[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

Sitting in the pavilion, all around you can see the wide maple forest.

"Good tea, good scenery." Jianzi lifted the tea cover lightly to the teacup and praised.

Mrs. Hongye offered the tea, and said straight to the point: "The Taoist priest must have come here for the Ninth Five-Year Plan."

Jianzi pondered and said: "Madam should have heard about what Deng Jiuwu did. He started killing in the Central Plains, intending to make an enemy of the entire Central Plains. Someone told me that Madam is the love of Prince Deng's life."

Mrs. Hongye sighed: "The man told me my identity. I don't know if he should explain the old things between Nine Five and me to the Taoist priest?"

Jianzi nodded, "The twists and turns are difficult and embarrassing."

"No matter what the world thinks of him, to me, he is just my childhood playmate, my childhood sweetheart, now supporting each other, an indispensable part of my life..." Mrs. Hongye looked out of the pavilion, she Her expression was far away, as if going back to the distant years through the layers of maple forests, she showed a misty smile, looked at Jianzi, her eyes were sad and earnest, "Daoist, can you understand?"

Jianzi lowered his head, took a sip of tea, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "Then why don't you persuade him to retreat bravely?"

Hongye shook her head, "I am a part of his life, but the power and strength he wants is also a part of his life - this is the path he chose, I can't control it, so I can only wait here, waiting for him to turn around."

"Madam, you should know that if you do many unrighteous acts, you will kill yourself, and the murderer will always be killed," Jianzi said seriously, with a sonorous and forceful tone, "Madam is like this, not because she loves him, but because she hurts him."

Hongye was stunned, smiled wryly and shook her head, "The Taoist priest is right, Hongye has been persuading him, hoping that he will turn around, but unfortunately he has made up his mind... Helpless, the only thing I can do is to be with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng forever, just ask Can atone for his sins."

"If one day, Deng Jiuwu is killed by the Central Plains Righteous Way, what will happen to Madam?"

Hongye lowered her head, clasped her hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and said softly with a smile on her lips, "Death...that's nothing easy."

Jianzi sighed, silently drank the cold tea in the cup.

At dusk, the tired bird returns late, and the sunset glow is the same color as the drunk maple.

Mrs. Hongye said: "It's getting late, the Taoist priest stays and eats before leaving, and let Hongye show his kindness as a landlord."

"Ma'am, you are welcome."

Hong Ye told the maid who rushed over, "Light up the lanterns, and let's serve dinner in the pavilion."

Hiding in the bushes on one side, Master Mie Ding, who had been on guard against the "disciples" for a long time, couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped out angrily and said, "Ma'am! This person is from the Central Plains school, and he will do everything possible to enter the villa to meet him." You must have evil intentions, ulterior motives, and ulterior motives, Madam should drive him away quickly."

Hongye smiled apologetically at Jianzi, "Don't be offended, Daoist, the teacher is too careful for my safety." Turning around, she gently persuaded Mie Ding: "Master, you misunderstood Jianzi It's been a long time—I personally steamed your favorite crispy shrimp balls in the afternoon, and I'll bring them up from the kitchen, let's eat together."

Mie Ding was about to say, "I don't want to eat at the same table with this stinky Taoist priest", when he turned his head and saw Mrs. Hongye sitting opposite Jianzi with a calm expression on his face, and thought again: I almost fell for it!It's just what he wanted, madam is alone with him, it's dangerous, I have to stay.

Mie Ding coughed lightly, "Okay."

Jade dishes are recommended one after another, curling jugs are cooked and served, and in the evening pavilion in the maple forest, the banquet is held with silver dishes.

In detail, the dim sum includes Chengfen Water Ball, Yili Shao, and Papaya; cold dishes include spiced mustard and sweet sour milk melon; Delicious food, full of color, fragrance and taste.

Jianzi noticed Madam Hongye's sincere hospitality, and sighed: "Madam is really kind."

Mrs. Hongye introduced the dishes one by one for Jianzi, and at the end she picked up the serving chopsticks and put a plate of shrimp balls for Jianzi, saying: "Master Dao, please try this shrimp balls, I made a new one today—this dish , even the wife likes to eat it.”

Jianzi took it, thanked Mrs. Hongye, and was about to put down the chopsticks when there was a sudden pause.

"Does the Taoist priest have food taboos?" Mrs. Hongye asked hurriedly.

"Madam entertained you kindly, but you are still picky and picky." Mie Ding, who was at the end of the table, couldn't help but stabbed.

"There is no food taboo, and there is absolutely no intention to do so." Jianzi smiled, picked up a meatball to taste, "Madam is good at cooking."

He lowered his eyes, his snow eyelashes fluttered slightly, covering the sparkle in his eyes, and sighed silently in his heart: the aroma is very similar, the taste is good, but the heat is not right.

"Madam, where did you get the sweet-scented osmanthus dew in the shrimp balls?"

Mrs. Hongye was taken aback, she didn't expect him to ask this, "The Taoist priest is really knowledgeable, this is handmade by a girl in the nearby mountain village, to be honest, she also taught the recipe of the shrimp balls - if the Taoist priest If you want it, I will ask the teacher to ask her if she is willing to sell it."

"No need," Jianzi shook his head, "Osmanthus osmanthus dew is so precious, how could Jianzi win people's favor, not to mention...it is useless to me."

A dinner was enjoyed by both guests and hosts.It's just that Jianzi raised his head by chance, and when he looked through the maple forest to the distant mountains in the night at the end of the sky, a trace of daze flashed across his face for no apparent reason.

Whether it was a coincidence or deliberate, if it was deliberate, Long Su's hand would have stretched too far.

The deep forest is treacherous, but I heard the night owl's cry.

The night wind was cold, and someone was rushing towards the northwest.He was dressed in a light blue brocade robe, his face was like a crown jade, he held a branch of orchid in his hand, he had a graceful demeanor and a swift figure, if it wasn't for a unconscious person in his other hand, he would really look like a nobleman who is walking around at night.

He stopped suddenly, sniffed the orchid, and said towards the depths of the dark woods, "Where the orchid falls, there is no grass. Your Excellency, you'd better not get in the way."

Someone in the forest laughed, with a clear and indifferent tone, and said leisurely, "I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. I want to pass by from now on, and save money to buy roads."

Upon hearing this voice, Mr. Lan Yi and Zhang Yan calmly put on a defensive posture, and said indifferently: "Oh? It's strange, it turns out that the Sword Immortal Trace at the peak of the Three Religions has also engaged in road robbery. ?”

Walking on the thick fallen leaves piled up in the forest, there was a rustling sound. A Taoist in white parted the bushes and walked out slowly. He brushed off the dead branches on his shoulders with a whisk, looked at Lan Yi, smiled and said: "Ha, just kidding. But—"

Jianzi withdrew his smile, pointed at the person in Lan Yi's hand, and said, "The person in your hand must be kept."

The person in Lord Lanyi Zhangmao's hands was the Lord of Beiyu who was taken away at the sacrifice ceremony of the Beichen Dynasty not long ago - Beichen Yuanhuang.

Lan Yi knew that this matter could not be resolved, so a stern and decisive expression appeared on her face. With gestures, she quickly sealed several large acupuncture points on Beichen Yuanhuang's body, and threw him under a tree behind her. Backtracking", in the shadow of the whirling Lanxiang sword, he attacked the sword first.

The sword waved the whisk, and saw the tail of the dust standing up and stabbing at Lan Yi. It was as light as a cloud, as silver as a color, as strong as a gust of wind, as stable as a stone, with both hardness and softness, wrapped around the hairpin sword.

Seeing that the white brush was under the cover, Lan Yi rushed back and flipped her wrist to make the hairpin sword block the dust.

"Good time!" Jian Zi shouted lightly, and Gu Chen came out of the sheath behind his back. The simple long sword wrapped in a pure and holy spirit, ruthlessly destroyed Huaying. Suddenly, the densely woven sword net of the hairpin sword began to shake .

The two fought fast, and after a few back and forth, Lan Yi gradually lost the wind. The hairpin sword is known for its lightness and quickness, and its changes are extremely fast, but when he confronts Jianzi, he only feels that Gu Chen's sword is powerful. Like an abyss like a sea, it seems to be very slow, but it is approaching in the blink of an eye, lingering on the vital points of his body, the piercing sword energy looms on his neck, although it is missing, it contains endless oppressive force and threats.

The sword is left in the hand.

Lan Yi's heart trembled, and just when he wanted to retreat, there was a strange sound of flute in the woods.

The sound of the flute swallowed softly, like resentment or admiration, like a woman weeping secretly, like ghosts whistling in the netherworld.

Jianzi was concentrating on defeating the enemy, when he was suddenly attacked by the strange flute sound, he was caught off guard, his mind was shaken for a moment, and he was about to be stunned, he gritted his teeth and tongue, a pain came from his mouth, a fishy sweet smell came, he was mostly conscious, but The sound of the flute was eager to move, and Lan Yi took the opportunity to catch up with the sword. The sword had to be distracted to resist the sound of the flute, and also to avoid Lan Yi's attack.

At this moment, "Zheng", an extremely clear sound of the piano broke through the air, and suddenly inserted into the sound of the Youmei flute.

If the sound of the flute is like a quiet swallow, then the sudden sound of the piano is calm and regal, making one feel the bright moon in the bosom and the cool breeze blowing on the face.

There is the sound of the zither restraining the bone flute, the pressure on Jianzi's body drops suddenly, and the ancient dust is calm and swaying freely.

The sound of the flute stagnates, and when it continues, it adds strength, like the gate of hell opening, and countless ghosts scramble to be the first to let out howls and roars, which are piercing and ear-piercing.

The sound of the zither also followed, like a continuous thread, the sound vibrated the forest trees, the sound suppressed the clouds, arousing the hearts and minds, but when the sound of the zither fell to a very high place, it seemed to be ineffective, and the tremors continued.

Qin and Xiao kept fighting each other, while Jianzi was fighting with Lan Yi, while listening, he couldn't help frowning, feeling bad.

The bone flute is a famous instrument of Xuanyin, and although the qin played by it has a good tone, it is an ordinary instrument. I couldn't bear such a violent surge of internal force.

Sure enough, the sound of the piano chased higher and higher, and there was a sound of tearing, which broke like a torn silk, and stopped abruptly.

The sword had been prepared for a long time, Gu Chenge opened the hairpin sword, retreated a few steps quickly, his clothes fluttered, turned his hands to form a white jade piano, and slapped his palm towards the forest.

Bai Yuqin whizzed away, as fast as lightning, smashed through the branches and shot into the forest.

A moment later, a figure floated up from the forest, embracing Bai Yuqin.In the next moment, the sound of the zither reappeared, like a broken silver bottle, with sharp ice strings and the sound of wind and thunder.

Hearing the familiar sound of the zither, Jianzi's spirits were lifted, and he tried his best to deal with Lan Yi. His skill was already superior, and if he didn't show mercy, he saw Gu Chen's sword shadows breaking through the entangled blue shadows on the hairpin sword. Now, the sword took advantage of the situation and swung it out with a palm.

Lan Yi's moves were old and she couldn't dodge them immediately, so she had to endure the palm forcefully, spit out vermilion, gathered up the last of her skills, and escaped from the battle circle with light-handedness, ignoring Beichen Yuanhuang on the side, Strive to escape towards the depths of the forest.

After Lan Yi left, the sound of the flute also suddenly stopped, and the bone flute disappeared without a sound.

The sound of the piano also stops.

Jianzi let out a sigh of relief, but he didn't immediately look after Yuanhuang who was thrown in the bushes, but just looked at the direction of the piano sound.

At this time, after the qin flute fight, the birds, beasts and insects in the forest are silent, everything is silent, only the bleak moonlight in the night sky can be faintly seen through the dense tree trunks above the head.

For a moment, countless words rushed into his throat, and they were all swallowed.

After farewell, remembering to meet each other, I am afraid that meeting is just a dream.

Covered by Hengke, overgrown with thorns, Long Su leaned against the shade of a big tree that encircled him, caressed the white jade qin with his hands down, touched the cold and familiar strings with his fingertips, slipped a line of tremolo inadvertently, he He closed his eyes, and a sneer escaped from his lips, but he didn't know whether he was laughing at someone else or himself.

Not far away, there was the sound of tree branches rustling, and someone approached step by step on the soft and piled up dead leaves.

Long Su hurriedly stood up holding the qin, flipped open the folding fan in his hand and shot out a gust of wind. Wherever he went, a row of bushes in front of him were snapped off.

The eyes suddenly opened up, and when I looked up, I saw an old friend who had been missing for many years, coming over the moon.

"My friend, seeing you again seems like a lifetime away."