Sleepless opened his mouth, as if he was still immersed in the grief just now, and was a little surprised by the endless actions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Get it out. He frowned coldly, and the grief on his face was swept away, as if he had never been.

Sleepless came back to his senses at this time, and muttered, "I...... I ......"

Suddenly remembered something, and said loudly: "Little shepherd boy, yes, catch that little shepherd boy quickly......"

He punched Sleepless in the face, "your little shepherd boy." ”

Sleepless's brows immediately turned blue, and his mouth was still muttering about the little shepherd boy.

Zhao Zheng didn't know what was wrong with the two, so he hurriedly said: "There is something to say." ”

But how could Zhao Zheng know about the matter of cultivating the true treasure record, if he knew what he was doing, it would be strange if he didn't die of anger.

It's not good to say it directly, and when he saw Zhao Zheng dissuading him, he glared at Sleepless fiercely, put it aside for the time being, didn't stop taking care of the loss, lowered his head and was silent.

Zhao Zheng saw that the two of them were no longer tearing, so he put his mind at ease first and let them sit down in the Fushou Gang first.

Zhao Zheng guided the two of them through the gap between the trees.

The two of them wondered why the gate was not built here, Zhao Zhengdao: "Since the destruction of the master gate, I have no intention of interacting with the world......

The two of them listened to it and sighed.

Through the gap between the trees, the eyes suddenly opened, only as far as the eye could see, a horse and a flat river, there were more than a dozen scattered houses built in the distance, the houses were planted with tall trees around the house, at the moment it was thick and green, near was a big square, there were about ten zhang far and near, the ground of the square was paved with pebbles, and in the center of the square, a high stone pillar stood up to the sky, at the top of the stone pillar, but inlaid with a big white disc, I don't know what it was for.

In the vicinity of the square, there are several graves in turn, looking at the names of the tombstones, they are Ruan Wu Shan, Zhang Ren, Li Yi, Song Zhi, and finally, Ruan Shou'er.

These tombs stand alone in this vast area, and a sense of loneliness arises spontaneously.

Sleepless bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and bowed respectfully three times in the direction of the tomb.

Zhao Zheng choked up and said: "On that day, Fushou Mountain turned to ashes, and the bones of the master and brothers were gone, so I could only build an empty grave for them." ”

Zhao Zheng said that he was going to help him up, Sleepless shook his head, still kneeling, kneeling step by step to the tomb, and kowtowed respectfully, Zhao Zheng couldn't imagine that Sleepless was so attentive, and also walked over and knelt on Sleepless's side, and kept looking, it was not good to stand alone, and also ran over, pretending to kneel next to them.

Sleepless and mournful, his face became more sad, and he kowtowed heavily at each grave.

When he arrived at Song Zhi's grave, he stroked the cold stone tablet sleeplessly, looking at the angular name of Song Zhi on the stone tablet, his heart was even more sad, and tears immediately overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

The tombstone standing in front of the grave was tall and big, as if the people in the tomb had come alive and stood there.

Sleepless said in a low voice: "Brother Song, I didn't expect that you and I hadn't known each other for long, and suddenly there were two ways of life and death, Brother Song, you have knowledge under the spring, you must not forget our friendship." ”

After saying that, he buried his face in his hands and began to cry bitterly.

Zhao Zheng saw him crying bitterly, and he couldn't help but be sad.

Sleepless and cried for a long time, raised his head, stroked the tombstone with his hand, and choked up and said: "Brother Song, I can't stand your Fushou Mountain, your Fushou Mountain is ruined because of the cultivation of the true treasure record, some people want to make a fortune by cultivating the true treasure record, you Fushou Mountain was razed to the ground because of the cultivation of the true treasure record, and some people turned against their friends for the sake of the true treasure record, Ruan Wushan, I want you to be a generation of heroes, guard this treasure mountain, and have no quarrel with the world, the disciples are all benevolent, righteous and kind, respectful and courteous, unexpectedly suffered this catastrophe, the bones are gone, and only the empty grave is left. Fushou Mountain, Fushou Mountain, why did you sin against heaven and suffer this retribution?"

Sleepless mourning and crying, it seems to tell the pain of Fushou Mountain, and it seems to tell about his own pain.

Speaking of the painful part, tears and snot rippled down together.

Zhao Zheng listened, felt the same way, and also buried his head in tears.

Restlessly, he heard that sleeplessness clearly referred to Sang scolding Huai, and it was hard to say anything, so he bowed his head without saying a word.

Zhao Zheng cried to the emotional place, stood up, raised his arms towards the majestic sky, and shouted: "What is my Fushou Mountain's sin against the sky, why is it poisoned by this?"

The voice gradually rippled in the air, swirling back and forth in the sky, as if there were voices echoing in all directions in the sky: What is my sin in Fushou Mountain! What is my sin in Fushou Mountain! What is my sin in Fushou Mountain!

The sound echoed through the sky, making the ear drums buzz.

Sleepless and restless, looking at the sky.

For a while, the dark clouds in the sky surged, and in an instant, thunder sounded, which seemed to respond to Zhao Zheng's heart.

After a while, it began to rain in the sky with rolling dark clouds.

But it was only a moment of work, and the sky opened and the sky cleared again.

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After Wang Zhongsan and Han Zhi quarreled, they no longer had the heart to think about the wine worm, Wei Ta urged several times, Wang Zhongsan said impatiently: "What else to catch, don't catch it, you can't eat or drink if you catch it." He shook his hand again and again and refused, but his eyes were staring at Han Zhi, Han Zhi snorted coldly in his nose, and said, "If you don't want to catch it, don't catch it, as if you caught it for me." ”

When Wang Zhongsan heard this, the fire came up again, "Did you catch it for me?"

The two of them said the wrong language, and they wanted to attack each other.

Wei Ta hurriedly dissuaded.

It wasn't until dinner that the anger of the two slowly subsided, and now it was already dark, and it was impossible to catch wine bugs, so they had to put this matter aside.

That night, several people discussed it and decided to go to Qingsha again.

On the second day, Wang Zhongsan settled down on the matter of riding Lushan, and then went to Qingsha with a few people.

Qing Beach is some distance from here, and a few people didn't come until noon.

After coming. Unexpectedly, Qingsha Beach, which has not been lonely for a few days, is lively again.

It was still crowded with people, and I heard the commotion from afar.

People's memories are really poor, and after a few days, the original tragedy fades in people's hearts, and people flock to it with curiosity.

Perhaps it was the news that the mythical beast had appeared that aroused people's desire to hunt for curiosity, so they were willing to risk their lives to come here.

Some people wrap their whole bodies tightly, revealing only their eyes, wanting to see the demeanor of the divine beasts; some people hold tools to catch wild beasts and want to catch them; some people even prepare poisonous arrows and poisonous bows; and some people want to take advantage of this to make a fortune and peddle homemade purses to ward off evil spirits.