You Que put his hoe on the ground and looked over alone.
Lou Junlan bowed her hands politely: "I am visiting your mansion today. I am fascinated by the heroic appearance of my senior, so I came to visit you... I wonder if your senior is welcome?"
You Que had no expression on his face: "What do you think?"
Lou Junlan was not embarrassed at all. She turned to You Qinwei and said, "Mr. You, I wonder if it would be convenient for me to have a chat with Senior You Que alone?"
With Lou Junlan's character, whatever is inconvenient must be facilitated. You Qinwei understood this, so he said openly: "Miss Lou, if you want to speak up, what else is inconvenient?"
Saying that, he was about to leave.
"I said." You Que said quietly, "Don't you need to ask my opinion?"
You Qinwei looked at him: "Then would you like to chat with Miss Lou for a while?"
"I don't want to." You Que said simply.
"Oh." You Qinwei turned and left.
You Que raised his hand, as if to call the person to stop, and finally stopped there, looking at Lou Junlan with some regret: "It's really a waste of time. This old man was very kind to me before, and treated me like a fool." My grandson Peng doesn’t even care about my life or death now.”
"Senior hasn't left yet." Lou Junlan reminded: "As long as the person is still there, the tea will get cold."
You Que's eyes were deep: "Thank you, young people nowadays are really becoming more and more good at chatting."
Lou Junlan looked at him: "Oh? Have you come into contact with any other young people, senior?"
You Que said nonchalantly: "There is a man named You Shirang who always comes over to scold me for a while."
Lou Junlan frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, that's your nephew, right?"
You Que laughed: "His level of swearing is far worse than his father's."
Lou Junlan did not smile. She knew that You Shirang's father was You Que's biological brother. He is dead now. He died in the Jingmu War the year before last.
She thought for a while and said: "It is said that the senior has a withdrawn temperament. When I saw him today, it was very different from the rumors."
"That's not wrong." You Que said seriously: "Everyone is moving forward, but I am regressing. Everyone is in groups, but I am alone. I am different from everyone else, doesn't it mean I am lonely?"
Lou Junlan's eyes swept over the chickens in the garden. They were pacing by themselves, lowering their heads to peck at food, carefree: "I found that in the senior's yard, both chickens and dogs are very quiet."
You Que said calmly: "It will embarrass me if I disturb others."
Lou Junlan said meaningfully: "Senior's patience with idiots is really good."
"It's just nothing to care about..." You Que smiled and said, "Maybe I'm the fool?"
Lou Junlan said: "It seems that in the eyes of seniors, I am also one of those idiots."
"Don't always call me senior, just You Que." You Que waved his hand: "How can a useless person be worth the visit of a building girl?"
He didn't deny the idiot's statement. Fortunately, Lou Junlan didn't care either.
"This autumn military patrol was not my intention. Coming to Taiping City these days was not in my plan. But everything happened naturally, and I arrived here at the right time." She still looked at You Que, slowly He said slowly: "I guess someone wanted me to see something."
"What is it?" You Que asked.
Lou Junlan said: "Besides you, senior, what else is there to see in this Taiping City?"
You Que laughed dumbly: "Watch me hoeing the ground?"
Lou Junlan also smiled: "It's not a bad idea."
You Quezhen continued to hoe the ground, moving as skillfully as an old farmer.
Lou Junlan just watched silently.
Hoeing is hard work, and sweat gradually drips into the soil.
You Que hoeed, and finally said while hoeing: "I have also been young and flamboyant, and I have loved and hated. But it was all a long time ago, and I have forgotten all about it. So many years have passed, and I don't Who knows who still cares about me so much.
"But I want to say, it doesn't matter. Nothing in this world is important, and I can forgive anything. Laugh at me if you want, scold me if you want to scold me. Remember to close the door when you leave, that's it. "
He focused on his land and didn't look up.
Lou Junlan walked out silently. When she reached the door, she said, "There may be someone who doesn't remember to close the door, but that person won't be me."
You Que just said: "What a polite girl. You will have good luck."
Lou Junlan closed the door and left the lonely courtyard alone.
You Que didn't seem to have any cultivation, but his overall state was lonely and calm.
A small courtyard protected his heart. It seems that he has completely recovered from the trauma of that year.
She was thinking, who on earth is still thinking about You Que? And who is it that wants to invite her, Lou Junlan, to be the audience? I wonder how many chairs are prepared here, whether the script is exciting enough, and whether the characters are big enough?
Not long after walking along the grassy path, I met You Qinwei waiting here.
"Have you finished chatting?" You Qinwei asked.
Lou Junlan nodded: "Senior You Jinglong is a transparent person... Do you want to take a look, Mr. You?"
Of course You Qinwei understood what she meant. This was to check You Que's safety. She lived in such a remote place and was ignored by no one. Don't let something happen and involve her, Lou Junlan.
He didn't look back, he just led the way and said casually: "Don't watch. Even if something happens to You Que, we won't bother to pursue it. Miss Lou will not be involved in any way."
Lou Junlan continued to walk forward and said as if unintentionally: "Mr. You, aren't you curious about what we talked about?"
You Qinwei only said: "Twenty-four years."
Twenty-four years later, everything that can be done has been done and everything that needs to be said has been said.
Then he said no more.
…
…
The courtyard door is closed.
The dog by the wall lay down again and continued to take a nap.
The chickens in the ridges are still pacing, never anxious.
It's like nothing happened.
You Que is still hoeing the ground.
Hoeing is not a performance, it is a part of life.
Twenty years of life.
He slowly plowed the ground, removed the grass, watered it, put away the farm tools, and washed his hands carefully.
The palms that were once as fine as jade, radiant to the bone, and once "shocked the dragon" are now no different from the hands of an ordinary old farmer. Covered with calluses, rough and ugly. The black in the wrinkles seemed to be covered in paint and could not be washed away at all.
He just washed it silently, rubbing it knuckle by knuckle. Finally, I took a brand new cloth and wiped the water droplets off my hands.
He brought a low bamboo stool and sat next to the sleepy dog.
The bamboo stool was made by himself after cutting down bamboo. He usually sits like this, washing vegetables, peeling corn and so on. If you want to bask in the sun, you still have to move the deck chair out of the house.
This dog is already very old. It takes a lot of effort to do anything. It can lie down but never stand up. I just got up to "cheer", but I am afraid that I have risked my life.
He reached out and touched the old dog's head. The old dog closed its eyes and grinned, seeming to enjoy it very much.
Just touch and touch gently like this.
Until the chickens had returned to their cages, until night fell...the old dog's breathing stopped, so he stopped.
You Que is not sad.
He could see "Shou" and knew the old dog's "death date" a long time ago.
It is a happy thing for a dog to live until its death. The same is true for people.
He thought he would no longer care about this.
But he had to admit that the silent courtyard at night was indeed lonely.
He just sat on the low bamboo stool in front of the door, his hand on the dog's head, motionless, looking ahead alone.
How long do we have to wait?
Damn it, it was close to the time when he usually fell asleep, and he was already a little sleepy.
…
King Bian Cheng and King Qin Guang, two of the most powerful Yamas in Hell's No Gate, who were taking great strides towards becoming the world's number one killer organization, came to visit at this time.
King Bian Cheng swaggered open the door and walked in, taking control of his sight and sound as a matter of course.
But he found that the middle-aged man with a shabby appearance sitting in front of the door was still looking at him blankly.
He calmly took a step to the left, and the man's eyes moved accordingly.
The situation is not good...
If the human hero Jiang Wang were here, he would say hello politely and say a few words before leaving.
But he was as cold as King Bian Cheng. He just said coldly, "We went to the wrong place" and turned around.
But... boom! The courtyard door is closed, blocking the way out.
King Bian Cheng turned around silently, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.
Compared with King Bian Cheng's upright appearance, King Qin Guang turned into a ray of blue light, swaying in the basin of water where You Que washed his hands. It is swaying quietly...
"Every time I wash my hands in this basin of water, they are full of dirt." You Que said calmly.
A wisp of green light emerged from the water, transforming into the majestic King Qin Guang.
He stood in the courtyard, right between King Bian Cheng at the entrance of the courtyard and You Que at the entrance of the house. There were vegetable fields on both sides.
There was a trace of complaint on Qingjun's face: "Didn't you tell me earlier?"
You Que looked at the masks on their faces: "Are only two of the ten great Yamas here?"
King Qin Guang said honestly: "I arranged the operation according to the highest budget. Assuming that you have returned to the gods... I didn't expect the buyer's information to be so unreliable."
You Que said slowly: "Someone wants to use you to test me."
Who wants to test You Que? And why do you do this?
"Who is so bad?!" King Qin Guang turned around angrily: "I'll go find him!"
But You Que behind him said: "Now that you're here, kill me."
He stopped petting his dog, stood up from the bamboo bench, and said goodbye to this small courtyard tonight. His momentum rises infinitely, soaring into the dragon, inner palace, outer building... God comes?
No! Dongzhen!
After living alone for more than twenty years and being abandoned by the world, he is actually a real person in this world!
His long hair began to fly, and his coarse linen clothes made a rustling sound: "Otherwise, I will kill you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, no, before he finished speaking, there was a green light swimming around him.
His coarse linen clothes will rot, his fur and flesh will fall off, and even the air he breathes is destroying itself...
And a sword suddenly appeared and penetrated his heart!
After the sword appeared, King Bian Cheng appeared wearing a mask of Yama and holding a sword.
The sword that escaped Yi Shengfeng's senses!
A silent but earth-shattering sword strike.
It was successfully reproduced in the Mysterious World, and now it is even better.
Mistu is not as good at shielding against crises as it is at whim.
But whether it was hearing or visual knowledge, Yi Shengfeng was far inferior to Jiang Wang today.
King Bian Cheng has been able to completely make his opponent "see out of sight and hear out of hearing", truly killing the "senses"!
You Que, who showed the power of Dongzhen, just stared at the Yama mask in front of him with the word "Bian Cheng" engraved on it. He spit out blood and praised: "What a spell! What a sword!"
Then he lost his breath and fell backward.
He died just like that!
It is true that King Guang of Qin and King Bian Cheng are both powerful men in the divine presence, and they are both confident that they dare to break into the dragon pool and the tiger's den, and they dare to take action against the Dongzhen monks.
But with Dong Zhen's cultivation, he would die in one blow! ?
This can't be said to be a conspiracy. The word "conspiracy" has even been engraved on his face.
King Bian Cheng, who sheathed his sword, looked at each other with King Qin Guang, whose eyes had just turned green, and they both understood each other's eyes——
The situation is not good, run!
King Qin Guang turned into a ray of blue light and escaped quietly.
King Bian Cheng directly reversed the light and flew across the sky.
All sounds disappeared. Lying in the courtyard were the silent bodies of You Que and the dog.
Almost as soon as King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng left and fell on the threshold of You Que's body, a golden figure suddenly sat up, and suddenly the golden light disappeared, revealing another You Que.
This is the soul.
What are the key steps for God to come to Dongzhen?
It uses the divine soul as the core, the Taoist dragon as the body, and they are integrated into one body. The spirit is used to refine the spirit and become the "primordial spirit" of the Yuanshen Sea!
The power of the soul, the power of spiritual consciousness, and the power of the soul are all manifestations of the power of the soul. It might as well be regarded as the three levels of the power of the soul. The root is still the soul.
Just like whether it is Youmai, Zhoutian, Tongtian or Shenlin, although there are different realms, it is still the physical body.
What is "Yuan"? The beginning of all things.
This step of cultivating the soul is a step forward from the "god of man" to the "god of the world".
This god is not a deity.
God's presence means "I am like a god coming to the world", and the emphasis is on "I".
Dongzhen is "the truth that penetrates the world," emphasizing the outer body and the practitioner's understanding and even control of the world.
You Que stepped out of the small courtyard in one step, dressed in black and with a mask on his face. He raised his hand to silence the sound of the entire You family's old house.
Then slowly began to walk out.
He was not in a hurry because he wanted to give those little killers some time to escape.
And all the people who appeared in his field of vision, regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, close or distant, could not remember...all fell down one after another.
At first no one knew about the killing until the bodies were scattered everywhere.
As the strongest person in the You family's old house, You Qinwei, who stayed behind at the ancestral hall, mobilized his true energy and stepped out of the door as soon as he noticed the spread of death.
A slap pressed down on his face and pushed him back to the ancestral hall.
Even though his energy and blood are flowing like a tide, even though his strength is not simple, even though he uses the secret method of fighting for his life that his brother You Qinxu left behind back then, he still can't move!
But he didn't want to move anymore.
He recognized the palm.
The old man's eyes peeked out from between his fingers, staring at the man wearing the mask - "It's you!"
The man said calmly: "It's me."
At this moment, You Qinwei's eyes were extremely complicated, and in the end he just said: "I hope you are right."
Then he was gently pushed to the ground, and his life was gone.
Typos in the previous article have been corrected.
You Que's meeting on the Yellow River was in 3896.
Zuo Guanglie's term was 3909.
Jingguo's War of Defeat and Defeat was in 3898.
(End of chapter)
