Chapter Seventy-Eight: Useless
Chen Tongsheng had begun to be sensitive to all abnormal smells, and she squatted down slightly, looking for this smell little by little. There are places where it is full-bodied, and some places that are slightly more intense.
According to Zou Shiyun, when Fang Gongzi was found dead, he was lying on the bed and covered with a quilt, so the people who went to call at that time thought that the person was asleep, and the worst should be that he was sick, who knows if he was dead.
Chen Tongsheng slowly lifted the quilt, and sure enough, the strange and sticky smell came out of the futon, because it was too strong, Chen Tongsheng keenly smelled a trace of blood rust, revealing an indescribable, even familiar fishy sweetness that made people feel cold behind it.
This smell made Chen Tongsheng stunned in place, and the absurd and unknown fear gradually seeped into the bottom of his heart.
When she lifted the futon completely, the smell began to spread throughout the house, and Chen Tongsheng closed his eyes and completely surrendered his senses to his sense of smell, and discerned them by the slightest bit.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked at the shadows of various furniture in the darkness, as if she saw a twisted figure straighten up from the thick black, it was Du Shan's distorted figure, it was the figure of the crown prince Zhou Mingze, it was the figure of Galaxia, who was constantly deceiving himself.
It is a terrifying conjecture condensed by the fermentation and evaporation of flying light, and the breath of death.
Again, she could smell the flying lights.
Chen Tongsheng's breathing was unsteady, she gasped for breath quickly, and quickly surveyed the room, confirming that there was nothing of value left, and then carefully turned out of the Tobe Shirou's mansion again.
She quickly returned to Yanghe Hou's Mansion and went straight to Song Chuanbai's study.
happened to run into Yansha just holding a pot of freshly brewed tea and walking inside, the two met, Yansha said: "Miss Kiryu, are you here to find Master Hou?" ”
Chen Tongsheng nodded. I saw Yansha knock on the door twice, stopped, and only when I heard Ying Yun pushed the door in, put the purple clay pot on the desk, took the small green jade pot that was originally placed on it and went out. Her movements were very smooth and fast, and she didn't make any extra sound, and as soon as Chen Tongsheng stood still, Yansha had already taken the replacement teapot and went out.
And Song Chuanbai kept his back to them, holding a book in his hand and looking down.
Before Chen Tongsheng could speak, he heard Song Chuan say without raising his head: "Pour me a cup of tea." ”
She only hesitated for a moment, maybe not even a few seconds, then took the cup on the table, poured a cup, and handed it to Song Chuanbai.
I don't know what Song Chuanbai is looking at, his expression is focused, his eyebrows are shrouded in dim light, and he is handsome and confusing.
Chen Tongsheng opened his mouth at him, I don't know why he didn't make a sound, and then she felt that the light was really a little dim, Song Chuanbai didn't feel it when he got used to it, Yansha thought they had something to talk about, and they didn't even care about coming and going in a hurry.
She walked over and turned on the lamp, and then Chen Tongsheng noticed that the empress had been giving treasures to the Hou Mansion like flowing water over the years, such as the night pearl, a priceless tribute, which was common in the Hou Mansion, but there were no rare treasures in the study, even if it was a very practical treasure like the Night Pearl, there was no shadow, and compared with the swaggering coral tree bonsai in the lobby of the Hou Mansion and the strange stones and treasures that can be seen everywhere, ancient characters and ancient paintings, it can be said to be simple.
Chen Tongsheng got the lamp here, and before she could speak again, Song Chuanbai then said, "Come here," he took a step back and sat back in the armchair: "Press my shoulder." ”
Chen Tongsheng was stunned for a moment, so he had to say, "Master Hou." ”
As soon as she spoke, Song Chuanbai sneered, without a sense of surprise and embarrassment at the wrong person, but Chen Tongsheng reacted to his own actions, and his face immediately turned a little red.
"Didn't you say that you don't serve people? Well? Song Chuanbai raised the cup of tea to Chen Tongsheng, and said in a teasing tone: "Why did you pour me tea?" ”
Chen Tongsheng lowered his head and quickly rubbed his face, and defended: "Help Yansha, pour it." ”
Song Chuanbai looked at her with a smile, his eyes were full of smiles, as bright as the gorgeous and beautiful silver flowers on the peak of the festival, which made Chen Tongsheng have a kind of shame to look at her, so that he wanted to take a step back and walk out.
Chen Tongsheng usually has his hands faster than his head, but fortunately, Yansha didn't close the door before, she turned around and closed the door, saying, "I have, I have something to tell, Master Hou." ”
Chen Tongsheng concisely explained what he had seen in the past two days, including what he had seen and heard at the household servant's house.
Then she said her discovery: "Zhang Gongzi's death is related to Feiguang. ”
"Hmm," Song Chuanbai said, "Is it just what you smell?" ”
Chen Tongsheng said: "I have smelled that smell many times, Du Shan, Zhou Mingze, they all have it." She turned around and looked at Song Chuanbai's eyes, Chen Tongsheng added: "They, when they die." ”
Song Chuanbai didn't speak, Chen Tongsheng frowned, and asked, "Master Hou, after so many years, tracking down Feiguang, why?" ”
"For the country and for the people." Song Chuanbai said with a light smile, and Chen Tongsheng realized that the meaning behind that smile was self-deprecation.
"So, what about me?" Chen Tongsheng asked: "Raise me for so many years, why?" ”
Song Chuanbai's expression obviously revealed a trace of emotion that could be regarded as an accident, and he replied casually: "It's probably because your master wants to fatten you up so that you can be sold for pounds." ”
This kind of coping words aroused Chen Tongsheng's displeasure, and she rushed out: "Zhou Ming is dead, and on the night of his death, you will sit in the study." ”
She stretched out her hand and pointed to the position, and said, "The table, all, is full of letters exchanged with Master, and you. ”
"You found me ten years ago."
Chen Tongsheng pointed to himself again: "Ten years ago, I fled from the Mitian Division. Master Hou, can you tell me, why? ”
Song Chuanbai's face only changed at this time, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, his expression was tense, and he said softly after half a sound: "Ruan Cheng, Zou Shiyun, or is there someone else?" Who told you all this? ”
Chen Tongsheng pointed to his head frankly: "It's a dream, Master Hou." ”
Song Chuanbai looked very strange, as if he felt that Chen Tongsheng was entertaining him, but reason told him that this was not the case.
Chen Tongsheng is not the kind of person who can tell this kind of joke, although she is quite good at mocking people, but basically she will not make such jokes.
But she did laugh, tapped her temples, and said slowly, "Qiankun matches." ”
The ancients said that the Qiankun in the dream can often be perfectly matched with the reality, so it is also called "Qiankun matching", like the folk interpreting dreams for people to predict the good fortune, and when the king has a different dream from the past, he will also specially summon people to divinate the good and bad, it is out of this cognition that has been handed down since ancient times.
But what Chen Tongsheng said just now clearly shows that she is not dreaming of the future, but the past.
Foresee the cause of the past and see its present effect. This sentence is also valid against the past, although Chen Tongsheng can't be like some rumored miraculous people, through a few words of prophecy in the clouds and fog to declare that she has seen the past, but she can see the clear and hidden past.
She tilted her head and pressed all the weight of her head on her slender index finger, and the long hair behind her was swaying. This is a very delicate action, especially Chen Tongsheng is still so beautiful, but her expression and eyes are not at all compatible with Jiaoqiao. She stared straight at Song Chuanbai, almost turning into substance, and gave birth to a villain out of thin air to question him.
Chen Tongsheng had a showdown, and she even wanted to directly say about Galahia, about the men who looked exactly like him, and about the reason why she was abruptly offended that night.
She finally understood what the emotions that affected her the most, the extreme familiarity and bonding, and the psychology of wanting to rely on each other.
Chen Tongsheng hoped that he could completely become companions with Song Chuanbai, and become an accomplice who could provide information to each other, rather than simply obeying.
Therefore, her showdown is more like a child's show off in front of adults, showing off her newly acquired abilities, and behind this show-off is the mood of eagerness to walk with her.
As soon as the words came out, she realized that something was wrong, but Chen Tongsheng didn't stop talking, she really wanted to see Song Chuanbai's reaction.
Now that the seeds you planted so many years ago are now useful, will you still be so perfunctory?
Song Chuanbai also quickly saw her mentality, his uncertain worry disappeared from his face, and he asked in a good time: "What else?" ”
"What?"
"What else did you dream about?"
Chen Tongsheng was silent for a moment, and then said: "I dreamed that one year, the Hou Ye took the crown prince and was in Feiliu Pond...... Put lanterns. ”
"Master Hou, on the lantern, write, joy and peace."
Song Chuanbai stared at her for a while, shook his head lightly and said: "Not enough, these are all things that can be known from outsiders, when I took Zhou Ming to Feiliu Pool, a large number of people in the house watched." ”
"Then, let's talk about the crown prince, the night of death," Chen Tongsheng said: "Kiryu is in a coma, he doesn't wake up for more than a year, and he doesn't see his length." But what is this in Master's letter? ”
Song Chuanbai showed a clear expression: "So what you suddenly said to me in the carriage that day was also from your dreams. ”
"Yes."
"What else?"
Chen Tongsheng exhaled and replied, "Galahia." ”
She remembered what Xiaobai said to her that night in Licheng Restaurant.
"Galaxia, looking for Flying Light."
It is even very likely that she traveled to the Northern Dynasty because she was looking for Feiguang and participated in the establishment of the Northern Dynasty.
"She was looking for flying light before the establishment of the Northern Dynasty, until the Northern Dynasty was established."
"Kiryu," Song Chuanbai said incomprehensibly, "what you just said must be based on the real existence of the god Galaxia. ”
"How do you, you know, she doesn't exist?" Chen Tongsheng said: "Since people like me, who have not seen each other for many years and have changed in appearance, can exist, why can't she exist?" ”
Song Chuanbai was silent.
"I can tell you all my dreams." Chen Tongsheng said: "As long as you, answer me." ”
"What the hell am I for?"
Until dawn the next day, Chen Tongsheng didn't understand Song Chuanbai's words, she didn't sleep all night, thinking about it over and over again, and she didn't understand it even if she wanted to break her head.
That day, Song Chuanbai finally showed a relieved, very thin smile, with a sense of helplessness, and said softly: "It was originally useful, but now it is gone." ”
Not anymore.
This sentence punched Chen Tongsheng's childlike show-off and urgency firmly, Chen Tongsheng was stunned on the spot, and the embarrassment and embarrassment of defeat made her not even open her mouth to ask why.
Chen Tongsheng didn't know what she stumbled over and quit at the end, and Song Chuanbai didn't take the initiative to ask anything about her dream.
She thought that the dream was her hole card and a proof that she had different abilities, but she didn't expect Song Chuanbai to pay attention to these at all, his purpose was not this.
Chen Tongsheng even felt annoyed, she thought, what is bad to tell me?
Since you're going to use me, and since I'm useful, why don't you tell me all these things straightforwardly, so that you can teach me to cooperate? Isn't this the case all the way to Licheng? Wouldn't Song Chuanbai explain it to her?
Why hide it?
She didn't get up as usual when she saw the dawn that day, she temporarily put the affairs of the Zhang family behind her, stubbornly stared at the brightness outside the window, and thought repeatedly, what did Song Chuanbai mean by that sentence?
She looked at it, her eyelids slowly closed unconsciously, and at the critical point when she was about to lose consciousness, Chen Tongsheng vaguely flashed a thought:
Is it most useful when I don't know anything?
Then she fell asleep without having time to be surprised by the sudden thought.
It's the kind of half-asleep style she's familiar with, triggering nightmarish sleep.
In an uncomfortable trance, she heard something ringing softly in her ears, and the heat hit her ears, making the hairs on her spine.
The spinning vertigo that surrounded her, and this feeling made Chen Tongsheng instinctively panic, and she tried to wake up, but she couldn't control her body until someone held her hand.
Chen Tongsheng suddenly opened his eyes from the nightmare, slowly turned his head, and saw Song Chuanbai.
Or Song Chuanbai's face.
Chen Tong moved his lips vividly, and then laughed at his heartbeat at the moment when he turned his head: "You are not Master Hou." ”
She tried to say the whole sentence like a normal person, without stopping: "You're just a fake, dream person." ”
Xiaobai, the man who was selfishly named Xiaobai by Chen Tongsheng, did not reply, but just held her hand with both hands in a holding posture, conveying a warm atmosphere.
He lowered his head and looked at her hand very intently, Chen Tongsheng was very uncomfortable, so he pulled out his hand and said, "Answer me, who are you?" Why do you keep appearing in my dreams? ”
Okay, don't stutter, it's really just a dream.
Then she froze.
A tear quickly slid down Xiaobai's cheek, dripped down his chin, and hit the ground.
He said, "Don't do that. ”