~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The night is already deep. Fan is standing alone beside the sword pit. He looks at the denseness of the pit, like the rice, and the sword like a straight thorn tree. The position of his station is just the former Wang Shi. The location of Saburo Station. In fact, when he had a final dialogue with Si Gujian in the middle, he faintly heard the silent crying of Thirteen Lang, crying silently, but still sounded.

At that time, there were no people in the depths of the swordsman. The problems that Si Gujian and Fan Zhong talked about were too important. Even the swordsmen were driven far away, leaving only the thirteen lang outside the house. Fan Xian understands that Si Gujian expresses his attitude in this way. He trusts his own closed-door apprentices. Fan Xian also trusts thirteen. The future of Dongyi City depends on the cooperation between Sanlang and Fan. Si Gujian wanted to let Thirteen Lang learn more from this conversation. Fan Xian also hoped that Thirteen Lang could comprehend something different from his own dictation.

This is a quiet, mutual understanding of each other's tacit understanding, but Wang Sanlang was in a state of sorrow, and he did not know how much he had listened to and how much he had learned.

When the disciples are silently sneaked into the house, Fan Xian naturally will not go in again. He will not be arrogant to think that Si Gujian will really be the most important and most important in the world because of his mother’s relationship. A close young man is willing to stay with a Qingchen before he dies.

When the Grand Master is dying, of course he is willing to stay with the 13 disciples he has cultivated.

At this time, Si Gujian should be arguing in the house. Many of these things are related to Fan Xian, or that Dongyi City must cooperate with Fan Yi, Fan Xian is not convenient to eavesdrop, sigh and take a step. Going outside the sword.

I don't know if the death of Si Gujian can suppress the rebound of Yunzhi, and Fan has no way to determine this.

Out of the sword, the subordinates of the Supervisory Academy and the ceremonial officials of Dongyi City greeted them, and their faces were different. Fan idled his head and then accompanied by everyone. Going up to the mountain home.

What are you waiting for? Waiting for the fall of a generation of strong men, waiting for a great master to leave the world. A meteor fallen in the sky? Fan sat in the chair, holding the jaws and thinking, the insects around the swords began to rise, the frogs were born, and the breeze was bright. The sea breeze in the distance is slightly wet and salty, and the shadow of the moon is blurred.

At this time he was sitting on the edge of the mountain cliff.

Across the stone gate, I looked at the grassy building at the foot of the distance, letting the moon shine on my own body, adding a bit of chill to the season. The faint light in the depths of the grass is always on. It seems that it is necessary to illuminate forever. The dying Si Gujian should still be the final account of his disciples. I don’t know if there will be any disputes or changes in this time.

Swordsman Thirteen, for the worship of the four Gu Jian from the heart, I think no one will dare to deceive the ancestors, but the cloud?

Fan leisurely stared at the faint light in the depths of the grass, and suddenly looked up at the moon and watched a long trail of moon marks in the sky. I found myself sitting quietly on the mountain, and it has been several hours before, and the night is already deep enough to never come back.

When he looked back, he saw the mountain half-waisted in the flower garden. Windy petals. A shadow came to his side in the direction of the moon.

Fan Xian whispered softly: "Is it hurt? Why not stay in Jiangnan. Do you want to come back?"

The shadow stood in the shadow of Shimen, his eyes indifferently looking at the grass under the mountain and said: "No one knows that I am coming back."

Fan Xian has been worried that Emperor Majesty will give suspicion and killing to Chen Pingping because of the relationship between the shadow and Si Gujian, so he forced the shadow back to Jiangnan. He did not expect the other party to suddenly appear in Dongyi City. You don't need to think too much. Fan is clear about the shadow. Why is this trip, sighing and saying: "Do you still hate him now?"

After a moment of silence, the shadow said: "Hate. But when the sword penetrates into his chest, hate has been vented a lot."

"Just there are some things I always can't understand." The shadow looked at the faint light in the grass and said: "Even if his father was weak to him, his mother was harsh on him, and everyone in the house humiliated him, but after all, his loved ones. Why do he have to kill? Me? I am the only person in the house who regards him as a brother, why should he even kill me?"

Fan looked at him and said, "You are not dead, aren't you?"

The shadow body was slightly shocked, and it was obvious that his injury did not heal. The injury in his body made his mind less powerful than it was when he was in his prime.

"He is going to die."

"People are dying." Fan sat under the stone door and gently patted the rough stone surface and said: "You can be amazed by the fact that you can live for so long."

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The lights in the depths of the grass swords are extremely dark and seem to be extinguished at any time. The thin-eyed Si Gu has already sat up from the quilt, washed his face, re- combed his hair, and indifferent face, re-emerged a power that could not be seen directly.

The sword 庐 云 云 云 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜 澜Will hold the master. Thirteen sons of the sword, in addition to the first apprentices around Si Gujian, the other eleven apprentices, all squatting before the collapse, the face is graceful, and some eyes are now wet.

Si Gujian stared at the oldest and the oldest with a clear and indifferent gaze. He did not specifically explain their affairs. He whispered: "I remember what I said before?"

The swordsman disciple's dagger corresponds accordingly: "I will follow the command of the master."

The aftermath of Dongyi City was settled in this way. Although the swordsmen’s disciples have already guessed the mind of the Master from the movements in these months, they did not expect that the Master would actually bet on Fan’s leisure. Such a big bet, such comprehensive support. It was only at this time that the disciples were confused and sorrowful, fearful, but no one dared to raise any objections in front of the master.

Even the clouds have remained silent.

The speed of Si Gujian’s speech is getting more and more gradual, the emotion on his face is getting weaker and lighter, and more and more like the uninjured, the big master who is not exposed to the mood. The cloud is on the side of the master, and there is nothing in my heart. I know that this is a return to the light, and an uncontrollable feeling of sadness begins to pervade the house.

And Thirteen Lang may have been crying enough before, but it is particularly calm at this time.

"What time is it?"

I breathe twice, hoarse and asked softly.

"The sky is bright." The voice of the cloud is gentle and gentle on the side. The passing of the last words of Dongyi City on this night was a whole night. I don't know what kind of backhand Si Gong took after sending Dongyicheng out with both hands.

"Do anything, once you make up your mind to do it. You must do the utmost. Just like after the sword, since I chose him. You will do the ultimate help for him. Since it is a big gamble, It is necessary to put all the land capital on. Any time the self-questioning and repetition is the unbearable pain of Dongyi City, do you understand?"

Si Gujian sat on the bed. The eyes slowly passed over from the disciples on the ground, and finally fell on the face of Yunzhi.

The cloud is silent for a long time. Nodded.

Si Gujian smiled very rarely. He knows his own disciples too much, as long as he promises. Will definitely do it.

"Help me to go to the mountains to see, the sky is going to be bright, I think... look." The sound of the unlucky voice suddenly sounded in the chest of Si Gujian. It sounds like it is under the loess. The sound of the water screamed by the spring, the face of the great master began to show a strange white.

The heart of the cloud glimpsed in the heart, and helped the master's thin arms. On the other side, Wang Sanlang also supported the other arm of Si Gujian. The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and carefully lifted the Si Gujian from the bed.

跪 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最 最The toxins broke out in full swing, and the two feet had already swollen. They wore into the sandals and could see the swells being traced by the straps of the sandals.

Si Gujian seems to have no feeling. Just sighed comfortably. The two disciples knew that the Master’s feet were unaware. Gently rubbed the feet, and the tears dripped onto the slate floor in front of the bed.

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The moon is like a hook. Gradually hidden in the micro-grey sky, most of the sky above Dongyi City is still dark blue, only the east side reveals the white of the fish belly. In the Shimen, sitting in the night, Fan is tired and tired, holding his temples and letting himself not fall asleep. Suddenly he opened his eyes and Huo Ran got up. He watched the lights in the depths of the grass suddenly disappear. He knew that the aftermath of Dongyi City had been fulfilled... However, he saw a scene that made him deeply in the heart many years later. Scene.

In the distance, wearing four coats of linen, thin and thin four-legged sword, in the cloud of the scorpion and Wang Shilang Lang, with the help of all the disciples of the sword, out of the grass, along the grass road, Extremely difficult and extremely silent, even solemnly marching toward the back of the sword.

The shadow stood behind Van You and saw this scene, silent and without words.

In the faint ambiguity, it seems that I can see the oil in the air and look at the sword. When the disciple is helping the mountain, I look back and look at the stone gate of the mountain house. I don’t know if I am looking at Dongyi City. In the future, it will represent the shadow of the younger brother who remembered the childhood of Dongyi City.

Fan Xian and the shadow stood silently at the gate of the mountain, watching the line of the team marching toward the top of the mountain. The two of them stood straight, perhaps wanting to express their respect for the great master, and they must be sent to the top, and their eyes were flat. Mixed with any other emotions.

The body of the great master was thin and short, and under the support of Yunzhi and Wang Sanlang, it was almost invisible. The linen on his body floated in the morning breeze, and the feet of the sandals did not touch the ground.

The mountain behind the grasshopper is not high. It is a whole mountain from the mountain gate where the two are located. It is not far from each other. In a short while, the Jianyan and his people climbed to the top of the mountain.

Asahi on the eastern sea, it also jumped out of the quiet coastline and climbed up.

Fan leisurely eyes, I saw the first light in the world, so I crossed the sea, crossed the houses in Dongyi City, passed through the breath of the human world, crossed the gap of the green trees, and took care of it. On the hill behind the grasshopper, I took care of the disciples of the swordsmen of Dongyi City, and looked at the face of the thin master of the foremost.

The face of the great master suddenly showed a faint golden light. Although it was at the end of his life, although his body was weak and thin, he suddenly became above the sentient beings. This is not a sword-like momentum, just the feeling of the existence of this person.

Fan Xian looked at the mountain at a glance, and among the people, he could only see him.

Si Gujian calmly stood on the edge of the hill, letting the warm, familiar sun shine from the sea. He blinked a little, sniffing the air of Dongyi City, sniffing the breath of this, silently saying nothing, not knowing what is in his heart, not knowing if it was at the moment of dying, past history, past Everything has become a number of pictures in the minds of the great masters, accompanied by the golden light of the rising sun, constantly changing in front of his eyes.

Ants under the tree, friends with black cloth, brother, rain, dead, burning house, sword, sword pit, rags and **** in the pit, apprentice, apprentice, or apprentice, sword, sword, sword A sword is across the world, a sword protects the city, the city is not broken, the sword is not broken, but people are going to die.

Four Gu Jian smashed some of the godless eyes, drove the illusion in the sun, and tried to stand taller, look farther, look at the real things, but the feet are not strong, the eyes are also Somewhat blurry.

Yun Zhijun and Wang Shilang knew the idea of ​​the master and quickly helped him up.

Si Gujian suddenly felt that his vision was clear. He saw Dongyi City, which he had guarded for decades. He saw the smoke that was born in the city, saw the busy merchants who put out the morning market, and saw those invisible flows. The wealth of gold in the city and the city, I saw the happy smile of those people.

At the moment of dying, he suddenly felt that he didn't really want to see it, so he looked at him and saw the grasshoppers he had lived for many years. The pale yellow grasshoppers were actually just a broken grass house many years ago. He has lived here for a long time, killing a lot of people, teaching a lot of people, very proud.

In the end, Si Gujian saw the big green tree outside the city of Dongyi. Under the sun, this tree that has experienced countless wind and rain in the East China Sea is still growing healthy and wild, sheltering the pedestrians, travelers and businessmen who pass under the tree. The world.

Really a big tree.

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