Chapter 395: Ten Years of Life and Death—What's the Use of Reading? (Add two more to subscribe)
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"Boom~"
With a bang, the tall fat man's body exploded and shattered, and the plasma and flesh were scattered in the air, but it was not the credit of the sword, but the horror caused by the explosion of several yellow runes, Zhiqiu Yiye's head slowly stared at the stone slab from the ground, swept his eyes at the ground minced meat, patted off the dust on the floor above his head, stared at Ning Caichen's figure, and said in a deep voice: "Although you, a scholar who took advantage of the fire to rob and see death, did a good job this time, but I know that Qiu Yiye said that I will never let you go!" Ma Mi Ma Mi coax~, wind and fire thunder and lightning, five elements of thunder and fire ......"
The thunder flame condensed into a ball, and Zhiqiu Yiye suddenly glared at him, and shouted angrily: "Why don't you make a move?" Don't you look down on me! ”
"......" Ning Caichen, whose eyes were closed, shook his head silently, and said flatly: "This is what I owe you, why bother to stop it!" ”
"You obviously look down on my Taoism, hurry up, hurry up and read your poem that day to call me, I must teach you a lesson today~, phew~"
Zhiqiu Yiye said as he spoke, tilted his head suddenly, spit out a small pebble from his mouth, chewed his teeth, and raised his head with satisfaction without feeling anything anymore, and his body shook and instantly jumped out: "You pseudo-scholar, don't want to run!" ”
"Whew~" Ning Caichen exhaled deeply, looked at Zhiqiu Yiye who was blocking him, and prayed in a deep voice: "Can you let me go home first?" It's up to you to do the following! ”
"Who wants to ......" Zhiqiu Yiye waved his hand and was about to refuse, hoping to see the other party's melancholy and sincere eyes, he reluctantly let go, and said helplessly: "Let's go~ Let's go!" ”
"Thank you!"
"Hmph~" Hearing Ning Caichen's sincere thanks, Zhiqiu Yiye pursed his lips and snorted, and sneered after him: "You think that if you say this, I will let you go, there is no door!" I'll see what to say when I get to your house! ”
Ning Caichen didn't respond, just walked briskly with his back straight, and in the end, he threw his arms and ran up, until he stopped his eager pace until a remote corner, and slowly walked to a dilapidated mansion with his palms clenched, his fingers tapped on the door of the courtyard without a knocker, and he called out apologetically: "Mother~ Xiaolan, Ah Lang is back!" Open the door~! ”
The "......" house was silent for a long time, and Ning Caichen's eyes were even more worried, but he still called out again with a smile on his face: "Mother~ Xiaolan, Ning Caichen, the husband of the unscrupulous descendants, is back, open the door!" Mother! ”
"Mother~ Xiaolan, please open the door! Come here and open the door! ”
"Alas~, why is it so troublesome, isn't this broken door ......" called several times again and again, Zhiqiu Yiye, who couldn't wait to fight with him, couldn't help but be irritable, raised his palm forward and was about to push the door in, but he felt a cold body, and hurriedly stepped back and clenched the hilt of the sword behind him, and then reacted, retracted his palm and leaned against the stone square behind him depressedly: "You shout, shout, I'll wait, wait~ Okay!" ”
Ning Caichen was indifferent, knocked on the courtyard door again and called in a deep voice: "Mother~ Xiaolan, open the door, it's Ah Lang's fault that he hasn't returned home for so many years, Ah Lang doesn't dare to ask for forgiveness, please let Ah Lang ......"
"Squeak~" Before Ning Caichen finished speaking, there was a sound of a wooden door opening, but it was not Ning Caichen's door, but his opposite door, a cloudy and hunchbacked old man slowly leaned out, looked at the vague and hazy figure in front of him, and coughed in his mouth: "Cough~, who are you looking for?" Ahem~"
Zhiqiu Yiye scratched his hair, waved his arm and said, "Uncle, you are looking for the wrong person, it is the scholar who knocked on the door!" ”
"Ahem~, don't be so loud, although I can't see clearly with my eyes, but my ears~ Ahem is not deaf! Uh-huh~"
The old man coughed, Ning Caichen instantly ran to his side, supported his arm, and asked in a deep voice: "Uncle Xu~, do you still recognize me?" I'm Ah Lang, I'm Ah Lang! ”
"Alang?" Xu Laohan muttered to himself in confusion, thought for a moment with his half-blind eyes open, his body suddenly trembled, let go of his right palm holding the courtyard door, grabbed Ning Caichen's arm tightly, and said eagerly: "Ah Lang, you're back, you're back!" I'm back~ Ahem, I'm back! ”
Xu Laohan's old wrinkled and dry palm kept stroking the back of Ning Caichen's hand, and his mouth was also full of joy, and in the end, it was as if it had become a dream. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Ning Caichen nodded deeply, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Xu, where are my mother and Xiaolan?" Are they no longer home? Why didn't you answer for so long? ”
"Ahem~~, ahem~" As soon as Ning Caichen spoke, Xu Laohan just covered his chest and coughed, coughing breathlessly, the old face full of old man's spots and wrinkles turned red, until Ning Caichen patted his back to convey a trace of energy before he stopped coughing again, but he shook his head and sighed deeply, tremblingly took out a rusty but obviously often used key from his arms, pulled Ning Caichen's palm and patted it: "Alas~~, Ah Lang, you go in first to take a look, your mother thinks you think very much~." , go take a look~, take a look! Alas~~"
Xu Laohan shook his head and sighed while holding on to the courtyard door, Ning Caichen's face lost the last trace of blood, but he still nodded, and walked quickly to the door of his own courtyard with a trace of luck in his heart, and opened the courtyard door directly.
A lonely tomb stood quietly in front of the gate, although the surroundings were dirty and messy, there were signs of frequent cleaning, but the lonely tomb had no weeds, it was dazzling, Ning Caichen's cheeks slid down with tears, silently moved his stiff and heavy legs as heavy as thousands of mountains, and slowly walked to the simple carved bluestone tombstone, knelt heavily on the ground with a bang, and kept kowtowing and bowing.
Silence is better than sound, and all grief is only shown in the blood and tears that keep hitting and knocking, until a long time later, the body was little by little supported by Zhiqiu Yiye Xu Laohan, and comforted in his mouth: "Ah Lang, don't knock, your mother will not want to see you abuse herself like this!" ”
Ning Caichen's body paused, knocked his head three times again, stared at the tombstone, and said slowly: "Uncle Xu, when did my mother die?" And where is Xiaolan now? ”
"Alas~~" Hearing this, Xu Laohan sighed deeply, his body moved, Zhiqiu Yiye hurriedly and carefully supported, slowly came to the lonely grave and patted Ning Caichen's 'shoulder', and then felt wrong and was moved from his head by Zhiqiu Yiye's palm, patted it again, and sighed: "Ah Lang, not long after you left, your mother, my old sister just missed the illness and couldn't afford it." Alain, the body is also weak, just take care of your mother who has begun to call your name all day long in confusion, our villagers are also suffering, can only reluctantly respond, who knows that it has not been two days, your mother suddenly sobered up, and said that you will definitely come back, but now because of something delayed, I can't come back! Let's cough~~ cough! ”
Speaking of this, Xu Laohan coughed again, but it was the trace of energy transmitted by Ning Caichen that was exhausted because his body was exhausted by the exhaustion of his ageing body, until Zhiqiu Yiye, who had already begun to become a background, sent spiritual power again, stroked his chest and sighed again: "In this world, you also know that you, a scholar who has basically never traveled far, have run so far, we all thought that you were gone, and we thought that your mother was talking nonsense, so we didn't take it to heart. In the middle of the night, your mother dug a pit in front of your house when no one was around, and she lay there herself! ”
"Alas~" Xu Laohan sighed lowly, slowly sat down next to the grave, his palm kept groping until he touched a grass bud, and slowly pulled it out before he said again: "When we found out, your mother was already out of breath, we knew that she was going to watch Ah Lang go home, and she wanted to see you go home at first sight!" ”
"Hmm!" Ning Caichen gritted his teeth and responded lightly, blood and tears flowed blurry on his sand-stained face, and his clenched palms were also trembling and overflowing with blood. Asked with difficulty: "Uncle Xu, can you tell Ah Lang, how is Xiaolan now?" ”
"Alas~, I didn't want to tell you originally, but when you asked, I still couldn't help but want to say Xiaolan, this child, her life is hard!"
Xu Laohan sighed and sighed, turned his eyes to the door, and said in a low voice: "Xiaolan, this child married Ah Lang, you haven't enjoyed the blessings, you can't do anything, there are a few taels of strength on your shoulders, everything has to be done by your mother and her, and in the end, she left them and disappeared for so long, she washed her face with tears all day and took care of your mother, that day the old man saw her coughing up blood, and she didn't let me tell others!" Alas~"
"Yes~ It's me I'm sorry Xiaolan, it's me who is useless!"
Ning Caichen wept and bowed his head, Xu Laohan sighed many times, but this time he sighed extremely deeply, pointed to the archway that Zhiqiu Yiye leaned on just now, sighed deeply and whispered: "After your mother died, Xiaolan, this child coughed up blood and kept filial piety for her for seven days, and her face was so white that she couldn't see a little red, if I hadn't found it early, the child would have gone with my old sister!" Speaking of which, it's my old man's fault, if I hadn't come home that day and helped clean up the house, not so many things would have happened! ”
"What's the matter?" God pity to see that Zhiqiu Yiye, who has been reduced to the background for so long, finally has the opportunity to make his voice heard, but he couldn't help but speak for him when he saw Ning Caichen's increasingly pale face.
"That day, the old man helped Xiaolan make a bowl of soup and rice, and I saw that her breath recovered a little after eating, so I thought about not disturbing her rest! Just go home and eat something by yourself and lie down and sleep! ”
Speaking of this, Xu Laohan's face was full of remorse and anger: "Who would have thought, in the middle of the night, I don't know when, the second dog who should be plagued sneaked into the courtyard wall, Xiaolan's girl is also Zhenlie, and when she saw that the situation was wrong, she didn't say anything, so she took the scissors in the cloth basket and died!" This chaste archway is still the people of the town, you and I made it up little by little, and barely built it. Alas~ The second dog who should be plagued is even more evil now! ”
"The second dog you mentioned is dead, and along with his accomplices, they were beheaded to death by Ning Caichen himself! It's karma! ”
"Really~?" Zhiqiu Yiye spoke solemnly, Xu Laohan's blurred eyes widened, and after seeing the hazy nodding action in front of him, he couldn't help but say excitedly: "Okay~ Okay, good kill!" It's long overdue! ”
"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.
Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window.
There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.
It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka! ”
Xu Laohan was excited, there was a sad sound in his ears, and the ink word rose into the sky and the world also exuded sadness, but all this made Ning Caichen even more angry, reached out and grabbed the cloth crown hat on his head, and his palm clenched and instantly turned into white light to disappear the world, and he roared and roared: "What's the use of reading~ What's the use, is it just reciting two broken poems?" Yes~? Reading - what's the use, you tell me, what's the use of reading? Yes!!! What's the use? ”