Chapter 227: Let’s share the eternal sorrow with you
Gu Zhuo thought that your innocent face was too fake.
How could Yu Sheng feel guilty about this? He smiled and said: "Get ready first."
Gu Zhuo glanced at her, but finally said nothing.
The gravekeeper saw this scene in his eyes, and the expression on his face did not change at all. He didn't know whether he didn't care or for some other reason. He was as indifferent as a dead person.
Gu Zhuo said politely: "It's troublesome."
Hearing these three words, the gravekeeper nodded slightly, stood up and walked out from under the snow pavilion next to the grave.
As he left, the originally dirty ground under the snow pavilion became clean in the blink of an eye, like winter snow meeting the spring sun, without any trace of dirt left.
Complex formations are engraved on the empty ground, and the dim light of the setting sun shines through them, filling the thin lines like flowing water, exuding a warm and late atmosphere, which makes it easy for people to recall the past. There were old times.
The design of this formation is not complicated, and its purpose is very simple. It is what the tombkeeper said before - to evoke the moments that practitioners in the formation are least willing to recall and face the past.
The gravekeepers left the pavilion not only to judge success or failure, but also to avoid stepping into the memory of the person being tested and leaving a gap in their mind.
Taking advantage of the last rays of the setting sun, Gu Zhuo quietly observed the formation for half a quarter of an hour before walking towards the pavilion.
At the same time, Yu Sheng looked at the gravekeeper.
The gravekeeper did not shake his head.
The next moment, Yu Sheng followed Gu Zhuo and stepped into the formation almost at the same time.
The two of them stepped into the formation, and the light bursting out from the lines on the ground suddenly became bright and dazzling.
The gravekeeper frowned and vaguely felt that the formation had changed. However, when his consciousness fell on it, he could not find any difference, so he did not do anything more and waited quietly.
According to the past, the time was about half an hour.
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The sound of the waves comes in waves, soothing and melodious, like a melody.
The never-ending wind brings the fishy smell of dead fish mixed with the slightly salty smell into the nose, making it impossible for people to feel refreshed. The broken wood that is occasionally carried to the beach with the waves makes people feel desolate.
The most unbearable thing is that from time to time there are flocks of birds passing by, dropping a smelly rain here.
Standing on the beach was a young man wearing an old monk's robe.
That was the Taoist master when he was young.
He bent down, carefully picked up a shell from the sand with two fingers, looked at it very carefully for a long time, and then came to a general conclusion.
"You can't eat this thing even if it's washed, right?"
"Today has nothing to do with treating guests to dinner."
A cold and sandy voice sounded indifferently, and it was impossible to tell that it came from the mouth of a girl who had just run away from home.
She slowly approached the young Taoist priest squatting on the beach and said calmly: "My name is Bai Nanming."
The Taoist Master also said his name, and then asked curiously: "Why did you choose such a place?"
"Because you are actually a nice person."
Bai Nanming stood with his hands behind his back, with the air of a master, and said condescendingly: "I admire you very much, but I feel there is no need to make this battle known to the world. The victory or defeat is only between you and me."
The implication is very clear.
——You will be defeated in my hands.
The Taoist Master raised his head, looked at the girl's ordinary face that could not be seen at all, suddenly realized and said: "Then I thank you in advance."
At this point, the waves were inexplicably still in the air, like something in a painting.
Far away from this pair of young men and women, there is another pair of men and women standing. From the appearance, the latter two are no different from the first two. They are obviously the same age. However, if you look deep into the eyes, you can know that this It's just an illusion.
Standing in the distance are naturally Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng.
"Don't you think it's a little childish?"
Yu Sheng said expressionlessly: "Temporary manipulation of the battle method is just to bring out this old thing."
Gu Zhuo smiled and said: "Isn't this formation just for recalling the past?"
After Yu Sheng was silent for a moment, he said softly: "That's fine."
Gu Zhuo turned his head, glanced at her profile, and said curiously: "What do you think your master was thinking at that time?"
Yu Sheng really didn't want to talk.
Just thinking that this could not solve the problem, she did not remain silent after all. She smiled and said: "I think your senior sister is a very proud and generous person."
Gu Zhuo looked over there.
The sea breeze was brisk, and the thin purple skirt clung to the girl's body, outlining the graceful and beautiful alluring curves, which beautifully contrasted with the bright spring sun.
If you look up from the position of the young Taoist master, what you will see will be a noble and awe-inspiring purple, covering the sky and the sun.
How can this not be grand and proud?
"Does it look good?"
Yu Sheng's voice was as indifferent as water.
Gu Zhuo said honestly: "I actually thought it looked very good back then, but I just didn't dare to say it."
Yu Sheng took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said with a half-smile, "Why do you dare to say it now?"
Gu Zhuo thought for a while and said more honestly: "The main thing is that now you can see clearly that your master walked over by himself. You can't blame me for this at all. The truth is definitely on my side."
Yu Sheng was speechless.
"There is one more thing that I still can't figure out."
"What's the matter?"
"Why on earth would you choose such a place where birds like to poop to fight."
"...At that time, someone told your senior sister that there can be few people in a place where birds don't poop. If you want to be quiet, you have to find a place where birds like to poop."
"This...she believes it?"
"You have to admit that this logic sounds reasonable. There is no reason for ordinary people to go to such a place."
"So she believed it?"
"What happens if you believe it?"
"Nothing, I'm just curious about how long it took your master to find this place."
"Probably...seven or eight days."
Gu Zhuo stopped talking.
He was afraid that if he said more than half a sentence, he would burst out laughing.
Yu Sheng didn't even look at him.
After a while, the wind picked up again.
It was on this beach that the young Taoist Master and the future God of War faced the first truly difficult battle in each other's lives.
The two began to evaluate each other.
"Uncle Master, why do I feel that this style does not look like Taoism?"
"Nephew, why did your master roll up that piece of yellow sand? Didn't she see that the bird poop is still fresh?"
"It's okay to throw away the gun and punch, why do you have to punch someone in the face?"
"Maybe it's because he's so good-looking?"
"Your master does look ordinary at this time."
"Is that why Baiyun Sanshou went to that place?"
The voices of Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng were both calm, because they did not want to show unnecessary emotions, so they sounded neutral, objective and rational.
At a certain moment, the fight between the boys and girls on the beach reached the climax of their fight above the waves.
If no accident occurs, the young Taoist master and the future human martial god will decide the winner in the next move, but at this time, the picture in the memory becomes still again, stagnant.
It's not that Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng have no interest in winning or losing, but they know what will happen next.
The three assassins from Wuyou Mountain started at the same time and emerged from the shoal hidden by the waves through the sand and water, directly interrupting the fight and almost causing the two of them to die on the spot.
"I still think Master will win."
Yu Sheng said.
Gu Zhuo smiled and said: "Then I have only one answer."
Yu Sheng thought for a while and asked: "If it hadn't been for this assassination, would there have been what happened next?"
Gu Zhuo's smile gradually faded. He thought seriously for a while, shook his head and said, "It must be difficult."
Yu Sheng thought that it seemed like this.
After this assassination, Bai Nanming blamed himself very much, thinking that he was responsible for choosing such a battlefield.
However, the Taoist master felt that Wuyou Mountain was coming for him, because before this battle, he had offended a certain thousand-year-old family at a grand event, which could be said to have resulted in a blood feud. The other party had sufficient reasons to He takes action.
No one told anyone what was in their heart, they all blamed themselves silently.
Looking back at the past, it seems a bit childish and unfinished at the moment.
Yu Sheng gently waved his sleeves and said goodbye to the sky of the past.
Gu Zhuo didn't stop him and allowed the world in front of him to be shattered, leaving a darkness behind.
The formation rotated again, and a new skylight fell, reflecting into the eyes of the two people.
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When the night is dark, the sound of rain fills the lake.
More than a hundred years ago, the Qi State was isolated in one place. Due to the weakening of its national power, it experienced peace and prosperity, and its people's customs became softer over time.
Therefore, there are many places for fireworks in the capital, the most famous of which is the Painted Boat on Yuedao Lake.
After the young Taoist master and Bai Nanming survived the hands of the three assassins, they were seriously injured and were chased by people behind them.
The two of them thought over and over for safety, and finally came to the conclusion that they had to go to an unusual place to avoid being noticed.
To be precise, it is a place that does not suit their status.
The place they finally chose was the brothel.
In the eyes of the two people at the time, no matter how experienced the assassins of Wuyou Mountain were, they would never have imagined this possibility.
It was said to be a brothel, but how could Taoist Master and Bai Nanming really go to those places that were too naked? They had no worries about money and walked to the most elegant place in the city as a matter of course.
Then, problems arise.
The girl in charge of welcoming guests looked at the two of them with a smile and said something softly.
——It probably means that tonight is an elegant banquet, and the people present are all famous and talented people. Are the two young gentlemen knowledgeable?
Gu Zhuo stood in the distance, looking at this scene, his face gradually became ugly.
Because his memory is not bad yet, he can still remember what kind of story is about to happen tonight.
Yu Sheng looked at him and said: "I have many academic questions later that I would like to ask you, Uncle Master."
Gu Zhuo had a bad premonition and asked tentatively: "What do you want to ask for advice on?"
Yu Sheng smiled and said: "It's mainly poetry."
After Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment, he said with a sincere expression: "Poetry is just a side detail, and practice is the road to heaven. I don't think you need to focus on this."
"Really?"
Yu Sheng said with a sweet smile: "But I feel that a hundred years ago, he suddenly appeared and left countless quatrains in a short night. This was the only time that the world was obsessed with him and was called the Immortal of Poetry by later generations of literati. Appearance, you really shouldn’t miss this, right?”
Gu Zhuo didn't want to speak.
This is one of the past moments in someone’s life that they least want to look back on, or it can be said to be the beginning of everything.
But now the decision-making power is no longer in that person's hands.
Yu Sheng was smiling.
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Facing the Zhike girl's request, Bai Nanming remained silent for a long time.
Then she asked: "Isn't the knowledge of spiritual practice considered knowledge?"
The girl Zhike smiled but said nothing, her meaning was very clear.
Bai Nanming was a little embarrassed and annoyed, thinking why can't this be forgotten? !
At this moment, the young Taoist master took a step forward and handed out three golden leaves without leaving any trace.
The rainy night is dark and no one can see.
Miss Zhike’s eyes instantly brightened and she praised: “This young master is really extraordinary!”
Bai Nanming was shocked and thought, is this okay?
The young Taoist master guessed what she was thinking and said casually: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book."
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl Zhike, who was about to take the two of them onto the boat, was slightly startled, thinking to herself, why hadn't she heard this sentence before?
Then she was very glad that she had not heard this sentence before, otherwise there would be no reason to collect money.
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There was no noise in the boat, and the sound of silk and bamboo was pleasant to my ears.
Layers of gauze drooped down in the middle of the venue, hiding the eyes of everyone looking forward, and the sound of the piano and flute came from it.
Not only that, there are also graceful women dancing among them. The dance is not enchanting, but is looming but eye-catching.
A moment later, there was a noise that broke the tranquility - the Zhike girl was discovered by the guests to have been bribed, and the finger was finally pointed at the young Taoist master and Bai Nanming. Seeing that many guests were dissatisfied, the host had no choice but to ask the two of them to get up and leave.
Bai Nanming was not angry at first, because it was indeed them who broke the rules here.
But when she listened to the scornful and mocking sounds that reached her ears, she still couldn't help but look indifferent, because she was the one who suggested going to a brothel in the first place, but it was two people who were humiliated.
——Of course, she didn’t know until later that the person next to her was also interested in it, and the decision hit it off right away.
Anyway.
At that time, the young man sitting next to Bai Nanming stood up and held up a sky for her.
"At that time, I was young, my clothes were thin, I was riding a horse and leaning on a leaning bridge, and the buildings were full of red sleeves... This sentence is really well written."
Yu Sheng softly recited the words spoken by the young Taoist master at the scene, turned his head and looked at Gu Zhuo, and said: "So Master, she was very curious later, but she couldn't help but ask, do you have such a romantic relationship?" Experience.”
Gu Zhuo looked extremely serious and said seriously: "There must be no such thing."
Yu Sheng smiled and said: "Master thought so too, so she was very curious about how this word was written."
Gu Zhuo knew he was in trouble when he saw her smile.
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At this moment, the young Taoist master chanted another poem amidst everyone's surprise.
"The clouds are like my clothes, and the flowers are like my face... If I hadn't seen you on the top of a jade mountain, I would have met you under the moon on Yaotai."
Before the poem finished, the oiran girl sitting in the center of the room could no longer maintain her composure.
She stood up subconsciously, completely ignoring the Guqin falling to the ground, her eyes so hot that they were almost crazy.
If she could let the person writing this poem be herself, what regrets would she have in this life? !
However, before she could speak, the young man in the room blurted out another quatrain.
"...Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven."
At this point in the chant, the young Taoist master stood up, held a cup and put the wine into his throat.
Amid countless gazes and shock, he still refused to give up.
"The white jade capital in the sky, the five cities on the 12th floor, the immortal touches my head, I bind my hair and receive immortality..."
"...The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate is as long as a long one... Where can I get the autumn frost?"
"Raise a glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadow."
There was dead silence in the boat.
Everyone was looking at the young man who was drinking, including Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng who were standing in the corner.
In fact, Gu Zhuo didn't look.
From the moment the young Taoist master stood up, he had already lowered his head slightly, his eyes were half closed, and he had the urge to kill.
He didn't want to hear any sound, but Yu Sheng was talking to him, with admiration in his voice.
"These sentences are really well written."
"He is worthy of being praised by the world, and he is the poet immortal who can dominate the entire Qin Dynasty."
"You see, Master was stunned when she heard this."
Yu Sheng smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Gu Zhuo, his expression seemed surprised, and he asked in confusion: "Uncle, why do you look uncomfortable?"
After Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment, he forced a forced smile on his face and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I'm fine."
Yu Sheng blinked, took his hand and squeezed it very naturally, and said: "But uncle, why do you feel a little stiff in your body?"
Gu Zhuo had no time to deny it.
I don't know when it was, but the young Taoist master had already reached the center, roaring loudly.
"Here comes the wine!"
Then, he picked up the wine handed to him and drank it.
Drinks were spilled freely and wet the clothes.
The meaning is very calm and bold.
"The ancients will never be seen before, and the newcomers will never be seen after."
"Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I burst into tears!"
"That's why!"
"Don't you see the mirror in the high hall is sad and white-haired, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow... I will have to drink three hundred cups at a time..."
"...Please listen to me!"
"In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names..."
The whole hall was silent.
The guests in the audience couldn't help themselves.
In that corner.
Yu Sheng was slapping her palms lightly and sighing repeatedly: "It's so amazing~"
Gu Zhuo lowered his head and remained silent.
The young Taoist master standing in the middle put down the flask, poured himself a final glass of wine, turned to look at Bai Nanming among countless sights, smiled and softly read the last line of the poem tonight.
"I will sell all my sorrows together with you."
then.
The young man drank all the wine in his glass as a token of respect.
Seeing his smile, Bai Nanming stood up nervously and drank his first glass of wine seriously.
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"Uncle Master, what are you thinking about?"
"I didn't think about anything."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Yu Sheng sighed and said regretfully: "I thought, uncle, you should have thousands of emotions when you witnessed this eternal romance with your own eyes."
After Gu Zhuo was quiet for a moment, he said: "If you have to ask me what I have in mind, there is only one."
Yu Sheng asked curiously: "What is it?"
Gu Zhuo was very honest, looked at her and said: "I want to die."
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The space is not broken, and the world is not flowing backwards.
Bai Nanming and the young Taoist master left the painting boat and walked side by side in the ancient alley in the rain, silent to each other.
The latter is reminiscing about the past, while the former is thinking about a problem.
Seeing that the long journey was about to end, Bai Nanming lowered his head slightly and asked in a low voice: "The sentence about clouds thinking of clothes and flowers thinking of faces... did you write this to the oiran?"
"No."
The young Taoist master answered without thinking.
When Bai Nanming heard this, his eyes suddenly shone, he raised his head and asked: "Then...who are you writing to?"
The young Taoist master finally came back to his senses, understood what the girl meant, and said with a dumb smile: "Of course...it's not you either."
Bai Nanming was stunned.
The young Taoist master said casually: "Do you think it is possible for me to fall in love with you at first sight?"
Bai Nanming frowned slightly and asked: "Why not?"
The young Taoist thought for a while and said: "In the past, I used to look in the mirror from time to time."
Bai Nanming said with a slightly cold voice: "Be more direct."
The young Taoist master said honestly: "I can't imagine falling in love at first sight with someone who is not as good as me."
Bai Nanming stopped.
The young Taoist thought that this seemed to be a bit too much, and was about to apologize.
At the same time, Bai Nanming raised his hand and pushed his hair behind his ears.
A very simple action, and the scene that appeared in front of the young Taoist master was completely different.
The difference is Bai Nanming's face.
If she is as beautiful as a painting, then this painting must have been written by Heaven, and it is beyond anything ordinary people can do.
Nothing is faulty and exquisite.
There is nothing more perfect than this.
Across an oil-paper umbrella, Bai Nanming smiled sweetly.
She said: "Tell me again, what does it mean that I am not as good-looking as you?"
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The end of Rain Lane.
Gu Zhuo's mood was even more complicated, and he sighed in his heart.
Yu Sheng looked at this scene and was very emotional and said: "It seems that it started from this night? Master no longer uses Kung Fu to cover up his appearance. This move by the Taoist master is definitely beneficial to the future~"
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As time goes by, the two of them are always side by side.
After the legendary night on the boat in the capital of Southern Qi, Bai Nanming and the young Taoist master continued to travel around the world and headed north.
In fact, the killer of Wuyou Mountain had already been left behind by them, and there was really not much reason to go with them, but he and she said nothing, as if they knew nothing about it.
In Yinping City in Changle County, the young Taoist master happened to meet his old friend - Wang Ji who was sitting in a wheelchair.
This was also the first time Wang Ji saw Bai Nanming.
When old friends met, of course he didn't see the beautiful girl in his eyes, and all his eyes were on his good friend.
The two chatted happily and inadvertently ignored Bai Nanming. They chatted until late at night before saying goodbye and agreeing to meet again tomorrow.
Offscreen.
Yu Sheng suddenly felt uneasy, and she subconsciously felt that she should not read any more.
Just when she was about to intervene in the formation, she couldn't move her sleeves because Gu Zhuo had already held her hand.
"...What's wrong?" Yu Sheng asked softly.
"Nothing."
Gu Zhuo looked serious and said seriously: "The main reason is that Wang Ji has been slandering senior sister as a tigress. I am very curious why there is such a strange prejudice."
Yu Sheng finally recalled what happened at that time.
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That night.
Bai Nanming knocked on the door lightly, waking up Wang Ji.
Before the other party could speak, the corners of her lips raised slightly, her eyes were quiet and gentle, and she asked softly: "How do you want to die?"
The next morning, the young Taoist master received a letter.
The letter was written by Wang Ji, which probably meant that he was suddenly involved in something important and had to leave overnight.
At that time, Bai Nanming was standing next to the Taoist master.
The girl sighed softly and said comfortingly: "It is rare for old friends to meet again, and this is indeed a pity."
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Gu Zhuo looked at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng said nothing, his face as dark as water.
"I wonder if you can believe it a little bit."
Gu Zhuo thought for a while and said sincerely: "Actually... I really don't know that such a thing exists, because Wang Ji never told me anything."
This sentence is very sincere.
then.
Yu Sheng shook his head and said: "You are overthinking, of course I believe you."
Gu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, Yu Sheng's voice sounded again.
"Even Master, her character is too low. She can even use such methods. It is really shameful to be associated with her."
She looked at Gu Zhuo and sighed and asked: "Uncle, you must feel the same way, right?"
(End of chapter)