The city gate slowly opened, revealing Ning Que's figure.

With an iron sword on his back and an iron pestle in his hand, he stood in the hole in the city gate and looked out of the city.

He said, "Senior brother, since you're here to find me, I'll talk to him." ”

Jun Mo pondered for a moment, his eyebrows were like the surface of a lake shaded by willows, tending to be calm.

The wide, straight iron sword slowly retracted into its sheath on its own.

He saluted again to the man beside the carriage, and then walked back to his carriage.

The carriage drove into Chang'an City and stopped beside Ning Que.

Jun Mo looked at him and said: "Since we are talking, we must talk about it well, although the teacher is no longer in the world, but the academy is still there, such a coward, I am not qualified to let you and me be a little confused." ”

Ning Que saluted and said calmly, "Understood." ”

He looked at the dirty old carriage at the gate outside the city, saw the dark steel walls of the car after the dust was blown off by the spring breeze, and the familiar runes in the one hundred and ninety-ninth chapter of the year of the fourth curtain, and then looked at the man beside the car.

"Only the second senior brother dares to say that this man is a coward. ”

Ning Que thought silently, because he knew who this man who seemed to ignore time was, this man had appeared in the teacher's conversation, and even appeared in his dreams.

He had a dream in which he came to the moor, and everyone in the wilderness looked up at the sky where light and darkness were divided, and he saw the tall figure of the teacher, and he saw a drunkard and a butcher. Then he had another dream, when the master snatched the sac from the drunkard's hand and drank it, and snatched a pig's hind leg from the butcher's back and gnawed it.

The Master once mentioned in a conversation in the mountains behind the academy that there were two great cultivators. He had experienced the last eternal night, a drunkard and a butcher, these were the two people in his dream.

Last year, he took Sangsang and rode a black carriage to the wasteland, and saw the great battle between the Xiling Temple coalition army and the desolate warriors, and he only understood it at that time. It turns out that this is the place I saw in my dream.

In the dream that came true, he saw the opposition between light and darkness in the sky, and saw the kingdom of light behind the clouds and the huge golden dragon head. Chapter 199 of the year of the fourth volume, the figure of the master is indeed so tall. But he didn't see the drunkard, and he didn't see the butcher, to this day.

Able to survive the long eternal night. Being able to have almost eternal years under Haotian's gaze shows that the drunkards and butchers have the means to deal with Haotian. In the words of the Master, cultivation is to live longer than anyone else, so there is no doubt that the realm of these two people has reached a level that is unimaginable to human beings.

Still in the words of the master, these two people probably can't be regarded as human beings anymore.

Among the people that Ning Que knew, no one had ever seen drunkards and butchers except for the master, and probably only the master could find them, as long as they lived. It is a legend in the world.

The man was carrying a flask and had no pork leg on his back, so he was naturally not a butcher.

Ning Que was not an ordinary person, but looking at this man, he was still extremely shocked and vigilant, and he calmed down after a while. He asked, "What is the drunkard looking for me?"

The drunkard looked at him and said in a dumb voice, "I have been entrusted to return you something." ”

His voice was still so ugly, as if every word carried the smell of the soil of the ancient king's tomb and the silk soaked in corpse water.

Ning Que frowned slightly.

The second senior brother had asked what else there was before, but he naturally didn't ask again, looking at the carriage that had been with him for many years, and looking at the traces that had been crushed on the official road. Naturally, I think of those things on the banks of Surabaya.

On the bank of Surabaya, Sangsang showed the body of the true god, as a dark night, the feet turned into a white lotus and stepped on the light, and asked the master to appear to the heavens and go to the Haotian God Kingdom together, the sky fell colorful flowers, and the sky shook.

It was there that the teacher and Sangsang left, and there was a big black horse that separated him from him in Surabaya, and there were Yuan Thirteen Arrows and a big black umbrella in the black carriage.

Afterwards, Ning Que had sent someone to look for it, but the wind on the shore of Surabaya was bleak, and the big black horse could not be found at all, and the black carriage and those things in the carriage had also disappeared without a trace.

Today, one thing has finally returned to the world, so what about the rest? What about the arrows? What about the umbrellas? What about the big black horse? What about the teacher?

Ning Que's feelings were a little unstable, and he was silent for a long time before he calmed down, and put the focus of his thinking back to reality, who wanted to return his own things, and who had the ability to find the drunkard and let him be the messenger.

"Who is it?" he asked directly, looking at the drunkard.

The drunkard's reaction was also very direct, and he did not answer. If the Master is not on earth, then as long as he does not want to answer, no one can make him speak.

The spring breeze blew on Ning Que's cheeks, without any warmth, the cold was terrible, or it was just his own physical and mental coldness, so the spring breeze around him lowered the temperature.

On the bank of Surabaya, he watched the master take Sangsang to the sky together, and then the entrance of the Haotian Divine Kingdom exploded and the sky was full of meteors, he was sure that Sangsang was dead, or returned to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, no matter which one it was, anyway, she was no longer in the world now, if she was still there, he would definitely be able to feel something.

So who took the big black horse, who picked up the iron arrows, who is now holding the worn-out big black umbrella in the world, and who wants to return the carriage to himself? Why is it in the hands of the drunkard?

Ning Que couldn't figure out these things.

"Whoever disturbs my heart, yesterday's day. He looked up at the dim spring sun in the sky, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Those who abandon me, why think about it again. ”

Then he looked at the drunkard and said, "Sir, please come in." ”

It was extremely quiet in front of the southern city gate, and with his words, it was like a tense atmosphere gushing out from the deepest part of the city wall, and then drifting towards the high heavenly dome.

The drunkard looked at the majestic Chang'an city wall and said, "Why do you want to enter?"

Ning Que said: "Since you are a guest, how can you not enter the door." ”

The drunkard said, "To be a bad guest, you must have the consciousness of not entering the house." ”

Ning Que said: "The evil guests and the good guests are all guests, and the guests are as they are the hosts." ”

The drunkard thought him amused, smiled and said, "Then I am not a guest." ”

Ning Que also laughed, but his true mood was not like this.

If you are not a guest, you are naturally an enemy.

He looked at the drunkard and said seriously, "Since you don't go into the city, how can you return the things to me?"

The drunkard looked at a child and said, "I'm so old, I'm tired from walking so far, do I have to walk the last few steps by myself?"

Ning Que said: "Even if it's only a few steps away, it's still not there." ”

The drunkard said, "You can come out." ”

Ning Que smiled and said, "You can come in." ”

The drunkard looked at the mottled old walls of Chang'an City again, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Another day." ”

Hearing this, Ning Que said without hesitation: "It's better to choose another day." ”

This is an invitation and a gamble, more precisely, he is gambling on his own life, on the life of the entire Chang'an City, on the life of Datang, and on the number of lives in the world.

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(This chapter is 2,000 words, and I'm going to write the chapter.) ）！！！