Two hundred and seventy nine chapters, white dew is frost
Chapter 279, White dew turns to frost
Facing Melander under the moonlight, Ye Mingsha had no power to resist. The night was so gloomy that he broke out in cold sweat. He secretly thought in his heart that today was the day he would die. Suddenly he gritted his teeth and said: "Melander, you killed my father.
, everyone knows that he is a scum of the world, but you are so proud of your fame and fortune, and you can comfortably travel around with your beauty! Did you know that the dead souls under your command also have wives and children? Although my ability is limited, I can't
I wish to see you so proud. Do all the good things in the world belong to you?"
At this time, it was obvious that the little wanderer was thinking very fast, and the fairy words that shocked the world were immediately spoken, and in a second thought he said: "Are you talking about the scum of the Xingfa Sect, Ye Youzhi? He did not die at my hands, but this account
But you can blame it on me."
You Fang only knows that the man in front of him is named Ye Mingsha. He has a solid foundation in the secret method, and the movement of his spiritual consciousness seems to be traces of the inheritance of the Xingfa Sect. He has never offended anyone from the Xingfa Sect, and he has a close relationship with Yang Yicheng, the leader of the Xingfa Sect, and Elder Yun
Feixu and his disciple Murong Chunming have a good relationship. If there is any possibility of enmity, there is only one master Ye Youzhi who once colluded with An Zuojie to participate in the bloody battle of Qingshan Lake. The person in front of him happened to be also named Ye. According to what he said, this person
He should be Ye Youzhi's son.
Ye Mingsha's tone was full of resentment: "My father has only devoted himself to practicing secret arts for decades. He was hated by villains in the family and was never reused, but he has never done anything harmful to the world. And as soon as you appeared, a series of events started.
A series of killing disputes involved him in Qingshan Lake, where he lost his life. If he dies today, he will die, but how can I not hate him in my heart?"
You Fang was neither surprised nor angry, and asked: "Do you have a wife and children?"
Ye Mingsha's voice was trembling: "Yes, there is also an old mother who is ill in bed. Melander, just commit evil!"
Ye Youzhi's death actually had nothing to do with You Fang. Before the bloody battle at Qingshan Lake, You Fang didn't even know that this person existed. During the battle, he never fought against Ye Youzhi. Ye Youzhi always
He teamed up with Jiang Tianhan to entangle Xiang Yinghua, and finally saw that the situation was not good and tried to escape. He might have been able to escape, but he happened to run into the Wanshu Kuang couple who secretly set up an ambush, and eventually died under Xiang Yuhua's sword.
As for the murders in Jiang Hu, we will not describe the bloody scenes in detail, let alone tell who stabbed whom and who stabbed whom. The only rumors in the world are the incident itself and who played the role.
Which characters did you play, and what was their final outcome?
From Ye Mingsha's point of view, his father had lived a peaceful and stable life for the past few decades. Although he was not reused in the family, he had nothing to worry about and lacked for nothing. He was proud of his mastery of secret arts. But Mr. Rand appeared in the world.
, caused a series of disputes, and even Ye Youzhi, who had always been "indifferent to the world", was involved in it, and ended up with a ruined life and reputation. I don't know what Ye Youzhi thought, anyway, this money was
The debt was settled on Melander's head, and he felt extremely resentful but helpless.
After hearing this, You Fang didn't say anything for a long time. He just looked at the camera in his hand silently and took out the photos one by one that Ye Mingsha had taken while lurking in the tree crown during the day. The lens was really good. He zoomed in and took very close shots.
Clear, finally stuck in a photo?——
You Fang was seen leaning over and stretching out his hand, while the woman in front of him also stretched out her hand with a look of horror on her face, as if she was trying to push him away. The clothes on her chest had been torn and broken. No matter who saw this scene, there would be no doubt that
I thought he was committing violence. The background was the deserted mountains. The camera captured it really well!
You Fang finally spoke calmly: "Ye Mingsha, you are very talented. Judging from the photos you took, you can definitely become a professional photojournalist. But if you really become a reporter, then you are called a reporter.
You have committed evil! Just look at this photo. You should have a good idea of who the person who committed evil is because you took it with your own hands. Don’t you still know who the perpetrator is?
Your father, Ye Youzhi, abandoned his wife and children. You should have hatred in your heart, but it's a pity that you hate the wrong person! Saying these words in front of you may hurt people, but what you should really hate is your father himself! From the Wuchong faction
Are the benefits given for free? I have just been benefiting from others all these years. In the end, he killed innocent comrades because of his desire for profit. If he did not die, should the Nine Stars sect be slaughtered by him instead? Who in the world has no parents, relatives and friends? You
I have it, too. If you want to cherish it, then please respect yourself."
After saying these words, You Fang stood under the moonlight and looked up at the sky. Ye Mingsha moved his legs and feet slightly on the ground and found that he could move. The power of consciousness that entangled him had disappeared, and Mr. Rand
He looked careless and defenseless. If he wanted to take revenge, now would be an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack, but he didn't dare to take action.
"Melander, I have fallen into your hands today. Should you kill me or cut me into pieces? What do you want?" Ye Mingsha's expression was still fierce when he spoke, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but his voice was trembling.
Clearly lacking confidence.
You Fang turned around and looked at him angrily and funny: "Kill you and chop you up? Why, are you qualified? This photo is good, the scene is captured so wonderfully, I even keep the camera as a souvenir. You
I just blamed my father for abandoning his wife and children. No matter how you calculate the debt, please respect yourself and think carefully about your mother, wife and children. I will give you a chance not to abandon them.
But it is impossible for me not to pursue this matter, otherwise Dao Rand, the Jianghu man, can be deceived! The choice is yours. Please go to the place where Yun Feixu, the leader of the Disaster Sect, can explain today's events clearly within three days.
Accept the punishment in the door. I think you are angry and confused for a moment, and don’t want to say anything more. This matter has no consequences. I don’t think Yun Feixu will punish you severely. If you don’t go, I will take care of you myself.
Use your camera to find Head Yang Yicheng and have a good chat with him."
"You, you want me to go to the master's gate to receive my punishment?" Ye Mingsha didn't react for a moment after hearing this.
You Fang smiled contemptuously: "You should know what's going on with that woman. Her acting skills are good! This is a trivial matter. It's best to end it like this. Although I'm not afraid of conspiracies, I really don't like them. If you still
If you want to cover up and kill someone, you are really asking for death... I would like to ask you one last question, why can you recognize me and know that I am here?"
Ye Mingsha: "There's nothing wrong with that. Mr. Rand's reputation is booming now. You were recognized as soon as you arrived at Nanchang Railway Station. Someone called me and told me that I could wait for you at Fulong Mountain and gave me a photo."
, I did expect you today, but I don’t know who that kind person is."
You Fang turned around and looked at Ye Mingsha. His eyes were like cold stars in the darkness. The hidden light seemed to pierce him. He finally said: "Good Samaritan? Hum... Now, you can go!"
After saying these words, You Fang didn't even look at Ye Mingsha. He held the camera behind his back and left alone. He didn't walk very fast, pacing under the moonlight, leaving a complete view of Ye Mingsha's back. If
If Ye Mingsha wanted to take action again at this time, the chance would be better than before, but he was stunned. He subconsciously sat up and watched You Fang disappear into the night.
…
After getting up the next day, You Fang acted as if nothing had happened. He took Wu Yuchong to Qingyunpu as planned. Hua Youxian was the driver, but fortunately he didn't have to be a follower today because You Fang didn't take the picture folder and Wu Yuchong didn't.
He didn’t bring his pipa. When he arrived at the entrance of Qingyunpu Scenic Area, Hua Youxian said with a smile: "Brother You and sister Yuchong will play slowly. I will drive to the city first. This is my first time in Nanchang. I will come at 3:30 in the afternoon."
Pick you up."
You Fang shook his head and said, "Come back at half past five. We need to take a good stroll here. Let's go to the city for dinner together in the evening."
Hua Youxian glanced at the gate of the scenic spot and said in a flirtatious manner: "It's not a big place here. You can't spend a whole day shopping, right?"
The traveler replied: "We are traveling, are we just looking at the flowers? We want to imprint all its beauty in our minds. We only regret that the time is too short to stop in the garden."
Hua Youxian quickly waved his hand: "Okay, I won't waste Brother You's time anymore. I'll pick him up here at 5:30 in the afternoon." Then he left as quickly as possible.
The scenic area is a garden, where you can see camphor trees and podocarpus trees that have grown for hundreds of years. As you move forward, the blue bricks, gray tiles, red columns, and white walls of the distant palace appear and disappear in the forest. In winter,
The warm sunshine shines through the treetops on the path and shines on the pond. The bamboos are arranged in cages, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the clear stream meanders. This is the Jiangnan in this world.
The osmanthus has faded, the winter plums are about to bloom, and there are not many tourists. The clouds at this time are particularly quiet. The two of them walked arm in arm in the garden for a long time, walking very slowly and without a specific destination. After passing through a
When they were among the osmanthus trees, Wu Yuchong sighed softly. You Fang turned around and asked, "Yu Chong, why are you feeling emotional?"
Wu Yuchong said quietly: "The time is wrong, and the place is wrong. If it were not this time and place, it would be even more beautiful. The osmanthus here has withered. If I had come two months earlier, I could smell the fragrance all over the garden."
You Fang smiled: "The garden is full of osmanthus flowers? Yes, of course there are. It's not too late for you to come now. Close your eyes and experience it. What is spiritual awareness? The mark of the earth's energy can be detected by the mind. The garden is full of them.
The fragrance lasts for thousands of years, you can feel it.”
When Wu Yuchong heard the words, she closed her eyes obediently. Her long eyelashes were as still as sculptures. You Fang held her arm and stood among the osmanthus trees. The shadows of the sun changed and the light of the sky changed. She stood there for a long time.
Looking up again, he saw that the sun had risen into the sky. Wu Yuchong's eyelashes suddenly moved, he took a deep breath, and said in a tone of surprise and intoxication: "It's true, the garden is really filled with fragrance."
You Fang's smile was very gentle: "What else did you see?"
Wu Yuchong: "I also saw the sweet-scented osmanthus falling in the wind on Brother You Fang's shoulders, and even on my hair."
You Fang stretched out a hand and gently twirled the hair on Wu Yuchong's shoulder, and said with a smile: "There is still a lingering fragrance on my fingertips."
In terms of secret method cultivation, Wu Yuchong's realm is obviously beyond that of You Fang at this time. Not only has she turned her spiritual consciousness into divine thoughts, but she can also operate the illusion magic array invisible, even in the Tang Dynasty and above. But at this moment, she was defeated by You Fang.
Holding arms, being so close, it is impossible to use spiritual thoughts without being noticed by You Fang. Just closing your eyes and hearing the osmanthus floating in the garden is the most basic and purest spiritual induction in the secret practice.
This kind of feeling is possessed by everyone, otherwise there would be no secret cultivation. Just like everyone can think, the difference is that the results of thinking are different. Everyone is a mirror, some are as smooth as washing.
, some are covered with dust, and some mirrors seem to be able to clearly see everything, but there are unexpected deformations, and it is difficult to tell what is real inside and outside the mirror.
You Fang is spinning her heart, quietly guiding her spiritual awareness in a subtle way. This is the mystery of the origin of secret practice. Wu Yuchong did not lie. She really smelled the fragrance of osmanthus in the garden, and also experienced the long-lasting fragrance of the osmanthus.
Artistic conception. Of course a master like her knew what was going on, but she was still surprised and intoxicated. Her cheeks were a little red as if she was drunk.
"Yu Chong, are you tired? Let's go eat and sit down to rest." You Fang asked with concern.
Wu Yuchong shook his head as if he had come back from a dream, and replied uneasily: "I'm not tired. Brother You Fang is here to see the paintings. Let's go see the paintings after dinner."
We had some Western snacks at noon, then visited the Bada Shanren Memorial Hall in the afternoon, and walked among the corridors of calligraphy and painting monuments shaded by greenery and deep yellow. As we walked, we felt like we were traveling through time and space. Even the Bada Shanren Memorial Hall cannot be that big.
There are many original works in the collection, and most of the ones on display are imitations of the original works, and You Fang is here to see the imitations, because he wants to imitate Wu Pingtong's book. Naturally, You Fang's calligraphy and painting level is far inferior to that of Bada Shan
Compared with other people, his ability to imitate the meaning of paintings is no worse than those of these imitators.
There is a forest path outside the calligraphy and painting academy, with stone carvings on both sides displaying the exquisite paintings of Bada Shanren. The visitor gained more from this place! Walking through it inexplicably reminded him of the Jingyin Valley in Badachu, Beijing. At that time, he was in the Jingyin Valley.
The main purpose is to sense the earth's energy and spiritual hub, and find the earth's eyes in the entire eight elements to nourish the body and spirit.
At this moment, what the little wanderer feels is not the atmosphere of the earth, but the painting on the imprint. Those masterpieces of landscapes that are not in front of you, through the expression of these stone carvings, seem to appear through time and space, condensing the void into reality, as if seeing the landscape. You are admiring it.
Painting, but with his eyes closed, Wu Yuchong did not look at the painting, holding his arm and looking at his profile in a daze, following You Fang with his eyes closed at his feet.
When You Fang walked out of the Calligraphy and Painting Stele Gallery and finally opened his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "I have finally used up my will. I can go to Prince Teng's Pavilion."
Prince Teng's Pavilion is right by the river. You can go there if you want. What's wrong? But Wu Yuchong understood what he meant. Not only did he understand the meaning of Prince Teng's Pavilion in Mr. Wu's album, but also the traveler had reached the point where his spiritual consciousness became spiritual thought.
, just waiting for the last stroke to fall.
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That night, Wu Yuchong returned to Meiling Villa from the Ancient Meixian Temple and suffered from insomnia. He opened the curtains and sat cross-legged on the bed. He looked at the night outside the window and wondered what he was thinking. The air in the mountains was very fresh, there were no clouds in the sky, and the stars were faintly shining in.
In the room, the light didn't happen to shine on her, and her eyes looked like a patch of white dew turning into frost.