spring ice
Chapter 13
Gao Ya didn't go far, it's just that she drank too much wine and was a little bit over the top, so she wanted to come out and blow some air.Early summer is long, and although it is night, the night is neither deep nor heavy nor oppressive, and it is as clear as day.The summer heat has not yet come to the morning and evening. Although the pavilions and waterside pavilions in the courtyard of the Xinxin Building are artificially stacked, under the moonlight, all the feelings are sincere, elegant and dizzy. Thinking about this moment is worth a thousand gold.Just when nature and man were united, Wu You appeared from nowhere with a whoosh, and hugged him carelessly. "Second brother, I heard that you know Feng Huanyuan very well."
Gao Ya said with a straight face: "It's just a one-sided relationship." Then he changed his words: "A hundred-sided relationship."
"A hundred faces! You and I have never seen a hundred faces!"
"The white head is like new." Gao Ya said casually, moving his arm from the back of his neck.Wu got it right: "Then we hit it off right away."
Gao Ya: "Exactly." Thinking of returning to the hall full of smog and a sense of vomiting, she said to Wu You, "I drank too much, and I don't have much energy. You can tell all your friends for me. Take your leave first."
Wu You smiled and said: "Brother, you are not stupid. I am annoyed by these people, they only talk nonsense, and there are no real heroes among them, only a full stomach of nonsense, I heard that most of them are made up , It’s really a good idea, I don’t want to embarrass you. ——I know, I don’t cause trouble. But you slipped away like this, please miss me. Can you introduce Feng Huanyuan to me?”
Gao Ya's feet were unsteady, and her headache was unbearable. "What do you know him for? As a teacher?"
Wu You waved his hands and said, "No, no, I have all my heart for you, second brother, and I am determined not to pay any other respects to my master. But Miss Zhong is said to be a famous beauty in the martial arts world. I have seen many heroes, beautiful ones. I haven't seen the heroine before, I really want to open my eyes, but I have no connections, if you are willing to say hello to him, second brother, and let me join in the fun, I will even take your gift..."
Gao Ya grabbed his arm: "You first think of a way to carry me back."
The next day, Gao Ya woke up at noon. She had a splitting headache when she woke up. When she moved her joints, her bones creaked. When she recalled the banquet last night, she was already very vague, only fragmentary memories of being brought back by Wu You at the end.Zhang Shaohua expects to return in two or three days, Gao Ya feels that he has done his best, and he doesn't care about the martial arts hall after the teaching time, he hastily cleaned up and wandered straight to Yongfu Temple.
The weather this day is better than yesterday, the sky is full of clouds, the sun is not too harsh, it is better than a clear sky, elegantly wearing a colorful robe, sitting on the elevated shelf, thinking about where to make the next stroke.Suddenly someone from below said: "How much will it cost to paint this wall?"
Gao Ya didn't turn her head back, and said flatly, "20 taels of silver."
The man said: "I'll give you 40 taels, can you come down?"
Gao Ya said: "Not good."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a dangerous shaking when he sat down. He quickly stabilized his figure and had to look down. Feng Huanyuan pressed one hand on the horizontal bar, raised his face and smiled, "Be careful not to fall."
Gao Ya felt murderous: "What are you doing here?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "I came here just to see you."
Gao Ya: "Your words sound disgusting."
Feng Huanyuan was very frustrated: "I'm telling the truth, but you still call me disgusting. Please come down, my neck is sore."
Gao Ya was also afraid of continuing to work at heights, and her personal safety could not be guaranteed. With a snort, she turned around and landed lightly. Environmental compromise. "Now that you've seen it, what else is there to do?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "This is what I said. Naturally, I came to the temple to ask the gods to worship Buddha. I put a lot of incense and offered a lot of money for sesame oil. People are not sages, and they can do nothing. If there is something wrong in the past, maybe the Buddha saw me. Sincerely, I am willing to forgive."
Gao Ya said: "Just do whatever you want with the Wanhu Family, as long as you donate a threshold in the end, the Buddha will definitely ignore the past."
Feng Huanyuan said: "I knew you would say that." He suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "I dreamed that you said that."
He peeled off that layer of cynical camouflage, and on the contrary became more unscrupulous, Gao Ya marveled at this person's face, but at the same time felt inexplicably relieved because he finally met frankly, and correspondingly lost a layer of scruples when speaking. "Otherwise, what do you want me to say? I wish you all the best and have a son soon?"
Feng Huanyuan exclaimed: "You are generous." He added: "I want to kill Zhong Zhimu."
In the Kuangran courtyard, the only tree is the master, and the fan chant that came intermittently from nowhere made the sleepy silence even more sticky.The bitter taste of the wine remaining under the tongue makes people feel confused.Gao Ya licked her dry lips, feeling that even if it was a lie, it was justifiable; Feng Huanyuan came to see him, after all, he had to find a reason.
He said: "Are you going to kill Zhong Zhimu?" What the two said was like talking about the weather.
Feng Huanyuan said: "That's the plan."
Gao Ya said solemnly: "I don't want to pour cold water on you. You have only been in charge of Mount Hua for half a year, and your foothold is not stable. If you kill Zhong Zhimu at this time, the Tunan faction will not be able to be used by you. If you are not careful, you will make enemies everywhere. Will this move be too eager for quick success?"
Feng Huanyuan laughed loudly and said, "Hearing what you said, I thought I had succeeded."
Gao Ya said: "Will you do things that you are not sure about?"
Feng Huanyuan waved his hand and said, "I don't care about that first. I thought you would be happy to see me succeed." He observed Gao Ya's expression, but he didn't see anything strange, and then sighed: "Or you are also very persistent, and you can only count if you do it yourself?"
Gao Ya looked at him in astonishment, his instinct was to get angry first, and even this anger would fall into his trap after a second thought, he wanted to take it as a preliminary step, although his sincerity was limited, what he really wanted was reciprocity. People sweat profusely when they think of it, but time has passed, but only this repeated trampling and provocation is left, and there is only a self-deprecating sourness in the chest for a while. "Feng Huanyuan, do you think you know everything?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "I don't know, but if you don't tell me, I'm not allowed to guess? Otherwise, you killed seven in and seven out of the Tunan faction by yourself, is it because you want to have a good time with Zhong Zhimu?"
He caught off guard and revealed the rumored past, but Gao Ya didn't even move his eyebrows. "That doesn't mean that I want him to die, let alone that I want him to be killed by you."
Feng Huanyuan said: "I know, you just want an explanation. Dare to ask, five years have passed, are you coming?"
Gao Ya turned her head: "This is my business."
Feng Huanyuan smiled and said: "Yes. Qian Chongxue colluded with the demon girl, it is a big treason. It is only natural for Zhong Zhimu to clean up the family. Originally, what you want is not a statement, but a clear heart. I am Qian Chongxue, and I will be grateful to you."
Gao Ya said: "Get out." He really couldn't say any other words.
Feng Huanyuan said: "This may be the last time you and I meet, do you insist that I carry this word to the grave?"
His tone suddenly became very affectionate. "Perhaps you don't have to worry about Zhong Zhimu. What can I do to someone you can't kill? You might as well worry about me. But you won't worry about me. Anyone who dares to act will say that he deserves to hold back , so I return that painting to the original owner; but if you say that you can give up, then I'm a bastard."
Elegance is a bit of a five-body prostration. "So you still want to have the best of both worlds?!"
Feng Huanyuan smiled and said, "Can't I even think about it?"
His madness was completely different from that on Mount Hua before, and Gao Ya suddenly had the premonition of dying together, and threatened to kill the scenery blurted out: "Aren't you afraid that I will publicize this matter?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "That depends on who you think should die more."
Gao Ya said: "Miss Zhong has nothing to apologize to you."
Feng Huanyuan spread his hands: "Even her father has nothing to say sorry to me."
He also seemed to be tired of such conversations, so he took a few steps back and took a look at the general layout of the pictures on the wall. In broad daylight, they were not all hideous yaksha ghosts, and the miserable backs drifting in the sea of blood. Might be a beauty.He looked at the back reluctantly, turned around and walked out, then stopped and patted his head again. "Almost forgot. The sky is dry, so be careful with candles."
Of course, if Feng Huanyuan came to watch the Arhat Hall in another evening, he might not be so disappointed.
Many things that can be done during the day cannot be done at night, and the thoughts at night may not be the same during the day.The same work would be completely different under different lighting conditions, and even the clay sculptures worshiped in the temple showed a bit of ferocity at night.
A young monk holds a torch and looks intently at the wall in front of him.Although it has not been completed (maybe it is because it has not yet been completed), the pattern decorated with blood red flames is enough to scare people out of good or bad.
But the more he watched, the more engrossed he was, and the torch got closer and closer, baking the color that hadn't fully dried until it almost flowed down.
A hand patted his shoulder silently from behind.A normal person might have been scared to death five times in the past.
The young monk remained motionless, but said calmly, "Did you draw this?"
Gao Ya said, "It's me."
He carefully took the torch from Pathama's hand. "I don't care if you want to burn Yongfu Temple, but if you destroy my painting, I will fight you hard."
Botanmo said, "Do you know why I came here?"
Gao Ya said: "Because you finally burned the Shuilu nunnery."
Botanmo said: "No. But if I continue to stay, I might not be able to bear it anymore. The abbot is very kind to me, I really shouldn't do this kind of thing."
Gao Ya: "I have no great favor for you, I still owe you a debt of gratitude, but I really want to ask you not to do such things here..."
Botanmo said: "Have you ever seen the scene where the fire dyed half the sky red?"
There was a fascinated expression on his face, and he said slowly: "Beams, bricks, walls, trees, all are in the fire, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, living things, dead things, tangible things All things, no matter how clean or messy they are, high or low, are all turned into invisible flames, forming clouds in the sky, and the most amazing thing is that even if they swallow all of them, the flames will not last long."
Gao Ya closed her eyes, and tried her best to let her imagination run wild according to his description.Botanmo said: "You don't have to pretend to understand. Everyone thinks I'm crazy. My former brothers didn't despise me because of this, but because they didn't think there was any special reason for killing people. Fire is in their eyes. It's just hot blood."
Gao Ya was very emotional after hearing this: "If you can't find a bosom friend in the Demon Cult where there are so many strange people, it means that living in groups all day long may not be of any benefit."
Botanmo said: "Not completely."
He turned his face to the part above the painting that he had just observed in detail.This part is a hell of ice, surrounded by violent storms and snow. On the top of the snow mountain, there is a woman kneeling, her long hair almost covering her whole body.The woman was holding a sword, the tip of the sword protruding from her back, and the dripping blood was very dazzling in the blue-gray.
It's certainly not a suicide scene.People in hell will not die.
Botanmo said, "I seem to know this person."
Gao Ya answered irrelevantly: "Look again, maybe you can recognize me."
Botanmo said: "It's too dark, I'll watch it tomorrow. Have you seen this girl recently?"
"I haven't seen you in five years."
Botanmo said: "Unfortunately, I thought you knew her very well."
Gao Ya said: "I'm not familiar with her at all. I can't be very familiar with her. If I know her too well, Qian Chongxue will never let me go."
Bo Tanmo frowned and said: "Is Qian Chongxue such a stingy person?" Then he said: "But I haven't seen her for a long time. Since I came to Shuilu Nunnery, I have cut off all the previous friends. But I When I left the church, I promised her that I could do one thing for her, no matter what it was."
Gao Ya said, "Where is she now?"
Bo Tanmo said, "Wancheng."
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Gao Ya said with a straight face: "It's just a one-sided relationship." Then he changed his words: "A hundred-sided relationship."
"A hundred faces! You and I have never seen a hundred faces!"
"The white head is like new." Gao Ya said casually, moving his arm from the back of his neck.Wu got it right: "Then we hit it off right away."
Gao Ya: "Exactly." Thinking of returning to the hall full of smog and a sense of vomiting, she said to Wu You, "I drank too much, and I don't have much energy. You can tell all your friends for me. Take your leave first."
Wu You smiled and said: "Brother, you are not stupid. I am annoyed by these people, they only talk nonsense, and there are no real heroes among them, only a full stomach of nonsense, I heard that most of them are made up , It’s really a good idea, I don’t want to embarrass you. ——I know, I don’t cause trouble. But you slipped away like this, please miss me. Can you introduce Feng Huanyuan to me?”
Gao Ya's feet were unsteady, and her headache was unbearable. "What do you know him for? As a teacher?"
Wu You waved his hands and said, "No, no, I have all my heart for you, second brother, and I am determined not to pay any other respects to my master. But Miss Zhong is said to be a famous beauty in the martial arts world. I have seen many heroes, beautiful ones. I haven't seen the heroine before, I really want to open my eyes, but I have no connections, if you are willing to say hello to him, second brother, and let me join in the fun, I will even take your gift..."
Gao Ya grabbed his arm: "You first think of a way to carry me back."
The next day, Gao Ya woke up at noon. She had a splitting headache when she woke up. When she moved her joints, her bones creaked. When she recalled the banquet last night, she was already very vague, only fragmentary memories of being brought back by Wu You at the end.Zhang Shaohua expects to return in two or three days, Gao Ya feels that he has done his best, and he doesn't care about the martial arts hall after the teaching time, he hastily cleaned up and wandered straight to Yongfu Temple.
The weather this day is better than yesterday, the sky is full of clouds, the sun is not too harsh, it is better than a clear sky, elegantly wearing a colorful robe, sitting on the elevated shelf, thinking about where to make the next stroke.Suddenly someone from below said: "How much will it cost to paint this wall?"
Gao Ya didn't turn her head back, and said flatly, "20 taels of silver."
The man said: "I'll give you 40 taels, can you come down?"
Gao Ya said: "Not good."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a dangerous shaking when he sat down. He quickly stabilized his figure and had to look down. Feng Huanyuan pressed one hand on the horizontal bar, raised his face and smiled, "Be careful not to fall."
Gao Ya felt murderous: "What are you doing here?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "I came here just to see you."
Gao Ya: "Your words sound disgusting."
Feng Huanyuan was very frustrated: "I'm telling the truth, but you still call me disgusting. Please come down, my neck is sore."
Gao Ya was also afraid of continuing to work at heights, and her personal safety could not be guaranteed. With a snort, she turned around and landed lightly. Environmental compromise. "Now that you've seen it, what else is there to do?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "This is what I said. Naturally, I came to the temple to ask the gods to worship Buddha. I put a lot of incense and offered a lot of money for sesame oil. People are not sages, and they can do nothing. If there is something wrong in the past, maybe the Buddha saw me. Sincerely, I am willing to forgive."
Gao Ya said: "Just do whatever you want with the Wanhu Family, as long as you donate a threshold in the end, the Buddha will definitely ignore the past."
Feng Huanyuan said: "I knew you would say that." He suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "I dreamed that you said that."
He peeled off that layer of cynical camouflage, and on the contrary became more unscrupulous, Gao Ya marveled at this person's face, but at the same time felt inexplicably relieved because he finally met frankly, and correspondingly lost a layer of scruples when speaking. "Otherwise, what do you want me to say? I wish you all the best and have a son soon?"
Feng Huanyuan exclaimed: "You are generous." He added: "I want to kill Zhong Zhimu."
In the Kuangran courtyard, the only tree is the master, and the fan chant that came intermittently from nowhere made the sleepy silence even more sticky.The bitter taste of the wine remaining under the tongue makes people feel confused.Gao Ya licked her dry lips, feeling that even if it was a lie, it was justifiable; Feng Huanyuan came to see him, after all, he had to find a reason.
He said: "Are you going to kill Zhong Zhimu?" What the two said was like talking about the weather.
Feng Huanyuan said: "That's the plan."
Gao Ya said solemnly: "I don't want to pour cold water on you. You have only been in charge of Mount Hua for half a year, and your foothold is not stable. If you kill Zhong Zhimu at this time, the Tunan faction will not be able to be used by you. If you are not careful, you will make enemies everywhere. Will this move be too eager for quick success?"
Feng Huanyuan laughed loudly and said, "Hearing what you said, I thought I had succeeded."
Gao Ya said: "Will you do things that you are not sure about?"
Feng Huanyuan waved his hand and said, "I don't care about that first. I thought you would be happy to see me succeed." He observed Gao Ya's expression, but he didn't see anything strange, and then sighed: "Or you are also very persistent, and you can only count if you do it yourself?"
Gao Ya looked at him in astonishment, his instinct was to get angry first, and even this anger would fall into his trap after a second thought, he wanted to take it as a preliminary step, although his sincerity was limited, what he really wanted was reciprocity. People sweat profusely when they think of it, but time has passed, but only this repeated trampling and provocation is left, and there is only a self-deprecating sourness in the chest for a while. "Feng Huanyuan, do you think you know everything?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "I don't know, but if you don't tell me, I'm not allowed to guess? Otherwise, you killed seven in and seven out of the Tunan faction by yourself, is it because you want to have a good time with Zhong Zhimu?"
He caught off guard and revealed the rumored past, but Gao Ya didn't even move his eyebrows. "That doesn't mean that I want him to die, let alone that I want him to be killed by you."
Feng Huanyuan said: "I know, you just want an explanation. Dare to ask, five years have passed, are you coming?"
Gao Ya turned her head: "This is my business."
Feng Huanyuan smiled and said: "Yes. Qian Chongxue colluded with the demon girl, it is a big treason. It is only natural for Zhong Zhimu to clean up the family. Originally, what you want is not a statement, but a clear heart. I am Qian Chongxue, and I will be grateful to you."
Gao Ya said: "Get out." He really couldn't say any other words.
Feng Huanyuan said: "This may be the last time you and I meet, do you insist that I carry this word to the grave?"
His tone suddenly became very affectionate. "Perhaps you don't have to worry about Zhong Zhimu. What can I do to someone you can't kill? You might as well worry about me. But you won't worry about me. Anyone who dares to act will say that he deserves to hold back , so I return that painting to the original owner; but if you say that you can give up, then I'm a bastard."
Elegance is a bit of a five-body prostration. "So you still want to have the best of both worlds?!"
Feng Huanyuan smiled and said, "Can't I even think about it?"
His madness was completely different from that on Mount Hua before, and Gao Ya suddenly had the premonition of dying together, and threatened to kill the scenery blurted out: "Aren't you afraid that I will publicize this matter?"
Feng Huanyuan said: "That depends on who you think should die more."
Gao Ya said: "Miss Zhong has nothing to apologize to you."
Feng Huanyuan spread his hands: "Even her father has nothing to say sorry to me."
He also seemed to be tired of such conversations, so he took a few steps back and took a look at the general layout of the pictures on the wall. In broad daylight, they were not all hideous yaksha ghosts, and the miserable backs drifting in the sea of blood. Might be a beauty.He looked at the back reluctantly, turned around and walked out, then stopped and patted his head again. "Almost forgot. The sky is dry, so be careful with candles."
Of course, if Feng Huanyuan came to watch the Arhat Hall in another evening, he might not be so disappointed.
Many things that can be done during the day cannot be done at night, and the thoughts at night may not be the same during the day.The same work would be completely different under different lighting conditions, and even the clay sculptures worshiped in the temple showed a bit of ferocity at night.
A young monk holds a torch and looks intently at the wall in front of him.Although it has not been completed (maybe it is because it has not yet been completed), the pattern decorated with blood red flames is enough to scare people out of good or bad.
But the more he watched, the more engrossed he was, and the torch got closer and closer, baking the color that hadn't fully dried until it almost flowed down.
A hand patted his shoulder silently from behind.A normal person might have been scared to death five times in the past.
The young monk remained motionless, but said calmly, "Did you draw this?"
Gao Ya said, "It's me."
He carefully took the torch from Pathama's hand. "I don't care if you want to burn Yongfu Temple, but if you destroy my painting, I will fight you hard."
Botanmo said, "Do you know why I came here?"
Gao Ya said: "Because you finally burned the Shuilu nunnery."
Botanmo said: "No. But if I continue to stay, I might not be able to bear it anymore. The abbot is very kind to me, I really shouldn't do this kind of thing."
Gao Ya: "I have no great favor for you, I still owe you a debt of gratitude, but I really want to ask you not to do such things here..."
Botanmo said: "Have you ever seen the scene where the fire dyed half the sky red?"
There was a fascinated expression on his face, and he said slowly: "Beams, bricks, walls, trees, all are in the fire, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, living things, dead things, tangible things All things, no matter how clean or messy they are, high or low, are all turned into invisible flames, forming clouds in the sky, and the most amazing thing is that even if they swallow all of them, the flames will not last long."
Gao Ya closed her eyes, and tried her best to let her imagination run wild according to his description.Botanmo said: "You don't have to pretend to understand. Everyone thinks I'm crazy. My former brothers didn't despise me because of this, but because they didn't think there was any special reason for killing people. Fire is in their eyes. It's just hot blood."
Gao Ya was very emotional after hearing this: "If you can't find a bosom friend in the Demon Cult where there are so many strange people, it means that living in groups all day long may not be of any benefit."
Botanmo said: "Not completely."
He turned his face to the part above the painting that he had just observed in detail.This part is a hell of ice, surrounded by violent storms and snow. On the top of the snow mountain, there is a woman kneeling, her long hair almost covering her whole body.The woman was holding a sword, the tip of the sword protruding from her back, and the dripping blood was very dazzling in the blue-gray.
It's certainly not a suicide scene.People in hell will not die.
Botanmo said, "I seem to know this person."
Gao Ya answered irrelevantly: "Look again, maybe you can recognize me."
Botanmo said: "It's too dark, I'll watch it tomorrow. Have you seen this girl recently?"
"I haven't seen you in five years."
Botanmo said: "Unfortunately, I thought you knew her very well."
Gao Ya said: "I'm not familiar with her at all. I can't be very familiar with her. If I know her too well, Qian Chongxue will never let me go."
Bo Tanmo frowned and said: "Is Qian Chongxue such a stingy person?" Then he said: "But I haven't seen her for a long time. Since I came to Shuilu Nunnery, I have cut off all the previous friends. But I When I left the church, I promised her that I could do one thing for her, no matter what it was."
Gao Ya said, "Where is she now?"
Bo Tanmo said, "Wancheng."
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