Chapter 32 Thirty-first choice

They returned to Lhasa again, and the bright sunny sky, the throbbing life, and the beautiful and cheerful "blue sunshine" were waiting for them. Bu Ying handed Xiao Fang to her again. "Wherever he wants to go, you take him there!" Bu Ying ordered: "Whatever he wants, you give him!" Hearing what he said, thinking of Panchapa's cruel smile, it is easy to think of a condemned prisoner before his execution, no matter what request he will be granted. He told Xiao Fang this secret that no one would let anyone reveal, and in a way it was tantamount to pronouncing Xiao Fang's death sentence.

Xiao Fang didn't think so, he didn't seem to think about anything. "Sunshine" still smiled so happily and cheerfully, she didn't ask him where he was these few days?Just ask him: "What do you want? Where do you want me to accompany you?" Three days later, Xiao Fang finally answered her question. "I want ten thousand taels of silver." Xiao Fang said, "I want to go to a place where you can never accompany me." During these three days, they were together almost day and night, and she accompanied Xiao Fang to do all the things that other women would never do with a man.

She gambled with him, drank with him, and sometimes got drunk, and they even slept together. One day when Xiao Fang woke up, he found her sleeping beside him. She was far softer, more beautiful, and more womanly in her sleep than when she was awake: her figure was soft, her skin was white, and her scent was fragrant. The burning desire when he first woke up from a hangover made Xiao Fang almost unable to bear the desire to possess her. He held back, and he showered with cold water for nearly half an hour; there was still innocence between them. It's a pity that not only no one knows their innocence, but no one may believe it.

"Sunshine" doesn't care at all, no matter what others think of them, she doesn't care. This kind of thing is what a girl cares about most, unless she is ready to accept that man.Sunshine doesn't care, is it because she is ready to accept him? But three days later, Xiao Fang suddenly made this request, and asked her to promise: "You must never ask me where I am going, let alone follow me secretly, otherwise I might kill you!" How unreasonable this request was, and how outrageous what he said, even he himself thought that Sunshine would be angry.She is not angry.

She immediately agreed: "Go, I'll wait for you." The ten thousand taels of silver that Xiaofang asked for was of course intended for Duguchi. He never forgot his promise, and he returned to the bird house where the boy had taken him. The birdhouse is still there, and the cages under the eaves are still there, but the cages are empty. The flying birds in the cage had been chopped down to the ground, and each one was cut in half by a single sword. The blood on the ground was dry, and there was no sound in the room. Xiao Fang suddenly felt cold hands and feet. Did someone follow him here the last time he came?

He had always thought that his eyes and ears were extremely sensitive, and it would be difficult for anyone to follow him, but after Panchabana suddenly appeared before him in that desert night, his confidence was shaken. —Who has followed him here?Who beheaded these innocent birds with such vicious swordsmanship?Did Duguchi and the child also die by his sword? The old bird house, as soon as you walk up, the wooden boards will be "squeaked" by stepping on it. Xiao Fang went up and pushed open the door. There was no one in the room, and there was no corpse. There was only a picture, which seemed to be drawn with blood. It was painted on the wooden wall at the entrance. It showed a witch sucking a man's brain.

The appearance of the witch is Bowa. The man whose brains were being sucked by her was Xiao Fang. Only this picture, no other words. But Xiao Fang already fully understood its meaning, as if he suddenly returned to the gloomy temple, and to the murals in the vaulted grotto. He seemed to hear the child's voice again in his ears: "... If you break your oath, you will be like this person for the rest of your life, suffering the vicious torture of the Rakshasa ghost girl." Xiao Fang did not violate his oath, nor did he reveal anyone's secrets. But he didn't kill Beauva, either.

Duguchi must have found out that Bowa is not dead, and must have thought that Xiao Fang had betrayed him, so he immediately took the child and left the bird house.The assassinated bird and the pictures on the wall were all specially left by him for Xiao Fang to see, to let Xiao Fang know his hatred and resentment. ——He still has one hand, can hold a sword, and has the power to assassinate birds. He is already full of a terrifying potential that can never be predicted, not to mention that "hatred" itself is also a terrifying force! Now the first person he wants to kill is definitely not Bu Ying, but Xiao Fang!

Xiao Fang stood quietly in front of this mural for a long time, and slowly put the 10,000 taels of silver notes he brought on the ground. Then he strode out into the blue sky. Although the weather was still sunny, there was already a shadow in his heart that couldn't be dispelled. He knew that Duguchi would never let him go. From now on, in his life, he must be on guard against that fatal sword attack at all times. He knew from the first time he met Dugu Chi that one of them would die at the hands of the other sooner or later. Sure enough, "Sunshine" was still waiting for him. When he saw her, the first thing he said was, "Where is Bu Ying?" Xiao Fang said, "I'm going to see him! I'm going to see him now!"

In the spacious and clean wing room, with fresh and sufficient sunlight, everything is carefully selected, and there is neither excess nor lack of anything. The wine was sweet and mellow Persian wine, served in a transparent crystal glass, shining with amber light. Bu Ying poured a glass for Xiao Fang, took a sip slowly, drank half of the glass, and then asked: "Have you decided to leave?" "yes!" Xiao Fang's answer was still as simple and clear as when he answered other questions before, as if he didn't know that this question was much more serious than any question he had answered before.

Bu Ying didn't ask any more questions, nor did they say anything, neither of them spoke again. The white clouds in the distance are in the sky, the wind is in the treetops, and the snow-covered mountain tops are in the clear blue sky. Ordinary people are struggling for their lives, and extraordinary people are struggling for their lives. But these things are far away from them, and the room is as quiet as the heart of a dead man. Then twilight gradually came, as if in a flash, the night had suddenly enveloped the earth. There was a lamp in the room, but no one lit it. The two of them sat quietly in the darkness. There were stars and moons rising outside the window. Bu Ying didn't speak until the light of the stars and the moon shone through the window, "I know very well." You, what you have already decided, will never be changed." "I've already made up my mind." Xiao Fang looked surprisingly calm: "I have to go." Bu Ying didn't ask him "Why?" but suddenly asked: "Do you still remember that sentence that Ban Chapa said?" "I remember." Xiao Fang said: "He said that no one can reveal your secrets." "I believe you will never reveal other people's secrets, but he is different, he never trusts anyone." Bu Ying said: "He always thinks that only the dead can keep secrets." Xiao Fang clenched his hands tightly: "What about you?" Bu Ying didn't answer this question directly, but told Xiao Fang: "Some things, I can't decide." He continued slowly: "For example, if you want to leave, I can't keep you." Xiao Fang suddenly understood what Bu Ying meant, because he suddenly remembered the two words Bu Ying said. - Either a friend or an enemy. ——To deal with the enemy, there must be no mercy. Friends become enemies, hugs become fights, and blood flows like fine wine from golden goblets. Strangely, at this moment, Xiao Fang was not thinking of these things, not killing, not death, not destruction. At this moment, he suddenly thought of his hometown Jiangnan, the quiet and beautiful Jiangnan, the Jiangnan in the misty rain of apricot blossoms, the Jiangnan with many bridges, waters and melancholy amid the sound of soft oars. Bu Ying's voice also became as distant as Jianghu. "I knew you were going to leave a long time ago." Bu Ying said, "When you returned to Lhasa and didn't visit Bowa again, I already knew that you were determined to leave us, because you knew that you would never understand us, and you would never know us. There's no way to understand what we've done." He suddenly interrupted what he was saying, and suddenly asked Xiao Fang: "What are you thinking?" "Jiangnan." Xiao Fang said, "I'm thinking of Jiangnan." "Are you thinking about Jiangnan? At this moment, you are actually thinking about Jiangnan?" There was no sarcasm or surprise in Bu Ying's voice, only a touch of sadness: "You are not our kind at all, you are a poet, not a warrior, nor a swordsman, that's why you have to leave, because now you are still thinking about Jiangnan .” Xiao Fang raised his head and looked at him. "Now, what should I think? What should I think?" "You should think about Yan Zhenggang, Mr. Song, Zhu Yun, and what kind of people they are." "Why would I want them?" "Because they will never let you go." Bu Ying said: "If there is only one way to keep you in the world, they will definitely use that way to deal with you. If they think they must cut your throat to keep you , their knives will never fall elsewhere." "Are they all this kind of people?" "They all are." Bu Ying said: "Not only can they cut people's throats like mowing grass, but they can also wipe away the blood on the blades like water." Xiao Fang stared at him, and after a long time said slowly: "You should know that sometimes I will do the same." Suddenly, a "magic eye"-like cold light came in and out of Bu Ying's sharp eyes, and the crystal cup in his hand suddenly shattered, and he stood up suddenly and pushed open the window. "Do you see what that is?" Looking through the window, you can see a high flagpole, on which a lamp has been hung. "That's a lamp." Xiao Fang said. "Do you know what that means?" Xiao Fang didn't know. Bu Ying looked at the red light hanging high in the distance, and suddenly there was an unprecedented pain in his eyes. "That means that they also know that you are leaving, and they are ready to see you off." He suddenly stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers, and popped out a fragment of the crystal cup. The red light thirty feet away suddenly went out, and the cold light in Bu Ying's eyes also went out. "So now you can go." Without looking back at Xiao Fang, he just waved his hand: "You can go!"