red and white

Chapter 41

"You have five days to think about it." Hua Bucheng left a sentence, turned and left.

Only Mugesheng and Chai Shuxin were left in the palace, the sky was already dark, the cold wind blew in, and it was empty and silent.

Chai Shuxin was shaking all over, he grabbed Mu Gesheng's hand, "What did he mean just now?"

"...You know very well." Mu Gesheng said, "Why ask me?"

The fate of the country-the general trend of the world, the long-term unity must be divided, the long-term division must be united, and the alternation of yin and yang is the foundation of a country.

From Jiang Taigong's "Song of Ten Thousand Years of Heaven and Earth" to Zhuge Liang's "A Hundred Years of Wuhou", Li Chunfeng's "Tui Bei Tu", Liu Bowen's "Song of Shaobing"... Throughout the dynasties and dynasties, there are not a few people who deduced the rise and fall.

It is easy to divide the destiny of the country, push the way of humanity with the way of heaven, and prophesy emptiness.

But everything has a price.

As one of the masters, Chai Shuxin is very clear about the consequences of calculating the National Games - this is a unique skill in Tiansuan, and it is also one of the biggest hexagrams that Shangui can deduce with money. It is even a Forbidden.

For thousands of years, the seven schools of thought have undergone several dynasties, but less than five of them have counted their fortunes.

As soon as the hexagram comes out, the operator will die.

This is fatal.

Mu Gesheng stood where he was, silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "I'll go and see my second brother."

That night, in the attic where Chai Shuxin lived, the lights stayed on all night.

The firewood bundle and cloak were scattered, the desk was overturned, and the silver needles were scattered all over the floor.

He tried his best, but there was no other way out except to ask Penglai to save him with medicine.If the painting cannot be completed, a five-day deadline is given. Once the five days are up, it will be the death date of Mozi and Wuchangzi.

The Yao family's medical skills are world-renowned, but he is helpless.

Chai Shuxin punched the wall, bleeding profusely. He hadn't worn gloves for a long time, and his fingers, which had been carefully maintained in the past, were covered with scars, forming a layer of calluses for holding a gun.

He thought about breaking in and forcibly grabbing medicine to save people, but regardless of the fact that both he and Mu Gesheng were injured and outnumbered, both Mozi and Wuchangzi were in the hands of the other party, and if they acted rashly, the consequences would be disastrous.

He even thought about giving up, and let Mozi and Wuchangzi die altogether. With those two people's abilities, even the soul returning to the underworld can make a big disturbance in Fengdu, and it's not that there is no way out.But he could also imagine that Mugesheng would never agree—the ending of Wuchangzi in all dynasties is a mystery, Mugesheng would not risk Wu Zixu's life, and Song Wentong's death would mean the complete severance of the Mohist inheritance.

The Mohist family was cut off, the Yin-Yang family's lineage was cut off, and his life as a Lingshuzi would not be long-this is the consequence that no one dared to see, which means that the seven families of the philosophers are heading towards irreversible demise.

Chai Shuxin even had a vague guess that this was a dilemma that Hua couldn't set up, betting that they would not dare not save Mozi and Wuchangzi, because once all the masters died, Penglai would be the only one.

The seven schools of thought check and balance each other. This is a dangerous situation that must never arise.

Until dawn, Chai Shuxin looked at the mess in the room, and suddenly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

... He is still looking forward and backward here.

In the final analysis, the future of the seven schools of thought has nothing to do with him.

"Hey, have you heard? A few days ago, there were guests from the gatekeeper's side."

"I saw it, it's really rare."

"The door owner has not entertained guests for many years."

In the early morning, several boys were sweeping the mountain road, and one of them was followed by a white crane. The Lord suppressed it."

"What's more, I saw the head of the sect taking a young master down the mountain on a crane yesterday."

Everyone was discussing and the bamboo leaves were rustling. One of them suddenly lowered his voice, with a mysterious expression on his face, "Do you know? The light at the Jiange has been on for three days in a row."

"Jiange? Isn't that the place for sword cultivators?" A boy was surprised and said, "The way to Jiange is steep and difficult. It takes at least three days to go up the mountain. Who is full enough to go there?"

The other party showed a bit of pride, "The person I saw walked from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain in less than a day."

"Don't be blinded by your dreams." Someone obviously didn't believe it, "Most Jiange disciples are traveling abroad, right? Are there people living on the top of the mountain?"

"Don't tell me, there are really people." A boy suddenly remembered something, "The one brought back by the sect master back then is now practicing in Jiange."

"You mean... Uncle Lin?"

Chai Shuxin had been standing in front of the door for three days and three nights.

This is the last way he can think of, and now only the people inside the door can help him.

The chief disciple of Ginkgo House is Lin Juansheng.

Lin Juansheng is Mugesheng's senior brother, and the two are also from the school of Tiansuan. Mugesheng often said that his senior brother can beat him by several times, and now only Lin Juansheng can help him calculate this hexagram.

Jiange is tall and tall, but Cui Wei, Chai Shuxin looks at the towering attic in front of him, and the snow on the mountain top will not melt for a thousand years.He walked all the way, this is already the third snow on the mountain.

He stood in front of the door, his eyelashes were covered with frost, but he was still tall and straight, motionless.

He raised his hand and knocked on the attic door again.

"Chai Shuxin asks to see you."

at the same time.

Mu Gesheng jumped off the white crane, looked at the familiar street, "I didn't expect you to enter the city so grandly."

"The Yin Yang family has set up an enchantment in advance, but it won't last long." Hua Bucheng said flatly: "It's not too late."

He flicked the whisk, and the wind blew up on the flat ground, and a puff of thick smoke rolled up at the fork in the road. A bottomless hole was exposed, and the Yin-Yang ladder suddenly opened wide.

There are layers of red threads around the entrance of the cave, and a big vermillion drum is tied in the middle of the red thread, which makes a low roar—it is the Taisui Nuo Drum.

Mu Gesheng looked not far away, slightly lost in thought.

After a while, the young man lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to the drum.

Then he stood up, turned his head to look at Hua Bucheng, "Eldest Son, don't forget the previous promise."

Hua Bucheng nodded, "It's natural."

Mu Gesheng took out a mountain ghost to spend money, his expression gradually became dignified, "Let's start."

At the same time, in Penglai, heavy snow fell one after another.

Above the sword pavilion, the door opened with a "squeak".

In the sword pavilion stood a high platform, built of bluestone and black iron, covered with deep sword marks and ravines.

There is a small kiosk on the high platform, and there is a red stove in the kiosk to make tea. The other party turned slightly to Chai Shuxin, "Please."

Chai Shuxin looked at the young man in front of him, who was wearing a sword at his waist, wearing green clothes, a high hat and white cloud shoes, it was Lin Juansheng whom he had not seen for many years.

Therefore, his body, description and appearance have not changed at all, and even his expression has the handsome and gentle expression of the past, but he has changed into a Penglai attire.

"I'm not here to drink tea." Chai Shuxin said in a hoarse voice, he stood outside the door for too long, the cold entered his lungs, and even his voice became cold.

"I know." Lin Juansheng poured a cup of tea, "Jiange is extremely cold, you still have a lot of things to do, you can't freeze your body."

Said and handed him the teacup, "You are a doctor, so you naturally understand what I said."

Chai Shuxin took the teacup in silence, and the tea was warm and refreshing.

Lin Juansheng and Mu Gesheng's tea making techniques are very similar, but the former is undoubtedly much more skilled.

Chai Shuxin finished his tea, put down his teacup, and said straight to the point: "I've come to ask for something."

He briefly narrated what happened, Lin Juansheng listened quietly, and said: "Although I am in the Jiange, I also know a little bit about the outside world."

"... I beg you." Chai Shuxin said in a low voice, "Can you help him calculate this hexagram."

"Lingshuzi, the fate between you and Tian Suanzi is not so deep." Lin Juansheng sighed softly: "This is the numerology of Tian Suan's lineage. As an outsider, you have already involved too much."

"I'm willing." Chai Shuxin shook his head, "It's not that Lingshu is against the sky, it's just that Chai Shuxin is against Mugesheng."

Lin Juansheng was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't help you."

"Why?"

"I'm a native of Penglai now." Lin Juansheng said, "Lingshuzi, the news of your departure from the Yao family has spread among the seven families. I admire your determination. But let me say that, everyone has a steelyard in their hearts." , You have made a choice between Zhuzi Qijia and Tian Suanzi."

"You have the right to choose, and so do others."

The tea was boiling, and the snow was falling. Lin Juansheng looked at the mountains in the distance, and said: "Back then in the Ginkgo Study, whenever my junior brother made mistakes, I always covered them up for him."

"But this time, it's not a trivial matter."

"There are rules in the seven schools of thought, and those who deviate from the orthodoxy should not indulge." He put the sword on the table, "If you make a mistake, you should be punished. The Changshengzi has already given the most gentle approach."

"After all, no one is a reckless boy anymore."

After an unknown amount of time, Chai Shuxin said: "...Mu Gesheng is your junior brother."

Lin Juansheng said softly, "That was a long time ago."

It was late at night on the fourth day when Chai Shuxin came down from the top of the mountain.

He passed by Song Wentong's room, the door opened, and he just met Mu Gesheng who came out with a lantern, and the other party was holding a medicine bowl, "Where did you go?"

Chai Shuxin shook his head, "I'm fine."

"I've been looking for you since I came back." It was too dark, and Mu Gesheng couldn't see the other person's face clearly, "The second child just fell asleep, it's not convenient here, let's talk elsewhere."

"When did you come back?"

"This afternoon."

"Mozi is awake?"

"……Um."

The two entered the other courtyard where Mu Gesheng lived temporarily. There was a big table in the room, and the money was scattered.Chai Shuxin stood in the room, looking at the old copper coins on the table.

Mu Gesheng found a box and randomly put away the money, "What's the matter, haven't you seen so many mountain ghosts spending money? It's a pity that you can't spend any of them..."

Chai Shuxin: "I counted them, and there are 48 in total."

Mu Gesheng paused.

"It's not easy to build a mountain ghost town with the mountain ghost's money." Chai Shuxin said in a harsh voice: "You once said that the mountain ghost's money hides vast power, but how much it can be exerted depends on the persistence. Depends on the ability of the owner."

"Don't underestimate people, three or nine days." Mu Gesheng closed the wooden box with a snap, "It's not what it used to be, I'm much more capable."

"What did you get for it?"

"..."

"You are still seriously injured, and if you want to fully mobilize the power of the mountain ghost to spend money, you can only change it by force." Chai Shuxin hoarsely said, "What did you get for it?"

Mu Gesheng pretended to be stupid and couldn't go on, sighed: "If you don't tell the truth, you know it well, so why ask me."

Chai Shuxin felt that his eyes were going black, and he clenched his fists tightly, trying to stay awake.However, he stood in the snow for too long, and he was so anxious that he coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Gesheng was frightened by him, and rushed to pour tea, "Are you okay in three or nine days? Don't scare me!" He said and stuffed the teacup into the opponent's hand, "Don't worry, just drink slowly."

Chai Shuxin touched Mugesheng's finger, he stood in the snow for three days, the cold air entered his body, his whole body was already icy cold.However, compared with Mu Gesheng's body temperature, his hands are actually warm.

The teacup shattered to the ground, splashing water.

Chai Shuxin said in a low voice: "You are trading lifespan."

"You've got everything figured out—inject half of your lifespan into the mountain ghost and spend money to make it into a mountain ghost town; the remaining half is used to count the fortune of the country, right?"

Mu Gesheng didn't speak, but poured another cup of tea and stuffed it into his hand, "Drink some water first, and calm down. Your complexion is very bad, the second and third are lying down, you can't do anything else."

For a moment, Chai Shuxin wanted to grab the person in front of him and shout, he wanted to say that it was you who should take care!That's what I should have said to you!

But he couldn't do anything, he could only hold the cup of tea tightly in his hand.

He couldn't tell Mugesheng everything, saying that I bought your life, and even implicated Tai Sui Wu Nian because of it, but you used this life to build a mountain ghost town, disregarding thousands of innocent souls in the Yin-Yang Ladder, you still It is necessary to count the fortune of the country, so that all the previous things look like a joke.

But he couldn't say anything, otherwise it would be hard to imagine how Mu Gesheng would react.

From beginning to end, he should be the only one who went crazy.

For several days, the sense of powerlessness has been entangled with Chai Shuxin, and now it finally broke out. He thought exhausted physically and mentally, what are they doing so much for?

Mu Gesheng is a soldier, he should have thrown his head and blood on the battlefield, even if he died in battle, he would die generously.But now he has to be trapped in this square inch of land, because of some old things that are almost decayed, because of some unknown so-called withering mysteries, he has to pull out his muscles and work hard, and finally he is pointed at the spine and called a rebel.

They were tied to something from birth, the so-called position of the sons, the so-called family inheritance.

What is the point of all this?

"Three or nine days?" Mu Gesheng looked at the silent Chai Shuxin, tentatively testing, "Are you okay? Don't scare me?"

Chai Shuxin raised his head abruptly, and blurted out: "Are you willing to come with me?"

Mu Gesheng didn't understand, "Come with you? Where?"

"You can go anywhere." Chai Shuxin spoke quickly, "Go to the battlefield, go abroad, go to your father, or anywhere else, as long as you want, we can completely get rid of all of them."

"As far as you and I are able, as long as you want to hide your name, it is impossible for the Qi family to find it. You can do whatever you want, whether you want to fight a war, live a peaceful life, or continue to study abroad. We can go to see the banks of the Neva River together. the snow..."

Mu Gesheng was stunned, looking at Chai Shuxin who was talking endlessly in front of him.For a moment, there was a slight movement in his heart, as if what the other party said had come true, they had really let go of everything, and then went away to be ordinary people and live a peaceful and peaceful life.

But that was not his original intention.

If he really wanted to live a happy life, he shouldn't have come back in the first place.

Mu Gesheng sighed, and patted the other party's shoulder, "Chai Shuxin."

This is the first time he called each other that.

Chai Shuxin raised his head.

"Things in life, debts behind, there are young children, there are elders, there are many bad debts at home, and the country is ruined when you go out." Mu Gesheng said softly: "I can probably understand the situation of the third child. It is really not easy. It's not easy."

"Although the third child may not care about it, I still owe him an apology." He paused, then changed his voice: "But, as a disciple of Gingko Study, no one will choose to escape."

"One person does things and one person is responsible. At the beginning, the brothers were involved, and the brothers clearly settled the accounts. The debts of favors cannot be settled, and human lives must be paid back." Mu Gesheng smiled and stretched out his hand: "You should give me the things."

Chai Shuxin: "...how do you know?"

"When I saw you under the lamp, there were still traces of wet snow on your shoulders." Mu Gesheng said, "You went to Jiange."

Before leaving, Lin Juansheng gave Chai Shuxin something.

Mu Gesheng sat down beside him, "There is a rule under the Tiansuan sect. Once the new Tian Suanzi succeeds to the throne, all brothers of the same generation will be expelled from the sect."

"However, being expelled from the disciples does not mean that they will no longer be able to deduce the art of calculation. On the contrary, in order to help the disciples make a living, the master will give a mountain ghost to spend money."

"This mountain ghost spending money is not passed down from ancient times, but it is also made by contemporary Mozi, which can be called a supernatural workmanship."

He looked at Chai Shuxin, "Now I only have 48 mountain ghosts to spend, which is not enough to calculate destiny. Since you went to Jiange, the missing one must have been given to you by senior brother."

He smiled, and stretched out his hand towards Chai Shuxin.

Chai Shuxin was silent for a long time, then took out Shangui's money and put it into Mugesheng's palm.

"I really didn't expect you to go to look for senior brother." Mu Gesheng sighed softly: "You don't know senior brother. Although he is used to me, it is a matter of principle. Senior brother will always stand on the position of the seven schools of thought."

Different positions, what is right or wrong.

After years of separation, recalling all the things before, they are all yellowed old things.

Mu Gesheng smiled: "Let's not talk about this, it's still long tonight, I have something for you." He bent down and took out a porcelain cup from under the table.

Open it, the smell is familiar but unfamiliar, and there is a carp lying across the colorful ingredients.

"Red date and onion koi soup." Mu Gesheng said: "I stopped by your house on the way back to the city. The water in the pond is still not dry, and many carp are still alive." He paused, and then added, "You Don't make me lose money this time."

"I've always wanted to say it." Chai Shuxin said hoarsely, "Your cooking is really terrible."

"You don't give me face too much." Mu Gesheng said helplessly: "Can you have some feelings? When we first met, it was because of this bowl of soup."

"One year, two people, three meals, four seasons - make lotus paste green balls in spring, sour plum cold soup in summer, rice wine with crab in autumn, and hot pot around the stove in winter."

"When it's snowing, bring a bunch of bell peppers to the second child, he will make a great dipping sauce."

"Whenever you think of me, eat Yipinguo."

"Hey, you said we've known each other for so long, and we don't have much chance to talk about what's on our minds." Mu Gesheng scratched his head, "You're too serious, you two old men, it's embarrassing to say something."

As he spoke, he smiled again, "But it doesn't matter now."

"In General Xiamu's mansion, under the Tiansuan sect, Muge was born."

Mu Gesheng stood up and bowed deeply.

"Meeting you is a blessing in this life."

The next day, Muge gave birth to a hexagram, and used 49 mountain ghosts to spend money as a matchmaker to predict the fate of the country.

Seven days later, the hexagram appeared.

At the same time, the fortune teller died.

Death Penglai.