Tianxialou has gray tiles and white walls, and a bird is perched on the ridge of the roof.
When Jun Bubai passed through the yard with Qinggong, the bird was not afraid of strangers and was still pecking at the grass seeds on the roof ridge.
It is a bold bird.
Jun Bubai smiled lightly and pushed open the door of his room. Even though the sky was shining outside, the room was still as cold as an ice cave.
Ye Xianzi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating, with the red hidden sword hovering in the room.
Jun Bubai stepped on the first bluestone in the house. Ye Xianzi opened her eyes and woke up, her red sleeves turning into a point between her eyebrows.
When the two of them are alone together, she will always show her gentleness.
Fairy Ye waved, and a red leaf fell on the lintel of the window. She patted her side and asked Jun Bubai to sit next to him. "What did Bai Xiaosheng tell you?"
In front of the state of selflessness, there is no secret. Jun Bubai turned around and closed the door, and landed on the edge of the bed. The cold air from Ye Xianzi's body made the entire bed icy cold. "He is going to Chang'an City. Before leaving, he wanted to find Shen Qing." Lan is fostered under my mother's name."
Ye Xianzi released the red leaves in her hands, which turned into a wisp of floating dust and melted into the light and shadow cast from the window lintel, "When will your mother arrive in Jinling?"
No one knows his mother's temperament better than him. She is so old that she secretly hid the food given to her by her uncle Su Mu when she was young. Jun Bubai curled his lips, "She's the best person to eat, drink and have fun. She must have had some fun and came to Jinling leisurely."
Fairy Ye leaned down and leaned on Jun Bubai's shoulder, "I don't know if your mother and I will get along."
Jun Bu spent half of his internal energy to blow away the chill in the room. He smiled like the warm spring sun and said casually: "As long as you don't make her angry, she will do things according to her own preferences and there are no rules. But you Now we are in the state of selflessness, and her falling flowers and flowing water may not necessarily defeat you."
Jun Bubai's joke resulted in Ye Xianzi pinching a lump of flesh on his arm, "Your father and your uncle, a sword king and a sword god, stand at the top of the world, so they have to act based on her face."
Jun Bubai rolled up his sleeves and looked at the bruised piece of flesh, "It's because they like it. My mother must like you, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to your marriage back then."
Fairy Ye stared at Jun Bubai's face and chuckled, "My master said that you were dark and ugly when you were a child. Your mother was worried that no woman would like you in the future and that you would not be able to get married, so she went everywhere to seek marriage with you."
The old memories are too old to look back on. Jun Bubai tried his best to forget them, but the memories he brought back became more and more intense. If he could drink, it would be good to get drunk.
Ye Xianzi sarcastically laughed so hard that she squeezed out a few tears. Suddenly, Jun Bubai seemed to have returned to his childhood. At that time, Ye Xianzi would often laugh like this, innocently.
Jun Bubai turned his head and stared at the warm sun at the window lintel, smiling with deep affection.
After winning over Jiang Hongxue, he married Ye Xianzi in Jinling, and they lived in harmony with each other for the rest of their lives.
Ye Xianzi suddenly stopped laughing, stood up, and a sleeve of flying flowers fell ruthlessly into the room.
Jun Bubai still looked at the beam of light and shadow, forming a stone statue.
The clouds dispersed in the sky, and the beam of light in the house slanted from the south to the west at dusk. There was no lamp in the house, and it was completely dark.
You have come to your senses in vain and stepped into the realm of selflessness.
Jinling Tianxialou.
Sword God Su Mu, who was drinking on the third floor, chuckled lightly, "That kid actually broke the mirror."
It was boring to drink alone, so I flew my sword in the air and rushed to Lu Yuan.
Several women downstairs were drinking and chatting in the courtyard, completely unaware that he had left.
There were crickets chirping at night in the Lu Garden. The tea sage Lu Yu asked people to prepare three jars of good wine, and invited the wine to face the bright moon. He waited for the guests in the pavilion among the flowers in the courtyard.
Sword God Su Mu put on a green shirt and chopped off a peony.
Tea Saint Lu Yu sat alone in the pavilion and shouted: "That's my wife's favorite, you have to pay for it."
Su Mu held Peony in his hand with the Royal Object Art, "Your wife is currently drinking wine with my sister and my wife in Tianxia Downstairs, so she doesn't care about these flowers and plants."
"Then I have to prepare some sobering tea." After hearing that his wife was drinking, Lu Yu called someone to get the tea set and set up a stove under the flower stand to make tea.
Su Mu pinned that peony in his hair. It would be a perfect gift for his wife when he returns home.
Dao Huangjun Ruyi, who was wearing a straw hat and smelled of soybeans, fell into the pavilion. He raised his head and took a big sip from a jar of wine.
Sword God Su Mu blew away the unpleasant smell of soybeans with a blast of sword energy, and protected the peony in his hair, "All the soybeans have been put away."
Jun Ruyi took off his straw hat and threw it aside, "I put it away before the sun goes down."
Lu Yu, who was squatting under the flower stand making tea, made the tea soup, called for it to be sent to the Tianxia Tower, put out the stove, stood up and walked into the pavilion, "Tell me about the two of you. One is the Sword King who dominates the world and cuts the world with one sword. Now he has become There is a master who worries all day about spoiling the soybeans that the lady ordered to eat, and a master of swordsmanship for 90,000 miles, who is looked up to by many knights and knights in the world. He knows how to be in love with your wife all day long."
"Shut up, Tang Ying has divorced you a long time ago, and now you are still shamelessly going to Tianxialou to deliver hangover soup. You are the most disgusting person." Su Mu and Jun Ruyi scolded in unison.
There was silence for a while, and then the three of them suddenly looked at each other and smiled endlessly.
The high-spirited young man is now over fifty and has become a layman who hangs around the family.
Lu Yu held tea, and the tea soup was slightly hot. Su Mujun drank one cup each as he wished, feeling slightly tipsy.
Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The world has never grown old, only the young man full of dreams of being a knight has aged.
In Jinling City, Yueguan is desolate and cold.
A black carriage stopped in front of the porridge shop and brought down two boxes of gold and silver.
There was a woman in white clothes who was drinking wine and making fermented glutinous rice in front of the counter. On the table in front of her were two candies bought from Tianxialou.
When someone came in, the woman remained unmoved and took a bite of the stuffed fruit, filled with honey and sweet-scented osmanthus.
The second time she came, she was still familiar. The woman hidden under the black cloak clenched her fists and shouted, "My master has sent ten thousand taels in full."
The woman in white ignored her, stirred the spoon, and took a sip of the fermented glutinous rice.
In the realm of Mingyue Tower, women did not dare to make mistakes. They could only look down at the circle of pearls at their feet and count them one by one.
The young man on crutches walked out of the back hall as if he were walking on flat ground.
With a smile, the young man opened the wooden box and counted all the money. "Since the money has been delivered, the errand to Mingyue Tower has been taken off."
The woman was relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and walked out of the porridge shop.
The young man turned into a ray of moonlight, moved the two boxes of money to the backyard, returned to the house, and sat down opposite the woman in white.
"Fourth sister, it's time to leave."
The woman in white made a sound and slowly gnawed on the candy.
The young man did not rush, went back to the backyard, took out a bowl of mung bean porridge and a plate of pickles, and sat down opposite the fourth sister.
Before eating people, you have to fill your stomach first.
The black carriage left the porridge shop, circled a few more times, and rushed out of the city.
Ten miles out of the city in the south, there is a ruined temple.
It was originally a temple dedicated to the city god, but it was occupied by a group of flower boys, making it a mess and no one went to worship it.
There is an ancient cypress in front of the temple, which is more than a hundred years old. The year before last, it was struck by lightning. The main trunk was burned and turned black into a ball. No new buds grew.
The carriage stopped in front of the temple. The woman tightened the reins and imitated the call of an oriole.
A lark responded from the temple. A black shadow emerged from the temple and landed in the open space in front of the temple without walls or courtyard.
The open space is overgrown with weeds and snakes and insects are nesting.
The woman whispered into the car: "People are coming."
The woman who was petting the cat in the carriage pinched a piece of minced meat and fed it into the cat's mouth. "I would like to invite some of you to Suzhou."
The shadow was smiling, and only a pair of white teeth could be seen in the darkness, "There are five of us, one thousand taels each."
The woman nodded in acquiescence.
The woman hiding under the cloak pulled off five pearls from her embroidered shoes, "I don't have any cash with me. Can these five South Sea pearls be used as silk gold?"
The five pearls were thrown into the courtyard. The black shadow took them and weighed them with his hands. The pearls were of high quality, far exceeding a thousand taels.
To get the money to run errands, the shadow put the pearls in his pocket and bowed, "I wonder what you want me to do?"
The woman took a fond look at the embroidered shoes, which were missing five pearls and looked much uglier. "Go to Tianxialou and kill a few people."
The black shadow bowed again, blew out a lark's cry, and four black shadows flew out of the temple.
The clouds covered the moon, and when the clouds and fog cleared, the five people were gone.
Broken alleys in the west of Suzhou City.
The poor people go to bed early, and the whole alley is deserted. Several black shadows ran into the alley and froze under the old locust tree.
In Pan Ruxu's courtyard, oil lamps were still burning in the east courtyard, and the scent of boiled bean juice floated in the alley.
"The owner of the village has an order not to leave anyone alive."
A black shadow retreated into the old locust tree as a rear defense, and a black shadow disappeared from the east, west, north and south.
The reed chickens in the west courtyard were huddled together. They screamed when they heard the noise, and were beaten to pulp by a gust of wind.
A long spear pierced out of the house, followed by a short spear piercing toward the north. Lin Qiuwan broke out of the window, transformed into a musket, pulled the trigger, and a ball of fire flew straight to the south front door.
The dark shadow in the east courtyard fell on the tofu shop. Pan Ruxu, who was holding a lamp in front of the stove and copying scriptures, was cut off from his five senses by the sound of burning firewood and did not hear anyone falling behind him.
The black shadow took out a blowgun. The arrow was quenched with poison, and even a scratch could kill him in an instant.
The shadow inhaled, blew hard, and stabbed Pan Ruxu with the arrow.
Pan Ruxu tilted his head to avoid the arrow. A ball of ink was thrown out from the tip of the pen. In the dim night, the ball of ink was well hidden and penetrated into the heart of the black shadow.
The black shadow fell to the ground. Inkstones are precious and must be cherished. Pan turned the pen head like this, and the ball of ink turned back and fell on the tip of the pen. He wrote a few lines of scripture to save the souls written by the pen.
Lin Qiuwan was injured, so Libai Tangxue took back her hand, attacking and defending, barely protecting herself.
The dark shadow dormant in the old locust tree drew its bow and shot an arrow, the tip of the arrow shining green.
An inkstone was thrown out from the tofu shop, and the ink splashed into a river. Pan Ruxu dropped the pen in the courtyard, dyed the tip of the pen with ink, and threw a ball of ink beads towards the old locust tree.
The inkstone had been used for a long time, and its body was thin and broken into two pieces by the long arrow.
Pan Ruxu felt distressed for a moment, ink dots popped up from the tip of his pen, swept away the long arrow, and stepped forward to rescue Lin Qiuwan.
After breaking through the three-man siege, Lin Qiuwan's arm wound split open and her sleeves were dyed red.
The figure was exposed, and the dark shadow hiding in the old locust tree swept across the courtyard. The four people each occupied a side.
Lin Wanqiu was injured. The longer the stalemate lasted, the worse the situation would be. Pan said in a low voice, "Escape first."
In the past, these four people would not be afraid. Lin Qiuwan gritted her teeth and nodded.
A stroke of ink was thrown out, and four balls of ink flew towards the four people. Pan Ru lowered his body and let Lin Qiuwan use his shoulders to jump up to the eaves. Lin Qiuwan jumped up to the eaves, turned around and held out the spear to Tang Xue, lifting Pan Rusu onto the eaves. The two of them turned around and jumped elsewhere.
A firework exploded from the courtyard. Four black shadows dragged the corpse in the tofu shop into the night.
A red light suddenly appeared, piercing the night sky.
On the riverside in the west of the city, a butcher who was killing pigs grabbed his machete and ran it up to the top of the wall.
In the mud ditch in the south of the city, beggars huddled together and ran through the city holding broken bowls.
In the vegetable fields in the east of the city, old farmers cultivating the fields unloaded the cattle in their yards and rode the cattle into the city with hoes on their shoulders.
In a teahouse in the north of the city, a violinist finished drinking the tea in his hand, climbed up to the eaves, placed the instrument across his legs, and started playing the strings.
