545, First Blood

The road is not endless, the grievances of the world are endless, and it is fate from generation to generation.

Bleeding the same blood and drinking the same water, the road is long and long.

Of course, safflower is matched with green leaves, who will accompany you in this life, and it is slim and slim to come and go.

The scene of the past resurfaced, although the lotus root was broken, it was still connected, and he sighed that things in the world were changeable.

Love the country and love the beauty more, which hero would rather be lonely?

A good son, full of courage, ambition and pride are famous all over the world.

Life is short for a few autumns, and you won't stop if you don't get drunk.

My beauty in the east, the Yellow River in the west.

Come on, come and drink, don't stop if you don't get drunk, don't worry about your worries!

When you sing about wine, what is your life?

Ask the wine to the sky, when is the bright moon?

Idle, sorrowful, and sold a few cups. ……

There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow is sad, and tomorrow is worried.

"Go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely sycamore, deep courtyard lock Qingqiu. Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful. Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

The lonely hero, the mood is so complicated!

The Imperial City Imperial History Mansion, the courtyard of the "Three Cats" is harmless, the lights are bright, reflecting the sky of autumn rain at night. The candlelight in the house illuminates the interior of the room. Ye Wuwu sat alone at the round table, drinking himself, thinking back to the many troubles and things of the past and present, a surging heart, it was difficult to get the peace of the past for a long time. He lamented, lamented the loss of his beloved, the loss of his elusive confidante. This is exactly "the endless love of the red dust, the endless grievances in the world, all generations are fate." ”

Now, her beautiful soul is gone with the wind, leaving him alone. "My heart is the love of the autumn moon, and it rains in my heart. Miss you! Miss you! Miss you! Miss you for the last time! "This pair of lovers who are in love with each other, this pair of marriages that are as deep as the sea, have been cut off by the world, and they have become yin and yang mandarin ducks that will never be seen!

"Why, it's been difficult since ancient times, and people and ghosts still love tonight." "Of course, safflower is matched with green leaves, who will accompany you in this life, and it is slim and slim to come and go. The scene of the past resurfaced, although the lotus root was broken, it was still connected, and he sighed that things in the world were changeable. Love the country and love the beauty more, which hero would rather be lonely? However, under the lonely lamp night, on this rainy night in mid-autumn and August, Ye harmless drank alone, and his heart was more like "night and autumn rain" - white autumn frost; What he is more worried about is his lover Ruan Xiaofeng, who is far away in the underworld, without him by his side, can she endure loneliness and loneliness? The silent yes is harmless, at this moment, his heart is dripping with "heart rain":

"Gently I will leave you,

Wipe away tears from the corners of your eyes.

In the long night,

In the days to come,

Don't weep for me, dear.

The road ahead is too bleak,

Please bless me with a smile on your face.

Although facing the wind,

Although it was raining,

I think of you in the midst of the storm.

In the days without you,

I will cherish myself more;

Without my years,

Take care of yourself.

You ask me when I will return to my homeland,

I asked myself softly.

Not at this time,

I don't know when,

I think it's going to be about winter!

……

Once upon a time, you owned you, I owned you;

Once upon a time, you left me and flew far into the sky.

The outside world is wonderful, and the outside world is helpless.

When you feel that the outside world is wonderful (helpless),

I wish you well from the bottom of my heart.

Whenever the sun sets, I always look forward to you here.

Although it is raining in the sky, I am still waiting for your return.

……

My thoughts are not to touch the net,

My thoughts are no longer the sea that bursts its banks.

Why is it always there,

Those rainy days,

Reminds you deeply.

My heart is June love,

It's raining heart.

Miss you! Miss you! Miss you!

Miss you for the last time!

……

If the sea withers,

And a tear,

That's also a thousand reincarnations that you have been waiting for.

Looking back suddenly,

Chop the constant stumbling blocks.

All your pride,

Can only fly in the painting.

Under the sunset of the desert,

Who is the person who blows the flute?

Let the years strip away the red clothes,

Helpless, scarred.

In the desolate castle,

Who's bouncing the lute?

Just waiting for me to come and go,

The meeting of this life.

Fireworks fireworks fly all over the sky,

For whom are you charming,

Is

drunk eyes to see flowers and flowers are also drunk;

Quicksand and quicksand fly all over the sky,

Who is haggard for you,

Is

The fate comes and the fate scatters, like water.

……

Love and sorrow, for me, are like a glass of spirit, beautiful but unbearable.

Light a cigarette, drink a sprinkle, how long can you get drunk, and wake up still me.

……

Hongchen smiled and went up to the west building alone, in a dream last night.

A few past events, a few worries, no one understands.

You say you're going to travel far away and you don't need to be dropped.

Left in last night's dream, one me.

Talking about life in detail, there are bitter and sweet, and in the end it is empty.

There is no difference, where to meet, there is no need to force it.

Seeking and seeking, cold and clear, I hope that tomorrow there will be me and you, and there will be no more tears.

Yes or no, I don't want to ask more, I hope that tomorrow I will have you, and there will be no more tears.

……

In the midst of the sea of people, I found you,

Everything has changed and makes sense.

From now on, I will find beauty in my heart,

Find the place where your love depends.

The characters love in their hearts,

Life has meaning,

Thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, in this life, there are people to accompany and depend on each other;

Concentric, agree,

There is no distinction between them,

With all your love, I and you depend on life and death.

Infatuated with the heart, its meaning of love,

Life will never be doubtful, if you break through the knife mountain,

will not shirk, heroic chivalrous condor,

Heroic posture, clear and eternal, heroic chivalry!

……

Hongchen has its own infatuation, and Mo Xiao's infatuation is too crazy.

If it is not a cold bone, how can the plum blossoms be fragrant?

What is the situation in the world? Straight Christians promise life and death.

Look at how many stories there are in the world, the most ecstatic plum blossom three lanes.

……

Never complain,

The mistake of fate,

Don't be afraid of a bumpy journey.

If there is no separation, a moment of pain,

You won't cherish me.

I'm not afraid of loneliness and loneliness on the journey,

As long as you miss me too. ”

"How much hatred, in my dream last night. It is also like the old time to travel to the garden, the car is like flowing water, the horse is like a dragon, and the flower moon is in the spring breeze. …… When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past? Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight. The carved jade should still be there, but the face has been changed. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud!" "Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and the sorrow will be more sorrowful through wine", Ye harmless drank a full glass of spirits, and got up and walked to the window. He looked up at the night sky, the night was hazy, and a half-moon hung obliquely in the sky. "Yangliu'an, the wind and the waning moon", seeing things and thinking about things, he didn't know whether the hazy half moon shrouded in floating clouds was him or Ruan Xiaofeng. He only knew that the distance between him and Ruan Xiaofeng was like him being away from the current half-round waning moon, or even farther than that. Everything was so unattainable for him, but there was no way to get rid of it. As a man, "loving the country and loving the beauty more" is the nature of a man, "which hero would rather be lonely"? However, from now on, his love has been shattered, and he is bound to embark on a lonely and lonely journey. Although he has avenged her, the thoughts of the past are still "cut constantly, and the reason is messy!" Although the lotus root is broken, it is still connected, and it sighs lightly that things in the world are changeable. "Husband and wife are birds of the same fate, and they fly separately when disaster comes!" If you want to be a hero, you must endure loneliness and loneliness; If you want to get ahead in the world, you must suffer in secret! Whenever he is lonely, the situation of him and Ruan Xiaofeng being together will always resurface, and the shadow of loneliness has forever treasured many beautiful and moving stories in his mind, and he wants to continue to write his story.

So, Ye Wuwu walked to the bookcase and took out the booklet that he had named "Heroic Soul in Troubled Times" with Ruan Xiaofeng in Huaqing Courtyard in Lishan, and turned into "Three Cats Wandering" and "Life Wandering", ready to write another heroic history. However, he had so many characters, stories, and experiences in his mind that he didn't know where to start now. Thinking about the past days - storms and clouds, thunderstorms, spring and March, the purest love...... Permanent memories have been drawn under his pen, and this can be said to be just the beginning. He has a longer road to go; For a longer writing career, he still has to persevere; The longer the loneliness, he has to endure it. Because, he once loved a person, and loved a person with all his heart; If he wants to empathize again, it is simply to turn his mind upside down and completely renew. And after this process of change, especially the kind of loyal and innocent people, I don't know how long it will take to get used to it.

In order to forget, it is necessary to write; To write, is to not write; In order to no longer be lonely, he must be lonely for a while, endure it, and write the language of loneliness and loneliness. In the past, "the burning of passion, the flame of love" inspired him to write; From now on, "loneliness and loneliness" has given him a new motivation to write.

At this time, Ye Wuwu wrote under the lonely lamp night, thinking about the past, and gradually sorting out the complicated thoughts, he wanted to write down the recent experience - "the dream of remorse", "the blood washed Taihang", "a dart thrown"...... As for the many deeds in the past that could not be recorded in time, they should be refilled at a later date. Thinking of this, he began to write hard.

Suddenly, a hard, bladed, ice-like object was pressed against his back. In an instant, Ye Wuwu knew by his intuition that this was a sharp sword, and it had pierced into his skin, and from then on he shed the first drop of blood in his career, and with it, he already felt that blood was flowing out of his back......

"Don't move! Yay harmless, if you want to resist, I'll pierce you in the back of the heart with a sword! ”

"Whose voice is this?" Ye Wuwu was still holding the pen, not moving. He kept weighing this familiar voice: Ouyang Qingfeng? Zhang Yunhai? Can Sun work? Shen Tai Chi? Situ Yimin? Ali Yekul? "Iron Hand Flower Protector"? "Coming from the clouds" flying on the clouds? "Go in the fog" for thousands of miles? "Taihang Wild Monkey"? "Flying on the grass"? "Floating on the water"? "Flying in the snow"? "Shalifei"? "The wind is thousands of miles"? "Devil Hero"? …… Is it an acquaintance or an enemy? Such a smart yes is harmless, he even thought about it for a while, and he didn't guess who was behind him with a sword against his heart? But I wonder if the audience and listeners can guess who the Assassin of this rainy night is?

"Friends? What exactly do you want? If it's going to kill me, please kill me with a sword. ”

"I don't want your life, I don't want your wealth, just tell me, what are you writing?"

"Why should I tell someone I don't know? And he's still wrapped in black veil, why don't I be allowed to see who you are? ”

"Less wordy. Before you turn around, I'm afraid you'll be dead! ”

At this point, Ye Wuwu only felt that the sword behind him pierced him another half an inch, and the blood had already stained the placket of his clothes. Despite this, Ye Wuwu still sat firmly in place, and endured the pain of the sword stabbing without moving. At this moment, it was as if he had put life and death aside, and nothing would make him feel frightened or frightened; He even thinks that if the enemy kills him with a sword, it will also count his fate and deserve death, and all grievances and hatreds can be written off from this point, and there will be no more troubles and sorrows, which is the real chic detachment; He wants to go to the free and wonderful world to find the Xiaofeng he loves! However, if he dies and does not know who the murderer is, how unwilling he is. In order to live and understand, in order to die to understand, he began to say to those behind him: "Since you pointed your sword at me, then you must be my enemy!" Why don't you kill me right away? Give me a good time! ”

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

Ye Harmless felt that his back was being pushed hard, as if he was coercing him to answer the sword master's question, and in desperation, Ye Harmless couldn't help but smile and said, "Seeing that you are so interested in wanting to know, then I will tell you." I'm writing about my experiences, all the people, things, things around me, everything that has value to write about and to keep, and I want to keep them in my heart. Even at this time, you and your sword that stabbed me, I will record it truthfully! ”

"Excellent! Very good! I hope you can write me as a hero! ”

"But I don't know your honorific name, how to write it?"

"You can treat me as an unsung hero who 'came in the night'."

"Hahaha, Unsung Hero?" Ye Wuwu couldn't help but laugh and said, "If you are an unsung hero, then who am I?" Wouldn't I be the villain by comparison? ”

"That's right! You're going to write you like a bear! ”

"Humph!" Ye harmless sneered contemptuously: "People who are jealous of me will hurt people like this. To be honest, I seem to be a mirror in this world, reflecting the shadows of many good and bad people. In my mind and in my handwriting, whoever is bad to me, he must be a bad person; Whoever I think he is a bad person or a person who should be killed, then he must be a bad person or a person who should be killed; Whoever is good to me may be a good person or a bad person; A really good person, I think, should be silent and silent to me. Especially when I am in trouble and embattled, the one who can help me openly or secretly is of course a wonderful person; The inner worryer who can only keep silent about my plight is also a moral man, a good person; Whoever gloates secretly over my troubles must be a traitor; Seeing that I am in a predicament, and still sarcastic, sarcastic, and mocking in person, it is even worse than a traitor! Of course, more people are the third kind of people who mix good and bad! ”

"You don't want to tell me so many great truths, mine, I don't want to hear it! It's enough to write you like a bear and me as an unsung hero. ”

"What if I write it the other way around?"

"If you come back and write, I'm going to make you suffer someday. Mine, you are dead. I'll stab you tonight, and that's it. The coming day is long, you and I will have a period later! ”

After speaking, Ye Wuwu felt that the man put away his sword and turned into a strong wind and left. In an instant, the room returned to its former calm. A burning candle, not moving; The quiet moonlight shines through the window, and it is a charming night. But, tonight, he was stabbed by the first sword of his life, and it was a stranger who stabbed him in the bones, causing him to shed a lot of precious and priceless blood. Fortunately, when the assassin drew his sword, he immediately used the "Yin and Yang Qi Holding Method" to quickly stop the blood flow and pain in his back. He began to ponder and brew the cause and effect of this incident, and quickly recorded the process of this false alarm, intending to continue it in the future, and must outline the "true face of Lushan" of the self-proclaimed unsung hero on this rainy night. However, after thinking about it, it is difficult to determine what kind of person this person is. said that he was an enemy, but he also showed mercy under the sword and did not harm his life; He said he was a friend, but he hurt people in the back, leaving an indelible wound. This is a complex of disaster and luck for Ya harmless. Because since then, his smooth and flawless golden body has left an abominable scar, which cannot but say that he has fallen purely into a disaster; And fortunately, he was able to pick up his life from this sword, which was indeed the greatest luck in his life. With a little more force, the assassin would have to give an account for his life. However, unexpectedly, the Assassin did not immediately want his life! It's funny, hateful, and ridiculous, and the combination of bad and good things makes people laugh and cry. Similarly, this mysterious assassin is even more inscrutable, and must be a "third character" who is "mixed with good and bad".

Thinking of this, he didn't want to think about it any further, so he left everything behind and began to meditate and recuperate, intending to recover his vitality and remove the abominable sword wound.

Inside, the candlelight is still bright. Ye harmless eyes like a curtain, sitting alone in front of the window, as if silent. Before you know it, the oblique moon is turning westward, and the dawn has quietly arrived.