red and white

Chapter 80

Time went back to the early morning of the previous night.

Mu Gesheng and his party left Zhuhua in Yeshui, Zhu Yinxiao showed his original shape and flew into the sky with the two of them.

Their destination is Penglai.

Suzaku travels thousands of miles a day, and although Penglai is far away in the sea, it is only an instant away.

Not long after, the surrounding air began to become humid, and the night was no longer dark. Starlight emerged from the stratus clouds, and the sound of the tide lapping on the shore came from below.

"Old Five, just put us at the ferry." Mu Gesheng said: "Your real body has too big a goal. We are here to make trouble this time, not to be guests. We sneaked into the village secretly, and we don't want to see it."

"What time is it?" Zhu Yinxiao had no choice but to say, "You know how to bury someone, fourth."

Penglai is a fairy mountain on the sea, which is not accessible to ordinary people, but there is a beach of rocks not far from the mountain, which is a ferry, and a bottomless boat is tied to it, which is convenient for foreigners to enter and exit.

It was a full moon that night, and a huge moon shadow was reflected on the sea. The reef beach was in the middle of the moon shadow, and there was a small boat in the milky white halo.

Zhu Yinxiao landed on the reef, and the two jumped from mid-air, Chai Shuxin bent down to untie the cable, Mu Gesheng patted Suzaku's feathers, and said, "Old Wu, just send it here."

Zhu Yinxiao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, he has encountered this kind of scene too many times, he is the youngest student in Ginkgo Study, the one protected by everyone, and often the last one left behind .

Each time, he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, this time the person he saw off was not alone, but accompanied by him.

Finally, the scarlet bird lowered its head and rubbed against Mu Gesheng's neck.

"Fourth brother, brother."

"It's safe to go."

Chai Shuxin propped up the oars, the sound of the waves was endless, and the rocky beach gradually moved away. Suzaku was still standing there, turning into a small red ball.

"Old Five continues to stand like this, and he will become a new generation of Wangfushi." Mu Gesheng said, "The sea is windy, and his bird feathers will definitely be blown bald."

He took out the cigarette stick that came from Ubiyou, put it in his mouth, and reached out his hand to take out a box of matches from the firewood pocket.

Chai Shuxin usually disapproved of his smoking, but this time he just paused without saying a word.

Mu Gesheng exhaled a puff of smoke, surrounded by green mist.He hadn't touched the Gujuan tobacco rod for a long time, and the ebony wood was inlaid with a golden cigarette holder, which had a dull luster in the night.

He thought for a while, as if he picked up a topic at random, "Back then in Ginkgo Study, the third child was actually not good at smoking."

Chai Shuxin: "I know."

"His voice is naturally good, it's a pity to smoke." Mu Gesheng held the pipe in his mouth, his voice was a little muffled by the sea breeze, "At that time, my second child and I used to use the pipe of the aunt to mess around... Every now and then, he summons a half-ghost to help wash the dishes and cook."

As he said that, he smiled, "At that time, the third child was like a veritable accountant, and he even carried a housekeeping team on call in his cigarette rod."

"When I went to study abroad, it was actually not you, nor the second child, but the third child who wrote the most letters." Mu Gesheng said: "The postage was very expensive at that time, so I wanted to save money. The third child is like the one who can't go out among us. Let's not talk about the second child, he can go to heaven and earth with a knife. Although you were involved in the affairs of the Yao family at that time, your letter seemed to have the intention of going abroad to study medicine Only the third child, the skills of the Yin-Yang family are useless when they go abroad, the time and place are different, and he is so worried about his life, he will probably never go out for the rest of his life."

"He doesn't leave the door. Now that I've gone out, I'll write more in the letter." Mu Gesheng tapped on the cigarette rod, and said casually: "I was in France for a while, and I especially liked the place on the left bank of the Seine. I wrote to him in a small coffee shop. At that time, I had a classmate who wanted to learn Chinese, so I used my third letter to teach her to recognize Chinese characters. It’s a pity that this guy doesn’t understand the style. Every time he writes in the letter, it’s always La Li. What the heck, eat more and drink more water and don't mess with the relationship between men and women, my classmate thought he was my mother."

"I write and write casually, and he listens casually. It seems that he will be with me, wandering around the world." Mu Gesheng said with a smile.

What one aunt said in vain, another aunt listened to, in the end it was full of paper and nothing, but many years have passed like this.

Each generation of Wuchangzi only fills cigarettes once, and until Wuchangzi dies, the shredded tobacco in the pipe will not be burned out.The taste of Gujuan smoke is very strange, like an ancient hookah mixed with an old dark fragrance. Mu Gesheng doesn't know the formula of this smoke, but he knows the source of one of the aromas.

It was the smell of ashes.

Chai Shuxin listened to him quietly, and said, "I sent you a letter at that time, and you said you were not short of money."

"And I'm not interested in studying abroad, I just want to find you."

Mu Gesheng seemed to be waiting for his words, and he was immediately happy, "Why do you even eat your brother-in-law's jealousy for three or nine days?"

Chai Shuxin glanced at him with a helpless expression.

As the sea breeze passed by, Mu Gesheng seemed very relaxed. He said these words as if he was talking casually, intending to adjust the atmosphere.The tone is pretending to be ambiguous, like a moon hidden under the waves.

Chai Shuxin stirred it down with a paddle and fished the moon up.

"We'll be in Penglai soon." Mu Gesheng said lazily, "Stop rowing, come and lie down with me for a while."

After all, it is rare to have a beautiful day and a beautiful night, and the night is full and full moon. They should date first, and then kill and set fire.

To get rid of such things as Penglai, in Mu Gesheng's words, repeat the old tune, learn the new by reviewing the past.Chai Shuxin is an old player. He was once a rookie and acquainted with the second time. Last time he burned other people's lairs, he burned them very smoothly. This time, there is nothing to say, just do it.

He has almost no plans. On the one hand, he and Chai Shuxin know each other too well, and there are many things that need not be said.

On the other hand, in the previous conversation with the little novice, Mu Gesheng had a vague feeling that the failure of the painting seemed to be something that could be perceived through the money spent by the mountain ghost. The little novice was also hindered by this, and many words could only be hinted.

And that day he left Penglai without saying goodbye, never sent anyone to look for him when he couldn't complete the painting, not even a greeting, this is absolutely abnormal.He must have had a premonition of something.

If this is true, then Mu Gesheng can only be as silent as possible, so as not to spoil the whole story before the game starts.

According to the tacit understanding between him and Chai Shuxin, they should divide into two groups in Penglai, Chai Shuxin is responsible for attracting the attention of those who can't be painted, and Mu Gesheng will place tokens from six families at the corners of each formation, and finally form a large formation, directly in one pot. .

Of course, this is the most ideal situation, but the reality is always full of various changes and surprises.

Chai Shuxin noticed something was wrong when the boat just docked, "It's too quiet." He frowned.

It was indeed too quiet, the Penglai sect was at its peak, with more than a thousand disciples, but not to mention human voices, there was not even a breath of wind.

what happened?If the painting can't be completed, they will come, and they will take away the property overnight and run away?

Mu Gesheng squinted his eyes to look at the mountain gate in the distance, and suddenly felt a little strange.

He took out a few mountain ghosts to spend money, and took a guess on the spot. Chai Shuxin looked at him, "How is it?"

"A good news and a..."

"bad news."

"The bad news is that it's crazy not to be able to paint. He probably expected that his wishful thinking of devouring the luck of the other six families had failed, so he simply held back a big move." Mu Gesheng paused, as if digesting some information, After a while, he said: "He sealed up the whole Penglai Island and made it into a furnace."

Chai Shuxin immediately understood what Mu Gesheng meant, "You mean, he wants to refine everyone in Penglai Island?"

"Theoretically speaking, it works. If he really has such a big appetite, and Penglai has more than a thousand people, eating them all in one go, maybe he will really be able to cultivate to the full and ascend to the Dao."

Mu Gesheng was a little shocked, "I thought he would be shameless, but I didn't expect him to be so shameless. Sure enough, foodies have no bottom line."

"He sealed off Penglai Island, but we still came in." Chai Shuxin was thinking about another thing, "He is waiting for us."

"Yes." Mu Gesheng nodded, "Huacheng knew we were coming, and he was ready. Judging by his posture, he wanted to refine us together."

With the enemy in sight, the two looked at each other and quickly finished the division of labor—Mu Gesheng threw the mountain ghost to spend money, "I can't paint on the top of the mountain, be careful on the road."

Chai Shuxin nodded, glanced at him, and disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

It’s impossible to do this, but in fact, he helped them invisibly. He sealed off the entire Penglai Island, so once Penglai is destroyed, the impact on the outside world will be much smaller.

But there are also disadvantages. If the refining speed is not fast enough, Mu Gesheng may not have time to deploy the entire formation, and even the tokens of the six families will be swallowed by him.

Then they would have no chance of winning.

So the top priority is to grab the time - Chai Shuxin goes to stop the psychopath who wants to become a fairy and goes crazy, while Mu Gesheng races against time to set up the formation.

They are all old and immortal, it depends on whose hands and feet are quick.

Chai Shuxin was speeding along the mountain road. He used the fastest speed and climbed to the top of the Jiange Pavilion within half an hour.

The snow is capped, and the sea of ​​clouds is transpiring.

Above the Jiange, under the full moon, there is a large silver lake named Baiyunbian.

In Chai Shuxin's memory, the edge of the white clouds would only appear on a day of severe cold. If the painting could not be completed, I don't know what method was used to reproduce this scene in the midsummer.

I can't paint a boat on the lake, dressed in white, with a jug on the boat.

He noticed Chai Shuxin's arrival, but he didn't turn his head back. He just threw off the fishing rod and put a green carp he had just caught back into the lake, "You're here."

Chai Shuxin didn't say anything, and flew up, licked the red knife out of its sheath, cut the dazzling streamer in mid-air, and slashed directly at the painting!

He put [-]% of his strength into this blow, even if he couldn't finish the painting, he had to get up and dodge. The boat was cut in half immediately, and the wind of the knife smashed into the bottom of the lake, causing a big wave.

The water curtain filled the sky, and he sighed when he couldn't paint, "It's a pity that there is a pot of good wine."

Chai Shuxin didn't answer his words at all, and kept silent and aggressive. If saying that the painting is not completed is suspected of telling stories and deceiving people, then when he comes to Chai Shuxin, he is completely charming for the blind to see-no use.

He is completely different from Mu Gesheng in this point. If the person standing here is Mu Gesheng, he is likely to have a cross talk with Hua Bucheng while beating.

One is the Changshengzi and the other is the Rakshazi. Although it is impossible to make a deliberate plan to move, Chai Shuxin is not a good person, and each of them bears a blood debt.

Immortals subdue demons, Rakshas feed tigers.

Chai Shuxin's speed has almost turned into an afterimage. Under the moonlight, he can only catch the fiery red light. Every knife he cuts on the fatal joints that cannot be drawn, forcing the opponent to defend himself——落红The knife hit something and made a sharp sound.

If you can't draw, draw your sword out of its sheath.

Chai Shuxin has only seen unpainted swords in illusions, and that was a hundred years ago. Now that a hundred years have passed, the other party has reached nowhere.

A sword rolled up a thousand piles of snow, with awe-inspiring aura.

They confronted each other on the lake, one was dressed in black with a red sword, and was astonishingly gorgeous, while the other was dressed in white with a clear sword, elegant and elegant.

Rakshasa and monk, ghost and immortal, two completely different auras exploded on the surface of the lake, clashing and colliding, an invisible confrontation swelled, and the lake was full of waves, even startling the snow on the distant mountains.

"I haven't used a sword for many years, because I didn't have a suitable opponent, but you only used one move." Can't draw, stroked the sword, "You are indeed a student of the younger brother."

The evil spirit on Chai Shuxin's body suddenly rose, "You don't deserve to call him."

"It's really inappropriate to call him that." Hua Bucheng actually nodded, "After all, Mo Qingbei is no longer from Penglai."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Chai Shuxin knew that there was no need to say anything. The memory left by the master of Gingko Zhai was not wrong, and the failure to paint was indeed broken.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the other party to be so calm, as calm as a deep lake in a severe cold, frozen with frost, without a trace of waves.

Is this the fairy?

Is this Xiaoyao?

The big waves poured down, as if the world was full of rain.

Chai Shuxin let out a sigh of relief, cut the palm of his hand with the blade, and the long knife was covered with blood. He put the blood-dripping blade across his eyebrows, and made an ancient gesture of raising his hands.

Unable to draw, he was slightly taken aback, "Lick the red knife technique? Mozi actually passed it on to you?"

No one answered, replaced by an extremely violent knife wind.

Mu Gesheng ran wildly in the bamboo forest.

He had sorted out the terrain of the entire Penglai before, and calculated the position of each formation eye in advance. He first circled a big circle around the edge of the entire Penglai Island, and used mountain ghosts to spend money to surround the entire island. , Then go to each formation eye and place tokens.

Jinding, Yaotai, Tide Watching Pavilion, Fusang Well, Xianren Bridge... When he walked on the bridge, Mu Gesheng saw snow avalanche on the top of the mountain in the distance, and even he could feel the aftershock.

It seems that Chai Shuxin has already fought with Huabucheng, and the situation is very stalemate.

Xianren Bridge is a cross-shaped bridge, resting on mountains and rivers, with flying beams in fish ponds.The entire bridge was built in the valley, surrounded by green hills, the bridge is extremely long, almost covering the entire valley, with four huge pools divided by the cross axis.

Mu Gesheng had a little impression of this place. He had heard Song Wentong mention before that Xianren Bridge connects the four major regions of Penglai, which is a bit like a transportation hub.But what is extraordinary is that the stone material of Xianren Bridge is so special that it can outline the sky after it is completed.

The so-called delineating the sky, Song Wentong explained to Mu Gesheng at the beginning, "When you look down from the sky at night, you can see four moons reflected in the four pools."

Including the sun and the moon, and arranging the stars, each side of the pool is a whole world.

Song Wentong wasn't very interested in this spectacle, the Mohists had many miraculous techniques, and many methods could achieve this effect.The simplest way is to use the light and shadow and the reflection of the water surface, and the most mysterious explanation - "The stone of the Immortal Bridge may be the scraps left after Nuwa repaired the sky, so the bridge body can resonate with the sky, so it outlines the sky. .” Song Wentong said.

However, it is undeniable that the Immortal Bridge was built in ancient times. From Mu Gesheng's point of view, there is a huge room for appreciation.

It's a very valuable toy.

According to Mu Gesheng's arrangement, the token to be placed on the eye of the Immortal Bridge was Suzaku's blood, but Mu Gesheng realized something was wrong when he got to the place - a drop of blood dripped from one side of the square pool, and the Suzaku's blood in his hand was only Three drops.

It's not that there is no other way, but ever since Mu Gesheng stepped on the bridge, he obviously felt something strange.

It doesn't taste right here.

Penglaizhou is an overseas fairy mountain. It is a blessed place with caves and heavens. The whole island breathes out the essence of heaven and earth, and the spiritual veins here are extremely smooth.Although Mu Gesheng did not practice immortality, he somehow surpassed ordinary people's perception. The aura of the whole island is very smooth, but the Immortal Bridge is different.

Something is blocking here.

Mu Gesheng squinted his eyes, probably guessing what went wrong here.

He should have found the core of the refining furnace that cannot be painted.

Along the way, Mu Gesheng didn't see any Penglai disciples. If he didn't expect, maybe everyone was thrown into the square pool.

These are four mass graves.

The ancients said that one will be successful, and ten thousand bones will be destroyed. I didn't expect that Xiuxian would play like this-what is the difference between an immortal made of living human bones and a ghost?

Mu Gesheng was a little sympathetic, feeling that the Changshengzi was like a monkey king who couldn't figure out the importance, and he gave up Huaguoshan to fight for the position of Bi Mawen.

He took out the only remaining mountain ghost to spend money, tossed a trigram on the spot, calculated three directions, and then dripped Suzaku's blood into the pool.

If he moved fast enough, those Penglai disciples inside might be saved.

What is this called? It is obvious that they ransacked the house aggressively, but in the end they asked bandits to protect the owner's personal and property safety.

Mu Gesheng sighed, shook his head, walked to the last pool, and jumped down.

Song Wentong had previously told him that no one dared to jump on the Immortal Bridge in Penglai, and the beauty is the beauty, but the rumor was too evil, and some people said that jumping on it would lead to Zhuxiantai, and his cultivation would be ruined.

But Mozi didn't believe in this evil, and he didn't cultivate immortality, so he jumped down when he found time. One jump was not enough, so he jumped all four.

One of them is an ordinary pool, the fish raised are a little fat, nothing special, "may be the food base of the dining room"; the other is probably the private warehouse of the elders of Penglai, it is an underwater mountain with countless caves, " It’s a bit like Mogao Grottoes, there are many doors, and the locks are hard to pick, but you can make a lot of money if you open it.” There is also a disgusting place, which is used by Penglai to suppress all kinds of ghosts. “It’s cleaner than Fengdu Prison. , but not much better."

In short, Mozi has a lot of experience and knowledge, the first three are nothing unusual to him, but he didn't understand the last one.

He only said a plausible metaphor to Mu Gesheng, "It's a bit like a water curtain hole".

Good guy, it's really a whole Huaguo Mountain.

Why don't you come to a daughter country?

Mugesheng jumped into the pool, spending money with a mountain ghost in his mouth, feeling like he had passed through a curtain of water.

The wetness was gone, and he stepped onto flat ground.

At first, the sight was black, then it turned from dark to bright, and light appeared in front of his eyes.

Mu Gesheng smelled a familiar aroma, at first he thought it was his hallucination, then he saw golden everywhere, and slowly opened his eyes wide.

This is Ginkgo Study.