Chapter 23: Hexagram

Chu Xiwei thought about the scene of the reunion many times, but when the real thing came, none of it happened.
Without him, Ye Fusheng passed out again.
After crying out "A Yao", it seemed as if he had put a big rock down his mind, the long-term tight bow string suddenly loosened, and the itching and severe pain could not suppress the fatigue that swept over, so his head was crooked, and he simply fell into the dark dreamland This time, it was not a trap for sinking consciousness, but a normal rest.
Just staying at the bed and sitting down beside the bed, Dan Dantian finally managed to hold back a bit of old blood.
He wanted to wake people up angrily, but when he saw the deep, tired face, it was not a taste. After hesitating for a while, Chu Xiwei covered him with a dark cloud-covered face and applied medicine to him, then flung his sleeves out of the door.
He walked fast, nearly hitting Sun Minfeng who came back from Duan Yao. The ghost doctor looked at his back for a while and shook his head: "It's bigger than the temper of his daughter's family. Isn't it good to catch Kwai Shui?"
The two subordinates who followed him heard such a big deal, they could only look at the sky and the earth, and lived with an ear of northwest wind.
Chu Xiwei went out with a head-on lawsuit and walked on the road for a while, slowly condensing his anger. He didn't want to turn his head back, and he didn't want to go around like a headless fly, so he simply went to the home of Duanshui Villa.
At this time, two days have passed since the seizure of the front. The entire Guyang City is under full martial law. There are martial arts people everywhere, civilians are stunned, and they do not dare to read and talk about daily travel, lest they accidentally cause trouble.
Chu Xiwei walked on the dim and gloomy dark light of the unknown east. The fire in the Broken Water Villa has been extinguished, leaving only the broken walls and shrouded in the night. Old daylight scene.
The world is coming out of my generation, rushing into the rivers and lakes.
In such a short sentence, it is necessary to allow generations to bear the flesh and bones, and finally the jade will burn to the death.
Draw a knife and cut off the water, I am afraid it is really broken.
Chu Xi shook her head slightly and lifted her foot to enter, but suddenly heard a whisper of flute, blowing down the sky and breaking a little star, deep and far-reaching, like a plume.
The tide rises and falls in an instant, turning over the mountains and the sea in an instant. However, it suddenly turns into a trough, and it sounds like weeping, as if forgetting the river and bypassing the world, and finally attributed to nothing.
This is a song "Send Soul".
Chu Xiwei stood there and listened for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Anyone but Xie Li in the middle?"
The men who stood here in the dark appeared on one knee and said, "Go back to the Lord, a famous white-haired Taoist in front of Yi Hong incense came to this memorial service. I can't wait to show up, so I can only watch him enter. Go up. "
Chu Xi nodded slightly, followed the sound, walked all the way to the scorched earth, and finally walked to the former Qianlongxie.
The elegantly built promenade has long been torched, leaving only a pond with daylight and muddy water. From time to time, you can see fish and shrimps steamed to death and building wreckage soaked inside.
The corpse in the villa was cleaned up by the martial arts people who heard the news. Xie Chongshan ’s body slid into the water and was intact when it was picked up. Unfortunately, Xie Zhongshan, a hero, was buried in the sea of ​​fire. Can't get up.
The corpse was placed in a good Nanmu coffin. Xie Li shivered like a chicken cub contracted by the cold winter. He reached out and shook his hand to push the coffin lid. I did n’t know whether it was too weak or courageous enough. There was a gap, and I could not continue anymore. My knees were soft and I fell to the ground. I wailed on the coffin and cried. There was a light on and off, reflecting the desolate ruins.
As soon as Chu Xiwei walked here, he heard an inaudible movement, which was the warning of Er Niang.
He glanced quietly at Erniang's hiding place. The sound of flute in his ears was still unabated, and he didn't even hear the short and unstoppable sound. It was a terrifying sight that this person had a long breath inside.
After the song "Send Soul", after only a slight pause, I changed the song, this time it was "Death".
Chu Xiwei looked at him, and there was a Taoist standing by the pond, pressing the flute tube with his back to his hand. The white hair like frost and snow was picked up by a ebony hairpin, which looked long and thin for men. The body was caged under the black and white robe, and the manner was calm and natural, as if not to sacrifice, but to send off a passer-by who met each other.
Chu Xiwei waited patiently for him to finish the tune. After the song ended, the Taoist turned around to reveal a dull face.
Just looking at his back, like an old man over a hundred years old, but looking at his face, it is nothing but Bai Meisheng's swift appearance.
Guanghan Yushu, Fengyi Tiancheng.
Chu Xi has lived for twenty years, and has seen all sorts of characters. It is the first time he has seen him, and his beautiful appearance can make him palpitate.
This person is perfect to be unpopular, and cold to the touch.
The white-haired Daoist has a cold mountain and snow in his eyes, and a quiet pool of water is condensed on his face. Even talking, he is as cold as breaking ice and cutting jade: "The poor road is clear and disturbed."
During the speech, he hung Yu Xiao back to his waist and hung it with a silver pot with a big slap. His wrist caught the dust, and he walked up to Chu Xiwei. At that moment, Er Niang, who was hiding in the dark, subconsciously tightened her body, but Chu Xiwei indicated that she should not act lightly.
The Taoist who claimed to be "Duan Qing" didn't stop by Chu Xiwei, as if he had just met someone irrelevant, and passed him in a blink of an eye, but Chu Xiwei said, "Please wait."
Duan Qing turned his head: "What's the matter?"
"I took the liberty to ask. Is Tao Dao a reason with the Broken Water Villa?" Chu Xiwei only felt that the ground under his feet seemed to have the residual heat after the flames burned. He frowned secretly, and he smiled when he spoke. Decadent, it is really disappointing. If the Taoist leader is here, it is better to spend more time. "
Duan Qingdao said: "The relationship with Lord Xie in the past was not a friendship, but just happened to pass by here and heard about the misfortune and came to worship."
Chu Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, Xie Chongshan was banned in the village for three years, but he had not been out of the ancient city for many years before, then his relationship with this Taoist ... I am afraid it has been ten years.
But looking at this person's appearance, it is nothing more than standing.
On his side, Duan Qing ’s eyes fell on Xie Li and he said, "The young master has lost his relatives in a young age, and he has a long life, which is a fate of destiny, but he is in danger. He will do his own thing in the future. Be at ease. "
Xie Li was still kneeling down, not knowing whether it was heard or not. Chu Xi smiled and said, "Dao Changshan Bu?"
"Shan Ye Sanxiu, just a little understanding." Duan Qing glanced at him, "The young man has a depression in his heart, and he is most hurt when he is overjoyed, and please be relieved. Otherwise, it will not only hurt you, but also affect others, and sometimes willful Not necessarily a good thing. "
Chu Xiwei
giggled
in his heart, the smile on his face did not change, and the hand in his sleeve slowly tightened.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was a little condensed for a while, until Duan Qing shook his head: "It's a shame to talk shallow and deep."
"Thank you Dao for giving a message. You want to make a decision at the next time. You should pay guilt to the Dao first." Chu Xiwei apologized and said, "It's just that there is a ruthless request underneath.
Duan Qing shook his head: "The insignificant tricks of the poor Dao are not enough to show ugliness. The arrogant words are also the instability of the young master's body. This is the only reminder, how to teach?"
Chu Xi lowered his eyes slightly, and just concealed the flash of light in his eyes: "If the ruler is willing to respond, whether it is right or wrong, the next ruler can do the next thing."
"Is the promise of Master Hundred Ghosts so easy to obtain now?" Duan Qing looked at him. "Yinuo Qianjun, this sentence is easy to say, but sometimes it will pay a heavier price."
"The Taoist leader is indeed the governor." Chu Xi slightly ticked his lips. "It's not a gentleman underneath, but he will do what he says, and I don't know how to do it in the long run?"
Duan Qing didn't answer, and Chu Xiwei took it as his default, saying: "I want to ask Master Tao to tell a fortune teller, but I don't have his birth date, and the name is not convenient to tell, can Master Tao have a way?"
The average fortune teller would confuse him when he heard this, and Duanqing looked at him twice: "Then ask the son to write a word."
Chu Xiwei paused and said, "Ye."
Duan Qing thought for a moment and said, "I can't count."
"Why?"
Duan Qing swept the dust, swayed the smoke, and his tone was plain and plain, "Ye Zhe, anti-Ancient, is too old. Presumably, the son and this man are both involved in the old things, and it is rare to move forward. Fei Yeluo, the former is indefinite, and the latter is rooted in the mud. It was a life-long destiny and death. It is now in the hands of the son. The life of this person no longer belongs to himself, but the master is yours. His thoughts dictate his life, and the poor ones don't count. "
Chu Xiwei was silent, and after a while he said: "The master of the Tao is a wonderful man."
Duan Qingdao said: "Otherwise, the poor way is just a matter of view and arrogance. Since the deal is concluded, please ask the son to deal with the poor way."
Chu Xiwei nodded, and then heard Duan Qingdao: "Please ask your son to hand over Li Feng to the poor."
Chu Xiwei's eyes narrowed: "This kind of adulterous person is not worth the dirty hands."
Duan Qing said: "Is the son to destroy the promise?"
"Say what you say is necessary, and you will not miss your appointment." Chu Xi smiled and gave a glance to Er Niang, who was willing to go away. Gong's minions passed over, and the body outside the square was probably in trouble. "
"The poor knows themselves."
Having said all that, Chu Xiwei didn't talk about it any more, and said, "My subordinates are taking Li Feng to the Xicheng Gate, and they are also preparing for a long journey for the carriage, please."
"Thank you." Duan Qing moved forward, suddenly a meal, took off the silver pot from his waist and handed it to Chu Xiwei, "The young man walked conveniently, and had no long things. , The mountains and rivers meet, see you again. "
The frost and snow-like figure disappeared in front of him. Chu Xiwei held the silver pot in his hand, looked at it, and no longer cried. Xie Li, who was sorting the coffin, thought about it.
Instead, Xie Li stopped him, the young boy's voice cried hoarsely, and his voice sounded a little more mature: "Master Chu, the water-cutting knife ... Here you are."
He unfastened the treasure sword carrying the centuries-old foundation of Broken Water Villa, holding it with both hands, and carefully handed it to Chu Xiwei.
Chu Xi didn't answer, but just looked at his dark hair: "Just give me that, am I willing?"
"Dad said it to you, then I will give it to you." Xie Li raised his head, "I said I would take it back, and I will definitely take it back in the future."
"Oh, I'm waiting." Chu Xi smiled and reached up to pick up the water-cutting knife, just like picking up a small iron.
Xie Li watched him leave, and looked back at the coffin and the ruins everywhere.
It seems that a child has grown into an adult at this moment.
Time flies, fleeting moment.

The author has something to say: Ye Zhe, anti-Ancient, this sentence has a bug, because traditional Ye characters are not the same as ancient. However, I did not expect the appropriate word to be replaced, so I still adopted this setting, you should be similar to the differences in the world 23333333