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He was also a prodigal son in Chang'an, singing and harmonizing with people's poems and wine, guessing riddles and throwing pots, and staying up all night.

He also set up eagle dogs, hunted mountains and forests, made friends with Hu people, and indulged in hunting.

I have also been with three or five friends, taking advantage of the new spring clothes, the spring is just right, and I saw all the Chang'an beauties by the Qujiang Pond.

I was also in Weicheng Baqiao, sending people to leave the west and leaving the east, and I don't know when it is the return date.

How good the times were, the so-called sorrow was just sad spring and autumn.

He thought of his second brother, who couldn't meet him in his life, so he had to say goodbye to himself in his dreams.

He thought of the old Ling Wang Shun'er, who had also transported ice in and out of the court, but after all, he was different from Cen Shen and Wang Wei, different from his father, and different from Li Yu, he was just an old man who picked ice, maybe he only did ice picking in his life. He didn't understand the great principles of those countries, but he risked his life to save himself, and when he was in a coma, he died for some reason, and he couldn't see his savior with his own eyes.

He thought of what he had just seen, the ragged hard labor in the cold night, and the children who had lost their loved ones in the war that Matsushita had taken in......

The so-called sad spring and autumn, the so-called life and death parting, what is compared with the suffering of all beings?

However, all living beings are so resilient and brave that no matter what kind of hardships they face, they are trying to survive until spring comes, and the fields are full of flowers.

The beings in this world are so small and so great, who is not a grain of sand in this vast number of beings.

Guo Hua closed his eyes with satisfaction, and at this time he felt an unprecedented power, the tide was surging towards him, merging into his body, this power was extremely vast, and it seemed to be real and illusory.

Guo Hua couldn't help but rub his palm on his lower abdomen, feeling the gentle and powerful Yuan Force, which seemed to come from every person, every beast, every bird, and even every beautiful falling flower in heaven and earth.

Guo Hua slept until noon and did not wake up.

A warm piece of sunshine fell on his face, and this warm feeling made him feel very comfortable. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that Wang Ping'er was already in the house helping people sew clothes.

Lunch is still a salted noodle soup, and a pinch of pickled radish is added to the hot white noodles, making this bowl of chewy noodles even more appetizing. The pickled radish was finely shredded, and there were some in the bowl and some in the small plate on the side.

Guo Yu didn't care about eating, and snorted and ate three bowls of noodles, then wiped his mouth and asked with a smile.

"I have a meal today, and there are pickled radish?"

"You love to be poor, but it's just a few shredded turnips. ”

Wang Ping'er was amused by him.

Wang Ping'er saw him gobbling up food, and thought it was very cute, he had never seen any noble son eating, although he had never heard of the name Guo Yu before, and others were witty, but she always felt that he should be a noble son with fine clothes and jade food, eating seven large dishes and eight bowls, and there were many maids and wives waiting on the side.

Seeing the way he was eating at this time, he was a hungry young man who devoured it, does your son usually eat like this?

"Where did it come from?"

"The neighbors gave it, I took the rice noodles you brought back, and gave some to the neighbors, and they gave these. ”

"Oh, is that okay?"

"What?" Wang Ping'er didn't hear what Guo Yu meant for a while, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"If the matter of rice noodles spreads, will it be dangerous?"

"How could it be - everyone has been ice mining Ling people for generations, and they used to live in the same workshop, and the rebels occupied Luoyang, and everyone lived here together. If it weren't for their help, I'm afraid I would have been captured by the rebels a long time ago, and even my father's death was thanks to them. ”

Speaking of her father, Wang Ping'er's eyes were full of tears, but she finally held back her sadness and didn't let the painful emotions erode her.

"Oh, I see, I took the liberty of it. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that you don't know. ”

"I went out last night and saw a construction site near Nancheng, digging a big hole, and there seem to be other places, is it the incident that Ling Zun mentioned?"

"That's it. ”

"Did the old man mention anything about the pothole?"

"I mentioned some—" Wang Ping'er's expression darkened, and she stopped talking, as if she didn't want to mention those things too much.

Guo Hua saw the clue, slowed down his tone as much as possible, and asked, "Girl, is there anything unspeakable?"

"No, no, it's not my business, it's just that it's that thing, and I always have lingering palpitations when I hear my father say it. ”

Wang Ping'er said, gently pressing her hand on her rising and falling chest.

"I look at the hole, the big is amazing, it is also very profound, it is by no means an ordinary thing, I think it must have a lot to do with the safety and future of Luoyang City, if the girl knows something, please tell Xiaosheng anyway." ”

"This—" Wang Ping'er's heart beat even more violently, and she was a little flustered when she spoke.

"Girl, drink a glass of water first to calm down, what is there but please know everything, don't be afraid of anything, I'm here." ”

Looking at the situation, Wang Shun'er must have seen the strangeness of the pit before his death, and told the girl, and it was definitely not a good thing, so that the girl was afraid when she remembered what her father said.

Wang Ping'er sat down next to Guo Yao, covered her chest, and drank water for a long time.

"My father is a very experienced ice miner, who knows how to break through the ice and frozen soil under various conditions, so he was found by the rebels, looked at various places, and helped them dig up the frozen soil, and my father said that a total of eight places were drawn in Luoyang City, all of which were digging such crypts, and the officers who were responsible for supervising him just marked the place and let him come up with ideas to see how to dig to save labor and effort, and nothing else was said, as for what the crypt was for, it was not mentioned. ”

Perhaps, the rebel officer himself did not know. Guo Wuwu muttered to himself.

"En, en, en," Wang Ping'er listened to Guo Hua talking to herself, and couldn't help nodding frequently, and said: "Father thinks so too, he thinks things are strange, and he inquires a few words outside the words, but also because the officer doesn't know about it, and he is acting on orders." ”

"And then?"

Later, my father found that the crypt was not only too large, but also very deep, and he dug day and night for several days, but he was still not allowed to stop working, until a crypt was said to have been dug later, so he asked my father to take someone to explore the deep direction for reference. ”

"Did the old man go down into the crypt?"

"Well—" Wang Ping'er replied softly, a touch of gloom hit her face, and she paused for a moment before continuing to tell in a low voice: "That crypt is three or five zhang deep, and the soil becomes soft, so it digs faster, but it still digs down more than thirty zhang deep.

A man knocked down with a pickaxe, and a large part of the bottom of the cave collapsed, and several men fell into it together, and they didn't even hear a shout, and they didn't know where they fell, and the people who were still alive at the bottom of the cave were frightened and stupid, and hurriedly jumped into the basket, and shook the bell frantically, shouting that the people at the entrance of the cave pulled them up.

As soon as they came up, they all collapsed to the ground, and first they were whipped before the officers in charge of the work began to speak, but they refused to go down even if they were alive or dead, and they all said that they had dug too deep, and that the black hole was bottomless, and they dug up to the road of the Yellow Springs in the underworld. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Ping'er stopped with some fear and raised her eyes to look at Guo Yu.

Guo Yu's heart was shocked, and when Wang Ping'er's mood eased up, she nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"Those officers and soldiers are all murderous and unblinking, where will they believe their words, just if they are lazy and lying, regardless of another whip, the workers lie on the ground and refuse to go down, an officer starts to be ruthless, grabs the foot and neck of a laborer, and is about to throw him into the hole alive, but at this time, at this time-"

Wang Ping'er's sideburns were oozing sweat slightly, her chest was rising and falling violently, and her voice began to tremble a little.

Wang Ping'er drank a large bowl of warm water, sweated profusely, clenched the corners of her clothes with both hands, and her face was pale, as if she was afraid of something.

Guo Hua guessed that something terrible must have happened, originally such memories were very bad for a girl's family, in the past, Guo Hua must have told her not to say any more, but now this matter is very important, and she has to be wronged.

Wang Ping'er rested for a while and pursed her lips vigorously.

At that moment a dark wind suddenly rose from the bottom of the cave and blew on the officer, who shook off and fell to the ground, and died without a snort, along with the hard labor he was carrying.

The officer was burly and strong like an ox, but as soon as the wind blew, he died, and the people on the construction site were so frightened that they scattered and fled, and even the officers and soldiers who were overseeing the work were also frightened, and one by one hurriedly put on their hats and swords, and ran to report to their superiors. ”

"And then?"

Later, they felt that the ice pickers had been dealing with ice all the year round, either in the ice cave or in the ice cellar, and the yang energy could withstand the yin energy at the bottom of the cave, so they called their father and a few Ling people to go down and have a look.

My father took people to the crypt, and the people who knew each other immediately surrounded him, and they knew that it was useless to persuade them, so there were officers and soldiers standing behind them with knives and staring at it, and this crypt must go down, so they told my father what they saw one by one, hoping that he could have some music in his heart.

Some said that there was a lot of black mist pouring out of the cave at that time, and it was extremely cold; some said that it was not black fog, but that it was a ghost who had died unjustly, and that it was a ghost who had killed the officer and the laborer, and some people echoed it at that time, saying that it had really dug up to the road of the Yellow Spring in the underworld, and that the unjust soul had taken the opportunity to run out, and some simply said that they had heard the ghost howling from the cave at that time, and they were scared to death; some said that the workers who had fallen to death had turned into terrible ghosts, and they had fallen to death but did not know that they were dead, so they ran out like crazy and happened to crash into the officer.

There was a lot of noise among the people, and a few officers came and scolded a few words, and everyone quieted down.

The father understood that everyone was suffering, thanked them for their kindness, told them to retreat far away, and then he arrived at the entrance of the cave.

Before I had time to look down, there was a cold air that penetrated my father's body, my father had been an ice picker for decades, and he was playing on the ice with his grandfather when he was a child, and he was not afraid of the cold, but the cold made his father shiver in his heart.

I remember that when my father came back that night, he was also afraid, saying that he only felt that even his soul was frozen. ”