It seems that the unyielding fireworks in my heart are finally extinguished by a basin of cold water in the air, but the faint gossamer-like hope is still rooted in the depths of my heart.

Huaiyi stiffly moved the corners of his lips and smiled reluctantly. It's okay, it's okay, it's really okay...... You don't like this one, I've got a hand!

It can be regarded as a little thin comfort that is forcibly held, thinking of this, Huaiyi encouraged the restlessness of his mind to freeze, turned his body to the side slightly, high-fived three times, and signaled to his subordinates.

The pawns were killed, and they hurriedly pulled the boom again and again.

It was a slow and orderly busyness, and after a while, I suddenly saw a delicate mural of flying ink and brushes rising in the air!

This mural is more than 200 feet high, and the snow-white bottom is like a coherent and totem with a wave! It is painted like a sacred and glamorous majestic Buddha, which is painted by Xue Huaiyi who killed a cow and took blood with cow blood.

"Your Majesty." The moment the mural rose into the air, facing the bright eyes of the people who were surprised by the full seat, but were once again aroused by the high-profile arouse of even more surprise, Xue Huaiyi raised a happy look on his face, and on the heart of the heart that was pushed to a high point, he suddenly walked out of the ranks, walked a few steps over, raised his hand and faced the majestic sitting on the golden chair of the Emperor Wu with his hands in front of him, a regular gesture, "This is the minister's knee cut with his own blood painted!" "Look at the painting of the Buddha statue that rises into the sky, and bow down when he speaks.

He wasn't lying, this huge Buddha statue was actually ground with ox blood, which was indeed mixed with the blood around him. Do you have to put blood into ink to make a painting, is it appropriate to have a cathartic attitude? Even Xue Huaiyi himself can't be very clear, until now he hasn't figured out what kind of mood he had, with what kind of unswerving firmness and willfulness at every turn, coupled with a rocky heart, painted with blood. But one thing is for sure, the moment he cut his knee and painted with blood, he suddenly didn't want to live very much......

It is inevitable that a person will have times when he is depressed, but life is not so easy to end. The horror of life does not lie in death, death is liberation, and it is also the origin of everything that returns to the original moment of rebirth, so death is actually a gift from heaven, and since it is a gift, it is not possible for anyone to have that kind of blessing at any time.

If you don't know the essentials and can't learn the Dharma in life, it's actually a great sorrow and pain. And if you take the wrong path when you are alive, you will be wrong, and you will think that you are too good at the essence and too good at the Dharma, then it will often become a cause of iniquity, which is actually a great stupidity and such sorrow that does not care about the real chapter and does not see the real chapter behind you! The key is only the "degree" in the middle that is used to be flat, and this "degree" is difficult to grasp, which has to be said to be an infinite helplessness.

When you can't sing in life and you can't be liberated in death, there must be some stupid or stupid extreme ways to indulge it! Xue Huaiyi painted for Emperor Wu with blood at that time, and he probably had such a thought in his heart. It's just that he suddenly regained his consciousness later, and clearly knew that even if he drained all the blood in his body, he wouldn't have so much blood to complete this huge painting, so he thought of a way to slaughter a strong ox and mix it with blood......

With a look of innocent anticipation, he raised his head in confusion, and there was only the last sad desire in Huaiyi's heart, which had nothing to do with the identity of the martial emperor, but the simplest and cleanest kind of groveling and helplessness that no one could inevitably do in the face of love.

But after a while, the head hung down again. Huaiyi only felt that the head was heavy and tight, as if it was sinking lead......

Even this bloody scroll with one hand, such a sincere and hot heart that carries overflowing sincerity has not been able to turn the tide as expected. Emperor Wu just glanced at the blood ink Buddha statue that jumped in the air, and then turned his gaze sideways, and inadvertently flicked away the Kunhuang withered leaf that fell from Miao Miao on the carved table in front of him, silently and without waves.

Scold!

Finally, even with the best patience and true patience and forgiveness for love, Xue Huaiyi couldn't help but laugh and almost go crazy at this moment!

I should be amused, the Buddha painted in my own blood still can't touch your heart, which is changing day by day under the scrubbing of the light of the world, and it is very natural to gradually freeze up.

What am I? I've done so many things for you, so many things...... It's just that now, you have completely put me in the cold palace just for the sake of a mere imperial doctor? Yes! Really......

Xue Huaiyi didn't dare to hate Emperor Wu, firstly, because of Emperor Wu's status as an emperor who must not be moved or ignored, and secondly, he always subconsciously couldn't bear to put the hatred in his heart on Emperor Wu. Perhaps such a so-called relationship is unequal from the beginning, but where can there be real equality in the world of love?

At the beginning, he only hated the imperial doctor surnamed Shen, and he boasted that he was born with a foxy character, so he really became a charming fox, and really thought that he had the means to keep the heart of the martial emperor? Oh, that's ridiculous!

But now, Xue Huaiyi only hates himself.

Hehe, it's nothing, nothing to blame, in the final analysis, it's just because I think too much of myself...... It's too big for me!

This year's Shangyuan Festival seems to be more sparse and cold than any previous year, what naïve prayers and beliefs that have always been unchanging are left at the end of the prosperity at this moment, the lights at the end of the sheng song, thrown high, and then dissipated for a while, and then the last day of the void, completely unable to feel the touch......

On the night of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the moon was very round, the wind was very light, and the clouds were very light, and a fire reflected most of the sky of the Shendu City......

This sudden fire really came without the slightest warning in advance, and it was precisely because of the Taichu Palace that condensed the entire empire and the highest point of power in the prosperous world. That's exactly that, the direction of Mingtang!

At first, it was just a fire in heaven, but after a while, the raging flames suddenly took advantage of the arrogant wind, and followed the irrepressible momentum of the stirring, and then climbed steeply, and immediately ignited the miracle hall that was close to the side of heaven!

What kind of spectacle should this be in the streamer of a hundred years and a thousand years, and there has never been a privilege in the world! The two tall and majestic buildings burned side by side, coupled with the bubbling wind and smoke, and the flames that jumped higher and higher carried the strange momentum of swallowing the heavens and the earth, sweeping the aura of solemnity everywhere......

This strange fire burned all night, and the people who were fortunate enough to witness such a grand occasion in the Shendu will never forget this night, the night of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month and the vast moon, and the whole city was reflected in the darkness of the raging fire very closely.

And in the long river of years and the changes of the world, the miraculous Mingtang Paradise, which was only able to truly appear in the world until now, was destroyed overnight in this sudden fire! Those gorgeous majesty, the miracles related to the destiny of the world, just disappeared in an instant, and all the emotions and blood that were put into it suddenly came to naught......

This night, the entire Tang Palace was busy rushing to this heavenly punishment of the smoke and fire, but in the midst of the unabated flames and the anxious and hurried flow of people, there was a person with his hands behind his back and raised such a beautiful face under the moonlight and billowing smoke.

He strode leisurely and calmly, pacing the winding stone steps in front of the temple without fear, closing his eyes, feeling the rolling flames planted by his own hands swallowing up the miracle gods he had created with his own hands, as if the greedy desires of these ghostly slanderers around him had nothing to do with him in the slightest.

He is Xue Huaiyi. This fire is not punished by heaven but man-made, and it was set by Xue Huaiyi!

There is no longer the person I love in this world, because she is far away from me and no longer belongs to me...... So between such a beautiful river and mountain, on the shore of such a thick and gentle earth, spring goes to spring, the sun rises and sets, and what kind of flowers of extremely beautiful colors can bloom?

The raging flames of the night seemed to be filled with a moment to break through the seal of fate, and then took my already shattered body and incomplete soul to the point of death, and quickly devoured everything in heaven and earth with this seemingly endless rolling sea of fire!

O Empress, my gods! This majestic hall is a token I gave you, your love for me no longer exists, your heart has changed, and you can't hold it back...... What are you doing with this dull token in the world? Why don't I burn it out with a fire, and then it will be clean? Now and tonight, let it bloom truly and thoroughly in this filthy and vulgar world, and release the most beautiful and brilliant fireworks in the world, so that this hot flame from hell will shine all the colors of heaven and earth!

When you love someone to the point of desperation, then that person is no longer human, and he has already become crazy and demonic. It's not deliberate, it's really not deliberate, and he doesn't want to...... But he can't control himself anymore, he doesn't belong to himself anymore.

What about ridicule and contempt? What about what the thousand husbands are referring to? No matter what, ignore it all! What is it? I've long been selfless, I've only cared about one person, and you've been so careless that I can't even find myself! Hahahaha......

What is the word "love"? What is the true chapter of love? My Empress, my Supreme Goddess of Heaven! You don't need to understand, and even if you do, you don't need to do it; As long as I understand, as long as I do, it's fine......

The glitzy and prosperous world under the karmic fire seems to be subverting everything with just a flick of the fingers, and the vast soup and fire that swallows the heavens and the earth are like tears of blood, which is the nirvana of life and the soul of blood...... In an instant, it turned into a hot red arrow, burning up the Heavenly Hall and determinating my own life; Echo everything, conform to the soul, and follow the number of companions!

At this moment, Xue Huaiyi seemed to have rediscovered the precious things that he had left behind in the world and had long been dull and could not see. He found himself, his true self.