What's that person's name? where do you live? Where do you come from and where are you going?
Ye Xuici, who was still young, was filled with such doubts. Her parents said that no one came that night. Even her brother who took care of her said that no one came in or out of the house, let alone the sound of a piano. But she clearly heard it, as if it was in her ears, very clearly. She wasn't proficient in music theory, and she couldn't remember the melody clearly, but it was indeed a soothing piece of music, and it should have been played on a piano. Over time, she began to think that it was just a trance dream. But since she doesn't know much about music theory, how can she construct a smooth melody in her head?
This shouldn't be the case. So, someone has indeed been here.
There were too few clues, not to mention that she was half asleep and half awake at the time, and it was true that she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams. Are those characteristics that still remain in the memory real, or are they filled in by illusions? She didn't know it, but she always kept it in mind. Judging from his clothing, the blindfolded young man who rescued the siege by the lotus pond earlier should be the same young man with clear eyes who played the piano that night. What's more, she remembered that the man was carrying something behind him when he was at the water's edge. As for why the other woman pointed the knife at her, Ye Xuici was no longer interested. She just wanted to find out who the benefactor who saved her was.
One thing is certain, the cause of his coma was an unknown poison. My parents and elder brother can all testify to this. They said they tried their best and visited all the doctors they could find, but they couldn't get rid of the poison. Even the onmyoji they invited said that it had nothing to do with evil spirits and was just poisoning - but it almost killed her. Investigating the reason, all Ye Xuici could think of was the strange woman holding a knife. poison? She didn't even touch herself. It couldn't be that the long-lost "seeing death" had reappeared, right? That won't work. Not to mention that the world should have been in chaos long ago, and it was not her turn at all. Even if she caught a glimpse of it accidentally, she should be killed on the spot.
No matter what, this can be regarded as a strange experience, which ordinary people have never had. With such a secret, she grew up slowly. In the past few years, she has continued to cooperate with her brother to make the family richer and richer. The courtyard is getting bigger and bigger, and the buildings are getting taller and taller. The flowers in the courtyard are becoming more and more precious, and the food on the table is becoming more and more abundant. All of this is big enough to cover the eyes of parents, and they even blame them for making money in this way, why don't they make the family rich sooner and live a better life in advance. Although their past lives were clearly affluent - people's desires were endless.
Ye Xueci just found it boring.
The room is too big, so buy more rare gold and precious wood decorations to fill it; the couch is too empty, so buy more silks and satins to hang them; there are too many boxes and cabinets, so fill every place with cloth and jewelry gap. But her heart was always empty, and the vacancies were getting bigger and bigger, becoming one. All wealth is based on plunder. Compared with the rhetoric of businessmen and swindlers, unknown deprivation is the least harmful way to others' feelings and is more direct. Of course, she would no longer take away those worthless gadgets, which were simply insignificant interests to them now. Most of the matters were handled by her brother, and all she had to do was make some inquiries at the occasions she attended. She is endearing in appearance. When faced with such a weak little girl, it is easy for anyone to let down their guard. If they cover it up with clever words, they can always get unexpected information. By integrating this information, it would be easy to find the right thing in the right place, and no one would suspect that it was related to her.
She was tired of these things. The more you do it, the more proficient you become, and the emptier you feel inside. She actually knows the price of these things better than anyone else. Laws and regulations, moral conscience, these things disappeared silently from her body, flowing out along her ribs like quicksand, silently. She sometimes felt like a tree in which an invisible worm had made a small hole inside since the first time she touched something that did not belong to her. No one healed her, so she allowed the hole to expand until the inside completely fester, leaving only a thin body. One day, the sound of music briefly filled this empty shell, and she woke up from the numbness caused by pain. After she woke up, she saw herself riddled with holes like this. The music gradually dissipates, as memories escape from the holes. Unable to stop it, she allowed herself to become emptier and more conscious than ever.
Feel the pain clearly.
She often felt like someone was staring at her—when she did something bad. It was precisely because of this gaze that she was saved at that time. A few years later, she met an onmyoji at another deliberate banquet. The other party thought she was quite talented and was willing to teach her the art of yin and yang. To say that the Onmyoji is not a good person, he only practices some evil arts, and teaching her things is just passing on these low-level spells that no one wants to learn. Naturally, few people who are true insiders think highly of him. However, it was from following this old guy that she learned a lot of useful things. She is well versed in many unusual methods of prying, reappearing, and mapping. To say that this old guy was really right, Ye Xuici not only learned the things he taught, but also figured out many decent spells of his own... Of course, the famous and upright people believed that they were all wrong. Four things.
But now that she has entered the art of Onmyoji, she has naturally met many people in the industry and learned many related things. She heard that many onmyojis fought with swords, but this did not prove how superb their sword skills were. Generally speaking, they basically use the sword as a medium to attach spiritual power to it. This inspired her: In other words, many people have "poison" in their aura. Some weapons are even blessed with spells when they are forged, giving the swords themselves some unusual characteristics after they are finished. She could probably figure out how she was injured by the sword a few years ago. But how to resolve the poison, she still didn't figure it out. This poison is like a disease, and only the right medicine must be prescribed to be effective. Not to mention the symptoms, even with this medicine, she had no memory of applying it externally or internally. Could it be that the antidote is the sound of music itself? How could there be such a sound in the world.
Of course there is...she soon learned. When you know enough people and your network becomes broad enough, the answers to many questions will come to you. There are certainly ways to use sound to detoxify, and the principles are also diverse. Some used invisible sounds as a medium to cast spells; some were based on the Taoism of the caster, detoxifying like breaking a curse. The biggest gain of Ye Xuici is that someone mentioned that in the December of Huangquan, there was a musician who was born in Liudao Impermanence. However, he had no hands, and no living person had ever heard him play the piano. Moreover, he is still blind, covering his eyes with black eyes all day long. He has been like this for hundreds of years.
That must be him. Ye Xuici thought so. The Six Paths of Impermanence are messengers running around in the world, and they can be seen wherever needed. However, she no longer has such a deep obsession. There are twelve people in Huangquan in December, and you may not necessarily meet any one of them. And many people never see any of them throughout their lives. No matter what kind of activities he does, Ye Xuici also knows that he cannot make much trouble. Just to see someone again, you have to do those heinous things that deserve death, and you may not even meet the person. Even a fool can settle the account.
But she had been stuck in the quagmire for too long. Looking back, I can no longer see the riverbank where I stopped.
She had already found a way to fill the void in her heart. She has realized that material satisfaction cannot solve her problems. Those illusory and abstract things should naturally be filled with non-material things. There are many people in the world who are doing similar things to her... most of them are incompetent and just steal money like she did in the early days. Those who have some ability have the courage to leave notices, but people can do nothing about them. Such people not only steal people's money, but also take away the dignity of the master and the government. There are also some individual ones who only want the pleasure of stealing. There are also many people called "righteous thieves" who rob the rich and give to the poor, winning the love of the poor. There are also people who don’t steal money, but steal their hearts. With their extraordinary looks and exquisite skills, many men and women are willing to offer gold, silver and jewelry for this purpose, and they are sincere. How they are treated is none of their business. It can only be said to be stupid to be so willing to be passive. There are never a few people who play with people's hearts. There is another type of person who steals technology. Most of them are trying to make money for one party by sneaking into another party to act as moles. Restaurant recipes, craftsmen's skills, medical prescriptions... Stealing these things requires more patience.
What Ye Xuici stole was the secret itself. They are not limited to recipes and prescriptions, but also events buried deep in everyone's heart. This is a unique treasure that no one can obtain! Everything becomes known once its value is judged. And this kind of thing, only two people know about it from the beginning - she and the holder of the secret, so its value is incomparable! It is more fragrant than any rare flower, rarer than any bright jewelry, and more precious than any expensive powder. Just the process of discovering secrets through various extraordinary means is as exciting as treasure hunting, not to mention the moment of harvesting the fruits.
Under the mask of a gentleman is a killer with a heart of snake and scorpion. The glamorous rich lady is particularly fond of gossiping in private; the pure and lovely child only thinks about how to torture the neighbor's lamb; the kind and kind old man is actually a pervert who relies on his old age. . Everyone has a dirty secret, even if the content itself doesn't interest her. She only cares about how to get it and what she can bring to herself after getting it.
This is a road of no return, just like a gambler addicted to casinos or an alcoholic soaked in wine lees. She knew it very well, but ran deeper without hesitation. If you often walk by the river, there is no reason why your shoes won’t get wet. But this time it wasn't her who capsized in the gutter - it was her brother. In fact, since her brother became more powerful in the family, he has become more and more bold. Many things were settled by her herself to prevent them from being exposed.
She was somewhat tired of this kind of life.
