Chunyin

I have been to East Lake twice.

The first time was at the age of 20.In December of the 15th year of Chongxing, I served as the county magistrate in Kuaiji County, Shaoxing Prefecture for half a year. Several children from Shangxian County went to the East Lake together.When I went to work from Liangzhou, I walked all the way to the winding road, Taihu Lake, Chaohu Lake, West Lake, I don’t know how many Mingchuan Lakes, the East Lake is really small, but the East Lake is surrounded by steep cliffs on one side and green pines and strange rocks on the other. There is a place of seclusion. When I was 20 years old, I went to see the lake, and I raised my glass to say that the scenery of the East Lake is a small cup, and I am very proud.

The second time I went to East Lake was 14 years later.

Marquis Dingguo was stripped of his title and confiscated his family property. I escaped with my life and made a comeback. I struggled with Fu Huan for six years.I was escorted from Beijing and exiled to Lingnan.Before leaving Beijing, I used Liang Lanyu's identity as a bait, and finally set up a trap for him to cooperate with the enemy and betray the country.He fell for it.When passing through Shaoxing, news came from Beijing that Fu Huan, the privy minister, was executed for treason.The monarch has ulterior motives and suspicions arose, so what about the person who helped him ascend to the throne?

It's just that I found out sadly that the person I hated for nearly ten years was actually the only purpose of my life for the rest of my life.After he died, Liang Lanxuan's life was no longer meaningful.

I fled in the starry night, wandered outside Kuaiji City overnight in chains, and turned to East Lake at dawn.

In the twilight, the landscape of East Lake is only a dark silhouette.Just after the Jingzhe, the spring is cold, and Ruozhao Mountain is like an epee pierced into the water. The water of the East Lake is sparkling, and there seem to be countless ghosts.The sky is getting brighter, and the distant sky is lit with morning glow, like a raging fire.

That fire burned down Dingguohou's Mansion and Liang Lanyu's life, and now it's burning down on me again.

I jumped into the lake, and the cold water was like countless small knives, like the eyes of Fu Changting in the dungeon, like the whips in the hands of the prison guards, they fell on me at the same time, and my skin was torn apart.I struggled, screamed, and cried.

"You let me go."

"You let me go."

The icy lake water poured into his mouth and nose, and the sky full of fire twisted above his head.The East Lake where I died was a hot furnace, I struggled to sink, and sank to the center of the flames.I was not drowned, I was burned.

There was a man standing in the raging fire on the shore, he stood by with his arms folded, with a cold expression on his face.

Is it Zhuang Ziyu?I think.

I sank into the hot lake water, moved my fingers, and wanted to say, "Zi Yu, can you save me?"

"You save me."

But the water plants tightly wrapped around my waist and pulled me to a deeper lake bottom.

A voice whispered in my ear, "Why are you?"

"It's settled in the next life, why don't you come?"

Those aquatic plants are getting tighter and tighter.

He continued to ask stubbornly: "Why didn't you come then, but come again now?"

The blood-red fire burned into one piece on the surface of the lake. I stretched out my hand to scratch the void, and the water of East Lake flowed through my fingers, leaving nothing behind.

why?

Because the world is too bitter, I don't want to go.

After some time, the shackles around my waist were finally loosened a little, and the jade suddenly floated out from my waist, and the tassels fluttered in the water, falling into my hands.

I grabbed it and it started raining on the lake.The raindrops slammed down vigorously, smashing out a net of heaven and earth.

Then a hand gently pushed on the back of my waist and pushed me up.

"Go ahead."

I looked back and there was nothing.

The raging fire on the shore was instantly extinguished by the heavy rain, and the lake was no longer hot. I surfaced, climbed up a boulder, and looked up. There was no small East Lake, and there was no steep Ruozhao Mountain. The sky is gloomy, the torrent is rolling, and the water is vast.

The sky above my head seemed to have opened a huge hole, and endless rainwater leaked into the world, destroying houses and farmland. Countless creatures drifted and died in the flood under my feet. People were crying and screaming. But there was no sound.

Only the sound of rain.The deafening sound of rain.

Suddenly, a golden light slid down from the towering mountain peak in the distance, and a clear whistle passed through the sky to my ears, piercing the silence of the world.I jumped up, turned into a jiao body, passed through the heavy rain curtain, and flew towards the mountain peak.Flying closer, the golden light is a double-petal lotus, the lotus petals are closed, and it is rolling down the mountain.

I flew forward, trying to catch it, but a silvery white tail swung over suddenly, the tip of the tail curled slightly, hooking it.

I looked over, and the owner of the tail was also a dragon, a silver dragon.His front claws hooked on a pine tree that grew out of the cliff, and after barely saving the lotus, his body hung on the tree and drifted with the wind. After a while, he carefully curled up again, with his tail wrapped around the branch Go up and receive the lotus in front of you.

"It's okay, it's okay." He held the lotus flower, feeling lingering fear.

It's a pity that he chose the wrong foothold. The pine tree was a rotten tree. He stopped on it for a short time before hearing a "click" and the branch broke.

In the panic, his silver body twisted into a ball in the panic, firmly guarding the double-petaled lotus in it, and fell down from the cliff. And the smooth body passed through my hands, and when he fell, his blue eyes were open, as if he saw me, but also as if he didn't.

When I woke up, I was clutching the jade tightly in my hand, my mind was chaotic, like I had a big dream.

The person in front of me was neither Tu Ze nor Guang Ling, the man with white hair and beard, smiling eyes, looked at me like a big baby, it was Bao Luo Daxian.

He grabbed my hand, very courteously, and said, "Izumoshi, are you awake?"

I froze for a long time, blinked, and inexplicably shed a line of tears, and asked, "Where is my master?"