"What the hell is Lao Xing? You can take the monthly exam before the Mid-Autumn Festival! Xiaofuzi said indignantly. She was picking up a nail file under her desk and fixing her nails.

"I'll brush all ten fingers with white nail polish in a while, and roll twelve white eyes for Lao Xing!" Xiao Fuzi said fiercely.

Feng Luotang raised his head lying on the table, and asked in his eyes, "Twelve?" ”

"Isn't this the two white eyes of the master?" Saying that, Xiaofuzi rolled his eyes and saw Feng Luotang have a silly laugh.

Shao Yi walked past her desk, saw her hair spread out on the desk, and just reached out to touch her head, suddenly felt that this was too abrupt, especially in a class in full view.

He slipped his hand and landed on the scratch paper on the table next to her. Feng Luotang, who had just been abused by the math monthly exam, ignored him weakly.

Shao Yi glanced at the drafting paper and said, "I got a lot of questions right!" If your brother Yu and Brother Hei knew, they would definitely praise you. ”

Feng Luotang pulled the hair on the back of his head to the front, covered his face with his hair, and said in the shape of a sadako: "This young master, you kneel down." The mourning family wants to be alone for a while. ”

As he was talking, suddenly the mobile phone in Feng Luotang's table bucket vibrate. Almost at the same time, the mobile phone in Shao Yi's pocket also vibrate.

The two picked up their mobile phones and opened them, and there was an identical text message: Come to Xishan Baoquan Temple after class. The word "into" is signed.

Feng Luotang was happy, glanced at Shao Yi, and said with a smile: "The old monk has learned to send text messages!" ”

At dusk at five or six o'clock, it is the rush hour for commuting. Lin Yu's car picked up a few people and drove towards Baoquan Temple, but the road was blocked for a long time.

When a few people climbed hundreds of steps and arrived at the temple gate, it was already full of lights and the sky was dark.

The four brothers of Master Chengyi were all waiting for them in the meditation room where they were hosting. There were a few pieces of vegetarian cake on the table, and there were several cups of hot tea.

Master Chengyi said to them, "Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let me take you with me to meet my master. ”

The four of them didn't dare to say much, and according to Master Chengyi's instructions, they sat down.

They only felt that their eyes were clouded, but in a moment, they were already in the mountains and deep valleys. In the dark night, I saw the moonlight in the sky, and the full moon rising in the east was still blocked by the green mountains.

When a few people heard the sound of the stream flowing and the roar of the waterfall falling into the deep pool in the distance, they only felt the breeze on their cheeks, and their hearts were relaxed.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the scenery in the mountains is faintly recognizable. The four of them stood up, trying to find one more master and three more masters.

But they saw that in the night, there seemed to be a glimmer of light circulating, and the four people not far in front turned out to be the true nature of the masters.

Yun Zhongjun's true appearance is also the same as he has seen in the cloud cave of Hanhaizhou, Boguan is broadband, and his face is handsome. His gorgeous clothes, automatic and elegant in the night.

Cheng Huizi next to him turned out to be a brocade in a gorgeous costume, young and handsome, but his face was slightly fatter, but his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked like an immortal.

The Geten martial artist is covered in golden armor, like the sky is about to come to earth, mighty and majestic. His golden helmet had golden tassels, and the golden threads flashed in the dark night, making his golden armor shine.

And Master Lu Ming's true color turned out to be the posture of a celestial man, with a wide robe and fluttering sleeves. He wears a purple and gold crown, colorful hairpins, handsome and extraordinary.

The four Feng Luotang who followed behind were amazed. They had never seen the four masters appear at the same time.

A few people who didn't dare to come out followed behind, silently climbing the mountain, secretly marveling at the fairy appearance of their master.

Yun Zhongjun, who walked in the front, led everyone up the ladder in the mountain, straight into a cave deep in the valley.

In the cavern, a faint warm yellow glow emanated. In the light and shadow, there is a blurred figure sitting against the light.

The four brothers in the clouds knelt down to the figure and bowed. Feng Luotang and the others also hurriedly knelt down beside them.

I only heard the man say in an extremely old voice: "Is it the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival again?" ”

Yun Zhongjun's clear and beautiful voice sounded in the air: "Teacher, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival again." ”

"Aren't you guys planning to return to the fairy world?" The old voice asked.

Cheng Huizi muttered: "Teacher, why do you ask every year." ”

"Alright, alright. So be it. The old man, who was called the teacher, said casually.

"Did the kids bring it all? That apprentice also brought it, right? ”

Yun Zhongjun replied, "It's all here." Five children came four. Nannan's apprentice also arrived. ”

"Let me see." There was a hint of urgency in the teacher's voice.

Master Lu Ming stretched his sleeves, pulled Lin Yu up, and gently pushed him to the front. Feng Luotang and the others also got up and walked closer.

The light in front of the old man was dim, and Lin Yu still couldn't see his face clearly when he looked up. I only heard a kind voice say: "Nan Nan always said to find me a good apprentice, is this the child?" ”

Yun Zhongjun replied, "All of them are extremely good. ”

The old man burst out laughing, his old laughter echoing through the cave, still alive and infectious. All of them couldn't help but smile on their faces.

"It's all good, it's all good!" The old man couldn't stop laughing, and called again: "Bai Ze." ”

At this time, from the shadows in the depths of the cave, a snow-white divine beast came out. It had the face of a lion, a single horn on its head, slightly shiny, its fur was as white as snow, and its four hooves were light and vigorous like deer.

"Take him to the Resurrection Table." The old man stretched out his hand and raised it.

Bai Ze walked up to Lin Yu and groaned, as if asking Lin Yu to follow.

Lin Yu glanced back at Master Lu Ming again. Master Lu Ming nodded, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." We still have to talk to the teacher for the night. ”

Yun Zhongjun walked over, put his hand on Lin Yu's head, and said slowly, "Bai Ze will take you to the Resurrection Stage." I hope that tonight's moonlight will allow you to see everything you want to see. ”

Lin Yu felt a sense of apprehension in his heart, as if there was an indescribable hope, which made his heart beat fast.

He nodded effortfully. Feng Luotang and the three of them also nodded.

As he was leaving, he heard the old voice say, "Don't forget that before midnight, you will go to the Northern Netherlands." It's cold there! ”

The four of them agreed, and followed Bai Ze out of the cave together.

The night in the mountains is cool, and the dew has already begun to rise. They silently followed behind Bai Ze, turned a few mountain beams, and finally saw a faint purple light in a quiet canyon.

The light floated in the night mist that had risen in the mountains, and it was not very bright. It is surrounded by a wide stone platform made of jade.

There is a small wooden box on the stone platform. The purple light emanated from the wooden box.

Lin Yu approached the wooden box without a word. When he entered the shroud of purple light, a warm current suddenly rushed into his heart.

He closed his eyes, and then he saw the fat figure, cooking for him, chatting with him, joking with him, patting the top of his head......

"Master!" Tears fell in Lin Yu's eyes. But he didn't want to open his eyes, he didn't want to lose the illusion in his brain.

He slowly knelt down, his hands on the ground, his eyes still closed. Tears poured out of his eyes, reflecting the coldness of the moonlight on his smooth and fair face.

Feng Luotang and the others looked at the resurrection platform speechlessly. They had heard Master Cheng Yi talk about the resurrection of Yun Zhongjun before. They knew that this magical resurrection platform was reuniting Lin Yu's Taoist master little by little.

Several people also knelt down with Lin Yu, closed their eyes, and felt the warmth of the purple light.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that the four of them opened their eyes. They saw the moon hanging high in the sky.

The moon, bigger and brighter than ever, poured a clear light into the valley of life and slumber.

At this time, a voice sounded beside Shao Yi, it was Teacher Skull Wang.

He timidly said, "Seeing such a beautiful moon, I want to sing you a song I wrote myself." It was written to Xuanyu before. Why don't you listen to me? ”

Everyone didn't say anything. Teacher Wang cleared his throat and opened his mouth a little embarrassed. His voice was pure. Little by little, the singing seeped into the moonlit night.

Have your full moon

Unforgettable

According to my melancholy, I must not linger

Youthful

Sweet love.

A full moon without you

Spread frost on the ground

Cover up the hiding that left me

Wine into the bowels

Cold clothes.

If only the full moon

The flowers that are not tempted bloom once

No vows flutter in the wind

Can I not know the pain

Fearless in sorrow.

In a deep mansion compound in the Qin State, Li Si, who had a calm face, was neatly dressed and sat in front of the couch.

Opposite him was his former classmate and friend Han Fei.

When they were studying together in the Lanling Tomb of Chu State, they also put two glasses of thin wine, gossiped a little bit, and spent the full moon night together.

And tonight, there seems to be more silence between the two men than ever.

"I, all the time, want, know, you, for, what, want to come, Qin State? The teacher also thinks and knows. Han Fei said slowly.

"If I say, for the sake of the world, you will all laugh, right? But that's what I thought in my heart. But what I want you to tell the teacher is a different story. Lees took a sip from his glass.

"I just want to tell the teacher that what I learned from him can be realized in the Qin State."

"You, just, so, believe, King Qin, Yingzheng?" Han Fei frowned and asked.

"I believe in his ambitions. Because I have the same ambitions as him. I want to dominate the world! ”

"Let, Qin State?" Han Fei's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Whoever can make me realize this ambition, I will help. Senior brother, can't you let go of South Korea? Now you are also in the Qin State. Don't you see that everything we have learned and thought all our lives can be realized here? ”

"I, and you, are different." Han Fei said with difficulty: "I, yes, my family and country, my father and brother." Well. You, can, do, fly, soar to the sky, of, white crane, I, can, do, carry, mountain, of, old turtle. ”

The enthusiasm in Li Si's eyes slowly dimmed. He raised his glass: "Senior brother, above the court, I will not give in." But tonight, let's just talk about the wine and the moon as we did in Lanling, and don't mention anything else. ”

A shallow smile appeared on Han Fei's gloomy face. He raised his glass, drank it all, and said, "One, drunk, Fang, Hugh!" ”

After Li Mu withdrew from the simple family banquet on the full moon night in August, he returned to the plainly furnished study.

He picked up Wang Qian's letter on the table again, read it again, folded it carefully, and put it into a large bookcase.

This is not the first letter. Such an inexplicable greeting seems to be a bit ill-intentioned.

Li Mu never replied to the letter. But he didn't want to destroy the letters. Because then it seems as if he has a weak heart. So he kept every letter carefully.

He clearly felt that behind these thin letterheads, there were the military chariots, infantry formations, and iron hooves of the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Qin State that were getting closer and closer.

Looking at Li Luotang, Li Hong and Li Ji who were still chatting in the courtyard, Li Mu slightly loosened his fists that had clenched unconsciously just now, and smiled comfortingly.

After all, the children are older. It's time to do it all on your own. He let out a long sigh, put down the burden in his heart, pushed open the door and walked towards the pro-military camp.

It's a lively place. There are bonfires, there are spirits, and there is a special program on such a full moon night.

He also wanted to sit by the campfire. As soon as he sat down beside the hot fire, he would think of the vast desert grassland, and that on such a full moon night, there were bonfires and laughter under the snowy mountains deep in the grassland.

And the blue wolf king, will he also come to the bonfire there tonight?

Not long after Li Mu led the horse, he entered the pro-soldier camp. Sure enough, in the light of the bonfire, he saw countless happy faces.

One of the boys seemed familiar. That's right, that little man Li Fangzhi.

He was looking at Li Mu, raised the wine in his hand and said, "General, come and drink a bowl with us." ”

Li Mu let go of the horse's reins and strode towards the bonfire, which reflected the moon dimly.

In the depths of the grassland, at the foot of a snow-capped mountain that does not melt all year round, the bright moon hanging high appears even colder.

The wind of the prairie blew low in the night through the autumn grass that was beginning to turn yellow. It's already going to be frosty on a cold night like this.

Around the yurts, there is the sound of cattle and sheep, and sometimes the hooves of horses trampling across the grassland.

From one of the largest yurts, laughter was heard. The people inside were drinking for fun. You can't find a bigger or more luxurious yurt in the steppe. Because this place belongs to the king of the Xiongnu, Touman Danyu.

Suddenly, a team of horses hurried to the sound of hooves, and galloped to the outside of Da Danyu's yurt.

A dozen or so Huns, with a few Han Chinese in between, turned over and dismounted, lifted the tent curtain and entered the yurt with a huge brazier.

The flames in the brazier were blazing and burning. The light of the fire reflected the people in the yurts, their faces glowing red.

Tou Manshan is young and strong, and he is only thirty years old. He held a chubby toddler in his arms, laughed and drank a large glass of wine, and stuffed his fingers in the child's mouth.

This little toddler named Mao Dun is the eldest son of Shan Yu's relatives, and he may have to inherit this position in the future.

In the shadows not far from Toumandan's side, where the shadows of the firelight could not shine, sat a Han man.

The Han people were silent and kept drinking. A huge wool felt blanket wrapped around his waist.

Seeing the person hurrying into the account, his face changed. Then, he slowly stood up, bent down and whispered in Toumandanyu's ear: "The night of the full moon is indeed happy to fall from the sky. Look what kind of guest I've got for you! ”

Among the visitors, a white-faced Confucian man was forty or fifty years old, dressed in a brocade robe, tied with a jade belt around his waist, and wearing a fox collar, full of luxury.

He respectfully saluted Tou Mandanyu, then looked up at the Han man with a smile and said, "Lord Fan Ge, don't come to harm!" ”

Fan Yuzhi took a few steps forward to a place where the firelight could reach. His plain face, under the reflection of the burning flames, also showed a bit of warmth, like a drunken person, with a happy face.

"Master Ju, it's really hard to travel a long way." Fan Yuzhi saluted to the passers.

Tou Manshan Yu squinted at these long-winded Han people, thinking about what Fan Yuqi had told him about the urgency of this. He didn't understand, so he didn't want to be rude to the guests.

He stood up, banged his hand on his left chest, performed a Hun etiquette, and said loudly: "You are a guest from afar, and you are drunk with wine." After speaking, he ordered the people to put the banquet on the table again and entertain the visitors.

Ju Wu and his entourage set off from Yan Kingdom fifteen days ago. He is the prince of Yan Kingdom, a rare Confucian in the north today.

Since he received a letter from Fan Yuzhi asking him to discuss an alliance with the Xiongnu here, he came non-stop.

In Ju Wu's view, Qiang Qin is the primary enemy.

He has suggested to Yan Wangxi many times that he should make peace with the Xiongnu Shan Yu, and at the same time form an alliance with the Three Jins, encircle Qi and Chu, and resist the strong Qin together, so that he will have a few chances of winning.

As early as a few months ago, Fan Yuzhi secretly visited Ju Wu in Yan State, and put forward a proposal to unite with the Xiongnu and the six countries of Saibei to jointly resist Qin.

The two hit it off, and agreed that Fan Yuzhi would be responsible for liaising with him, and Ju Wu would be responsible for implementing the plan in Yan Kingdom.

Fan Yuzhi's Yangdu Pavilion has been in business for many years, not only making arrangements in the Central Plains, but also gradually installing people outside the Saiwai. Now Yangdu Pavilion is still well-informed and has a dense network of relationships.

Especially Fan Yuzhi and Tou Manshan Yu's personal relationship is very strong.

Tou Mandan is the youngest and most powerful leader of the Suo clan, he has only been on the throne for two or three years, but he has suppressed the Xiongnu forces scattered all over the country with a strong hand.

Fan Yu spent more than a year on good silk, mellow wine, and beauties from the Central Plains, throwing countless olive branches to Tou Mandanyu until the two could call each other brothers at the banquet.

For Touman, he also likes to have a Central Plains person tell him about the situation in the south. Look at the opportunity to go south and catch a handful.

On such a full moon night, the three of them had their own plans, and poured cups of mellow wine into their stomachs, which only showed their closeness.

When they were drinking wine and eating meat, everyone suddenly heard the restless sound of cattle and sheep faintly outside the tent.

Tou Manshan asked loudly, and immediately a Hun soldier came to report that there were wolves coming down from the snowy mountain.

Tou Manshan lifted the curtain and walked to the moonlit grassland, and saw the wolf shadow swaying on the snowy mountain.

On a protruding rock in the middle of the mountain, a giant wolf raised its head to the moon and let out a high-pitched wolf howl. Hundreds of wolves responded nearby.

Tou Man didn't say much, and suddenly knelt on one leg and shouted: "Blue Wolf King! ”

The attendant guards and soldiers behind him fell to their knees and shouted in unison: "Blue Wolf King! "After shouting, I bowed and bowed.

Ju Wu and Fan Yuzhi also hurriedly knelt down in the countryside, only looking up at the blue wolf king.

In the distant haze, the giant wolf's pitch-black and thick wolf hair glittered in the clear moonlight.