Zeng Linglong was like a statue, motionless, staring at those two words in distraction. There was no questioning, no crying, tears raining down, but no one knew. Because the tears in my eyes flowed into my heart.

Maybe a long time passed, maybe just a short moment. Zeng Linglong stretched out his hand to pick up the pen and slowly wrote a sentence under those two words. He raised his head and stared at Zhuang Jiao, stood up, calmly walked out of the room, walked out of the small courtyard, and disappeared into the flow of people.

"When we met, we were too young. Now, we meet, too old. Wu Hao silently read the words on the paper, looked sad, and said goodbye to Zhuang Jiao. And at that glance, only Zhuang Jiao knew that in this life, love and hatred, only turned into, and the last one stared at for a second. Like a melancholy bird, it flies like sorrow like the setting sun.

After the two left, the fat black lying in the corner of the wall stood up. Shaking off his long hair, he paced into the room, jumped onto the table, and blew in a very stylish manner, blowing up the hair that was almost covering his eyes. Zhuang Jiao stretched out his hand, a pair of scissors appeared in his hand, and began to trim the hair for the fat black. It's just that the action is not as smooth as it used to be, and it's even a bit mechanical.

That scissor made Fat Black a little scared. In this world, the only murder weapon that Fat Black recognizes is this scissors, but only this scissor can trim his own hair. In order to ease the tension, the fat made the god send a messenger to speak: "Big brother, they are also dream people, why don't you wake them up?"

As soon as the words fell, the fat black turned into a black shadow and swooped out of the door. The eldest brother shook his hand, and the scissors went straight to his ear. Zhuang Jiao looked at the scissors in his hand and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I'm distracted, I'll be careful if I cut it again." ”

"In your state, you won't cut it even if you kill it today. Fat Hei didn't have the air to speak, and slipped into the corner of the wall and lay down, a little bored, and a little curious. I couldn't help but ask again: "Are you really, killing that woman's brother? ”

With a whoosh, there was a contemptuous knife stuck in the ground in front of the fat black dog's nose. The fat black frightened people to stand up, and the lush hair stood on end. Zhuang Jiao walked over, put away the scornful knife, and reprimanded: "If you pretend to be a dog, you have to look like a dog, where do you get the gossip thoughts." Fat Black stuck out his tongue and kept nodding, a little funny, and a little dismissive.

Zhuang Jiao sat casually on the ground, reaching out to touch the fat black dog's head. Looking up at the sky for a long time, he said leisurely: "Fat Hei, do you remember, your parents?" These words made Fat Hei shake all over, and then he fell to the ground, his eyes full of confusion. How did he come here, Fat Black can't remember. But he knew that Zhuang Jiao was the eldest brother, and he always was, and he came by himself to ask the eldest brother to go back. I can't remember where I went, as for the word parents, the meaning is clear, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with myself.

"I can only afford it, father. Zhuang Jiao still looked at the sky and muttered, his eyes full of long-lost tears. Bow your head, and tears will fall. After a long time, Zhuang Jiao patted Fatty Black and got up, and answered Fatty Hei's curiosity: "If I go back in time, I will still kill him." ”

The chariots are roaring, the horses are whistling, the crown is like a cloud, and the flag is waving. The procession, which did not see the head in front and the tail in the back, slowly marched on the official road leading to the sacred mountain of Buting. The four seas are leveled, the Zen is enshrined in the sky, the country is eternal, and the name goes down in history. There is nothing more exciting than this, which makes Emperor Zhao Xu proud. No, there is also the top of the sacred mountain, which will witness miracles and accomplish feats that no one has ever done before or since.

On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head. When the first rays of morning light appeared in the sky, the emperor's royal envoy arrived in front of the Fengzen platform on time. In the sound of the bell ringing in unison, Zhao Xu, surrounded by all the ministers, slowly ascended to the nine-story Fengzen platform. Huang Shangshu, as the host, walked out of the ranks of the ministers, walked quickly to the emperor's side, bowed deeply, and shouted: "Yellow Heaven and Thick Earth! Birth of my Great Song Dynasty! The Four Seas Rise to Peace! All the people return to their hearts! The country is forever solid! The Holy Son of Heaven! Seal Zen and sacrifice to the sky!

Every time Huang Shangshu shouted, he paused slightly. The audience echoed repeatedly, with a magnificent momentum and sound shocks in all directions. After the prelude, Huang Shangshu riveted his strength again, and shouted again: "Pray for the Son of Heaven and open the well in the center of the earth!" Several wrestlers quickly came to the middle of the altar, pulled the iron chain, and dragged the manhole cover more than one zhang aside. An unknown well was exposed, and there were bursts of cold air.

Huang Shangshu lit the three high incense sticks on the offering table and respectfully held them to the emperor. After the emperor took it, he inserted it in the tripod in front of the offering table, and then knelt three times and knocked nine times. A group of young concierges, each holding a bright red porcelain plate, came to the solemn emperor. In each porcelain plate, there is a white jade gui, and the prayer is engraved on the jade gui.

After each prayer, the emperor threw Yugui into the well, which was the proud work of Gu Li and Huang Shangshu. After the prayer is recited, it is the last part, the sacrifice. First of all, a basket of gold, silver, and jewelry, which was carried up, symbolically threw the dots into the well, and began to fall down by the wrestlers. There were so many ministers who poured it, and their eyes were a little red. Then there are grains, vegetables, fruits, poultry and livestock, which can be poured into the well, and stuffed in the well, as if the well will not stop.

Wu Hao was not qualified to participate in such a ceremony. But the emperor was unexpected, and let him follow, but Wu Hao, who was originally excited, felt a chill. Not to mention gold, silver and jewelry, those grains, those poultry and livestock, how many poor families can live. Don't you know whether the four seas are leveled or not? This is the sealing of Zen, this is the iniquity!

sacrificed to the sky, and almost took the lives of the ministers. The time was too tight, and before noon, I had to rush to the altar at the top of the mountain. According to the ancient rites, those who participate in the festival must hike the mountain. Fortunately, although Buting Mountain is called a holy mountain, it is actually not high. Even so, when they came to the altar, all the ministers were out of breath. There is a big discipline, and I almost fainted. All the ministers secretly cursed Huang Shangshu, an ancient etiquette, and he didn't know how to change.

At noon, the yang energy of heaven and earth is at its highest. After completing the procedure, all the ministers were embarrassed and looking forward to returning to Beijing. But the emperor was still in high spirits, standing on the altar of the sacrifice, and said loudly: "Please, Master Zhuang!"

Zhuang Jie quietly appeared under the altar, still followed by the big black dog. Zhao Xu was very annoyed when he saw Master Zhuang on stage, empty-handed, and without any baggage. What about the robes of the Jiangshan Society? Could it be that they are deceiving me? If you dare to make me make a fool of yourself in public, you will die on the spot.

Zhao Xu was worried, Master Zhuang had already ascended the altar and came to him. "Do you really want it?" Zhuang Jie's first sentence made Zhao Xu stunned. Isn't this nonsense, engaging in such a big battle, and keeping it secret, just to let the people of the world witness: I am ordered by heaven, and I will live forever! Zhao Xu went to the ground for a long time and expressed his sincerity with his actions.

Zhuang Jiao sighed: "As you wish, I, try it." Zhao Xu had the urge to make an order and cut Master Zhuang immediately. I'll bear with it first, if you can't try, I'll break you to pieces.