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The scene next to him is replaying in his mind.It seems to be looking at a mirage from afar, only to see the sky split in an instant.

A sword flew out, the meaning of the sword was lonely and cold, and the thousand piles of snow turned into nothingness in an instant.The sky collapsed, and the clear light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Layers upon layers of voices filled his ears, the sound of the wind, crying, and even the voice of his heart, knocked on his numb and stiff heart again and again, and he burst into tears.

The people around him wiped away his tears and hugged his shoulders again.

He saw blurred water and mist in the distance.Qixing stared at him from a distance, under the dark blue sky, layers of gold were scattered.There will be ten thousand zhang rays of light shining on the earth.

There was a pinprick between the eyebrows, the bronze mirror was suddenly pushed down, Wen Shugeng was shocked, and stared in front of him in a daze.

Gu Zhishi hugged him into her arms, eagerly and softly whispered: "It's okay, it's okay."

Wen Shugeng blinked in confusion, his voice was like raving, "Who am I?"

Gu Zhishi asked gently: "What did you see? Tell me, Geng Geng, don't be afraid."

"I saw, I saw a man." He frowned slightly, puzzled and said, "In that vast snowy landscape, he split the nothingness with his sword and brought me back to the world."

"Do you know that man?"

"I don't know." Wen Shugeng shook his head. "but……"

Wen Shugeng raised his eyes to look out the window, and said in a very soft voice, "I know, he must love me very much."

Gu Zhishi froze.He was still holding Wen Shugeng in his arms, but his heart sank a little bit, and he began to feel chills all over his body uncontrollably.

He held his breath and tried his best to keep his tone normal, but his heart seemed to be pierced with countless sharp swords, and asked: "Then, do you love him?"

Wen Shugeng gritted his teeth, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The moonlight shone sadly on the table, and a withered yellow sycamore leaf swirled and landed on it, making a soft sigh-like sound.

Gu Zhishi let go of her hand a little bit.

The warmth in his arms dissipated, Gu Zhishi straightened up, not letting himself look embarrassed.

There was a deathly silence in the room.Even the ignorant wind stopped blowing, leaving the two of them to face each other quietly.Wen Shugeng was sitting by the window, while Gu Zhishi was standing behind him with a forlorn look, looking at his black hair.

After a long time, Gu Zhishi's voice sounded, very soft and slow: "You should rest first."

The wooden door squeaked, and he walked hurriedly, faintly revealing the panic in his heart.

Wen Shugeng wiped away his tears, smiled helplessly, and said softly: "Ziyu, what should I do?"

Wen Shugeng was extremely irritable.Is he the kind of person who is always in trouble?

But it was like a boulder was blocked in his heart, oppressing him, making it impossible for him not to love that person.Gu Yi should have gone far away, and I don't know where he will go.

Wen Shugeng's heart aches unbearably.I want to catch up, but I don't know how to explain it.He didn't know that person at all.

Wen Shugeng was extremely annoyed and regretted.Just like what he thought when singing and dancing swords with Li Hong, in the years he can't remember, did he really give his heart to others?

There are mixed feelings in his heart, and the long night tells him how to sleep.

Seeing the bronze mirror, Wen Shugeng straightened it again.He then looked to see who that person was.

The moonlight covered his body, and the man in the bronze mirror was unparalleled in handsomeness, only the tear stains were not cleansed, which made him a little haggard.

Wen Shugeng looked into the mirror again, but suddenly became angry.With a flash of cold light, he has drawn out his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the strange and changeable mirror, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The room was silent.

After a while, Wen Shugeng rested his hand on his forehead dejectedly.Thousands of thoughts came to his mind, he only felt that the mountain and rain were about to come, but he didn't know what caused it.

What the mirror showed just now was the afterimage of Gu Yi again.

"Master, the so-called experience, what do you want me to experience?" He muttered to himself.What does that evil book have to do with him?Since he came out of the mountain, everything has been found.As if destined, he was forced to follow some trajectory.

He was literally at the center of the vortex.What kind of reincarnated person, this title is really ugly.

……

In Yahizhuang, the owner and the young owner finished their secret talks.Li Xun pushed the door out, but saw Li Hongge waiting in the hall, he paused, and glanced at his younger brother who he always looked down on.

Li Xun was born very well, and his appearance was not inferior to Li Hongge's.He has clear and handsome features, is often dressed in white, and has a more upright and awe-inspiring look.

Li Hongge looked back at him indifferently, got up, and greeted him casually.

However, Li Xun walked towards him step by step, and stopped in front of him. The shadow immediately covered Li Hongge, and his eyes were dimmed under his eyelashes.

Li Xun's voice was still cold: "Now that you're back, you can work for the village with peace of mind. What happened five years ago, I just thought you were young and ignorant. Now that your father is sick and his health is not as good as usual, you often come to serve."

Li Hongge lowered his eyes and said, "Understood, brother."

Li Xun said again: "Yarizhuang has a century-old foundation and has always acted uprightly. You can do it yourself."

Li Hongge remained silent.Li Xun was about to show an expression of impatience, but Li Hongge raised his head and looked at him fixedly, with clear eyes: "Brother, do you know what I've been doing recently?"

Li Xun was startled, and his gaze suddenly became complicated.The two had been separated for a long time, and it had been many years since Li Hongge called him that way last time.

Li Xun hesitated for a long time, but still put his hand lightly on Li Hongge's shoulder, and said, "Eighty human lives are no small matter, you should go and investigate wholeheartedly, don't relax."

Although the voice has not yet melted into ice, the meaning is no longer so sharp.

Li Hongge laughed, respectfully but with certainty: "I will."

Coming out of Yarizhuang, Li Hongge's expression gradually took on a bit of mockery.The confidant asked in a low voice: "Master, is it soon?"

"Just wait. I haven't got the most important thing yet." He sneered, "Go and rush my good sister. Go and give her a bracelet, and keep it clean so that she doesn't see it. What."

The confidant said: "Yes."

Li Hongge leaned on the soft pillow in the sedan chair, his eyes faintly becoming a little crazy.For thousands of years, what's the point if it's in a corner and remains unchanged forever?

What he wants is to disturb the situation.Fighting and pretending are always the most interesting things.

The words that Wen Shugeng said on the sick bed in Changzhou City suddenly flashed in his mind.He said: "You are really powerless to resist, so you fled in embarrassment?"

Li Hongge smiled miserably.Those who are powerless to resist, it is precisely because of the appearance of fleeing in embarrassment that people can let go of their guard and seek a chance to fight back.

If he didn't pretend to be weak and deceitful, upright and kind in front of his elder brother, how would he gain his trust?From the concubine's room, it is humble.How can it be believed if you don't surrender with a humble appearance?

Back then, I was just playing with him, acting like a Xiaoxiao gentleman.If he hadn't been bullied by his father and brother, and wandered alone in the world, how could this reincarnated person feel compassion and closeness to him?

He wanted to act in a scene where he desperately killed the enemy to save the people.Unexpectedly, his subordinates were incompetent, and they were thrown off by the two of them before he arrived.He asked him to find the cloth strip in the forest, and the two actually planned to come towards Xuyang City.

He almost laughed.That's all, it's the same goal by different routes.

Relying on that half of the formation, Yarizhuang has been able to dominate the world alone, so why not take the second half?His father could still listen to what he had to say, but his elder brother was so stupid and rigid that Li Hongge sneered at him in his heart.

Year after year, finally ushered in a turning point.

Li Hongge lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the top of Jietian Tower from a distance.It's the end of the year again.

On New Year's Eve, Xuyang City is brightly lit and the streets are bustling.It is a custom here that the whole city welcomes the New Year together.

Song Ziyu's journey has been very difficult.I was supposed to arrive earlier, but I was passing by someone staying in the wild, and I couldn't bear to see the child suffering from illness, so I had to postpone the trip.

He was travel-laden and exhausted after traveling to Xuyang City, but he couldn't rest in the crowds.

It's hard to walk, shoulder to shoulder.Beside him was another naughty child, who slithered around like a loach, making him miserable, afraid of hurting the child, he restrained his hands and feet even more.

As soon as he squeezed through the crowd, Song Ziyu wiped his sweat, but was stopped by a hawker selling lanterns on the street. He covered his head and face with auspicious words, and he was in a trance, so he had to smile in return.

Looking around in the air, I saw a high-rise building surrounded by many houses like stars holding the moon.

He looked down, but saw a graceful figure on the bridge, very familiar.Song Ziyu blinked, and the figure disappeared in the crowd the next moment.

Song Ziyu's ears were slightly reddened, she thought about it day and night, and even had hallucinations, she was really obscene.

The peddler was enthusiastic, so he chatted with him and asked if the tall building was Jietianlou.

The peddler persuaded: "My lord, there are guards on the outside of Jietian Building, and no one is allowed to approach at all these days. Have you seen the shops over there? They are all closed. The New Year's Eve is not as usual. They all took Yarizhuang What are you doing in the past now?"

Song Ziyu was a little distressed.He originally thought that Jietian Tower was an ornamental building such as the Yellow Crane Tower, which was famous far and wide.Unexpectedly, this is the scene.This city is huge, and I don't know when I will be able to find Xiao Geng.

The peddler saw that he was frowning, and smiled again: "Young master is a foreigner, why don't you put aside your worries for a while, go to the countryside and do as the Romans do, and you can celebrate the New Year in our city comfortably. Tonight we will set off fireworks, which is very beautiful."

Song Ziyu smiled at him gratefully, and inquired about the nearby inn.Knowing that it is not easy for a peddler to make a living, he took out his purse and chose the most expensive lantern from him.

The peddler smiled happily, and handed him another writing brush: "Thank you, my lord. You can write poems on it. It's more interesting to keep it for yourself or give it away."

Song Ziyu didn't want to waste time, but thought of his parents and brothers far away. In this festive atmosphere, he felt a little emotional in his heart, so he took the pen.

His handwriting is different from that of Wen Shugeng.The word Wen is romantic, agile, elegant and unrestrained.When Song Ziyu picked up the pen, he felt a bit of the desolation of wandering for many years. Although his prose is brilliant, the words are like silver hooks painted on iron, with loneliness in his sadness.

Although the peddler could not understand pen and ink, he had some eyesight. He stared blankly at his pen and ink, and admired him in his heart.

As he was writing the inscription, the surroundings were silent for a moment.Song Ziyu didn't feel it yet, so he dipped enough ink and wrote down the last word.

After finishing writing, Song Ziyu slowly raised his head.

I saw a woman in plain clothes, walking in the right style.Her complexion is extremely beautiful, and she is flawless.The green clouds pile up with smoke, and there are no pearls and emeralds.Every move is extraordinarily elegant, as beautiful as a fairy outside the sky.

Everyone around her was staring at her intently, unable to hide their astonishment.

What's more special is that the woman's eyes are covered with a layer of tulle, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, and she is shimmering naturally, making her weak and delicate.

She walked here step by step, took off the layer of veil, closed her eyes slightly, and seemed to sigh: "My mother loves lanterns very much."

The lanterns hung layer by layer have complicated patterns and are different from each other.

The servant-like person who followed immediately stepped forward and said softly, "Buy them all?"

Fang Shiying shook his head, and said to the peddler, "The top three, take them off for me, please."

The peddler quickly responded, hooked the lantern off with a hook made of bamboo poles, and handed it to the servant behind her.

Fang Shiying glanced again, saw the lantern with wet ink, and praised softly: "The words are touching, and the sentiment is tender."

The peddler smiled and pointed at Song Ziyu: "I also think the words this young master just inscribed are very good, but he is not as good at commenting as the girl. I only think that this young master is the reincarnation of Wenquxing."

Fang Shiying turned his head sideways, looking at the young master standing under the lamplight.

Several lanterns lit up above everyone's heads. The bamboo bones were thin, and the colored paper was transparent, which not only thinned the smoke, but also moistened the fire.

Just like him, he has a tender heart in his strength of character.

Fang Shiying nodded slightly at him, wrapped the tulle again, and turned to leave.

Song Ziyu mentioned the lantern, but said softly to the peddler: "I wish to be Guan Langxing."

The voice was clear and pleasant, and Fang Shiying stopped in his tracks, his heart pounding suddenly.

The author has something to say: Guan Langxing, a star next to Shiyingxing.

Shiying's eye disease hadn't healed before, so she didn't know what Ziyu looked like.

(One more beep, Xiao Wen and Gu Tie played 1v1he, there is no cannon fodder! Don't give up on me!)