"It's not an illusion, it's a human heart."

The black cat's claws are still in a position where they can take people's lives at any time, Qi Zihuan still stands cautiously and does not dare to move, but Chunqin's sobbing gradually stopped, and he returned to a sluggish and godless state.

The black cat's voice was low, without much mockery, but with a sad feeling that went deep into the bone marrow.

"Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes. This is also the norm in the world...... In that case, why don't you let this poor woman go. Qi Zihuan also had a look of affection on his face.

"Then why don't you exit the door?"

"You put it first."

"Or you go back first."

"Okay." Qi Zihuan unexpectedly agreed.

With that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

The black cat was still a little stunned.

Suddenly, a chill hit behind him.

A small paper figure was leaping up from the windowsill behind it, and a paper knife slashed straight down with black light.

It didn't have time to turn its head to see the enemy clearly, and one dodged to dodge, and its claws left a few blood marks on Chunqin's snow-white neck.

Chunqin fell to the ground like a puppet.

Qi Zihuan also twisted in a strange posture and rushed quickly without stopping at all.

Halfway through the run, his originally empty right hand had already taken out a peachwood sword.

The black cat didn't try to resist, turned into a puff of black smoke, bypassed the little paper figure that had just landed, and fled out the window.

Qi Zihuan rushed to the window, glanced at Chunqin, who was fine, and reached out to hold the paper figure in his hand.

"Bing!"

The speed of the body was doubled, and he chased out.

……

Kukai and Bai Juyi went upstairs all the way, and the passing housekeepers, little maids or Taoist priests who were hit by hallucinations hurt themselves or attacked each other, and after being put together by Kukai monk's index finger and middle finger, they often regained their clarity and looked around blankly.

It's just that there are still some people who can't be saved, and they die sadly in the illusion.

As soon as they reached the staircase on the second floor, a figure suddenly ran headlessly and almost knocked the two down the stairs.

finally stopped, but when I looked at it, it was Chen Yunqiao.

At this time, he still had the usual temperamental Jin Wuwei chieftain, dressed in a silk nightgown with open, barefoot and no shoes, his hair in a messy bun, and his face was full of panic.

"Someone! Someone's coming! He was still screaming.

Bai Juyi frowned and glanced at Kuhai, and the monk just shook his head, indicating that Chen Yunqiao had not been tricked into illusion, but was purely afraid of himself.

"Lord Chen! What's going on? Bai Juyi shook Chen Yunqiao and asked.

At this time, the screams that had been sounding everywhere had quieted down, and those who had been in the middle of the spell were either dead or still in a trance when they woke up in the illusion.

Therefore, in a short period of time, no one responded to Chen Yunqiao's call to protect the lord.

"Black Cat...... Black Cat is here again! Kill people everywhere, and also kidnap Chunqin! Chen Yunqiao was shaken so that he finally came to his senses, and just explained a few words in a hurry, and then knelt down in front of Kuhai, "Master Kukai...... You are a famous demon slayer, please, save my Chunqin! ”

Kukai clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Don't panic yet, let's go and see." ”

After speaking, Kukai took the lead and walked towards the bedroom, Bai Juyi glanced at Chen Yunqiao, shook his head and caught up.

Chen Yunqiao flinched and hesitated for a while, but still followed.

The bedroom was empty, the doors and windows were wide open, and the night breeze blew through the room, blowing the gauze tent on the bed.

"Where's Chunqin? And the one surnamed Qi? Chen Yunqiao didn't dare to enter the house, so he stretched out his head to look at it.

There was a strange sound from the roof, like the sound of tiles being trampled.

The three of them ran out and leaned on the handrail of the hallway to look up at the roof.

Chunqin had already tidied up her clothes and was standing on the ridge of the roof.

She is already well-maintained, her skin is delicate and fair, her makeup is graceful and luxurious, and the clouds do not know when to move, and the faint moonlight is sprinkled on her body, which shows a kind of glamorous beauty.

"Chunqin! What are you doing? Come down! Chen Yunqiao saw that there were many people at this time, and he became a little bolder, and he became a good husband who cared for his wife again.

Chunqin didn't look at him, but when Chen Yunqiao shouted like this, her movements suddenly became faster, and she spun on the roof.

A palm-wide ridge was flanked by a tiled roof that stretched downward, and her bare feet would step crookedly from time to time, stepping on the tiles, clicking and cracking, and cutting wounds in the heart of her feet.

But she didn't stop, just on the roof, in the moonlight, dancing.

Hu Xuan Dance.

Without the accompaniment of music, she opened her lips lightly and slowly chanted poetry.

"Cloud Wants ...... Clothes...... Flowers want to accommodate ......"

When Bai Juyi heard this famous poem of Li Bai, and then looked at the figure dancing under the moon, he was stunned.

"Come down, Chunqin ......" Chen Yunqiao's voice was already hoarse, and it looked particularly poignant in the silent night sky.

Chunqin stopped and looked at her husband faintly, her eyes flashing with affection, hatred, sadness, and disappointment...... All kinds of emotions.

Finally lifted the blood-stained bare feet and slowly walked to the end.

Leap down.

All the spirit of Chen Yunqiao seemed to be evacuated by this leap, and he sat down dejectedly holding on to the railing, just repeating "Chunqin, Chunqin......"

Kukai was a little embarrassed, and took the initiative to explain to Bai Juyi: "This woman's previous dance may have been bewitched by the black cat, but when she looked at Chen Yunqiao for the last time, the illusion had been solved. ”

"Didn't get the surgery? That ......"

"Well, she was going to jump herself." Kukai is soft.

"But this is ...... Why? ”

"It's not an illusion, it's the human heart." Qi Zihuan actually walked out of the empty bedroom again, his face sinking like water, "The black cat said. ”

Isn't the change of human heart more terrible than illusion?

Illusion can be broken, but who can really penetrate people's hearts?

Bai Juyi heard Qi Zihuan's voice, turned around and asked, "Did Qi Gongzi hold that black cat?" ”

"No, as soon as it entered the nearby woods, it dispersed abruptly, disappearing in the wind." Qi Zihuan shook his head.

"Yun Xiang clothes, flowers want to look, and that Hu Xuan dance...... Kukai still looked up at the roof that was no longer empty, "What does this dance and poem that this black cat dances with the spring piano mean?" ”

"This poem is the work of the poet immortal Li Bai, and it is recited by Yang Guifei - Yang Yuhuan during the Xuanzong period." Bai Juyi said lightly, "And this Hu Xuan dance is what Yang Yuhuan is best at, but it's a pity that ...... She only jumped to show Xuanzong. ”

"Yang Yuhuan?" Kukai only felt that he had vaguely heard the name, but he was not familiar with it.

"Well, it was the best period of the Tang Dynasty, Xuanzong owned the whole world, but he only favored Yang Yuhuan alone...... Although Ma Weiyi mutinied later, Yang Yuhuan was forced to die, but Xuanzong also cried blind after returning to the palace...... That's true love. ”

Qi Zihuan interjected and asked, "I heard that the long poem that Lord Bai is writing is exactly the love story between Xuanzong and the concubine?" ”

"In the heavens, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a ...... of Lian Lizhi," Bai Juyi said quietly, "The name of this poem is called ......"

"Long Hate Song."