Dark red blood began to ooze from the corner of his mouth. My youngest boy came to me with a delicate blue and white porcelain bowl. He put down the bowl, turned and left without even looking at me. I greedily stared at the young man's back, and suddenly saw the young man stop in his tracks, and said, "This is the last bowl, it's up to you whether you want to drink it or not." After finishing speaking, his figure was hidden in the faint light and shadow. With light, my dearest boy will never come back. And I will leave him forever, forever...
This bowl of medicine is not bitter, and even has a slight sweetness. It slides into the throat, flows through the internal organs, and spreads to the limbs. The corner of my mouth curled up into a smile, as if I saw the young man I loved the most again. From the time when he was six years old, the boy said to me by the Taihu Lake, "Marry me in the future." To the time when he was fourteen years old, he was almost killed in northern Xinjiang. On that rainy night, when I was nineteen, the early autumn when I reunited with him. Up to now, the boy's figure is becoming more and more blurred and blurred. I can't see him through, or I have never seen him through.
The conversation with Master Shande seems to be in my ears. He said to me many times: "Feimo, if you don't get his, even if you get him, you will lose the world."
"It's always a gamble to be willing."
"How about losing?" Master Shande asked.
"If you lose..."
"I would like to fall into Avici Hell and never be reborn forever!"
And now, I really lost.
I heard my choked voice asking the boy: "Lian Hua, are you me?"
The cold boy replied without even a pause, "Ji Feimo, I don't want you..."
"Is that so..." I looked up, expecting tears to flow, but the corners of my eyes were terribly dry. This iron tree really bloomed, but its stamens were also smeared with the most poison in the world. When I found out, the poison had already deeply implanted in my bone marrow, and there was no cure for it. I had delusional thoughts about things that didn't belong to me, and the ending was really bleak!
Sure enough, he didn't lie to me, he didn't like me, let alone me.
I heard myself say, "No...then let's not."
Finally... it's all over.
goodbye brother...
In the third year of Qianyuan, Emperor Linghui was cruel and ruthless, and his crimes were immoral. The whole world rose up and gathered to respond. In the spring of the fourth year of Qianyuan, Emperor Linghui died, and Ji Feiyu, the third son of the first emperor, was born. He was renamed "Taihe" and created a ten-year-long prosperity of Taihe.
— "The Official History of Daqi"
The death knell came from the depths of the palace.
One, two, three...
Up to the Nine Dao, it swayed in the sky for a long time.
The nine death knells are the exclusive honor enjoyed by the emperor after his death.
It's late spring right now, Lian Hua stands on the tall city tower, looking up at Taihu Lake in the outskirts of Kyoto. There, the willow embankment is ten miles away, dancing in the wind, and the willow catkins blown by the wind are flying over the whole city, like snow falling in the sky. Lian Hua was in a daze, as if in a long memory, the girl nestled in his arms, looked at the snowflakes flying all over the northern Xinjiang and asked him: "Brother, can we not be so cold when it snows?" Lian Hua remembers Qing how he answered the girl at that time, it seemed that he kissed the girl's forehead, and pressed the girl's head tightly to his chest, and it seemed that he didn't say anything, nothing... didn't do anything.
Lian Hua walked down the tower, and he saw Ji Feiyu standing at the gate of the tower with a sad expression on his face. Although he didn't understand why she was mourning, it was still his girl's, and he should comfort her. But what he couldn't find was that since the nine death knells were rung, there was no trace of blood on his face.
For many years, he has been standing in front of the long-abandoned Jialan Temple, holding the doll in his hand, whispering over and over again:
"Ji Feimo, I don't want you..."
I don't you.
"Lian Hua, do you have something on your mind?" Seeing that the chess piece in Lian Hua's hand did not fall for a long time, Ji Feiyu asked.
"Ah? Nothing?" Lian Hua seemed to have just recovered, and placed the chess piece in his hand on a corner of the chessboard.
Ji Feiyu frowned and watched Lian Hua push himself to a dead end, and immediately lost interest in continuing to play with him, put the chess pieces back in the box, and said to Lian Hua: "No more, no more, why don't I play with him?" Tell me about my queen."
Lian Hua still didn't make a sound, and Ji Feiyu didn't care, so he talked on his own.
"Actually, I don't hate my imperial sister that much. Everyone in the world knows that the imperial father favors the imperial sister. How could they know that the daughter that the imperial father loved the most in Tianyan fourteen years ago was obviously me. The difference between me and the imperial sister is less than three years old." Yue, grew up together since childhood, when she was a child...the worst thing was that she was caught by the emperor for dating the beautiful boy, and took my token back, and when she was seven years old, she... fourteen When I was 8 years old, I went to Beijiang with her again, but we were not together. I was happy and happy when I was in Beijiang, but she... Later I heard that she almost lost her life in order to save a soldier. My life was put in... But later, my father gave me too much favor, but he took it all back overnight and gave it to my sister. I really can't bear the pain of falling from heaven to Abi, and I hate it. Father, also hates sister Huang, these resentments have accumulated for a long time, and it has become today. Lian Hua? You, why are you crying?"
"Crying?" He touched the corners of his eyes with his hand, and it was really moist. Lian Hua smiled: "It's nothing, the wind is a little strong, and the sand was blown into the eyes. I'll go back first, you, you should go back to the palace too." , don't freeze."
Ji Feiyu looked at Lian Hua's staggering back when he left, turned his head and looked at the calm lake, and laughed, it really was windy...
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Three days later when I saw Lianhua again, the servants told Ji Feiyu that Master Guoshi went to Jialan Palace for some reason and stayed there for a whole day and night without eating or drinking.
When Ji Feiyu walked into the Jialan Palace, she saw Lian Huazheng gently stroking the hair of the doll in his hand. She had never seen such a focused expression before. Ji Feiyu wanted to go up to say hello to him, but he suddenly smiled and rolled his eyes, and softly said to the doll in his hand: "Ji Feimo, I still don't want you, what should I do?"
Ji Feiyu froze in place immediately. What she had planned to say was all choked in her throat. She opened her lips, but found that she couldn't say anything.
Lian Hua tilted his head slightly, bent his mouth, smiled softly and dotingly at the doll in his arms, and said, "Ji Feimo, why don't I come to accompany you?"
Ji Feimo, why don't you let me accompany you? !
Ji Feimo, why don't you let me accompany you? !
Ji Feimo, why not let me accompany you,
nice...
Ji Feiyu didn't disturb Lianhua, and left the Jialan Palace quietly. After returning to the palace, he immediately issued an imperial decree, except for Lianhua Guoshi, no one is allowed to enter or leave the Jialan Palace, and anyone who violates it will be beheaded!
Ji Feiyu understands that she has never been to Lianhua, she used to say that it was just to get the world, but now, she is just pitying him.
Lianhua's own inscriptions are eternal loneliness and no reincarnation. So he ignored everything and changed his destiny without authorization, but even if he changed his destiny, he still couldn't change the ending.
Eternal loneliness, no reincarnation...
You said you would take me with you when you left, Ji Feimo, you lied...
For thousands of years, the dynasties have been replaced generation after generation, but the already dilapidated Jialan Palace still stands there, and the people inside are just waiting quietly, occasionally facing the distant place in the dark night. , and said softly: "Ji Feimo, I don't want you."
I don't you
real…
Fate is ice, I hold ice in my arms
When the ice melted, I realized that the edge was gone
I believe in destiny, not in Buddhism
Believe me, don't believe me
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I lay down on the ground, looked up at the smiling man and woman in the hall, and couldn't help shaking my head and smiling wryly.
There was a long cut in my chest, where the scarlet blood flowed out, coloring my moon-white robe little by little.
The man was playing with a small stone, half yin and half yang, obviously looking like a piece of Tai Chi, but it was strange that flesh and blood grew around the Tai Chi.
Oh, that's not surprising, it's my heart, just dug out of my chest, still beating.
The man passed the stone in his hand to the woman next to him, with a flattering smile on his face...
My suffering, since when did you become like this
I am a stone from Lingshan, but I was born as Tai Chi, half yin and half yang. I have the aura of heaven and earth in one body, but it took hundreds of millions of time to transform into a human being. I have to say, I'm really a waste.
But it's not just this thing that is useless, I realized after I transformed into a human being that I didn't know whether it was better to transform into a male body or a female body.
The Buddha said, you should go to calendar life.
I do not believe.
The Buddha also said, you will know when you experience it.
Helpless, I had no choice but to go down the Lingshan Mountain to find my answer.
But the Buddha was not interesting enough. He only told me the beginning of the story, but he insisted on not telling me the ending.
When going down the mountain, my nephew Xiao Jiang said: Uncle, you are usually careless, so be careful after you go down the mountain.
I patted him on the shoulder: Ziya, the uncle is gone, and the master left it to you. Although the younger brother is usually a little bit hot-tempered, don't worry about it too much.
He nodded.
I went down the mountain with confidence.
On the way down the mountain, I met a very interesting man, he said his name was Shou.
For an old monster like me who is trapped on the Lingshan Mountain, but has already seen the prosperity of the world, he naturally knows that he is the son of Emperor Yi, the future King of Shang.
But I won't say it, because people who are silent are more likely to live longer, even though I am not human.
Frivolously, I wrapped my fingers around the hair around my ears and asked: Where are you going, my lord
I forgot to mention that when I went down the mountain, I pretended to be a man.
He said faintly: I just want to hang out when I'm bored.
That being the case, I dragged him from the foot of Lingshan Mountain to a bustling town, and found a random restaurant to have a good time with him.
Believe it or not, anyway, Shou and I got to know each other like this, a little rushed and absurd.
The day he told me who he was, I can assure you that he was secretly trying to scare me.
But it's a pity, I just curled my lips, said oh, and continued to get into the pig's head called me.
Shou was a little reconciled, but there was nothing he could do.
He would always put his arms around my shoulders at night, pointing his fingers at my chest, and jokingly said, "Pisces, could it be that all you put here are rocks?"
I had to look up at him and guess that my heart would be made of stone. Of course, I also know that this is just a joke.
In fact, I also understand what being pointed out is. Although I am a Changliu immortal and I am still an older generation, I have never consciously become an immortal.
From the current point of view, the characters that I can put on my heart are my junior and his apprentice in Lingshan, and the other is the subject in front of me.
Shou's father died, and he naturally accepted the throne and became the king of the Shang Kingdom.
He came to look for me the night before his enthronement.
He said: "Father's wish is to turn Shang into the overlord of the Central Plains. I know that I should also fight in all directions like my father. But Pisces, I am really afraid. I am afraid of seeing blood, but after ascending to this position , but I have to face it 3. Pisces, what should I do?"
I stroked his back and said softly: "Don't be afraid, isn't there me?"
Since you can't see blood, all the sins will be borne by me!
"Pisces, you will always be by my side, won't you?" I clearly saw that there was begging in his eyes.
"Naturally, I will always guard you, my King Shang."
Agree to accept, I am not impulsive. I think that the moment of a mortal is just a blink of an eye to me, so I don't take it very seriously.
At least, that's what I thought at the time.
Later, Shou ascended the throne and changed his name to "Dixin".
After ascending the throne, Shou began his plan to conquer the Quartet.
In fact, it's not so much his as it is mine.
I have been following him and making suggestions for him. He can't see people killing people, so I will kill people; I will bear the crime.
For him, I will not hesitate to use Changliu Xianshu to help him win the city.
In the process of fighting, Shou is also gradually growing. He became decisive and stable, and he was no longer afraid of the blood everywhere.
Should I be relieved
But why is my heart even heavier? (83 Chinese.83.)