Before the time came, the stars on the horizon had not yet fallen, Xu Zisheng got up and picked up the sleeping Lizhu and walked into the Danxiao Palace, and put her on the stone couch, which was originally the throne of his Yunzhong family from generation to generation, once upon a time Xu Zisheng's father and brother were the masters of the stone seat of this throne, but unfortunately after the battle in Zhongzhou, the rain continued for many years, and most of the throne collapsed. The glory of the past can no longer be found.

The walls of Danxiao Hall are dilapidated, and if it rains or snows, it is even colder, so he took off the gray-blue cloak and covered Lizhu's body. Walking out of the temple alone, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the reef and the broken waves in the distance, I was a little distracted. Suddenly, I heard a sentence behind me, "Young master, the wind is strong on the cliff, so it's better to put on more clothes." All the people who returned yesterday have settled down. They divided their money and food. It's just that we don't have much food left, and the fields have been guarded by Zhao Yin in recent years, and how to settle the people who have returned still needs to be considered in the long run. ”

Xu Zisheng looked back and saw that the person was Wu Xuan, "This Qingyu Mountain Road is so difficult, you are also old, and your legs and feet have not been good over the years, so you really don't need to go up the mountain to tell you everything." ”

Just listen to Wu Xuan, "Yes, when the old slave was seventeen years old, he inherited his father's business as the ancestor to observe the celestial phenomena, and took the four protectors to guard Yingzhou and lead the astrolabe, and now that he is old, the seven astrolabe is no longer in Yingzhou." I can only do a few trivial things. Can't help it..."

"Brother Wu Xuan, you call yourself an old slave again, but you really live up to the friendship that you and I grew up with."

The Wu family is good at navigation, although it is not as long as it is long, but it has been accompanied by the Yunzhong clan for generations, the two of them suddenly looked at each other and smiled, and after a while. Wu Xuan stepped forward and said slowly

"Is the young master really willing to let Miss Lizhu go to Zhongzhou?"

Xu Zisheng was silent for a long time, and Wu Xuan continued: "If the young master is unwilling, our preparations for so many years, plus the people who have returned from this trip, the Zhongzhou garrison on the island is only 3,000 people, if we fight with them now, we may not lose." ”

"We may not lose, and we will never win, the day of damnation is still early, what if we win this time, if we don't have a plan to retreat, when Zhongzhou sends troops again, where can we go."

Although Xu Zisheng's appearance has not changed for decades, there is a sense of a calm old man between the lines, which is beyond doubt.

"Heavenly damnation is unknown, the record is calculated by the sages and astrology, no one knows whether it is true or false, but if I lose the goddess this time, I will never be able to find the Vermilion Bird in this life. If the day of damnation is not reached. The goddess again. Young Lord. Think again. ”

"Wu Xian, everything in this world, in a moment, is changing rapidly, who can guarantee that the future is not bad at all, Suzaku has been missing for decades, even if he is still alive in this world, a single Vermilion Bird is no longer enough to bless me Yingzhou."

The sound of the waves is continuous, and the sea breeze is cold.

Elder Wu Xian was speechless for a while, most of his previous hopes were extinguished, he shook his head, looked up at Tie and sighed: "What did I Yingzhou do wrong, why was it not blessed by the sky at all. ”

The sound of the waves was still endless, Xu Zisheng put a hand on Wu Xuan's shoulder and said, "Brother Wu Xuan, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, when did you start to believe in the sky?" ”

Wu Xuan smiled and said, "The young master is still the same young man as he was at the beginning, but I am already an old man with two temples in autumn and half cut into the ground." How much time can I follow the young master? In the great sand world, the stones are rotten and loose. If your long-cherished wish in this life is not fulfilled, I don't know if there is an afterlife, I only hope that I can see my child Ananda for the rest of my life. ”

The sea breeze gusted, blowing a few strands of green silk and a few strands of white hair for a while.

Behind him, in front of the Danxiao Palace, Lizhu had been standing by the decaying wall for an unknown amount of time wearing that gray-blue cloak, and was about to turn around and go in when he heard the helplessness in this world, and suddenly found that Xu Yunxi was standing beside him at some point, his little face was slightly red, and he seemed to be a little drunk, and he looked up and asked, "Aunt Lizhu, will I grow old like Lord Wuxuan?" ”

Lizhu saw that his drunken appearance was much cuter than his usual stubbornness and stubbornness, so he took off his cloak and draped it on his body.

"It will be, but it will be a long, long, long time later."