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Chapter 34
Hongyu is suddenly empty and the years are silent.
Zuo Yuesheng saw the mountains that stretched away, Lu Jing saw the woman in the blue dress in front of the Xuan window, Ye Cang saw Cangmu burning in the raging fire, Lou Jiang saw two figures that were falling... many, many more Familiar and distant faces and things flashed across the pupils, the light shattered and turned.
Being overwhelmed by them is like being overwhelmed by a distant dream.
"Bastard!"
Elder Tao Rong was furious, jumped up like a roc, drew his sword and slashed at Zhou Ziyan at the top of the altar.
"What are you doing?!"
The sword light was as fast as lightning, and Zhou Ziyan was split in half, but not a trace of blood splashed out.
His figure, like the dew when the sun came out, quickly evaporated and dissipated. The surrounding sky celadon pattern, the bright red candles, the water mist and the rainbow... all quickly faded, as if the canvas had been slashed, and Elder Tao, with his sword, slammed into another dusty and dim world behind the rice paper.
No wind, no water and no fire.
The celadon cup stood on the cracked lake, the candle burnt out and only a charred wick remained. Under the four-column lattice door, Zhunv Zhushi disappeared, and Qiu Bodeng and others in the water pavilion also disappeared.
"Shuiyue Jinghua... Yes, a good formation technique."
Elder Tao stood where Zhou Ziyan had just stood, his sleeves slowly falling.
"You've grown a lot over the years."
The sky is gray, the altar is gray, the cloister, the attic, the pavilion, and all the houses beyond are gray, but the shadows are dark.
"The little trick of carving insects made the teacher laugh."
Zhou Ziyan was hidden in the darkness, and his figure was nowhere to be seen.
"The person who taught you the formation technique is unpredictable. If this is a small skill of carving insects, all the ink masters in Shanhaige should die." Elder Tao said.
He lowered the sword with his right hand, and the stone surface pointed by a little cold light on the tip of the sword seemed to be unable to withstand some kind of sharpness, and a cobweb-like crack appeared silently, but a pipe slipped out of his left hand and started smoking.
"Who told you we were coming to Licheng? What did they promise you?"
"Didn't the teacher hear it?" Zhou Ziyan seemed to smile, the shadows of the buildings around the altar stretched little by little, gradually covering the celadon withered lotus growing at the bottom of the lake, "I hope that I will use the sun and the moon, I hope that I will use the four/wind. ."
"idiot!"
Elder Tao scolded, and the cigarette rod knocked in the air, knocking out a few dark red sparks. Sparks splashed, fell to the bottom of the lake, and fell on the distorted shadows of the water pavilions, burning them into white smoke in an instant.
"Impossible! Stubborn! Do you believe what anyone says? Do you think that if you act as a lackey for those guys and work for them, they will really fulfill their promises? I think your growth has grown into a dog."
"The teacher's responsibility is justified, but isn't Shanhaige also serving as the lackey of the Bai clan?" Zhou Ziyan bowed slightly, as if he was still in the previous class, waiting for the teacher to clear his doubts, "Bai clan is attacking the Wu clan in the south, using the way Qingzhou, Shanhaige not only promises, but also lends a helping hand, isn't this the pawn of the Bai clan? Orβ"
He has always been respectful since he met, and until now, those sharp swords that have been stuck in his heart for a long time are suddenly unsheathed in the sound.
"Is this also the trade-off you said?"
The pipe hovered in the air, and there was a dead silence all around.
"Have you hated me for a long time?" Elder Tao took a breath of cigarette slowly, and the fog he exhaled blurred his eyes, "Did you breathe a sigh of relief when arranging the accommodation? It is to restrain the killing intent, it takes a lot of effort, and it is easy to show off."
"Ziyan dare not."
Zhou Ziyan said coldly.
"In the past, I was the most annoying of your virtue, and my heart was like a cow, and I should be good at everything in my face and mouth. Hate is hate, and I have to obey the courtesy of a disciple, not a little boyish. "Elder Tao let go of the pipe and let it fall on the black stone, the sword was inserted in front of him, the left hand and the right hand held the hilt of the sword, and the white hair was blown by the wind, "However, you can hate me and hate Shanhaige. The only thing you shouldn't do is to shoot at Taiyi. You still have his sword in your hand, right? When did you learn to be ungrateful?"
The boatman lowered his head.
Tai Yijian was in the box, the body of the sword trembled slightly, trying to break out of the box, but it was tightly locked by twelve copper chains.
- I have a sword.
ββIf you want to sacrifice to heaven, come to me to borrow a sword.
The boy in red opened the paper umbrella, pushed aside the rain curtain, and walked away, but his voice was left behind by the rain.
Zhou Ziyan closed his eyes: "He said that Licheng is very beautiful, but this beauty is the blood splashed from the heart, and it is the last moment... There is no hope for life, no fear for death, no gratitude and righteousness, son Yan also has a balance today!"
He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes cold.
"Teacher, please advise!"
The world is shrouded in darkness, and shadows are overwhelming.
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Grey walls, grey tiles and grey eaves.
Zuo Yuesheng stood dumbfounded on Pan Street, and for a moment only felt that he had walked into the shadow of Licheng.
"Damn it," he murmured, "what's the matter?"
"Everything with action is like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity, so you should look at it like this..." Monk Budu was beside him, looking left and right, "This is the moon in the water, and the flowers in the mirror."
"What, what do you mean?" Lu Jing didn't understand.
Not only did he not understand, he didn't even understand what was going on right now.
He only remembered that the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens was still being held just now. Thousands of lights were shining brightly. Then who... oh, when the boatman Yan Shuangpao shook, the water that originally connected the heaven and the earth rolled towards them. In the light and shadow, he I saw my mother sitting by the window again...
Then, when I woke up, I found myself standing on Pan Street.