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Chapter 75 End Tooth Sacrifice (Thanks for the reward)

The old woman who was guarding outside fell into a state of bewilderment after learning that Wang Anfeng and the others had really seen Taoist Kong just now, and that the Taoist scripture in Zhang Tingyun's hand was given by the old man himself.

Although Qiu Ruoshui didn't show it, the rest of them could feel her regret.

It was getting late, Wang Anfeng only ate a bowl of millet porridge from the old man, but he didn't feel the slightest sense of hunger at this time. In the middle of winter, I exhaled white air, and for some reason, I felt a little like a dream.

Qin Fei looked at the sky and sighed:

"I wanted to swim with Brother Wang's arms today, but I didn't think that just a few words, several hours have passed, the real Taoist, the bad game of Go, it is really extraordinary."

"My mother wants me and my brother to go home early today, why don't you come with me?"

Qin Fei's expression was quite sincere, Wang Anfeng's state of mind was extraordinary at this time, like Feihong walking on the snow, temporarily in the rhyme of Taoism, never let go, just wanted to set foot in the cold winter world of mortals, he smiled and refused.

Qin Fei was never annoyed, he only said goodbye someday, and took Qin Xiao's nod to say goodbye, while Qiu Ruoshui gave a blessing, and headed towards Yuefu alone, and in a blink of an eye, he had already returned to the sea of ​​people, just counting people It was like a blink of an eye, but there was a bit of loneliness.

At this moment, Zhang Tingyun suddenly handed the Taoist scripture in his hand to the old woman behind him, saying.

"To mom and dad."

Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, but the old woman lost her mind even more. To people of their generation, Taoist Kong has extraordinary meaning, and the things sent by Taoist Kong are even more precious. At this time, Zhang Tingyun handed over , the original intention to stay by her side began to waver.

The old woman tried her best to look away from the scriptures.

Zhang Tingyun said: "Father and mother should go back."

"Give it back to them."

"An Feng is here, I am safe."

The little girl spoke very slowly, but every sentence seemed to hit the weakest point of the old woman's psychological defense. In the end, Zhang Tingyun gently sent the scripture forward, and smashed the old woman's state of mind to pieces. , the latter took the scriptures with trembling hands.

She didn't realize it until she walked back to the inn room in a daze.

What did you do?
Just when he was panicking, footsteps came through, the wooden door was opened, his face was exhausted, but Zhang Xianzun, who was faintly excited, strode in, but only saw the old woman, his expression changed suddenly, and he shouted:
"Where's Yun'er?!"

The old woman's face trembled, and she carefully finished what she just said. The Qingli lady relieved her tension because Zhang Tingyun was with Wang Anfeng, but Zhang Xianzun's heart just relaxed and tensed again. At this time, the old woman sent out the scripture with both hands again, saying:

"This is what Taoist Kong gave to Yun'er."

Zhang Xianzun looked slightly stunned, his eyes fell on the slightly withered scriptures, which seemed to have been washed by many years, and he recited softly.

""Seven Signs of Yunji"?!"

Among the Yuefu.

Qiu Ruoshui greeted her sisters with a nod as usual. Today, instead of her, the junior sister who danced the sword at the ceremony walked past her with some pride, and never caused the slightest ripple in her eyes.

Back in his room, he looked out at the already dark sky through the window sill.

Lightly tune the strings, in the midst of the melody, the thoughts are complicated, there are hidden waves in the tranquility of the things experienced today, the scenery in the past, love and hatred, and hatred, it is empty in a blink of an eye, and because it is only one step away, I have never seen that scene. A legend, my heart is full of regrets.

The melody changed from ethereal to low, and the full moon was in the sky, as if it had been agreed upon. The lights all over the city lit up in an instant, and the red lanterns on both sides spread forward like a thousand feet of red dust. White snowflakes fell from the sky, covering Yulin City.

The lights are like daylight, and there is light snow falling.

Wang Anfeng bought a green umbrella.

Taking a deep breath, a layer of white mist rose in the cold night, the boy held Zhang Tingyun in one hand, and the green umbrella tilted slightly in the other hand, covering the little girl from the wind and snow.

The little girl held candied haws in her hand, her pink face bulged, and she chewed it lightly, as if she had eaten a rather sour hawthorn fruit. Her mild brows were frowned, which brought a rare expression to her originally calm face.

Wang Anfeng laughed softly, leaned down, wiped the rock sugar off her lips, turned the bamboo umbrella slightly in his palm, shouted loudly behind him, and quickly walked past five or six military youths in red and silver armor, with raised eyebrows and eyes, one of them He was tall, but quite thin, and although he was dull, his eyes were still shining. The cheerful voice of the young man was mixed with a tangy aroma, and the bustling market filled the entire street.

Wei Ya Festival.

Dongfeng night blooms thousands of trees.More blowing down, stars like rain.BMW carved cars fragrant all over the road.The sound of the phoenix flute moved, the jade pot turned brightly, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

The mundane world always fills the city, above the city of Yulin State, there is an ancient building with seventeen floors, the nebula is in the sky, and there is no commonplace. Xuan Chengzi sits on the top of the ancient building, drinking alone, with a peaceful mind, and the wind blows by. The hem of the clothes made a soft sound that only he could hear.

He looked at the world of mortals below.

60 years ago, he was a high-spirited young man. On the street, he was with friends and friends, and there were endless new gadgets in front of him.

50 years ago, he was a ranger with a sword in his hand, looking at beauties under the lights in the tall buildings of Yuefu.

Gently smell the fragrance, the wine is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk.

Now, he is a Taoist senior, a master of martial arts, and the world of mortals is rolling like waves, drowning everything he is familiar with, those enemies who want to kill them quickly, opponents who cherish each other, and friends who entrust each other.

It's not that he retired to the mountains and rivers.

But this world no longer belongs to him.

In his arena, there should be heroes who open the sky with swords, strong men who measure the earth on foot, and young Taoists with swords, who can cry and laugh, sing and drink.Now everyone is respectful to him, calling him senior, expert when meeting him, making him look like a senior.

The past events he talked about, those opponents, friends, and enemies have all become legends. .

He suddenly realized that he himself had become a legend.

When the imprints of his era, those masters, those bright stars disappear one by one, then the past era has collapsed. He is not a hermit, but a wanderer who lost his hometown.

Xuan Chengzi swallowed another mouthful of cold wine, and chanted leisurely in the cold wind of heaven and earth:

"In the past, it was him, but now it is me..."

"I don't know who I am today, but who will I belong to later?"

The mountains, rivers and the earth are already dust, but what about the dust in the dust; the flesh and blood are gone, what about the shadow in the shadow.If you are not superior wisdom, if you have no heart, knowing this matter, how can you not be sad.

How can you not be happy?
"Hahaha!"

After seeing all the love and moon in the city and drinking a pot of cold wine, Xuan Chengzi raised his head and laughed, striding towards the sky, his clothes fluttering, the Taoist flitted across the world of mortals under his feet, his body leaned down, and his right foot lightly tapped a On top of the snowflakes, there is a long charm, and then they rise into the sky again, the snowflakes shatter, fall down with the wind, and scatter on the green umbrella.

Under the umbrella, Wang Anfeng got up and looked at Zhang Tingyun who was frowning and reluctant to spit out the candied haws. With a gentle smile on his face, he took the little girl with one hand and walked slowly on the bustling Wei Ya Festival.

The green umbrella turned slightly, shaking the snow, and gently fell to the ground, blurring the warm light of the lantern.

(End of this chapter)

PS: Mr. Jin Yong passed away...

Suddenly there is a feeling that the era is gradually ending.

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