[The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the stone town is surging waves,

The red dust is full of children's love, and the magpie bridge looks at each other with tears.

As soon as Long Po came out of the chaos in the world, all parties were heroes and demons,

You sing and I appear, and the night comes to the dream.

Driving a long car through the mountains and rivers, who is the master of the ups and downs in the nine skies? 】

These two men and women who are tired walking on the winding mountain road have thousands of knots in their hearts that cannot be untied. As they walked, they looked at the golden glazed tiles on the top of the mountain in the distance.

As long as you go to the Jinding Temple, standing on the top of the chicken-foot mountains and looking at the small mountains, Jin Zhi thinks that he will definitely be able to find the cliff where his mother is buried in the middle, maybe the Dapeng Goldfinch can still remember the way back to the Blue Realm!

Ma Weiguo also walked silently, although it seemed that the golden top was still far away, but as long as he could be with the golden branch, what could it be?

"Golden Branch, Phoenix Panni, will definitely be reborn from the fire, don't be disappointed and confused!" At this moment, a voice came from the distant sky.

The two of them looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a rainbow set up in the misty air at some point, and a group of black and oppressive things flew over the rainbow, one or two...... Getting closer and closer, it turned out to be a group of blue butterflies with long tails, and they were flying up and down around the golden branch and Ma Weiguo, which was not spectacular.

At the end of the rainbow, a group of people walked out of the thousand rays, led by a young and beautiful woman with a pair of violet eyes, riding majestically on a huge white elephant, and beside her was a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes, who carried a golden arrow and rode a swarthy unicorn, and behind them were dozens of knights in golden helmets and armor.

"Mother, brother prince, it's you, is it really you?" Jin Zhi exclaimed.

"Golden Branch, my dear daughter, don't be disappointed and confused, it is very painful to be reborn from the fire, but you have finally overcome yourself, and Grandma has seen that you have truly grown up, and one day you will become the greatest priest in the history of the Blue Realm! Let's go home, kid! ”

"Mother......" Jin Zhi nodded, letting those crystal tears blur her beautiful eyes, and now there is no sadness in the tears, only joy.

Jin Zhi turned around and walked slowly towards the old horse, who rubbed his confused eyes.

"Weiguo, I'm going home! Thank you for your care and companionship along the way! Jin Zhi said as he removed the thin piece of blue plaque from his neck.

"This orchid is the heirloom of your Ma family, and it will be left to Ruyi in the future!" Jin Zhi said as he hung the blue card around Ma Weiguo's neck.

"Weiguo, I'm really sorry......" Jin Zhi said with crystal tears in his clear eyes: "Our fate in this life can only come here, thank you for accompanying us all the way!" ”

After saying that, Jin Zhi kissed the stunned old horse lightly on the cheek, and then turned away resolutely.

The golden branch on the edge of the cliff flew vertically, and the ruby on her head shone with ten thousand rays of light, and in the light, the golden branch and the Dapeng golden-winged bird swirled, and this rotating picture was like a Taiji diagram, and then they merged into one.

At this time, the golden branch wore a golden crown inlaid with precious stones, a feather robe woven of gold threads, and its two white arms had been feathered into a pair of huge golden wings.

The golden branch flew lightly in the air, and she circled twice around the head of the old horse: "Defend the country, we will eventually forget each other in the rivers and lakes......"

After speaking, the golden branch flew lightly towards the group of people in the light and shadow at the end of the rainbow...... Only a few white snow lotus flowers and a red cloak fell from the air, and this cloak kept falling in front of the old horse.

The old horse hugged the red cloak on the ground like a dream and sobbed softly: "Fly away, fly away...... Really flew away......"

Now Lao Ma finally believes that what the crazy old man said in the alleys of Shanghai is true, Xiaoya really flew away, but he can't be happy, because he will never be able to wait for Xiaoya in this life. These days are a dream, empty rejoicing, and now it's really time to wake up......

"Spring flowers come from green,

Autumn solstice leaves drift away,

If you don't want to be at ease,

Silence moves and the static body is naturally ......"

An old man sat on the ground beside the old horse and sang to himself, only to see that the old man was in rags, his head was covered with sores, his eyes were closed, and a long gray hair was fluttering on his chest.

"Aren't you the Void Cloud Master? I'll just go with you! The old horse raised his head and looked at the old man beside him.

"Haha, your heart is finally open!" The old man laughed, opened his closed eyes, and his gaze was like electricity.

"Sitting and Zen,

Walking is also Zen,

One flower, one world,

One tree, one Bodhi ......"

The old man stood up and walked forward while singing, and one person followed, that is, the old horse who had once dominated the Shanghai Beach!

The figures of the two people disappeared at the end of the mountain road, the early spring snowflakes began to fall, and from a distance, the pavilions and pavilions of the Jinding Temple were already covered with a layer of white snow, and the drum sounded in the distance, and all the sorrows and worries gradually dissipated in this drum sound......

Many days later, Gongzi Xiaobai received a handwritten letter from his father at the headquarters of the Ma Group in Shanghai, which he had not received for many years. It just so happened that he was in a hurry to get on fire these days, only to hear that his father accompanied the fairy-like woman to travel, and at first he could get through his "cranberry" mobile phone, but then he could no longer be contacted, he was about to go to the police, and he didn't expect the letter to come.

"Xiaobai, my dear son, you've worked hard these days, Dad is on the way to find happiness, you don't have to worry! Soon you will meet a new dad! ”

Xiaobai smiled and shook his head, he didn't expect that this father was so nourished by love that he spoke poetically! It's just that Xuanxuan has a headache for herself, and she can't tell her that her father is traveling with other women......

An exhibition of works by modern Asian sculptors is being held at the Centre Pompidou in Paris, France. One of the sculptures inside aroused the interest of visitors and the media, and it turned out that the author of this sculpture was the world-famous plastic surgeon Jin Yishun.

"Mr. Jin, I heard that you have changed careers, is it true? Or is sculpture just a hobby for you? A female reporter approached Jin Yishun with a microphone.

"The son inherits the father's business, and it is my life's pursuit to inherit the father's career!"

"Where did you get your inspiration for this "Goddess", known as the Venus of the East?"

"Those ...... from me Courageous patients! ”

"Are you willing to give up your well-paid career as a plastic surgeon and become a poor artist?"

Jin Yishun thought for a moment and swept away his previous restraints:

"If France didn't have so many artists who were willing to be poor, there would be no Left Bank in France today!"

There was a round of applause.

A group of secondary school students are taking a tour of the Centre Pompidou with a teacher and docent.

"This is the Asian Sculpture Exhibition on display!" The narrator explained.

"These are the works of Asia's greatest sculptors since World War II!"

"Sister Golden Branch!" A handsome boy with an Asian face in the middle exclaimed softly.

It turned out that a tall sculpture surrounded by visitors and reporters was a vivid golden branch, and the pure and flawless eyes made the whole statue abandon all kinds of modernist weird lifelessness, and make the whole museum rarely come alive.

A white light flashed in the museum at a speed that the human eye could not perceive, and a white tiger had transformed into a middle-aged man in a white cloak, the middle-aged man had a shaved head, and the ten ring scars on his head were shining silver under the museum lamp. Because the speed is too fast, and people's attention has been attracted by "The Goddess", no one is aware of his appearance. The man looked at the beautiful statue from afar and smiled with emotion.

……

Many years have passed, no matter where people go, as long as there is a place where Gesang flowers bloom, as long as they are willing to stop and count them, they will find that the eight-petal Gesang flowers are under their feet......

——The end of the prequel to "The Dragon's Per Dripping Blood"——

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The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the waves are surging under the stone town,

The red dust is full of children's love, and the magpie bridge looks at each other with tears.

As soon as Long Po came out of the chaos in the world, all parties were heroes and demons,

You sing and I appear, and the night comes to the dream.

Driving a long car through the mountains and rivers, who is the master of the ups and downs in the nine skies?

Dear readers and friends, thank you for your enthusiastic companionship in the past six months, this book is a prequel to "The Dragon Po Dripping Blood", and the serialization has ended so far. There will be many wonderful stories around Long Po, some actors are off in the prequel, and some are far from debuting, this play is a symphony of ups and downs of fate, the curtain is just a short rest, and when the curtain opens, who do you hope will appear gorgeously?