At night, I suddenly heard the sound of wind and rain.
Maybe the autumn wind was too bleak and unavoidable, or maybe the dream was so good that it was hard to bear. No matter how many times I raised my heart, I was afraid that my hands would still be empty in the end, so I had no choice but to lift the yellow beam and sit up alone. Ye Zhai woke up from his dream and suddenly felt a dull pain in his mind, like a rusty knife cutting out the back of his head. The taste was really unspeakable. Then he faintly remembered that there was something strange in the wine he drank during the day.
The caravan has always acted without regard for morality, let alone spreading poison and drugs behind the scenes. Even during the gambling fight on Tiantai Mountain that day, there were endless strange and insidious methods. Among them, the old man actually spent a lot of money and effort from Da Nanli to find several poisonous insects called Lingluo Bags. He was obviously competing in the arena, but he had no scruples and released six or seven poisonous insects one after another. Ye Zhai, who was not in a hurry, was almost injured. Fortunately, he was very good at swordsmanship and cut off most of the wings of the poisonous insects. Only then did he avert the disaster without being attacked.
Therefore, it is probably common for this drink to contain poison.
The night was hazy at the moment, and Ye Zhai didn't pay attention to his hands that were now freezing cold. He pressed the main vein in his wrist and found out something strange, but for some unknown reason, it seemed that most of the remaining poison had dissipated, leaving only a little bit still lingering. In the meridians, it is difficult to see what is happening.
"This poison is really weird. In addition, I drank too much, and I was completely unconscious for a while. It was difficult to test the cold and heat." The man pushed away the scattered white hair from his eyes, always feeling that he was half asleep, and struggled to hold up his neck and walked far away. Look around.
A woman's figure was like a thunderous dragon stepping on the moon, coming slowly.
It was clear that he was stepping on a dead branch, but no matter what, it seemed that the dead branch was moved by the breeze. It didn't look like his feet had stepped on it. In the end, it actually trembled slightly and did not bend down at all.
"It seems that you are indeed deep in a dream, and you can't wake up after being drunk for a long time. Even characters who have never been in a dream before are on stage this time, but they are weird and tight." But seeing the woman falling to the ground, Ye Zhai was laughing at this moment. He quickly retracted his eyes and stopped paying attention.
The moonlight comes late at night like a tide. There is a solitary lamp in the distance and a covered bridge nearby. The whole body is covered with layers of moonlight, making it look as hazy as sleep.
The woman, dressed in Tsing Yi, sat alone a few feet in front of Ye Zhai, hugging her knees, looking calmly at the man in front of her who looked clearly in his prime, but with all white hair, and did not speak for a long time.
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"Standing in the mountains for so many years has really wronged you, baby."
Ye Zhai's face trembled slightly for a moment, but then he raised his drunken eyes and grinned rather miserably, but his words did not waver at all, "I haven't dreamed for many years, but this time, the dream was very real. No wonder Everyone in the world speaks fondly of Huang Liang, probably for this reason, but in the end it only adds to the worries when you wake up."
"But I still have to thank you, girl. Before the lamp runs out, I can let you see what my master looks like. I have remembered him for many years. No matter how good my memory is, it will inevitably feel a little blurry."
The woman just looked at Ye Zhai and murmured as if to herself. After a long silence, she stretched out her hand to touch the man's eyebrows, pressed her two fingers together, and sighed deeply, "I'm so wronged Xiao Ye, how lazy I am to do it." His temperament that couldn't hold back his anger has now turned into a twilight temperament that is stable and cannot be moved by external objects. Fortunately, he used to have a round figure, but now he is handsome. I don't know how many women who have never left the court are secretly interested in him."
"None of them have ever happened," Ye Zhai laughed. He seemed to no longer care whether he was in a dream or not, and replied quite casually, "What women in the world want now is nothing more than love, talent, wealth, or the fact that their parents' orders cannot be violated." , I am just a down-and-out person in the mountains. Firstly, I am heartless and have no wealth. Secondly, I have no friends and no talent. Who would take a fancy to me?"
"Who wants to fall in love with a monster whose life span is unknown, and who is immortal? Is it possible that he should wait until the sunset and let a man who still looks in his prime personally deliver it to the coffin? "
When Ye Zhai said this, he actually burst into laughter. He was not as indifferent as usual, and only added a sense of frivolity, "You have a good plan, entrust this Baihao Mountain to me, and then ignore everything and hide alone." Go, together with the jade with the word "Lake" carved by you and me, they were all left in Fengyou County, but he is so carefree and has attracted great admiration from the younger generation."
The woman didn't answer the question for a long time. She just stroked Ye Zhai's hair, which turned out to be completely black and completely white. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
The well lotus in the mountains can be harvested from the pekoe mountain essence and earth flowers to be used as vitality. It can be poured into the whole body of the recipient to protect the body from decay and the spirit from death. However, if it stays for a thousand years, the hair will be white as snow. Logically speaking, The years when Ye Zhai stayed in the mountains definitely did not end here.
"Why is my hair so completely white?"
Ye Zhai shook his head and replied casually, "It doesn't matter to you, it's just a big dream. Even if it can't relieve your worries, you can still pour out the bitter water that has accumulated in your belly for countless years. The man left the mountain a few months ago Autumn came, and I sat cross-legged and was wandering around. I suddenly felt desolate. For some reason, my hair turned white overnight. I don’t know how long it had been. The girl said that Baihao Mountain raised people, but in the end she couldn’t turn her white hair into The dark color suits her temperament quite well, but there is no truth in it."
The autumn wind gathers like waves, causing the yellow leaves beside the pool to flutter and rush in, falling on the hair on the woman's shoulders and hair, but it also loses some of the earthly atmosphere.
Ye Zhai was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to pick off the yellow leaves on the woman's shoulder, and murmured to himself, "This looks like Master Shuiyue, who is usually serious about himself, but is quite lazy in private. In today's dream, maybe God took pity on me and worked hard for many years, and it really paid off a long-cherished wish."
The woman in green just looked at Ye Zhai who was in a daze, and pursed her lips tightly.
The little boy who was still a little chubby had once vowed that if the master got bored staying here, he might as well go down the mountain and leave the Baihu Sect to a talented and intelligent disciple like us. We can't just look at the master for a day. Ri was depressed and distraught, and the heavy burden he had to shoulder was still too heavy to bear on his disciple's belly.
At the beginning, there was only this little kid in Baihu Sect who was smiling all day long, and there was no other disciple besides him. This kid was abandoned by his parents when he was young. He happened to have had a few drinks and was very drunk. The owner of the Baihu Sect bumped into him, carrying a pot in one hand and a still ignorant child in the other, as he set foot on the snowy mountain road of Baihao Mountain.
The master and the apprentice had the same amount of alcohol, and their drunken appearance was very different. Ye Zhai, in particular, had stolen drinks countless times, and was caught by the woman and beaten many times due to his drunkenness.
Three more years had passed since the boy was crowned. The master of the sect rarely made a trip down the mountain, but he was so drunk that he almost agreed to marry his own disciple. In such shame and anger, he did not meet the increasingly handsome disciple for half a month. In other words, the latter sneaked down the mountain and got into some trouble, so he ran to his master in mourning and bowed politely to apologize.
Suddenly, two generations of ordinary people have passed by in a hurry, relying on the flowing water to return to the east.
"Why bother?" The woman hugged her knees and spoke slowly, "Since we are masters and disciples, we should abide by the ancient etiquette. When we go back that day, we throw away the jade with the word "Lake" in order to make you never die. I think about it. I have lived in the mountains for thousands of years. Even though I know that you are taking on such a long and difficult task for me, I always feel guilty. Therefore, why do you act like this? Why have you sunk here for so many years and cannot be pure? .”
"The pond is calm but the breeze is not stopping."
Ye Zhai lowered his eyebrows and didn't know what he was thinking. He sighed and said, "Why don't I want to let go of my thoughts? But the world is often like this. If you don't want to think about it, you will think about it more and more. The more you seek purity, the wind will always come in the end. How can you throw it away? clean."
"Ye Zhai asked himself, he has never been a refreshing person. Although he is not sad about the spring and autumn, he will always think about it a hundred times when he sees the hardship of others outside the mountain. It has nothing to do with him and it is like this. If it is always the case, I keep it in my heart, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to completely forget it for thousands of years.”
For some reason, Ye Zhai started talking more and more, but the more he spoke, the darker his expression became. It was as if hundreds of years had receded like a torrent, and he was no longer the master of the White Gourd Sect, but just like the one who had always followed him back then. The child behind his master got into trouble and violated the family rules, and followed his master full of grievances.
"This time I heard that there are still records about my master in ancient books. Although it is not that many, I always feel comfortable. It turns out that apart from my disciple, there are still books in the world that can remember the appearance of my master. As the saying goes, there are three things that happen after a person passes away. , firstly there is no trace in the world, secondly no one mentions it, thirdly no one cares about me anymore, I always remember my appearance and voice. In the past, I always thought that if I ignored everything, left the Baihumen, and died generously, the world would be the same. It’s true that no one remembers Master’s appearance anymore, as clean as the autumn wind passing through the garden without leaving any yellow leaves.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman came up to Ye Zhai and put her arms around the latter's neck, her shoulders trembling slightly.
None of the disciples in Baihu Mountain knew what the sect leader was thinking about when he was sitting cross-legged beside the green lotus in the ancient well, stroking his sword with his eyebrows lowered. They also didn’t know why Ye Zhai always went there after he was drunk. I watched outside the mountain gate until I fell asleep.
Unconsciously, hundreds of years pass year after year.
Ye Zhai didn't make any move for a long time. He raised his hand several times, but finally dropped it. He closed his eyes and whispered, "Thank you, girl. Although I know it was poisonous wine and I was half asleep, it did temporarily relieve the worries and worries in my mind." There are some old things in it. I read them frequently and think about them every day. Maybe I can stay at the mountain gate for hundreds more years, which means I can live up to my original promise."
But when he looked up again, the woman dissipated like mist, leaving no trace.
On the small bridge in the distance, the sound of horse hooves stepping on the wooden bridge came slowly.
The autumn wind is still the same as before, the leaves are still rolling in the autumn wind, the water is still flowing under the small bridge, and the sound of watchmen is heard from unknown distances in the night.
The man carrying two swords saw the white hair flying and hurriedly took a few steps closer and reached out to help him.
"Master, I'm home."
The man raised his hazy eyes and reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth.
It's a pity that I met an old friend, but I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a dream.
"Forget it, let's go home."
