Nightfall

He was running between Lizhai Village with Sang Ran on his back, fighting wits with beasts and hunters. He smelled the stench after Yanjing Tucun and saw Xiao Zhuozi drifting away with the practitioner, he took Sang Sang went to Weicheng and killed the enemy and entered the military.

He saw the beautiful and tranquil Subi Lake. He and his comrades screamed forward, watching the fierce horse thieves running around like rabbits on weekdays, and the gold and silver that the horse thieves robbed became soft. The loot of the border troops was pushed back to Weicheng.

That winter, Weicheng killed the pigs. He ran to the pigsty early, listening to the desperate howling of the pigs, watching the blood pouring from the neck of the pigs, and happily holding a bamboo tube under the guidance of his predecessor and blowing under the pigskin. Angrily, busy all night.

Looking at the big white pig that was being rolled into the boiling water pot and ready to shave, Ning Que squatted on the ground and looked up at Sang Sang, who asked, "Isn't it like killing Grandpa?"

Sang Sang said: "The pigs are killed before they are scalded with boiling water. When killing Grandpa, we first scalded him and then killed."

Ning Que thought about it, and felt that this difference was indeed very big.

Before killing the old Orion and leaving the hunting house, at the request of Sang Sang, he released the two lambs.

Ning Que is standing on the mountain road, standing in the night fog, and standing in his past years.

On the long mountain road, each level of stone steps is a day that has been spent. He climbed to this time, which is equivalent to passing all his first half of his life again. This is not a dream of nothingness, it is a very real reproduction, and his There is always little joy in life, full of **** carrion and death, and all the joys and sorrows of the previous seventeen years are concentrated overnight, how would it feel?

The kind of heavy mental shock made people lost, so he often forgot that he was climbing when he stepped up, his expression became more and more painful, and the eyes where he was looking at were staring at the distance near him, Walking on the stone steps is getting slower and slower.

He stopped, his pupils gradually returned to normal, and looked deep into the night fog and said, "I'll kill you."

After finishing this sentence, he continued to move up to the upper stone steps, his right hand stretched slowly into the air, and stretched into the thick white night mist like a gauze, holding a slender knife handle in the air, Then he took out the familiar long knife in the void and cut it towards the void in front of him.

Before the blade, countless horse thieves were in a different place, Subi Lake was red again, countless barbarian spies were cut down under the horse, autumn grass was stained with red frosting, and the familiar or strange faces were split into two **** halves, and then Disappear.

In the night fog, he killed all the way on the mountain road, from Minshan to the grassland and then back to Chang'an City. He killed the fat imperial history, killed the sword master in Linhu Xiaozhuli, and killed the blacksmith shop. The old man is general.

All objects stopped in front of him were cut off by him, whether it was the enemies who brought him bitter memories, or the same robe that once fought side by side with life and death but wanted to escape, or the horse that took him deep into the grassland to save A warhorse that passed his life.

Chunji Pavilion was raining, and he was silently wielding his sword.

It was raining at Lin 47, and he saw the black-faced kid sitting in front of the gray wall.

Ning Que finally felt a little tired and a little tired. The long knife he was holding slowly dropped, looking at the depths of the night fog at the end of the mountain road, and muttered, "It is not easy for people to live, and it will be painful enough for a lifetime Why should I have to live again? "

He looked down at Sang Sang around him, frowned, and said in pain: "I know these are hallucinations, hallucinations can't scare me, but I can't prove that these are hallucinations, so I really feel painful, just like we used to That pain. "

The Prince Longqing walked calmly over the mountain road, his sleeves fluttering lightly, and a slight tiredness appeared between his eyebrows.

When he walked into the first stone steps of Yunwu and set foot on the mountain road, he knew that everything he saw and heard was an illusion. He thought he could see all this through his open mind, so he could climb mountains easily.

However, when he started walking, he realized that he still underestimated the difficulty of the second floor of the academy, no matter how clear the Tao heart in his chest was under the grinding of the Xiling Taoism, but if you ca n’t really see through, then these Illusions really exist.

Prince Longqing returned to his childhood. At that time, he was very beloved and could run freely in the palace.

The little prince always thought that his father was the most powerful man in the world, and his mother was the most powerful woman in the world, but one year he inadvertently overheard a conversation that directly shattered him. All good looks.

In that year, the Great North suffered a drought in the north of that year. From the wasteland to Yanbei and then to the north of the Tang Dynasty, countless hungry people were displaced, chasing the green leaves and eating. There was a conversation.

"King Yan, I hope that your country of Yan can show its due power! I do n’t expect your weak and forceful troops to guard the border, and prevent your starving people from running into the territory of my Datang Empire, nor do you expect your ability to solve it You have your own stomach problems, but at least when my majesty the Great Tang begins relief work, you must at least have a rough estimate of the number of hungry people! "

The Tang State Minister ’s beard is very long, blowing far away, and it is very angry or arrogant: "The food I aided by Datang will arrive in Chengjing in about ten days, but if you do n’t want Yanbei All the people are dead, it ’s best to think of some ways! Do n’t expect my Datang Empire to solve all the problems! Your majesty holds the world and treats all the people as people of the Tang Dynasty. Yes, we have no reason to bring all the food that our people urgently need to eat for you Yan people! "

After saying this, the Datang envoys walked away, and the young Prince Longqing looked at his back in amazement, only to realize that his father and emperor were not the most powerful men in the world. The kingdom called Datang was casual An envoy, dare to blame his father emperor.

He rushed out and asked with a voice, "Father, why didn't Lou Jiashi kill the rebellious envoy!"

Hearing this sentence, Yan Huang, who had always loved him, suddenly changed his face. For the first and only time in his life, he praised him in the face.

Prince Longqing stood on the mountain road, thinking of the four words on the stone at the Chaimen outside Wuwu, and mocked and said, "Gentlemen do not fight? How can a gentleman not fight? But how can a gentleman be dead if all those who do not fight are dead?"

The mountain road is long, like a long life.

If the life of the Prince Longqing is recorded in those golden coats of genius, it is extremely boring and lacking in goodness. I do n’t know if it was the slap of the Emperor Yan ’s reward that day, or the many things he saw later. The little prince is no longer as mischievous and cute as in those days. Baidu will become silent and hard at night, and he gradually learned to see no matter what he saw. Anything can be quiet and unaffected.

The mother's double-colored eye cat died after stealing a piece of pastry from the plate. Because of this, the whole house of the maid was killed by the rod. He sat quietly in the mother's arms and listened to the rumors in the courtyard. The sound of a wand came, and howling and crying, reaching for a melon seed on the plate, recording it carefully, blowing off the floating skin and sending it to the lips, as if I didn't know that the pastry was supposed to be different.

Later, more and more people died in the palace, and all the good maidens around his prince ’s brother did not know how many batches were changed, nor how many dead cats in the palace died. The maidservant was killed by someone, and the maidservant of another person was killed by his mother. All these things could not cause his mood to fluctuate, as if it had nothing to do with him.

One day, Prince Longqing began to show his talents for cultivation, regarded as treasure by the priest of Xiling Temple in Chengjing, and decided to take back to Xiling Tianyuan Academy to study. On the way out, he went to Lunlun and Nanjin, and saw again many things.

The lily of the Lunar Palace was boiled with water and burned to death. The gardener responsible for watching the flowers was thrown into the tumbling boiling water by the aunt Sister Qu Nima. A disciple of Jian Bai Liu Nan from the Jin Dynasty was expelled from the teacher's door, and his intestines flowed out in a laparotomy.

The Longqing prince looked at these indifferent colors, and his expression was very calm. In his view, this was not indifference or cold-blooded, but the quality necessary to keep his heart and mind clear enough to pass the road of heaven.

In the mist of the night, Prince Longqing looked at the summit of the mountain nearer and farther, with a mocking smile on his face, and said proudly: "Nothing in the world can awe and fear except for Haotian, and nothing can make me feel compassionate, since So, how can this mountain road stop me? "

Prince Longqing walked slowly on the mountain road, slowly repeating his life. He went to the TianYuYuan, because the priest who loved him lost his power in the internal battle of the temple, he also became the object of suppression, in the beginning Discriminated against during the six months.

It is just to relive the pictures that made him unable to restrain his anger, and now he can already be absolutely calm. Being ridiculed and ridiculed by others, he didn't say anything, but when the oracles were compared, the humiliation was calmly given back to the other party with death and failure.

He joined the adjudication department and began to kill those heretic heretics.

Whipping with thorns, whipping on the girl's smooth and delicate back, tearing open a mouthful of blood, he stood outside the jail and watched calmly, quietly.

A classmate at TianYuanYuan was convicted of apostasy for secretly disrespecting the leader, and was punished for permanent confinement in the dark water cell. He personally pushed the once affectionate opponent into the water, and then listened With those endless screams and screams of guilt and swearing, they walked calmly into the sunlight outside the prison, their faces still.

After a sixty-year residence in a mountain village, a remnant evil demon of the old demon was finally captured by the temple ruling division. The Longqing prince personally tied him to the wooden platform and carefully let the iron chain avoid the old man's torture. The wound then lit the firewood under the wooden platform.

At the end of the blazing flames, Oh Yuki ’s subordinate took a baby from the young mother ’s arms, then stabbed the young scrambler to death with a stick, and finally broke the baby into a puddle of meat on the ground, he Quietly looked at this scene, quietly.

The practice of Taoism is the world of Taoism. He stands in the world and looks at things in the world. How can things in the world mess up his heart? He worships Haotian and punishes the sins of the world. He firmly believes that the people he killed are all people who deserve sin. Where can there be mercy?

It was late at night, and many people who had watched the opening ceremony of the second floor of the front floor of the Academy had left. Although big figures such as His Royal Highness the Prince Tang, Princess Li Yu and Priest Mo Li are still waiting for the final result in silence, but there are only two people left on the mountain road at this time, which has no relationship with many countries at all. Why should the envoy wait harder?

The students of the academy naturally did not leave. They looked at the mountain silently, their expressions on their faces very complicated. Zhong Dajun looked at Xie Chengyun, who was supported by Jin Wucai, looked at the loss of expression on his face, sighed, and said: "Chengyun, let's go back, there's nothing to look at. Is it true that Ning Que can really beat the Longqing prince?" Not successful? "

Jin Wucai looked at Xie Chengyun worriedly. She knew that although the man's appearance was gentle, what kind of self-confidence was in his bones. Today's mountain climbing was abandoned halfway. Compared with the Longqing prince, everyone was afraid that the spirit would be greatly hit. She is even more worried that after Ningqian is much stronger than herself, will the man be depressed. Xie Chengyun shook his head, looked at the backyard of the academy at night, and said, "I want to see the result."

Suddenly someone whispered strongly.

The clouds in the night sky did not know when to disperse, and the clouds on the mountainside also dispersed for a moment. The starlight shone on the winding and steep mountain road, which actually illuminated the stone steps clearly.

After a very short period of time, the clouds between the mountains gathered again, and the mountain road was covered up again. I could no longer see what Li Li looked like.

But in this moment, enough people have seen the two figures on the stone steps of the long mountain road. One of them has reached the very top of the mountain road, and is about to approach the top of the mountain. The figure should be the Longqing prince, and the back should be rather lacking. The figure was still crawling hard in the middle of the mountain road, far from the top of the mountain.

Out of a very strange psychology, many people in the academy's students gave a sigh of relief, and some people muttered: "Fortunately, Ningque is still not as good as Prince Longqing."

It often proves that he gave the man a cold look and said: I'm only now beginning to wonder if it's a mistake to study with you guys and not continue to be in the Yulin Army. Yes, we used to think that Ning Que was useless and that his character was in question, but this does not mean that in order to dilute his humiliation afterwards, we should expect him to fail. "

His complexion said: "Do n’t forget that Ning Que is a Tang man, he is a member of our academy, Longqing is a Yan, and a member of Xiling. I now feel ashamed, but you do n’t know shame, let me I feel ashamed. "

The pictures of the mountain road illuminated by the stars naturally cannot escape the eyes of the priests and the academies.

Since Ning Que started mountaineering, people who knew he could not practice have not stopped talking and taunting. When he passed one young practitioner on the mountain trail, these talk taunts became much smaller, and when he finally succeeded After entering the mountain fog and becoming the only person still competing with the Longqing prince on the mountain road, the scene fell into a long silence.

"From mountain climbing in the day to night, depending on the kid ’s degree, I ’m afraid that I wo n’t be able to climb to the top of the mountain for another half a month. Now that the prince is about to climb to the top, why not just declare him on the second floor? Want us to stay with us? "

I don't know the reason. Mo Li, the priest who was originally proud and calm because of full confidence, suddenly felt a little restless Dao, a little irritable, and patted the back of the chair impatiently. He stood up and said quietly.

Li Yu did n’t even bother to look at him, mockingly said: “If you are not in a hurry, you can let the Prince Longqing fly directly to the top of the mountain, as long as he climbs the top of the mountain, where can he still use Guan Ningque? But if the Prince Longqing does not climb to the top No matter whether Ning Que is crawling or jumping, no matter how long he still has to board, I think it ’s best not to say too many meaningless opinions.

Mo Li was very angry, but he had nowhere to go. He had to sit back in his chair.

On the meadow under the starlight, Sang Sauna squatted beside the road with a **** umbrella, and the boring lazier gently turned the umbrella handle.

At this moment, the young monk named Wudao came out of the college.

He saw Sang Sang squatting beside the road, suddenly his eyes lit up, and his body suddenly turned into a stone figure. It was difficult to take a step anymore, so he looked at it quietly until his eyes looked obsessed and worried.

After a long, long time.

He looked at Sang Sang's slightly dark face, and looked at the yellow filaments floating on her forehead, his hands folded, in the most gentle tone ... The most sincere attitude, praised: "This girl, you are born It ’s really beautiful. "

Sang Sang stood up with a **** umbrella, looked around in confusion, and after a long time, he confirmed that the monk was praising himself, and could not help but raised his eyebrows ... Liu Ye narrowed his eyes, staring at him seriously and said: do not curse.

Wu Dao smiled slightly, and He Shili said: "I have a bright eye, I can know the stone jade, the girl misunderstood."

Sang Sang listened to the three words of Shi Zhongyu, and was slightly ashamed, and then carefully reminded: "Even if you look good in your eyes, but don't praise people like this in the future, because this sentence is now used to curse people in Changan of."

"Why is this?" Wudao asked in surprise.

Sang Sang did not like his burning eyes ... turned to look at the academy and ignored him.

Wudao turned to her and asked softly, "Girl, who are you waiting for?"

"My young master."

Wudao said seriously: "Girl, no one in the world is qualified to make a woman like you wait, except me."

Sang Sang looked at him and said: You have gone down the mountain, my young master is still on the mountain, so you are not as good as him. "

"I just don't want to get into that mist." Wu Dao explained seriously, suddenly thinking of a thing, and asked doubtfully: "The young master you are waiting for ... is that college student named Zhong Dajun?"

Sang Sang looked at him and said after a moment of silence: "Not bad."

Wu Dao Zheng Se said: "Very well, I said he would kill him when I was on the mountain. Now it seems that I have one more reason to kill him."

Sang Sang turned away and ignored him.

"Girl, when I saw your beauty like night, I suddenly thought of a love poem."

Wu Dao stared at her side indifferently, and whispered slowly: "My girl, if you want to go to practice Buddha, I would like to become a teenager again ... and shave once again on the mountain hanging in the air, Let me have more scars on my head. If you are willing to go to the monk's path, I would like to become a teenager again, go to the ground breaking view of Taoshan, and wash shoes for the proud man with a wooden sword. "

Sang Sang didn't even hear what he was talking about. She looked at the backyard of the academy in the dark night. She seemed to feel the grief that Ning Que was experiencing. Her brows frowned slightly, and she looked very painful.

"Girl, I can't wait with you any longer, I can't watch the pain you are waiting for, I decided to take you away, take you to the end of the world, to the cape, I will accompany you to Chao'er and Chao'er, okay? ? "

After finishing this sentence, he looked awkward and didn't wait for Sang Sang to answer. He responded with a palm of his hand and stretched it towards her neck. His fingertips roared with wind, although there was no hurt but there was a coma. meaning.

Suddenly, the monk's sleeve on the arm he stretched out burned violently, instantly burning the monk's sleeve into pieces of gray and black butterflies, and then went away with the wind, leaving only a thin and smooth arm!

Wu Dao shouted and turned into a residual image for more than ten feet. He stared at the bottom of the meadow with palpitation. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who?"

A sudden horseshoe sounded, tearing through the tranquility of the night of the college. The black carriage was very strange. Various carriages were engraved on the carriage, and the horse-drawn carriage went uphill, it seemed very relaxed, and there was a little smoke under the hoof. Did not bring it up, as if hanging in the air.

The Tang Tang Rune Master Yan Se, with an indifferent expression, withdrew the hand that had stretched out of the window. The rune drawn in the air by his fingers remained unstoppable. The green grass next to the road turned to dryness with naked eyes.

"The obscene monk realizes that if you dare to stay in my Datang territory, Hugh blames me for beating you with a knife character."

Wudao guessed the identity of the person in the carriage, and his expression suddenly became dignified. He stood in front of him with a single palm, and said to himself, "I am a monk who loves the Tao, but not a **** monk. Master Yan would have to use my elder identity to suppress me. ? "

"Since you come from a place deep in the wasteland, how many monks in the world can use your seniority to crush you?"

Rune master Yan Se slowly walked off the carriage and looked at the young monk indifferently: "But it is estimated that you are a useless thing in the side branch, even the rules in the temple did not tell you, you will remember later Well, here is Datang, here is Changan, you dare to make trouble at the gate of the academy, even if I kill you, those in the temple will not dare to put a fart. "

After finishing all these words, he looked at Sang Sang holding the **** umbrella by the side of the road, frowned and said, "Are you a rather maid?"

Sang Sang nodded.

Yan Se said: "Why wait outside? Come in with me."

Sang Sang replied: "I heard that I will not let it go."

Yan Se already knew that Ning Que was still on the mountain road, and his mood was extremely irritable and tense, and he heard a deep voice and said: "Follow me! I want to see, the master and the boss are not at home, who else in this broken college Will stop me! "

The Prince Longqing walked out of the mountain fog.

He looked up and saw a gentle forest around him, and there was a steep rock in front of the mountain road that appeared between heaven and earth.

Walking on that rock, it should be regarded as a successful summit.

He was about to continue, and suddenly he felt a touch, sorted out his clothes, turned around, and saluted a big tree in the distance beside the road.

Under the starlight, the top of the mountain is as bright as the day, and the clouds and fog are constantly flowing below, like water.

There was a person sitting under the big green tree. Because he was too far away, he could not see his face clearly. He could only feel that his age was not too big, but he was wearing a very ancient robe and wearing a coat on his head. Extremely high ancient crown, solemn weather.

The Prince Longqing didn't know who that person was ... But when he left the Xiling Temple, the head teacher reminded him that those students in the mountain behind the academy were not unusual practitioners. Be careful, and the person under the tree can wait at the top Climbers are naturally distinguished.

The man under the tree said calmly, "I rank second."

Listening to this, Prince Longqing's face did not change, but there was an uproar in his heart. He remembered some of the legends that the woman had said to himself, and the second brother, who was extremely proud and extremely powerful, and he respected him again, but this one was lower than before.

"You are very good." The second brother under the green tree said indifferently: "You are absolutely qualified to enter the back hill of the academy."

Even though he was born proud like Prince Longqing, he thought that the person who commented on him was the Second Brother of the Academy.

"As long as you climb the big rock, you will be successful, but there is one of your companions in the fog. You can climb the mountain by yourself, or you can wait for him. It seems unfair to let you wait for him, but I What I can tell you is that this big rock is difficult to climb, and it is more difficult to walk than the mountain path you have traveled, so you better adjust your rest first. "

Hearing that there was a fellow in the fog, the Longqing Prince frowned slightly. In his calculations, no one except the monk should be able to stick to the top of the mountain today. Those mediocre people could not even walk on the road on. Since the monk was inconvenient because of his status, who could keep up with his own pace?

Brother Xiashu said indifferently: "The choice is yours, you can climb the mountain first."

After a long moment of contemplation, the Longqing prince reverently saluted, and then sat down cross-legged to show his attitude.

In the night fog mountain road, Ning Que watched as Zuo sat under the gray wall, his wet chest slightly undulating, looked at his pale face and the breath of death in his eyes, and said after a long silence: "I can put You cut it with a knife, but why cut it? One person and two brothers, you are dead, why come to stop my way again, I went up to do all the rest of your broken things. "

Drow leaned against the gray wall and looked at him with a bleak smile, the more the chest undulated, the more a hoarse voice came from his lips.

"Fake, these are all fake, what do I need to rely on to prove that these are fake?"

Ning Que stood with his head down on the mountain road, standing in the night mist, standing in the spring rain of Lin 47 Lane.

Suddenly he looked up and said: Where is Sang San? "

Sang Sang stood next to him, looking at him with a slightly dark face, and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Ning Que looked ahead and said: Sang Sang, take out all the silver in the house. We find a good cemetery for Xiao Heizi, and then get him a Nannan coffin to kill him. "

Sang Sang said: "Okay ... But Master, Master Kuroko has died, there is no way to die beautifully."

Ning Que said: "Anyway, he has lived again, why not die again?"

After saying this, he walked towards the gray wall, raised his knife to the sky, and then screamed down, chopped off the drow level, cut off the gray wall wet by rain, cut off all the illusions, and exposed the straight path Steep mountain road at the top of the mountain.

Then he looked to his side, and there was no figure of Sang Sang now.

"I said that all of this is an illusion that will not scare me."

Ning Que looked at the real mountain road in front of her and said to the end of the night fog, as if to explain to them: "Sang Sang in the memories I imagined is a perfect little maid, but the real Sang Sang is absolutely It ’s not like that. You can excite my own brain to create a real environment, but you do n’t know that what ’s in my own brain is not all real. ”

A misty voice came from the fog: "Although I don't know what you just thought about, how do you judge it to be a fake mulberry?"

"Because she really is kind and kind, she will never be willing to spend all her family's money for a dead man. Drow can't do it, she can't do it herself, not even me.

Ning Que smiled, and then raised his sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, and walked up the mountain.

The top of the mountain shrouded by Yinhui, a tree in the east and a tree in the west, are cold-resistant coniferous forests, and are not the favorite jujube trees of tangerine peel.

The Longqing prince sat in the grass and adjusted his interest, closing his eyes tightly.

There was a very subtle voice behind the green tree in the distance: "Brother, thank you."

The second elder brother sitting cross-legged in front of Qingshu, with a calm and calm expression, said indifferently: "This kind of harmless and elegant back door can still be opened occasionally. Besides, Long Qing was already lacking a step ahead and asked him to wait for a while. Fair. "

As the famous academy's famous saying: The rule is to see whose fist is hard, then since it is an exam on the second floor of the academy, the so-called fairness is actually just some people's own views.

Longning prince Binin was short of going up the mountain for a while, but he waited a long time at the top of the mountain.

The stars in the night sky gradually move ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Time passes by minute and second.

I don't know how long it has passed, a thick fog flows under the mountain road.

Prince Longqing opened his eyes and looked.

In the night fog, the ragged Ning Que walked slowly down the mountain road, his face green and purple, like a beggar who was driven down by evil dogs for many times, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Prince Longqing looked at his face, remembering who he was, and slowly stood up, his right hand in his sleeve clenched slightly.

Ning Que took out the sweets wrapped in handkerchiefs from her arms and stuffed her mouth to replenish her strength ... While walking towards the top of the mountain, she did not forget to greet the population under the green trees there: "Sorry, come late It's late. "

Then he saw Prince Longqing and said in surprise: "Great, you are still here."

Ning Que handed the pastry to him and asked, "Would you like a piece?"

The Longqing Prince looked at the squeezed and strange rotten cakes in the handkerchief, silently wondering what to say. ! ~!