Mo Xi walked in and took a first look at the yard, and he understood why Murong Chuyi said that open fire was forbidden here, otherwise it would explode. Don't look at Murong Chuyi's well-dressed, the courtyard is really horrendous. The ground is full of wood chips, sulfur and coal, and half of the large armor is thrown all over the garden. More than a dozen "bamboo warriors" were smashed horizontally.
Chi Xian, who is elegant and outdated, didn't care about this, and he led the crowd to a pool in the depths of the courtyard. The bottom of the water pool is clear, and there are a few small objects such as rings and white jade hairpins.
Yue Chenqing asked curiously, "What is this, the merit pool?"
Murong Lian narrowed her eyes: "Your fourth uncle looks like someone who can do meritorious deeds?"
Yue Chenqing had a rare chance to face off against Wang Shu Jun, and said with akimbo, "Why can't my fourth uncle be able to do meritorious deeds?"
"You're too funny, you don't know what his reputation is?"
Yue Chenqing angrily said, "My fourth uncle is very powerful!"
Murong Lian likes to step on people's tails, but Yue Chenqing is fine if he doesn't resist. Once he resisted, Murong Lian became even more motivated, and even his craving for smoking faded a bit, teasing him: "Awesomeness and fame are two different things." He said, pointing to He pointed at Gu Mang, who was tied to the bamboo warrior, "Isn't this person powerful? He's not as bad as he is."
"You—you!" Yue Chenqing's cheeks were bulging, he was indeed Chonghua's best-tempered son, but he had one point that he must never touch, and that was his fourth uncle.
Since childhood, Yue Chenqing has worshipped her youngest uncle almost mindlessly, so he held it back for a long time, and then shouted at Murong Lian, "How dare you say that others are stinky! Brother Murong, you are stinky yourself!"
Murong Lian: "..."
It's really strange, the sun came out from the west, Young Master Yue would scold people, and it was him who scolds? ?
Probably because the surprise overwhelmed others, Murong Lian didn't return to her senses for a long time to say something.
At this time, Murong Chuyi turned her face to the side and said, "This is the Dream Transformation Pond. Throw some spiritual objects into it, and the water in the pool will turn golden."
Mo Xi asked, "Then?"
"Then take the jade cup by the pool and drink a cup for each person. After drinking, they will fall asleep and dream about some past events related to this object."
After Murong Chuyi finished speaking, she held the hilt of the red peony sword with her long, white fingers.
He probably also thought that Shu Jun and Yue Chenqing were too noisy, so he didn't even ask them, but looked at Mo Xi: "I threw it away."
Chi Xian originally thought that Mo Xi was the least verbose person, saying it was just a sign of politeness, and before Mo Xi nodded, he wanted to throw the hilt in.
Unexpectedly, the ink extinguished him.
Mo Xi tapped his chin towards Gu Mang: "We're sleeping, what should he do?"
"It's easy to say." Murong Chuyi flicked his sleeves and said lightly, "Xuanwu formation, get up."
As his voice fell, the grass and trees in the courtyard suddenly rustled, and the bamboo warriors climbed up from among the bamboo forest flowers and grasses, and those who fell to the ground also creaked their joints and jumped one by one. When they came out, they gathered around Gu Mang, and there were more than 50 of them, and the number was still increasing.
Murong Chuyi said, "Even if it is an immortal, a stick of incense will never take him away."
Murong Chuyi and Mo Xi both like to use "absolutely", "inevitably" and "certainly" to speak to others. Since he said that he will never take it away, he must be 100% sure.
Mo Xi glanced at the bamboo warriors, turned his head to look at Huameng Pond, and said, "Let's start."
The red peony entered the pond, and the pond water instantly turned golden light.
Murong Chuyi took three lotus petal-shaped jade cups and gave them to himself, Murong Lian, and Mo Xi respectively.
Yue Chenqing stayed by the side: "... Where is mine? I don't have one?"
Murong Lian smiled maliciously and said, "Hehe, your fourth uncle thinks you can't afford it, so he won't take you to play."
Yue Chenqing turned her head like a dog, blinked her eyes, and looked at his uncle.
His uncle ignored him, he had already swallowed the contents of the cup, and the effect of the water from the Dream Transformation Pond was extremely strong. Almost as soon as he swallowed the last sip, he fell asleep beside the pool with his pillow arms down.
"Fourth Uncle??"
Seeing his unwillingness, Mo Xi scooped up the jade cup left by Murong Chuyi and handed it to Yue Chenqing. Yue Chenqing was finally brought to play, and he hurriedly took it and said thank you to Xi and Jun. , Gudu Gudu raised his head and drank all the golden water, and then he also fell down and fell asleep.
Mo Xi and Murong Lian didn't wait any longer, and the water of dreams poured into their throats, and a sudden sinking occurred in front of them—
At first, everything was dark, as if caught in a thick darkness. Suddenly, at a certain moment, the sound of Jian Xiaoqing was faintly heard in the ear. The sword sound had the power of wind and thunder, and the sky pierced the earth, changing the color of the world.
This kind of sword-blade whistling, even without looking at Mo Xi, can tell. This was the sound of Li Qingqian's sword when he fought side by side with himself in the thousand-headed demon wolves back then.
At that time, the water-breaking sword was not as complete as it was later, but every move and style, it was all mighty and upright, and its aura was full of aura.
With the sound of the broken water sword, light gradually began to appear in front of him, and the surrounding scenery slowly became transparent and bright.
It was originally a small cottage in a village, and in late spring, apricot blossoms filled the garden.
Li Qingqian, who was only in his early twenties, was dancing a sword in the courtyard, and his blue, patched clothes fluttered with his movements.
But he wasn't alone, there was a petite girl in a coarse crimson robe who was fighting him. Her movements are graceful and brisk, and she can't see her face clearly when she rotates and dodges. It wasn't until she was restrained by Li Qingqian's sword that she stopped with a smile, and said coquettishly, "Brother, I can beat you twelve more tricks today. You still don't praise me?"
Li Qingqian smiled and said, "The red peony is quite remarkable."
- It turns out that Hongshao is the name of a girl.
Hong Shao refused to forgive: "This sentence was praised last time, another sentence?"
Li Qingqian smiled helplessly: "Then... you are the smartest?"
"That was the sentence last time, think again!"
After saying that, he turned his face in a fit of anger.
Only then did Mo Xi see her face clearly, but he saw that this girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Mo Xi had always been unfamiliar with women's appearance, he only looked at her very familiar.
Perhaps it should be said that the missing women are a bit like her fragments, some with noses, some with lips, and some with the black mole at the end of the eye.
Li Qingqian put away his saber, raised his hand and flicked her forehead: "I can't think of it, I don't want to." After saying that, she turned around and went back into the room.
"You, you, you! You just don't care!!" Hong Shao chased after him, jumping and shouting, making a lot of noise, and shouting, "Ah!! Big Brother Li is busy! It's not hurting me more and more!!"
Reed chickens ran all over the floor in shock, and a small yellow dog in the courtyard barked after him, not knowing whether he was cheering for her or arguing with her.
"… "
Mo Xi has always been unbearable with women, Mengze's calmness is not bad, a girl like Hong Shao can be ranked among the top ten nightmares in his life.
But it seemed that Li Qingqian thought she was very good, and there was no impatience in her words.
Looking further down, Mo Xi roughly understood the relationship between them.
It turned out that this red peony was a little girl who escaped from the famine that Li Qingqian picked up when he was traveling in Fuyi. When he met her, he was eighteen and she was fifteen. They have been traveling together for three and a half years, and now they are an inseparable couple.
It's just that Li Qingqian and Hong Shao have no experience of talking about love. Li Qingqian needless to say. Although Hong Shao seems to be noisy, she is actually a very pure girl. So although the feelings between them can be seen by others, the two of them are stupid and never know how to break it with each other.
The most amazing thing is that once Hong Shao drank too much wine, she lay on the table and raised her eyes, staring blankly at Li Qingqian who was reading under the candlelight, looking at Li Qingqian's hand resting on the edge of the scroll, she suddenly endured. Can't stop, quietly leaned in a little bit, then a little bit closer, suddenly the heart surged up, and I mustered the courage to hold it.
Li Qingqian was taken aback, she was speechless for a moment and looked at her with wide eyes. But seeing Hong Shao's cheeks flushed red, he smirked, looking at him with eyes full of bright stars.
"Big brother..."
It is reasonable to say that the husband is in love with his concubine. After all, one of the two mustered up the courage to pierce the window paper, and they should be able to communicate with each other.
But Hong Shao looked at Li Qingqian's handsome and refined face, and suddenly became timid.
She thought, is she really worthy of him
As early as three years ago, when he walked in front of his starving self and stretched out his hand to a dirty little girl with scabies all over his body, he became her brother, her goddess, and her lover.
In her eyes, Big Brother Li is good in everything, looks good, has a good heart, is good at spells, and has a good voice.
In addition to no money, everywhere is the first in the world.
Look down at herself again, although she looks decent, but she is a silly girl who doesn't know big characters, she is stupid and stupid, she eats a lot, she can eat twice as much as her big brother Li in one meal, and her voice is loud, like a Dangdang beating gongs and drums.
The more this little gong and drum thought about it, the more desolate it became, and the courage it had finally mustered, actually collapsed again at this critical juncture.
The courage is gone, but the hand is still holding.
There must be a good excuse, right? I can't say sorry bro, I thought your hand was a teacup, but I took it wrong.
So Hong Shao really made up a lousy excuse, an excuse that even Mo Xi couldn't deceive—she said with a smile, "You're playing with me!"
Li Qingqian: "…"
"Let's play! Let's compare who is more powerful!"
Li Qingqian probably also thought that he was wrong, his ears were slightly red, he pulled his hand out of her palm, lowered his eyelashes, and then said helplessly, "Isn't someone smarter just yesterday?"
"Yeah, so I'm stronger today."
Li Qingqian smiled reluctantly: "What is this strange idea that suddenly came to your mind? Every day? What do you want to compare tomorrow?"
"Who will be handsome tomorrow!" Hong Shao said, suddenly jumping up and snatching the pen beside Li Qingqian's book, adding two mustaches to her lips, "Look at it, big brother, it's like this!"
Li Qingqian looked at her bright eyes, looking forward, and pretending to be twitching her beard, she couldn't help being funny and warm.
He also likes her, just like she thinks that she is stupid and eats too much, and Li Qingqian thinks that she is boring and earns less, so he always feels that a smart and beautiful girl like Hong Shao , You shouldn't have to suffer with yourself all the time.
In fact, when Hong Shao had to stick behind him and follow him, he reluctantly said to her: "Girl, I only saved you because I happened to see you lying on the side of the road, very ill. It's not that What do I want you to repay..."
Hong Shao’s voice is as loud as a gong and drum, but her stature is petite. As soon as Li Qingqian walks fast, she has to stumble and run after her on her little broken shoes, hurriedly explaining as she runs: “Big brother, big brother, I know, I You know! You don't want me to repay, but I want to repay—"
"You stay in the hospital, didn't I tell the doctor? She is willing to accept you as a little apprentice. If you really want to repay me, then follow her to study hard, and you will be able to cure diseases and save people in the future. It's not very good. ?"
"It's not good!" Hong Shao jumped her feet in a hurry, "I sold my body to bury my father! You buried my foster father and saved me, you even treated me, I, I don't care! I will follow you and me I want to follow you, follow you, follow you!!" In the end, he was yelling like a little madman.
Li Qingqian saw that this little sick cat had regained her strength, and it was so difficult to deal with, she couldn't help but have a headache and walked faster.
When Hong Shao saw it, she was anxious. The broken straw shoes were dragging her feet, always tripping over her and preventing her from chasing people, so she simply took it off and threw it towards Li Qingqian one by one, squatting on the ground barefoot, with a wow She burst into tears: "You, don't go! Then I won't repay you, won't it!"
Li Qingqian: "…"
Tears rolled down her dirty little face: "I won't repay you! I'll eat and drink, can I rely on you! Big brother, don't leave me alone." Saying that, he wiped away tears and choked, "You left me in the hospital, I'm clumsy and can't do anything... In a few days, what if the doctor sells me again? I've already been transferred to three households. People, to be their child bride, little maid, goddaughter, I don't even know what I am..."
The more I cried, the more vigorously, the broken gong's voice was howling, the tears rolled in the mud, and the dirty feet were rubbing in the mud.
"Don't leave me, I don't want to be transferred to the fourth house again, woo woo woo..."
She said that, what else could Li Qingqian do
He was born in Lichun country, one of the weakest countries in Kyushu. And once there are demons and evil spirits, there is no major cult to help them suppress them. Li Qingqian watched with his own eyes his mother was raped and killed, and his father was stabbed to death.
At that time, he was only ten years old in the broken house. He hugged his younger brother who had just been weaned, and huddled in the depths of the cupboard. Tears kept streaming down, but he tightly covered his brother's mouth to prevent him from crying.
But those cultivators had strong spiritual power, and two children were hiding in the house, how could they not know
The cabinet door was kicked open, and between the sawdust splashing, he and his younger brother were slipped out by two stout big hands. He hugged his brother tightly and refused to let go, and was beaten and cursed with a grin.
"Can these two boys take them back to refine the medicine?"
"It seems that they didn't inherit their mother's sphenoid beauty line, and the tears were the wrong color..."
"Then just kill it! Cut the grass and remove the roots, and leave no calamity!"
Li Qingqian didn't understand what they were talking about at the time, didn't understand what the sphenoid beauty seat was, and saw her mother's naked body wrapped in satin by several monks, and she didn't know where to take it. He cried and shouted, trying to chase after the corpse of A-Niang, but he couldn't let go of the younger brother in his arms.
The scorching gunpowder smoke, the stench of blood, and the grinning laughter of the monks, everything danced in front of us. In the chaos, a sudden bang was heard.
A blue-colored sword light slaughtered several monks with one blow, and blood spattered several feet!
Then, a man in Tsing Yi wearing a golden mask appeared in front of the door. Against the light of the sky, he stepped over the corpses under the violent swords and walked into the house.