(ps: Nearly 6,000 words, two chapters in one, no cut, one update today.) ）

Youlong City is located south of Liangzhou.

It is only a thousand miles away from Chang'an, and it is the only place for Chang'an to go to Xuzhou.

Sometimes the time and place are too favorable compared to the so-called people and strength, relying on such a terrain, even in the most difficult years of the Great Zhou, such as Qingzhou and Chongzhou, the situation of starvation and death has never happened in Youlong City.

And so it is with many things in this world.

There are many people who are born destined to be high, and there are many people who are destined to pay unimaginable costs in order to catch up with that high spirit.

Meng Liang thought about this, took a bite, and bit off most of the meat filling of the bun in his hand.

The meat is fragrant, and it is much stronger than the steamed buns from the mountain.

One day, he wants to let everyone in Chen Guo eat such buns.

And before that, he needed to go to Linglong Pavilion and cross out the last name on his list.

Meng Liang made up his mind, stuffed the remaining part of the bun into his mouth, wiped the oil from his mouth, and set off again.

At this time, two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly walked to his table.

Sword Intent!

Meng Liang's heart shook, he keenly sensed the threat from the comer, and he subconsciously reached out to hold the sword he had placed on the table.

Swordsman.

Live for the sword, die for the sword.

His first lesson in learning art in Lishan was to hold a sword.

For this reason, it took him half a year to get Yan Qianqiu's recognition. And the sword grip has been in his blood and instinct since then.

Only this time, the sword he held handily in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't lift it.

He looked sideways, but saw that at some point, an arm was pressed on top of the sword.

Meng Liang raised his head and saw the appearance of the owner of the arm, a middle-aged man dressed in black, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a resolute face, he was a swordsman, a very powerful kind.

Just at a glance, Meng Liang's heart couldn't help but give birth to such thoughts.

There was also a young girl standing next to the man, petite, but extremely delicate, especially the purple pupils were even more bewitching, so that Meng Liang, who had never seen a woman since he left the mountain, subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Nice sword. The man's voice rang out at that moment, thick and steady. It is like the sound of a heavy sword being unsheathed and the blade of the sword sharpened through the scabbard.

Then the man and the girl sat down.

Meng Liang came to his senses from the girl's beauty, he realized his situation at the moment, his brow furrowed and he looked warily at the man who was really playing with his sword.

"Leaving the mountain?" the man seemed to be unaware of Meng Liang's vigilance, and he turned his head to look at Meng Liang and asked.

"Hmm. Meng Liang nodded, and his body arched at that time, like a bow with a full string.

"How is that little old man Yan Qianqiu doing?" the man asked again, his eyes narrowing suddenly, as if he was smiling.

Meng Liang was stunned for a moment, and most of the momentum that had just gathered was poured out at that moment.

The little old man?

Meng Liang has never seen anyone in this world who dares to call him his master like this, even those royal highnesses who have been fighting for the throne recently, and when they see his master, they have to respectfully call their seniors.

What is the origin of this man?

Meng Liang's brows furrowed, he knew that no matter who the other party was, but from the casual attitude he had towards calling the little old man, he was far from being an opponent, well, at least not now.

What's more, the sword intent he felt since the man appeared was also very accurate to illustrate this.

Meng Liang knew very well that the sword intent was deliberately released by the man.

He's telling him, you're no match for me.

"The tutor is fine. Thinking of this, Meng Liang straightened his attitude and responded respectfully to the man.

"Hmm. Take me to meet him. The man continued, with an unmistakable firmness in his usual tone.

"This..."Meng Liang suddenly made a difficulty. It was even more difficult for him to see his master, and the man who suddenly appeared wanted to see the kendo master with one mouth.

"It's okay, you just take me to Lishan, and he will come out to see me. The man seemed to see Meng Liang's concerns, and he spoke again.

"What do you want to see the master before?" Meng Liang's heart jumped when he heard this, and he became vigilant again, secretly saying that this man is not going to find trouble leaving the mountain, right?

"Make a deal. The man looked Meng Liang up and down, as if he was weighing something. Finally, he added. "Big deal. ”

Meng Liang was a little uncomfortable to be looked at by the man, and he thought that if it was the girl who looked at him like this, he would be happy.

But this man...

Isn't there a dragon and yang, right?

Thinking of this, Meng Liang was excited, stood up and said with a straight face: "The master is in the middle of the mountain, and he will not leave in a short time. There are still important things to do, so I will go first. ”

It was only when this body stood up that the girl on the side suddenly gave birth to her thin hand like white jade and pressed it on his shoulder.

Meng Liang's face turned pale, and he sat back on the table and stool again.

This girl looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was able to completely suppress the sword intent in his body.

Meng Liang thought about Fang Cai's seemingly ordinary remarks, but in fact... It's also an ordinary confrontation, and my heart is shocked and scared.

The girl's hand pressed on his shoulder, and he subconsciously gathered the sword intent around him to try to break free from the girl's shackles, but the sword intent he was proud of only touched the girl's hands slightly, and it collapsed like a tide... Speaking of which, it is not a confrontation, it can only be regarded as a rout.

"What's the matter, so urgent?" the man didn't seem surprised by this, he looked sideways at Meng Liang, and asked very kindly.

"Linglong Pavilion, find someone to fight. Meng Liangduan, whose shoulders were still aching, didn't dare to play any tricks in front of this man, so he hurriedly replied.

"Is it important?" the man asked again.

Meng Liang tilted his head and thought about it very seriously, and finally nodded heavily, "Very important." ”

"Time is okay, then I'll accompany you on a trip, and then you can take me to see Yan Qianqiu. ”

"Uh..."Meng Liang was speechless.

After all, he couldn't understand why he just ate two buns on the street, why he would burst out of a monster commensurate with his master's peers, and he had to pester him on the road with him, and the most hateful thing was that he didn't seem to be able to beat him at all.

"Senior, the road to Linglong Pavilion here is far away, a full 1,800 miles, you see, you are always a big man, busy with affairs..."Meng Liang stopped halfway through his words, and the girl next to the man suddenly handed him a look, murderous, cold as a front. Meng Liang closed his voice with interest, and as soon as the conversation changed, the smile on his face spread, like a spring breeze blowing willows and peach blossoms blooming.

"But this 1,800 miles, but the Central Plains is a prosperous place, the scenery is very good, the seniors are busy, but they also have to pay attention to a combination of work and rest, if the seniors do not dislike it, I can be the seniors one by one..."

The man looked at the disciple in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

This appearance made him think of another person.

He is also so sleek, but he has a sword hidden in his heart.

Eighteen hundred miles?

If you had come, it would only be a day or two, right?

He thought to himself.

......

Liangzhou, Dahuangcheng.

The people of the city are in fear these days.

The king of the Northern Frontier of the Sword Dragon Pass didn't know what to think, and he cowered in the pass and refused to fight.

Putting aside the case of the Mu family's rebellion, although Mu Ji is disabled, he even needs the help of an attendant to push a wooden wheelchair even when he walks.

But his attainments in the use of soldiers were recognized by the Great Zhou as terrible.

The fierce battle and the ever-changing use of soldiers are like gods, this is the impression left by the court and the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the nearly ten years when he was in charge of the Mujia Army.

No matter what kind of strong enemy he faced, Mu Ji always pursued the principle of taking the initiative to attack, and in the past ten years, he has defeated many fierce generals of the Great Xia Dynasty. But now he is unusual, and he has closed his door in the face of Cui Ting's several calls.

There are rumors in the market that his old illness will relapse and die soon. As soon as Mu Ji fell, the 200,000 Mujia army was leaderless, and the Stegosaurus Pass was in danger. After that, the first to bear the brunt was the big yellow city that crossed the pass between Chang'an and the stegosaurus.

Of course, the only person who can comfort the people in the city and those dignitaries in the court is Lin Shou, who is named the first guard in the world, General Lin.

The old general is a legend.

Although Zhu Xian can now be regarded as covering the sky with one hand in the Great Zhou Imperial Court, he dare not move only two people.

The first is the master of Tiance Mansion who has been missing for a long time, and the second is Lin Shou, a veteran of the battlefield who is over eighty years old.

The former is because he is afraid of the 30,000 Tiance army and the 3,000 white-robed scholars, while the latter is afraid of the world.

Yes.

Lin Shou's reputation among the people is really too good, so good that even if the people of the neighboring country of Daxia or Chen State mention Lin Shou's name, it will arouse everyone's praise.

With such a character, how dare Zhu Xian move?

In the past few days, the personnel of the Great Huangcheng General's Mansion have been frequently deployed, and several deputy generals under Lin Shou have been very busy, and several people have not closed their eyes for several days and nights.

Lin Shou's cultivation is not too high, even if he is already eighty years old, he can only leave the dust realm, and there is still a threshold away from the Great Yan Realm, and at his age, he has no hope of winning the Great Yan Realm in his life. The strategy is also surprising, and it is thousands of miles worse than the shepherd who uses soldiers like a god.

But only that one word is kept, when the real person is as his name, it can be described as dense and unventilated, and it is difficult to get in. Looking at the heroes in the world, no one dares to say that they can break his big yellow city.

He was cautious, and he had just smelled the unusualness of Mu Ji, and without waiting for the imperial court's order, he began to set up the garrison of Dahuang City.

A series of war reports about the front, or about Cui Ting, or about Mu Ji were sent into the mansion by the scouts, and the white-haired old general was draped in a thin blanket, coughing, while reading these documents carefully, sometimes frowning, sometimes closing his eyes in contemplation.

Lin Yuguo, who was waiting on the side, looked at his white-haired grandfather, and his mind was low.

It's not that he didn't persuade his grandfather, but the old general's temperament is very pouting, in the words of his father, who has long died on the battlefield, the old man pouted, and the emperor didn't dare to persuade him.

It's getting dark.

The meals delivered from the kitchen have been heated twice.

Lin Yuguo looked at Lin Shou with some concern.

The old general's health is not very good.

He's too old after all.

His body is getting worse, and his appetite is far less than that of the past.

Especially after the case of King Mu's rebellion, Lin Shou, who was the old department of the old King Shepherd, often washed his face with tears during that time.

Lin Yuguo didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that Lin Shou might not live long.

The pillar-like figure of the last pillar of the Great Zhou Dynasty is like a withered tree, which seems to be towering, but in fact it is crumbling.

But today, Lin Shou seemed to have a good appetite, and he had the kitchen prepare a sumptuous dinner party early. Thinking that his grandfather's health had improved, Lin Yuguo, who was overjoyed, also specially instructed the kitchen to make the food more delicious.

But who knows, this meal is hot and hot, and it has long passed the time to eat, but the old general is still obsessed with the text in front of him, and he has no intention of eating.

"Grandpa..."Lin Yuguo thought about it, but decided to remind Lin Shou, but before he said this, he met Lin Shou's round eyes.

Although the tiger is old, the tiger is still mighty.

Lin Yuguo was a spirit, only to realize that he had said the wrong thing.

Lin Shou governed the army strictly, even at home, but in the performance of official duties, he was commensurate with his military position.

Lin Yuguo didn't dare to displease the old general, so he hurriedly changed his words and said: "The general's dinner has already heated the kitchen twice, shouldn't I eat earlier..."

"Huh?" Lin Shou was stunned when he heard this, raised his eyes and looked outside the house, only to find that the sky had already darkened.

"What time is it?" he asked, but as soon as he spoke, his body was stunned, followed by a violent cough.

Seeing this, Lin Yuguo hurriedly stepped forward and carefully patted Lin Shou's back, trying to relieve his pain.

"It's past the unitary hour, and it's time to go. ”

Lin Shou coughed for a while, and then he eased up slightly. He shook his head and said helplessly: "It's old, it's useless." ”

When Lin Yuguo heard this, he looked at the old man in front of him, thinking that once upon a time he had also closed the mountain and crossed the lance, and a husband was not open. There was some pantothenic acid in my heart, and the few people who didn't take Lin Shou's words.

Lin Shou watched Lin Yuguo grow up since he was a child, and watched him go from waiting to be fed to getting married and having children, and then to his maturity and stability.

How can you hide the thoughts of your grandson from him?

He sighed again and asked, "Did the letter sent to Linglong Pavilion arrive yesterday?"

"Hmm. Lin Yuguo came back to his senses, and he hurriedly nodded. "I arrived yesterday, eight hundred miles is not far, and the best messenger was sent, and it should have arrived yesterday. ”

"That's good. The old general nodded, "Then let the food be served." ”

When Lin Yuguo heard this, he was overjoyed, and he was busy and ordered the attendants on the left and right to serve the meal.

After the arrangement was completed, before Lin Yuguo could speak, Lin Shou's voice sounded again.

"You all go down, the old man will wait by himself. ”

The attendants around him naturally didn't dare to disobey, and they all retreated at that time, but Lin Yuguo was a little hesitant, he inexplicably felt that today's Lin Shou was a little abnormal.

"Why? Do you think I'm too old to even eat by myself?" asked the old general, frowning.

How dare Lin Yuguo refute his grandfather, even if he was uneasy in his heart, he still slowly retreated with everyone.

Lin Shou, whose face was full of wrinkles, looked at his grandson, who was related to him, and his brows furrowed.

"Imperial Country..."

He suddenly opened his mouth the moment Lin Yuguo stepped out of the room.

"General?" Lin Yuguo turned his head when he heard this, and looked at the old man on the high platform with some doubts.

"Don't worry, grandpa can't die. ”

The old man's lion-like voice sounded, striking Lin Yuguo's eardrums.

He was stunned, but the old man lifted a chicken leg on the table and took a big bite of the tender chicken on it. It seems to be telling Lin Yuguo something.

Lin Yuguo, who is nearly thirty years old, suddenly smiled.

"Hmm. He nodded heavily.

There are already some vicissitudes of voice, quietly echoing in the palace.

......

After Lin Yuguo left, it was about half an hour.

A figure landed in front of the main hall of the General's Mansion like a ghost.

Through the shadow cast on the door, he could vaguely see the silhouette of the old general.

The visitor hesitated slightly, but finally took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"It is said that your method of stealing the Holy Gate and stepping on meteors is unparalleled in the world, eight hundred miles away, you have walked for a day and a half, if your ancestor knows about it, I am afraid that you will have to jump out of the coffin board and clean up your unscrupulous disciple. ”

Lin Shou, who was drinking and pouring himself in the hall, didn't look at it, so he said so.

It seems that Lin Shou had expected his arrival.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his early forties, with a stubble face, a little sloppy, and a strong smell of alcohol on his body, obviously a perennial alcoholic.

The man heard Lin Shou's sarcastic words, but he was not angry.

He grinned, closed the door and sat down in front of Lin Shou by himself, picked up the food in front of his desk at random, and ate it with the wine on the side.

While eating, he said vaguely: "The road is unfamiliar, and I took some detours." ”

"But the things in your general's mansion are really delicious, I knew that I didn't go to the Holy Gate to learn the art of stealing from Laoshizi, and followed you to make contributions, but now I have a group of wives and concubines. ”

Lin Shouyan smiled when he heard this, "If you turn back now, I can still recommend it to the imperial court, and it will not be a problem to be an official and a half-job." ”

When the man heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand, "That's not good, the affairs of the court are too complicated, and I can't do it alone." I'm fine with this now, and I'm at ease. ”

Lin Shou glanced at the man deeply at that time, and asked leisurely, "Is it really good?"

"......" The middle-aged man's gobbling movements paused imperceptibly, and then said, "It's really good." ”

The old general, who got this answer, didn't ask any more questions.

He silently watched the middle-aged man eat up the food on the table like a whirlwind, and it wasn't until he had an extremely indecent burp that Lin Shoufang's face straightened.

"I'm dying. As he said this, a terrifying light suddenly burst out of his cloudy eyes, staring straight at the middle-aged man.

"I know. The middle-aged man waved his hand and did not respond.

The old man didn't say anything, but he still stared at the man, and the light in his eyes turned from dazzling to hot, from hot to unquestionably resolute.

Under that gaze, the man finally softened.

He sat aside and said in a rare seriousness, "That's not good. ”

"I don't have a better way. The old man replied without backing down.

"Everyone dies... Sometimes, it's more terrible to be alive than to die...", the man didn't give up, trying to persuade.

"But if I die, what will happen to Da Zhou?

The question of "....." obviously asked the man's sore spot, and he fell silent, not knowing how to respond.

"Isn't the king of Northern Xinjiang still there? You know Mu Ji's ability. ”

"Of course I know Mu Ji's ability, but I know Mu Ji's nature even more!" The old man unceremoniously interrupted the man's words, at this moment, he was like a lion, even if he was dying, as long as there was still a breath, he could not be questioned.

I don't know if I felt the old man's determination, or if the truth in the old man's words was more thorough.

The man fell silent again.

And this time there was more silence than the last time, and it was more silent.

In the palace of Nuoda, except for the night breeze outside the house, there was no sound at all.

......

"You... Finally the man broke the silence.

He suddenly stood up and faced the old man, the light in his eyes flickering, extremely complicated.

"Hmm. The old man also stood up at that time, but his thin and stiff body was pressed in front of the man's eyes like Mount Tai at that time, and also pressed on his chest, making the man a little breathless.

The man sighed.

Then he stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the old man's shoulder.

He did this process very slowly and seriously, as if he were performing some kind of solemn ceremony.

His gaze became incomparably deep at that moment, like the endless night sky, but there were stars hidden in the dark chaos.

His mouth slowly opened.

After taking a deep breath, he finally said word by word at that time.

"Nope. ”

"Yes. ”

"Die. ”

......

In just three words, the man said it very hard. It's as if you've exhausted all the energy in your body before you spit it out.

And the words that should have been retained, but he also said it very heavily.

It's more like a farewell.

The corners of the old man's mouth suddenly lifted at that moment.

He gave the man a deep look and laughed.

"The thieves of the Holy Gate will not let me die. ”

"How dare I die?"