Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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At the top of Dadong Mountain, the morning fog is already there, the mountain wind is blowing, and the clouds are gradually broken. The temple is really ready. A Qing dynasty emperor with a bright yellow robes, standing quietly on the side of the bar, waiting for the arrival of Ye Liuyun. When the mountain was surrounded by five thousand long-bow archers, especially among the rebels, there were traces of the nine masters of Dongyi City. The Qing Emperor, who has never had a cure, seems to have finally found out that things have begun to exceed themselves for the first time. The control of the middle-aged people's eyebrows floated a faint sorrow.

In the old temple community of the black round, there was a bell that sounded like a heart, a heart, a heart, and a heart, but it made the world restless. The rituals used in the sacrifice of the heavens were burned in the furnace, and the sins of the princes and the princes of the Qing dynasty seemed to have sacrificed the illusory temple and the more vain God.

On the day of the sacrifice, the most important task of the Qing Emperor has been completed. All he needs is to return to Kyoto with the unrequited revelation, to dethrone the Prince, and to pick a happier successor.

However, a top hat slowly crossed the line of the last stone step of Dadongshan Mountain, but it suddenly appeared in front of a group of officials in front of the temple.

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The emperor calmly looked at the place, looking at the unbelievable face under the hat, watching the pair of gentle and gentle eyes like the autumn water, slowly said:

"Unfortunately, you are late."

Ye Liuyun stepped up the mountain step by step, no one can stop, at this time quiet to the temple, long time speechless. The officials of the public on the mountain, including the rites Shangshu and Ren Shao'an, all subconsciously bowed to the grandmaster of the Qing Dynasty.

In front of Ye Liuyun. Only Qing Emperor still stands upright as usual, and he is not far from the left and right, but the old **** is squatting. But everyone knows that this old man is squatting all the time. It seems that the ants walking on the ground are walking, but not because they want to pay tribute to Ye Liuyun.

"How can I say it is late?" Ye Liuyun looked at the emperor and sighed. His tone was filled with unspeakable helplessness and regret. "Give your trip to worship the sky. Could you have a destiny?"

"The destiny is all in the body, and you are not afraid of dangers. You will come to Dadongshan in a thousand miles, and naturally want to do things." The emperor said coldly.

Ye Liuyun bowed his head slightly, thinking after a moment, "The fate of this kind of thing. It is always difficult to marry. Although it is very human, it is still not to be punished."

The emperor looked at Ye Liuyun, who was more than ten feet away, and said: "Uncle Shi came today. Could it be just to enter, but there is no meaning of anger?"

Ye Liuyun smiled bitterly. The right arm is slowly raised. The cuffs faded slightly, revealing the right hand without a trace of dirt. The fingers are smooth and tidy, and definitely not like a limb that an old man should have.

His right finger was on the **** mooring in front of the Qing Temple, and the sacrifices of the several temples in the pool of blood.

"Your Majesty... The person who is angry is yourself." Ye Liuyun said sadly: "The sacrifice is the monk who serves the temple, even if they know that it is a mess to sacrifice the sacrifices of the temple. The monarch is a mess, the minister cannot accept it. Sacrifices can't be accepted...so you will kill them."

Yes. The emperor sacrificed the sin of the heavens and the princes from the hand of the inner court. The choice of crimes is nothing but arrogance, accumulation, and misconduct, and this is the performance of the Prince a few years ago. This is exactly the same as the calm and filial Prince. The dying princes of the dynasties have never had such a faint purpose, and worship astronomy without a trace.

Dadongshan Qing Temple has a long history. Although not in Kyoto, the temples are often refurbished here, but with the death of the great sacrifices, the death of the two priests and the three stone masters, the temple was originally weakened by the Qing Emperor. There are few remaining. Therefore, one route up the mountain gate, the sacrifices of the Dadongshan Qing Temple show such humility and obedience.

However, when the Qing emperor officially began to sue the ruin of the prince in the early morning of this morning, there are still some sacrifices bravely stood up, the words fiercely expressed opposition, and sacredly pointed out that the temple will never become a faint king. The sharp edge in the hand.

The imperial court invaded the temple, and the two priests died in sacred places. The ancestors of the Dadongshan Shangqing Temple felt infinite anger, and the arrival of the rebel army under the mountain gave these people endless courage.

Therefore, these sacrifices became a few dead bodies in front of the black temple, and they courageously turned into the blood of the stinking fly.

When someone dares to disobey the will of the emperor, he has always been arrogant, even if it is a sacrifice on the Dadong Mountain. The only people who did not dare to kill Qingdi were those who he could not kill at the moment - such as Ye Liuyun.

The emperor calmly gazed at the leaf flow clouds on the stone steps and said: "Uncle Shi, you are not a fool, you know that these sacrifices are nothing but mortals. Even if you kill, what is the relationship with God?"

Ye Liuyun's brow furrowed and said: "Even if it is a mortal, this temple is not ordinary. I think it should be clearer than me. When you kill at the main entrance of the temple, the blood flows into the ranks. Isn't it not worried about the anger?"

The emperor looked indifferent and left his hands behind him. After a long while, he said: "You and I live in the world, not the end of the sky, so you will never respect the ghosts and gods, but you will only respect the ghosts and gods." .

Ye Liuyun is silent.

The emperor leaned over and looked at the black temple quietly. The old tile shone with solemn luster in the morning sun. He said, "So I asked an old man to meet with the uncle."

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There are not many people in the world who can be qualified to be called Ye Liuyun’s old people, but only a few people. So when the bells of the Qing Temple ringed again, the wooden doors of the courtyard were opened, and a mountain wind swept over the mountains, and a black cloth came out of the door.

Ye Liuyun just smiled, of course, a few more smiles and bitterness in the smile.

"Cangzhou has been a long time for many years, and the news of not hearing the monarch has been more than two years." He looked at Wuzhu and he said: "I thought you had already gone back. I didn't expect you to be on Dadongshan."

In the summer two years ago, the Northern Qi State Teacher and the Man’s secret duel were injured. Ye Liuyun was one of the four masters. It is natural to guess that Wuzhu is the first one, so there will be more than two news about this. Loaded.

And Ye Liuyun’s sentence "I thought you have already gone back" is hiding too much interest, but in this world, apart from him and Wuzhu, no one can understand, the dialogue under the cliff of Zhangzhou, Fan I was far away on the cliff and I didn’t hear it at all.

Wuzhu was as clean and neat as usual. After saying two words, he stood at the door of the small courtyard. There was no further step between the scenes. It was far away from Ye Liuyun, but the distance from the emperor was closer.

The two words he said were: "Hello."

Hello, two words, but let Ye Liuyun more shocked than the previous look at him from the hospital, more moving, and even could not help but smile, laughter is very sincere.

Then the laughter came to an abrupt end, and Ye Liuyun turned to face the emperor's majesty, slightly succumbing to a ceremony, and sighed: "It's no wonder that there will be Dadongshan sacrifices a line, even this monster has been dug out by you, I don't want to admire it. No."

The emperor heard the words but did not have the slightest expression of the change. Instead, the eyebrows were not easy to shake twice, and the sacrifice was originally a game for Ye Liuyun. When Wuzhong’s center was standing out, Ye Liuyun did not fall into the reaction of the bureau.

This kind of thing has always come to me, and there is a worry in the eyes of the emperor. It must be a big event that knows that you and Fan are guessing, and finally becomes a reality.

The emperor looked at the old Hong **** at the side of his face, his eyes were calm, but he had many meanings. He seemed to be asking, why didn’t he immediately shoot? In the realm of the Grand Masters, even if it is two-on-one, if you can't grasp the previous moment, Ye Liuyun's mysterious anti-looseness caused by the mysterious appearance of Wuzhu, wanting to kill Ye Liuyun in the mountains, will still become one. A task that is extremely difficult to accomplish.

At this time, the old **** did not pay attention to the emperor's gaze. His eyes stared at the front with extreme enthusiasm. He crossed the shoulders of Ye Liuyun and directed the forests below the stone steps.

He moved half a step forward, blocked in front of the emperor, and then slowly straightened up.

It seems that Honggonggong, who has been squatting all his life, suddenly straightens up. It is such a simple change of movement. An incomprehensible momentum begins to surge into his body and is sprinkled around the mountain. ......

It is obvious that everyone knows that Hong Gonggong’s body has not grown bigger, but everyone has had an illusion at this moment. It seems that Honggonggong has become an unbeatable god, and the glare of the body is shining behind him. Qing Emperor completely covered up.

The intensity of this infuriating, even faint, has exceeded the limits of a mortal body.

Overbearing.

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There is no end to the rustling of the woods, and it is not the end of the river. This is the first poem written by Fan Xian in Kyoto, and whether or not the big characters of Dajiang are appropriate, this poem has been uploaded in this world.

The people who were lucky or unfortunate in this day on Dadongshan, in this moment, associated with the first half of this poem.

Because they felt a sword that was rising from the sky, raging in the mountains below the stone steps, even the distant mountains were invaded by the fierce swords, and the green trees began to fall for no reason. Chengqing heap.

Ye Liuyun looked at Hong Gonggong and said: "Qing Ben Jia, who is a slave?"

Hong Gonggong's silver hair was floating in the wind, and he said with a hoarse voice: "The great masters are all slaves. I am the slave of your majesty, and you... are just the slaves of this world. What is the difference?"

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(In the Hangzhou hotel... I found the pain of the code again, I tried my best, so I just had to drool when I watched those updates.)

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