"Akihime, Akihime, I heard it, is this what you have been saying all these years......"

Cai Yong's eyes suddenly fell into a daze, and he forgot the warning, and the horse was about to follow the sound of chanting from the distance, and went straight to the slope of the forbidden area demarcated by the Huns. However, Hu Che'er, who had been prepared for a long time, pulled the horse back alive.

Maybe it's a problem with the direction of the wind, and the chanting has been choppy, but it can be heard as a crisp female voice.

Liu Yu rubbed his ears, not believing that his hearing could not compare to that of an old man.

That's when something magical happened.

The woman's voice suddenly seemed to pass through a tweeter, and suddenly became clear, and even the yin and yang frustrations between each word were clear and bright, making people hear it, as if they were suddenly following her with joys and sorrows:

"The sky is boundless, and my heart is also sorrowful. Life is as fleeting as a white horse, but I can't be happy when I'm in my prime. I want to ask the sky, but there is no reason for the sky. Raise your head and look up at the clouds and smoke, and who is nostalgic for nine beats. ”

Liu Yu only heard a burst of shock.

Who would have thought that the classic "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats" group of poems, which has been circulated for thousands of years, would be heard by his own ears on such an occasion!

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands trembled and reached over and grabbed him tightly:

"Quick, Liu Yu, I'm in a daze, and I can't make any poems. This is Akihime's cry, and we must give her an answer. ”

Liu Yu was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and hurriedly spread his hands and said:

"Where can I compose poetry, and I can't be a bull's head against a horse's mouth."

"No, you must do it," Jia Xu glanced at him, and suddenly said:

"You are a man of God, no matter what method you use, you will definitely be able to!"

Liu Yu shook his head, and suddenly heard a strong meaning that was difficult to let go of crying from the chanting, searched his intestines and scraped his stomach and took stock urgently, and suddenly remembered a song that he often loved to hum when he was running a car on this westerly ancient road before, and he couldn't help blurting out the words:

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. Ask you when you will go and come back, and don't linger when you come. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the flesh and bones are half scattered. Two lines of tears, don't dream cold tonight. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the other side could no longer hold back, and suddenly there was a cry like a bursting embankment.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in fluttering clothes rushed out of the slope, stumbling and striding this way, while holding a faint swaddling cloth high above her head, crying out silently:

"Father, father, unfilial Zhaoji, already has and has a child......"

Before the words fell, a big man, dressed in a tiger skin, carrying a full moon scimitar, rode a black horse with four hooves and stepped on the snow. said that it was too late, but I saw that he was not merciful, grabbed the woman's long hair, and dragged her back directly. Snatching the swaddling clothes and slapping them down, the woman collapsed on the horse.

Suddenly, the wicked man reined in the reins of his horse, clasped his legs, looked at him from afar, and shouted:

"Well, I've seen and heard, and I've listened to it, why don't you leave quickly?"

"Yu Fuluo, this bastard must be Yu Fu Luo, the king of Zuoxian-"

Liu Yu clenched his fists and stared intently into the distance, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, and threw him onto the horse, and the group of people quickly disappeared into the distance.

In the confusion, the group did not know how many days they had gone. I remember to eat when I was hungry, and to sleep when I was sleepy, day and night, and not to ask the way, and no one spoke, until I saw a city in the distance, which stood majestically.

"Mr. Uncle Zi," Jia Xu glanced at the four big characters "Dunhuang County" on the city gate, and then turned his head and said:

"I'm afraid that I can't force my way anymore, Cai Gong is like this, I must immediately find Lang Zhong Haosheng to take a look. Of course, everyone else has to take a good rest, otherwise they will be afraid of trouble. ”

Handan Chun nodded, so tired that he didn't even bother to open his eyes.

This trip was too hard.

It's not just humiliation, it's not just anger, it's not just hatred. What it is, everyone who went through this can't say.

But a fire is really blocked in my heart from then on.

On the way back, Liu Yu finally saw it. These extremely famous strategists and fierce men, when they are not satisfactory, will be the same will be angry, the same will be sluggish, and the same will become a short-term fool and nerd after being a shrunken turtle.

He was the same, Qi Qiran was like a lost dog, and ran back with everyone shrinking down without saying a word. The towering city walls, the bustling voices and local sounds of the Han people coming and going in the city, suddenly pulled him back from the horror of the grassland. Well, the only difference is that in this real sad and sad relationship, he actually has more faint joy than others.

It was this joy that made him feel a kind of possibility and confidence: the heroes and celebrities in the world do not seem to be as untamable as imagined, so unattainable.

But now is not the time to be quietly happy.

Because, Cai Yong, the old man, fell. The successive mental blows, coupled with the rush of flesh and blood that cannot be seen, and the people have been tossing and turning for half a year, all the way from the south of the Yangtze River to the Western Regions, such a rush itself is enough to destroy a person.

Lang Zhong quickly found it, but Wang Wenche asked for a long time, and finally shook his head and left.

chased out and asked, but people only said four words: the oil is dry.

What do you mean? It's very simple, that is, people are old and can't stand the toss. Since it is tossed, it has to be burned quickly. If you burn quickly and are not replenished or nourished, of course, you have to lie down.

So, it's not a disease, but it's more troublesome and tricky than a disease.

When everyone returned to the inn, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"And that kind of thing?"

Handan Chun, who has rich experience and has seen countless people, frowned, couldn't help but buckle his nose, and looked at Jia Xu with a pair of eyes.

In the face of the life and death of old friends, where can I still care about winning the battle.

Besides, unconsciously, in fact, I haven't already regarded this guy who is a round younger, these days, whether you want to or not, take him as the backbone?

Jia Xu naturally understood at a glance what Handan Chun's eyes meant, so his gaze slanted and quickly fell on Liu Yu.

Oh, Handan Chun's eyebrows raised, and he was about to speak, but Jia Xu coughed loudly, his two eyebrows drooped, and his eyes were fixed on the backpack that had been tightly grasped by Liu Yu.

Handan Chun couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart, and suddenly stared at Jia Xu in confusion and even anger.

Didn't everyone say yes when they were in the wine shop, why do they have to do it now? And how to do it, is it stealing or robbing, or directly managing other people's dolls?

Handan Chun's sweat dripped.

The point is that now everyone has decided that this little doll is better than a god-man if not a god-man. I didn't know it before, but now that I know, do you dare to do it like this......