Moth

Xie Qingyun, who had disappeared for several months, finally returned with her family, and Hengmen, which had closed the door to thank guests for nearly five months, finally welcomed guests again.

After returning to Hengmen, Xie Qingyun, who had been wandering outside for half a year, was very excited. He walked straight to the backyard with small steps, and called out very affectionately: "Master!"

Lu Hanzhang, who was completely idle, didn't know what kind of monster he was doing today. He actually wore a nondescript big thick hat on his head, and sat in front of him with his back facing him. He said: "You are so affectionate, why don't you call your wife?"

Xie Qingyun: "..."

He went around a few steps, and was surprised to find that his boss was digging tirelessly with a hammer in his right hand and a walnut in his left.On his right hand was already piled up a heap of chiseled walnuts, like a small hill, and on his left was a large bag of skinned walnuts, the most puzzling thing was that the pile of walnuts Some clearly have mildew spots!

Xie Qingyun felt distressed, but he said with disgust, "How many months ago..."

This old woman was just halfway through her chirping, when a gust of evil wind suddenly came from nowhere, flipping the funny big hat on Lu Hanzhang's head, and then, her silver-white hair fell down like moonlight. open.

The hair from the root to the end of the hair is completely white without a trace of impurities. Facing the clump of flute-tube bamboos in the courtyard, which has not yet been depressed, there is a faint jade color, shining brightly.

Xie Qingyun was so startled that her eyes widened a lot, and she stammered in disbelief: "Boss, we have only been away from Beijing for seven years, you, your hair..."

Lu Hanzhang sat still, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him lightly: "What a fuss, have you never seen a child with white hair? It's just like me." He lowered his eyes, touched the hat on the side, grabbed it in his hand, and tilted his head. , and made a very cold joke: "...it matches my feathers well, doesn't it? Is there a new level of beauty?"

Xie Qingyun was so anxious that he didn't have the time to joke with him. With a "plop", he knelt down in front of the short table opposite him, propped his elbows on the table, and spit all over the place: "Boss, it's not too late. We'll leave immediately. Kunlun."

Lu Hanzhang shook his head: "It's useless. It's also waiting to die, do you have to pick a place where the birds don't shit?"

Xie Qingyun's mouth filled with words, and those words rushed out one after another, only to have this effect in the end: "...Is it the poison... Could it be that the Wuding Pass will speed up... ...Kunlun...Master, you, us, what the hell..."

Lu Hanzhang picked up a walnut and threw it at Xie Qingyun's eyebrows, roughly putting an end to the unclear words.He silently handed over the hammer, signaled Xie Qingyun to take over the walnut-cutting business with his eyes, and began to destroy the pile of walnut kernels on his right. , How many days can I slow down to death?"

Probably because he really had nothing to do, he started to use those round walnuts on his left to make patterns on the low table, with an extremely focused expression, and said absently, "Forget it, this Wuding Pass will cost me about... probably Ten years of lifespan. Qingyun, after I go down to drink with King Yan, every time you go to visit the grave of the old man on Qingming Festival, just give me a sacrifice at Wuding Pass."

Then he thought of something funny, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, and he started talking nonsense: "By the way, burn me another paper-made Liu Changzhou, I haven't beaten him seriously yet."

Not long after, two large characters spelled out with a few bunches of walnuts appeared on the short table - Shi Nian.

Xie Qingyun ignored his gossip, changed a very cautious tone, and asked: "Boss, why don't we go back to Beijing to find..."

Lu Hanzhang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he glanced over, forcing all Xie Qingyun's remaining words back into his stomach.He didn't know where he learned the little problem, and his white fingertips began to knock on the table in turn, and he said casually: "Hey, you haven't said what happened to my old man's grave?"

Xie Qingyun woke up suddenly, and was distracted in an instant. With an "oh", he said, "As soon as we reached Longmen with our front feet, we caught up with the landslide of Longmen Mountain with our back feet. After a slight shock, it collapsed. The tombs of the master and madam collapsed together. By the way..."

Like a stray dog ​​who hadn't bathed in ten or eight years and was itching to catch lice, he began to rummage around, and finally took out a jade token in the sock on his right foot.He handed it over and said in confusion: "This thing fell out of the master's grave. Oh, there is another painting, so I brought it back." Then he stood up and ran back to the front hall with small steps. .

Lu Hanzhang took the jade piece on a piece of rice paper in distaste. After he saw the row of small characters on it, his fingertips became slightly hot, and he saw a line of characters carved in small seals on the saddle-shaped jade piece—— Chess travels the world.

...So, that's what happened.

He chuckled, and found that his father and Liu Changzhou could almost prove each other. He knew that his father, Lu Fuzhi, was the previous leader of the Guanyu Pavilion, but he didn't know that he had a jade card of chess master; he knew that Liu Changzhou had a chess master of the world. jade token, but did not know that he was the leader of this Guanyu Pavilion.

Liu Changzhou... Is he actually the leader of Guanyu Pavilion?

This discovery miraculously made him feel a little bit more hellish pride, but that sense of pride only floated on the tip of his heart, and then disappeared like a wind blowing away.Afterwards, a strong sense of sadness and loneliness gradually rose from the bottom of my heart—his father... the previous leader of the Guanyu Pavilion died in Ling Chi, so what about this one?

This idea popped up suddenly, causing the corners of his upturned mouth to slowly twitch, and then he froze—proud, or sad?

After a while, Xie Qingyun took the painting back. It was a horizontal ink painting, on which a group of mountain peaks were smudged with very light ink. Those peaks were tall and straight, towering tall and straight into the clouds. On the mountainside, there is an ancient tree that protrudes sideways.

But the painting looked as if it was not finished, as if the painter had only applied a light layer of background color, and hadn't sketched it in detail.There is not even a signature on the painting, only a line of very scrawled words in the upper left corner of the painting——

Those who are not easy to break.

It doesn't seem to be painting landscapes with leisure and leisure, but it is full of warnings and teachings to someone.

Lu Hanzhang clicked on the painting twice, and he understood it instantly.Liu Changzhou was probably his father's only outstanding student during his lifetime, and this painting should be the last lesson he taught him in this world.

Does that person know that Mr. Wushan was the predecessor of Guan Yuge?

There was a sudden muffled thunder in the sky, followed by a strong wind, and there were several very familiar dog barks in the front hall at the right time. You didn't need to distinguish carefully to know that it was Jindou, probably because the dogs in the imperial city barked in a different dialect...

Xie Qingyun was tortured by Jin Dou very badly, he especially didn't like to see it, even hated the house and black, and didn't like to see almost everyone in the yamen.So he said bitterly: "Just now a bunch of scumbags came to the yamen. They said that Liu Changzhou wanted his master to go to a certain hall now. I don't remember it. It's a very strange name."

Lu Hanzhang smiled and said, "Don't go back to the church."

He's going out now not much faster than a lady packing up to meet her lover - Xie Qingyun wanted to paint his black hair and dry him one by one with a heater, so it took half an hour for him to go out.

The sky was cloudy and rainy, Xie Qingyun stuffed him with a bamboo bone umbrella very thoughtfully, and then sent their boss out of the house as if they were sending off each other.

After Chongyang broke up that day, he hadn't seen Liu Changzhou once.

Wudingguan is a period of his few remaining years that became a reality.At this moment, a small emotion called anticipation that even he himself despised rose in his heart, expecting that person to give him the greatest recognition.This emotion made him feel a little impatient on the way to Buguitang, which led to his tattered body withstood the strong wind and arrived at the destination very smoothly.

There is a scene of "mountain rain is about to come and wind is full of buildings" on the stone mountain. Looking around, almost every tree is howling in the strong wind. The sky and the earth are filled to the brim.

Among the fallen leaves flying all over the sky stood a tall and tall man, holding a longbow in his hand, with his back to him, standing on the roof of Buguitang, his thin waist was uncharacteristically bound in his belt , looked extremely slender, with long hair fluttering in the air under the wind from all directions, and the corners of his clothes were curled up, as if he was about to ride away in the wind, but his back was unspeakably tragic and solemn, as if he hadn't changed from the beginning to the end.

Lu Hanzhang's footsteps stopped at the foot of Buguitang's room.

A dense and abrupt sound of arrows piercing the flesh came from the direction of Wudingguan, followed by a sharp sound of metal rubbing against each other - Lu Hanzhang knew this very well, it was the sound of Wudingguan about to start its retreat .

But it is not the first quarter of noon.

At this time, Liu Changzhou, who had his back turned to him, turned around with an unprecedented solemn expression.He looked straight at him without saying a word, without making a single movement, just looking at him simply.

When he himself stood on the roof of Buguitang, what he saw immediately made his hands and feet feel cold.

In the waters on the west side of the Xuanhe Estuary, warships stretching for ten miles were lined up firmly, with a military flag embroidered with a pair of wings on the prow of those warships.Almost every ship has thousands of soldiers holding shields, like iron barrels that protect the exposed parts of the warship, and are heavily guarded against possible opponents.At the bow of each ship stood a fully armed communications officer holding a signal flag, waving his left and right arms to communicate orders.

Looking at the Wuding Pass again, the gatekeepers' corpses were strewn all over the place, with blood flowing all over the place. Several Western Region soldiers were operating the big roller, and the revolving door was almost completely closed.

The West Nian soldiers approached Wuding Pass, but the general Jiangnan soldiers who were supposed to fight against the enemy were nowhere to be seen.

Lu Hanzhang guessed Liu Changzhou's intention all of a sudden - he was asked to be on the scene, forcing him to make a choice between Daqing and Wudingguan. The real scene is obviously more straightforward than the power of words.

In fact, this can no longer be called a choice, but a necessity.

It's like a big gamble between Liu Changzhou and him, the bet is his responsibility as a "husband" to guard the soil.The protagonist in this gamble, Wudingguan, has no right to say whether it wins or loses. It only has two destinations of "continuing to exist" and "dying death", and now that destination is already certain.

Liu Changzhou bet that he would not just watch Xi Nian break through Wuding Pass.

Obviously, he won the bet.

A few gusts of wind mixed with vegetation debris rushed into his throat, and the expectations he had accumulated along the way suddenly withered into debris all over the ground, mercilessly piercing his heart, which caught him off guard He bent down and coughed violently, as if he had seen the fragmentation of a period of time, and the ten years that were completely cut off from the life axis by blood.

Liu Changzhou still stood still like a stone carving, but suddenly said something without beginning or end: "Do you want me to help you?"

These few words made Lu Hanzhang's heart beat fiercely, he took a few deep breaths, and then the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and even the strength to speak was completely drained.

His pale face was flushed because of the series of coughs just now, but his lips lost their color abnormally, and his fingertips even trembled slightly.

After his breathing calmed down, he shook his head blankly and said, "No need."

He took the bow in Liu Changzhou's hand, bent the bow and set an arrow, slowly raised his arm and pointed to Wuding Pass, pursed his lips, pulled the bow to its fullest with all his strength, and then let it go suddenly——

Like a galloping comet, the arrow went straight into a small hole in the center of the fixed door of Wuding Pass.Afterwards, fine and neat lines began to appear on the surface of the fixed door, and those boards that were originally intertwined and intertwined suddenly lost their potential to blend seamlessly with each other. Starting from the very center, it started in a clockwise arc. It spread out round by round, forming a pattern similar to the spiral of a conch on the surface of Wudingguan. In the blink of an eye, those spreading cracks had spread to the outermost circle.

There was a thin sound of falling apart in the wind.

The four support rods firmly fixed on the highest point of Wuding Pass lost anything to cling to in an instant, and began to slide slowly, and then the slight movement gradually increased, and finally there was a "bang" one after another. Poured into the water, splashed Zhang high water.

The entire Wudingguan began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye. The splicing pieces on the closed door of Wudingguan fell one by one, and they plunged into the water under their feet without hesitation.

As Lu Hanzhang himself said, in less than half a cup of tea, the domineering and majestic Wuding Pass, together with the fallen leaves, withered piece by piece in the late autumn wind.

It has existed in the world for less than ten days.

The water accumulated on the west side of Wudingguan suddenly lost its obstruction, and there was only a deafening "crash" sound. Xuanhe suddenly became angry, caught off guard, and galloped downstream with a warship that stretched for ten miles.

The mouth of the Xuanhe River suddenly became a bloody mouth that swallowed ships—one by one warships could not stop at all, and passively smashed down with the accelerated current.

The disintegrated and collapsed wreckage of Wuding Pass is still piled up in the water, colliding violently with the ships that fell down from the Xuanhe Estuary. The deafening sound echoes between the cool cliffs and stone mountains, making people feel like they are in the Pangu reopening. The time of heaven and earth is deafening.

The front half of the entire fleet couldn't help but slide down one after another. The ships behind noticed something unusual, and the herald began to order the anchor to drop.Unaware of the situation, the soldiers on board looked up one after another, and the iron barrel-like defense collapsed in an instant.

At this time, there were about twenty masked men in night clothes suddenly hanging down from the cool cliff. Those masked men swiftly took a few steps on the water, and lightly landed slightly behind the stern of the fleet. On the warship that had time to fall in the future, he stabbed the communications officer with a scimitar in his hand.In the blink of an eye, those people jumped up like birds, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Immediately afterwards, countless bowmen/crossbowmen appeared neatly on the stone mountain, and only a sharp whistle was heard, and thousands of arrows were fired at once, and the densely packed bows and arrows shot towards the river like raindrops, those who were at a loss The Xilian soldiers had nowhere to hide, and there were screams all over the place, and large swaths of blood stained the entire Xuanhe River, and the smell of blood rose to the sky instantly.

The Xuanhe River, which is ten miles away, has almost become a vast ocean of blood, which seems to be full of almost all the resentment and anger in the world and goes all the way east.The back waves push the front waves along this road, and the blood that seems to be full of the universe has not been washed away for a long time. The collisions and slaps of each sound are scratched in the ears, and every sentence is a triumphant battle song.

Then, everything returned to silence, and a big banner was raised on the stone mountain——Daqing.The horn sounded, and the Jiangnan commanders who were ambushing on the stone mountain left their hiding places one after another, and the well-trained troops gathered in the open space in front of the stone mountain to form a huge team.

Lu Hanzhang suddenly realized that this was Liu Changzhou's plan.

The Jiangnan General Soldier who had already ambushed but waited until just now, and himself who was forced to choose to destroy Wudingguan.

The wind suddenly became fierce, and the black clouds above the head seemed to block all the light between the sky and the earth. The stone mountain was dark, like midnight without stars and moons.

A heavy rain poured down, and for a while, Jiangmei was full of wind and rain.

Liu Changzhou knew in his heart that this battle would undoubtedly be won, but his palms were still sweating.

The embarrassment of "destroying Wuding Pass" finally made him choose this way to achieve his goal without using words.The guilt in his heart was endless, and he didn't know how to face Lu Hanzhang, so he could only remain expressionless from the beginning.In fact, during the whole process, he kept pricking up his ears to listen to the movement behind him, but apart from the coughing just now, the person behind him made no other sounds.

He mustered up all his courage, turned around slowly, and when he saw the person who didn't know how to face him, he was shocked all over and took a deep breath.

That man's black hair faded little by little in the heavy rain, and the ink that came off soaked his white clothes indiscriminately, dyeing the plain white clothes like black ink, and it was only a blink of an eye. , the long hair that swayed to the ankles seemed to have been stolen by someone, and it was completely changed, and it was tightly wrapped around her body in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Afterwards, the single clothes that were dyed black gradually returned to their original color under the heavy rain, and the black color followed the water flow and formed on the roof of Buguitang, then slid to the ground powerlessly.

Liu Changzhou instantly thought of the smell of ink that appeared on the tip of his nose several times!

But the expression on the man's face was still... none of his business.

Lu Hanzhang was drenched all over, only to remember that there was an umbrella under his feet.

He bent down, propped up the umbrella in vain to cover his head, wiped his face with the other hand, and a mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth without warning.He turned his head and sucked the blood, took a breath, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face: "Master Liu is a good trick."

The original plain white umbrella was opened for the first time, and more than a dozen budding white plums were gathered in the heavy rain, and the tip of the nose seemed to still faintly linger with the plum fragrance.

Liu Changzhou was still stunned by the shock of the person in front of him, he said incoherently: "You, your hair..."

As if Lu Hanzhang didn't hear, he turned and walked back without saying a word, but his arm was tightly held by a cold and slender hand.A fire suddenly rose in his heart, and he flung that hand away violently, but suddenly he couldn't stand upright because of his loss of balance, and was about to fall down, and Liu Changzhou turned over and took him off the roof.

After standing still, he took a few steps back under the umbrella, raised his head, and said very calmly: "There will be no date."

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The sad reminder of Wudingguan can't survive two chapters in the article~