[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

At the dinner table, everyone who was supposed to be feasting was eerily quiet. Several people gathered around King Chali and looked at the monitor screen in his hand together—King Chali installed a monitor in Jianzi’s bedroom before. Watching Long Su kidnap Jianzi, he couldn't help but look at each other.

"Is this... going to be rescued?"

"No need," King Chali scratched his head, "Jianzai's gesture just now told us not to worry."

Du Yiwei was still worried, "But that Shulou Longsu has ulterior motives, and the sword is controlled by him...then we just sit?"

"That's right. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance. He almost bit him just now. Fortunately, Jianzi was prepared."

Qin Jiaxian was also very annoyed, "It's not Simon who took the bait, it's been a waste of a day."

"You guys be quiet," Nanke Bumeng squinted his eyes, and interrupted their noise dissatisfiedly, "Jianzi fell asleep, I'm going to ask him in Mengmeng to see how he arranges it."

When everyone heard the words, they all fell silent, staring closely at Nan Ke Bu Meng without speaking.

Nan Ke Bumeng closed his eyes and shook his head for a while. After a while, he opened his eyes, "I contacted him, and he said to stay put and change the plan. He asked us not to worry, and he will adapt accordingly."

"That's good, alas," Du Yiwei heaved a sigh of relief, picked up a chopstick and chewed a few bites of vegetables, and couldn't help complaining to King Chali, "Godfather, you are too courageous."

"Where?" Since there is nothing to do for the time being, the godfather also ate happily, but he was still very regretful, "It's a great opportunity, who would have thought that coward Simon wouldn't come by himself."

"Three quarters and the Buddhist sword are hidden outside, why don't you ask them to come in and eat together."

"come on."

When Jianzi woke up, he found himself in a room with a peculiar architectural style, a crystal chandelier, an old fireplace, and dark stone walls around him. He was lying on a large, soft bed, covered with silky The delicate palace satin bedding, the purple gauze curtains are drooping, and the intricately carved candlesticks are placed on the bedside table, and the candles are dimly lit.

He tried to use his kung fu, and found that the sea of ​​​​qi was still sealed. This was not the kind of temporary restriction that Long Su casually imposed during his sneak attack. It's not that the sword can't break through forcefully, it's just that the time to break through the meridian is enough to alarm Long Su to come back and make up for the restriction. Thinking of this, he gave up the idea.

Jianzi lifted the quilt, brushed aside the hanging veil, got off the bed, looked up and saw the person in front of the fireplace in the room, his movements froze, and he put on his coat as if nothing had happened.

Long Su was leaning on the recliner and reading a book, the firewood in the fireplace was burning, and the flames swayed, lighting up Long Su's body flickering.

After finishing all the buttons on the coat, Jianzi asked coldly, "When will you let me go?"

Long Su closed the book, looked back at the well-dressed sword, and asked in surprise, "It's getting dark, what clothes are you wearing?"

Jianzi laughed angrily at his cheekiness, and responded bluntly, "You've entered a den of thieves, of course you should wear more clothes, so as not to be slaughtered and eaten too quickly."

Long Su smiled, but it was no surprise that Jianzi had just woken up and knew his situation very well, "Don't worry, no one can eat you except me." He said with a smile, reflecting the fire behind him , with a lazy attitude, but what he said made Jianzi feel serious.

Jianzi couldn't laugh anymore, he looked down at the gorgeous patterns on the carpet under his feet, "Did Simon ask you to come?"

Long Su also quieted down, acquiescing to Jianzi's guess.

Jianzi originally wanted to ask "then why did you bring me here", but suddenly remembered something and shut his mouth again.

Long Su's expression changed, "I want to ask, what is my purpose for bringing you here?" Although he smiled, his expression turned serious, "Sword Immortal Trace, in front of Jianjun's tomb, what did you promise me?"

Obviously, both of them thought of Long Su's advice to Jianzi at Jianjun's funeral.

"Thank you, Jianzi, for your concern," Jianzi said in a gentle and calm tone, with an unshakable determination, "It's just life and death. I... am different from you. Please don't interfere with my choice—let me go back."

After a pause, seeing that Long Su was unmoved, Jianzi said again, "Besides, you didn't do what you promised me back then."

——The so-called "Even if you become a bloodthirsty person, you can still serve the righteous way", Long Su has never and is unwilling to abide by it.

Long Su was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth, "The restriction I have placed will be automatically released in about a day. Let me entertain you for a night. When the restriction is released tomorrow, you can leave on your own."

Jianzi hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

After getting the answer, Long Su seemed to be in a better mood, got up and added a wooden stick to the fireplace, walked out of the room, and after a while, came in with a food plate and put it down on the round table beside the bed, "Eat something."

On the food plate is a bowl of duck blood vermicelli, a plate of red wolfberry pork liver stewed millet porridge, and a crock pot of ginseng and eight treasure soup.

Looking at the delicious dinner, Jianzi couldn't say that he couldn't be moved, Xianfeng was not there, so to be able to prepare such dishes in Jiacheng, it must be Long Su who cooked it himself.Whether Long Su had ulterior motives or not is another matter. With such careful treatment, Jianzi should not allow Jianzi to dismiss his kindness lightly.

Just as he was about to put down his chopsticks, when he remembered something, Jianzi looked at Long Su who was sitting motionless, and suddenly his eyes became complicated, and he asked casually, "What about you, what are you eating now?" Jianzi asked casually, saying nothing The meaning in Li made the atmosphere freeze suddenly.

"Don't ask, just eat," Long Su urged softly, seeing that Jianzi was still in a daze, he sighed and comforted him, "At least until now, I have never hurt innocent lives."

In the future... maybe.Jianzi heard what he meant, so he could only smile wryly, put down his chopsticks and start eating.

After dinner, Jianzi insisted on going outside for a walk to digest food, Long Su also let him go out of this small building with Jianzi, and walked to the streets of Jacheng.

Contrary to the way of life of human beings who rest at sunset, the late night in Jia City is the beginning of the bloodthirsty carnival.From time to time, bloodthirsty people hurried past in the street, carriages galloped back and forth, the castle was brightly lit, and dances and dinners lasted all night.

The moon seen from the city of Jia is glowing with a strange red light, implying that there are countless evils breeding in the corners of the city.

Jianzi took off the hood on his head, and his vision suddenly became clear. He and Long Su strolled on the street, watching the carriages with various decorations running towards the tallest castle in Jacheng, and teased: "You don't want to have a dinner with the Emperor Jia!" go?"

Jianzi's figure was covered by a pure black windproof cloak, which was the result of Long Su's emphasis on the windy and cold night in Jiacheng, so Jianzi insisted on wearing it.Although in fact, in the airtight city of Jia, there is no wind, let alone cold.

"There's nothing to see. People who don't see the light of day and are dominated by desire are even more crazy at night." Long Su looked at the nobles coming and going in and out of Emperor Jia's castle in the distance, very disdainful.

"I thought that the incomparably gorgeous Long Su would never miss such a glorious occasion."

"Those people are not worth my troubles." Long Su looked sideways at Jianzi, who took off his hood, revealing long snow-white hair and Taoist crown, which stood out in the night and attracted many people's attention.

——Such a flamboyant performance, as if he was afraid of not attracting the attention of the bloodthirsty people.

Long Su complained half-truthfully, "What's more, I have to guard against Jian Ziru's restlessness, accidentally sneaking into the Emperor's Castle and causing trouble for me."

"There is no one who guards against thieves for a thousand days, only one who is a thief for a thousand days."

"Sick thief, it's better to get rid of the thief's heart early." Long Su also chatted along Jianzi's words.

"My friend, why don't we be the gentleman of the Liang Dynasty?" Jianzi was eager to try.

"My friend, don't mess around, I won't help you untie the restriction." Long Su's attitude was firm.

In the blink of an eye, Jianzi thought again, and he exaggeratedly sighed, "I'm thinking of my friends, if I don't go, how can you deal with Simon?"

Long Su glanced at Jianzi, saw that he was pretending to sigh, and couldn't help but put down Jianzi's hood again, tightly blocking the strange sights of the people around him, and leaned into Jianzi's ear to warn: "Be quiet, or I will The kiss came." After the words came out, Long Su himself was a little bit astonished, and lowered his head uncomfortably.

Fortunately, the hood was wide enough to cover Jianzi's expression, and Jianzi coughed lightly to cover up the sudden strangeness.

Long Su helped him tidy up his hood, took a step back to widen the distance, and said casually: "The bloodthirsty tribe is only controlled by the bloodthirsty tribe who transformed him. I turned back on Timo, so no one in this world can control me, including Simon .”

"Then why are you..." Jianzi hesitated to speak.

——In this case, why did you invest in the city of Jia.

Long Su sneered, with a sarcastic tone, "If I hadn't learned that my friend was in danger and the truth in the sword had been revealed, I would have never met you."

The hostility in Long Su's words was like a sharp knife, cutting off the false appearance the two had maintained with their jokes, exposing the gap between their identities and positions.

Even if it's okay to make jokes for the time being, it's true that Long Su plotted against Aoxiao, it's true that he betrayed the Central Plains, and it's an irrefutable fact that he joined the bloodthirsty camp.

And Suguo... Thinking of this, Jianzi's heart sank, and even Long Su's half-truth and half-fake laughter just now seemed to have turned into a good-looking virtual image, which should not be trusted, and one needs to be extremely vigilant.

No... at least Long Su still has good intentions towards me.Jianzi stopped himself from thinking deeply, he didn't want to attribute everything Long Su did to a conspiracy with ulterior motives, but Long Su is a bloodthirsty clan, so he must have bad intentions towards the Righteous Path of the Central Plains.

Is such a Long Su trustworthy?

Jianzi fell silent and didn't speak any more.Long Su waited for a while, and probably guessed what Jianzi was worried about, so he walked on with his fan waving, and now, if he and Jianzi can still calmly act as if nothing happened, it would be a dream.

Now that Timo was mentioned, Long Su thought of it again, snorted lightly, and simply broke the words, "Timo is dead, so you don't need to think about dying together, even if Jianzi Xianji becomes a bloodthirsty clan, you can still do it for me." The right way works, not restricted by the city of Jai."

Long Su's tone was cold, but Jian Zi suddenly felt blessed, and immediately understood Long Su's move to take him away - not only to prevent Simon from coming, but also to worry that the Central Plains Zhengdao would attack Jian Zi who had transformed into a bloodthirsty clan.

Take Jianzi to Jiacheng, where the forces of the Central Plains cannot reach, and wait until Jianzi recovers from his wounds, the transformation has been completed.As for the so-called "darkness under the lamp", Simon never expected that the sword was hidden in the city of Jia under his nose.

Jianzi frowned and remained silent, he couldn't tell that this was a well-arranged play to lure a snake out of its hole, with the goal of besieging and killing the emperor Simon.Long Su's arrival was unexpected, and even ruined their plan, but Jianzi couldn't complain, nor was he upset, just sighed with bitterness and astringency in his heart.

There are many people who are kind to Jianzi in this world, many people are so good that they can be handed over to life and death, but there is only one person who is so kind to Jianzi.

After walking around the main city streets of Jiacheng, the two finally returned to the small building where Longsu temporarily lived.It was late at night, and Jianzi was already weak. After returning to the room after walking tired, he sat on the recliner in front of the fireplace for a while, feeling tired, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he was in a daze, he felt someone approaching, and Jianzi was warmed by the fire. As soon as the person's cold hand was held, Jianzi's drowsiness dissipated a little. He tried his best to prop up his eyes, and saw Long Su's face is close at hand.

"What's the matter?" Jianzi asked vaguely, his dark eyes were half awake, compared to the calmness and indifference when he was awake, he looked very relaxed, like a fluffy little white bear.

"Go to bed." Probably because it was late at night, Long Su's tone was also very gentle.

"It's enough for me to sleep here, my friend, you can sleep by yourself." Jianzi said and finally lay down again.

"Alright." Long Su didn't force it.

Jianzi closed his eyelids again, hearing a rustling sound, after a while, a blanket was gently covered, and the fluff rubbed against Jianzi's cheeks softly, Jianzi closed his eyes, "Thank you. "

However, Jianzi wanted to sleep again, but he still couldn't reach the state of complete relaxation as before. There was no other reason. Long Su stayed not far from him. , can know the movements within a few miles around, not to mention being shrouded in Long Su Ruo's substantive gaze.

Jianzi tossed and turned for a while, and finally couldn't help opening his eyes, "Even if there is something dirty on my face, please bear with me, my friend, and don't stare at it anymore."

Long Su spread out the drawing paper on the table, and was finely grinding a square of pine smoke ink in the inkstone. Hearing this, he pointed to a potted flower placed beside the recliner—a four-legged flower pot with azure glaze. There is a bunch of flowers, the green leaves are like jade makeup, hugging a drooping and swollen white bud, it is the white epiphyllum that Long Su loves.

"You sleep on yours, I draw mine," Long Su calmly comforted, and added, "I want to draw you, do you still need to look at it?"

Long Su didn't admit it, and Jian Zi didn't bother arguing with him about it. He turned over and adjusted his position so that he could look at the flowers under the recliner. Then his thoughts drifted away, and he remembered vaguely that the potted flowers were still not there before going out, and he didn't know. When did Long Su move in? Seeing that the buds are about to open, it will be in full bloom around tonight, so he asked curiously, "Do you want to draw it to open?"

"I used the heat of the fire to urge the flowers for several days and nights in a row. I just waited for today to paint a picture of "Epiphyllum Night Awakening"," Long Su prepared his pen and ink, and everything was ready, just waiting for the ephemeral.

"You are really elegant." Jianzi boasted, closed his eyes, listened to the light sound of charcoal peeling in the fireplace, and slowly fell asleep.

In the half-dream and half-awake state, there is a faintly strong fragrance of fragrance and tranquility.

Finally opened, this sentence flashed in Jianzi's mind, he was completely safe, and finally fell into a dream in the fragrance.

The pure white petals are unfolded layer by layer, dignified and elegant, and the pale yellow stamens are tremblingly exposed from the covering of the petals. For a while, the dark fragrance floats.

Long Su hangs his wrist, dips the tip of the pen lightly into the inkstone, and his hair instantly absorbs the ink. He glances sideways at Jianzi who is already asleep, smiles, and puts the pen on the paper, sketching carefully, a leisurely blooming epiphyllum on the rice paper Gradually clear.