Chapter 204: I personally drew an extra picture for her
Xu Qingru herself also likes the role of Guo Xiang very much, so she also personally drew a side story for Guo Xiang, which can be used to undertake the third part of the Condor Trilogy, "Heaven and Dragon Slayer......
Since this side story is completely based on Guo Xiang as the protagonist, it is basically her original, and there is no Jin Yong as the original author. So it is conceivable that her unique literary style is vividly displayed in this short story.
Now you can definitely harvest a huge amount of literary and artistic value again.
This side story, with Guo Xiang as the first main perspective, focuses on her inseparable love for Yang Guo, from the unforgettable thought of the end of the world, to the love of each other, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, and the general process of creating the Emei faction.
In this extra, He Zudao and Zhang Junbao, two famous characters who will appear in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", also appeared.
The content of the side story is like this-
catkins peach blossoms, free flying warblers, just horseshoe, shallow grass idlers, go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch spring;
Flying snow outside the gate, the sky is high and the clouds are far away, the silver tree is frosty, the red furnace sells wine, and there is pride outside the desert north.
People always say that the children of the rivers and lakes are home everywhere. I traveled all over the world, looking for it, just hoping to get a little bit of his message.
In fact, I have thought about it a thousand times in my heart: I found him, but what about it? Isn't it to add lovesickness again and only add troubles? Why did he leave quietly, but not for my good?
But knowing that it was a flash in the mirror, I couldn't help but think about it, and I couldn't help but look for it.
I have always known that as long as I love people like him, I will still look up to noble and perfect souls; As long as I look for him, I will listen to the voice of my heart.
So, it is destined to wander everywhere.
Joyful and carefree, like a flower, there is always some story:
When the street Jin Hai sells wine, Ji Bu has no promise, Hou Huan is heavy, killing dogs and slaughtering eagles, Yan Zhao is left behind;
Lujiazhuang competed to recruit relatives, goose yellow clothes, light face and light makeup, a speech, a song "Thinking", teaching a pair of lovers to eventually become married.
And what else......
I once hunted down a bandit for three months in a row, simply because he cut off another man's arm for no reason;
I once threw away my priceless jewels, just to scrape together two thousand taels of silver as a dowry for an infatuated man.
Because I know that if he encounters these people, he will be like me.
But all of this has made the rumored me turn into a myth in the martial arts.
It is said that this is the girl that the three saints of Kunlun have been looking for all their lives; The founding patriarch of Wudang, when he heard the news of my ordination, finally became a Taoist priest.
Sometimes, there is no fallacy in that statement: a woman is noble because of the kind of man who loves her.
So many, many years later, there are still people who think about my style back then, and they will never forget it.
It's just that the face is like a flower, and if you can't find the person you are looking for, you will teach loneliness and openness.
When he was 40 years old, he met a storyteller at the head of Niujia Village.
He told a very old story: there were two fish, living in the sea, one day, washed by the sea to a shallow ditch, can only feed each other the foam in their mouths to each other's mouths to survive, this is the origin of the idiom "each other's foam".
But Zhuangzi said that this kind of life is not the most normal, the most real and the most helpless, the real situation is that the sea water is finally going to overflow, the two fish are finally going to return to their own world, and finally, they will forget each other in the rivers and lakes.
At that moment, I finally really understood that with his world, he couldn't give up his love, and he forgot about each other.
The rivers and lakes are far away, where is the hometown I return to? So, I arrived at Emei, and finally stayed there, detaining the tourist, after all, there will be a day when the leaves will fall back to their roots.
The years of the ancient Buddha clear the lantern began from that moment.
That year, I picked up a little baby on Zhongnan Mountain, with a blown-out skin and a delicate smile. I named her Fengling. I want to turn this half of the world's martial arts into memories and leave them to Fengling, to her descendants, and to the women of the Emei faction.
When I was 60 years old, facing the dresser and looking at the old face in the mirror, the memory of the 16-year-old was still as vivid as yesterday: the black swamp, the nine-tailed spirit fox; On the twenty-fourth day of October, the city was filled with brilliant fireworks. Fiddling with the three still bright gold needles in the palm of his hand, he recalled the Shaohua that flicked away. Like this, it is like a beautiful flower, and the years have passed, where to find it all over the place. The red cherries, the green plantains, the throwing streamers, the hurried footsteps, the waiting.
Everything has been relieved, girlhood, the master of the Shaolin Temple once recited the scriptures: "From love to worry, from love to fear; If you are separated from your loved one, you will have no worries or fears. Those greedy and love-minded, smiling, finally understood.
It's just that there are some things, which are in the bottom corner of the heart, and they can't be forgotten, and they never mention it not because they forget, but because they remember.
Whenever I hear the chirping of birds in the air, I can't help but look up, but no matter how high the bird flies, it is not as good as the old bird, and no louder call is enough for that hoarse chirp.
Traveling between the lake and the sea, too many famous heroes show their swordsmanship, but in my heart, no matter how dazzling the sword is, it can't compare to the Xuantie heavy sword, and no matter how exquisite the moves, it is just a showmanship after all.
When I was very old, I would occasionally think that at that time, I was so ignorant, but he didn't understand, right?
An innocent girl, such trust and love?
- He actually knows everything, but since there is no way to respond, then, he just doesn't say anything. If you don't see it, so as not to add to your troubles. The children's family, what can they have on their minds, coax them, give them some lively things, and the children's feelings are thrown aside.
It's just that he didn't expect that life can be very short, and youth is in nostalgia, and it will pass.
This extravaganza basically summarizes Guo Xiang's life, so that after readers read it, they will definitely deepen the impression of this character again, and then they will be healed ruthlessly, you see, how deep Guo Xiang's love for Yang Guo is, but unfortunately no matter how deep the love is, they are not together.
And at the end of the fan, there is a timeless little poem -
When I walked over the mountain, the mountain did not speak.
When I pass by the sea, the sea does not speak.
The little donkey is ticking, and the sword of heaven accompanies me to the end of the world.
Everyone said that I became a monk on Emei Mountain because I loved Yang Guoxia.
In fact, I just fell in love with the clouds and xia on Emei Mountain, like fireworks when I was sixteen years old.
This poem is like the finishing touch, making the side story of literature and art, "healing" to a higher level, as long as the reader is fascinated by the character of Guo Xiang in the comic of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", there must be no way to resist such an extremely sensational side story!
Therefore, when such a side story appeared in "The Legend of the Ancients. Martial Arts" magazine, it caused a stronger reaction from readers than even in the finale of "The Condor Heroes"!
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