It was a morning that was enough to go down in the history of Xiliang, the fog was thick, it was extremely cold, and the sun rose in the east, casting a trace of sunlight to dispel the coolness.

Lin Wan'er had a cold face, holding Shang Fang's sword in her hand, viciously resisting the backs of the two Liangzhou soldiers, and walked into Liangzhou City with a mighty crowd of 200 people.

The dense fog gradually dissipated, the houses and buildings in Liangzhou began to appear gradually, and many people who had just gotten up in the early morning pushed open the doors, and they couldn't help but be surprised that someone was brazenly holding a sword and swaggering on the street to kidnap the officers and soldiers of Liangzhou.

Xiliang folk style is famous for its toughness, and there is unruliness in its bones, and there was once a saying that "Xiliang women and children of all ages can get on the horse and carry a knife", but the security in Liangzhou City is surprisingly good, not that there are few fights and brawls, but there are no at all.

Even if there are irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, they do not dare to fight.

There was an interesting incident, two big families with heads and faces in Liangzhou City, one family's only son stabbed the other family's only seedling, and the other family robbed the family as a baby pimple for the daughter, it can be said that water and fire are incompatible, you live and die, but I didn't dare to fight in Liangzhou City, but made an appointment to Lingzhou to make a decision.

The Xiliang palace is in Liangzhou, but the palace that symbolizes the rights of Xiliang has never promulgated the notice of "no armed fighting, armed with knives", and the environment in Liangzhou is relatively relaxed, and the spies are the least, but Liangzhou City spontaneously formed an iron law of "no fighting".

Why? Because in that palace there was a king of Xiliang who single-handedly destroyed most of the previous dynasty, as long as he was there. No one dares to be presumptuous, even if there is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, they dare not see blood in Liangzhou City.

But on this cold early morning. Lin Wan'er not only used knives and guns, but also used knives and guns against the officers and soldiers of Liangzhou.

Many people walked out of their homes one after another, looking at the team of 200 people with curious eyes on their faces, and whispered in private, wondering what kind of details this bold team really had, and the courage was so fat.

But everyone is interested in hiding far away, and watching the excitement is also a risky thing. Don't be lively, but instead hurt the fish pond and put your own life into it. It's just not worth it.

Lin Wan'er was angry, and she felt hungry as she walked, and happened to meet an old man pushing a small cart from not far away to join in the fun, and the small cart rose with steaming smoke. Mixed with a light aroma.

Sniff your nose. Lin Wan'er knew that there was a big vat on the stall, there was tofu brain in the jar, and there was a big basket, the basket was full of fritters, if you poured a layer of chili oil on the tofu brain, poured leek sauce, and sprinkled half a handful of coriander, the taste would be absolutely amazing.

"Stop!" Lin Wan'er waved her hand. The anger in his heart was put aside for the time being, and he pointed to the old man not far away. Motioned for him to come over.

The old man looked left and right, stretched out his calloused finger and pointed at himself, saw Lin Wan'er nodding, walked out of the crack, walked in front of Lin Wan'er with a smile, and bowed his head and bent over in a flattering posture.

Lin Wan'er chirped her mouth: "Bring me a bowl of tofu brain, add more chili oil and coriander, and two fritters." ”

After speaking, she continued without looking back: "Zhao Gan, you shut up for me, this girl is hungry and wants to eat, and when she is full, she will go to make trouble in the palace." ”

Zhao Gan, who was just about to speak, obediently closed his mouth and shook his head, Wan'er is such a person, when you see that she can hold up half of the sky, not only does she not hold up the sky, but instead digs a big hole in the sky, you think she is dragging her feet, and she can give you unexpected surprises.

However, the steward who often opposes Lin Wan'er is now obedient to Lin Wan'er's words, that is, Lin Wan'er is going to burn down the Xiliang Palace, and this middle-aged man who used to be "thoughtful and reliable" will also wave his flag and shout to Lin Wan'er, fan the flames, and hand over a fire fold with red flames.

The old man of the cart turned around with a smile, lifted the lid of the vat, reached in, his eyes instantly became ruthless, and his movements seemed to have been practiced many times, holding the crossbow with both hands, turning his head, pulling the trigger, the timing was just right, and the crossbow arrow was fired at Baoyu who was standing aside.

In order to succeed in the assassination, the old man with the cart abandoned his martial arts, and now his body is extremely weak, even Li Mubai, who has a vicious eye, did not expect that the old man who did not have a trace of true qi in his body would hide a killer.

Looking at the bow and arrow that was close to Baoyu, the corner of the old man's mouth who thought he had succeeded showed a smile on the occasion of death.

Lin Wan'er's blood suddenly surged, and she shouted "Baoyu", and stood in front of Baoyu without hesitation.

Zhao Gan's eyes widened instantly, and he took a sharp breath, like a balloon full of air, and instantly released that qi, and the whole person flew out like a balloon, rushing forward at a speed beyond ordinary people, holding the galloping arrow feather with both hands, but the strength of the arrow feather was too great, and the speed was too fast.

Even if he used all his strength, the crossbow arrow was still advancing inch by inch, Zhao Qian gritted his teeth, and was carried forward by the sword and crossbow, his feet rubbed two marks on the ground, and finally stopped at the place where the crossbow arrow was three inches away from the back of Lin Wan'er's head.

Li Mubai's anger was uncontrollable, and he instantly came to the old man with a cart, who was good at using a sword and light moves, he clenched his fists with both hands and hit the old man's chest hard, and a majestic energy blasted through the opponent's chest, leaving two long tunnels that could be seen with the naked eye in the early morning fog, like a mountain suddenly being hit by an external force and hitting two black holes.

The swordsman Li Mubai was already really angry, and there was a cold flame in his eyes. For the first time, Li Mubai was like a black demon flower blooming at night, and the demon was blooming in front of everyone, showing his dark side, and this qiē was all for Lin Wan'er.

The old man's figure fell backwards like a scattered fallen leaf, but before he could drift away, he was grabbed by Li Mubai's shirt with his left hand, and with a punch from his right hand, the old man's chest was once again penetrated by powerful energy.

His body drew a parabola in an arc in the air, and he fell heavily to the ground, splashing countless dust.

In an instant, the old man felt that the last force in his body was drained, his life was lost instantly, and his bones were shattered. Turning his body over with difficulty, he looked at the fog that gradually drifted away in the early morning, and his face was relieved. As if in his life, at this moment, the fog dissipated, and finally came to the end, seeing the sun.

He slowly closed his eyes, and there was light and warmth in front of him.

This is life, and none of us can be sure that we are the protagonists. The story you carry may be an insignificant story in the eyes of others, no matter how magnificent and ups and downs your own life is, you can't set off a ripple in the lives of others.

What a sad and frustrating truth. But it's so beautiful that it makes each person an individual, not changed by others, even if forgotten. There is also a grass and a flower that can tell. He used to be.

Lin Wan'er, who closed her eyes, had already made up her mind to protect Baoyu even if she fought for her life, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't feel the pain of the crossbow arrow piercing into her body, and turned her head to see that Zhao Qian was jumping around like a kangaroo, as if she had been scalded by hot water.

Just hold the bow and crossbow with both hands. The two rubbed against each other, and now Zhao Gan's hands were red. The pain was unbearable, and the soles of the cloth shoes that rubbed against the ground were worn out, and the feet were also painful. Zhao Qian jumped up and down like a kangaroo that couldn't stop.

Lin Wan'er lowered her head and touched Baoyu's head, and asked with concern, "Baoyu, are you okay?" ”

Baoyu looked into the distance, his eyes were demented, he didn't know what attracted his gaze, he stretched out his white and tender little hand, pointed to the distance, and muttered, "Sister, look." ”

At this time, the dense fog gradually dissipated, the sun jumped up, the sun spread the earth, and the whole Liangzhou jumped in front of him, as if draped in a light veil, and the warm sunshine was not stingy, just and fair to give everyone equal sunshine.

Lin Wan'er looked up, in the north of Liangzhou City, a huge stone statue as high as 100 zhang was bathed in the sun, the stone statue was a very beautiful woman, with a smile on her face, and her eyes were compassionate, like a bodhisattva who purified all living beings.

But her eyes and eyebrows naturally flowed out of a trace of naughtiness, she held each other with her hands, as if she wanted to hold a bay of clear water, and then sprinkle it to the world, bringing a soft breeze and warm drizzle to the world.

"Sister Su." Lin Wan'er's eyes were unconsciously red, and she burst into tears, she suddenly remembered that it was also in a foggy morning, gently pushing open the door of the small courtyard in Lanzhou, and seeing a woman with a baby in her arms leaning on the door frame.

Although she was a little tired and depressed, Lin Wan'er could still see her dust and beauty, the woman's ten fingers had been bitten through the baby in her breastfeeding arms, which made people feel distressed when they looked at it.

In the future, this woman was often crazy and stupid, and Lin Wan'er took care of her until one late night, when the wind and rain were outside, the woman who had returned to the light reclined on the kang, kissed the baby's red face, and said something.

At that time, the world was not peaceful, and she did not tell Lin Wan'er about her identity and Baoyu's life experience, and she didn't even leave her name and surname, but just told the trivial life story of "my man".

Lin Wan'er rarely cried, before the crossing, the life in the orphanage sharpened her strong character, and after the crossing, she was even stronger like a stinky and hard stone, but that day, she held Baoyu and stood in front of the small grave, crying so much that her eyes swollen into walnuts.

Standing on the street of Liangzhou, Lin Wan'er felt a little aggrieved, wronged for Sister Su and Baoyu, and also a little angry, angry for Sister Su and Baoyu, she had heard that the current King of Xiliang had been set aside, but Baoyu had come to Liangzhou, and the dignified King of Xiliang did not go out to greet him, and put Baoyu in danger.

Baoyu tugged at the sleeve of the eldest sister and asked, "Eldest sister, is that my mother?" ”

One sentence hit Lin Wan'er's fragile heartstrings again, tears fell down, the saddest thing in life, the saddest thing in life is that I haven't seen my mother's face when I grow up, and I finally see it, and I can't be sure if that face is my dearest.

As soon as she picked up Baoyu, Lin Wan'er seemed to be stepping on the wind under her feet, as if she had inexhaustible strength, and strode towards the Baizhang stone statue, which was the Xiliang Palace.

A group of more than 200 people, under the leadership of Lin Wan'er, slaughtered to the Xiliang Palace.

Baoyu, who was held by the eldest sister and thought she had grown up, felt a little embarrassed: "Eldest sister, I can go." ”

"Shut up!" Lin Wan'er said angrily, if you are wronged, the eldest sister will help you get it back, no matter who he is, even the king of heaven.

In front of the Xiliang Palace, the palace that had just opened the main gate was magnificent, and many people were cleaning and sprinkling, and they were very busy.

The palace is very large, but the number of people is limited, and it is always necessary to get up early every day to clean and be busy all day long, so as to keep the palace in order and in an orderly manner.

But no one has complaints, except for His Royal Highness the Prince who often has absurd and outrageous behaviors, the prince is powerful, and is often insulted by the world as a demon king who regards human life as a mustard, but only after personal contact did he know that the prince is an amiable uncle next door.

Except for the legs of a subordinate who once broke his identity in the palace, the prince is always happy on weekdays, and from time to time he is reprimanded by the little maid of the palace: "Lord, you drink cold water again, it's not good for your health, I'll make you tea."

Everyone also often saw the prince walking in the long corridor with his back on his back, alone, a little desolate, a little lonely.

So they don't quite understand why the group of arrogant generals and noble Xiliang nobles who have been grinding on the battlefield at a glance will always can't help but bend down subconsciously after seeing the prince, and they don't even dare to walk side by side, they only dare to take three steps back, look down at the ground in front of their feet, and be respectful, as if they have seen a tiger's rabbit.

The people who were cleaning suddenly looked up, and suddenly saw two hundred people standing in front of the palace, especially the woman standing in the center, still holding in her arms, and wondered in their hearts that there were still people who were so bold, the prince was good-tempered, but it was not without temper, that is, the prince endured it, and our group of subordinates couldn't bear it.

Lin Wan'er was like a hooligan fighting, and said coldly: "Copy the guy, rush me." ”

The team of two hundred people has been with Lin Wan'er for a long time, and their temperament is also a little confused, so they simply broke the jar and broke it, and copied the guys one after another, even if they died here, it is a very proud thing.

The people of the palace were filled with righteous indignation, picked up the mop and basin in their hands, looked at each other angrily, and said in unison: "Who dare I see? ”

Lin Wan'er sneered: "Do you dare?" Hmph, I'll show you if I dare. ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of cold breaths suddenly rose in the palace, like a long rainbow running through the sun, crossing the sky, as if even the sea of clouds in the sky was stirred and fled.

"Holy!" Zhao Gan couldn't help but curse, "If it is really the first palace in the world, with Gonggong Hai and Gonggong Hong in the palace, it is already as stable and impregnable as Mount Tai." This Xiliang Palace's mansion suddenly appeared dozens of ways, which was only one line worse than Gonggong Hai and Gonggong Hong. Li Mubai, they all said that the tigers can't stand the wolves, can you do it? ”

Li Mubai didn't speak, but moved forward gently, blocking in front of everyone again, like a high mountain.

(PS: A few days ago, I had a holiday, and I went to Xinhua Bookstore with my husband to buy books, and Lan Ying didn't say what books she bought, so as not to be disgusted and tasteless.) My husband, who loves to watch American dramas, swore that I can't read Dan Brown's suspense books anymore, and I won't read yellow books like "White Deer Plain" anymore, I want to cultivate my sentiments, increase my knowledge, and be a noble person who makes you unable to find flaws. As a result, he did as he said, bought a copy of Master Ji Xianlinji's "Tsinghua Garden Diary" with a belly that was already a little protruding, and then held the book and laughed there, still laughing when he was driving. Last night he came home from work and bought a diary, saying that he wanted to write a diary. After dinner, I typed on the side, and he bit the tip of his pen to write in his diary. I wondered, and when he finished writing his diary and went to the toilet, I took out the "Tsinghua Garden Diary" and looked at the part of his folded corners - my husband has a habit of folding corners when he reads. After reading it, it can be summarized in one sentence - your mother, your mother's master! ――If you go and see it, you will definitely feel the same emotion as Lan Ying. (To be continued......)