Sealing Knife

(One)

Chu Xi went a little out of the sea and brought a rarity when he returned.

It was a mussel bead, with a big baby fist, full body and brilliance, under the light, and it was bright and colorful. He presented a treasure to Ye Fusheng in exchange for a light and heavy beat.

"Does this thing let me put it on my neck, or grind the stew to eat?" Ye Fusheng played with mussel beads and glanced at Chu Xiwei. "It's not a good condition, Ayao ..."

"This is a mirage bead." Chu Xiwei took off his robe and leaned beside him, reaching for half of the other's tea from the other party. "I met Yishang in the East China Sea. They said it was taken from the mirage. It looks like a big clam, and if it swallows and exhales, it will produce a different phase on the sea, causing the boatman to lose rudder and be in danger. After mirage, he sinks underwater, the soft meat rots away, and there is only one mirage in the large empty shell, which is full moon At night, place it on the still water of the fragrant fragrance, you will be able to psychic and see your mind. "

Ye Fusheng raised an eyebrow: "Do you believe in these strange things?"

Chu Xi smiled and said, "I saw the miracles they put on the boat, and I tried it again, otherwise I would not shame it in front of you."

"Oh?" Ye Fusheng was interested. "Really interesting?"

"I stayed on the boat that night, lit the incense, placed the mirage in the basin, and soon felt sleepy and had a strange dream."

"How strange?"

Chu Xi smiled deeper: "I dreamed that I would go back to the barren mountain inn 19 years ago and said to you" Xiontai "in the black shop, and saved the child who was still a child."

"Interesting!" Ye Fusheng patted his thighs and laughed suddenly, "However, are you satisfied with the phrase" Xiongtai "?"

The old fox has been standing for a long time, but he has n’t changed his demeanor at all. Chu Xiwei sometimes has itchy teeth and sometimes loves him like this. Now he climbs up the pole and falls on his thigh with one hand, rubbing it twice and dragging it on. Tone: "Of course ... satisfied."

Ye Fusheng's eyes rolled, and he asked deliberately: "When you say that 'Xitai', is that what I said?"

As soon as his words fell, Chu Xiwei grabbed his waist, pressed **** himself, and lay down on the ground covered with broken osmanthus.

Ye Fusheng's two legs were spread on Chu Xiwei's waist. The whole person was riding on him, and his neck was hooked into the other's shoulder socket. His posture was very solemn. Being so close, he smelled the rich fragrance of osmanthus and wine, and he photographed it with Chu Xi's warm breath: "Naturally, it is said like this."

A flash of dark light flashed in his eyes, and Ye Fusheng opened his mouth, biting gently on his throat knot. The sensitive and dangerous place was rubbed against the teeth maliciously twice. It didn't hurt, but it made people all restless.

After the restlessness subsided, it was already three more days.

Chu Xiwei personally rubbed him after taking a bath, and went to get Long Yan decanting incense and a bowl of water. Ye Fusheng did a hearty and unforgettable sleep, drinking osmanthus wine while watching him busy.

The back incense is wonderful, about a foot in size, with the edge of the panlong head hanging down, and a pool of inkstones in the middle. Chu Xiwei placed the mirage beads in the ink pond, filled with a pool of clear water without passing the bead body, and looked like a flying mirror falling in the pond, and then lit the incense column and hid it in the dragon body. Spit from Longkou to Inkstone Pool, blending with the sparkling water surface and underwater pearl light.

This incense stick is an ordinary orchid smell. Ye Fusheng held the cheek gang on the table and looked at it. I just felt that the fragrance mist was rushing to the water surface, like a waterfall flying straight down.

Chu Xiwei whispered in his ear: "Pill beads can make you dream about what you think, floating, what you want to see, you can see what you are thinking about."

What can I think of?

Gradually, only a piece of white mist remained in Ye Fusheng's eyes, and people seemed to have reached the mysterious land where all eyes were white, except for a slight glimmer in front.

Bai Wu glanced behind him, Ye Fusheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and the road under his feet became narrower and narrower, almost harvesting a line in front.

At the end, the fog seemed to be stuck here, and the eyes were all white, and only a faint glimmer of light could be seen between the uneven mountain walls. Ye Fusheng drilled in from this small mouth, and then opened his eyes to change the world and the clouds spread away.

There is no daylight and no white clouds here, as if painted in the sky with the purest blue, solidifying into a never dark sky.

But Ye Fusheng clearly remembered that he was drinking wine with Chu Xiwei against the moon under the osmanthus tree in Liufengju.

Even more amazing is that Ye Fusheng feels familiar here.

(two)

Jiaan flower forest, flying birds and beasts, flowing water and smoke, the sky is everlasting. All this overlaps with the mysterious dream of life and death a few years ago, but this time there is no more power to push him forward, and the end of the water is also missing the door that stretched out his arms. It ’s like a picture scroll.

"Why are you again--"

The familiar voice came to an abrupt end, Ye Fusheng heard the sound of the wind breaking, instinctively sideways avoiding a flying pot, and afterglow eyes glanced at the scarlet figure from far to near, could not help saying: "Master, you are not afraid of this The pot really hit my head? "

"Humph!" Gu Lifang rolled his eyes, suddenly kicked him to the ground, stepped on his toes with his toes, leaned over and pinched his chin, looking left and right, "I still tell you to die every day, This time, it makes you happy to die, and the result ... is the soul coming into the dream? "

Ye Fusheng felt that his shoulders were loosened, patting his buttocks and standing up, spinning around Gu Lifang, like a live fly looking for a crack in the egg. Authentic: "What do you think? If you think you are taller than a teacher, do you want to change your name to be a father?"

"Don't dare to dare." Ye Fusheng did not spend any money and gathered the robe on the woman's shoulders.

Gu Lifang asked him how he came, Ye Fusheng said about the mirage, and in return, he got a shock. However, this time Gu Lifang did not rush to leave him, but took his hand and walked to the other side of the river.

The 32-year-old Ye Fusheng was already taller than her. When he was young, he took him to the street and walked through the streets. Now Ye Fusheng can see her hair top when she bows her head. However, he did n’t go fast, and Ren Gu Lifang led him forward, wishing to hollow out his heart and ears, and put it all in Master ’s nagging words—

"Don't take osmanthus wine next time, I'm tired of it, change the knife! What's the point of the manly husband drinking this sweet wine?"

"You don't understand the love of young people."

"In front of the widowed elder for many years, do you know what the end is?"

"I am happy to find death."

Gu Lifang beat him up without saying a word, shook his hand, and raised his head akimbo: "Here it is."

Ye Fusheng rubbed his face, and saw that there was a place just like the ordinary villages. The land was surrounded by mountains and the houses were scattered. Apart from the lack of cooking smoke and domestic animals, it looked like a bland farm.

What is not plain is that there is an old man drying a book in the open area of ​​the village.

Ruan Feiyu passed away for many years, his eldest disciple Qu Zhiqiu took over the heavy burden of legal affairs, and the close disciple Lu Mingyuan took up the Samadhi Academy, becoming a new generation of "Nanru" just around the corner. However, Lu Mingyuan is a solid-eyed scholar. In addition to burning a lot of scented wax paper candles for his teachers every year, Qingming and Jichen also come with many handwritten and collected texts, so that the life of the master here is not only boring, but also The book was full, and even the empty room of the Xie family next door was borrowed by him to put books.

Ye Fusheng was stunned for the first time, and was about to say hello. He saw a tall, middle-aged man next to him. He was going to Ruan Feiyu, but stopped when he saw them.

Seeing him for a moment, Ye Fusheng's eyes were dull. Even though the man was unarmed and clothed, there was still blood of blood in his face. When he opened his mouth, there seemed to be a golden sonorous son in his ear, which disappeared in an instant.

Ye Fusheng glanced at Ruan Feiyu's back again, and a thought rose in his heart.

"Gu Guxia, this is ..." Qin Hebai saw Ye Fusheng and thought it was Gu Lifang's junior junior who died unexpectedly at an early age. To point the saying, "Is this hurried to reincarnate?"

"..." It seems that Miss Qin spoke offended people and said that the virtue of chatting about death was really not taught by his righteous father, Ye Fusheng thought.

Gu Lifang said angrily: "Bunny has gone **** luck, sleepwalking came here, and had to leave at dawn."

Qin Hebai glanced at the shadow under Ye Fusheng's feet, and suddenly smiled at him: "It's just the wrong thing, don't mind."

The man was not young anymore, and he had lines in the corners of his eyes when he smiled, but he was like a warm sun on the Gobi. Even in the barren land of twilight, it was still more touching than the overwhelming wind and sand.

Ye Fusheng saluted his junior salute to him. When the two sides passed by, they couldn't help but look back. Qin Hebai crouched beside Ruan Feiyu to help him pack up the books, and the two didn't know what they said. The former generation of Nanru raised his head to face his four eyes, his face was a rare and peaceful smile.

Gu Lifang whispered in his ear: "These two old guys are tired and crooked together every day, even if they read a dance gun, everyone gathers together to build a card table and one card and one cannon, the fat and water will not flow out of the field, and they are angry. people."

Ye Fusheng heard funny, the whole person relaxed: "I thought the two predecessors were not here long ago and went to reincarnate."

"Well, when the scholar named Mingming Lu gave a lot of mother-in-law during the grave, he wanted to marry the descendants of the Qin family as daughter-in-law. Qin Hebai almost dreamed to scare him in the middle of the night and was stopped by Ruan Feiyu. Come down, and now wait for the two younger generations to have a glass of toast and toast the grave. After drinking it, I will go to my next life without regrets and regrets. ”After a pause, Gu Lifang remembered the stubble again and looked at him with a disgusted face. When the stinky boy became a relative, I drank the wine. Although the wine was good wine, but the thirty-year-old daughter was red ... Why didn't the old lady know that she had picked up a girl? "

Ye Fusheng committed a roll of her eye on her.

(three)

When passing by Xiejia's yard, Ye Fusheng was originally going to visit, but Gu Lifang sneered, grabbed him and turned up the tree, looked over the wall and saw the two brothers dressed in blue robes and black in the courtyard. Bucket knife.

The blade was cold and light, and the fists and feet were coming and going. The two of them were fighting each other for a while, and then separated from each other at once. Like the mutual force of light and shadow, judging by Ye Fusheng's eyesight, it is estimated that it will be half past one. There is no winner.

"The boss of the Xie family came down and talked to the tree in front of me every day. It was all 'sorry' that I came and went. I heard my ears hurt. It turned out that within a few months, his brother also came down. One punch can relieve one's energy. "Gu Lifang looked at the two of them with arms around him." I got your news from his brother, and since then I have become his neighbor. The old man and his wife left early. The two still refused to live or die, saying they wanted to get a difference, in fact ... "

Ye Fusheng understood: "Ali grew up very well."

Gu Lifang could n’t take off his soles and pumped him: “You ’re okay if you teach it? The old lady does n’t take you into the door, but she ’s afraid that they will join you to hack you, and see what kind of bear you teach a good boy ? "

Ye Fusheng immediately called out his injustice: "Wen Wu and Wu Shuang have vision, mature wit and responsibility. What's wrong with me?"

Gu Lifang gave him a spitting star and didn't want to talk to these two skins.

They went down the tree and continued walking, passing by an open space sandwiched between two houses. Ye Fusheng looked at the foundation and asked, "Is there no house here?"

"Originally, there were people inside, and the house was gone." Gu Biaofang bent over and dug in the soil a few times, and dug out a small wooden box with a string of beads and a crescent moon.

Ye Fusheng saw these two things, and his eyes seemed to be stung.

"They lived here for two years. Xu Shi saw that future generations lived up to their expectations, and since then they have no worries. When they said goodbye to us old guys that day, the two came side by side and went hand in hand, counting the time of reincarnation. In the next life, if you do n’t say that you were born on the same day in the same year and the same month, you should have some fate. It ’s good. "

Gu Lifang buried the wooden box back again, patted Ye Fusheng's face with his hands full of loess, and said rightly: "So, although some things will not be brought to life or death, but as long as you don't regret it in this life , No regrets can be compared to the consummation of my heart. Tutu, what are you still thinking about? "

They finally walked to a small wooden house with a peach tree and a willow tree in front of them.

At the door leaned against a woman dressed in goose yellow clothes. She wore a white veil and a high hair bun. She was like a lady from a big family.

The woman was looking down at a letter with a smile on her eyebrows. Gu Lifang called out "Liu Rong" and she put away the letter and looked at it silently.

Gu Lifang pointed to Ye Fusheng, and said, "My son, you are the son-in-law, do you not recognize your face?"

During the speech, she pushed Ye Fusheng, who was stupid, took off her robe to reveal her crimson skirt, folded the old dress, and slapped on the deck chair under the peach blossom tree.

Qin Liurong's fingers fell gently on Ye Fusheng's face. He didn't dare to move. He stiffened into a coffin board in front of the woman until the other side's fingers slid out a red line, revealing the jade ring.

Qin Liurong's eyebrows flicked lightly on the jade ring with his fingertips rubbing twice, as if the crescent moon fell on his face, it was gentle and reassuring.

She spread out Ye Fusheng's palm, and her cool fingertips wrote a short line of words in his palm-you have to grow old with Weiwei.

One stroke at a time, memorable.

(four)

"Princess is an illusory dream, and what you think in your heart. If you don't want to come and see it, you can't get here."

When the white mist spread again, Gu Lifang had already brought Ye Fusheng back.

The woman in the crimson dress was not gorgeous, but she was burning like a fire. She let go of Ye Fusheng's hand and smiled at him.

The last time Ye Fusheng was pushed away by her, she was very upset, but this time it was like putting down the last cares with regret, he opened his arms and hugged Gu Lifang, buried his head on her shoulder, unconsciously The eyes are wet.

"I dreamed of Ah Shang a few days ago, and he said he missed me." Gu Lifang's palm lightly patted twice behind his back. "When your maid comes, I will go with him and wait for him." For so many years, I have to wait for my husband and wife to be in my next life. "

Ye Fusheng whispered: "It must be, I will go to Yuelao Temple to write one hundred red letters and hang one hundred peach branches. If Elder Moon doesn't give you a hundred years of harmony, I will demolish his temple repair land. Go to the shrine. "

"You bandit has a bad temper." Gu Lifang sighed, "Good job."

The white mist is getting thicker and thicker, the sky and water are gone, and the flowers, birds, and animals are also missing.

Gu Lifang said warmly: "It's dawning, the dream should be awake, and you should go back ... After going back, live your own life, young people should want to spend the world, why should they think of the dead?"

Ye Fusheng rubbed her shoulder, and the child acted like a spoiled child: "I don't want to, I will remember you all my life."

He finally let go of his arms, and Gu Lifang's smile disappeared in the white mist. The next moment the wind screamed, and the vast fog came from all directions, blank for a moment, and then opened his eyes under the familiar osmanthus tree.

There was white fish belly on the horizon, the incense sticks had been burnt out, and the water in the ink pond was unreasonably less than half, showing the bare pearl surface. Chu Xiwei lifted him up from the stone table, while helping to rub the waist that had been lying on his stomach for too long, and smiled and asked: "I woke up a little bit earlier than you, seeing the corner of your mouth is laughing, what did you dream?"

Ye Fusheng raised his head and kissed his chin. He smiled and said, "I made a dream of what I wanted to do, listen to me slowly ..."

The night wind blew and moved the shadow of the tree, and the last ray of cigarettes also dispersed in the wind.

Even if there is no frost and snow all over the head, so how to spend a full moon, why is it fortunate to have a white head?