second to none

Chapter 53

That day, when the gatekeeper sent a message that there was a visitor, Mr. Meishan was sitting in the pavilion admiring the snow, and the fine wine that Fu Jiuyun had brought a few days ago was heating up on the small red clay stove.He was so seduced that he was restless, and he didn't have the slightest intention of seeing guests, so he asked people to be kicked out without any politeness.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the spirit ghosts ran back in panic and shouted: "It's that great monk from the Fox clan! He's still alive!"

Mr. Meishan was also taken aback. Is there a great monk from the fox clan?How long has it been since you heard from this man? 100 years? 300 years?The last time I heard about him was the rumor that he ran alone to the Mountain of Heavy Thunder in the wilderness of the far west. The place was full of thunder and lightning all day long, like a dark ghost, full of murderous intentions, even a fairy, it is very easy to go there without authorization. Battered.

Sure enough, after the great monk left, he was nowhere to be seen, and Fang Waishan was in a mess. Fortunately, the dispute between the Fox clan and the war ghosts had temporarily ceased at that time, and the Fox clan almost sent out all their nests to search for people. Years without even finding a hair, everyone had to acquiesce that he was dead, and after many years, no one mentioned him anymore.

It turned out that he was still alive!

Mr. Meishan jumped up and ran towards the door without touching his feet. As soon as he got close to the door, he smelled the very familiar scent of the fox clan. , the bird of paradise pulling the cart has a proud posture, and its shape is extremely beautiful.

There were three people standing in front of the car, the leader was dressed in white, with gorgeous golden patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, looking very elegant.Hearing the sound of stepping on the snow, he turned around slowly, Meishan Jun couldn't help being startled for a moment, this person was pale, but strangely not sick, his eyes were slightly raised, his gaze was as clear as a god, indifferent but not mean, cozy but not Compared with this pair of extremely bright eyes, those outstanding facial features seem to be overshadowed.

In any case, this is an extremely handsome and outstanding young man, the most important thing is - very unfamiliar, he is sure he has never seen him before, who is he?There are great monks from the fox clan?This is his true face?
Seeing him smiling slightly, Meishan Jun felt as if all the scenery in the world had been compared to him in an instant. He even suddenly felt ashamed, coughed secretly, and said, "His Royal Highness?"

Yuan Zhong smiled and took out two small white jade wine jars from his sleeve, shaking them: "Meishan, long time no see, would you like to have a drink together?"

That is the best wine in the world!Mei Shanjun was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth for a moment, he waved his hands again and again: "Come in!"

Seeing that there were two people behind Yuan Zhong, they looked like a man and a woman, all of them were wearing bamboo hats with gauze scarves on them, completely covering their faces, he couldn't help but wondered while walking: "These two Is it a fairy of the fox clan?"

Yuan Zhong smiled and took off the man's hat, only to see that under the hat was a face that was exactly the same as his, although the facial features were all the same, but the expression was much more vivid, not really as compelling as Yuan Zhong's. The demeanor, but more innumerable close taste.

Mei Shanjun was taken aback again: "This is your... twin brother?"

He doesn't seem to have heard that the great monk has twin brothers?They look exactly the same!
The man in the bamboo hat smiled mischievously, knocked his head hard, and made an empty sound. He looked at Jun Meishan's big mouth, laughed and said, "Look, my head is empty, I'm an organ."

Trickster!Mr. Meishan has been frightened too much in a row, and he is completely stupid.What kind of existence is an organ person?How long ago was that rumor?In the ancient times, there were legends about craftsmen making warheads. It is said that the warheads they created were lifelike, no different from ordinary people, and even had their own thoughts and personalities.

After the war of gods and demons, countless ingenious techniques in ancient times have been lost, and the trap man is one of them. How can he believe that the man in front of him actually says that he is a trap man!

A mischievous smile suddenly appeared in Yuan Zhong's eyes, he raised his hand and pulled Yuan Xiaozhong's head off, Meishan Jun staggered back a few steps in shock, and saw the head in Yuan Zhong's hand with his eyebrows upside down, showing a very With an angry expression, he said even more angrily: "Da Zhong! You are doing this again! How many times have I told you not to do this in front of others! Although I am an organ, I still have dignity!"

He can still talk with his head off!Mei Shanjun froze all over.

Yuan Zhong twisted that head back again, and said with a smile: "That's it, as long as the clockwork can turn, he will always be able to jump and run."

So, the woman next to her is also an organ person?Meishan Jun turned to the woman in the bamboo hat again.

Yuan Zhong just smiled and walked into the small pavilion with him on the snow. The wine was boiling on the small red clay stove, and the aroma was overflowing. He poured a cup first, put it on his lips, and said, "Oh, This is the Xiaguang brewed by the Dragon King of Shenhe in the east, not bad, good wine."

Meishan Jun drank three glasses of wine, and finally brought back his scattered thoughts. He stared at Yuan Xiaozhong for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more strange he became, and he couldn't help muttering: "Who did this? Which one?" An earth-shattering craftsman? It's too similar...too powerful..."

Yuan Zhong was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "She will come back, you can see her when she comes back."

I don't know whether to say this to Mr. Meishan or to himself. For hundreds of years, such words have been said countless times in the bottom of my heart. No one is more sure than him, and no one is less convinced of this fragile lie.

Mr. Meishan finally heard the vicissitudes of life and helplessness in the words of the great monk, and his eyes fell on the immortal who had disappeared for hundreds of years.

"His Royal Highness, where have you been all these years?"

Yuan Zhong smiled: "Just walk around."

The world is so big, maybe Tan Yin is hiding in some unknown place, he searched one by one, looked at one by one, saw countless scenery, and saw countless people, but there was no one is her.

He made it clear that he didn't want to talk about it, so Mr. Meishan wisely didn't ask any more questions.After the Xiaguang wine was finished, the two jars of Wushuang Tianxia also went into his stomach very quickly. Although the portion was small, it still made him, a seasoned alcoholic, feel slightly stupefied.

The heavy snow had stopped at some point, and a new moon appeared in the sky, which was clear and cold.Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Mei Shanjun asked, "What are your plans next? Or continue to walk around? Speaking of which, last time you gave Fu Jiuyun the Ten Altars of the World Wushuang, and you wanted to ask about a woman? Are you looking for that woman all these years?" woman?"

The great monk came to Meishan Residence before disappearing, and asked some illusory things about the gods, and then suddenly gave Fu Jiuyun ten altars to Wushuang, pulled him aside and asked for a long time in private, and then he left, Only then did Fu Jiuyun reveal that he was asking about a woman.

The strange thing is that the woman Fu Jiuyun has an impression in her mind, she has indeed seen her, but she can't remember how she met her, she can't even remember her face, voice and name. This situation is quite strange. I couldn't figure out why, and gradually I left it behind and didn't think about it.

Unexpectedly, the monk Youhu, who was always noble and indifferent, would also miss women so much. Mr. Meishan looked at his outstanding face with some jealousy. With this face alone, he still worried about whether there would be any beautiful women in his arms?

Yuan Zhong sighed: "I'm not leaving, I want to go back to my own cave. I came to you this time because I want to ask you to get some materials for me. You know many people and have a wide range of routes, which will save me a lot of time."

With his backhand, he lifted the hat on the head of the silent woman behind him. Mr. Meishan was shocked to find that it was also a trap, and it was a trap that could be seen at a glance. It's very weird, and it's not on the same level as Yuan Xiaozhong at first glance.

"This, this is..." He began to stammer again.

Yuan Zhong caressed its cracked wooden face affectionately, and his voice became very soft: "I did this, it's been too long, the wood is a bit rotten, it needs to be polished again."

His Royal Highness, the Great Monk, can even make a trap? !What the hell happened all these years!Could it be that he met some old craftsman ghost who has wandered around for tens of thousands of years!Mei Shanjun's curiosity has reached the point where he can hardly hold back, and he was about to ask clearly, but he saw a trace of deep sadness on Yuanzhong's face.

He was no stranger to this kind of sadness. Fu Jiuyun had the same eyes and expression back then, it was the expression of losing a loved one.

Meishan Jun bit his tongue hard, biting back the question he was about to blurt out, the pain made him teary.

Yuan Zhong caressed the worn-out mechanism under the moonlight, as if he was caressing someone hidden in his heart, and he didn't look up for a long, long time.

Maybe it's because the moonlight is too gloomy, or maybe it's because the unparalleled wine that day has too much stamina, at this moment, Mr. Meishan is also brought back those memories that have been buried in his heart for a long time. By the way, he also loved a girl once, but she She is an ordinary mortal, in her most beautiful years, he met her, but it is a pity that she was not his from beginning to end.

It has been hundreds of years... Mr. Meishan let out a long sigh, the former beauty has long been turned into loess, and those who are left behind are left with a touch of sadness and helplessness.

Meishan-jun's action was really fast, within two days, all the materials for redoing the little chicken had been delivered, and the carriage was piled up in large and small piles.Yuanzhong mercilessly rejected Mr. Meishan's wish to observe the creators of the organ, and drove back to Xiaodongtian, which had been absent for hundreds of years.

The white snow covered all the scenery, but it didn't affect Yuan Xiaozhong's excitement when he returned home. Ordinary people would sing about their homesickness if they didn't go home for several years, but he didn't come back for hundreds of years!I almost forgot what Xiaodongtian looked like!
Pushing open the door, the dust inside was thicker than the snow outside, it was indescribably filthy, and the cleaning machines made by the previous owner had long since been corroded into rotten wood by the years, not a single one was left. Xiao Zhong busily cleaned up and down for a whole day, finally cleaned up, and then took the porcelain urn to pick snowflakes from the plum tree, intending to boil water and make tea to send to Da Zhong.

As soon as he went out, he saw that Yuan Zhong was already sitting on the small island in the center of the lake. There were two lines of deep and shallow footprints on the lake, and the snow particles were blowing with the strong wind. His expression was devout, and there was even a hint of hopeless expectation.

By the way, it was the same snow that day, and on this night, the goddess in white landed in the middle of the lake and fell into his arms, melting into the moon with coldness.

Yuan Zhong skillfully sculpted Xiao Erji's face. Hundreds of years later, his technique was no longer unfamiliar. The prototype of the delicate face gradually appeared under his hands, with a slight hint of childish cheeks, full forehead, and finally It is a thin lower jaw.

Embedding black gemstones in the eye sockets, and putting on the hair thinly, Yuanzhong stared at the girl in white clothes in front of him in a daze. The white clothes fluttered in the wind, as if she was going to ride the wind.He couldn't help opening his arms, and took the cold wooden man into his arms, not to leave him.

There was a thin spring on the back of the wooden man's neck. Yuan Zhong gently spun it a few times, the little chicken clicked a few times, and suddenly began to turn in circles. Hundreds of years have passed, and his master still hasn't made any progress. It can be made to spin awkwardly in circles without even being able to utter a complete sentence.

A blunt voice echoed on the empty lake: "Ji Tanyin! Ji Tanyin! I'm Ji Tanyin!"

Yuan Zhong suddenly laughed, he didn't know what kind of miracle he was waiting for.This snowy lake, one day and one month, everything is the same as before, the only difference is that that person will never let the agency person say different things secretly, and she will never come back again.

He waited for hundreds of years, and his heart and soul were exhausted, and the little hope in his arms was about to be shattered.

How to give up hope that is not reconciled?Maybe she will come back in the next moment, maybe she will suddenly appear tomorrow... Relying on these possibilities, he has survived for many years, and he can't bear it anymore.In fact, he was left alone in the world, isolated and lifeless.

This woman who never lied actually told a big lie at the very end, coaxing him to wait for so long, but in fact she will never come back, she has long since lost her soul, and Ji Tanyin will never be found again in this world trace.

"...a liar." She was a vile liar.

"Ji Tanyin! You liar!"

Yuan Zhong roared furiously on the empty lake, his long hair was blown away by the strong wind, and the wind whimpered, as if she was talking, saying that she did not lie to him, but soon everything fell into silent silence again.

He fell face up in the snow, the sky was vast, filled with stars, and there was a cold crescent moon.

As if her eyes were looking at him, Yuan Zhong slowly closed his eyes, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

He seemed to be dreaming again, with pink, white and bright red countless flowers and branches, and he was walking slowly among the endless flower forests alone, not knowing where he was going.

Even if you hold a brush in your hand, there is no one to draw; when you play the piano and sing, no one will accompany you;

A white-clothed figure stood under the flower, Yuan Zhong stopped his wandering steps, and stared blankly at the back of the dreaming figure, he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that if he moved, he would startle her away, and he didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would startle her away. To wake up and never see her again.

Even though he knew it was a dream, he still looked at the back quietly, begging her to turn around and see him from the bottom of his heart.

The figure in white moved, as if hearing his silent begging, she turned around slowly, with the same face that was still unforgettable for hundreds of years.With a gentle expression, she stared at him lovingly, then suddenly raised her arm, pointing to her heart, and then pointing to his heart.

"Yuanzhong." She called him silently.

He was here, always there, always waiting for her.

She stepped forward and walked towards him lightly, Yuan Zhong opened his arms, she threw herself into his arms as light as a feather, and disappeared in front of his chest, Yuan Zhong only felt his chest was hot, as if he was about to be burned, Can't help trembling slightly.

Pushing him hard with one hand, Yuan Xiaozhong's exclamation became louder and louder: "Da Zhong! You wake up! You are glowing! What's wrong with you?!"

Yuan Zhong suddenly opened his eyes, but saw that the sky was full of snow, and at some point it started to snow again, Yuan Xiaozhong was squatting beside him, yelling in panic.He was a little confused, sat up slowly, and the thin white snow rolled down from his body, and he suddenly found a clear white light emitting from his chest, as if there was a small moon hidden in his arms.

The feeling that his chest was hot and about to be torn came back again, Yuan Zhong tore his clothes, but saw white light overflowing from his heart, as if something was trying to break through the breastbone—is this divine power?How could there be divine power in him?Was it left when Tan Yin repaired his body for the last time?

He didn't have time to think about it, the immortal's body couldn't accommodate the active divine power, not even a little bit, Yuan Zhong only felt the pain of tearing his chest getting more and more intense, like cutting out his heart, he was already accustomed to the pain of being injured, but he actually endured it Unable to stop, blood began to overflow from the clenched teeth, and let out a dull cry of pain.

Yuan Xiaozhong was terrified, what happened to him? !Will you die? !What should he do?To call the doctor?Or put him to bed first?
Yuan Zhong suddenly screamed in pain, speckled blood spewed out of his mouth and fell on the snow, he covered his heart with his hands, trembling violently, from the gap between his fingers revealed a dazzling clear light, that was unbelievable The staring light was like a scorching and jumping flame, instantly burning the skin on his palm black and split.

"Da Zhong! Da Zhong, you have to hold on! Don't die!" Yuan Xiaozhong didn't know what he was yelling.

Yuan Zhong bent down hard, and soon stood up straight again. He gasped violently, blood trickled down the corners of his lips, but slowly let down his hands covering his heart. There was a clear light in his palms, like a heart Generally, it is beating once and for all.

He stared at the clear light in disbelief mixed with ecstasy, the familiar divine power, the familiar breath, it was Tan Yin!She really is back!This group of clear light is her God's Heart?
Yuan Xiaozhong screamed strangely again and again, but Yuan Zhong ignored him at all, holding Qingguang in both hands like this, suddenly turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of the small cave without even saying hello.Yuan Xiaozhong turned around in a hurry, turned his head and saw Xiao Erji behind him, and immediately asked, "What happened!"

Of course it was impossible for Xiao Erji to tell him anything, so he could only continue running around, not knowing whether to chase him out to see what was going on, or stay obediently in Xiaodongtian and wait for Yuan Zhong to come back.

This wait lasted for three days. When Yuan Zhong came back, he was in a state of distress, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes were so dirty that he could not see at all, but his eyes had never been so bright. With a clear light like a heart, holding the Qiankun bag in the other hand, still without saying a word, he rushed upstairs like a strong wind.

Yuan Xiaozhong hurriedly chased into the door, but saw Yuanzhong took out several white lotuses from the Qiankun bag. This white lotus was very different from ordinary lotus flowers, with overlapping petals. Each flower had 81 lotus petals, which were very huge. There is actually spiritual power entwined on the body, like a fairy lotus.

He watched in astonishment as Yuan Zhong put the ball of clear light into the white lotus, and suddenly the light burst into flames, Yuan Zhong gently put the other white lotuses into the clear light, and said in a low voice: "Why is it this fairy lotus? Why is it not a human body? "

Yuan Xiaozhong asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?"

Yuan Zhong stared blankly at those wandering Qingguang: "Tan Yin is back."

On the contrary, Yuan Xiaozhong exclaimed: "Are you crazy?! Master, she...she is already dead! Da Zhong! I know you have been sad for hundreds of years! But what is the meaning of this kind of daydream!"

Yuan Zhong didn't argue with him. For the past three days, he had been looking for mortal bodies for Tan Yin. From the freshly dead corpses of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls to living people, her God's heart had never reacted at all until he Passing by Fangwai Mountain by chance, in the fountain pool, the fairy lotus bloomed abnormally in the middle of winter. Tan Yin's heart of God began to beat violently in his palm, and he was actually satisfied with these lotus flowers.

He didn't understand the reason for this, but as long as she came back, it would be fine, even if a body was piled up with stones.

The clear light gradually weakened, and in the light, a naked girl was faintly visible lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her facial features and figure were exactly the same as when Tan Yin was alive.Yuan Xiaozhong clearly heard the sound of his jaw breaking on the ground, this time it was his turn to say nothing.

It took a long time for the clear light to completely dissipate, and the naked girl lay flat, as if she was in a deep sleep.Yuan Zhong leaned forward, heard her subtle but gentle breathing, heard her real heartbeat, his heart was filled with endless ecstasy, he wanted to laugh, and even yelled happily, but his eyes were blurred .

Pulling the quilt to wrap her body well, he hugged her in his arms and never let go.

(End of this chapter)