Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Chapter 134: Epilogue (4)

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The young Sheng Lingyuan came back to his senses, and was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that the corners of his mouth were curled up. Before he could say something, a small wind suddenly came in from the window, and the sword spirit that was floating out to play probably Puzzled why he blocked his hearing, he looked back from the window.

As soon as Tong turned around, his gaze also turned. Sheng Lingyuan's heartstrings were always hanging on him. Although he couldn't see the sword spirit, he immediately felt it through empathy.

He tensed up again, but deliberately did not look at the window, and deliberately frowned, as if thinking about something unrelated to the sword spirit.

It wasn't until Jian Ling called him from the window that he seemed to have noticed Jian Ling just now, and raised his head artificially following the sound, with his eyebrows still slightly closed, and pretended to ask: "What's the matter?"

The sword spirit said dissatisfied: "It's fine, what are you doing to cut off the sense of hearing, did you speak ill of me to the old man?"

Sheng Lingyuan raised his eyebrows as if nothing had happened: "I don't know good people, don't you get annoyed and run away when I talk to the teacher? You keep your ears clean because you are afraid of noise. Who is so boring talking about you every day?"

Sword Spirit: "Then I want to listen too!"

"If you want to listen, come in and listen, don't interrupt and make trouble."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to no longer pay attention to the sword spirit, and turned his head to discuss "business" with Dan Li wholeheartedly. Dan Li watched coldly, didn't say anything, and cooperated to divert the topic away. The two chatted for a long time, occasionally mixed with obscure tricks. After a while, the sword spirit was tortured until he had a headache and an earache.

Seeing that Sheng Lingyuan was half-talking, Dan Li suddenly lost the rest of the text, staring at the empty teacup in his hand and staring blankly, knowing that the sword spirit had left again.

He didn't urge him either, he just picked up the chess pieces and set up the chess record with himself.

After a while, Sheng Lingyuan said, a little out of the way of the village and back of the store: "Teacher, sometimes when I meet a sunny day, I will have a ridiculous fantasy. I hope it will be like this forever. There is no wind or rain, and there are no four seasons of cold and heat." .”

Danli nodded and said: "I've been trapped in this world for a long time, and I rarely have fun, so it's okay to indulge once in a while."

The young heir of the human race was taken aback.

Hearing the chess piece collide with the wooden chessboard lightly, Dan Li said again: "But if because of this, if you don't prepare cotton robes in autumn coolness, and spring hair in spring hair, it will be a joke."

Sheng Lingyuan was unconvinced when he was a teenager, and argued: "But if you can cultivate your body without cold and heat, wouldn't you be able to ignore the wind and rain and see the four seasons as usual?"

Danli put his hands into his sleeves, and sat under the weird mask, like an evil god who is neither sad nor happy.

"Your Highness," he said calmly, "for the homeless and weak head of Guizhou, a few snowstorms are enough to kill. As for the masters, although the cold and heat do not invade, they still have to avoid the wind, thunder and lightning. Everyone has their own disasters and ups and downs. The only constant is impermanence."

Sheng Lingyuan was out of his mind for a while, maybe through the vision of sympathy, he saw the sword spirit go away, he couldn't help asking: "Teacher, there are many legends in Dongchuan, about the unswerving love until death, do you believe it?"

"Anything that can be handed down to future generations naturally has a prototype basis. Why don't you believe it?" Dan Li said with a smile, "But Your Highness, witches are similar to human races. Their lifespan is no more than a hundred years, and their life span is only a moment in the world. Don't you think it's ridiculous to compare your own life and death with the likes of gnats, mayflies and crickets? Although you will not change until death, what if you don't die? If you can live the same life as Chi Yuan, can you also be persistent until the end of time? ?”

At that time, Sheng Lingyuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, and he didn't know that his life expectancy was more than a hundred years. He only heard the meaning of "human races live for hundreds of years, and sword spirits can only get a body for a thousand years. It is destined to be different." , was very discouraged, so he forcibly suppressed his youthful feelings, and said with a bit of anger: "That may not be true, after all, my teacher and I have not lived for so many years."

After listening to Dan Li, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he seemed to smile: "That's right."

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of chess pieces and threw them into the basket: "Your Highness, why don't I make a bet with you?"

Sheng Lingyuan looked at him inexplicably: "Hey, I was just chatting casually, why is the teacher still serious..."

Dan Li said: "I often tell Your Highness that whether it is conspiracy or deceit, you should not cover everything, because the world is impermanent, and you and I are mortal things with shallow knowledge. How dare you make a conclusion? What is regarded as the standard today, or three or five In ten years, or three to five hundred years, it will become a laughing stock that traffickers and pawns despise, and you have to save a thread to let God judge right or wrong—believe in impermanence, but also believe that you are right, isn’t that self-contradictory?”

Sheng Lingyuan: "..."

What is he talking about

The sixteen-year-old Sheng Lingyuan was at a loss when he heard it—at first he couldn't help but reveal a little about his youthful thoughts to his trusted elder, but unexpectedly, the elder was like an old monk carved in elm wood, with a sign saying "enough is enough" Mask, first made some veiled ridicule, and then chanted scriptures to him in the same way.

This is how young people come here. Their souls are occupied by their own concerns. Anyone who doesn't understand for a while thinks that others don't understand him. Sheng Lingyuan felt that he was full at the time, so he went to Danli This well-known incomprehensible person said Fengyue.

It wasn't until three thousand years later that he looked back suddenly that he realized how meaningful Dan Li's words were to him across a chessboard that peaceful autumn afternoon.

Sheng Lingyuan raised his head, and Dan Li's figure on the opposite side of the endgame became blurred, like a human, and also like a statue of Suzaku turned back into a wood carving and clay sculpture. And he himself also had calluses on his palms, and he was no longer sixteen years old.

I don't know where it is, the emperor who abdicated after three thousand years and the statue of Suzaku who disappeared in smoke looked at each other across an old chessboard.

Time has become embarrassing.

The last time the two of them met was in front of the blood pool, and they were so endless that they couldn't stop dying, so much so that Sheng Lingyuan couldn't tell what it was like to see this familiar mask again.

Dan Li's body language has changed, he is no longer as Sheng Lingyuan remembered, with a bit of condescension from the guide and teacher, he bowed respectfully to Sheng Lingyuan, he said: "Your Majesty, it's been a long time - I want to work with you!" Do you want to talk about it?"

Sheng Lingyuan waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's not good at chess, that's all."

Dan Li didn't give in anymore, he grabbed a handful of chess pieces and placed them casually on the chessboard.

Sheng Lingyuan lowered his eyes and said flatly: "Teacher, back then you taught me that 'everything is impermanent, and you should not take everything into account', and you should leave a line for God to judge right from wrong. You single-handedly destroyed Dongchuan, exterminated the Gaoshan people, and made the Shadow Clan disappear. Smashing Tong's sword, and forcing me to jump off Chiyuan—what do you say in this situation?"

Xuan Ji's voice sounded in the air, interjecting: "Negative textbook."

He seemed to be back when he was a child, always by Sheng Lingyuan's side, and no one could see him, but if Lingyuan talked to someone for too long, he felt neglected, and would be unhappy, and then began to interrupt by the side, looking for presence.

This scene was so familiar that both Sheng Lingyuan and Danli laughed.

Xuan Ji said to Sheng Lingyuan again: "What are you laughing at? You and your mother are also negative examples—she is even more arrogant than you. Look at the bad things she did."

Her Royal Highness, the princess of the demon clan, did not even keep her name, because she had been hiding behind layers of curtains all her life, sneaking around, playing her balance game in a way that made up for it.

She coveted Chiyuan, but she didn't dare to challenge her mother Suzaku, so she conspired with Emperor Ping to send troops first.

Later, he wanted to kill the demon king to take revenge, but he lost all the cards in his hand, so he sacrificed Danli, the statue of Suzaku.

Of course she was unwilling to let the statue of Suzaku work for her. When she ran out of Danli, she crossed the river and demolished the bridge, spreading "prophecy", luring Empress Chen to give birth to a demon, and waiting for the emperor to grow up, and then fighting Danli to lose both.

Three thousand years later, she is still doing the same trick, saving a demon king and shadow man to charge her into the battle, first disrupting the situation of alien control, trapping Sheng Lingyuan, and getting rid of the firekeeper—everything is ready before she is willing to wipe it out. Make up, slowly come out, reap the benefits.

It's a pity that she seems to be proving Danli's sentence "can't cover everything" all her life, and her luck always seems to be bad.

The obedient demon king overeats behind her back, and the house dog betrays his master.

After all, Meng Xia is a shadowman, and the race of shadowmen is not very good by nature, and they may be a bit stubborn. Dan Li was torn into that blood sample by the Emperor, and he dug a hole with his backhand, and he was able to bury her in Chiyuan four years after her death. , let her fall short.

Afterwards, Chi Yuan was completely sealed, the aura and demonic energy in the world became as thin as paper, and the demons and ghosts became lamps without oil, so they had to die and leave the scene sadly, leaving behind a firekeeper who "seeked defeat alone"... and A group of unknowing descendants, each of them lived like a human.

After much difficulty, the Chiyuan seal was loosened, and the demons were about to move, but she no longer knew the outside world. She regained consciousness and spent nearly a hundred years laying out the plan. She thought that the "time, place, and people" would be the best, but unexpectedly, she was messed up by a group of mortals... and so-called "special abilities" that were not much different from mortals. Everything went wrong. .

Xuan Ji said: "Anyway, the thirty-six seals are gone, so I'm going to lose my pick."

"It was true that Chiyuan must be destroyed back then. After decades of melee, the blood of all races has not disappeared, and the hatred is still there. The Suzaku guarding Chiyuan died and the family was wiped out. The Chiyuan fire cannot be extinguished, and there is no way to deal with it." Dan Li said, " But... Chiyuan has hidden fire from the ground since ancient times. Come to think of it, if there are gods in the world, there should be demons, and if there is light, there should be shadows. Forcibly suppressing it is against the destiny. The sword body was reshaped. What I envisioned for a long time has not been realized, until now, all the clans are united, and the seal of Chiyuan is broken, it must be a destiny to correct the error... The minister is wrong."

Xuan Ji and Sheng Lingyuan fell silent for a while.

What's the point of being right or wrong

The dead cannot be resurrected, the past is history.

After a while, Xuan Ji said: "Apologizing is useful, why do you need the police? Forget it, you are dead anyway... But where is this? Whose hallucination? Sure enough, Dan Li apologized in the dream."

Dan Li didn't care about his rude words, and said to Sheng Lingyuan: "Your Majesty, do you remember that I made a bet with you in front of this chessboard?"

Danli didn't announce that bet back then, the sixteen-year-old Sheng Lingyuan didn't understand it, and the emperor three thousand years later doesn't need to listen carefully.

Sheng Lingyuan raised his eyes slowly, meeting Danli's gaze behind the mask: "No wonder, you let Meng Xia hide the bronze tripod and the remains of Tianling back then."

Xuan Ji immediately became vigilant: "No, wait, what kind of bet? What are you two doing behind my back?"

Sheng Lingyuan: "If he wins, I'll be out of my wits, if I win..."

Xuan Ji became angry before he finished speaking: "Sheng Lingyuan! What did I say? I knew it. I told Lao Wang a long time ago that you are a scum who has to go out to gamble without seeing it! You..."

Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand, as if comforting an invisible person in the void.

"If I win," he said, "Clan Chief Suzaku will have to betroth me with body and soul."

With a "boom", on Biquan Mountain, the missile hit the face of the statue of the Goddess, but the statue remained motionless, the gloomy ritual had completely swallowed up the remains of the Suzaku, and the voice of the Yaozu Princess laughed loudly: "It's late!"