Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 452 Everyone Thinks About Each Other But Plays The Other Half To Death

Xiaoyan fluttered awkwardly on the lawn on one side, the rope hanging from the square box under her arm fell off, the black square box rolled out, the lid slipped off, and a picture scroll rolled out from inside like a gushing, a book of thin paper book.

Gu Erbai frowned, he couldn't see what she was muttering, but he could still feel the anxious breath.She got up in a hurry, and didn't care about the bruised knee. She looked eagerly at the booklets that rolled out, and she was at a loss and had to cover it with an umbrella and her body.

Gu Erbai didn't have time to close the window, he let go and immediately ran downstairs, and after a while, he was alone in front of her.

"Don't worry about it, go into the house, it's raining heavily."

A familiar call sounded, and Xiao Yan, who was packing up her calligraphy and paintings, couldn't help shaking her hands in fright, and hurriedly raised her head to look at her, a trace of confusion flashed across her face, as if she was extremely afraid of her approaching.

"what happened?"

Gu Erbai squinted his eyes, as if he had noticed her strangeness, followed her gaze and slowly lowered his head, looking curiously at the square boxes scattered at his feet and those thin rolls scattered all over the floor.

"No, nothing."

Xiaoyan came to her senses and shook her head quickly, her excited voice stammered a bit, she bent over and crawled over to pack the rolled out album.

The torrential rain was mixed with the cold wind, and the album closest to Gu Erbai was unexpectedly opened by a howling wind, and it was displayed on the last page.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, smashing upwards fiercely, until the dark red ink dots on them were smashed away, and they gathered into a black mass.

Seeing the blurred picture, Xiao Yan was startled, and immediately reached out to cover the album.

"and many more!"

Her words were serious and sharp, and she stared blankly at the page of the album, her pretty face froze in the air for a moment.

Above the blurry picture scroll is a glittering golden land. Unfortunately, the golden gravel has turned into soil, and the mountains and rivers have turned into shadows. Only the kneeling knees of the man, the tears of the stars and the blood that is so thick that it cannot be melted are left. .

Low-spirited, humiliated, and pained to the bone.

The poor one can't come back.

At the very front, there was a figure in white, gracefully stagnant in the scene of leaping, and the raindrops fell, melting her.

'Xiaobai, why are you willing to abandon me. '

At the bottom, the handwriting stained with blood is too thick to melt into the rain.

Gu Erbai didn't know what's wrong, tears just fell down like this, his eyes became scaring red in an instant.

Xiaoyan didn't dare to move her outstretched hand. She gently raised her head to look at her, and called out, "Ma'am."

Gu Erbai squatted down slowly, the cold wind was biting, she reached out to flip through the album, her fingertips trembled with her chest so badly that she couldn't open it even after flipping it several times.

The title page seemed to be a thousand times heavier than she had imagined, but fortunately, gusts of cold wind helped her sweep it from the beginning to the end.

Like a sharp sword with a handle, it follows the whirling vision and penetrates to the bottom of my heart.

From Cliff, to Qingjia, to Taiyizhuang, Jingsiyuan, Gufu, Yipinzhai, Tianwei, Luweidang, Sieyuan, Putuo Temple, Qingshihe...Wenyuan.

All the places that have been in her memory, all the things she remembers and don't remember, intentional or unintentional, none of them are left out.

Every sentence, every expression, every inadvertent movement, every unremarkable expression, were all portrayed on the scroll.

It is so vivid and flexible that it is impossible to imagine how deep a person's memory must be in order to draw the aura in it.

She suddenly thought of that roll of cloth again, it was equally unforgettable, it was the same exhaustion, it was the same despair.

Gu Erbai's back suddenly shrank into a ball trembling, holding the picture album in his hands, clutching his chest tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

"Ma'am, ma'am."

Xiaoyan was terrified by her, hurriedly picked up an umbrella to support her, and stretched out her hand to caress her back nonstop.

"Ma'am, it's cold outside, let's go in."

"Xiaoyan...Xiaoyan, tell me...Uncle Qing, how did he live this year?"

She asked, obviously heartbroken, her broken voice was mixed with a strong nasal sound, which seemed to have a strong taste of grievance that could not be resolved.

It's like a knife pierced in the bottom of my heart, pressing deeper and deeper, where it finally takes root, every breath is painful.

"The host..."

With sobs choked in Xiaoyan's throat, she pursed her lips unconsciously, and the corners of her lips trembled a little uncontrollably, but in this torrential rain, something seemed to come up along the blood pulse so naturally, no matter how hard it was to stop it, I can't stop it.

"The owner... he almost couldn't hold on any longer, ma'am, fortunately you are back ma'am."

"On the day you left, the owner of the farm turned gray overnight, and he has never eaten since then. He has been lying in the boudoir of the Qing family all day and all night. Tuo Du Wan will continue."

"Later, the owner ordered people to dismantle all the organs of Wenyuan and build it into a flat avenue. He often sat at the end just to wait for your return. He said that you would definitely come back, and you would not just abandon him like this of."

"Actually, ma'am, you don't know that the owner not only built this palace for you, he also buried a tomb for himself."

"He said that if you haven't returned after the new house is completed, he will go to the underworld to find you. After he finds you, he will be entangled with you for life and death, and he will never let you go..."

Before the words were finished, the huddled figure had already rushed into the boundless and hazy heavy rain.

"Ma'am, ma'am!"

Xiaoyan wiped away her tears, dropped her umbrella, and quickly chased after her.

But his footsteps were quickly stopped by Butler Liu who arrived at an unknown time.

"Stop chasing."

Madame, she should know this.

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Yixing Street, Zuixian Tower.

In the Tianzi No. [-] room on the top floor, behind two fresh and refined gardenia screens, silk and bamboo symphony plays non-stop.

In the house, there is the curling heat of clear tea on the boxwood table, and the sound of cups of tea making falls with a very pleasant female voice.

"Why, let go of it so soon? I thought you would toss with her for a while longer."

"I don't want to torment myself anymore."

After finishing the words, the woman raised her eyes, looked at the man with lowered eyebrows and eyes with interest, and sneered on her lips.

"That's right, toss and toss, to toss yourself in the end."

It's just that it was taken down in just three days, which is too shameful.

The widow doesn't want to hit him for being spineless, after all, everyone in the world can be called spineless, but he can't.

Once this person meets his nemesis, what can he do?
"Is it worthy of the suffering you have suffered this year?"

It has long been heard that Jiacheng's owner is tormenting his body and mind in a slow suicide manner. It has only been less than three days, and the situation has calmed down?
"As early as the first time I saw her, I left."

"Tsk tsk, Cheng, you deserve to be held in her hands for the rest of your life."

After the widow made the tea, he slowly pushed the cup over to him, "Isn't the injured one serious enough?"

The man's brows and eyes were dull, under a layer of thick black crow feathers, covered with dark and bottomless rich pupils, dim and without light.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Ziyin interrupted leisurely after a cup of tea, "What if she plays with you again?"

"I'll play with her."

There was no hesitation, but the knuckles holding the hot cup concealed an infinite strength.

"Huh~"

The widow suddenly laughed unexpectedly, "Okay, why don't we say that we were brothers at that time in the wild, and that we were siblings from the same mother, and the widow would believe it. Play with her, and you won't die if you play with her."

"Don't blame me for being unjust, brother. Changmo is still waiting for me below. I'm afraid that my brother's relationship will change after staying with you for a long time."

Patriarch Baitu curled his lips and made a joke, Shi Shiran took out a heavy scripture from his pocket, and slapped it loudly in front of him.

"what is this?"

After Gu Yiqing saw the scripture, his eyes narrowed for a moment, as if he was extremely sensitive to the three words of the Great Compassion Mantra on the scripture.

"Are you familiar with it? Before he died, the crazy monk in Wulin Mountain told you that Xiaobai was homesick, wanted to go home, and planned to escape from you. What else did he say to you?"

The man pursed his lips, his jaw tensed, and he didn't say a word, obviously acquiescing to that and nothing more.

The widow guessed and expected such a result, "Well, let's take a good look. If you say that your lady is really lucky, she can be the first person to be included in the Infinity Curse without any disaster. It's true. have to."

"No, this disaster was borne by you. It's not right, you brought it on yourself, you're really skinny to the bone..."

"I also have a letter from the imperial city. Judging from the handwriting, it should be from the empress. You should read it together."

"She can't play you to death, you two are thinking about each other, and then play each other to death."

As the widow said, he leisurely drank tea with his legs crossed, and watched the man take the Great Compassion Curse from the corner of his eyes with a chuckle.

This love has been going on until now, let's see how they end up in the heavenly court, it's better to take a little highness back to see how it will end.

No, Yi Chi Lao Dao seems to count as two.

"The Curse of Infinite Compassion" is a forbidden book. Since it is a forbidden book, the magic is in the person who saw it at the first sight. Since then, the mantra has been hidden, and there is only a blank space to describe the wealth and ending of the cursed person. sent by the master.

Now the evil monk in Wulin Mountain has died in Jiacheng, and the owner of the Great Compassionate Mantra has been lost. The mantra has since become invalid. There is no Great Compassionate Mantra in the world, and the remaining body is nothing but ordinary scriptures.

But there is a miraculous record on it, cursing a person who does not exist at all, making it a joke.

The moment the man took the scriptures and opened them, golden light shone everywhere, illuminating his knuckles blue and white.

""The Curse of Infinite Compassion" is in the divine book. Today, the disciple will curse one person. It is Gu Erbai, the mansion of the Jiacheng Manor. It's not good, when you are married, you are hated by others, so you cast this curse. '

"The Curse of Infinite Compassion" is a heart-killing curse, not a death curse. The caster needs to cast the curse when the cursed person's heart defense is most vulnerable. '

'The happiest moment?Meaning I can't be too happy or it will take effect anytime? '

"Three happy events in life: rain after a long drought, old acquaintances in a foreign country, wedding night in the bridal chamber. '

'Then I will never marry for the rest of my life, can it be avoided? '

'No. '

'I'm gone, how can I punish my heart? '

'The one who punishes you is the benefactor, you know that death can't change the ending. '

'I don't ask for anything else. ’ She suddenly knelt on the ground and shook her head, “Just tell me, I beg you, tell me if something will happen to Uncle Qing because of me, even if he doesn’t want me, I don’t care, I just ask... '

When the man saw this, hot water splashed out of the hot copper cup in his hand at some point, the sharp tip of the cup pierced the texture, and the round blood dripped out, dripping down on the ground along the veins.

His heart seemed to be severely suppressed by being burned with a fire, and the pain was excruciating, which was exactly the same as numbness.

'Is there really no other way? '

'Unless there is no such person in this world, the Great Compassion Mantra will be invalid. '

'well. '

'Is the host the only one that the benefactor cares about? '

'As long as he's okay, I don't care about anything. '

The widow saw that he was injured as if in a daze, a man who was as indifferent as ice, might be able to cry in front of his face, so he reached out and took the letter from Lin Yan.

"I read it for you."

"Master of Jiacheng: You stayed in the mansion for a few days, and I was sent to Qianyizhai by the housekeeper in the middle of the night. Baimei cried all night in her dreams, and she stopped after taking the elixir. My heart was only thinking about Uncle Qing, and I forgot the day Baimei returned. , want... light abuse?"

The widow couldn't help being a little funny when he saw the end. The people who traveled through two time periods were just different, half in classical Chinese and half in vernacular.

A book of scriptures was broken in the palm of the man, and when the widow looked up again, she was stunned for a moment by the face of heaven, which was indescribable.

The most appropriate thing is the expression on the night when I accepted Changmo.

"She... is right below, do you want to go over and have a look? If you don't go, you'll be drowned. Of course, she's already crying."

The widow stammered and pointed downstairs, planning to tell him later.

"what?"

Gu Yiqing's eyes, which were covered with scorching shadows, suddenly burst out with extremely ruthless light, approaching her directly.

The widow suddenly felt that her current situation seemed a bit dangerous, but it was obvious that she was only here to be a good person... By the way, she cheated rent, how could she become the object of venting?

It seems that Changmo's prediction was good. After staying with the owner for a long time, it is true that her brotherhood is easy to change, but she didn't expect it to be this kind of relationship.

If you usually fight with Fengqing Shangxian, you may not be able to beat anyone. The key point is that this person is full of mixed feelings and has nowhere to vent his anger. Do you want to call Changmo to help?
"Peng!" There was a loud noise.

The solid mahogany railing on the top floor of Zuixian Tower was kicked into pieces, the force was so great that the guests who were shocked thought it was caused by lightning strikes.

Gu Yiqing's blood-soaked arm shone down together with that deep and dark gaze, and there were many kinds of deep feelings hidden in it, leaning over to look at the weak and stubborn shrunken figure in the rain.

Gu Erbai looked up at him, the rain flowed down his wet hair, over his forehead, blurred his vision, and fixedly focused on that godlike figure, tears and rain merged into one.

　What does this incident tell us?Bad guys die because of talking too much... Misunderstandings are always clarified at the end... Severely condemn Gou Lian's bloody routine!

　　Gou Lian: Are you sure?These two people are too excited right now and can easily lose control of themselves. Once they lose control of themselves, they will...cough cough cough cough.

　　Huh?It seems that someone has not received new articles yet?It seems that I have to spend less time to grieve.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)