Chapter 47 There are no good people in Changlin, and all sinners in Changlin
"The ghosts of the two caves have guarded the Saibei Eagle Stream for nearly a thousand years, and you shouldn't have paid attention to mundane things. ”
Li Xiu said.
The man's eyes changed a little, and there were some other things in his voice, and he said leisurely: "Who wants to be here all the time?
The history of the existence of the ghosts in the two caves is much older than that of the Tang Dynasty, and they will not take a step in the Eagle Sorrow Stream for the rest of their lives, and the chaos and war in the world have nothing to do with them.
But as the man said, why must the descendants undertake the mission of the ancestors?
So they walked out of the Eagle Sorrow Stream, came to the bridge, and went to Wushan.
"Over the years, there have been a lot of people passing by Saibei, and there have been many people who have crossed the Eagle Stream, I just can't figure out why you have to kill Wang Zhiwei. ”
Li Xiu did not hide his incomprehension, and asked very simply and directly.
Wudang Mountain and Saibei have a relationship that can't be fought by eight poles, and Wang Zhiwei has never been to Eagle Sorrow Stream.
When Li Xiu first heard the news, he even thought that the people in the building had made a mistake.
But it does seem to be true at the moment.
"Unless someone tells you to kill them. ”
He said again.
"There is no reason to do a lot of things in this world, such as we are born to guard the eagle and look at the spirit bear, which may not exist at all. ”
The man replied.
"But that's Wang Zhiwei, and that's why you need a reason. ”
Li Xiu looked at him and said seriously.
This time, no one answered, the place where the ghosts of the two caves were standing was less than five steps away from the ground, and Li Xiu was just a beginner monk, and the reason why the ghosts of the two caves were called ghosts of the two caves was because there were three levels on one cave and three levels in the other.
There are three in the wilderness, and eleven in the upper three levels.
The ghosts of the two caves have sword formations, and they are combined with each other, and they can be cut into the wilderness in the upper three levels.
And the three Yuye have almost no opponents.
If they go to Wushan and join forces with the others, Wang Zhiwei will die.
That's why Li Xiu will travel thousands of miles to Saibei to intercept the ghosts of the two caves.
The leader put his hand on his shoulder, and with a slight force, Li Fei's body flew upside down and slid from the bridge to the ground.
Drunken Chunfeng stretched out a hand to catch Li Xiu's body, then looked at the ghosts of the two caves who took a second step forward, and said seriously: "Through this bridge, you all have to die." ”
"Everyone. ”
He emphasized again, those eyes were calm, not fluctuating, but as if there were countless sharpness spreading from the eyes, and the bridge trembled.
The footsteps of the ghosts in the two caves stopped.
Everyone will say harsh things, but not every sentence has an effect.
So no one cares about him.
What made them stop was the oncoming cold wind, the sharpness hanging overhead, and the silver spear held in the hand of the drunken spring breeze.
The tip of the spear pointed obliquely at the ground, and the bunch of red spikes tied to the head of the spear drifted with the wind and dust, and the yellow sand on the ground blew across the feet, and a cry seemed to sound in the abyss.
That bunch of red spikes was very red and bright, and it must have been stained with the blood of many people.
The face of the drunken spring breeze was very calm, but the breath on his body rushed into the sky, and the killing intent almost condensed into substance and raged wildly at the bridgehead.
So they stopped, and their faces sank little by little.
Because that aura is very strong, so strong that they are not sure to do it.
What's even more terrifying is that there is a death intent in that breath, that is the death intent that can die at any time, they can join forces to kill the drunken spring breeze, but from today onwards, the ghosts of the two caves in Saibei will no longer exist, and how many will survive in the end?
One? or two?
So they set their sights on Li Xiu's body again, hoping to find a breakthrough from here.
Li Xiu sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a piano, and flicked his ten fingers, the sound of the piano rose like a lonely smoke in the desert, which was almost equivalent to a butcher's knife hanging from his neck at this moment, but his fingers did not tremble in the slightest, and there was a happy generosity on his face.
He didn't even see death as a threat.
Just like the words he said to Concubine Yang in the Curtain Forest Garden that day.
He's not afraid of death, so it's hard to lose.
Because people in the world are often more afraid of death.
For example, the two ghosts in front of them, because they were unwilling and unwilling to be bound by fate, they walked out of the Eagle Sorrow Stream to go to Wushan to kill Wang Zhiwei.
To be unwilling is to be afraid of death, because they have not yet taken the first step to be blocked here.
So they didn't dare to change their lives.
"This song is good, what's the name?"
Drunk Chunfeng carried a silver gun, listened to Li Xiu's piano music, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it very much, he used to be in the building, he liked to listen to Li Xiu's music the most.
"It's just a simple song of Huaqiaoshui, it's not famous, it's better than being bland. ”
Li Xiu said softly.
At this moment, a figure appeared in his mind, the woman who smiled very good-looking and gentle.
"I've heard a little bit of it. ”
Drunken Chunfeng tilted his head and smiled.
"Oh?"
"I heard the name of Acacia. ”
The movements on Li Xiu's hand paused for a moment and then returned to normal, the small flower on his ring finger moved with the wind, and a gentle and soft voice kept ringing under his fingers.
The ghosts of the two caves stood at the head of the bridge, only three steps from the ground.
The weather in Saibei is unpredictable, and the sun is shining in the clouds one moment, and the snow is starting to fall at this moment.
Two snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell from the sky and landed on Li Xiu's shoulders, dyeing his drunken spring breeze hair white.
The sound of the piano did not stop, and the silver gun was brighter.
The ghosts of the two caves stood on the bridge, their eyes down, silent.
They still had a sword in their hands, and their black shirts looked more dazzling in the snow than before.
More than a dozen people stood silently.
Except for Li Xiu, no one made any moves.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and half of the north was white, and the people on both sides looked at each other like this.
......
Chang'an, East Palace.
The crown prince Li Xianyi was playing chess with a man who was shrouded in black robes.
There is a chessboard between the two, black and white are clearly distinguished, the black son controls the overall situation with the momentum of swallowing the sky, and the white son can only shrink to the corner to survive, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.
"Although this chessboard is small, it encompasses the world, everything can evolve, and if you win the chess game, you will win the opponent, so Chen Zhimo will be so carefree, like a fish in water. ”
The man in black put down one black seed, then took down two white seeds, and said loudly.
"In the final analysis, playing chess is more than computing power, the chessboard is like a battlefield, every drop needs to be carefully considered, and people are the same, they can only move forward when they are born, and they cannot turn back. ”
Li Xianyi stared at the chessboard and followed.
"The prince's eyes are looking at the chessboard, but his heart does not know where he has gone, and where has he won me like this?"
The black-robed man put the chess pieces in his hand into the chess jar and sighed.
"I still can't hide it from Mr. ”
Li Xian smiled bitterly, put away the chess pieces on the chessboard one by one, and then got up and walked to the window, looking at the snowflakes in the sky in a daze.
Today's weather is really strange, the sky is clear before the game of chess, but the snow has already covered the ground before the game of chess is finished.
"The prince's heart is not quiet. ”
"yes, I don't know what's going on there. ”
"You mean Wushan?"
The man in black asked, standing behind him.
Li Xian nodded.
The man in black asked again: "Wudang is a real place to transform into an outsider, dedicated to cultivation, and never involved in worldly affairs, why should His Royal Highness Wang Zhiwei's life and death be worried?"
The prince put his hands behind his back, and his eyes moved from side to side: "His life and death naturally have nothing to do with me, but someone entered Saibei to save him, did he go to find the dead?"
There is him before and after this sentence, but it does not refer to the same person.
Hearing this, the man in black fell silent, it turned out that His Highness was worried about that person.
"There is a drunken spring breeze beside him, and he wants to come to nothing. ”
"But you know what? ”
The man in black asked, "Who else?"
"Wang Zhiwei is a person from Wudang, and at this time he is just locked in Wushan, where is it worth so many people to kill him?
Li Xianyi was silent for a long time and continued: "This person wants to target Wudang, has the ability to encourage the people of the rivers and lakes, and even has the ability to let the ghosts of the two caves go out of Saibei. ”
The wind blew in outside the window, and the black cloth on the head of the man in black parted to the sides, revealing Yang Feihong's somewhat pale face, the black cloth was only opened for a moment, and his pupils that had shrunk into a little were revealed at the moment of closing.
"The people of Changlin are hidden all over the Tang Dynasty, from the court officials to the peddlers and pawns, they can always do something unexpected, and they are well-thought-out, and they have laid a mortal situation in Wushan, how can they easily let Li Xiu break it?"
At the mention of the name Changlin, the atmosphere in the East Palace seemed to have become solemn.
The Demon of the Long Forest.
They hovered inside the Tang Kingdom, and they might do some assassination of officials, Tang Guotianjiao and other things at any time.
However, this organization is very deeply hidden, and it is difficult to find it.
You went out in the morning and bought a bowl of soy milk, and you and the guests at the next table blew the cheats for half an hour, and then dispersed.
Maybe that's the people of Changlin.
There was a shout of injustice in the yamen, and then the county magistrate solved the case in full view of everyone, returned a clean slate, and left the title of the lord of the blue sky.
This could also be someone from Changlin.
They may be all kinds of people around you, or even Fa Xiao, who has played with you since childhood, who has taken you to live in a bitter cold place, or a neighbor who secretly takes out a bowl of rice at night and puts it at your doorstep.
There are no good people in Changlin.
Changlin is a sinner.
The snow outside the window was so beautiful that suddenly a red light flashed in the sky, and it was hard to spot it unless you looked closely.
Fortunately, Li Xian saw it, and Yang Feihong also saw it.
When Asao Shousuke couldn't help but let out an exclamation, it sounded extremely unbelievable.
Li Xianyi's face showed a smile, and the deep worry in his eyes disappeared with the appearance of this red light.
"Father sent him, and then it will be all right. ”
Yang Feihong sighed: "If he goes, there will be nothing in the world, and all the world will be peaceful." ”
"I just don't know if it's overkill. ”
Using the strongest knife in the world today to split the bureau of Changlin is not enough to describe.
Li Xian didn't speak, and the red light in the sky disappeared for a long time, but at this moment, a knife roar suddenly sounded in his ears.
The snowflakes in the sky parted from north to south.