Equinox, mist, drizzle.

The rain fell from the sky, printed with the moonlight and connected into thin silks.

These wisps of silver could not wash away the mud on the gray ground of the eaves, but left unsightly earthy yellow marks on them.

The lead cloud is like ink, and it is also like someone's heart in the room, the blue and polluted black in the heart, which cannot be dispersed or dissolved.

In the window of the eaves, a young girl stood.

The long black hair scattered on the shoulders, kissing the snow-like white clothes without leaving a trace, very nostalgic, and never scattered for a long time.

The green silk never thought that a cold wind blew, and it inadvertently cut off this seemingly unbreakable fetters silently, leaving no trace.

Although it was early in the morning, it was scary dark outside, and there were still candles in the house.

Because of the wind, the candle flame swayed, and the girl's face printed on the bronze mirror was also like a ghost for a while.

In the bronze mirror, there is a figure standing at the door that can barely be called a teenager.

It seemed that he was a little overwhelmed, but in short, the young man stood at the door and hesitated, holding a fur coat in his hand, looking a little dazed and stupid.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" The girl didn't look back, but she had already guessed who it was.

"Little junior sister, Master told me that I was afraid that you would be cold, so let me bring you some clothes." The young man, who was called the senior brother by the girl, smiled honestly and raised the mink fur in his hand.

As if to show it to the little sister who didn't look back at all.

"Got it, you can put it over there." The girl said without looking back.

Half an hour later.

The boy was still standing there, still holding the mink fur in his hand.

"Little junior sister, Master asked me to bring you a sentence about 'the winter snow has melted into water, and the peach tree has new branches'. He told me, "You will understand what she means." The senior brother freed his other hand and scratched the back of his head and said.

After hearing this, the girl turned around, curled the corners of her mouth lightly, and smiled.

But in the girl's eyes, there was a cold clarity like the bright moon.

It can even be described as indifference.

"Then you will help the master bring a sentence back for me, and say that the cold wind is too much, and the moon is still frosty. He also understood the meaning of this sentence. The girl said.

The senior brother nodded thoughtfully, as if he was memorizing what the girl said just now, and after a long while, he came back to his senses and asked, "Little junior sister, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing with the master, why can't I understand it at all?" ”

The girl smiled slightly, but did not answer, and instead said, "Senior brother, what is the master doing now?" Why didn't you come here in person? ”

"Master was drinking at the stone table, and he was almost drunk by now."

"I'm afraid not, this rain fell on the wine, and it diluted the wine."

The senior brother and the little junior sister were just talking about non-nutrition, and the girl's eyes were always as cold and clear as moonlight.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that among the senior brothers in this mountain, you are willing to come to me, and other people are afraid that I am too disrespectful to the master." It seemed that the green silk was drooping and scratching a little, and the girl gently brushed the hair on her forehead.

The boy was silent for a long time, and finally walked to the girl's side as if he had mustered up courage, and solemnly handed the mink fur in his hand to the girl's hand.

"You are my junior sister, so I will help you and protect you." The elder brother spoke in a relaxed tone.

The girl nodded, took the mink fur in the young man's hand, draped it on her body, and said, "Senior Brother Bai, thank you." ”

The senior brother turned around and was about to walk out of the door, but he heard the girl behind him say, "What the master said just now means is that spring has arrived. ”

The boy nodded and walked out the door.

The drizzle outside the door stuck to the boy's shirt, but it slipped gently without leaving a trace, as if it was just passing by.

The boy walked easily, easily through the potholes on the ground that were already waterlogged.

If you look at it from a distance, the young man's body is like flying, but it is also full of agility, like some unknown dance, beautiful and has a strange horror.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting at the treetops of the unknown number, and ruthlessly cutting off the new shoots that had just emerged, leaving only the bare and ugly branches.

The apricot blossoms have bloomed, and eventually there are dead branches.

However, the mountains are full of apricot blossom trees, and no one knows how many there are, even the initiator who has been sleeping soundly on the stone table, I am afraid that he has forgotten it.

"Master, I'm back." The boy gently shook the already drunk man, and when he saw that the man did not react, he sighed helplessly.

"The little junior sister clearly said that the rain was mixed with the wine, and it diluted the taste of the wine." The boy said to himself, a look of bewilderment on his face.

If someone passes by, they will laugh at this person's stupidity, and this rain can dilute the intoxicating wine?

It's really young and ignorant.

……

……

The rain stopped, and the bright moon had climbed up to the sky, sprinkling silver-gray light brightly, and after the dark clouds dispersed, it was the scene of stars and bright moons, the sky was inexplicably clean, like a girl's eyes, clear and invisible, but it was such a clean eye, but it made people tremble.

This feeling is subtle and cannot be described.

The person who was sleeping on the stone table, I don't know if he couldn't stand the stubbornness of the young man next to him, he finally raised his head, opened his eyes, and said helplessly: "Bai Qi, you are good at everything, but you are too stubborn." ”

The young man smiled innocently, bowed and said, "Because I have to help the little junior sister pass the word, I can only stay by the master's side all the time." ”

The man rubbed his eyes, poured out the rainwater from the wine glass, took out another wine glass from his pocket, pointed to the position next to him, and said, "You sit, drink two glasses with me." ”

The young man named Bai Qi thought about it, but stood motionless and said humbly: "You are the master, and I am the apprentice, how can you sit with the master, this is not in accordance with the rules. ”

"If you want to sit, you can sit, where is so much nonsense, Bai Qi, do you not want to sit next to the teacher, or do you not like to drink." The man asked, shaking his arm nonchalantly.

The boy thought for a moment and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't speak.

For a moment, there was a terrible silence.

The man drank all the liquor in the wine glass, looked at the stars in the sky and said, "Do you know why the teacher likes to drink?" There are stars and moons, winter snow and spring flowers, it is enough to make this wine delicious, and this is considered to be alive. ”

As if asking and answering himself, the man spoke eloquently, while the boy just stopped and listened.

"I remember an old friend of mine said that flowers bloom and fall for thousands of years, and the trees are always there, and pedestrians disappear in a hurry. The man said again.

The young man nodded earnestly, as if pondering what he had just said, and finally sat down and said, "Master, your old friend must also be a drunkard. ”

"Don't keep telling the truth, this is called drunken Zen, how can you know these things?" The man smiled and picked up the glass beside him for the boy.

Bai Qi took the wine glass, drank the wine that was about three coins there, and then grinned again.

"How's this wine taste?" When it came to wine, the man seemed to be in a hurry, and played anxiously like a child, as if waiting for a definite answer.

"I don't know if it tastes like blood, like the first time I drank it." The young man grinned and said honestly.

"Stupid protein idiot apprentice." The man said helplessly again.

Closing his eyes, the boy seemed to be really savoring the rich and mellow smell of wine, but his thoughts drifted to the scene where he first met the man in front of him a long, long time ago.

It was a scene of broken halberds everywhere and corpses all over the field, Bai Qi held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, standing in front of the mountain of corpses, motionless.

On that day, there was a moon and rain falling from the sky, and it was a strange weather.

The rain washed the blood stains on the young man's body, but no matter how heavy the rain was, it couldn't wash away the blood on the young man's body, and the blood red stained on the young man's white clothes was particularly conspicuous.

At that time, there was a person standing opposite the young man, it was a man with a mountain axe in his hand, and he had big thunder bronze eyes, as if he was reincarnated as a god of war, but that person's feet were occupied by fear, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The man couldn't believe that a young man who had just turned thirteen, armed with an ordinary long sword, could kill so many people, the corpses were piled up like a mountain, and the blood flowed into a river, and the sight was extremely terrifying.

I don't know if it's the cold look on the young man's face, or the weird weather, in short, when the fear in the heart of the man with the opening axe reached the extreme, a desperate courage came out of his heart, and he opened his legs and rushed forward.

An axe that shakes the earth!

A sword is unremarkable.

After a while, the young man stood beside the man, his eyes as cold as before, without the slightest emotion, like a dry well that had long since dried up.

"Why bother? Why bother? The boy just finished speaking.

The man on the ground had no way to speak, his eyes widened, and he was unwilling to die.

And at this moment, a man who always had a flask hanging from his waist passed by, and saw the young man put down the long sword in his hand, half-crouched there, his hands folded, and he didn't know what he was doing.

I don't know if it was purely out of curiosity, but the man with the flask on his waist walked over and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Transcendence for them, though I don't know how to recite the scriptures." The boy said.

"And what are you for?" The man asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's just flying and foraging, and then nibbling and eating." The teenager said honestly.

At that time, the crow, which came out of nowhere, made a miserable cry, like a cry of blood and mourning death, as if mercy and mercy were weeping for this miserable scene.

……

"I can't imagine that 'Ren Tu' will chant scriptures in vain, how many people's big teeth will be laughed out when they say it?" The man said with a big laugh as he drank his wine.

The young man lowered his head honestly, as if he was embarrassed.

The moonlight is cold, and at this time, like frost, falls on the branches, like snow.

"The world says that you lost in vain at the hands of my Shirakawa, but who knows, I just read a scripture to you." Master Shirakawa said.

Bai Qi just smiled innocently and said, "Senior Sister Rong Yan asked me to bring you a message, it is 'The cold wind is still over, and the moon is still frosty', Master, what does this sentence mean?" ”

Master Shirakawa shook his head and said, "What she means by this is that winter hasn't gone yet, why is she just like you, so unenlightened?" ”

Bai Qi seemed to understand a little, and said: "This sentence is exactly the same as Master's sentence that has already reached the spring solstice, although it is not very neat, besides, I am just a piece of elm pimple, where is there such a clever sister as Rong Yan?" ”

Master Bai Chuan laughed and said, "Bai Qi, you and Rong Yan are both extremely smart people, but they are not the same, Bai Qi, in your eyes, how is this moonlight?" ”

In the wine glass, there seemed to be a drop of rain falling, gently shattering the bright moonlight phantom, leaving a haze.

The halo gradually thickened, and it was unfathomable and gradually surrounded people, Bai Qi looked at the white light, and always felt a little uncomfortable, that feeling, as if it was about to be swallowed by it.

"It's dazzling, but it's going to devour all ordinary." Bai Qi said after thinking deeply.

Bai Qi's eyes were still so gentle, but they flashed with a hint of imperceptible coldness.

And at this moment, just like that day, a black bird flew by, I don't know whether it was frightened by the silver light that was about to devour everything, or the words that were white in terror, and let out a terrifying scream.

"Keep gnawing so that one day you will be eaten by others?" Shirakawa drank his wine, seemed to remember something, and opened his mouth to speak.

The light of the moonlight was dazzling, covering the earth, but it was like the eyes of the long-dead Immortal King, deep and bottomless, mud into the sea, devouring everything.

And Bai Qi, looking at the moonlight spread on his body, the moonlight, enveloping himself little by little, thought about it, grinned, and laughed.