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I found out that I was doing one thing wrong.

I overestimated my sister's ability to bear it, and also underestimated her feelings for Master, if for Master's death, I can still use the hatred that he once framed my father in the north and indirectly caused my father to die on the battlefield to eliminate some pain and self-blame, but my sister has nothing.

Since she was a child, Master has treated her as pampered as possible, and it can be said that the reason why her current "temperament" has become like this, except that my senior brother and I used to be too indulgent to her, most of the reasons are actually Master, but it is such a person, who was pierced through the heart by her sword and took away her "sexual" life.

All along, her fear and nervousness about Master was not entirely the fear that the incident would be exposed, but more guilt.

As she said, if she could, she didn't want to kill her master, and no one would want to kill her master.

All along, she has been burdened with the charge of killing the teacher, and she blames herself bitterly, and I know this, but I pretend not to know.

Early the next morning, I took the flower to meet Meng Fuling, and to my surprise, Wei Shen was not there, and she was really willing to see me.

At that time, I followed the maid I saw yesterday to the backyard of the General's Mansion, and I could only see Meng Fuling's figure from a distance.

She held a pipa, knelt in the narrow corridor of the backyard and played, wearing an ink-colored dress, the skirt was dragging and spreading, embroidered with red "color" patterns, her hair was very long, held in the shape of a red "color" coral, scattered on the ground, she was indeed a beauty.

When I saw her, I was stunned for a moment, but not because of her beauty, but because she played Qin Di's "Leaving People".

The people of Qindi?

Although I have never lived in Qindi, I still have feelings for my homeland, and this time I saw the Qin people and heard the songs of Qindi, and I also faintly felt that I had met my hometown in my heart.

walked up, but heard the maid beside her whisper remind: "Girl, if this matter is known to the young general......

She looked at me tentatively, but stopped talking.

Meng Fuling replied lightly: "It's okay, I just want to know how the flowers that have been picked and damaged have been repaired." ”

She put the lute aside and looked at me, and I said, "I accidentally picked the girl's flower yesterday, and I have come to ask for it today." ”

"Yesterday's incident, the bridge painting has already been said."

Meng Fuling bowed her head slightly, as if to ask me for guilt: "The maid is ignorant, just a flower, it is not worth the attention of adults." ”

To be honest, I was actually quite surprised when I saw Meng Fuling this time, because the real her was completely different from what I imagined.

Because I heard in advance that she was a singer, I subconsciously planned her to be Xue Caiwei's category, but it turned out that I was wrong.

In the previous dynasty, someone compared the girl in this world to a delicate and beautiful flower, that Meng Poria is a thorn in the deep mountain jungle, if the former is the bright and clear moon in the sky, then she is the dark night that engulfs the deep and mysterious, if the former is a pure and harmless lamb, then she is a wolf lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity to bite.

Her beauty, with a dangerous aura, is enough to "confuse" people's hearts and devour "sexual" lives, especially for people like Wei Ying who have been fighting all year round.

Although it was the first time I met her, and I had never learned much about her, my most intuitive feeling about her was this.

Seeing that she gestured to me to sit down, I stepped forward, sat opposite her in a robe, and said: "The things that the girl likes are broken by me, and I should make compensation, not to mention, I promised to paint the bridge girl, I have to do it, how can I not take it to heart?" ”

I took out the wooden box containing the camellias, placed it on the table and opened it, and the petals that had been scattered grew back to the calyx.

Huaqiao made a surprised sound, looked at the camellia, walked to Meng Fuling's side and knelt down, and said, "Girl, this ......"

Meng Fuling glanced at the camellia, then took it in her hand and looked at it, and asked, "How did the adults do it?" ”

"The girl is not a person in this way, so why be curious about this?"

I sold a pass, and said: "The so-called warlock, yin and yang are strange, dangerous and abnormal, the girl still doesn't want to know." ”

"Cheap concubines are different from ordinary people, for unknown things, ordinary people may be afraid and afraid, but cheap concubines have to find out clearly, yin and yang strange things, ghosts and gods, this is something that is difficult for them to reach in their lives, cheap concubines feel that it is not a blessing to take the road they dare not take and know what they don't know."

"I see."

I answered lightly and said: "The things in this world are always in constant motion, but some of them have a large amplitude of movement, which can be detected by our naked eyes, and some of them have a small amplitude, and we can't see them, so we think that they don't exist or haven't moved, just like the table in front of us, the bowl of tea on the table, if we remove the whole table or remove the bowl, we can see it, but if we regard this table and this bowl of tea as countless particles, one of which is moving, we can't see it." ”

"Sorcery, which is to control the laws of the activity of these particles, and to try to control them so that they act the way we want them to be, becomes a kind of power."

As I spoke, I spread my palm to her, and the camellia that was still in Meng Fuling's hand instantly shattered into a pale golden smoke, drifting into my hand, and then folding my hand, the smoke gathered and closed again, returning to the original flower.

Meng Fuling's expression was stunned, she looked at it for a moment, raised her eyes and asked, "If your lord has such cultivation, can you also resurrect the dead?" ”

I shook my head, and replied, "In the eyes of the warlock, there are two kinds of things in this world, one is the thing that actually exists in space, this kind of thing, which can be seen and perceived by man, and can also be divided into thousands of particles, which are controlled by man and become the basis of a thing. ”

"But things such as human feelings, strength, are only a kind of spirit, the so-called spirit, invisible, 'touch', but it cannot be said that it does not exist, if a person dies, it is not only the physical disappearance, but also the death of the spirit, his memories before death, and all the bonds in this world, are all reduced to zero at the moment of death, and the broken body may be restored to its original state through magic, but the spirit is such a thing, which cannot be controlled by magic."

"So, adults can only restore the dead things that are ignorant and ignorant?" Meng Fuling lowered her eyes and smiled, I always felt that her smile seemed to have a bit of a taste of joy and ridicule.

Actually, the recovery is only temporary, just like a cup is broken into two pieces, we pick up the two pieces and put them together along the cracks, as if they are glued back together, but in fact, once the strength of holding the cup disappears, the pieces will still be fragments, just like this flower just now, although it is completely held in my hands on the surface, but in fact it has been broken into thousands of particles, if I hadn't used magic to maintain it, it would have become a flying ash floating in the air.

Therefore, the destruction of things is irreversible, and even if it seems to be restored to its original state for the time being, it is only a manifestation of the maintenance of the magic.

Meng Fuling should have thought of this layer as well, and felt that I couldn't resurrect Wei Ying with magic, so she would "revea" the expression just now.

I asked, "Is the girl from Qin?" ”

Meng Fuling was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting that I would see her identity, so she hesitated for a moment and nodded.

I curled my lips and whispered to her, "Since the girl is from Qindi, she should be regarded as a fellow villager with Zaixia. ”

She showed a surprised look again, a little incredulous, and said, "It turns out that Master Gu is also from Qindi. ”

"Why, doesn't it look like it?"

I feel that since everyone is from Qindi, maybe we can start here and make her less defensive about me.

"Nope." Meng Fuling turned sideways, looked at the scenery in the courtyard, and deliberately didn't look at me: "I just feel a little strange, people from Qindi can actually be officials in the court." ”

"I have been separated from Qin for a long time, and I have not lived in Qin since I was a child, besides, the imperial court used to be very taboo to use people in Qin, but in recent years, Wang Shang is old and sick, and the government is mostly taken care of by His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun, and the control in this regard has been much looser."

Meng Fuling looked at me again, "Lu" with a sarcastic expression: "So, should the concubine congratulate the lord on leaving the Qin Land and will not be implicated again, or should she wish you good luck in the future?" ”

Hearing this, I suddenly remembered Uncle Fu's words before-

Fifty miles of Qiang water, 800 acres of water and clouds, there is our home, the people there, drinking the water of Qin, flowing the blood of the Qin people, they are our relatives, you don't see their suffering, so you have long forgotten that you are a Qin people.

I said lightly: "No matter how many branches and leaves the trees are, they will never forget where their roots are, no matter what I do, it is just a means to make a living, and home will always be home." ”

"Girl, what about you?"

I looked at her and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Meng Fuling was silent for a while, and said for a long time: "Since the adults are from Qin, they must be very clear about the situation in Qin, they can't eat, the day is not safe, many people are forced to sell their children, and the concubine is just one of the betrayals. ”

In this case, listen to one more sentence, but not one more self-blame.

"As long as His Highness is in power, everything will be fine."

I paused for a moment, and I couldn't hide the gloom in my indifferent tone: "And now, the only thing we can do is wait." ”

Meng Fuling was speechless for a long time, and finally asked: "Since the adults are from Qindi, they should know the song that the concubine played just now. ”

I nodded, she lowered her head slightly, and a trace of sigh was revealed between her always sad face: "Good flowers don't stay often, good times don't last long, my life has long been ruined, even if I really wait for that day?" Adults have the ability to restore broken flowers to their original state, but do they have the ability to bring my ruined life back to the way it was? ”

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