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In the courtyard of the southern spring flowers, a young girl who still walked quietly and ethereal walked through a field of flowers, and in the sun, her pale skin looked without the slightest blood, and she had a face that was so holy that it did not seem to belong to the world.

This young girl, who never left her name, once stood at the end of all the mountaintops.

She quietly stopped under a huge old banyan tree, and just like that, she watched a man with one arm still in a plaster cast sitting on the edge of the fish pond feeding the fish, and the sun hit the man's face, and all kinds of scars were clearly visible.

Compared to this girl who once stood at the end of the mountain, this man may be due to all the suffering, this is a name that once shook the entire capital, Luo Qingcang, an eagle from the north.

Now, this eagle still looked arrogant, he stopped what he was doing, found a box of yellow dragon cigarettes, held it with his chapped lips, and lit it with the breeze.

"Why, you want to save me?" the ethereal woman had already walked up to him.

"It's like why you saved me, I'm just returning you a favor, if you have to find some reason, then it can only be said that it's hot for a while, it's not good, it's not bad. Luo Qingcang looked at the motionless water and said, at this moment, he looked like an old monk who had seen through the floating life.

"I lost, I should have fallen with Ikuura, and without Ikuura, I don't have any meaning to exist. The ethereal woman muttered, her pupils slowly hollowing out.

Luo Qingcang was not surprised at all that this woman would say such a thing, he may know very well what kind of education this woman has received since she was a child, in a sense, he sympathizes with this kind of strength, but he does not pity it at all, he just smiled slightly and said: "This Jianghu is more meaningful than you imagined." ”

The ethereal woman didn't seem to like Luo Qingcang who showed this kind of expression, and couldn't help but say: "Luo Qingcang, aren't you also a loser? The grudge you did is just a chess piece in this game of chess, although you are still alive now, but the winner must not be you." ”

Luo Qingcang didn't mind the straightforwardness of this nameless woman's words, and silently shook his head and said: "Someone is playing chess behind my back, but I am willing to be such a chess piece, I just hope that the bureau that persecuted the Su family and forced Chen Tianshi will pay the price, in a sense, I have the same purpose as the chess players behind, and now that the bureau is completely destroyed, I feel that the undead of the Su family lying below can finally close their eyes." ”

"Do you know that after the destruction of Jupu, the balance between the rivers and lakes and the times will be completely broken. The ethereal woman said.

"Jupu falls, Qingcheng will completely take the place of Jupu, don't forget that there is a woman on the other side who does not lose to you at all, she can make such a deliberate decision, she will definitely be able to control the situation, lose to her, I am convinced to lose. Luo Qingcang was not affected by this woman at all, just smoking such a cigarette lightly.

Facing Luo Qingcang, who almost didn't eat firewood, rice, oil and salt, this woman looked helpless, she really couldn't take the man in front of her, and no one could guarantee whether this man would do something out of the ordinary.

Luo Qingcang seemed to see the woman's unspeakability, and said with a self-deprecating face: "I am in your heart, that is, such an image?"

"I know better than anyone what you've been doing along the way. ”

"Then why are you still alive with me, in the plan, I am dead, this scene will be more exciting, you see, how wonderful that woman plays, often the dead are more useful than the living, isn't it?" Luo Qingcang asked rhetorically.

"I just don't think you deserve to die, that's a little too cheap for you. The ethereal woman's answer was obviously a bit far-fetched.

Luo Qingcang suddenly stared at this woman with a vivid figure, and said coldly: "Now, do you regret it a little?"

The beast-like hungry eyes made the ethereal woman instinctively take a step back and nodded honestly.

"Honest child. Luo Qingcang's face changed, with an uncle-like smile, and continued to look at the water and smoke.

"From now on, you can live for yourself, not for the one who can't find any real Juura. Luo Qingcang said this.

The ethereal woman had a little more sarcasm on her face because of Luo Qingcang's words, perhaps thinking that this was the biggest joke this Jianghu gave her, she muttered: "How can a person who doesn't even have a name live?"

Luo Qingcang fell into deep thought, looked at the few green carp poking out of the fish pond and seemed to think of something, and said, "How about the name Su Qingyu?"

"Why do you have the last surname Su?" the woman didn't seem to like Luo Qingcang's nosy name.

"So how about changing this Su to Luo? Luo Qingli, this makes a bit of sense. Luo Qingcang said seemingly casually, not caring at all about the unhappiness on this ethereal woman's face.

But this time, despite the reluctance on the woman's face, she didn't refute anything, perhaps because she really couldn't think of a suitable name either.

"Now, what are you going to do?" Luo Qingli said to Luo Qingcang, who planned to stay alone in such a place until the world was desolate.

"Of course, I will go back to Beijing, and then get back everything that belongs to me, that old man's last wish, I have fulfilled all that I have left, and then, I also need to live for myself. Luo Qingcang said.

"You didn't do such a thing, you saved the woman, you saved the child, you sent the three-character sword back to the place where it should be sent, but you haven't gone to the grave and knelt down. Luo Qingli seemed to be very dissatisfied with Luo Qingcang's attitude.

Luo Qingcang pressed out a cigarette, and then said with a little fearlessness: "I don't mind at all, I'm afraid that the old man lying down there will have no shame to face me, who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors." ”

It seems that Luo Qingcang has satirized everything to the bone.

Luo Qingli smiled very contemptuously, and then said: "Luo Qingcang, just now that you are alone, plus that guy who is still in a coma, even though no one in the capital has beaten you one-on-one, you should know how many people will kill you if you dare to show up." ”

Luo Qingcang didn't mind Luo Qingli pouring this cold water on himself, he looked at the room, the man who was still unconscious, as if at such a moment, moved his fingers, that man, named Xu Wolong, a man who had only made Luo Qingcang suffer in the capital.

"With you, that's enough. Luo Qingcang suddenly looked at Luo Qingli meaningfully.

"Do you really think I'm going to be on your side?"

"Don't you want to pay the price for those who are pushed to the bureau?"

This time, Luo Qingli didn't answer, she just felt that the man in front of her might be completely crazy.

"Let me tell you, I'm not alone. Seeing Luo Qingli's expression, Luo Qingcang pointed behind Luo Qingli, Luo Qingli slowly turned his head, and his expression slowly changed from surprise to shock.

There are five people in total, and they are also Luo Qingcang's most powerful team.

Wang Chuhe standing in the center, Li Jiesheng and Chen Xiao on the left, and Zhuge Dan and Li Yan on the right.

Luo Qingcang smiled slowly, then looked in the direction of the capital, as if he remembered the angry Zhu Yeqing, and sneered: "All this has just begun, don't you want to see the next play?"

Luo Qingli, who was surprised, also calmed down, and a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he smiled: "Luo Qingcang, you are really an unpredictable man. ”

Luo Qingcang laughed, and then got up, the majestic man was still arrogant, he seemed to think of a lot of things, as if many, many years ago, an old man left the capital with a child about eight or nine years old, that winter night, this child's life, the most thorough and thorough turn.

It was eight years later that the child stepped into this river and lake again, and then set off a bloody storm.

Another fifteen years later, this lone eagle who was saddled with the infamy of bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, in the end, fulfilled all the wishes of the old man, and was innocent.

Now, how many years later, will this lone eagle be able to look forward to the entire river and lake again.

Even Luo Qingli thinks this is an absolutely legendary story.

"It's my turn to write the rest of the story. Luo Qingcang squinted at the beginning of the place, his fists slowly clenched at that moment, this is the transition from one era to another, this is the end of a grievance The beginning of a grievance, and this is also the beginning of another piece of rivers and lakes....

Is this an era without heroes? Or is it an era of lack of heroes? If the lone wolf became a hero by straightening his waist, then Luo Qingcang's way of becoming a hero is more extreme than anyone else's.

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The snowflakes in the small Xing'an Mountains finally melted gradually, and after the cold winter, spring was full of joy, and in a white vast, there were rarely a few traces of green.

In the snow, leaving a large and a small footprint, walking in front was a hunchbacked man in a sheepskin coat, followed by a child who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, the former was extremely vulgar, and the latter looked extraordinarily spiritual.

This man who walked in front called himself Xiaoye, in his mouth, decades ago, there was still his legend, but now no one recognizes his name Gong San'er, and the children who walk behind always don't believe in Gong San'er's set, but there is always no doubt about this.

The young man caught up with Gong San'er, who was humming a Kanto song, and asked, "Master, where are we going?"

"I saw a few people, but I didn't know if I could see them again. Gong San'er's wrinkled face showed a bit of charm, perhaps because it was related to the people he saw.

The young man scoffed at this, obviously thinking that Gong San'er was unreliable.

Before the young man could ask, Gong San'er said, "When you see it, you'll know who it is." ”

The young man's face was disdainful, and he looked down on Gong San'er who was pretending to be a ghost.

An old man and a young man hiked into the depths of the Xing'an Mountains, a completely inaccessible place that would make outsiders feel a chill on their backs, but the two of them had a natural face, as if they were one with the mountains that did not look like human beings.

When he was tired, he stopped drinking snow water, and when he was hungry, he picked the unknown wild mushrooms under the tree to satisfy his hunger.

I don't know how long I walked, Gong San'er's song finally ended, and the surrounding environment was no longer covering the sky, the young man suddenly heard the movement behind him, and immediately pounced on Gong San'er, and the two rolled in the snow in embarrassment.

Gong San'er pushed the boy away and scolded at a big tree behind him, because in the position where Gong San'er was standing just now, there was an extra sharp arrow with a red rope, if it wasn't for the young man's quick reaction, Gong San'er would have been stabbed in the heart.

The boy also beat the snow on his body, looked at the figure on the giant pine tree, and saw that the figure should be a woman, a white snow fox skin wrapped this woman, and her face was also surrounded by a layer of white cloth, only a pair of eyes were exposed, this white dress was completely the best camouflage in the snow.

Just as Gong San'er was scolding, the woman pulled up an arrow again, and the red rope tied to the arrow swayed in the breeze, and the arrow was aimed at the two uninvited guests.

Just now, Gong San'er, who was still showing off his might, faced the gap in this equipment, and immediately admitted it, and said directly with a smile: "Woman, woman, we are not bad people, I came to see a woman named Bai Luoshen, bring her a few words, no offense." ”

The woman looked a little unconvinced by Gong San'er's obscene middle-aged man's words, she was still pulling the bow, and she was making a choice in her heart.

Gong San'er still looked at the woman on the tree with a so-called "sincere" face, and the young man was ready to fight.

"Huyaer, don't mess around. A bright female voice broke the confrontation in the forest, Gong San'er and the boy turned their heads at the same time to look at the source of the voice, it was a middle-aged woman with long hair in a shawl, a face without any makeup, but the skin was no less tender than those polished by the foundation, like a person who came out of some ancient style paintings, very standard classical beauty, elegant and without losing the heritage.

Gong San'er's expression was a little surprised, and he rubbed his eyes and said, "Luoshen." ”

The woman seemed to have recognized Gong San'er, and said with an amiable face: "San'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, how is your master?"

When the wolf-hearted Gong San'er heard this, a little sadness appeared on his face, and he said with a long sigh: "Now, I am free. ”

Bai Luo Shen may have understood that he had said the wrong thing, and a little apology appeared on his face.

At this time, the woman from the tree also approached the two uninvited guests, but her exposed eyes were still full of hostility.

"Huya, these two are guests, and they don't apologize. Bai Luo Shen said very gently.

This woman in a white fox skin seems to be very unconvinced, perhaps Gong San'er's image is too unsightly, which makes people feel that she doesn't feel like a good person in her heart, but she still obediently took off the silk scarf on her face, revealing a face that is a little green, but completely belongs to a beauty.

Gong San'er was shocked, and even the teenager was a little dumbfounded, just now this fierce existence who was confronting them on the tree, and after showing his face, he looked at his age, but he was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

"Bai Luoshen, she won't be..."Gong San'er was obviously surprised by the young man for the same reason.

Bai Luoshen didn't wait for Gong San'er to continue, so he nodded slightly.

Gong San'er scratched the greasy Sanqi head, and then said: "It is said that there is a guy named Luo Qingcang in this river and lake, how psychievous it is, I used to think that no matter how dazzling Luo Qingcang is, there is still a gap between him and the cow ghost and snake god of the previous era, as far as it seems now, that kid is really not a mortal." ”

The young man glanced at Gong San'er, obviously knowing very well that this guy had started to pretend to be a master again, obviously Gong San'er's appearance like a Taoist priest in the rivers and lakes really couldn't be associated with the master.

The girl named Huya only approached Bai Luoshen slightly, obviously not liking this unsightly guy talking about Spring and Autumn.

Bai Luoshen just smiled slightly, and then invited Gong San'er to go with the young man to the courtyard of the open space not far away.

The strong wind blew through this deep mountain and old forest, and then reached this small courtyard far away from the world, but it was a little warmer.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Gong San'er looked at the place in front of him that seemed to be a paradise, and his face sighed a little more, and when he returned to the northernmost place again, he remembered too many stories.

The Iron Casting Age.

Nomo's era.

The Age of Loneliness.

is such a little person who is like muddy water, who has gone through the changes of three eras, seen more stories, seen more grievances, and has traveled all over the world since then.

Now it's a lone wolf, an eagle, and a bamboo leaf, what is the name of this era?

After thinking for a long time, Gong San'er muttered, "Bai Luoshen, what kind of era is this?"

Bai Luo didn't answer, but silently added tea to Gong San'er.

Gong San'er smiled slowly, no longer clinging, he glanced at the girl Huya who was still staring at him with a hostile face, and then said, "It seems that Luo Qingcang gave you that pot of tea." ”

Bai Luoshen stopped pouring tea, she just nodded slightly, if it wasn't for that pot of tea, she wouldn't be able to live until now.

Gong San'er drank the cup of hot tea in front of him, and said directly: "This time, I am passing on a few words, and someone in the capital asked me to tell you that that period of grievance is over, and you can leave this place. ”

Bai Luoshen was extremely distracted when he heard Gong San'er's words.

"Don't ask me anything, I'm also an outsider, and you know how long I've been away from this world, since my master died, I didn't plan to touch this thing and hurt people. Gong San'er got up and shook the sheepskin fur.

Bai Luoshen also followed Gong San'er to get up, and it could be seen that her face was full of obsession.

Perhaps out of pity, Gong San'er said again: "The person who asked me to pass the word is surnamed Luo, not Su." ”

In a word, the eyes of this woman who has experienced too much devastation are slightly red, and even the girl is standing in place with dull eyes.

Gong San'er let out a long sigh, he knew it was cruel, but he thought it would be even more cruel to let this woman uncover the truth alone.

"The grievance is over, this time, there is really no one in the Su family. ”

Gong San'er came in a hurry and hurried away.

Ice and snow in this weather, never freeze again.

The girl threw herself into Bai Luoshen's arms, crying and saying that she would never see the bright guy who was always smiling again.

Bai Luoshen just gently stroked the girl's long hair, humming something in her mouth, she, the incompetent daughter-in-law of the Su family, just became the last person in the Su family.

Outside the window, there are rivers and lakes, red dust, and thousands of threads that are constantly chopped, but in the end, it is still a beautiful world, and there is always someone to yearn for it, desperately yearning, so that there will be a repercussion and an echo.

"Who was that woman just now?" said the young man as he caught up with Gong San'er.

Gong San'er glanced at the curious young man with a face, and said impatiently: "There are some things, it's better not to tell you, that grievance that has involved many generations has been completely over, even if you know everything, what's the use? Those who are out of the story can't break free, let alone a hairy boy like you." ”

Being described like this, the young man was obviously a little displeased, but seeing that Gong San'er was rarely serious, he finally did not go on with paranoia, but said casually: "Master, where are we going next?"

"A place that I visited once. ”

One big and one small climbed over an unknown number of mountains again, and finally stepped on a nameless mountain.

The grave bag on the hill no longer looks lonely, but there are two new graves, and I don't know who wants to be buried in such a place.

Gong San'er looked at the three graves from a distance, his expression seemed to be solemn, and he said to the young man on the side: "See, this is a grievance, something that can't be buried in the ground, so you don't want to be involved in this kind of thing for the rest of your life." ”

The young man nodded as if he didn't understand, only to notice that there was an ancient sword in front of one of the grave bags.

Gong San'er led the boy forward, stopped at a distance, and then said to the boy, "Kowtow." ”

The young man did not hesitate when he heard the sound, and directly knelt down and kowtowed four times in a row, regardless of the dust.

Gong San'er bent down and lit a cigarette on the spot, took a puff and put it in front of the grave bag in the center, and then chanted words in his mouth.

"Chen Tianshi, do you see, your most discouraged apprentice has found that sword. ”

As the sun set, one big and one small went down the mountain silently, Gong San'er told the young man that the three people who were buried, one named Chen Tianshi, the only martial artist in the capital who was better than Muyang Qiantai, one named Su Cangsheng, one who broke the lone wolf of this era, one named Li Yazhi, a woman who put down the entire rivers and lakes for her love, the former is the master of the middle, and the latter is the mother of the middle.

And this young man just wrote down a name on that ancient sword.

Su Cangsheng.

A few years later, Gong San'er returned to this place again, and when he was parting, he met a woman, and when he passed by, he stopped the woman and asked a question.

Does your father have the last name?

The woman nodded without thinking.

Gong San'er smiled bitterly, it is such a river and lake, how can you forget the rivers and lakes.

How can you forget the rivers and lakes.

Goodbye

(End of book)

From goodbye to the rivers and lakes, goodbye to the rivers and lakes, two years, the dust has settled, full of devastation, at least still on such a road, tearing flesh and tearing off fingers fearlessly moving forward, may life be kind to the next story, goodbye as before.