[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

The blood soaked the white clothes and white hair, dripping drippingly, the golden sword entered the body, covered by the barrier, the sword could not move at all, looked at the figure descending from the sky, opened his lips to say something, but turned into a wry smile, "It's you... How did you come?"

Long Su's fan turned into light, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

One is well-dressed, and the other is heavily clothed with blood.

One is immortal, the other is at stake.

Su Guo forgets and remembers, Suo Xing Jue locks and disconnects.

When the eyes meet, the past and the present, all kinds of indescribable feelings come to my heart at the same time.

Looking at the blood gushing out of Jianzi's body, Long Su closed his eyes and opened them again, suppressing those useless emotions. He wanted to take a step closer to help Jianzi, but was blocked by the air shield. He didn't dare to break through the situation, he was helpless, "How can I save you?"

Jianzi shook his head, "I don't know, it was originally a move of burning jade and stone together."

Since Long Su's appearance, Jianzi has been staring at him without blinking, as if at this moment of death, he finally figured it out, indulged himself to strip off the cold and forgetful disguise, and wantonly revealed the true heart that was heavily hidden.

His gaze is gentle and focused.

Why didn't Long Su notice Jianzi's gesture of accepting his fate? He took a deep breath, squeezed the handle of the fan tightly, his joints were tense, looked at Jianzi, and said almost word by word, "How dare you treat yourself like this... ..."

Jianzi Xianji, how dare you treat me like this...

Linlin's gas mask separated the two of them, Jianzi held Gu Chen's body on the ground to support his body, and his other hand left the golden sword and stretched out to the edge of the gas mask.

The blood-stained hand was held by another pair of clean and cool hands, as if it was a silent confession, and it was also a silent retention.

"Long Su, I... I'm sorry," Jianzi followed the clasped hands and looked at Long Su. Seeing Long Su, he became even more angry, and continued, "I'm not apologizing because of the current situation. , I don't regret my decision."

Long Su squinted at Xian Ji, who was lying on the other side, and said coldly with anger, "Yes, the hero saves the beauty, and the sword is so handsome."

Unexpectedly, Jianzi smiled slightly, his brows stretched out—his smile, even though his white clothes were stained with blood, was still ethereal and graceful, "You are finally willing to say these four words again—since that day."

Long Su was startled, he quickly realized that it was the long-lost title, and thinking of that day, his face became a little colder, "Alright, if you die, I can completely let go as you wish."

Jianzi shook his head, he tightly clenched the hand that was intertwined with the other party, with a smile on his face, but firmness and tenderness in his eyes that could not be mistaken, "Sorry, I was the one who let you go first."

——I know that you have no regrets, but I still choose to let you go.

Crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, after a hundred years of ups and downs, in the end, it still can't withstand the wavering of a thought.

Long Su looked at Jianzi with a blank expression on his face, even cold, but his gilt eyes were gradually stained with blood, as if there were turbulent waves churning, but he was forced to remain calm, "So? "

"In this world, if you gain something, you will lose something. It depends on how you choose. Jianzi never expects to have both. I thought that what I chose was the best ending for us. Only later did I find out what is most important to me. .”

The blood soaked through the sleeves, flowed from Jianzi's wrist to the palm of his hand, flowed out from between the interlocking fingers, and flowed through Long Su's palm, dripping down, taking away Jianzi's life bit by bit.

"If I could go back in time, I wouldn't let it go easily."

"Jianzi Xianji, you have great righteousness, and Gu Chen is selfless," Long Su said, "But you are so selfish to me, and you keep saying that you will never let me go again, but now, isn't it just letting me go again!"

"I think so too... It's a pity, it's a pity."

Jianzi finally felt a little lucky that Long Su took Su Guo, Su Guo was like reincarnation, no matter how much Long Su was reluctant to give up, but he had no heart, his feelings were wiped out, and losing would not become emotional torture.

Blood flowed from his lips, Jian Zi still stared at Long Su persistently, seeing his frosty face, seeing how gorgeous his clothes and belt were, and seeing the pain that could not be concealed in his eyes shocked, "It's better...to forget each other Rivers and lakes."

Long Su's eyes turned crimson, and his fangs were looming at the corners of his mouth. He watched the life of the person in front of him disappearing little by little, and said, "You know, there is still a way."

Jianzi slowly closed his eyes and shook his head with difficulty.

"Jianzi!" Long Su exerted so much force as if he wanted to crush Jianzi's hand, seeing that Jianzi just shook his head, he was about to forcibly break the air shield to change Jianzi, but seeing Jianzi's serene and smiling face even though it was stained with blood, Suddenly discouraged.

The deep red slowly faded from his eyes.

This Taoist priest in white, they grew up together, they are not from the same sect, but they are closer than fellow sects, they are not lovers, but they have the same affection as lovers.From the encounter between a Taoist priest and a Confucian scholar, to Confucianism and Taoism standing at the peak of the three religions, from the intimacy and playfulness of childhood sweethearts, to the growth of love, to the decision to break up, to betrayal, to separation, to...farewell, is it love or hate? , thinking about it, going around, after all, it's still this person.

Who is first tempted, who is first to fall in love, who is first to let go, who is reluctant to let go, who is obsessed with obsession, and who is reluctant to let go.

Whoever forgets each other forgets first, with the same heart and the same fold.

The qin and flute are dumb and dumb, and reincarnate together, and up to now, it turns out that it is to forge this complete parting of life and death.

"Jianzi, how dare you, how can you, treat me like this..."

The gas mask gradually weakened, indicating that the master's mind and soul were about to be separated.

Shulou Longsu easily stepped into the air intake hood, he gently, almost lingeringly, hugged the silent man, let his head rest on his shoulder, let the blood all over his body also stain himself, he Sticking it to Jianzi's ear, he said slowly, "Jianzi, I once said that I have paid off all the debts I owe you, but what about the debts you owe me? Are you going to wait until the next life to pay off so many debts? "

"But you should know that I have no next life."

The bloodthirsty people live forever and escape the cycle of reincarnation. Once they die, their souls die.

Holding his dying lover in his arms, Longshou of Confucianism asked his teacher for his crimes in a gentle tone he had never seen before. With a smile on his brows, he whispered whispers between lovers, almost making people forget the blood stained all over his body.

In a trance, Long Su heard someone coming from the sky reciting poems, but everything was not important anymore, he thought so, and didn't even bother to spend a little effort to see who it was.

"Um, beauty over there, if you hold the sword again, the pharmacist will really be unable to recover... Oh, don't get excited, let me go first, oh..."

"...The pharmacist finally arrived. You are dying. There is a beautiful woman—ahem, the dragon's head. She hugged you and refused to let go. It can be said that those who hear it are sad and those who hear it cry. , I brought your life back." Mu Shaoai held a pipe, stepped on the medicine roller, and chattered to Jianzi who was lying on the bed.

Jianzi was lying there with a subtle expression on his face—in fact, the injury he suffered from the dragon sacrifice to the sky this time was not serious, most of it was due to excessive blood loss and loss of skill, it was not as good as the injury from the palm of Sheng Zong last time And the lungs are serious.After being returned by Mu Shaoai, the trauma was healed by injecting medicine and giving injections, but the viscera were lingering and lingering. Long Su ordered her not to get out of bed for a month, and she stayed on the bed while eating and washing.Fortunately, as a congenital, I can already control the big and small solutions, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

Long Su's original words at that time were "If you dare to get out of bed now, I will make it impossible for you to get out of bed in the future"

Mu Shaoai, who was so frightened that he pushed the door open, hurriedly covered the ears of Ah Jiu who came with him, and shouted, "Don't listen to evil".

In the first few days, Jianzi was seriously injured, dying, and was in a coma most of the time.When the injury gradually healed and was still looked at by a group of people as if it were a rare animal, I couldn't laugh or cry.

For example, now, he has been bedridden for nearly half a month, and he feels that his bones are going to rust, and he is not allowed to go out of the house to enjoy the air.

Mu Shaoai didn't bother to pay attention to Jianzi's daze. He found a new topic and said to himself, "During this time, I checked the dragon's head by the way, examined the ruler's skin, and checked the color pulse—ah, he He actually took Suguo before, huh, but it seems to be ineffective recently."

"It's a coincidence. Ajiu just picked a back fruit a few days ago, and I almost ate it, but I confiscated it. Anyway, it's useless for the pharmacist to keep it. Since the back fruit of the dragon head is invalid, I will give it to him. It's..."

No matter how far Jianzi wandered, he was frightened back to his senses by this sentence.The Taoist priest in white suddenly sat up, pulled the gauze blouse on the head of the bed and put it on, pointed at Mu Shaoai with an innocent face, pointed for a long time, and said anxiously, "Mu Shaoai, Mu Shaoai, you...you are so caring !" After finishing speaking, he hurriedly got out of bed and ran out of the house, almost bumping into Ah Jiu who came in.

Ah Jiu turned sideways to avoid Jianzi who ran out like the wind, and asked suspiciously, "Why did senior Jianzi get out of bed?"

Mu Shaoai took a leisurely puff of a cigarette, "It's already done, but it's just a blood loss. The old Taoist priest has rough skin and thick flesh, and he's already healed. It's the one from his family, and he doesn't move too much like an old hen."

"That's it," Ah Jiu suddenly realized, "It's really pitiful."

The pharmacist in yellow just smiled and said nothing.

It's just—willing to fight and suffer.

The vegetation in the garden was sparse, and Long Su was leaning on the vermilion lacquer railing, with a serene expression, looking down at a vermilion fruit in his hand.Today is a fine sunny day, the sun shines brightly, making the beaded crystals on his body especially blinding, and it also makes the vermilion fruit held in his well-maintained hand more vivid and attractive, making the mouth-watering.

Jianzi choked for breath, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Long Su!"

Long Su raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Jianzi standing in disheveled clothes, worry flashed across his face, then he sighed, shook his head and said, "I'm too worried——pharmacist is right, even if I suppress him If you are lying in bed, you will not be able to hold back and run out to breathe."

As he said that, he walked towards Jianzi with a smile, "Forget it, the weather is clear today, and the warm wind stimulates the flowers, so I will accompany you for a walk in the garden."

Jianzi was completely out of the situation, wanted to explain something, took a closer look, and found that the Zhu Guo in Long Su's hand was a tomato, he had a thought, he had already guessed the cause and effect, he was immediately angry and funny, and put down the impatience he was full of just now , also followed with a smile.

Seeing that his eyes fell on the tomato in his hand, Long Su was half explaining and half joking, "Maybe he is a first-class talent of my dignified Confucianism, handsome and unrestrained, and he was gifted by the pharmacist. It's kind."

"Yeah, my friend's handsomeness is indeed worthy of a tomato."

Long Su approached Jianzi step by step, stood in front of him, and gently grabbed the Taoist priest's hand.Jianzi was stunned, and looked back at Long Su in puzzlement, seeing his brows sweeping away the long-standing shadow, smiling brightly, and looking at him with burning eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

——Then, the tomato was stuffed into Kenko's hand.

Jianzi couldn't laugh or cry, "Friends really don't want to take any losses."

The dragon head of the Confucian sect chuckled, leaned close to the ear of the white-clothed Taoist priest, and said in a low voice, "It's always good to repay the bandits."

Jianzi Xianji stuffed the tomato back with his backhand, and took advantage of the situation to hold Shulou Longsu's hand—it was a cool hand that belonged to a bloodthirsty person, and replied eloquently:

"Bring together with your son, it suits my wish."

The warm wind passes through, brewing the fragrance of flowers.The orchid leaves grow luxuriantly, and the willows are covered with smoke when they are brushed. There are two people, one purple and one white, walking hand in hand through the fallen flowers in the forest, smiling at each other.

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postscript

About

As the dog blood element in the first half, it had already failed when Long Su transformed into a bloodthirsty clan.It's just that Long Su didn't know it himself, so he couldn't help but care about Jianzi after he became a bloodthirsty clan. However, Jianzi thought he was still pretending, so the more Long Su showed concern, the more vigilant Jianzi was. Zoom in.

About Suo Xing Jue

The blood element in the second half, when Jianzi attacked, his main purpose was to force Long Su to retire and ask him to be a quiet and handsome man.He has considered the incidental homomorphic damage, but he can't take care of it anymore.

The Star Locking Art is a kind of compulsion, but also a kind of protection.

Long Su could completely guess Jianzi's thoughts, but knowing doesn't mean understanding.Long Su is unrestrained and loves freedom (...), and absolutely cannot tolerate such constraints, so he has a secret hatred for Jianzi, and his heart is a little moved when he encounters the Nether Blade, but in the end, the hatred is suppressed by love Living.

Therefore, it is an angry statement to say, "If you are not as good as Huangquan, you will not see each other."

However, what is hidden in this sentence is actually a kind of resignation and concession.

——I am willing to go to hell with you and go to hell with you.

This is Long Su's concession.And Jianzi's retreat is to break the Star Locking Art when he knows he must die.

—I set you free.

Not giving in to each other will only lead to the destruction of jade and rock, and only after they all learn to back down can they get a brighter future.

About original characters

Because this person is purely cannon fodder, I began to consider the Confucian character in the original work, but when I pulled it out, I felt that this role was too miserable, so I took the original role.

"Wind Wind · Baizhou" talks about breaking free from shackles and pursuing freedom in love.

As the villain who hinders the completion of the CP of this article, he is actually used to point questions.

Who can control his own destiny and stay with the one he loves for a lifetime.