Chapter 29 Twenty-ninth Rejuvenation

But now she is only thinking about one thing - can Xiao Shishilang save Shen Bijun? She tried desperately to jump up and find them again. She didn't jump up, all the muscles in her body seemed to be twitched by an invisible ghost hand. The lights dimmed, and then it was dark. It was cold and dark. Suddenly there was another pair of shining eyes in the darkness, and one pair of eyes suddenly turned into countless pairs. Countless pairs of eyes belong to Xiao Shishilang alone. She doesn't want to die. But even at the last moment, she was not praying for her life. She only prayed to God that Xiao Shishilang could find Shen Bijun and rescue Shen Bijun.

Because she knew how intense and far-reaching Xiao Shishilang's pain would be if Shen Bijun died. She would rather die than let Xiao Shishilang bear that kind of pain. Xiao Shishilang, Xiao Shishilang, when will you wait until you understand Feng Siniang's feelings for you? Do you have to wait until she dies? Its daybreak. ——No matter how long the night is, the day will always be bright. The sun rose, and the lake was shimmering with golden light. However, there is no light in Xiao Shishilang's eyes. If you see his eyes now, you will not believe that he is Xiao Shishilang.

It becomes like this only when one's heart is dead. His eyes had become almost death-gray, even more terrible than his face. The first thing Feng Siniang saw was these eyes. Feng Siniang is not dead. When she woke up, her body was warm and dry, but her heart was colder than in the lake. Because she saw Xiao Shishilang's eyes. Because she didn't see Shen Bijun. There is no third person on the boat tower—could it be that even Bingbing has quietly left? The remnants of last night's wine are still on the table, and an overturned chair has not been lifted up. This gorgeous and elegant building boat looks indescribably empty and messy in the daytime sunlight.

——Where is Shen Bijun? —Has he not found her? —Has she disappeared in the icy mist, in the icy lake? Feng Siniang didn't dare to ask. Seeing the hopeless sadness in Xiao Shishilang's eyes, she didn't have to ask. ——I am still alive, but Shen Bijun is dead? ——He rescued me, but lost Shen Bijun forever? Feng Siniang didn't move, she didn't speak, but her heart was broken into countless pieces. Her pain was not entirely because of Shen Bijun's death, but because of Xiao Shishilang. She deeply understood the pain and sorrow in his heart, and this kind of grief, except for her, perhaps no one else could imagine.

Xiao Shishilang was sitting by the cabin door, staring at the railing outside the door and the lake outside the railing. The water waves of West Lake are still so beautiful. What about Shen Bijun? Why would such a beautiful lake do such cruel and merciless things? Xiao Shishilang didn't move or speak. His clothes have been dried by the autumn wind blowing from the distant mountains, and his tears have also dried up. The spring silkworm has spun out all its silk, and the wax torch has turned to ashes. The sun is brighter. Under such a bright sunshine, why is there so much sadness and misfortune in the world?

Feng Siniang stood up slowly, walked over slowly, and sat beside him. Xiao Shishilang didn't look back or look at her. Feng Siniang poured a glass of wine and handed it over. Xiao Shishilang didn't refuse, nor did he reach out to pick it up. Seeing his empty eyes, seeing his empty face, Feng Siniang could hardly bear to hold him in her arms, and comfort him with all the methods she knew. She didn't do that. Because she knew that at this moment, all comforts to him were nothing but irony. Nothing in the world could comfort him, but anything could hurt him. Only she can understand this feeling.

The sun keeps rising, the water waves keep flowing... There are bursts of singing and laughter in the wind from time to time. Now is a good time to swim in the lake, even the wind is cool and gentle. Sweat was already streaming down Xiao Shishilang's forehead. Cold sweat! Only when I feel fear in my heart will I break into a cold sweat. She also understood his fear. Life is not as short as people think, there are so many days in a year, so many years in a lifetime, how can he survive the emptiness, loneliness, solitude, and long years? Feng Siniang bit her lips hard, held back her tears, raised her head, only to find that the sun was already westward.

The most precious time of the day is over. From now on, the wind will only get colder and the sun will only get dimmer. They just sat in silence for several hours without knowing it. This period of time did not pass quickly. No one can imagine how they survived. Feng Siniang felt that her whole body was numb from sitting, but she still didn't move. Her lips were chapped, and the wine glass was in her hand, but she didn't even take a sip. Another gust of autumn wind blew by, and Xiao Shishilang suddenly said, "Can you talk?" Although his voice was low, Feng Siniang was taken aback.

She didn't expect him to speak suddenly, and she didn't know what she should say? At this moment, what can she say? Xiao Shishilang's empty eyes still stayed in the distance, and he murmured: "Whatever you say, as long as you say it... it's best to keep talking." They had been silent for so long that it was maddening. ——Shen Bijun? This was the question Feng Siniang wanted to ask the most, but she didn't dare to ask. She raised the wine glass, wanting to drink the wine in the glass, but slowly put down the wine glass. Xiao Shishilang said: "You should have a lot to say, why didn't you say it?"

Feng Siniang finally exhaled lightly, and murmured: "I...I was thinking..." Xiao Shishilang said: "What do you think?" Feng Siniang said: "I was going to find Bingbing." Xiao Shishilang said, "You don't have to look for it." Feng Siniang said: "No need?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Because she left too, when I came back, she had already left." There was still no expression on his face, but his eyes kept beating. Although he has used all his strength to control himself, there are many things even in himself that are beyond his control.

——Bingbing really left too. ——No matter what, Xiaoyaohou is always her flesh and blood. ——Since he is not dead, he will definitely come again. ——Since he will definitely come, doesn't she also have to come? ——Shen Bijun has already left, why can't she leave? Feng Siniang held her hands tightly, her nails piercing into the flesh. She suddenly hated Shen Bijun very much. Now it seems that the most important moment in Xiao Shishilang's life is approaching. At that moment, his life and honor will be subjected to the most terrible test and judgment. Either life or death. If you don't live with honor, you have to die in humiliation. This was the time when he needed comfort and encouragement the most, but she actually left. She left, although it was also because of love. Although she loves very sincerely and deeply, her love is a bit too selfish. For Feng Siniang, love is not only a kind of dedication, but also a kind of sacrifice, a complete and complete sacrifice. To sacrifice requires the courage to endure pain and humiliation. If she were Shen Bijun, even if she knew she would face all the pain and humiliation, she would never die. She will never escape with "death". Xiao Shishilang said: "You didn't expect Bingbing to leave?" Feng Siniang said: "I..." Xiao Shishilang interrupted her and said, "No matter what you think, you are wrong." Feng Siniang said: "But..." Xiao Shishilang said: "Because you don't know her well, you can never think why she left." He wanted Feng Siniang to talk, but kept interrupting her. When he wanted Feng Siniang to talk, maybe it was the time when he wanted to talk. Isn't human psychology always full of such sad and ridiculous contradictions? Feng Siniang could only listen to him. Sure enough, Xiao Shishilang continued: "A long time ago, she told me that when she was about to die, she would slip away quietly, neither telling me nor letting me know." The corners of his eyes were twitching again : "Because she doesn't want me to watch her die, she would rather die secretly by herself than let me watch her suffer." Feng Siniang said sadly: "I should have thought of it, I know she is a stubborn and competitive girl, and I also know her illness." Xiao Shishilang said: "But you must have thought wrong just now, it is not easy to really understand a person." Is there another meaning in this sentence? Is he regretting that he never really got to know Shen Bijun? Feng Siniang didn't let him think about it any longer, and immediately asked again: "Has she been seriously ill recently?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Because her illness is getting worse and worse, she can no longer follow me to wander around, so we will stay here." Feng Siniang said: "You deliberately invited all the heroes from this area, just to let her see if there are Tianzong's subordinates among them?" Xiao Shishilang nodded slowly, and after a long time, he said slowly: "I also hope that you will find this place after hearing about me, but I didn't expect..." ——He never expected that they would make a big mistake that could never be made up. He didn't say this sentence, and Feng Siniang didn't let him say it. She had changed the subject and said, "Do you really think that blind man is Xiaoyaohou?" Xiao Shishilang said: "At least it's very possible." Feng Siniang said: "Is he the one who keeps the dog? Is he the one who dated Lian Chengbi?" Xiao Shishilang said: "I hope it's him." Feng Siniang said: "Why?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Because the account that should be settled will always be settled sooner or later. Wouldn't it be better to settle it once?" ——Can this account be settled at once? ——There are so many entanglements, love and hatred, how can one time be counted? —perhaps there is only one way to figure it out. ——When a man dies, he owes nothing to others, and others owe him nothing. Feng Siniang looked at him, and suddenly realized that she was also in a cold sweat, because she suddenly felt the same fear as Xiao Shi-Lang. life is beautiful. Flowers in spring, trees in autumn, sunshine in the morning, moonlight in the evening, singing in the wind, walking in the rain... All of this is beautiful. But when there is no one else to share these things with, it just makes you feel lonelier and more miserable. What method should be used to cheer Xiao Shishilang up? Xiao Shishilang suddenly said: "Tonight is not yet fifteen, we can still get drunk." Feng Siniang said: "Do you want to get drunk?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Will you accompany me?" Feng Siniang stood up and said, "I'll go find some wine." There is wine downstairs, but no one is there. All the people have left, even the crew and the captain of the Shuiyuelou boat have left. The boat was in the middle of the lake, and there were only the two of them left on the boat, and this place had become their world. But why is this world so cruel? Being able to be alone with Xiao Shishilang is Feng Siniang's greatest wish and greatest happiness. But now, there is a fear in her heart that makes her toes cold. Have all men turned their backs on them?Do they have only enemies and no friends? There are not many people who can help them. Feng Siniang exhaled lightly, raised her spirits, and found the oldest wine in the vat. — No matter what, we are still together. —Even if we die, we will die together anyway. So she strode upstairs. Another day passed, another night. The wine mug was placed on the table, and Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang sat face to face. Although the two of them never mentioned Shen Bijun again, they both had a shadow in their hearts that they couldn't erase or forget. This shadow is like an invisible high wall, separating the two of them. Feng Siniang only felt that the distance between herself and Xiao Shishilang seemed to be even further away than when they first met. Xiao Shishilang suddenly said: "It seems like we have known each other for more than ten years." Feng Siniang said: "Sixteen years." Her mouth was bitter, but her heart was also bitter—sixteen years, how many sixteen years are there in her life? Xiao Shishilang said: "Over the years, although we haven't met many times, I know that you understand me better than anyone else." Feng Siniang nodded silently. Xiao Shishilang said: "So you should forgive me." Feng Siniang said: "Forgive you?" Xiao Shishilang said: "I have done too many wrong things in my life, and I shouldn't be forgiven." Feng Siniang said: "Everyone inevitably makes mistakes." Xiao Shishilang said: "Whoever does something wrong will have to pay the price." Feng Siniang clenched her hand tightly and said, "What price do you want to pay? Death?" Xiao Shishilang was silent, and after a long time, he said slowly: "What joy is there in life? What fear is there in death?" Feng Siniang interrupted him and said: "So you want to die, so you want me to forgive you, because you also know that if you die, you will be even more sorry for me." Xiao Shishilang also clenched his hand tightly, and said sadly: "If I don't die, how can I be worthy of her?" He didn't let Feng Siniang speak, and then said: "If there is no such a person as me in this world , she——will live happily ever after, but now..." Feng Siniang stood up suddenly, and said: "There is still wine down there, I'll go find another tank, I still want to drink." She didn't really want to get drunk, but she just didn't want to hear what he said, she was just a woman after all. The lights downstairs had long since gone out, and the stairs were narrow and dark. As she walked down step by step, she felt that her heart was drifting, and her whole body seemed to be empty. The moonlight came in from the window, the moonlight was so gentle, she walked downstairs, raised her head, and suddenly found a person sitting motionless in the darkness. "who?" The person in the darkness neither moved nor spoke. Feng Siniang didn't ask any more questions, she had already seen this person clearly - a worn-out blue cloth gown and a plain white cloth mask. The mysterious man in Tsing Yi came again, and of course it was definitely not Shi Qiushan who came this time. Feng Siniang said: "Who are you?" The man in Tsing Yi still didn't move, didn't speak, in the dark, he looked like a ghost who died in vain, and came back to demand his life. Feng Siniang took a long breath, and said with a sneer, "It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, since you are here again this time, you have to let me see your face, otherwise, even if you are a ghost, you will never be able to escape." Her eyes were shining, she was almost drunk. When Feng Siniang was almost drunk, if she wanted to do something, all the people and ghosts in the sky and the earth would never be able to stop her. She rushed over suddenly and lifted the man's mask. The man still didn't move, and the moonlight happened to shine on his face. Feng Siniang was stunned, and let out a long breath, saying: "Lian Chengbi, it really is you." Lian Chengbi's pale face was bloodless, but his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had shed tears. Feng Siniang sneered and said, "Mr. Wugou who has always been pretentious, when did he become afraid to see people?" Lian Chengbi looked at her coldly, her face still seemed to be wearing a mask. This expressionless expression is sometimes the saddest expression. ——Aren’t he and Shen Bijun the young heroes that everyone admires? ——If Xiao Shishilang didn't exist in this world, wouldn't he be able to live happily? Thinking of what happened to him, Feng Siniang's heart softened again, and she couldn't help sighing: "If you want to have a drink too, you might as well come with me, do you remember that we had a drink together before?" ? The three of us." Of course Lian Chengbi remembered, those things were never forgotten by anyone. He looked at Feng Siniang, and couldn't help sighing a long time, just as he was sighing, Feng Siniang suddenly saw a hand stretched out. A very white and delicate hand with a slender wrist and soft fingers. But when Feng Siniang saw this hand, her heart sank, she already recognized whose hand it was. Right here, this slender and soft white hand has already twisted her arm like lightning. Only one person behind her said with a smile: "Do you remember that we drank together before, only the two of us." His laughter is also very gentle, but his hands have become like iron handcuffs. Hua Ruyu, Feng Siniang didn't need to look back to know that this person must be Hua Ruyu. She would rather be entangled by a poisonous snake than let this man touch a finger of her. Hua Ruyu's other hand hugged her waist again, and said with a smile: "Do you remember that we still drank candle wine in the bridal chamber?" Feng Siniang didn't speak, she wanted to yell, vomit, and kick this man to death, but unfortunately she could only stand obediently. She couldn't move her whole body, and her whole body was completely cold. Fortunately, she had already seen Xiao Shishilang at this time. Xiao Shishilang was standing on the stairs, his face was even paler than Lian Chengbi, and he said coldly, "Let her go!" Hua Ruyu blinked her eyes and asked deliberately: "Who are you to her? Why do you want me to let her go?" Xiao Shishilang said: "Let her go!" Hua Ruyu said: "Do you know who I am to her? Do you know that we have worshiped heaven and earth and entered the bridal chamber?" Xiao Shishilang's hand clenched the handle of the knife. The knife is a deer-cutting knife, and the hand is Xiao Shishilang's. No matter who sees this hand holding the knife, they will never laugh again. Hua Ruyu laughed, and laughed happily, and said: "I recognize this knife, it is a knife for killing people." Xiao Shishilang didn't deny it. Hua Ruyu smiled again: "It's a pity that if this knife is unsheathed, the first one to die will definitely not be me, it will be her!" Xiao Shishilang's hand clenched even tighter, but he couldn't pull out the knife. He knew what Hua Ruyu said was not a lie. Hua Ruyu said leisurely: "I can also guarantee that the second person to die is definitely not me, but you!" Xiao Shishilang said, "Oh?" Hua Ruyu said: "So even if you want to exchange your life for hers, I will not agree, because you are already dead." Xiao Shishilang's pupils were shrinking, and he had already noticed that two people appeared in the darkness, holding three gleaming outer weapons in their hands. A sickle with a long hook and a pair of maces made of sterling silver. One of these two weapons is soft, the other is extremely strong, and there are not many people in the world who can use them. Anyone who can use this kind of weapon is undoubtedly a first-class master. Xiao Shishilang's heart was also sinking. He knew that he really had no way to save Feng Siniang. Feng Siniang said loudly: "I don't need you to accompany me to die, since I'm already dead, why don't you go quickly?" Xiao Shishilang looked at her with a strange expression in his eyes, maybe it was anger?Is it nostalgia?Still sad. Hua Ruyu smiled again: "You shouldn't have asked him to go." Feng Siniang said: "Why?" Hua Ruyu said: "Because you should know that there is only Xiao Shishilang who has his head cut off in this world, and there is absolutely no Xiao Shishilang who escaped." Feng Siniang gritted her teeth and said, "Then you'd better kill me quickly." Hua Ruyu said: "You don't want to watch him die?" Feng Siniang said bitterly: "I just don't want to see him die at the hands of a despicable and shameless villain like you." Hua Ruyu laughed again, and said, "If I insist on you watching him die, what can you do?" He waved his hand, and the cold light of the mace and the hooked sickle began to flicker. Xiao Shishilang's saber was not out of its sheath yet. Hua Ruyu smiled and said: "I will never let you die first, because as long as you live, he will never dare to draw out his knife." He smiled, turned to Xiao Shishilang and said: "Because as long as your Once the knife is out of the scabbard, you'll have to watch her die, a terrible death, I promise." No one else in the world can match Xiao Shishilang's speed in drawing his saber, but now, he only feels that the saber in his hand is heavier than Mount Tai. Lian Chengbi kept looking at him coldly, and suddenly said: "Untie your knife, and I will let her go." Xiao Shishilang didn't even ask a word, and without thinking about it, he untied his saber. This knife is a deer-cutting knife, which he bought with his life, blood and tears. But now he casually threw the knife on the ground. As long as he can save Feng Siniang, he can even drop his head, let alone a knife? Hua Ruyu laughed suddenly, and said: "Now she is dead, and you are dead too." The deer cutting knife is a sharp knife that cuts people like grass. Xiao Shishilang's hand is as fast as lightning. There is absolutely no knife in the world that is as sharp as a deer-cutting knife. There is absolutely no one in the world who can use such a terrifying sword technique as Xiao Shishilang. Although he couldn't draw the sword, he didn't dare to draw it, but as long as the sword was still in his hand, no one would dare to act rashly. Now this knife has been casually thrown on the ground by him. Looking at the knife, Feng Siniang already shed tears. It wasn't until now that she really understood that Xiao Shishilang also sacrificed everything for her. He could die for Shen Bijun, or for her. His feelings for them, although different on the surface, were actually burning like a flame. It was himself who was burned. She looked at Xiao Shishilang with tears in her eyes, her heart was sweet and bitter, joy and sorrow, and finally she couldn't help crying, saying: "You are such an idiot, an absolute idiot, why do you always do this for Anyone else do such a stupid thing?" Xiao Shishilang said lightly: "I'm not an idiot, you are Feng Siniang." These are just ten simple words, and who knows how many emotions and past events are contained in these ten words. Those sweet, bitter, painful, and happy past events... Feng Siniang's heart is broken. Lian Chengbi stood up slowly, walked over slowly, picked up the knife on the ground, and suddenly drew it like lightning. The way he draws the sword is surprisingly fast. With a flash of the knife, it was sheathed again, and the gold bottle on the table was sliced ​​into two pieces. Amber wine gushes out like blood. Lian Chengbi stroked the scabbard lightly, his eyes glowed, and he murmured: "Good knife, such a fast knife." Hua Ruyu's eyes were also shining, and said: "If the knife is not fast, how can it cut off Xiao Shishilang's head?" Isn't Xiao Shishilang now like a deer in the Central Plains, attracting heroes from all over the world to chase after him? ——A crowd of heroes competes for the deer, and only the winner gets the deer and cuts it off. Lian Chengbi looked up and sighed, "Unexpectedly, this knife finally came into my hands." Hua Ruyu smiled and said: "I have already figured it out, this power will always be yours sooner or later." Lian Chengbi suddenly said: "Let her go." The smile on Hua Ruyu's face immediately froze, and she said, "You...you really want me to let her go?" Lian Chengbi said coldly: "Don't you also regard me as a person who doesn't keep his word?" Hua Ruyu said: "But you..." Lian Chengbi said: "I have never regretted what I said, but I said that as long as he takes off the knife, I will let Feng Siniang go." Hua Ruyu's eyes lit up again, and she asked, "You didn't say that after you let her go, let her go." Lian Chengbi said lightly, "I don't." Hua Ruyu said: "You didn't say that you don't need to kill her with this knife." Lian Chengbi said: "Not at all." Hua Ruyu laughed again, let go of her hand with a big laugh, and said, "I'll let her go first, and then you kill her, so..." His laughter suddenly stopped. At this moment, the knife flashed, and an arm fell off bloody. The laughter suddenly turned into a scream. This arm is not Feng Siniang's, but his. Lian Chengbi said coldly, "I never said I wouldn't kill you." Hua Ruyu sternly said: "If you kill me, you will regret it." Before he could finish his sentence, the knife flashed again, and his men fell down. He never thought that Lian Chengbi would really kill him. No one can think of it. The moon is still the same, the night is still the same. The wind is already full of bloody smell - blood is the purest and most precious, why is there such a terrible smell? Feng Siniang only felt her stomach twitching non-stop, and she almost couldn't help vomiting. No matter how noble and beautiful a person is, if they die under the sword, they will all become humble and ugly. She never could bear to see dead people, but now she couldn't bear to. Because until now, she still can't believe that Hua Ruyu is really dead. Looking at the corpse crouched in a pool of blood, she could hardly believe that this person was Hua Ruyu, who was as cunning and vicious as a red snake. —It turned out that his blood was also red. ——It turned out that when the knife was cut on his neck, he would also die, and he died very quickly. Feng Siniang finally exhaled, and suddenly found that the heavy clothes were soaked in cold sweat.