The appointment banquet in Siwu Demon Mansion is very common.
In a small courtyard, there is a low table, two couches, a pot of wine and a few dishes of side dishes.
If you are more artistic, you can still have a bright moon for half a day, full of loneliness and a clear pool of ripples.
Mei Xiyu was sitting on the couch, while Shui Zuiping was leaning on the low couch, drinking cold uncooked wine while quietly looking at the moonlight in the world.
The Lord Attendant only drinks peanuts, which is probably something that the world has never thought of.
Mei Xiyu actually had never thought about such a scene.
The image of such a white-clad waiter in Huaidu in the past was often gloomy, serious, and cold.
Just like Le Chaotian said that it is very destructive for people like him to dig out bird eggs.
With that kind of water in the bottle, the world probably wouldn't let the world see him picking up the peanuts with three fingers.
So sometimes it's actually good to live like Chen Qingshan.
When I had nothing to do, I ran to Shanyue City, bought some wine and peanuts, and walked around watching the full moonlight over the mountains.
Mei Xiyu didn't drink or pick peanuts. He just sat there quietly and looked at the Lord Attendant of Huaidu for a long time.
After a long time, Mei Xiyu asked softly: "I wonder how many years have you been in Huaidu, my lord?"
Shui Zaiping turned his head slightly to glance at Mei Xiyu, then turned back, probably thinking about such a problem seriously.
After a long time, the great demon in the world, dressed in white and reflecting the moonlight, said softly: "I don't remember, maybe a hundred or two hundred years ago. But in short, it's not as long as Liu Qinghe's time in Huaidu."
Shui Zai Ping said, but he sat up straighter, picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip, and said as if he was mocking himself: "So Liu Baiyuan is deeply rooted in Sophora japonica, but I, Shui Zai Ping, will pour it with just a push. "
Mei Xiyu fell silent.
In this story, the Siwu Demon Mansion is naturally isolated, and can even be said to be the enemy of the entire world.
It's just that this may not be because some of the things this Lord Attendant has done cannot be recognized by many people.
Shui Zaiping became more interested, played with the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "Master Mei, why don't you guess, what kind of monster is this servant?"
Mei Xiyu looked at the water in the bottle for a long time, and then said slowly: "I came to ask. Wu Yu said that the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle. I guess the Lord Attendant is a bottle demon."
Shui Zai Ping didn't say anything, just looked at the moonlight and drank wine.
Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows and said, "So, am I right?"
Shui Zaiping just laughed softly and still said nothing.
Whether the guess was right or wrong, the Lord Attendant did not give an answer. After all, he only said that he wanted Mei Xiyu to guess, but he did not say that he would tell him whether it was true or false.
The small courtyard fell silent again.
Mei Xiyu was silent for a long time, looked at the water bottle and asked: "The world has never understood what the Lord Shizhong wants to do. I wonder if I can tell you something tonight?"
Shui Zai Ping just said calmly: "The ascetics listen to the wind and watch the rain, the swordsmen sharpen their swords and concentrate their minds, the world comes and goes in a hurry, and everyone in the world does their own thing, why do they have to know everything?"
Mei Xiyu said slowly: "Taoist cultivators will not force sword cultivators to practice Taoism, and the vegetable vendors in the town will not say that my vegetables are very fresh today and you must buy some back. The Lord Attendant does what he said. The matter is obviously not among them."
Shui Zaiping raised his eyebrows and looked at the Taoist sitting at the low table for a long time, then smiled softly and said: "I won't argue with you Taoists. Starting from Hangu Temple, you are the first to start to reason. If it weren't for later, The sword-grinding cliff is too high, and the principles of sword-cultivation may not be as great as yours."
Mei Xiyu was silent.
Logic is naturally a good weapon.
The sword cultivators back then probably knew that they couldn't defeat the Taoist with their words, so they just used their swords to speak.
Only those who are reasonable will win or lose. Those who are unreasonable will naturally be invincible.
Holding peanuts and drinking cold wine while sitting with a bottle of water, he looked invincible.
Mei Xiyu sat quietly for a long time, then looked at the water bottle and asked: "Has that young man ever offended an adult?"
Shui Zaiping said calmly: "No."
"Then why do you do this, sir?"
"Has the world ever offended you?"
Shui Zaiping did not answer, but asked rhetorically.
Mei Xiyu said softly: "No."
"Then why bother with Qingxiu?"
The courtyard fell silent.
The moonlight, which is already May 19th, is of course not full, but it probably won’t look like a missing moon hanging on the tung trees.
The slightly imperfect moonlight hung quietly high in the sky, and as the Sophora City slowly circulated, it would sometimes disappear behind some high-rise pavilions.
"When will the moon come in the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask... Today's people can't see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon used to shine on the ancients..."
Water was in the bottle, holding the wine glass, and quietly looking at the bright moon for a long time, while softly reciting a poem from a certain person from Jianya.
The sentence "When will the moon come in the blue sky" was also turned into a Taoist text by the people of Qingtian Dao and left on the Taoist robe.
Mei Xiyu looked at the waiter in white quietly, naturally not understanding why he would talk about these things.
"People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and we look at the bright moon together like this."
When Shui Zaiping said this sentence, he stopped, lowered his head to drink wine, and said with some melancholy: "People in ancient times and today would shed tears when they look at the bright moon together."
We should shed tears when we look at the bright moon together, and our hearts will be in the same place all night long.
Mei Xiyu frowned slightly, looking at the great human monster who seemed to be drunk from a clear drink and constantly thinking about his homeland.
Hearing that people are pregnant, they return home.
The rain in Meixi River makes people feel like they are returning home after hearing it.
After a long silence, the Taoist from Qingtian Dao said softly: "It seems that the Lord Attendant is not from Huai'an."
Shui Zaiping put the wine glass in his hand back on the table and said softly: "Yes."
Mei Xiyu sat there in surprise.
The world seems to have never known where such a big demon in white comes from.
Or maybe it makes sense.
Hundreds of years of people.
Naturally, it is difficult to understand some of the stories from hundreds of years ago.
Shui Zaiping turned around, looked at the Taoist who was constantly speculating, and chuckled: "Does this make you feel that there is a very deep story behind it?"
Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and asked: "Is it possible that there isn't?"
Shui Zaiping stood up, walked to the edge of the pool where the moonlight shone brightly, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said calmly: "Of course not."
"So, where is the Lord Attendant from?"
Shuizi stood there quietly in the bottle for a long time, and then said softly: "I am something that Young Master Zhiqiu loved very much when he was alive."
Mei Xiyu sat there in a daze, looking at the great human demon in white clothes under the moonlight by the pool.
Master, who is Zhiqiu?
At that time, the Wuguishen Cult had not yet sunk into Yunmeng Daze, and Mojianya had not yet been born. For the first time, Hangu Guan began to preach truth to the world.
At that time, the emperor of the land north of Daze was Gongzi Zhiqiu.
They were the first group of great cultivators in the world who heard the sound of the Great Dao from Hangu Temple.
After a long time, Mei Xiyu said with some shock: "So your Excellency is indeed not from Huai'an, but from the Qiu Kingdom."
The name of Huaian originated from the Ghost Emperor of Huaian more than a thousand years ago.
And Gongzi Zhiqiu was a contemporary of Gu Chu.
Water in a bottle may indeed not be considered a Huaian person.
What is history?
Perhaps it is an unknown, inconspicuous white bottle left in the world.
When the eyes of the world fall on it, they may not be able to see many stories about the past.
But they know that that is history, the history of civilization from their ancestors.
Mei Xiyu was shocked for a long time, but then realized something was unreasonable.
"The first demon clan in the world was the demon ancestor from Mojian Cliff..."
Before the Taoist finished speaking, the big demon in white standing by the pool said calmly: "This is what your Majesty told me."
Mei Xiyu fell silent.
Huai'an inherited the previous dynasty, and Dafeng Dynasty was the inheritance of Huaian Guozuo.
Of course there are many things that have been passed down from generation to generation.
A grain of dust in a clay pot sometimes tells stories about the past.
"The first time is always exciting." Shui Zaiping said softly. "The first plant found in the mud, the first fire lit in the world, the first note with a clear meaning. Or..."
"The first unified country in the world."
Mei Xiyu sat there in silence, listening to many things Shui Zaiping said.
"Thousands of years ago, there were unprecedented changes in the world, and the Dafeng Dynasty was also a prosperous age unprecedented in the world."
Mei Xiyu could not see the expression of the Lord Attendant standing with his back to him, but he could hear many proud emotions from those words.
"I am a touch of moonlight from the ancient road, falling on the world a thousand years later. Meixi Yu, Meixi Yu, do you know how lucky this is?"
The water in the bottle seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be choking.
Mei Xiyu just remained silent.
At this moment, the Taoist suddenly faced the same struggle as a scholar named Zhu Congwen.
He seemed to be stepping in a quagmire, constantly falling into the abyss of pity for the waiter in white.
However, those touching emotions are like a flash in the pan under the moonlight. They appear carelessly and wither in an instant.
The words of the waiter in white soon became heavy and calm.
"His Majesty regards all beings in the world as his subjects, so he kindly and tolerantly accepts the harmonious coexistence of all things in the world."
Shui Zaiping said calmly.
"But I'm not. I'm just a minister of the king and a person who plans the king's affairs."
"Today's world is like a tall building. It is prosperous but also has extremely serious hidden dangers. If His Majesty does not want to do something, he will naturally need someone to make certain decisions for him."
Mei Xiyu remained silent for a long time, without saying a word, as if she was born speechless.
Shuizi Ping didn't say anything more, but it seemed like there was no need to say anything more.
The story from Dafengli's one thousand and three years to the present may indeed be like what Yun Hu did not know and told Qing Xiang back then, that someone wanted to burn all the hidden dangers away.
This person is not Kamigawa.
But the water is in the bottle.
The clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle.
After a long time, Mei Xiyu said softly: "What the Lord Attendant thinks, Xiyu has no way of distinguishing the true from the false. It's just that your Lord..."
Mei Xiyu looked up at the big demon in white.
"In this story that the world is not willing to accept, you are wrong and have already lost."
Shui Zaiping was silent for a long time, then turned his head and looked quietly at the Taoist who was sitting there without taking a sip of wine.
"Maybe so."
The white-clothed waiter spoke calmly, and then added something very plainly that made Mei Xiyu's expression suddenly change.
"But Heavenly Prison also lost."
"You can't protect that boy."
Mei Xiyu stood up and stared blankly at the water in the bottle.
"What do you mean, sir?"
Shui Zaiping did not speak, but calmly turned his head to look at the end of the courtyard road not far away.
Mei Xiyu looked over.
There was a man who looked like a Taoist.
The realm is not high, just the four realms of the small path.
Mei Xiyu didn't know who the Taoist was, or when he appeared in the yard.
"Dale calendar one thousand and three years in March."
Shui Zaiping looked at the Taoist priest who was very unfamiliar to Mei Xiyu and said calmly.
"Many strange things happened in the Heavenly Prison of Nanyi City."
"Those stories seemed to have been buried for a long time with the war in the south and the fall of Nanyi City."
“But there’s always someone who knows some of the stories.”
The water in the bottle turned back and looked at the plum rain quietly.
"His name is Lin Erliang, the director of the Nanyi City Heavenly Prison Supervisory Office. I found him in a story that was almost forgotten."
Mei Xiyu stared at the Taoist standing there with a gloomy expression, and had many bad premonitions in her heart.
Shui Zaiping didn't care what Mei Xiyu was thinking, as if those sad and emotional white-clothed demons had never existed before.
The Lord Attendant of Huaido Sect smiled as chillingly as before.
"You said that if the world knew that the boy Siwu Demon Mansion wanted to kill was a lunatic on the twelfth floor who wanted to become an immortal, and that man was hidden by the Huaidu Heavenly Prison, the wind in the world would In which direction is it blowing?”
Mei Xiyu froze as if struck by lightning.
In such a story, Heavenly Prison is naturally the safest place for that young man.
It's just that a place like that is itself an extremely dangerous place.
"There shouldn't be such a snowstorm or rain in Meixi in the world."
Shui Zaiping said calmly.
The Qingtian Daoist seemed to have woken up, and the whole courtyard was filled with wind.
The gap between the four layers of the avenue and the four realms of the trail is naturally huge.
After Mei Xiyu came to his senses, he suddenly got angry.
Countless Taoist texts are derived from themselves.
But he forgot that the bottle of water was nearby.
Those winds just started to blow, and the Lord Attendant raised his hand at the same time.
There were powerful demonic powers coming from the moonlight. Those demonic powers shook away Mei Xiyu's charm in an instant. Mei Xiyu took two steps back and looked at the calm water bottle standing with hands hanging down. His expression Incredibly complex.
Even if he thought that the water in the bottle would be an extremely powerful human demon.
But I never thought that he could destroy his Taoist charm in such a plain way.
"Hearing the truth, there is a order." Shui Zaiping stood there calmly. "I saw Dao Dao earlier than you, Mei Xiyu."
Such a bottle demon, perhaps from the Hangu Guan era, would naturally have seen the Great Dao earlier than Mei Xiyu.
Mei Xiyu was silent and sat down at the low table again, calming down the surging Divine Sea. The cascading waves of the Dao Sea were forcibly broken up by Shui Zaiping's wave of his hand.
Although he has not fallen into a state of decline, the injury to Shenhai is not unserious.
"I don't understand why the Lord Attendant insists on putting him to death. Did that young man really commit any unforgivable mistake?"
Mei Xiyu, whose expression was gradually turning pale as paper, asked in a deep voice.
Shui Zaiping said calmly: "By the time he really makes an unforgivable mistake, it will be too late."
Suspicion of guilt has always been the unique philosophy of Heavenly Prison.
But Mei Xiyu saw this servant more clearly than ever.
"How many years has it taken for the world to finally reach this prosperous age, Meixi Yu." Shui Zaiping raised his head and looked at the bright moon that was almost invisible as the locust trees flowed around. "I don't want to burn everything down because of so-called kindness and so-called expectations."
Mei Xiyu remained silent for a long time.
After a long time, he slowly said: "So the wind started to blow?"
Shui Zaiping said calmly: "It has already begun."
"My lord, have you ever thought about what would happen to the world if you really pushed such a young man into danger?"
Mei Xiyu said in a deep voice.
Shui Zaiping looked up at the slanted platform bearing the moonlight somewhere in the world, and said calmly: "I guess Liu Qinghe must have told you that Huaidu has many very fast swords. Such fast swords are all in Huaidu Among them, there are naturally ten thousand ways to prevent the young man from letting go of the umbrella."
Sword light has always been the fastest thing in the world.
Except for the technique that comes from Huang Liang's witch and ghost technique, but it is a scale technique, so naturally it cannot be compared with a tangible thing like sword light.
Even if the sword cultivator who holds the sword on his knees doesn't know how to use the sword in his heart, at least in Huaidu, nothing can be faster than them.
Mei Xiyu was silent for a long time.
He said nothing more.
The Taoist who is in the Siwu Demon Mansion can only say that he is helpless about all the stories that are about to happen.
People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people.
So Mei Xiyu actually got it wrong from the beginning.
It's like a certain imperial wine master who was caught up in the story of the Xuansheyuan rebellion and never got pregnant.
The servant in front of me has also never been pregnant.
The world today is naturally the best it has been in thousands of years.
Mei Xiyu thinks so too.
How could such a human world make a servant who came from the dawn of the Great Dao miss the world more than two thousand years ago?
Just like the saying "water is in the middle of the bottle".
He is a very lucky touch from the ancient times, which shines on the moonlight in today's world.
So it’s not that we hate today and can’t go back to the old days.
I just hate that the past has never seen the present - if I don’t hate the ancients, I don’t see them; if I hate the ancients, I don’t see the crescent moon.
I don’t know if Yunhu is going to return home after hearing that someone is pregnant?
It's just that people don't come back.
Shui Zaiping calmly walked back to the low table and sat down on the couch again. The previous glass of wine had been finished, so the Lord Attendant poured himself another glass very seriously.
I also pinched a few more peanuts.
It's the same as drinking cold wine and eating peanuts, but the meaning of the story seems to be a little different.
People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and they look at the bright moon together like this.
I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.
It's a pity that there is no moonlight in Mei Xiyu's untouched glass of wine.
