Chang'an: Qinglian Sword Song

Chapter 43 Chapter [-] Li Bai
In the darkness of night, the land returned to silence.

Under Chang'an, in the deep transmission layer, there was a distant deep roar, and the mighty echo spread.Ghostly whales sang in the dark.

It's like the breath of this organ city.

In the darkness where there are few people, only the red-eyed puppets and the homeless ghosts staggered and wandered.

Between the gaps of countless huge organs, a ray of skylight fell from the sky, and the dim moonlight illuminated the low bed in front of Lu Daoxuan's eyes, and also illuminated the outline covered by the white cloth.

Surrounded by the ice, the sleeping boy still maintained his final appearance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling.

so quiet.

During the long silence, Lu Daoxuan quietly stared at Li Xiang's face.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch something, but his palm was frozen in mid-air, without the strength to move forward.

Hover in mid-air.

It seems to hold the moonlight tightly, but there is no way to restore that afterglow.

After a long time, slowly withdraw.

"Have you found a good place?" Ji Xianke asked, "I still have a piece of land in my hometown, with beautiful mountains and rivers, so I don't have to worry about being disturbed, it's just right for a long sleep."

"you decide."

Lu Daoxuan lowered his eyes and said softly: "Homeless people have no place to go back. It would be nice to have a better place to go."

Ji Xianke nodded, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Xun Qing probably isn't dead, well, someone saw him in the ghost market, and I don't know what he was doing."

"It's just a lost dog, don't worry about it." Lu Daoxuan said coldly, "There is no difference between being alive and dead."

Ji Xianke asked, "Aren't you worried that something bad will happen to him?"

"Like his teacher, he is protected by others. He doesn't know how terrible the wind and rain outside is. He has been naive and outrageous since he was a child. But he doesn't know that with such naive thoughts, he will only freeze to death in winter. "

Lu Daoxuan shook his head indifferently, "If he still wants to seek his own death, then let him."

In the silence, Ji Xianke suddenly laughed.

Not caring about Lu Daoxuan's gloomy gaze, he lowered his head and sipped the spirits in the pot, and sighed softly: "Actually, you didn't intend to kill him, did you?
You thought he was still the same as in the past, like a child, who would obediently obey after being beaten and frightened.

But when the child grows up, it is difficult for parents to do it.Once you have your own ideas and plans, you start to be stubborn, making it impossible for people to start. "

He paused, and whispered softly: "By the time you find out that his wings are stiff, it will be too late."

"Have you ever had a child?" Lu Daoxuan asked.

"There was one, before I met you, the boss."

Ji Xianke shook his head: "I once had a wife who was in a good relationship. Occasionally we would quarrel and go back to my mother's house after getting angry, but as long as I coax her, she won't care about it anymore.

Thinking about it now, she is really the best woman in the world, except that she cried once when I was going to teach my child how to learn swords, and after I sent the child to a private school, she never cried.

Until she and the child were killed by me, she never shed a tear..."

He paused, recalling the house that was lit by fire in the wind and snow, and the voices that passed away, and sighed in self-deprecation: "I really regret it."

"It's because you are not strong enough." Lu Daoxuan said, "If you are strong enough, you won't lose anything."

"Perhaps, but no matter how strong a person is, he will occasionally think about the peaceful life of carrying the child home for dinner."

Ji Xianke thought for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you regret it, Boss?"

As if drunk, the slutty swordsman came over and proposed abruptly, but he didn't know if it was a joke or a drunken word: "How about we run away?

It's quite easy to build a house in my hometown, with green mountains and green waters, suitable for retirement, you can go fishing when you have nothing to do, and when you die of old age, I can bury you with Li Xiang. "

"If you give up now, everything is still too late."

He said: "With me here, no one can touch you."

"Sounds really good."

Lu Daoxuan thought for a while, seemingly fascinated: "It's just that it's not like a life that people like me can adapt to.

After being a Wuyougong for so long, wash your hands, forget everything, pretend that nothing happened, and live such a peaceful and peaceful life, you will have nightmares. "

"So many people have died," he said.

Because of myself, or because of others.

For revenge, for liberation, or for money, for more...

Walking in the dark quagmire for too long, I have already forgotten the life under the sun.

"I won't go, Cyclamen."

Lu Daoxuan whispered softly: "If there is retribution, let retribution come to me. Even if it fails, it doesn't matter, whether it is creating a beautiful world or hell, it doesn't matter.

I won't regret it, and I won't stop.Otherwise, their sacrifice would be meaningless. "

He lowered his eyes, took one last look at the sleeping boy in the ice, and said goodbye softly.

Then, turn around and leave.

Under the fading sky, Ji Xianke raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the pot.

"Let's go, boss."

He closed his eyes and sighed calmly: "Let's go to hell together."

In the deepest part of the darkness, organs roared.

Countless Red Moo's puppets and villains moved forward slowly, as if pulling a rope, carrying 14 years of pain and despair, they wanted to completely ignite the world!
It was not until dusk that Li Bai woke up from the long dream.

Raising his eyes, he saw Yuan Fang behind the cell door, and the young man glanced at him helplessly: "How can you sleep so well? Eat and sleep every day, eat and eat when you sleep..."

"Then what should I do? The six gods have no master, and I am at a loss?"

Li Bai shook his head: "I have already said what should be said. But even if the evidence is in front of them, I am afraid that some people are not willing to believe it, let alone my few words?
There is nothing to ask about the floating clouds in the world, it is better to lie high and have extra meals. "

"Sounds good, did you write it?"

"No, listen to others." Li Bai shook his head, "If it was me, I should say drinking."

"I brought you wine."

Yuan Fang raised the pot in his hand, "Master Di invited you. You will be leaving tomorrow."

"Where to go?"

"Heavenly Prison? Or go to some hidden place." The boy sighed: "The Ministry of Punishment will not let it go, you have to be prepared."

"Ah."

Li Bai nodded, but he didn't seem to care. He just looked at the sky outside the barred window. Under the brilliant sunset, the sky lit up with brilliant light.

"It's so lively outside."

"Yes, the flower boat has risen."

Yuan Fang replied: "Tomorrow the new Fangshi will be completed, and everyone is celebrating. The streets are full of children, and the younger brothers and sisters at home are also clamoring to go out to play. It's a pity that Dali Temple never has a holiday."

"I just had a dream."

Li Bai said, "I dreamed that many people were crying. When I was flying in the sky, I couldn't hear that sound, but when I came to the earth, I felt that there was nowhere to stay.

I want to talk to them, but I can't keep up with them. "

Close your eyes, you can still hear their wailing, those calls and cries for help in the silence of the darkness.

But it was too late. 14 years ago, Li Bai was a real kid who didn't know swordsmanship, let alone a heavenly being.But the evil deeds and tragedies in the world never change because of whether the hero is born or not.

Yuan Fang didn't speak, just sat cross-legged on the ground.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Li Bai for the first time - the swordsman who was so energetic at that time was completely different from what he is now.

He no longer treats himself as a child, no longer treats others with such harsh words, even if there is no wine, he will not complain.Even if it is prison food without oil and water in Dali Temple, you can still enjoy it...

Only the bright eyes have never changed.

Li Bai stretched out his wine glass, "Have a sip?" Yuan Fang was about to refuse, but Li Bai smiled and said, "I forgot, at your age, you are not qualified."

Sloppy, this guy is just as nasty as ever.Yuan Fang shook her ears and regained consciousness.

Li Bai didn't speak.

As if in a trance, staring at the sky beyond the bars, drinking wine quietly.

With such a quiet expression, it is hard to tell whether it is sadness or joy, just like a bird looking at its own domain, but the sky is empty.

Only loneliness.

"I, hate eating sour things."

Li Bai said suddenly, "I don't like others to show off their wealth in front of me, and I never allow others to pay, it feels like accepting alms from others.

I can't stand people lying to me, telling lies, and doing hypocritical things.There are unreal lives and fake smiles, which are especially annoying.

But later, I found out that these are actually not a big deal. "

He recalled his experience in a short period of time and smiled: "Sour things can also be delicious, and when you are hungry, whatever you eat will taste sweet.

When you have no money, drinking wine with friends paying for it will be more refreshing.It has nothing to do with charity, it's just about sharing happiness.

Life is ups and downs, and there will always be lies that you can't help yourself. After you shed all your tears, you must always have a smile and courage to face the suffering...

Yuan Fang, this principle was taught to me by you. "

Xun Qing, Li Xiang, Di Renjie, Yuan Fang, Cheng Yaojin, the Great Elder, and many more people have witnessed everything they have witnessed since they came to Chang'an.

all of all.

He said flatly, "Everyone in this world may be different from me, but among us, there must be some things that are the same."

When encountering good things, you will smile, when encountering bad things, you will cry, when you see others suffer misfortune, you will feel pity, and when unrighteous things happen before your eyes, you will become angry.

We live under the same sky and on the same earth.

There is also hatred and love.

"We are the same."

Li Bai lowered his head, looked down at the reflection in the wine glass, and smiled: "The person named Li Bai is just one of thousands of people, what I can do, you can also do.

Even if one day, my poems are over, more people will stand up and write their poems like me. "

In the starlight falling outside the iron window, Li Bai raised his glass, toasted the young man in front of him, and told him: "The poems belonging to this world have just begun."

In the long silence, Yuan Fang stared blankly at him, and after a long time, laughed softly.

Raise the white water in your hand:
"cheers."

Outside the bars, gorgeous fireworks rose.

Under the same night sky, a flickering glow falls on Chang'an.

It seems that everything is enveloped in the tenderness and beauty of this moment.

In the hustle and bustle of the bazaar, the crowds were surging; outside the gate of Yu Hengsi, Di Renjie boarded the carriage; Chopsticks looked at the empty place on the other side of the table, froze for a moment, and shook his head helplessly.

On the broad street, immature children are excitedly holding toys and windmills, playing and chasing under the lights and fireworks of the floats.

In the deepest darkness, under the leadership of Lu Daoxuan, the undead and the zombies from 14 years ago marched towards hell.

The world is still running normally, towards tomorrow.

towards the future.

In the narrow workshop, Xun Qing's pupils were illuminated by flickering electric lights.

In the darkness, the silent giant raised his head, a solemn light appeared in his hollow eyes, and raised his hands following Xun Qing's movements.

It's like lifting the whole world!

"Please save me again, organ celestial master."

Xun Qing clenched his fists:
"—Let's go and save it all!"

(End of this chapter)