North Journey

Qi Yan looked at the fog gradually thickening in the forest, with guilt and self-blame in his eyes.But, how can you give up lightly?His eyes seemed to pass by Lang Zhengyang and others unintentionally, and then turned to the distance again.He was the one who brought them in, so naturally he wanted to take them out alive.

With his left hand he was rubbing the split bark of the hemlock, and with his right hand he was clenched into a fist, using sharp pain to wake up his gradually drowsy consciousness.

If there is no way to go, make a way by yourself!

Qi Yan suppressed the bloody cough in his throat, and walked again.

They kept silent, but Lang Zhengyang, Lu Neng, and Pan Yan still firmly followed Qi Yan's footsteps.They don't know why Qi Shuai is often silent and thoughtful recently, but they can understand the depression brought about by the betrayal of the loyal lord.Maybe Mangshan will really be their burial place, but at least now, they will not choose to betray their coach and their beliefs.

The snow drowned out the sound of their footsteps, leaving only the whoosh of scraped branches.

The snow has gradually stopped, but they all know that this does not mean the arrival of hope, and the severe cold when the snow melts may become the last straw that crushes them.

Suddenly, the clouds disappeared and the snow disappeared, and it seemed that even the wind stopped at that moment.

Qi Yan and the others suddenly stopped in their tracks.When things go wrong, there must be a demon. They have already seen the weirdness of the night in the vast mountain, and they will not think that there is nothing unusual under the sun just because the day before was normal.

It's just that there are some things that can't be resisted by humans.

At the last moment of Qi Yan's consciousness, he only saw a hand protruding from the white sleeve, appearing in front of his eyes.

"Tsk, humans are so fragile."

Ming Qi looked at Qi Yan who was bleeding because he suddenly fell to the ground and triggered the arrow that was still buried deep in his body and hadn't taken it out, his dark golden eyes were completely indifferent.

With a slight movement of his slender fingertips, Qi Yan was turned over.The ice and snow turned into blades, cut open the robe on his back, then cut open the flesh without hesitation, and took out the arrow that had almost grown together with the flesh.

The pain made Qi Yan's body twitch subconsciously, but his mind couldn't wake up in a short time due to the existence of some kind of force.

Solving the hidden danger of accidentally killing Ah Shi's father in this life, Ming Qi randomly used his strength to lift the unconscious people on the ground and walked towards the valley where they lived in seclusion.

Ah Shi said that he was waiting for him to go home.

Thinking of Ah Shi's words, a hint of stupidity appeared on Ming Qi's perfectly indifferent face.The dark golden eyes were filled with tenderness and melancholy like melting ice and snow, and suddenly there were waves, as if they had changed in an instant.

I was a little shy when I suddenly confessed something early in the morning (*/ω＼*)

Ming Qi turned the ring on his hand which was put on by Ah Shi himself, and then touched the other ring on his chest that Ah Shi temporarily entrusted to him for safekeeping, which should have been worn on Ah Shi's hand, but next time it's his turn proposed.

Ming Qi glanced at his father-in-law who had just been fainted by his violence, and couldn't help but reflect on whether this behavior would lower his impression points, and then happily decided that he would not admit what he didn't see.

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When Qi Yan woke up again, he realized that his injuries had been taken care of almost immediately.

He looked at the environment he was currently in. The bamboo building was exquisite and elegant, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers coming from the half-closed windows, as well as the faint singing of birds.

And his body was only covered with a silk quilt, although he didn't know what stuff was used to fill the inner quilt, but it was obviously only thin, but he didn't feel any cold at all.It seems that he is not in the place of miasma during the winter solstice, but in the south of the Yangtze River in March in Yangchun.

"Qi Shuai, you're awake."

Lu Neng, who pushed the door in with a bowl of soup and medicine, was startled when he saw Qi Yan sitting up, and then hurriedly put the medicine bowl in his hand on the table to avoid accidentally spilling it out.

"Nengzi, what about Zhengyang and Xiaoer?"

Qi Yan rubbed his dizzy head from lying down for a long time, and asked.Although the injuries on his body were almost healed, it was impossible for a body that was seriously injured to recover in a short time, so at this time Qi Yan's voice was still somewhat weak.

"It's all right."

Lu Neng was still expressionless, but Qi Yan, who knew him very well, could naturally see Lu Neng's relaxation at this time.

"Qi Shuai, I left the medicine, drink it while it's hot, and I'll call Pan Yan over."

Among the three of them, in terms of observation and acumen, Pan Yan was the number one.He knew that Qi Shuai who just woke up must want to understand their situation and situation as soon as possible, and although he seldom spoke these days, the one who understands the environment the most and can best meet Qi Shuai's needs at this time must be Pan. Word.

Qi Yan didn't refute his proposal, but nodded, and watched Lu Neng push the door and go out.

freedom of movement.

He reached for the medicine bowl that Lu Neng put on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

Medication is adequate.

Then he lifted the quilt, walked to the window, opened the half-open window, and looked at the green grass outside.

"Hidden, what do you think?"

"...a land of immortals."

Pan Yan, who was summoned by Lu Neng, did not bother Qi Yan, who was in deep thought, until he asked a question before answering four words.

Whether it was the man who suddenly appeared and brought them here that day, the severe cold outside the valley, or the bamboo building that rose suddenly, they all seemed to indicate this answer.

Entering Mang Mountain with all one's eggs in one basket is not to die completely and survive.In the "Yongqing Dadian" stored in Wensu Pavilion, there is a record about Mangshan, which is vague but meaningful.But Qi Yan and Pan Yan have read this masterpiece, which is rare for others to see.

As we all know, Emperor □ Gao of this dynasty was born in a commoner family, and raised his army to fight against Qiang. After fifteen years, he was able to pacify the world, proclaimed himself emperor in Jiangning, named his country "Yong" and named him Jianwu.

However, when it comes to discussing Mao Zedong's life, many people will find that almost no one knows about his experience before joining the rebel army at the age of 25.Even the soldiers who followed him all the way to fight everywhere, or those confidantes of him later, only occasionally heard him mention a few words that he lost his parents due to famine and plague in his early years, was alone and had nothing to rely on , Scattered in the past, but never knew that from the nameless cowherd at the beginning, to the age of the weak crown, he showed his incomparable talent, and he was proficient in everything, only after a little bit of training in the battlefield. The unparalleled brilliance of Qi Yu, Lord Qi, what happened in the middle.

However, although it was not mentioned in words, it is not that there are no clues at all.

Those few victories of stubbornness, as well as the sudden rain, wind and thunder, and the hasty and messy notes before death, and, decades of never giving up, the exploration of Mount Mang.

For a long time, people thought that being unpredictable was just a description.But it seems that the world has changed overnight, and it seems that it has experienced a long period of breeding. Up to now, people have become accustomed to the entanglement of ghosts and ghosts.The immortal masters of Qingyun Mountain walked in Dayong, saving the people from ghosts and saving the souls of the dead.

This is not without benefits, fear of death.The description of terrifying ghosts is far more awe-inspiring than the illusory retribution.

But it's not without its downsides.The evil of the human heart, sometimes, can even play with ghosts and ghosts in applause.

Since there are ghosts, the existence of fairy gods does not seem to be so shocking.Whether it is Emperor Gao or Gao Zu, behind their thrones, there seems to be some power that does not belong to the world.

Uncle probably knew about the same as he did, but his mother, who had avoided living in Zizeguan since the Jianwang Rebellion, had inadvertently mentioned the celestial guest from Mount Mang when he was young.

Qi Yan thought of the poem he accidentally saw in his mother's study when he was young, and felt sad.

Mang Yuetao hides in the clouds and mist, and does not hear that the fairy feathers are buzzing.

Don't go to Youzhou for thirteen years, and you will not be able to imitate the gods and step too clear.

When he saw it, the pen and ink were still wet, and the handwriting was different from the hairpin lowercase he saw more later, it was more hearty cursive.However, there is an unspeakable desolation in the supposedly insolent font.He didn't understand it at the time, but just memorized the words subconsciously.Then she was keen and never mentioned this matter in front of her mother.

Later, as he got older, he gradually became suspicious of the past.

"Mang Yuetao hides in the clouds and mist, but does not hear the celestial feathers grow in the wind", these two sentences are not difficult to understand, and the fairy trail is hard to find. Throughout the ages, countless people have written such sentences.The only thing that is surprising is that my mother did not use the usual image of Penglai Sea, but specifically pointed to Mangshan Mountain.

"Taiqing" refers to the way of heaven and nature. Although the word "未" is different from the detachment that should be found in seeking the truth, the mother avoids Taoist temples because of the world's affairs, and she is also disheartened. Just right.

However, "Don't go to Youzhou for thirteen years"... He didn't know if he was thinking too much or something else.Since Gao Zu's proclaiming emperor was once related to immortals and gods, it is not surprising that my mother has seen "divine emperors".It's just that this sentence always feels too deliberate, as if hiding some indescribable feelings.

During his immature years, he once hesitated over a question.

Did mother love father?

If he had loved, why was he able to kill his father without hesitation when his grandfather rebelled with King Jian, and took advantage of the fact that Duke Ningguo sent troops outside and the people in the mansion did not react, and took power with his own soldiers to protect Qi? Home Wanshi Foundation.

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The last poem... I tried my best_(:з」∠)_