Chapter 125: It is better not to fight, it is better not to see
She is the most beautiful nymphomaniac among the three idiots in the world. After hearing the sad news, she did not hesitate to change into a plain shirt, ride a white horse into the wilderness, gallop thousands of miles day and night, her face was covered with wind, frost and dust, and she was not haggard.
, compared with the beautiful face of the past, it can indeed be said to be ugly.
Prince Longqing did not look back at her face. His eyes moved from the faint morning light in the east to the deep night in the north. He smelled the slightly sour smell coming from his nose and felt a slight sourness in his heart. He knew that his fiancée loved cleanliness the most.
On such a cold winter day, she actually smelled like sweat. You can imagine how she got through this journey.
Because of the sadness in his heart and the exhaustion of his body, he suddenly felt a little tired. He looked down at the ugly wound on his chest and said with an indifferent expression: "I once had a dream."
Lu Chenjia didn't know what he was going to say, so she just hugged him gently and pressed against his thin, dusty face.
"While climbing the last few steps of the mountain behind the academy, I had the deepest dream. In that dream, I faced the most difficult choice in my life. However, without thinking too much, I reached out and held the handbag beside my waist.
Taoist sword."
Prince Longqing looked at her hand that was wrapped around her chest, and said in a gravelly voice: "Then I pulled out the sword and stabbed it through your chest. Even though you looked at me sadly, I still didn't look back."
A gust of morning wind came, and it was cold without snow. Lu Chenyao's body stiffened slightly, but her arms around him tightened because she heard some emotions in his indifferent voice that made her feel scared.
"In fact, I was in pain, but I didn't regret it because I firmly believed it was the right choice."
Prince Longqing raised his hand with difficulty, pointed to the black hole-like wound between his chest and abdomen, and said: "Many years passed in that strange dream, and then my chest was pierced by a wooden sword, just like in the dream earlier.
Just like I stabbed you, I didn’t die. A flower grew on my chest, a flower made of gold. That golden flower was so beautiful, it could even be said to be perfect, reflecting the brilliance of Haotian, and was extremely majestic.
.”
"The golden flower on my chest is the compensation for me giving up everything to serve Haotian. I hold the Dao sword and walk on the road of light with the golden flower on my chest. However, what makes me feel sad, regretful and even angry is that I paid in my dream.
Why did we still fail to reach the end even though we paid so much?"
Prince Longqing's eyes reflected the increasingly bright morning light in the east, as quiet as a will-o'-the-wisp, without any emotions that humans should have, only endless despair and incomprehension to God.
"Why is this? Absolute light is absolute darkness? But what I see in my eyes and feel in my heart is light! Why does Haotian give me such a harsh trial? Does he think my Tao heart is not firm enough?
I have been so perfect since childhood, why do I have to endure so many setbacks?"
The luster in his eyes gradually faded away, becoming as dim as the first morning light in the night in the north. After a moment of silence, he smiled nervously, raised his right hand with difficulty to cover the pitiful wound that was leaking like the lips of a dying old man, and said: "Until
On the snow cliff, Ning Que shot an arrow through his chest and abdomen, but no gold was cast outside the hole.
flower, only a tragic and desperate blood flower. Only then did I realize that there is no perfect existence in this world. All the pride and glory in the past were just a footnote to the final destruction, just like the architectural sculptures of Taoist temples on Peach Mountain.
The more beautiful the building is, the more touching it will be when it falls."
Lu Chenjia's arms holding him trembled slightly. She couldn't understand what Long Qing was saying more and more. The words were clearly clear, but the meaning contained in them was so trivial and illogical, and even
It's so detailed that I can't understand it, I can only feel the despair and self-abasement inside.
Prince Longqing said slowly and lonely: "I know you sincerely pity me, but I am not qualified to receive your pity now or in the future, so don't pity me, just talk to me."
He slowly pulled away Lu Chenjia's hands from around his neck and said, "Don't worry that I will commit suicide. Although I really have no nostalgia for this world and am desperate, I will not seek death, because Haotian seems to
He thinks the punishment and torture I have suffered are not enough, and he does not want me to die."
The seriously injured Prince Longqing had no strength at all. But when his fingers touched the back of Lu Chenjia's hand, Lu Chenjia let go without any resistance.
Lu Chenjia knelt beside him, looking at his profile which was no longer handsome and even looked particularly cold and ugly. There were no tears or sadness in his eyes, only the love and love from the deepest part of his heart.
pity.
"You just said that there is no perfect thing in the world, so there is nothing that cannot be changed. Whether it is the arrow injury you suffered or your future practice, it will definitely return to normal. The Master can cure you, and I
You can also ask your aunt to find the way to Xuankong Temple, those great Buddhist sects will definitely have a way to heal you."
Prince Longqing said: "When a person is about to die, his heart must be clear. I have never been as weak as now, but I have never understood myself as well as now. When I broke through the realm, my sea of consciousness was destroyed. I have no hope of practicing in this life.
, the headmaster can’t do it, not even the light throne in the You Pavilion can do it, let alone those guys in the Buddhist sect who keep silent.”
"Don't have any false hopes anymore, no one can change my destiny."
He looked at an unknown place in the distance and said quietly: "On the stone outside Chaimen on the mountain behind the academy, Master should have left me four words. I had forgotten it, but before he died a few days ago, he left four words for me.
Inexplicably, I remembered that those four words mean that a gentleman will not argue.
At that time, I didn’t understand the true meaning of these four words, but I thought I understood them very well, so I felt unwilling and even sneered at them with contempt, and instead wanted to fight more and more. Only now do I understand that the Master was talking about my character, and a
A person's character will determine a person's destiny.
"I've been fighting my whole life."
"Although you all don't know the true relationship between me and my brother Chongming, I am indeed competing with him, and the competition is known to the whole world. I am competing with him for the earthly throne."
"I also fight in Tianmangyuan. What I want to fight for is the position of chief disciple, because I am not willing to be humiliated and ridiculed by others once the priest who loves me loses power. What I fight for at that time is just one breath."
"I have to fight even more in the Adjudication Department. If I don't fight for some administrative power against this crazy woman like Dao Chi, how can I be qualified to sit opposite her? And why will I sit on that ink jade throne in the future?"
"I once had glory and victory, but I thought they were all the result of fighting for it. Now that I have fallen into the abyss of despair, I realize that Master has already seen through everything. All the sins and despair are the result of my own fighting."
"It's better not to fight."
Lu Chenjia knelt down beside him feebly, lowering her head and listening to him muttering to himself. The hair floating in front of his forehead was swaying like lifeless grass in the wilderness, and his face was pale and without any blood.
Prince Longqing laughed foolishly, his pale smile looking extremely desperate, and said: "Do you know? I once really thought that I was the guardian of light. No matter how many people I killed and how many bloody things I did in your eyes,
My Taoist heart is still pure, because I firmly believe that I am carrying out Haotian's will."
"Since I am the guardian of light, and since I am executing Haotian's will, I must be a perfect person, so I pay great attention to my appearance, dress, groom, and speak in a rigorous and error-free manner. I rarely drink alcohol to prevent sexual incest.
I am gentle to others and strict to myself, I am particular about
With his demeanor and temperament, I have never made a sneak attack even against the extremely difficult remnants of the Demon Sect. That time at the back of the academy, I arrived first, but for the so-called demeanor, I waited for Ning Que for a long time, but in the end I waited
Here comes the most difficult and shameless enemy in my life."
Prince Longqing looked at the slightly bright sky and said: "After I was injured, I thought I would die, but I never died for no reason, so I was thinking that Haotian didn't abandon me, it just pointed me to the opposite path.
?So I want to try to go dark
I went in secret, I didn't want to worry about my demeanor anymore, I accumulated a lot of strength and courage, picked up the hunting knife, and chopped off the head of a deserted boy who was only twelve years old, but you
Do you know what happened? I didn’t succeed.”
"I am even willing to give up the light. I am already shameless. I have planned to surrender to the darkness and go to the absolute side of Yi. But why haven't I succeeded yet?"
Prince Longqing's eyes showed great fear, and he murmured: "It turns out that this is not a story about Haotian's trials of believers, it is not a story about the fall from light to darkness, it is not the story of those who are painful but still retain their beauty in the legend.
The story of hope, this is just a story forgotten by Haotian.
"It is indeed painful to struggle between light and darkness, and it is even more painful to surrender to darkness, but that kind of pain is vital and alive. But what about me now? Even if I want to surrender to darkness, I am rejected. It turns out that
I am not qualified to be abandoned by Haotian at all, I am just a little person forgotten by Haotian in the north of the wasteland."
He coughed painfully, and his thin body was as stooped as an old man, as if he was about to become a snowdrift in the wilderness.
Lu Chenjia looked at him longingly, and suddenly the sadness in his eyes gradually faded away. He slowly stood up, swayed for a moment and then stabilized his body. He said calmly and firmly: "I'll kill Ning Que first."
"Does this make sense?" Prince Longqing stood up with difficulty, turned around and held her haggard but still beautiful cheek, slowly rubbing his dirty fingers on her skin, and said, "This makes no sense."
Lu Chenjia looked at the face so close to her, and found that it had become extremely unfamiliar. Her heart ached, and she bit her lower lip gently. She knew that if she could not get rid of the despair and demons in Long Qing's heart, she would not be able to get rid of the despair and inner demons in Long Qing's heart.
She couldn't take him away from this wasteland, but she knew that there was no way to make Long Qing go back to the past.
Prince Longqing had known her for many years, and had been in love with her for many years, from the Yuelun Kingdom Palace to the Tianyu Academy. He knew very well the fanaticism under the elegant and indifferent temperament of a nymphomaniac. He guessed what she was going to do by looking at her expression, and took two hard steps back.
He opened the distance between him and her, and shouted with an unusually cold expression: "Don't try to knock me out!"
"I am a useless person, but I don't want to be like those useless people who say don't sympathize with me, please stay away from me and other disgusting words! I just want to say a few words to you, can't you? You have to be like those people
Doing these disgusting things like a show between a talented man and a beautiful woman! Do you really want me to cry in pain like an idiot!"
Prince Longqing's voice was hoarse and he roared at her angrily.
Lu Chenjia looked at him with a pale face. He put his hands on his chest as if begging, as if he wanted to use this action to ease the pain in his heart, and as if to show that he would not knock him out.
There was deathly silence in the cold wasteland.
After a long silence, Prince Longqing suppressed the crazy anger on his face. There was no life or hope on his once perfect face, and he spoke slowly, coldly and with desperate eyes: "Don't sympathize.
Me, don’t let me think you are sympathizing with me. It would be better not to meet you today.”
Lu Chenjia didn't say anything, and slowly lowered his hand on his chest.
Long Qing turned around, picked up the branch that was broken in half, and continued walking towards the north.
Lu Chenjia remained silent for a moment, then followed him and walked north.
Long Qing was too seriously injured and his walking speed was too slow. After a long time, he could only walk a few dozen feet. He fell down three times along the way. The branch flew away far away and he no longer had the strength to pick it back up.
The wound in his abdomen opened again, and blood began to ooze out of his thin clothes, which condensed into icy blood beads when exposed to the cold wind.
Lu Chenjia kept following him, his face getting paler and paler, but he never stepped forward to help him.
Prince Longqing was tired and sat down on the hard wasteland ground. He grabbed a handful of snow with his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth to chew for a while. Then he tried to stand up and continue heading north, but Bu Cui failed to stand firm and fell heavily to the ground again.
He beat the ground beside him angrily, but because of his weakness, the remaining snow on the ground didn't even splash up.
Lu Chenjia looked at him silently behind him.
Long Qing knew she was behind him. After taking a breath for a moment, he suddenly yelled: "I've said everything I need to say, and we've already seen you again. Why are you following me? If you follow me again, I'll die for you."
"
Lu Chenjia's body swayed slightly, and then quickly returned to stability. A trace of perseverance flashed across the girl's bright face. Even the most delicate flowers have thorns and stems, and she also has her own limits. She looked at the figure in front of her.
The back of a dog-like man shouted loudly: "Then you must die for me!"
Prince Longqing's body stiffened slightly.
Lu Chenjia's face was pale, but he stubbornly refused to cry, and shouted: "We have been together for so many years, but you still refuse to let me see you clearly, so why don't you even want to die? But I really
I really want to see it, so if you want to die, then die in front of me, I will collect your body, and then return to the Central Plains to remarry."
Long Qing was silent for a moment, then laughed like crazy: "What a crazy woman, no one would dare to marry you even if you remarry."
Lu Chenjia shouted: "Remarriage means marrying someone else. You were already dead by then, so you don't need to worry about it."
Long Qing was silent and continued heading north.
Lu Chenjia stopped talking and followed him northward in silence.
The big snow horse followed tiredly at the rear.
From early morning to dusk, the wind and snow rise again in the wilderness.