Although Zhang Liang and Gao Jiangao were not sworn brothers, they were no strangers at all.
That year, he followed his master's wishes and went to Dayan to see Prince Dan, and he often dealt with Gao Jianli. He originally thought that Jing Ke died in the imperial city, so this guy gave up.
Unexpectedly, in the winter morning, Li Xiuyuan woke him up to buy the coffin, and heard that Gao Jianli was about to leave outside the master's wooden house.
He was so frightened that he pulled Li Xiuyuan's sleeve tightly and asked, "You can save my Shuzi from death, can't you save Mr. Gao again?"
"No, I can't save him either."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the wind and snow on the mountain and sighed: "Don't talk nonsense after you go in. I will take him away later, and you can talk slowly with the master, and he will tell you everything."
Afraid that Gao Jianli wouldn't be able to hold on for long, Li Xiuyuan pulled Zhang Liang into the living room.
I thought Zhang Liang would cry when he saw Gao Jianli, but a faint smile appeared on Gao Jianli's face.
He said softly: "I didn't expect to see Zhang Liang again, thank you all."
Zhang Liang rushed forward and pulled open Gao Jianli's white robe, trying to find any trace of injury on his body.
"Mr. Li has already treated me." Gao Jianli slowly closed his eyes and said, "I have recovered physically, but my heart wants to find my brother. I have made up my mind."
Zhang Liang looked shocked. He now understood why Li Xiuyuan could not save this guy. It turned out that Gao Jianlixin was dead.
It can be cured by non-medicinal stones.
Zhang Liang gently covered him with his folded robe and said softly: "It's my fault that Zhang Liang disturbed Mr. Zhang."
Without waiting for anyone to reply, Gao Jianli showed a self-deprecating smile on his lips and murmured: "How can I blame you? I just want to die and it has nothing to do with you."
Opening his eyes and staring at Zhang Liang in front of him, Gao Jianli said seriously: "Stop thinking about Qin Ci, just let everything be in the past."
Somehow, Gao Jianli, who was about to leave, was afraid that Zhang Liang in front of him would avenge him and Jing Ke, so he impulsively went to die and comforted Zhang Liang.
Perhaps, in his eyes, Zhang Liang has an innocent heart just like him.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid for the time being." Zhang Liang looked at him and said quietly: "It's just that sir, you know that this thing can't be done, why don't you risk your life?"
The master shook his head in confusion. Although he was highly skilled in cultivation, he was not as crazy as Gao Jianli or as persistent as Zhang Liang in terms of worldly affairs.
Or it should be said that, like the mysterious old man who went to Tianshan, he has seen the way of a saint and no longer bothers to get involved in the wind and rain of the world.
"I told Jing Ke that if he dies, I will come."
Gao Jianli laughed gently, but Zhang Liang and his wife in the living room were shocked. What kind of determination and courage does it take to make such a decision?
But Li Xiuyuan knew that this was Gao Jianli's fate.
After thinking for a while, Li Xiuyuan looked at the Master and Zhang Liang and said, "There are only emperors in this world, not gods." Then he poured four more glasses of spiritual wine.
Carefully feed Gao Jianli a drink, then raise a glass to Master and Zhang Liang and say: "Come and drink this cup to see Mr. Gao off. I want to take him to the top of the mountain to see the world."
When the master heard this, he burst into tears and was speechless for a long time. He drank the spiritual wine in one gulp.
He murmured: "Don't ask about the past. There is no way back. Who in the world doesn't know you? Sir, go on well."
Without saying a word, Zhang Liang picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. He looked at the two of them and said, "I will accompany you two to the top of the snow-capped mountains! Send Mr. Gao off on his last journey."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "With your cultivation level, you can't go there now, so you and the Master can make tea here."
Gao Jianli waved his hand feebly and said with a smile: "I am satisfied to see Zhang Liang again, so I will let you accompany me on the last journey. Thank you all."
After hearing this, the master clasped hands with Gao Jianli and said, "The top of the snow mountain has never been climbed by anyone except Mr. Li in the Qin Dynasty. It is indeed a good place, sir, go well."
Zhang Liang looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "What should I do? Should I wait for you here?"
"Need not!"
Li Xiuyuan replied quietly: "You will go to the wine shop later. I'm afraid that the Yamen will search the whole city today, so you can keep an eye on the little tiger mother and son for me."
Zhang Liang understood that the living people in the family were more important, so he nodded immediately: "Okay, I will sit with the teacher for a while, and then I will go to the wine shop to wait for you."
Li Xiuyuan gently helped Gao Jianli up and carried him carefully on his back.
After he finished, he looked at the Master and said, "Master, you should also look at it a little bit. From the day we are born, we are born towards death."
After saying this, he did not even say hello to Zhang Liang, but carried Gao Jian on his back and left the living room, heading into the wind and snow step by step.
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"There are only emperors in this world, not gods."
The master walked outside the door, looked at their backs in the snow, and sighed.
He said quietly: "Gao Jianli was too crazy to understand the meaning of Mr. Li's words, so he died for his friends. Zhang Liang, do you understand?"
Zhang Renren shook his head and replied in a solemn voice: "Teacher, please help me clarify my doubts."
The Master sighed, turned around and walked into the living room.
As he walked, he said: "As long as King Qin is not a god, he will die one day, so why are you so anxious to line up and give away your lives?"
Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, and then he thought about what he had done with the big guy Yi Zhenxue, and he couldn't help but sigh as he looked at his back in the snow.
He said quietly: "At that time, if he didn't do what he thought he must do, would life really be worse than death?"
Even after he came to understand many truths, Zhang Liang still did not regret what he had done.
That was the memory of his life, the ideal of him, Canghai-kun and the three big guys. Sometimes, even if you die for your ideal, you will have no regrets.
The master's voice came from the living room: "I'm thirsty. Come in and make tea."
Zhang Liang heard a hint of trembling and loneliness in the teacher's voice. He was so frightened that he quickly replied: "Teacher, you have to be more open-minded. You are not him. I am here."
As the Master said, the Great Qin Empire thought that no one would climb to the top of the snow-capped mountains in front of them, because this is the restricted area of life.
Not to mention mortals, not even gods and ghosts want to set foot in this place.
Therefore, there is no road here at all, only the wind and snow blowing in the sky, blowing Li Xiuyuan's long black hair, and making Gao Jianli's long hair dance wildly.
Lying on Li Xiuyuan's back, Gao Jianli said softly: "Back then, Boya and Ziqi were not allowed to see each other in the end. It's enough that I can cause trouble to you sir at the last moment."
Li Xiuyuan frowned at this time and said something Gao Jianli couldn't understand.
"Master, this is not a time to test the disciples. Please open a way for us to reach the top of the mountain. I want to take my brothers to the highest mountain..."
"Buzz!" sounded in Gao Jianli's ears.
At this moment, everything in the world, including the wind and snow, stopped, and everything became still.
Just like Li Xiuyuan took the two little dragons and the little Ling'er on the Youhe River, time stopped in an instant!
A black stone step appeared at Li Xiuyuan's feet, which was wider, cleaner, and more solemn than the three thousand stone steps Watson took at Wentian Peak.
There is no golden light filling the sky, nor snow and fog filling the sky.
Everything stopped, and there were only two people left in the world, following the stone steps to the sky.
Gao Jianli looked at everything in front of him and was speechless. Li Xiuyuan stepped on the stone steps and said softly: "Thank you both."
Under the green pear tree, Lao Shang sighed and said leisurely: "I thought this guy was used to love, hate and separation in the world, but I didn't expect that he would still have a moment of insanity."
The old Taoist priest looked at Li Xiuyuan who was heading towards the top of the snow-capped mountains step by step, and murmured: "If he is not like this, he is not worthy of being my disciple, nor is he worthy of traveling around in the long river of time."
"It's very rare to be affectionate, righteous and responsible, to still abide by the laws of heaven in that world, and to be able to endure not to disturb the acquaintances under Jiuyou."
The old monk sighed and said: "I thought that even if he couldn't save that guy at the last moment, he would not hesitate to go into the Netherworld to find that boy Jiang and do something for him..."
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The old Taoist priest shook his head and said: "He knows that he owes too many favors. Jiuyou also has its own laws. Reincarnation may not be a good thing."
"He returned from Kamigawa, and after understanding the way of life and death, he became more mature..."
The old Taoist priest thought for a moment and said, "I'm just doing him a small favor, so that he can still have the strength to look at the world from the top of the snow-capped mountains."
The old monk clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, that's so good."
On the stone steps, time stopped for the two of them at this moment, and even Master and Zhang Liang in the mountainside wooden house could not hear the sound of wind and snow.
Zhang Liang was puzzled for a moment, put down the tea cup in his hand, moved outside the living room, looked up to the top of the snow mountain, trying to find the two people in the wind and snow.
Just one glance made him freeze, and he could only murmur: "Teacher, come out and see the gods."
The master trembled when he heard the words, and immediately put down the tea cup, walked outside the door and looked up... and saw the wind and snow between the sky and the earth standing still in front of their eyes like a beautiful picture.
In the wind and snow, there is a black stone step leading from the mountainside to the top of the snow mountain.
There was no sound of wind, no snowflakes falling, and even the Master was frozen in an instant.
Looking at the stone steps that looked like the road to heaven, the Master murmured: "Who said there are no gods in the world? It's just that gods never bow their heads for mortals."
Zhang Liang sighed: "Teacher, it was my brother who moved God, and you said that my brother is a god?"
The master thought for a while and replied quietly: "He shouldn't be a god, otherwise he wouldn't be watching Gao Jianli's vitality gradually fade away."
passed away, and there was nothing that could be done. "
Zhang Liang sighed again: "It seems that my Shuzi is indeed very lucky."
The master said: "Who says it's not the case? You have to listen to my husband and don't be impulsive and stupid again. Living is more important than anything else."
Zhang Liang looked at the two people on the stone steps and replied: "I listened to the teacher and husband and stopped messing around."
On the stone steps, Gao Jianli seemed to have some strength and asked Li Xiuyuan, "Sir, why did the wind stop and the snow stop falling?"
Li Xiuyuan looked up at the top of the mountain and said quietly: "Because Mr. is here."
He did not tell anything about his master, the old Taoist priest. Those things were too far away for Gao Jianli and were unnecessary.
As long as he could take Gao Jianli to the top of the snow-capped mountains at the last moment and let him see this side of the world, that would be enough.
The old monk looked at the two people on the stone steps and asked the old Taoist priest: "Tell me, for the dying violinist, what is the most important thing in this world?"
The old Taoist priest replied calmly: "The persistence of his inner beliefs, the promise to his dead friends, and the last confession to his close friend."
The old monk nodded in agreement. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "So, what about your disciple? What is the most important thing to him?"
The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed lightly: "I really haven't thought about this, but I know that kid's temper."
"Come and listen, I would like to hear the truth." The old monk raised his head and asked seriously.
The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said with a strange smile on his face: "If you don't believe it, ask him personally someday. If my guess is correct, it must be those three words."
"Which three words?" the old monk asked again.
The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "It depends on your mood."
