Way of Choices

Xu Yourong didn't understand. I thought you would be in your twenties at most, not much bigger than yourself. Why did you understand life like this? And... actually can use such simple language to explain such a complicated truth clearly, how did the Xueshan Sect teach you? How do you usually live?

She said: "I haven't seen a person like you who can speak well."

Chen Changsheng was stunned. He never thought he would get such an evaluation. Since he was young and lived with Brother Yu, he seldom talked. Most of the time, he used hand gestures. When he came to Kyoto, many people felt a little reticent. So when did he start talking so much? Because in the National College of Education, Luoluo and Xuanyuan have to take classes? Or is it because of the headache of the rich rich man in Tang Thirty-six in his ear every day during this year? Or... related to the person speaking?

Looking at the beautiful face of the young girl shining by the fire, he panicked for no reason, and then he was confused: "Just talking casually."

Xu Yourong looked at him and asked seriously: "Why do you understand these truths?"

Chen Changsheng thought, because you lived in the grassland since childhood, isolated from the world, and no one communicates with you.

Xu Yourong said: "Looking at responsibility and stress and life so clearly, you can't do it without day and night introspection, you are really amazing."

Chen Changsheng honestly said: "I really didn't think that much. It's just that things like stress can easily bring negative emotions and are not good for health, so I don't like it."

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After the blizzard stopped, the two left the temple and proceeded.

Suddenly, they walked into a heavy rain.

Before they could find a way to avoid the rain, the rain stopped again.

The sun was shining on the grassland again, the rainwater evaporated instantly, and it was sultry, as if it were summer.

Going forward, the grass branches are yellowish, with hoarfrost, and the white grass road gradually melts into the grassland, watching a bleak, as if entering autumn.

The grassland in Zhouyuan is really mysterious. I don’t know whether it is because of space distortion or time flow. The alternation of the four seasons is extremely rapid. It often gives people a sense of surprise. In the most exaggerated time, in just over ten In the journey, they went from spring to summer and from autumn to winter.

Although the environment is harsh, it can be solved after all. The most comforting thing for them is that they have never encountered a monster.

Running out of the summer covered by rain clouds, Chen Changsheng put Xu Yourong in a piece of spring flowers, then took out a large piece of white snow prepared in winter and the utensils taken in the first two temples, and began to melt snow and boil water At the same time, he began to pluck the Qiuyan caught in the early morning to prepare a pot of water chestnut stew.

The aroma of food gradually diffused, but the grassland beside the road was quiet and there was no sound.

This strange and deadly silence once made them very vigilant, but now they have learned to ignore it.

He is even more worried about the time. According to the scale on the water bottle, it has been twenty days since they entered the Zhouyuan. Each time the Zhouyuan is opened for only a hundred days, once the park is closed, the small world rules inside will be wrong once. There is no problem with the monster fish living in it, but the practitioners who know the sea will be directly killed by sky thunder.

He doesn’t know what the world outside Zhou Yuan is. According to the truth, since the garden gate is closed, it will definitely attract the attention of the outsiders. Bishop Master Mei Lisha and the next month should respond individually, but I don’t know if there is any. The way to open the garden door, and then the hundreds of human practitioners in Zhou Garden have gathered together, will they leave the garden to find a companion who has settled in the mountains?

Of course, he did not have much confidence in the latter.

"As you go deeper into the grassland, the time is slower. Now where we are, one day is probably equivalent to a moment outside, so don't worry about the closure of Zhou Yuan for the time being." Xu Yourong has been using the astrolabe when he is sober these days. Through deduction calculations, a relatively accurate result was obtained through the subtle difference between the two water bottles and the speed of the sun on the edge of the grassland that was going to fall but refused to set.

When she said this, she was looking at Chen Changsheng's back, holding a running water bottle, and only one hand could support his shoulder, and naturally lay completely on his back.

By now, the two of them have become more familiar with each other, and they get along with each other a lot. She has been holding him naturally, unlike the beginning, even if she is weak enough to support, she still supports his shoulder with both hands. Keeping his body slightly away from his back is very hard.

Chen Changsheng is no longer as cautious as he was at the beginning, and is likely to hold her leg in the most comfortable posture, and no longer worry about whether she will be too upset.

At the same time, her randomness made him more comforting, able to feel the soft girl's body, and added a lot of strength to him in a long and seemingly endless journey.

The tactile sensation from behind was really soft. He was embarrassed to imagine her body, but he naturally came to a conclusion. Sure enough, as rumored, the girl of the Xiuling race was indeed very charming.

Thinking of the girl's serious injury now, but thinking about these things, he felt a little ashamed, maybe to resolve this kind of lover, he said: "In the future... will you be soft or not?"

This is still nothing to talk about, and it is the most stupid and worst typical example. As soon as he spoke, he regretted it.

Along the way, he knew very well that she was a cold woman, quite dignified and absolutely impossible to like this kind of laugh.

Of course Xu Yourong doesn't like it. If it's normal, she will be very angry, and then she won't recognize Chen Changsheng.

But I don't know why. At this time, her face was full of shame, but she didn't say anything or do anything.

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In the spring, summer, rain, autumn, and winter, they walked through the four seasons and continued to move forward, taking occasional breaks, cooking monsters, calming the mind, and always finding an old temple. They became more and more familiar. Even when they didn't speak, they looked at each other quietly, and they no longer felt embarrassed. Sometimes, he would make a grimace and make her weak smile.

Of course, when they rest and wait for the meat to be cooked, they still often talk, and often Xu Yourong asks him to say something. Since she was very young, she has become the most famous person in this continent. It has attracted a lot of attention. There are countless strong men attending and leaving, but she is lonely. He was only accompanied by his brother in Xining Township. After coming to Kyoto, he was used to the quietness of the National College of Education, but he was never alone. He can feel her loneliness, so whenever she wants to hear something, he will start to say something casually, such as what kind of fish is delicious and non-toxic, when the stream is clearest, you can watch To the bottom of a dozen feet deep pond, there is a porpoise, as long as the poisonous offal is gone, it is the most delicious, and the pine trees on the mountain are really like monsters.

Occasionally she will talk about, for example, which aunt in the town likes to curse the street the most, and which restaurant is the best. He didn't understand very well, guessing it should be where she grew up. It's just because she is getting weaker and weaker, and she feels that her fifteen years of life looks dazzling in the eyes of others. Compared with Chen Changsheng's life, she is so boring, so she has a low self-esteem and doesn't want to talk more.

She is very grateful to Chen Changsheng to accompany such a boring person to speak.

When the wind and snow arrive one day, they rest in the seventh old temple by Bai Cao Road.

By the campfire, Chen Changsheng ended his memories of his childhood.

She looked at him and said sincerely: "You are such a good person."

Chen Changsheng thought this evaluation was pretty good.

She blessed softly: "May the Holy Light be with you."

Yeyu Old Temple started the first real conversation, and now, dozens of days have passed.

May the Holy Light be with you.

She said this prayer every day.

They are getting closer and closer to Zhou Du|fu's tomb, and she is getting weaker and weaker.

Relying on the black dragon's Xuanshuang chill, Chen Changsheng's injury was slowly recovering, but her condition did not get any better. The poison of Peacock Ling spread continuously in her body, and gradually began to wreak havoc, her Tianfeng true blood lost too much, there is no way. Chen Changsheng once ventured deep into the grassland and hunted some monsters and beasts, but now, the blood of those monsters, no matter whether it is fire or cold, has been unable to bring her any help.

She wrapped his coat and leaned quietly on the haystack, watching the flames jumping in the woodpile and stopped talking.

The snow temple was quiet, and even the wind stopped.

Looking at her pale face, and those eyes that were fading with water, Chen Changsheng felt sad.

It was sad to start early.

He wanted to say something to break the suppressed silence in the temple, but he didn't know what to say.

Looking at him with his head down, Xu Yourong knew his mood and calmly said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at her and said, "Although now, you will not say anything about the first night, but I know it must be you who saved me, and you have never left me."

Xu Yourong looked at him quietly and said, "You are the same."

Chen Changsheng said: "I suddenly understood what you said that night, if my strength is strong enough, as strong as before you were not injured, that day I can still take you away from those powerful demon clan, instead of in Under desperate circumstances, he fled into this grassland and embarked on this dead end."

Xu Yourong said: "On the contrary, I think what you said that night makes sense, if I am not so brave, or I will not be injured at all."

This is her real thought now. If after discovering the trace of the Demon Race in Zhou Yuan, she didn’t walk up the mountain path alone because of pride, but chose to join hands with other human practitioners, such as the young men who are familiar with Jianjianzong from the mountain. Say that guy named Chen Changsheng, all this may not happen.

The snow temple became quiet again, and the silence was disturbing.

Chen Changsheng did not like this kind of quietness, thinking of her previous prayer, and asked, "Is this your habit?"

Xu Yourong thought Xuexuezong was still too remote after all. He was extremely skilled at Daozang, but he didn't even know it.

"Yes, I wish you peace of life."

"thank you."

"I thank you too."

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Xu Yourong is getting weaker every day, but he never forgets to say that.

That is her sincere blessing and hope.

She knew that it might be difficult for her to leave this prairie again, so if there was still a possibility of life, she wanted to give it to this kind-hearted Snow Mountain Sect disciple.

Just when her fifteen years of life seemed to be at the end, Bai Cao Road came to the end in advance.

Just when her eyes were about to close, she finally saw the tomb.

She is taller than him on Chen Changsheng's back, so she has to watch it for a moment before him.

The tomb looked from afar, more like a mountain, there were no cliffs between the mountains, and there were few green trees, so you could clearly see the straight lines from the top to the foot of the tomb.

Chen Changsheng looked familiar and moved closer to the mausoleum before thinking of it. It turned out to be very similar to Tianshuling.

After walking in the grassland for dozens of days, I finally found the legendary Zhou Ling. How could I not be excited, but he and Xu Yourong are now very tired, it is difficult to show joy or nervousness.

Continue to follow the white grass road, the distance of more than ten miles, still took a long time, the two talents finally came to the Qingling.

From this, we can also calculate how tall and large this mausoleum is.

Coming closer, the details of the mausoleum were seen more clearly, and the tall became more realistic, such as the thousands of feet of Shinto that directly led to the center of the mausoleum, such as the huge square stones that make up the mausoleum, and Compared with the first sight of the distance, the momentum suddenly magnified countless times, and a coercion of pressure and solemnity greeted us.

Chen Changsheng noticed that there were ten stone pillars around the tomb. Those stone pillars are about a few feet high, and the carved patterns on the surface have been eroded by hundreds of years of wind and rain into vague marks, and they look very shabby. Compared with the majestic mausoleum, these pillars are a little weird, not because of anything else, but they are too short and look a bit out of place.

"You may not know that there are many stone pillars outside the palace. When I first saw it, I felt weird. I didn't expect it to be there either."

He said: "I don't know why, this mausoleum looks strange to me when I look at it, like Tianshu Mausoleum, I feel something different."

Xu Yourong smiled weakly, thinking that when he was three years old, he was climbing the stone pillars outside the palace every day to play.

She fell on his shoulder and looked up at the mausoleum with difficulty, with a slight expression on her face: "The regulation of the mausoleum is somewhat like the golden palace of the Changshengzong."

"Yes, this is the problem." Chen Changsheng said: "This mausoleum resembles a lot of famous buildings outside the Zhou Garden, but after they are all in one place, I feel a little...

Xu Yourong said at the same time with him: "...nondescript."

After speaking these four words, the two laughed at each other.

To Zhou Du|Fu, the most legendary strongman, anyone will be in awe. When he comes to his mausoleum, he will dare not speak loudly, let alone comment.

If other practitioners came to Zhou Du|fu's tomb, they would not be excited, they would burst into tears, and they would be shocked and speechless. They would even yell to release their excitement.

But Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong did not, they seemed very calm, and even didn't care.

At the moment when they appeared to say these four words with little respect, the exhaustion and hardship that had fled all the way seemed to disappear.

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