Nightfall

The winter is getting deeper and the wind is like a knife.

As the tension eased, the refugees who had moved to Chang'an City some time ago have all returned to their places of origin. People living in the south of the city are braving the cold to clean up villages burnt by the enemy.

On the official road, more than a hundred Tang troops came to see their armor system and ordnance. They should be ordinary box troops in a certain state. People who were busy rebuilding their homes. Watching the tired expressions of these soldiers, they put down the tools in their hands and applauded them. , Someone shouted, "Changan will be here soon."

Tang Jun nodded, then moved on. The applause by the road quickly subsided. At present, it is impossible for the imperial court to increase its relief efforts. To survive this cold winter, it is necessary to rely on its own hands. The villagers must seize all the time and at least repair the wind-resistant residence.

In the fourth volume of the year of Chapter 186, the return of the 186th chapter (Part 1), there are several carriages behind the team of Tang Jun. The villagers who are busy working, thinking that these carriages may be officials in a southern state, Naturally, there is no time to pay attention. Where did they think that, in a sense, it was these people in the carriage that saved Datang.

Skylight penetrated through the gap of the car window and fell on Junmo's face-he was seriously injured, his thin cheeks were extremely pale, and they were illuminated by the winter sun, it was like clean snow-he Looking at the scorched village outside the window, he was silent and did not know what was in his heart.

Muyou looked at his profile, and his eyebrows were filled with worry.

All the disciples at the back of the academy suffered serious injuries during the Qingxia Battle. Relatively speaking, she was in the best condition. It was just because she took too much effort to preside over the formation, and she had recovered from these days on the journey. Mostly.

The situation of Brother Si and others was much worse. After receiving medical treatment, he still couldn't get up. He had been recovering from the buggy in the rear, and he didn't know when he would really heal.

But she was most worried about Junmo, because Junmo suffered the most injuries. Junmo woke up after leaving Qingxia. It seems that there is no problem, but it is very worrying.

Because of the return of Chapter 186 of Volume Four, the year of the curtain (Part 1) these days of silence, his silence is too long-he always sits quietly by the car window and looks at Datang The south is covered with light snow fields, or villages destroyed by enemy fire.

Muyou looked at his still strong face, looked at his scattered hair behind him, and then his eyes fell on the empty sleeve, and sighed silently in his heart ... these carriages did not enter Changan City. Instead, he went directly to the academy.

Tang Jun responsible for escort. I left under the meadow, which was covered with thin snow. There were countless peach blossoms in the snow, but it was not yet time for flowering. Today's academy is quiet and even deserted.

No royal family or ministers humbly saluted. There was no popular welcome, no grand ceremony, no loud voices of gongs and drums. Not many people even greeted them.

No one cares about this, because they haven't notified those in Chang'an City, they went out and returned. Back to the college is to go home, where is needed

There were only two people welcoming them back on the meadow-the lovely little book boy Xu Jialun, and Ning Que with a bandage on his cane.

Xiao Shutong looked at Jun Mo without saying a word. Two tears shed.

Jun Mo left him in the academy, he was scared in the academy for so many days, today I finally saw the young master came back alive, where can I control my emotions.

When he saw Jun Mo's right arm broken, he cried out suddenly.

Jun Mo frowned slightly and said, "No crying."

The little book boy obediently wiped his tears desperately, but the tears were too much to wipe, but when he saw Jun Mo ’s hair, he could n’t help crying and shouting.

"Master, how did your hair turn white!"

Ning Que looked at Brother II's empty sleeves and his gray hair, not knowing what to say.

Jun Mo said with a blank expression: "There are burning villages everywhere, and there is too much dust on the road."

This is awkward and even somewhat cute explanation, but no one laughs.

The car was quiet.

"Why is the Academy so quiet?" Brother 2 asked.

Ning Que said: "Sister Three dismissed the teaching and students in the front yard of the academy in advance. Some of the teaching and students were gone. Most of the teaching and students were working for the court in Changan City, and some were already on the front line."

Jun Mo asked: "How about Brother and Yu Lian now?"

Ning Que said: "The situation is okay, but it is a bit inconvenient."

The carriage drove past the shattered Shifang gate of the college and went deeper.

The academy's teaching building and the second-floor front hall have been dilapidated, especially the roadway leading to the old book building and the back hill, but they can't see the original appearance. At this time, no one can repair it.

Jun Mo looked at the pictures and said nothing ... The back hill of the college was still warm as spring.

It was still the grass cottage that would not be broken by the autumn wind. Xiaoshutong and Tang Xiaotang carried the teachers to the soft couch, some were still lethargic, and some barely supported their bodies.

Temporarily unable to hear the flute of the North Palace, the sound of Ximen's piano, the sound of iron punching by the creek, Song Qian and the eighth brothers arguing about a chess piece, probably never see the teacher again.

Brother and Yulian were sitting in a wheelchair.

Junmo let go of Muyu's own hand and walked to the master's wheelchair before meeting him. Then he looked at Yulian and said: "Xiong Chumo damn, why didn't you kill him?"

Yu Lian calmly said, "Some people are more alive than dead."

Brother II thought for a while, and did not continue to ask.

The brother looked at his empty sleeves and his gray hair and said: "The teacher once said that there are some things that, since they cannot be changed, they must learn to accept them."

"Not care, but regret."

Jun Mo looked at the gray sky outside Caolu and said, "I always wanted to draw a sword and fight like a little uncle. When the teacher went to the sky by Surabaya, I thought about the Ming Dynasty One day, I can follow the pace of the teacher, but now it seems that there is no chance. "

Not everyone can understand his words.

The master sighed and said another thing: "Pippi is gone."

In Houshan, Junmo and Chen Pipi had the deepest feelings. At this time, listening to the news, he was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Can the Lord be restored?"

For the college, this is the most important issue.

Jun Mo asked this question. Look at Ning Que.

Everyone awake under the grass cottage looked at Ning Que.

On Suzaku Avenue that day, Ning Que once gave an answer to the people in Chang'an City, but today he still thought for a long time before saying affirmatively: "No."

Hearing this answer, Brother Two always had a cold expression, and finally relaxed a little, but the wind blowing into the grass. It seems to have become a little warmer.

The spectator once exhibited the realm. It was the coldest cloud in the hearts of all the people in Houshan. Although he lost in Chang'an City, in fact he did not lose to Ning Que, but to the shocking array.

In other words, he was still defeated by the Master.

If not in Chang'an City, but somewhere else in the world. Neither the elder brother nor the monk, or even Yu Yu, are necessarily opponents to the subject.

As for Ning Que. There is no possibility ... The sound of the waterfall echoed in the small courtyard, which was very loud.

Ning Que couldn't figure it out. How can Brother 2 fall asleep in such an environment, I ca n’t understand how brothers and sisters can hear each other ’s voice every time they discuss things in the small courtyard.

He once raised this question to Brother Two, and at the time Brother Two's answer was: Naturally it becomes a habit after listening for a long time. As long as the heart is quiet, what sound can disturb the ear?

After dozens of days, seven days and seven nights of unimaginable fighting took place in front of the Qingxia, and two dazzling and powerful battles were staged. Junmo returned to his small courtyard again.

For the first time, he felt the sound of the waterfall was a bit noisy.

He knew it was because his heart was not quiet enough.

It was already dark, he stood by the window and looked at the night vault on the mountain, just like he was on the road, silent for a long time, then he looked at his empty sleeve and frowned slightly.

In a shocking battle with Liu Bai, he broke his right arm.

The incompleteness of the physical body is not a problem. Junmo's left iron sword is still enough to sweep the world-the problem is the incompleteness of the soul-the physical body and the soul have always been one and two sides.

He knew very well that this life probably would never reach the end of the spiritual path.

The end of the practice road is the avenue.

The opposite bank of the river is the other bank.

There is not a place above the five realms, but a place farther away, a place that only the uncle and teacher can reach.

Above the sky.

In terms of swordsmanship in the world today, he is only slightly inferior to Liu Bai, but he is younger and more potential, so he had more hope to go to that place.

Now these hopes have been cut off.

For monks, this is the heaviest blow. It is more terrible than death. Straight desire is crazy. Even if it is as strong as Junmo, it is gradually graying out.

But if someone asks him if it is worth it, he still disdains to answer.

Because the king does not see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, because Qingshan sees how charming he is ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Shuiluo can't recover, nor can the mountain collapse. He regrets this emotion and has nothing to do with the proud Second Brother.

How can it be worth fighting with Liu Bai so heartily in the last game?

It's just ... some regrets ... if you can't fight with heaven, it's actually very interesting to fight with people. "

I do n’t know when Ning Que walked into the small courtyard. He looked at the lonely back of Brother II, and said, “Although the subject is abolished, Brother Master and Sister III have also suffered very serious injuries, invisible injuries, There is no way to recover in a short period of time, no matter whether Tang Guo or the academy are in need of you now. "

Jun Mo did not look back and said, "Don't worry about me."

Ning Que said: "There is no way not to worry."

Jun Mo turned and looked at him with a smile and said, "Some regrets, don't want to be."

It's just a turn away, but Ning Que suddenly felt that she didn't know the man standing in front of him, as if some very subtle changes happened to him.

Not because Brother 2 did not wear a bun and wear a crown, nor because he showed a rare smile. He was still the proudest person in the world, but he didn't have a respectable and distant atmosphere.

This change made Ning Que a little uncomfortable and didn't know what to say.

Jun Mo said: "I just don't get used to it. I can't hold my right hand with my left hand when I hold my hand, and I can't salute anymore. The main thing is that my posture is rather poor ... I finished two chapters and seven thousand words. I still have two chapters tomorrow. , Please vote for the recommendation on Monday, and then report, I strive to end the volume in four days. In the past two days, I was thinking about the outline of the next volume. It's really written.)