Chapter 10 Chapter 9 Big Birthday

The sky is clear and the snow is clear, the breeze is on the first day, and there is a rare peace. Yun Jisang and Xie Qingfang walked side by side along the bluestone path. Yun Jisang held the disciple ceremony and was slightly behind, so he could focus on Xie Qingfang.Today she was wearing a bright red Qingluan birthday hibiscus embroidered jacket, with a lotus red floral skirt underneath, a phoenix bun on her hair, and a plum forehead, which made her look even more beautiful under the sun. "Teacher, is it really crazy?" Although Yun Jisang already knew it, he still couldn't help asking.

Xie Qingfang nodded silently. "How did you hide this matter?" Yun Jisang asked again. "Because of this matter, I dismissed many old people in the Wei Mansion. In the past three years, the only ones who could get in touch with the master were me and Mrs. Xu. Then I closed the door to thank the guests on the grounds that the master was seriously ill and could not see them. , just like that, until today..." Xie Qingfang looked at the blue sky in bewilderment. "Does the teacher know?" Yun Jisang sighed in his heart and asked in a low voice. Xie Qingfang shook her head: "He doesn't remember what happened when he got sick at all. When he is healthy, I always try to get him to sit down and write something. No matter what it is, whether it is a letter or a poem, in short, let his articles spread. Outside, everything seems to be normal. With Mr. Tang's help, it's finally okay, nothing went wrong..."

"Tang Pan knows about the teacher?" "Well, he knew from the beginning that without his constant help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hide today. He thinks highly of the master, and he wants the master to return to the court as an official, but I don't have so many extravagant hopes. He lived his life in peace, that's it..." Xie Qingfang's tone was full of melancholy. "Master, it must have been difficult these years, right?" Yun Jisang sighed. "Yeah, it was very difficult, but luckily it's all over." Xie Qingfang showed a gratified smile on his face.

Yun Jisang squinted his eyes and looked at the faint light cloud in the distant sky: "Is it really that difficult, even so difficult that you have to kill someone?" A gust of wind blows, and the snow on the pines and cypresses on both sides falls one after another, just like light smoke attracting elements and flowing clouds.Yun Jisang stood there quietly, watching Xie Qingfang quietly, completely ignoring that his beard and hair were wet by the ice and snow.In that misty snow mist, Xie Qingfang stood silently bathed in the snow, with a graceful figure, but she couldn't see her expression clearly.

After a long time, the snow and fog dissipated, and the sunshine reappeared. Under the sun, Xie Qingfang had a gentle smile on her face, as clear and graceful as a Polygonum flower just blooming.She raised her wrist.Gently smoothing the somewhat messy bun, he said in a rambling voice, "You Qing was joking, how have I ever killed someone?" Yun Jisang also smiled slightly: "Of course my wife has killed, and she killed more than one. You killed Chang Ming and Zi Tong. Because you are Gui Chanling, and Gui Chanling is you!" It was an oppressive silence again, only the wind was still sighing.

Xie Qingfang shook her head, as if she wanted to drive away some absurd thoughts from her mind: "Where do you start with this? Gui Chanling is obviously Steward Yang, and he has already admitted it." "I admitted it, for the sake of protecting you." Yun Jisang sighed, "Yang Shizhen killed the dumb servant and Liang Xideng, but that's all. And the purpose of killing them was to cover you. Because You are Suni, and he is Bimo. They have the same root and origin, and they are both Luoluo's mages. I think, even my wife, you would not have guessed that he is Bimo, right? He must have not told you when he joined the Wei Mansion, I was afraid This is the day."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a weak woman, how can I kill someone?" Xie Qingfang asked calmly. "Ghost lingering bells have always been used to kill people only by the ringing of the bells, why did they use brute force?" Yun Jisang retorted. "However, Gui Chanling must know martial arts, right? You also saw the place where Zhu Changming died. I am afraid that only those who know light martial arts can fly across the snow to kill people, right?" Jisang's words were taken to heart, but he was joking with a child full of cranky thoughts. Yun Jisang nodded and sighed: "That's right, I thought so too at the beginning. Not just me, I'm afraid everyone thought so at the time. In fact, it doesn't take much to cross that snow field without leaving traces." For Qinggong, you only need to hide your footprints, and for this, a simple and ingenious method is enough."

"You Qing wants to say, I followed Chang Ming's footsteps and walked backwards?" Xie Qingfang asked amusedly. "No, of course not. Wang Yansi is an experienced headhunter, so he can spot such a trick at a glance. So, you used a more ingenious method, and it didn't leave any trace." Xie Qingfang's complexion changed slightly: "Oh, what is that?" "I remember that Yuren once told me that she saw you carrying a cloth bag that night, and later I also saw that white cloth bag in Kengranju, and the secret is in that cloth bag." Yun Jisang said with certainty. .

"Why, did you find something in the bag?" Xie Qingfang asked lightly. Yun Jisang shook his head and said, "On the contrary, I found nothing, except for a few pieces of sycamore leaves." "What does that mean?" Xie Qingfang asked lightly. "It explains a lot. The sycamore tree is only found in the yard of Keng Ranju, and it is deep winter now, where can there be fragments of sycamore leaves?" Yun Jisang leaned over, and gently picked up a handful of shavings from the ground: "The answer is it, the snow, the snow in the courtyard." After speaking, he let go of his hand and let the white snow fall on the ground.

Xie Qingfang looked at him indifferently. "Why is there snow in the bag? It's also very simple. You need to use it to fill up the footprints you left when you passed through the snow!" Yun Jisang's eyes were suddenly as sharp as a drawn sword, "Zhu Changming is dead!" It was snowing heavily that night. You first packed the snow in a cloth bag at Keng Ran’s house, and then came to Zhu Changming’s room in the snow and killed him. Then you walked back along the original footprints, and used the snow in the bag to cover the snow. Fill in the footprints. In just a short while, the heavy snow will completely cover your original footprints without leaving a trace! It's really ingenious!" Yun Jisang praised, and then said to Xie Qingfang: "I'm right, right? , Mistress?"

Xie Qingfang didn't panic after hearing this, but laughed again: "This is a good idea, but it's not just me, everyone can use it. And I used to hold fallen leaves in that bag when I was cleaning the yard, leaving the leaves behind. It's nothing more than ordinary. Besides, I have no grievances with Changming, and I am his teacher's wife, so why kill him?" "Indeed, what my wife said is right, anyone can do this method. If others can do it, so can my wife. But in this way, lightness kung fu is no longer a must for murderers. As for Changming..." Yun Jisang continued He took out a piece of paper from his arms and waved it in front of her, "Although you have no hatred for him, he loves you!" Xie Qingfang stared at it, only to see that there was a broken poem on the piece of paper: It's not like Huilan envying the flowers, just like the morning cloud in front of the hall; Badgers, wolves, and deer are not old, Tara is auspicious and always explains Zen. The scriptures are difficult to hold and absurd dramas, and the dancing shirts still look old-fashioned; Fengtai rides the three mountains of Fu and goes to Gaotang together... Yun Jisang said slowly: "This poem was written by Chang Ming before he was murdered. At that time, I only saw the familiar look, but didn't really understand the meaning. The flower room in the first line of Chang Ming's poem is Wen Feiqing's flower room Huilan is the common name of Yu Xuanji. It refers to the allusion that Wen Tingyun and Yu Xuanji admire each other. At that time, I thought it had something to do with Yu Zhenren, so I ignored the meaning of Chaoyun. It was only yesterday that I suddenly understood that this song The poem rhymes with Su Shi's Chaoyun poem!" He said slowly: "As Su Shi's concubine, Wang Chaoyun has been with him for many years. I regret to accompany him. That's why Su Shi thanked him with a poem." He said: " It's not like poplar branches that don't let you go to heaven, just like the virtues that accompany Lingyuan; Anuluoxiu is different from the old, and there is no female Vimo who always explains Zen. The new work of the scripture medicine stove, the old marriage of the dance shirt and singing board; Dancheng chased me to the three mountains; don't be a cloud and rain fairy in Wushan. " After singing, he let out a long sigh, looked at the expressionless Xie Qingfang and said, "Actually, I should have seen it earlier, Yu Xuanji and Wen Tingyun, Wang Chaoyun and Su Shi are all year-end lovers, which is similar to the relationship between you and Master In the second sentence, badger man is Wang Anshi's small characters, and roe deer refers to his beloved son Wang Yu, who was famous all over the world for identifying roe deer with the phrase "the side of the deer is a roe, and the side of a roe is a deer". This sentence probably refers to the relationship between brother Jiru and his teacher, because Wang Yu, like brother Jiru, was also valued by his father but died young. The second half of the sentence is too intriguing. Tara is Tibetan secret The Goddess who rescues disasters in the Chinese novel, I am afraid that I am referring to you, Shi Niang. And Jixiang is probably the Dajixiangtian, the god of life and death, disease and plague, good and evil in Tibetan secrets, and at the same time, she is also a famous goddess of joy! Fengtai, It refers to the allusion that Xiao Shi used jade to ride the dragon to attract the phoenix. He did not use the phoenix and the phoenix, but used a character for the word "凫", because the word "凫" means "bird", and the lower "ji" is like a nest. If the bird is not in the nest, it is a nest. A sign, "Ji" can also be regarded as the word "phoenix", and the bird lives on the phoenix, which means turning the phoenix upside down! Looking at the last three words in this poem, it is obvious that it is like the "phoenix" at the end of the second sentence. The three characters of Zong Jie Chan should be the same as the last sentence of Su Shi's poem, "Yun Yu Xian"! The meaning of Chang Ming's poem is self-evident! He has ulterior motives, and he wants to ask his wife to please you! What a good one Shameless bastard!" Yun Jisang said angrily. Xie Qingfang was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "Even if he has such intentions, I just need to ignore him, why should I want to kill him?" "Because he threatened you with the fact that the teacher was insane!" Yun Jisang said every word, "These years, the one who rings the bell in the town is probably not some ghost, but the teacher, right?" Xie Qingfang finally changed color. "The night when I first arrived at Wei Mansion, the ghost that Ming Huan saw was probably the teacher. After he went crazy, he ran around and was seen by Ming Huan, and then he was seen by another person, that is Zhu Changming! No wonder I When I met him that night, his expression would be so unnatural." Yun Jisang curled his lips, "What's even worse is that at the tea party the next day, he actually threatened you with this matter openly! That's why you wanted to kill him!" "Joke, you were there at the tea party, I didn't even say a word to him, why did he threaten me?" Xie Qingfang said with an unnatural expression. "The one who threatened you was the poem he made! I wondered at the time why he wrote such a nondescript tea poem with his poetic talent. Only now do I understand the deep meaning hidden in that poem." Last Night Dou To the east of the teahouse, old man Liu has disappeared all the way. Immortal and immortal, he is obsessed with self-indulgence, and he can't bear to look at the shadows of the past. The ambition is vacant, and the spirit is vain and hates the original intention. Ask who has been facing the west wind for three years, and does not dream with Lihua.' This Liu I didn’t know who the old man was referring to. I didn’t remember it until last night. The teacher said that in the later Tang Dynasty, Li Cunxu used to dress up as the head of the country, Liu Sou, and walked with a stick and ringing the bell in order to teach the queen a lesson. The small characters of Li Cunxu and the teacher are “亚子” ’, so the Liu old man ringing the bell is referring to the teacher! Because Li Cunxu is the same as the teacher’s small characters, the teacher usually talks about his deeds with us, so this allusion may not be known to others, but the teacher’s wife must know it. No birth Immortal self-deprecation, of course, refers to the teacher's madness. Ask who has been facing the west wind for three years, and does not dream with Lihua. Hmph, this is an obvious confession. All these things, saying that he is not threatening, who Will you believe me?" Yun Jisang said, the more angry he felt, he hated Zhu Changming's absurdity, and also hated his indisputability. "It's just far-fetched. It can be said that Liu Lao has a lot of allusions, who knows which one he used? Having said so much, everything is just your guesswork, and there is no real evidence." Xie Qingfang regained her composure, calmly soundtrack. Yun Jisang seemed to have expected her to say this, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Master, do you know how I found out about the footprints?" "I don't know." Xie Qingfang replied dumbly. "Master, please follow me." Saying that, he suddenly left the bluestone path and walked into the snow. Xie Qingfang was taken aback, gritted her teeth, and followed. After walking for a while, she realized that the room where Zhu Changming was killed was not far ahead, so she couldn't help but stop. At this time, Yun Jisang also stopped, standing on the snow and looking at the house from a distance. "It's not bad here, you can see it very clearly." He turned around and said to Xie Qingfang: "Yesterday I saw Ming Huan walking with my senior sister, and then I discovered a very common and easily overlooked thing." , he pointed to the footprints behind him and said: "This is my footprint..." He pointed to Xie Qingfang's footprints: "This is your footprint, Mistress. Mistress, have you seen anything?" Xie Qingfang turned to look at her own footprints, only to see her own footprints and Yun Jisang's footprints intertwined in the deep snow, forming a long line. "You can see, Master, you are walking in my footprints. Because the snow is deep, it will be easier to walk this way. Look at your footprints on the morning after Changming's death!" Yun Jisang said Point in the direction of the house. In the heavy snow, the two rows of footprints leading to the house were clearly separated and far apart. "Ordinary people would walk in other people's footprints in such heavy snow. But you didn't! Why? Just because you want others to think that Zhu Changming was the only one who walked through the snow and left footprints on the snow! Only in this way will people believe that Gui Chanling is a master of martial arts, not a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, am I right, Master?" He stared at Xie Qingfang and said. Xie Qingfang's lips twitched twice, and she said weakly: "That doesn't mean anything. The snow fell well that day, and I was very happy. I also had the sudden idea of ​​stepping on the snow to press Qiong. I had time and opportunity to use this method that day. There are many people who killed Zhu Changming. I can do it, and so can others. But when Zitong died, I was with Zhuo Nvxia, so I didn’t have time to kill him.” "Well said, when Zitong's body was found, the cabin was filled with water vapor, and the water temperature in the bucket was still high. From this point of view, he was killed within a stick of incense. At that time, my wife had just left from my sister's place. Then I met me again, only half a quarter of an hour passed. In such a short period of time, it is really impossible to go around the cabin to kill people, and then hang up the many ghost bells." Yun Ji Sang lowered his head and walked slowly on the snow, stepping on a large oval circle in the snow: "But, was Zitong really killed within a quarter of an hour?" He stopped and raised his head. "Is it the murderer's trick to set up a trap?" He thought for a while, shook his head, and continued to walk: "If it was a trap set by the murderer, then Zitong had already been killed a quarter of an hour ago. In this way, The murderer would have time to leisurely hang those ghost bells all over the wooden house. But what about the steaming steam and the hot water in the wooden barrel? Then how did she manage to keep the water temperature constant in the cold winter night? Is it cold? Or, did she find a way to warm up the water again in a short period of time?" Yun Jisang took out a bell from her bosom, shook it lightly, and the bell made a strange sound. He continued: "I picked up this bell from the floor of the wooden house. Yesterday Ming Huan said that the ghost face on it was crying, and then I realized that this bell is different from other ghost bells, not only the expression of the ghost face is different , even the sound is a little different. Not only it, I looked at it this morning, and the bells on the ground in the wooden house are more or less similar. Why is this? There is only one possibility, that is, for some reason, these bells Such a result was caused by the slight deformation of the bell. Do you want me to continue?" He looked at Xie Qingfang and said. In the heavy snow, this beautiful woman stood quietly, her face as pale as snow.Seeing him looking over, he showed a faint smile: "Why not? Tell me." "That was a very simple process. After you left Keng Ranju that night, came to the wooden house and killed Chen Zitong, you spent a lot of time hanging up those bells. Then you threaded many ghost bells with copper wires and placed them on the charcoal fire After that, he left immediately and went to the senior sister. After staying for about half an hour, he left again, rushed back to the wooden house, and threw those red-hot copper bells into the water in the wooden barrel." He shook his head lightly, " In just a moment, the water temperature in the wooden barrel rose again. And the wooden house was filled with water vapor, as if Zitong had not been bathing for a long time. Then you untie the copper wires, throw those copper bells on the ground, Leave quickly. For convenience and not to be discovered, you wore a dark green dress, and you deliberately forgot the lantern with the senior sister. Am I right?" "It's still empty talk." Xie Qingfang said flatly. "Of course there is evidence...Yang Shizhen once said that he saw you going out with a lantern in the side room, but he didn't dare to talk to you. In fact, he was lying, because the teacher was afraid of fire, and the lantern in Keng Ranju had always been placed in the side room Since he was in the side room, why didn't he meet you? It means that you had already left when he arrived at Keng Ran's residence. This is one of them..." Yun Jisang breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the moisture in his breath It quickly dissipated in the wind, then sighed, and continued: "Secondly, when I saw you that night, you were grabbing a handful of snow from the ground. I thought you were playing with snow like a child, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid that your hand was scalded by the copper wire in the haste of committing crimes, so you grabbed the snow to relieve the pain. You insisted on borrowing my lantern to carry it, because you wanted to use the opportunity of holding the lantern to cover the wound on your hand. It was the same reason that you wore lambskin gloves again during the sacrificial offering the next day. Mistress, if you really didn’t kill Zitong, then there should be no wounds on your hands. hand, let the students see it?" Xie Qingfang was silent for a long time this time, then, she raised her right hand and carefully opened it to the sun, as if holding a transparent flower. Under the sunlight, a slender scar uglyly ran through her creamy palm. "It's ugly, isn't it?" Xie Qingfang narrowed her eyes and looked at her palm. Yun Jisang didn't answer, just stood there and looked at him quietly. "It's not as ugly as my heart, there are more wounds there, and it's as ugly as a ghost's face." Xie Qingfang murmured to her palm, then put it down, and smiled at Yun Jisang: "Ms. Now, can You Qing accompany me for a walk?" Yun Jisang nodded silently. The two left Zhu Changming's room silently and walked into the distance. "My father is Han, and my mother is Luo Luo, which is what you call Luo Luo. My father left us when I was very young. After going there for many years, there is no reply. Because I am a child of Han, and I am from the village. Everyone said that I was a ghost, and they threw me stones, and the children in the village even bullied me together, so I really didn’t have any friends when I was young. I was brought up by my mother, and she gave me this Faling, Taught me the art of bell sound insanity. Shaking the bell in a special way at night can make people have the most terrifying hallucinations, and even fear to death. I know, she is afraid that after she dies, I will be left alone I have no one to rely on, so I left it as a self-defense technique. It’s just that she didn’t think that one day I would use it to kill people. Not only her, even I myself would not have thought of it at that time, and even now I still have some difficulty Believe me. Did I really do those things?” Xie Qingfang murmured to herself, with a confused look on her face, and then she laughed at herself: “Yes, I did those things. You can’t do it, you Qing…” She sighed and lowered her head, "If other people know about Master's madness, then he will be ruined. He will become a sinner of scholars and the laughing stock of the world. It's still hard to kill him. So, for my husband, the person I love the most in this world, I turned myself into a scary and cruel woman like a ghost..." Her voice was so weak, yet so firm. "Is there no other way? Is it really necessary to kill people?" Yun Jisang couldn't help asking loudly. Xie Qingfang showed a slight bitterness on his face: "After the death of Jiru, the master was very sick. I still remember his appearance at that time. He was not the kind and affectionate master in ordinary times. He was more like a man possessed by a demon. A lunatic who talks to the dead Jiru all day, and anyone who interrupts him will go crazy. Even beat people, can you imagine me being beaten by his hair, insulted, and even smashed against the table?" Yun Jisang fell silent, feeling a chill in his heart. "When he woke up, he didn't remember what he had done at all. When he saw me, he would ask me what's wrong, why did his face hurt? I can only smile and say that I accidentally bumped into it. You know the pain and despair in your heart but Do you still want to force a smile, Youqing?" She still had a calm smile on her face, but Yun Jisang could read the sadness from that smile. He can imagine her hardships and sufferings in these years, and he has also experienced the feeling of hovering on the verge of psychological collapse day and night.On the bloody and fire-strewn battlefield, he had to make a decision with the coldest heart, letting one innocent life after another go to death. "This stone house is where Jiru died..." Xie Qingfang pointed to the front and whispered. Yun Jisang raised his head, only to realize that they had arrived at the barren yard in the back garden at some point.What Xie Qingfang was referring to at this moment was the stone house that had been burned to pieces. "Brother Jiru got... leprosy?" Yun Jisang asked in a low voice. "How did Youqing know?" "I saw in the teacher's study the poem he mourned for brother Jiru: Ai Zifang is weak, and the young man is as heroic as a candle. If it is too early, it will be difficult to burn forever, and it will be fatal! In the last sentence, "Death is the end of life" is what Confucius said when he lamented that his disciple Bo Niu died of illness.And Bo Niu died of plague, that is, leprosy.In addition, I found the residue of Dafengzi in this stone house, which is the medicinal material for treating leprosy. " Yun Jisang's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up his long-sleeping old friend. "Jiru is a good boy. Even though he has such a terrible disease, he is still very considerate of others. He insists on not letting others, especially the old man, visit him, for fear that his old father will also contract the disease. So only one old servant goes there every day. Deliver meals to him on time. When he finishes eating, he rings the bell inside, and the old man takes away the rice bowl he left at the door and throws it away. Only in the dead of night, can he sneak out of the stone room while shaking Bell, while walking in the garden. People in the mansion can avoid him in time when they hear the bell, so as not to get sick. He spent a period of dark days in the stone house like this, until Xiaomei came to Wei Mansion and overheard I got acquainted with him when I saw him play the flute. Although separated by a stone wall, Xiaomei’s innocence infected Jiru and gave him a little courage to live. It’s a pity..." Xie Qingfang shook her head and continued: "After Xiaomei's accident, Jiru was also completely desperate. He locked himself in the stone house and secretly poured out the rice every time he was delivered. Until one day, the old family found that no one was picking up the rice, so they asked the master to open the stone house. Only then did I find that he had starved to death inside, and his body was being eaten by rats. That scene was too tragic, and that's how the master went crazy. Fortunately, I found a cure from the medical skills left by my mother His method, hypnosis with bells and some drugs, finally suppressed his condition. However, this method also has serious hidden dangers, that is, it will cause him sleepwalking symptoms from time to time, and he must not sleepwalk during sleepwalking. If he is disturbed, otherwise his sanity will completely collapse and he will become a real lunatic. After the death of Confucianism, he did not even leave his body. To be on the safe side, Mr. Tang decided to incinerate his bones. Because the master could not accept The fact that Aiko died so tragically, so he would ring the bell while sleepwalking, it seems that this made him feel that Jiru was still alive. Think about it, he rings the bell in the middle of the night, and he must not be discovered and disturbed by anyone. How is this possible? So, after thinking for a long time, I finally did the only thing I could do, which was to kill those who saw him." When she said this, there was a tremor in her calm tone.Yun Jisang can imagine that "thinking for a long time" means how painful the heart has been. "In this way, after I killed a few people who saw him sleepwalking, I tried my best to come up with the story of the haunted bell and spread it around, and finally let him spend these three years in peace. But, can you Can you imagine how I spent these three years?" Xie Qingfang confided calmly, expressing the sadness in her heart heartily.They have been buried too long and too deep, and when they are revealed at this moment, the despair will move even the stone. "There was not a night when I could sleep peacefully. I was afraid that he would go out by himself and be found. So I fastened a bell to the door latch so that I could hear him when he went out. When he was sleepwalking, I had to follow him secretly. , pray that he won't be seen, pray that I don't need to kill again this time... On such a day, on such a day, I... I..." She choked up and couldn't continue. Yun Jisang couldn't comfort her, she was an infatuated woman trapped by love, and a good wife who would give up everything in the world for her husband.However, she was also a murderer who brutally killed several innocent lives.He could only ask: "Is this the reason why you killed Zitong? Because he might have seen the teacher sleepwalking." "It would have been fine if he had just seen it, but he looked so flustered at the time that almost anyone with a heart noticed it. I was worried that someone would ask him for questioning. Once he was forced to find out the truth, it would be unimaginable, so I had no choice but to I can continue my sins. I don’t want to kill people, I really don’t want to. Every night, I always feel that I am lying quietly in a pool of blood, and those people I have killed pass by me one by one, expressionless. Looking at me is like looking at a dead person. I know that the retribution will come sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so fast, so fast that I can't even cure the master's illness in time." She lowered her head sadly, The graceful posture at that moment was like a lotus stem blown down by the wind. Yun Jisang asked softly: "Is the teacher still not cured?" Xie Qingfang shook her head slowly: "As you can see, he just had an attack the day before yesterday. But now as long as he is not sleepwalking, he is already like a normal person. Otherwise, I will not let him show up on this birthday. And the older he gets, the less likely he is to have an attack. I think in another year or two, he'll be completely healed." For a while, neither of them spoke again. The wind picked up, blowing the sleeves of their clothes from time to time, and the snow and mist rose with the wind, making the two outstandingly graceful people look like gods. "Leave Qingfang alone, Youqing." Xie Qingfang finally spoke, this was the first time she told Yun Jisang her name.She looked at the far place with bewildered eyes, and murmured, as if she was praying for a lonely and helpless strange woman in the distance: "For her, there is too much despair and indifference in this world. But the warmth that can be grasped is so little. This warmth is too precious to her, she can't bear to lose it, she can't bear it at all. It is her only light in the dark night, and the only reason for her existence. In such a severe winter, what else can she do besides guarding it? So you see, she is just a poor little girl who is trying hard to keep her warmth... So, please let it go Is she like this... okay? Okay?" She kept talking softly like this, but two lines of crystal tears finally fell down, dripping down on the snow, turning into little traces of sadness. Yunji Sangmu stood there, motionless.He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to do.He would rather leave this place without knowing anything.Is that an escape?Or, make a cruel choice again?For this vast and boundless world, life is precious, and that insignificant happiness is also precious... Over the years, many people have died in front of him, some enemies, some friends, some were killed by others, and some were killed by themselves. Those strange faces that fell down are so blurred now... Warm, look again When I arrived at the senior sister, it was a warm feeling.In order to keep it, would I do something like that?No, I don't know.It's easy to say "no", but as long as you haven't faced it, your choice will always be "don't know"... After what seemed like a century, Yun Jisang closed his eyes and said, "In this world, it is really difficult for a person to live alone without being able to confide in others... I—— A saint, you shoulder your own sins, so I have no right to judge you. Mistress, you...you don't kill people anymore...you can do it yourself." After finishing speaking, Yun Jisang stopped saluting, and the long-sleeved As soon as he swung it, he walked against the wind and snowed like this. Xie Qingfang raised her face, letting the sun fall on her face, tears welled up again, but this time, they were tears of joy and gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, Youqing...I will live a good life with my lover Go down, try to keep your own warmth, and never kill anyone again. Thank you for freeing me from the nightmare of being alone, and sharing this deep sin with me..." Yun Jisang's back has gradually faded away, Xie Qingfang is still standing there, looking into the distance for a long time.She waited until his back was completely out of sight before she stretched out her hand and let the wind blow through her fingertips.It's been a long time since I felt so refreshed and at ease, that kind of feeling - pure happiness like a child.Appreciating this rare ease, her lips smiled from the bottom of her heart for the first time in three years. However, just as she was smiling, those black boots appeared in the shadows behind her without a sound, and the thick voice seemed to come from the curse of hell, breaking her dream so low and coldly: " Mrs. Wei, there are some things that I think I should talk to you about..." Gently inserting a gold hairpin on the head with a slender hand, it tremblingly formed a piece with Jin Baodian, Zhu Cui Di, Jin Di, and mouth holding beads.Pearl emerald flowers were lit on the sideburns, a small pearl emerald comb and three hairpins with golden clouds were inserted, and finally two gold double-headed hairpins pressed on the temples were inserted, and the hair was pressed down with a gold brain comb. In the bronze mirror, the familiar face was a little blurry at this moment. Xie Qingfang helped the mirror. In the mirror, she was wearing a long coat with a purple border of peacock and purple fringed with gold embroidered clouds and clouds, and a long skirt of the same color with gold embroidered branches and branches. The country is alluring. She smiled wordlessly at herself in the mirror, lifted the heavy beaded and emerald cloud crown, and slowly put it on for herself.When wearing the crown, she looked devout and calm, like a sacrificial girl about to step onto the altar. Wei Xingzeng's expression was still a little dazed today, and some guests didn't even recognize him.But when everyone knew that his two lovers had just been killed, they all sighed in sympathy, followed by consolation.It's just that Wei Shengzeng's gaze was always patrolling the field, as if waiting for something, looking forward to something. All of a sudden, the guests stopped their heated conversations, and their eyes continued to focus on the entrance of the hall. The audience was silent, and they saw Xie Qingfang dressed in costumes, walking slowly through the hall door.The hall fell into a strange silence. Everyone held their breath and opened their eyes wide, staring at the dazzling brilliance. There are beauties in the west, as bright as the sun. The quilt is dressed in fiber clothes, with double huang on the left and right. The beauty of the appearance is beautiful, and the fragrance is vibrated by the wind. Ascend to look at what you think, and raise your sleeves to be the morning sun. She walked slowly under such a splendid attire, and everyone was intoxicated and obsessed with her dazzling beauty. Yun Jisang stood in the hall, and like everyone else, was intoxicated by this beautiful demeanor.For some reason, the conversation between him and Wang Yansi that night sounded in his mind—— "I want to know what the words 'paper...paper...mud' that Yang Shizhen said before his death mean?" "I think he is talking about Zizi Nizha. According to the legend of Luo Luo, the chaos of the sky and the earth gradually became clear, and after the age of six suns and seven moons passed. There was a hunter with a white flower that was brought up by the leader Aji Jun. When they were chasing, they met Han Yidiangu, a heroic warrior. No matter how much the white deer pleaded, Han Yidiangu ruthlessly shot the arrow of death. The white deer was shot, and the arrow broke its neck and pierced its tail. But the hunters ran to the place where the white deer fell, but they couldn't see its body. At this time, people heard the barking of hunting dogs in front of them, so they followed the sound to check and found that the hunting dogs were surrounding a red roe tree. The big tree of flowers was calling. Han Yidian Gula shot at the tree, but the branches disappeared. Standing in front of him was a beautiful girl, and she was the beautiful Zizini Hawthorn..." Xie Qingfang came to Wei Shengzeng and gave a deep blessing, then raised her eyes and looked at her husband with a smile: "Husband's birthday, I am here to wish my husband a happy birthday, a prosperous journey, and a hundred years of peace." "Okay, okay, thank you Madam..." Wei Shengzeng smiled and reached out to help her up. 谢清芳却笑道：“今日是大喜之日，亲身愿为夫君一舞，以增喜色。”说完，向后轻轻退去，后退的时候，始终无限深情地望着他。 魏省曾看到她向后退去，本能地伸手拉了一下，却终于让她的纤指从掌中滑落。 王延思的声音继续在云寄桑脑海中回向着：“一天，贵族首领阿维尼库进山寻猎，与紫孜妮楂相遇，两人一见钟情。紫孜妮楂跟随阿维尼库来到他的部落，两人幸福地生活在一起。第一年紫孜妮楂是位花容月貌的美妻，第二年紫孜妮楂是一位聪慧能干的贤妻，但三年后，阿维尼库生了病，紫孜妮楂开始变了，变得凶恶无情，寨子里开始莫名其妙的连续死人。” 朱弦急动，丝竹乍鸣，雅琴高奏，玉笛飞声。谢清芳姿容娴婉，舞动轻风，转眄惊翻长袖,低徊细踏红靴。轻盈如飞燕凌雪，清婉如垂莲破浪。 云寄桑渐渐地看得入神，王延思的声音也变得更加清晰： “一天，阿维尼库询问紫孜妮楂的家世和来历，她如实地告诉了他。阿维尼库听后大为惶恐，开始谋害紫孜妮楂，便佯装重病。紫孜妮楂为了给阿维尼库治病，先是变成了一只赤羽的山鹞，瞬息间飞到大海中的小岛上寻回了天鹅蛋；然后又变成了一只花斑的豺狼，转眼窜上高耸的大山，钻入黑熊的胸腔取回熊胆；最后她变成一只水獭，一溜烟潜入江底找回鱼心……但都无法治好阿维尼库。于是阿维尼库说只有贡嘎山雪山顶上的白雪能够治好他的病。紫孜妮楂救夫心切，便决心不论怎样也要去千里冰霜的雪山采雪……” 每一步幽姿，每一次摆腰，每一次振袖，都美如虚幻，那种不应存在这世间的美丽震惊着全场。每一个人都因着那绝世的清丽而震惊迷惘，每一颗心都为了那轻盈的身姿而霍霍跳动。所有的光彩都失去了颜色，所有的声音都完全消失，只余下那朵微弱的，纤美的红色火苗，在天地间静静地舞动着，燃烧着。 静，太静了，谢清芳甚至听到了自己脑海内的一个个声音。 “在这个世上，一个人要孤独地活下去，无法向人倾诉，真的是很艰难的事……我——不是什么圣人，更肩负着属于自己的罪孽，所以，我无权对你做出判决。师娘，你……你好自为之吧。” 幼清，你是个好人，真的是呢。因为有你这样的人存在，这世界才未沦于黑暗。只是你要记得，真的不能对人太好了。那样的你，太过容易受到伤害。这个世界对我而言，真的太过苛酷了，对不起，辜负了你的苦心……乐曲舒转，谢清芳的长袖高扬，寄颜云霄闲，挥袖凌虚翔。 “老爷，夫人，这几年我们主仆一场，虽然其中多有隐情，但老爷和夫人的恩德我还是记得的，只是可惜，以后便无法再服侍老爷和夫人了，世道艰难，人心险恶，希望你们好自为之。”隐隐约约地，有人的双目中闪烁着难掩的深情。 那是什么时候的事呢？完全不记得了，有人始终默默地守护着我。谢清芳手臂舒展，轻盈地转了个圈子，双目朦胧地掠过缤纷的人群，却再也不见那熟悉而沉默的身影，飘飖恍惚中，流眄顾我傍。 “魏夫人，虽然梁樨登死了，但是魏公的对头已经注意到你了。这几天我不断发现有东厂密探在平安镇出没，形势危急万分！你该知道，一旦事发，对魏公会意味着什么。魏公清誉，东林基业，大明社稷，天下大计，如今尽在于你！魏夫人，我想，你该知道自己该怎么做吧……”低沉的声音仿若残酷的惊雷，将所有的梦想都无情地击碎。 她似乎回到了自己新婚时，魏省曾深情地为自己掀开了红色的盖头。那一瞬间的喜慰和安乐，那一瞬间巨大的幸福……一阵剧痛从体内传来，她的脚步踉跄了一下，剧痛在体内迅速的蔓延着，她卧倒在地，随即，她抬起头，痴情地望着眼前的魏省曾，悦怿未交接，晤言用感伤。 今生今世，她再也无法回到他的怀抱了，可是，她至少做了自己能为他做的最后一件事，不是吗……她的视线渐渐地模糊起来。朦胧中，似乎有人在大声呼唤着她的名字。 她抬起头，眼前一片灿烂的阳光。阳光中，母亲模糊的身影背着竹篓，在青翠的山路上召唤着她。她清脆地笑了，将挂在枝头的那个小小的铃铛拨了拨，蹦蹦跳跳地向母亲追去…… 场中已经乱成一片，有人在大声惊呼，有人上前帮忙，有人去找大夫。只有魏省曾坐在自己的座位上，表情痴呆，望着静静躺在地上，睡着了似的谢清芳，失去了全部的思想。 “紫孜妮楂一走，阿维尼库便请来了九十位毕摩和七十位苏尼在家中念经做法。而此时紫孜妮楂已历经千辛万苦取到了雪，正在归来的途中，因毕摩、苏尼的诅咒，她慢慢变成了一只灰白身褐红尾的山羊，而她为阿维尼库采来的雪还夹在蹄缝中，卷在皮毛里，藏在耳孔中，裹在犄角上……可即使知道自己性命将绝，她也要驾着风从雪山上往回飞。她要把雪送回来，表达她对阿维尼库至死不渝的爱情！ 然而，阿维尼库又遣来九十个男青年，用箭射杀了精疲力尽的山羊，并将它捆缚起来丢入山崖下。没过多久，紫孜妮楂变成的山羊被水冲到河中，被不知情的人们剥皮而食。结果，吃了那只山羊而致死的人，又都变成了到处害人的鬼，很多部落的人都被这些紫孜妮楂变成的鬼给害尽了，各部落的毕摩、苏尼都在诅咒紫孜妮楂，千咒万诅，无法解脱。于是，紫孜妮楂就成了'鬼母'，永世受到诅咒……” 云寄桑站在那里，身体、五官、内心全部在颤抖，他说不出自己此刻的感觉，或者，他已经完全没有感觉了…… 卓安婕举起葫芦饮了一口，冷眼看着众人的丑态。她那颗冰雪般清澈的心，将每个人的反应都牢牢记在了心头…… 小小的明欢则不知发生了什么事，为什么那个好好看的姨姨躺在地上，不动了呢？她天真的眼睛圆圆地瞪着，向这个世界提出稚嫩的疑问。 于是，一切都结束了，真的结束了…… 不知不觉，又是黎明了。 云寄桑抱着睡得迷迷糊糊的明欢，悄悄离开了自己的房间。 他没有向任何人告别，包括老师魏省曾，甚至自己最敬爱的师姐。只是一个人牵着马，在大雪中，静静离开了魏府，离开了平安镇。 雪很大，鹅毛般的雪花飞舞着，纷纷洒洒，纯净着悲伤的天地。 广阔的雪原上，两人一马，散懒的青驴驼着行礼，在这茫茫大雪中穿行。 雪花扑面打在脸上，遮断了云寄桑迷惘的视线。他抬起手，将眼前的雪花擦去。 忽然，他愣住了。 遥遥的天地间，一个绰约的身影正手扶长剑，静静地站在大雪中，微笑望着他。 “师姐……”他梦呓般地说出这两个字。 “又想一个人逃走了？”她的声音还是那样散懒迷人。 "not me……" “伤心了？难过了？找不到方向了？对世人失去希望了？”卓安婕一连串的问题问得云寄桑哑口无言，只能垂头不语。 “美匮于丑，善乏于恶，苍天无道，公理不彰，人世间本就如此。再难再累也得活下去不是？既然活着是自己的事，就不要再为自己加那么多负担。这红尘世事不是你一个人的，多情不是坏事，可也得有个限度……我跟你说这些干什么，真是……”卓安婕说着说着，停了下来，侧眼望着他，“你怎么说？” 云寄桑的脸上露出笑意：“多谢师姐。” “谢我做什么？接着！”说着，卓安婕抬手一扬，将一样东西抛了过来。 云寄桑伸手接住，发现那是一枚小巧的铃铛，除了黑黝黝地，不知道是什么质地外，其他的和平安镇上的鬼铃完全一样。只是那铃铛的鬼面上不知被什么划了一道深深的痕迹，将整个铃铛的表面都划破了，那鬼脸看起来变成了一边哭，一边笑，异常分明。 “昨天晚上我发现我们那位唐先生鬼鬼祟祟地在房间里对着这个铃铛又是哭又是笑，便进去将它抢了过来，顺便把他打成了猪头。只是一不小心将铃铛弄坏了，估计也不好使了，你留着做个纪念吧！”卓安婕漫不经心地道。 云寄桑将那铃铛摇了摇，发现声音钝钝的，微微一笑，揣入怀中。 “还有，鱼真人说她要还俗了。这个丫头倒是敢爱敢恨，竟然跑去把魏大公子的坟给挖了，看不到尸体还以为人家还活着，好在你及时告诉了她真相。可怜的是陈子通，看到了她挖坟的情景，结果回去乱说，惹祸身亡，真是冤枉。你知道吗？当年他和魏继儒可都对鱼丫头有好感呢，只是陈启有一次看到鱼丫头卷入了江湖仇杀，被她杀人盈野的样子吓到了，从那以后就再不敢正眼看她了。不过我想，在他的内心深处，还是爱着她的吧……” 一芯方未寒，两叶已相随。云寄桑想起了陈启的诗句，心中微微的一痛。 “想知道你老师的消息吗？”卓安婕又懒懒地道。 云寄桑身子一颤，微微摇了摇头。 卓安婕微微一笑：“那就算了。不过有一件事你是应该知道的。就是当年起霸山庄里的那位少夫人已经知道你回来了。据说她已放出风声，出高价要买你的项上人头呢。看来，这段日子我得勉强当上一段保镖了……” 云寄桑苦涩地一笑，低头道：“师姐护得了我一时，难道还能护我一生一世不成？” “有何不可？”卓安婕淡淡地道。 云寄桑猛地抬起头来。 大雪中，两个人静静的相互凝视。 明欢被大雪打得醒了过来，可爱地打了一个喷嚏，揉了揉小巧的鼻子后，惊喜地道：“喜姑，你也来嘞未！你和欢儿一起走未？” 卓安婕微笑地望着她：“是啊，喜姑是要和欢儿一起走，也要和你的喜福一起走嘞未……” 明欢高兴地拍起手来，随即她又抬起头，憨憨地问：“喜福，咱们这系要去哪里未？” 云寄桑低下头，轻轻地揉了揉她红彤彤的脸蛋：“我们？我们去江湖啊……” “糨糊？明欢知道未！那是两个鱼儿亲亲的地方未！系不系，喜福？” "of course not!" “怎么不系未？明明系喜福说给欢儿滴！” “胡说八道，我什么时候给你说这个了，师姐，你别笑，我真的不是……” “喜福，你怎么脸红红未？系不系病生嘞？欢儿给亲亲好不好未？” “欢儿！” “喜福？” “住嘴！……” 正闹着，云寄桑忽然感觉什么在轻声呼唤着他，便停止了和明欢拌嘴，勒住马，回头向平安镇望去，只见茫茫的大雪中，平安镇静静地座落在那里，一如他来时一样，宁静而忧郁。