Nightfall

In the south of Chang'an, the autumn wind blows away, there are very few travellers, the sun flows through the clouds, the water is clear and waterless, and there is no warmth. There are two people saying goodbye in the pavilion beside the road. It is Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang.

"Ning is missing or hiccups. In short, there are no more people in the academy. Now the situation is tense and the academy needs to stand up. Since the idiots of Qinghe County have come to the door, there is no reason to use it. Except that you don't count, I It ’s the last place, and it ’s something to do before leaving. "

"You also know that Xiao is in a tight situation now. Although the Academy is not afraid, but it doesn't want to be in chaos in the world, why do you insist on leaving at such a moment?"

Chen Pipi looked at the young girl ’s pretty face and said, "You and I still need the elders at home to speak. I want to know what his father's attitude is."

Tang Xiaotang knows that Xiao Chenpipi ’s third volume of the troubled autumn chapter 109 is back. After his father was the legendary big man, his mood was extremely complicated, but now it is already calm. Ask Xiao: "If your father disagrees? "" The son who knows how to watch the subject wants to marry the girl of Mozong. No matter how you look at this matter, it seems that you will eventually go to the old path of sadness between so and so and so and so, crying blood or poison.

Chen Pipi said: "I asked him for his opinion, and respected my father from his son's standpoint. Since the teacher didn't object to us being together, it didn't matter whether he agreed or not. If he came back differently, could he still imprison me? ? Does he want to be beaten by the teacher again? "

Tang Xiaotang smiled and said Xiao: "How can anyone laugh at his father like this?"

Chen Pipi smiled and said, "Don't you have one in front of you?"

Tang Xiaotang asked Xiao again: "Do you go directly to the South China Sea, or do you go to Zhishou to watch first?"

The smile on Chen Pipi's face narrowed, and the expression dignified and said: "I will go to the watch first and then find a chance to go to the Xiling Temple to find out what happened to the Lanke Temple last year, and the Xiling Temple seems ready Sang Sang's identity is clear. If this thing really happened, Ning Que and Sang Sang would face an endless chase even if they reappeared in the world. Chapter three of the troubled autumn of Chapter 109 See if you can delay the time. "

Tang Xiaotang nodded and said, "When will you return?"

The sky suddenly dimmed, and a gust of wind rose, and gradually raindrops fell. Chen Pipi looked at Tingwai Qiuyu and said slightly, "I will come back before the first spring rain next year."

Tang Xiaotang said Xiao: "Treasure on that road."

Chen Pipi said, "If Ning Que is back, remember to notify me."

"How to inform you?" Tang Xiaotang asked Xiao.

Chen Pipi said: "Just look for Nanmen, and they contact Daomen the fastest."

Tang Xiaotang nodded and said, "Evil will be precious."

Chen Pipi turned around and walked out of the pavilion. When it was raining, he turned back again.

Tang Xiaotang looked at him and said with a smile: "Does this rain make you gonorrhea?"

Chen Pipi looked at her and said: "I can't get sick from my lovesickness after rain."

Tang Xiaotang was ashamed and blushed gradually, and then began to roll his sleeves habitually.

Chen Pipi bluffed and said, "You said two treasures in a row, and it seems that Yin wants me to leave?"

Tang Xiaotang bit his lower lip and refused to speak.

Chen Pipi was about to leave but always felt unwilling to live, and bravely stepped forward to hug her into his arms.

The girl was in her arms, but he did n’t have much complacency and intoxication, and she was stunned. Yu Guang paid attention to her two hands at all times, and found that although the girl ’s hands were extremely tight and still trembling slightly, there seemed to be no sign of her shot. Can't help but calm down, so she hugged her tighter and lowered her head.

I do not know how long it took, the two figures in the pavilion gradually separated.

Chen Pipi walked into the rain with pride and dryness, and did not look back and waved away.

From the pavilion, Tang Xiaotang looked at his wide back and waved his hands, his cheeks were flushed.

At this time, the autumn wind was low, but she didn't know whether her slightly disordered hair and mood were disturbed by the annoying autumn wind, or by that person.

Some people leave Chang'an, and naturally others return to Chang'an.

Shortly after Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang broke up from the pavilion, a couple held a green paper umbrella and walked into Liting in the autumn rain.

The wife is a beautiful young girl with a gentle expression and contentment between her brows and eyes. She looked at the Chang'an Xiongcheng in Yusi in a few miles away. She was shocked and whispered, "It's so high."

Her husband was a middle-aged man and smiled.

This man was dressed in a green shirt, with a gentle look and a graceful appearance. He raised his hands and throwed himself in a free and easy manner. If it was not a little girl behind her back, I don't know how many girls in Changan City would be killed.

The little girl was about two years old, her hands clenched tightly on the middle-aged man's clothes, and she raised her head hard against the distant city wall. Her eyes were black and white.

Qiu Yu took a break. The middle-aged man took his wife, carried his daughter, walked out of the pavilion with simple luggage, and walked toward the south gate of Chang'an City, gradually approaching. His footsteps did not change, but he seemed a lot lighter. .

There was silence at the south gate, but it was not without people.

On the contrary, there are many people in today's city gates, there are officers wearing armor, officers wearing prayer clothes, there are hundreds of green-skinned men in green clothes and green shoes who even know that they are not good, and even a superintendent.

Looking at the gate, the middle-aged man did not stop, but shook his head helplessly. His wife beside him was born in the country. Although he lived in the capital city of Dahe for two years and gained some insight, but where have I seen it? Such a large formation could not help becoming a little frightened, and unconsciously reached out to grab his sleeve.

Looking at a family of three who came to the gate, the crowd gradually became agitated, and even some Tsing Yi men's eyes became wet. A man wearing the uniform of the commander of Xiaoqiying Camp took the lead and followed by countless people. Going down, but their voices are not the same.

"Congratulations!"

"Goodbye big brother!"

"Second brother!"

"Mr. Spring Breeze Pavilion, follow me into the palace quickly. Your heart is waiting for you, Your Majesty!"

Returning to a family of three in Chang'an City in autumn rain, it was naturally Chunfeng Ting Chao Xiaoshu and his wife and daughter. He had planned to return to Chang'an with his family last fall, only because his daughter, Little Pumpkin, suddenly became seriously ill, the doctor ordered Can't get tired, so I extended the return period to this fall.

Chao Xiaoshu did not enter the palace with Grandpa Lin, and after meeting with his brothers, he went directly to Heng'er Alley, Chunfeng Pavilion in Dongcheng. The so-called Xiao Xiao was the first grandpa.

A group of people entered the old house of Chunfeng Pavilion, but the old lady Chao was simply too lazy to talk to his unfilial son. He took his granddaughter's eyebrows and smiled at the back garden to pick up the autumn fruit. After waking up in a series of shocks today, she was invited to the house by several women.

Looking at the brothers in the hall, Zhao Xiaoshu found that everyone had been painless and disaster-free in recent years, and he couldn't help but comfort. After a long time of reunion, it was natural that the scene of the wine's intersection was very lively. There was some silence, and that person was Chen Qi, the think tank most trusted by everyone.

Chao Xiaoshu knew that Chen Qi's silence often represented some very difficult things, but he was not going to discuss those matters tonight or even discuss that matter at all.

He quietly looked at the wine glass in the middle and suddenly asked Xiao: "Is Lao Bi Zhai still there?"

As soon as this remark came out, the banquet suddenly became very quiet. Chang San and others looked at Chen Qi and Qi Siye shook his head, seeming to have different views on certain things.

Chen Qizhi Xiao asked himself this question, turning his wine glass and saying: "The leases of all the rented houses in Lin 47 Lane have arrived, and all of them will be recovered, and it will not look dazzling."

Zhao Xiaoshu said calmly: "I don't care about other shops. I rented Laobi Zhai to him. If he doesn't come back, he will always rent it. No one wants to take it back."

At this time, Master Qi Si finally had the opportunity to intervene and said: "The dividends from the Xicheng Gambling House have always been calculated, and even the belt has survived for Mr. Thirteen, and the house in Yanming Lake has always been supported by brothers.

Nodded towards the small tree.

Chen Qi put down the glass in his hand and looked towards Zhao Xiaoshu: "If the evil rumor is true ... In fact, 90% of them are sure that the rumor is true. While no one is paying attention, the cutting should still be done. It should be done, we do n’t owe it, we have no reason to invite everyone to be invited because of him ”

"Seventh, you have always been the best evil person in our brothers' minds. Whether it was the lawsuit with the Hube Department or the military department, it was up to you to make suggestions and suggestions. Your Majesty appreciates you. You have already entered the military now. There are no mistakes in your ideas, and the old-fashioned words are important, and they make sense no matter when and where. "

Take the glass towards Xiaoshu, respect Chen Qi, and then slowly drink it.

Chen Qi sighed lightly. He knew the disposition towards his second brother. Once he started talking like this, it was equivalent to saying this thing. There was no room for turning around. He picked up the glass and drank it. He felt a bit bitter.

Sure enough, Chao Xiaoshu continued to say Xiao: "But Lin 47 Lane is not a public property of the Zhongzhong, it is my private property, so I still want to maintain it for the time being."

Chen Qi looked at his most respected elder brother, still a little unwilling, anxious and said happy: "This thing is too big, not to mention our fish dragon gang, even the court and the academy cannot withstand it."

Putting down the glass towards Xiaoshu and calmly saying: "Some things in the world have nothing to do with not being able to withstand it. It only depends on whether it should be. In the spring rainy night of that year, I invited Ning Que to go to the Spring Breeze Pavilion with me before Laobi Zhai. He did n’t ask who I was, but now I do n’t want to care about who he is. ”

Ning Que and Sang Sang have been missing for a whole year, and no one knows where Xiao went. It seems that they disappeared in this way. According to Xiao Li, the two of them must have died, and Changan Fu Yin had already issued a death document. However, in fact, many people believe that they did not die.

Some people do n’t believe that Ning Que and Sang Sang will die because they did n’t find their bodies in Lanke Temple. Some people do n’t believe that they do n’t want Ning Que and Sang Sang to die. Can't guess where they are now if they didn't die.

Not even the Master knew where Ning Que and Sang Sang were if they were not dead.

In the cliffs of the backyard of the academy, the Confucius is enjoying chrysanthemums, eating crabs and drinking yellow wine. Although chrysanthemum huā is somewhere in the mountains south of Chang'an, he still sees clearly.

"If the chessboard is another world, another space, then if the chessboard is destroyed, Ning Que and Sangsang will be destroyed naturally. If Qi Nian urged the time flow of the chessboard to succeed at the time, then one year in our world, these two poor The little guy on the chessboard is afraid that he has passed his third life. "

The Confucius picked up the lukewarm little jug and sipped his lips together. He snapped twice and said, "Neither one seems to be a good result, but the good news is that I do n’t think anyone can destroy it. That chess board, you know that it is something that the Buddha left to the monk in Xuankong Temple for life-saving, and I do n’t think Qi Nien, a little monk, has the ability to urge the time flow of the chessboard world to the extent that the chessboard is turned over. They should be alive, and stay in it for a short time, only to see when they can come out. "

Jun Yu sat on his knees next to the teacher and was using a very complicated set of tools to solve the crab meat for the teacher. Wen Yan said: According to Shushan who told Qishan after the incident, the chess board may only be opened by the teacher, the problem is us Now I don't even know where the chessboard is. "

The Master said, "The chessboard is on the chessboard."

Jun Yu immediately understood the meaning of this sentence, and raised his eyebrows slightly, saying: "Isn't this a circular death?"

The master shook his head and said: "Since it is a cycle, it will naturally endlessly, where will there be a death robbery, the chessboard itself will break this robbery number, but I don't know how long Qi Shan sets."

Jun Yu said: "The Xiling Temple is scheduled to sue the world three days later, and the essay has been sent over, stating that Sang Sang is the daughter of the Hades, and that the world Wu Tian believers are chasing and killing. There is no mention of the academy in the book, nor the younger brother. "

After a short pause, he continued to say Xiao: "Master Brother has been searching for younger brothers and Sang Sang in the world for a whole year. I don't know if he can find it, or if he can find it before the two cases of Buddha Xiao . "

The Master looked up at the autumn sky with drizzle and said Xiao: "If those monks and monks can really find Ning Que and Sang Sang before your brother, Xie can only say that this is really God's will."

Jun Yu had already solved a lake crab at this time, and Wei was in the plate, respectfully handed it to the teacher.

Confucius looked at the crab in the plate. It only seemed to be intact, but in fact the crab meat had been separated. Even the finest leg meat had been removed. He said: "The fun of eating crabs is to do it yourself, whether it is chewing or not. Careful, what fun is there in this situation now? "

Last fall, a scholar left Lanke Temple, and then he appeared in the wilderness in the deep west of the wilderness. In front of him were hundreds of exquisite Buddhist monks and deep realms. Those monks looked at this expression. Gentle, dusty scholars are like enemies.

In the wilderness, there was a voice that could only be described by the word magnificent. The voice first announced a buddha, and then asked indifferently: "Mr. Da comes to my Xuankong Temple, I do n’t know what you do?"

The brother said: "I have seen the first lecture, I want to know if you have seen my younger brother."

In the following three days, the bells in the hanging temple were masterpieces, the Buddha's light was magnificent, and the Qing shadow was drifting away. It seemed that there was wind in the temple. The evil scholars found nothing, and left.

In the spring of this year, the scholar visited the Seventy-two Great Temple of Yanyu in the Lunar Kingdom, and when a berry reached a temple, he would take a portrait of Ran from his arms and ask the monk in the temple: "You have seen my younger brother and this young man girl?"

In the summer, the scholar visited Song Guodao and found nothing.

In autumn, the scholar returned to Lanke Temple. The abbot of Lanke Temple asked the sea monk to mobilize more than a thousand laborers to dig up a few boulders in the temple. Then he stood in the ruin and watched the silence of the broken well. For a long time.

He always felt that it was his responsibility to know whether the younger brother was alive.

A moment later, he came to a very dilapidated Taoist temple, knocked on the door, and pulled out a portrait of the wrinkled evil Zhang from his arms. Looking at the old man in the temple, he coughed uncomfortably. Then the voice was dumb and asked Xiao: "If you are from Washan Township, have you ever seen these two?"

The old Xiaoshi didn't know what he was talking about, and he couldn't understand how the scholar knew that he was from the small town of Washan, and shook his head unawares. There was no disappointment on the scholar's face, calmly complained to the evil old man, turned around, and went towards the next place.

From autumn to autumn, more than three hundred days a year, the old master of the Academy looked for the traces of Ning Que and Sang Sang in the world. He went to 400 Buddhist temples, 2,100 Xiaoguan, and 47 cities. Zhushan, after reading all over the world, he was tired and gaunt, covered with wind and dust, but never stopped.

Autumn rain falls on Chang'an.

A cat was lying on the wall of Lao Bi Zhai, wet and screaming loudly against the sky, then jumped into the courtyard, walked into the bedroom familiarly, fell down after going to bed, and used the bedding to cover the rain Rub dry.

This small courtyard has been unoccupied for a long time, and the young man who hates to stone it badly doesn't know where he died, so the cat feels happy now.

It sleeps sweetly on a dusty bedding, sleeps on its stomach, sleeps on its back, sleeps with its tail, sleeps with its tail on its feet, sleeps on its four feet, changes its posture, and sleeps for many days. bored.

Cat flexed his two front legs ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Put his head on the soft claws, looking at the door slightly, suddenly felt lonely, and even began to expect to hear the sound of someone pushing the door. .

The servants in the house on the shore of Yanming Lake have been dismissed or returned to the academician's house. There is no light in the whole house, which seems extremely deserted. The lotus leaves in the lake are still remnant. He Ye still remembers the thunders of the past, and remembers the evil things of those days.

A cold sun hangs over the wasteland.

The yellow grass is frost, and the small fish with the thickness of **** surrounded by the pit, even if you want to get rid of it, the spitting foam will be frozen into ice particles in a short time, and suddenly, the shallow depression deep!

The wheels roared again.

A black carriage rushed out of the air, with a violent momentum, and fell heavily on the slightly hard wasteland ground. The speed continued to sprint forward very fast, as if it was trying to catch up with the distant sun!

(This chapter is Five Thousand Boys. In the next chapter, I do n’t know when Xiao will be able to write it. You do n’t have to wait. Go to bed early. I will continue to work hard to write it.) (To be continued !!!