"I'm sorry." Liu He bent down, eager to bury his face in the soil, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence, but it was obviously not in response to the old man's previous question.

Old Man He sighed lightly and said, "There's nothing to be sorry for, this is all his own choice, no one forced him, let alone blame you." I heard the kid Xiaodouzi say that he not only left the sword to you, but also asked you to rename the sword, which is like his style, you can afford to hold it but can't put it down. ”

Liu He pondered the old man's words repeatedly, and didn't understand why a person who could even give up the name of the sword was said to be unable to let go.

Old Man He didn't explain, and then asked, "Do you know why he always troubles you, and you always can't help but compete with him?" ”

Liu He thought about this question, but there was no answer, just as the old man said, the two are like natural enemies, they pinch each other as soon as they meet, and they don't want to kill each other, but if they don't squeeze a few words, and then take a spit, their hearts are always unhappy.

The corners of Old Man He's mouth curved up, as if he saw the apprentice who could always coax himself to be happy standing in front of him again, and said: "When two people with the same temper meet, of course, water and fire are incompatible. ”

Old Man He turned his head, looked at Liu He with a smile, and said, "Don't you think that the two of you are exactly the same?" ”

Liu He thought of the guy who was also called a scoundrel, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The same smart, the same affection, the same scoundrel, the same recklessness," Old Man He counted the common points between the two, such as a number of family treasures, but his face sank halfway through, "The same selfishness, the same irresponsibility, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, the little rabbit cub, when I die, I will never let you go when I get there." ”

Liu He did not restrain his smile, but he laughed with tears.

The old man put the Wulian Sword in Liu He's arms, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "You must accept this sword, and you must also understand the truth that he exchanged for death." In fact, you told me this truth before, I thought you understood, but now it seems that you are not as good as my unsuccessful apprentice. ”

Liu He looked at the Rippleless Sword in front of him, frowned slightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"People like you don't live long. That's what he wants to tell you, he only has me, the master and the sword, but you, it's different. So he's dead, you're still alive. ”

The wind blew gently, and then quietly left, and the old man's back disappeared into the distance with the wind.

Xiaodouzi stared straight at Liu He in front of the grave, his face full of concern. The sentence that the old man threw down before leaving was too ruthless, even if he said it correctly, it still hit people's hearts, and how could he not be heartbroken when he woke up in exchange for a person's death?

The young man in front of the grave, his hair was scattered, and no matter who looked at it, he was decadent that could not be concealed.

Old Man He's words are not ruthless, but poisonous, how easy is it to make a person abandon the way of living for more than 20 years? Metamorphosis is certainly a good thing, but turning into a butterfly is inevitably accompanied by a sharp pain like tearing the skin and peeling off the flesh and bones.

At this time, Liu He was undergoing a transformation, and he was also suffering from this severe pain that ordinary people could not imagine at all.

After watching for half an hour, Xiaodouzi finally began to feel uneasy, wanting to go back to the city to move the rescue soldiers, but he didn't dare to leave Liu He, who had always bowed his head and was silent.

The scene that Xiaodouzi was most afraid of seeing finally appeared, Liu He picked up the Rippleless Sword without warning, and the long sword was unsheathed, without a trace of stagnation, like flowing water, but the more it was like this, the more it made Xiaodouzi on the side look frightened.

Life and death are only between a thought, Xiaodouzi, who has been crawling and rolling on the battlefield, is very qualified to say this, he has seen countless people who have been crushed by fear, drawing swords on the battlefield to kill themselves, people want to live, but when life is more uncomfortable than death, most people will choose the latter without suspense.

Xiaodouzi admires those veterans who were cut off by the enemy on the battlefield, survived, and can still smoke dry tobacco to tell stories to the recruits outside the camp tent with a smile.

Xiao Douzi wanted to step forward and snatch the Rippleless Sword from Liu He's hand, but he didn't dare, he was afraid that any slight movement of his would stimulate the other party, he had seen it, so he knew how fragile the person was after the collapse.

Liu He, who was unsheathed with the long sword, raised the Rippleless Sword high, facing the sun, and carefully examined the sword body that was faintly emitting light.

Suddenly, the long sword drew a cold arc in the air, and the tip of the sword outlined back and forth on the wordless monument.

Liu He's action actually fascinated Xiaodouzi, and when he came back to his senses, the long sword had already been sheathed, he hurriedly looked at the tombstone, stunned for a moment, and then showed a relieved smile with red eyes.

Rogue General, Tomb of He Bushun, Mr. Rogue Liu.

Liu He turned around, looked at Xiaodouzi, raised the long sword in his hand, and smiled intoxicatingly.

"From today onwards, the name of this sword is not smooth!"

On both sides of the imperial road outside the main hall of the new palace in Chengdu, the civil and military officials bowed their heads and walked quickly.

The reign of the first emperor was not long, but it was not short, but he did not even go to the early court for a day, and all state affairs were taken care of by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang.

Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, it is natural to have a new atmosphere, the enthronement ceremony was just held yesterday, and today the Shu Han Dynasty has never had an early dynasty, which makes a group of civil and military ministers who are accustomed to going to the yamen to do errands on three poles in the day complain bitterly, but also smell a hint of wind and rain.

Everyone unanimously put on a cautious posture, but the young man who was still dressed in white walked slowly and walked in the middle of the royal road.

This is like an arrogant behavior in the eyes of the civil and military officials, but none of them dared to come forward to question, and when they entered the main hall and waited for a long time, the young man with a calm expression finally walked the royal road that was not long at all, and it was too late.

Liu Chan on the dragon chair saw the master, and almost got up to greet him excitedly, until he found that Zhuge Liang, the father next to him, was staring at him with tepid eyes, so he had to sit down again.

At the beginning, Liu Chan had almost no strong feelings about the change from the young master to the prince, and he adapted to it in a few days, but now he has changed from a prince to a son of heaven, but this child, who is only in his early tens, is obviously a little overwhelmed.

Zhuge Liang doesn't seem to be surprised by Liu He's abnormal behavior today, he is obviously above 10,000 people under one person, but he is still the first to arrive, and he can't change it for many years.