"It's so majestic. This must be the envy of all the old-timers in the theater."
This woman is wearing a bright red cheongsam. Dazzling neon light flowed flexibly on her clothes, like different-colored flames burning from different gases. The pure white patterns are also like fire jumping for joy, and like snow rolling. The slender tobacco stem, which was also pure white and as warm as white jade, turned lightly between her fingers.
"Don't you want the fire?" Yin Hong, who was sitting next to her, said with a smile, "I can lend it to you."
"That's impossible. In front of you, he doesn't want to see me anymore."
"He acted. I don't believe that you can talk to him in private, and he still makes things difficult for you. It's all a matter of appearance, and everyone has the same mentality as Ming Jing'er. I often feel that you two are singing in harmony, so you should ask the actor to get off the stage. , teach you to go up."
"Where are the others?"
"Going to see off guests."
Yin Hong raised her hand and knocked the ashes into the ashtray on the small round table between the two. The woman reached out and took the remaining cigarette from her. She only smoked it for a while, then turned around and looked at it for a while.
"I can't smoke it. Today's new things come out too fast, which is really uncomfortable. For us old people, the fireworks are like one after another, exploding with a bang. Then the whole sky They are all gaudy. Some of them will hang in the sky forever, and some of them will disappear. Hey, it’s better not to smoke them, some old ones might choke to death.”
Just stubbing it out after it has burned to the butt of the cigarette is really not convincing enough to show kindness. Her eyes glanced back and quickly turned back. Someone in the last row was wearing a dark blue cheongsam with a high collar and square lapels. This fabric is non-reflective, and like the night sky, no color can leave traces. The man put down the hand holding his nose and crossed his legs unhappily, but said nothing.
The young dancer danced hard on the stage, but the audience's feedback had nothing to do with her. She was completely immersed in her own music, not knowing what the world was. From that thin body, there is a different kind of vitality that is constantly expanding. Yin Hong stared at the stage intently, replying to the woman's words.
"This is how the world is today. In the past, people created the era, but now they are wrapped up in the torrent of the era. They are afraid of being swept away if they can't catch up. However, there is nothing that changes forever... Look, like Fei The famous tricks in Yunxuan are still very popular among foreigners. History, aesthetics, likes and dislikes are all a big circle that can't stop spinning."
"It's really weird. Why do you feel like you've lived as long as us impermanent ghosts?"
"From ancient times to the present, I just see a little further than others. We, mortals and flesh, are just a point in a ring. But in the past, there must have been many points like this that could set off a bloody storm. . Maybe no one, including you, can escape, but...it is precisely how the water in the pool moves that keeps it alive."
"Yes, of course there are. There are quite a few. Although compared to the total number of human beings, it is only a drop in the ocean. But it is precisely relative to the total number of human beings that these bubbles on the water surface are interesting. Do you want to To become such a person?”
Yin Hong laughed again and moved the hand supporting her face to one side.
"I just want to make money. Making money from my own people is not enough, and it's not interesting. Many people in Feiyunxuan feel that I am robbing their business. It is inevitable that it will affect Chiyu, but I really want to make money with them. Fortunately, Mr. Liang Yue is a man of magnanimity and foresight, so he is willing to lend someone to him."
"Don't you think their boss is very unreasonable?"
"Although Yu Hengqing is conservative, I'm afraid she also has her own plans. I think those who can hold these hot things in their hands have always had their own abilities. Although from a business perspective... I think they can still make money. Greater development probably has its own difficulties. Alas, it’s just other people’s family affairs, how can I get involved?”
"It sounds grand, but it's just trying to figure out how much money can be spent to invite people here."
The person in the back row finally spoke, his tone cold. The woman put down the cigarette rod, turned around and laid her arms on the back of the chair, smiling enthusiastically.
"Mizunashi finally spoke. I thought we were too noisy and affected your enjoyment of the show."
"Isn't it like that?" Her tone was very unhappy, "You can talk about it while Mr. Liangyue is away. I don't think Yu Hengqing really needs these three melons and two dates, but he is just a fool who doesn't want to make money. "
"Oh. Tianxuanqing wants to lead them to make a lot of money, why don't you just follow the cards?"
"After all these years, why do you still like to ask questions knowingly?"
"After so many years, you have changed your mind and stopped calling me by my name. You were so unfamiliar in the past, I'm really touched."
This sentence seemed to poke at something of concern. Shui Wujun pursed his lips slightly and glared at her with a frown. The light under the stage was dim, but you could vaguely see a slightly raised, brown with white scar, running across her face from the eyebrow on the right to the lower jaw on the left. Kuchtsuki-kun completely pushed his long straight hair back and continued to ask with interest:
"Is it okay if you don't keep an eye on Mr. Tianquan? I don't remember Master Jiu sending you an invitation. How can you be so leisurely? Which way is more convenient? If it's further away, there is no shortcut for us to go these days. "
Shui Wujun's eyes moved from the stage to her face again.
"The spiritual veins that exist in the human world can still be used, but they are becoming less and less. Since you know that transportation is no longer as convenient as it used to be, you should know what it means to walk around the impermanent gatherings in the small Yaozhou. Do you think you have enough time? Everything happens by chance, I don’t think so. In the final analysis, when the magic weapon appeared in the same city a few years ago, we were destined to be dragged here. Now the Tridacna is torn apart, Tianshuqing’s identity is unknown, and Yaoguang Your whereabouts are unknown. If these finally come to light in Yaozhou, I really don’t dare think what will happen.”
"Hey, when did you start thinking so much? I'm really not used to it. It's so different from you who only know how to fight and kill. Why are you so nervous? Relax a little. Isn't the world not destroyed yet? Let's dance for a while. Don’t you want me to invite you as a favor? You can’t let Liang Yue-kun’s kid lead you to dance, right?”
Shui Wujun took a deep breath. She silently put the aqua blue veil tightly in her hands back on her face, never wanting to look at that face that needed to be spanked. Shui Wujun has never seen Qingnv, but she doesn't know how those who have come here feel when they see Xueyue strutting around with this face since more than 400 years ago.
It's not all bad though.
Lord Xueyue no longer asks for trouble. She turned around, glanced at it, and said with some surprise:
"Hey, it's only been a while, how come so many people left? This is the finale. And the dance hasn't started yet."
Yin Hong replied calmly: "Some locals don't like this. They feel that we should see something different in Feiye Bay. These so-called classics that can be seen in theaters are no longer entertaining in their eyes, and they cannot be regarded as capable Talking about it on the stage. Some people are tired of watching it at Feiyunxuan, and some people... think it's trying to please foreigners and don't like it."
"It goes around and around, it's so complicated. Bring things that Westerners are tired of and it becomes fashionable; show them what they are tired of here and it becomes something new. And those antiques that you have been tinkering with , jewelry... Although things are rare and expensive, after all, aren’t they just utensils and decorations for daily use?”
"It's easy for immortal people to see through the essence of things. What's interesting is that you often don't even realize this. But... I'm a little curious. You once said the concept of 'all things have animism', but what happened After some things have happened, these have become a past that is difficult to replicate. Will the spirit you mentioned never exist again? Where are those foreign goods? "
"How should I put it... Just pretend that there are no more old foreign products. It is not space that breeds the soul, but time. When there are thoughts, there will be obsessions, nothing more than Animals, plants, utensils. Although utensils do not have three souls or seven souls, they can be preserved longer than anything else. This is also relative, after all, nothing is eternal."
Yin Hong turned her head and looked at her.
"'Just pretend it's gone'. That's an interesting statement."
"Alas - you don't know, people like this have no end to what is real. Many people spend their lives obsessed with creating impossible things, proving impossible principles, and pursuing impossible things. But also It is precisely because there are so many people like this that people who could not use magic in the past created all kinds of strange spells and media. Today's human beings have long been cleansed, and even if there are such things, they cannot use magic. Of course Excluding magic weapons, these situations are rather special..."
Lord Xueyue subconsciously put the cigarette rod to his mouth, and suddenly remembered that it was not lit. She hesitated for a moment and chose to give up.
"However, all these years have taught me one truth: people are very tenacious. If you block one end, you can always find a way out from the other end. Telephones that carry sound from thousands of miles away, trains that travel everywhere, cameras that capture light and pictures... these technologies It will burst out at a speed that even the monsters can't imagine, replacing everything, and even the monsters themselves will cease to exist. This humanity, after all, is the world of humans."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into thunderous applause. The young girl on the stage bowed, completely ignoring the impolite whistles in the commotion. After the dance ended, she lost all expression. She left the stage with a straight face, and people left their seats one after another, got up and went to the dance floor. The music here faded away, and a Western symphony sounded from the place outside the door.
"She actually left, quite sensible. It was quite rude of her to continue listening."
There was no need to look back, Lord Xueyue knew that Lord Shui Wu had left.
But soon, someone pushing a wheelchair slowly came from the shadows. Sitting there was a seemingly young man with long gray hair, wearing a blue lining and a long black and blue coat. The fabric at the lower end is dangling, perhaps empty. What is concerning is that there are extensive burn marks from his face to his neck, but he does not cover them up.
"Yu Hengqing really lives in seclusion. She didn't visit in person, but she sent you here. Don't you think it's a bit too much, Mr. Liangyue?"
"Qing Yu Heng has always been cautious. It was my idea to bring the two children to meet you on this trip. Don't worry, it's a cool autumn night."
