Opposite the entrance hall

The climate in Baimaxia is colder than that in Lin'an, and the temperature difference between day and night is huge. Ji Si's body is not that good. Although he started to practice a little bit after he took over, it will not be something that can be accomplished in a short time, Mr. Ji I am used to enjoying myself, but my body is weak from the bottom of my heart, I can't resist anything, whether it's hot or cold, I can't adapt to the climate here, and I fell ill the next day.

This disease lasted for three days, and he had a high fever, which made him feel dizzy. His whole body seemed to be walking in the clouds, swimming in the sea, and every step landed in nothingness. It is empty, the gray sky is like a mirror, reflecting his past that is unknown to others.

A person's body is particularly fragile when sick, and Ji Si is no exception. As he walked in the empty world, memories of 18 years emerged like a revolving lantern. A figure came and stopped, and he saw Seeing his father, seeing his mother, seeing the endless plains of Zhulu, with banners and drums, and beacon smoke, the bloody and murderous Shuzhou constituted his entire childhood.

He also saw blood on his father's armor, saw Shuzhou City full of plains, with ghost flags floating everywhere, saw himself lying on the bedside many years ago, and his mother was lying on the bed, dying, His face was pale without a trace of blood, but he was still so pretty.

Her ancestry is from the south of the Yangtze River. Although she is rooted in Lin'an, she has the gentleness of a woman from the south of the Yangtze River in her bones. The iron cavalry stared at Yong'an Palace, because no one would tell her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here for your husband." She was willing to be that shield before, but now she has to be that sword, and take up that responsibility for her husband .

Ji Si is like a crowd watching a play, standing in a play without himself, watching others acting out his story, telling his emotions, Xiao Li Si's face has been blurred in his own memory As if covered with mist, it was pitch black, he slowly approached the bed, squatted down slowly, stared at the woman on the bed, stretched out his hand to touch her face lightly, but passed directly through the bed. , the woman on the bed seemed to feel something, her eyelids trembled and she opened her eyes, she was stunned, her eyes were not focused, she turned around in the air to meet Ji Si's eyes, and the next second she looked away and looked at the person next to the bed. Li Si asked softly, "How long have you been here?"

Little Li Si's voice was not so clear, and Ji Si recalled for a long time before he remembered what he said at that time, "Just arrived for a while, mother, I heard the great monk in the temple say that copying scriptures can be used to report safety, I copied a lot , let me show you."

He took out a stack from behind and handed it over. The woman on the bed took a look and smiled, "Your father also copied scriptures for me before..."

Having said this, he stopped again, as if thinking of the man in blue clothes standing under the shade of a tree and smiling at himself, "I heard that Miss Song likes "Qing Yan Jing" very much. I can't bring it out, so I can only copy a copy by hand, although the handwriting is not as good as that of famous teachers, but it is better than the sincerity, I give it to Miss today, and I hope Miss will like me a little bit."

She put the memories back, reached out and touched Li Si's head, "A Si."

"I'm here."

The woman opened her mouth, as if she had a thousand words to say, but she didn't know where to start, the red eyes made her pale face a bit more colorful, "Mother, sleep for a while, wait later... ..Wait a little later, come and wake me up, the willow tree your father planted should sprout, let's go and have a look together, mother is a little tired, so I will sleep for a while."

"Okay." Xiao Li Si's voice sounded.

Once she fell asleep, she never woke up again.

Ji Si reached out tremblingly, and caught a tear from the corner of her eye. This tear was very hot, which made people feel uncontrollably sad.

The lights flashed quickly, and many images disappeared in a hurry, and finally they were fixed on the woman in the palace dress. The surrounding gray sky suddenly disappeared. One after another, Ji Si raised his hands and looked down, his hands narrowed a circle, like himself when he was a teenager, the tear in his hand was gone, but there was still a scorching temperature.

"A Si."

Suddenly there was a voice ahead.

Ji Si clenched his hands into fists and looked up, seeing Concubine Wan staring at him with a smile like a flower, the love and kindness in her eyes was the same as before, smiling and waving towards him.

All premeditated dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and like electricity, all things in the world have their appearance, but they are all illusions. Ji Si understands it, but still can't control himself from walking towards dreams and illusions. He has his obsessions and illusions. Reluctance, but also his self-blame and remorse, he is Ji Si but also Li Si, this is his past and his predicament, he walked over slowly, opened his mouth and said something silently.

Concubine Wan still had a smile in her tone, "I brought some things for you to see today."

When she spoke, her eyes kept falling in front of her, and she picked up Ji Si's right hand. The latter was startled by her action, and subconsciously raised her head. The bright woman in front of her seemed to be covered with a strange color. The corner of her mouth Raising it high, forming a slightly twisted range, Ji Si frowned, the instinct of survival made him subconsciously want to withdraw his hand, but even with all his strength, he couldn't shake it.

Concubine Wan's pupils were wide open, as if she was about to fall out. She pinched Ji Si's hand tightly and slowly pulled it over, carefully placing it on her stomach.

The hands touched the silky satin, followed her movements and Ji Si looked down, the slightly bulging abdomen explained everything.

"A Si, you are going to be an older brother." Concubine Wan's voice came from above her head.

With just one sentence, Ji Si was a little bit haunted by the nightmare, and his brain was a little sluggish. He moved his hands and felt the touch brought by his hands through the clothes, as if he felt the existence of life.

"Want to touch it?" Concubine Wan asked.

This sentence was a bit weird, Ji Si raised his head and looked over, before he could react, he felt his wrist was pulled by an external force, the strength was extremely heavy, unlike what ordinary people could have, and then he jumped forward uncontrollably Go, and then there was a resistance from the fingers, the fingertips pierced through a thin skin-like barrier, warm blood sprayed out and splashed all over his cheeks, the blood slid down the face, sticky and smelly, and But the hand is in a warm and wet place, the hand is covered with sticky and moist liquid, the fingers penetrate through the layers of soft flesh to the deepest part, it is a palm-sized lump of flesh, with the rhythm of heartbeat And frequency, boom, boom, boom...

Ji Si couldn't stop trembling all over his body. He used all his strength to pull his hand out of the disgusting place. In the next second, he used all his strength to push away the bloody woman in front of him, and he also staggered a few steps and fell. Sitting on the ground, looking at the glaring blood on his hand, he subconsciously wiped it on the ground.

"Concubine Wan" still showed that penetrating smile, as if she didn't feel the pain, the corners of her mouth raised strangely, her eyes were round, she just stared at Ji Si, and at the same time stretched out her hand Jinzai had already had his abdomen cut open, and he quickly took out a lump of meat.

The meat ball was touched by her hands, and it was beating unhurriedly. The blood oozing from it fell to the ground along the gap between the fingers, and the umbilical cord was attached to the tail. The long red meat band dragged on the ground like a thumb. Earthworms with thick and thin waistbands make people feel a little disgusted.

The scene in front of her was already terrifying enough. Suddenly, "Concubine Wan" crawled towards Ji Si with the ball of flesh in her hands. The blood traces were drawn on the ground. The speed was so fast that Ji Si was so frightened that he quickly jumped up and ran back. Just as he took a step with his right foot, he fell to the ground, his ankle was tightly grasped, and the hand moved up along the ankle Go, as if taken out of an ice hole, the cold is overwhelming, causing a shiver in the whole body.

Ji Simeng turned around suddenly, and saw that her legs were tightly entangled by the umbilical cord, "Concubine Wan" seemed to have been burned, and there was no good flesh on her body, and the dark flesh on her face would be visible when she moved a bit more. It fell off one by one, opened his mouth wide, and saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth. He just lay down at his feet, moved the bloody lump over, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help him, why don't you save him?" He, why didn't you save him."

The lump of meat was right in front of Ji Si's eyes, and the dripping blood fell on the corner of Ji Si's eyes and then slowly slid down. There was a burning pain where it passed, and he opened his mouth.

Suddenly, "Concubine Wan" moved!She rushed forward quickly and smashed the lump of meat onto Ji Si's face. The smell of stench and rust came over her face, and the hysterical roar continued: "You promised me to save him, and promised to protect him , I promised to let him grow up safely, why didn't I do it, why, why!!!"

nausea!

Uncomfortable!

Can't breathe!

so tired!

Ji Si lay sluggishly on the ground, letting this monster-like woman pinch his neck, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his body became heavier and heavier. In a trance, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind. His pupils suddenly became clear, and his limbs began to regain strength little by little.

He cannot die.

Can't die.

Qi Ran was still waiting for him to go back in Lin'an.

As soon as this idea appeared, Ji Si regained strength in all his limbs, bit his lower lip tightly, pushed away everything in front of him, and woke up from the dream with a bang.

The fog fades away, the temples are wet with sweat, dripping onto the pillow along the cheeks, there are no war drums or palace walls in sight, only a deserted tent, the sky is still early, and the light from the sun shines in on the tent. Dazzling, Ji Si just woke up with a little watery eyes, and subconsciously turned his head to avoid it.

"woke up."

The tent was very quiet, and a little sound could be heard clearly, including the ding-dong sound of tea flowing from the spout into the cup, and the sound of the teapot being put back in place and the wooden table colliding.

Ji Si got used to the bright light and looked towards the source of the sound. Xiao Changyu took off his armor and sat down at the table with his eyes downcast. He blew on the steamy tea, took a sip and raised his eyes to meet his gaze.

For this person's appearance, Ji Si was a little surprised but didn't show it. He just sat up and cleared his throat and asked: "The Chinese army's tent is not here. Could it be that General Xiao went wrong."

Xiao Changyu smiled, raised his head and drank the tea, then poured himself a cup, got up and walked over, "That's right, I heard that Ji Shilang was caught in the cold, so I came to visit him specially to show the kindness of the landlord, Ji Shilang If something happens in my territory, then my crime will be serious."

Ji Si looked at the steaming tea in front of him and was not polite. He brought it over and drank a couple of sips. His hot and dry throat felt much better. He raised his chin and half-closed his eyes and said, "I thought General Xiao would like me Something should happen."

"Ji Shilang is worrying too much," Xiao Changyu said, "It's rare for you and me to implement the separation of powers together this time, and we will work together. I hope that I can speak a few words in front of the palace when I return to Beijing. You I also saw that my Xiaoqi camp is really shabby, life is far less pleasant than that in Beijing, I am not afraid of your jokes if I say it, I can hardly remember the taste of this meat."

"It's easy to talk about it, and we all serve the emperor wholeheartedly. Then we are people on the same path. Naturally, rewards for doing things well are indispensable. Just don't have second intentions, such as..." Ji Si paused for a moment at this point, staring Looking at the people's eyes, he continued in a low tone, "Let go of the enemy's general privately."

Xiao Changyu's eyes darkened, but there was a smile on his face that could not be discerned, "It's only natural. My Xiao family has been loyal to the emperor and the country for generations, so I definitely can't do anything to betray the Great Jin."

"General Xiao is naturally trustworthy. After all, I have heard of the names of the two heroes of the Xiao family. Unfortunately, I have never met Deputy General Xiao."

Xiao Changyu heard the other meaning inside and outside the words clearly, and smiled indifferently, "Ji Shilang is in poor health, he should have a good rest, so I won't bother you any more, goodbye!"

"No delivery."

Xiao Changyu nodded and turned around, the smile on his face disappeared completely, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he stopped after only five steps, tilted his head slightly and smiled with his lips curled up: "By the way, it's a coincidence that I just came here, Seeing that Ji Shilang had a nightmare, he kept talking about one person, Concubine Wan."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Si paused in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

"It's interesting to think about how Ji Shilang, a foreign minister, would know Concubine Wan who has passed away for many years. Let me go!"

When he opened the curtain and went out, Chuyi came back with the medicine, hurriedly stood aside and saluted, and then walked into the tent after someone passed by, saw Ji Si wake up, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over with the medicine, " Sir, you are awake."

"Well," Ji Si just woke up, his face was a little pale, "how long have I been asleep?"

"Today is the third day. You need to take good care of your body in the future. Drink the medicine first. Although it is a bit bitter, the medicine is very effective."

Ji Si was not angry when he was told about it, he still took the medicine bowl with a smile and drank it up, his brows were frowning and his mouth was filled with a sour and unbearable bitter taste, he swallowed it with a strong sense of vomiting, and his mouth shriveled After drinking the half cup of tea, he looked unrequited, and took a while to dissipate the taste in his mouth, "Where is Kong Lingqiu? How is the implementation of the New Deal going?"

According to their original plan, they should go to the city to promulgate the implementation of the separation of powers law after two days of rest. The implementation and reform of a new law is not an easy task. It cannot be completed in a day or two, but the plan cannot keep up with the changes. It's not something human can do, he's been in a daze for the past few days and doesn't know what's going on now, he wished he could finish this matter and go back to Lin'an to have a frank and honest talk with Qi Ran.

"Master Kong entered the city yesterday with an imperial decree, but he hasn't returned yet."

Ji Si lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then said: "Did Xiao Changyu ever leave the camp in the past few days?"

Chu Yi scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "My lord, your fever won't subside for a few days. I'm afraid that something will happen to you. I don't know much about the outside world except that I haven't been out of the camp except for boiling medicine."

My own illness probably scared the first day of the junior high school quite a lot. Ji Si sighed and raised his hand to pat his head: "You have worked hard these few days."

"It's not hard," Chu Yi shook his head with red eyes, "My lord, no matter how urgent this matter is, you have to take care of yourself first. This place is no better than home. You don't need anything. If something happens, I can't save you. "

"I know."

"You must be hungry, I'll get you something to eat," Chuyi said warmly, and hurriedly turned back after walking a few steps, "You just woke up and need a good rest so don't get out of bed and walk around."

Ji Si feared that he was worried and nodded again and again to say yes. In fact, as soon as people went out, he got out of bed, pulled his shoes and walked to the table. I got some thoughts, from the day I stepped into the border of Kashgar, my heart was in a mess, I don't know why, I always feel like something is going to happen.

He stared at the inkstone in a daze for a long time without moving. The nib of the pen was filled with ink like a chubby fat man. A gust of wind blew the word "Ran" from outside the account, and the paper fell lightly under the table. Ji Si sighed and bent down.

The ink is like the night, and the moon is like the light.

Qi Ran straightened up and picked up the broken jade pendant that fell on the ground. His face was a bit complicated. The belt of the jade pendant was suddenly broken today. No matter how you look at it, it is not a good omen. He frowned and pursed his lips tightly.

"It's broken when it's good." Pei Zhan poked his head from the side to look at it, with a look of pity on his face, and said, "It's better to smash the jade than to make it whole. Is this a hint? Be careful, you recently Eighty percent of the time something will happen."

Qi Ran glanced at him with a cold face, turned around and left without saying a word, Pei Zhan hurriedly pulled him back, "Don't, don't, don't tell me, can't it be done? If something goes wrong, brother will carry it for you. My aura of a god of war is the best at suppressing evil."

Pei Yao who was at the side laughed out loud, "Brother has always been like this since he was a child. He knows he can't beat Brother Ziheng, but he still insists on provoking him, right!"

"I just let him go," Pei Zhan hugged the man's shoulders with a smile, retracted the back of his hand after being slapped in pain, and raised his chin pretending to be calm, "I am a senior brother, and I am older than him." , can't you let him go?"

Qi Ran sneered and added, "In terms of brazenness, I am indeed inferior to you, and you win in this regard."

What else did Pei Zhan want to say, a child ran up front, followed by two people dressed in Pei family's guard clothes, his expression changed suddenly, he rushed out and hugged the person in his arms and asked anxiously, "Little What happened to Yu? Where are your little brother and Xiao Nian, why did you come back alone?"

Pei Leyu ran all the way on her little radish legs, panting with thin sweat on her forehead, and couldn't catch her breath for a long time.

Qi Ran rushed up and asked the two men anxiously, "What happened, where are the two young masters?"

"Let me tell, let me tell," Pei Leyu said in a childish voice, "Le Jin and Qi Nian are ahead, I'll come back and look for you."

Seeing that nothing happened, everyone was relieved, Pei Zhan hugged her in his arms and said angrily: "You almost scared the elder brother to death, as long as it's okay."

Pei Leyu straightened her wet hair and shook her head, hugging Pei Zhan's neck tightly, "It's okay, something happened ahead, we met Young Master Yan, but Young Master Yan is about to fight again, Qi Nian said that Young Master Yan is now Working under the eldest brother, if there is a problem, you have to take care of it, and I will come to find you if you are afraid of killing someone."

Pei Zhan and Qi Ran looked at each other, yes!This matter really manages.

When they arrived in a hurry, Qi Nian and Pei Lejin stood beside each other holding hands like little adults, staring calmly at Yan Zhao, who was being hugged by five or six people dressed as family servants and who was still cursing, and sitting beside the fortune-telling booth, The calm and composed old man in Taoist robe has a complicated expression.

It stands to reason that Yan Zhao should be in the school grounds. The reason why he is here is because the eldest princess misses his son, so he let Yan Zhao take two days off. .

With a headache, Yan Zhao had already broken free from the shackles and pulled out a whip from his waist in anger. He fiercely and fiercely whipped towards the old man. He tossed in the air and stood firmly in front of the old man, catching the whip accurately, while Pei Zhan rushed forward to hold his wrist holding the whip tightly, and said in a cold voice, "You are making trouble!" Is that enough? I thought you had changed, but you are still arrogant and domineering!"

When Yan Zhao said this, he was full of grievances and didn't say anything. He could only bite his lower lip, his eyes were red with anger, and he raised his chin to retort, "He provoked me first. This old man is full of nonsense. He's just a charlatan, what if I hit a liar, I'm doing harm to the people so that he won't go to trouble others."

"Young master, that's not what you said." Hearing the words, the old man who closed his eyes and meditated opened his eyes and shook his head in denial: "This old man has been fortune-telling for many years, so why don't you forget it? If you forget it, then there is no lie , and besides, I gave you this hexagram for free, so if you don’t take a penny, how can you lie about it.”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Zhao became even more angry, "You said that I have no relatives, a high-ranking widow, aloof and self-rewarding, a stubborn personality, no one to depend on when I grow old, loveless when I am old, and I feel lonely, that is not a lie! Fate is so good that even Lin'an knows, do you know who I am? Do you know who my father and mother are? Just based on these words, I can kill you thousands of times, my lord! "

After listening to him, everyone understood the cause and effect, and their expressions became even more complicated. When opening a door for business, it is important to be kind, and fortune-telling is more about auspiciousness, but this old man is afraid that others will not want to beat him to death. .

"Cough, cough, cough," Pei Zhan cleared his throat, clenched the man's wrist and pulled it behind him. The latter was still angry and wanted to say something, but he could only give up when he stared at him, "Hey, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, old man and child I'm still young and ignorant, so I'll make you up for him, and you're old too, so I'd better pick up some nice words to open the door to do business, and this will be the end of the story..."

"Who is a child! I'm not..." Pei Zhan was interrupted by Yan Zhao angrily before he finished speaking, but he was restrained when he made a little noise.

Pei Zhan was particularly handy in dealing with such a big fart child. He turned handsomely and put the head under the armpit for three words to deal with it properly. He let him punch and kick indifferently, and all the voices disappeared.

It wasn't a big deal at all, the people around saw that they couldn't see any excitement and gradually dispersed, Qi Ran turned around and glanced at the Taoist robed old man behind him, nodded slightly, took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket, patted it on the table and led Qi Nian left, just took a step, the old man behind said, "Young master, please stay."

Hearing this, several people in front stopped and turned around one after another.

"The old man always repays his kindness. You just blocked a difficult situation for me, and I have to pay you back, so I simply calculated a divination for you, solved your doubts, asked your fate, and spied on the secrets of heaven."

This man's words are so brash, as if he is doing fortune-telling for others, but others are getting a big advantage. Pei Zhanle is not good, and he knows what kind of temperament this old man is, and he is afraid that he will say something to Qi Ran again. Qi Ran is not the same as Yan Guanqing, no matter how much Yan Guanqing jumps, he is the master of the fake tiger's prestige, Qi Ran is a pervert, and he will not be able to stop this person when he gets angry, so Pei Zhan sidelined Pressing Yan Zhao's head that was about to move, he quickly greeted loudly, "Old man, you have wasted all your heart, he doesn't believe in this thing, you can do it for others, Yao'er, let's go."

Pei Yao smiled, and led Pei Lejin's turnip heads to follow in a hurry.

Qi Ran looked back with a blank face, his gaze met the old man, but he unexpectedly let go of Qi Nian's hand and handed it to the guards, signaling them to wait in place, then turned around and returned to the booth, opened the chair and sat down on his own. Next, nodded and nodded, "Thank you."

"I'll go," Pei Zhan looked shocked, hurriedly let go of his head under his armpit, walked over and turned his back to the old man to block the latter's view, lowered his voice and whispered in Qi Ran's ear: "Are you crazy? The old man's fortune-telling is very picky, and he can tell you a lonely fate in a while, and you are not the least believer in fate, what happened today?"

Qi Ran ignored him, he just pushed away the man who was about to kiss his cheek, looked straight at the old man in front of him, and asked calmly, "How do you calculate this hexagram?"

"How do you want to calculate, son?"

"Word test."

The old man pushed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone over and made a gesture of invitation.

Holding the pen with ink on it, Qi Ran stared at the white paper for a long while, the ink from the nib of the pen dripped onto the paper, and an ink-colored flower came out, he was stunned for a long time before he started to write a word.

The writing of that word is excellent, the writing is strong and powerful, and the strokes of the pen have an air of uniqueness, showing sharpness and full of charm. The old man looked down, was amazed by the handwriting and said with a smile, "Thinking."

think?

Pei Zhan couldn't help looking at Qi Ran with a strange heart, but the latter's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't write the word, and he wore an appearance that had nothing to do with me.

Yan Zhao rubbed his neck and came over from the side, poked his head out gloatingly and said, "Oh, do the math, I see what you can figure out."

The old man ignored his provocation, and just watched Qi Ran open his mouth unhurriedly, "Thinking is thinking, thinking is thinking, thinking is asking, this young man is asking for the person in his heart, what you ask for is rare, what you think is not there, Everything you think about is empty, it seems to exist but nothing, but it is not nothing, the past is also the past, tomorrow is not tomorrow, you are thinking, you are thinking about the present, and I will send you a hexagram."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pen on the table and wrote a poem: The old days are like dreams and dust, and after death, there will be another spring.

"Hold your hands and accompany you to return home," Qi Ran recited this poem, although he didn't know the meaning of the hexagram, he understood from these words that the old man was not very human, he should be a wise man, and immediately stood up respectfully "Thank you sir."

The old man twirled his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

Pei Zhan looked at it seriously, and became interested when he saw it. He put his hands on the table and said cheerfully: "Mr., you can also do the fortune telling for me. I will also test the characters. Don't worry, give me money."

While talking, he wrote the word "war" on the paper.

The old man raised his eyes to look at Pei Zhan, then looked down at the word for a moment, then shook his head, "Unexpected."

"Why?" Pei Zhan looked in disbelief.

"The Buddha said: Do not speak, do not speak."

"Come on, you are a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes, what does the words of Buddhism have to do with you?" Pei Zhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Old man, forget them both, one more is not more and the other is not less."

The old man raised his head and stared at Pei Zhan, maybe it was because he was looking too seriously, Pei Zhan felt hairy in his heart, and waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, I'm in a good mood today, so I'm embarrassing you."

He had just straightened up when the old man suddenly said, "When the generals are prosperous and the army rises in troubled times, there will be a general who will live up to his steadfastness. The small self becomes the big self, the battle is to occupy and fight, and the gun is to fight for the battle, this young man is the life of the star, and he will be unparalleled in this life, and his name will go down in history."

This remark was already the highest praise for a military commander. Pei Zhan himself was taken aback and didn't take it seriously. He rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Then, let me borrow a good word from the old man first, and see you again if there is a destiny."

The old man looked at the backs of the people leaving, and after a while, he withdrew his eyes and stared at the silver ingots and papers on the table. He sighed a long time, picked up a pen and wrote a hexagram under the word Zhan: If you want to leave the green mountains in history, don’t teach white iron to bury the copper city. The man is determined that the mountains and rivers will be there, and the wind will come and go, and the snow will be all over his head.

Pei Zhan is a general, Qi Ran is a civil servant, and the future of the Great Jin will depend on the younger generation to support the sky.

The history books are long, with hundreds of words in the pen, and the prosperous millennium contained in it, the waves are magnificent made of bones, and there are only a few strokes in the history books.

The situation has changed suddenly, and Dajin is changing silently.

The author has something to say:

This chapter contains a lot of things, I think you may come back to see this chapter again later (˙︶˙).

Try to run towards the lost horse, curious what kind of lost horse you want to see? ?

ps The hexagrams are written indiscriminately, there is no rhyme or no rhyme, but you can draw a key point!