table so much that the cup almost fell over.

Xue Yang caught a slight movement behind him amidst the noisy voices, he signaled the bustard to wait, then turned and walked towards Xiao Xingchen.

"Is there something wrong with the Taoist priest?"

The Taoist looked stern and seemed a little nervous: "Xue Yang, are you going to Wolongjia?"

Xue Yang said with a "hmm": "What's wrong, where to go, where to go, where to go? I think it's good to come to Baling for fun after I'm tired of Yicheng."

"What's the matter! The Wolong Jialing Valley is broken and hard to stick, and it's extremely vicious. The mountain grows into a monster by itself by relying on the veins of the dead dragon. Ouyang's dead hundreds of monks can only seal it. You have to go again this time. What are you messing with?"

"Scare me? Is Daoist Xiao afraid? Otherwise, I'll find a cave and lock you up, and I'll come back to pick you up when I'm done."

"You can't go either!"

"why?"

"You asked me why..." Xiao Xingchen's words were suddenly choked in his throat, and Xue Yang's brief question knocked him out of the next sentence, and he managed to pull out two sentences, "... You can't go, the geniuses in this city have been around for a few years, if the evil spirits in the mountains are disturbed, the people will suffer again!"

"Then what are you doing to me?" Xue Yang approached Xiao Xingchen's ear aggressively, "What are you doing to us?"

"Keep your voice down, don't let others listen to it, I'm afraid they will be shocked." Xue Yang kindly reminded.

The shock is minor, if they are afraid to seek help from Ouyang's family, and I kill a few with long tongues, wouldn't it be a big deal for you?

The strength of Xiao Xingchen's body seemed to be swept away by this devil in an instant, and he fell back on the chair in despair.How could he not understand what Xue Yang meant?

He went down to help the world, knows how to sacrifice his life to save others, how to distribute the rights of life between himself and others, this is not a problem at all to Xiao Xingchen, but now even he himself is in the hands of others, and he How to help others?

It is extremely difficult for someone like Xue Yang to be caught with a violent and cunning temperament. Xiao Xingchen can't find the slightest weakness to threaten him, so it is undoubtedly difficult to make him submit.

What capital does he have to threaten Xue Yang?

Covering Xiao Xingchen's empty eyes with one hand, he led him into the two crooked arms that were not soft. After Xue Yang finished scouring the information, he turned around and saw the Taoist priest's blindfolded eyes turned red again: "You What the hell are you thinking about again? Who likes to watch Liang Liang's blood hole come out? Scared me to death!"

"Let go, no matter how you say it's me who is showing your eyes, it's nothing to get in your way!"

"Fart," Xue Yang smacked his lips twice, shook his head and said, "The girls are all guessing whether the boss is a young lady I found somewhere, saying that you are bullying a suave and handsome young man like me to pay you back like this. With such a stinky face, I feel jealous in my heart."

Xiao Xingchen was annoyed at his frivolous words, and the roiling fear had not yet subsided, so he retorted as if venting: "That's because they haven't known the true face of you, a murderous monster!"

"Other people can only see what they call me stubborn, arrogant and arrogant, and there will be nothing else."

"...Why?"

"Anyone who knows my true face will die."

"Is that so?" Even when Xiao Xingchen was angry, a specious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm right here, I know everything, why don't you do anything, but want to take Baling innocent The people are angry!"

"you know--"

"Hold!"

The rough shouting and cursing collided against the inner wall of the teahouse. The sound was not very loud, but it was still enough to interrupt the normal conversation of others after climbing up the tube building. The woman's short scream and The sound of dice falling to the ground sparsely.

Which silly ball loses money and barks like a dog?

Xue Yang was interrupted, and he walked to the railing with a sullen face, followed the gazes of the prostitutes and customers watching, and located a figure that could be said to be quite small, rampaging on the street in a rage.Apparently it was the gambler who lost money.

He cursed secretly in his heart, the tip of his red tongue brushed against his sharp teeth, and his eyes with a dark smile began to shine brightly as if they had found their prey: "What a fucking coincidence..."

Before Xiao Xingchen could react, Xue Yang rudely stuffed him into an empty room. Finally, when the door was closed with a "bang", Xue Yang didn't know where to go.

The quarrel also followed.

He didn't like to speak loudly at first, and when chatting with Song Lan, he also heard his close friend mention his temper. Song Lan said that Xingchen probably really doesn't understand how to write the word majestic and fierce, no matter how angry he is, his voice can't be heard He will not raise half a point, and he is always reasoning peacefully with others.Xiao Xingchen just smiled and said, since the reasoning makes sense, there is no need to get angry. If the anger gets carried away, the things that can be solved by instinct may all become dilapidated.

Ever since Xue Yang was exposed, Xiao Xingchen's concentration had not been as good as before, and it became stronger at the slightest, like an overly frightened beast. Only by yelling at Xue Yang could he suppress the panic in his heart.This is a kind of unrefined self-defense method, which will only be revealed on the human body when facing the unknown and cannot see the end. It is ugly, inferior, and makes people laugh.

Xiao Xingchen felt ashamed, and felt that in front of Xue Yang, he was just a human frame made up of bones, flesh, and blood—he had been torn apart and eaten clearly, and there was no secret at all; on the contrary, Xue Yang Yang, however, was so leisurely and complacent, grasping the overall situation, playing him like a chicken without a head.

Whenever that person's sweet voice trembled his ears, revealing frivolous and indifferent emotions, it seemed that something was about to burst out of Xiao Xingchen's heart, biting him bit by bit—maybe he lost everything Maybe it's the humiliation of being played by others, maybe it's the raging hatred, but it seems to be far more than that.

Those unknown emotions are like Ting An that appears and disappears with the ebb and flow of the tide. When he feels that he is about to understand, these fine sand and stones will be buried deep by the surging waves again following Xue Yang's fierce threat. The deep slap into the bottom of the water caused him unbearable pain.

Xue Yang stood in a dark alley corner, staring down at the child whose body was twitching like a worm: gurgling blood was gushing from the flat cut on the wrist, flowing between the bluestone floor tiles covered with moss, flowing vertically and horizontally like a river. Running through the ravines, a pair of severed hands lay on the side, completely cold.

"I'm not interested in caring about how you go back and forth between Baling and Yicheng, and I'm not interested in thinking about how many people's pockets you picked along the way. But since you can do it, you should think that such a day will come, right?"

The child propped up his bloody face with his chin, and a pair of vicious eyes seemed to punch a hole in Xue Yang's chest.He may still remember stealing the butcher's money, and remembering that he overthrew a blind Taoist who advised him to be good. Of course, he may have done too many similar things over the years when he became addicted to gambling, and he is too lazy to remember what he has done. I'm sorry for anyone, but the sudden appearance of this raksha-like dark man in front of him gave him an early taste of the reward of the world.

Those pair of eyes are cloudy and embarrassing, they have absorbed all the sins and pains in the world, like thousands of phantoms wandering around, the child is clearly in pain, the pain is so painful, but he didn't utter a single groan, and he didn't even refute every word Suddenly, it was very clear: "It's none of your business, shit?"

——Is the little brat not convinced!If you have the ability, you can gamble like grandpa to prosper and have a mountain of gold!If you win the bet, you have money, if you don't have money, you just lie on the ground and get beaten and fucked!The drunken gambler, after finishing his savage deeds, pulled up his trousers and slapped the child who jumped at him, laughed and spat on the child's messy hair.A woman in disheveled clothes was clustered around the corner, muttering in vain, calling for her husband who had long since passed away.

The child remembered the gambler's words, and he wanted to take revenge, to avenge his mother.It's a pity that he believed in the wrong person, and went on the wrong path from the very beginning, and his life will never end.

Xue Yang looked at those eyes and felt that they were very familiar, so he also responded with the same cruel look to the child: "This is your retribution."

He turned his head to the direction of the teahouse again, the sunlight cast in all directions, plating a layer of gilt on the lively and fragrant building, Xue Yang stood under the eaves, covered with the shadow of the tile wall, and continued after a while: " That is my retribution."

Xue Yang lamented more than once that Xiao Xingchen wandered around with a sword in his hand, helped the world and walked the way, overcome others' hardships, and would come out without asking for anything in return. Xue Yang also saw with his own eyes that he was criticized and hurt by everyone, but he still treated him all day long. Others greeted him with a smile, the realm is so fucking high!

High to naive, high to stupid.It seemed as if he could only see the beautiful things in this world, and felt that everything was beautiful. On the contrary, Xue Yang seemed to let Xue Yang see all the ugly and dirty things for him.

Xiao Xingchen is so kind that he can understand the difficulties of the wicked, but Xue Yang is so evil that even the purest and the best are just a fake; Xiao Xingchen can let go of the contradiction in seconds, but here Xue Yang needs the blood of the other party. Deep hatred.

One kills, the other saves.

Xue Yang scraped off the clotted blood on the dagger on the abandoned stone steps, glanced sideways at the child's dilated pupils, and smiled broadly.

Unfortunately, he couldn't save everyone—just like he couldn't forgive everyone.

Xue Yang put away the dagger, and had a rough idea of ​​how to go to Wolongjia.He straightened his girdle, covered the leather case containing the knife, and walked towards the teahouse through the sunlight, concealing his eyes that had been in the dark for a long time.

When the door was pushed open, Xiao Xingchen was still standing there feeling anxious.

Xue Yang pursed his lips, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, thought for a moment, then put his hand down again, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Undressed."