All your life is gentle

When Zi Shi saw Zi Gui, it was like waking up from a dream.

——It turned out that everything I saw and heard along the way was true.

He remembered those green meadows interspersed with clear water bubbles, the sky was blue and blue, and the whole was reflected on the water.The meadow is connected with reflections, like green clouds.

He remembered those warm rapeseed flowers that could not be seen at a glance—he never knew that the thin yellow flowers in the April vegetable garden in the south of the Yangtze River would turn into such dazzling gold in midsummer, covering a large plateau in the northwest.

He remembered those people in strange costumes, as if they came from a distant foreign castle on a flying carpet, came on a camel, shuttled and shouted in the city, followed by mysterious and melodious music all the way...

"Brother." Zigui arrived at her residence only two months ago, completely doing as the Romans do: a Hu suit, a short colorful embroidered tunic on top, pure white blooming trousers sprinkled with gold, lace trimmed with tassels The big shawl stretches from the chest to the back of the waist, as eye-catching as possible, and as fashionable as you want.

Zi Shi stared straight at him: "Oh my God!... Zigui, did the old man propose to you?"

Zigui smiled: "Why not? There is also a prince!"

Zi Shi looked at Zhuang Lingchen in a blink of an eye: "Then what should you do?"

Zhuang Lingchen said indifferently: "They don't know how to compose poetry."

Zi Shi laughed: "Ha... don't forget to wear this to go around the capital..."

The official residence of the Northwest Governor is located in Yongning County.A large area of ​​land outside the customs has been included in the jurisdiction of Liangzhou.Zhuang Lingchen and Zigui were very enthusiastic about this new world. After arriving, they immediately devoted themselves to their new career.Yu Jia's sudden visit in person, under the banner of going to the holy mountain to fulfill his vows, really shocked the couple. Seeing Zi Shi's appearance, he understood everything, and cooperated with him very tacitly to make him happy.

In the evening, the couple talked with Chang Sheng.Zi Shi only wakes up for an hour at noon every day, and sleeps at other times.

"Brother Changsheng..." Zigui choked up, subconsciously had been waiting for some things for a long time, when the last moment came, his heart felt like it had been chilled, he knew it was painful, but he couldn't feel it anymore.

Chang Sheng said slowly: "Zi Shi will recover, I will make him recover."

Zhuang Lingchen asked: "In the palace..."

"I'm going to stay in Aoyun Palace for a while longer. During this time, I will entrust King Pingzheng to supervise the country, Secretary Ling and Shangshuling will be in power together, and Zhongshuling will supervise."

Zhuang Lingchen was shocked when he heard the words "King Pingzheng supervises the country". After listening to the complete sentence, he understood that King Pingzheng was just a display and had no real power at all.In terms of status, the only prince is second only to the emperor, and he is placed in the court to prevent the ministers of both Rong and Xia from being unstable.Two years ago, the imperial court added Zhongshu Ling, which was in charge of supervising, picking up relics and admonishing matters. The former Yuezhou Xuanfu Fu was also highly respected, and took up this position.

On that day, Changsheng took the talisman into the palace to straighten the king's vagina: "Aren't you afraid that I will usurp the throne?"

Changsheng looked at his brother who was only half a year younger than himself: "It's time for you to improve. Take this opportunity to learn more and set an example for your sons. It's just a useless leg, don't use up your brain together."

Then he explained to Zhuang Lingchen: "I am not here, Mo Siyu, Huangfu Song and Fu Yi, no one has the right to mobilize troops and horses. In case of emergency, whether to mobilize troops and horses is up to the commander in front of the palace, the general Dingguo, and the guards." The generals of the country will decide together." These three people are Ni Jian, Shan Qi, and Fu Zhong who was recently transferred back to Gyeonggi from Zhuozhou.As for the guards on this trip, in addition to the elite of the Forbidden Battalion, there is also Cheng Jinghou Fu Ba's team. Uncle Ba is getting older and misses his hometown. Hearing that the emperor wants to go to Lingyun to fulfill his wish, he applied to be stationed in Meili and was appointed as Zongzheng Doctor, replacing Uncle Guo Benying.

Changsheng finally said: "In the past few months, I will go down the mountain from time to time and stay in Meili Forbidden City. You can contact Jing Liqin to see it. It's a big deal. Send someone to send the book to Meili."

Zhuang Lingchen was relieved. At first, he was really worried that the emperor would be impulsive, but he didn't expect that the hasty trip would turn out to be nothing.

Yujia stayed in Yongning for one night, and set off on the next day to continue to Meili. Princess Jianing and Chengwuhou and his wife sent them to Wugan Road Crossing.

Zhuang Lingchen looked at the motorcade going away, comforted the beautiful and beautiful wife Yan Er beside him, and finally sighed: "Your Majesty once said: "If there is no country, how can there be son Shi?Without Zishi, why should there be Jiangshan? "At first I thought it was the language of the most affectionate nature; later I found out that it was the language of great wisdom and wisdom; only now do I know that it is the language of great enlightenment."

Zi Shi lay on the car window, staring outside without blinking.

The high and distant blue sky, because the color is too pure, gives people the illusion that it is right in front of them.The yellow-brown road is completely integrated with the sand dunes on both sides, and it is so quiet that it seems to be solidified.However, whenever a horseshoe steps over, a smoky cloud of dust is raised, leaving behind a few strings of shallow sand pits, the movement is calm and beautiful.

Zi Shi was overjoyed to see a group of camels moving slowly in the distance.After watching for a long time, he turned his head and asked Chang Sheng, "Why don't we ride camels?"

"It should be a long-distance caravan. The road we have to travel is much shorter than theirs. And you look like you are walking on the sand, but it is actually an official road underneath, but it is covered by floating sand. That's all, horse-drawn carts are fast."

Changsheng and closed the curtains: "The sun is very hot at the moment, don't look at it for a long time. Go to sleep, I will call you when you get to Meili, you won't miss the beautiful scenery." Without waiting for him to make a sound, he hugged him on the middle mattress, and Take the ampoule from the closet, pull out the cork, "Drink a little, the climate in the desert is dry, even if you are not thirsty, you should drink water in time."

The taste of the water is fragrant and slightly bitter. It is said that the unique flowers and plants in Tibet can relieve the discomfort of walking in the plateau and desert.Changsheng fed him while drinking by himself.

Zi Shi drank a few sips, then suddenly said: "I always thought it was a dream..."

"Ah."

"Really, Changsheng. I saw you come back, and then we left the palace and the city, and you showed me the scenery along the way... I really thought... I was in a dream and didn't wake up."

"Ah."

"Then I saw Zigui, talked to her, and immediately realized that it wasn't a dream." He closed his eyes, groped with his fingertips, and was immediately wrapped in a warm palm.

"Today... what day is it?"

"July 21. You can enter Meili Oasis in the evening. In four or five days, you can reach the foot of Lingyun Mountain. Now it happens to be the most beautiful season, and in a month or so, it will snow."

"July 21... I remember the last time I asked for the date, it was June [-]... When did you come back?"

"The last time you woke up and asked me when I came back, that day was June 29." Changsheng paused for a while before continuing: "You slept for nine days at a stretch, and even extinguished the small stove I planted for you It's..."

"Um, no, I didn't..." Zi Shi defended a little anxiously, and became inexplicably shy, turned his face, his voice was undetectable, "I really didn't...you said you can't, of course...you can't... ..."

"I know." Changsheng told him to lie flat, pillowing his legs.

"That day...suddenly, I was so distracted that I fell asleep for some reason. I felt awake for a while, and I felt like I was dreaming for a while..."

Chang Sheng put his palms lightly on his eyes: "Whether I'm awake or dreaming, I'm always here."

"Hmm..." The breath was soft and peaceful, and this time he really fell asleep.

Chang Sheng looked down for a while, poured water from the gall bottle to wash his hands, took out a narrow silver knife from his sleeve, retracted the scabbard, and made a small cut on the tip of the index finger of his left hand with the tip of the knife.Placing his right hand under his head and neck, the pillow was slightly higher, and then he put the cut index finger into his mouth.

Among the several kinds of flowers and plants soaked in water, one of them is Shishenghua.Its pistil produces fragrance when it encounters blood, which can effectively neutralize the smell of blood.

Silently practicing the profound art, let the blood flow down the throat slightly and slowly, so slow that it almost dripped down.

It was this method that really saved Zi Shi's life.

That day in the palace, Chang Sheng hugged the unconscious man and thought hard all night, then took out the last snow lotus elixir and ate it himself.After the luck was transformed, the imperial physicians were ordered to find a way to remove the blood.A medical officer of the Rong nationality who was in charge of herbal medicine dug out a few packs of dried Shishenghua in the medicine storehouse, unexpectedly it had a miraculous effect.

Every day since then, when he was asleep, it was poured into his body like this, drop by drop.Cooperating with internal strength and true energy, I let my blood infiltrate his dry viscera and veins, endowing him with the source of power to revive him from the dead, finally restarting his heartbeat and breathing, and awakening instinct and consciousness again - allowing the reverse flow to flow back.

Changsheng thought: Zi Shi, why are you so lazy?

any idea?All the things he was too lazy to do and didn't want to do, I had to do it for him.

Use your vitality, essence and blood to revive him, raise him, keep him, and protect him.

It was a pity that Changsheng couldn't whisper in his ear and ask, "Do you think I'm a genius?"

Xirongmeili Palace Museum is located on the south bank of Lake Eiger.The buildings are all made of big stones produced by the lake, mostly pure white, light yellow and light blue, which are obvious and unique.The main hall of the palace is mainly white, and the colored stones are inlaid with the unique patterns of the Rong people on the palace wall, which is holy, noble and lively.

Ben Ying, the former Zongzheng doctor, received a summons from Kuaima, so she didn't dare to be negligent, and had already cleaned and arranged the palace.When Changsheng met him, he said, "Uncle is getting old, it's better to go back to Shunjing with me to take care of the rest of the world."Ben Ying felt desolate and deserted all these years after being dispatched back to her hometown, and she missed the prosperous scenery of Shangjing in Zhongtu for thousands of years. Hearing this, she was so grateful and burst into tears.

The brigade stopped there, Changsheng hurried up the mountain, and immediately headed north with his confidants from the Forbidden Army Battalion.

The weather is perfect.

The sky is like a dome, the lake is as flat as a mirror, and it is as pure and translucent as crystal blue.All kinds of shrubs by the lake offer colorful flowers, which are ever-changing and dazzling.The green and dense grassland in the distance and the white-headed snow-capped mountains are nestled together, which is unique.

Chang Sheng held Zi Shi in his arms, instead of riding in a car, he rode a horse.Seeing him looking at a white tower in the distance, he said: "That's my mother. This time, I will go up the mountain first, and I will take you to see her next time."

"it is good."

Both of them stopped talking. When Zi Shi was awake, the team walked very slowly, and the speed only picked up when Zi Shi fell asleep.Changsheng believed in the rein, and the guards guarded the surrounding very leisurely.It was the first time for Xia Bing to see such scenery beyond the Great Wall, and he hated that his eyes were not enough.The Xirong soldiers all returned to their homeland after an absence of many years, and they all watched with tears in their eyes.

As he was walking, Fu Gan suddenly ran to Chang Sheng and bowed his knees: "Your Majesty, they want to sing."

Seeing Zi Shi's face full of joy, Chang Sheng said with a smile, "You can sing, but you can't drink alcohol."

"According to the order!"

I don't know who took the lead, so they sang, one person sang a hundred people, and the singing sounded into the sky, resounding through the oasis.Flocks of swans startled up, fluttered their wings from the long grass by the lake and soared to the sky. The clear and ethereal chirping and singing on the ground came one after another, and the lingering sound lingered endlessly.

Zi Shi was dumbfounded.Watching countless white and graceful figures disappear on the other side, and listening to the soldiers singing for a long time, finally took a deep breath and exclaimed: "Even the smell of the wind is different." Relax your body and close your eyes.

On the third day, the team gradually approached Lingyun Holy Mountain.

Big splashes of green, dark or light, criss-cross.The number of people grazing on the grassland has increased significantly, and the blue sky and green grass are dotted with white yurts and groups of cattle, sheep and horses from time to time.Changsheng explained to Zishi in a low voice all kinds of human customs and customs.In the middle, several small tribal leaders came to pay homage and offer tribute. They sent people to escort and guide His Majesty the emperor, and at the same time sent envoys to the holy mountain to report.These people are truly aloof nomads and guardians of the outermost edge of the Meri Oasis.Knowing that they were closely related to Aoyun Palace, Chang Sheng temporarily stationed them overnight and received them cordially one by one.

Approaching the foot of Lingyun Mountain, the aquatic plants are especially luxuriant.A shepherd's song came from far away, Zi Shi listened for a while, then straightened up in Chang Sheng's arms.

The singing is melodious and soothing, lingering and sentimental.As the wind slid through the grass, passed through the forest, arrived suddenly, lingered endlessly, it made people feel as if their hearts would melt in it, intoxicated.

Until the singer rode his horse away, only the light wind blew past his ears, and the voice was still circling in his head.

Zi Shi asked the deputy commander of the Forbidden Army Battalion who was closest to him: "General Fu Gan, can you sing that song just now?"

Fu Gan showed embarrassment: "Many people have heard this song, but few people know how to sing it. It was originally a hymn to God Aoyun. The tune is high and long, and there are many changes. It's not easy to sing. "

"But it's really nice..." Zi Shi sighed with melancholy, turned around suddenly, and asked the people behind him, "Can you sing?"

But just ask.In Zi Shi's impression, Changsheng has a very high degree of summerization, and he is also a prince. He fought with his father in the Central Plains when he was young. I'm afraid he didn't retain much of the romantic feelings of the desert and grassland.Hearing the soldiers sing before, I never thought of counting him in.Unexpectedly, after a while, I heard a very definite answer: "Yes."

Surprise: "Really?"

"In the past, Yinzhu, the maid by my mother's side, could sing, because my mother liked this song, and I often heard her sing it when I was a child."

Zi Shi turned to look at him.I thought: I want him to sing to me now, I wonder if I can agree?Well, forget it, he is also the emperor anyway, it's too embarrassing, let's talk about it when there is no one...

Suddenly he said: "It's been a long time, let me think about it first."

ah? !Zi Shi just twisted his neck and stared at him blankly.I thought: Really singing...you are not afraid of losing face, this...I will be embarrassed...

Chang Sheng turned his head back, hugged him tightly, straightened his back, raised his head slightly, and began to sing—it was the song that came from afar.

When the singing sounded, Zi Shi shook his body, all the embarrassment and embarrassment were forgotten, only a pair of ears remained in place, and the rest of his body flew up to the sky with his voice, to the top of the snow peak, across the mountains and forests River valley, overlooking the wild emperor.

Changsheng unknowingly sings with dedication.Men, women, and children of all ethnic groups in Xirong are born singers. His voice is already quite good, and his internal strength is also deep. The voice comes from the chest and has a strong penetrating power. It spreads far in the wilderness and mountains, and finally disappears in where.

Zi Shi doesn't know what the lyrics mean, but it seems that every word and every sentence is clear.So sad, so joyful, so desolate, so pious.The endless affection in the singing seems to be pouring out, chant, and praying.One after another spread to the distance, swearing to the sky and the earth; another sentence echoed in the heart, resonating with the soul and thoughts.

Little by little, he melted into the singing and into his arms.

——Chang Chang Sheng, are you calling me?are you looking for me …I’m sorry, I’m not running around anymore; uh, I’m not going anywhere… I’ll be where you are.

Is it a dream or wake up, what does it matter?What matters is that he is here too.

Past life, present life, what's the matter?The important thing is to be with him.

The soldiers were stationed at the foot of the mountain, and Changsheng only led a few masters to climb to the front of Aoyun Palace in one go.Although the stone path is steep and narrow, it is much easier to walk than climbing the mountain in the twelfth lunar month.Holding someone in his arms, when he reached the gate of the palace, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and the guards who followed were full of admiration.

Master Wuhuo led his disciples to wait at the door.

It happened to be dusk again, the sun slanted on the golden bell in front of the door, and the incantations engraved on the surface of the golden bell seemed to be jumping and flowing like life.The water mist above Tianchi Lake is misty, and the mountain wall is pure white from above the snow line. The whole Aoyun Palace seems to be floating among the white clouds.

"Your Majesty." Master Wuhuo bowed and joined hands in salute.

Chang Sheng held Zi Shi in his arms, then just bent down: "Master."

Master Wuhuo's eyes stayed on Zi Shi's face, he fell asleep to the sound of singing at noon, Zi Shi never woke up.He was wrapped in an undyed plain blanket, his face was purer than the color of the blanket, his jet-black hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were soft and deep, and the black and white contrast produced a dazzling beauty.

At first glance, Master Wuhuo thought that His Majesty the Emperor had brought his favorite concubine to the holy mountain.Although this, God Aoyun does not discriminate against sex, and ladies always go to the palace to pay homage, but the disciples of Oyun Palace are all men... Eh, no, take a closer look, such a beautiful person is really real a man.

Secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty dominates the world and is rich in the world. I don't know why you came to Aoyun Palace?"

"Master, do you remember that the last time Fu Sheng came here, he made a wish in front of the Great God?"

"remember."

"Blessed by God, half of my wish has been fulfilled, so I came here today. It is not only to fulfill the wish, but also to pray for blessings."

"So that's how it is." Master Wuhuo nodded, and suddenly asked again, "Someone sang an anthem of the four seasons at the foot of the mountain at noon, and the sound spread beyond the sky. Those with deep inner strength can't do it, but Your Majesty?"

"it's me."

——Calling God Aoyun with the voice of the soul is one of the most important cultivation methods of Aoyun Palace.All the disciples in the palace can sing these hymns, and they must be sung during ceremonies and sacrifices.Chang Sheng didn't expect this at first, but because of Zi Shi's inadvertent reminder, the voice came first before the person arrived, and he slapped God Aoyun and Master Prophet with a resounding flattery in advance.

Master Wuhuo obviously had a pleasant expression, and led the guests into the palace gate.

Changsheng held the person in his arms in both hands, and knelt in front of the altar of the main hall.

Master Wuhuo said: "May I ask what your Majesty wants?"

Changsheng bowed his head.Look at Zi Shi's face.

"He is the holy lamp in my heart, and the divine incense in my palm. Fu Sheng dare not expect more, but I hope that the divine incense will not be extinguished in this life, and the holy lamp will always be bright."

half a month later.

"Huda, Gaba, Dar, Duyidelai, Udante..."

Zi Shi sits in front of the window and wants to recite vocabulary seriously. His current life is very regular. He learns Xirong dialect every morning, practices at noon, sleeps, studies the classics of Xia Wen in Aoyun Palace in the afternoon and evening, and goes to bed on time at the first hour of Haishi. Changsheng either stays with him, or buys him food, and lives a carefree life.

Zishi’s teaching material is the handwritten copy of Master Wuhuo’s "Ode to Aiger", which is recorded in Xirong language in Xiawen, and there is no obstacle in writing; no stranger.In the past, I had no energy or time, but this time I have time, once I mastered the rules, I made rapid progress in learning. Not only did I learn by myself, but I also called on the Xia people's guards to learn together.

In the hands of the first emperor Fu Yang, Huarong officials have formed a de facto bilingual monoliteracy system: Xirong language, Xia language, and writing are all written in Xia language.

In the beginning, all imperial edicts were first drafted in Xirong language and then translated into Xia language.However, the Xirong language was born in the grasslands and deserts, and it is far from meeting the complex needs of social life after entering the customs. In terms of vocabulary alone, it is not enough.Coupled with the gradual improvement of Xia Chen's status, the proportion of Xia Chen among high-level officials has increased year by year. Even the diehards at the beginning gradually realized the inconvenience of using Xirong language in practice.Even Fu Yang himself often feels that many things cannot be explained thoroughly in his native language, just like a horsewhip cannot be used to plow the fields.Therefore, the official documents that circulate in the court, especially those that go from top to bottom, basically use Xia language.

Fu Yang also stipulated that Xirong officials must be fluent in Xia language when serving in the Xia people's ruled area.It’s just that it’s not easy to implement this article. The Xia language of most Xirong officials is still far from the level required for their duties, and the senior officials of Xirong in the DPRK and China all insist on writing notes in their own language, and at least attach a copy of the translation for reference. Secretary Shangshu Sheng Xiachen read it.Because writing in Xiawen is difficult, even the memorials in Xirong language are mostly written by staff members.

However, when Fu Yang was alive, whenever he wanted to say something personal to his cronies, or Xirong generals and officials wanted to make a small report to the emperor, the advantage of his native language was reflected—because Xia Chen couldn’t understand it. , the emperor promulgated a decision that he thought was extremely wise: Xia Chen was strictly prohibited from learning Xirong language without authorization.

Zi Shi heard about it by chance, and said to Chang Sheng: "The Emperor of Feelings uses this as a password envoy! Hurry up and abolish it, and tell everyone that Xia Chen who is proficient in Xirong language will be rewarded and reused. Not only Xirong language, but also anyone who is willing to learn non-native language All language speakers will be rewarded and reused!"

At this moment, in front of Zi Shi was the original text of "Ode to Iger" and Master Wuhuo's translation. While reciting the words, he checked whether the translation was accurate.If you see any doubts, take a pen and make a mark.

Suddenly a shadow landed on the page and looked up.

Changsheng stood outside, grinning at him.Put the right hand on the window lattice, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person got in from under the window sash.Zi Shi lay on his stomach to protect the table full of books and papers.That one calmly fell to the side, and said with disdain: "I want to drive your things, but it's too useless."

"I'm cooperating with you to build momentum."

"Ha!" After Changsheng laughed, he took his hand and dragged him outside.

"Where are you going?" Zi Shi pulled out his hand outside the door, and Chang Sheng didn't force it.After all, it is a place for people to clean up, so at least it will save some face for the Great God.

Changsheng didn't speak, but there was a little excitement in his expression.As usual, this person had such an expression when he was super sullen, Zi Shi couldn't help but look forward to it, and Xinxin followed behind with his hands behind his back.Walking to a room on the side of the main hall, Master Wuhuo and two disciples were counting things, and the chairs on the floor were covered with various items.Zi Shi took a look, leather jacket, leather boots, leather hat, gloves, sharp knife, ice pick, and basket...

His eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Changsheng.I saw him smiling slightly, and started to clean up with the two little masters.

Master Wuhuo handed over a bowl: "Drink this, you won't feel dizzy when you go up to the heights."

When Zi Shi drank the water, he said again: "Once the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, the snow lotus will surely wither. Today's picking is the last few flowers. If you don't look at it again, you will lose sight of it."

After Zi Shi finished drinking, he returned the bowl with both hands: "Thank you, master."

The old and the young met each other very late, and Master Wuhuo hoped that he would quickly master the Xirong language so that he could participate in the research of literature together and perfect the Xirong script he created.

The languages ​​of the tribes in Xirong are similar with minor differences.After Fu Yang became queen, the Rong language naturally became the official language.The Xirong language is closely related to the languages ​​of the Western Regions and other ethnic minorities in the north.If we can create a complete, reasonable, and easy-to-learn writing system to record the Xirong language, it will be of great significance not only to the Xirong people, but also to the translation and preservation of the documents of the countries in the Western Regions and the northern minorities, and to promote the exchange and integration of the entire Northwest. Metaphor.

When Zi Shi heard Master Wuhuo talk about the inadequacies of the cursive script popular in the Western Regions, and that many ethnic groups in the north, like the Xirong, did not have their own script, his thoughts immediately flew to the infinitely distant time and space.What he thought of was of course much richer and deeper than what God Aoyun could think of when he sat down with the Prophet Master.

All in all, in the eyes of Master Wuhuo, Li Zishi is a treasure that fell from the sky.His Majesty the Emperor handed this treasure into his own hands, and was infinitely grateful for the gift of the Great God.

Zi Shi looked at himself, couldn't help laughing, and walked awkwardly to the side of the hot spring ditch to take a photo, and it turned out to be a whole koala.Let’s look at Chang Sheng and the other two young masters who went up the mountain together—why do they wear this outfit so vigorously and heroically, while I look like Laura in this outfit?

Chang Sheng waved at him: "Come here."

Zi Shi gave him a white look: "Laugh if you want to, and be careful not to get a hernia."

The two young masters are virtuous people in practice, but they are straightforward, showing their white teeth and smiling brightly beside them.

Changsheng pulled the man in front of him and saw that he was covered with fur from head to toe, only his face was small and bright, and he almost kissed him in public.Finally, he covered his head with the black gauze in his hand, and told him: "I have agreed to take it off, otherwise it may cause snow blindness." Turning around and squatting down, "Come on."

Zi Shixi diligently climbed onto his back, only then did he want to ask the safety question: "Will it be too heavy?"

"It used to be fine to hunt and carry wild boars up and down the iceberg—you are much lighter than wild boars." Changsheng didn't wait for him to answer, and said to the two smiling little masters, "I'll go up first, you take your time."

The belt restrained the person behind him, buckled it firmly at the waist, kicked his legs and jumped up, the tip of the knife plunged into the ice wall for strength, his hands went up alternately, and he climbed more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.

Zi Shi felt that he had adapted to the climbing speed, and turned his head quietly.

Through the hazy black veil, the snow mountain glacier shows a faint dark blue, like a dignified and mysterious fairy, standing quietly with tenderness and affection.A cloud slowly drifted by, the sunlight that was originally hidden behind the cloud lost its cover, and instantly illuminated countless towering ice peaks, while the jungle and grassland below the snow line were all shrouded in shadow, turning into a boundless deep blue, Zi Shi turned his head and looked at the sea behind him Jinshan, dazzled.

After what seemed like a long time, when another cloud covered the sun again, I finally came back to my senses.Lying on his shoulders for a while, he looked up at the summit they were climbing.

Being so close to this holy mountain in the desert, the peak that soars into the clouds is connected to the sky, as if it really leads to the paradise on the other side.The wind blows past the ears, bringing the whispers of the gods and summoning the lost souls of the world.

His neck was tired, and he obediently lay on his back.

The body seems to have no weight, and it floats up step by step.

——This is the real ride through the clouds.

Follow him, go straight up the ladder, and climb into the fairyland.

"Longevity..."

"Ok?"

Called out purely unconsciously, not knowing what to say.After a while, he said resentfully: "You compare me to a wild boar..."

The body that was close to him vibrated slightly, and Zi Shi knew that he was laughing. At the end, he heard a sentence: "I won't take wild boars to see snow lotus." Over the mountain—"

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【Small Fairy Theater】

Yan Luo, Black and White Wuchang, and A Du, the four of them stared at the big screen with eight eyes.

The screen displayed countless lights of life in the Nether Sea. There were dense jumping light spots floating on the bottomless black sea. The lights kept going off and on again.

Heiwuchang pressed the button and took a close-up of one of the lights.The light has been so weak that only the flickering flame core remains, and the little red spot is gradually shrinking and may disappear completely at any time.

Bai Wuchang (heavy a sigh of relief): This time, I set up the system reminder three years in advance, and it reminded me every 3 minutes in the past week, which made me nervous.

Black Impermanence: Li Zishi has really come to an end this time.The last time he didn't want to die himself, it took another three years.This time, I saw that he was tired of working too, and he was too lazy to struggle any more.

At this time, the life light finally went out.

Yan Luo: Alas——Finally, we can do business.Fortunately, the queen mother didn't have enough abuse last time, she promised to cover up for us in front of the Jade Emperor...

A Du: You are relieved, pity me for no reason, I added 10,000+ words for no reason, and the experiment report increased by hundreds of pages. Who will pay for the hard work?

Yan Luo: Didn't I promise to give you the copyright of the pamphlet in Tiangong and Underworld? (Change the subject) Hei Jun Bai Jun, get ready to be escorted.

Black and white impermanence "whoosh" disappeared.

Yan Luo (spread on the chair): I said Du, as for the analysis of the experimental results, you might as well write it together...Huh? ! (stands up straight and stares at the screen) What's going on? !

I saw that the life lamp that had been extinguished suddenly turned on again, and it was slowly increasing the brightness.Yan Luo lay nervously in front of the computer, and a series of data flashed across the screen.

"Ziwei's flaming Yin Zuofu actually shared her light with it, this..."

Black and White Impermanence suddenly appeared, with a flustered expression: "Report to the King of Hades, Li Zishi refused to pass Wangchuanshui, but was dragged back by Fu Sheng!"

Yan Luo (pretending to be calm): I see.Unexpectedly, someone is willing to raise him with his life soul... Now, unless that one dies, this one will die...

Bai Wuchang: Let's see when that one will die?How about a little earlier...

Black Impermanence: He is the emperor star, you try.Maybe they will tell you to lay off directly. (Sinking) Since you are still alive, let's continue to suffer, and the coefficient of suffering will be increased by a few more points...

Bai Wuchang shuddered, thinking: Sure enough, he looks pure and the most evil.

Yan Luo (shaking his head): Once you have entered the gate of hell, you are considered dead.His life span was exhausted and his death was not suicide. The curse of suffering has been lifted, and he might not be able to do anything to him... (Unbelievable) I never expected that the soul could be pulled back. These two people...

A Du (mysterious): Xiaoyan, you haven't been in love, have you?

Black and white impermanence turned their heads together.

Yan Luo: Uh...no...

Adu: That's it, so you don't understand the power of love.The so-called Shangqiongbi falls to the underworld, flying like wings and connecting branches-this power is exerted to the extreme, and even the gods can't help it.

Yan Luo: Cough!Then what, let's talk about the issue of love later, what should we do now?

The Sen Luodian trio looked at each other, frowning.

A Du (rolling his eyes): Xiao Yan, if you don’t say you have entered the gate of hell, you are considered dead?That's it, and let him stay in the mortal world with neither human nor ghost.You are here to assume that he is really dead, what procedures should be done, who will really come to find out where his soul has returned, and which life he has been reincarnated in?I will write the test report as you say, and send it to the Queen Mother.As for the other places in the Heavenly Court, the mortal world is safe, so they are naturally at ease. If you take care of things in secret, no one will go out of their way to make trouble in front of the Jade Emperor...

Yan Luo and Black and White Wuchang looked at Adu with admiration.

Adu: But, this... ah...

Yan Luo (nodding again and again): I understand, it's hard work.do not worry……

two days later.The Queen Mother sat by the edge of the Yaochi and read the test report.

"Zi Shi closed his eyes forever in Changsheng's arms. He was only 25 years old. Changsheng stored his body in the ten thousand year ice cave, accompanied by water lilies in snow clothes..."

Queen Mother: Huh...too abusive...too abusive...uuuuuuuuuuuuu Aijia, Aijia regrets it, Aijia wants to see HE...

A Du: A person cannot be resurrected after death, so please mourn.

Queen Mother: I don't care!No matter what method is used, break it into HE for others, okay!People want HE!

A Du (helpless): Okay, I'll break it down for you... But, ma'am, this is very difficult, just change the data, and the conclusion of the experiment can be...

Queen Mother: What is this!Isn't it "Researching the Integration and Regeneration Ability of Individual Life in Extreme Environment from the Ontological Perspective"?You just write, the experiment proves that once the variable of love is added, the ability of integration and regeneration of an individual life in an extreme environment is unlimited! !

A Du (extremely adoring): Your Majesty is Shengming! ! !

Queen Mother (satisfied): Hurry up and write!As for the reward, Aijia will not treat you badly...

Note①

The descriptions in this chapter about the medicinal properties of plants, healing diseases, etc. are all fabricated, please do not pursue them.

Note②

This chapter is similar to the part of historical records about the language and writing policies of ethnic minorities after they entered the Central Plains.Don't get caught up in historical facts.

Note③

The description of the plateau and desert outside the Northwest Pass in this article may be regarded as an imagination based on the combination of Tibet and Xinjiang. Most of them are fabricated, so please do not take it seriously.