The Luoyang chess game is over, and everything will be calm. But the storm has risen again in the rivers and lakes, and the battle for temples has never stopped, and this endgame is just the beginning of the next one......

In the past, all kinds of people are doing their best for their so-called fate, but who is not the poor person who is bound by fate?

People live for a lifetime, grass lives for an autumn, not born in the wilderness, and ends in peace. Many are born in the wilderness and finally wilderness, and too many are born in peace and die in peace. This troubled world has been unfair from beginning to end. And people in troubled times no longer resist the injustice of fate all the time.

Tang Gaozu Li Yuan rose up and established the Tang Dynasty by dominating the world, and this prosperous era that lasted for 300 years was doomed. The prosperity and decline are not empty words, but flow in the long river of history, connected with the blood, and never broken.

Therefore, Tang Gaozu laid down this country, but he also hoped that it would last forever. But after all, people's life span is too short, even if there is a monstrous talent, it will only last for three lifetimes. However, the Li Dynasty was able to continue to grow and become the superior kingdom of the Celestial Empire at that time, which was by no means a fluke, but had unknown hardships.

Even, the design collapsed later, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the crumbling temple still did not collapse, all thanks to the solid foundation laid by the ancestors, which allowed the late Tang Dynasty to live for many years. In the meantime, it is not that there are no capable people, but who is willing to carry all this on their shoulders in this troubled world.

At the moment when everyone is in danger, the chaos is precarious, the starvation is everywhere and the bloody contrast between the wine and meat of Zhumen, these are all written into the poems handed down word by word. These immortals forged with blood and tears are all indictments of the unwillingness of troubled times.

No one wants to live in troubled times, but they still have to choose to survive.

Later, the beacon fire continued to burn, burning up all cause and effect, so that the heroes rose together. The displaced people saw a ray of light, but what awaited them was slaughter after slaughter. This is an indescribable pain and a past, and it is also a future that I don't want to experience again......

originally thought that the Later Tang Dynasty would establish a state and share the Nine Abyss with the other six countries, but these so-called meritorious people were still not satisfied, and continued to slaughter everything, wanting to use war and blood to create new glories.

But knowing that this is an unforgivable mistake, I still don't know how to wake up, and I can't extricate myself from it. Let the people who want to live and work in peace and contentment fall into a new round of flight again. Perhaps, one day, they will die on the road, at the hands of those he once had high hopes for......

What an ironic truth, pale and powerless, yet so true......

Gu Xing kept repeating these pasts and the untouchable future in his unconscious. The history he knew made it difficult for him to face it all. If you experience it again, it will be more empathetic, but it will be more heartbreaking.

He is just an ordinary person with a soul piercing, but he has been involved in the temple since he was born, stumbling along the way, and finally falling into the calculation of killing his father and enemy.

This is undoubtedly a huge irony, it turns out that everything Gu Xing did was not enough to be a joke in the eyes of others, and it was a chess game arranged by others. Even the most familiar person would stab him from behind.

After being pierced by Lingling's knife from the shore of the Inner Palace, Gu Xing fell into a coma. In the meantime, his soul wandered through the nine abysses, once again walking through the land that his ancestors had walked, and once again feeling the unspeakable pain that was still going on.

Inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart, and he didn't know that Hades and others were doing their best to save him. He didn't know that he was the hope of holding on for so many years, he was just wandering aimlessly, not knowing where to go......

Gu Xing came to his previous life in a trance, and his previous life was no longer what he was when he left, it had become devastated, but there were still many familiar scenes, playing back and forth like a slideshow in front of him......

Gu Xing's mind shuttled back and forth between his past life and this life, as if he was constantly trying to achieve some kind of balance, but it was still in vain.

I remember hearing this sentence in my previous life, "When you die in this life, your soul will awaken in another parallel time and space in another way." Gu Xing felt that this sentence was very ridiculous, had no logical basis at all, and did not conform to the common sense of contemporary medicine.

But it wasn't until I experienced it myself that I realized that there may be roots in all this. It's just that at this time, he doesn't know where he is going to fly, and the nine abysses under his feet are vast, but there is no place for him.

Just when he was at a loss, a voice suddenly sounded in the sky, "Your mission is not over, you need to continue to live." Before Gu Xing could react, the voice stopped abruptly, but the next moment time and space switched, but he returned to the body of this life, his eyes were closed, but his heart and eyes could still sense foreign objects, but he still couldn't sit up, he could only let others hold him like this, and run forward desperately.

The old yellow head finally caught up, and it seemed that it was a little later than the hour that the Immortal Venerable had expected, but no one asked. At this time, everyone had broken through the siege of Luoyang City Defense and rushed towards Shili Pavilion.

It is also strange to say that the people of Lone Whistling Heights escaped from the Xiaque Road under the cover of the old yellow head, and although there were garrisons blocking them along the way, they did not surpass the crowd. As if these people had been discussed in advance, they came to block one after another.

The people of Lone Whistling Heights were still a little wary at first, but as the sixth wave of garrisons came to send them to death, they no longer had any distractions, so they cleared the "obstacles" and ran out of the city. When everyone walked out of the city two miles away, the broken old yellow head rushed up, and he didn't see any damage on his body, but he was not as energetic as before, but seemed much calmer.

Before everyone could speak, the old yellow head stopped everyone, and muttered to himself according to Gu Xing's wrist, "It seems that Gu Xiaozi has a great life, and he won't be able to die for a while, and it won't be in vain for my old man's hard work." ”

After listening to the old yellow man's words, everyone in Lone Roaring Heights Villa breathed a sigh of relief. But Luo Xiu still seemed a little uneasy, and hurriedly asked, "Then how long will it take to go to the Crow Valley?" ”

The old yellow head rolled his eyes and skimmed Gu Xing, who was still in a coma, meaningfully. Luo Xiu turned a deaf ear and stared at the old yellow head without saying a word. This made the old yellow head angry enough, and he hurriedly jumped to his feet and pointed at Luo Xiu and scolded: "You kid is so anxious, then don't follow the old man, stay where it is cool, it is really an eyesore." ”

Luo Xiu's original intention was to ask about the time required for this journey, so as to arrange the next itinerary plan, but this stare was also mixed with some meaning of competing with the old yellow head, but the old yellow head turned the cart before the horse and took the opportunity to blame him.

Luo Xiu still wanted to speak, but was dragged by the Hades on the side, so he could only give up stupidly. And the Immortal Venerable took the opportunity to give Mo Ye a look, and Mo Ye immediately hugged his fists and said: "Just now, thanks to the help of my seniors, I had to get out, but this is a long way to go, and we are not familiar with the road, and I hope that my predecessors will make it clear." ”

The old yellow head was glared at by Luo Xiu like this, and he was a little angry. But as soon as Mo Ye said this, he slowly restrained his anger, turned into an old and serious appearance, coughed lightly, and said confidently: "You don't have to worry, the old man has his own measure." As for the map, the two girls have already prepared it, and after they meet, they will discuss it with you, so okay? ”

"Very good!" Before Mo Ye could speak, Luo Xiu, who was dragged by the Immortal Venerable, replied, almost making the old yellow head angry. You must know that Lao Huangtou has stumbled all his life, but he regards this amusing person as a joy in life, but he always touches nails here in Luo Xiu, so why don't he get angry.

Seeing that the two were about to face each other again, Hades Venerable kicked Luo Xiu and asked him to explore the way first, while he walked behind everyone and continued to break off. Mo Ye chatted with the old yellow head about this, only to know that the old man of the jackdaw in the Valley of the Crow was also a "knife man on credit".

The old yellow head seemed to be interested when he talked about this credit knife man, so he began to gush endlessly, "Mo boy, the old man looks at you pleasing to the eye, so he will say a few more words." This 'credit knife man' has been circulated among the military since the pre-Qin period, and it is not a life and death brother who cannot be invited, but a spontaneously formed organization. ”

Mo Ye was anxious at this time, although he was a little relieved after listening to the words of the old yellow head just now, he still couldn't completely dispel his worries. In addition, there was still no movement in Luoyang City until this time, which made him have a bad premonition in his heart. But at this time, the old yellow head talked to him endlessly, knowing everything, and saying endless meanings, Mo Ye really couldn't refute the old yellow head's face, so he could only listen patiently.

Although Bai Ya on the side was silent at this time, he felt a sense of rebirth after the catastrophe in his heart, but listened to the words between the two with a faint smile. The old yellow head turned his head coldly to look at it, Bai Li was stunned at first, but then nodded and agreed: "The little woman also said before, this 'credit knife man' is extremely mysterious, and it is not unusual for ordinary people to know it. ”

These words were extremely elaborate and meticulous, and in just a few words, the old yellow man's joy blossomed, and he cast an approving look at Bai Li, and then glanced back at Mo Ye, only to feel that the two of them were really talented and beautiful, a pair made in heaven.

Seeing that the two of them were so interested, Lao Huangtou did not continue to adjust the appetite of the two, and then said: "Because the 'credit knife man' is passed on by word of mouth, the organization is huge, but it has not formed a clear class division. When one person is in trouble, 10,000 people come to help. ”

From here, the old yellow head looked at the two of them proudly and smiled: "Now do you know why the old man has the confidence to let the old man jackdaw help?" ”

Bai Li looked at Mo Ye, Mo Ye smiled gently, and the two of them nodded, looking suddenly realized.

The old yellow head looked at the two of them more and more pleasing to the eye, and continued: "The old man is deeply honored to be a member of the 'credit knife man'. But at the beginning of the Li Tang Dynasty, the 'credit knife people' were dissatisfied with the people in power because of the number of people, and they were all killed. This unexpected purge made the 'credit knife man' turn from a name to a dark one, and he no longer easily exposed his identity and whereabouts. ”

"Did the 'credit knife man' ever go out of the army and absorb others?" Bai Li asked thoughtfully.

"No, this is also an unwritten rule among 'credit knife people'. Once you become a 'knife man on credit', you can't say it to ordinary people, firstly, it is to cover up your identity, and secondly, not everyone can understand the 'knife man on credit', so we have such an unwritten rule. ”

"In this way, the 'Knife Man' is hiding in the army, so what is the purpose of your existence?" Mo Ye also learned from Bai Ya and asked.

The old yellow head smiled when he heard this, and did not answer in a hurry, but gestured a round ball with his hand, as if he wanted the two of them to guess......

Author's words 23: Written in front of the second volume of "Hanging Pot Volume". I originally wanted to write it well and draw a perfect end to the first volume of "Former Dust Volume". From the beginning of the idea to the time of writing, 215 days of perseverance have finally completed the first volume. Many people say that the writing is too long-winded and the pace is too slow, but I have my own ideas. Every 300,000 words wanted to end, but I couldn't help but continue to write. The past is over, the story of the fathers ends here, and the story of Gu Xing has just begun......