Devil’s Advent

"liquor."

"okay."

A lame man handed a jug of wine just brought from the restaurant in front to the white-haired old man sitting on the cart.

The old man pulled out the plug impatiently,

took a sip,

let out an "ah\

,"Smash, smash, mouth,

road:

"Water, add a little too much."

The lame man looked at the old man and said:

"I'll make another pot."

"Don't, don't, don't, don't, it's good, it tastes right."

"oh?"

"This wine is just like life. I heard that the wine in Eastern Jin is the strongest in the world. It is even used in the army and used by wounded soldiers. All wine gluttons in the world flock to it.

However, this wine hurts the spleen and stomach, making the drinker feel like a fairy first, and the body is injured later.

This kind of wine is like happy love and hatred, heroic words, heroic deeds, heroic nature, after heroism, it is like the official receiving the stick, the general going to death, and the virtuous daughter martyrdom;

Its journey is also in a hurry, and its end is also in a hurry.

This is the life of spirits.

There is another kind of wine, mixed with water, which has the taste of wine but not enough taste, and one drinks it with a frown and does not give up;

Just like all living beings like you and me, the magnificence of life and death is beyond our reach, and the extreme evil is not enough.

People live for a lifetime, some brilliance and some wine taste, but the world and future generations, it is difficult to say that it is a superficial understanding.

But it happens that this wine mixed with water can be sold for a long time, but it happens that people like me can often grow old without dying.

Now that the deadline is approaching, to savor my life, not to mention that dogs don't dislike it, it's a pity that I myself eat it without taste and throw it away. "

Chen Daxia looked at Master Yao, smiled, and said, "Me too."

After the subjugation of the Qian Kingdom, Yao Zizhan went to Yanjing as an official as a subjugated minister;

Yao Zizhan once said that the former emperor of Yan Kingdom would exchange 10,000 cavalry for Wen Sheng to enter Yan. This joke finally came true. After entering Yan, Yao Zizhan wrote countless poems in the last ten years of his life.

In his poems, there are nostalgia for the style and appearance of the motherland in the south of the Yangtze River, the customs of the rich and powerful, the head of Guizhou, the sadness of the past and the present, and the praises of the Great Yan Dynasty;

This old man has been brilliant all his life, and he has also been absurd and willful all his life. In the last years of his life, he has done something human.

Li Xundao told him before his death that if people in the future generations remember this great work, they can only find it from Master Yao's poems.

So he, Yao Zizhan, does not shy away from being reprimanded by Yan people as hawks and dogs, in order to write more poems and more lyrics, so as to comfort the souls of some people he cares about, and to add some wine to his life Son.

Chen Daxia has been in this life, and the same is true for major affairs of his family and country. He is more open-minded than Yao Zizhan, but every time he fails to find an opportunity to give up.

In the battle of King Regent of Dayan's extermination of Qiang, he, Daxia Chen, fought to the death and guarded the Yangmen Pass, but he was lonely in the end.

Master Yao: "Hero, have you ever thought that if you stabbed the man surnamed Zheng to death outside Yin City, the situation would be very different now."

Chen Daxia shook his head and said, "Never thought about it."

Immediately afterwards,

Chen Daxia grabbed the handle of the car again, pulled the car forward, and continued: "He has been on the front line of life and death too many times in his life, as many as there are more than one, and one less is not less.

Besides, I don't want him to die. "

Master Yao took another sip of wine,

Shaking his head, he said, "Actually, you've been living the most clearly."

Just at this time, a man in white clothes appeared in front of him, holding hands with a woman beside him. The same woman was sitting on a scooter, and the man was pulling the cart.

Chen Daxia let go of his hand immediately, knocking Yao Shi who was sitting in the car behind him staggering.

"The disciple pays homage to the master."

The Juggernaut nodded slightly.

Chen Daxia bowed to the woman in the car again, and said: "Disciple pays respects to Master's Wife."

The woman in the car also smiled subtly at him.

Seeing this, Master Yao smiled and said, "How can I, Yao Zi Zhan Hede, be sent off by a sword master when the deadline is approaching?"

Yu Huaping shook his head, and said: "Bringing your wife to the mother-in-law's grave is for the purpose of giving it away. It so happens that you are leaving too. There are still paper money and ingots in the car that have not been burnt. It is unlucky to bring them home. It is a pity to lose them. After all, it is me. I folded it with my wife at home;

Therefore, I will send it to you by the way, and you can keep it for the road. "

After finishing speaking, Yu Huaping waved his hand, and all the ingots on the cart flew towards Yao Zizhan, Yao Zizhan opened his arms and took them all down.

"Then I am really honored by his old man."

In fact, the old lady may not be as young as Yao Shida, which is enough to show how much water was mixed in Yao Shi's pot of wine.

If it wasn't for the fact that the time limit was approaching, at Master Yao's age, he could really be called a human being.

Of course, it is far from being able to compare with the person who is really Renrui or Guorui.

Chen Daxia pleaded guilty to his master, and was about to say something when he was stopped by the sword master.

The Juggernaut knew what he was going to say, he was talking about his fight with the swordsman from Zhaodi but he had a draw, but the Juggernaut knew that Chen Daxia's sword had already lost its edge, not because Chen Daxia was weak, but because he was lazy.

Laziness, for a swordsman, is actually a very high level.

This is nothing;

The strange thing is that those few apprentices of my family insist on doing my best for my master, one of the Four Great Swordsmen.

Even, he didn't hesitate to let the little apprentice who had already been wearing a python robe come to the Jianghu with a noble body and kill that knight-errant.

In fact, there are some things that Juggernaut himself doesn't care about anymore.

Just like the one who chose to retreat bravely after becoming famous, people will always change;

Before the apprentice grew up, he always thought about the grand occasion in the future. Now that the apprentices have grown up, they are all rushing in the direction of blue out of blue and better than blue, patting his front wave.

Since it is real, it is nothing but a false name.

However, he, Yu Huaping, was very happy with the kindness of his apprentices, just like the old birthday star who was full of "blessings like the East China Sea" to his children and grandchildren on his birthday, he was really happy.

Master Yao said at this time: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Anyway, there are only a few days. Today happens to be wine and paper money. Today is right here at this moment."

Daxia Chen nodded, waved forward, and directly blasted a pothole with sword energy.

Master Yao was a little surprised, and said slightly dissatisfied: "I said casually, but are you so casual?"

"So what?"

"You have to dig it yourself, right?"

"That's too much trouble."

Master Yao had no choice but to wave his hand: "That's all, that's all."

After speaking, Master Yao struggled to get off the cart, struggled to climb into the hole, struggled to lie on his back, and finally, struggled to straighten his white beard.

"Come on, fill in the soil."

"You're not dead yet."

"Now, tell me again?"

"It's different."

"Okay, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead!"

After finishing speaking, Yao Zizhan really died. When he left, he invisibly took away the last breath of the great work in the past.

The walk is simple, the walk is simple, the walk is sudden, and the walk is so logical;

Some people think that he left too late, too late, and that he should hang himself or set himself on fire on the day when the capital is broken, so that he can live up to the name of a sage of literature;

Some people think that it is too early for him to leave, and that one more excellent work left by such literary masters is to add another scene for future generations.

Chen Daxia started to fill the soil,

Chen Daxia started to burn the paper again,

Yu Huaping took his wife's hand and came over to motion for his wife to burn the paper together.

The wife is a little puzzled,

Asked: "Is it suitable? Husband."

Yu Huaping said with a smile: "This paper money was specially reserved for him."

The wife nodded and said, "Is the husband also mourning for him?"

Yu Huaping replied: "Just looking at it, I'm afraid the turmoil in this world will be completely calmed down in ten years. After the world is settled, according to the usual practice, it will be the world of scholars.

Big tiger and two tigers, since they want to join the army, they don't talk about it, but what about our grandson, great-grandchildren?

In the end, it is necessary to study, and in the end, it is necessary to make progress.

look,

Since that one is already 'dead', he didn't leave any more poems down, and the rest of his life in front of him has written a lot, and even if that one is not dead, his experience will definitely not make people feel like a literary sage. Send it from above, in the final analysis, the future Wenqu star is the one we just buried in front of us.

In the future, if future generations want to worship him for the sake of their children's education, for that stick of incense, they will probably have to fight for blood.

What happened to you and me, but in the next thousand years, the top incense among the top incense, you have to burn it for the sake of your children and grandchildren, or burn it while it is hot. "

Hearing this, Chen Daxia who was next to him hurriedly moved out of the way, for fear of blocking the position of master and wife.

After burning the incense, the Juggernaut looked at Chen Daxia and said, "Go home?"

Daxia Chen pointed to his leg, "It's time to go home and get another leg."

The Sword Master said: "There is a Zuisheng Building in Ying City."

Chen Daxia understood, and asked, "Where's your house?"

Before the Juggernaut could answer, Chen Daxia immediately came to his senses:

"next door."

The master laughed, the mistress also laughed, and the hero laughed too.

Suddenly,

The sword master raised his hand,

A sword qi went straight into the sky,

It is not borrowed from that day, but from there.

A sword soared up thousands of miles, and fell into the city of Naying from Jindi.

Just at this moment,

There is a groom with a scar on his face in Zui Sheng Lou,

By the new chef with a higher status and higher temper in that building,

Urging, over the courtyard wall,

Trying to catch that old duck that is carrying the chickens and grandchildren in the yard;

That duck, who sucked the sword energy of Longyuan in the early years, was fed some weird things by the third master, and was even played and molested by the sword maid and the princess of the palace.

When the groom's hand was about to grab his neck, a sword intent between tangible and invisible landed right in front of him.

"Excuse me, I went the wrong way."

Turn around and turn back hastily,

Chef Chana is waiting for the ingredients by the duck oven,

The savage king met with the Emperor Dayan,

Kowtow said:

"Your Majesty has a good eye. That duck has already become a spirit. I really can't catch the puppy. I have to trouble Your Majesty to go there personally. Only by suppressing it with dragon energy can I catch it."