Emperor's Landing

When the moon falls, who entrusts Ke Xu?Looking at the mountains and clouds in the house, it seems that there is a corner of the red building.

Unsatisfactory things year after year, killing the wind and smoke.Losing with the son of Wuling, at this time, the dream circles around the flowers.

—— "Qing Ping Le"

Rebirth is not for revenge, but for heart-seeking.Yingqian thought, Di Yanying had really changed.

After Di Yanying returned to the ancient road, he lived alone in the cave and wrote ink.Yingqian felt that it was inappropriate to disturb his cleanliness, so she went out to buy some decorative household items by herself.In the past, I didn't care about the rough and rough environment of the ancient roads. Now I have to live for a long time, and the four walls of the house look shabby and desolate.

One or two days have passed, and the indoor environment of the ancient road has become more comfortable and warm. With the picturesque four seasons outside and the natural beauty of the birds and relatives, it is like a fairyland.However, what Yingqian was very concerned about was the figure writing at the desk with a candle, and it seemed that there was no movement.What is that man doing?

After staring at it for a long time, the figure over there changed his posture slightly and continued to write again.The hourglass of time was gradually passing away, and the lights over there were gradually dimming, only to see Di Yanying put away the pen, carefully folded the writing paper, put it away in his arms and put it away.

"Who are you writing to?" Ying Qian asked worriedly.

"No, a eulogy for the deceased." Di Yanying didn't hide it.

"Is that the person we visited on Guren Peak?"

"Well, thank you for the flowers that day, I am interested."

"When I went to town yesterday, I heard a major event in the world. It may be related to the old man you are looking for. Do you want to hear it?"

"People don't get caught in dust, wind and dust infect people. Tell me, if you want to forget the dust, can you forget it?" The pair of blue pupils couldn't hide the endless desolation and confusion, Di Yanying was silent.

Although she knew that the emperor didn't want to hear his answer, Yingqian still replied, "My lord, whether it's you in the past or you in the present, those bewildered eyes have never changed."

"You mean the blue in my eyes?" Di Yanying pointed to his eyes.

"No, it's the doubt under the blue eyes. Even if you are no longer blue eyes, you are still you."

Di Yanying looked up at him in amazement. "How to say--"

"When you were a child, you were dressed in fancy clothes and had thousands of servants. You went to the north and south, and your victories were extraordinary. However, I once saw you hurt yourself alone."

"Oh, is that so?" Di Yanying smiled unrestrainedly, indifferent to the words of the person in front of him.

"Do you have time? Go out with me to relax." Di Yanying seemed to be impatient and continued to answer the call. Before Yingqian could reply, Di Yanying had already walked out.Recently, I may be tired, and I have never paid attention to the wind-swept scenery of the ancient road.Although the sky is gradually entering the late spring season, the beauty of nature does not diminish at all.The two walked along the wild path into the distance of the twilight one after the other, without speaking.Walk to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds rise.

"Sakura Qian, I need to go out for a while, you should go back to your residence first." The voice danced in the wilderness.

In the silence and twilight, panic suddenly appeared in Yingqian's heart, and she asked anxiously, "Are you not coming back?"

Di Yanying, who was about to turn around and leave, was taken aback, looked back at the man, and said softly, "I'll be back tomorrow."

Wuling Yingqian stood on the spot for a long time.

"Your body has been reborn, where is your heart? Is it in a dream, or there?" The stars are like washing, and the moon is as white as frost.

……

Beside a tombstone, in the darkness, a man whispered sadly:

"Mourning my wife: The year of peace and peace is not easy, the moon of late spring is defeated, the day of helplessness, there are only a few guests in the world, I would like to use the sky and the earth as evidence, and the night as a medium, to talk about a letter of sincerity with a eulogy, which is a memorial to me. My wife is in front of the tomb, the night is cool and cool, and my heart misses me like crazy.

When I first met you, it was in the distant southern country.You wandered around the rivers and lakes in the body of a man, the corners of your eyebrows in the wilderness and your heroic appearance, I will never forget it at first sight.Recalling the past, the two prodigal sons have known each other since the troubled times. It has been twenty years so far, and there is only regret.I only hate God's will, you are far away, I should follow.No matter how disturbed the muddy body is, and then get involved in the world, and accumulate bitterness, who will pity the premature death?The fairy clouds are scattered, and Fang Zhi is hard to find.The eyebrows are black and blue like yesterday, who is warmer than the jade ring?Only look for in dreams.

My heart also knows that the dream is not my hometown, but in the dream everything is beautiful as before, and your laughter still echoes in my ears in the dream.As soon as I close my eyes, you are in front of me, and as soon as I open my eyes, everything is like a dream.What is true?What is false?I don't know!Although I was reborn in a strange body, and my soul meets again in this life, do you recognize me?I'm afraid that if we meet again, we will also be lost in dreams.

The ancient Xifeng Temple in Ernai is flooded with stagnant green hills, barren hills in the setting sun, and scattered bones.Catalpa elm rustling, Pengai rustling.Apes cry through the fog, and ghosts weep around the smoke.In the self-made red silk tent, the son loves deeply; in the beginning of the letter in Huangtu Longzhong, the daughter's fate is unlucky!Runan's tears and blood are sprinkled to the west wind; Zi Ze's heart is silently pleading against the cold moon.

……

Alas!Although Qing's relationship with the world is shallow, my contempt is especially deep.Yu Nai looked melancholy, wept and hesitated.The human language is silent and calendar, and the sound of nature is twilight.The birds flew away in fright, and the fish chattered.Compassion is prayer, and ceremony is auspicious.Woah!Enjoy! "

Word by word, from soft chant to mournful words, the souls are startled, and ghosts and gods howl.

In front of the tomb, a green phosphorous will-o’-the-wisp ignites, and a page of paper burns in the night sky, then turns into ashes and is swallowed up by the darkness again.The man leaned over and sat alone beside the tombstone, sleeping with his eyes closed, and everything returned to silence.

I haven't seen him overnight, Wuling Yingqian has cleaned up the ancient road to be comfortable, tidy and suitable for living. Several rooms in the cave have been cleaned. Yingqian leaves the sunny one to the emperor, and lives in the side residence by herself.The hall has undergone some decorations, with desks and bamboo couches, gradually becoming more elegant.Yingqian plans to settle down for a while, looking for opportunities to cut down trees outside the cave and build a few huts.Near noon, Yingqian was in the kitchen, and when he heard Di Yanying's voice coming back, he brought out the bowls and chopsticks, and a few dishes of side dishes.

"My lord, do you want to have a meal together?" Ying Qian saw that Di Yanying was sitting on the bamboo couch in the hall.

"Okay." Although Di Yanying had plenty of energy, he hadn't eaten the fireworks in the world for a long time, but when he saw Yingqian's carefully prepared meals, his mouth felt greedy, so he got up and walked over.

I saw Ying Qian came over with some tea. "Sit down and eat together when you're done."

"It's over. Young master, drink some tea to quench your thirst." He poured some tea for the emperor, and sat down gently beside him.

The first time we ate together, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Di Yanying looked at the delicious side dishes and asked, "Did you often cook when you were young?"

Yingqian shook her head, "No. My parents used to cook for me, and I learned these things by myself after wandering in the rivers and lakes."

Di Yanying felt that it was inappropriate to continue this topic, so she asked, "Tell me about the major events in the world you mentioned yesterday."

"Yeah." Yingqian tidied up her clothes and sat upright, ready to speak.

"Don't be nervous, just tell me stories while eating." Di Yanying looked at him very seriously and guided him.Sakura smiled slightly, and the dimples on her cheeks slightly slanted, with an indescribable beauty.Immediately, he took out his rice bowl and took a bite of the dish, "I heard something serious happened to Zhengdao when I went to the street yesterday."

Di Yanying lowered her head to eat intently, and interjected, "What's the big deal about Zhengdao?"

"There are rumors among people in the Jianghu that a manual for killing demons has reappeared in the Jianghu, and people are panicking."

"Hehe, the demon way was wiped out by the righteous way 15 years ago and no longer exists, so why should we be afraid of the ghosts of the demon race?" Di Yanying thought the story was very interesting and laughed meaningfully.

"They said that the devil king is dead, and the remnants of the devil's way are living in the rivers and lakes, and they are about to set off a bloody storm."

"This is even more nonsense." The more Di Yanying heard it, the more absurd it became.

"It's really absurd, young master. However, a strange thing has happened now, which has disturbed people's hearts and filled the city with storms. I think this thing may be done by an old friend."

"what's up?"

"Back then, the major sects of the Righteous Way jointly killed the Demon Emperor. Among them, the Fu Clan of Jiange Wumen who participated in the slaughter of the Demonic Dao was exterminated recently. It is said that together with the head of the Fu Clan, the whole family, and disciples, it is undoubtedly an exception. The ghosts of the people have come to take revenge, and all factions of the orthodox path are preparing to discuss this matter."

"Haha" Di Yanying laughed out loud after hearing this, showing his madness.

Yingqian asked, "Young Master, why are you laughing?"

"Laughing that they only know how to guard against foreign enemies, but not internal ghosts. Zhengdao really hasn't made any progress after so many years. This story of internal fighting must be quite exciting."

"Then are we still involved in the investigation?" Sakura asked curiously.

"I'm only looking for old people, nothing else has anything to do with us. You must not disturb this muddy water. Today's righteous path is already muddy, and the death of Dao Zun back then is a clear proof."

Ying Qianyi became the emperor's concern, and said cheerfully, "Don't worry! I'll listen to you."

"After dinner, you go and clean up briefly, and we'll set off." Di Yanying's commanding spirit remained unchanged, but Yingqian was very happy, and quickly finished eating and packed away.

After a while, Yingqian changed into elegant and clean black clothes, and walked out.The delicate double face, with dimples in his mouth, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, are even more delicate and mature, and he is completely different from the casual attire in black plain clothes before.Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail.The temperament of this dress is not inferior to the emperor's son.What Di Yanying likes to see the most is Ying Qian's dimpled smile, that kind of innocent and pure smile, which he has never had before.Di Yanying's smile was a little sloppy, contemptuous, and teasing, making people elusive, and even he himself did not understand his own heart more and more.

"My lord, where are we going first?"

"The place where rivers and lakes meet."

The two came to the prosperous place of Jiange, and Di Yanying went straight into a karaoke tavern.

"Both young masters, do you want to stay in the shop or eat?" The waiter's eyes were sharp, and seeing the two young masters with extraordinary temperament, one in light plain clothes and the other in black Confucian clothes, stepping into the building gracefully, he quickly greeted them.

"Arrange a quiet private room first." Ying Qian pretended to be a son, took out a silver coin in a rough voice, and threw it to the waiter.The second child was full of joy and led the two into a first-class room.

"You go out first, I will call you when I have dinner later." Di Yanying said, and the shop boy trotted out obediently.

"Master Yingqian, you know a lot!" Di Yanying said.

"Survival skills that have been wandering outside these years." Yingqian changed back to the status of a servant, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Have you been wandering alone all this time?" Di Yanying vaguely sensed that it was related to him.

"Yeah." Sakura said no more.

"We are brothers when we go outside, just ask me to forget the world. In the future, I will have to rely on brother Yingqian." Di Yanying lowered his posture.

"My lord, Yingqian can't bear it." Yingqian was flattered.

"I order you to do so."

"Okay, son."

Yingqian's humble attitude of not overstepping his authority left the proud Di Yanying nowhere to exert force or play tricks.