fairy wife

Miyagi is huge, and they entered from the northwest corner, with the imperial garden in front.

The sky has completely darkened, and the imperial garden may be full of flowers and trees during the day, and the scenery is beautiful.But at night it looks completely different, the bushes look black like monsters crouching beside the road.The pavilions are lonely and silent in the night, as if they have witnessed countless years and secrets.

Elder Cao asked Fang Zhenren in a low voice: "I heard that you have been to the palace before?"

Fang Zhenren said briefly: "That was decades ago."

"Isn't the palace like this back then?"

Fang Zhenren paused before saying: "It is said that there is a real dragon spirit in the palace, but the popularity is mixed, several dynasties of the imperial capital, the palace has too much resentment and killing spirit, it is very unsuitable for practitioners of."

Since the accident in Xiuyuan Mountain, Fang Zhenren's change is obvious to all.He became unusually silent, and a person who was usually well-mannered and well-mannered became so indifferent now that sometimes Qiuqiu felt that his eyes were full of despair and gloom.This look startled her.

Because of the sufferings that her master had suffered, the other party couldn't let go of her.

When Master was in the most difficult time, Fang Zhenren turned around and left instead, watching her plight with nothing.Let alone the love between the two, even ordinary friends should lend a helping hand.

When the master was still there, he didn't say anything.Now that the master is gone, no matter what he says or does, it will be useless.

They walked through the imperial garden and through a series of palaces.

After the emperor died, the sons fought endlessly.Nobody even wanted to bury the father.The emperor has been buried in the side hall of his former bedroom, only two old eunuchs are still guarding here.When he was alive, he must have responded to all calls, and no one in the world would dare not to obey.But now no one cares about a dead emperor who is no longer worth anything.

Elder Cao rolled up his sleeves, greeted Shi'er, and said, "Peak Lord, let's go in and have a look together. It is said that the emperor died of a sudden illness, and some people said that he was murdered. Let's see what he died for. "

Shi'er turned to Qiuqiu and said, "Don't go in, just wait for me here."

Qiuqiu is also not interested in an emperor who has been dead for several days.The corpse must have not been well preserved, and the pungent smell could be smelled at the entrance of the hall.

She nodded.

Elder Cao and Shi'er walked into the side hall, leaving Qiuqiu, Guan Wei, Fang Zhenren and two disciples waiting at the gate of the hall.

The whole Miyagi was strangely quiet, there was no human voice, not even the sound of insects and birds.The high palace walls blocked the wind and trapped the place tightly.

There is no moon tonight.Stars can be seen faintly in the sky, scattered dimly and sparsely in the distant sky.

This entire Forbidden Palace, no, the entire capital city, exuded an aura of death in the last days.People here have completely lost hope.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qiuqiu turned to look at Guan Wei.

He was dressed in black, almost blending into the night.But the eyes were shining.

Qiuqiu was somewhat grateful to him for speaking up.

Guan Wei is a very quiet person, but now Qiuqiu feels that there is someone who can talk.It was a good thing that she didn't have to be lost in her own thoughts.

"I'm thinking..." Qiuqiu paused for a moment, and rationalized the thoughts in his heart: "The world treats us like gods, but our capabilities are actually very limited. We can neither bring the dead back to life, nor turn the tide. After all, we practice What is it for?"

Guan Wei didn't expect her to say such a sentence.

He originally thought that she might be suffering from the killings she had seen before, or she might be thinking about what happened in the capital.

Why practice?

Guan Wei thought about this question when he was very young.

At that time, he could say the answer without hesitation.Just like the master, for the way of swordsmanship.

Born for the sword.Die for the sword.

Qiuqiu didn't expect Guan Wei to give her an answer.

She also knew that her thoughts were strange.

At the very beginning, she did not practice for herself, but because her master and senior sister asked her to practice and taught her to practice, so she walked on this path in a daze.Later she began to discover the joy in it.Every time I realize a truth, every time I have a new discovery and feeling, it will make people feel moved and shocked.

At that time, she felt how vast the world is, and how small and short a person's knowledge and ideas are.

Qiuqiu often feels that spiritual practice is a process from ego to ecstasy.

But the mutations and sufferings she witnessed now made her feel confused.

She never felt that she was superior, let alone regarded ordinary people as ants.She is capable and she wants to do something for these people.

"Am I thinking too much?"

Guan Wei shook his head: "No." He was not good at expressing, so he paused and said, "You are right, we are not immortals, we cannot call wind and rain, let alone bring back the dead. But we did not stand idly by, Otherwise, we would not be standing here now."

Qiuqiu froze for a moment.

Guan Wei's words were harsh, and they didn't sound like consolation at all.

But Qiuqiu knew that he was comforting her.

His words were like a gavel, hitting her head hard.

Yes, the reason why they stand here is precisely because they are trying and working hard.

Otherwise, why did they come all the way to the Central Plains?They can completely stay in Jiufeng alone.

The reason is so simple, why couldn't she figure it out just now, got into a dead end and couldn't get out?

"Thank you very much." Qiuqiu thanked him sincerely.

The guard shook his head.

Fang Zhenren stood behind them silently, his gaze made people feel a little uncomfortable.Qiuqiu couldn't turn a blind eye to him, and asked politely and distantly, "What's the matter with Master Fang?"

"I have something... I want to ask you."

Guan Wei glanced at Qiuqiu and walked away after seeing her acquiesce.

Fang Zhenren's voice was low and his tone was difficult: "She... did she leave any words at the end?"

Qiuqiu looked at him blankly.

Did Master leave any words?

She doesn't even remember.

No, it's not that I forgot.

But when she recalled the last time, she remembered what Master said was fragmented and very vague.

At that time, she only felt panic and despair. She tried desperately to keep Master, but lost her in the end.

Fang Zhenren took a step forward eagerly: "Did she leave any words?"

Qiuqiu shook her head: "No... Master didn't say anything."

She guessed that what Fang Zhenzhen wanted to ask was whether the master had mentioned him.

The master did mention him, but he told Qiuqiu something she had experienced in a very indifferent and indifferent tone.

When she mentioned him, there was no love or hatred in her calm voice.

It's like referring to an old friend with mediocre friendship. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: Well, the second watch is here, I'm so sleepy~~ I'm going to sleep. .

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