Twilight.

A handsome white-faced young man with his arms down to his knees and unusually large ears returned home with an empty basket on his back, ready to cook for his sick mother.

It's just that when the young man returned to his home, he seemed to feel unusual.

Every time he returns home, the young man will let go of the day's fatigue and feel extremely relaxed.

But today, the young man felt a faint sense of death.

The young man hurriedly ran into the house, but found that his master was silently in the house, and his mother, who had been sick for a long time, had lost her breath.

"Mother!" The young man wept loudly in grief.

"Xuande," the old man soothed, "people can't be resurrected after death, Xuande, you are a descendant of the Han royal family, you have to remember the ambition in your heart, and cheer up quickly." ”

Xuande said, "Disciple Liu Xuande doesn't dare to forget the teachings of Master Lu and Master. ”

Liu Xuande's home was actually not poor originally.

Although the ancestor was deprived of the marquis, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the Liu family, no matter how far away, was a member of the Han family, that is, the emperor's relatives.

Although his father died early, he had been an official for a few years, and he originally had some connections and savings, otherwise Liu Bei would not be qualified to study with Lu Zhi.

It's just that the good times didn't last long. Liu Bei followed Lu Zhi to study for a short time, and his mother fell ill.

Liu Bei had no choice but to stop his studies and make a living by farming and selling straw shoes during the day.

Liu Bei is a bold and squandering person, except for the money that Liu Bei left enough to buy medicine for his mother and the money necessary for life, the rest of the money was scattered. So he quickly mingled with the rangers in Zhuo County, and he was also well-known in Zhuo County.

The 184 years of spring cold were particularly cold. The Three Kingdoms period coincided with the Xiaoice period of the earth.

Liu Bei's mother was already very weak, and the cold temperature worsened Liu Bei's mother's condition, and she gradually became terminally ill.

Fortunately, when Liu Bei was farming, he met an old farmer with a somewhat withdrawn personality, that is, the old man who Liu Bei called his master.

Although this old farmer is a withdrawn strange man and has no name, even a young man with a strong arm can not beat him, and he can also use swordsmanship that cannot be named.

The old farmer said, "Xuande, this day has changed. ”

"You are a hidden dragon, and you carry the glory of the Han Dynasty on your back."

"How did you practice the Yin and Yang life-killing swordsmanship that the teacher taught you?"

Liu Bei replied respectfully: "Don't dare to forget it for a moment." ”

"I hope so." The old farmer waved his hand, and the heavens and the earth instantly darkened.

Liu Bei's eyes suddenly darkened, and he didn't know anything.

As soon as Liu Bei woke up, he was not good in an instant.

But he found that although he was still in his own Lousang Village.

However, what Liu Bei heard was one mournful music after another.

Liu Bei turned over and got out of bed, and found that except for his male and female double-strand swords, his mother and master were all gone.

Liu Bei hurriedly picked up the double-strand sword and rushed out of the house. However, it was found that white flags were hung in every house, and the funeral procession was interspersed throughout the village.

The mournful suona sound hooks people's souls, makes people break their hearts and intestines, and sorrow comes from the heart.

Choking. Liu Bei unconsciously subconsciously pulled out the double-strand sword, and just held it in his hand, as if facing a great enemy.

"Hahaha......" A gloomy, chilling laughter came into Liu Bei's ears from afar, as if the voice was in Liu Bei's spirit

In the soul: "Lousang Village is dead, Lousang Village is dead..."

The whimpering cry was unconscious, and Liu Bei's heart was firm, and his hair stood upside down in an instant.

Liu Bei held it tighter. My whole body trembled a little involuntarily.

Unconsciously, Liu Bei involuntarily covered his body with a faint layer of golden yellow, and the male and female double-strand swords were also covered with glittering golden light.

"Delusional!" Liu Bei bit the tip of his tongue slightly, and a mouthful of blood dripped on the male and female swords.

A golden phoenix exuding the aura of a king swooped down on the white banner hanging on the big mulberry tree not far away.

I saw that the white flags gradually disappeared, the mourning music stopped, and the funeral procession also stopped, turned his head, and smiled creepily at Liu Bei.

The people in the funeral procession were all villagers that Liu Bei was familiar with. It's just that all of them are unconscious, and their faces are pale.

Liu Bei gritted his teeth. Liu Bei himself didn't know whether this was a dream or a reality.

But Liu Bei didn't cry or shout.

Liu Bei just didn't know why God treated his fellow villagers like this. There are thousands of mistakes, and these innocent people are not wrong.

"Why!" Liu Bei finally couldn't help it, and the male and female swords crossed into a domineering big cross, slashing towards the starry sky.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee.....-hee

The Great Cross slammed into the sky.

A thunderclap slammed into the ground with a roaring sound.

At this moment, except for the sound of thunder between heaven and earth, all other sounds were eliminated invisible, and in the sky, a few dragon roars came from time to time.

Bang la blah. The rain poured down like beads of broken thread.

Liu Bei let the heavy rain drench his whole body. Heavy rain also crackled down on the funeral procession.

With every drop of rain, a ghost disappears into invisibility.

Soon after, the rain cleared up.

However, the entire Lousang Village was empty, leaving Liu Bei standing alone between heaven and earth.

"Why, why, why!" Liu Bei, this iron-clad man, Emperor Zhaolie of the Shu Han Dynasty, shed tears uncontrollably.

"God, if it's my Liu Bei's fault, I, Liu Bei, am willing to never be born, but why do you treat Bei's hometown like this!" Liu Bei held a double-strand sword and roared in the sky.

Just then, it was dark again. Before Liu Bei could react, he fainted again.

When Liu Bei woke up again, the house was already full of blind dates.

He is dressed in heavy filial piety, and the master is also dressed in filial piety clothes, and the house is surrounded by white flags.

The mournful suona sound was low and gloomy, and his mother lay quietly in the straw mat.

The sky was still blue, and the sun hung proudly high in the sky, looking down on the carbon-based creatures.

Liu Bei took care of his mother's funeral with a heavy heart.

The master and apprentice sat in front of the mourning hall with big eyes and small eyes.

Liu Bei choked up and said, "My mother is gone......"

The old farmer said, "Xuande, you have passed the test of the secret realm, you should have gained." ”

Liu Bei said, "Master, in that secret realm, the most heart-wrenching thing is not your own life and death, but the villagers, what did you do wrong, and God should treat them so tyrannically?" ”

The old farmer said, "You are a good boy with a kind heart, but this is not enough. ”

"Your hit,

It is destined to be a great transformation. Without a firm heart, we will not be able to withstand such a great test from heaven. ”

"I don't want any big creation, I just want my mother to come back to life....." Liu Bei whimpered.

"Silly boy, how can this way of heaven be changed at will by manpower?" The old farmer said, "Providence is so, I think the eldest sister is in heaven, and I don't want to see you crying." ”

"The way of heaven is the most unpredictable thing in this world," the old farmer said, "Now your Liu family, only you and Liu Deran are left." ”

"As an elder brother, you must take good care of your younger brother, the fate of the old farmer and you will come to an end from today onwards."

"Master!" No matter how Liu Bei shouted at the top of his voice, the old farmer finally left without looking back.

Only a sentence came from the air: "I am an old Nanhua, so I can do it myself......"

Liu Bei knelt weakly in front of his mother's spirit, allowing the double-strand sword to fall from his hand.

Liu Bei looked at the spiritual position and said nothing.

After a while, Liu Bei respectfully served three incense sticks for his mother and bowed three times and bowed nine times.

Before you know it, the night is getting deeper. Liu Bei was sad in his heart and did not eat dinner.

After a while, sleepiness hit, and Liu Bei slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later.

The door was gently pushed open, and a kind-faced old woman walked in softly.

"Mother!" Liu Bei stood up happily and was about to hold his mother's hand.

only to find that his hand went straight through.

"Prepare for it," said the old woman gently, "do you remember what your mother taught you?" ”

"Mother, be prepared to remember," Liu Bei said, "Mother, you often say that your son is a relative of the Han family, and the blood of the ancestors flows in her body. ”

"Child, you are originally a member of the Han family," the old woman said, "Mother's qi is exhausted." ”

"There is no feast in this world that will never be dissolved. You Ah Weng and I, middle-aged children, my mother can live until you grow up Chéng Rén, live to nearly sixty years old, it is already a great blessing, my mother is satisfied. ”

"You are filial enough to your mother, and God is not willing to let your mother drag you down."

"You are the son of the Red Emperor, promise your mother, cheer up, restore the Han family, for the sake of all the people in the world."

Liu Bei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Mother, I'm ready to promise you." I will not let you down, the people. ”

"Good boy," said the old woman, "when my mother misses you, she comes back to see you in her dreams and talks to you." ”

"It's almost time now, and it's time for my mother to go back."

With that, the old woman walked out gently.

A gust of cold wind hit, and Liu Bei couldn't help but shiver.

Liu Bei looked at it and saw that the door was open.

And when Liu Bei entered the house, he clearly remembered that he had closed the door.

"Mother," Liu Bei said, "Did you come to see Beibei?" ”

"Don't worry, Beibei will definitely live up to your trust."

"Bei will definitely lead the Han family to a bright tomorrow."

After Liu Bei finished speaking, an even stronger sleepiness struck.

This time, Liu Bei slept very soundly.

The bright moonlight was surrounded by speckled stars, and the night was so quiet.

The cicadas in the trees chirped knowingly, as if offering a natural and beautiful requiem for the hidden dragon.