Since Yu established Jiuding and divided Kyushu, the world's major events have their own fixed numbers.

Xia Qi created the first dynasty in the world, ruling the Quartet for thousands of years. When it comes to violence, the Destiny of Heaven is a bird, and it descends to give birth to business. Shang Tang Dynasty, more than a thousand years, King Wu was defeated, and he was crowned a god in a war. For more than a thousand years, the Zhou royal family was weak and relied on the vassal states to survive. Now it has long been ruined, the princes are constantly strife, the people are displaced, and the day is precarious. And the royal family and nobles, singing and dancing, luxurious enjoyment. The gap is comparable to a chasm.

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"The sage seeks it in the yin, so it is called God, and it is made in the yang, so it is called the light." The so-called person who is in charge of the day is accumulating virtue, and the people are safe and do not know why it is beneficial, and they accumulate goodness. The Ming Dao does not know why, and the world is more than the gods. ”

A middle-aged man in a yellow dragon robe looked at the twilight of the sky and whispered in a deep voice. When he is middle-aged, his temples are as white as green onions, a purple and gold crown on his head, and his dark black hair is flying wantonly against the wind blowing in the distance. His face was sleazed and yellow, like an old man who was about to die, and his eyes full of vicissitudes were always staring into the distance, as if he was waiting for something.

"The world is dull, and they need kings to lead them, and saints to admonish them: they need a Son of Heaven like you to guide them. Behind the middle-aged man stood a rickety old man, whose voice was low but vigorous.

"You, you always like to pat the widow's ass. ”

"The minion is just telling the truth. ”

"Hahahaha, you, what a stinky minion. ”

"What the king said," said the rickety old man in fear. "King, it will soon be dark, or let us go back. ”

The middle-aged man put away his smile and still stared at the dusk that was about to fall in the distance, his eyes gradually becoming blank.

"Wang?" the old man called out softly to the middle-aged man, and when he saw that the former still did not react, he raised his voice a little and called,

"King?" "Huh?" The middle-aged man came back to his senses. "It's time to go back, king. The old man's trembling hands moved forward, and his back bent down deeper, as if he were about to fall, and he was used to it, so he remained motionless in such a position. It's like an old pine.

"If the people are killed in battle today, where are there any saints, what gods? I'm so satisfied with one meal that I don't have time to think about whether I'll continue to starve for the next meal!"

"The victor of the main army often fights without fighting, and the people do not know how to obey, and they do not know why they are afraid. And the world is more than a god!"

"The people are ignorant, the saints are untaught, and the gods regard the common people like ants, if the people know the saints and gods in their eyes now, they don't care about their lives or deaths. Do you still regard them as gods and worship them as saints?"

The remnant sun is like blood—the boundless darkness gradually swallows away the last afterglow.

The rickety old man was silent for a while, and was about to step forward to talk, but he heard a sigh from the middle-aged man. "Let's go, let's go back. ”

"Wow!" The old man slowly turned around with the footsteps of the middle-aged man, and the bent old waist was still so rickety, and he walked towards the deep palace. The two oblique shadows pulled farther and farther away, disappearing into the darkness.

When night falls, the night in the land of Kyushu is as deep as ever, and the occasional twinkle of the stars is talked about. When a meteor streaks across the night sky, it is like a little light in the darkness, dragging a long tail. It's a kind of stunning, but also brilliant. In the eyes of some people, it is a kind of early warning, the stars have fallen, and something big is coming. Whether it is evil or auspicious, no one can predict, only one or two can speculate.

And who in the world knows the most about the stars of heaven and earth, and the natural changes of all things than the white-robed old man in front of him.

The old man stood quietly on the top of an inconspicuous mountain, the clouds rolling under his feet, and the breeze rustling his white robe. But he looked up at the night sky as if he was unconscious. Unlike the night sky in Kyushu, here you can see a dazzling array of stars. The dazzling pearls shine in the night, as if they are within reach.

The old man's eyes changed from their usual cloudiness, and his eyes were full of brilliant Milky Way, and several of the stars quickly crossed by. Dazzling. Burning at the last moment of life, sailing into the endless darkness, only to illuminate those places where the sun can't shine.

Dressed in a white robe, he didn't say anything, and the old man stood there quietly. There was darkness underneath him, and the top of his head was bright and dazzling, and when he looked up, his eyes were shining.

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Nothing was said all night. Early the next morning, the girl came to the room of the young man she had rescued yesterday and found that the old man was also in the house. Xiao Bu ran to the old man's side, took the old man's hand and shook it from the left, and said sweetly: "Has Ah Weng already cured him?"

The old man smiled silently, looked at the elf in front of him, and slowly shook his head. The calm face showed embarrassment, and he looked at the young man on the bed and said: "He has a huge vitality in his body, even if I don't save it, he can heal himself." But can you wake up... It's hard to say. ”

The girl looked nervous and said, "Why is this happening, even Ah Weng can't let him wake up?"

"It should be that this wound has caused damage to his spirit, and the flesh and blood of a person are blurred, and there is no hair. This tearing sensation is the most likely to make people fall into a coma. "But it's not impossible, and maybe you can wake him up." The old man smiled and looked at the girl who was still in shock.

"Ah, such a serious injury, I, how am I, what am I going to do?" the girl was suddenly at a loss, and thought to herself: he must be in pain.

The old man's face began to become solemn, "You can talk next to him, as for how long he will wake up, maybe tomorrow, maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe, he can only lie down like now." The old man looked at the girl's sad expression and said, "I know a person with good medical skills, maybe he has a way, I will send him over." With that, the old man walked towards the young man.

"No, can you let me try, maybe, maybe he'll wake up the next moment. The old man turned around and looked at the girl with a distressed expression. He knew that the girl had been following an old man alone since she was a child, and sometimes when she was not around, the girl was both scared and lonely. I don't have the feeling of being talked to by my peers, probably only the girl herself knows.

The old man nodded, and touched the girl's long beautiful hair dotingly. "Then you have to take care of your new 'spirit pet', haha. The old man left a burst of laughter and disappeared. The girl also recovered from her sadness, "Hmph, stinky Aweng." Yao's nose was slightly wrinkled, and her slender little hand gently touched the green silk in her ears, which was indescribably playful and cute. His steps were light, and he slowly walked towards the boy.

The girl looked at the stranger who had descended from the sky in front of her, and at first thought it was an injured spirit animal. After all, I have had many experiences of taking care of young spirit animals, they are all companions who grow up with me, and when the old man is away, they also accompany the girl, so that they are not too boring. Now in front of him was a big living man, thin in size, wearing a set of gray and white robes, about the same age as the girl. The top of the head is bare, with occasional flashes of white light. When he got closer, his smart eyes opened wide, as if he wanted to see through the young man in front of him.

The young man's face was fair, there were two faint marks on his forehead, his eyes were closed, and under a closer look, there were no eyelashes... However, the straight bridge of the nose, the clear lip line, and the mouth shaped like a diamond made him reveal a bit of red lips and white teeth. The girl thought: It's pretty good-looking, if you have eyebrows and hair, wouldn't it look better... The girl with a budding mind began to think about it, looking at the bald and eyebrowless face close at hand, and gradually became stunned.

The young man lying in front of him did not look sick at all, but had a ruddy face and a calm face. According to Ah Weng's meaning, this person's body is full of vitality, the Great Dao breath circulates in his own Zhou Tian, and the innate spiritual energy in the Yao Chi territory is abundant, even if he doesn't eat or drink, there will be no problem. But the girl still couldn't rest assured, so she washed and squeezed the juice with the picked fruits, and fed them to the bald boy in front of her little by little.

As far as the eye could see, a slender and petite little girl was sitting on the side. Feeding an equally skinny, bald teenager, he carefully passed the medicine spoon to his lips, his wrists trembling slightly. Such a picture is slightly weird, but it is not unharmonious. "I'll just think I'm feeding Xiaobai, not nervous, not nervous, not nervous at all. The girl secretly cheered herself up, after all, this was the first time she took care of people! And the 'little white' in the girl's mouth was a young white tiger rescued in the mountains a few years ago, and in the eyes of the girl, it was probably just a kitten. There are not a few 'kittens' and 'puppies' that have been saved over the years, well, this time it's no problem.

A pair of soft wattles gently brushed the residual juice from the corner of the boy's mouth with a handkerchief, and the girl smiled with satisfaction, sweet, that little mouth was like a cherry. In the days that followed, in addition to going up the mountain to collect medicine, reading and writing, the girl also did not forget to pick some fruits. Playing the piano and singing in the bamboo forest, confiding in the youth. Occasionally cheerful, occasionally sad. In her prime, the girl's mind is hard to guess.

"I once saved a 'kitten', and it was so cute that I called it Xiaobai. You also look white, I will also call you Xiaobai, okay?"

"Today I saw a reddish fruit on the mountain, guarded by a big snake, and I thought it would be better for you to wake up and pick it together. ”

"Your hair has grown, your eyebrows have grown, your eyelashes are so long, they look better than before. But when are you going to wake up?"

"Aung has come once or twice once or twice, and he has said that he wants to send you to that divine healer. But you're my patient, and I'll heal too!"

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The days passed, but Yao Chi was as quiet as usual. The sun shines on the top of the distant mountain, the golden light is magnificent, and the clouds and mist are curling in the middle of the mountainside, and the auspicious clouds are floating. Surrounded by a sea of clouds, the hundred-mile pond is like a mirror, and the waves are not alarmed. The bamboo forest is full of greenery, and the occasional sound of the piano comes out, such as the crisp and agile spring in the mountains, and the willows lingering for a long time like a spring breeze.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and after three months, the girl grew a little taller. There is more sadness between the beautiful eyebrows than before. What it's like to be alone, for a while, thinking about someone. The girl may have the answer in her heart.

The fair-skinned and slender jade fingers smoothed the strings, got up and walked to the room, already accustomed to it. The girl fed the boy the juice, gently and steadily, and wiped the corners of the boy's mouth with a handkerchief, as if it had been done many times, as familiar and natural.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the young man's two faint eyebrows, flat and slightly curled eyelashes, and the black hair that came out, long and short. The small mouth opens slightly, and exhales a breath. The boy's eyelashes bent upward, and the corners of the girl's mouth bent. Looking at this face every day, how can the growing hair get better and better?

"I heard that it was starting to snow at the bottom of the mountain, so I thought I would like to go and see what the snow looks like. ”

"Yesterday when I went up the mountain, I found that the red fruit was missing, and it must have been swallowed by the big flower snake, so I was so angry that I didn't sleep well all night. Hmph~"

"It would be nice if you woke up, where is the good? Fortunately, you can talk to me, go up the mountain to collect medicine together, read and write together, together..."

"Aha~" A yawn sounded, and the girl fell sleepily on the side of the bed. He was still whispering, "Let's teach that big flower snake a lesson!"

As everyone knows, the young man's faint eyebrows wrinkled, his fingers moved slightly, and a pair of hazy eyes slowly opened. What catches my eye is a beautiful face, even if he is asleep, he is like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, descending to the mortal dust. A few strands of green silk were placed in front of the root of her ears, Qiong Yao's small nose was slightly wrinkled, and her cherry-like little mouth was slightly pursed, as if she was having a nightmare. I want to wake up, but I'm afraid that the person in front of me will disappear.

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Bypassing the rivers and rivers, crossing the sea of people and stars, the people who should meet will always meet, whether they are separated by a world!