Rudong lunatic

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At that time, if I accidentally planted on Santuchuan, you may not be able to catch me anymore.

But I also really want to see your virtue of yelling and cursing again, and your flushed face after being provoked by my few words.

*****

20 years later.

A white-haired old man walked down an unnamed path in the mountains.

Crazy, smiling all the way to the restaurant begging for drinks.

Fortunately, Qitian's empire is still stable, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Seeing this kind of madman, if he is in a good mood, he will really give him a few ounces of sake.

The old man started from the south and went to the northern part of the city first as he did many years ago.

Then I planned to walk to Dongcheng to visit my friend for the last time.

In the future... I am afraid that time is running out.

Fortunately, it is still the name of the country of Qitian, and it is still the world of the Su family.

This proves that the world is stable and the people are still worry-free.

This crazy journey finally came to Saibei. After walking in the strong wind and sand for a long time, I saw many magnificent restaurants, but I just didn't see the familiar small silk flag with the word "Mo".

In the end, he had no choice but to enter a restaurant, and was almost kicked out by the waiter.

Fortunately, he left after hearing that he was asking about something, and he didn't lick his face to sell wine, so the little girl patiently waited for him to ask.

"Mo Choufeng? Mo's Restaurant? But I've never heard of it."

"Never heard of it?"

The old man didn't finish, he grabbed the little girl's arm, "You, how could you never have heard of it, their Mo family..."

The cashier in the store is getting old, but at this moment he raised his head slightly when he heard the words, and said slowly, "The Mo family you mentioned, it didn't exist more than 20 years ago."

"Not here?"

"Is that the "Mo Shenji" Mo family who lived in seclusion? More than 20 years ago, the Saha Sect came back and took away the young and old of their Mo family, in order to seize the map of the treacherous array and destroy Qitian."

"The Mo shopkeeper you mentioned, for the sake of their Mo family, he went back to save people."

The old man took a sip of the cold tea at the table, "It's just that the other party is so good at divination, it's quite mysterious. He came prepared again. Shopkeeper Mo is outnumbered and can't beat him."

"died?"

The old man asked back in disbelief.

Only then did someone at the next table remember it, and let out a sharp sound, as if recalling some terrifying scene, "It's the shopkeeper Mo who was dead and his whole body was like a knife chopping meat back then? But I remembered... All of their Mo family died in terrible conditions. It is said that the head of the Saha sect took them to the battle and died in the battle he had designed."

"Is that so? How did I hear that they were tortured to death because they swore to the death and refused to hand over the ancestral lineage of the Mo family, not wanting to help the evildoers and let them harm Qitian? Didn't they also get chased by the court for their loyalty? "

……

The people around immediately expanded countless versions because of this remark.

Even more good-for-nothings talk about——

"The way to die is just like thinking about the crown prince back then..." At this point, he hurriedly lowered his voice. After all, even if Su Rusheng died, the world is still the Su family's world, and the country's surname is the leader, so they still have to avoid it. "The way of death is exactly the same... It's so miserable... It's just that the master of the Saha Sect added some vicious curse to it. In short, that Chu... is worse than Shopkeeper Mo."

"Hey, that Saha Sect really did something bad! It deserves to be surrounded and suppressed by Mr. Sly and Mr. Gu in the end with such harsh methods..."

"Speaking of which, that 'Crafting Young Master' hasn't appeared in this world for many years, and I don't know if he's doing well now..."

Afterwards, each of them admired the hero in their hearts again, and it was so convincing that there was no Sanqing Miaoyin at all.

But what about him?

What about him?

What about Cheng Xu?

"Speaking of which, the person who followed that so-and-so was lucky. He actually took the same route as the state funeral, and was merged into the tomb of their Su family... Tsk tsk, our monarch really understands righteousness... "

The crazy old man who spoke in one sentence was shocked in place, unable to recover for a long time.

After Cheng Xu didn't go with him in the Battle of Saibei, Su Rusheng came to look for him again.

"I knew that Cheng Xu wouldn't have the heart to kill you back then. He was always so soft-hearted."

"You asked Mo Choufeng to come to me that day to take something you forgot. I know that Cheng Xu also left something with you."

"I'm not in a hurry to ask you. You don't have to be nervous. I don't care about snatching this thing. If he can throw away the piano one day, I should be happy."

"Forget it... The main purpose of this trip is to find you. He hid you in the Drum Tower, but he returned the news of death to me. Now, I only think his words are correct. Chasura is dead Now, who is Wen Guangshan? It's not worthy for me to inquire about gossip.

However, if you really want to live a good life, it is best not to step out of the Gusha Tower again. "

"It's not that I care about your head, I'm still afraid of dirty swords. I just know that your appearance in front of Cheng Xu will cause him sad memories."

"I, Su Rusheng, how can I show such a lonely expression."

——Recalling the past.

The prodigal Mo Choufeng once said drunkenly to himself, "Why do you think my surname is Mo? I am from the Mo family in Saibei."

"So what?"

"I used to fall in love with a Yaomang girl, but she refused to marry me. Guess why?"

"It's not because of your last name, is it?"

Wen Guangshan laughed out loud in disbelief, this group of people are too superstitious...

"More than that, she said, she said that our Mo family, the Saibei Mo family...has been approved in the horoscope, 'Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty'."

After a pause, the man stood unsteadily in the wind and sand, raised his head and imitated Wen Guangshan's bold and unrestrained manner, and drank the jar of wine.

"It's a crime to be pregnant."

……

In the windy and sandy place outside the Great Wall, a desolate old man walking alone, slowly took out a carefully wrapped letter from his arms.

There is no writing on it, only a piece of silver thread.

At first glance, I thought it was some kind of silver hair, but when I looked closely, I found that the two sections were sharpened, with faint green blooms, and it was clearly some kind of strings.

He originally wanted to return this thing to Cheng Xu.

Because my time is running out...

Although eating fast and reciting Buddha's name every day, it is useless to worry about the affairs of the world, and I am happy and leisurely, but this life will eventually come to an end.

And... after all these years, he must be able to let go of the past.

I wanted to return things to their original owners, so I begged for a cup of old man's dirty wine along the way, so I could be satisfied when I was on the road.

However, unexpectedly, there is only myself left now...

Back then, when I was young, I didn't know what it was like to be sad, but I was born with a chivalrous aura.

I asked Cheng Xu why he refused to travel with him to help the common people. He didn't agree with each other in a few words, and he was drunk with wine.

Later, when the wine was full, he danced the knife lightly, opened and closed a little carelessly, the blade cut the strings of his piano, and the string broke and cut his hand...

Three fingers of his right hand were abolished.

Although it is still there, it can no longer be bent.

I have visited all the famous doctors in the world, but I have never been able to get a cure.

What's more, the fledgling kid at that time didn't have the favor of any famous doctor.

It is rumored in the world that He Wuji, the ghost doctor, is another god-man who can't see the end of the dragon.

Even if he yelled out his throat, he never saw one.

At that time, that helpless young man was also extremely angry, like in the battle with She He, when he picked up the piano and swung himself fiercely, he also silently let him beat him, not daring to fight back.

Because, because Wen Guangshan really didn't know——

Was the intention to go astray when he was drunk at the beginning, whether he was sincere or not.

Because this piano is his only ability to eat, if he can't play the piano, he can only follow himself.

No matter traveling the world or crossing rivers and mountains, he can only follow himself.

But seeing that person's calm and unwavering face later, Wen Guangshan suddenly couldn't bear it anymore.

Maybe... maybe the road is different.

So Wen Guangshan thought again, the kid from the Mo family owed him his life, if he asked him for three books of ingenuity, he might not be so stingy that he wouldn't give it to him.

——Shen Ji Mo's family, there are five skills, and all formations are incomprehensible.

But for anything belonging to the Mo family, a book of ingenuity can level half of the world.

You can know Mo Shenji's ability by seeing what the Sahamen does...

Fortunately, the Mo family has always been born a lot, and they don't like to ask about world affairs.That's why the rivers and lakes can be so peaceful.

That's why Cheng Xu only used the piano as a hidden weapon later.

Everyone laughed at him—

"The 'Sanqing Miaoyin' is nothing more than a false name."

Those who do good things add oil and vinegar——

"Perhaps on the bed of a certain prince, the title of this "unique" person is not in vain."

He himself laughed at himself——

"The subordinate holding the piano is just for arty."

The words are clear and crisp, with a lingering sound, and it is really a good voice that makes people drunk.

……

"Actually, your 'Sanqing Wonderful Voice'...is not a name for nothing."

"I misunderstood you."

The old man scattered the strings in the wind and sand.

He covered his face several times, crying uncontrollably.

--end.

Antiquities, finished in [-], on the night of April [-]st.

[It counts as an April Fool’s Day gift, happy April Fool’s Day, my dears=3=][Hey, wait, who cares about such a gift! 】