collection of short stories

How could it be possible that Chi was unscathed, it was a blessing to be alive.

"That palace is really a good place. Your subjugated king only built one palace and that's where it is. It's very discerning. If you want to leave the other courtyard to see General Xu...it's not impossible..." Yao Wei Smiling, he leaned down and whispered four words in Lin Mingyi's ear, ""Zhanshu Tulu"."

Lin Ming tightened his shawl tightly, took a step back without any trace, and avoided the approach of the other party with malicious intentions.He made a gesture of invitation, and his voice was as calm as ever. "It's snowing, please come back, Your Majesty."

Yao Wei still wanted to go forward and say something, when suddenly a snowflake fell lightly before his eyes.He froze for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings were filled with flying white.Across a stone table, Lin Mingyi's eyes looked directly at him without flinching.Winners and losers are willing to gamble and admit defeat, and if he is sure, he wins.Yao Wei suppressed his unhappiness, turned and left.

If there is something wrong with this frail beauty, it would be a great loss not to get the "Zhanshu Tulu". On the other hand, Xu Xia will never let it go.That is not an honest and obedient family dog, but a real wolf.I still don't want to fight to the death with these two people.

After Yao Wei left, the book boy came out of the room tremblingly, and walked to Lin Mingyi's side.

"Son..."

"Just turn on the lamp in the wing room, you go to rest."

The book boy's eyes lit up. "Eh? Young Master, you have counted, General Xu, he..."

Lin Ming waved him to go quickly.He looked towards the door of the other courtyard and waited quietly.Not long after the lights in the wing came on, another figure emerged from the growing snowstorm.The man's steps were a bit heavy, he must have been injured, but at least he was still stable and calm.Lin Ming stepped forward quickly.

It's already here, today, he will come back.

-END-

Subsection [03]

If there was ever a chance, it must be now.

You say yes, teacher?

Lin Mingyi stared at the man standing in front of him, occasionally turning his head to the side with the same expression as when he first saw him.That calm look made me feel many times that as long as this person is around, I don't have to worry about anything.For a split second, he really thought that this time was the same as any previous time, that he could escape from a catastrophe.

The Bogu sword in Xu Xia's hand was like something alive, reaping the souls coming from all directions.Their endless screams could be heard from the purple flames burning nearby, and their resentment covering the sky covered the light of the Duanchang lamp.In those places that cannot be seen, the formation is still going on.It won't stop unless the caster undoes it himself, but the damn caster was 500 years ago, he's already dead and can't die anymore!

Soul tending array.

One step into it, and there will be no return for all eternity.

Rumors say this, no, not only rumors, even "Li Yuan Jing" is written like this.When she realized that Lin Ming was forced to step into this formation, Xu Xia knew that she would not make the second choice.Without even thinking about it, he just rushed in.How could he just watch Lin Mingyi being swallowed up by this group of ownerless souls? !He doesn't care about the eternal homelessness!Simply cutting down the group of souls in front of him neatly, Xu Xia got less than half a minute to breathe.

"Big Xu." Lin Mingyi called him.

Xu Xia turned her head and saw the man looking at her calmly, holding half a book in his hand.Just because of this half of the book, that guy fell into the soul-hunting array.

"After you go back, you must forget about me early." Lin Mingyi smiled, unconsciously clutching the half of the book in his hand tightly.

"Are you stupid?" Xu Xia was stunned, he was almost amused, "Can I get away? The two of us are grasshoppers on a vine, okay?"

"Then why did you jump in!" Lin Mingyi took a deep breath.He wanted to know the answer, but he didn't want to know.Because whatever the answer is, it doesn't mean much to a dying person.

Xu Xia just raised the corner of her mouth. "Would you be scared if you were alone?"

I thought this guy would refute it by saying something like it was impossible, but Lin Mingyi rarely said anything.He looked at himself, his bright eyes seemed to use all his strength to remember himself, and suddenly he showed a smile.Lin Mingyi quickly stuffed half of the book into Xu Xia's pocket.

"I don't want this thing. Take it yourself."

Just as an ominous thought flashed through Xu Xia's mind, Lin Mingyi looked behind him with a look of full vigilance.Xu Xia immediately swung the Bogu sword back and turned around.However, there was nothing behind it.

Oops!

He turned his head again, just in time to see Lin Mingyi's right hand slowly retracted.A circle of pale golden light appeared on the ground, surrounding him impartially.He recognized this thing, but that guy actually pushed him back in exchange for promotion, and he wanted to stay in the formation completely, and he would never return.

"You!" Xu Xia gritted her teeth fiercely.He only hated himself for not being able to break through this formation, and the only person who couldn't defend himself just happened to set a trap for him at this time.

"All right. The teacher taught me that the most cherished formation should be used at the most critical moment. I am his good student." The people in the formation have begun to become transparent and will go back soon. The only thing Lin Mingyi could do was to stare at him intently, firmly remembering this person's appearance, "Da Xu... I won't be afraid, I swear."

-END-

"Unpredictable Times"

He looked back, and there was no one in front of the monument a few rows away from Grandpa's tombstone.He has said everything that should be said, and respected all that should be respected. He obediently confessed the last few words to his grandfather, bowed and said goodbye, and walked slowly to the monument with his pockets in his pocket.

The pitch-black stele is always solemn and solemn, and the name and surname Shengji are marked with a stroke of gold.The other steles are all written in the official script of Yishuier, so I changed it here for a new Wei.Looking around, the whole monument is covered with a layer of dust, obviously no one has come to visit for a long time.The name of the monument is even more unfamiliar.He didn't care at all, and stood in front of the stele with his hands folded, just looking at the name.

"I was really shocked when I first saw the name." He said calmly, "Then I figured it out. In a few years, ten years, decades? You and I will be the same. Maybe we will stand Who is in front of your and my tombstone?"

"For so many years, I don't know where you are, and you don't know where I am. To put it bluntly, I don't want to see you, and you don't want to see me." He was silent for a moment, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Who are you lying to? It's not that you don't want to, it's that you can't. You have your fiery trees and silver flowers."

Huoshuyinhua, he hated the word since the first day he saw it.An uncomfortable kind of hate.He lowered his eyes and stood indifferently for a while.A gust of wind swirled by, making him shiver and come back to his senses.

"Let's talk about something else. You're tired of listening to old stories every year... I know you like Xinwei, so what, I don't like Fang Song the most now, I've changed to Wei Ya Hei Hey, so what, if I die, I will choose Microsoft Yahei for engraving. I am happy. The most important thing. And then there must be an epitaph, the last thing that I can decide, what should I engrave? I want to die Get out of Africa and enter Europe? Or, if you are dead, give me an SSR?" He smiled, "Just kidding. Seriously, I'm going to write 'You have been separated for many years, and the soul has never come to dream.' What do you think? Like? Well, I decided to write this. I just left and I won’t come back.”

"Every time I dream about my dead relatives, I feel very worried. Oh, even dreaming about dead cats and dogs." He said slowly, "The last time I dreamed about the old cat in Grandpa's house, lying on the table in the old house. In the morning, I lay down on the table and looked at it, and said, "Why do I feel that you are going to a very far place and never come back again?" The cat stretched out its claws and pressed my hand, and the tip of the claw was embedded in the flesh , It hurts so badly. Only after waking up did I realize that what I said in the dream made sense...it had already left. I didn’t dare to tell my grandpa.” He closed his eyes and tightly pursed his mouth for a long time Can't say a word.The cat had been with him for 11 years, and the moment he woke up, the pain was unbearable.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again, his expression was a little sad and somewhat disheartened, and he raised his head vigorously. "Why do you keep mentioning that sentimentality, so I don't want to make people suffer like this when I leave. Say something else. I started watching "Three Kingdoms". You always like those things, and I was never interested in them. A few days ago I don’t know what was wrong in my mind, but I actually went to buy a set of Three Kingdoms and came back to watch it. I remember you lamented that Guo Jia died early, but I regretted that Chen Gong shouldn’t be killed. You admire Zhao Yun, and I like Lu Bu more Well. You supported Liu Bei in the end, but I wanted to join Sun Ce’s team. You see, I didn’t watch it at that time, and our views have never been the same. On such a critical issue, it takes a long time to catch and pinch. strangle to death?"

"But even if you pinch it, you will probably laugh in the end and then change the subject. To be honest, I don't even remember how you would deal with this kind of thing, probably... that's it? There are too many blank moments, forget it There are more and more. What I remember most these years is how I miss you. It is like a state. One day, I will forget even your appearance and your name, but I will still remember it. How did I miss you."

"There are some things that you don't need to know. I remember it alone, and it's enough to be next to each other. This is my fault, I have to carry it myself, I have to..." He sniffed and fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed.

"I'm sorry, brother. Actually, I don't know you, but I look at you every year.