Hibiscus

Chapter 32 Chapter 32

In the deep night of Yulou, I can only hear the howling wind on the top of the pines, the mountains with steep rocks, the strange wind is surging, the hair tips like ink are blown away by a sudden gust of wind, Fusang is fascinated by the eyes. This grotesque formation is quite a headache.Suddenly heard the sound of a zither, and when Fusang went to look for it again, it seemed that he had come through the clouds. Fusang frowned, as if she was quite familiar with it, but felt a little uncomfortable. She walked all the way, and saw Lin A short wall suddenly appeared in the middle, she was a little surprised, and slowly walked away, only to see a stone room with a set of white chess built in, and a few stone piles left, she said that there are many ways to this strange gate of Dunjia Road, and then The lotus feet flew up and down, for a long time, the stone table suddenly appeared strange, and after a while, Fusang fell uncontrollably, she closed her eyes and thought that this is really over.

I never thought that this place is actually another village with dark willows and bright flowers. A few rays of starlight fell from the top of my head. I couldn’t help but feel the ingenious craftsmanship of this star-studded chessboard. After inspecting the surrounding area, I saw a blood cup the size of a wine cup falling on the net array. Here, Fusang was delighted for a moment, and Fang wanted to reach out to get it, when she heard the sound of playing the piano, she frowned,

"Who is playing tricks there?"

The sound of the piano suddenly came from far to near, and when it got closer, I saw a woman in white shirt holding a Bixia fan pendant in one hand, hiding in the dark, silent.

"Who are you?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was extremely awe-inspiring, "You can neither touch nor use the blood cup."

"If you want to stop me, do it."

She lightly touched the fan bone with her fingertips, and tapped again and again, "You know that the blood cup nourishes the soul with blood, and nourishes the spirit with life"

Fusang didn't know what she meant by her words, "Isn't it just a life, I can afford it"

She laughed lightly at this moment, but the smile contained some sarcasm and coldness, "I was thinking just now, if you flinch and hesitate a little bit, maybe I will give it to you, but you are really Disappointed”

"It turns out that you can do this for Jiang Yun."

She came suddenly from the dark, with light and fine steps, there was a faint fragrance floating, only a few hair tips scattered between her temples, which did not reduce the dizzy charm under her green eyebrows.

Fusang's current expression is really weird, his mind is full of why Xihe is in Beiyue, and he blurted out "Why are you here?"

She smiled lightly, "If I didn't seduce you, how could you come to see me?"

Fusang suddenly realized, and Gu Shu seemed to have found a reason for her abnormality that day, "Have you been following me for a long time?"

She suddenly lowered her head and said with a trace of loneliness, "I just want to see you"

Fusang naturally couldn't believe this, so he just sneered, "I told you, I'm not Ah Qing, nor her substitute, why are you still pestering me so much?"

Seeing her shaking her head in a panic, Fusang thought that he had spoken too aggressively, and wondered the chances of getting the blood cup at this moment, but she suddenly raised the handle of the fan, and the fan in her hand Then he rushed out of the cloth chess, and she said with a stern look, "Oops, the barrier is about to be broken."

At this moment, the ground was surging, as if it was about to collapse, Xi He hugged Fusang away, and Fusang huddled in her arms, grabbed her collar, and said anxiously, "What's going on, where's the blood cup?"

Xi He frowned, "You want to save Jiang Yun, you can't use the blood cup, and this method doesn't work at all, Jiang Yun is neither a human nor a god, nor a demon, even the blood cup can't bring her back to life."

Seeing Fusang's unbelievable look again, she added viciously, "You'd better give up your heart sooner."

Fusang was quite resistant to meeting Xi He again, but in Xi He's eyes, that resistance was nothing more than a cat's paw's teasing. As long as she thought about the past, she felt exhausted, that kind of hasty life , seemed again like she was spreading over.

"Let me go," Fusang said, feeling as though his dry heart could shed tears again.

But Xi He squeezed her hand in an instant, and crawled on her body inch by inch, "What are you doing if I let you go? What if you run away again?"

Fusang smiled, and bumped into her full arms as if she was exhausted.

As soon as Xihe touched Fusang, Fusang trembled all over. She was stunned, and tucked up the corner of the blanket for Fusang, "It was my fault that day, you should rest earlier."

As soon as she turned around, Fusang grabbed her hand and groped carefully, "Don't you want it?"

Her expression darkened, and there was a deep meaning in Fusang's eyes that Fusang couldn't understand, "You are too tired."

Fusang looked at her with a smile, "Are you scared?" She raised her eyebrows, and only breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn't understand." Not better." When she heard this, she hurriedly pulled Fusang's hand away, and said in a bad tone, "You are too naive, Fusang."

Fusang's life suddenly fell into a trough again, like an animal without beginning or end. When Xi He entered the room, seeing her still lying on the bed, he poked her back with his hand, "Aren't you going to get up?"

Fusang turned around to look at her, glanced at her, and didn't speak.

Seeing that Fusang was depressed, she suggested, "Let's go swimming in the lake tonight before the Lantern Festival."

Fusang nodded and turned to look at her. Seeing that Fusang was not moving, she hugged Fusang with some amusement.Fusang was held in her arms motionless, she took a look at Fusang, wiped Fusang again with a brocade handkerchief, hugged Fusang and went out.

Fusang was buried in her arms, and she didn't dare to look up. She greeted the coachman and carried Fusang into the carriage all the way.

"You are getting fatter"

Fusang opened his eyes and saw a teasing smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I can go by myself."

She held Fusang's palm lightly in her arms, and said, "If you had said it earlier, I wouldn't have to bother." Fusang glanced at her, then quietly curled up in a corner, lost in thought.Fusang probably didn't expect her to be so patient. She had been grieving for nothing for several days, but she still didn't recover.

The two of them got out of the carriage and stepped onto the boat. Inside the boat, there was a singer singing a song about returning home. Fusang was listening and watching her playing the music. Seeing that Fusang was fascinated, she took the cards and dice Come here, after eating a few cards, Fusang got out of the boat without interest, and couldn't help being dazed when he saw the lights outside, and Xi He also followed her, without making a sound, "I'm better too The days are gone, I want to go back to Yishan."

Xi He didn't ask why, but just nodded, Fu Sang suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help asking her curiously, "Did you kill Su Xinzhi?"

She raised her eyebrows, Fusang saw her suave expression, she didn't seem to be lying, "That day he turned into a ghost, insisting that I killed him."

Xi He frowned, shook his head and said, "It's not me."

Fusang nodded and said, "His death is quite strange."

She hastily brought Fusang's consciousness over, "Don't think too much."

Fusang couldn't figure it out for a while, so he went into the cabin to rest again.

Fusang has always been brooding over the fact that she was taken away to Nanyu Mountain. When seeing Xihe again, her perverse temper suddenly rushed to the top. When the two met, they would either quarrel or fight. Fusang would yell at her several times , scolding her for being just a treacherous villain, despicable and shameless, she just frowned to look at Fusang, her expression was unclear.

Fusang suddenly remembered that Fu An had been missing since that day, "Where is Fu An?"

Xi He took a sip of tea methodically, "What are you doing with that little traitor?"

"She's just a kid"

She seemed to be annoyed, "You are magnanimous to others, but you are mean and ruthless to me."

Seeing that her tone was rather shabby, Fusang ignored her, and only hoped that Fu An could save the day, so that he could look for her after she escaped.

After all, Fusang couldn't hold any interest in this Nanyu Mountain, and suddenly thought of where the blood cup was lost, he was upset and irritable for a while.

"The blood cup is not on me now." She seemed to see through Fusang's thoughts, and Fusang said with some disdain, "What good intentions do you have? A selfish person like you will not end well."

Fusang almost uttered vicious words. When she heard this, her face turned pale again, revealing a kind of emptiness. Fusang saw that her expression was not good, and was annoyed at her situation for a while. In order to save face, he closed his eyes and ignored her. At the end of the day, he only heard her say something before leaving, "I have such a little selfishness, but my little selfishness is all hoping for your well-being, that is, If you don't like it, I'll still do it."

When Fusang met Zhongli again, he never thought of this scene. When he saw Fusang coming, he didn't give her any good looks, and even felt extremely disgusted. Why is it disgusting? Perhaps it was the killing intent in his eyes.

"I heard that you haven't slept well recently"

At that time, Fusang was leaning on the bed, and turned his head to look at a plum blossom. Seeing Fusang like this, he shook his needle bag angrily, "It doesn't look like a weak person, I think You look a little bit healthier than someone, I really don’t know why she insisted on me coming to see you.”

Fusang immediately grasped the topic, thinking that she hadn't seen Xi He for some time, "What's wrong with her?"

Perhaps it was Fusang's serious tone that angered him all of a sudden, he glanced at Fusang, and cursed at Fusang,

"I've never seen anyone who is less conscientious than you. When you were lying half dead on the back mountain, who broke your muscles and bones for you to keep your face from harming your life? Now you are doing better, for the sake of a life-and-death book People who didn’t record it, what did you say that you got up and came back to life, you think you are a Daluo god, luckily Xihe also believed it, and really sacrificed his own blood to the blood cup, that thing is killing people, you white-eyed wolf, It’s fine if you don’t appreciate people, but I’m still here to boss people around, I’m really fed up with you.”

Zhongli still breathed out a series of words cursing Fusang, without panting, Fusang suddenly remembered her unattractive look in those days, and all of a sudden, seeing this, Zhongli thought that Fusang didn't respond at all, his anger almost went straight to the sky, and he probably wanted to slap Fusang to death.

After returning to Nanyu Mountain for some time, Xin Ran saw Fusang with joy in his eyes, but seeing that Fusang was a little more haggard than before, he couldn't help but feel distressed. Fortunately, Fusang didn't like to get sick recently, so the medicine stopped. Xin Ran distributed some of those story books to Fusang, and Fusang occasionally flipped through them in his spare time. When Xihe came in, he pointed to the top page and said, "So you like this one."

That page was talking about how inseparable between Lord Longyang and his king, Fusang smiled awkwardly, put the script on the table, saw her bring candied fruit, handed it to Fusang, Fusang changed his mind Thinking of Zhongli's words that day again, "Your injury is better."

She was slightly startled, "Did Zhongli say something to you? You don't have to take his words to heart."

Fusang shook his head, sighed and said, "You don't have to do so much for me. I saved Jiang Yun because I felt guilty, but you, I owe you too much."

She didn't speak, she looked a little lonely, and they were silent for a while, Fusang picked a few candied fruit into her mouth, suddenly felt sour, her teeth were full of sockets, and her face was grim.

"What's wrong."

Fusang looked at her with some amusement, "This candied fruit is much harsher than before. I think Zhongli blames me." She tasted it in her mouth, and immediately frowned, looking a little annoyed, " This guy."

Fusang gave her tea, she took a few sips, then put it down and said, "If you're bored recently, I'll take you for a stroll at noon." Fusang nodded in response.

Later, Fusang welcomed another guest, Zhixi was more like Huajiao than before, Fusang looked at her and smiled,

"I left in a hurry that day and didn't prepare a wedding gift for you"

She said shyly, "Madam is too polite, you are a benefactor, how can I have a reason to accept your gift." Fusang smiled and did not answer, she held Guan Guan in her arms, since that day, it has been full of energy The head improved a lot. Seeing Fusang, she quickly stuck it to her body. Fusang touched it with a smile.

"Aze is too naughty, please don't blame Madam."

Fusang shook his head, "It's good to be naughty, lively and lively." Seeing that she seemed to have something to say, Fusang raised his eyes to see her,

"I see Madam is frowning all day long, but what's on your mind?"

Fusang shook his head, "It's an old problem, I'm used to it."

After she said this, she held Guan Guan in her arms and said, "If Ma'am has depression in her heart, it's not good to hurt her liver."

Fusang thought she was just talking, but she heard her say, "There is an elixir plant on Qingqiu Mountain. The flowers and leaves do not meet each other. It is born in the spring water. Although it is not as good as Crimson Immortal Grass, it is a good medicine after all. One."

Fusang smiled and said, "I didn't know that my sister knew a little bit about medicine." Seeing her stroking Guan Guan, Fusang smiled meaningfully, "It's also a good place to go if you ask for directions."

Fusang nodded, and said again, "You saw Mr. Su when you went to Su's mansion that day."

Zhixi thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "Looked at her from a distance." Fusang saw that she didn't seem to be lying, and said hurriedly, "He's dead." Zhixi glanced at her again, "That's a pity .”

Seeing the indifferent expression on her face, Fusang also knew that she didn't seem to know.

After sleeping until noon, Xi He came in and saw that Fusang had washed up and his face looked much better, so he didn't feel like he had been watching for a long time.Occasionally, a few butterflies flew by on the road. She held one in her palm, and then slowly let go of it in front of Fusang. Seeing her smiling face, Fusang felt a little curious, and she was a little embarrassed by the look. , had to cough a few times in embarrassment.

Fusang raised her eyes to look at her, as if she wanted to see her eyebrows and eyes clearly, her green eyebrows and peach eyes seemed to be inscribed, leaving only a shadow would be excellent, she took Fusang's hand slowly, Fusang felt A moment of trance, "Did you know who I am from the very beginning?"

She nodded, and Fusang glanced at her, "It seems that I have been played by you for a long time."

She rubbed her nose, "I've been thinking a lot recently, maybe it's because I ignore your feelings too much that you don't want to have a deep friendship with me."

Fusang frowned, "Your words are strange and ambiguous."

"If you don't want me to call you Ah Qing, then I will call you Fusang. I will let you do whatever you want."

Fusang nodded, but didn't say anything.In fact, she knew in her heart that Xi He was just accommodating her, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad, Xi He got her promise, and was as happy as a child.Fusang even suspected that she was the one who walked farther and farther in the mist during this floating life.

She slept with Ta Bian recently, perhaps disturbed by a nightmare, and woke up sweating all over her body. She always felt that there were too many things to worry about recently, but she couldn't find them.