"The urgent military book came in the middle of the night, and the opening strings and orchestras urged each other again. Shenyang has been rested and reviewed, and has hugged Gillian a few times. ”

- "Mourning Shenyang" II.

On September 18, 1931, it seemed to be a day that was no different from usual, but the wind was very strong.

But on that day, the sky was a thunderbolt, yin and yang were reversed, and 30 million people in Northeast China were instantly reduced to slavery.

Overnight, two lives as a human being.

The woman who was originally as gentle as jade pushed open the wooden door in a panic today and shouted to the man in the inner hall, "Young marshal! Northeast...... Dead. ”

The man, known as the young marshal, did not speak, but gently put his index finger to his lips and returned his gaze to the stage.

The white-faced and colorful flowers danced, and the tone was frustrated, "Qingxi is full of Xinyi trees, not as good as Dongfeng peach and plum flowers." ”

The peach blossom fan is singing on the stage, which is beautiful.

The young woman stepped forward gently, but saw that the traces of two lines of tears on the young handsome face had already been crossed and had dried up.

Suddenly, someone in the darkness asked, "Do you regret it?" ”

Zhang Xueliang did not answer, but followed the tune on the stage and sang gracefully,

"I saw him rise up a tall building, I saw him feast guests, and I saw his building collapse."

The young marshal closed his eyes, not wanting to see the scarlet in his eyes.

The purple qi turned again and turned to the Tang Dynasty.

No dynasty has ever been so low-key and luxurious as the Tang Dynasty.

"Zizhi Tongjian" has a saying: "From the opening of the far gate to the west to the Tang realm, where there are 12,000 miles." "To show that the Rong people are not for a journey of thousands of miles.

There is the prosperity of all countries coming to the dynasty, and there is also the magnificence of clouds and clothes.

In the southeast corner of Chang'an, a girl raised her head, and in front of her was a gentle and elegant scholar in green shirts.

The scholar lowered his head, used a branch as a pen, and wrote the words "riverside willow" on the ground, and the girl pondered slightly and replied softly,

"Emerald even the barren shore, smoke into the far building."

"The shadow paves the spring water, and the flowers fall to the fisherman's head."

"The root is an old Tibetan fish cave, and the bottom of the branch is a passenger boat."

"Xiao Xiao's stormy night, frightening dreams add to sorrow."

The scholar lowered his head in surprise, and the girl looked at him stubbornly, as if there were stars shining in her eyes.

That year, Wen Tingjun accepted Yu Youwei as a disciple and taught her to compose poems.

That year, Yu Youwei was eleven years old.

It's been three years.

The girls of that year were slim and elegant, but the scholars of that year went far south.

The girl was slim, but he was dying of old age and didn't want to miss her life, so he entrusted her to a friend named Li Yi. Li Yi is personable and talented, and he was the champion of that year.

But Wen Tingjun didn't know that this friend failed to fulfill his responsibilities, and he didn't know that the girl ended up on the streets, which was extremely miserable.

The girl became a Taoist aunt in the Taoist temple, and she also became a "fish mystery".

- Easy to ask for priceless treasures, rare to have a lover. ——

The three-year wait was just a dream, and the meeting nine years ago might have been just a mistake.

One night later, a new sign hung on the temple.

"Fish mysteries and poems are waiting to be taught."

Overnight, Chang'an was alarmed, and the Taoist temple was full of cars.

Six years later, she looked at the starry sky outside the prison and couldn't help but think of her first encounter.

"Do you regret it?" Someone else said that in the dark.

The woman didn't say a word, just closed her eyes.

Thinking of the tired world, no longer a teenager.

Died at the age of twenty-six.

The purple qi moved forward again, this time spanning seven hundred years.

In the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms, heroes competed for power.

Or this Chang'an street, there are BMW carved cars, and there are bells and drums playing music.

Graceful and solemn, Rui Qi is full of energy.

There are nine people who ride the car, come from the east, and there are famous tiger armies on the left and right.

Nine is the extreme, and the nine times are called the honor guard of the Son of Heaven, but the man on the sedan chair is not the honor of the ninety-five.

But he didn't care, and even smiled.

For after this day he will be the Son of Heaven.

But a white steed came from the west, and immediately the general was majestic. The man smiled and was about to greet him, but a halberd passed through his chest.

"The great thief of the country also dares to peep into the position of the artifact, and Benhou is unwilling but has to kill his relatives in righteousness."

As if just to convince himself, the general who followed the majestic man did not look at him more, but stopped the beauty next to him with one hand and walked away.

The man collapsed in a pool of blood and reached out to cry for help, but the intense pain in his body kept him speechless.

"Do you regret it?" Some people still ask about this figure who dominated the world a moment ago.

Dong Zhuo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the faintness had already hit his mind and fell into a long darkness.

A wave of anger rose in his heart, and this time he didn't wait for the purple qi to burst out, so he took it to break the reincarnation first.

This time it's the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period.

There were two people in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period, and their names have been immortalized.

One is surnamed Zhuang Zhou, and is respectfully called Zhuangzi.

One is surnamed Hui Mingshi, and is respectfully called Keiko.

One is the most outstanding philosopher of Taoism after Lao Tzu, and the other is the founder of the famous family.

Zhuang Zhou was not hired by King Chu Wei because he advocated freedom, and only served as a lacquer garden official in the Song Kingdom in his life. It is known as the "proud official of the lacquer garden" in history.

Hui Shi was the main organizer and supporter of the rebellion against Qin, and he suggested that Qi and Wei should respect each other as kings.

They are rivals and friends.

Keiko likes to lean under the tree and talk highly, and when she is tired, she leans against the tree and groans. Zhuangzi was unaccustomed to this attitude, but he was often dragged by Keiko to talk under the plane tree or go for a walk in the fields.

One day, on a bridge, Zhuangzi pointed to the fish downstream of the bridge and sighed, "Perch swims calmly, it is the joy of fish." ”

Keiko said: "Zifei fish, the joy of knowing fish? ”

Zhuangzi said: "The son is not me, and I don't know the joy of fish?" ”

Keiko said: "Fish, your grandmother has a leg, and she will give you another chance to think, is this still not the joy of fish?" ”

Zhuangzi looked at the AK47 rifle in Keizi's hand and bowed slightly, and said, "It's the joy of fish." ”

Ziqi couldn't stand someone's tampering, and the swimming fish flew out of the water, and gave Keiko two slaps, and the picture rippled, and time passed ten years later.

At that time, Huizi had passed away, and Zhuangzi was buried, and when he passed by Huizi's grave, he turned back to his followers and said, "The people of Chu Guoying pinched Baishi, and a drop of mud as big as a fly's wing was splashed on the tip of his nose, and he asked a stone to cut it off for him." The craftsman swung his axe, whirring, and chopped it down, completely removing the small drops of mud, and his nose was not damaged in the slightest, and the face of the Yingren did not change as he stood. When Song Yuanjun heard about this, he brought the stone to the stone and said, "Try it for me." He said, 'I used to be able to sharpen, but my opponent is already dead!' 'Since my husband died, I have no opponents, I have no one to talk to!' ”

Huizi is also Huishi. When Hui Shi died, Zhuangzi closed his eyes tightly, did not look at the left and right, and did not speak before and after.

When asked, Zhuangzi replied, "Since the death of my master, I have nothing to do, and I have nothing to say!"

They have been rivals all their lives, but they are also friends until death.

And the swimming fish flew up to the green earth wrapped in purple gas, and a shadow fell on a mountain lake in the sky.

There was not only its shadow in the lake, but also two other people.

Bo Yazi period.

One is Yu Boya, who is good at playing; One is the Zhongzi period, good at appreciation.

When Boya was playing the piano, he thought of Gao Shan in his heart, and Zhong Ziqi said, "Okay! It's like the majestic Mount Tai stands in front of me! Thinking of flowing water, Zhong Ziqi said: "Okay, the sound of this piano is like a rushing river flowing through my heart!" ”

No matter what Boya thinks in his heart, Zhong Ziqi can accurately say what he thinks. After Zhong Ziqi's death, Boya thought that he could no longer find a bosom friend in the world, so he smashed his most beloved piano and stopped playing it for the rest of his life.

And here, the purple qi turned into a red fish for the last leap.

This leap jumped over time, jumped over the world, and jumped into the flood years.

There are three thousand guests in Hongchen Palace sitting upright in Zixiao Palace, Hongyun does not move forward or backward, listening to the sermon of the Dao Ancestor above and shaking his head, sometimes he dances when he is happy.

Dao Zu glanced at him lightly, but did not speak, and vaguely seemed to show a smile.

And as time passed, he was in the middle of a view.

There is a huge fruit tree in the Taoist temple, which is a ginseng fruit tree. The spiritual root ginseng fruit tree, which is open to the world, is harvested once in 10,000 years, and only 30 fruits are obtained. The fruit, "when you smell it, you will live three hundred and sixty years; Eat one and live for 47,000 years. But at this time, he grabbed and gnawed, four or five in a row, but it was of little use to him.

Yes, a Da Luo Jin Immortal like him, who is beyond time and space, is himself the same longevity as the sky, how can this ginseng fruit add him to his body.

"Without me, why are you still begging for food?" Zhen Yuanzi pretended to laugh sarcastically.

But he didn't expect that his words would come true.

The melodious bell rang between heaven and earth, suppressing the four escapes of earth, fire, feng shui.

The red gourd turned into a sky full of red sand and ruptured the entire heavens and the earth, but a giant claw of the sky still tore his chest.

There was also a rolling river of blood that flooded all his vision, and only an extremely faint purple qi carried him through the chaos and into the netherworld.

Heaven and earth are repeated, and the world is reincarnated.

Through the mountains and rivers of the Warring States, through the banks of small rivers in the Spring and Autumn Period, through the wars of the Three Kingdoms, and through the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

There was also the war in the early Republic of China, and finally the child died in an ordinary room.

There are immortals, musicians, saints, powerful ministers, Taoist aunts, warlords, and ordinary people.

Li Zehua opened his eyes from reincarnation, as if he was in another world.

And at this moment, Li Zehua stepped into the realm of the yang god of the land immortals.

The big chapter is presented. I have a lot of thoughts in writing this chapter, because I have to bury a pit, and if I don't bury a pit well, it will become a mine and blow myself up. If there is a pit, there must be a metaphor. I think of the Eight Immortals, and I also think of the "men, women, old, young, rich, noble, poor, and cheap" they represent. "Thinking of the long river of history, and in the long river of history, there are also several people who have turned into koi fish and leaped in front of them. Good sleepiness, sleep sleep. Good night.