Nightfall

Looking at the back of the Master who walked towards the waterfall, the master and the second brother vaguely understood something. However, they still thought that the punishment of the teacher for imprisoning the younger brother to the cliff of the back mountain was too harsh, because although it was put to death, it was not born. Everyone can be like the uncle of the year.

Yu Lian packed up the pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the case and walked out of the hut. After passing by Ning Que, he stopped and whispered: "Since the teacher's decision cannot be undone, please take your maid's maid to go with the teacher. The teacher waited too long in front. "

Ning Que was also looking at the figure of the Confucius in the distance, praying that the Confucius laughed a few times, and then forgot himself, so that he could avoid this robbery. With a sigh, she walked out of the hut to the bamboo chair.

Sister Yu Lian said to Tang Xiaotang: "You come with me, I will arrange accommodation for you."

Tang Xiaotang nodded happily and waved goodbye to Sang Sang, saying: "It seems that I will stay in the academy in the future, and you will come to play with me when the time comes."

Sang Sang nodded.

Tang Xiaotang happily followed Yu Lian towards Yaping, happily jumping like a restless stone, Yu Lian was quietly and quietly like a tree, two women of quite different ages, the figure was also petite and breathy It is very different, but it looks extremely harmonious in one place.

Ning Que withdrew his gaze, looked at Sang Sang in front of him, and said with a smile: "Just now I was apprentice to the teacher, and the Master was very happy to see me. I decided to teach me some secret techniques that the academy did not pass. Retreat and retreat, you go back to Lao Bi Zhai to look after the house, and I will return to the city immediately after the event. "

The Master asked him to bring Sang Sang to the back hill of the academy to prepare for him to be taken care of after he was imprisoned, but Ning Que would not let Sang Sang be trapped on the cliff with him.

Sang Sang looked at him and said softly: "You used to speak too loudly in the house, and young master, you know my ears are good, so I heard them all."

Ning Que said after a moment of silence: "Yes, I was punished by the teacher and imprisoned in Houya to retreat. I don't know when I can break through."

Sang Sang looked at him worriedly and said, "What can I do?"

Ning Que looked at her.

She shook her head and said, "I must be with you."

Ning Que thought about it and said: "Let's look at the situation first. If I'm trapped in Houya for too long, you should go back to the bachelor's house first, and no one will stop you."

Sang Sang did not speak.

He watched the thick forest under the radial waterfall of the mountain in the distance stretch out, and the fluttering back of the Master was about to disappear. After a moment of silence, he walked over there with Sang Sang.

Until Cao She disappeared behind them, Sang Sang looked around and pulled his sleeve angle, quietly asked: "Is it because the Enlightenment, so the academy wants to shut you up?"

Ning Que said: "Brothers in the wasteland should have guessed what happened after I learned how to teach my teacher Uncle Haoran, then the teacher must have known it, but I am not sure if the teacher's punishment was related to this matter. It was not mentioned before in the hut. "

There is a crooked old plum beside the road.

Mei Hua glanced past Sang Sang's slightly dark face, making the expression on her face more tense and her voice lowered, saying, "The teacher said you were the son of Hades."

Ning Que said angrily: "Don't mention your **** stick teacher, I said I am not."

Sang Sang worried: "But if the college wants to lock you up, will it be related to this matter."

Ning Que did not want to admit this inference, but his mood became heavy.

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Feeling heavy, the footsteps naturally became heavier. Ning Que didn't know what happened in the cliff of the back mountain waiting for himself. He subconsciously reached out and took Sang Sang's small hand and walked silently, very slowly.

The black tunic in front of the mountain road fluttered in the wind, sometimes disappearing in the dense forest, and sometimes appearing beside the silver waterfall. The Confucius seemed to walk very fast, but always stayed in their vision.

Bypassing Brother II ’s small courtyard, I walked closer to the silver waterfall, and the sound of the waterfall was thundering around the forest. The air was all very fine Mercury, caged into a cool mist, which made my breath fresh. stand up.

Ning Que ’s breathing became a little quick. He wanted to take Sang Sang ’s hand and turned to leave. However, he knew that this was delusion, and even if he really escaped from the academy, it would mean that the hard work of these years had been wiped out. , He and Sang Sang will return to the bleak life.

Following the dancing black smock, the two came to the bottom of the waterfall.

Under the waterfall is a quiet lake. There is no outlet to Yaping. It looks like it is not connected to Jinghu Lake. The overflowing lake water flows out along a low-lying rock in front of the right.

Ning Que led Sang Sang to step on those messy rocks, fold forward along the direction of the water flow, and into those deep gorges along with those gurgles.

The canyon is very narrow, but it is no more than ten feet high. The huge rocks above are close together. In fact, it is more like a naturally formed giant cave. The air in the cave is moist and slightly cold, and there are moss patches on the walls. The small stream flowing out of the Jingtan, then walked between the stones at the bottom of the cave, forming a picture like a paddy field.

In front of the canyon is a clear blue sky, cut into an oval piece, like a blue porcelain plate, very beautiful, Ning Que and Sang Sang stepped on the stones in the paddy field and walked towards the blue piece.

As I walked, the canyon suddenly became hurried, and the water flow between the rocks suddenly became turbulent, and there was a rustling of white waves, and the moss on the rocks shook violently.

Out of the gorge, there was a cliff facing us. The turbulent pool leaped and scrambled out of the cliff. The blue sky was cut into two halves by the cliff. This is the middle line.

Sang Sang held Ning Que's hand tightly and looked at the scenery in front of him, speechless.

The winding path leads to the end, and it is steep but desperate.

The mountain breeze blew loudly, standing by the cliffside waterfall, watching the waterfall sag toward the cliff, but could not hear any sound, as if there was an endless abyss under the cliff.

The abyss is invisible, Ning Que has nothing but the sky in front of her eyes, and nothing but cliffs around her,

The cliff wall extends endlessly towards the sky and on both sides, and there is no end in sight, as if it were the large Gobi in the north of the legendary West King's Court in the grassland, except that this Gobi lies across the sky.

Compared with the endless cliffs and cliffs, the mouth of the gorge where the two are located is just an insignificant small gap. This waterfall is just a thin line. Ning Que looked far away from the cliff and saw more than ten waterfalls. It is falling below the cliff, the height is different, and it looks very beautiful.

The vast cliff walls, the blue sky, and the more than ten waterfalls as thin as a line all combine to form an extremely vast world. Even powerful people will feel their insignificance in front of these pictures.

Ning Queji took a step closer to the cliff, took Sang Sang's hand and leaned over. He saw the cloud cover under the cliff, could not see the end, and did not know how deep it was.

The more than ten waterfalls on the cliff fell like beams and pillars between the clouds and mist, splashed the circle of clouds and waves, and then disappeared silently, as if under the clouds and mist is a world that does not belong to the world.

The cliff behind the backyard of the academy is a beautiful new world.

It's just that the beauty here is easily shocking.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the clouds, the quiet audience falls into the cloud. Ning Que did not produce any feeling of drifting to immortality, because the clouds are still gathering, and the waterfalls into the cloud have no sound of water. Instead, he produced Some kind of fear.

Thinking about the path when he came, he confirmed that it should be the west of the mountain. No wonder he had not seen it on the official road leading to the Academy in Changan City in the past two years. He never knew there was such a cliff.

The cliffs and cliffs seem to be steep and unclimbable. In fact, there is a very narrow stone path hidden in them, rather looking up, I saw the figure of the Confucius flying across the cliffs, sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west. Focusing on observation, it is impossible to determine where he is on the cliff.

Ning Que took Sang Sang's hand and began to walk up. The two lived in Minshan since they were young. They had a set of climbing methods for the cliffs and ignored the cliffs and the sky under their feet.

As we head towards the top of the mountain cliff, there are no more green trees and fewer green trees. There are no quiet lake cottages, no sounds of laughter and piano, no ancient pine chessboard, and the world is completely different from the other side of the mountain. This mountain cliff looked at the sky opposite in silence or indifference, I don't know how many thousands of years it has been.

At the end of the narrow stone path, there was a small cliff at the end. A very simple grass hut was erected on the edge of the cliff. There was a cave near the cliff. The master sat on the cliff and looked at the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

Ning Que walked behind the Master and looked away from the cliff.

His eyes fell outside the sea of ​​clouds. He even saw Chang'an City. The sunset was falling. The golden sunlight shone on the black and blue walls, reflecting a very solemn and sacred luster.

That is the most spectacular male city in the world, that is the most perfect masterpiece of mankind.

Ning Que looked at the Chang'an City in the twilight, and had mixed feelings for a while. He could not speak for a long time. After a long time, he said softly with emotion: "Chang'an City ... It's really beautiful at this time."

The Master said: "Chang'an City has always been pretty."

Ning Que said: "The people who built Chang'an City must have been amazing."

The Master opened the food box beside him, took out a small wine urn and filled it with glasses, and said at random: "The people who repair the city are not terrific, because there are people who need to defend the city."

Ning Que was startled.

Confucius drank a glass of wine ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ eat a slice of mutton with oil onions, looked at Chang'an City in the distance, smiled happily, and seemed to be not tired at all.

Changan City shrouded in twilight.

The Master looked at Chang'an City in the twilight.

He looked at his Chang'an City.

Looking at the Master's back, an indescribable emotion flooded Ning Que's heart. The negative emotions and doubts in his previous heart were completely dispelled by the picture in front of him.

Looking at the clouds under the clouds, looking at the world inside and outside, what kind of feeling is that, teacher, are you watching this male city, Datang, or the whole world?

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(If I ’m a painter, I would like to draw all the academy and Houshan and the cliff cliff waterfall behind Houshan. I think it is really beautiful. This is Chapter 2 and Chapter 3 may be later Because I am going to have a meal.)