red and white

Chapter 81

The battle on the top of the mountain is approaching white-hot.

Chai Shuxin threw away his shirt, and the red light and shadow entangled with the blade, enveloping his whole body, like a god of death, with sharp edges and bones, gorgeous and fierce.

He has already gone through hundreds of strokes with Hua Bucheng, and the two are evenly matched, but his expression is not relaxed.Penglai's terrestrial veins are very unfavorable to him, and his evil spirit is forcibly suppressed here. On the contrary, it is a great help for the failure of the painting.

Chai Shuxin knew very well that this was just the beginning. Although they played their cards right in the fight, they couldn't make it far and didn't show their cards.

The two fought from the lake to the sword pavilion, and then from the pavilion to the outside of the pavilion. The sword energy and saber energy strangled each other, almost overturning half of the building.Chai Shuxin slashed through the broken wall that hit him with a single knife, stepped on the ruins and flew up—it was impossible to draw Yujian standing in midair.

His figure was extremely fast, he squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to grab it out of thin air—in the lake formed by the sea of ​​clouds in midair, a huge shadow rose up into the sky, even covering the entire sky!

It was a blue Kun!

Chai Shuxin instantly recalled the illusion he had seen in the mirage, when Mo Qingbei and Huabucheng were fishing on the lake, "I heard that there was a kun sleeping at the bottom of this lake."

"It's true, if it's sunny, maybe we can catch Wen Ray."

The Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is.I don't know how many years this Kun has slept at the bottom of the lake, it is huge and boundless.

Chai Shuxin's expression was extremely cold. He stared coldly at the painting in mid-air, held the red knife with both hands, and plunged into the center of the lake. The moment he touched the lake, he stretched out a hand, and the blade edge Penetrating through the palm, blood spread across the lake in an instant, like fire like lotus.

The water in the lake suddenly heated up, scalding like fire. Kun was huge, and before he had time to fully emerge from the water, he raised his head and let out a long cry of anger.

This kun is too big, even larger than the silver dragon in the realm of water and sky. Even if Chai Shuxin can strangle it, he will no longer be an opponent who cannot be drawn. Burn alive!

Kun was struggling in the water, and Chai Shuxin looked at the licking red knife piercing through his palm expressionlessly, as if he felt no pain at all.

Hua Bucheng looked at him in mid-air, and said flatly: "Crazy."

This is the fastest way to solve Kun, but it also has a fatal weakness. Before the fire burns the entire lake, Chai Shuxin can only be nailed in place by the licking red knife, which is equivalent to exposing the entire back to the painting.

Chai Shuxin obviously knew this, but he didn't intend to hide. He stared coldly at the man in white with his sleeves flying in the air, as motionless as a mountain.

Unable to paint, he flicked his big sleeves, and the dust whisk rose into the air, and slammed down on his head——

With a loud bang, a golden figure appeared in mid-air, and stopped the unpainted whisk with ease.

Unable to paint, his expression suddenly changed, not only him, but Chai Shuxin suddenly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, his face was full of shock.

"Boy, do you really think you don't need money for your blood?" The other party looked back at him with a playful and enchanting expression, "Zhu Baizhi's old thing was blocked by the Penglai ban, and he has old arms and legs, so he can only break in after a while." .”

A fiery red faintly appeared in the sky—it was Suzaku's real body, shining brightly.

But the one who really surprised Chai Shuxin was the person in front of him, a girl with a double bun, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a pink face full of spring.

"Uncle Wu Nian?!?!"

Mu Gesheng looked at everything in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

Logic told him that everything in front of him was an illusion, probably some kind of defense mechanism, or that this side of the pool existed because of it—letting those who entered see what they most wanted to see.

He understood Song Wentong's analogy, behind the water curtain, there is a hole in the sky.

"Fourth! It's time to eat!"

Mu Gesheng was startled, and saw a figure turning around at the end of the corridor. Song Wentong came out with the pot in his hand, and tapped the bottom of the pot with a spoon, "What are you doing in a daze? I have to ask for a meal? Later I won't warm you up if it's cold!"

Mu Gesheng looked at his hands, walked over slowly, and compared his height with Song Wentong.

Song Wentong looked at him inexplicably, and raised the pot above his head, fearing that this unlucky thing would be eaten without washing his hands, "Why are you crazy?"

"It's okay." Mu Gesheng laughed.

He knew when it was—this was the days when Chai Shuxin was boarding in Ginkgo Study.

These were truly his best years.

They were too lazy to wash the dishes, and they always ate with the pot. A group of people gathered around the stove and put their chopsticks down. Song Wentong sat in front of the door with a bowl, Wu Zixu sat by the sink, and Mu Gesheng sat directly He stood on the stove, with his legs crossed, and Chai Shuxin stood outside the window.

Zhu Yinxiao was still an asshole, he moved too slowly and couldn't grab the food, so he could only covet everyone's bowl, sipping here and there, jumping up and down among several people.

"Fifth, stop jumping around." Wu Zixu sneezed, "There are hairs everywhere."

As he said, he looked at Song Tong and asked, "Second child, should the fifth child shave his hair?"

"Are you raising a dog? Are you still shaving?" Song asked Tong Xili snorting as he pawed at the rice, "Are you going to neuter him later?"

Wu Zixu: "..."

Zhu Yinxiao circled around a few people, eager to beg for a bite. For a while, Mu Gesheng devoted himself to teaching him how to speak, and did not teach him anything else.

Song Wentong picked up a piece of southern breast ribs and threw it into the air. Zhu Yinxiao stretched out his head and put it into his mouth with great flexibility. Ruyi! Thank you, Grandpa, for the reward!"

Every time Wu Zixu watched it, his stomach hurt. From a strange point of view, Mu Gesheng's teaching was very successful.Forcibly taught Xingxiuzi to be some kind of strange species, with the glib tongue of a starling and the stupid look of a silly dog ​​sitting around the table.

He suddenly looked at Mu Gesheng, "Fourth brother, why are you so quiet today?"

Mu Gesheng didn't move his chopsticks much, he smelled the aroma in the kitchen almost greedily, pot-wrapped pork, southern breast ribs, shrimp oil tofu, vegetarian roast goose... There is also a jar of Lanling wine, which should be from Guan Shanyue, the second child. It was brought, and the wine jar was placed under the stove, with a basket of swimming crabs next to it.

Maybe it's for drunk crabs.

Mu Gesheng came back to his senses, and said nonsense: "I saw that piece of tofu in Sanjiutian's bowl was very fragrant, and I was thinking about how to trick me."

Chai Shuxin paused.

"Excuse me." Wu Zixu said nothing, "Pretend I didn't ask."

"Eating what's in the pot and looking at what's in other people's bowls." Song Wentong said: "Accumulate some virtue, fourth."

Mu Gesheng ignored the two of them, looked at Chai Shuxin outside the window with a smile, and stretched out the bowl, "Master Chai, would you please?"

His begging posture is much more advanced than Zhu Yinxiao's, with a smile on his face, very coquettish.

Chai Shuxin didn't say a word, and gave him the tofu, and then picked up all the meat in Mugesheng's bowl.

After picking up the sesame seeds and losing the watermelon, Chai Shuxin glanced at him vaguely, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if waiting for Muge to have an attack.As a result, the other party was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled contentedly, leaned over thoughtfully, and said in a low voice, "Is it enough? Not enough, the second and third are still in the bowl, I'll snatch them for you."

Chai Shuxin almost missed the bowl, and the chopsticks fell to the ground with a "smack".

Mu Gesheng held back his big move calmly, and his heart was already full of joy. After the misfortune was over, he turned his head to look at Wu Zixu, "Third brother, I said I made a fortune today."

"What hexagram?" Wu Zixu didn't care, and said casually, "How much debt have you added to me? Or what time can I sleep until today?"

"Neither of them." Mu Gesheng said slowly, "I'll make a marriage fortune for you."

Wu Zixu spat out a mouthful of rice.

"Really, you will have a son with a bad temper, like a big girl, who likes to play games." Mu Gesheng said it better than he sang, "16 years old, he is not as tall as you, but he shouldn't be too tall. Low."

Wu Zixu choked to death, Song Wentong was overjoyed with "ha", put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "Why did you think of this, fourth child?"

"Let's be free." Mu Gesheng's face was full of seriousness, "I figured out that girl will go to Yuelao Temple this afternoon to ask for a lottery. Hey third, are you going?"

Before Wu Zixu could answer, Song Wentong had already made a decision, "We must go! Let's go!"

"Fourth, don't play with me, the study hasn't finished this month's accounts." Wu Zixu's face turned pale, "I still have a bunch of official documents to read this afternoon..."

"What do you love?" Song asked Tong Yi raising his eyebrows, "Are you waiting for someone else's girl to marry you? Shall I help you make a phoenix coronet?"

Wu Zixu shut his mouth.

A group of people quickly finished their meal, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and went down the mountain, pushing and shoving all the way to Yuelao Temple. It was afternoon at this time and there were many female pilgrims.A few young men with picturesque eyebrows entered the temple bluffing, instantly attracting everyone's attention.At this time, Wu Zixu's habit of trembling when he sees the opposite sex has not been cured, and he doesn't even know where to put his hands, like a red mallet, he was dragged into the main hall by Mu Gesheng with both hands and feet.

There are murals painted on the side wall of the main hall. A graceful young girl is standing in front of the murals, wearing a blue dress and black skirt, revealing a white wrist.

"It's her." Mu Gesheng quietly pointed to Wu Zixu, and said softly: "By the way, her surname is Wu, the eldest lady of the Wu family. She studies in a girls' middle school and likes Su Manshu's modern style poems."

Wu Zixu managed to straighten his tongue, "How do you know so clearly?"

Mu Gesheng chuckled, "My brother's life-long event, of course, needs one-stop service."

As he spoke, he patted Wu Zixu on the shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up, "Don't worry, the marriage is a natural one."

Everyone left Wu Zixu alone in the main hall, Song Wentong held Zhu Yinxiao in his arms, and looked at various marriage lottery under the bodhi tree, Mu Gesheng bought a bag of candied hawthorns, and strolled in the corridor to enjoy the shade.

Chai Shuxin's wallet was taken by him, so he had to follow him all the way.

Mu Gesheng threw the hawthorn ball into the sky, and was about to open his mouth to catch it, when Chai Shuxin suddenly said, "Are you serious?"

Mu Gesheng almost ate the hawthorn up his nostrils, "Ah? What did you say?"

"You said you had a fortune-telling marriage." Chai Shuxin said indifferently, "Is that true?"

"No need for money." Mu Gesheng leaned over as he said, jokingly said: "What happened three or nine days ago, how about I help you do a fortune telling?"

Chai Shuxin looked up at him, but said nothing.

At this time, the Yao family boy was still a saw-mouthed gourd, his thoughts were hidden very tightly, and Mu Ge was speechless.But Dao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall, so he took out a stick of incense as if he had been prepared. The incense bundle was wrapped in yellow paper and he brought it from Baishui Temple.

Chai Shuxin was taken aback, "What are you going to do?"

"Actually, I also wanted to make a fortune for you, but I was afraid of offending you." Mu Gesheng smiled and said: "But this Yuelao Temple is very effective. Since you are here, you might as well offer a stick of incense."

Chai Shuxin's expression clearly indicated refusal, but Mu Gesheng took his hand involuntarily, and stepped into the incense hall next to him. He handed the incense bouquet in his hand to the other party, "Everyone is here, let's show you some face."

This person obviously came prepared, as if it was another trick, but Chai Shuxin just took a deep look at him, paused, and took the incense in his hand.

Before bowing his head to offer incense, Chai Shuxin asked him, "Aren't you going to offer incense?"

"I'll save it." Mu Gesheng leaned against the door frame, and the sunlight came in from behind.

The young man smiled lightly: "I see a gentleman, but not Guanyin."

Time passed quickly, as if it was evening in a blink of an eye.

Wu Zixu had already gotten along well with Miss Wu's family, and the two even made an appointment to drink tea together next time. Seeing that it was getting late, he wanted to send the other party home, so he said to the bachelor brothers at the door with some embarrassment : "Then what, why don't you go back first..."

"Take us to dinner tomorrow." Song Wentong yawned, "I'm taking Lao Wu to Guan Shanyue for dinner."

Mu Gesheng nodded to Wu Zixu knowingly, "Remember to thank me later."

"It's easy to say." Wu Zixu readily agreed when people were in high spirits on happy occasions, "Leave it to me."

Several people parted ways in front of the temple gate, Mu Gesheng looked at the vermilion temple gate, "Three or nine days, do you remember, I used to have a divination with you here."

Chai Shuxin answered irrelevantly, "Will you come to my house for dinner?"

Mu Gesheng thought for a while and said with a smile: "Don't bother Sister Chai today, I will take you to a good place."

They walked through the long streets and narrow alleys, and the shops along the street were all lit with lanterns. Mu Gesheng led the bundle of firewood around and around, and finally stopped in front of a mansion.

When I saw the stone lion Chai Shuxin at the door, I recognized it. This was General Mu's mansion.

There are usually no people living in Mu Mansion, only two women who clean daily. Mu Gesheng has long regarded Ginkgo Study as his home, and he doesn't come back very often when he has nothing to do—there is no food for him.

But this day he swaggered into the mansion, as if seeing Chai Shuxin's question, Mu Gesheng turned his head and smiled, "Don't worry, my father is at home today."

This is his best year, everything is what he most yearns for, there will be no mistakes.

Sure enough, when the grandma in charge saw him, she was surprised and delighted, "The young master is back! Coincidentally, the master is here today!" Then she shouted into the inner room, "Master! The young master is back!"

"Aunt Li, don't fool me." The middle-aged man pushed open the door, "That kid is so happy on the mountain, and the monk's temple has been turned into a pansi cave by him, will he be willing to come back?"

Commander Mu wore a plain shirt over a thin gray sweater, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.Holding a volume of books in his hand, he looked more like a university professor than a commander.

Mu Gesheng called out, "Father."

Commander Mu paused, slowly raised his eyelids, and replied in a neutral tone, "Why are you willing to come back today?"

"Bring someone to meet you." Mu Gesheng pushed the person behind him to come forward, his words were not surprising, "This is your son-in-law."

Chai Shuxin was about to salute, bent halfway, and froze in mid-air as if struck by lightning, looked at Mugesheng in disbelief, "...what did you just say?"

Commander Mu was not very surprised, as if he was used to seeing Mu Gesheng's nonsense, he looked a little funny, "If you can really get Mr. Chai, it's not impossible to ask me to prepare a dowry for you."

"True, it's more real than real gold and silver." Muge Sheng said with certainty, "We just went to pay homage to Yuelao Temple."

"When you were five years old, you ate the wonton dumplings in the east of the city for the first time. After you finished eating, you said that the girl was your wife, and you said that whoever ate the food belonged to her. I don't know where the dog logic came from." Commander Mu ignored him at all, and said to Chai Shuxin, "Young Master Chai, your dog's brain is not good, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Chai Shuxin seemed to have not recovered from the lightning strike, and nodded stiffly.

There was no cook in Mu's house, so he had to cook everything himself. Commander Mu threw his own son out of the kitchen who was just joining in the fun, and cooked by himself, and cleaned up a table of dinner.

"Thanks to your coming, my house basically has no food at night. If you want to eat, you have to find it yourself." Sitting in the dining room, Mu Gesheng and Chai Shuxin, he vaccinated each other first, "My father cooks depending on his mood. Delicious food is a metaphysics.”

Chai Shuxin: "I will never be better than you."

"That's not necessarily the case." Mu Gesheng said, gesturing on his head, "Do you know that kind of military helmet? In ancient times, Genghis Khan conquered the world on horseback. The helmet was used for defense in battle, and he took it off as a potter when he got off the horse. , Sometimes the mutton is cut and boiled in a helmet, it is said that this is how the hot pot came about.”

"so?"

"When I was young, I ran around with my father. His helmet is very wonderful. It holds wine when drinking, and can be used as a chamber pot in the middle of the night. During the day, I just put it on my head after washing it. It smells bad when cooking. The smell of pus, blood and sweat, as well as smoke and dust and sticky rotten meat, sometimes you can’t even scrape it off, and after you rinse it with water, it sticks up and acts as a pot.”

Mu Gesheng continued to talk and gesture, "There are biological and chemical weapons in the new type of warfare. My father has studied them for a long time. If you want me to say that his helmet is a biological and chemical weapon, the food he makes is the same."

Just as he was talking, Commander Mu walked in with his sleeves rolled up, holding a large iron basin in one hand, which smelled like oily and spicy peppers, and when he brought it to the table, it was like a large pot of stew.

Then there was a pot of rice, and Mu Gesheng gave the firewood, "This is yours."

That is really a big pot of rice, piled up to the top, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"My family uses pots for meals." Mu Gesheng said, "This pot is yours, eat as you please, it's enough." As he spoke, he brought up a pot of rice as if by magic, which was better than the pot of Chai Shuxin. And nothing less than, "This pot is mine."

Chai Shuxin swears, this is definitely not the amount of food that Mu Ge was born in Ginkgo Study.

"If I eat like this in the study, the second child will definitely throw me into the pigsty." Mu Gesheng rolled his eyes, "If you don't eat enough, you will be sleepy, so sleep more."

This is true, Mu Gesheng is either acting as a demon or sleeping in the study, occasionally looking for food, and occasionally frying the kitchen.

Commander Mu took a bottle of white wine, poured a glass for each of Mu Gesheng and waved his hand, "Dinner is served."

The dinner table was very quiet, and Muge, who had always been bluffing, didn't talk much. The Mu family father and son had almost no commonplace conversations.

Four chopsticks and two hands screamed like a tug-of-war.

"let go."

"No."

"Xiao Moyang has made a lot of progress, and dares to compete with your old man for food."

"You old and young say a few words, everyone knows that this is the last piece of good meat in the bowl."

"Your father drinks Maoru's blood, what's wrong with eating an extra bite of your meat?"

"You can put it down, the leftovers in your pot are obviously the craftsmanship of Chun Shaolou, which chief of staff have you gone to eat?"

Commander Mu put away his chopsticks and nodded, "Your eyesight is fine."

Listening to the conversation between the two sides, Chai Shuxin silently pulled out a piece of wax gourd candy from a pile of vermicelli and cabbage, some green and red shreds, and a piece of fried dough with some oily pepper on it.

He put a few things on the plate, saw that there were still vague patterns on the dough, and speculated that it should be the ancient moon cake of Chun Shao Lou.

The taste of this pot of rice is really mixed, sweet, salty, oily, meaty, and vegetarian. Probably all the ingredients that can be found are thrown into the pot, stir-fried on high heat, add water and stew out of the pot, and finally Then pour a thick oily pepper on it, like a big quilt covering the whole bed, all the tastes are gone, and they are all suppressed by the fierce spicy.

According to Mu Gesheng, Commander Mu should often pack meals home. The leftovers in this pot had been mixed for a few days. Chai Shuxin tried to bite a piece of walnut. He didn't know why walnuts appeared with leeks. In a pot...without a bite.

Mu Gesheng was completely different from him. He first scooped up a large spoonful of spicy peppers and ate them for nothing. It seemed that he had wiped out his sense of spiciness first, and then began to eat and drink heavily, without any worries.

Perhaps it was a habit developed by the military. The eating habits of Mu's father and son can be described as brutal, and the wind and clouds swept through the sky. By the time he barely ate a quarter of it, Mu Gesheng's bowl had already bottomed out.

The man wiped his mouth and looked at him, "Have you finished eating? If you can't, I'll help you?"

What Song Wentong said was right, although Mu Gesheng was rather stingy, he was indeed not picky about food.

Commander Mu put the empty bowl on the table, "Remember to clean up after eating." He said as he put on his coat, as if he was about to go out.

"Where are you going?"

"There will be a meeting at night." Commander Mu said indifferently: "Bring a lamp with you when you go back, the mountain road is dark at night."

The door closed with a click, and Chai Shuxin said, "Aren't you going to see the commander off?"

"No need." Mu Gesheng said: "The old man's task has been completed."

Chai Shuxin looked at him suspiciously, while Mugesheng held his chin, "The main reason I came home today is to let you meet him."

"After all, the son-in-law should meet his father-in-law." He drank tea from a teacup, and a smile leaked between his lips and teeth, "After eating at the same table, this son-in-law has passed the door."