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The gate of the Su Mansion was already wide open, and there were four people standing in front of the door, maybe they stood for too long, and it was the fourth watch, three of them squinted, their figures were shaking a little, and they were drowsy. In terms of appearance, there is only one with a calm face, and the older middle-aged Su Lie is still holding on to his spirits.

Su Lie is Su Shuang's grandson, and the three young people are Su Lie's son, that is, Su Shuang's great-grandson. In the past, Su Shuang even teased Zhang Shiping, saying that he didn't have any filial sons and daughters under his knees, unlike his own children and grandchildren now, how lively!

Among the many descendants of Su Shuang, there are a few who have spiritual roots, but they are all middle and lower spiritual roots with three or four spiritual roots. So far, none of them have built their foundations. Most of them are in the middle stage of Qi training and cannot sustain it. Get up.

At that time, Zhang Shiping just responded indifferently, why did he need his children and grandchildren to be filial, he still has hundreds of years of life, if he goes further, he can also live for a thousand years. In such a long time, he didn't want to send away his children and grandchildren one by one, leaving himself even more lonely.

It's just that when Zhang Shiping said these words, he pretended to be serious, which made Su Shuang grit his teeth, and almost made him angry. He drank several sips of Poguang wine, and then blushed and exhaled the wine, which turned into a very strong aura of water and fire. .

"Lie, meet Master Zhang." Su Lie woke up his three sons, then led them over quickly, bowing and saluting.

"Take me in to pay respects." Zhang Shiping said softly with a little support.

"Really Zhang, please follow me." Su Lie straightened up, his three sons had already received the lanterns from the servants in the mansion, and walked in front, leading the way for the two of them.

Zhang Shiping's heart sank, followed Su Lie towards the mansion, the Su mansion occupies half a mile, not too big or too small. The group of them walked slowly for only half a cup of tea, and Su Lie brought Zhang Shiping to the reception hall of the mansion.

On the tung oil-colored grand master's chair in the main seat in the hall, sat an old man with a pale face, wrinkled all over his face.

His eyes are closed tightly, his cheeks on both sides are shriveled and thin, and the hands resting on the armrests are a piece of wrinkled skin with prominent meridians, not much flesh, full of skinny feeling.

Zhang Shiping felt a very faint breath from Su Shuang, like a wick with sporadic fire, slowly rising and dissipating the ashes of burning embers.

Perhaps sensing Zhang Shiping's aura, Su Shuang opened her eyes, and after being dazed for a while, she gradually became clear. He started to laugh, his voice was also small and loud, and his pale and wrinkled face became rosy and plump at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping was not very happy, he just shook his head and said, "Why bother?"

Su Shuang leaned forward slightly, stood up from the chair, bowed slightly, and walked in front of Zhang Shiping. Due to old age and frailty, Su Shuang no longer had the tall and straight figure of his youth, and now his body bones are a little shrunken, and he is nearly a head shorter than Zhang Shiping.

He raised his head slightly and smiled: "You think I think it's just a relapse of the old disease, and it's coming fiercely. If I don't accept the Turtle's Breath Nirvana Pill, I'm afraid I'll die. How can I persist until you come over?"

"Well, it's a surprise to see that I'm still alive!" He walked around Zhang Shiping and said with a smile.

But in the hall, the six people who came in with Zhang Shiping earlier, and the dozen or so people who were waiting here, all lowered their heads and didn't say a word, the atmosphere was quite dull.

Su Shuang felt uncomfortable, frowned and said, "Let's go outside, let's go to the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain to see the sunrise."

"Okay." Zhang Shiping squeezed out a word from his throat, then waved a red light, wrapped himself and Su Shuang, and slowly flew towards the small rocky mountain not far away.

In the misty night, the sea breeze blows, amidst the whistling sound, the shadows of the trees shake and change ever-changingly.

"How's it going? I haven't seen you for several years?" Su Shuang looked at the dark rocky mountain in front of her, with only a vague outline, and asked calmly, without any anxiety that the end was approaching.

"It's okay." Zhang Shiping was not so free and easy, he said in a deep voice.

"Let it go, life and death are the number of days, you can't ask for anything, you should understand better than me! Is there any wine!" Su Shuang raised her hand, patted Zhang Shiping's shoulder and said.

"I don't understand. The longer I think about living, the more I fear death from the bottom of my heart. And your body is not suitable for drinking anymore." Zhang Shiping shook his head. He said so, but still took out a yellow leather gourd from the white jade belt.

This white jade belt was a magic treasure stored by Su Shuang in exchange for the spoils he got when he beheaded Ke Qing Mu. The sword is ruthless, life and death are in peace!

Su Shuang snatched it away, uncorked the bottle, and took a few sips. The wine flowed out from the corner of his mouth and wet his clothes. He wiped it off, wiped it dry, and said: "Anyway, it's death, and dying drunk is considered a big event in life. Happy things."

The place where Su's residence is located is called Shishanfang City. Fangshi is not far away from the stone mountain, and the stone mountain is not high, so within a few words, the two landed in front of a small stone pavilion on the top of the mountain.

The sea breeze kept blowing, and the clothes of the two of them fluttered. Su Shuang didn't go into the stone pavilion. He sat on the stone steps in front of the pavilion, leaning on one hand and holding the wine gourd in the other. He half-lyed down and glanced at the old pine on the edge of the stone cliff, and looked into the distance.

Zhang Shiping sat beside him, and he also looked at the black sea and sky in the distance, and sighed, "Is there anything you can't let go of?"

"No, no more. I was born as a little beggar. At that time, do you know what I was most afraid of? I was afraid of everything, people, dogs, hunger, and winter. I finally thought that I met a good person, and I wanted to be a cow in the future from the bottom of my heart. I did my filial piety for him, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would kill him and my adoptive father. It's been many years, and I still remember that day, my hand was full of blood, how could I It can't even be washed clean."

Su Shuang took a deep sip, and then handed it to Zhang Shiping. Her spirit became a lot more excited, and her face became more rosy, and then said: "Don't talk, don't talk, what should be in the past is in the past, I am now There are many children and grandchildren, and there is nothing to let go of."

"I met Junior Sister Lin decades ago, but she disappeared later, so I didn't mention it to you, ahem..." Zhang Shiping took the wine, got drunk, and coughed. Zhang Shiping still didn't mention Lin Wenbai's matter to Su Shuang at this time, so as to save him the uneasiness of leaving in the end.

"Wen Bai, Brother Zhang, thank you. She just left a few years ago, and she's fine." Su Shuang said with a smile, apparently he also knew something about Zhang Wenbai.

"It seems that you know everything." Zhang Shiping was a little surprised at first, but then smiled lightly.

The pitch-black night approaching the early morning was very short. When they were talking, the sea and sky in the distance were faintly gray, and the outlines of the clouds became more distinct.

"Brother Zhang, tonight is approaching, and the Ming Dynasty is about to come. Why don't you and I congratulate with swords and zithers!" Su Shuangduan sat up, put down the gourd, put a guqin across his knees, pressed his hands on the strings, and began to pluck.

"Okay." Zhang Shiping laughed and stood up, with a Qingfeng sword in his hand, with a cold light, dancing with the wind, harmonizing with the sound of the piano.

In the distance, the waves of the sea beat against the rocks and rolled up thousands of piles of snow. The sky and the earth are vast, and a red sun is rising on the sea and sky in the east, but the sound of the zither stops abruptly. Zhang Shiping paused, but he didn't stop.

His figure was like a swimming dragon, and the sound of the sword became clearer and clearer. When the wind blew, under the sand and stones on the ground, a few words could be vaguely read, "...the news from the Misty Immortal, it is ridiculous for us to be a fly."

At the end, with Zhang Shiping throwing the sword, all traces disappeared, and a ray of golden light just shot through the clouds. He turned around, Su Shuang pressed his hands on the strings, and lowered his head as if smiling~lightnovelpub.net~Beside him, the wine gourd was lying down, and the wine flowed down the stone steps in silence.

ps: I wrote a poem by myself, but I didn’t dare to put it all in, so I wrote it later.

wind into the pine

The isolated island occasionally gathers in a small stone pavilion, dancing swords and dancing waves.

Baoguang Danqi returns to the surrounding area, riding the wind, why wait for dawn.

In the future, everyone will be drunk together, and the floating life will look back and linger.

…

Caressing the clouds and looking at the sky, Xuanfen, worrying about the grass and inscriptions on flowers.

Spring comes and autumn goes, longevity is delusional, sigh now, the dream is Fang Ling.

The misty fairy heard the news, which is ridiculous for our generation to be a fly.

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