Popular science: Glider, also known as suspended delta wing, is operated by the moving overall wing surface, and is composed of four parts: tower, keel, tripod and sling, each part of which is connected by steel cables. It is simple to build, safe and easy to learn, as long as there is a suitable hillside and 5-6 steps against the wind, you can soar into the sky. One of the main works of the current Tang Sect Elder Transmission Minister.

The Tang Sect is a very powerful and powerful sect in the hearts of my junior sister and me.

A few years ago, he was almost slaughtered by his senior brother.

During that time, it was degenerate, and the disciples in the sect were all strong in martial arts but did not practice chivalry, but instead did all kinds of evil things with light skills and poisonous skills, and even took pleasure in killing people.

So, what the senior brother did should be for justice, right?

Then why is Master still so angry?

"Nonsense! I'll say it again at the end, stinky boy! We ourselves are the Tang Sect! That idiot killed his own people! "Whenever I asked Master that, he would always hit me on the head with his cane and chase me all over the mountain.

Oh, by the way, it was a one-legged jump, because the other one was inserted by the senior brother.

"What does it mean to be inserted, it is 'hurt'. And it's a sneak attack! Yes, exactly. Who can hurt you, master, and me on the front? ”

A man who can't accept reality...... Is...... Is...... It's an abomination.

Well, anyway, since then, there are only three people left in the entire sect: me, my sister, and my master. No, to be exact, there will be no one here right now.

Today, Master drove me down the mountain forever. Anyway, my sister was also blasted out by me two days ago - this is probably a big fish eating small fish?

The Tang Gate is too poor now. The three of them can't afford to raise it.

When the elder brother was there, people would come to him to build hidden weapons, and he would occasionally go to the market to sell some standard weapons to subsidize his family. Although I have always wondered how he fed almost half of the people in Shanmen in this way, the idea that "if you have a senior brother, you will have a good life" has been deeply engraved in my mind. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the senior brother almost wiped out the Tang Sect, I, who was completely submerged in the vast sea of people up and down the true legend of the Tang Sect - eh, in fact, I am a small person among dozens of people, and I would not be valued by the master who really has no choice, carefully cultivated, promoted to descendants, and taught one-on-one precision, until I have today's cultivation. From this point of view, Senior Brother is really a good person.

"A mature man has to take on the heavy responsibilities entrusted to you by life and your loved ones." Master once told me this. But I always felt that he wanted me to grow up quickly because he wanted me to get rid of "man's responsibilities" as soon as possible.

But now I can't think of going out and working hard.

Master is right when he says that no one is obligated for you to rely on. In the end, you have to rely on yourself.

I originally wanted to wave my hand to say goodbye to the mountain gate, just like those heroes in the folk books, and travel far away with the wind, without taking a cloud with me. Unfortunately, the place where there was a gate is now only a broken wooden frame. It is said that most of the things in the sect were destroyed by the senior brother, as if they never existed. Later, the Tang Gate ran out of money, so it was not repaired. Looking back, although I have always believed that Tangmen has a glorious past, it really feels like a lifetime, obviously my senior brother has only been away for two or three years, but my memory has gradually blurred, and sometimes even I can't help but wonder if those great buildings really existed?

Master said, "Memory is the root of all suffering," so it's a good thing that I can forget the past. But when I forget my hometown, I forget my relatives, I forget who I am, then am I still me? I did study and live here, but in good conscience, I really can't remember it. The world's top secret weapon manufacturing technology and ninth-level poison identification in my head, as well as the eighth-level Tang Sect light skills that can be easily used, the ninefold internal force that is surging in the meridians, the uniform of the disciple on my body, and the gadgets passed down from the master in the small cloth bag behind my back, all prove that I am from the Tang Sect, but ...... If one day, my dantian is broken, my legs are broken, my clothes are lost, and my hidden weapons are used up, how can I prove that I am a disciple of the Tang Sect?

And what about the Tang Gate? The disciples scattered into the rivers and lakes, and the inheritance was cut off, leaving an empty courtyard. After a few years, the artillery fire will spread here, and then there will really be nothing. And who knows of such a place in the future? And who remembers this era?

Hey, it's always easy to get sad when parting.

Let's take a look at it one last minute, after all, sometimes...... It's too hard to turn back. Beyond the shadow wall where only the remains remained, there were two kinds of flowers in the gravel-paved courtyard: one white and the other yellow, the color was probably so plain that it made people's scalp tingle. I love it. The pillars and beams are covered with white satin, and only the lobby facing the door has a red word "囍". The single color and the ruins of the wall are kind of incomplete...... Beauty.

…… Well??? There is a "Xi"? Who's married here? So can't you think about it? It won't be me anyway. Probably......

God, are you kidding me? What the hell is going on??

There are only three people on this mountain! Who else could I be?? It is absolutely impossible for the little junior sister, if it were her, I would definitely not forget, and I would put some "Tangmen specialties" in the groom's wine. As for Master, ha, how could anyone take a fancy to this bad old man. Could it be that the master is really married to the aunt who always sneaks up the mountain???

That's me, right? It must be me, right? I'm married? …… I don't even know if I'm in the cave room?? I don't know who my wife is? Have you drunk a piece with Master? Impossible??

The air was filled with the fresh smell of mustard worms No. 233 and mushroom seeds No. 135 mixed in the newly turned soil, with a slight fragrance and a somewhat fishy smell. A few new flies fell on the small dirt bag next to it. The sound of wood slowly decaying was clear in the silence of the mountains. Calm, calm, everything is so calm, so beautiful......

That's weird!! I, Tang Aotian, want to see who is making this child's play today, and making fun of my 20-year single career is already considered abuse, you know?

Well...... Yellow flowers, white flowers, white silk, dust, deep mountains, old forests, ancient courtyards...... I...... I coaxed.

People in the world are afraid of the dark, ghosts, and hidden weapons, and in the final analysis, they are all afraid of the unknown. I don't want to delve into the past, I don't want to know what happened in the yard, and I'm afraid of the lost memory.

Yes, that's right, that's it, it's not because I'm timid, it's not because I've read too many horror books, it's the pot of amnesia, it's the weakness of human nature!

Shaking off my somewhat chaotic brain, I turned around and jumped off the cliff, finding the right time, and the glider on my back instantly unfolded.

Freely! I'm coming!

Rivers and lakes! I'm coming!

As for those things just now—hehe. To hell with me!

With a "boom", I was propelled forward, far away by the wave of air generated by the explosion.

The birds in the sky accompanied me, and the soft clouds were beside me.

Lively and happy like a fairy ~ na ~ like a fairy ~

Bridge bean sacks!! Explosion, explosion??? What blew up?

Take a look through the rearview mirror on the left-hand side - my Datang Gate just blew up? It's a good thing I didn't go in.

I don't know who did such a tasteless prank, if I catch him, I will beat him up. Not enough to kill him.

After all, I have brought all the things that should be taken, after all, there is no one in it, after all, I am fine, after all, I am so kind and handsome......

After all, the meaning of architecture is given by people, and empty pavilions, no matter how ingenious they are, are just building blocks of stone and wood in an orderly manner without those people; Not to mention the ruins.

Well...... And then...... And then...... Because I was distracted during the gliding process, I crashed halfway up the mountain, just like my brother did at the beginning.