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The thatched hut on the banks of the West River,

A remnant monument and a few pomelo trees.

As the old man staggered by, he couldn't care about his dying breath and burst into tears.

I still remember that it was here that the apprentices were brought to pay homage to the old relics, preach and teach, that is, here, the eldest apprentice and the second apprentice who were killed by the three apprentices and the four apprentices were buried......

After a long period of torture, he may only have less than a day to live. On that last day, it's all back here......

Yu Ziyan, Yumen Pass, and Helan Mountain, the three of them, did not dare to approach the old man for a long time, and when he touched almost every old trace, he would lose his mind and cry, and his spirit would fail.

Only Mo could support him, passing by all the worries and loneliness, until he climbed to the attic in the middle of the mountain and looked into the distance, the old man's feelings were a little calmer. Mo knew that this might be a way back to the light, and occasionally look back, hoping that Yu Ziyan and the others could arrive as soon as possible, and don't miss the old man's last time.

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"Mo'er. Suddenly, when he heard the old man call him so closely, he couldn't help but be stunned, he and the old man had never known each other before. In terms of relationship, the old man is his mother's master, and at most, he is just his ancestor, and he is so close, as if he has been friends for many years......

"Mo'er, it can be known that the old man prefers Du Zimei's poems, but there is one, when he was young, every time he read it, he hated it, and he would rather not read it, but now, he feels a lot, and the more he reads, the more he understands ......it, the more he understands it" At this moment, the old man was conscious.

"'Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling'?" Mo sent his eyes to the distance, cloudy day, early morning, vaguely visible Du Shi scene, not autumn, can also be clearly experienced.

"Mo'er really knows people. The old man was stunned, sat down, and smiled, "This is the song, I don't dare to look at it, I don't dare to think about it......"

Don't dare to look, don't dare to think? In front of you, it is not only the unrestrained side, but only those who are worried about the country and the people can see it thoroughly......

"I understand that the old man, like Du Zimei, has the same ambition to help the world, and if he didn't read this one when he was young, he hated Du Zimei and finally wandered, and the old man was afraid that he would be as depressed as him...... Now, the more I read, the more I understand, because the old man followed Du Zimei's footsteps step by step and repeated his life again. Mo sighed.

"In this world, how many people can't realize their ideals. When nothing is done, I understand, I understand, I understand, the previous hard work is in vain...... "The old man was angry, there was no trace of blood on his face, and he repeated this sentence with tears: "This body is not mine...... This is not my ......"

Mo suddenly felt déjà vu, and muttered: This body is not me. And the other me, in the mirror, can't be touched.

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Suddenly, the old man's facial muscles began to twitch violently, his hands and feet stood up uncoordinatedly, his eyes burning fiercely in the direction he was facing, and he scolded with all his might: "Get out! Get out! You give it to me...... Get out!"

Mo didn't have time to come back to his senses, the old man staggered, his whole body was tilted, but he wanted to drive the uninvited guest out from the bottom of his heart, even if he had been helped up by the man in green clothes, he was still busy pushing him away.

The man in Tsing Yi was the other apprentice who participated in the rescue of the old man, and the third Jinnan who had been skillfully out of the world from beginning to end, Huang Hewen.

Huang He went behind him, and immediately heard the voice of Yu Ziyan: "Master, you misunderstood, Third Senior Brother, I also came to save Master this time." It's him, write to me to save you, give us the map and troops!" Yu Ziyan hurriedly came to the attic, and quickly stopped the excited old man: "Master, the third senior brother, he really wants to rescue the master, but he can't show up in person, so he can only protect us secretly and follow us secretly, he, he doesn't dare to meet the master...... But Master, Third Senior Brother, his nature is still good......"

"Jin Nan third?" the old man looked at Huang He with a complicated look.

The yellow crane went to the deep eyes to convey a trace of sadness, and for a moment, nodded.

"General?" the old man continued, his voice so low that he could barely be heard.

Huang He continued to nod.

"But how is it good to call your children and grandchildren......" The old man's voice was hoarse, "As far as I know, Lin Qianhe has several subordinates, all of whom are your sons, how is it good for you to call them......

"Master, everyone has their own path. Father and son, master and apprentice, can all take different paths. Huang He went to a flat tone.

The old man struggled to stand up under the support of Yu Ziyan: "Master really has no choice, it is this sentence 'everyone has their own way', this is this sentence, the hard work that taught me is empty!" sneered: "This is it, this is here! I still remember, what did Master teach you here! I want to avenge the blood and the sea of blood, I want to fight until the last moment, and I want to set the Central Plains in the north! You have all lowered your gold and retreated, so what can you do for the teacher...... The tone suddenly changed from excitement to weakness, and Yu Ziyan, who had been listening, immediately burst into tears: "Master, apprentice...... Didn't the disciples want to retire...... Back then, if it weren't for my personal negligence, I lost my Qian'er, I maybe, I wouldn't have retired, I would follow Chu Jiang to the Central Plains in the north, and return Master's long-cherished wish......"

Nineteen years ago, Lin Qian, who was still in infancy, was lost, and how could Yu Ziyan, who blamed himself infinitely, still stay in the rivers and lakes......

"Ziyan, do you want to know...... Why do you always have to punish you as a teacher, when you make mistakes, and when you have achievements, you still have to be punished?" the old man sighed, and the corners of his mouth were already bloodied.

"No...... I don't want to know!Master, you can rest first......" Yu Ziyan panicked and immediately slapped his back to relieve his cough.

"In my life, I have only accepted seven apprentices, or I have personally chosen and raised them, or I have lost their places due to the war and have been taken in by me, but they have only one thing in common...... The talent to govern the world, the ability to rule the troubled times...... If you train well, you are a talent who governs the world, and once you make a mistake, it will cause war, and you will be a teacher...... From the moment I adopted you, I already understood that if you are afraid of making mistakes, you can only be a strict teacher, a teacher, and only later did you know that the way was wrong...... Actually, as a teacher, I don't want to frown all the time, and I don't want to beat and scold you all the time...... I don't want to ......" The old man said this, suddenly exhausted his strength, and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and Yu Ziyan's clothes were everywhere. Seeing this, Yumen Pass, who had just arrived, immediately blindfolded Helan Mountain, and simply stopped her from coming forward to see the tragic situation.

"Master, forgive the apprentice, when I was young, I was impulsive and took the wrong path, but if I made a mistake, I hated him for eternity. I can't come back, I can't come back...... "Even though Huang He has been going to reduce the gold for many years, at this moment, it is unbearable for the man's tears, and he stepped forward to grasp the old man's cold hands, and begged repeatedly: "The apprentice only asks the master for forgiveness, in fact, in the past many years of the gold reduction, the apprentice has been thinking about the master's teachings all the time...... I miss the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts ......"

"Crane go, isn't it remorse for being a teacher, regret was also impulsive back then, and I didn't restrain myself from giving you a palm, if you don't have that palm, with your personality, you won't drop the gold...... No, ......" The old man's stern face finally showed a smile, "Crane go, for the teacher, when I was in Tai'an, I never told you, for the teacher...... Always be proud of you, with your desert knife...... For the proud ......", the hand full of vicissitudes has already hung down, the heart knot has been untied, and the old man has walked peacefully.

The eagle, whose wings were broken, could no longer fly, and there was no longer even a moan. The old man of Wen Taowu has cultivated two generations of outstanding generals, but he has fallen into despair to this day, failed to realize his long-cherished wish in his life, and finally died of personal enmity.

Life experience and family and country, wear out a few heroes, and survive a few deceased.

Between heaven and earth, there is nowhere to look up to the traces, only to see the smoke and rain in the past, only to visit the old only sad tears, when young and frivolous, now half of the ghosts, the other half is, Hu is not extinguished, the temples are autumn.

Lin Mo stood on one side, stunned by the death of the old man: Who would have expected that in this life, his heart is in Tianshan Mountain, and he is old in Cangzhou. This sentence is enough to tell the story of a lifetime.

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Sacrifice to the river.

The summer winds are intermittent and messy.

Yu Ziyan scattered the master's ashes into the river and asked the people around her: "Third senior brother, are you back?" I know that your confession in front of the master is sincere, you really, miss the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts, so why stay in Jinnan as the third ......?"

Huang He smiled and shook his head: "Ziyan, since I have made this choice, I will be loyal to this choice." Kim Nam is third and does not look back. ”

"You're pathetic. Yu Ziyan sneered and bit her lip.

Huang He turned his head and looked at Yu Ziyan's puzzled appearance, and there was a hint of softness in his unangry and powerful appearance: "Ziyan, you really haven't changed at all." Actually, you and Master are the same kind of people, knowing that everyone's path is different, but naively trying to make everyone think the same way as you. This is true for me, this is true for Lin Chujiang, and this is not the case for Lin Mo......" Turning his head, "When Lin Qian disappeared, you would forcibly force Lin Mo, who likes to dance and write, to replace him, and replace his name for more than ten years, suddenly Lin Qian reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and Lin Mo was told that all the rivers and lakes he finally liked would be returned to Lin Qian...... Purple Smoke, if it were me, I would definitely not endure this pain...... Ziyan, you've planted too much bitter fruit without knowing it, can you understand?!"

"Don't think you'll know Chuan Yu better than I do!" Yu Ziyan said coldly, "Huang He goes, you don't have to deliberately change the topic, you are determined to stay in the Jin Kingdom, there is no room for manoeuvre?!"

Huang Hego smiled and shook his head slowly.

"It's a pity, Huang He is gone...... Yu Ziyan sneered with mockery, "It is said that anyone who is named by the master is a metaphor for his life, I thought it was nonsense, but after a few decades, I knew that one by one came true, Huang He went, since you are gone, you are destined not to be the ability to govern the world, but the talent of troubled times." ”

"Ziyan, don't forget, you are also the one mentioned in Master's mouth. I'm afraid you are not the ability to govern the world, but the talent of troubled times. Huang He sneered, and Yu Ziyan's face turned pale: "What did you say?!"

"Lin Chujiang, Lin Qian, these two characters who bring war and chaos everywhere they go are related to you, one was your husband, and the other was born by you, what are you not a talent in troubled times?" Huang He went to restrain his smile, and there was another sentence that he didn't say to Ziyan, the second one you gave birth to, Lin Mo, I'm afraid that he is also like his father and brother, wherever he goes, he takes war with him.

"However, no matter what, the enmity of our previous generation ends with the death of the master, and the rise and fall of the next generation begins with the prosperity of Lin Qian. Huang He sighed, "Surprise annihilation of Wakamatsu and Bingbing, the Eastern Sichuan Underworld Society is not far from overturning, according to the current pattern of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin Qian only has one or two opponents left, and the unification of the martial arts is just around the corner." ”

"Qian'er...... I haven't seen him since he was lost, it's ...... It's been nineteen years...... I have only heard of his achievements, but I don't know ...... his life now" Yu Ziyan choked. His own son can only be speculated by listening to legends thousands of miles away.

Huang He was stunned for a moment, and heard that she had the intention of meeting Lin Qian: "If I were you, I would immediately take Lin Mo back to Jiankang, and I would never ask about the rivers and lakes or Lin Qian." ”

"But...... He's already, not far from me...... His subordinates are here, and they all have to go back to see him......" Yu Ziyan's face was full of yearning.

"If you want the 'Wound of the Stranger' to come true, go ahead. ”

Yu Ziyan looked west with tears, it was about to be night, and Qian'er's subordinates were said to leave after nightfall...... Am I a mother...... He had to pass by Qian'er again......

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