[Comprehensive] Retirement of the brave

"It's a pity that I couldn't take revenge with my own hands."

Zhang Yuan kicked the messy things on the ground to one side and picked up a place, and sat down against the bookshelf.He turned his hands away and fumbled randomly on the bookshelf, and took out two jars of wine.

"Here, then," he threw an altar to Bai, and said with a smile, "I didn't learn well back then, but I still remember a few lines of this ancient poem. What's it called, I advise you to drink more wine?"

Bai took a look at the wine jar, frowned slightly, "I don't drink, and this poem should not be used like this."

"You..." Zhang Yuan looked Bai up and down, "You don't look like someone from our side," then he asked curiously, "Are you from some mysterious department? Are there many people in your profession? This, language, is barrier-free communication, is it a general ability in your profession?"

Zhang Yuan patted the mud seal off the wine jar, took a few gulps of wine, and then glanced up, still hugging the wine jar, without speaking or moving.

"Well, if you can't say it, I won't say it. I have been in the officialdom for so many years, and I still know what to ask and what not to ask."

He didn't dislike the cleanliness, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and asked, "How, when will you send me away?"

"At any time," Bai raised his head and looked at him, his eyes calm and calm.He turned around and put the wine jar aside, with a black knife in his hand, "Are you ready?"

"Be ready at any time, hehe" Zhang Yuan replied solemnly, and even pretended to salute, and then he laughed first.

Bai didn't understand why he was laughing, but he didn't ask.But Zhang Yuan couldn't help explaining: "It's nothing, it's just a not-so-funny stalk, it's nothing if you don't understand."

"Oh," Bai nodded, stepped forward and placed the knife by Zhang Yuan's neck, as if about to swing it down.

"Etc., etc!"

Bai stopped his knife and looked at him suspiciously, Zhang Yuan begged for mercy and stretched out a finger to compare, "One thing, the last thing, really, I promise."

"Say."

"That," Zhang Yuan carefully pushed the knife away, and then said with a naughty smile, "Young man, life is short, that wine is a good thing, don't forget to try it."

There was no obsession and repressed hatred in his smile, and once he was freed, the man who was doing nothing and eating and waiting to die before time travel had been polished by wind, frost, snow and rain, and time into such a temperament that is round on the outside and square on the inside.I swallowed my own corners and hid them in my heart, grinding my heart to the point of being scarred.

With one blow of the knife, Bai Lisuo stripped away the connection between his soul and the system, and also removed his memory in this world.

When he wakes up in his own world, he may regard all of this as a dream. In the dream, he hazily experienced grief and grief, and also experienced bloody men fighting happily.Then he opened his eyes, woke up, and walked towards his life.

Can wine be brought back to the middle class?

Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking about this question seriously during the 5 minutes waiting for the barrier to disappear.If wine can be brought back, then other things, like candied haws, should also be taken back.

In thinking, 5 minutes passed quickly.

The barrier disappeared, and everything inside the barrier returned to its original state, including the half jar of wine that Zhang Yuan drank and put aside.It was as if nothing had happened in the room except the body was still lying there.

Bai walked up to Zhang Yuan's sleeping corpse with his eyes closed, and Hei Dao disappeared.He stretched out his hand and pinched Zhang Yuan's face and fiddled with it, trying to give him a ferocious expression, at least looking like he was assassinated, but to no avail, so he had to change the method.

Bai put him on the chair, making a look of being stunned and then killed by a sword.He picked up the brush and made gestures twice, feeling uncomfortable no matter how he held it.

He threw the brush to the side, and directly controlled the ink to write a few lines on the paper, "Killing, tyrannical and heartless, the blood in his hands is innumerable. Today, I will punish him on behalf of the heavens. This is the righteousness of a chivalrous man."

The words were written in vain according to my impressions. The fonts were of different sizes and crooked, and some of them lacked horizontal strokes. They looked like those written by those people who had never read any books.

"You shouldn't interfere with these things." The black cat woke up from sleep at some point, paced and walked to Bai's side quietly.

"You should remember that what you are maintaining is balance, and you shouldn't have these personal emotions." Xiao Hei said in a cold voice, "You just need to fool him for something like this. He doesn't care if he goes or not." It doesn't matter if you disagree."

"Fooling?" Bai blinked in confusion, when the time came, the letter fluttered through his hand and landed on the table without hindrance.Bai subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but the sleeve that hadn't disappeared brought down the pen holder.The guards who were patrolling outside heard the sound and rushed in, and at the same time saw the scene arranged by Bai.

In the study, those who were vigilant, those who were testing the general's breathing, were noisy and chaotic for a while.Several soldiers who had been with Zhang Yuan for a long time all had bitter faces, as if they were about to cry in the next second.

When they saw the letterhead on the case, all of them were filled with anger and righteous indignation.The bad-tempered intuition overturned the bookshelf, and when the bookshelf fell down, two jars of wine fell, fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

"What is deception? Is it deceit?" Bai stood in the chaos and asked calmly. The figures coming and going overlapped with him, but they were all isolated from his world.

"I won't cheat, that's not good." He twirled the ink on his fingertips, and the ink disappeared. "I won't interfere with anything. His death, and the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue in the future are all preludes."

Xiao Hei took a step forward, "Why do you..."

"I guessed it," Bai said calmly, "I saw Ye Gucheng in Nanwang's mansion about the Embroidered Thief. The reason why Nanwang wants to rebel and needs to use Ye Gucheng must be because there are some things that only he can do." arrive."

Xiao Hei swallowed unconsciously. To be honest, Xu Shibai's performance during this time made him ignore what kind of person he was before.The brave man, the truth submerged under the twisted stories, the one who sees everything according to legend.

"There are not many things that need to use Ye Gucheng, but I happen to know one." Bai looked at Xiao Hei, "You told me that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue are opponents, so they should have a battle together."

"Whether it is the Nanwang or the emperor, they all hope to use this battle to do something. So it is easy to imagine that this battle will be held in the palace. The Nanwang is to cover up the rebellion, and this battle is also the same. It will become the lead for the emperor to attack Jianghu."

After talking about what he saw, Bai stopped, but he didn't hear Xiao Hei's voice. "Why?" His eyes were a little dazed, "Did I say something wrong?"

Xiao Hei shook his head violently, and collapsed into a puddle of cat cakes in a daze, "No, it's nothing, what you said is right, everything is right."

"Then shall we go back?" Bai suddenly thought of the jug of wine that he had no chance to taste after all and the snacks he had to give away, and couldn't help licking his lips, "Can I bring something back?"

"Did you think it was a trip?" Xiao Hei Hei gave him a look, "You still have things, tsk, look at your ignorance."

The black cat quickly solidified from the liquid state, and swiftly jumped onto Bai's shoulder. "Do you still remember the little fried fish I ate before? Let me tell you, the intermediate level has everything, and it doesn't lack anything."

"Dead souls go through the middle level and enter the dead end. The things that carry the weight of the soul are left behind when they pass through the middle level. Precious memories, favorite things to eat, and games that you can't forget...all the things that can't be let go will be let go .”

"Is that so," Bai walked out of the study room, the weather outside was bright with bright stars and bright moon hanging high.He looked at the night and asked after a while, "What if it's someone who can't let go?"

"People who can't let go?" Xiao Hei repeated, his eyes rolling in their sockets. "It's not easy to handle? If you can't let go too much, it becomes an obsession, and the obsession will be left behind day after day, saying those urgent words that didn't come, knowing that one day the voices of the people they can't let go will be heard." Passed to their ears. Then, the obsession dissipated, and it was done."

"Are there many such obsessions?"

"A lot, why not a lot?" Xiao Hei wrapped his tail around Bai's neck, and the whole cat hung there lazily. "There are so many obsessions in the intermediate level that I don't even bother to look at them."

"Oh." After getting the answer he wanted, Bai was speechless.

In the next few days, Xiao Hei didn't urge him, and Bai stayed to watch the follow-up.

Regarding the death of Zhang Yuan, the general of Wuwei, the emperor chose a generous burial, and then wanted the perpetrators all over the country.In the tavern, several versions of the general's story were changed so that almost everyone could open their mouths to say a few words.

People said that the general was good, that he killed the enemy and the bandits for the country and the people, but when he didn't enjoy the blessing, he let a few young people kill him.People used the most vicious language imaginable to curse those meddling and indiscriminate chivalrous men, together with their past resentment, they cursed happily.

Later, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng chose to compete swords at the top of the Forbidden City, and no one knew who spread the news that a group of people in the world insisted on entering the palace to watch.

During that time, the common people almost turned pale when they talked about it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the emperor is quite powerful and unattainable, and the imperial palace is even more inviolable, a place that can only be heard from afar.But such people dare not care about offending people in Jianghu, and people in Jianghu dare to enter and leave such a place without caring.

What does this mean?This means that as long as these Jianghu people want to, they can kill any common people at will, break into anyone's home, and do whatever they want to ordinary people.

Fear is contagious.Spread from the capital to all parts of the country, from adults to children.Few people's dream is to be a hero, and the rivers and lakes are almost broken under the emperor's intentional or unintentional operation.

Those who could see the situation clearly, or those who didn't care about these things at all, such as Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuuxue and others chose to live in seclusion.Twenty years after the death of General Huwei Zhang Yuan, it is rare to see people from the rivers and lakes in the streets and alleys. Since then, the name of the hero has appeared in the stories more and more.

The author has something to say: Inheritance of this thing is a fatal matter once it is broken.

Aren't many things in our flower growers just lost their inheritance, and then they can only slowly disappear and become history?