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Fusheng's father was an important minister in the court, and he lived in the temple because he offended the powerful and degraded the barbaric frontier, and he was depressed and depressed for a long time and couldn't afford to travel to Xianyou, so I opened an inn in the city to make a living, and my name was floating. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info border town many military disasters, Rong Di deducted the pass to see the beacon fire thousands of miles wolf smoke in the sky, the imperial court weak army will be scattered and difficult to do anything, fortunately there are high walls and strong walls to temporarily protect the remnants of breath, the city is depressed and cold because it is the only inn, weekdays come and go more businessmen and soldiers, although poor but can also make a living, I am afraid that it is the name of the floating life, life is short is an illusory dream, until the city breaks the yellow sand outside the plug I am afraid that there are not many of my dry bones. "Boss, have a pot of wine." They all call me like this, I haven't heard my name for a long time, no one cares about the weak woman of this troubled world, maybe after tonight, this inn and this city will be a ruin, just as I can never remember the appearance of these guests, in my eyes they are after all passers-by in this life, and even I prefer to believe that they will not be long but a touch of yellow sand flying in this city. Still, I can remember what a person looks like, just because of disgust. The ruffian was a soldier defending the city, and every time he came, he wore that shabby and tattered armor, and what was left on the counter was a knife as dirty as the others, rusty and unused for a long time. "Charge two corners." He came and went every night, rain or shine, and as always, he mortgaged me with his sword, and I can't remember how much he owed, but I never asked him, and the most offended thing about the war was a soldier like him, and there was a disgusting frivolity in his obscenity and scoundrel, and I pushed the wine in front of him with his knife, and always buried my head in my reluctance to look at him. He always smiled at me, completely ignoring my contempt and disdain, and turned to see his back without the slightest blood, and I even hoped in my heart more than once that he would not come again tomorrow, just tomorrow at this time, and I would rather him die under Rong Di's sword than to live like this. He always sits in the corner of the wall, even if there is someone he will throw the knife on the table to scare away the guests, and then I realized that the position just saw the counter where I was standing, and he could drink the wine in the two corners until I closed, and the two out-of-town businessmen looked at me a few times and spoke lightly, and he punched and kicked the two people all over the ground looking for teeth, the tables and chairs in the inn were all over the place, and I shrank behind the counter and did not dare to squeak, at that moment he changed to another person, fierce as an angry rakshasa. The guests in the store were not surprised to see it, and some even high-fived and applauded, until he threw the two out of the store, sat back in the corner and continued to push the wrong cup as if nothing had happened. The ruffian did not shirk the corners of his mouth with a bohemian and frivolous smile, vulgar and people who didn't know him before talked about wine, and the vulgar talk was unbearable, nothing more than the waist of the girl in the green building in the city or the red luan high bed for a night**, he was familiar with it as if he was a regular visitor, and it became shameless in my ears, and how could the person who had to drink on credit be shameful. Sometimes he will tell strangers how to run for their lives, it is nothing more than to always wipe a handful of blood on the face of the enemy and pretend to be dead in the pile of dead, and wait until Ming Jin gets up again, and a few Rong Di heads go back to invite merit and exchange some loose money, and then spend all the money in the gentle village of Qinglou, so that the conversation can still win the applause of the whole house, looking at this group of shameless people, you know that this court is terminally ill. I can't remember how many times he broke things in my shop, but he always repaired the tables and chairs before leaving, and when he left, he stood outside the store and smiled at me, I avoided his gaze in disgust, closed the door but hesitated, I never understood why he had such a handsome face, but the disgusting smile was so clean, and his eyes were as bright as the moon in the desert. I don't remember how long I've been here, the wind and sand and the years have eroded the memory, just as this dilapidated city and my face are slowly aging, the merchants who come and go have never stayed in my heart, I still can't remember anyone's appearance, he will still appear rain or shine, but he is still so young and unruly. Drop the knife and bet on the two-cornered wine. In my memory, this is the only thing he has said to me, I have been saying it for more than ten years, like a tacit understanding, I began to slowly get used to preparing the two corners of the wine before the time of the day, and never thought of collecting money, he was as shameless and frivolous as ever, but the listeners around him changed one after another, and the same thing was still his bohemianism, I don't know when it started, and the ruffian who once made me shameful became the only waiting in my daily life. I have passed the age that he longed for, and the rouge could not hide the wrinkles and twilight, and I began to wonder if he came to me, whether it was because of the wine that he didn't have to pay for or me, at least listen to his words, the new girl in the green building in the city was far more amorous than me. Rong Di attacked the city at night, broke the army, and slaughtered the city, he kicked open the door of the store and broke in with a knife, and couldn't help but say that he grabbed my hand and rushed out, killing the enemy and pushing me on the horse, he hugged me in his arms and galloped out of the city, the first time I could hear his heart beating loudly on his back of the horse, and the blood on his face dripped on the back of my neck. The enemy army led the horse to chase, the arrow rain behind him roared, he whipped and kept cutting the soldiers to kill the generals, the enemy was like a broken bamboo, the back was faintly painful, like a sharp light, I gritted my teeth and was silent, ran to the valley outside the city, the two mountains between the road can accommodate one person, he dismounted and stood with a knife and pointed to the sheep intestine trail behind him. "This road goes out of the valley to the west, and you can take a raft across a river." "You're not leaving?" I was stunned. "I can't go." In the distance, the horse's hooves broke through the night and the fire gradually approached, he held the knife in the valley mouth and did not move like a mountain, the arrow feathers behind him did not enter the body and penetrated the chest, I think he really couldn't go, escort me out of the city He was hit by an arrow in the morning, and he didn't listen to his words all the way, my heart had not throbbed for many years, and at this moment it began to melt with the blood in his chest. He knew how to retreat more than anyone else, and he didn't retreat to save me, so I walked behind him and helped him break the arrow. "I can't pull it out." He pressed the back of my hand and smiled. I understand, he doesn't have the strength to hold on anymore, he doesn't plan to go with me, he wants to stay in this valley where he can't help me block the approaching Rong Di. "Why are you bothered?" I choked. "I owe you money for wine, and I pay you back today......" he smiled, like a bright night flower, the blood dripping from his chest made his waist straighter, and in a trance I felt that I had seen him somewhere. My name is Ye Qingyu. "I...... I know ......" His hand holding the knife shook, the corners of his mouth squirmed and smiled sadly, Jingwang under the moon seemed to have something to say, and suddenly heard Rong Di behind him shouting and neighing a group of war horses, he turned his head to hold the knife. "Let's go!" I was waiting for him to finish speaking, watching his back as resolute as a rock under the moonlight, the enemy vanguard had already swung his sword, and he slashed and killed people before crossing the valley, leaving two corpses behind. "Let's go!" He glanced back at me, this time not smiling, but with an extra deep wound on his leg, which he stuck to the ground to prop himself up. I hid my tears and left, only to hear the sword intersecting, the horse neighing, the howl, the raft to the shore, looking back to see the valley fire flickering and extinguishing, the sound of the sword endlessly, I exchanged two horns of wine for him to fight for his life, he is not bloodless, I have never seen it, because he left the blood to me, I knelt and cried on the shore and suddenly heard the night sky thunder, the sky thunder roared and fell in the valley, the whole night was illuminated as day, and the valley was silent in an instant. After many years of the Qingming Dynasty's territorial expansion, I returned to the land over there, and still opened an inn in the city, and my name was born. Every day, I warm the two corners of wine, and then look at the store, for many years I have been an old woman with temples as white as snow, I know that the soldier will not come again, but this habit can not be changed. Qingming drizzle. I took the wine and went to the unnamed valley where I saw him last, and there was a mound at the top of the valley where I had piled up a mound for him, and I thought that his fate would be buried in the earth, but I could not find his body when I returned, but the stream of the bay turned red for some reason. "Who are you worshipping here?" The people of the grain top come to me every year and ask curiously. "A friend." I sat trembling on the edge of the mound. "Why doesn't your friend have a name?" yes, I forgot to ask him what his name was, and I didn't know what to write on his tombstone all these years. ...... "This is perhaps the biggest regret of my life, and I put the wine in front of the mound without a word, no more, no less, just two corners." Who is he? The farmer looked at me with a sigh. A ruffian...... A ruffian who died here trying to save me. "I replied in a choked voice, until now I am willing to call him a ruffian, no longer disgusted, just because of kindness." Zhuo Valley has a dangerous terrain, and there are many heroes here. "I looked at the farmer who was talking, and I realized that this place was called Zhuo Valley." Soldiers can also save people? The farmer didn't seem to believe me, and lit a puff of dry smoke. Decades ago, Rong Di broke the city, it is said that there is a soldier standing at the bottom of the valley pass to resist the enemy, a man does not retreat from the valley mouth enemy corpses piled up like a mountain, the valley blood flowed into a river from that time, the valley stream turned red and never clear, the enemy will not dare to come forward to order the archer to shoot a volley, the soldier in the body of ten thousand arrows actually stood still, the battle was too tragic God could not bear the thunder in the valley, the enemy armor was all wiped out. "When I heard this, tears began to fall, and I knew that it was him, and he asked the farmer for a sickle and carved two lines of words on the tombstone that had been empty for decades. I heard that the soul of loyalty was buried outside the plug, and Zhuo Gu had no reason to go west. I drew my knife and broke my fingers, and the blood was smeared on the tombstone, just as bright as his smile was back then. Many years after the previous life, when I stood on the top of Mount Tai, I can still remember the protracted battle between man and god a long time ago, and I vaguely remember that it is where I am standing now, the man holding the seal and pointing at the sky with a sword and scolding, and he single-handedly sealed the Nine Heavens Gods. I ordered her to fight with the thirty-six generals of the Tiangang Thunder Department under the command of the Thunder Shadow, but she finally blocked the man's sword to save me, and I watched her disappear in my arms, but what could not be dispersed was my obsession. However, my golden armor at the head of the bridge made Meng Po dare not look at it respectfully, and sent Meng Po soup with both hands. "What's the trouble of God, she has entered the six realms of reincarnation, I'm afraid she can't remember who you are, even if Shenzun can stay with each other for generations, she can't remember what happened after all, Shenzun re-entered the reincarnation and suffered from the world, can I regret it?" I glanced at the Meng Po soup in my hand, and I forgot everything after drinking it, I am still the one who lives in the Shenxiao Jade Mansion, controls the Tiangang Thunder Department in the Bixiao Fanqi, and Si Sheng Si kills the supreme Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua True King, overlooking the mortal dust I am the Tianzun admired by all people. But I was actually afraid, I was afraid that her appearance would disappear in front of me as she did thousands of years ago, and I would rather give up the Divine Venerable and enter the six realms of reincarnation, because I firmly believe that sooner or later she will remember who I am. But gradually, I found that I didn't seem to be as persistent as I was at the beginning, hoping that Ye Qingyu could still remember me. As long as I can stay with her silently, it will slowly become my greatest consolation, and the only thing that remains unchanged is my oath engraved on the top of Mount Tai. The ages will live together until you remember who I am...... This life...... I forgot how many lives this is, she was relegated to the border with her family, she opened an inn named Fusheng, maybe she didn't know, I have always been by her side in this life, but she still doesn't recognize me, she doesn't even look at me squarely, I act arbitrarily in her inn just to get her attention, even if it is to look at me more, maybe she will slowly remember the past. I followed her to the border as a soldier, a deserter who knows how to spare her life, I always know how to save my life, I know that she is not ashamed of me, but only in this way can I stay by her side, if I die in vain, I will re-enter the six reincarnations, and in the next life I will do everything possible to find her in the vast sea of people, even if I meet again, I am only a stranger in her world. Just like in this life, she was a lonely innkeeper, and I was nothing but a disdainful ruffian in her eyes, and every night I went to her shop to pay two dimes on credit, hoping that she would look at me more, and I knew that she hated me, but fortunately, in this life she at least told me what her name was. Ye whispered. How could I have forgotten this name, the person for whom I have been with me for the first time in so many lifetimes, and it is a pity that she told me...... It's a pity she forgot to ask my name. As always, I poured the Meng Po soup in my hand into the Lethe River, and looked at Meng Po with a faint smile, if it was me who disappeared in the war between man and god thousands of years ago, I think she would do the same for me. "No regrets!" In the next life, I woke up from the dream and there were still undried tears in the corners of my eyes, and I wiped the dream with my handrail and became a little blurry, only remembering that in the dream I sat next to a grave and tears rained down, but I forgot who was buried in the grave. Push open the window of the bustling capital to see the bottom of the eye, the spring in March is pleasant, I walk the long street bluestone, the haze in the dream gradually dissipates away, I don't know when I opened an inn here at the end of the street, the green willow and red flower court in front of the hall is deep and ancient, and I look up and see the plaque engraved with two words. Floating. And the chic name of the store, oh, I remember, in my dream I really wanted to go to an inn, but I can't remember what the inn is called, now standing here vaguely familiar, there is an illusion of a previous life, I hesitated to step in, the inn is cold and scattered with some guests, I do the corner of the vacant shop Xiao Er politely came to greet. "What do you want?" "Dijiao Wine ......" I don't drink but I don't know why I blurted out, by the way, in my dream I really wanted to prepare Dijiao wine for a person, who is that person? I frowned, but I couldn't remember. Sitting in this position, I could just see the counter of the inn, the shopkeeper was quite young and had a handsome and clean face, and he looked up just to meet me. I blushed and avoided his gaze, looked around in a trance, and unconsciously drank all the two-cornered wine that was coming, and when I got up, I realized that I had forgotten to bring money when I came out. "Shopkeeper, can this hairpin bet on two corners of wine?" I took off my hair and asked the handsome young man apologetically. The corners of the man's mouth curled, and he smiled, uninhibited and uninhibited. He accepted me and smiled silently, and when I walked to the door of the store, I suddenly remembered that I had seen him smile like that in my dream, but I couldn't remember the person's appearance. "Shopkeeper, I don't know what your name is?" I turned back and asked curiously. The young man's hand holding the pen shook, and a drop of ink fell on the ledger, infecting a large area of long-lasting diffusion, and he hesitated. "Wen Zhuo."

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