A long song into the gate of heaven

Chapter 23
Inside Yumen Pass, Longle County has already gathered many martial arts experts.Among them are some decent disciples and descendants of aristocratic families.It's just that most people are still lingering here, not daring to go out.Just because the climate in the desert outside the customs is changeable and the danger is unknown, they still have concerns.

It was late at night, but there were many people sitting in an unremarkable tavern.

"Grandma, there is such a good wine in this poor country?" Wu San, a disciple of the Tianlong Gang, spoke.

One of them ran over laughing, "This is Songhua wine I brought from Hanyang."

This person is Zhang Dali, it seems that he has earned a lot of money.

"What is Songhua wine? Don't you have Zhuyeqing here?" Wu San said.

Zhang Dali nodded quickly: "Yes, but at this price"

Wu San waved his hand: "Go! I've had a good drink, sir, are you afraid that there will be no money?"

boom!Someone slapped the table hard.

Wu San jumped up in fright, and quickly grabbed the spear beside him: "Who is playing wild here?"

"At this moment, you still come out to have fun?" This man was wearing a blue straight-fronted gown, and a wide belt with moon-white auspicious cloud patterns around his waist, and only a piece of excellent black jade was hung on it.

"Gang Leader" Wu San was already sweating.

"Follow me back quickly." This person is Yan Ranshu, the head of the Tianlong Gang.

"Yes." Wu San trembled.

"The guest officer hasn't paid the bill yet." Zhang Dali shouted.

Wu San's eyes were fierce, and he was about to vent his anger on him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Ranshu had thrown out a piece of silver, which happened to fall into Zhang Dali's hand.

"Don't cause trouble outside." He said lightly.

The spring sun shines all over the land, but it fails to dispel the severe cold of Tianshan Mountains, and the night is still very cold.

Le Yu was sitting by the Tianchi Lake, looking up at the sky alone, the people, shadows, and swords under the moon shined brightly against each other.

This is also the fourth night, and there is still no news from Tianxin.Le Yu had already packed his luggage, planning to go down the mountain with Shangguan Yan at dawn.

"Brother! Brother, where are you?"

Wen Yan's cry came from afar.

Le Yu stood up and shouted: "I'm here, it's so late, why is Junior Sister still awake?
"Teacher."

"Speak slowly, don't worry, what happened?" Le Yu said.

"Master, he's back! Hurry up!" Wen Yan panted.

Le Yu's eyes lit up: "Master is back? I'll go right away!"

The Tianshan Great Hall was already full of Tianshan disciples, and Le Yu already had a bad feeling.

"Master! What's the matter with you, Master?" Seeing Tian Xin slumped on the chair, Le Yu rushed up.

Most of Tianxin's robe has been dyed red, obviously having experienced a fierce battle.

"Master, why did you suffer such serious injuries? Who did it?" Le Yu shouted.

"Stop talking, listen to me. The ancient sect has reappeared in the world, which will inevitably bring bloodshed, and there will be a catastrophe in the martial arts world." Tianxin seemed to have used a lot of effort to say these words.

"Master." Le Yu wanted to say something else.

"Stop talking, sit down."

Tian Xin's voice was already very weak, but his expression still made people tremble.

After Le Yu sat down, Tian Xin raised his strength slightly and sealed Le Yu's Fengchi acupoint and Tianzhu acupoint with his right finger.

Le Yu panicked: "Master! What are you going to do?"

"Don't talk, stay calm!" Tian Xin said sharply.

Le Yu had no choice but to obey. He suddenly felt hot all over his body, and his palms were sweating.

ah!Le Yu suddenly yelled, he felt his body shake, and couldn't help leaning forward.

He turned his head quickly, and Tianxin had fallen to the ground.

"Master!" Le Yu quickly helped Tianxin up.

Tianxin was dying and said: "I know that I am too seriously injured and unable to return to heaven. This is the unique martial arts mentality of Tianshan Mountain. You must practice hard. You must protect this well." Before Tianxin had time to hand over the token to Le The feathers have already drooped down.

"Master!" Wen Yan shouted.

"Master!" Wenzhe shouted.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Le Yu held up Tian Xin, but Tian Xin had no breath.

"Master. Master!" Le Yu raised his head to the sky and screamed!
The ancient gate is the ancient gate again!I, Le Yu, was so angry that I passed out.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wen Yan hurried over.
"Don't panic, it's just that his heart is blocked for a while, it's good to have a rest." Shangguan Yan said.

Wen Yan stared at him, this man was too cold.

It's just that how much patience and sympathy do people who have not experienced personally have?
But before Shangguan Yan finished speaking, Le Yu woke up again, his body was still trembling.

"Brother, are you okay?" Wen Yan asked quickly.

"Master. I." Le Yu kept muttering something, but no one could hear it clearly.

All the Tianshan disciples knelt down, and the huge hall was silent.

There were tears in everyone's eyes, but no one cried out.

Tears are uncontrollable, but crying makes people weaker.

What they need is not the sympathy of others, but the firmness of their own hearts.

After the funeral ceremony in the East and West Taoist monasteries, Le Yu was filled with grief and indignation.Since the master passed on martial arts to him, he should shoulder the heavy responsibility of the entire Tianshan Mountain.But encountering parents one after another, master died tragically, who can bear such a blow?
The wind is warm and the flowers are blooming, everything is revived, and the spring is everywhere, colorful, and it is full of vitality.It's just that Le Yu hasn't survived his cold winter yet, he would rather a heavy snow cover everything now, lest he also have a life.

Bring the wine!
What about wine?

Le Yu staggered as he walked, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next step.

Seventeen or eighteen jugs of wine were scattered on the ground, but he still couldn't forget them.

How could he not know how to cheer up?Just loneliness, fear, and hatred tortured him day and night.

Even though he was drunk every day, it was more painful.

"Brother, don't drink any more. You've already." Wen Yan stepped forward to persuade.

"Junior Sister, even you want to take care of me?"

Wen Yan was at a loss and almost burst into tears: "Brother, how can you do it like this? Your body will collapse."

Le Yu waved his hand straight: "Don't worry about me, let me drink!"

"Brother, Master is gone, we are all very sad. But"

Le Yu suddenly lowered his head, belch
"Master. Who is Master who harmed you! You have always been kind to others, and you rarely have disputes. How could that be?"

"Brother, didn't you say that you have always regarded me as a relative? Why do you have something on your mind, and you would rather hold it back than tell your sister?"

"Junior sister, senior brother feels bad! Please, let senior brother stay alone for a while, please."

Wen Yan turned her head, unwilling to look at Le Yu's face again, it was a distorted face.
Senior brother, she has already ran out cruelly.

Few people experience a night of silence, and everyone has their way of venting.

Why doesn't Le Yu want to get drunk?
Just in an instant, he seemed to be drowning in the Taizhao River, completely lost his way.

Father, mother and father walked over his head, no matter how much he screamed, they didn't stop.

Every night, this loneliness became more and more powerful, as if it was going to swallow the whole person, making him breathless.

Le Yu picked up the bamboo flute again. Can the sound of the flute cut through the night sky and bring life?
Holding the moon and pouring wine, sorrow comes to mind.

If you don't borrow wine, will your worries go away automatically?
(End of this chapter)