[Rat and cat derivative Gu Zhuo] The old moon is wrong

Now Zhu Meng understood that it was just a smoke screen.In some people's minds, being able to grasp the brilliance of this moment is enough for eternity.If it is said that life is like a reverse journey, then what is the difference between "a moment" and "eternity" in this long and unchanging world?So one of them would rather die for one person, without complaint.

The only question is: who was really sacrificed?Who is really satisfied?Zhu Meng is not only unable to figure out this problem, but the current situation does not allow him to think about these things anymore.

He heard Sima Chaoqun saying to Brother Gongsun: "Actually, I already knew that the two of you would come. Many years ago, the two of you wanted to expel me from the Escort Bureau, but you were never sure. Naturally, you two won't do it, so you waited until today. But I really can't imagine how you two would come so soon."

"You should expect it." Gongsun Baojian said, "I have been waiting for an opportunity like today for a long time."

Sima said: "How do you know that the opportunity has come?"

"Of course I know."

"When did you know?" Sima Chaoqun said, "I know that there are many good horses in your stable, but even if you can travel thousands of miles a day, it will take you four or five days to get here at the earliest. Don't tell me you are in five Days ago, you were sure that what happened yesterday would happen? Could it be that you were sure five days ago that I would turn against Zhuo Donglai and draw swords against each other?"

"Have you ever thought that maybe I also have undercover people in the Escort?"

"I thought about it, but that didn't help either."

"Why didn't it work?"

"Because five days ago, I didn't even think that there would be today. How could others know?"

"Where's Zhuo Donglai?"

"He didn't think of it." Sima's voice was already sentimental: "Until I drew the sword, he didn't believe that I would really draw the sword. Even if he thought of it then, he wouldn't tell you. I have been with him dozens of times. Even though our friendship has been ruined in an instant, there is still no one in this world who understands him better than me. Even if he wants to betray me, he won't betray me."

"why?"

"Because you are not worthy," Sima Chaoqun said flatly, "In Zhuo Donglai's eyes, your two brothers are worth nothing together. So, I really can't figure out how you can make it to Dali today, unless you really have the kind The skill of the prophet."

Gongsun Qier suddenly sighed, "Although I don't have the ability to predict the future, I have already thought of it now."

Gongsun Baojian immediately asked his brother, "Have you thought of it? What have you thought of?"

"It suddenly occurred to me that you should, like me, walk around in the rivers and lakes more often."

"why?"

Gongsun Qier said: "He just wants us to spend more time with him to chat and talk. Because his courage has been lost, he has been discouraged, and his strength has been exhausted. He just uses the time when we talk with him to recover and recover. Wait for us to talk to him." When he makes a move, he might be able to parry for a while. He won’t die until he sees the Yellow River, he won’t shed tears when he sees the coffin, and our little Sima will never give up until his head is really chopped off.”

Sima Chaoqun suddenly laughed, Zhu Meng also laughed, and they both laughed at the same time.

"You're right, you're right." Zhu Meng laughed and waved to the beggar: "Come on, come here quickly, the sooner the better."

Gongsun Qier said puzzledly, "You want me to go there?"

"Because Mr. Zhu has already taken a fancy to you, a cunning little bastard, and really wants to give you my head, just to see if you have the ability to take it away."

Sima Chaoqun laughed and patted Zhu Meng's shoulder: "Okay. I'll give you this little bastard, and I'll give you the older bastard."

"Okay! Let's do it like this." Zhu Meng's laughter was full of pride: "If the two of us can't deal with these two little bastards, then we might as well go buy a piece of tofu and beat them to death." The two stood side by side And stood, laughing loudly, what is "life" and what is "death", they all rolled aside with laughter.

Brother Gongsun's face has not changed, some people's face will never change, there will never be any new expression on their face.Their brother is this kind of person, but Gongsun Qier sighed again, and asked his brother with a sigh: "Did you hear what that man said? Who is that man?"

"It seems to be Zhu Meng from the Hall of Lions."

"No way, it can't be Zhu Meng. Zhu Meng from the Lion Hall is a hero with clear grievances, and he has always been sworn enemies with Xiao Sima from the Great Escort Bureau. How could the two of them suddenly become so dressed? Is there a pair of pants?"

Zhu Meng suddenly grabbed Sima Chaoqun's arm, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you heard what the beggar said?"

"I can hear you very well."

"Although the beggar's words always have a bit of a beggar's air, they have clearly explained the situation you and I are in today. You and I have been sworn enemies for a lifetime. Who would have thought that today we would become friends who live and die together."

"We're already friends?"

Zhu Meng said loudly: "From today onwards, you and I might as well write off the past enmity."

Sima laughed loudly: "Okay, great."

"You and I are friends for a day, and for a lifetime. As long as I, Zhu Meng, don't die, if I break this agreement, both humans and gods will die."

Sima Chaoqun felt a rush of blood in his chest: "Don't worry, we won't die."

This hot blood is like a flame, which ignites their pride again, and even the last bit of potential in their lives has been ignited and burned.Because they already know that they are not alone in this world.Because they still have at least one friend, a friend who will live and die together and will never change.So far in life, there is no regret in death.The two of them shook each other's hands vigorously, and felt that the hot blood was rushing out of their chests with a magical force, and even their faces were glowing with brilliance.Zhu Meng and Sima turned around at the same time, back to back.

"Come on." Sima Chaoqun sternly said, "No matter how many of you there are, come together."

The sun has set on the western mountain, and the hero has come to an end. The Gongsun brothers have already regarded them as fish in the cauldron and meat on the anvil.But now the two brothers took two steps back at the same time.Only now do they know that even though a hero has come to an end, he is still a hero and cannot be insulted.

The sky and the earth were suddenly filled with murderous intent, and even the lights became pale and tragic, shining on the pale faces of Sima and Zhu Meng, and also illuminating Gongsun Baojian's hand holding the sword.The sword in Gongsun Baojian's palm is still not out of its sheath, and has been nailed to the ground by a sword.This sword did not fly from the sky suddenly, it was pierced by a person.It's just that the person and the sword came too fast, as if the person and the sword had become one.

He is the former unknown swordsman Gao Jianfei.Xiao Gao pulled out his sword, there was not a trace of blood on the long sword like autumn water, only a little tear stain.This person is like Sima Chaoqun when he was a teenager, with a mighty spirit and a handsome demeanor; his bright eyes are full of confidence.

Gongsun Qi'er looked at this man and this sword in surprise, although the long stick in his palm was ready to stab, he no longer had the courage to stab it.Gongsun Qier suddenly shouted: "Where are you people? Are you all dead? Why don't you come here?"

Outside the light and shadow, a person said in a very gentle voice: "You are right this time, all your people are indeed dead, and the lantern bearers have been replaced by my people." Diaoqiu, with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran came over from the darkness: his walking posture was serene and elegant.

Gongsun Qier's expression changed: "Zhuo Donglai, it's you."

"It's me, of course it's me." Zhuo Donglai said leisurely: "Only I will deal with you the same way you deal with others, how Zhu Meng's subordinates died, and your subordinates also died; how do you kill people? I'll kill you anyway. You should also know that I've always done things fairly."

Gongsun Qi'er suddenly slid forward, stabbing Zhuo Donglai's eyebrows with a long stick in the style of a phoenix.When the long stick stabbed forward, the stick was out of his hand, and his person had turned backwards, turned over with a kite in the air, and he was already out of the light and shadow, and he was about to sink into the darkness and be invisible.When he turned and jumped, he saw a dazzling sword light flying up like a rainbow, and suddenly it was in front of him. Sen Han's sword light pierced him so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.Until his body fell to the ground like a stone, he was still looking at the hilt, as if he didn't understand why there was such a hilt suddenly on his chest.But he already knew where the edge of the sword was.The blade had sunk into his chest.

Xiao Gao drew out his sword, and still stood by Zhuo Donglai's side without saying a word; just like Zhuo Donglai stood by Sima's side back then.

Sima suddenly smiled, with an indescribable sarcasm in his smile: "Mr. Zhuo Da, thank you for your hard work. Unexpectedly, a bad fight between two gangsters actually alarmed Mr. Zhuo Da; it really surprised Sima Uneasy."

"The boss is joking. The subordinates have followed the boss for so many years, but they don't know that the boss is always such a funny person." The voice is still respectful and polite. As long as there is a third person present, Zhuo Donglai will let the people present feel Sima is such a respectable person.

Sima said: "Boss? It turns out that the head of the Escort Bureau has also come. Why doesn't Mr. Zhuo recommend to old friends?"

Zhuo Donglai's smile gradually faded: "There is only one head of the Escort Bureau, and only the unparalleled heroes in the world are worthy of this seat."

"Oh? But there are only two of the most bastards in the world. Where is the big hero you mentioned?"

"He is you, and you are Sima Chaoqun, the great hero admired by everyone in the world."

Sima laughed loudly, his laughter was as hoarse as cracking silk; Zhuo Donglai's face was expressionless.

Zhu Meng also looked at these two good brothers in the past, and thought of a question that he hadn't thought about for a long time - why did Zhuo Donglai make Sima an idol of heroes in the world?

Zhu Meng heard Sima say to Zhuo Dong: "You don't enjoy fragrant flowers and wine in the big bodyguard bureau, but you ran to the wilderness and killed so many people just to tell me that Sima Chaoqun is a great hero?"

"Yes."

"Why do you do such a thing? Are you a madman?"

"No, I'm not a lunatic. I'm here to tell you this to remind you not to forget your responsibilities. "

Sima sneered: "Responsibility? It turns out that I still have a little responsibility in the Escort Bureau. I thought you had already taken all the responsibilities."

"Everyone has their own responsibilities. The mediocre has the responsibilities of the mediocre, and the hero has the responsibilities of the hero; as long as you are alive, you cannot shirk it."

"Then what is my responsibility?"

Zhuo Donglai was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "Boss, do you know how many people belong to the Escort Bureau?"

Sima was stunned, he really didn't know.Because no one would ever tell Zhuo Donglai what Sima didn't need to know.Sima asked, "How many people?"

"Three thousand nine hundred and fifty eight people."

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