【Lianbei】Food marrow to know the taste

Bei Jing leaned on the railing, and the evening wind gently blew the ends of his hair.The setting sun in the distant sky is like blood, illuminating the already green eucalyptus leaves.Occasionally, at the gate of the school, there are students who escaped late with their schoolbags on their backs, and disappear at the end of the road alone.

"Hi."

Lianhua raised her eyebrows in surprise, and stood beside him.But Bei Jing rested his chin with one hand, and his eyes still fell vaguely far away.

"There is progress, I can already feel it."

Bei Jing was even a little used to this man's elusive style, so he turned around and half lay on the railing.The sunset glow was reflected in the boy's bright eyes, and the white neck was more completely exposed, and was also gilded with a layer of gold by the setting sun.

Lianhua glanced over his slender neck calmly, coughed, and couldn't help licking the corners of her lips.

"Thanks to you, I'm starting to understand my business slowly."

There was a heavy-looking cloud in the sky, like a floating fortress.Bei Jing stared there, recalling the vague memories of his childhood.Standing on the top of the slide, he looked at this golden but peaceful city from a distance, imagining that this was his own country.There is a cloud that will carry him, taking advantage of the east wind in spring, to travel through all the past and future at a leisurely speed.

Lianhua half leaned against the railing, hummed, and echoed softly: "Really?"

In fact, he has always hated such a bright evening. In those blurred memories that seem to be hallucinatory, the sunset when the city was broken was also so red like blood.The whole city was reduced to ruins, and he was the only one who finally couldn't hold the spear in his hand anymore, and knelt down on the bluestone long street covered with greasy blood.

But at this moment, amidst the boy's clear breathing, Lianhua felt the long-lost peace.

Bei Jing showed a helpless smile, and made a stretching motion: "Sure... it has something to do with the medicine you sent, right? Actually, I didn't think of anything, but, I seem to finally realize 'myself'. "

Both of his arms were beyond the border of the railing, and even his upper body was hanging dangerously in the air.Lianhua looked at him, but didn't stop him.

Bei Jing blew away the hair on the tip of his nose, and the boy's still immature face was full of confusion: "That day, when those two people appeared here and told me 'you are a soul eater', I didn't take it seriously at all. But now I'm starting to realize that...it's actually such a happy life, I never really think about my own business."

"If I'm really the emperor of the soul-eating, then my ideal should be to let everyone in the country live such a simple and happy life..." The boy laughed again at this point, "so happy The biggest worry is where to go on weekends, such days must be meaningless to you, right?"

No.

Resisting the urge to blurt out, Lianhua frowned fiercely, snorted, and directly grabbed the boy's wrist, pulling him into his arms with undeniable strength.

"Hey... wow! You, what are you doing?"

When he realized that he was already being carried on his shoulders, Bei Jing was a little flustered, but he didn't dare to make too much noise to attract everyone in the classroom to watch.And Lianhua put one arm around the boy's waist, and easily jumped over the hurdle.

"Little Emperor, remember to catch me."

It's as if the person in the painting has finally broken free from the frame, and it's as if the person watching the painting has fallen into a strange world.Bei Jing grasped Lianhua's clothes subconsciously, and his breathing became disordered for a moment: "Hey, you don't mean to—"

As soon as the words fell, Lianhua leapt into this too old city, leading Bei Jing from the high platform.

In the boy's wide-open eyes, trees, playgrounds, basketballs in the frame and more things, streets full of pedestrians, LED signs lit up in department stores, red balloons released by children... and forever The untouchable sky and clouds, like a flowing scroll, all hit him.

There is also Lianhua's long hair, floating lightly in front of Bei Jing's eyes, with a dazzling light golden color at the end.

……

"Brother Bei, someone is looking for—! Huh? I feel like I was still here just now..."

The deskmate leaned on the railing and looked left and right, and even poked his probe down suspiciously to make sure that Bei Jing didn't fall in a daze, then turned his head to the Eight Immortals and said doubtfully, "I'm sorry, I don't know where Bei Jing is... Hey, It seems like it was here last second?"

The Eight Immortals looked calm, he nodded his thanks to his tablemate, and then stood alone in front of the railing, and he could still feel the residual heat when he put his fingers on the metal.

"Your majesty's tricks are better..." The Eight Immortals, who happened to miss it, sighed helplessly, holding the precious and precious token of the young master in their hands, and after much deliberation, they did not act.

"Well, his schoolbag is still there, he should be back before the evening self-study..."

The deskmate poked his head out from the door of the classroom, but only saw the empty corridor filled with evening light.

……

"How about it?"

"..."

"scared?"

The man's laughter was a bit nasty, Bei Jing covered his heart, his face was still flushed.Even though my feet are already on the solid ground, my mind is still dizzy, immersed in the feeling just now - "flying" over the bustling city of Beijing, without using any tools, just sticking to the back of that person ...

The heart was still beating violently with excitement.The young man took a breath, and his eyes sparkled: "Could it be... Could it be that all soul-eating souls will fly off the wall!" This means that he also! !

Lianhua looked at his excited little face with amused expression, and decided to hide her little trick for the time being, keeping her mouth shut in a mysterious manner.He took Bei Jing's hand: "Look, do you know where this is?"

The water in the moat is calm, and the vehicles on the bridge and on the road drive quietly.Obviously all of this is so real, but in Bei Jing's eyes, all these "real" seem to be separated from him by an inexplicable layer of inexplicable things.

Barrier, a certain intuition reminded him.

"This is... Deshengmen?"

"Correct."

There are only the two of them on the watchtower, and the silent blue brick.Lianhua's hands stroked the rough surface of the bricks, her eyes scanned the surroundings and the ground calmly.And Bei Jing stood there blankly, feeling a breeze in the still time.

He didn't know if this gust of wind came to call him from a hundred years ago, his era.

This is the door to send troops to fight.In the north, according to the stars, it belongs to Xuanwu, which is mainly swordsman.The army set off from Deshengmen, and then led by Andingmen, implying "victory when the flag is opened" and "peace and stability".

Bei Jing closed his eyes against the wind, but everything seemed to be clearer.The lonely Forbidden City travels upstream in time, and in a blur, it is also a sunny day.Men in dragon robes marched north, and 30 troops were ready to go.

No marriage, no compensation, no cede land, no tribute.

The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies.

"Choose your destiny."

He opened his eyes and looked at Lianhua clearly.

"...and choose me."

In an instant, with the young man at the center, a huge magic circle volleyed down from above his head.The eight directions of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui all shone brightly, especially the Qian position, where an extremely dazzling purple almost enveloped Beijing completely.

Bei Jing didn't struggle, but tried to see Lianhua's expression through the light.

And Lianhua was also looking at him from outside the formation, with some kind of sadness hidden in her red eyes.

At that moment, in the radiant phantom, he saw his former country in the eyes of the boy.

……

"Qian hexagram ninety-five, the flying dragon is in the sky, and it is beneficial to see the adults."

With a smile on the corner of Taiji Yamni's mouth, he looked down at the two figures from a high position, and waved his feather fan vigorously.

The yin-yang and Tai Chi diagrams rotate rapidly, and the flood of purple light turns into chains of restraint, all attacking Beijing——

Move the universe!

The right time, place and people are in his hands, and this move is bound to succeed!

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Tai Chi taro paste: what is forcible taking? It is not called forcible taking when you are humble and broken into pieces.I don't want you to think I want me to think, this is called forcible!

The young master, the non-chief, but still trying to draw cards (holding the soul core) (vomiting blood):! ! !