Chapter 12 tricolor bottle

"The blue sky, the yellow leaves, the autumn colors are rolling, and the waves are cold and green. The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky catches the water. The grass is ruthless, and it is outside the setting sun." Su Muzhe hugged Xue Bingchan's body, sitting by the lake surrounded by cold mist and emerald green, groaning in a deep voice. Xue Bingchan always liked this slightly bleak autumn scenery by the lake before she was "born". Whenever the lotus blossoms, she would prop up a small boat by herself, shuttle between the lotus leaves, pick fresh lotus roots, and peel them. Bring out the lotus seeds and make lotus seed tea for Su Muzhe.

Hearts of lotus seeds, bitter and mid-cold, with a misty fragrance, it is the best morning tea for martial arts practitioners to refresh their minds. Su Muzhe hasn't had lotus seed tea for a long time. After Bingchan fell asleep, the tea had no taste of tea, and the wine had no taste of alcohol. Life suddenly became dull. He finally had a rare miss. The longing started from the daily enjoyment of tea and wine, and it became deeper and stronger.Gradually go deep into the bone marrow. More and more frequently, he came to sit by the lake with Xue Bingchan in his arms. She was lying in his arms, gentle and obedient, just like her "before she was alive".However, when she was alive, did she ever receive his tenderness for a moment?

Relying on Xue Bingchan, the "martial matchmaker", his skills are increasing day by day, but he doesn't realize it, and his dependence on her has long been unforgettable. He lost her in the fire that day.When he lost, he didn't know how serious the "loss" was.However, as time passed day by day, his side was empty, and his heart was also empty. After wandering around the world for so many years, when he returned to this Jingcui Lake and faced the same scenery, he suddenly understood why he had been so depressed all these years.He finally remembered Xue Bingchan, once he remembered, it was hard to calm down, the pain of longing was piercing, no emotion could replace it.

He began to feel lonely. Loneliness is always with him like a shadow. A proud and conceited person is never easy to be liked by others; It is even more difficult for a sharp-edged person to make friends. And a person who is proud, conceited and sharp-edged not only has no friends, but is simply a public enemy of the martial arts. But in the past, he was used to it, used to being with loneliness, and also used to being an enemy of everyone. But since Xue Bingchan, she accompanied, followed her, and obeyed her, making him used to her company just like he was used to loneliness. Now, he has lost her.

Not getting is lonely, but getting and losing is the real despair. He finally knew that Xue Bingchan was dead, the woman who loved him the most in this life, the woman who was willing to sacrifice everything, even her life and soul for him, was dead, and he would never find her again after traveling all over the world. So what if you find her?He doesn't know.He just wanted to hug her quietly and sit together by this quiet green lake, even if she was just a body without thoughts and feelings, as long as she was by his side, he would be satisfied. However, at this moment, his arms were empty, and his heart was also empty.What's the point of winning?If Bingchan can't share with him.

From the past to the future, he has never lost, never, never lost to anyone, except himself. He lost to the only heartbeat in his life, to his inexhaustible confession and longing.Since then, he never smiled again.A corner of his heart was already empty, fragmented, permanently incomplete... Su Mu stumbled down the city wall, passed through the crowd, through the streets and alleys, through the ancient times and today, through the only moving thing in his life.Did you really break up?Just leave like this and never see each other again? How many long and lonely roads he walked before he found her again, how many torments of rain, snow and wind and frost he finally got close to her, how much pain he endured before he fell in love with her again, now, can't count?

His tears flowed down and fell in the wind. A man does not flick his tears lightly, besides, he was a swordsman in his previous life, an invincible swordsman.He wouldn't cry even if he broke his wrist in blood, but now, he really hurts and lost. The only thing that can defeat a swordsman who is not afraid of death is love. Let a man with a heart of stone be moved, make his heart soft, and then pierce the sword into his heart, and he will hit it with one blow. It was a bloody battle. It was also the last battle of Su Muzhe's life. By Jingcui Lake, Su Muzhe's enemies arrived as scheduled, and they fought a desperate duel as promised in the fire disaster.

Su Muzhe stood with his sword in his hand, his back turned to his enemy, without looking at him, he just asked, "Did you set the fire?" "it's me." "Then, draw the sword!" "Aren't you asking me why I set the fire?" "What does it have to do with me?" Su Muzhe said contemptuously, "Why setting fire is your business, but punishing your profligacy is my business. Come on, draw your sword!" "Su Muzha, you are so arrogant!" the arsonist yelled, "Seven years ago, your arrogance and arrogance killed my father. Back then on Mount Tai, you fought drums with him, and you won if you won. Humiliate him in public and kill him? I want to avenge my father!"

"Taishan Gambling?" Su Muzhe remembered that the arsonist was the only son of Drum King Ni Er. That year, the maple leaves were first red, and all the gamblers from all over the world gathered on Mount Tai to make unprecedented bets.At this time, Su Muzhe had practiced flawless kung fu, and he went to the meeting with confidence.The heroes gather at the Taishan Observatory, fight wine and play chess, pass flowers by beating drums, throw pots, shoot shoots, play dice, all kinds of bets are optional, it is not only gambling, but also a competition. And Su Muzhe, who has won all the masters in the world, wins every game.

The bet with Ni Er is a competition of drum skills.The two sides made an appointment, and the winner or loser will be determined by the drum sound, the rhythm of the drum, and the melodious rhythm of the drum. The King of Drums was full of energy, then declined again, and exhausted three times. It was only a cup of tea time, and the wind had already fallen. The sound of the drum gradually fell, and the beat of the drum was scattered. The maple leaves fluttered one after another and fell to the ground like blood. Originally, Su Muzha could have stopped at this time and won this beautiful battle easily.However, he did not forgive others, and took advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, becoming more and more courageous, until there was the sound of cracking mountains and rocks, so that the guests watching the battle had to cover their ears to avoid the kind of military spirit brought by the excessive drumming.

Ni Er was exhausted, but he still didn't give up. He tried his best to beat the drumsticks that had already been defeated.Su Muchai beat the dog into the poor alley, determined to force the opponent to give up the drum, so the drum was thunderous, like a thousand troops coming, and finally smashed the opponent's drum with his internal strength. Everything is silent, and the maple leaves all over the mountain are all withered at that moment, just like the famous drum king Ni Er's first life was discredited. Ni Er was so ashamed that he faced a broken drum, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sighed in vain, "That's all, that's all!" He drew his sword, slashed across it, and killed himself in public. "Su Muzhe, winning or losing is just a game, but you insisted on forcing my father to commit suicide!" the arsonist complained angrily. Is there no humanity?" "You're a defeated general, why talk too much?" Su Muzhe disdainfully said, "Then Ni Er has already lost, but he is lingering on his last breath. He refuses to give up the drum and surrender. It's really self-defeating! Besides, I, Su Muzhe, have gambled countless times in my life and won countless times. , all the descendants of the defeated generals have come to seek revenge from me? Stop talking nonsense and use your sword!" A fierce battle. From the Wending Building to the edge of Jingcui Lake, from the dark sky to the rising sun, and from the sunny weather to the heavy rain, suddenly there was a thunderstorm and a flash of lightning, illuminating Jingcui Lake and Sumuzhe. At that moment, he thought of Xue Bingchan, and what Bingchan said in the rose garden, "Flowers bloom on the branches, but fall into the mud. What is the meaning of wealth and glory?" What is the meaning of wealth and glory? He listened to the thunder, as if he heard Bing Chan talking to him.The lightning shone on his face, turning into an eternal freeze frame... The snow is so vast that the sky and the earth are almost connected. Su Mu suddenly stopped: He thought of it!In his previous life, he thought of Xue Bingchan!In his sinful life, at the last moment of his life, he finally thought of Xue Bingchan, and thought of love!In the previous life, Su Muzhe didn't die because of unfeeling, on the contrary, he was depressed because he knew the truth, because he finally understood what true love is, and he embraced his life alone, and passed away sadly. That tear stayed in Su Muzhe's heart, and also flowed in Su Mu's blood. What connects past and present lives is not hatred, but love! However, love died again in this life! Su Mu stopped, looked up to the sky and shouted: why?Why can love only cause pain to his beloved?Why, as a man, can't he make his beloved laugh?Even the most incompetent farmer can win his wife's favor with an apple and a wild flower, but he, he can only make her cry.Why? Since the sky forbids them to love each other, why does it allow them to meet?Why force him to complete his calamity only by getting her forgiveness?Who can answer him? ! Su Mu looked around, isn't this the City Wall Park?Where is Chengnan Bar?Where is Zhuyeqing? He suddenly howled: "Zhuyeqing—Zhuyeqing—come out—come out!" "I'm here." Su Mu turned around, and Ye fell down behind him. Zhuyeqing appeared at some point.She looked at Su Mu with rare sympathy and pity in her eyes. She and him have been entangled for several lifetimes. If a man and a snake can fall in love, wouldn't she have given a lot to him? "Young Master Su," she looked at him, also unable to tell whether he was Su Muzhe from the previous life or Su Mu from this life, and which life Zhuyeqing she was, "What can I do for you?" "Bring the wine! Where's your wine? Where's your Zhuyeqing? Where's your memory? Bring it, take it!" Su Mu yelled, looking crazy, and he was already drunk before drinking, "Zhuyeqing, your Where is Chengnan Bar? Get your wine out, I want to drink, drink with me!" liquor. Colorful wine.Like emerald, like blood, like amber, like blue and green cat's eyes. Su Mu reckless, "poured" the wine down his throat cup by cup in the posture of a whale sucking a cow's drink. He was not drinking, but gulping down. He wants to get drunk and forget everything. However, even in the craziest and most chaotic moment, he still vividly remembers that name, the name engraved on his heart by a drop of tear—Xue Bingchan. "Zhuyeqing, take out your crystal ball," Su Mu murmured, "Your crystal ball can tell you about your past life, but can it tell you about your future? What will happen to Xue Bingchan's future? Will she be happy?" "The crystal ball can only discover the truth, it cannot predict the future." Zhuyeqing said helplessly. "So, what about your mission? Does your mission stipulate that if I don't get Xue Bingchan's love, what will happen?" "You will never recover, and you will be unlucky forever." "Where is Xue Bingchan, what will happen to her?" "I will protect her." "You protect her?" "My mission is to find the little princess and keep her safe." Zhuyeqing, a person who travels through time and space relying on blood from generation to generation, they have survived on this earth for hundreds of generations, they will always have only one name, only one face, will always be engaged in one industry, and will always play the same role . No one can tell whether they are just or evil, no one can judge them. However, they always regard themselves as God's messengers, playing the role of prophets among the half-human, half-snake, half-god, and half-beast. They are too aware of where the gaps in human nature are, and clearly understand human desires and fears, so they know how to control and use their flaws, and hit the fatal wound of human beings. They are the ones who smelted medicine to create Achilles, and they are also the ones who reserved Achilles' heel. However, who knows where the snake man's Achilles' heel is? Every year in May, it is the day when the snake transforms, the life and death of yin and yang. In the life of snake man Zhuyeqing, there are three most important May months. In the first five months, she completed the transformation from a snake to a human in Zhao Jieyu's blood. The rebirth of a snake and the fall of a princess are going on at the same time. This is the pride of the snake man, and it is also the debt of the snake man— —Any unaffordable honor is a debt. From then on, the snake man and the little princess actually became a couple born in the same year, the same month, and the same day in a sense.They have a common mother, they love brothers and sisters, and they are just like masters and servants. However, one year later, in May, the snake man went into the cave to practice, and lost the little princess and the core of her oath, and from then on, bearing the cross of sin, began a lifelong search.That is a fulfillment of a promise, and it is also an atonement. She didn't know that her little princess had already fallen into the ranks of the people and became a servant girl.What's more, she didn't know that the law of heaven reincarnated, and the fate of all the sufferings that the little princess endured would be retaliated against her tenfold. Is this the fate of the princess, or the sin of the snake man?She was so close to the princess but did not recognize each other, and missed again and again.And, in another May, she lost her little princess forever in a fire. The fire burned for a whole night, reducing Dasu Mansion to ashes, and also destroying Zhuyeqing's century-old practice.She entangled, twisted, and screamed in pain. A new generation of snake people was born in the blood and fire, and a new round of searching began.Her daughter, the descendant of the snake-man Zhuyeqing, is destined to atone for her sins since she was born, to search, to find the little princess, and to find her own roots. Finding her, keeping her safe, and fulfilling herself—this is the eternal mission of the Zhuyeqing family.Only in this way can Zhuyeqing evolve into a human. The key to adulthood is in the hands of Xue Bingchan. She is their creditor, another life besides her. "It turns out that you are the one who really owes Xue Bingchan," Su Mu understood. "I'm just a pawn of yours, right? You just want to use me to find the princess. In fact, whether I am lucky or not has nothing to do with you." ,right?" "That's right," Zhuyeqing cut her hands behind her back, and said plainly, "Our Zhuyeqing family has searched for the whereabouts of the princess for several lifetimes. The princess was lost by your side, so it can only be found on your body. Find her. This is the reason why my ancestors approached Sumuzha, and it is also the reason why I approach you. Only by finding you, and through you, finding her, and awakening all her memories, my mission is half done." "What about the other half, to protect her?" "You're much wiser now." "So the so-called forgiveness and transshipment are all your bait for me to go all out to find Xue Bingchan?" "That's not true," Zhuyeqing argued, "those are the truth. I didn't lie to you, I just concealed part of the truth. I told you that you can only change your luck if you get Xue Bingchan's forgiveness. I tried my best on Bingchan, but I’m not lying. This is indeed the reason for your suffering and the only way for you to redeem your sins. But as long as you find Xue Bingchan, fall in love with her again, and awaken her memory, your role That's it. As for whether she can forgive you in the end, or even choose to be with you, it has nothing to do with me. " "In the future, you won't pay attention to me anymore, will you?" Su Mu felt a little disappointed. Zhuyeqing also gave a rare sigh, and said emotionally: "Not necessarily, even if we put aside the relationship between our ancestors, you and I are still friends in this life. You know, we snake people don't have many friends." "Thank you for the compliment." Su Mu smiled wryly. He looked at Zhuyeqing, not knowing whether to hate her or thank her. He was originally a man of resignation. If a person is willing to accept his fate, no matter how bad things happen, he will not feel hurt, because "you can be strong without desire". Since he has adopted the attitude of giving up, he will be content with the situation, and no matter how unlucky he is, he will be indifferent after getting used to it. It was the story of Wangqingsan that brought him hope and brought him endless pain—is there anything more unbearable than forcing a person to admit that he is a heinous villain? Not only did he have to force himself to admit his sins, but he also felt doubly guilty for falling in love with the purest and noblest princess in the world. Where is it? "Su Mu, I'm sorry." Zhuyeqing actually said that. Su Mu smiled wryly: "Anyway, after all, you let me know Xue Bingchan. Even if I only love her for a minute, my life is worth it." He suddenly thought of something, "Can you help me again?" Do I do a favor?" "What's up?" "Get out the crystal ball." "Want another crystal ball?" "I want to know the origin of a pair of three-color bottles," Su Mu lowered his head, "I want to do something for Bingchan again."