Shi Huan walked far away, walked to the side of the carriage, and turned around to look behind him when he got into the carriage, Gu Yanqing was still standing there, looking at the place of the execution table, and did not move for a long time. Shi Huan looked at it like this for a while, his expression was unclear, and after a while, he got into the carriage, "Let's go." Get back. ”

The carriage was halfway through, the sky was gloomy and rainy, Shi Huan sat in the carriage, his eyes closed, and he was very silent. The corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, as if he was preoccupied.

Although Katayu is a person who is very good at observing words and feelings, he is not a person who is good at comforting people, and he opened his mouth a few times and didn't think of what to say to break such a dullness.

Although the coachman hurried away, when he returned to Shi's house, the heavy rain had arrived, and the coachman didn't care to wear a coat and was drenched in soup.

The sky was still sunny in the morning, but at the moment it was pouring rain, and there was a vast rain curtain between the sky and the earth, and it was difficult to see clearly. Even holding an oil-paper umbrella was of little use, and the skirt soon became wet and coldly attached to the calf.

It was so cold that people shivered.

As the hour passed noon, the sky was rapidly darkening. There are still remnants of badly faded red satin on the stone lanterns on the roadside, which are somewhat depressed.

It was left by Shi Ruosheng when he got married, and this is not the main road in the house, so the people will naturally be a little lazy. Shi Huan looked at the red silk that was blown by the wind and hunted on the stone lanterns, and said the first sentence since he got into the carriage.

She said, "I heard...... The soil around that place was dark red, and no amount of rain could wash it away...... Katayu, you say, is today's blood washed away? ”

The voice is a little ethereal, which makes people feel a little sad for no reason. Kata Yu opened his mouth, and for a while he couldn't find his own voice.

The execution platform has been the place where the demonic aura is the heaviest since ancient times. In the stories of gods and demons in the way of cultivating immortals, there are always some people who do the opposite, cultivating the way of demons, devouring essence and blood, and seeking immortality, and the execution table is the best place to cultivate.

Because according to legend, the most wronged souls and the worst spirits are bound here.

Those...... Where was a heavy rain washed the ground clean. But in the end, Katayu still muttered relief, "Okay......"

Then, she saw that her master, who was more rational and sober than her peers many times, sighed faintly, as if she had slowly exhaled the depressed breath that had blocked all the way in her chest.

Back in the courtyard, Shi Huan didn't eat, ordered to bathe and change clothes, and then said that he wanted to rest for a while, so he closed the doors and windows and fell asleep.

In the dream, the snow was falling, and Qing Ming went to Taihe County and sent her first medicine. The man with his eyes closed, standing in the middle of the courtyard in the snow, had a kind of ethereal distantness, like a master of the Dao.

The pill was a little bigger than a normal pill, extremely difficult to swallow, and had a strange smell that seemed to be absent, like ...... Bloody gas. Her nose has always been sensitive, and no matter how small the smell is, it will be obvious in front of her.

At that time, she didn't remember the previous world, and she only felt that if she questioned Master Qingming, maybe the other party would be unhappy, yes, although she was curious, she never asked. And because his heart palpitations are a secret, it is impossible to take such a pill to a doctor to check it.

She twisted the pill with her fingertips, and through the vast snow curtain, somehow, the dark brown pill suddenly turned bright red like blood, and her fingertips only felt slightly hot. She looked at it again, only to see that there was a bright red liquid in the pill slowly flowing down her fingertips......

She jerked up, sat up in her dream, and saw that it was dark outside, and the rain had not stopped.

The window was ajar, and Gu Ci sat on top of the soft collapse on the side, holding a miscellaneous book in his hand, and looked up, "Have a nightmare?" The eyebrows and eyes are clear, against the dark sky behind him, like a high-quality ink painting.

Shi Huan was still in a trance, looked at Gu Ci and shook his head, before he whispered, "Just ...... I dreamed that Master Qingming came to bring me medicine. ”

Gu Ci put aside the miscellaneous notes in his hand, didn't think much about it when he heard the words, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Drink some tea, moisturize." Just now...... Gone to see the execution? ”

At that time, he and Xie Jiang were drinking tea in the teahouse, and when it first started to rain, I saw the carriage of the Shi family passing by, and that direction should be the direction of Xishi. Today, there is a beheading at the entrance of the West Market.

I wanted to ask her to sit together, but when I saw that the rain was getting heavier, I didn't speak.

Shi Huan didn't hide it, nodding, "Well......"

"Have you had lunch?"

Shaking his head, "Not yet." ”

Gu Ci got up to call Pian Yu, but his sleeve was pulled, Shi Huan's face was plain, and there was no blood, "Senior brother, don't be busy." No appetite. "The little girl doesn't look energetic, a little frightened.

Gu Ci only thought that she was frightened by the beheading, and sighed, "Go and see what that thing is doing, it's very dirty over there." What the hell do you mind? ”

Shi Huan shook his head, his expression was a little lonely, and after a while, he muttered, "It's not counted...... just, I want to see if Gu Yanqing is there. ”

Gu resigned, "Then, did you see it?" ”

"Hmm. When I left, I happened to hear the prison officer shouting the slogan of beheading, Gu Yanqing ...... Gu Yanqing was standing on the periphery of the crowd, and he could see that he was also a little sad. But...... In the end, it can't compare to the ambition in his heart. Brother...... I don't want to be like them. ”

"At that time, Hanyan wanted to kill them, but I said that I would dirty my hands, so I threw them to the government. But in fact, the blood is still on my hands...... On the contrary, to be beheaded in front of so many people must be better for them than to be killed by me at that time. ”

The wall fell and everyone pushed it. What's more, it's still a wall that is already doomed?

tortured, beheaded, and faced with the gossip, ridicule and abuse of ignorant people, and the saddest thing should be to see his master on the stage being beheaded, calmly and restrainedly watching himself beheaded.

Reason tells himself that the master is right in this way, but emotionally he can't convince himself. People are so contradictory.

"Senior brother...... My hands are dirty. She looked at her palm, the palm lines were light and shallow, and her skin was as white as snow, but only she knew that these hands were stained with blood.

Gu Ci didn't say a word, lowered her eyelids, reached out and pulled her hand to her palm, rubbed it gently, and asked in a low voice, "Regret it?" ”

The words are gentle, but the heart is raised.

Shi Huan shook his head. And did not hesitate to react, "No...... They want to kill me, and I have only two options: kill or be killed. So I don't regret it. It's just that...... Seeing Gu Yanqing like that, she suddenly felt a little emotional. I...... Definitely, I will not let myself fall into such a powerless situation. ”

I want to save it, but I can't save it.

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