November, Los Angeles, winter.

The moon on August 15 is very round and perfectly round, while the moon on November 15 will have some defects, but it is still very round and looks round, and the human eye of a round person cannot tell the difference between the two.

It was late at night, and in the Qinxiang Pavilion in Los Angeles, the room of the Qin'er girl was brightly lit, and the sound of warblers and swallows came from time to time.

Gongziyue was half-lying in the arms of the Qin'er girl, holding a wine glass in her hand, and the wine glass was full of wine.

"Good wine!"

He took a sip, then handed the wine glass to Qin'er's lips and smiled, "Have a drink." ”

Qin'er is a very beautiful girl.

Crescent-like eyebrows, autumn-like eye waves, delicate lips, plump lip line, when laughing, there are two intoxicating dimples rippling on the face, if you drink wine, your cheeks are like honey and peaches, no matter who sees it, you want to take a bite.

Qin'er is the Oiran of the Qinxiang Pavilion, the Oiran is the most beautiful girl, Qin'er is the most beautiful girl in the Qinxiang Pavilion, her most beautiful place is not in the crazy beautiful face, although her face is really beautiful, but compared to the seductive style, it is still slightly inferior.

With a smile and a smile, she can provoke a man's most primitive **.

Such a coquettish flower, but at this time, it is only for Gongziyue, and there is no other man in the room except him.

Qin'er chuckled, and with her green fingers, she tapped Gongziyue's forehead and said, "You, are you going to leave again, every time you only have to leave, you will stay here for the night." ”

Her expression suddenly became grumpy, and she said, "Am I so displeasing to you?"

Having said that, he drank the glass of wine, and two intoxicating blushes appeared on his face, as if the peach and plum were in full bloom.

Gongziyue took a deep breath, pointed with his right hand, and the wine jug on the table immediately flew into his hand, he took care of himself against the wine jug, poured a sip of wine, and saw his throat move, "grunt", and the wine reached his stomach, which was hot.

He likes to drink, he likes to drink strong wine, and the stronger the wine, the more he likes it, and the reason why he loves wine is very simple, when a person is drunk, he forgets many things, but this is his sorrow, because he never gets drunk, and he can't get drunk when he wants to.

Qin'er lightly lowered his strong chest and said with a smile: "You dead man, you play this game again, every time you ask you this, you don't say it." ”

With a smile, he said faintly: "Today you have to give me a reason." ”

Gongziyue still didn't speak, and poured another sip of wine, and the wine was in his mouth, and he cut off halfway - after drinking, a pot of wine, not a drop left.

"It's a pity that there's no wine; Gongziyue said.

Qin'er gave him a blank look, walked to the table, took another pot of wine, threw it into his arms, and said angrily: "Drink, it's better to drink you to death." A beautiful woman sits next to you, but you don't move, and others don't believe you when you say it?"

Gongziyue raised her eyelids, glanced at Qin'er, and finally said, "I don't move you for your own good." ”

Qin'er gave him a blank look and said angrily, "I don't believe it." ”

Gongziyue said: "Whatever you want." ”

Qin'er bit her lip and said hatefully: "You said that you were for my good, but I didn't feel it; After saying that, Qin'er's expression darkened.

Oiran just looks beautiful on the outside, how can outsiders know the hardships in it, when they were young, they lived the voice of "young people fighting for their heads, and the red silk does not know how to count", and when they were old, they became "indifferent cars and horses in front of the door", in the final analysis, men like Oiran and only like their bodies.

Gongziyue suddenly hugged Qin'er's slender waist and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Qin'er put her index finger to his lips and said faintly, "I don't need the words 'I'm sorry'. ”

Gongziyue looked at Qin'er's rippling eyes like autumn water, and couldn't help but close her eyes.

"No, I can't. ”

"Why!"

"I'm afraid you'll be sad. ”

"I'm already sad. ”

Gongziyue sighed, opened her eyes, stared at the rippling eyes, and said softly, "I don't want you to be more sad." ”

Before the words fell, a "snatch" sounded, and a three-inch short arrow passed through the window and was nailed to the pillar next to the bed; Gongziyue raised his eyes to see that the feathers at the end of the arrow were still trembling and making a buzzing sound.

Qin'er was stunned and forgot to scream. When she reacted, she had already covered her mouth by Gongziyue.

Gongziyue looked at the pair of eyes that revealed horror, and felt distressed for a while, but it seemed that something sounded, she hardened her heart and said in a solemn voice: "Wait a while, no matter what you see or hear, don't scream, and don't say anything to people, you know?"

Qin'er nodded, her eyes still frightened.

Gongziyue sighed, put down her hand, and said with a wry smile: "You should come back sooner or later, don't you want to know why I didn't touch you? ”

Qin'er's face changed and said, "Who are they!"

Gongziyue said: "You don't need to know. ”

Oiran lived in a separate courtyard, with the guest room in front and the boudoir in the back, and ordinary guests could only enter the guest room, and only guests approved by Oiran could enter the boudoir.

The guest room is large, large enough to accommodate dozens of people, and it doesn't feel cramped.

Gongziyue tidied up her clothes and came to this large guest room, and as soon as she entered the door, she felt that the air suddenly stagnated.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "You're here." ”

Looking up, two men in black stood in the center of the guest room, a man and a woman, an old and a young.

The man is an old man, an old man with gray hair, an ugly old man with gray hair, and the woman is a girl, a young girl, a young beautiful girl.

The old man had his eyes closed, and he carried a short bow, inky mixed with iron, which was almost not reflective, and the woman was empty-handed, and took nothing.

Gongziyue took a step forward, bowed to the two of them, and said, "Nie Lao." ”

Nie Lao opened his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and then stopped speaking, but the girl next to him spoke: "Moon God, you should know the purpose of our here. ”

Gongziyue smiled bitterly and said, "I know." ”

The girl said, "Then are you ready?"

Gongziyue glanced at the side hall behind him, and he knew that there was an eye that was staring at him.

Qin'er, it seems that I am really leaving, Gongziyue thought, and said, "Ready." ”

The girl sighed and said, "Don't blame me, who told you to betray the sect, betray the sect - death!"

"Ahh

"I hope you don't feel sorry for her, she doesn't know anything. Gongziyue stared at the old man solemnly.

The old man did not speak, and the girl said, "Yes." ”

Gongzi Yue took a breath like a general amnesty and said, "That month will go." With a bang, a shiny dagger appeared in his hand. It was an excellent dagger, with the word Evil Moon engraved on the blade with a small seal, reflecting the ghostly light in the moonlight.

This dagger gradually approached Gongziyue's chest.

"Wait!" the girl suddenly shouted, and the old man raised his eyelids and said nothing.

The girl said, "Luna, do you regret it?" and her tone was a little melancholy.

Gongziyue suddenly laughed, and her eyes gently swept over the side hall behind her.

"No, Gongziyue never regrets it. ”

The girl said, "But you're going to die." ”

Gongziyue said: "Some things are more important than life. ”

The girl fell silent, and after a long while, she said, "Let's begin." ”

Gongziyue smiled and plunged the dagger into his chest.

The girl looked at Gongziyue who had fallen, sighed, and said coldly to the old man: "This is one of the things I did for you, remember, the last thing." With that, he turned and left.

The corners of the old man's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing an obscure arc, "You can't leave." ”

The girl was suddenly stunned, and her delicate arc trembled slightly.

"I'll be gone. The cold voice came in as the moonlight came in, but the girl was already far away.

It's night, sitting on the forgotten peak, Qingzhu Sect.

In the Changming Hall, the young children who were cleaning were surprised to find that the Changming lantern belonging to the core disciple Gongziyue was suddenly extinguished.

Each everlasting lamp represents the life of an inner disciple of the Qingzhu Sect, and when the lamp is extinguished, life and death, the top ten are the everlasting lamps of the core disciples, these lights have not been extinguished for twenty years, but at this moment, the central one has been extinguished.

"Someone's coming! Something's wrong! Something is wrong!"

With this immature voice, everyone in the Qingzhu Sect knew that the core disciple Gongzi Yue was dead.