Gradually, the red sun sets in the west. Falling into the infinite vastness of the horizon. Another white moon shadow appeared in the western sky, like yarn and wadding, rising slowly with the drifting clouds.
In the Natural Gate, everyone mourned silently under the leadership of General Manager Gongsun. On the main table of the memorial hall, there is the Fengyun Sword of **Shuo, surrounded by auspicious smoke. An elegiac couplet was written on the case saying:
Drink proudly in the wind and snow thousands of miles away, and watch the red plum blossoms bloom proudly.
Who is crazy about Wan Duan Rouchang, coming to welcome the fragrance of the rivers and mountains.
After everyone knelt in front of Shuo Ling's case for a long time, Manager Gongsun slowly stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and called everyone to stand up again, saying: "Although the master of the sect has passed away, our natural sect will still work together and make a desperate effort to rebuild." Fengyun is so proud of his blood that he will light up the gates of nature. He will not let traitors take advantage of them."
Tie Zhongjie said: "The most urgent thing is to ask the young sect leader to succeed me as the leader of the Natural Sect. Tie and General Manager Gongsun will share the internal and external affairs, and the other disciples will live in their own ways. What do you think?"
Everyone said in unison: I am willing to follow the hard work of dogs and horses, and I vow to live and die with the gate of nature. Gongsun Zhuo and Tie Zhongjie nodded secretly after hearing this, and everyone dispersed to make arrangements later.
The night gradually deepened. Everyone had retired except for the night watchman. Du Yuerong was still guarding in front of the mourning hall. The shadow of the candle was deep, reflecting Yuerong's numb and helpless figure. With a long sigh, Yuerong presented the obituary he had already prepared in front of Shuo Shuo's spiritual throne. He silently chanted in his heart:
The floating clouds are changing, the curtains are hanging with beads and embroidery, and I feel the fragrance of books. The day when I paint bamboos and chant the moon, and write flowers and grass. Drunk and lying in the mountains,
The period of expressing one's feelings through music and music. Unexpectedly, the universe is different, and the yin and yang are changing. The passing years are like a night of stars and frost, leaving behind my father.
The benevolent knight is full of spirit and generous. Sadness leaves a heroic soul thousands of miles away. At night, I hear the chirping of the maple forest outside the window. Wake up from your fishing sleep by the stream,
The frightening dream of admiring the moon among the broken flowers disturbs the love of playing the flute under the willows. Now I open my sleepy eyes and look back painfully at the memory of the past. How can I forget about today and yesterday after all the red tears have been shed?
I once heard Aunt Wu say: My father is not a family member of the world. The sea of clinker is ruthless, and Wushan is filled with hatred. Rivers and lakes travel thousands of miles to the end of the world,
The infatuated heart wanders around in other dreams, leaving only the chivalrous love to respect Sichuan and the wilderness, and the loyal heart to offer Chanjuan. In the Xingyue Pavilion, there are thousands of cold stars, beautiful
Who will be alone in the tent? I have been pitiful for the wind and rain on the windows and eaves for twenty years, and let the sword be cold and the sword is cold. People once said: famous all over the world, praised in all nine states.
How do you know that your heart has been broken?
Thinking about those days, if God promised to meet each other, why would the theory of the natural gate come about now, let alone the need to fight with swords in the spring and autumn, waiting for the sweetheart in the dream.
However, when traveling in the world, he showed his chivalry and pride, and when he established a sect, he showed his benevolence and generosity. Use the long sword to subdue demons and protect the way, stretch the iron arms to eradicate traitors
Evil, this is the end of the world. When I think about calling my husband again, I drink the residual wine of lovesickness, even though the world is turned upside down, I still don't change my feelings. This faithful husband's letter
also. On the day he became a father, he was alone, pregnant, separated and grieved, so he passed on rituals based on the customs of the sun and the moon. This is all the father's responsibility.
Ten thousand people admired him both inside and outside Yushan River. Up and down the river, brothers worship. My heart is happy. It is so sad today that everything in the world of mortals and water
If the jade is extremely pure, fish will be disgusted with it; if the jade is extremely pure, it will have bad blemishes. Therefore, mosquitoes and flies ridicule the hard work of bees, but it is only sweet to people. The cricket beetle mocks the silkworm for its lack of desire. Who is it weaving for?
What's more, my heart, which is so worthy of being cleansed from dust and dirt, has been slandered by insects, snakes, ghosts and foxes. The quality of the green lotus is broken at this waist, and the love of the swan finally ceases.
Rong cried out heartbrokenly, but there were no more tears. How can I express my farewell feelings when I am in mourning? The long night is cold and sleepless, but the feeling of holding a candle to invite the bright moon has been vividly remembered.
Still vivid in my mind. The heroic ambitions of a glass of wine are particularly touching to my heart. Unfortunately, the promise of a good dream garden cannot be extended to the banquet of the heroes. In the autumn of leisurely maple leaves, who
Following the cool words. Look at the dead wood and the flying magpies, lingering for a long time. I can hear the geese flying across the blue sky, making me cry. The willow silk feels weak and the peach blossoms are hurt and fluttering
fall. Prosperity and frustration, loneliness and sadness!
Thinking about the embarrassment of today, I am afraid that the sun will set in the country and the moon will be dark in the sky. The first scroll of the universe was decided by me. Begin to believe that life is unpredictable
Smoke. When you stand on the sea, you know how weak you are; when you step on the mountains, you know how confused you are. Where to go? Where can I go? It’s time to face the father’s spirit, which has not yet reached its full size.
The filial piety is gone, and the tears are flowing from the pulse. The child has no face, the child is speechless.
Yuerong recited the eulogy in her heart and burned it in front of her father's grave. While burning it, she kept thinking. He sighed: "I have only seen my mother's voice and smile in paintings in my life, and I don't know where she is now? Where does she live? Now my loving father has returned to the west again. The sky was originally clear and clear, but suddenly it became windy and rainy. Sudden. There is nothing more tragic than this in life.
There is a poem commenting on the calamity of the natural gate in the daytime:
Yesterday I had a peaceful dream, but today I am drowned in the waves. Silent tears, two boundless underworlds.
It is difficult for the flowers to open their stamens. Where is the full moon? After hearing Linglongyu, how can I go to Xiao Ran?
Yuerong's whole body was still numb, and he didn't know how he moved his body back to his room. Tonight, he couldn't sleep, thinking that the beautiful scenery of yesterday suddenly became like a dream, and was about to be destroyed by the wind and smoke. Life is like a dream, life is not a dream either.
Yue Rong was in a daze when she suddenly saw the light of fire flickering outside, the chaos of life, and the faint sounds of killing. Yuerong didn't know what was going on, so she opened the door and went outside to take a look. She saw the flames outside and the shadows of swords and swords coming into view. Governor Yuerong was in trouble. Busy He came to the door and sat on the chair in fright.
Just as he was getting suspicious, the door was suddenly broken open. A dozen men in black broke into the house together carrying Xue Linlin's steel knives. Yuerong screamed in fright and hurriedly retreated. At this time, the sword flashed again and blood flew everywhere. Another person broke in from outside the door, and in an instant, several assassins were killed by that person's sword. Yuerong saw that this man was covered in blood, and he looked carefully and it was Manager Gongsun.
Yuerong hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "General Manager Gongsun, what happened?" Gongsun Zhuo said hurriedly: "Jinhuo Hall came to my Natural Gate to sneak attack tonight. The disciples were unable to resist and were brutally killed by the thieves. It seems that our Natural Gate cannot escape this. Tribulation. The young sect master will leave the Natural Gate immediately, and we will definitely get together again in the future. I will ask Sixteen Xingzi to send you out. You must not stay here for a long time, and leave quickly!"
Saying that the assassins outside had arrived again, Gongsun Zhuo rushed out first, followed by Yuerong. He felt that the surroundings were full of blood, surrounded by people from Jinhuotang, who could not be defeated. Gongsun Zhuo and Yue Rong were so tired from killing that they almost wanted to hurt themselves. At this moment, Sixteen Stars arrived and killed the enemy together. Sixteen Xingzi opened the way in front, while General Manager Gongsun was guarding Yuerong. Soon he came to the gate of Natural Gate. There were many thieves from Jinhuo Hall here. Sixteen Xingzi fought hard to drive away the Jinhuo Hall people. Yuerong looked back. At this time, General Manager Gongsun had been dispersed and he didn't know where he was going. Yan Zhen came rushing from behind. Sixteen Xingzi said to Yuerong: "There are few people in front of the Jinhuo Hall, please go quickly!" After saying that, everyone cut down several Jinhuo Hall disciples, took away the horses, and let Yuerong take the first step. Yuerong immediately looked back and asked, "When can everyone leave?" Sixteen Xingzi said, "Master, please don't worry about us. We have our own way to escape. Please leave first!" After saying that, he patted his horse and let Yue go. Leave.
Yue Rong was bumpy and unstable on the horse and swayed away. At this time, the sky was dark and the stars and moon were dim. Yue Rong allowed the horse to walk freely in confusion, but he didn't know the way. He wanted to go and felt boundless. When he was walking, suddenly the horse's hooves were suspended in the air, but he felt the cold wind below steaming up, and the horse's body sank. When Yuerong was frightened, she turned around and grabbed to the side. Fortunately, a short tree was caught. Yuerong held on tightly, her body hanging in the air. When she looked back, the horse had already disappeared.
It turns out that the place where Yue Rong walked was a cliff. It's too much. Yue Rong reluctantly climbed up from the cliff, sat on the stone and gasped, thinking: "How dangerous it is, I almost died here!" While thinking about it, he suddenly heard a long laugh in the air, Yue Rong thought to himself when he heard this sound : "Hold on, Yan Zhen must have arrived!" This thought came to mind, and Yan Zhen really flew in front of him. Yue Rong was devastated at first sight.
Yan Zhen said: "You are rushing to a dead end. It seems that you really deserve to die today." Yue Rong knew Yan Zhen's methods and knew that he could not escape today no matter what. So he stood up and said, "Come and take my life." Yan Zhen said, "You know yourself, what else can you say?" Yuerong said, "I am not as skilled as others, and I will die without any complaints, but you can't do anything too much." Absolutely, the brave have no fear, but the benevolent are invincible. I just hope that you will let go of my disciples in the Natural Sect. If you meet the daughter of Wu Daxia in the future, please open your eyes. It is better for only one person to bear everything. Why hurt innocent people? What?" Yan Zhen looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "No one dares to negotiate terms with me. Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?" Seeing Yan Zhen like this, Yuerong said angrily: "Yan Zhen, since ancient times, evil has always prevailed over good. Sooner or later, someone will come to deal with you, and you will regret the heinous sins you have committed!" After saying that, Yuerong turned around and jumped off the cliff, bidding farewell to the endless dark night.
Flowers bloom and fall, and human souls leave together. Acacia has been beaten by wind and rain in the early days, and my heart is especially broken by frost at night. Who shares the same turmoil?
The sorrow in the dream cannot change yesterday's autumn. Everyone lives and dies at will at the end of the world, and life flows smoothly along the river. Don’t ask when will you take your day off?
