The temple door opened.
What catches the eye is the brilliant golden light of the blockbuster. However, in the Hall of the National Teacher, the carved beams and painted buildings are all decorated with fine gold powder, the curtains are low, the ground is covered with thatch mats, and the soft cushions are full of gold embroidery, which is magnificent and magnificent.
In this golden floating light, there was a man in a wide robe and wide sleeves, sitting by the window with his back to him, and was playing the piano with his head down.
The guqin has human skin as its face, hair as its strings, and nine human eyes on its body.
Hearing the sound of kicking the door, the man played the last three or two strings in a hurry, suppressed the trembling strings, and said calmly:
"The night is quiet, what are the guests doing?"
The hatred in Li Qingqian's voice was deep, he held the bloody sword, and bit down four words: "I'm here to seek revenge!"
"Heh..." The national teacher smiled faintly, "In the world of Kyushu, there are many people who want to seek revenge from me, whether they are living people or resentful ghosts. But they have the ability to single-handedly break into the palace and come to my palace. of."
He turned his head slowly and said indifferently, "There are really not many."
With the movement of his head up, the lights in the hall lit up.
The national teacher of Liao Kingdom actually wore a golden mask, and the dark eyes behind the mask were surging.
He chuckled lightly: "What kind of revenge is Xianjun here?"
Li Qingqian said bitterly, "Blood feud!"
"Oh?" The national teacher got up with interest and asked, "Which one did I kill?"
Li Qingqian knew that it was useless to tell him the name of Hong Shao, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Daughter of the Mountain... You know what you have done. You... liar!"
The national teacher was silent for a moment, then sneered: "It turns out that Xianjun is, Chongguan is angry with a red face..."
Li Qingqian was almost trembling with anger, his eyes were red: "You said that you were looking for those women with similar appearances in order to accept them as saints and teach astrology, but the truth is that they were buried alive in Fengyu Mountain to worship the mountain gods! ?!"
The national teacher said, "No."
"…!"
Li Qingqian has always been a reasonable person, but when he heard that he denied it, the hatred he wanted to burst out was restrained, his eyes widened, and his chest heavingly stared at him.
The national teacher sighed: "Xianjun would have such an inference, it is really half-knowledgeable, and he has wronged me."
"I... I..." Li Qingsu seemed to want to ask "Where did I wrong you?", but he was so excited, and the words of the national teacher were so unexpected that he didn't know how to ask.
The national teacher said: "It's true that I accepted those women, but you said that I buried them alive to sacrifice to the mountain gods, but it was totally wrong. Xiaoxianjun, let me ask you, what mountain gods can Fengyu Mountain have?"
"… "
"The mountain gods of the five evil mountains may not be able to get a hundred live maiden sacrifices. Where does Fengyu Mountain rank?"
"But, but..."
"It has no spirituality, and at most it's just a feng shui dead end. You listen to the rumors, and you insist that I want to sacrifice to the mountain gods, so I pushed the hundreds of girls into the buried earth pit for no reason and let them die. Here." The national teacher paused and said, "How can I be so boring."
Li Qingqian obviously did not want to believe what the teacher said, but what the other party said was justified and without any strong arguments, so his expression was extraordinarily dazed.
This daze made him look very tired and pitiful, as if the fire of revenge was going to be pulled from his body, leaving him with a cold, empty skeleton.
The deep eyes of the national teacher looked at him like this, looking at him bowing his head, looking at him moaning, looking at his slack eyes and lack of will.
After a long while, the national teacher raised his slender fingers, covered the mask, and suddenly laughed softly.
Li Qingqian raised his head abruptly and looked at this strange man with a pale face.
In his blank eyes, the national teacher was like a gamer who teased birds, and his laughter became more and more serious, and the bursts of laughter were almost like cold water, forcing Li Qingqian to stand on end: "Hahaha... Hahaha… "
"why are you laughing?!"
"Pfft, I'm laughing at you being funny, you're really funny - Master Li of the Water-breaking Sword, I have long admired your name for conquering demons. It turns out that the masters in this world today are the ones who look so innocent and naive?"
Li Qingqian was stunned: "You already knew it was me..."
"There is a loud jingle sound outside, if I can't tell it, am I deaf?"
Li Qingqian said stunned, "So you were lying just now?!"
The national teacher sat back on the piano bench, with one hand on the body of the piano and the other on his knees, his eyes were bright, and his smile was sweet: "Huh? What am I lying to you for? What I just told you is true."
"I never sacrificed those hundred women to the mountain, but I did bury them. Not for the national fortune, just for..." He paused and laughed, "Just to have fun."
Li Qingqian was stunned: "You!"
"Do you know why I chose these women." The national teacher fiddled with the strings, making intermittent and meaningless smashing sounds, and then lowered his eyes and smiled: "Actually, none of them can complain, they only complain like a scumbag. people."
He sighed: "That bitch taught me to hate." His black eyes sparkled, "I'm not happy."
"You... you lunatic..."
"That's right, I'm a lunatic." The national teacher giggled, "But if I told you that I was actually an infatuated person, would you believe me?"
"you-"
"Aren't you curious who those women look like?"
Li Qingqian didn't answer, and the national teacher didn't care, she just kept talking to herself, "They are all like a saint I raised... a lowly maid. I treat her kindly, but she doesn't treat her well. Instead, I ate inside and out, did a major thing against my will, and then ran away."
"I've been inquiring about her whereabouts, but I can't find her. It wasn't until many years later that I heard that in Chonghua, there was a woman of peerless beauty who got married. That's her."
The national teacher used the most casual tone to tell the monstrous resentment in his heart, "Tsk tsk, it's touching. People say that this woman is insane to marry such a mean and cold-hearted man with her beautiful and beautiful body. She obviously has the appearance of the city, the color of hibiscus, but she is obsessed with a piece of ice and wood that does not understand the style, which is really disappointing the beauty."
The hair-hardened strings screeched eerily under his hands.
The national teacher grinned and said: "I think so too." He pointed to the side of his skull: "I think she married that person because there is a disease here."
"Look, she is so naughty. She doesn't want to be a good-looking national teacher, but she wants to be a bad wife for others. Oh, it makes me so angry." When the national teacher said these words, he was always smiling, like Talking about trivial matters, "But what can I do? I'm so high above and in a detached position, I can't go grab a relative, right? So... "
His lips were split like a beast, and his two rows of teeth were sharp, "I just came up with a brilliant idea. To relieve my unhappiness."
He looked at Li Qingqian with a blank face, smiled, and said lightly, "I'm also married."
"Isn't she a peerless beauty, rare in the world, will she seduce people? I want to marry thousands and hundreds of girls who look like her, and that bitch is self-proclaimed, and I will step her into the dust and mud, what? Allure the country and allure the city... Hahahaha, if you don't want to find a few, you can find a few! Marry her, what a big deal!"
"…!"
This time, let alone Li Qingqian, even Mo Xi thought that this person must have some kind of disease, and that's why he went crazy.
"Look at me. Hundreds of saintess will be summoned, each of them looks like her. What is she?" The national teacher said excitedly, his eyes shining brightly, "If I want to marry, I can put a golden crown on them. Put on the phoenix clothes. Let them kneel before my seat one by one—"
Li Qingqian had always had a face like golden paper and never answered, but when he heard him say this, he sternly said, "Hong Shao won't kneel down for you!"
Unexpectedly, the national teacher glanced at him, but he didn't deny it. He laughed twice and said, "Someone doesn't kneel."
"… "
He licked his white and sharp canine teeth, narrowed his eyes, and said sweetly and sternly: "But all those who dare to resist, those who are unwilling, those sluts..." He sneered twice, "As long as you kill, It's all fine."
"You! You are so!" Li Qingqian was angry and sad, shaking all over. He never scolded anyone. At this time, he hated so much, but he didn't know what to say, so his face flushed red and his lips slightly Trembling, "You..."
The national teacher just smiled, with contentment and cruelty flashing in his eyes: "Don't they have to be proud and indestructible? Well, then I will bury them all in Fengyu Mountain, and feng shui will be turned into evil spirits!!"
"do not talk… "
"There are a lot of unsatisfactory things in this world, and it is impossible for everyone to do what I want. Although I can't fully understand my own heart, I can let the world know what it means to obey me and prosper, and those who oppose me perish!"
"You are crazy...you are crazy!!"
Li Qingqian couldn't bear it any longer, he let out a long sword, and the blue light shone straight to the head of the national teacher!
Mo Xi had seen countless enemies, and at this time he could see that this move was Li Qingqian's lifelong ability.
But who would have known that the national teacher did not move, and sat high, but only slightly plucked with his fingertips, the human-skin guqin was clanking, and the broken water sword light was eclipsed by the fingers. !
"Why—" Li Qingqian was stunned, even Mo Xi could not have imagined that this shocking sword could be cracked so easily—the national master repelled the sword light, stood up, raised two fingers, and his figure was as fast as ever. Ghostly.
When Li Qingqian came back to his senses, the long sword in his hand had been snatched by the national teacher and caught between his two fingers.
A little bit of force, suddenly broken thousands of pieces! !
"You..." Li Qingqian took a step back abruptly and shook his head in shock, "How could you..."
The national teacher smiled and said: "How can I easily break your sword move?"
"… "
The eyes under the golden mask shone with a faint luster, and the national teacher threw the hilt of the sword, walked slowly towards Li Qingsu, suddenly struck hard, raised his hand on the pillar behind Li Qingsu, like a cheetah eating meat. Approaching, almost eye to eye.
"Broken Water Sword." The national teacher's voice was low and sweet, "I don't know what to do."
The last bit of blood on Li Qingqian's face was exhausted. He had no way to retreat. He slammed against the thick nanmu pillar, his pupils contracted sharply, staring at the eyes behind the golden cover.
He was suddenly suspicious.
—This… Is this the eye from memory
The almond eyes that rescued him and his younger brother from the flames of gunpowder and the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River
He couldn't be sure, and he couldn't be sure, he felt cold, every drop of blood and every inch of muscle and bones were freezing... His Water-breaking sword was derived from the sword manual left by the cultivator in Tsing Yi back then. Apart from that person, there are still other Who easily broke his sword art
But how could this crazy perverted, twisted and dark national teacher be the man who saved him in the first place
How, how? ! The only thing they are alike is this gold overlay...
There are many monks in the world who like to cover their faces with masks and do not teach people to see their true faces. How could this lunatic in front of him be his former benefactor? !
How could it be? ! !
He has no red peony and lost his future.
Now that the world is cruel, should even his past be wiped out? !
Li Qingqian trembled: "No... no... you're not..."
The national teacher's eyes were like a knife, slashing down the center of his eyebrows, bit by bit, tearing apart the flesh and blood, and easily penetrated his trembling heart.
"Hehe, although this water-breaking sword is not perfect, I really loved it when I was a teenager." The national teacher chuckled, "Listen, every five years a sword changes in spring and autumn, and every ten years reverses the vicissitudes of life... Just these two sword tricks, you can tell how young and frivolous he is."
Li Qingqian shook his head slowly, and suddenly said madly: "No! You are definitely not him! You can never be him!!"
The national teacher didn't answer, only lowered his eyelashes and grinned coldly: "Li Qingqian. Since you have cultivated this sword manual, you are also half my apprentice. Good apprentice, because the teacher knows that you hate me, But I haven't had enough fun in this world, I can't die easily. I can only send you to the road first."
Li Qingqian's face was pale.
The national teacher said with a low smile: "Hey, I originally planned to use the ghosts of the female crying mountain to make swords, but I was ruined by your little naughty. It happened that you cast yourself in the trap, you can use it for me to play with. You can rest assured. , After you die, Master will make you into a magical weapon. You have to be obedient and don't cry."
Li Qingqian is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is the person in front of him... Could it really be the swordsman in blue that he had been chasing after saving him back then? !
"The Broken Water Sword is yours... Did you pass it on to me... Was that person... was you..." His voice was broken.
The national teacher did not answer directly, but just smiled: "Actually, I don't want to pass it on to others at all. But... Forget it, there is nothing to say now."
After he finished speaking, he straightened up, and his eyes flashed coldly: "Come on, let me let you feel what the real water-breaking sword looks like! Master. Father. Teach. You!"
Mo Xi: "!!"
The voice fell, and suddenly a green light flashed in front of him, and under the shadow of a flying dragon, it was like a thunderbolt that broke through the nine days, and the blood splashed in an instant!
The light and shadow in front of him swayed violently, Mo Xi saw Li Qingqian lying in a pool of blood, and the national teacher tore Li Qingqian's chest with a sword blade, and even with his bare hands, the heart, liver, lungs and lungs that were still beating and trembling were ripped open. Pulling it out, blood was splashed on the gold cover, the national teacher has been laughing frantically, and the laughter is circling...
In the crimson, the national teacher licked the blood that was splattered on the corners of his lips, and said with a light smile: "Li Qingqian, the girl you like should never be, should not be like her. What about you, you should never be? , you shouldn't learn this swordsmanship."
He stared at Li Qingqian's corpse, and said lightly, "You are ignorant, so you can't blame me when you die."
In the last scene, the national teacher got up, pinched Li Qingqian's neck with his bloody hands, dragged him, walked out of the golden hall of the national teacher, and walked towards the long night of starry nights.
There was a line of hot blood on the gold brick. Li Qingqian's body was dragged away by the national teacher. When they disappeared at the corner of the temple gate, the hoarse laughter of the national teacher suddenly sounded. sighed frantically—
"A sword in five years will change in spring and autumn, and a sword in ten years will reverse the vicissitudes of life. This sword will definitely cut off the water..."
After a pause, a loud shout that seemed to be extremely happy and also seemed to be extremely painful, shattered Chang Ye: "It's hard to break in my life... Xiang Junxin!"
The mad song is like a vortex in the dream, and everything is lost. Mo Xi suddenly fell into a dark abyss.
…
When I opened my eyes again, the first thing that came into my eyes was the night sky, filled with bright stars. A few sparse branches reached to the high sky, and the dead leaves on the branches were slightly curled.
The memories were over, and he returned to Murong Chuyi's courtyard.
Mo Xi was lying on the ground, the remnants of "This sword will never break the water, it will never break the heart of the king" in his ears, the scenes in the illusion are still in front of him. From the sword dance in front of the house to the blood stains in the final hall of the national teacher.
He looked at the night sky, his throat was twitching, and he didn't know what it was like. It's just that after a long time, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind—
He thought, what if the red peony was disease-free at the beginning
If she is blessed and healthy, will they always be with each other, there will be one less sword demon in the world, and one more pair of companions, and the little gongs and drums will become an old woman, and they will always be noisy around Li Qingqian.
Is this possible
Mo Xi was not sure. When he was young, he knew very little about love. At that time, he thought that as long as he did his best, a lover could be married.
Later he found out that it wasn't.
It turns out that in this world, there is something called destiny.
When the relationship is deep and shallow, destiny will turn into poverty, feud, disease, etc. All the heavy hammers that you can't even think of or guess, will be slammed on the hands of the buckle.
Some people stop when it hurts.
And those who were not reconciled to the pain, and who were not willing to give up, were probably like Li Qingqian, who were smashed to the point where they were smashed to pieces, their bones and muscles were exposed, their bones were smashed, and their blood was broken.
Stubborn to the end, still broken.
He also asked for an unrecognizable ending.
When he got up, the medicinal properties of the other people had not dissipated, and they were still sleeping. His eyes drifted over and over, and finally landed on Gu Mang's side - Gu Mang was still in a coma.
Mo Xi felt extremely depressed. He couldn't help thinking that he and Gu Mang were actually the same, the class gap and the hatred of the family and the country were overwhelmed. Gu Mang couldn't bear the pain, so he left him.
He was still the one who was given up.
But maybe, in fact, the affection between them can't even compare with Li Qingqian and Hong Shao. Maybe from the beginning, they didn't interlock their fingers, but he was affectionate, holding Gu Mang's fingers wishful thinking, forcing Gu Mang, refusing to let Gu Mang go.
The "love you" that Gu Mang had said in those years was actually somewhat sincere.
Mo Xi closed his eyelashes, held his throbbing forehead, and slowly pulled himself away from the afterglow and heartache of the illusion.
At this time, the rest of the people also started to move and woke up one after another from the dream.
Yue Chenqing did not suffer in the world, nor did he experience the helplessness of love, so although he felt sorry for Li Qingqian, he didn't feel anything at all. He was just disgusted by the last scene. "
"That Liao Kingdom's national teacher... he's a pervert!!" Yue Chenqing threw up several times, gasped for breath, and said weakly, "He's so good, what is he doing, is he the child of a wild wolf?! "
The two Murongs were relatively calm, Murong Chuyi had no expression, closed his eyes and focused his mind, while Murong Lian rested his head on the rockery and said, "Sword Spirit, you know it, it's dead. The worse it is, the more powerful it is. There used to be some craftsmen who like to cover people's bodies with sticky glue, peel off the skins, smear them with sugar water, and throw them into the bees..."
Yue Chenqing waved her hand, motioned him to stop talking, and then started covering her stomach, "Ouch—"
Murong Lian probably thought that Yue Chenqing vomited disgustingly, so she stopped talking. He supported the rockery to stand up, moved his muscles and bones, and said with a sneer: "But now I know it, it turns out that Li Qingqian's water-breaking sword is not his own, but from the sword manual given to him by the national master Liaoguo. of."
Murong Chuyi said, "It's not one."
"Why not together?"
"Breaking the water sword is a new move after Li Qingqian's re-enlightenment. The swordsmanship lies in 'the benevolent sword breaks the water, the righteous sword cuts the sorrow, the poverty also saves the world, and the hardships are still not resigned', but the core of the kendo of the Liaoguo is 'this Jian Ling can never break the water, and it is difficult to break the heart of the king in his life.' One holds the sword for righteousness, and the other holds the sword for love.
Murong Lian was stunned for a moment, and then sneered in disbelief: "Idiot, I'm stupid, you are really a lunatic."
Yue Chenqing was really eager to protect her uncle, and the nausea from vomiting had not yet passed. When she heard that Shu Jun actually said that to Murong Chuyi, she couldn't help but angrily said, "You are not allowed to scold my fourth uncle!"
Murong Lian squinted and said, "What can't he scold? In addition to Your Majesty, there are other people in Chonghua that I can't scold?"
"Brother Murong, you, you, you are unreasonable! I want to tell you to go up!"
Murong Lian said angrily, "Little baby, why didn't you tell your mother to go?"
Yue Chenqing's face turned pale, her whole body was trembling with anger, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly saw a flash of white clothes, with a crisp sound, Murong Chuyi raised her hand and slapped Murong Lian firmly!
Everyone was shocked at this moment, and Murong Lian was slapped so hard that he couldn't recover for a long time.
Murong Chu's clothes are wide and sleeves are fluttering, and the silk belt is neat, and his eyes are as cold as a bayonet under his sword eyebrows: "I don't dare."
Murong Lian was about to explode, Taohua's eyes were red with anger, "You bastard! This king is—"
Murong Chuyi slapped her backhand again, "What are you?"
Murong Lian has never been so humiliated by any of her peers before, she was so angry that her eyes were full of gold stars, her hand holding the cigarette bag was trembling: "You... you are so bold... …”
Murong Chuyi narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, her watery thin lips opened and closed, and returned Murong Lian's words just coldly: "Tell your Majesty what to do. Why don't you tell your mother."
With these words, Murong Lian's face instantly turned red! The blood vessels on the side of the neck are protruding, and they will immediately rush up and fight Murong Chuyi!
Murong Chuyi turned sideways to avoid it, flicked his sleeves, and said: "Let him get out."
Yue Chenqing didn't expect that his fourth uncle would actually order him to do things, she opened her eyes wide, and nodded her head in a dazed and astonished manner: "Oh... oh, okay..."
Who knew that Murong Chuyi said, "I didn't talk to you."
"what?"
The wooden mecha clacked, and the bamboo warriors who had been surrounding Gu Mang suddenly turned their limbs, all of them striding in the direction of Murong Lian.
Murong Chuyi stood behind the group of wooden mecha, looked at Murong Lian coldly, and said, "See off the guest."
Wang Shujun has a high status, where is he not being held by others to make offerings? But at this time, Murong Chuyi sent a group of wooden men to rush him away, and looking at his posture, if Murong Lian didn't leave, they planned to bring him down and lift him up together. Murong Lian trembled with anger, pointed at Murong Chuyi and said angrily, "You, dare!"
Murong Chu, dressed in a white robe like snow, said abruptly, "Throw it out."
The bamboo warriors shouted "A-da-da", and according to the order, Murong Lian, who was crowded in a swarm, was thrown out.
After losing Murong Lian, Murong Chuyi returned with an indifferent expression, sat at the stone table in the courtyard, and said to Mo Xi as if nothing had happened: "Xihe-Jun, sit down."
Mo Xi: "..."
Chi Xian is indeed a lunatic...
Yue Chenqing seemed to have long been accustomed to his uncle's character, and said earnestly beside him, "Fourth uncle, can I sit too?"
Murong Chuyi didn't even look at him: "You stand."
Yue Chenqing lowered her head dejectedly: "...Oh..."
Murong Chuyi raised his finger, and immediately two bamboo warriors came down from the corridor, holding teapots and plates in their hands and resting them on the table.
Two cups of tea were poured, and Murong Chuyi said lightly: "It's serious business. Now that Li Qingqian's past is clear, what do you think about the sword demon who ran away?"
Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang a few more times before turning his eyes away and saying, "He shouldn't leave in Chonghua. He will also go to find the peerless beauty that the national teacher said."
Yue Chenqing interjected: "But, that sword spirit is so strange. The Li Zongshi we saw in our memories just now was such a good-natured person, why is he now..."
Mo Xi said, "Li Qingqian is a sword demon, not a sword spirit. He died tragically and was forged into the red peony sword. At first, his mind could still be preserved, but the red peony has been by the side of the national teacher for a long time, and it has taken a lot of resentment. Spiritual blood. In this case, his mental behavior will become more and more similar to his master."
Yue Chenqing was startled: "So the Li Qingqian we met has a temperament closer to that national teacher?"
Murong Chuyi said, "Yes."
Yue Chenqing thought for a while: "Is that so... Then the red peony sword should have been given to others by the national master? If it still belongs to the national master, it will not fall into Murong Lian's hands."
Mo Xi shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter who the red peony sword belongs to now. What matters is who he will go to next."
Murong Chuyi said: "That's right. After Li Qingqian changed his form, he deliberately imitated the national teacher in every move. I think his obsession is too deep, and he's crazy, so he can't speculate with ordinary people's behavior. However, his obsession doesn't count. It's hard to guess, he just wants to find the 'peerless beauty' in the mouth of the national teacher."
Mo Xi also agreed with Murong Chuyi's words.
Thinking of Li Qingqian's arrest of those girls, he was not in a hurry to kill them immediately, but would try to get them to tell him where all the similar women were. Then, according to the news they disclosed, they were arrested and humiliated to death one by one. I'm afraid Li Qingqian felt that if it wasn't for this woman's marriage, which made the national teacher resentful, Hongshao would not have died.
Li Qingqian has gone crazy.
Mo Xi thought about this, and then asked, "Yue Chenqing, about ten years ago, the most beautiful girl in Chonghua, do you know who she is?"