Tianzhu Mountain, which is full of spring, ushered in the first dawn after the chess game, but no one knew that in this dawn with fish belly white in the sky, a figure groped down from the mountain road of Tianzhu Mountain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Passing by the Yuelai Inn, he didn't attract anyone's attention, passed by quietly, and left quietly, leaving only a quick glimpse.

She is in the midnight, she is the ghost of the midnight, she is in the dawn, she is the light of the dawn.

She left, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

When I came, I was dressed as a son, and when I left, I was a lot simpler and simpler, a plain dress, a cloth belt was tied with green silk very casually, and my hair was pulled.

Looking at the plaque that no one has repaired, it is about three feet wide and about one foot high, and it is written with the three characters of Gu Nanyue, cursive.

Hua Xiangrong smiled silently, not knowing whether to laugh at herself, or to laugh at the Tianzhu Mountain with Gu Nanyue written on it.

"I'm gone, don't think about me. Hua Xiangrong muttered to the plaque.

It's just that this whisper is addressed to whom?

Plaque, mountain road, Gunanyue Tianzhu Mountain?

It doesn't seem to be.

The gloomy back, under the gaze of Gu Nanyue, silently disappeared until it disappeared on the granite mountain road.

......

In the courtyard, the two of them leaned against each other, looking at a pear blossom tree, green and white intersected, but it was lovely, in the pond, the red carp water surface jumped lightly, slapping the splash, very happy.

On the edge of the courtyard wall, there are two young children playing and playing.

Looking at this comfortable and leisurely scene, Yue Xiao hugged the beautiful woman in his arms tightly.

Looking at the sunrise, counting the sunset, the endless love and concubine, the two children are playing with swords, playing with knives, competing with each other, but that pair of little brothers, why win or lose?

Beautiful scenery is not always there, and comfort is not always there.

The picture is fleeting, a middle-aged man stands in front of a lonely grave, and a stone tablet is erected in front of the grave, and there is no word on the tablet.

The bleak scene of late autumn brought tears to the eyes of the man standing in front of the lonely grave.

The man who has always been iron-blooded in front of people is so tender in front of this wordless monument.

Sitting on the dry grass, the man put down the long sword in his hand, it was a long sword that refused to leave his body even when he slept, I am afraid that only at this time, the man would let go of everything.

Untie the small wine gourd around your waist, which contains thirteen-year-old Luosha wine.

The man silently lifted the lid of the gourd, lifted the gourd, and was speechless for a long time at the wordless monument.

The man looked at the rare thirteen-year-old wine in the world, but he still didn't drink it.

Putting down the gourd and closing the lid of the gourd, the man picked up his sword and turned away, leaving a lonely grave.

In front of the wordless monument, there is a wine gourd, and in the wine gourd, it is still filled with thirteen-year-old Luosha wine.

The man is gone, leaving a desolate and lonely place, and the man is gone, leaving a lonely grave to live with.

In the lonely grave, there was once a generation of heroes.

In the lonely grave, it was his brother.

It's just that now, things are not people, and there is only one lonely grave.

Who is buried under the lonely grave? Only the man knows, and perhaps the dry bones under the loess behind the wordless monument are also clear.

It's just that it all dissipated, dissipated in the desert full of sand.

I saw that in the yellow sand all over the ground, a person and a sword faced a thousand horses, looking at the opposite Jin Ge iron horse, the majestic and magnificent posture, it seemed that it was not that one person and one sword that were afraid, but this well-trained thousand horses.

In the yellow sand in the sky, under the shadow of the sword and sword, one person fights a thousand horses.

What a spirit?

In the bloody dusk, the horses neighed and the swords were silent, leaving a bloody shadow in the air.

How happy?

As the sun sets, the yellow sand is all over the ground, and thousands of horsemen sleep here, and the man with one man and one sword is just a torn robe.

How powerful?

The man walked in the yellow sand, nibbling on steamed buns as hard as stones, and continued to the next hunting target.

......

If this were a real scenario, it might have become a legend, but it was only ......

"Hey, get up!" a shrill voice echoed through the room.

"I didn't hear that. Chongsan looked at Yue Xiao, who was still holding the quilt.

Chongsan picked up the tea on the table and threw it directly towards Chongsan.

"Ah, what's on fire?" Yue Xiao was splashed with water, and suddenly sat up, his hazy eyes looked left and right, but he found that everything in the room was as usual, but there was a person standing in front of him.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Yue Xiao hurriedly pulled the quilt and wrapped his whole body.

"I've seen it a long time ago, there's nothing special about it, it's just that there's a spring on the bed. Chongsan watched Yue Xiao wake up, walked to the table and sat down.

When Yue Xiao heard this, he immediately felt hot on his face.

"Ah, why does your head hurt so much?" Yue Xiao touched his head, feeling dizzy, last night's madness made him exhausted, as if he was enchanted.

"You're embarrassed to say, last night's Spring Festival, but you slept peacefully. Chongsan laughed at Yue Xiao Dao.

Yue Xiao was still touching his head, as if he was recalling last night's madness.

However, it soon became clear that something was wrong.

"When did you come in?" asked Yue Xiao.

"What kind of person? When I came in, you were shirtless, holding a quilt on the bed. ”

"Oh......" Yue Xiao didn't say the following, but he was as smart as Chongsan, how could he not understand what Yue Xiao meant.

"Look, this should be what she left for you. Chongsan picked up a letter on the table.

The letter reads "Yue Lang personally enlightened" in four handsome and beautiful letters.

Yue Xiao was about to get up, but his whole body was naked, and he always felt a little awkward.

"Big brother, can you ......?"

"I've seen it all, manly man, what's so shy?" Chongsan seemed to be used to the kind of days when the camp was together.

"Big brother, I'm not used to it. Yue Xiao said with a red face.

"Okay, I'm leaving, remember to go out for breakfast later, it's three poles in the morning, and I can't get up yet, it seems that I was really tired last night. Chongsan said with a smile.

Yue Xiao could only smile back awkwardly.

I got dressed and freshened up casually.

Finally sat down at the table, holding the letter from Yue Lang himself, but Yue Xiao's head was still a little painful.

"Is it really tired?" Thinking of last night's madness, Yue Xiao muttered to himself.

The letter was torn open, Yue Xiao unfolded the folded letter paper, and looked at it for a brief chat.

There is no joy and anger, no sorrow and joy, as if those emotions have been thrown out of the clouds at this moment.

"Yue Lang, I'm leaving. The first sentence, just five words, made Yue Xiao's dream last night come to naught.

The scene of the two people leaning on each other in the courtyard disappeared in front of these five words.

Disappearing with it, there is also the scene of the two young sons playing and playing.

"The concubine came from the barbarian, and went from Angelica. ”

"If there is revenge, it is difficult to be at ease, and you should cherish it. ”

"I went to Wushan together last night, and the concubine missed herself, and I hope you don't care. ”

"When you have lofty aspirations, the concubine looks at the Sansheng Stone. ”

"Meng Po Tang did not forget, and called Yue Lang in the next life. ”

"Don't read it, think about it. ”

Yue Xiao looked at the letter word by word, Hua Xiangrong's life experience, he understood, Hua Xiangrong was originally a barbarian, this Yue Xiao knew that there was revenge but not revenge, revenge?

As for the last Sansheng Stone, Meng Po Soup, a few deep words in the afterlife, Yue Xiao was even more difficult to understand.

There are some wrinkles on the paper, as if they were left by water stains, so they must be tears of imagination.

Yue Xiao, who rushed out of the room, looked for Hua Xiangrong's figure like crazy.

But in the Guizhen Building, on Tianzhu Mountain, in the Yuelai Inn...... Wherever the two of them had left footprints, Yue Xiao went to look for them one by one, but they were all empty buildings, where there were Yiren.

Chongsan has always been by Yue Xiao's side.

Standing on the Heavenly Palace, Yue Xiao looked northwest and looked at the Lotus Peak, the highest peak of Tianzhu Mountain, where there had been two oaths.

The king should be determined to be the world, and the concubine should be the auxiliary.

There is Yue Lang and Xiang Rong's longing.

It's just that now it is a man who is with Yue Lang, a man who dares to give life to the other party.

"Big brother, I want to leave. Yue Xiao turned his head and said with a bitter face.

"What's the matter if you're gone? Wouldn't you be alive without her?" Chongsan said as he patted Yue Xiao on the shoulder.

From mid-day to sunset, the two have been sitting quietly on the corridor of the Heavenly Palace, Yue Xiao is thinking about Xiangrong in his heart, and Chongsan wants to comfort Yue Xiao, but he doesn't know where to start.

"Just cry if you want to, just cry out. "I don't know when, Jiang Yandie appeared in the Heavenly Palace.

"Xiang Rong is gone. Yue Xiao looked lifeless and haggard, and Jiang Yandie was distressed when she saw it.

"Forget it, let him be alone for a while, it's been a whole day, no food, no water, that's all there is to say. Chongsan pulled Jiang Yandie away.

Leaving a lonely heavenly palace, a sad person sitting in the heavenly palace looked into the distance, and gently muttered that he wanted to leave.

In the middle of the night, Chongsan came to this heavenly palace and looked at Yue Xiao lying on the corridor, probably tired, and fell asleep on the cold granite like that.

Chongsan did not leave, but took the robe in his hand and covered Yue Xiao and sat aside.

Looking at Yue Xiao's pale face, he suddenly remembered himself.

On that snowy night, what I experienced could even be said to be a collapse, but I still survived.

"Brother, I know you're sad, but it's only temporary, and everything will be fine. Chongsan said.

Listening to the gentle snoring sound coming from the Heavenly Palace, Chongsan smiled slightly, and then said slowly.

"I want to ...... at the beginning" just said only three words and then came to an abrupt end.

"Yes, I want to think about the beginning, everything is just thinking about the beginning, and now I'm not alive and well" was silent for a long time, and in the wind, Chongsan looked up at Lotus Peak and said silently.

"Brother, go to sleep, wake up, naturally it's dawn. Chongsan looked at Yue Xiao, who had turned over, and said softly.

In the long night, on the heavenly palace, a person fell asleep peacefully under his robe, and from time to time words popped out of his mouth, don't go, wait for me.

Under the long night, in the corridor of the Heavenly Palace, a person sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, silently guarding.

Under the long night, only the breeze blows, although the early spring has passed, but the night on the top of Tianzhu Mountain is still as cool as water.