Chapter 61: It's just that there are some unwillingness
The King of Qin was gone, along with his three personal guards.
Gu Nan walked into the room, Bai Qi was still kneeling there, with a faint smile on his face, maybe for him, this was his best result.
Bai Qi looked at Gu Nan, and Gu Nan also looked at Bai Qi.
"Master, is it really worth doing this?"
The light fell to the ground through the open door, illuminating the light in front of the door, but the room was still dim.
Gu Nan stood in the light of the door, and sat in the darkness of the room.
He squinted his eyes, and Gu Nan's figure in the sunlight was like a silhouette.
Grinned and laughed heartily.
"Value!"
"The eldest husband was born like this, how is it not worth it?"
"Hahaha."
The white laughter was old and powerful, even in the midst of a serious illness.
After laughing for a long time, the white laughter stopped.
Muttered.
"It's just that there are some unwilling Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" He tilted his head, and his gaze seemed to see through the eaves of the house, and saw the endless sky.
"It's just unwilling."
There was indescribable regret in his eyes, and his eyes were cloudy: "The old man can't see Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· after all"
"It's a prosperous time."
What a deep obsession this is, which can make Bai Qi transcend his life and death.
Gu Nan couldn't figure it out, she couldn't understand it after all.
She was not born in this troubled world, so naturally she couldn't figure it out.
So she won't understand, Bai Qi's regret that her life's wish is close at hand, but it is out of reach.
The light and shadow in the room were distinct, and the light shone on Gu Nan's back, illuminating her back brightly.
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The next day, the king of Qin sent someone to send a military brief, which was a letter of appointment from Bai Qi, and asked him to go on the expedition.
This time, Bai Qi did not refuse, because he understood that this was the last ride that King Qin sent him.
He died on the way out for the rest of his life, which should be a good destination.
Bai put on the spirit of draping, and the robe made his already thin body look burly again, and the cold and shiny armor pieces were all over it, and when he walked, he made a sound like a golden go.
Wei Lan led Bai Qi's horse, helped him up, and patted the horse's belly.
"You go first, I don't bother to send Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
Wei Lan's voice was very soft, Bai Qi hesitated, and reached out to gently touch Wei Lan's face.
"In my life, the most sorry people are you and Zhong'er, yes, I never dare to get angry with you, but I always make you angry. In the next life, don't be blind anymore, don't look for me again. β
As he spoke, he sat up straight, pulled the reins, turned away, and raised his hands.
"It's on the march, so you don't need to send it."
Gu Nan turned over and got on his horse and followed Bai Qi's side.
Just like back then, every time it was the same, Wei Lan stood in place and watched Bai Qi far away.
When I first met that year, the girl was like this, and she watched the heroic general go far away.
It wasn't until he couldn't see it anymore that Wei Lan retracted his gaze and took Xiao Lu and the painting fairy back to the empty Wu'an Jun's Mansion.
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Bai Qi and Gu Nan walked out of the city along the path until in the distance, about thousands of soldiers stood on both sides of the wild road.
Standing there quietly, like two rows of stone statues.
When Bai Qi walked, they raised the spears in their hands together, and Qingfeng pointed straight at the sky.
"Send, Wu Anjun!"
A soldier walked up to Bai Qi and half-knelt down and handed over a long sword.
Bai Qi took the sword, dismounted, and continued along the path.
Gu Nan quietly followed behind Bai Qi.
On the wilderness, Bai Qi held his sword, faced the sky, and slowly knelt down.
Xiao looked at the sky, slowly pulled out the sword given by King Qin, and lay it in front of him.
"Nan'er."
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"How about agreeing to be a teacher?"
Gu Nan was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly: "As long as I can, I will do it." β
"Good!"
Bai Qi seems to have let go of something, and it seems that he has carried the burden of his life.
took a deep breath and said softly: "Substitute teacher, take a look at the peaceful and prosperous world." β
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Can't you forget it until you die? It's really stubborn.
"Then just take a look."
Gu Nan bowed deeply.
"Congratulations to the teacher."
Then, he turned and walked away, not looking back.
"Hehehe." Laughter came from behind him.
"Thorn." Then there was the sound of blood gushing.
"Bang." Finally, there was a sound of falling to the ground.
Master, your entrustment is too heavy after all.
Sighing towards the high sky where no clouds could be seen, Gu Nan walked away slowly.
The momentum on his body slowly changed with the pace of step by step, and he was indomitable.
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Three days after Bai Qi's death, the King of Qin drafted a book and spread it to the world.
The countries that are about to move the right country have no excuse and cannot attack in groups, so naturally no one wants to be this bird.
The offensive against Qin dragged on.
On the fourth day, Wei Lan passed away, just in his sleep, and did not wake up again.
Gu Nan really has no money, and he can't even handle a good funeral.
But come to think of it, Bai Qi and Wei Lan may not necessarily like that.
In the end, they were just quietly buried and buried together.
In addition to Wang Jian who came to worship, there was also an old man named Meng Fu, and the only one left was King Qin.
I have to say that Bai Qi's popularity is really not very good.
Wu'an Junfu is really gone, only Lao Lian, Xiao Lu, Hua Xian, and Gu Nan are left.
Gu Nan was dressed in white and sat by the old tree in the courtyard drinking tea.
She planned to keep filial piety for Bai Qi and Wei Lan for three years.
Although filial piety is generally done by children for their parents, she is an orphan in both lives, and Bai Qi and Wei Lan are no different from her parents for her.
Keeping filial piety, this is a Confucian saying, not to be mistaken, the Han Dynasty will be written, but the current Great Qin does not have such a custom.
Gu Nan sat under the tree, holding the internal breathing technique that Bai Qi handed over to her in his hand and said.
There is no name, no exercises in Gu Nan's imagination, it is three simple volumes, describing the art of pranayama operation, only thousands of words before and after, but it is very complicated.
Gu Nan watched it for several days, but he still didn't understand it too well.
"The weather has changed around the week, and it has returned to the stream?"
Gu Nan read lightly, a little confused in his tone: "It's really written Xuannian, how can you read it clearly?" β
Shook his head: "Forget it, when the time comes, go and ask the master." β
Then I remembered something, and looked at the huge mansion emptyly.
Ask the masterΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
A dead leaf fell from the old tree and fell into Gu Nan's tea bowl, causing a ripple.