Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The white earth is really clean, and the earth is full of melting snow. I don’t know what it is, the snowfield is directly reaching the sky. I don’t know how wide it is. At the end of the skyline, I suddenly pull up a very high snow peak. Among the clouds, it is like a sword that is inserted into the sky. This snow-capped mountain is extremely high, it is amazing, and it is fearful and afraid to be close.

Fan leisurely bowed his head and found that his feet were stepping on the snow, but he did not feel the ice pain strangely. He just felt the touch of a grain of snow, and he felt a little surprised and squinted. Looking at the mountain in front of the snowfield, it was stung by the light reflected from the snow on the mountain wall.

The sky and the earth are very bright. Just like there are nine suns on the snow cloud, Fan Xian does not know how long he has been in this snowfield, five days? Six days? I have never slept, but this day has not been darkened. It seems that there is no difference between day and night in this ghost place.

"When I came last time, it was always the night when I first started. After I opened my eyes, it became the day."

A voice rang in Fan’s ear. He turned his head and saw a face that had been seen for a long time. The old face had an unhealthy blush. At first glance, he knew that he had eaten Mahuang Wan. After the sequelae. Fan is leaning his head and looking at Shawn in a weird way, thinking that you are not dead? How can you appear in front of your own eyes, can you speak clearly?

He felt a bit strange, but there was another spiritual force in the subconscious that prevented him from thinking about this weird problem. Instead, he asked directly: "Is the temple in the snowy mountain?"

"Yeah. There is a holy place on earth, a place that no one can touch." Sean sighed, and then the face became a myriad of pieces of light. It fell on the snow and could not be found anymore.

Fan leisurely went down. Using reddish hands to plan in the snow, I seem to want to take the already dead Sean back, continue to ask some questions, and then plan for a long time, the snow pit is getting deeper and deeper, but can not find the trace. Instead, next to the deep snow pit, I saw a shadow.

A linen man wearing a skull cap is sitting next to the snow pit. The eyes are as clear as the sea, watching the snowy mountain quietly.

"Where did your shoes go? Where did my shoes go?" Fan jumped out of the snow pit, glanced at his red feet, and glanced at the same man wearing a hat. **The feet, the eyes saw the bald head of the man through the skull cap, said with a smile: "I know that you are a bitter, you have been to the temple that year, you and Sean have eaten human flesh."

Sitting in the snow, the bitter smiled. Said: "The temple is not sacred, just a waste temple."

"But the world knows that you are infinitely admiring the temple. You have been squatting on the bluestone steps in front of the temple for a few months before you get the best."

"But you know that the truth of the matter is not the case." The bitterness turned around and calmly looked at Fan Xian and said: "Where is there an invincible force in this world?"

Finish this sentence. The bitterness disappeared, just as he never appeared. In a flash, just in the place where the bitterness disappeared, the little Juggernaut was suddenly appeared, staring at a pair of big eyes. Fan screamed angrily: "My ashes? My ashes?"

Fan Xian was shocked. It was only when I thought that I seemed to have forgotten something. I seemed to have promised to take care of the sword. If you want to go to the temple, you will take his ashes and sprinkle it on the stone steps of the temple, let him see what kind of great people in the temple.

Fan is very upset and said: "The mountain is so tall, so cold, I can't get close, even with your ashes."

"This is an excuse!" Si Gujian snarled angrily: "This is just an excuse!"

Then Si Gujian and a sword stabbed over, rolled up a snowflake, and between the heavens and the earth, the beauty is unbeatable. Fan leisure face color, white, to fight the strength of the whole body, ** land and feet desperately stepping on the soft snowfield, toward the front of the high, seemingly unable to conquer the snow-capped mountains.

Then he saw a black spot slowly and firmly heading up towards the snow-capped mountains. Fan was overjoyed and shouted: "Five bamboo uncle, wait for me."

The five bamboo statues covered with black cloth did not hear any sound at all, but still walked coldly and firmly toward the mountains. The sword behind Fan Xi’s body has arrived. The sword flower is only one flower, but in the blink of an eye, there are countless petals. Each sword flower cuts off a flesh and blood in the chest and abdomen.

Endless pain caused Fan to squander, and he fell to the ground, and the blood of his body flowed onto the snow, and he was immediately iced into a deep red blood flower, like a noble and full of agate.

Fan Xian looked at Wu Zhushu walking toward the snow-capped mountains. The snow-capped mountains were still tall and cold. He felt the unbearable pain in the heart and felt the despair and fear in his mind.

Then he woke up.

Fan was sulking, struggling from the bed and sitting up, sweating and dampening all the underwear. He subconsciously touched his chest and found that apart from some soreness, he did not really cut off countless pieces. Meat comes.

At this time, it was already in the night. It seemed that when he woke up in the past, he quietly looked at the top of the bed and then fell asleep. He just didn’t know why he had such a nightmare. Those who used to be in this world sprinkled the style. The top characters, appear one by one in his dreams, tell him the story about the snowy mountain, then persuade him, encourage him, and abandon him.

Fan leisure gasped heavily, wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, looked at the quilt on his body, and thought of the big snowy mountain in the dream, still shuddering, he knew that the snowy mountain in the dream is in the real world. What does it mean, he also knows that the man is actually stronger and more indifferent than the big snowy mountain, but the snow mountain is in front, he always has to climb.

In the royal palace of the palace, the emperor slowly opened his eyes. Woke up, he looked at the lights on his body and found out that it was already at night. His eyes are a little indifferent. Something different because he had previously had a dream. He dreamed that he was standing on a lonely snow-capped mountain and enjoying the worship and admiration of hundreds of surnames in the snow-capped mountains. However, he was not alone, just like the snow-capped mountains.

Those people are about to be frozen into zombies, worshipped by such creatures, and perhaps not too much pleasure to learn. The emperor slowly closed his eyes and thought of the eyes of those familiar partners who looked indifferently in their dreams. There is no speech for a long time.

"I want to burn my face," the emperor said.

Yao’s eunuch, who had been waiting for him, was forced to open the door of the royal study room. Before leaving, he whispered softly: “The major people of Ye have been waiting in the front hall.”

The emperor did not say anything, and he waved his hand annoyedly, and the door of the royal study was closed. Although His Majesty the Qing emperor had his own palace in the harem, he has been diligent in politics and energy over the years. I am also accustomed to the day and night approval of the chapter in the royal study room. There is a place to be placed here, so he rarely goes back to the temple to rest, but often spends the night in the royal study.

If it is said that Qingdi’s life is spent in the royal study for more than half of the time, it is not a false statement. After the weekday night. In this quiet study, except for the emperor, only his most accommodating eunuchs were able to enter. After Hong Gonggong’s death, Hong Zhu lost his power. A person who can stop in the royal study at night. Only Yao eunuch.

However, there is still a woman in this quiet royal study room today. There is a sense of calmness in the eyebrows between the girls. With a handsome face, wearing a half-length thin shirt, sitting quietly on the round pier opposite the soft, there is a box at her feet.

The emperor glanced at the woman and said softly: "You haven't had a rest in these two days, and you will go to the harem for a while."

Fan Ruoru’s calm salute, did not say anything, has been connected to the palace since the afternoon of the day before, after her treatment of her knees, her actions have been greatly restricted, although no one has said anything, but she knows that she must stay in the palace.

In the past two days, the Emperor’s Majesty has kept her with her, even if it is in the royal study room, and when the subordinates report the information related to Fan’s house, Fan Ruoruo listens to the side, and the Emperor’s majesty does not seem to avoid it. she was.

The emperor glanced at her faintly, and easily saw the deep anxiety from the calmness of the woman's eyebrows. He knew what she was worried about. It is amazing that the emperor left Ms. Fan Jia with her two days, not only to suppress Fan Fei, but also because Fan Ruoru wants to heal him, but the emperor feels that this niece is screaming, this refreshing Indifferent temperament, it is very temperament, and chat with her freely, regardless of astronomical geography or the world's various landscapes, Fan Ruoru can always catch the emperor 陛 next sentence.

"Don't worry about anything." The emperor coughed softly. Although Fan Ruo Ruo rejuvenated, he had taken out most of the iron filings in his body. After all, Chen Pingping’s wheelchair double bombing was too lethal. No one knew that he The injury to the ground is actually extremely heavy.

Qingdi is a great master, so he can survive. If he is replaced by anyone else, he is afraid that he has already died under Chen Pingping’s double shot.

"Anzhi... Your elder brother, there are some misunderstandings about it. When these misunderstandings are clear in the future, it will be fine." The Emperor’s Majesty did not know why, and did not seem to want to see the fan girl’s worries, and explained his dissatisfaction.

This is indeed the true words of the emperor. In his view, this person has always been a very serious person. Chen Pingping’s tragic death will inevitably make him unable to understand for a moment. In the future, Fan Fanqing knows the great evils that Chen Pingping planted on the Li’s royal family. He once used to spend so many poisonous hands on Fan Xian, and Fan Xian would naturally want to understand.

"Your Majesty said." Fan Ruouo should be down.

The emperor's expression became a little gloomy. He didn't like the voice of Fan Jia's girl at this time. After a long time, he didn't have an attack. He just closed his eyes slowly and took a deep breath. He said: "Anzhi already After sleeping for a day and a night, it seems that he is really **** the road."

Fan Ruoru looked up and gently bit his lower lip, looking at the front of the man who could not see the depth of the emperor in any case, did not know how to answer. At this time, the elder brother slept on the couch in the middle of the house, and it was impossible to sleep well. And what kind of emotion does this sentence mean?

"He said that when you first studied in Qingshan, you have never stepped into the land of Beiqi. This has always been a pity." The emperor naturally turned his head, I don't know why. He really walked along the path of Fan Ruoruo, knowing that if you talk about things in Kyoto, Fan’s affairs would make the girl’s family chill.

"Of course, it won't be long before you can go to Castle Peak to see it." The emperor smiled slightly.

Fan Ruoruo respectfully said: "The scenery on the green hills is excellent, and the brothers and sisters of the heavens are also very good to me."

"After all, you are my Daqing people, although I don't know what tricks that Fan Fan made in the past. Actually, I forced the deadhead to accept you as a close disciple, but it must be uncomfortable for those who are looking at you." The white hair between the wipes, say freely.

Fan Ruouo smiled naturally and said: "Your majesty is like a torch. The situation was really the same at the beginning, but then the teacher made a speech and added Shanghai sergeant back to the mountain. Naturally, it would be fine."

"Speaking of the woman in Haishu. How did Anzhi and her deal with it?" The emperor's eyes flashed a hint of emotion and calmly asked.

Fan Ruoruo clearly felt that the Emperor’s Majesty did not ask for anything, but he was only curious about this story of men and women who were rumored by the world. She looked at the emperor's slightly pale face and suddenly thought of it. These things are related to the elder brother, but the elder brother is absolutely not going to talk to his majesty about the details of these things.

Is this a short conversation in the parents? Fan Ruoru suddenly understood that the Emperor’s Majesty was only old, just lonely, just lonely. Just as a father. But he never gets the treatment of the Father, so he stays in this house. I want to talk more with myself. I want to know more about the ordinary things in the world. I want to know more about things related to my brother.

The emperor and the young girl often chatted in such a calm and weird way. It is obvious that the emperor’s mood is getting better, and the white face begins to reveal a rare gentle look.

The door of the royal study was pushed open. Yao Taijun led two small eunuchs to come in with copper basins. The basin was filled with hot water from the white mist. The emperor took the overheated towel from the hands of Yao’s eunuch, and used the light to indicate that Fan Ruouo continued to speak, then covered the rolling towel on his face and wiped it hard in the eye socket.

Qingdi under the towel slowly closed his eyes. No one could see his look at the moment. No one knew that he had suddenly thought of the autumn rain yesterday and he took Li Chengping back. Gong, Xiao Saner was shaking with his own hands, he looked at his eyes full of fear.

It’s like a lot of years ago.

The emperor’s heart suddenly burst into a very cold anger, and the towel on his face was thrown on the ground. After breathing a few times, he suppressed the temper and looked at Yao’s **** and said, “How long?”

Yao’s **** slammed down and trembled and said: “There was a time for the inner court to report, so it delayed the time.”

"Say."

"The inner court is resting on the eye line outside Fan Fu..." Here, Yao Gonggong looked down at Miss Fanfu, who was looking at himself, and quickly lowered his head. "A total of fourteen people were killed." ""

The emperor's face slammed like ice, and slowly sat up on the couch, looking at the Yao **** without saying a word.

Fan Ruoruo, who sat on the side, heard the news and his face gradually became white and could not be released. In the past two days, she has been in the royal study room and stayed by the emperor's majesty. Naturally, I knew that my brother had returned to Beijing yesterday afternoon and had returned to the government. Although the inner court and the military relaxed on the plain, they suppressed the Fan House. There are still countless eyeliners in charge of surveillance outside the government.

Those eyeliners are all dead? What is the thought in my brother's heart? Didn't he know that His Majesty had let him sleep peacefully in the house, and he waited for him to sin after he woke up? But he wants to kill all those who have sent them down? Is he not afraid of anger? The color of the frost on the face of the emperor's face slowly melted at this moment. His lips were slightly tilted, and he smiled with a hint of sarcasm. He calmly said: "Continue to send people to the past, and the millions of people in the world Is he alone killing him?"

The main entrance of Fanfu is wide open, and the lights are hanging high. The half street of Nancheng is shining clearly. It is like a white cockroach. The cockroach is a blood, and it comes from the shadow of the light, in the street. On those who wore official uniforms, the horror of the bright-eyed people stared at them and slowly walked to their own door.

He sat down on the bench at the front door of Fanfu, threw the big Wei Tianzi sword with **** water on his feet, and reached out and washed it in the hot water basin handed by the servant. The clear water suddenly became blood.

(Think of something that I forgot to say, that is, the two guns in Chen Pingping’s wheelchair, from an old movie in the past, called the lone wolf, that picture has always made me remember very deeply. I am still sick, very uncomfortable, The work of asking for the monthly pass is still going on. Now we are considered to be among the top three. It’s even more exciting, but unfortunately these two days can’t work...)

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