Chapter 45: Taboos

"Da! Da!"

It's the sound of chess.

Under the peach blossom tree, in the depths of the white clouds, there are two people playing chess!

The faint white clouds obscured the two of them, so they could only see each other's vague figures.

Who is the day of the two of them?

Could it be ......

For them, it was an unbelievable answer, and they didn't want to believe it.

But if you think about it, you have to believe it.

How could a person with martial arts as high as heaven play chess with a mortal?

Chances are, both of them are ...... It's all days!

"Bell!"

Dao Er's knife fell to the ground with a buzzing sound.

As soon as the middle-aged man reacted from his stunnedness, he found that the knife maniac around him had drifted down the mountain.

He reached out and grabbed the knife maniac, ready to pull him up.

"Huh?"

After he saw the other party's appearance clearly, his face changed greatly, and a huge wave was set off in his mind.

The knife maniac closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep. He slept peacefully, unaware that he had fallen from the top of the mountain.

This is exactly the same as the dead who appeared at the foot of Wuyao Mountain earlier!

So...... He's dead!

That's it...... Inexplicably died in front of his own eyes!

The middle-aged man was breathing rapidly, and his face was full of disbelief.

Then, in a blur, he closed his eyes and fell down the mountain.

Yun Shu Yun Shu, Yun Shu Yun Shu.

The top of the mountain was calm again, except for the occasional sound of chess from the depths of the white clouds.

Bai Yujing.

The emperor looked at the file in his hand, and his face was extremely gloomy: "Are they really dead?"

"In this ...... In this world...... Is there no one who is your opponent?"

He himself knew very well what he was doing in this world, and everything was blamed on the man in Wuyao Mountain......

He is the emperor, he is the master of the country, how can he allow others to threaten his position?

"Heavenly ...... What about God? I can't deal with you anymore?"

"Oh my God, my God!"

"No, I am the sky, I am the heaven of the Great Zhou!"

He roared and roared with red eyes, and the green tendons on his neck shouted with teeth and claws.

Half a day.

The emperor tidied up his clothes and sat in the imperial study, once again showing an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

"Alas!"

He sighed softly.

At this moment, the emperor finally understood why the previous emperors never interfered in the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

However, he is the emperor! He is the master of the country!

Why?

Next to the couch, how can you allow others to snore!

There was a slight groan.

The emperor suddenly took out a brand new piece of rice paper and a red pen that had been prepared a long time ago.

After thinking about it, I began to write.

Soon, his countermeasures against this incident appeared on the rice paper.

One stroke at a time.

Three extremely beautiful red fonts appeared on the paper, Tianyulou!

Since the people of the rivers and lakes can't deal with him, then I will cultivate people who can deal with him myself!

Is it a martial arts wizard that is rare in a thousand years?

I don't believe that this Yang Yang Da Zhou will never find a second such character!

Thinking of that man, the emperor's complexion changed slightly, and the sword eyebrows on his forehead couldn't help but raise.

Collect the most subtle and powerful martial arts on the rivers and lakes, and use these things to cultivate a group of heartfelt subordinates for yourself.

If you want your subordinates to be completely at your mercy and listen to your own words, you must find people who are easy to control and manipulate.

And such a person must have a high talent in martial arts......

Puppet?

A puppet without thoughts......

Pregnant!

The emperor's eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his heart.

Among the hundred officials of the imperial court, only the Tan family is a martial arts family, and they have always been loyal to the imperial court.

So...... Let them take care of it!

Let them snare the gifted orphans from all over the world and instill in them the idea that they are only loyal to me!

Let them be the sharpest and sharpest weapons in my hands, and take out the enemy for me!

As for his business......

First, a character like Huang Chao has too high a status in the rivers and lakes now, and it is very likely that he will become the master of the rivers and lakes in the future and become the supreme of martial arts!

It is enough to have one king in the Great Zhou, there is no need for a second one!

Right now...... His prestige and position in the rivers and lakes must be weakened!

So...... Let no one talk about his deeds again!

dilute his status and image in the eyes of the Jianghu people...... In this way, others will completely forget him!

This is the most time-consuming and labor-intensive practice.

But.

He has no shortage of these!

Whether it's time, manpower or financial resources!

But!

The people in the rivers and lakes are all reckless people who don't know what to do, if I don't let them talk about this, will it backfire?

Thinking of this, five words popped out of the emperor's mind.

His face was also a little gloomy under the candlelight.

Eight Gates of the Rivers and Lakes...... Let them dispose of the stubborn for me......

For them, this is a good opportunity to strengthen themselves, and they will never let it go.

But...... What should I do if I have a tiger?

After pondering for a while, the emperor said to himself again: "Raising tigers is a problem...... If I can't even deal with the fierce tigers in the forest, how can I fight the sky?"

"When the time comes...... Let the eight gates of the rivers and lakes be my whetstone......"

"If you have self-knowledge, do not stand in the way of me......

"So...... Kill it......"

The emperor licked his lips, and there was a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, which made people shudder.

......

In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.

Piece by piece of moonlight, gently sprinkled down, sprinkled on the eaves, sprinkled on the river, sprinkled on the wall.

The bluestone-paved path is illuminated by the moonlight.

The smooth stone is bathed in moonlight and glows with a silver glow.

"Crunch!"

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and gently opened the wooden window, and the bright moonlight on the horizon immediately surged in at this opportunity.

The quiet night, the faint moonlight, and the unattended sycamore outside the house were cut into a picture by the small window, outlining a masterpiece!

Gazing at that picture, the moon, clouds, and trees overlapped lonely shadows, as cold and lonely as snow.

The breeze swept through the bright moon, and the yellow leaves moved with it, and the sadness was slowly swaying in my heart.

Loneliness always drifts down with the autumn wind and falling leaves, sending out a little bleak sadness.

The bright moon is scattered on the ground, shining crystal clear on the floor tiles.

The moonlight in autumn is more indifferent, flawless, and independent and arrogant.

But Lin Xuan saw the sadness and loneliness revealed from time to time in the moonlight.

Maybe she is too far away from the red dust, or maybe she has been lonely for a long time.

Even if he is high, his heart is full of loneliness and loneliness.

How many years has this round of moon been hanging lonely in mid-air?

How many people's melancholy does the cold moonlight entrust?

How many people's thoughts are pinned?

How many people's grievances are pinned?

"Lingao Pavilion, Yangzhou is thin in July. The smoke is thin, and after the crow returns, the twilight sky smells the horns.

The broken incense and residual fragrance are evil, and the west wind urges the sycamore to fall. The sycamore falls, and it is still autumn and lonely. ”

In this situation, Lin Xuan gently chanted a small word.

Looking at the lonely plane tree, and then at the cold bright moon, he couldn't help but feel a sense of distress in his heart.

At this moment, the breeze broke in through the window and blew his robe with a fluttering sound.

The long wind is cold and sorrowful, the autumn wind is sorrowful, and the cold is coming, which is just a symptom.

A cold wind slowly blew across his brows, a coolness, refreshing.

The green silk on his head danced in the wind, and the moonlight stayed aside with a misty luster and sang softly.

Blowing the sad tune of eternity, sweeping away those deep loneliness.

Singing this life is just a piece of cake......

The sky was dark, studded with stars.

The vast land was covered with silver frost.

Today's Yangzhou City has gradually thinned out, and the lights around have gradually gone out, leaving only a wisp of lonely thoughts and a lonely person.

Lin Xuan now only wishes to warm a pot of moonlight wine and indulge in the haze.

Lonely people cherish the moonlight and cherish this sultry swan song for the ages, because only the moonlight can understand their hearts.

"Alas!"

Today he sighs for the moon and mourns for the wind.

I feel the beauty of the bright moon, and I also feel the shortness of the years!

Mountains and seas!

Even if it is prosperous now, what will happen in a hundred years?

It's just a handful of flying sand in the hands of others!

Man in this life.

Those who are good at dancing dance lower than the Haoyue in the heart of the willow building. Those who are good at fighting have stepped on the twilight grass and smoke all over the battlefield. is good at poetry, alarming the mountains and rivers and ghosts. Those who are good at gathering have gold and jade to hold......

What will happen in 100 years?

There is nowhere to talk about desolation in a lonely grave......

If you live an ordinary life, what will happen if you finish your life?

What if you marry and have children like ordinary people, and the sun rises and the sun sets?

100 Years Later...... Suddenly, looking back, everything disappeared from the fingers, and I couldn't take it away, let alone keep it!

At a glance, the gloomy meaning is self-evident.

The wind and rain knocked on the window, but the scenery was still the same.

...... But the past is gone, and the deceased is gone......

How melancholy this must be......

Wait a minute!

Sentimentality?

What's wrong with you?

Shouldn't you have forgotten all about your love?

Am I being merciful or ruthless?

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly, then took the wine glass on the wooden table and drank it all.

He deliberately forgot his feelings before but was always disturbed by affection, and when he really forgot his feelings, he was still disturbed by affection!

Contradictory?

No!

Not!

Lin Xuan seemed to have figured out something, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His previous Dao heart was indeed in a state of being too forgetful.

He had indeed forgotten about his love before!

But why is there love now?

for he remembered again what he had forgotten.

Too forgetful is not ruthless, forgetfulness is lonely and unmoving, if forgotten. The speaker cares so much that he forgets to say a word.

His previous Dao heart was in the realm of seeing mountains not mountains and water not water, but now his Dao heart is looking at mountains and mountains and water or water.

The crowd is looking for him thousands of times...... Suddenly, the man looked back, but he was in the dim light......

Zhuangzi said: "The speaker cares so much that he forgets to say a word." ”

Forgetting to say is not to forget what you want to say, but to silently appreciate its meaning and not to express it by speaking.

The same is true of forgetfulness.

Forgetfulness is by no means ruthless, but affectionate, but affectionate but not for affection, not for affection, not for affection, to deal with affection open-mindedly and freely.

It is good to be affectionate, but affection cannot be stagnant, but must be free and easy.

Everlasting. Therefore, those who can live long and long in heaven and earth can live forever because they do not generate by themselves. It is the body that comes after the saint and the body that precedes it, and the body that exists outside the body. It is not because of its selflessness and evil, so it can become its selfishness.

In the past, Pangu opened the sky, and would rather die without regrets. Although he is ruthless to himself, he is a great love for the common people.

This is the true perfection of Taishang forgetfulness!

His previous state of mind was to let everything in heaven and earth fend for itself, and to do it naturally!

It is in a state of forgetfulness.

And now he is truly forgetful!

In fact, many people's understanding of Taishang's forgetfulness is only on the surface, and they mistakenly think that they must forget their feelings, and Lin Xuan is the same.

But the real Taishang is lovely!

He was already in the stage of forgetting, and he was still 108,000 miles away from the consummation of the Dao Heart!

Tonight it ......

What's more, Lin Xuan, who was in a state of forgetting words, would not be contaminated with any dust in his heart, and would not be alarmed.

If he wants to think about love and remember love, it will take at least thousands of years to polish it.

But the love in Fang Cai's heart is ......

In other words, he should have had nothing to do with love, and he had nothing to do with love.

Except for things related to themselves, they are indifferent to everything else......

So......

Who's helping him?

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.

Window......