Walking is actually a very interesting thing. Except for those who are bedridden or simply unwilling to move, almost everyone has to walk, ride a horse, ride a boat, or walk across thousands of mountains and rivers.
People take the same road, and the same person takes a different road. The road is under the feet and in the heart. The official path is the road under the feet. The poor family studies hard, gets the title on the gold list, and is content with the situation. It is the path in the heart. I often listen to the warnings of my predecessors,
Don’t make the same mistake again and take the same old and wrong path. After thinking about it, this road is still divided into difficult and easy. They all vary depending on the scenery at the end and the mood of the people on the road. It’s hard to say which road is harder to walk.
The scenery at the end will definitely be good, and you may be disappointed, but no matter how hard you put your efforts on this road, whether it is smooth sailing or full of thorns along the way, you will always have an unusual feeling when you reach the end, unlike those who are confused and lifeless.
The heart follows a repetitive path day after day, and in the end only confusion and fatigue remain.
If you don’t have the opportunity to appreciate the scenery on different roads, it is better to change your mood and find different scenery on the same road.
Li Luo has traveled many roads, including land roads, water roads, sea roads, and roads that he doesn’t know what to call in the secret realm of sky fire. On the road, he likes the most when he has not reached the end, not knowing what will be at the end.
There are thousands of possibilities. Sometimes he would guess and make the scenery at the end become what he wanted. Sometimes he would feel tired, and sometimes he would find it interesting. Just like the time when Emperor Wanlong wanted to kill him a long time ago,
The road from Zhuocheng to the palace gate is dangerous and even more tempting. If it were not for Li Xuanci and Li Xuanmin, the end under the palace gate would be the place where I would lose my head.
Have you ever stopped to think about the road you have walked, who you have walked with, the road is still there, and is the person around you still him or her?
Li Luo seldom had time to think about the path he had taken, but he could always remember the path taken by another person, regardless of lust. When he occasionally had some free time, he would often think of the sunset in the desert, under the solitary smoke.
Chang Ning, who was carrying a small bag, can still clearly remember the scroll painting. The sunset reflected a faint redness on her face. The sea on her forehead was like a willow branch crossing her eyebrows, and her face was white and rosy.
, like suet dyed with clouds, clever and delicate, the sultry eyes are more attractive than usual, the long eyelashes also make the eyes more lively, the straight bridge of the nose is the finishing touch of the pretty face, and the clear-cut lips are
It has an intoxicating moist luster. The picture seems to be fixed in the mind, lasting for a long time. As time goes by, it seems to become more and more mellow, like aged wine.
After going to the extreme north, maybe I will go to Xirong Zushan to meet her and say something that has been in my heart for a long time but has never been spoken.
The road in front of him is another end point. Li Luo doesn't know what the scenery is at the end, and he doesn't know what will be waiting for him at the end. Maybe there is nothing, maybe there are corpses everywhere. Thinking about it this way, the Tianhuo clan is actually very far-sighted.
They kept walking, watching, and listening, aloof from anything else. They could only carve words on stones, and that was all. To say they were indifferent was actually a kind of free and easy.
There is still snow under the snow-capped mountains. It is not like spring all year round with flowers everywhere as Li Luo guessed. The temperature here is much lower than elsewhere in the far north. Although the snow that fell on the mountainside has turned into rain just now, there is still frost at the foot of the mountain.
Snow turns into ice.
The loud noise I heard when I was on the top of the mountain came from nowhere. Looking around at the foot of the mountain, I saw no traces of landslides. The snow was very thick, and it creaked when I stepped on it. There were no flowers blooming, only silence.
It was as if you could even hear the sound of frost breaking through the withered grass. There was silence all around. It was probably because you had arrived early.
Li Luo suppressed his doubts and ordered his troops to camp and guard the main entrance and exit routes. He also sent people to search everywhere at the foot of the mountain to see if there was anything unusual. In the past, I had only heard that the gate was under the snow-capped mountains and that once you entered the far north, you could reach it.
When I saw this snow-capped mountain, I had preconceptions about it, but no one knew whether it was just this one. I didn’t know about the mountain, I didn’t know where it was hidden, and the people who knew it weren’t here. If it weren’t for this snow-capped mountain, all this hard work would have been impossible.
All in vain.
The day was about to dawn, and the night in the far north was finally passing. Li Luo sat quietly on a stone, squinting his eyes slightly and waiting for the bright sun to leap up the mountain. The clothes beside him rang softly, and Li Luo did not turn around, knowing that the person coming was
Who said harmoniously, "Don't you just look at the sunset?"
Jibu Chuhe lifted the hem of his skirt, smiled softly, sat down next to him, and followed his example and looked at the horizon, "I've seen a lot of sunsets, let's have a change."
Li Luo laughed, and the woman was indeed very kind. Jibu Chuhe heard the insincerity in Li Luo's laughter and didn't care. He supported his chin with his hand and asked leisurely: "What are your plans after the matter here is over?"
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"No." Li Luo paused, "What about you?"
"Neither have I, but," Jibu Chuhe stretched out and let the soldiers passing by feast their eyes. Jibu Chuhe raised his eyebrows and snorted, "I suddenly want to go back and have a look at Shengya. What do you think?
Is this considered a disease?"
"Calculate."
"you!?"
"Go back if you want to. Under the Xiangsheng Cliff is no longer a dragon pool and a tiger's den. Since you left, Caohai Xiangsheng Cliff has lost its former beauty. The people there will eventually leave. When they grow old, Xiangsheng Cliff will also be very different.
Save one and slowly get depressed."
"Hey, even though I hate the Cliff of Death, I still feel a little sad when I hear you say that."
"No one can be ruthless except grass and trees. What happened here, if I am still alive, I can accompany you to the cliff of death when you go south."
"Really?" Jibu Chuhe's eyes lit up and he exclaimed happily.
"Of course it's true." Li Luo smiled, "You have helped me a lot over the years, taking care of the ghost apes, helping the Keku tribe in Muzhou, and being my clairvoyant in Xiang Liu'er's territory. I'm afraid she
I have long disliked you, haha, after all, I owe you a lot."
"No amount of money can be worth your saving my life."
"No, I just asked you to change your life. I never saved your life."
Jibu Chuhe snorted and rolled his eyes at him, naturally understanding what he meant. Li Luo turned his head and looked into Jibu Chuhe's eyes, "But if that happens, you have to promise me one thing."
"What's up?"
"Tell me whether the Dark King under the Cliff of Rebirth is you."
Jibu Chuhe pursed his lips and smiled, and replied without hesitation: "Okay, I promise you."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, turning their heads to wait for the morning glow. He had many questions about Jibu Chuhe, such as the tattoos on her body, and the Black Mountain Prison.