108. Untitled

Another few days passed. The "cold and summer line" is divided into winter and summer, as weird as ever.

Feng Qiwu stood by the cold spring with his head scattered, looking down at the bandages all over the ground, the blood stains were dotted, dark red, like red plums in the snow.

He hadn't shed blood for a long time, and he was obsessively looking at those reds.

Once or twice in a row, a person who couldn't have hurt him hurt him, the previous time in the chest, okay, this time in the heart, it's not better.

Raising his hand to look at the strings of burning bubbles on it, he couldn't help but laugh sarcastically, ten fingers connected to his heart, it really couldn't be better......

Behind him, the maid brushed his hair and carefully picked off the diagonal bandage on his back, the sticky burn cream mixed with blood, and the edges were clumped, which was very difficult to handle. She used the dagger to separate the sticky flesh and bandage, and blew a little red lip, pasting the blood-stained shoulder blades with tenderness and sweetness.

"My lord, it's best not to get the burns wet, they will ulcerate."

Feng Qiwu found out that there were two people, and he looked at a woman covered with tulle in the middle of the water quite unexpectedly, the green bandeau could not cover the full snow, and there was a red lotus mark between the two chests, which was extremely enchanting. After looking at it for a while, he was not very satisfied, and hooked his finger and said, "When you come up, the water is dirty, and whoever gets it will collapse." ”

The woman was not shy, she swam to his feet and smiled like a silver bell: "Adults are really joking, the slave family is a serious person, not dirty." ”

Feng Qiwu didn't believe that the woman who undressed for the first time was a serious person. "You guys, get out of here. Also, those who brought you here, tell them to go down and enjoy their mouths! ”

Get out, okay, the two women really rolled out stupidly, and the one in the back introduced himself quite amorously: "My lord, my name is Zhu Lian, not Zhulian of the Nine Clans, but the Red Lotus under the Buddha, who crosses people's suffering." ”

He didn't think it was funny, stood by the cold spring and took a deep breath, letting his body fall.

Under the forest, the cold spring is silent, and the water surface reflects the sky and clouds, slightly blue. Feng Jin stood with his head down, staring at the man at the bottom of the water, his limbs stretched, his expression calm, his hair slowly flowing with the water, and blood spreading around his body. A small white bird flew overhead, its wings fluttering clearly audible, shaking off a few feathers, and drifting like snow.

"You're sad." Feng Jin was speechless, and could only gesture with his hands: "In my impression, you have only been so sad twice, once when Bai Moyuan was cut in half, and once when Emperor Jing died. ”

The person under the water slowly surfaced and sneered: "Senior brother, you deserve to be a dumb person." With a wave of his hand, the fluttering bird feathers changed their falling trajectory, and they rushed towards Feng Jin like a sharp arrow, and Feng Jin opened his five fingers and swept them, and took all the feathers in his hand.

"If you are injured like this, don't use force."

Feng Qiwu was not surprised that Senior Brother could easily relieve his offensive, smiled, turned around and fell on the bluestone by the water, a large burn on his back was revealed, and he closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. The eyelashes were frosty white from the cold, and the lips were purple, sad and ghostly.

After a long time, he said to himself: "Mo Yuan is a good friend, Your Majesty is Bole, and Yu Feng has the grace of knowing each other. ”

Feng Jin nodded, speechless. Feng Qiwu saw that he didn't leave, so he asked lazily, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Necklace."

Feng Qiwu straightened up, "So you brought those women into the mansion." Facing Feng Jin squarely, he said: "Don't be like this, you look like this, it's not good to do these things." ”

What do I look like? Feng Jin looked down, and the reflection on the water surface was a short man, with a thin body and a round face that had not yet taken off his childishness. Since his crowning, his younger brother has spoken to him as an elder, ignoring the fact that he is much older than him.

Who called himself still a Rashomon, and because he broke away from the master, he stopped practicing the magic arts, and all his vital signs were going on normally. Feng Jin was a little depressed when he thought of this, he was forty or fifty years old, but he had a fourteen or fifteen-year-old body, which was nothing, but this only junior brother, who was taller than him and stronger than him, didn't call his senior brother anymore, and began to call him by his name, occasionally screaming, and with a joking meaning, he said a word, he also reversed, and even said: You look like my senior brother, like my son.

Damn, damn it, why am I growing so slowly! Anyway, what's wrong with my small appearance? I've walked more bridges than you've walked, so you have to call me Senior Brother for that!!

Feng Qiwu saw his senior brother's indignant appearance, and said with a smile: "That's it, I don't dare to hit you in the mouth, you can step back." ”

Feng Jin didn't retreat, sat down cross-legged, and said seriously: "I want to talk to you about that man, I probably know the cause and effect of the incident." Before going down the mountain, the master told me to keep my eyes open, don't let bad women deceive you, and said that you are good at everything, but it is very anxious to see women's eyes, and the good ones can't tie you, I want to be like that, you like it tightly. ”

"He's not a woman."

"The body is not a woman. To be honest, I don't know what attracts you to him, if you play around, it's fine, but you seem to be serious, and you also asked Feng Lin about the redemption of Nanfeng Pavilion, what's the matter, you really want to keep people by your side for a long time? ”

Feng Qiwu laughed at himself, and said without denial: "I don't want to think about it now." Thinking back to the past, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I want to think about it, what attracts me." …… Probably because he would not go with Shawuti even if he died, I thought he was really good from that night. ”

Yes, it's really good. The respect of Prince Shawuti, born to be favored by the old king, what he wants can be obtained without much effort; And what about him, even if he exhausts his life to make a big gamble and wins, he is just a thief who steals the country in the history book, and if he loses, he will never recover, and his wins and losses will be stinking for thousands of years, but he is so stubborn that he is better than Shawuti.

Well, since you have to be with me when you die, then let's be together, if one day I lose, then you can go to hell with me, anyway, you are not even afraid of death, what do you care!

"Does that alien prince make you feel inferior?"

A very direct question, Feng Qiwu frowned. Feng Jin stretched out his finger and gestured slowly, for fear that his junior brother would not be able to see clearly.

"You like him because he didn't hesitate to choose, which is tantamount to giving great affirmation when you are self-denying, so essentially, you don't like him, you just like that sense of security and self-esteem. Qiwu, I don't know where you got these negative emotions, you need to rely on a man's rhetoric to dispel them. ”

"Senior brother, you let me be quiet." Feng Qiwu said, his slightly impatient eyes showed the struggle in his heart, he is a very strong person, and it takes courage and time to admit vulnerability. But Feng Jin had to be broken, he didn't want to see his junior brother so depressed and sinking. Yes, he entered the government every day as before, but his heart was full of disappointment after his expectations were shattered and anger and shame after being deceived, he was depressed, and he even hated himself a little.

"I'm not your subordinate, so I don't listen to you. Senior brother, when you entered Rashomon by mistake and learned to learn Rashomon in a short period of time, it shows that you have the potential to practice, but when you learned that you must cut off the dust edge for cultivation, you resolutely broke through the eighty-one immortal gate circles and returned to the world. I thought that a young man like you, who was attached to the worldly fate, but didn't want you to be intoxicated by it, was a mortal achievement. I admire you very much, I remember that in the first few years of your career, you devoted yourself to your career, the text was to be exported, and the military was to fight on the battlefield, for fear that the emperor would not see his talent, and after being reused, the emperor was suspicious and good at dividing power, and the court was divided into several factions. ”

Looking back at the Jiji camp at that time, desperately fighting for it, Feng Qiwu was relieved, and said lightly: "So, what's wrong?" ”

"Not much, I just want to ask, for the sake of your ideals, you sacrificed the most suitable period of Shaohua for drunk eyes and sleeping under the willows, do you regret it?"

"What do you think?" Feng Qiwu did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Regret." Feng Jin has a pair of clear eyes, as if to see everything through, never, only a rough heart will have no feeling for the passing softness, and this junior brother, in fact, is very elegant style, in his spare time also loves flowers and birds, poetry and books, as for the pine wind under the forest, sitting on the plate hidden, is the master of the master. How can such a man who has attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting say that he only loves cold and hard power, and has no feelings for love?

Senior brother, do you know that Suo Huan's soft and coquettish anger is a sweet blow that all young people can't resist, and his appearance fills the gap you have at that time, so that you can still experience wanton passion after the age of blood and strength.

"Qiwu, there are too many things in the world that cannot be both, if you want to dominate the world, you can't ask for ten zhang of soft dust, if he doesn't want to, you just let him go."

Senior brother is right, everything is ...... It's all a disability. Feng Qiwu frowned lightly, looked up at the sky, the sharp eyebrows couldn't bear the water droplets, and slid down, only a millimeter away from his eyes, like a cold teardrop.