The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 120: Plan begins, talk next month

late at night.

A figure sped through the wilderness in the darkness, moving quickly in one direction. Under the light silver light, the snow-white demon suddenly showed murderous intent.

"Be loyal to your kindness and be loyal to your master. Don't dare to be stained with blood. There is only death in your heart, and your love and life are all in vain."

The tone was slightly cold, and the blood-colored demonic energy stained the cold white moonlight. With endless murderous intent, the common swordsman's foot speed did not change, and he drew out the long sword from behind, and the sharp sword energy carved a path.

Unexpectedly, the bloody ones that were scattered regrouped and continued to trap the swordsman, but they were easily scattered each time and then gathered again.

The white-haired demon stood quietly not far away and watched, his red eyes smiling and not interfering, as if he was watching an interesting drama.

The swordsman who was unable to break through the siege of the demonic energy stopped his movements and looked calmly, looking for a weak point that could be broken through.

"I know what you are going to do." The silent demon slowly spoke, with a kind smile on his demonic face, as if he was talking to a friend: "Guiliang Tianxia needs to gain the trust of Duan Yan Xifeng and others. , this requires one person to act out a scene, do you think if I bury your bones here, will Guiliang Tianxia’s future plans be affected?"

The swordsman's pupils trembled slightly, but his face showed no signs of it. He clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, using all his inner strength, the cold sword energy broke through the siege of the demonic energy in one fell swoop.His body turned instantly, and the long sword in his hand drew a fast and perfect arc under the moonlight, pointing directly at the heart of the white-haired demon.

Facing the impending murderous intention, the white-haired demon still had a smile on his face, and even spread his hands generously, letting the sharp sword edge gradually approach without taking any precautions.

Upon seeing this, the swordsman quickly stopped his movements. The tip of the sword was stopped three feet away from the center of the mouth. When his feet moved and he was about to step back, a pale hand gently grasped the sharp blade, and his palm was instantly scratched by the sharp blade. Broken, bright red blood dripped down his fingers.

"Why stop? I didn't leave any backup plan. After all..." I exerted my strength, and the long sword sank into the heart in an instant. Warm blood spurted out, and the swordsman was caught off guard and his face was covered with blood. .

"It's just a dead demon. The heart is not a fatal place. Although you didn't stab it yourself, it doesn't make any difference."

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, making the originally demonic face look even more eerie under the moonlight. The swordsman's instinct made him draw the sword desperately and retreat. The white-haired devil cooperated and let go of his hand, and the sword blade brought out more blood. It all fell on the swordsman.

Seeing the blood-covered swordsman leave in panic, the white-haired demon just stood there and watched, his body turned into blood and dissipated, and said in a relaxed tone: "Every time I start to assimilate, I am so embarrassed. Fortunately, I didn't let the master see this. It seems that I can only disappear for a while in the demon world. After all, what the master told me..."

The last ray of light disappeared, turning into spots of light and blending with blood into the swordsman's body, and a low laugh loomed.

"It takes some time to complete it perfectly."

Sparse building westerly.

Qiu Yu seldom rested since he started to recover. He usually read books in the house. It was already dawn when he saw it. Long Su also teased him that he spent all his money on buying lamps. Maybe he could buy a long-lasting lamp one day. , saving you having to replace it yourself.

Then Qiu Yu refused and said very seriously that he could see in the dark and there was no need to waste those things. After hearing this, Long Su just covered his face with a fan and smiled without saying a word. On the contrary, the system began to wail in helplessness again. .

Tonight was a little different. Maybe it was because Feng Chou had made some pastry. Qiu Yu, who was in a good mood, stopped staying in the room. He planned to look at the night view outside the house, but he happened to bump into him in front of the stone table. A scholar in purple clothes warming a pot of wine.

"Long Su." Qiu Yu subconsciously called out, looked up at the moonlit night sky, and asked, "It's already dark at this time, why aren't you going to rest?"

Long Su turned his head slightly and looked, pushed the book next to the purple round fan to the side, and motioned Qiu Yu to sit down in front of him: "It's late at night and you've already gone to bed. This is not a good habit. If you miss the rare moonlight because of this, It’s such a beautiful sight, isn’t it a pity?”

"Life is endless from generation to generation, and the river and moon look alike every year. There will be beautiful moonlight scenery at any time, and you can watch it at any time. How can it be a pity to miss it?" Qiu Yu sat down opposite, with a smile on his face. Smiling.

Long Su could tell that this was the other person's smile from the bottom of his heart. Thinking of the pastries he suddenly made today, he roughly made a guess. There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "The flowers are the same every year, but the people are different every year." . The beautiful night scene may not change, but the people who watch the beautiful night scene may not always be the same. Isn’t there more people coming out this time? "

"In that case, it's my fault. It just adds some other meaning to the unchanging beautiful scenery." Qiu Yu poured a glass of water for himself, his eyes fell on the distance in the moonlight, glowing with ripples. Sparkling fish pond.

The fish inside are all brightly colored or pure white. Against the backdrop of the moonlight and water light, it becomes a good scenery for people to watch. Unfortunately, there is an extra gray crucian carp, which ruins the fun.

Long Su followed Qiu Yu's gaze and knew what he was alluding to. He picked up the warm wine bottle and poured a glass for it: "If the beautiful scenery is unchanging, no matter how rare it is, he will not have the urge to continue to enjoy it. It’s all about my thoughts. It’s okay to have more different meanings, even if it’s a bit different, as long as it feels good, it’s enough.”

After hearing this, Qiu Yu averted his gaze for a moment, picked up the cup and drank the wine inside. He accidentally saw the book next to the fan, and recognized it as his own handwriting at a glance, and was a little stunned: "That book is... "

"The one that Doctor Feng took out from Xuehai happened to be given to you, so Feng'er helped to get it and spent money to buy the qualification to copy." Seeing that the other party saw it, Long Su picked up the book. , explained.

"Xuehai..." Qiu Yu looked puzzled, then showed a clear look: "It must be to find out his life experience. It's just that this book was confiscated by Li Zhizhi and then burned. I thought it was gone long ago. I didn’t expect that there would be fish that slipped through the net.” There was a hint of joking in the words. Long Su also smiled and flipped the book in his hand casually, seemingly asking unintentionally: “I don’t know where the number of execution orders in Tangtang is?” What happened after that? You actually had to make money by writing books. Could it be that the Supreme Master deducted your salary again?"

"It's not bad to talk about your elders behind your back, but it does have something to do with it. After all, it's not just once or twice that your salary has been deducted." Qiu Yu said seriously, but his expression faded: "I met a liar, and he said he met a liar. My brother still owes a huge sum of money and needs to be compensated, otherwise he will be sent away... At that time, I was too concerned and confused, and time was tight, so I didn't delve into it."

Maybe such a trick would be easy to flaw, but he really had a brother whom he had never met (referring to Shaobai at that time, Qiu Yu already knew the plot behind the game at that time).

"Although the method is clumsy, the victory is to hit it right." Long Su put down the book, his smile showed a bit of sarcasm, but he did not ask further: "What about the first one? There was no letter of decision at that time. If you were short of money, why? Don’t you come to me?”

Qiu Yu took another sip of wine, the soft wine went into his throat, and his smile couldn't help but soften a little: "The gift must be made with your own money, of course. The sandalwood piano was originally intended as a gift for you, Long Su, but in the end it was I was also surprised when I heard about the purple gold flute."

"I remember that Qiu Yuru only made 10 taels back then. It seems like I was at a loss. You know, my purple gold flute can buy hundreds of sandalwood harps like this."

Long Su sighed as if he regretted it, but he picked up the wine glass in front of him, touched it with the one in Qiu Yu's hand, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "But after all, it was Qiu Yu who bought it with your hard work, and the courtesy is light on affection. Besides, It's hard to find a true friend. It's just a pity that I didn't see the previous one. I heard that Qiu Yuru read it in detail in front of the six commanders."

"That book..." Qiu Yu coughed slightly and was reluctant to mention it: "The writing is too poor. It doesn't matter whether you read it or not. Otherwise, you wouldn't have only made 10 taels."

"It doesn't matter, I've said it before, it's enough for Qiu Yu that you have this intention. If you really want to make up for it..." Long Su pushed the book over, a hint of joking flashed through his golden eyes, and said seriously: "It's not as good as Qiu Yu. How about you read this book to me and listen to it, and then cook it yourself?"

"I……"

Qiu Yu was stunned for a moment. He naturally knew what was written in it. After all, it was the only material he could write about. But...writing is one thing, but reading it in front of friends is another.

Longsu saw the shame on the other party's face, but finally did not press any further, fearing that it would be counterproductive, so he said: "Since the first request cannot be fulfilled, the food for the past few days will be given to Qiu Yuru. If I'm not satisfied, I have to continue reading."

Qiu Yu thought about it and felt that it was okay to eat something, but it was not advisable to stay for a long time. The adults still needed to go and see before they could rest assured.

"Yes, it's just that my skills are not very good, so I'd better let you try it first, Long Su." After saying that, he got up and came to the fish pond, and was about to attack the crucian carp.

Long Su didn't expect Qiu Yu to choose that fish, so he quickly stepped forward to stop it, with a look of displeasure on his face: "It's a rare gift from you. It's only been a few days. Are you in such a hurry to take it back?"

Qiu Yu blinked his eyes with a blank expression: "But this fish is originally used to replenish the body. If you don't eat it now, Longsu, it will lose its nutrition when you get old."

"I'll keep it if I tell you to. I have the right to do with what you gave me." Long Su felt something was wrong with Qiu Yu's state. He frowned and waved a purple goldentail fish ashore to stop him. Intention: "Use this one and don't touch that crucian carp."

Qiu Yu lowered his head and looked at the golden fish worth tens of thousands, and then looked at Long Su who didn't care, with a sincere look on his face: "Long Su, you are so rich."

"This is nonsense."

Long Su looked disdainful, Qiu Yu bent down and picked up the Jinyu steadily, looking at him seriously: "Long Su, you are very generous too."

"This is also nonsense."

Only then did Long Su notice Qiu Yu's hazy eyes. Thinking of the few glasses of wine just now, he was a little surprised: "Qiu Yu, are you drunk?"

"No, I'm very conscious and I can still walk in a straight line."

Then he walked a very curved straight line in a serious manner. Long Su raised his fan to cover his face, and a hint of interest flashed in his golden eyes: "I remember, you seem to have only drank five drinks?"

"Longsu, you have a really good memory."

Qiu Yu praised it again with a serious look on his face, then grabbed the fish in his hand and walked crookedly in one direction: "To reward your good memory, I am going to make you a sweet and sour fish dish."

Long Su looked at the direction the other party was going without looking back, the expression on his face cracked slightly, and he quickly stepped forward to stop him.

If he really let the other party take the fish to Gongfang to cook, then he might never want to eat fish in his life. Would he be like this drunk after five cups? !Wasn’t the previous one very reliable?
　In order not to be blocked, I changed two words. Readers only need to know what they are. Alas...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)