In the school building, the atmosphere fell from excitement to the bottom. Everyone was seeing the highlights and expected to know what happened that night hundreds of years ago, but they encountered ruthless interruptions.
No, it's not out of context, it's basically a eunuch.
"Are you sure this is the last page of the letter? There will be no more after that?" A doctor asked reluctantly.
Another person next to him slapped the table and said angrily: "The Taoist sect is really petty. Since it is public, it is better to just publish it. It is like this that only part of the letter is published, but the key points are hidden. It is really disgusting."
"That's right, that's right." Everyone shared the same hatred and cursed the Taoist sect for not being the son of a human being.
At this time, Huang He picked up the "Huayang Biography" that had been thrown aside - because it was to be circulated separately, the letter part was torn out, and the rest was the biography described in a timeline.
He turned to the torn part, took a few glances and said happily: "The letter is indeed gone, but doesn't it record the follow-up in words?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then swarmed over and surrounded him. Their heads were gathered together to watch the follow-up:
"In the seventy-eighth year of Qianyuan, after the demon-slaying event, he returned to the sect to practice. That month, an elder from the Dongxuan Sect came to visit. Hua Yang furiously slashed him with his sword. The marriage was broken, and he was fined and banned from the mountain for three years."
"In the same year, the son of the leader of the Xihai Sect was assassinated by Li Yang. The Taoist Alliance was furious and accused Li Yang of colluding with the demon clan and breaking the alliance. They issued a blood-kill order, which caused a sensation."
"In the 81st year of Qianyuan, Hua Yang came out of seclusion. In the same year, his father, the head master, fell seriously ill and died. Hua Yang took over as the head master."
"In the 82nd year of Qianyuan, the Taoist Alliance surrounded and killed Zhenren Liyang in Zhuohe River. Huayang led the sect to go there. When they arrived, the hunt failed and they were not seen."
"In the eighty-third year of Qianyuan, Huayang broke through and destroyed Dongxuan Sect. In the same year, he heard the traces of Liyang and rushed there, but failed to return."
…
"In the sixth year of the Universiade, Liyang Zhenren was besieged and killed by the eight major sects and powerful men of all ethnic groups on the top of Jieshan Mountain. After three days and four nights of bloody fighting, the coalition forces were wiped out. Liyang was seriously injured and his foundation was damaged. He knew that his life span was not long, so he went to Jieshan Mountain. The sword cut through the sky, and the light of the sword chilled the Western Province."
"In the ninth year of the Universiade, the leader of the Xihai faction colluded with the demon clan. The Taoist alliance withdrew the accusation of Li Yang. In October, Huayang Zhenren went to Jieshan alone to worship and break the sacred realm. In December of the same year, he went to the Taoist alliance general altar and continued Defeat the five major alliance leaders, dissolve the Taoist alliance, establish the 'Taoist Sect', and become the leader of the Taoist order in the world."
…
"In the thirty-fifth year of the Universiade, Hua Yang, the first headmaster of the Taoist sect, passed away at home. He never married, so he passed on to the first disciple at the age of 421."
"End of the text."
In the school building, as Huang He turned to the last page, he realized that the originally noisy environment had quieted down at some point. All the doctors were silent, as if they were immersed in the biographies.
Different from the letters, the following chapters are all descriptive sentences, telling the life of the Huayang leader according to the timeline.
But everyone's thoughts were not on this, and they finally found the ending of the story between the lines.
"Are the rumors that Master Liyang was framed true?" Someone suddenly spoke in the quiet atmosphere.
There are indeed similar stories circulating in the market, saying that there was a war between the two clans in the past, and a traitor appeared in the "Tao Alliance" that led the human cultivation world, and they planned to ambush Li Yang, which also led to the famous "Battle of the Boundary Mountain".
But perhaps this period of history is not glorious, and after thousands of years, relevant rumors are not widespread.
It wasn't until "Huayang Biography" was released that they were able to get a glimpse of that buried history.
Extrapolating from this, it is not difficult to guess the truth of the past:
After the demon-slaying event, Hua Yang returned to the sect disheartened, indicating that Li Yang did not take her away.
But the real reason is that Liyang Zhenren wanted to assassinate the alliance leader's son for revenge and did not want to involve her in the whirlpool.
Li Yang had been slandered and hunted for a hundred years, so it was naturally difficult for the two to exchange letters.
By the time the truth came to light, it was already too late.
"Alas." There was a sigh in the school building. The doctors were immersed in a sad atmosphere and scattered back to their seats.
Just like at the end of a movie, the audience leaves in silence.
"But I still want to know what happened that night." Dr. Zhao muttered, "The important point is still not written."
After a pause, someone else said: "There are also these letters. Why did these letters to Master Liyang come back? They shouldn't be in her hands."
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In the tenth year of Universiade, there will be heavy snow.
The vermilion door of the newly founded Taoist main altar was pushed open. Headmaster Huayang, wearing a green-grey Taoist robe, combing his short hair, and no makeup, walked down the snow-covered steps alone and looked ahead:
"How did you come."
Waiting outside the door was a somewhat bookish man, wearing a wide robe stained with ink, carrying a cloth bag filled with scrolls.
Painting sage Zhang Sengyao was silent for a moment and said:
"He left some things with me back then and said that he would give them to you one day when he dies."
Wei Huayang's originally indifferent face suddenly froze, as if the portrait came to life. Her hands hidden in her sleeves subconsciously clenched, she opened her mouth, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:
"It's...what?"
"I haven't opened it yet." Zhang Sengyao took out a red wooden box, handed it to her, then turned around and disappeared into the heavy snow.
Wei Huayang was left standing alone in the wind and snow. After a long time, she opened the wooden box and found that there were well-preserved envelopes inside, and the letter paper had turned yellow.
Those are all the letters she wrote to him, and they are returned in their original form today.
Suddenly, the top envelope was wet with tears, and an inaudible voice swayed in the cold wind:
"asshole."
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Qinglian Xiaozhu.
At the end of the song, everyone dispersed. Shi Jilun, Xue Hongjian and other students finished their lunch and said goodbye. Ji Pingan sent everyone away with a smile, and then closed the courtyard door.
He picked up the broom and carefully swept the courtyard, fed the koi in the lake, and sprinkled water on the black bamboo bush.
When he finished everything, he sat on the wicker chair under the peach tree again, covered his knees with a small blanket, picked up the carving knife in his left hand, and picked up the unfinished wooden doll in his right hand.
Start carving in earnest.
"Rustling." The wind blew through the bamboo forest, and fine wood chips fell, and the originally vague wood carving gradually took shape.
A bright red dress, short ear-length hair neatly combed, and thin eyebrows painted on her heroic face, which is very beautiful.
If the other students were still there, they would definitely scream out in surprise, because this wood carving clearly looks like that of Master Huayang, and is the same as any other.
Finally, Ji Ping'an picked up the carving knife and began to carve the doll's eyes. When he put the last stroke, the originally dull wood carving became alive and seemed to come alive.
Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface, and light shone in from the cracks. Finally, the light condensed into an illusory red dress, as warm as fire. Wei Huayang stood quietly under the peach tree, his young face full of complexity, just like back then.
Immediately, the illusory figure opened its arms, hugged the young man lying on the wicker chair, and disappeared into stars.
The spring breeze blew by, and the wooden figures were blown away into dust all over the sky.
Ji Ping'an closed his eyes and everything disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
After a while.
Ji Ping'an opened his eyes again and found that the courtyard door was pushed open and there was an uninvited guest outside.
