"Walk with me on the last journey."

Liu Bei, who was dressed in a dragon robe, stood in front of the majestic hall with his hands behind his back, looked at the civil and military hundred palaces of His Highness, and said softly.

Huang Xiaowei stood behind him alone, wiping his tears and nodding vigorously.

He can't change anything, so he can only accompany him, accompany Liu Bei, and finish the last journey of his life.

"Okay, I'll accompany you, Lao Liu, I'll accompany you."

Liu Bei smiled contentedly, and in the next moment, the dragon robe shook, and in the sharp voice of the eunuch, Liu Bei, the king of Hanzhong, walked into the hall behind him, and Zhuge Liang and other military generals walked into the hall one after another.

"Your Majesty!" In the main hall, the officials bowed their heads and saluted their lords, oh no, to their majesty.

Liu Bei, who was sitting on the dragon chair, accepted the audience of the ministers, and waved his hand, "You Aiqing are flat." ”

is the emperor, he Liu Xuande is the emperor!

The vendor who used to weave mats and sell shoes now sits on the dragon chair and has become a real emperor.

But there was not much joy on his face, only deep, just complex.

Looking at the ministers who bowed their heads to worship His Highness, and looked at Huang Xiaowei who was smiling with tears beside him, Liu Bei's eyes turned to the outside of the hall, and to the blue sky and white clouds outside the hall.

"Bang bang!" The two white doves fluttered their wings and flew quickly towards the high school, leaving two lines of white phantoms in Liu Bei's eyes.

"Huh." Liu Bei smiled softly, sitting on the dragon chair, he held his head high, and said slowly in a voice that could only be heard by him and Huang Xiaowei, and slowly showed off softly to the mortal enemy who was long gone.

"Cao Apu, have you seen it? Liu Da'er is the emperor, Liu Da'er has done what you haven't done in your life, hehe, I won, I won you again, I won you again. ”

"But it's not enough, but these are too few, in this life, you have won me far more times than I have won yours, but it doesn't matter," Liu Bei bowed slightly, and his cloudy old eyes revealed infinite yearning, "But it's okay, we will be able to meet soon, wait for me, wait for Liu Da'er, don't forget, why do you two have to continue fighting." ”

Huang Xiaowei, who was in tears, buried his head in his chest and cried silently, he is going to witness history again, he has witnessed history again, but this history is ....... It's too cruel.

In 221 AD, Liu Bei was on the throne of the Jin Emperor in Chengdu, the country name was "Han", the year name was Zhangwu, and in the same year, the soldiers and horses accumulated for decades were raised, totaling more than 700,000 troops, to crusade against Eastern Wu.

For a time, the land of China was once again plunged into the flames of war that covered the sky.

This is Liu Bei's last battle in this life, he must go, and it is impossible for him not to fight this battle, revenge, he must take revenge, not to mention that as long as he can destroy Eastern Wu, he can also compete with Cao Wei with the land of Wu Yue.

Of course, Liu Bei knew that he would lose this battle, and he knew that it was impossible for him to unify the world in his life, but he still had to go, and he still had to accept the judgment of fate.

It's like a yellow nest, knowing that it can't be done, but you still have to give it a try, but you still have to fight against the sky to see what kind of result you can spell.

For Huang Xiaowei, all he can do is to stay by his side, watch his friends with his own eyes, and step by step towards the end of history, the fateful ........ Terminal.

........

"Xiaowei, do you think I'm stupid, knowing that I will be defeated, but I still want to die?" The night before the army set out, Liu Bei asked Huang Xiaowei with a smile.

Huang Xiaowei said with red eyes: "Don't be stupid, you're not stupid at all, Lao Liu, what you did is right, Dongwu should teach a good lesson, they killed the second master and killed the third master, if you don't avenge them, then you won't be Liu Bei." ”

Liu Bei pinched his beard and smiled lightly, "Yes, I also think this is the truth, although Shu Han has no chance to dominate the world after this battle, but ......." Liu Bei smiled helplessly, with a little more crystal in his eyes, "But three points of the world will eventually return to Jin, such an ending is unacceptable to me, and I can't agree with it, I would rather give this world to Cao Apu's descendants than to that Sima Yi." ”

Liu Bei sighed deeply, "There's no way, this is history, God is joking with us." ”

"I've been fighting for so many years, I've been fighting for so many years, and I've been fighting for so many years, but in the end, I still can't get anything, I can't get anything, Wang Tu's hegemony is just a dream, but we are all deeply trapped in this beautiful dream, and we never want to wake up, I'd rather die all the way than wake up."

When the words fell, Liu Bei's thin shoulders trembled, he rubbed his face, choked and muttered, "But I woke up from this dream, Cao Apu, that old thing is the same as me, he also woke up, and we don't want to continue to have that dream of hegemony." ”

"Actually......" Liu Bei's tone was bitter for an instant, "Actually, if it is possible, we would rather have another dream," looking at Huang Xiaowei, Liu Bei whispered softly, "We would rather have a carefree family dream, sleep in that dream forever, and never wake up again." ”

"Old Liu......" Huang Xiaowei cried.

When the words fell, Liu Bei closed his eyes heavily, "Accompany me to the end, accompany me through this last road, and by the way....... Witness the final ending of my Liu Xuande, hehe, that is really a sad ending. ”

"Okay." Huang Xiaowei nodded tearfully, his fists clenched very tightly, but in the end he finally loosened.

Get used to it, really get used to it.

He was just a witness all the time, he was just a ....... Witness to history.

........

Huang Xiaowei did it, and during the last period of his life, he was always by Liu Bei's side, and he also saw Liu Bei's ending with his own eyes.

He watched him lead an army of 700,000 to march by water to defeat Eastern Wu.

He watched the Jiancheng Zigui, which was captured by the Shu army in less than three hours.

He watched the high-spirited old man ride his horse and rush to kill, and he watched the peerless Liu Xuande break through the 100,000 army of Eastern Wu.

He watched, he watched silently, he silently watched history become reality in his eyes.

At last....... He saw a fire, a sky-high fire that burned from the depths of the Yiling Mountains, burning from the 700-mile company camp of the Shu army.

........

In the sea of fire, in the barracks where the soldiers screamed and fled, Liu Bei, who was wearing pajamas, stood alone in the company camp that was in flames, watching his soldiers being burned to ashes by the fire, and watching the soldiers and horses he had accumulated over the years disappear with this fire.

At that moment, Liu Bei stood in the sea of fire in a daze, holding his back, his messy and gray hair, gently fluttering in his ears with the wind.

He looked alone, at the fire all over the mountains, at the fleeing soldiers all over the mountains, and the scorching fire shone brighter and brighter on the wrinkled old face.

The burning banner of Shu, the burning soldiers of the Shu army, and the burning dream.

Tears fell, and Liu Bei, who was in his last years, stood in the fire, silently leaving two lines of tears.

The restrained figure in the sea of fire, in the countless screams of escape, the old man who was silently crying was left with only a thin and weak back to the world.

This fire was the end of his imperial dream.

Huang Xiaowei behind him knelt on the ground with a puff, and with tears in his eyes, he called out to the old man in front of him with a trembling voice, "Lao Liu." ”

Liu Bei suddenly looked back, and under the raging fire, what he showed Huang Xiaowei was a face full of ravines and full of sadness.

"Xiaowei, it's over, this life is coming to an end."

.........

In the White Emperor City.

Liu Bei, whose hair was snow-white and exuded a strong lifeless aura all over his body, lay weakly on the sickbed.

At this time, there were three people standing beside him, Liu Chan, Zhuge Liang, and Huang Xiaowei.

Looking at his obese son, looking at him who was still holding a small toy in his hand, Liu Bei, who was lying on the sickbed, smiled sadly, "Zen'er, have you done all the homework that your father left for you?" ”

Liu Chan wiped his tears and nodded, "Father, the emperor and his sons have done it." A cold sweat welled up from the fat hand holding the small toy.

Liu Bei smiled, "Then can you tell your father, what is the homework that your father asked you to do?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Chan was stunned, and the small toy in his hand was inadvertently frightened.

Liu Bei didn't say anything when he saw this, just waved his hand and said, "Go out, you and Kong Ming both go out, I'm tired and want to rest for a while." ”

"Kong Ming." Before leaving, Liu Bei suddenly stopped Zhuge Liang, who was leaving, and said a word lightly.

"If the heir can be supplemented, then he will be supplemented, and if he is not talented, then the king can replace him."

"Your Majesty!" Hearing this, Zhuge Liang knelt directly on the ground and cried loudly, "The minister will not do it, the minister will definitely do his best to assist His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and complete the great cause of unification." ”

Liu Bei smiled helplessly, "I'm telling the truth, why are you doing this?" Alas, that's it, let it go, I don't want to care so much anymore, step down. ”

"No." Zhuge Liang, who was frightened into a cold sweat, trembled and withdrew from the hall.

When there were only Huang Xiaowei and Liu Bei left in the hall, his hair was snow-white, and he had reached his twilight years, and the old man who had no power to stay in the world for a long time suddenly smiled slyly, "After saying that sentence just now, Kong Ming will only have these eight words left in his life." ”

Huang Xiaowei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and puffed up, "You and Lao Cao's hearts are so bad, and you have to torture others when you die." ”

Liu Bei sighed, "After all, this is my family business, after all, it is my son, it is better to be happy than to collapse in the middle way, and die before the great cause is taken, it is better to live one more year." ”

"I know his loyalty, but do you still have to have the necessary beatings, the emperor's methods are nothing more than that." Liu Bei sighed long.

But when he said that, his cloudy old eyes became more and more dim, and the faint fire of life struggled in the wind.

The old man trembled and stretched out his big weak hands and put them in front of Huang Xiaowei, who hurriedly held Liu Bei's hands that were already getting cold.

His mouth was wide open, his chapped lips open, and the empty and faint, but searching, words came out of his mouth.

"Xiaowei, I'm leaving, I'm going to the Netherworld to find that old thing Cao Apu."

Tears poured down, and Huang Xiaowei, who knelt in front of Liu Bei, held Liu Bei's increasingly cold hand and cried loudly.

"Xiaowei, after I die, you can bury me next to the grave of that old thing, let the two of us, let us be neighbors, and we can be companions when we go to the underworld," the old man smiled stupidly, "I have to bother him, I have to continue to bother him." ”

"You said that old thing, you said that old thing is missing me, he has to die of boredom? You said that without me by that old thing's side, he wouldn't have to be bullied to death, just him....... With his three-legged cat's kung fu, what is it enough to do, which time, which time was not I saved him? ”

Liu Bei smiled and said to Huang Xiaowei: "Don't look at that old thing, it's very smart, but he sometimes makes stupid mistakes, just when he just had a craniotomy, if I hadn't reminded him to take medicine every day, if I hadn't accompanied him to do rehabilitation exercises every day, wouldn't he have died a long time ago?" Without me, that old thing wouldn't even be able to take medicine. ”

Liu Bei's face showed a smug smile, "And let me tell you, his chess game is really stinky, before, it was all me who let him, otherwise that old immortal would flip the table as soon as he lost, and then I would beat him, and then the two of us would beat the head and bleed again, and the spitting stars flew all over the sky." ”

On the sickbed, Liu Bei nodded lightly, "It was like this before, and it will be like this in the future, I have to annoy him, I have to watch him, I have to continue to fight with him, continue to quarrel with him." ”

Before the first generation of heroes died, they said nothing else, what he never forgot was another hero, the person who had already died of illness.

That person was his lifelong enemy and the most unforgettable person in his life.

He can't forget him, and he can't forget him in this life.

Cao Apu, my mortal enemy, my old friend, Liu Daer can't forget you, Liu Daer can't bear you, so Liu Daer is going to find you, Liu Daer is going to find Cao Agui.

When you get to the underworld, why don't you continue to fight, why don't you continue to argue, why don't you continue to fight!

And then....... And then in the next life, just be a pair of real, real, real....... Friends.

Liu Bei, who had only the last trace of the fire of life, turned his head slightly, looked at Huang Xiaowei who was crying bitterly beside the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaowei, you said that in the next life, why can we still meet in the next life?" ”

"Yes, surely!" Holding Liu Bei's big hand, Huang Xiaowei put his face on Liu Bei's big wrinkled hand and nodded vigorously.

"Really? If we could meet again in the next life, it would be ...... But it's wonderful. A trace of peace crawled across Liu Bei's face, and the next moment, he closed his eyes.

A final whisper sounded softly from his mouth.

"Cao Apu, Liu Da'er........ It's coming, Liu Da'er is coming..... I'm coming for you. ”

When the words fell, Xiao Xiong's hand slipped weakly from Huang Xiaowei's palm, and the faint rise and fall of his chest disappeared.

"No ——!" A heart-rending cry sounded, and Huang Xiaowei knelt beside Liu Bei's bed and cried loudly.

But when he cried enough, when he looked at the old man lying on the bed in front of him again, Huang Xiaowei was suddenly stunned, because he saw, he saw....... Liu Bei's face was full of smiles and ...... Full of smiles.

Looking at this scene, Huang Xiaowei sat down on the ground, and at this time, he couldn't help laughing, because at this moment, the voices of the two people echoed in his ears, and the quarrel between the two old immortals echoed as before.

"Damn, Liu Da'er, you old bastard didn't steal chess pieces, take them out for Lao Tzu!"

"Ahh It's just down, it's down, where are there so many reasons! ”

"Damn, you bring it out for me!"

"Ahh

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I'm going to kill you too!"

"Take it out!"

"Don't take it!"

"Why don't you go to see Lord Yama!"

"Damn, why don't you go together!"

"Hehe, okay, then why don't you ........ Let's go together. ”

"Hmm."

looked at the two figures in front of him who were scuffling together as before, and looked at the two kind old men in front of him who were standing side by side in front of him.

Huang Xiaowei's eyes were full of tears, and he whispered, "I've been fighting all my life, this time, don't fight." ”

"Huh." Liu Bei Cao Cao looked at each other and smiled, and then the two of them raised their right hands at the same time, and said with a smile: "Xiaowei, see you again in the next life." ”

The next moment, their bodies were illusory, and in the next moment, they turned into a rain of light.

Tears blurred Huang Xiaowei's vision, and the light and rain in the sky made him unable to open his eyes, but at this time, he clearly saw that in the light and rain in the sky, two old men and two heroes, shoulder to shoulder, stepped on the golden light in the sky, laughed and walked into the distance.

Huang Xiaowei's body shook and fell to the ground.

He fell into a deep sleep, with only a relieved smile in the corner of his eye.

"Yes, that's ....... That's good. ”

In 223 AD, Liu Bei, the Zhaolie Emperor of the Shu Han Dynasty, died of illness in the White Emperor City.

On this day, the sky was snowing heavily.

said goodbye to those two lifelong rivals, lifelong rivals, and lifelong ....... Friend.