Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Bo Tanhua

"Aluan, why are you here?" "Damn it, I run into you haunting guy everywhere!" Why do they say that, A Luan is more qualified than anyone else to scold this sentence: what the hell—— The two teenagers who asked questions one after another were actually Xiao Mo and Xiao Su, the envoys of black and white impermanence who are obsessed with life, and this place...is actually a prison in Xiangchuan City! I just felt the buzzing in my head, and A Luan managed to hold back a sentence: "Why are you...you? Could it be me...I have already..." Xiao Mo twisted his mouth and let out a chuckle: "Dream, if you are a blue-eyed monster under our control, it will be a good fortune."

"Don't worry about Xiaomo, we're just here to 'wait for the rabbit', we're not here to catch you." Xiao Su comforted Cai Aluan a little.He stole a glance at the pair of messengers of impermanence. In the past, they were punished and turned into a pair of young children because of their inability to "handle affairs".Now, not only are the two of them taller, but their eyebrows are also getting better, especially Xiaomo. Although his facial features still have a little childishness, his height is already comparable to that of Aluan—thinking about his recent "remarkable performance"!

For the messengers of impermanence, the prison is indeed a good place to "wait for the rabbit", but I don't know what kind of human life they have today?Thinking of this, a chill ran across A Luan's back, and he couldn't help but look around. It is often said that sleep is like death, and the narrow and filthy cell is full of people lying here and there, all sleeping without knowing who they are, like a broken sack thrown on the floor.There are also nightmare monkeys with cat ears and snake eyes squatting on their chests, dead ghosts floating around who don't know whether they are relatives or enemies, coupled with night walks eating pollution, gossips who are busy with nothing, etc., all come to join in the fun, and the entire cell is blocked. It was so crowded that even A Luan's blue eyes couldn't tell which one was the target of Wuchang.

Seeing that the young man was distracted, Xiao Su couldn't help tugging at the corner of his clothes: "Ah Luan, why are you also in prison?" This question made A Luan feel sad: "Even I don't know... Those officers and soldiers can't help but say..." "This brother has been wronged very much. He was completely brought into trouble." At this moment, a low but clear voice sounded from the corner of the cell, the arrogance permeated in that tone, just to be a bit more pleasing to others For the sake of disgust, he stopped subtly. A Luan turned back reflexively, but saw in the shadow of the corner of the wall, between sleeping human beings and aliens, a head of jet-black unkempt hair slowly rising up, his eyes that see night as day can see clearly, There stood a young Toutuo in rags and patchwork clothes.

"Bring disaster? How do you say that?" Xiao Mo folded his arms with great interest, and asked Na Toutuo. Afraid of waking others up, Toutuo moved closer and said in a low voice: "When the arrester came to the theater to arrest people, this brother happened to pass by. Hearing his Huizhou accent, the poor man thought he was also a member of the theater troupe, so he couldn't help saying it." Catch them together!" "Oh, A Luan is so pitiful!" Xiao Su immediately looked sympathetic, but Xiao Mo snorted: "The mud can't support the wall! It must be that the feet of the yamen servants are weak, and they can't speak the official language, and the hometown dialect also pops up. , really deserve it!"

"Forget it, this brother has suffered for nothing. Now that you know each other, stop bullying him!" That Tutuo smiled, stepped forward and wrapped his arms around A Luan's shoulders, shaking him gently and firmly, Take this to comfort the frowning teenager. But instead of relaxing, Aluan broke out in a cold sweat - what is the origin of this Toutuo! He was able to communicate with Xiaomo Xiaosu, and Aluan didn't make a fuss, because the prison was originally a "mixed" dirty place, and he and the messengers of impermanence came from the same world.But when she felt the contact of the opponent's fingertips on her shoulder, A Luan couldn't help but be amazed—the real warm body temperature was coming through the rough and thin coarse summer clothes, followed by deep and steady breathing, strong and powerful breathing. heartbeat...

This tutuo is definitely a living human being, but this living human being is actually talking to black and white impermanence! Almost reflexively, A Luan pushed him away and asked in a loud voice, "Who are you?" "Oh, you don't know me?" The other party deliberately put on an exaggerated disappointed expression, and moved to the gate to let the young man see clearly by the light outside the threshold, but when he stood up, his head almost touched the door frame. This Toutuo's figure is really tall, but he has brows that are as desolate as misty clouds and autumn water, and his sparkling eyes seem to be slightly drunk from time to time, half-opened and half-closed like lotus petals soaked in dew.Looking at the robe, even though it was made of rags, it was surprisingly clean. Not only did it not look like a monk practicing penance, but it added a bit of coquettish self-admiration to his unrefined demeanor.

Seeing that Aluan looked up and down for a while but didn't say a word, Toutuo shook his head helplessly, leaned over to pick up the stick, and wrote two words on the messy and rotten grass thatch: "Here, you can call me that." A Luan was not very literate and was still able to recognize, while Xiao Suzao yelled: "Huh? 'Tu...pi'? Your name is so strange, it's actually called 'belly'?" Before he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the back of the head by Xiao Mo: "Don't be ashamed here, it's clearly the word 'Yuepo'!" "So this is Master 'Yuepo'!" Envoy Bai Wuchang pointed at Toutuo with a full face of astonishment, "I've heard about this name for a long time, but I can't find a place to find it after wearing out my iron shoes."

"Master Yuepo"... A Luan seems to have heard of this name somewhere.For a while, he couldn't figure out whether it was because the Messengers of Impermanence had some new tricks, so that everyone could see their real bodies, or whether "Master Yuepo" was like "Lianhua Ji", the guardian of Kagawa Castle's boundary , even the messenger of impermanence wants to sell his face? The "Yuepo" Toutuo also laughed heartily regardless of the noise, turned his head and smiled at Xiao Su: "The name 'Belly' Toutuo is really interesting, little brother, you can call me that in the future."

When Xiao Su heard it, she immediately became proud: "Then I really have the face, I can call the famous lyricist in Xiangchuan City like this!" Seeing his partner and Yue Po being glib, Xiao Mo also readily joined in and said with a smile: "Xiao Su can climb the pole! You know, I have admired Master Yue Po for a long time—I never buy anyone's account, how should I write it?" You can write whatever you want, it's very enjoyable, and you're not even afraid of angering the government!" "It turned out to be 'that' Master Yuepo!" After saying this, Aluan finally had an impression, he couldn't hold back the surprise and excitement in his tone, he looked at Toutuo and couldn't even speak, "I didn't expect... I didn't expect The legendary master Yuepo is so young!"

This "Moon Slope" is the name of the first-class legendary author in Kagawa Castle, who is now on the cusp of being popular, and those new Hanabe plays that sell out every show are all written by him! Although A Luan has no money to go to the theater, he has heard all kinds of anecdotes about "Yuepo"—for example, the theater troupe of the president of the Lianghuai Salt Merchants Association fought with a wild theater troupe who traveled around the world, and the family theater troupe was famous outside , the performance is Yabu Kunqu Opera, not to mention the ostentation of the costumes, and there are even famous actors who have performed in Jinshangyuqian, but in the end they are defeated. Almost none of the audience went to listen to the Hui tune of the Wild Opera Troupe, because the grass troupe sang The new play of "Moon Slope"! Another example is an honest and weak boy who was tortured to death by his stepmother. The government believed that there was a saying of "death for the son", but the father continued to point out that the child was disobedient.Out of righteous indignation, Yue Po wrote a new play to reveal the truth, which actually allowed the old case to be remanded for retrial, and the injustice he had suffered for many years was finally cleared up.Legend has it that whenever this play is performed, at the end of the play, the young man's soul can be faintly seen bowing down in the center of the stage, thanking Yue Po for his righteous words. And the reason why the officers came to arrest him today is because the Huidiao class is staging Yuepo's "Fate of Two Worlds"—it's about a pair of young men and women who fall in love at first sight, love each other, die and then reunite. The true story of Xiangchuan City, the protagonists are the son of Zou Xiucai’s family in the east of the city and the daughter of the shopkeeper Lin’s pharmacy. It’s unbelievable that the two aristocrats wanted to beat the pair of shameless little animals to death, but after reading the script, Even the wedding day has been fixed!For several days in a row, a large number of people gathered to see how the play eliminated hatred and everyone was happy. The government had long felt that it was an eyesore, and today they finally couldn't bear it and sent police officers to disperse the audience to catch the victim. But the hell is worth it!If not, how could I have the honor to meet the "culprit" Yuepo himself, and get along so closely with him who is more legendary than legendary?This fortuitous encounter made A Luan forget his situation for a moment, and became elated. Yuepotutuo also got excited: "Little brother, have you seen the play I wrote? What can you learn and teach me?" Don't say you haven't seen it, even if you have, how can I have the ability and courage to criticize dramas face to face!A Luan blushed immediately, and was at a loss for what to say, but there was an emotionless sneer from outside the fence: "Why don't you have the nerve to ask others what they think? I'm so ashamed for you!" It's getting more and more confusing! How could this person appear here at this time - the person who came was clearly the young head of Qingzhou Academy, the first school in Xiangchuan City, the eldest son of Lord Yanzheng Lu Zhaozhi, and Qingxiao's elder brother, Lu Tao and Lu Qingfang! How could this respectful and gentle gentleman come to the prison without thinking? But I saw the jailer graciously leading the way with a lamp next to him. Qing Fang, who was dressed in a graceful and elegant walnut-dyed bamboo-pattern robe, covered his mouth and nose with a white silk handkerchief, and moved carefully to hide the filth in the aisle.After finally standing still in front of the cell of A Luan and others, he took off the veil, revealing his face covered with severe frost, and cast a harsh look into the fence. Xiao Mo sneered and took a step forward, looked the young Hongru up and down, and sarcastically loudly said: "I'm the worst person in my life to deal with this kind of turban life. I feel sour when I'm three feet away!" Xiao Su also They nodded frequently and followed suit, and then the two kicked away the little monster at their feet, and blatantly disappeared, but Qing Fang, who was close by, didn't even move his eyebrows. It's not that Lu Shanchang has a particularly good self-cultivation, but that he can't see it at all! A Luan was finally able to confirm that it wasn't that Xiaomo and Xiaosu had any abnormalities, but that Yuepo was different from ordinary people—not only did he write good legends, but he could also see the appearance of the messengers of impermanence, hear them speak, and Communicate with them! The young man couldn't help turning his head back, and cast a suspicious look at Yuepo, but saw that Tutuo had turned his back at some point and didn't even look at this side: "There must be a strong wind on the sea today, otherwise how could the gods descend?" Come here!" Hearing this, Qing Fang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "You are still playing tricks? Look at you, what have you done to yourself!" "This has nothing to do with you, Shan Zhang!" Yuepo replied neither humble nor overbearing. "Why are you talking to Uncle Lu..." The jailer just put on a domineering posture and began to scold, but Qing Fang sternly shouted back: "You don't have a place to talk here! What do you call me, you don't give me back!" Down!" This noise shocked the ghosts in the room, and it also woke up the other prisoners in the cell. They leaned over to see what happened, but saw the deflated jailer viciously posing in a warning posture, and hurriedly Knowingly, he bent down and secretly watched this live drama. It seemed that Qing Fang was in a hurry, otherwise he would not have lost his usual elegant and sullen attitude and scolded a pawn loudly.His white and stern face was blushing, and he held the fence with both hands: "It has nothing to do with me? We grew up together, Yuepo, you can ignore the love of classmates back then, but I can't just watch you degenerate like this - come with me Go back, confess your mistake to Gao Shibo, and leave this business from now on. You are Gao Shibo's own son, and he won't really care about denying you!" Hearing this, A Luan was confused—the wandering monk Toutuo in front of him was famous, but he was a low-ranking student. He didn't expect that he was not only a high-ranking scholar, but also a classmate and old friend with Qing Fang. But Yuepo didn't buy it, he turned back arrogantly, and simply leaned on the straw: "What's the use of talking plain words, Mr. Lu Shan, I didn't listen to it before, but now I will? The Gao family and I I have already broken the relationship, and I will not go back with you to pick up those sage articles and go to the examination room——Don’t you know my temperament best, Shan Zhang?” Qing Fang slapped the wooden fence vigorously, his voice was trembling: "You also know my temperament best. How can I admire anyone? Only Yuepo is different-you always think out of the sky when you write, and your writing is often full of atmosphere. It’s far beyond the reach of me in the Qing Dynasty. I’m not afraid you’ll hear: I don’t know how many people held five-color pens in the dynasty, but you must be one! Why should this talent be wasted on those obscene words and songs? Let Gao Shibo Chilling, and secondly, let my peers laugh at me..." Lu Qingfang has always been known as the number one talented scholar in Kagawa, and he is the second-best in the rankings. He actually expresses his admiration and admiration for Yuepo without hesitation here, and praises his overflowing talent, but the other party is not at all upset. Moved: "I have long been an outsider, what do others think of me, what does it have to do with me?" "People from other places? Who gave you the shave and who gave you the precepts? Don't you feel ashamed if you cut your hair short without authorization and made monks not monks? There are poems and songs to play with in leisure, no matter how bad you are, there is Masabe correct pronunciation, you just want to write these vulgar Hanabe Huidiao..." "Shut up!" Yue Po sternly shouted, and stood up abruptly, Qing Fang outside the fence subconsciously took a step back with his tall body and fierce aura, looking down at his former classmate with a condescending tutu, he said word by word, "What qualifications does a son who relies on the family's blessing have to say about me? You figure it out for me, Lu Qingfang——I didn't write legends for fun, just like you value your time and art, I respect mine more Fill in the lyrics!" It was completely unexpected that the other party would use the village barbarism to compare the imperial examination stereotypes. Qing Fang was stunned for a moment by this arrogant remark, and he said dumbfoundedly for a long time: "You are afraid that you are crazy to say such crazy words that are rebellious, lawless and lawless!" "Great rebellion and lawlessness? Whose law is whose heaven? Mr. Lu Shan, you have gained the benefits of those laws and regulations, so you naturally believe that they are right and inviolable, and then use those rules to teach your disciples, so that they also believe that they are inviolable." Yes, it is inviolable. But do you know where the benefits these rules give you come from? It is squeezed out from the sweat, tears, blood, and lives of those who have to abide by the rules! You are enjoying The sweat and tears, blood and lives of those people, and taught others to steal and plunder, and continue to enjoy those sweat and tears, blood and lives!" These words made Qing Fang's lips tremble, and his gentle and handsome face turned pale: "If I, Lu Tao, are the kind of person you mentioned, I will be called a thunderbolt!" Yuepo shook his head helplessly and said: "Then Master Lu Shan told me what kind of rules and regulations this is - with your mere few papers, can you afford a sleeve of the single silk shirt you wear?" Qing Fang suddenly showed a puzzled expression, but A Luan knew very well that these chores of clothes, shoes, hats, food and drinking expenses were all taken care of by special personnel in Lu's residence, and Qing Fang, a bookworm, had never touched his hands. "Anyway, you are insulting me with your words!" In the end, Qing Fang didn't understand it, once he surpassed the principles in the books, his speech and demeanor were no different from Meng Tong's bickering, "Okay! You are upright, you are upright, you are upright Just when we got married, there were troubles..." Speaking of this, Qing Fang himself shut his mouth first, because the cell was enveloped in a heavy atmosphere, and even A Luan, who was an outsider, could feel the smell of collapse hidden in this strange silence.Yue Po's face was expressionless, but the smoke and clear dew between his brows had already been stained with anger and darkness.He didn't say a word, and looked up at Qing Fang after a long time, but his eyes were full of strangeness and alienation: "In one day, two violations of my taboo... Only you, Qing Fang, can do this, and it's only because you are You, I have tolerated it again and again..." This time, Yuepo did not call Lu Shanzhang, but called him by his name like a classmate.But Qingfang wasn't happy at all, instead, he was eager to speak to explain something, but Yuepo waved his sleeves resolutely: "There will be no next time. I will never see you again, Lu Qingfang." The blood on Qing Fang's face completely faded, and those elegant and delicate eyebrows and eyes looked even more slender and lonely.His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it, and finally just nodded, raising his hand as if exhausting all his strength, signaling the jailer who had retreated to the side to come over. The jailer stepped forward and dragged the iron chain to open the wooden fence, while muttering to Yuepo in a low voice: "Uncle Lu is here to let you out, you don't know good or bad!" Even after hearing these words, Yuepo didn't show any thanks, and walked out of the prison door majestically, without looking back.Seeing that the jailer was about to close the gate and lock it, A Luan shouted hurriedly: "Master Lu, save me, I am Luo Luan, it is A Luan!" The distraught Qing Fang turned his head almost mechanically, looked A Luan up and down for a long time before recognizing him: "Eh? Why are you here?" Obviously he just didn't notice the existence of the young man at all. A Luan was about to cry: "I was arrested by mistake, Mr. Lu Shan, I was wronged!" This time, the prison room exploded, and everyone flocked to them, begging and begging for mercy without asking why, and even the gossips followed suit to learn their tongues, sticking all over the fence, that scene was really unbearable head.Of course the jailer couldn't see it. He pointed at A Luan while yelling at the prisoner, and asked Qing Fang hesitantly, "This kid also belongs to Lu Shan..." When the young man saw his gaffe, Qing Fang didn't feel ashamed, and said casually, "He? He's my brother's toy or something." "It turned out to be from Erye Lu..." The jailer put away his ferocious look, his eyes showed contempt and disdain, and he pouted at Aluan to signal don't delay and hurry up. Only then did the young man understand why Qing Fang's attitude was so calm - in his eyes, he was not a person in the same world at all, not even a human being, just like a kitten and puppy Wenwan utensils, just a plaything, even in person Don't even care about being ugly. ——This is the rule of law. Because of such rules, the distance between myself and Qingfang and Qingxiao may be farther than the distance between me and monsters.Standing on the street in the middle of the night, in the slightly autumnal wind at the end of July, A Luan was deeply aware of this again, but couldn't help admiring Yuepo, who was willing to give up her old identity as a scholar and dared to speak out. The truth came to Qingfang and the prodigal Tutuo who stood up to Qingfang and guarded Qingfang's rules. That's why he was able to write a legendary play that caused a sensation in Kagawa, and he was able to talk calmly with black and white impermanence.Could it be that the reason why Yuepo has a unique sense of bearing and behavior style is because he has a unique "vision"... A Luan only heard about the fire at the wild theater the next day. Last night, because of the performance of "The Fate of Two Worlds", the Hui troupe provoked officials to arrest people. Taking advantage of the turmoil, a deputy took advantage of the turmoil and hid in the backstage debris to escape, but unexpectedly encountered a scene that made him even more frightened. As soon as the guard left, the back of the stage was caught in a raging fire. The fire came out of nowhere.At that time in the middle of the night, the crowd had already dispersed, and the street was as clean as if it had been splashed with water, not even a stray cat.But Lie Yan (raging flames) rose out of thin air like this, and spread into disasters in an instant.Deputy Mo ran away desperately, but in the middle of the sea of ​​flames, he bumped into a woman in white. The frightened Deputy Mo, regardless of the critical situation, instinctively wanted to pull her to escape together, but unexpectedly, she was grabbed instead.The white-clothed woman's hands were surprisingly strong, standing motionless in the middle of the raging fire, she couldn't break free at all with the strength of a big man like him. Deputy Mo was frightened out of his wits, thinking that this time he must have encountered a monster!He was sure that he would die, but he only heard the strange woman in white repeating a syllable, as if it was someone's name.So the Deputy Mo desperately struggled and shouted, "The injustice has its leader, the debt has its owner, I am not the one you are looking for!" For some reason, he escaped from the clutches of the clutches fortunately.There were no serious problems elsewhere, except that the wrist grabbed by the woman in white was seriously injured, but the strange thing was that it was not a burn, it was actually bruised and stiff frostbite! Now this scene has already made three souls lose seven souls, and he is still lying on the bed trembling. syllable name. The name she called was..."Gao Yuepo"! ——Will this pair meet "Evil Things" at the end? After listening to this narration, A Luan began to suspect that the woman in white clothes in the flames was too similar to the ghost "Evil Things" who repeatedly appeared at the head of the wandering bridge and kept attacking her. It was because of her intrusion that Qing Xiao dismantled the evil warding spirits she carried with her - a pair of precious rhinoceros horns that reach the sky, and gave them to the boy for self-defense.Because of this, the monster has calmed down a little recently, and A Luan was secretly glad, but she didn't expect that she had changed her target! But why is Yuepo the new target of "Evil Things"?This is indeed a coincidence, but it is not an unreasonable coincidence... A Luan couldn't help but recall that when he left the prison in Xiangchuan, Xiao Su, who had already disappeared, suddenly poked out half of his body from the wall, grabbed him by the corner of his clothes and whispered, "A Luan, don't get too close to Yue Po. , be careful to set yourself on fire..." Is this the so-called "burning yourself"? If Yuepo is the light that lures moths, then he is definitely not a spectator watching the fire from the other side, but just like him, he is also a resident of the house of fire—this is Aluan's clearest understanding. So we must find Yuepo and ask him everything hidden in the firelight! After some inquiries, A Luan learned that an abandoned earth temple on Huaijing Street was Yuepo's shelter.The young man didn't know where his courage came from. If he didn't care about dressing up, he would be slapped and scolded by the shopkeeper. He didn't even have time to think about it, he just made an excuse to go out to deliver the goods and went straight to the destination. Huaijing Street is in the northeast of Xiangchuan City. It is a ramp of locust tree. In late spring, the flowers hang down with honey and snow, and in midsummer, it is full of shade and cool.Originally, there were many deep houses and large courtyards, but for some reason, they were gradually abandoned. At first, there were refugees and beggars occupying it, but after a long time, those homeless people also dispersed inexplicably.Now that area is like a wilderness, the earth temple at the intersection of the street has been abandoned for a long time, and the statues of the gods have collapsed, leaving only the ruined walls, broken rafters and broken tiles, and a piece of broken straw mats covering the door frame, which can be regarded as isolating the inside and outside The gate is open.A Luan looked at it from a distance, wondering if there was really someone living in it. The scene in front of him instantly dispelled his doubts—— In front of the Earth Temple, the branches and leaves of the ancient locust tree are fluttering, and the thin leaves are still hanging in layers of green tangles regardless of the growing autumn. In the green shadows, a piece of frost that has condensed too early suddenly shakes out—out of thin air The woman in white who appeared stood with her back against the window in the direction of A Luan, leaning forward to look into the broken latticework. There was an indescribably familiar feeling from her back. ——Isn't this... the "evil thing"? There was silence all around, it seemed that even the mourning cicadas were no longer singing routinely, and the mournful voice of the woman in white dripped into Aluan's ears, which was unbelievably clear: "Gao Yuepo...are you there? Still don't want to see me Is it? Yuepo..." Accompanied by the voice, a little spark suddenly lit up under the woman's hibiscus-colored slender fingers, instantly igniting the crooked wooden lattice, and an incandescent flame spread at a frightening speed in an instant! Suddenly there was a terrified cry from inside the broken house, it was Yuepo's voice.The broken straw mat on the door shook violently, making a clanging sound like wooden planks—the people in the room tried their best to get out. The woman in white raised her hand almost annoyed, and the frost-like flames instantly formed white thorny chains, which bounced up and wrapped around the door frame layer by layer. No matter how hard Yue Po shook and bumped, the door would not move at all! "Yuepo, why don't you want to see me, answer me..." The sad voice of the woman in white came faintly—could it be that Yuepo didn't want to see her, and she was going to put him to death! Being able to manipulate flames so skillfully, and being so self-centered and disregarding the lives of others, who else is this white-clothed woman if she is not an "Evil Thing"! A Luan only felt a bang in his ears, almost all the blood in his body poured into his head, all of a sudden, his fear disappeared, his heart slammed, he shouted "Get out", and rushed towards "Evil Things" with a dull head past. At this moment, a scorching hot pulse piercing through the flesh flowed across the boy's chest in an instant—it was the evil rhino horn gifted by Qingxiao that sensed the wearer's emotions, and erupted with a warm and clear golden light, enveloping the young man in an instant. Face the dangerous master head on. As if penetrated by an invisible electric current, the back of "Erwu" suddenly convulsed, she turned her head slowly, but at the same time as she turned around, the dancing snow flames suddenly surrounded this ashes-like figure.Before A Luan could see clearly, the opponent's face was gradually blurred in the dancing light and shadow, and the strange flame that was born out of nothing also faded away.As if being sucked by an invisible vortex, the woman in white was wrapped in demon fire and disappeared in a blink of an eye. This imminent disaster of Zhu Rong did not leave even a single spark in the end... It was only then that Yuepo rushed out from the ruined temple with a howl, but the outside of the door was as calm as a lie that had been exposed. His running movement froze immediately, and he looked at Aluan who was standing in front of the door in astonishment. . After a while, this Toutuo touched his messy hair and laughed loudly: "You are the little brother in the prison last time, right? It's a shame to see you in such a state of embarrassment - I think it's because I was sleepy, but I actually Dreaming about a real and dangerous fire!" A Luan said nothing, and raised his finger to the direction of the ruined temple: on the decayed window lattices and door frames, there were still fresh scorching marks, and what was even more strange was that a layer was slowly melting on top of the burning flames. Thin frost! "No way..." Yue Po seemed unable to comprehend what he was seeing, but the next muttering to himself was very meaningful, "No...it's really like that..." ——Yuepo must know something! There are tens of thousands of questions that want to be answered by the other party, but what Aluan blurts out is this sentence: "You know her—that'evil thing'!" Yue Po clearly showed a confused but wary look: "What did you say?" This expression has a lot of meaning, he really is not ignorant! Aluan took a deep breath to sort out his thoughts: "'Erwu' is the woman in white who set fire just now!" A ripple suddenly passed through Yue Po's eyes full of water, and he turned and left: "Where is the woman in white who doesn't know what you are talking about." A Luan hurriedly wanted to follow closely behind, but the opponent was tall and long-legged, how could he be able to catch up with him when he ran like a shooting star with big strides.The young man hurried forward, but the distance was still getting farther and farther. Seeing that the person was about to leave, he could only shout desperately: "You are being entangled by that woman in white, that woman who is not human at all!" At this moment, Yuepo's footsteps stopped.He stood still for a moment, turned around abruptly, went straight to the young man aggressively, and grabbed his collar with such incredible strength that he almost lifted Aluan off the ground: "You bastard...don't go too far! " Seeing the other party's Qingjun facial features distorted by strong emotions, Aluan strengthened her guess: "You must know! The 'evil thing' that haunts you...that woman in white who set fire, she should have been reborn on the other side long ago But I don’t know why it’s still lingering in the world.” "Shut up! What do you know that you are also mocking me with those people!" Yue Po's fingertips slowly poured with decisive strength, and he looked down at the young man with an expression that was almost ferocious. Being suffocated and short of breath, Aluan Zi blushed and coughed violently, Yue Po suddenly regained consciousness and hurriedly let go.The young man fell to the ground all of a sudden. He held his chest and gasped, trying to look up at the other party: "I didn't mock you! I know it too... I really know it!" "You know? You actually have the face to say it to me!" Yue Po narrowed his eyes convulsively, "It's all just gossip and hearsay, I didn't expect you to be such a gossip..." "I don't need hearsay at all!" Looking at the thin black pupils of the other party, the boy shouted almost gambling, "Why do I know, you should know better than anyone else!" Yue Po stared at A Luan with cold and distant eyes, but an unpredictable sneer gradually melted on his mouth: "Interesting...boy, what's your name?" "It's been a long time since I've tasted this flavor, it's really enjoyable! Although the price of this store is cheap, the wine is definitely not inferior to that made by Hou Li Yuan! Alan, don't you come to have some too?" Yue Po took a sip of snow wine, With a long and comfortable sigh, he remembered the boy standing beside him. "Master Yuepo, I'm not A'lan'—I'm Aluan, a boy from a spice shop." Aluan shook his head and politely rejected the wine pot handed over by the other party, while sighing secretly: Houli Garden is not a tavern, It was the garden of Wang's family, a great cloth merchant.The fine wines produced by the Wang family using the ancient method handed down by their families are not commercially available. Most of them are brought in at the age of tribute. If they are lucky enough to keep a little, they are also quietly shared with relatives, friends, and dignitaries. They have been drunk in the city of Kagawa. The dream wine people can be counted on one hand, no matter how popular Yue Po is, he will not be able to get his turn. So let's hang out in this small tavern, Xianglu Pavilion - at the moment, the two of them are leaning on the curved bar of the bench facing the water in the store, overlooking the light boats that shuttle back and forth on the Yugou River.The Xianglu Pavilion is not big, the furnishings are simple and simple, and the shopkeeper is also an elegant person. He only sells snow wine unique to Xiangchuan, and the fixed value of a pot is only three to five yuan. Visitors should not be rewarded, and they only pay for themselves When buying wine, if someone has a problem with wine but is really shy, he can use pen and ink to pay for it. Therefore, this small restaurant has become a place where some literati and poets with less money purse often come to linger and patronize.But even so, the two jugs of snow wine, which was regarded as an apology, still paid for A Luan's meals for several days, but Yue Po was honest and blunt, and didn't take a cup, and just sipped half of it from the spout. After the prajna soup, Ye Toutuo regained his energy all of a sudden. He adjusted his posture and looked A Luan up and down: "Spice shop guy? Then it's not surprising to have heard those silly gossips. What kind of female ghost in white is haunting you?" I, hum..." "I'm not sure if it's a female ghost..." The young man shook his head seriously, "Besides, something that is not human but has the appearance of a human is not necessarily a ghost! For example, whether it is dead or alive, as long as a person is pregnant If you have a strong enough thought, you can turn into an image. Some illusions are the usual appearance of this person, and some even grow horns and fangs to become strange appearances. This person may not know it himself, but people will say it is when they see it. Hell, in fact, it's just a living soul and a dead soul." "You kid, it's interesting..." Hearing this, Yue Po showed a slightly surprised expression, "Then what kind of existence do you think is a 'ghost'?" "It should be the kind of person who knows how to act even if he dies... Although he may not understand what the reason is, but he can act... It should be something like this..." The boy tried hard to find a suitable wording, but It is still impossible to express it accurately, but I can only give an example, "It's like the 'Nine Hundred and Nine People' formed by men and women who died in love. '." Yue Po made a slight inhalation sound, and could not help but sit upright: "Who told you this, or did you read it from a book?" The boy shook his head: "Master Yuepo, you should understand - you don't need to go through others to know all this..." In an instant, turbulent waves secretly rushed through Yuepo's pale eyes.The waves of this moment did not escape the eyes of the young man.He hurried on and continued: "However, the woman in white who entangles you, Master Yuepo, is different——'Erwu' is more terrifying than the often-called 'ghost', but she is also more pitiful. Maybe she is already here. In the gap between the world and the other shore, I have wandered for a long time..." "Whose child are you...?" Saying this, Yue Po involuntarily put down the jug slowly, and built a dike of alienation with vigilant and suspicious eyes. A Luan didn't dodge, and said truthfully: "I'm Luo Luan, I come from the mountains of Huizhou, and I work as a boy in Yangxiazhai, the spice shop of my uncle Tang Fang." "Luo Luan...Yangxiazhai..." Yue Po repeated the two names, let out a long breath, and showed a relieved expression, "No wonder, it turned out to be the child of the 'Luo family'..." "Is there something wrong with my house?" This time it was the boy's turn to be puzzled. Yuepo didn't answer this question, but just nodded to himself: "The children of Luo's family are somewhat abnormal. This is also the reason why your distant cousin is still alone..." What's the matter with the shopkeeper?A Luan was even more confused - if it is normal, who else can beat the shopkeeper normally?He is just an ordinary businessman with a small business and careful calculation. “因为罗家的血太烈了。”月坡的话令少年一瞬间有些恍惚。话题转换得太突兀了，就像此刻对方已不在狭窄的酒亭檐下，而是漂游进了不同的时空一般。 “太烈了……如同高浓度的醇酒一样，罗家的血太烈了，随时都有可能燃烧起来……”月坡用梦一样的语调重复着同样的话，似乎已陷入了一种灵魂上的酩酊。尘封的往事就这样像醉后谵语般，被他絮絮道来…… 原来罗家祖上在前朝也是世家望族，深宅大院连着砚池岸边嵯峨而起。当年的家主是个功名在身的博学之士，眼看幼子读书颖悟大有可望，小女正牙牙学语，夫人黎氏又有了身孕，遂一心在家奉养萱堂，管教子女。原想耕读传家，岁月静好，却没料到竟逢鼎革。如今的官兵在当年尽被看做胡虏，后来的德亲王，时任大将军的多禄多率领大军兵临城下，鏖战七个昼夜才拿下香川城池。 孤城岌岌可危之际，黎氏夫人已怀孕八九个月，又有襁褓幼女尚需提抱，根本无法长久急行。生死存亡的关头夫人却毫不慌乱，坚持要家主背起老母，带着长子火速逃离危城，至于家中女眷则不必担心，因为她已早做了安排。 这番话令进退无措的罗家家主下定决心火速出城，就在离开香川的那一刻，他返身回望，透过兵荒马乱的人流，乌烟瘴气的烽火，恍惚看见家园方向盛开出一朵硕大无朋、煊赫夺目的红莲…… 为偿七日苦战，破城之后多禄多下令七日不封刀，春风十里软红千丈的香川街衢流血漂杵，鬼哭昼闻。等到大乱平定罗家家主潜回故里，直面的却是最真实的人间地狱——断臂折股的尸体垒得比人还高，这一堆那一堆地散布在业已成为瓦砾场的街市上。这般景象不仅仅诉诸视觉，耳中虚空的啸叫，鼻端难名的异臭，都彻底的宣告着死亡与毁灭还在全方位地侵蚀着活人的五感。 也许是凭着本能吧，家主都不知道自己是如何摸索到家门口的，然而罗家大宅早已化为焦土，花园中邻水而建的清漪楼烧得剩下几根焦黑断柱，其余彻底崩塌入砚池之中。 这时家主才反应过来，自己在逃亡途中瞥见的那朵巨大红莲，不是幻觉，而恰恰是家园的屋宇楼阁被炽火焚烧时的连天炎光！ 后来他辗转得知，原来身怀六甲的黎氏早命人在清漪楼下积满柴薪，毅然抱着女儿，率领誓不受辱的女眷们登楼，宁可将自己的血肉之躯，献给暴虐但却清净的烈焰…… 同样的烈焰正烧灼着阿鸾的思想——不要说当事者与自己还多少有点亲缘，就算毫无关系，他也不能想象这样惨事竟会发生在“人”的身上。如果这是真的，如果这一切都真实地发生在尚未足百年的不远过去，那比起追慕忠烈大义，阿鸾更直接感受到的是痛切、无奈和不甘。要知道在铁蹄和屠刀之下，比这更惨绝人寰的悲剧都有可能发生！ 所以后世的罗家子弟才会有些不正常吧，可是知道这个真相之后，又谁还能安之若素，回归原来那愚顽懵懂的平凡人生！ 此时此刻，少年说不出任何有意义的言论，只是控制不住地战栗着，喃喃自语：“好可怕……太可怕了……” “为什么要害怕？”月坡轻轻按住对方颤抖的肩膀，“你应当感到骄傲，因为你身体里也流着同样的烈血啊！” “同样的烈血？像我这样的人么……”阿鸾茫然地抬起头来。 “别把'像我这样的人'这种话挂在嘴边，白白带累祖先替你丢脸！”月坡用力摇了摇阿鸾的肩头，“比起那些浪荡蠢笨的纨绔儿，道貌岸然的伪君子，阿鸾你虽然怪了些，但一点也不差！” 因为是月坡，所以才有资格这样说吧？ 有斐然的才华，有众人的推崇，他才说得出这样自信无畏的话。可是自己呢？反观自己，阿鸾只会一再地感到贫乏，一再的确信自己根本一无所有…… 这一刻，少年无力地笑了起来：“怎么就不差，我连能和他们比的东西都没有……” “只要你想你就有！”月坡近乎粗暴的打断少年的话头，“因为每个人都有一朵'波昙华'！” “'波昙华'？”阿鸾迷惑地重复着这个陌生的词汇。 月坡的声音响在耳边，但他的目光与灵魂却再度离开了这里：“那是佛经上最美的火红莲——每个人都有属于自己的'波昙华'，每一朵都是这世上唯一的花……” 这样的说法完全超越了少年的理解，即使面对的世界要比常人更加广阔深邃，阿鸾也从不曾在谁的身上，“看到”过有半朵所谓的莲花。他不由得皱起眉头：“那'波昙华'都长在哪里啊？” “你看不到吗？”月坡眯起眼睛投来意味深长的一瞥。 阿鸾陡然一个激灵——难道月坡他……可以“看到”？ 看到少年张口结舌瞪着自己的样子，月坡忍俊不禁地笑出声来：“不要问'在哪里'，要问'是什么'。” “那月坡大师呢？月坡大师的'波昙华'是什么？”阿鸾连忙发问。 “我的'波昙华'……”这句话让月坡水样的目光中掠过一丝微妙的波影，仿佛被往事拉进沉思之中，他又陷入了那种游离状态，片刻后才淡淡地笑起来，“告诉你也无妨——我的'波昙华'，就是映照在我眼中的世界……我想写出来，让所有人看到这只属于我的世界。” ——只映照在他一个人眼中的，别人无法窥见的，独一无二的世界…… ——月坡果然“看”得到！ 阿鸾的瞳孔中，霎时亮起一抹薄青的游光，他一把抓住月坡的衣袖：“我果然没猜错——是不是因为这个'厄物'才会缠着你袭击你，因为你是……” “你还说！”月坡俯视着阿鸾，厉声喝道。少年一下子呆住了，他有些惊惶的仰头而视，却见对方满脸俱是排斥的神色，可那苍凉闲远的眼光中，却蕴含着难以言喻的慈悲。 阿鸾目不转睛地凝视着这双近乎透明的水样眼眸，想直视月坡最真实的灵魂，可是自己那双令魑魅魍魉都无所遁形的青眼睛，却怎样也无法看透人类心灵深处的秘密。 “不要再说了，你应该很清楚——这不是可以随便说出来的事情……”月坡慢慢闭上眼睛，切断了连少年自己都未曾察觉的，咄咄逼人的审视。 是的，这不是对谁都可以说的事情。碧青的瞳孔也好，“青眼枭”的恶名也好，映在这瞳孔上的彼岸世界也好，都不是可以随便说出来的事情，这一切阿鸾再清楚不过。可即便如此，他还是不愿将眼神的焦点，从月坡的双眸上移开。 因为对方的目光，也许和自己的一样，是可以穿透彼岸之黑夜的琉璃灯光。 月坡可能是自己的“同类”，不，几乎可以肯定就是“同类”，不然为何他每句话，都能说得如此设身处地的妥帖？ 深深的呼吸着，少年终于抖落了心中所有的退缩和畏惧，他一字一字地说道：“请看着我。请看着……我的眼睛……” “阿鸾你在这里，找得我好苦！”一声断喝突然间闯入阿鸾的耳鼓，胸口顿时一阵灼热，那是犀角的柔光瞬间被心绪之火点燃。 声音自槛外水面上传来，香露亭中的两个人反射性地转眼看去，却见清晓乘一叶轻舟正沿着玉沟河顺流而下，他急命艄公在亭下停棹。川流不息的河面顿时阻滞，随后的好几艘游船被他骤然拦住，喝骂声响成一片，清晓充耳不闻满不在乎，可在看清阿鸾身边的人时，他却一下子变了脸色：“阿鸾，你怎么和这个人混在一起！” 月坡瞧了瞧船上的清晓，又重新打量眼前的阿鸾，嘴角掠过一丝冷漠的微笑：“真想不到，原来是卢二爷的朋友啊。” 这样说着，他扔掉酒壶，竟丢下阿鸾头也不回地迤逦远去。 月坡最瞧不上的，就是仗着家中权势胡作非为的纨绔子弟，他一定误会自己是攀附富贵的小人了！ 自己的问题一次次被月坡偷换蒙混，全都还没得到答案，如果再给他留下这样不堪的印象，那更是不知道哪年哪月才能得到解答了。 顾不上斥责清晓，阿鸾拔腿就去追翻脸走人的月坡，可紧赶慢赶还是追丢了。等他缓过神来，却发现已是傍晚时分，而自己竟停在了一个窄巷口，举目望去，对峙的青墙之间，悠长的小径彼方，竟显出踯躅桥一段安静的轮廓。 怎么神差鬼使地走到这里来了。少年无可奈何地叹着气正要转身回去，就在这时，披着灰白长衣的高大身影突然自窄巷那头的桥影前一闪而过，瞬间遮挡了斜斜照过来的夕光。 看起来很像月坡！阿鸾来不及细想，竟反射性地一抬脚，疾步走向那平日唯恐避之不及之处。 但是饥饿感却偏偏这时候来凑热闹，它就像一条柔韧但却沉重的绳子，执拗地纠缠住少年的身体…… 因为赔罪请月坡喝酒，阿鸾把几天的饭钱都拿了出来，到现在还水米未进，又猛跑半晌，头昏眼花脚底都打了飘。又累又虚的他突然想起出门时，街口大婶曾切了一角酥头令给自己，当时只吃了半个，于是连忙伸手进饵袋里翻找，刚摸到就忙不迭地往嘴里送，可是没拿稳手一抖，饼儿直滚到了地上。他连追几步蹲下身去捡，就在低头的那一刻，眼角突然摇曳起一抹扑朔迷离的苍白…… ——是什么时候来到这么近的地方的？完全无声无息…… ——就在阿鸾斜背后，停着一双半掩在云浪般裙裾下的雪缎绣鞋！ 少年反射性地直跳起来，转身就逃，一只冰冷的手却间不容发地一把扼住他咽喉。银流般的邪火随即在头颅周围升腾而起，霎时遮蔽他整个视野。然而奇怪的是这团白焰非但没有想象中的高热，却反而和紧扣脖颈的手指一样奇寒彻骨，透过火苗跃动的离合光影，阿鸾依稀看见墨云沉烟般的黑发，掩映着一张黯淡到模糊程度的脸庞…… ——是厄物！ 超乎想象的恐惧和奇寒霎时攫住了阿鸾，他控制不住地大声惨叫，温暖的琥珀光晕应声从胸口暴涨而起，通天犀角之光已如金蜜色的明珠骤然崩裂，排卷着冰冻之火，猛地将厄物远远弹开。 少年想也不想，不顾一切地发足奔逃，然而刚举步就看见隐约的淡影在前方摇漾，一眨眼便凝成白衣的窈窕身姿——厄物早已挡在去路上，她淡然扬手，一带冰火墙瞬间铺陈开来。 阿鸾慌忙回头，却发现退路也已被白焰之墙封闭，他焦急地四下环顾，只见连窄巷两边坚实的高墙不知何时都摇曳成了熊熊炎舞，冰冷的火舌像巨树交错的枝叶般伸展探出，纠结在一起，渐渐的，连头顶的天空也被它掩没…… 因为辟邪犀角的关系，厄物一时无法靠近，但却造出了寒焰的牢笼！在火之重围中，少年像困兽一样左奔右突，却四处碰壁走投无路。 而火圈内的厄物好整以暇，只见她款款轻移脚步，连裙角也不曾荡动便已一点点地逼近…… 无处可逃的阿鸾只能按住胸口的犀角，遥望着对方本能地后退…… 突然间，惶惑的脚步踏进了清冽的光芒里…… 耳中灌满了风声，和煦劲捷的气流擦着面颊自身后吹来，一下子吹开了周遭的冻火。 阿鸾发现自己正置身于温润的犀光中。那辉耀如同潮涌一般翻卷向厄物，她身上一尘不染的白衣瞬间呈现出纵横斑驳的恐怖焦痕！ 厄物猛地抬手遮住面孔，发出不似人间所有的凄厉长啸，就像一页白纸在火中焚尽般，吹出一片金屑似的纷飞火星，转眼消失无踪。 是清晓来了，自己得救了！阿鸾知道，只有自己胸前悬挂的犀角和清晓佩刀上的那枚凑齐的时候，这对辟邪灵物才会焕发出惊人的威力。 可总觉得有些不对劲啊？ 怎么会这么简单？ ——为什么这一次厄物格外的不堪一击？ 然而阿鸾还没来得及细想究竟是哪里不对，便被清晓劈头盖脸一顿乱骂：“你跑什么跑？我又不是鬼！知不知道自己的处境有多危险，成天惹上这些东西，是你一个人应付得来，还是那个来历不明的家伙帮得了你？” 至于吗！也不知道他哪来的冲天怒气，弄得阿鸾原本一点感激之情顿时都飞到九霄云外去了——想来前日月坡和清方反目，敬重兄长的清晓肯定有所耳闻，不然今天也不会当面质问阿鸾为什么和他“这种人”交往，虽然他明摆着是拂月坡的面子，但却也完全没考虑到这样做会让阿鸾下不来台。 “谁是来历不明的家伙？有话说清楚，不要夹枪带棒的。”阿鸾咬紧牙根迸出一句。 清晓仰头看向天空，似乎也在努力压抑心中的怒火，片刻后好不容易对阿鸾温言说道：“也许你不知道，那我现在来告诉你——高月坡不是好人，跟他混在一起不会有什么好事！” 小素也曾提醒过阿鸾不要和月坡走得太近，以免引火烧身，事实也诚如他所言，这头陀身边的确危机四伏，可见清晓也并非信口胡说。但阿鸾心里就是憋着一口气：“月坡大师不是什么好人，我也只不过是个'青眼枭'，我们帮七帮八。卢二爷你一个贵公子，还请自爱点远离我们吧！” 清晓听得脸色都变了：“月坡下迷魂药了吗，居然让你说出这样的话来？他给了什么好处把你懵成这样？” 难怪清方在大牢里说得那么难听，原来在他们兄弟眼中，自己竟是图好处才和别人结交的！阿鸾只觉得怒火上涌，连舌头都不听使唤了：“好处？怪不得卢山长说我是二爷你的玩意儿，不知道的还真以为二爷给了我什么好处！” “什么二爷，你还当真叫起来了！而且这又与清方哥哥何干？”清晓弄不清阿鸾到底在赌什么气，无可奈何地叹了口气，“清方哥哥是清方哥哥，我是我！别人将阿鸾看作什么不要紧，我将阿鸾看作什么才是真的啊。” “凭什么二爷看我才是真的？因为二爷给的好处格外多吗？我穷，不识字，就低你一等对吗？”阿鸾憋闷得胸口阵阵钝痛，身份的差异像无法逾越的天堑横隔在两人之间，越说越觉得遥远。他抬头看向清晓——这位少年公子今天又是一身新奇鲜亮的打扮，身上的灰金倭缎排穗褂子、手上的泥金彩绘蝙蝠扇、脚上的贴锦妆缎如意鞋、腰上的切金珐琅西洋怀表，无一不是阿鸾连听都没听过、想都不敢想的稀罕物，而这些在别人身上看来也许会恶俗不堪的金灿灿的东西，反倒将清晓衬得神采焕然，恍如异国王孙贵胄。 看到这里少年下意识地缓缓摇头，即使月坡说过人人都有一朵“波昙华”，谁也不比谁逊色，但清晓所拥有的，自己真的一件都没有…… 语言控制不住地溢出阿鸾喉间：“我知道二爷喜欢的就是新鲜玩意，青眼睛很新鲜对吗？比八音盒子，西洋怀表都新鲜是不是……” “阿鸾！”不等话说完清晓就大声抗议。 “不要打断我！”阿鸾毫不示弱的吼了回去，“我和别人不一样，所以从小一直都是一个人。我那么努力，那么努力想要找到同伴，可是总是不行。能得到卢二爷的关照是我的造化，我也非常感激……可我要的，真的不是这个……现在我好不容易找到了……” “你找到了谁？”原本只是愤怒的清晓，听到了这一句时表情几乎都扭曲了，“难道是说月坡？笑话，他能给你什么？我能给的他一件也给不了！” 话音还未落，阿鸾便一把扯出了犀角的绳链，猛力拽断，笔直地送到清晓脸前：“还给你！” 这激烈的言行让清晓一时愣住，随即他也意识到了自己失言，整个人顿时愣在当场。 “还给你，卢二爷！”阿鸾的嘴唇都在颤抖，“你问月坡能给我什么，他给不了。和我一样，他什么都没有，但却能让我知道我不是八音盒子，不是西洋怀表，我不是贵公子的玩物！” 草草搭建起来的简陋戏台上，徽调班新出了月坡刚脱手的《火鹊桥》，连演了十来天场场爆满，那盛况几令《西厢》、《还魂》失色。 《火鹊桥》说的是明季三朝，官宦之女苏小姐与顾姓书生私订终身却遭逢战乱，经历患难兵燹好不容易重逢，不想清军将领为霸占苏小姐，竟残害顾书生惨死。苏小姐自经殉情，仇恨与怨念燃成烈焰烧死清将，炎光照耀着苏小姐与顾书生乘着同心船，渡过火焰结成的鹊桥关往生极乐。 阿鸾受到月坡的邀约，与他并肩杂坐在贩夫走卒之中看戏。眼望着台上的悲欢离合，心中再一次确定了——月坡一定“看得见”，因为苏小姐化为怨灵后的模样，就和踯躅桥头、土地庙外神出鬼没的“厄物”一模一样，而火光中乘着同心船越过鹊桥关的男女主角，活脱脱就是自己见过的九百九众情鬼！ 那细致入微的形象，若非亲眼所见，根本无法还原得如此逼真！ 阿鸾偷眼觑着身边的月坡，对方一副神驰物忘的样子击节吟唱，陶醉于自己的作品中，每到精彩处还拊掌大喊“妙啊！”全然是一副疯癫模样，但又让人觉得凛然可敬。虽然近在咫尺，阿鸾却只觉得伸出手去，也许根本碰不到他，因为仿佛正有看不见的圆光笼罩着，让周遭的时空全部化为了虚空。 这就是月坡的“波昙华”吧——他将只映在自己眼中的世界，披上一袭斑斓的戏袍，在真真幻幻之间让众人都能管窥奥秘的一角。 只属于他一个人的，映照真相的红莲火光…… 隔了好久才从醺醺然的状态中回过神来，月坡仿佛是大醉初醒一样，收起了酒酣的神态，正色凝视着少年：“怎么样，比你'看见'的世界如何……” 少年不知该如何回答，只能目不转睛地凝视着对方半透明的薄墨色眼瞳。 “上次就这么觉得了，还以为是我的错觉……”月坡低吟着，轻轻抬手伸向阿鸾的眼角，“你的眼睛……是青色的呢。” 第一次，阿鸾忘记了遮掩自己的眼睛。台上的徽声婉转百折，台下的看客意醉神迷，没有人注意到少年目光中的慌乱和惊喜。 只有月坡看见了，他的语声仿佛从极远处传来：“这就是佛经上说的，大慈大悲洞悉一切的'青莲华目'吗？” 阿鸾用力摇头——洞悉一切之后却又能大慈大悲，这样的眼睛，应该是月坡莲瓣似的双眸才对。 “果然罗家的小孩都很特别。就是因为这样一双特别的眼睛，所以你才能'看见'的吧？” 为什么要说特别呢？少年迷惑地皱起眉头：“月坡大师你……不也是这样的吗？” 月坡萧散地摇了摇头：“我和你不一样，我的眼睛是被前朝砚池边的红莲之火照亮的。” “前朝砚池边的红莲之火？”阿鸾一瞬间回忆起对方曾绘声绘色叙述过的焚楼往事，“难道是大师你说起过的，我们罗家祖上的那场清漪楼大火？” 不置可否的笑了笑，月坡并不直接回答，只是低声叹道：“那火焰……好一朵火红莲啊……” 月坡居然亲眼“看见”过那场大火，自己作为罗家旁支子弟，来来去去自砚池边走了那么多遭，却连影儿都没瞥到过。少年不由得露出了惋惜又羡慕的神色：“可惜我偏偏没见过那场大火……” “你没看到过？”月坡的声音因为惊讶而突然提高了，随即他垂下头去低声喃喃自语，“难怪人人都说那段往事只是个传说