Zhaocheng was half sealed, and the order was given a period of three years, which was not only to convene the children, but also to notify the foreign students stranded in Zhaocheng to leave.

The world is in an uproar, and there is also a sense of confusion, it is really a hurry in the world, since the collapse of the Han Dynasty for decades, three changes a day, people are overwhelmed.

On the Yellow River, on the day of the great cold, the cold ice sheet from the north to the south, naturally do not see the boatman, Luo Chu and his party came from the south, Zhaocheng invited, there is no heavier person than this matter, he gave up the country to come, to here, ordered the horse's hooves to wrap in cloth, the ruts are also covered, who knows that the carriage and horses, the ice surface that should be as solid as a rock, there is a crack, he got out of the car and looked at the cracked ice surface silently, changed a horse, the cold and warm changed, did not walk a few steps, but fell on the ice, only to feel the biting cold, suddenly there was a strong wind and snow, the cracked place seems to be the previous hallucination.

The people of Zhuxia did something when they were young, but before the despair of life and death, they believed in the mandate of heaven, and they were also princes and generals.

Luo Chu felt the ice on his face, only to feel that this was his fate, he looked around at the people around him with eager faces, and whispered to his grandson Luo Xi: "This is my fate has arrived, I can't move forward, and I convey my last words to my grandfather: My younger brother was obedient when he was young, he thought he was responsible for himself, he was determined to be in the world, he held Wu and attacked the Quartet, he had not seen his brother's face for decades, and his brother was cowardly."

And to the old age, the head is pale, the steps are towering, the year of the broken candle, the brother invited, happy tears, is to know the thousands of years of Xiling, thousands of miles of Wu country, not as a brother said, not as warm as the family.

Now there is the fate of dying in the wind and snow, it is the fault of the younger brother, but I hope that the brother is not to blame, the non-brother does not want to see the brother, if the destiny of heaven is like this, the younger brother is sad, and the head is bowed, the elder brother is ten thousand years, the elder brother is always safe, may the king Zhaoming, and the city will always shine. ”

On the Yellow River, all over the four fields, thousands of mountains and birds, all the paths are destroyed, the king of the southern country for decades, the people who have watched the east wind and the east wind for decades have died on the ice, between the wind and snow, how ridiculous.

On the frost and ice of the big river, the sound of whimpering suddenly rose, accompanied by the sound of the wind!

Luo Jin was dressed in brocade fur, looking at the vast snow, the world was white, there should have been thousands of paths and people were gone, but there were hurried footsteps running in the inner city, between the ups and downs of the footsteps, the breath was heavy, the courtyard was pushed away, making a slightly old squeak, a young man from Yushu Zhilan walked into the courtyard, took two steps forward and then knelt straight in the snow, he kowtowed in the snow, his forehead and eyebrows were full of white snow traces, and he cried out loudly with tears: "Big grandfather, Sun is late." ”

Luo Jin walked out of the house when he heard the voice, standing under the eaves, his heart was extremely uneasy, and he said with the last glimmer of hope: "Erlang, where is your grandfather?" ”

Luo Xi kowtowed again, almost buried his entire face in the snow, when he raised his head, his face was covered with frost and snow, and his eyelashes were already covered with ice flowers, and he cried in a wailful voice: "Great grandfather, grandfather rode forward on the Yellow River, the wind was fierce and the snow was cold, and he couldn't do it himself, so he was in the cold and snow, and Sun galloped to report the funeral, and his grandfather had a last word to tell his grandfather." ”

Lohi burst into tears and uttered his last words.

Luo Jin's body was crumbling, in his mind, Ah Chu was still the bright young man back then, he took Xiao Qiao to get married in Zhaocheng, how high-spirited.

For decades, he stayed in Zhaocheng and looked forward to it, but he looked forward to the news of the death of his brothers one by one, he held on to the door and mourned: "Aqi died early for Han, I mourn; Ah Yan sat in the prison city, depressed and died, I am sad; Achu hasn't seen him for decades, but he is on the turbid river, in the wind and snow, and I am in pain.

A brother, why did you leave me alone!

It's good, it's good.

You don't have to worry about King Su, you don't have to worry about the death of your family, it's just that King Su will still wait for you at the end of death?

Will we ever see each other?

Achu, Achu, what's wrong with you?

King Su is with you!

King Su will be with you!

May King Su be with you... At. ”

Luo Jin's voice is getting lower and lower, can King Su still be with us, the heirs of the Luo family?

Tang Ji helped Luo Xi up from the snow and sighed slightly: "The winter of these years is really getting colder and colder, Erlang hurry up and enter the house." ”

She has been with Luo Jin for decades, and she knows Luo Jin very well, in the past, he was depressed for a long time when Luo Qi died, and when Luo Yan's obituary came, he was seriously ill for several months, and now that Luo Chuxu has died, what can her husband do?

After learning of Luo Chuxue's death, Luo Jin suffered a great spiritual blow, his younger brothers left him, but he was still alive.

When Luo Chu's coffin was transported back to Zhaocheng and buried in the ancestral tomb, when Luo Jin watched Luo Xi personally put Luo Chu's divine throne into the temple, he saw at a glance the divine throne of Luoling, the holy king of Zhao, who lived in front of ten thousand people.

"In the past, you watched your brothers die one by one, is it also so painful? Maybe it hasn't hurt as much as I did, King Su once stood at the end of death, but now it's gone. ”

Outside the house is a continuous cold wind, a vein scattered outside the city of Zhaocheng branch have rushed back, to Luo Xi's generation, the stigma has basically disappeared, such as the Luo Qi line, in Luo Qi when there was no stigma, but the more so, the more important it is for Zhaocheng to invite, Zhaocheng will gather all the branches, which is almost unseen.

Luo Jin's face looked a little gray, and his whole body was full of a strong smell of medicine, as if he had been soaked in a medicine jar, most of the children of the various veins met for the first time, and in this era of exile in the troubled times, not only the Luo family, but most of the brothers parted, and they never saw each other again.

The world has already entered the Han Dynasty, but the clothes worn in the Zhaocheng Palace do not have half a Hanfu, since Luo Jin Duan is in the middle, the left is Tang Ji, the right is Luo Xuan, all wear the Xuanxi golden phoenix brocade robe, dozens of people on both sides kneel and sit, or wear Xuanyi, white, red, all embroidered with golden silk phoenix, the stigma or not, all bow their heads to be said, all for Luo's.

Luo Jin sounded with the sound of twilight above, with deep exhaustion, "Closing Zhaocheng summons all veins into Zhaocheng, attracting the attention of the world."

Presumably, all the veins have doubts and uneasiness in their hearts, and they don't know why the family is abnormal.

Before you all returned to Zhaocheng, I thought many times, how should I tell you about this?

I can't figure it out, how am I going to tell you?

The sky fell.

The sky is falling on our Rockwell. ”

A word stirs up a thousand waves!

Everyone in the hall trembled, and looked at Luo Jin in disbelief, there are many people in this world, and everyone has their own piece of heaven in their hearts.

The Buddha is the heaven of the Buddhists, the lord of Tianyi is the heaven of the Taiping Dao, the Taishang Laojun is the heaven of the Taoists, the Chu people take the Taiyi as the sky, the Qin people take Shaohao as the sky, and the Zhou people once take Haotian as the sky.

Even in the hearts of many people, King Zhaosheng is also a heaven.

He holds the scepter of King Su, stands in the light forever, practices the will of King Su, and performs the oracle of King Su.

But there is always only one heaven of Luo's, and that is King Su, the supreme and holy Emperor Suwang, who lowered his eyes in the land of Zhuxia, so there is a 1,300-year-old Luo's unfailing Luo.

But what does the head of the Luo family say now?

Say that the sky is falling!

They would rather believe that the princes of the world do not want to see Luo's Rutian, and then the whole world, than believe that Emperor Suwang will have any accidents.

Luo Jin's eyebrows were extremely haggard, and the high priest Luo Xuan's grandmother held the scepter and did not speak, but her face was cold, so that everyone had to believe it.

No wonder!

No wonder the family will summon all the veins back to Zhaocheng.

No wonder the main family closed Zhaocheng.

Sure enough, there must be a reason for the abnormality, but the reason is too big to accept.

Luo Jin coughed heavily, only to feel that the cold in his lungs was also warmer, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Luo clan has been established for 1,300 years, and the patriarchs and children of the past dynasties have taken different paths, but after all, there are only two, Xing Zhuxia Dao system, and extend the life of the family.

For thousands of years, King Su rarely interfered with the family, and the barbarians were one of them, and the Western Regions were the second, and the meaning of King Su was considerable.

King Su blessed, the family is prosperous, the thousand-year-old family, endless, under the sun, I have never seen another family!

King Su shines, Zhuxia is prosperous, although the countries are divided, they are all strong armies, Yan Tuo Liaodong, Xia Shou Western Regions, Wuding Zhuyue, and even Shu also have Nanban pioneering achievements.

The Zhuxia Dao system seems to be indestructible.

However, the affairs of the world are called manpower and the mandate of heaven.

Before he disappeared, Emperor Suwang left a proverb, saying that the Hu people had obtained the mandate of heaven, and only the people of my Luo clan could calm it.

I don't know what King Su is referring to!

I only know that the sky has been brewing for three hundred years, and after three hundred years, it is necessary to melt into the summers with swords, blood, and flames.

Su Wang is not allowed! ”

This statement is earth-shattering!

Since the state Zhou Shi rebelled against the mandate of heaven and lasted for thousands of years, why is this happening at this moment?

Luo Xuan had never heard Luo Jin talk about this, so he asked in surprise: "Brother, Zhuxia is prosperous, why are the Hu people prosperous?" ”

Luo Jin sighed and said, "Can you forget what happened when Bang Zhou was born?

Now Liaodong is cold, the Yan Kingdom has moved inward, and the work of one hundred and fifty years has been dispersed, and the Xia King of the Western Regions has died, and the chaos is chaotic, which has been useless and dissipated.

The world has never been prosperous, when the summer is high, the sky is as bright as the stars and when it declines, for decades, the country has withered, and the successor is insignificant.

One eliminates the other, Hu is prosperous, and he knows that there is no unborn Tianjiao.

When King Su was missing, I thought about it for a long time, how will Luo's behave in this world?

Without King Su, can the responsibility that was once like a mountain and an abyss still be able to carry it?

Until I was in that temple and listened to the song of the saints.

Su Wang Wannian, Jiexia Zhaoming!

The gods of King Su are in the sky, giving great light to Zhuxia!

This is exactly the will of King Su, the family factor was born from the king, how can he turn his back on King Su's will?

Generations of ancestors have gone to the soup and fire, how many people have sacrificed for it, how can they turn their backs on it at this moment?

If death comes and we cower, how are we different from those people?

Despite all the difficulties, we still have to go down this path. ”

Luo Xi bowed out of the column and prostrated his head in the hall, trembling deeply: "Grandfather, the rise and fall of the family, the children are responsible, and I also ask for instructions, where should the family go, Sun obeys the order of the head of the family, and will not rest until death." ”

All the veins came out and prostrated on the ground, and when they looked at themselves, they bowed their heads and knelt like the tide.

Luo Jin's voice was still hoarse, and he said word by word: "I, want, family, clan, migration, migration, Liao, and East!" ”

When these words came out of Luo Jin's mouth, the hall fell silent again, leaving only heavy panting and Luo Jin's hoarse voice echoing.

"The ancestor once said that the white mountains and black waters in Liaodong are extremely bitter and cold, and the ethnic groups born since then are brave and difficult to govern, such as the two ethnic groups that have come out from here today, one is called Xianbei to defeat the grassland tribes, and the other is said that the Yan State first defeated Gongsun and then defeated Yuan Shao, with the size of the land, so that the Han State is difficult to go down to Youzhou, this is exactly what the ancestor said, I want the family to rebuild between the white mountains and black waters, and I want Luo's sons to take root in the cold place from now on, gather all the hus, and wait for the catastrophe contained in the sky."

Luo Jin's voice had a bloody smell in it, and everyone who was prostrate in the hall looked sideways, and Luo Xuan also prostrated sideways on the ground, and then raised his head and asked, "Brother, why is this so?"

Wouldn't it be safer to sit in the Central Plains, connect all the countries, and fight the Hu people together? ”

What Luo Xuan said was exactly what everyone in the hall thought, and Luo Jin's face was extremely cold: "The relocation of the Yan country, the chaos in the Western Regions, and the staggered struggle between the dogs and teeth of the Central Plains,

Why did the sharp soldiers of the Wu State cross 2,000 miles to the north to attack the Hu people? Will the Yan Kingdom let the Han Kingdom transit? Can Shu dare to send troops through the territory of Wei?

King Su said that this is the mandate of heaven, can it win for a while, can it win for one or ten generations?

Rockwell must step into the battlefield.

Now that King Su is gone, the paper can't hold the fire, and in the land of the four battles in Zhaocheng, my clan stays in the Central Plains, isn't it self-destruction?

When the Qin State unified the six countries, our clan once avoided Tiannan, which is the same thing.

Liaodong Baishan Black Water Bitter Cold Land, live to fish and hunt, but our clan is born to resist the cold, can pass through fish and birds, and has the heart of the Holy Doctor, it is not difficult to survive, although it is difficult and difficult, at least it can make the family safe, which is in line with the family at this moment. ”

The meaning in Luo Jin's words was too obvious, he didn't trust the princes!

He believes that once Luo's loses his biggest hole card, the princes and even the future king will definitely turn their faces and deny people.

Luo's is a thorn in the side of any royal family, a thorn in the flesh.

Zhaocheng is a lonely city, in the land of four wars, and in the face of a country, there is no power to resist at all.

Instead of fleeing in all directions, it is better to flee directly to Liaodong to build a city, which is inaccessible, and it is impossible for the Central Plains army to attack there, and only the Luo clan, who has many talents, can live there.

His words were like thunder, his voice was permeating, and the children of all veins were shocked, and they didn't know that the head of the family was pessimistic to this point, but when he thought about it carefully, he only felt that it was exactly the case.

Luo Xi kowtowed again, and asked in a deep voice: "Great grandfather, Sun Wei obeys his fate, there is a question, what is Zhaocheng?" ”

Oh, yes.

People can move away, so what can Zhaocheng do?

Is it going to be wasted?

Is this the end of it?

Where do the ancestral souls return?

Luo Jin's eyes were a little misty and said: "Zhaocheng will turn into Daze, the living beings are Jedi, the rainforest is thick, and no one will enter Zhaocheng until King Su returns, and the scepter representing light strikes on this land again." ”

Zeguo!

Luo Xi, who came from the country of Wanze in Jiangdong, knew best that he had some lost souls and kowtowed.

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The day is killed, Zhaocheng is rainy, the scoop is not enough, all into the Yellow River is still insufficient, Luo's then moved, not a few months, for the Ze country, and after years, the jungle is extremely prosperous, the traces of people are extinct, called Luoze. - "Strange Stories"

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