b)

The wreath of dawn should have been rewarded with a sweet dream, but it was unexpectedly covered by a layer of bleak cold light by the night, the coldness of the cold light penetrated the vastness of twilight, and at the end of the dusk was dyed with a touch of death, the warmth of the oasis should have held up the loneliness of the desert, but it was unexpectedly covered with a gray sand by the hurricane, the filth of the sand tainted the wine of friendship, and the seeds of hatred were sown on the top of power, and the weight of the scales, which should have been the measure of happiness, was unexpectedly carved with a deep crack by pain, and the scar of the rift swallowed up the perfect mood, and the pessimistic gap was drenched with the rain and dew of despair。

The pendulum of time strikes from the beginning of the morning to the end of the day, and from the end of the day to the end of the eternal night, the direction of space from the far end of the world to the middle of the road, and from the middle of the road to the feet of the close by, all the changes are in a constant state of subtle creeping, can not see the truth but can perceive the existence of beauty.

The bloody war has undergone several heart-rending transformations and finally turned into the auspicious of peace, the blade of power has cut the rope of fate, so that the inflated desire has occupied the corners of the heart, the key of reason has undergone several painful polishing and finally opened the valve of wisdom, the wall of mercy has resisted the indifferent west wind, and the cheer of justice has spread throughout the alternating day and night, the power of faith has gone through several tragic reincarnations, and finally got rid of the invasion of sorrow, the feelings of fraternity have stifled the storm of selfishness, and the neon of light has illuminated the loneliness of the soul.

Sin is nothing but a projection of the shadow of the supreme good, half in the mutilation, half in the whole, carnival, and loneliness are never separated, half hidden in the spirit, half in the material, vulgar, has always been a side of the elegant, half embedded in the fullness, half discarded in nothingness, happiness is not only a look back on the past, but also a look forward to the future, and the present is the best opportunity.

Monarch Mu Zizhen returned to the country of fire spirit after ending the escape road, he looked back at everything he had experienced in the past as if dreaming ethereal and distant, monarch Lu Mingxuan's guards had received the monarch's instructions to prepare to embark on the way back, they guarded every move in the castle day and night in the end but still found nothing, monarch Mu Zizhen took over the handle of power from the hands of Aichen and continued to control the rise and fall of the kingdom.

He warmly embraced this beloved minister as if embracing him and his shadow, whether the future of the Fire Spirit Country will fall or rise is up to him, but he seems to be still nostalgic for the exciting adventure and has not fully paid attention, all the ministers and soldiers are waiting outside the main hall to see the back of the monarch's majesty, and the monarch Mu Zizhen stands under the red sun and looks at the distant road extending the boiling vitality to the sky......

The gray nightmare always lingers on the edge of light, compressing the residual light of hope into the curtain of chaos, the hasty footsteps knock on the heart of the earth and make An Yi fall into the trap of greed, the purple vine always hangs next to the waterfall and wraps the natural beauty into the chaotic consciousness, the dull eyes watch the changes of the stars and the moon make the silence hide in the alley of death, the blue sea water always flows in the center of the beach, drowning the warmth of the warm tide into the cold ice cave, and the thick nostrils beckon the obtuse sense of smell to let the mellow fragrance stir into the foul stinking stagnant water。

Sorrow always endlessly affects the frequency of joy, turmoil comes and goes when harmony is about to reach its glorious peak, loneliness always interrupts the warm picture endlessly, weariness swallows everything when diligence is about to win the reward of success, strangeness always endlessly blurs familiar faces, mediocrity returns when the extraordinary is about to take off the crown of magnificence, all tranquility is always so fleeting, like a meteor that shines brightly but only for a moment.

After handing over the power of the king to the monarch Mu Zizhen, he embarked on the road back, but he was unexpectedly drowned on the way home, and the monarch Mu Zizhen fell on the throne and cried silently after hearing the bad news.

The monarch Mu Zizhen asked the servants to send a large number of gold coins to Aichen's home to apologize, and then announced that everyone would definitely let Aichen be buried in a beautiful manner, the minister and the servants left the castle to deal with Aichen's funeral, and they couldn't believe that a blank piece of paper had been turned over without leaving any handwriting, and the monarch Mu Zizhen recalled the ups and downs that he and Aichen had experienced, and his damp heart could no longer resist the thousand-year-old torrent pouring out to the softest place......

The blood-red flame tore through the false image and presented the concrete object in the bright world, the cold killing buried the true goodness and let the prosperity of the material reveal the greedy tail, the dark haze corroded the purity of the soul and extinguished the star of redemption in the merciless strife, the awakening of the dream destroyed the barrier of the dark night and made the harmonious reality reveal the cruel side, the crystal raindrops moistened the dead and all things, engraved the laws of nature in the skin of the earth, the roaring thunder and lightning expelled the beautiful rhythm, and the gentle sky revealed a corner of terror。

The simple and complex seem to come from the outside, but it comes from the heart, the heavy and the easy seem to dominate others, but in fact they only bind themselves, the vast and small seem to be the whole of nature but the epitome of the will, and the balance of everything is constant and changing, whether it is the advent of happiness or the intrusion of pain.

"Minister, you go and investigate why my beloved minister drowned in the water, did he die by accident or did he die by homicide?" said the monarch Mu Zizhen, lying on the bed. "Monarch, I will definitely find out the cause of Aichen's death, and I hope that it will not be long before the truth will be revealed. The minister bowed his head and said firmly. "Go and come back quickly, as long as you can untie the knot in my heart and give him justice, I will definitely reward you heavily. Monarch Mu Zizhen coughed a few times and lay down again.

"Monarch, I have been observing for a long time at the water's edge where Aison drowned, and I have found that the water in the pond is only one meter deep, and it is impossible for people to drown in such shallow waters, and I suspect that Aichen's death must have had another reason. The minister knelt on the ground and said cautiously. "It's hard to believe that my son died of murder, and I decided to go to the pond to find out for myself. The monarch Mu Zizhen got out of bed and put on his clothes.

"What do you think, I know you're not feeling well, or I'll find two or three more retinues to go with you?" said the minister, standing up and thoughtful. "That's fine, go find more followers, as long as I know who killed my beloved minister, I will definitely let that scoundrel keep a vigil for him for the rest of his life. Monarch Mu Zizhen put on clogs and said angrily.