The puppet palace, famous for its puppets, is mysterious and weird, both good and evil, and has no relationship with the world, but it has endured.

The light and dark palace, the dark palace is located on the top of a mountain high into the clouds, but the Ming Palace is a day's journey away from the peak known as the "puppet mountain".

The Ming Palace is extremely luxurious, and the cost of the pavilion is huge, and thousands of disciples come in and out, which is very lively.

The dark palace is all hidden in the sea of clouds and mountains, and from a distance, there is only a high mountain with no grass.

Ouchi's cleaning of the puppet palace and the Ming Palace undoubtedly made the rivers and lakes covet the puppet palace and were ready to move. But then the beggars returned, and there were countless casualties and the meaning of the yellow finch was put away.

Mo Zhicough looked at this mountain, which was already completely unfamiliar, stared for a long time, unable to take a step.

When I climbed this mountain, I returned to my home, where I missed my father and mother for 12 years. Mo who doesn't cough is Mo of the puppet palace.

Taking this step, the "Great Disciple of the Huashan Sect" will die, and no one will know where Mo Zhicough, who used to dance the sword alone on the top of Huashan, has gone.

One thought is the rest of your life.

The remembrance of the past and the hesitation of the future frightened him.

"Why are you standing here?" the voice behind him was strange and impatient, "There are so many things waiting for you, why did you come here to relax?"

Mo Zhicough turned around, and what he saw was a man covered with a veil, with slender eyes, cold and indifferent, with the two eyebrows that flew straight into the sideburns, which was even more eye-catching. Mo Zhicough was very impressed by these eyes, but he was not sure.

"Don ...... Uncle?"

Tang Xiaoyu frowned slightly, his eyes were full of strangeness: "What's wrong with you? Suddenly so polite? Just call me Tang Xiaoyu, I was so polite that I was so flustered." "Walked past him and stepped on the line up the mountain.

Probably because he didn't hear the footsteps behind him, Tang Xiaoyu turned around again: "Don't you go up?" Sure enough, he didn't wait for him, and continued to walk forward.

Mo Zhi coughed back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him: "Second uncle, you wait for me." ”

Tang Xiaoyu's back stiffened obviously, his footsteps stopped, and then he looked at Mo Zhicough, his eyes were indescribably weird. He looked at Mo Zhicough carefully from top to bottom, and then asked him with a strange face: "Are you Mo Zhicough?"

Mo Zhicough nodded in a daze: "Yes." ”

Tang Xiaoyu couldn't tell whether he was surprised or wanted to laugh, his face changed for a long time, and he still couldn't help laughing: "Oh my God, why do you look so ugly?"

Mo Zhiyu saw one of the people who had been closest to him, and was moved, but when he heard Tang Xiaoyu's words, his smile and his stomach were full of words, and he looked at him in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

Tang Xiaoyu laughed for a long time before he stopped laughing: "I mean, you and Mo Wai look too similar, and they can even be said to be exactly the same." He reached out and gestured at his height, and laughed again: "The same height, the same thinness, and the same voice." Although there is still a difference between the two of you if you look closely, the gap is too subtle. ”

Mo Zhi coughed and moved his lips, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Second uncle and third brother are all right?"

Tang Xiaoyu smiled enough, and he didn't seem so heartless: "Fortunately, there is nothing to worry about now, and I am very comfortable." Little four, welcome back. ”

"I ......" Mo Zhi's eyes turned red, and his lips moved repeatedly for a long time before he spit out, "I came back so late, the third brother won't blame me, right?"

Tang Xiaoyu's eyes regained his calm: "It's just now, I can let you come back." After waiting for a while, he added: "Let's go, go and meet your third brother?"

Mo Zhicough lowered his head and whispered: "I don't dare." ”

Tang Xiaoyu shrugged: "Then wait for you to dare to go up again?" Then I won't wait for you, I'm in a hurry to go back." ”

Mo Zhi coughed and gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly: "I'll go up, I want to go home." ”

Tang Xiaoyu's eyes seemed to flash a trace of something, but he quickly returned to calm: "After waiting for twelve years, waiting for another one, it's not easy." "Turn around and lead the way.

Looking at his back, the tears that I thought had been shed on the road in the past few days couldn't help but wet my eyes.

"Laugh foolishly, laugh foolishly, people are like their names. He is proud, but he is proud. This sentence has been said by my father, by my master, and by many, many people in the rivers and lakes.

Tang Xiaoyu is a strange person who acts for no reason, but he has a strange talent.

The Tang Sect couldn't keep him, and the Western Regions couldn't keep him, but he stayed in the puppet palace for twenty-three years. And what kept him was a man who had been dead for twelve years.

Twenty years ago, he was arrogant, sneering, and alone.

Twenty years later, he doesn't seem to have changed at all. There is no change, and there is no age.

My mother's last words can still be heard in my memory: "Laughing foolishly, how can Huai Jin be virtuous, can he keep you here?"

Yes, how can he let such a proud person who does not hesitate to betray his master, make enemies of the world's martial arts, and would rather betray his relatives and be displaced, rather than bow his head and seek a place to stay, guarding a mountain where the old man is no longer and the general trend has gone, waiting for so many years?

"Tsk, why is your nose a little sour? Could it be that you put too much vinegar in the dumplings at noon?" Gong Wei squatted on a tree in the distance, wrinkled his nose, squeezed his eyes again, and pouted, "I can't cry." ”

Gong Wei rubbed his chin and pondered: "I remember that Master seems to have said that the tears and blood of a killer are a thing. So...... I'm bleeding too much, so I won't cry?" sighed worriedly, and shook his head helplessly.

"Why do you want to do this? It should be a good thing not to cry, right?" Gong Wei changed his position and lay on the branch, squinting at the slowly setting sun, "It's going to be hard again when you go back, so let's rest for a while and go back when it's dark." ”

He didn't know where to pull out a piece of paper, and with two fingers he looked at the black dots on it: "There are thirteen more...... There are still thirteen days before the prince will go to the new rudder. It will take me nine days from here to get back to the new rudder of the Liquor Hall, and ten days at most...... There's still three days to spare, so it should be in time, right?"

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"Palace Master, ...... here"

"As I said, all of these were demolished and moved to the back mountain to set up three checkpoints. This area is used to house the mechanism I just mentioned. ”

"This is the key point of the Xuanwu Dao, and the mechanism that the palace master said is certainly powerful, but the interval between launches is too long, and it can be forcibly passed, and the practicality is not as strong as the original arrangement of these mechanisms. ”

"It's true that this section has a short firing interval and wide coverage, but it's much less effective against a small number of intruders. These crossbows are made of high-penetration steel needles, which cannot be reused after one use. Where is this? This is the last section of the area. Do you look down on our agencies too much or do you look down on the people who can afford to do it too much? In the end, how many people will be left? Well, even if there are only a few people left that are worth using a large-scale mechanism, do you think these people will be killed by this little broken steel needle?"

"But this kind of mechanism has a small coverage, and it is very likely that it will not be hit. ”

"Then add it, above, here, all plus the area attack mechanism. ”

"But ......"

Just when I walked to the door and opened, I heard the sound of an argument inside.

Tang Xiaoyu pushed the door in and asked, "What are you discussing?"

Mo cried and knocked on the drawings laid out on the table: "I chose the new rudder of the Liquor Hall in a small valley, and the overall structure is slightly similar to the puppet palace. There is a river along the shore that comes out of this side, the water is fast, and the bottom is full of sharp rocks, and the river channel is not very narrow. I've been to see the river, and it's perfectly fine to take a raft. It's just that this raft has to be made with a special method, and it costs a lot of money. In other words, this is a wonderful river that no one but a few people can cross!"

Tang Xiaoyu looked in the direction of his finger and nodded: "Well, indeed." If feasible, the river is a wonderful passage for transporting heavy loads. ”

Mo cried: "This place is wonderful, but the raft is big after all, so you can't use it more." I'm going to make a big road from the belly of the mountain here. You see, there was already a cave here, and according to the distance, it was already sixty and a half times through the digging straight through. This road is opened to serve as a transportation channel. The terrain is steep, and there are not too many mechanisms that need to be arranged. ”

Tang Xiaoyu squinted his eyes and estimated the approximate distance: "If you want to make this road well, it will take at least two years." ”

Mo Wai spread out a piece of cowhide next to him again, and circled a piece of it with his fingers: "Look, this is this valley." This was one of the rudder positions chosen by my grandfather's generation, but it was later abandoned halfway due to manpower reasons. But you see, although many minor places are not moving, in the valley, and in the bellies of the surrounding mountains, most of them are dealt with. Now that construction has begun in the valley, the main organs have been built, and they can live in it at any time. For the rest, take your time. Anyway, it's a new rudder, and it will take them many years to train killers, so there's no need to rush. ”

Tang Xiaoyu nodded: "It's really good, it's fast." By the way, you haven't said what you're arguing about. ”

Mo cried and spread his hands: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I plan to change the last card of Xuanwu Dao, but they don't want to." He handed him the drawing on one side.

Tang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows: "Didn't this mechanism be made a few months ago?

Mo cried and asked, "Do you think it's inappropriate?"

Tang smiled foolishly: "Suitable, of course suitable." I'm just expressing my surprise. ”

The man next to him couldn't help but remind: "Hall Master, this set of mechanisms is very difficult to make and takes a long time. Counting the two of you, I'm afraid that there are only more than 20 people in the entire puppet palace. Now that the vitality of the puppet palace has not yet recovered, and dozens of people have been dispatched to build the rudder, where are the idlers to do this mechanism?"

Tang Xiaoyu then remembered the reason why he came, and hurriedly said, "I forgot." Don't cry, your brother is back. ”

"My brother?" Mo cried for a moment, not understanding what he meant, "Which one?"

Tang Xiao smiled foolishly: "How many younger brothers do you have?"

Dressed in a gray robe and carrying a sword on his back, Mo Zhicough, who was covered in dust, looked at his brother who looked very similar to himself, pulled out a smile, and said softly: "Third brother." ”

No one knows and can't not know himself, so Mo Cry naturally has no reason not to recognize who he is. After being stunned for a long time, Mo Cry smiled, walked out quickly, and hugged him into his arms: "You're finally back." ”

If they don't stand together, I'm afraid they can't tell who is who, but when they stand together, the gap is still relatively obvious. Mo Wai, who has not seen the light all year round and deals with puppets every day, looks thinner, has pale skin, and is a little shorter than Mo Zhicough. But Mo Crying, who is smiling and emotionally restrained, is much more stable than Mo Zhiqi.

Mo cried and let go of his hand, stretched out his hand to compare the gap between Mo Zhicough and the top of his head, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, when I grew up, I was already taller than me." Why are you so short? I thought you were at least half a head taller than me. ”

Mo Zhicough also put away his sadness, and laughed hard: "I didn't eat well, I didn't grow up." ”

Don't cry and spread your hands: "That's it, it's not too short, don't care about it." It seems that the two of us are not tall in this nest, and I am afraid that we will be ridiculed again when we meet the second brother in the future. ”

Mo Zhi coughed and opened his mouth, swallowed the words back when he came to his mouth, and asked instead, "Third brother, do you welcome me back?"

Mo cried and laughed: "How come? ”

There was no too much greeting, and the smiling sentence "It's good to come back" contained all the emotions of Mo Cry.

Here, it's home.

In the future, I will have a family, and I will no longer have to float like rootless duckweed.

That's all you need to stop coughing.

Tang Xiaoyu watched quietly on the side, and the corners of his lips inadvertently revealed a hint of a smile.

Actually, he's still old. Older people always want to see the smiles of young people, especially young people who have grown up.

What was it like to be at their age?

How many people are left in the world in the past, and there is still a time to see them in this life?

Time flies, and the white horse flies. The deceased is not dead, but he will be old. In this world, the rivers and lakes of strife should also be given to young people.

When this catastrophe has passed, he can take a pot of turbid wine and sit in front of the grave of the deceased and talk to them about his youth.