I don't know how far I have walked, but when I look back, there is only a large piece of snow, fog and icy sand in the valley pass, and the small pavilion has quietly disappeared in the misty white distant mountains.
Lin was inadvertently embraced by Xiao Shao.
He hugged him so tightly that there was almost no gap between him and Lin Shu.
Lin Shu leaned against his chest and let him hug him tightly.
They often have such moments when their skin is close to each other and their breaths are entangled. At this time, Lin Shu would always have an illusion, that in the vast world, there are only the two of them among all the living beings. He is a part of Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao's breath is his breath, and Xiao Shao's blood is also his blood.
He raised his head and looked at Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao looked down at him.
Lin Shu's voice trembled and tried to calm down: "Why don't you want to see Yingying?"
I like Yingying so much.
Xiao Shao was silent for a long time.
"The fate of this world is all here," he just heard him say softly: "Seeing each other again will only make her sad."
Lin Shu closed his eyes, and after all, he couldn't help shedding two lines of tears.
In this life, in the previous life, he has never been like this—so vulnerable, and it seems that he has never shed tears in his limited memory, but this year, it has been so frequent, as if he is repaying his previous debts.
Yes.
Xiao Shao thought so, and he told himself so.
The fate of this life, no matter what, must end here.
"Then I..." he said in a low voice, "I won't... add to my grief."
Xiao Shao: "I am selfish."
Lin Shu buried his face on Xiao Shao's shoulder.
He was afraid that he would burst into tears in the next moment.
Xiao Shao hugged him silently.
Lin Shu didn't speak anymore.
After calming down a bit, they separated and returned to the inn where they stayed.
On the bed of the inn, Lin Shu took the initiative to kiss Xiao Shao's neck.
Xiao Shao held his shoulders and leaned over to kiss him.
When he was confused, Xiao Shao took him to the mirror.
The floor was covered with a soft blanket, and his clothes were half undressed. He knelt in front of the bronze mirror on the ground, and Xiao Shao wrapped his arms around his waist.
He looks at himself in the mirror.
In the past, Xiao Shao also forced him to look in the mirror. He didn't understand why Xiao Shao always liked this, but he never wanted to look at it. One was a bit embarrassed, and the other felt that it was really disrespectful.
Therefore, this is the first time he has carefully examined his body and facial features.
The white clothes with a texture similar to veil slipped halfway, revealing the shoulders and half of the arms.
He looked at the person's delicate and beautiful facial features in the mirror, at the ends of his red eyes, and at his pink skin because of the skin-to-skin contact.
Is this himself
It's not boring either.
Xiao Shao stroked his bare shoulder with his right hand.
"Does it look good?" His voice was lowered, like a bewitchment from the deepest part of the night.
Suddenly, Lin Shu reached out his hand and touched his face in the mirror.
"Does it look good?" Xiao Shao asked again.
The person in the mirror, his eyes are very blank, hesitantly nodded.
Xiao Shao grabbed his throat, neither light nor heavy, slightly blocking his breathing.
"Does it look good?" This is the same sentence.
Lin Shu knew that he was trying to force himself to say those words.
He was a little lost, and said, "It's beautiful."
Xiao Shao kissed his face: "Do you like yourself?"
Lin Shu was even more confused, looking at the equally confused person in the mirror, not knowing how to answer.
Xiao Shao said: "Xiao Shao likes Lin Shu, does Lin Shu like himself?"
Lin Shu didn't know.
Whether he likes it or not, he is Lin Shu.
Since the ending is the same, why make a choice
Xiao Shao was paranoid and asked him over and over again: "Do you like him?"
I didn't like it originally.
But since Xiao Shao likes it, and this person is not annoying, then if he loves Wu Jiwu, can he also like it
Lin Shu's fingers rested on the side face of the person in the mirror, and said in a daze: "I like..."
He saw Xiao Shao in the mirror slightly arching his eyebrows and smiling very tenderly, as if he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish.
Xiao Shao said: "Say it again."
Lin Shu: "...I like it."
Xiao Shao: "The third time."
Lin Shu: "I like it."
…
Being forced like this, he said it out loud, but something suddenly fell in his heart.
Or a door that had been dusty for decades collapsed, revealing what was outside the door.
He was in a trance in the scorching rays of light, and his eyes were almost stabbed. After getting used to it, he wanted to cry and laugh.
The old things, the clouds of the past, the rotting moss and dead wood in the corners, the most humid and cold soil under the ground, under such a scorching light, suddenly turned into the lightest floating soil, and a gust of wind came, and it was scattered, scattered into the heaven and earth. , nowhere to be found.
He remembered some past events that were hard to look back on before, all kinds of malicious eyes and laughter, crowded with hot and humid people with nowhere to escape, and slowly, his face was no longer hateful, and his smell was no longer nauseating.
He used to think that it was his fault that there would be such a scene, because he was useless as a human being, and he was sad and punished for it.
He seemed to see time fly by, the crowd dispersed, and he was left alone, standing in a mass of light.
It's not like this.
He likes this man now.
This person deserves to be liked.
Nobody did anything wrong.
He stretched out his hand toward the group of light, recovered his senses, and found that he was still touching the smooth bronze mirror and himself in the mirror.
The chest behind him belongs to Xiao Shao, warm and firm.
Lin Shu lowered his head in a daze, spread out his five fingers, and looked at his light and messy palm lines.
His master cultivated immortals, so he was a little feudal and superstitious, and he took him to read palmistry when he was young.
However, Master also knew that the fortune-tellers had a lot of rhetoric, threatening that gentleman to only say bad things, not good things.
The street god who wears a pair of sunglasses fortune teller, your destiny, committing a lonely star, how bumpy, more displaced, with injustice, no merit, life is not long, and you commit suicide.
The master panicked now and asked Mr. how to solve it.
The gentleman murmured, pointing to the sky with one finger, and pointing to the ground: "Time is time, life is also... This old man's mana is limited, he is determined to save people, but he is unable to return to the sky. Whether there is a chance to be reborn, you can only rely on your own good fortune."
He was in a trance when Xiao Shao took that hand and then covered his palm.
In this way, in Xiao Shao's arms, in Xiao Shao's hands, he was finally reborn and reborn as a human being.
Xiao Shao bit his ear lightly and said, "Xianjun, you will no longer be confused."
He pulled down Lin Shu's robe.
The snow-white clothes, like clouds falling to the ground, fell on the scarlet carpet and spread out.
He pulled out Lin Shu's hairpin.
The blue silk like flowing water slid down his shoulders.
Xiao Shao kissed him from the side of his neck and licked down gently.
Lin Shu hugged him and dipped his fingers into his hair.
The red candle flickered, he took a breath, and following Xiao Shao's movements, he slightly greeted his chest.
In the mirror, he saw that his waist had a rounded arc, which was pinched by Xiao Shao.
He closed his eyes, as if caught in a long dream that would never end.
However, day after day, night after night, time passes by like this, twelve hours a day, not one more moment, not one less point.
In the blink of an eye, it was more than a month.
He followed Xiao Shao and walked through most of the world, and saw that the ghost under his sword was more than a day, and there were tens of thousands of them. , I was startling to see the dark red light spontaneously glowing in the night.
Sometimes the karma mirror would float out on its own, follow them, and he wouldn't care or investigate—whatever the mirror was, good or bad, things couldn't be worse than they are now.
Until the end, Xiao Shao's heavy killing could almost be felt intuitively.
Wherever he was, there would be a faint roar of thunder in the sky.
And the rumors among the people are getting more and more fierce, and they are clamoring for it. The words "Liangzhou No Return Guest" is the incarnation of the evil phoenix, the culprit of this long night, but his cultivation is really elusive, I don't know when the world will be Can give birth to a superhero, and kill this beast.
Xiao Shao still pretended not to hear anything.
Lin Shu also looked at it lightly, still the words he said to Guozi, the merits and demerits of the past, the people of the time have no right to talk about it, and leave it to later generations to comment.
I took the last medicine for more than 20 days. Xiao Shao originally entrusted a well-known Dan Dao master to concoct the "Seeking Fang Zong" medicine pill according to the ancient medicine formula, but after hearing the rumor, the senior abandoned the furnace and destroyed the medicine. No longer refining—in fact, even if he continues refining, this ancient holy medicine cannot be reproduced by current alchemists.
It's just these days, Lin Shu found that Xiao Shao's direction was returning to Phoenix Villa.
One day in February, they returned to the villa, and Xiao Shao did not kill again after that. He returned to his former room, took out the hairpin jewelry and freshly clothed silk handkerchiefs that the girls had deposited here, and erected a tomb for them in a quiet valley. The seeds of flower trees were buried next to the tomb, watered and fertilized. Ten years later, when they returned, they could see deep green trees and lush flowers.
On this day, Lin Shu accompanied him, dug out a jar of daughter red from under the phoenix tree, patted open the mud, and sprinkled it on the tomb.
There seemed to be a breeze between heaven and earth, and in a trance, a girl's light gauze sleeves brushed in front of her, and the fragrant fragrance seemed to linger on the nose, and then dissipated after a moment.
There was silence between heaven and earth, when suddenly I heard noises coming from the main entrance of Phoenix Villa in the distance.
Going down the big steps of the mountain gate, I saw a crowd of heroes gathered, there are many of the eight sects, and there are many other sects. In front of each sect, there is a representative, who is upright and full of style.
- Even the original Beixia wizards came to join in the fun. The heroes of the immortal Tao and the wizards jointly pulled a huge white and miserable guise, and wrote four words: Act for the heavens.
Xiao Shao held Lin Shu and stood at the highest point of the mountain gate.
Seeing their figures, the heroes were furious.
In the distance, I heard a strong man mobilizing: "Today, all the heroes are gathered together, and we and others will work together to kill the evil spirits and clean up the universe!"
They shouted in unison: "Kill the evildoers and cleanse the universe!"
He also saw Cang Min and Yue Ruohe, who were classmates with Sanliang Academy.
It's just that these people are fighting for their reasons, trying to stop them - but the voices of opposition are quickly drowned out in the cries of the heroes.
The crowd became restless, marching forward slowly, and the killer came up.
Suddenly, Xiao Shao let out a faint smile.
"Heroes." There was a smile in his voice, and the ending was slightly provocative, and there was a bit of evil in the publicity, like a high-spirited teenager: "It must be hard to come from a long way, it is better to wash the dust for you."
The leader shouted: "Don't be arrogant, thief! Today in the coming year will be your death day!"
These words were so cliché that even Lin Shu couldn't help but laugh.
Xiao Shao even sighed lightly: "You heroes are righteous Bo Yuntian, I truly admire them below."
Then the conversation changed: "It's just, where to go, I have plans for the next time, and it's only today and tomorrow. Why do you guys take the humiliation on your own?"
"Monster nonsense!"
After another generous statement, several righteous men who had survived the calamity, and the two wizards who helped friendship, no matter what they bullied more or less, it violated the morality of the rivers and lakes. They flew over together, and the first shot was the biggest killer move, and the momentum was extremely strong, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.
The heroes shouted: "Okay!!!"
I saw Xiao Shaomo's black robe sleeves flicking in the air.
Several righteous and awe-inspiring righteous men were frozen in mid-air, unable to move.
The heroes fell silent.
Lin Shu looked at them silently.
These people only know that Xiao Shao kills mortals with ease, but they do not know his true cultivation, and they have greatly underestimated him.
But Xiao Shao only needs to move his little finger lightly to make them know what "self-humiliation" is.
The early bird was sanctioned, and the rest became a mob.
Xiao Shao folded his hands, turned around, and sighed lightly: "If the heroes of the world send each other off, Xiao Shao is not a waste of life."
He climbed up the stairs.
Lin Shu hugged the piano and followed.
The heroes followed suit, and some of them followed.
Xiao Shao finally reached the top of the sacrificial platform.
Lin Shu looked at him.
He stroked the broken hair on his forehead with his right hand, and put a light kiss on his forehead.
Lin Shu heard him say, "Treasure."
Lin Shu looked at him and said, "You... don't worry."
Xiao Shao smiled and said, "Take care of your body and practice diligently... As soon as you land in the Immortal Realm, I will wait for your good news below."
Lin Shu heard himself say warmly, "Just go."
Xiao Shao went.
Lin Shu plucked the strings.
Think of him on the road, there is a piano to send each other, but also to relieve loneliness.
He walked to the center of the altar and lit the candle to worship heaven and earth.
The heroes stood there, not knowing what he was going to do.
But I saw him draw his knife out of its sheath.
The blood qi was as thick as the sea.
Xiao Shao will be worthy of being inserted vertically into the altar of sacrifice to heaven.
There seems to be a wisp of blood rising up, reaching the dark cloudy sky.
The faint sound of thunder in the sky and the earth suddenly became louder.
But I saw him slightly raised his head and looked at the sky.
"Xiao Shao, a homeless guest, is full of blood and debt, and cannot be tolerated in the world."
"In the past, I traveled with Taoist companions in Beixia, and led to the case of hundreds of people in Taohuayuan and the tragic death of soldiers in Beiguan. This is the beginning."
"The daughters of Phoenix Mountain Villa died because of me. The blood and fire burned on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, and more than a thousand lives were also killed because of me. It was a long night in the world, the people were displaced, and the dead were countless."
"Since then, Xiao Shao, because of his inner demons and the slaughter, has killed more than 30,000 people in the world, and the people's anger has become extremely angry.
"Although there is remorse for the evil deeds done in the past, of course, it cannot be remedied, only death is the only thing."
Speaking of this, his voice seemed to soften: "It's just that all the murders were made by me alone, and it has nothing to do with Lin Shu."
The sound of thunder in the sky was so prosperous that it almost overshadowed his voice.
But listening to the sound of thunder, he slowly said: "I just ask the sky to drop purple thunder, burn my soul, and end my sins."
He said word by word, "Xiao Shao asks the world for help."
The voice fell.
Bright purple thunder, tearing apart the gloomy sky.
The spirit of fighting against each other is a hundred times more powerful than the thunder of tribulation.
A gust of wind picked up.
And Xiao Shao didn't move.
At this time, he is not like the monster in the world.
No one knew that the blade in his hand was a worthy sword.
He has acted without shame in his life.
A worthy sword, kill a worthy man.
Blood splattered three feet, and injustice was committed, but it did not touch the body.
Lin Shu's viola first made a clanking sound of killing, and then turned to be sparse and unrestrained. But seeing the long sky and autumn waters, the wild geese go north, and the horizon is endless.
Killing a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles.
When the matter is over, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are deeply hidden.
- This song is called "Xia Ke Xing".
The author has something to say: "To kill a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles, go away after the incident, and hide the merit and fame." Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing".