Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love - Chapter 24

She leaned on the head of the bed, her face pale, her forehead still oozes fine sweat, but she raised her eyebrows. She really didn’t know how she could make such a difficult movement at such a painful moment, and her voice was still painful. Fortunately, he has some strength: “What about my real name and pseudonym? Since I was eleven years old, no one has called me by my name. Yingge, Yingge, you said, actually this name is not quite It sounds good. Puff, don’t look at me with such an inquisitive look. It’s not a name with many origins. I was born in a poor man’s house and gave birth to our two sisters. Daddy took a half jar and asked for a teacher in the village. My husband gave me a name that was both good and elegant. I cried more loudly than my sister. I was called Ying. But Huang Ying is a noble bird, and a girl from a poor family, and she is a girl. Mr. Teacher thought for a while, and put a character “Brother” behind, which Ann showed to the gods in the sky, so that the gods thought I was a boy, so I could be worthy of the character Ying.”

I fixedly looked at her. Surprised and said: “This is quite interesting.” And casually said, “You said you have a younger sister? What is your sister’s name?”

She looked at me from head to toe blindly, smiled vaguely, and said, “Forgot.”

There can be no two things in this world that look exactly the same without reason, and the eggs laid by a hen are all graceful and beautiful, each with their own merits, let alone people.

I have thought about many things. For example, Yingge and Shisanyue are actually the same person, but the result was quickly denied. For example, Yingge’s appearance is actually the face of the dead Shisanyue, but why does she have to make it up? The appearance of thirteen months has become a new problem. There is another possibility. Assuming that the elder sister in the mouth of Shisan Yue in the Huaxu realm is not dead, will this elder sister who made Shisan Yue’s heart hurt and end up with death, is it Brother Ying?

The wound medicine added an analgesic and calming thing, which made Yingge fall asleep soon after changing the bandage. What is commendable is that he did not forget to pull a piece of cloth to tie my hands and feet before going to bed.

I lay on the edge of the bed and watched her close her eyes tightly, frowning slightly, thinking that Mu Yan and I were running all the way. The answer I was looking for was right in front of me, but the answer was a nut. I don’t know how to start.

My heart was upset for a while, and it was difficult to sleep. After an appointment, the moonlight entered the house, and there was a squeak in the room. A mouse quietly climbed on the lampstand to steal the lamp oil. I opened my eyes and watched carefully, but suddenly there was a slight sob behind me. , The mouse chuckled out of the table in fright, and I rolled out of the bed.

Sit up hard from the ground. Brother Ying did not wake up, a snow-white cheek in the blue silk was covered with tears, and there were still tears dripping along the corners of the closed eyes, sliding onto the porcelain pillow, a full drop, but no more chokes. I knelt by the bed and leaned over a little bit, and looked at her more carefully, thinking that she was dreaming, but I don’t know what kind of dream she was.

The nut finally revealed a seam, and it was a good opportunity to knock her open. But this also involves a moral issue, that is, whether or not to use the power of shark beads to spy on others’ dreams. It is said that the holders of Hua Xuyin have faced such difficult choices for thousands of years. In a certain dynasty, this proposition, along with “can an unmarried girl have an abortion”, became the two most important issues in the world. For ethical issues, the last solution to the latter is that all unmarried girls who become pregnant are immersed in a pig cage.

In fact, under violence, all problems are no longer problems, because violence itself is the biggest problem. In short, I was hesitating at this time. What helped me to make a choice was the sudden struggle of Yingge in his dream, which was the appearance of being caught by nightmare. I found a reason for myself, I want to go to her dream, in order to bring her out.

I held Brother Ying’s hand and concentrated on feeling her mind, so that I could enter the nightmare and hold her dream. Although it was the first time to do this with shark pearls, I didn’t find it too much effort, probably because it was a dead person. The predecessors who practiced Hua Xuyin in the body of the living are less obsessed with human life.

A dark ancient road appeared out of thin air, the sound of clappers, and a dream beam next to the three-way river. About this is the dream beam leading to Yingge’s dream. I took a deep breath and was about to step in. My hand was suddenly held, and a low voice sounded in my ear: “Afu.” I was stunned, trying to release the hand that held me, but it was already Before it was too late, the voice clapper disappeared at the end of the dark night, and in a flash, he entered Ying Ge’s dream.

We were in a completely unknown place. I looked up at Mu Yan, who was still holding my right hand, and said, “Why are you following?”

He raised his eyebrows slightly and set his eyes to the front. It was a deep alley with black walls and blue tiles on both sides of the alley. There was a thin layer of falling snow on the eaves of the birds, and the sky was clear and the moon was lingering. He retracted his gaze: “I heard the noise in your room, so I came over to take a look. I didn’t expect…” He paused: “Where is this? Who is the girl in your room?”

I made a long story short and told Mu Yan what happened. People were shivering with cold. This is the pain of going out on business without knowing the weather conditions at the destination. Mu Yan kept holding my hand and didn’t let go. For a long time, he said, “Why is your hand so cold?”

I think he is really nonsense. How could the dead man’s hand not be cold, but he still trembles accidentally and wants to retract it. He glanced at me and I whispered: “Maybe because it is… the legendary ice muscle and bones. …”

Mu Yan: “…”

There was the sound of horseshoes in the alley ahead, and accompanied by the muffled noise of the wheels running over the stone road, I walked forward two steps, and then two steps, vaguely saw a small beggar crouching on the street, Mu Yanla Staying with me, I turned around and explained to him: “She can’t see us.”

Think about it and add, “The phantoms in this dreamland can’t see us.” A awning carriage drove out from the depths of the alley, and was about to run over the little beggar. The coachman tightened the reins and pulled The dark horse in the car raised its front hoof and neighed fiercely, and a cold voice came from the car: “What’s the matter?” The coachman hurriedly retreated and retreated: “A beggar got in the way.”

The car’s curtain opened, revealing a pair of purple sleeves. The coachman stopped the horse and dragged the little beggar aside. The cold voice in the car said behind the curtain: “Bring her back to the house.” The coachman stunned: “Master. This is…” Behind the curtain sneered: “Maybe, she is the one given to me from heaven in Wu Zhu’s mouth…the best killer in the world.”

The sound of horseshoes disappeared at the end of the lane, and everything in front of me instantly turned into nothing. Instead, it turned into a spacious wing room with candlelights, a curly incense burning from the stone pot on the table, and a little girl lying on the bed. It was supposed to be a moment. The little beggar who was fainting on the street seemed to have cleaned it up, but he could not see his face, and in front of the couch was a purple-clothed boy with a light fur and jade crown and a long body. He lowered his head slightly: “What is your name, and who else is in the family?”

The little girl struggled to get up, but was stopped by the maid next to her. She only showed her slap-sized face in the heavy quilt. She was pale, but she was not afraid: “Brother Ying, my slave is Brother Ying. After the flood, both parents went, and the grandmother and slave’s sister were left at home.”

I’ll go closer. The little girl really had the shadow of Brother Ying on her face, and she couldn’t think of the purple-clothed woman who always half-truth and half-smile softly and deliberately. She was like this when she was a child. And seeing her thick black eyes, I finally felt a little bit not watching. Yuzhu led the spiritual hairspring to overlap with her in an instant. It is gratifying that she can directly understand her feelings in this way, which is painful. It is actually useless to read it.

Because I want to see the whole picture objectively, but human emotions are a collection of prejudices.

“Yingge?” The purple-clothed boy smiled, “Then your sister is called Yan Wu.”

She looked at him with dark eyes wide, not understanding what he was talking about. He faintly glanced at her pale face, turned to look at the hazy moon shadow outside the window, and said casually: “The name Yingge is a bit more gorgeous. Today is the twelfth lunar month. The moon in the sky is perfectly round. You call it the 13th month. , I will pick you up, and you will follow me from then on.”

Following the light of the candlelight, I could clearly see the neat and handsome face, still with the youthful greenness, lined with jade belt and purple clothes, although he was smiling, his expression was as cold as snow. That was… the young Pinghou Rongxun.

I looked at my hand. The thirteenth month I killed half a month ago was originally Li Daitao stiff.

The shadow of the candle in the back room also disappeared. The scene in front of me was constantly changing. Various colors passed through my eyes like a stream of arrows. All kinds of thoughts appeared in my mind, all of which were unknowable. Fortunately, I was a person who was not prone to motion sickness.

After a long while, the scenery settled down, and a quiet bamboo forest spread out in front of me. A Venus star hung in the sky, and a bonfire was burning in the forest. A pair of soft leather boots stepped on the yellow and dead leaves and stopped by the bonfire. Looking up along the boots, there was no suspense. Rong Xun.

He looked around, and when he glanced up, he made a smile with cold eyebrows, but did not make a move. He pretended to look down at the campfire on the ground. At this moment, the rustling of forest leaves suddenly came from above, and a purple shadow suddenly appeared. Falling rapidly from high altitude, he ducked slightly to the right, a sharp short knife wiping his hairband firmly into the thick bamboo bowl behind him, but he didn’t mean to move away at all, watching the purple shadow falling from the sky. Getting closer.

Then everything happened too quickly. The few pushes when the two met head-on seemed to be completed in the blink of an eye. When I saw it clearly, Rong Xun had been firmly suppressed by the purple-clothed **** the ground. The purple-clothed girl is a younger brother Ying.

auzw.com The bonfire is crackling, and the faint light of the fire reflects the hazy shadow of the moon. The noble son is lying quietly on the withered yellow leaves, surrounded by enchanting bamboos, and the purple-clothed girl kneels on his chest, in pitch black. His long hair is like silk and splashed with ink, his left hand is firmly against his skirt, and the bright long knife in his right hand is half-deep in the mud.

Her cheeks were reddish, but she didn’t hesitate to move. The more she exerted her left hand, she pressed harder, and he snorted under her. She opened her big dark eyes and looked at him firmly: “Today Is my knife faster than yesterday?”

He looked at her with a pillow in his hand and smiled: “Yueniang, you are doing well, you can do better.”

A triumphant expression appeared on her face, and the hand against him was slightly loosened. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slammed her left hand with the power of lightning and flint, and a clever force reversed the situation and pressed her to the ground, and her whole body was restrained. With an angry look on his face, he stared at her with a smile in his eyes: “How many times have I told you to be a good killer, from ambush, to murder, to the end, no link should be taken lightly.”

She bit her lip tightly, her face was unwilling to be humiliated, and her hands were still struggling unwillingly. He drew out a hand and stroked her lips, and laughed out: “Bite so tightly to do what you do, it’s too uncontrollable.”

She flushed harder, but stared at him more fiercely.

Mu Yan beside him suddenly said: “Looking at the weather, it’s going to rain.” As soon as the words landed, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared on the edge of the sky, followed by thunder like thunder from the ground. Ying Ge, who was still unconvinced and struggling, suddenly stretched his body, and the next moment he clung to Rong Xun’s arms. He patted her back lightly, as if comforting a child: “Still afraid of thunder? You can’t be a good killer like you.”

She clasped his neck and gritted her teeth with a decisive expression, but what she said was far from the same: “I’m afraid this time.”

He stood up and looked at her face intently, and stroked the top of her hair: “You can’t help it.” The bamboo forest swayed endlessly in the darkness of dawn, and the wind would be wrapped in rain clouds and raged downwards, falling raindrops. The moment I touched my sleeve, the scenery in front of me changed again. This is a miraculous thing, I actually saw a drop of rain fall, and also took this drop of rain to the next scene instantly.

This dream is really unreasonable. While thinking about it, I regretted why it was not a gold baht ticket or the like that was just dropped from the sky. When Shensi returned, he found that he was being led by Mu Yan, standing in a sensual place, surrounded by flowers and flower girls.

I don’t know why I know it. It’s about the same mind, like someone who wrote it out in my mind, telling me that this is the sixteenth birthday of Brother Ying. She sold herself in half a month ago. Lurking among these beautiful girls, will kill a person destined to die in her hands today, and officially become the assassin of the Rong family, completing the adult style of a killer.

I remember that when I was 16 years old, I tied Jun Wei’s hands and feet and forced him to listen to me playing the piano for a day. I was very happy, but it was a bit cruel to Jun Wei, and Ying Ge’s adult style was really cruel to everyone. .

Mu Yan put away the fan from behind and knocked on my shoulder: “Who are you looking at?”

I opened his fan: “Look for Rong Xun.”

He looked interested: “Oh? You know he must come?”

I am not sure: “This is true.” After thinking about it, I wanted to ask him, “If it were you, would you come?”

He put away the fan: “If the killer under me is you, I will come.”

I was taken aback and looked at him blankly.

He glanced at me and said slowly: “You are such a stupid person, if I don’t come, what should you do if you make the wrong target to kill?”

I said angrily: “I won’t. Yes, sometimes I am a little confused, but at this critical moment, I will be very powerful.”

He chuckled, “Critical moment? The last time I met a wolf at night, if I didn’t arrive in time, what happened to you?”

I said: “…well, we never had this conversation tonight.”

He was reluctant: “The last time Mrs. Shen Song Ning was in the Huaxu state, you fell from the mountain. If I didn’t follow, what happened to you?”

I moved a little away from him, and said: “The reason why the past is beautiful is that it has become the past. Let’s let the past disappear like smoke. Come on, let’s study the more important reality.”

He shook the fan one after another, with a smile in his eyes, looking at me without speaking.

I said, “Look, the thirteenth month, the thirteenth month in the Zheng palace died for love. She kept saying sorry to her sister. The living brother Ying is like the original thirteenth month. She has a younger sister, she She told me that she had forgotten her sister’s name. Rong Xun looked like she was very affectionate for the thirteen months living in the Zheng palace, but he knew exactly who the true thirteen months was. Besides, he didn’t seem to be right. Brother Ying is merciless.”

Originally, I just wanted to change the subject, but I was accidentally interested in the question I asked. After thinking about it for a while, I didn’t come up with the result. I just sighed.

I told Mu Yan my exclamation: “This Rong Xun is unpredictable. More contact may be able to comprehend it, uh, but this is also hard to say. There is a saying that the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders and are clear, admonishing the world to face difficulties. Try not to be involved in the case to stay awake, but there is also a saying that there is no right to speak without investigation. Hey, I am very confused.”

Mu Yan spread his hands: “I am also very confused. You are off the subject. I don’t understand.”

“…”

In the flower building, towering trees grow on the high platform where the dancers perform their arts. The leaves are in harmony with spring, and the songs under the trees are endlessly dancing. It seems like the world is prospering, and it is always in prosperity.

All this is just an illusion. It’s a sigh that the emperor always likes to visit the brothel for private visits. He thinks that the people’s voices can be heard better for this reason, but in the final analysis, his flirting level has been continuously improved.

I pulled Mu Yan into the attic covered by red gauze after turning into the high platform, and swayed through an open solid wood door without any hindrance, just in time to see a coolly dressed brother Ying leap into the house from the opposite window. The woman who stood by the table and waited for her benefactor didn’t realize it. The next moment she was knocked unconscious by a hand knife, she dragged it under the bed and hid it tightly. The time has not yet arrived. The sixteen-year-old Ying Ge took a handle on the stage A silk fan with large clusters of autumn peonies, closed doors and windows, and drank a drink of wine alone.

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