[Thunderbolt Tobacco City] Ren Pingsheng, Nine Layers of Smoke and Snow

The author has something to say: Because I envy the pomelo next door can dance the master, so I took the opportunity to let the master also dance one, but the level is limited, and the dance is a mess QAQ

I feel so sorry for Zhugong, the most sunny and happy young man in Yandu finally fell on the top of Qingjie and couldn’t get up QAQ. I don’t know how to switch back. I feel so devoted to someone and even blindly loving someone. Once it’s gone, it’s gone, never going back QAQ

I don’t know what to say, I promised 5 words to let Nishinomiya come back. However, it seems that I have to spend another [-] words, please don’t abandon me, please be more patient

I'm so sad now, I don't want to say anything

As soon as Gong Wuhou opened the door, he saw the people from Yanlou in the yard lined up in two teams according to their ranks. In the dark night, everyone was lighting the same style of palace lanterns, winding their way from Zhu's house for more than two miles. The team is like a fire dragon.

Seeing him finally appear, everyone nodded and bowed in unison as if they had encountered some mechanism, and said in unison: "See Dan Gong—"

The sound spread to the heavens, startling countless resident birds in the forest.

Even the holder of the Eye of Blood and Tears was shocked by this scene and fell over 30 steps before he could stand still.

"...Are you here to force the palace?!"

Naturally, he didn't come to force the palace.

The story of Dangong single-handedly repelling Nihai Chongfan had already spread throughout Yandu, and the officials and workers of Yanlou automatically changed from pretending not to know that Dangong was in Yandu to running to Zhu's house for instructions when they encountered important matters.

Every time during the period of martial law in Yandu, there were unavoidable thieves and turmoil in Yandu. What's more, like this time, there was a tragedy of raping women.When the chaos engulfed, Dan Gong stepped forward decisively.At that time, a group of people came to ask for help, and he made up his mind one by one, which added to the meaning of convincing the whole territory.

However, now that everything is settled, the small country of Yandu has never lived a life of closure, not to mention that it has always followed the set of the great master's quiet and inaction, and also has the rules established by Nishinomiya over the years. Operation is not a problem at all.It's just that once Dangong made an example, the people below are used to being in the officialdom, so there is no reason to make their own claims. In case there are any disputes in the future, this is an opportunity to preemptively exempt from responsibility.The result has evolved into how they made a fuss about Nishinomiya back then, and now they are torturing Dangong.

Gong Wuhou closed the door with a flick of his sleeve, found Zhu Han and said, "The sky is clear today, and I am in the mood to go out."

Zhu Han showed a naughty flattering smile, obediently held the lamp for the young master, and accompanied him out the back door, stepping on the night into the mountains.

Yandu has its own abundant spring support, and it will not end up withered like the outside world.But in the darkness where you can't reach your fingers, the darkness that a single lamp can get rid of is really limited. The erratic flame is like a dying life, which makes people sigh.The two masters and servants tossed and turned in the mountains and forests, but there were no flowers to admire and no rocks to see. At the end, they had to find a high place with a wide view to enjoy the cool breeze, and the smoke was covered with thousands of firefly lights.

There are 10 families scattered like stars among the high rocks and deep ravines, with no noise and no noise, covered by mist, creating a blurred illusion and a world away from the Qing capital.Gong Wuhou Xiang came from the closed Zhu Pavilion, and neither had time to take a closer look at the scenery of Yandu, nor was he interested in it.

Finally, when he lost everything, he suddenly realized that he was born in the world, and he couldn't even find a place to support himself.The long road under his feet in the middle of the night is like his past life, barren and useless.

Linyuan is facing the wind, and the palace lanterns are swaying.Zhu Han shrugged his shoulders, clutched the thin pole of the lamp tightly, and looked alert, showing a gesture of wanting to guard the emptiness.

He recalled the loneliness that was enough to destroy all beliefs he felt in the Great Master's Sword Intention in the first battle of Henduan Tianya.The so-called ascending to the Ninth Five-Year Plan and waking up to the world is nothing more than that.

This is probably the ultimate state of selflessness that Master wants him to realize.

But even if he really won, he didn't have the confidence to squander this loneliness as an honor in his extra long life.When the dust settled, he was holding the sharp blade that was just a few millimeters away from the blue blood vessels under his pale skin, but there was only daunting fear in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, there was Zhu Han beside him.This child, who was always like a fledgling bird wet and shivering in the autumn dew, has become a rope that is desperately pulling him, but still willing to step forward step by step, dragging a pair of tired Exhausted physically and mentally.

"Zhu Han, thank you."

Zhu Han was startled, his whole body stretched to the extreme, shaking non-stop: "Mr, why did you say that suddenly? Zhu Han..."

In the dark, he couldn't see clearly the expression on the face of the master who turned back, but felt that the person in front of him was exuding cold moisture.He panicked out of control for no reason.

The black wind was in a hurry, blowing the dancing red robe like a burning fire.

Zhu Han's chest suddenly became uncomfortable, and he frowned and lowered his head to ask for help, "Master..."

Gong Wuhou also sensed something, and turned around to look at a gray line sinking in the distant sky.

Something is coming.

The smoke from the furnace is clear, hovering slowly upwards, as if an invisible hand is drawing something in the air.The air seems to be intoxicated in this elegant fragrance, flowing slowly and slowly.

Generous vermilion lacquer trays are neatly stacked with plain gauze tunics, four-chapter black gowns, dark blue gowns, etc., and are properly placed in a row, breathing lightly as if they were alive.

Guling Shiyan was only wearing a sky-green undergarment with a jacquard pattern of the swastika pattern next to his body, with his arms outstretched, An Ran and others carefully put them on for him.

The opponent's movements are skillful, and he understands the figure of the great master very well. He holds thin or heavy material in his hand, gently shakes off the drape, and then puts it in place accurately and gracefully, without the need for ordinary clumsy servants to repeatedly pull and adjust.And the person respectfully abides by the distance between the two, and the complicated dresses are layered on top of each other, but avoids all contact that may make the lord of the four realms feel unhappy. It is like adding clothes to the body automatically.

The jade belt is lightly buckled, and it fits loosely around the strong waist. Set against the sapphire blue gown, it is as bright as an ice wheel in the deep sea.The knee-covering embroidered pattern of Yunshenglong in the same color, the five-clawed spirit beast is about to fly.Gold thread tassels are added on both sides, and light-activated silk is still under the solitary lamp.

The light blond long hair is wrapped around the slender fingers, interspersed with coils lightly, and the thin braids hang down the shoulders, entangled with the tacit understanding between each other.When the crown was tightened, the scalp was slightly pulled, and the seemingly indistinct pain made people completely relaxed.Twelve-coloured silk threads string colorful pearls and jades, and they are struck and played, and the spiritual quality is flowing.The faint fragrance of clothes penetrated into the heart while people were unprepared, and the quiet and unobservable smell rolled up the fluctuations that were about to come out in the blood, as if it had been smelled in a special place...

Smell is invisible, but it is the most accurate coincidence with the memory of the past, which is unclear.It's like when a beautiful woman begins to emerge, she still holds a pipa.

Guling Shiyan couldn't help but blurted out and asked, "Diao Ying, what kind of incense are you smoking today?"

The burning lamp shook slightly, and the long shadows of the two changed their angles.Time passed quietly.

The person kneeling humbly by his side to take care of the group of white jade pendants around his waist remained calm and patiently adjusted the slightly crooked Yu Heng.

From the perspective of the dead smoke in the ancient mausoleum, the man's demeanor is dignified, except for the soft white hair in the bun, floating in the air like catkins swaying in spring.

Tantai Wuzhu didn't seem to understand the inappropriateness of the question, and answered the question smoothly: "Yandu, Tao's family, the family's lavender and laughing orchid fragrance. I found it in the warehouse when preparing for the ceremony. Although It has been collected for many years, but it is well sealed and the smell is still the same.”

"En." Guling Siyan stared at the green tourmaline hair ornament on his hair, the emerald green color was cold, without any impurities, it was pleasing to the eye, just like the clear water in half a pond under the moon in Yandu.

After a long time, he closed his eyes and said again: "It's rare to see the Bamboo Palace so quiet."

Tantai Wuzhu lowered his head and smiled wryly.Half my life is in a hurry, how could I expect that one day, I would have nothing to say to this person.He straightened his dark blue kneecap smoothly.Jinlong is alive and well, and his sharp eyes seem to see through everything about him.The golden piping shines with a circle of light similar to that of a sharp blade. When you touch it, you will feel a symphony of gold and iron horses in your heart. After the chaotic battle, you will be left with heartbroken pain.

But he still stood up neatly and took a step back, as if checking for omissions.

At a certain moment, the monarch and his subjects looked at each other, separated by a long distance.The crown is in front of the head, so it can cover the eyes;The moment the four eyes meet, everything is like a fiction, unreal.

The bitter taste was swallowed with a slight movement of the Adam's apple, Tantai Wuzhu still smiled broadly, and said: "This subordinate is only thinking about Shulou Longsu. The news from Qiangong's inquiry is the right way to get rid of the dark Yushi was considered to have lost both sides in the fight with Long Su, but they were numerous and powerful, and their foundation was not damaged; and although Long Su was injured and retreated, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were instigated by his subordinates did not take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, and were purged by the bloodthirsty royal family instead. Indirectly, it also saved Zhengdao a lot of work. After some operations, Yandu seemed to fail to achieve the desired result perfectly. Naturally, the master must have predicted the result, but the subordinates were ignorant and couldn't figure out the joint for a while."

Guling Shiyan couldn't see any flaws in those amber eyes, so he turned his eyes away and looked up slightly at the shadow on the window lattice.Behind the crown, a curtain of fine golden strands that stretched to the ground trembled slightly in the long hair following the movement of raising the head, and the person was covered with broken gold. "I didn't expect to bring down Shulou Longsu with these scratchy tricks. This round is aimed at tearing apart the bloodthirsty tribe and the righteous way, so as not to make Longsu fall to Suzhenzhen's side. This matter is over. You have to know that Confucianism is very powerful, and it is even more involved with Taoism and Buddhism. It is impossible and unnecessary for us to expend our energy to continue to deepen the conflict with them. This time, Long Su was seriously injured and lost. Looking back on the humiliation and humiliation, this kind of torture, it can be regarded as my revenge for Nishinomiya who was seriously injured by him back then."

Tantai Wuzhu recalled Hen Qiangu's injury, and a wave of coolness appeared in his heart. He resisted the urge to bring up the topic, and asked instead: "So that's the case. It's just that the subordinates are worried that Shulou Longsu will be far away from the righteous way. Join forces with Nihai Chongfan? After all, the dark night of the world is an indispensable condition for the long-term survival of the blood race. At that time, I am afraid it will be disadvantageous to us."

"Hey." Guling Shiyan snorted softly, the corners of his eyes sharp, "If Shulou Longsu chose the latter between Yandu and Nihai Chongfan, such a vision would not bother Zhugong here. worried."

These words are simple and meaningful, Tantai Wuzhu rolled his eyes a few times and realized the meaning: "The meaning of the master... Is it possible for Yandu to form an alliance with Shulou Longsu in the future?"

The grand master lightly stroked one of the big sleeves, and glanced at the magnificent Kuilong pattern hidden in the cuff of the lacquered ground: "If you want to sit firmly on the poker table in adversity, the more chips you hold in your hand, the better. Why not use the bloodthirsty tribe to divert the right path and make them more cautious when targeting Yandu in the future?"

"However, Qiangong's injury has not yet healed, and the Grandmaster will perform the 'Twelve Transformations of Turbid Yin Great Sacrifice' today. Gong Shou has suffered a great loss, if he takes the opportunity to retaliate..."

"Zhugong has used the hidden stakes placed in the difficult situation to exaggerate the great master's ability to draw the spirit of the earth and save the common people. It is not only to set an example for Yandu, but also to make Nihai Chongfan weigh the consequences of rash actions. The ordinary people are not the ones who are in trouble, and the unlucky ones will never sit idly by. If they have any brains, they will not choose to commit crimes when Yandu and the Central Plains join hands. Fang’s cooperation. We have been in business for many years, and we have laid out the layout step by step until now, and we have finally taken a half-step advantage. All we need to do is wait and see what happens.”

Hearing the majesty in his words, Tantai Wuzhu clearly knew that he was bound to win. He was too worried, so he didn't bother to think about it any longer, and he said casually: "If you want to settle down, the only way is to resort to military force. In fact, most of the time, it is the forces of all parties that restrain each other. Those who come are evenly matched. The meaning of the master, the subordinates understand."

The great master was noncommittal.Lonely folded his sleeves and left alone, like walking into a dark and long cave.

Wide-sleeve dancing style, a faint fragrance of clothes flowing in the room, the lonely lamp awakened from the dream, flickering.

Tantai Wuzhu bowed and saluted to see him off.The sapphire blue crown and the high-class gold brilliance gradually melted into his unfocused peripheral vision, leaving behind the sadness that the person will never know, which is no less than witnessing the decline and fall of his own king.

After a night of mourning for himself, he could never regain the same wholehearted admiration he once had.Once resentment arises, self-deception cannot be done.

Love but can't, hate but refuse, the most painful.

Rumors that the great master of Yandu will use the power of the four qi to create good fortune, gather qi to open source, and stimulate all things have already spread like wildfire, spreading everywhere in the affliction.There are those who are looking forward to it, those who are dismissive, and those who are skeptical. No matter what their attitude is, rumors and gossips about the Four Wonders, the City of Smoke, and the Great Master are full of people in adversity after dinner, and they are very loud.

Finally, this day has come, when these mysterious people and things will break away from the boring words on the Yinzi Tianbang, and become a ceremony with different opinions.

At the time of Yin, the lights in the streets and alleys of the market are lit up one by one.Around the Eight Wind Terrace where the ritual was held, the townsfolk and martial arts heroes who were waiting all night to see the beauty of the gods and men surrounded the crowds. Come out, the scene is filthy and quite hateful.

Zhi Yinzheng suddenly heard three clean whips, which sounded like a dragon's whistling and a crane's chirping.One whip after another, it was like whipping everyone's scalp, it was indescribably horrifying.As a result, the human voice gradually became thinner and thinner, and finally became silent.

After a short while, the rhyme of Zhu Xian starts, noisy and chaotic, the bells and drums fill up, and the sound condenses into the distant sky.After the narration of Suyong Zhuanghe, the first section is lingering with light silk, and the clear voice is clear, like the smoke from the river, leaving the world alone, and the gentleman's demeanor is similar to "Green Bamboo".The listener is still reminiscing about it, but the sound turns again and again, and the silk and bamboo sing harmoniously for a while, which is a majestic sight, as if there are peaks hiding in front of your eyes, and the screen slowly spreads out like a scroll.

Xianle floated into the sky, and a blue shadow suddenly appeared in the world.The clothes are full of wings, Zhang Yun ends the curtain, and the dragon pattern embroidered with gold thread winds from the shoulders to the skirt that drags the floor.The person leaps through the void and lands lightly on the high platform. Behind the twelve crowns, he has an invisible jade brilliance.

He rejected Tantai Wuzhu's request to act as a deacon, offering ritual utensils, burning incense to salute, eulogizing and congratulating...all the tedious rituals were done by himself.Everyone saw a generation of people whose backs were as tall and straight as a blade, who walked and stopped, walked gracefully, and rocks and rocks were as independent as a lone pine.Linlang jade wares are handed over, and the difference is almost indistinguishable.All the instruments are safe, the great master is standing upright in front of the desk, his eyes are half-drowned, his arms are slowly stretched, and they are placed in front of him, level with his forehead, holding Yuan Shouyi.After a breath, the palms were slightly pushed outwards and slowly pressed down, and the upper body also leaned forward slightly. The royal blue dress was spread out on the floor, and the deep and shallow creases were pulled out. back view.

At that time, the courtyard was brilliant, accompanied by rituals and music dancing like fireworks.Guling Shiyan climbed to the high place alone, and the moment he bowed, he remembered that this was the only time he bowed his head in this life.

Licheng means that he has received permission from heaven.When saluting, the folded hands spread out again, and a solitary light seemed to rise from his arms, and immediately there was a strong wind and electricity, and the clouds towered into peaks.Everyone's eyes froze, they thought it was the golden dragon on the sapphire blue fur crown riding the clouds.

But it turned out not to be, and gradually realized that it was a jewel in the palm of the great master, which was dim and full of radiance.The gorgeous clothes are back in the wind, the sleeves are criss-crossed, a pair of hands that seem to be born to overturn the yellow and yellow hands, support and turn, and manipulate the palms.The four qi circulate thoroughly, rushing and surging in it, moving without overflowing, stopping without stagnation, everything is drawn and ready to go, just around the corner.Finally, the great master summoned a stream of life-spirited energy, and the intense and long wind soared, and the four streams of fresh energy took the shape of a dragon, and each went to patrol the sky in all directions with a long howl.

The wind is clear and upright, and the soul of Yuyou wants to return with him.Everyone held their breath, and the vast air current beat and beat, as if they were in the vast ocean, at a loss as to where to stop.Then I saw that the cloud system above the Grand Master gradually spread out, and the light, first a faint thread, then turned into a beam of light, spreading little by little, chasing away little by little-the Dark Night Hades, unexpectedly being forcibly Torn apart, the crab-blue sky is revealing his indifferent eternity in the infatuated look-up of all living beings.

The crown robes of the great masters of Yandu, shouldering the sun and the moon, with jade ribbons and stars, are so heavy, but they hover lightly amidst the turbulent wind and clouds, striking the jade and ringing train, like dancing like a ritual.Those cheers, those songs, those cries, were boiling endlessly on the terracotta thousands of miles below his feet, and he couldn't hear anything.Only the three strings of pendant beads on the left ear fell to his shoulders, shaking and knocking non-stop, as if someone was whispering to him.On that day, the man held a handful of familiar tenderness and covered his trembling hands, and a strand of blond hair that was more glorious than Qingyang was blown away, brushing across his face in a bit of haste, warm The liquid gushed out from the man's body, and then dripped onto the hem of his clothes along their clasped hands, as if he was passing on something.That person used such a bright voice to remind him in his ear: "Gu Ling is doing very well... From now on, it will be like this... Gu Ling will always, only live for himself."

Tantai Wuzhu hides in the crowd.Now he only dared to look at that person's back, even so, the corners of his eyes were still sore that he couldn't open them.The morning light gradually became clearer, and he could feel the vitality flowing continuously under his feet, and even with the help of the power of Feng Yuan, the miserable situation was about to usher in the light of the day after several years of elegy for the end of the world.Because of its brevity, it is particularly nostalgic and arouses public resentment.One day later, the night will return, and the undercurrent of pessimism and disappointment will reach its peak, which will instantly disintegrate most of the foundation of faith that Nihai Chongfan has cultivated for many years.

This is the wrist of the great master.However, he looked at the figure of that person, magnificent and lonely, just like his state of mind at the moment.Thinking about it, he couldn't bear it, and closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it anymore. Who knows, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

He caressed his face in disbelief, it was cold and wet.These are not his tears.

Gu Ling Shi Yan watched as a dark spot appeared on the wet cuff.It seemed to be pus and blood squeezed out of an unhealed wound, or a polyp that had been plucked out from somewhere on the body.But it must be something irrelevant.

The last bit of paranoia was finally let go by him.Because no matter what you once wanted to hold tightly in your hand, or what you wear as a collar, or what you wear as a belt, you will lose it in the end.

The only thing is that you don't live, so you don't go, so you are selfless to achieve your own selfishness.

He finally taught him: Gu Ling will always, only live for himself.

The dead smoke of the ancient tomb will only be born for power.

"Master! Master!"

Zhu Han's childlike heart, as if the Xiaguang was something tangible, stretched out his hands to grab a handful, and presented it to Gong Wuhou's eyes as if offering a treasure.

The last cloud is like a mat, rolling up and dissipating quickly.

The cool breeze in the valley fluttered smoothly, lingering into the sleeves, lingering, and the dark red hair was scattered and fluttering, as if someone's fingers were slowly combing it.

"How could this be? Has this unlucky natural disaster finally passed?"

Gong Wuhou raised her hand to press the hair on her sideburns, and said somewhat wistfully: "There is only one person in the world who can do this."

The servant boy understood immediately.After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't help asking: "Young Master, Grand Master...will you come back?"

Gong Wuhou glanced at him, but there was no anger in his eyes, instead, he was as clear as a dew: "He treats you so well, do you still expect him to come back?"

Seeing his expression, Zhu Han breathed a sigh of relief, so he said boldly: "That time Zhu Han was negligent, and he was the first to implicate the young master, so he should be punished. Even if he lost his life, it is also stipulated by the palace rules, and he dare not complain. But, Grandmaster... After all, he is the master of Yandu. If the master is here, the people below will really feel at ease..." He thought for a while, and then continued, "However, now everyone in Yandu knows that there is a young master, so naturally Nothing to worry about either.”

The wind doesn't stop.Gong Wuhou simply ignored the three thousand threads of trouble, letting them become disorganized and blinded.Sighing, he stroked the child's hair and said, "Great Grandmaster will definitely come back, when the time comes, you can all feel at ease."

Zhu Han couldn't hear his tone clearly, so he hurriedly asked: "What about the young master?"

Gong Wuhou was questioned.

"Young master will also be in Yandu?" Zhu Han was a little flustered, and asked tentatively, "However, young master is willing to go out to relax, and Zhu Han will accompany him. I think the great master will agree..." He said more and more voice The younger, "There is no one in the family who doesn't quarrel, but after the quarrel is over, they will still be together..."

——Is there such a family in this world?

Gong Wuhou thought it was funny.But Zhu Han's words also reminded him.According to this momentum, the great master may turn around soon. At that time, where will he go?

It was the hatred that once bound him and couldn't let go, but time has passed and the situation has changed, and it is no longer firm as before.

If he said that he had given up his hatred, he would not believe it.But it probably corresponds to the phrase "Love is deep and lifeless" - for so many years, I have devoted all my thoughts to hating a person, endlessly, but once I was cut off by someone, after great grief and grief, I found that I hated him so much Too much force is terrible, if you want to continue, you will not be able to continue with the original effort.

Losing this hatred, is there any reason to stay?

He was a little discouraged.

"After all, it's all Xigong Diaoying's fault." If he hadn't intervened, it would have been just a win or lose between him and Guling Shiyan. Discussing Dao and life and death with swords was straightforward and clear.Why be like now, end up like a wandering soul, difficult to enter reincarnation.

However, Zhu Han misunderstood the words again, and the servant quickly persuaded him: "Master Xigong was also a child back then, and he must have been terrified when he lost the young master, so he informed the great master."

Gong Wuhou raised the corners of her lips without a smile, looked at him and said, "Zhu Han has been in the palace for many years, but he doesn't know that Yan Du is in charge, so he can't believe a single word?"

"Ah?" Second Monk Zhu Hanzhang was puzzled.

Gong Wuhou turned to look at the main peak of Yanlou: "According to senior brother's temper, if he can resolve the enmity between me and Grandmaster, why not make it clear early on that he is not a cowardly person who dare not take responsibility. He just dragged it until At that moment, I opened my mouth while my blood was in chaos and my mind was weak, wasn't it, worried that my flaws would be found out?"

Zhu Han was stunned, and said in surprise: "My lord, what you mean by Nishinomiya-sama are all lies?"

"Leaving aside the extremely precise control required by the method of controlling smoke, Nishinomiya was so small back then, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy to use smoke to type characters. Even though he was enlightened early and could tame smoke into form, but at that time he didn't Maybe if you know the specific location of the great master, where can you spread the news of the smoke?"

He frowned, taking a deep breath in the turbulent turbulent air.

The mountains were dyed green, and more and more people came out, beaming with joy, pointing at the sky, looking up and laughing, and their voices gathered like thunder.

The past is vivid, with mixed feelings, lingering in my heart, conflicting and noisy.He already wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only let the fire in his heart burn and torture him inch by inch.The rest of his life after the catastrophe is finally a blessing, but how long is the rest of his life, which is so painful and has nowhere to go?