Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 15: The Aftermath
Volume 2 of Winter Lake Chapter 15 Fairness
The thick winter clouds over Chang'an City covered the sun in the back. The streets and alleys outside the General Mansion of the South City suddenly gave birth to a round of sun. The daytime day than the day, the old steps of the dead stone lion lion lion, the old stones of the dead leaves, were covered with a dazzling halo. They completely lost the original appearance and became holy.
Dozens of elite crossbow players who are famous for their spirits throw away the crossbow in their hands, covering their eyes, and the tragic calls fell towards the ground. In the direction, you can see a slight trembling crossbow on the wall on the wall.
The Datang Xuanjia heavy armor gathered on the street was chaotic. Those who trained the negative armored horses seemed to feel the endless power of the punching white light in the lane. Kneeling to the ground, I don't know how many knights have been settled.
The south gate of Haotian Road, hidden in the distant Fang City, is even pale. There are several plackets in front of the human body that are covered with blood. They have not been rejuvenated by the vitality of the world, just because of the great shock and fear of the sea in the sea. The spiritual impact directly hurts the organs — the exquisite magic array inherited from the Xiling Temple, but there is no way to locate the target.
They cultivated Haotian Road, and the light power was irrigated from the Tianluo Array, and the bright gods officials were bright from the body to the heart, and there was no trace of impurities. Can't do it!
On the streets, there was no other breeze. The crushed gravel on the puppet painting in the slate was everywhere. Tourists from the counties of the empire were watched by Fengsha. Broken face, subconsciously bowed his head to avoid, or rubbed his eyes with your hands.
Even if they did not bow their heads or cover their eyes, they couldn't see it. A Phantom Phantom of Suzaku, which was very close to the naked eye, was shaking from the stone carved ground, wiped with wings, curled up the lobe, and the unimaginable horrible horror Speed, a week over Chang'an City for a week.
Unfortunately, Suzaku failed to find any enemies in Chang'an City, and a faint anger came above the Jiuxiao Winter Cloud.
Li Qingshan stood silently at the front end of the lane street outside the General Mansion, listening to the clouds on the clouds, and slowly opened his eyes and closed his eyes. Looking at the empty alley, his expression became heavier.
The green dragon walking in the alley made a unwilling groan, slowly converging the breath, and turned the sword to return to the sheath.
Suzaku failed to find the trace of that person, and all the eyeliner scattered in Chang'an failed to find the trace of that person. The countless rear hands arranged by the Datang Empire were forced to stop abruptly.
The thick winter clouds above Chang'an City suddenly spread out, revealing the long -lost sun, and the fierce sunlight spilled softly, sprinkled with the cold house of the house on the world, everywhere.
That person did not shot, did not show the slightest hostility and warfare, but just emitted his own light, and quietly passed away like the light under the sun, and it was difficult to find it.
There are light everywhere in the world. How can you find light?
Li Qingshan looked up at the light leaking between the winter clouds, murmured: "Above the seat of the god, under the sky ..."
"Brother, I finally understand what you mean."
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In the small courtyard after the red sleeves.
Master Yan Se stared at the candlestick that kept shaking on the table. The corners of the eyes full of tiny wrinkles trembled slightly, and seemed to be thinking about a very important decision.
The girl of Shuizhu was leaning against his arms. The slender eyelashes trembled slightly and puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask the old way.
Why do you want to light up the candlestick during the day? Could it be ... This comic rune everyone who has no one who dares to offend the entire empire, including Jane, has never been willing to really drink water these days.
Some strange minds are interesting?
Looking at the candle tears that gradually accumulated on the candlestick, the body of the water beads was a little stiff. I thought that I had heard a lot of interest, but I never made it in person, and I did not know that the candle tears fell on the body.
It's really interesting, she wants to refuse, but where can she dare to say it.
Suddenly, the candlelight on the table suddenly made brightness, and the sluggishness of the room was shining. The water droplets were frightened and almost fell down from Yan Se.
Master Yan Se stared at the candle fire that burned and converged, squinted his eyes and silent for a long time, and then spoiled on the plump and tender buttocks of the water beads and rubbed it.
I have some things to do, probably won't come often, if ... something will be solved by your Jane girl in the future, you go to the south gate to find my brother and brother. "
Nowadays, Shuizhu has long known the true identity of this old way. Naturally, the master and brother he said in his mouth is Li Qingshan, Datang Guo, and suddenly listened to this language. If he finds it in the future, if you find a very thick mountain in the future, there will be some
Surprise, but then there was infinite panic. I thought how to hear this feeling of the funeral?
There is no true feelings on the field, not to mention the age between Yan Se and water droplets, and the status is too different.
In the subconscious, he reached out and grasped the old robe neckline, and he forgot the oil stains and dirt on the robe most.
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Wearing an old man with dirt full of dirt, behind his body, walking slowly in the streets of Dongcheng, the cotton jacket also exudes the flavor of the soup soup with a lot of sour noodles.
As in the conversation with Li Qingshan outside the General Mansion, as long as the master is not in Chang'an, he is light, and the only way to avoid is the big array of Chang'an City.
Light, even though the handling of the world seemed to be unforgivable to the world, he still believed that he was bright. As long as the large formation of Chang'an City was not fully launched, how could the Suzaku god that started to discover him?
However, people who practice to their realm, even if they cannot understand the deepest law of the flow of world and earth in the world, have begun to have some induction between heaven and man, which can faintly clarify what will appear in front of the time and river.
The old man felt that he would die in Chang'an City, and this feeling became more and more intense. He seemed to see the messenger of the underworld began to dig the grave for himself in Chang'an City, but he didn't know what the tombstone would write.
The end of life is not necessarily sad, but just like Yan Se has a nostalgia for the world, he also regrets the world -he used to cross the threshold by one foot and see the wonderful world over there.
However, he was ruthlessly collected back by some existence, and he was unwilling, so he wanted to collect a heir to collect a person before leaving the world, leave his own mantle, and let his heirns look at the world clearly in the future.
It is difficult to have a real descendant. It is also difficult for the bright gods to have a real heir. Yan Se now has Ning Que, so he has no regrets, and he does not even think that until the end of his life, he also thought that he did not.
No, until he came to Chang'an City, came to Lane Forty -seven, and saw Sangsang.
The old man stood outside the threshold of the old pen, watched the busy little maid in the shop. He couldn't admire the joy and satisfaction in his heart, and even moved to tears. Although he repeatedly violated the purpose of Hao Tian in this life, at least in the last stage of life in life, in the last stage of life
Haotian still gives him the most precious gift.
There is no more suitable person in the world than this little girl, because there is no such thing as a person in the world that is cleaner than her. There is no trace of impurities.
The old man across the threshold, walked into Lao Bizhai, bowed to the busy little girl and said, "Hello."
Sang Sang turned around, put the big wipe in his hand to the table, and replied: "Hello."
These days she has noticed that this poor lonely old man often appears in the alley. The men of Qi Sanye even asked her if she wanted to drive this old man, but she thought that the other party was just an ordinary one.
Blame the old man, so I rejected this proposal, and I was too lazy to pay more attention.
The old man asked: "Do you know what the biggest difference between people and beasts?"
Sang Sang didn't think about it, shook his head and answered directly: "I don't know."
Then she grabbed the rag and was ready to continue wiping the table.
The old man sincerely said: "Can you try to think about it?"
Sang Sang thought for a while and said, "People are more beast than beasts, so we are stronger than beasts, so we can eat beasts."
After hearing this answer, the old man obviously had no psychological preparation and asked in surprise: "Why do you think so?"
Sang Sang shook his head and said, "I said I didn't know, this was what the young master told me when I was a child."
The old man said with emotion and said, "Your young master wants to be a wonderful person, either a big wicked or a good man."
Sang Sang thought for a while and said, "Master is the young master."
Without finishing the words, she did not finish the habit of finishing the words. The other party could understand it. It could not be understood and didn't matter her. She actually knew very well -the son was the son, the mother was the mother, the brother was the brother, Xianggong
It is Xianggong, the young master is the young master -Ning Que is different from the concepts of the wicked and good men, women, rich men, and poor people.
The old man said after a moment of silence: "In my opinion, the biggest difference between people and beasts is inheritance. The beasts must inherit their own blood at all of life and death, and what humans want to inherit are spiritual.
They all contain extremely strong desires, and they all want to make myself stay in the world longer. "
After a little pause, the old man looked at the little girl's dark cheeks, and said with a dignified expression: "If the carrier in the inheritance represents the roots or Taoism of the family, then this strong desire will even become a heavy responsibility.
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In the end, the old man concluded: "This is the so -called funeral."
Sang Sang opened his bright willow leaves, looking at the weird old man in front of him, thinking for a long time and thought he wanted to understand, and asked seriously, "Do you want to find a wife to have children?"
She looked up and down like the elderly, judged the age of the other party, and said, "If you confirm that you can still give birth, there is a swallow girl who sells swallows in Dongcheng people.
The old man stunned for a while and said, "I don't mean this."
Sang Sang froze for a while, shook his head slightly and said, "I can't, I can't ... give birth to children."
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(I confirmed that I had fallen in love with my own role for the first time. I am second only to love my mother and leader. I wish the leader a happy birthday.