Lin'an, in the secluded forest at the foot of the sunset mountain, a delicate elegant house sits in the middle, a flock of birds perch, making a chirping sound, but it seems extraordinarily quiet.

Under the bamboo hedge and plum tree, the black-clothed literati are sitting precariously.

Wen Wan Tsing Yi held a book and read it, which was written by Wang Kun, the iron-blooded prince of today, last year.

The delicate red clothes are bored at the door and unintentionally raise flowers.

A flower from the Western Regions.

It has a very ghostly name: the Flower of Death.

When the flowers bloom, they are beautiful.

When the flowers are gone, they are like skeletons, and they are extremely ghostly.

There are nine peanuts, except for a big red flower in the center, which blooms brilliantly, and the whole plant is brilliant, and the remaining eight are all budding to be released.

This is Mr.'s favorite flower.

Mr. said that this would be a portrayal of his life, this life bloomed in the most delicate years, and then withered and it was the curtain of life.

The red coat didn't like it.

Mr. will never die, and Mr. will always bloom brilliantly.

I don't like this pot of flowers.

The black-clothed literati's eyes, which were so beautiful that they couldn't see anything, suddenly glanced sideways at the delicate flowers under the red-clothed hands, and on the west side, there was a purple bud with buds waiting to bloom, quietly opening a petal!

It's blood-colored petals!

Then he looked up at the west, as if he could see the scenery of the world, and a touch of surprise floated from his expressionless face.

He laughed indifferently and stopped the water and went to the fire, and made a mistake.

Qin Tianjian, a weeping old man with a waist and a face full of old spots, sat on the Taishi's chair with his eyes closed and pretended to sleep, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the prison heavenly room that only he and Her Majesty the Empress could enter.

There is an armillary sphere in the room, on which a golden dragon swirls, mighty and hideous, overlooking the world and embracing the world; Next to the armillary sphere, stands a two-zhang square water tank, just like this Shenzhou territory, the tank water is dark green, there are no swimming fish, at this moment suddenly a big fish quietly jumped out of the water, fell back into the water and hid in the abyss.

The old man's shriveled lips muttered.

sighed, fish and dragons all entered the sea.

Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if nothing had happened.

On Qingcheng Mountain, after the disciple grandson Gongsun stopped the water and left, the white-haired Taoist priest who had been standing quietly in front of the Taoist temple and looking at the mountains jumped out of the corner of his eye, and muttered a sentence about the dragon slaying technique but attracted the fish, young master, have you seen it?

Immediately, he looked sad, but the water had stopped and moths were fighting the fire......

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Junziqi feels that life is good is ironic.

Junzi Qi is not surnamed Jun, surnamed Junzi, this is a very strange surname, in the archives of the Daliang Household Department, there are many surnames in the world, but there are very few people with the surname Junzi, only the Huilong County family in Jiangqiu Prefecture.

It is said that it is a family, but in fact it is a family.

The origin of its genealogy can be examined, probably more than 100 years before the establishment of Yannandu, and there is no certificate before that.

But his grandfather, who died drunk, and his father, who was hacked to death by the Qinglong Society, always liked to say that our gentleman's family had fought with Daliang Taizu for the world when he was drinking peanuts, but he didn't win the Zhao family.

Most of the gentleman's banner doesn't believe this.

At the end of the Yan Dynasty, the world was full of heroes, and it was not for nothing that there was a force that could threaten the yellow robe and the Great Liang Taizu, but there was no family surnamed Jun or a gentleman, so the group training passed on by grandfather and father by word of mouth should not be true.

Empress Zhangguo, the great cool and prosperous Yong'an.

As a gentleman's family, his original intention was to use his rich family background to read a reputation, like that iron-blooded prince Wang Kun, who ruled the world better than in Huilong County?

The gentleman worships Da Liang in his heart.

Readers should be like that.

It's just that life has played a huge joke on himself, he was supposed to participate in the imperial examination next year, the first class is hopeless, the second and third grades probably didn't run, I never thought that at this time, my father was killed by the Blue Dragon Club.

I had to abandon the text and follow my father's old path.

But—

Yourself or yourself?

Junziqi can't forget last year, his father was hacked to death with a knife, and he was stabbed thirteen times, he thought that his life was going to come to an end, but when his consciousness was about to fall into a blur, he was half-awake and half-dazed, and suddenly broke into a person in his mind.

Specifically, a person who can't see but can feel.

The man was not tall, weakened, and dressed in a white robe.

Junziqi couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel that he was smiling, an elegant smile.

Laughing like a spring breeze.

He said, "Hello, I'm here."

Then it exploded in an instant, and countless fragments seemed to emerge in his consciousness, countless memories rushed into him, and his body seemed to be about to explode, but it soon returned to normal.

The man was still in his mind.

Still invisible, but could feel him.

He was standing there.

I could feel his loneliness and unwillingness, and he said, do you want to hear my story?

Then in the drowsiness, I listened to this person who could not see but could feel it talk about a long life, and it was also a magnificent life, especially the section where 7,000 iron horsemen went north, took 32 cities and 300,000 soldiers and conquered Luoyang, and I listened to it with enthusiasm.

This is no longer human.

Junziqi never thought that there were people in the world who could do such miraculous things.

However, there is no such record in history.

After the man finished speaking, he was still lonely and silent for a long time.

And my own consciousness is becoming clearer and clearer.

I don't know how long it took, as if a hundred years were long, and the arguments of the cousins, the sighs of the doctors, and the sobs of my mother were already ringing in my ears......

The man's presence was getting weaker and weaker.

In a trance, I heard the man sigh.

Then I heard the wind chirping and the horses chirping, and there seemed to be a west wind in my mind.

The man seemed to be on his horse.

Say, "Here I am, call my name if you need it, and I will come, and if you don't need it, you are still you."

The white horse howls in the west wind.

The man rode away between heaven and earth in his mind.

A voice sounded: My name is Chen Qingzhi.

Reverberate.

In the surprised eyes of the Zhong'an cousins, in the doctor's incredible stunned eyes, and in the tears of his mother's mixed joy and sorrow, he suddenly turned over and sat up.

By saying it, you may believe that you are coming back from the dead.

After that, he took three Zhong'antang uncles who had been bloodied with his father to Jiangqiuzhou in person, and his mind was no longer pedantic and orderly, but more indescribable and inexplicable thoughts.

In the first battle of Jiangqiuzhou, although there were only four people in Zhong'an Hall, they were like thousands of troops and horses, and the leader of the Qinglong Society Jiangqiuzhou, the master bookkeeper was killed by himself on the bank of Jiangqiu Lake, and his body was thrown to Qingliujiang.

Later, he even picked several forces of the Blue Dragon Society, so that the Blue Dragon Society in Jiangqiu Prefecture was paralyzed.

And he acted on his own, and there was nothing wrong with it.

That Jiangqiu Zhizhou Xu Jiye knew that he had done all the things, but he had no way to deal with himself, so he had to mediate in person, and made an agreement with Wang Ji, the head of the Silver Hook Gambling House, that the Qinglong Congregation Antang would not interfere with the well water from now on.

After that, all kinds of strokes of Zhong'an Tang have traces of the memory of the white horse Chen Qingzhi in his mind - of course, most of them are the truths he has learned from reading over the years.

However, Junziqi still found it ironic.

Because Xu Jiye died.

got the news that he died at the hands of Li Ruyu in the north town of Fusi Jiang Qiufangti.

Xu Jiye is an alien.

Ironically, he is now half an alien, and he may face the man-devouring beast in the shadow of Beizhen Fusi in the future, especially Shen Lian was transferred to Lin'an, and the new hundred households of Xiwei in Changling Mansion are Liu Xiangyang of Juzhou.

It's a ruthless character.

Perhaps, I can't say which day, the Tiqi Li Ruyu from the Fusi Jiang Qiufang in Beizhen will appear in Huilong County.

The gentleman's flag is worried, why will Zhong'an Hall be safe in the future?