Chapter 19 Seventeenth Despair

The footsteps gradually approached, and finally a person appeared in the darkness, holding a flower in his hand. A little yellow flower. It was a crazy monk who came. He was still wearing the ink-drenched monk's robe, walked over slowly, and planted yellow flowers under the bamboo fence. "When the people return to where they came from, the flowers have also returned." There is still that kind of deep sadness in his eyes: "It's a pity that the yellow flowers are still there, but the face of this place is completely different." Fu Hongxue was also staring at the yellow flowers under the bamboo fence, "You know that I went from here, and you also know that the flowers went from here, so you came here."

The crazy monk asked, "What do you know?" Fu Hongxue said, "I don't know anything." The crazy monk said: "You don't know who the person who picked the flowers is, and you don't know who I am?" Fu Hongxue said, "Who are you?" The crazy monk suddenly pointed to the ink stain on the monk's robe and said, "Can you see what this is?" Fu Hongxue shook his head. The crazy monk sighed, and suddenly sat down opposite Fu Hongxue, and said, "Look at it again, you must look at it wholeheartedly." Fu Hongxue hesitated, and finally sat down too.

The faint starlight shone on the originally spotless moon-white monk's robe, and the ink stains on the robe were messy. He watched quietly, like watching the flickering incense in a dark room. ——If you feel that the incense is no longer flickering, and it is as bright as a torch, you are half successful. ——Then you will be able to see the smoke from the incense burner clearly, as clearly as the white clouds in the mountains, and the gnats on the smoke will also become like cranes flying among the white clouds. He looked at it wholeheartedly, and suddenly felt that the messy ink blots were no longer messy, and there seemed to be a strange rhythm in them.

Then he discovered that the messy ink blots were actually a picture, in which there seemed to be mountains, flowing water, the light of knives dancing non-stop, and the tears on the faces of children. "What exactly are you drawing?" "Whatever is on your mind is what I draw." The painting environment is born from the heart. This is not only a painting, but also a masterpiece in the painting. Fu Hongxue's eyes shone brightly: "I know who you are now, you must be Wu Hua under Gongzi Yu's family." The crazy monk laughed: "There are paintings, why do you say there are no paintings? If there are no paintings, how can there be people?"

"who?" "Of course it's the person in the painting." There are tears on the children's faces in the painting, and it was them that he was thinking in his heart: "Where did people go?" The crazy monk said: "There are obviously people, but you still want to ask. It turns out that it is not the monk who is crazy, but you." He laughed and pointed casually: "Look again, isn't the person there!" He pointed to the huts. The doors and windows of the hut were already open, and it was unknown when the lights had come on. Fu Hongxue followed his fingers to look over, and immediately froze.

Sure enough, there were people in the room, two people, Du Shiqi and Zhuo Yuzhen were sitting there eating porridge. A pot of porridge that had been cooling down was now steaming again. Fu Hongxue's whole body was already ice-cold. ——Is this just like the ink stain on the monk's robe, just an illusory picture? no! There were indeed two real people in the room, they were indeed Du Shiqi and Zhuo Yuzhen. After seeing the ink stains on the monk's robes, now he can even see every wrinkle on their faces clearly, and he can even see their pores are opening and their muscles are jumping.

They didn't notice him at all. Most people would jump up, rush, or shout out loud in this situation. Fu Hongxue did not belong to the majority. Although he had stood up, he just stood there quietly, not even moving. Because he not only saw the two of them, but also saw deeper and further.At this moment, he had fully seen the truth of the whole incident. The crazy monk said: "Is the person you are looking for here?" Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." The crazy monk said: "Why don't you go there?" Fu Hongxue turned his head slowly and stared at him. His eyes, which were already red due to fatigue and sadness, suddenly became indescribably clear and cold. He stared at him like a blade for a long time, and then slowly said: " I just want you to understand one thing."

The crazy monk said, "Say it." Fu Hongxue said: "Now as soon as I draw the sword, you will die. There is absolutely no one in the sky and on the earth who can save you." The crazy monk laughed again, but the smile was a bit forced: "I have shown you the person you are looking for, but you want me to die!" Fu Hongxue said: "Just seeing them is not enough." The crazy monk said: "What else do you want?" Fu Hongxue said coldly: "I want you to sit here quietly. I want you to tell the people hiding behind the door and in the corner to come out right now. As long as they hurt Zhuo Yuzhen and Du Shiqi by a single hair, I'll cut your throat right away."

The crazy monk stopped laughing, and his eyes, which always liked to look at people stupidly, suddenly became indescribably clear and cold, and after a long time, he said slowly: "You read right, the corner of the room and the back of the door are indeed Someone is hiding, but they will never come out." Fu Hongxue said, "You don't believe that I can kill you?" The crazy monk said: "I believe it." Fu Hongxue said, "You don't care?" The mad monk said: "I also care about it. It's a pity that they don't care; killing and bleeding are commonplace for them. Even if you chop me into meat paste, I guarantee they won't frown."

Fu Hongxue closed his mouth. He knew he was telling the truth, because he had seen a face out of the window, and he had also seen the scar and grin on this face. The person hiding in the corner is none other than Gongsun Tu. The crazy monk said indifferently: "You should know this person very well. Even if you chop his own son into meat paste, I'm afraid he will never frown." Fu Hongxue couldn't deny it. The crazy monk said: "Now I just want to understand one thing." Fu Hongxue said, "Say it." The crazy monk said: "If they chop Zhuo Yuzhen and Du Shiqi into meat paste, don't you care?"

Fu Hongxue clenched his hands tightly, but his heart sank. Gongsun Tu laughed suddenly, and said, "Okay, good question! I can also guarantee that if Fu Hongxue hurts a single hair of your hair, I will immediately cut the throats of these two people." Fu Hongxue's pale face was distorted with anger and pain. The crazy monk said: "Do you believe what he said?" Fu Hongxue said: "I believe it, and I also care about it. I want them to live well, but I don't know what you want?" The crazy monk said: "Whatever we want, what will you give?" Fu Hongxue nodded, and said, "As long as they can live, as long as I have it." The crazy monk laughed again, and said, "I just want you to take off your clothes, completely naked." Fu Hongxue's pale face suddenly turned red, and every vein in his body protruded.He would rather die than accept this humiliation.However, he couldn't refuse to resist. The crazy monk said: "I want you to take off now, take off." Fu Hongxue raised his hand. But these hands didn't untie his clothes, but pulled out his knife! The light of the knife is like lightning. His body seemed to be faster than the light of the knife. In a flash of the knife, he had already slipped into the wooden house and stabbed the knife into the wooden door. There was a scream from behind the door, and a person fell down. It was Yang Wuji who said "If you want to kill someone, there is no taboo". He has only one hand left. He had no idea that a knife would go through the door and plunge into his chest. He looked at Fu Hongxue in surprise, as if to say, "You just killed me like this?" Fu Hongxue gave him a cold look, as if saying, "If you want to kill someone, there are no taboos. I learned this from you." They didn't say these words, because Yang Wuji didn't even say a word, his breathing stopped. Fu Hongxue only glanced at him, and when he was looking at him, the blade had turned to Gongsuntu. Gongsun Tu turned over in the air and jumped out of the window. He actually avoided the knife. Because Fu Hongxue's knife was not intended to hurt anyone, but to protect Zhuo Yuzhen. The knife flashed, and the knife was sheathed. Gongsun Tu stood far away by the bamboo fence, sweat dripping down his scarred face. Zhuo Yuzhen put down the bowl and chopsticks, and tears immediately fell down like pearls.Du Shiqi looked at her with a strange expression in his eyes. The crazy monk sighed, and said: "Okay, what a powerful man, what a fast knife!" Although Fu Hongxue had no expression on his face, his heart was still beating non-stop. He was not absolutely sure of the success of the blow just now, but almost all the trump cards were in the hands of others, so he had no choice but to take the risk and make a last desperate move. Gongsun Tu suddenly sneered, and said, "Although you bet accurately on this bet, you still haven't won this round." Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Gongsun Tu said: "Because the last big card is still in my hands." —What deck does he have? Gongsun Tu said: "Actually, you should have figured it out yourself. If there is no one to lead the way, how would we find this place?" Fu Hongxue's hand clenched again. Who was the one who betrayed him? Hearing a sudden exclamation, Du Shiqi made a sudden move, twisted Zhuo Yuzhen's arm, hugged her, and blocked her in front of him. Fu Hongxue turned around suddenly: "It's you!" Du Shiqi looked at him with a strange expression in his eyes, as if he wanted to speak but held back. Fu Hongxue said: "You are a bloody man, how could you do such a thing?" Du Shiqi finally couldn't hold back and said, "You..." He only said one word, his eyes suddenly protruded, and blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth at the same time. Zhuo Yuzhen punched him with an elbow, and he fell down. Between the waist and ribs, there was a sharp knife sticking out, and the blade was a foot long, reaching to the handle.His face was distorted, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching, as if he was still saying: "I was wrong, I was wrong..." ——As long as you are human, you will inevitably make mistakes, no matter what kind of person you are. As soon as Zhuo Yuzhen let go of the handle of the knife, she immediately backed away, and suddenly turned around and hugged Fu Hongxue forcefully, shouting, "I killed someone...I killed someone!" To her, killing someone seemed more terrifying than being killed. She's apparently still killing for the first time. Fu Hongxue also had this kind of experience. He even vomited bitterness when he killed someone for the first time. He knows the feeling. It is not easy to forget this feeling. But people still continue to kill, and only people can kill, because some people must force people to kill. This kind of thing sometimes becomes like a plague, no one can avoid it, because if you don't kill him, he will kill you. ——The slain is resting in peace, but the murderer is suffering. Isn't this also a tragedy full of irony? Everything returned to calm. It's so peaceful. The blood is no longer shed, the enemy is far away, the earth is dark, and no sound can be heard. Not even the cry of a child could be heard. "Where's the child?" Fu Hongxue's whole body suddenly turned cold: "Has the child fallen into their hands?" Instead, Zhuo Yuzhen held back her grief and comforted him: "Nothing will happen to the children, they don't want children." Fu Hongxue immediately asked, "What do they want?" Zhuo Yuzhen hesitated: "What they want is..." Fu Hongxue said, "Is it Peacock Ling?" Zhuo Yuzhen could only admit: "They thought that Qiu Shuiqing had given Peacock Ling to me, and as long as I was willing to give Peacock Ling to them, they would return the child to me." Her tears flowed again: "But I don't have peacock feathers, I haven't even seen that ghost." Fu Hongxue's hands were so cold, terribly cold. Zhuo Yuzhen held his hand tightly, and said sadly: "I didn't want to tell you about this. I know that there is no one in this world who can take my child back for me." Fu Hongxue said, "That's my child too." Zhuo Yuzhen said: "But you don't have peacock feathers, even if you can kill them, you still won't return my children." Fu Hongxue closed his mouth. He couldn't help but admit that he couldn't solve this matter, and it was like a knife was stirring in his heart. Zhuo Yuzhen comforted him again: "They won't hurt the children for now, but you..." She caressed Fu Hongxue's pale face, "You are already too tired and injured, you must have a good rest and find a way to temporarily forget all these troublesome things." Fu Hongxue didn't speak, didn't move. He seemed completely numb, because he had no peacock feathers, and he couldn't save his child. He brought them into the world with his own hands, but now he can only watch them suffer and die. Of course Zhuo Yuzhen could see his pain, she pulled him to the bed and lay down on the bed with tears, pressed his shoulders, and said softly: "Now you must try to relax yourself, don't think about anything, let me Heal your wounds first." She stroked his face lightly again, and then pressed his seven acupuncture points heavily. No one could have imagined this change.Even if everyone in the world could think of it, Fu Hongxue would definitely not be able to think of it. He looked at her in surprise.But his astonishment was far less intense than his pain. ——When you are treating a person wholeheartedly, but this person betrays you, who can imagine the pain. Zhuo Yuzhen smiled, a gentle and sweet smile. "You look like you are suffering. Is your wound hurting, or is your heart hurting?" She smiled more happily: "No matter where you hurt, it will be gone soon." Because the dead don't feel pain. She smiled and asked: "I thought that Peacock Ling was with you, but now it seems that I was wrong, so I will kill you soon, and by then, you will have no worries and pains." .” Fu Hongxue's lips were so dry that he couldn't even utter a single word. Zhuo Yuzhen said: "I know you must want to ask me why I did this to you, but I just won't tell you." She looked at his knife: "You said that no one can touch your knife, but now I want to touch it." She reached for his knife: "not only to move, but also to kill you with this knife." Her hand was only an inch away from his knife. Fu Hongxue suddenly said, "You'd better not move!" Zhuo Yuzhen said, "Why?" Fu Hongxue said, "Because I still don't want to kill you." Zhuo Yuzhen laughed loudly and said, "I just want to move, I want to see how you can kill me?" She finally touched his knife! His knife suddenly flipped up and hit the back of her hand, the black scabbard was like a red-hot iron. Immediately there were red marks on the back of her hand, and the pain was so painful that she almost shed tears, but her panic was stronger than the pain. She has clearly tapped seven important acupuncture points of his, and her shots are always extremely accurate. Fu Hongxue said: "Unfortunately, there is one thing that you will never think of." Zhuo Yuzhen held back and asked, "What's the matter?" Fu Hongxue said: "Every acupuncture point in my whole body has been moved by an inch." Zhuo Yuzhen was stunned. There was absolutely no negligence or mistake in her plan, nor was there any mistake in her acupuncture technique. It was Fu Hongxue who was wrong in the first place, and she never dreamed that his acupuncture points were also wrong; this one-inch error actually caused her entire plan to collapse completely. She was annoyed and remorseful, complaining about others, but forgot to think about how the gap of one inch came about. ——Twenty years of hard training, inexhaustible blood and sweat, perseverance and determination, and patience with gritted teeth. ——This one-inch gap was achieved in this way, and there is no fluke in the world. She didn't think about these things, she only thought about one thing - after one failure, she would never have a second chance. She has also completely broken down. Fu Hongxue had already stood up, looked at her coldly, and suddenly said, "I know you were injured too." Zhuo Yuzhen said, "You know?" Fu Hongxue said: "Your injury is under the ribs, between the first and third ribs, the incision is four inches long and seven inches deep." Zhuo Yuzhen said, "How did you know?" Fu Hongxue said, "Because it's my knife." ——Tianlong Ancient Temple, outside the main hall, blood dripping from the blade. Fu Hongxue said: "It was you who plotted against me at the same time as Gongsuntu outside the main hall that day." Zhuo Yuzhen unexpectedly calmed down and said, "That's right, it's me." Fu Hongxue said: "Your swordsmanship is very good." Zhuo Yuzhen said, "It's okay." Fu Hongxue said, "When I arrived at Tianlong Ancient Temple, you immediately followed me." Zhuo Yuzhen said: "You are not walking fast." Fu Hongxue said: "Gongsuntu and the others were able to find this place, of course it wasn't because of Du Shiqi's tip-off." Zhuo Yuzhen said: "Of course it's not him, it's me." Fu Hongxue said, "That's why you killed him to silence him." Zhuo Yuzhen said: "Of course I can't let him reveal my secret." Fu Hongxue said: "They were able to find Ming Yuexin, of course it was because of you." Zhuo Yuzhen said: "If it wasn't for me, how would they know that Ming Yuexin had returned to the basement of Peacock Villa?" Fu Hongxue said, "You admit all these things?" Zhuo Yuzhen said, "Why don't I admit it?" Fu Hongxue said, "Why did you do these things?" Zhuo Yuzhen suddenly took out a bead flower from her body, which fell out of the arms of the dying "index finger" Zhao Ping in the basement of Peacock Villa that day. She looked at the bead flower and said, "You must still remember where it came from." Fu Hongxue remembered. Zhuo Yuzhen said: "That day I didn't want anything but this pearl flower, you must think that I am like other women who forget everything when they see jewels." Fu Hongxue said, "Aren't you?" Zhuo Yuzhen said: "I asked for this pearl flower first, just because I was afraid that you would see the peacock mark on it." Fu Hongxue said, "Peacock?" Zhuo Yuzhen said: "This bead flower is Qiu Shuiqing's gift to Zhuo Yuzhen, and she will carry it with her until she dies." Fu Hongxue said, "Zhuo Yuzhen is dead?" Zhuo Yuzhen said coldly: "If she didn't die, how did this bead flower get into Zhao Ping's hands?" Fu Hongxue fell silent suddenly, because he had to control himself. After a long time, he exhaled lightly and said, "You are not Zhuo Yuzhen, who are you?" She laughed again, with a sly and cruel smile: "Who am I, you ask? Have you forgotten that I am your wife?" Fu Hongxue's hands were cold. "I married you, although it was only because I wanted to be a burden to you, hold you back, exhaust you to death, and make you have to fight people desperately to save me anytime and anywhere, but no one can deny that I I'm finally married to you." "..." "I killed Ming Yuexin, I killed Yan Nanfei, I killed Du Shiqi, and I wanted to kill you, but I am your wife." She laughed more cruelly, "I just want you to remember this , if you want to kill me, come and do it now!" Fu Hongxue rushed out suddenly, and rushed into the darkness without looking back. He can't go back. Dark, hopelessly dark. Fu Hongxue ran wildly.He couldn't stop, because if he stopped, he would fall down. He didn't think about anything because he couldn't think. ——The Peacock Villa was destroyed, and Qiu Shuiqing had no complaints. He only asked him to do one thing, and only asked him to preserve the last bit of blood for the Qiu family. ——But Zhuo Yuzhen is also dead now. ——"She" knew that there was a peacock mark on the pearl flower, and "she" was of course one of the murderers. ——He took care of her wholeheartedly, protected her, and even married her as his wife. ——If it wasn't for her, how could Ming Yuexin die? ——If it wasn't for protecting her, how could Yan Nanfei die? ——He always thought that what he did was completely correct, and now he knew how terrible what he did was. But it is too late now, unless there is a miracle, the dead will never be resurrected. He never believed in miracles. So what could he do now but run like a wild dog in the dark? So what if you kill "her"? He didn't dare to think about these things, and he couldn't think about them. His mind was gradually becoming chaotic, a kind of chaos that was almost close to madness. When he ran to exhaustion, he fell, and when he fell, he began to convulse and convulse. The invisible whip began to whip him again and again; now not only the gods and demons in the sky and the earth will punish him and make him suffer, but he himself will punish himself. At least he can do this. There was silence in the cabin. Someone seemed to be talking outside the door, but the voice sounded far away, everything seemed vague and far away, even himself seemed far away, but he was clearly here, in this narrow, stuffy, vulgar place. in the hut. What exactly is this place? Whose house is this? He only remembered that he seemed to rush through a narrow door before falling down. He seems to have been here, but his memory is also very vague, very far away. The voices outside the door suddenly became louder.It was a man and a woman talking. "Don't forget that we are old friends, how can you shut me down?" It was a man's voice. "I said, I can't do it today, please come back another day!" Although the woman was begging, her tone was very firm. "Why not today?" "Because... because today I have my period." "Fart your mother." The man suddenly became furious, "Even if you really have your period, you still have to take off your pants and let me see." Men usually have a big temper when their desires cannot be vented. "Aren't you afraid of bad luck?" "I'm not afraid! I'm rich, so I'm not afraid of anything! Here's five qian, you might as well take it first and then take off your pants." Can five coins solve desires? Five coins can insult a woman? What kind of place is this place?What kind of world is this world? Fu Hongxue's whole body was icy cold, as if he had suddenly sunk into cold water, to the bottom. He finally remembered what this place was.He finally saw the small altar on the bedside, and finally remembered the woman wearing jasmine. —how did he come here?Is it because she said that sentence: "I'm waiting for you!" —Is it because now he has become like her, and there is no other way to go? ——Is it because his desire has been suppressed for too long, but here he can get vent? Only he can answer this question, but the answer is hidden in a very secret place deep in his heart, and perhaps no one will be able to discover it forever. Maybe not even himself.He didn't think about it anymore, because at this moment, a big drunk man broke in. "Ha, I knew that there was a wild man hiding in your room, and I caught him." He stretched out his palm-like hands, as if he wanted to grab Fu Hongxue from the bed, but what he grabbed was the woman wearing the jasmine flower. She had rushed up, stood in front of the bed, and said loudly: "You are not allowed to touch him, he is sick." The big man laughed loudly: "You have such a hard time finding a man, why did you find a sick man?" The woman wearing jasmine gritted her teeth: "If you really want, I can go with you to another place. I don't even want your five renminbi. This time I will be free." The big man looked at her, as if he was very strange: "You always pay first before goods, why is it free this time?" She said loudly, "Because I'm happy." The big man was furious again: "Why should I judge whether you are happy or not? You are happy, but I am not happy." With a strong hand, he picked her up like an eagle catching a chicken. She didn't fight back.Because she can neither resist nor resist.She has long been used to insults from men. Fu Hongxue finally stood up and said, "Let her go." The big man looked at him in surprise: "Is it you talking?" Fu Hongxue nodded. The big man said: "It's you, a sick ghost, who told me to let her go?" Fu Hongxue nodded again. The big man said: "I just won't let her go, so what can you do?" He suddenly saw a knife in Fu Hongxue's hand: "My boy, you still have a knife, don't you dare to kill me with one knife?" — Killing, killing again! ——Why do people have to force people to kill? Fu Hongxue sat down silently, only feeling his stomach constricting, and almost couldn't help vomiting. The big man laughed.He is tall and strong, with his arms protruding, and with a slight movement, he threw the woman wearing Molly onto the bed, and then grabbed Fu Hongxue's skirt, and laughed loudly: "You are the only sick ghost!" Want to be a whore's bodyguard? I want to see how many bones you have!" The woman wearing jasmine curled up on the bed, exclaiming loudly. The big man was ready to pick up Fu Hongxue and throw him outside the door. With a "bang", a person fell heavily outside the door, but it was not Fu Hongxue, but this big man who was about to throw someone. He got up, rushed over again, and punched Fu Hongxue hard in the face. Fu Hongxue didn't move. But the big man held his hands together, bent over, broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and rushed out yelling. Fu Hongxue closed his eyes. The woman wearing jasmine stared wide-eyed, looking at him in surprise, both surprised and admired. Fu Hongxue stood up slowly, and walked out slowly, his clothes were drenched with cold sweat. —Patience is not an easy thing. —Patience is pain, a pain few understand. The sunlight outside the door was dazzling, and his face seemed to become transparent under the sunlight. What could a man like him do in this fresh and bright sunshine?Where can I go? He suddenly felt an indescribable fear in his heart.What he is afraid of is not others, but himself. He is also afraid of the sun, because he dare not face the bright sunshine, and also dare not face himself. He fell down again.