Han Xizai's bedroom is not exquisite compared to the pipa girl's boudoir, with a bed, two benches and a small cupboard. No calligraphy and painting, no decoration. At first glance, it was a little empty and boring, in obvious contrast to the bustle of the night outside.

But it matches his pale and gray-haired image.

Han Xizai slowly sat on the bench with the back of the chair, he was too happy to play the drums just now, and he had not completely calmed down at the moment, he called a few maids to come in and wash his palms and massage his back to relieve fatigue.

After a moment's rest, he began to speak slowly. "Childe seems to have something to say to me, right?"

"Master, it's not a secret, I've also entered the realm of painting before, and I don't dare to say how much I know about this illusory world, but I also know a little bit about it."

Han Xizai frowned at first, but then calmed down and smiled slightly. "It turns out that Childe understands all this, no wonder he looks at the problem from a different angle than others."

"I have entered a famous painting before, in which a person voluntarily integrates his soul into the painting, of course, the premise is that the protagonist of the painting itself is him, so he becomes a part of the painting, forever exists in the painting, and lives an endless cycle of life." I thought about it for a while, but I decided to tell everything I knew, because I knew that if I wanted someone to reveal my heart in front of you, you must first expose your own heart. "I don't know if you're like this, sir."

I think Han Xizai must never have expected me to speak so bluntly, his originally tired eyes suddenly became sharp again, and his eyes stared at me burningly. "You...... I can't imagine that you know this level, that...... Then I don't have to hide anything. I have indeed survived this endless cycle for far too long, as you say, but there is one thing that you don't seem to have guessed. ”

"What?"

"You said the man stayed in the painting of his own free will, but I didn't." Han Xizai's expression became sad. "Actually, I'm being held here."

"Seizure? It's possible that you didn't know you were going to be in the painting. ”

"I don't know, I think Gongzi, you must have some understanding of this painting, you should know that this painting was made by Gu Hongzhong, the painter sent by the queen Li Yu, to peep at me, because my reputation in the court is not good, and all civil and military officials know that I spend all my time drinking, and the emperor is naturally no exception." Han Xizai spoke eloquently.

"I know that."

"But Gongzi must not know that Li Yu asked Gu Hongzhong to do more than just spy on me, Gu Hongzhong that night in addition to observing every move in the night banquet, he also secretly took away some objects that I played with in my bedroom."

Picking up the objects you are playing with? This brought me back to what Cao Zhi said to me, he said that the painter found him on the bank of the Luoshui River at that time, and then integrated his soul into the painting. "Master, I don't really understand."

"It seems that Childe only knows that a painter can merge people's souls into ink, but he doesn't know that he can do anything other than his soul?" Han Xizai shook his head indifferently. "In fact, a person's hair, clothes, and things that are often touched around them are stained with something similar to the soul. In the early paintings, only the person himself agreed to give his soul to the painting could he become a part of the painting, but over time, this restriction became more and more diluted, and as long as the person's belongings were obtained, everything could be made without the consent of the person. This is originally a very mysterious thing, and this is also what a friend who visited me told me, to be honest, I also know a little about it, I don't know if Childe can know? ”

His words are indeed like a layer of fog, making people unable to find their way. But what I can generally understand is that he is different from Cao Zhi in that one is voluntary and the other is involuntary.

"Master, what you mean is that Gu Hong took the object you were playing with, extracted something similar to a soul, and then drew you into the realm of painting without your knowledge."

"Yes, exactly." Han Xizai nodded and said with a solemn expression. "Everyone doesn't know what will happen after death, I came here directly after I died, every day is the same song and dance, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, at first I was very happy, but gradually I realized that it all didn't seem right, and I was exhausted by repeating the same thing day after day. Later, it wasn't until a friend from later generations came in and told me about it, and when I knew the truth, I almost wanted to kill myself, but the despair was that I was already dead, and there was no possibility of breaking it again. But after more than a thousand years of struggle, I've learned to get used to it. ”

"This ......" I realized that there is such a terrifying side to this painting in the painting, no matter how touching Cao Zhi's painting is concerned, it can be regarded as Cao Zhi's wishful thinking, like Han Xizai is equivalent to being "imprisoned" here forever, which is too heartless.

"Childe, do you have a new understanding of the world now?" Han Hee-jae smiled bitterly. "Did you get a new understanding of me?"

"Actually...... Actually, I don't think you deserve all this, sir, I don't know what kind of life you were in during your lifetime, whether you were really depressed. But I listened to a song today, watched a dance, but I didn't feel a little taste of pleasure, this song is very sad, and this dance because of the name of the six so it also implies a kind of resentment that can not return to the Tang Dynasty, all kinds of sorrow overlapped, there seems to be more unknown things behind the life of this song and dance. I don't think Master Han doesn't want to serve the country diligently, but he just feels hopeless, and later generations say that the reason why you are addicted to wine is that you don't want to be the face of the country. "In front of Han Xizai, I naturally want to say this, but this is not my heartfelt words, I believe that Han Xizai has a country in his heart, but it is far from enough to have it in his heart.

I thought it was a comforting remark, but it didn't move Han Xizai at all, and his expression became even more sad. "Is this what posterity thinks of me? Or is Childe himself just trying to excuse me? In fact, I am to blame for having such an ending. ”

"You alone can't change the decline and fall of an era, Master Han."

"I'm just running away, although I don't have the intelligence of Zhuge Kongming, and I can't save a country by myself, but I can do my best for a country and die, but I don't, so this punishment is really not too much." Han Xizai gently put his hand in the copper basin on the bench, and picked up his reflection in the basin, quite lonely.

The small bedroom fell into endless silence at the moment, and I felt a little self-blame, why I had so many mouths, why I had to talk to the protagonist every time I entered the painting, and reminded them of the sad past. And I was also indignant when I heard this story, and I hurt others, so why bother?

"Childe, I'm afraid you didn't just want to talk to me about this, I think you're here to pick up your friend back, right?" Han Xizai pointed to the man who was nested in the quilt on his bed, he didn't say I really didn't realize that this person existed, because he didn't make a sound at all, and slept there. "You just take him away, he's just too tired."

"Sir, what the hell is going on? Why did he sleep here? ”

Han Hee-jae smiled helplessly. "Actually, it's nothing, almost three days ago, three young men came here, but the three of them are different from you, they only come here to tease my maid and singer. I've been here for thousands of years, and it's the first time I've seen people so addicted to eroticism, and I don't care about them, anyway, the maids here aren't real, and if they want to mess with them, let them be. The other two people left that night, only he was tireless, and the three days were entangled with those women day and night, and naturally he was now powerless, and he was like a withered tree. ”

"I see." I got closer and pulled the man out of the covers, only to see his haggard face and his whole body curled up in a ball. He ...... He looked even worse than I had imagined. ”

"This is what he asked for, this kind of absurd life is not to mention a person, even a ghost can't stand it. I look at it, it is inevitable to lose a few years of longevity. Han Xizai said coldly.

I helped the man out of bed, he was weak, but his basic consciousness was still sound, and he kept talking to himself. "I ...... Where is this? Take me out......"

"Master Han, there is one more thing, I hope you can solve your doubts?"

"Just say it."

"Of the three people who came to your mansion that night, there was another person who was in even worse condition than him, he was cold, his whole body was frozen, and if he didn't treat him in time, he was afraid that his life would be in danger." I slowly lifted the man up, and the weak man was so fat that he couldn't straighten his waist when he was holding it up. "I wonder if the old man knows the cause?"

"Frozen? Could it be that Su'er ......" Han Xizai's face was serious, then he cleared his throat and shouted loudly. "Su'er! Come here. ”

Su'er ran in with broken steps, ponytail and carefree. "What are you doing, Grandpa Han."

"Did you girl play tricks on the guests again, and tell me what you did to the guests that night?" Han Xizai pretended to be angry and stared at Su'er fiercely.

"I ...... I really didn't do anything, there was a big big fool who wanted to play hide and seek with me, and hugged me and kissed me, I just played with him. "Su'er looked at us innocently." That big fool is fun. ”

"You girl, how many times have I told you, don't let those people see you, you are just disobedient." Han Xizai let out a long sigh. "Forget it, you go play."

Su'er replied mischievously, turned around and left, and looked back at me halfway through. "Big brother, when are we going to eat something delicious."

"Big brother will take you out to eat in a while." I smiled and touched her head. "Su'er wait for me outside first."

"Hee-hee." Su'er hummed a little song and ran out happily.