The lantern-bearer slowly walked through dozens of empty cells to the end of the deep prison. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The name on the cell door was blurred, and the lamp keeper took off the gossip mirror on the cell door, took out nine keys of different sizes, and put them into the nine keyholes behind the gossip mirror. The cell door slowly opened, and the light green candle flame illuminated the shadows in the corner.

The bearer of the lamp lowered the candlestick. With the candlestick as the boundary, one side is the blue ghost light, and the other side is the boundless darkness, and the lampbearer stands on the dark side, quietly waiting for the movement on the other side of the candlestick.

"You haven't been here for two months, and there's no news from him?" The person in the blue light stretched out his waist and turned around, his eyes shining with a transparent purple, like a jewel.

"Two months ago, Kuzen went to Mobei and brought out a disciple. After that, he only took his apprentices to look for the sword, and was never seen again. The face of the man holding the lamp was hidden deep in the darkness, and the voice echoed in the long depths of the prison.

"Does Chengtian Pavilion know his whereabouts?"

"I shouldn't know that that apprentice has already joined the two generals of Chengtian Pavilion and is about to go to Tianshan Mountain. Sir, do we need to bring this girl back for trial? "The lantern is humane.

The candle flame flickered, like the fluctuating mood of the person holding the lamp. The purple pupils gradually turned black, and the blue light was removed, and the pair of pupils were bright red. The lantern-bearer knelt down, his head pecking at the dark iron ground like a peck of rice, until the blood flowed through the candlestick to the end of the blue light, and shook into the dark pupils, causing it to fade.

"Do you see that I resemble him except for my eyes?" The man in the blue light stroked his face and looked at the half-human-high bronze mirror on the wall. The person in the mirror is dressed in a white prison uniform, with chains on his wrists and ankles, his face is as white as snow, his two curved eyebrows are painted on his eyes, and the lines of his lips are clearly recognizable.

Two identical faces, but different nightmares, the lamp-bearer still kneeling, burying his head deeply, did not answer.

The man in the blue light used his fingers to pluck the chains on his wrists to loosen them, and after releasing his hands, he untied the chains on his feet. The lantern bearer sensed the man approaching, so he had to raise his head. "Sir, now is not a good time for you to trade with each other, please think again."

The candlestick was picked up, and the blue light gradually gathered in the corner of the cell. The person in charge of the lamp understands that this person, he can no longer lock it. In the darkness, the man walked out of his cell.

"He used to be my most trusted puppet, and I handed over the entire Chengtian Pavilion to him. I thank him for taking care of that mess for me for nearly a hundred years and getting it to the point where it is now. However, we will take different paths after all, and I want to be the king of the earth, the king of Anya. He will only bow down and wince. The key to bitter meditation is really in charge. A thousand years ago, he closed the door of the Witch Kingdom, and now it will be opened by his own hands. Ending one cycle and starting another cycle is not everyone's luck. He turned around, fixed his eyes on the cell door, took off the wooden plaque with the name engraved on the door, and rubbed the name on it—Qi Yu. No one will live forever in darkness, nor will they live forever in the light. ”

The lantern bearer picked up the candlestick from the corner, the bright yellow candle flame flickering, and the ethereal sound surrounded. He finally let himself go, just borrowing a pair of eyes. He blew out the candles, went outside the cell door and hung up the gossip mirror, pulled out the nine keys, locked the cell door from the inside, and threw out the ten keys with the greatest strength in his life, including the keys to the prison door, and threw them out of his reach.

Before putting on the chains on his hands and feet, the lantern bearer touched every brick on the wall with his hands, the last thing he could touch for the rest of his life. Touching the side of the bronze mirror, he touched four lines of words, two of which were words that he didn't understand at all, and the other two lines were: "Yiyuan went from Wu, why should he fall into the mortal dust" and "Don't think about the old and the new, but also have a thousand years of grace"

"Master, don't!" Dou Xin woke up with no one around, only a candle on the dining table. Outside the window, the night was already thick, and the bright moon sprinkled a sense of tranquility. Dou Xin silently calculated, today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, just after the master's January sacrifice.

"They've gone to find someone who attacked you, and that person's target is not you, it's one of Du Yuan and Gui Ning." Guanlan Jun said, "Your master is dead, what are you still afraid of?" ”

"Master, you are a swordsman, have you never been stained with blood under the sword? Aren't you afraid that those people will come and ask for your soul? Dou Xin sat up, hugging her legs and curling up on the bed, which was her most secure position.

"The sword is more affectionate than a person, and when it really comes to the last moment, it will also make you spare the opponent's life, as long as that person is worthy of forgiveness. My sword is stained with blood. I've only hurt one person, and that's a hard choice. Guanlanjun unconsciously recalled the body of Senior Brother Evian who was drowned in the sea of fire.

"Do you mean Evian?" Dou Xin remembered that in that dream, Guanlan Jun knelt beside the quenching sword pool and guarded the spirit of the man with no bones left for three days and three nights.

"Sure enough, my memories have all entered your dreams, it seems that I don't need to teach you the swordsmanship of Tianlan Palace, you should remember them all." Guanlanjun changed his mind.

"What's the use of remembering, I haven't even touched a serious sword, and besides, I can't practice swords in public, it's not fun to be discovered by them." Dou Xin gambled on the airway.

"When my senior brother taught me, he used chopsticks, and in order to prevent other senior brothers from finding out, he was in a stone room at first." Guanlanjun said with a smile.

Dou Xin was silent, got out of bed and changed his shoes, got up and went to the dining table to get chopsticks, and turned off the lights. In the dark night, I couldn't see my fingers. Dou Xin silently recited the sword score, and carefully compared one move at a time. Guanlan Jun felt Dou Xin's every move, and his clumsiness was better than his own. One move was inappropriate, and Dou Xin kept practicing for a few hours until the sky was getting brighter.

"Who said that sword training must be in an open and bright place, if you have the heart, you will naturally avoid the objects around you. It was dawn and I was tired. You can wander around the inn as much as you want, the two tricks I taught you last night are enough for you to dodge the person who sneaked up on you. Guanlan Jun said with sleepiness.

The corners of Dou Xin's mouth provoked a little smile, "Are you helping me?" There was no response, only the warmth of the first rays of sunlight shining through the window.

Several teams came into the post house one after another, and everyone coincidentally spent the night in the post house. The guest rooms around Dou Xin were suddenly filled with different people, and there was more excitement during the day and night. For a while, his whereabouts were uncertain, but Dou Xin knew that he was not far from him all along.

I went to the south of the post house to see it, and when I came back, I warned Dou Xin not to meddle in things. Dou Xin had nothing to do, and used the pen and paper in the guest room to trace the general shape of the post house on paper. The southbound direction is inexplicably stretched a lot, and there must be an article in it. Du Yuan said that this was the emperor's palace, so who had the courage to build the palace into a gossip shape? In other words, the existence of this old palace was originally to suppress something, but it just happened to revive the emperor's dragon fortune and push him to the throne.

The more he thought about it, Dou Xin's heart felt cold. She changed into an inconspicuous men's outfit and walked along the south-facing corridor. When passing through the atrium, Dou Xin saw Gui Ning inside, and had just received a letter from a flying pigeon, and was talking deeply with the leaders of all walks of life. Gui Ning was so busy that he naturally didn't pay attention to Dou Xin passing by.

In order to connect more yang energy, at least one door must be opened in the south, even if it is a side door that cannot pass people. Dou Xin faced the south and looked at one of the main doors, both side doors closed. Moreover, the side of the door seems to have a more world, and it does not look like a road that can lead to people at all. Dou Xin sat under the porch facing the south gate and waited until noon.

Five postmen came from the cloister to the northwest and opened a side door. Dou Xin saw the five people walk in, there was no movement for a long time, and finally he couldn't hold back his itch, and walked in through the side door.

The moment he crossed the threshold, Dou Xin felt as if he had fallen into another world. The boundless plum blossoms are blooming, and the blood is spreading one by one, which is so dazzling that it makes people feel frightened. Several paths winded through the trees, and Dou Xin ghostly rushed into the plum forest, jumped up and broke a few plum branches, and sniffed the aroma.

The five post soldiers didn't know where to go, and only Dou Xin was left in the entire plum garden. As the sun sets, the plum forest doesn't know how time passes, only the gradual chill reminds Dou Xin that it's time to go back. Merlin's trail has no rules, any two trails will converge together, and a trail will branch off at most four times. Dou Xin walked blankly for more than an hour before he realized that he had long since found the path to enter. Dou Xin picked up a few obvious stones and stayed on the side of the road as he walked. This method did not work, Dou Xin walked in the same circle three or four times, and walked all four forks of the same trail but still returned to the same starting point. The plum garden was like a formation, trapping Dou Xin in it.

Walking through the fork again, Dou Xin no longer walked along the path, but walked along the dirt road with the remnants of the plum on the ground. This time it seemed to have some effect, and Dou Xin didn't see the stones left before. Walking farther and farther, Dou Xin saw that there seemed to be a door in front of him from a distance, and he was very surprised, completely ignoring the risk of bumping into the post soldiers.

Dou Xin looked at the surrounding environment and was taken aback. This is not a post house, but another courtyard. Dou Xin was standing in front of him a woman dressed in a gorgeous costume, frightened by her sudden appearance, and stood aside in a panic and didn't dare to say more. Dou Xin settled his soul and cheered up: "What kind of place is this?" Who are you? ”

The woman heard Dou Xin's female voice, and most of the defense in her heart was removed. "I haven't cured you of the crime of breaking into the palace, but you actually interrogated me."

The corners of Dou Xin's mouth turned up slightly, looking up and down at the woman in front of him. The woman had solemn makeup painted on her face, but she was not very old, and when she saw that Dou Xin did not reply, she raised her arm and continued to interrogate with an arrogant face.

"Lord, it's time for dinner. What are you doing over there? The voice of the old servant was heard in the distance, and the woman hurriedly shouted, "My earrings have dropped here, and I am instructing someone to find them." I'll go over later, and let my mother wait for me for a moment. ”

Dou Xin was stunned in place, neither advancing nor retreating.

"The path in the plum garden is impassable, go back along the left and right walls. Next time, remember to fold a few more plum blossoms. The woman took the plum blossom in Dou Xin's hand, and the smile on her face was noble and innocent. If you can still come. ”

The woman herself opened the door and let Dou Xin out. Dou Xin looked back and saw the woman standing on the threshold, smiling and waving goodbye to him, the loneliness on her face flashed. Dou Xin held on to the wall on the right side and walked into Merlin along the dirt road, until the door behind him was completely closed, Dou Xin looked back at the plaque on the door, which was inscribed with three big characters: "Rong Xin Yuan", and the inscription was "Qi Yu".

The plum garden was not that big, and Dou Xin quickly found the door to enter, and then walked back down the corridor where he came. When I walked to the atrium, the lights had already been turned on inside, and the people inside had dispersed, only Gui Ning and Du Yuan were sitting in the shadow of the lights.

"The second brother is missing, and the dungeon of Chengtian Pavilion is flooded, which is not good news." Gui Ning said while holding two pieces of paper.

"Are the people in the dungeon still alive?" Du Yuan asked hurriedly.

Gui Ning hesitated for a moment and said, "The corpses in the dungeon have been buried, you know, there are only ...... in the dungeon."

"I know." Du Yuan quickly stood up, looking dazed, "He just died like this?" ”

"There is never fire in the dungeon, there are no weeds, there is no wood, even the ground is made of black iron, how can you easily walk through the water? It's just a pretext for the imperial court. Gui Ning put the note on the candle flame. The candle flame showed a light green color slightly, and Du Yuan almost fell to the ground.

"Big brother, let's go, I should have let you go a long time ago." Returning to the Tao of Tranquility.

Du Yuan laughed loudly, laughing presumptuously and arrogantly. Dou Xin could afford goosebumps outside the window.

Du Yuan's laughter stopped abruptly, "I'll settle my clansmen, as long as I can be sure that I can keep even one of the Du clan's bloodlines, I will come back." ”

After being silent for a long time, Gui Ning picked up the silver taels wrapped on the ground and handed them to Du Yuan. "My sister is also in Jingzhou, and my brother-in-law Liu Yun is a salt patrol. I hope the eldest brother can take care of it. ”

Dou Xin's heart seemed to be torn off, and he felt a slight pain. She walked gently to the edge of the pool that surrounded the atrium and sat down in a prominent position on the edge of the pool. Du Yuan pushed the door out, just as he saw Dou Xin looking back and smiling.

Du Yuan hesitantly approached, and saw Dou Xin stand up with a smile. "Girl, are you sleeping?" Du Yuan asked with a smile.

"Brother Du, thank you." Dou Xin smiled, unable to say anything else, and tears unconsciously filled his eyes.

Du Yuan wiped away Dou Xin's tears and took out a silver bracelet from his arms. Under the moon, Du Yuan patted Dou Xin's shoulder for the last time, and gradually walked away along the corridor. Despite being dressed in a coarse cloth shirt, Dou Xin saw the general in armor disappear from his sight. The majesty of the horizontal knife has become a tragedy of dying at the end of the world, what kind of changes are needed in the meantime. Dou Xin looked at the silver bracelet, and the fine pattern was stained with black dirt. Dou Xin gently wiped the dirt with his sleeve, and there was a dark red strip on the white sleeve.

In the dream, the mournful flute sound mixed with the sound of silk strings surrounds the ears. On the battlefield where blood flowed like a river, Du Yuan was protecting him, his body was full of arrows, he was laughing, he was saying, "Don't be afraid." "In desperation, reinforcements came, and the general sitting in the town turned out to be Ah Ming. Dou Xin was dragged away, and he couldn't even touch Du Yuan's face. Ah Ming held his hand tightly, but he was powerless to break free. Behind Du Yuan, Dou Xin was shocked to find a distorted face, and the fierce light in his eyes seemed familiar. The man rushed towards him with a dagger in hand, but stabbed Du Yuan's heart. "Criminals!" The face was getting old, the fierce, out-of-control face of the cave.

The moment he woke up, Dou Xin was soaking wet, clutching the silver bracelet tightly in his hand. After a long time, the beating heart calmed down. "It's just a dream." Dou Xin wiped the sweat from his head.