Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 763: The ups and downs of the present day

"Sir." After entering the press station, Li Xiaorui and Luo Qianxue greeted him together.

Seeing Luo Qianxue, Xue Mu was quite surprised: "Why are you also in the capital?"

"Xiao Rui said that the young master is going to make big changes in Beijing, and our newspapers, songs and dances should all be put into use."

Xue Mu blinked his eyes and laughed dumbly: "If I still need to rely on you to play this role today, then my work all these years has been in vain."

Luo Qianxue said curiously: "Young Master's intention is..."

Xue Mu leisurely held the two guard girls on his lap and sat down, taking a deep breath between the red cheeks of the two girls: "I mean, if Xiaorui still wants to write a press release to tease people, It can still be done. But Qianxue, you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You can only sing to me."

Luo Qianxue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Yeah."

Of course, there is no reason for a woman to go out to sing, and speaking of it, Luo Qianxue no longer wants to sing. Once the glory of being surrounded by thousands of people passes, you will feel that your own glory is incomparable to the young master's influence on the world.

His own songs, Meng Lan's piano, and Xiao Rui's reports are actually just one part of the way for the young master to realize his idea. Once you have set the trend, you can retire with success.

The girls chatted in private, and now even Zhu Chenyao felt that there was no point in chasing after the scenery. She didn't do anything at Lingzhou Transportation Station. The person who was destined to take over the huge foundation of Qixuan Valley really couldn't see it. Go to the template that I pursued in the past.

But everyone privately believed that Xue Mu had set a very bad precedent. When Shi Lei said that "real materials are worse than false hype," he was referring to martial arts, but in fact it was expanded to be effective in other aspects as well. The various disciplines such as divine machine forging, medicine, arithmetic, etc. that Xue Mu is now beginning to advocate will also be obscured by the atmosphere of vanity and glitz.

But no one said this to Xue Mu. People believed that Xue Mu knew better than anyone else.

Xue Mu did know, but he didn't care.

That is the inevitable result. People's hearts are always like this. If he doesn't guide this exaggeration, it will develop naturally. His arrival will only advance the process a little bit. If someone really wants to put the blame on him, then just take it, it doesn't matter.

"Come for a walk with me, you two..."

"Where are you going, young master?"

"Yao Wang Valley. I have to visit Xia Wenxuan... and Yingyi's tombstones."

In this final battle, the imperial court was hurt, the righteous way was even more hurt, and the Alliance of Six Paths was also hurt.

The main battlefield of the imperial court, the Sword Forging Valley, had almost become a white field, with heavy casualties. The huge arms dealer only had two or three scattered kittens left. The Divine Machine Sect has destroyed almost all the Divine Machine Battle Partners accumulated over the years. This is not bad, at least it can be slowly replenished.

Lin Wuya and Leng Zhu were dead in Zhengdao, and Haitian Pavilion was half disabled, which was an irreparable loss. This was not enough, Wentian had also been suppressing his injuries. He was already old, and he had to suppress his injuries to carry out such a high-intensity battle. This was consuming his vitality in the battle, and he was afraid that his life would be shortened by many years.

The Alliance of Six Paths is not much better. At that time, Yingyi took all Xu Jing's blow and died when he was rushed to Yaowang Valley. Xia Wenxuan lost all his skills and became an ordinary person. In addition, there are countless material losses in Zonghengdao, and many people are almost crying. There were also casualties among Xingyue Hehuan's sect. They were killed in battles with sea beasts and disasters caused by the collapse of heaven and earth when Xu Jing combined with evil spirits.

Xia Wenxuan was not a Taoist, but his injuries were more serious than Lin Wuya's previous injuries. Lin Wuya could fight with his injuries in one day, but Xia Wenxuan could never recover. Even if he saved his life, it was the result of everyone in Yaowang Valley fighting for his life.

There are still many people in the world who don't know about the existence of this battle. Some people who know about this battle may even think that this so-called Zhensha has no cards, and is actually blocked and fought... But here are a few of them. The loss of the world's elite is shocking, and they protect this piece of China with their own flesh and blood.

No matter what position they take, they are all heroes in this battle.

Xue Mu didn't know whether people like Xia Wenxuan would think it would be better to die in battle like Lin Wuya. Let a hero who has been rampant for a lifetime have to live like an ordinary person. Think about it, it is a bit worse than death.

But when they arrived at Yaowang Valley, they saw Xia Wenxuan fishing on the beach. Xia Zhongxing was by his side and was very quiet.

Yingyi's tombstone is behind the nearby hills, in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Ye Guying is leading several Wuhen Dao high-level officials to pay homage. When he saw Xue Mu appear, he waved and said nothing.

Xue Mu accompanied the worshiper for a while. Looking around, the expressions of the Wuhen Dao people were very rigid, as if they were just performing a very ordinary ritual.

Ye Guying knew what he was thinking and whispered: "Actually, the Shadow Wing Sect Master is the only one in Wuhen Dao who has a beautiful cemetery in the millennium. Everyone also misses him very much. This is a good thing. You don't have to feel sad. .”

Xue Mu nodded. These assassins were so indifferent to life and death that they no longer felt anything... But if they were indifferent, why remember them?

Ye Guying saw his confusion and smiled: "Because he got to know you and agreed to cooperate. He is the leader who leads everyone to the right turning point."

Xue Mu was speechless.

But this is the change. The gloomy and rigid Assassin Sect seems to have begun to have a human touch, and is moving closer to the temperament of their ancestors who were imprisoned thousands of years ago.

The Alliance of Six Paths is already extremely white, so why does the Wuhen Dao need to do such precarious work?

But things in the world are always interesting. The Alliance of Six Paths has become white, but there are still new black versions of the three sects and four paths of the Demon Sect, which will never disappear completely. The remnants of the original Jingtian Sect still have the darkest parts of the Demon Sect, and each has established a new Demon Sect. The strongest leader among them is Li Kuang, the Dao of Mieqing... He was defeated by him in the first battle in the capital, and now he has become the most representative backbone of the Demon Sect.

Xuan Zhe's six sects and the righteous sects are also being suppressed. Xue Mu feels that this is probably a repeat of the millennium. How can the demon sect be completely suppressed... It's just another reincarnation.

After worshiping Ying Yi, Xue Mu went to Xia Wenxuan and looked down at him fishing.

This is not a very quiet beach. The waves are a bit big, and the waves are rolling up thousands of piles of snow. The fishing line is flying everywhere. Xue Mu doesn't know how to fish in such an environment. Having lost his force and sense of Tao, Xia Wenxuan's attempt to fish in this environment is probably just a pretense to take the bait?

The look on his face was quite leisurely, and he was not angry because he couldn't catch half a fish for a long time.

"Do you think you are in a good mood?" Xue Mu finally said.

Xia Wenxuan did not blame him for disturbing the fishing, and said casually: "I used to protect my son, but now my son protects me. This experience is quite novel and comfortable. I would like to experience it for a few more years."

Next to him, Xia Zhongxing couldn't laugh or cry.

Xue Mu also smiled. I'm sorry you didn't come here to fish, but to enjoy the feeling of your son standing beside you to protect you and show off.

Xia Wenxuan waved his hand: "The decline of force in the world is beneficial to evil things. I know you like it intellectually, so don't be pretentious emotionally. Go, go, I'm fishing. It's none of your business."

Xue Mu gave him a meaningful look. These outstanding people in the world could probably see what he was thinking. Maybe they could even see through the fact that he hid part of the laws of heaven.

"Master, master, here!" Xue Mu raised his head and saw Xiao Qingwu standing on the bow of a ship, waving to him. Luo Qianxue and Li Xiaorui were sitting behind her reading a manuscript.

"Fishing slowly, you can still fish for many years." Xue Mu said no more, patted Xia Wenxuan on the shoulder, and got on the boat in a flash.

His eyes fell on the manuscript for the first time: "...the injured person in front of him looked in pain. Xiao Xiao always felt that perhaps the best medicine is to stop the fight..."

Xue Mu couldn't help laughing.

"It's Xiao Xiao again, can't you change your name?" Li Xiaorui encouraged: "Call it Xiaorui, and I will publish it to Luzhou Daily in Lingzhou, capital of the capital, simultaneously."

Xiao Qingwu didn't even raise his head: "It's better than calling Sanhao Xue Sheng by an obscure name... Ouch, it hurts..."

Xue Mu grabbed her ears and said, "You deceive the master and destroy the ancestor..."

Xiao Qingwu apologized and smiled: "When it comes to bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, there is nothing as powerful as the master who held down the ancestor and slapped him. This is all because the master set an example and taught well."

Xue Mu couldn't help laughing: "Lazy girl, you can also press Master down and bang him. Master has no objection."

Xiao Qingwu clenched his small fist in front of his chest in a cute way: "Master, now that the world is in order, do you have any new works to remember?"

"There are no books, but songs." Xue Mu said: "This is also the last song I wrote in this life."

Luo Qianxue became interested: "What song?"

Xue Mu turned his head and looked at the vast sea with its vast expanse of waves. The afterglow of the sunset cast a golden light on the sea, and Xia Wenxuan's fishing line swayed with the waves.

He sat down on the side of the ship, tapped the rhythm, and sang at the top of his lungs: "The sea laughs, and the tide surges on both sides of the bank. The ups and downs are recorded with the waves. The sky laughs, and the tides in the world come one after another. God knows who will lose and who will win..."

Xia Wenxuan's hands trembled slightly and he looked up at Xue Mu's singing voice. Ye Guying looked up and smiled softly.

The ship has sailed farther and farther, Xue Mu's shadow is blurred, and the singing in the waves is long and distant, as if coming from the horizon.

"The country laughs, the mist and rain are far away, and the waves wash away the common things in the world. How much do you know about the common things in the world? The breeze laughs, but it makes you feel lonely, and your pride is still shining in the evening. The common people laugh, no longer lonely, your pride is still smiling foolishly..."