First Sword Cultivator Observation Report

The spring is cold and cold, just in time for the Lantern Festival, red lotus lanterns are hung all over the city, and thousands of people laugh and talk all night long.

The Chen Mansion was also decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the servants stood up and down, decorating the mansion like a heavenly courtyard, even the stone railings were filled with glazed lanterns, and the lights were shining like stars and moons.

The most famous theater troupe in the city arrived on time, and Chen Fugui had sent someone to set up a gorgeous stage for them.It is not easy to invite them. During festivals or important family events, the famous actor Jing Ke is the first thing that comes to mind of wealthy families.Ordinary people say that when you see Jingke, you will know what a heavenly person is. Even if you are not good at Nanfeng, you can only worship under his skirt.

With bead curtains and embroidered curtains, countless colorful lights, and dark fragrances wafting in the wind, the small stage seems to be a paradise of gold, jade and beauties.Chen Fugui clapped his palms and sighed, everyone in the audience, regardless of gender, looked straight at him, and those who were not up to date were already full of blood, and wished they could rush to the stage to enjoy the beauty of beauty.

Jingke's costume was so complicated and heavy that it seemed to overwhelm his thin body, and the jewels on his head dazzled his eyes several times with the lights.He looked at the distance and smiled, but the meaningless smile also made people fascinated.

When the singing was about to start, he bent down and bowed, closing his eyes to cover up thousands of flames. The sound of the drums became louder and louder. He took a breath, raised his head and opened his eyes again, but suddenly saw in the far corner, Standing on tiptoe is a servant girl watching.He couldn't see her face clearly, but he only knew that she didn't wear much, and she was trying on the thin robes for the first time as said in the poem, watching him stomping his feet in the cold while drinking.

The girl on the porch has always stood in the only unlit corner of the Chen Mansion, stretching her neck tirelessly.The moment they looked at each other, the world seemed to be divided into two halves, one half was the brilliance he was in, and the other half was the deep darkness, and then the world suddenly opened up in their eyes, and the two merged, which made him almost sing wrong beat.

Not long after meeting again, Chen Fugui sent someone to invite him to the mansion again, this time just to "sing an opera" for him alone.

He staggered out of the bedroom door in disheveled clothes, and when he was straightening his clothes, he looked up and saw the maid again.This time he saw her face clearly, the oval face had big and bright eyes, her cheeks were flushed by the wind, she was not a very beautiful girl, even her figure could only be called lackluster.

She seemed to know his dealings with Chen Fugui, but also didn't seem to know, she just smiled like that day, with a hint of shyness in her smile.

"Mr. He, your words." She did not know where to pick up the manuscript he had thrown away, and there were only a few nonsense words on it, but she regarded it as a treasure and handed it back.

"Since then, have you been exchanging letters?" Yan Chongcan asked in a timely manner.

At some point, they had arrived in the pavilion, sitting cross-legged facing each other, if they only looked at the picture, they looked like old friends chatting at night.

Jing Ke nodded slightly.

"She had studied for a few years, but her family was plundered and sold into the Chen Mansion. In terms of talent, she is far superior to me."

"Later you agreed on a wedding date, but failed to fulfill your wish." Yan Chongcan said this in a declarative tone, and Jing Ke smiled wryly: "Naturally."

"After knowing that I wanted to retire, the old man imprisoned me for nearly a month. I tried to scratch my face, and even committed suicide, but was found out. He even tied my limbs with iron chains, so that I could not move day and night, almost becoming a disabled person. "

The old man was talking about his master.

"During this tossing, my body was always destroyed. Several dignitaries who often invited me into the mansion wanted to buy me from him."

Jing Ke's voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind: "Will you be a disused actor or a forbidden actor, how do you choose?"

"You didn't choose."

"Yes. I escaped, took the money and made an appointment with her for a complete escape, and even arranged for the carriage. It rained heavily that night, and I waited at the gate of the city all night. I didn't see her, but I waited Here comes a letter."

"she……"

Jingke's eyes were terribly dry: "Chen Thief defiled her and wanted to marry her as a concubine, in order to threaten me to always be by his side."

"Hahahahahaha, he actually wanted me to serve him with Shan Yue in vain, this beast really can dream."

Only then did Yan Chongcan understand that Shan Yue would rather die than send her sweetheart back to hell because of herself.

But He Yang was taken advantage of by the evil demons and demons in the midst of great sorrow, planted evil thoughts, and learned the art of summoning souls.

"In a trance, I heard someone teach me how to take revenge, so I followed his advice."

It is the whisper of the devil.

Si Jue's eyes froze, and the coercion suddenly released, forcing him to lie on the ground, but fortunately he was quick to get up again.

"Mr. Lianxin..." Si Jue's voice was very deep and cold, and he understood a lot from He Yang's words.

Yan Chongcan was also taken aback. He said that He Yang dedicated his soul to Lord Lianxin, but he just wanted to say that his sanity had disappeared and he had completely fallen into evil ways.

Thinking about it now, he really is a good means, with Gu Yushu's allegiance, and the previous lessons, he hid in Yintai City, but the evil thoughts he left behind spread all over the world.Strands of divine consciousness that give birth to people's evil thoughts are floating in the world, but anyone with a suitable root and great joy and compassion is their prey.

Mere mortals, how to resist, how to resist.If it weren't for Youhong Xuanzong, a sect that likes to "meddle in other people's business", the world must be in chaos and just let it go.

Yan Chongcan looked at He Yang: "He used your hands to cultivate living souls. Even if he was suspected, there is no evidence. Jingke, have you ever thought that you have been being used by others?"

"Use? Everyone takes what they need. I know this technique was taught to me deliberately, and I also know that if I enter this way, someone will come and kill me in time. The most feared thing in the world is not caring. After Shan Yue's death, life and death What's the point? I just want to cause chaos in the world, evil will be rewarded with evil, but death is nothing to fear."

It turned out that this was what he meant when he said "you are finally here." Yan Chongcan sighed softly, "You have not cultivated, and all the souls you recruited are forcibly recruited by your longevity. You have reached the limit."

In other words, he doesn't know any magic spells that reach the sky, he just distributes his life span to the living soul.That's all they teach.

"I can live for half a month at most, right?" There was no wave on his face, even calm and ruthless.

Yan Chongcan lowered his eyes and said no more.

Talking is useless.

Although He Yang appeared to be insane from time to time, he was actually calmer than anyone else. His blood had already turned to ice, and no one could control him.

"How many living souls have you recruited?"

"Ten years of life is exchanged for one, and there are probably five or six."

Yan Chongcan thought about it in his mind, they cleared one this time, and according to the records of the office, they had already cleared several, so it should be clean.

Something happened here, Yan Chongcan stood up and simply said his farewell.

He Yang didn't come back to his senses, he was stunned for a while and asked in puzzlement, "You...don't kill me?"

"You are dying." It was he who hadn't spoken for a long time, but the judge returned. "After the soul enters the underworld, there will be a trial."

"You have your own judgment...you have your own judgment..." With tears in his eyes, he mumbled these words and laughed and cried in the booth, but unfortunately the only audience had already left.

After turning into light, he arrived in the city in a short time, and the night of Zicheng was not inferior to that of Yintai City.

The red lotus lanterns on the road are still one after another, shining full of charm, but it is a pity that the real red lotus is about to wither.After all, it is fate that tricks people, and it is their own fault.

After walking in the market for a long time, Yan Chongcan's melancholy finally dissipated. The two walked to the riverside in silence. There were many tourists on the bank. Many people bought river lanterns and praying lanterns and put them on. Many lotus lanterns floated in the river. , making the Milky Way dimmer a lot, looking extremely magnificent.

"Mom, I want that turtle!" A child lay on the bridge and shouted, pointing at the river lantern that had just been placed underneath.There is a paper turtle tied under the lotus lantern, floating in the water with a naive appearance, attracting the attention of many children.

The man who sold the lamp had sharp ears, and hurriedly picked up two beautiful lamps to show them: "Your honor, why don't you get one? Our papers have all been opened, and writing them will surely ensure safety and success!"

"Do you know how to write? You can only mess around in school on weekdays, so how do you write when you buy it?" The beautiful woman still hesitated and scolded with a smile.

The child rolled his eyes, clasped his hands together, and jumped in front of Yan Chongcan in a few steps: "Beautiful brother, can you write a lamp for me?"

Yan Chongcan couldn't help but knelt down and patted his limp head, but didn't agree directly: "Your mother promised to buy it for you, and my brother will write it for you."

"This..." The woman blushed immediately after being stared at by Yan Chongcan, and wondered to herself which family's young gentleman this was, who was born so handsome, and her mind was shaken, so she said firmly, "Buy it, my mother will buy it for you."

As soon as the words were finished, the man came over with an exquisite lotus lantern, as if he was afraid of her repentance: "Fifteen cents."

Painfully, he took out the copper coins, and the man kindly gave them a pen: "Thank you for your honor."

"What do you want to write?" Yan Chongcan lowered his head while holding a pen and asked him.

The little boy hugged his leg, raised his head and thought for a long time, and said seriously: "Xiaobao wants to eat a lot of delicious food! I want to eat purple potato cakes every day!" After finishing speaking, his mother gave him a hard knock on the head.

"Aw!" He held back his tears and touched himself, so he had to change his wish aggrievedly, "Then, Xiaobao wants mother and father to live a long life, and father treats mother well, just as Mr. said, white, white head... "

"White head and eyebrows." Yan Zhongcan saw that he couldn't remember, so he said casually, Xiaobao smiled and nodded repeatedly.

The woman scolded, "This child...", but lovingly hugged him in her arms, and kissed him hard on the face: "I'll listen to you."

"May my father and mother live a hundred years without worries, with white heads and eyebrows, far away from parting, far away from illness and pain, let alone lovesickness."

Yan Chongcan held the note with both hands, read the words on it, and then solemnly put it in the child's hand.Xiaobao put it into the river lantern with a serious face, and urged it to swim quickly in a low voice: "Little turtle, swim quickly, tell the river god Xiaobao's wish earlier, swim quickly."

"Thank you..." The woman blessed him.

Yan Chongcan smiled and shook his head, turned around and pulled Si Jue's sleeve, met his questioning gaze, and said in a low voice, "Shall we write one too?"

Si Jue naturally agreed, and he bought two lamps from the man just now, and after sharing one with him, he had to secretly write with his back to Yan Chongcan.

"..." Yan Chongcan laughed, ignored him, looked down at the lamp but was speechless for a while.It was obviously suggested by myself, but now I am biting my pen and don't know what to write.In other words, I wanted to say too much in my heart, but I couldn't write a single word.

That Si Jue wrote very quickly, and when he was not paying attention, he let him fly away. When Yan Chongcan came back to his senses, he saw that the prayer lamp had already flown far away.

Yan Chongcan could not help but laugh: "What did you write so mysteriously?"

"Have you finished writing?" Si Jue asked rhetorically.

"Well... almost." Yan Chongcan put down the pen timidly, but he was quite generous, and directly showed him the wish note.

Three lines were neatly written on the paper, "First, I wish my family will be safe and successful, and live in Taoyuan forever. Second, I wish you success in all things and let go of past worries. Third, I wish this love can be passed on, and I will eventually become a Taoist couple."

Si Jue's eyes were deep, and he even stroked the last line with his fingertips after reading it, but he didn't say anything.Yan Chongcan also put down the lamp, and he was satisfied only when he saw it fly the highest, but he still remembered that Si never shared his wish with him, so he pestered him to tell himself jokingly.

After pestering for a long time, he was about to give up, when he heard the man next to him suddenly open his lips and say: "It's a great fortune to be able to spend a thousand miles together. I only hope that there will be a present every year, and this time every day, and we will be of the same heart with you, and we will grow together forever." stay together."

wedding day……

two hearts...

stay together...

There was a lot of people under the moonlight, but he seemed to be unable to hear anything in the hustle and bustle. He just stared blankly at him, looked into his eyes as deep as the vast sea, and his chest was beating violently, declaring that he had completely lost his mind.

Si Jue lowered his eyes tenderly, his slender eyelashes were vivid, covering up the brilliance in his eyes, everything suddenly seemed like an illusion again.

"Brother..." Yan Chongcan unconsciously called him.

Leng Xiang hugged him wholeheartedly, as cold as ice and snow, Yan Chongcan froze, watching the man slowly approaching him.

He closed his eyes nervously for a moment, and soon, a piece of softness was touched on his forehead, some ice, but enough to make his whole body hot.

The kiss was so easy to leave, it was as light as if it had never happened.

People passing by occasionally looked sideways, but all of their smiles were kind.

Si Jue reached out his hand to touch the place where he kissed him, seeing that he hadn't recovered yet, the corners of his lips curled into an almost invisible arc, leaning on the railing and continuing to look at the lamp he had placed, making a completely understatement.

The child next to him could clearly see his fingers tightly clenched together, even trembling slightly, so he couldn't help grinning, and kindly didn't expose it.