1

Guigu Mountain.

The green distant mountains are becoming more and more hazy in a cloud and mist. The mountains and mountains are stacked in an orderly manner, vertical and horizontal manner, just like the two black and white sons who are unreasonable to kill on a chessboard. There is a universe in the vast world.

In the Fengyun Pavilion at the top of Guigu Mountain, two men, one black and one white, sat opposite each other, and a chessboard was placed on the stone mount. With the latitude and latitude intersecting, the two black and white sons were crisscrossing. The black son was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, almost unstoppable; the white son was advancing and retreating in moderation, attacking and defending in moderation. For a moment, it was difficult to separate the Xuan Zi.

"Thank you for your willingness to see me, my brother." The black-clad black man, although he spoke the word "Thank you", his tone was so cold that he could not feel a trace of gratitude.

The man in white didn't care, "Since you are born, you are no longer a person in Guigu. There is no difference between seeing and not seeing." The man in white's voice was as cold as the snow that never melted in the mountains all year round.

A white piece fell on the chessboard as the end of his words, and a "pop" shocked the birds in the valley.

At this time, a red sun broke through the clouds in the sky, and for a moment, the rays of light shone brightly. In a golden halo, the man in white seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, and he looked more and more elegant, unlike a man in the mortal world.

"Since that's the case, why did Guigu stop me?" The man in black said, but he exchanged greetings like an ordinary greeting.

"Stop?" Luozi's hand paused slightly, "Zhongrong was destroyed, you have already achieved your wish, how can you say this?" The man was dressed in white and elegantly, with a calm look between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Ha", the man in black seemed to be amused by his statement that he made a big move, but there was no smile in his eyes. "You and I are both learning skills under the master's knees, and you should know that my drunken husband's intention is not in Zhongrong."

"Your Excellency is not interested in Guigu, and what you want is to keep your body alone."

"Like the next four points today, although Guigu has avoided the world in the troubled times, people in the world have said: 'Ghost Valley is angry and the princes are afraid, and the world is calm. Since the senior brother is a man in Guigu, how can he keep his body alone?" The man in black raised his eyebrows, and the black son was as aggressive as a sword unsheathed, surrounding Baizi.

The man in white then looked up, and the frown and arrogant eyes were unconcealed between the eyes of the heavenly being shocked. His eyes were as calm as the moon, as if nothing was empty, and as if everything was included.

But the fairy-like man sighed, "Junior brother, Guigu no longer has your answer."

The man in black just looked at the white mist of Daishan in the distance, as if he was wandering in a daze. The scenery of Guigu Mountain was already beautiful in the world, but the people who looked at it were even more graceful.

After being silent for a long time, no one makes a move on the chessboard, and black and white pieces are fighting for a long time, but it is still difficult to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority. Both of them are like heaven and man, one is bright moon and breeze, one is evil and one is crazy, one is immortal and the other is demon.

The man in black lifted his robe and stood up, bowed to the man in white, "Please tell the master that he would forgive his disciple for being unfilial." He finally glanced at the broken game and turned around and walked away without any nostalgia.

The man in white sat alone for a long time before waved his hand to call the child and ordered the endgame to be put away intact.

Because they all knew that this game would be finished one day.

2

In the early morning of March, in an ordinary small garden in Guigu Mountain, the rouge-colored peach blossoms bloomed brightly.

With a "squeak" sound, the old wooden door slowly opened, and a woman covered her face with a white gauze led a man in blue to walk out.

"Sixth Brother, is my aunt really...Is she too busy to turn things around?" The woman's voice was gentle, but she was sad.

Meng Tanchuan studied under Guigu, but specialized in medical skills. He was more willing to steal people from the King of Hell without saying that his skillful hands were rejuvenated. However, the "Ghost Doctor Saint" in front of him who was praised by the world said to her in a difficult tone, "Luo'er, senior brother, I have tried my best. I am now hanging Aunt Qing's breath with ginseng. She is just at the end of her strength."

The moon set stood outside the door, and a few coughs came from inside the room, but it was already faint and inaudible.

"Aunt Qing has always told me to hide it from you." Tanchuan looked at her sad eyes like wind and dew, but he couldn't bear it. He had been a doctor for so many years and asked himself that there was no one he could not save, but Aunt Qing's illness was caused by depression for many years and has been difficult to recover, let alone.

She was determined to die.

"Luo'er, come in." A woman's voice came from the house. Yue Luo quickly wiped away the water stains at the corners of her eyes, trying not to let her aunt see what she was doing.

She pushed the door and walked towards the woman on the bed. The woman was only in her forties and could still see her beauty from her delicate facial features, but she was so haggard that she was suffering from years of illness.

The woman had an abnormal red light on her face, and she seemed to be in good spirits. She looked at the moonlight coming towards her and smiled lovingly: "Luo'er, come here quickly."

Yue Luo thought of the sixth senior brother's words just now, tears couldn't help but pour out again. She took a deep breath, sat down to the bed, held the woman's thin hand, and called out: "Auntie."

Aunt Qing smiled at the peerless girl in front of her. She looked at her and seemed not to look at her. "You and I are both princesses in Zhongrong. They were born to enjoy honor that others could not ask for, but they experienced hardships that others could not understand. But I was better, but at least I grew up under the shade of Zhongrong, but you experienced the pain of the country and the family at a young age."

She stopped and covered the handkerchief and coughed. When the handkerchief was removed, there was a mottled blood on it. Yue Luo's heart suddenly tightened, but Aunt Qing put away the handkerchief with a calm expression and said:

"I have never had a child in my life to love you as my own child. I have always spoiled you and everything depends on your nature. But today, if I ask you, you must answer me truthfully."

"Yes, aunt."

"Are you going to take revenge?" Aunt Qing stared at her eyes, and Sheng Yueluo, the light in her eyes, dared not look directly at her.

"Auntie, I..."

"Look into my eyes and answer me!"

Yue Luo felt Aunt Qing hold her hand tightly, and she raised her head to face Aunt Qing's sharp gaze and said, "Yes."

"How to report?" Aunt Qing's voice suddenly became sharp, "You do have the appearance of Daji and Baosi, but Emperor Tianwu of Xijing is not a foolish monarch who will ruin the country and the people for beauty!"

She breathed and said slowly: "Since ancient times, the emperor is so lucky. Luo'er, you must not have this idea."

"Auntie" Yue Luo interrupted her, "Of course I know how to defeat the entire Xijing by myself, so I have no such plan."

Aunt Qing nodded, pulled out a golden hairpin from her hair bun and handed it to Yue Luo, and said, "I have been rushing to restore Zhongrong all my life. Until now, I have tried my best to get this injury and suffered from injury, but I still can't stop Xijing's expansion. Although I know that Zhongrong has no hope of restoring the country, I still can't let it go."

"I understand the dilemma of my aunt." Yue Luo reached out to take care of Aunt Qing's hair on her temples, but Aunt Qing took the opportunity to hold her hand and reminded her:

"This golden hairpin is a token of the shopkeeper of Luoyuelou. I will give it to you. Although Luoyuelou also runs the prostitute shop business, those women are descendants of Zhongrong. Luoyuelou takes them in. They also voluntarily collect information for Luoyuelou. But one day, if one of them wants to retire to the mountains and forests, you must not stop them."

Seeing Yue Luo nodded, Aunt Qing said again: "This is the case in my life, but you still have a more exciting life, so I don't want you to get involved in this endless hatred, but I also hope you can live a happy life. I am trying my best to shrink the business of Luo Yue Tower. Remember, keeping your own way is to survive."

Yue Luo stood up and knelt in front of Aunt Qing's bed, and said softly but firmly: "Auntie, I can't agree to you."

"Why!" Aunt Qing struggled and half sat up, looking at Yue Luo kneeling in front of the bed and said furiously.

"The cavalry of Xijing stepped on my mountain and bullied my people, and this is a national hatred; killing my father and forcing my mother to die, and slaughtering the palace city overnight, this is a family hatred, how can the national hatred be repaid without revenge!"

"Do you know what the mantis that blocked the car ended?"

"I respect that mantis, because even if it knows that the end is to be broken, it will try its best to fight to the death."

"Do you want to use the lives of the innocent women in Luoyue Tower to engage in an unpredictable game of life and death for you?"

"Since it is a game, success, success, defeat, and be willing to accept the loss!"

"You! Cough cough..." Aunt Qing suddenly turned her head and coughed vigorously. Yue Luo was shocked and hurriedly walked to Aunt Qing, trying to calm her breath. Aunt Qing opened her hand, and her chest was irritated and irritated violently. She pointed at Yue Luo who was kneeling in front of her, trembling constantly, but she couldn't speak.

Yue Luo looked at her firmly.

Aunt Qing sighed to the sky, and suddenly turned black in front of her and fell on the bed. Yue Luo was shocked and shouted anxiously, "Auntie!" While pinching her, she was relieved.

Aunt Qing woke up slowly, but her face turned gray.

"Auntie, please don't leave me. You are the only relative in this world." Yue Luo cried, tears falling like broken pearls, constantly hitting on the back of Aunt Qing's hand. Aunt Qing raised her hand hard, trying to wipe away her tears, but she drooped down weakly. Yue Luo hurriedly held Aunt Qing's slid hand and pressed her cheek.

"Auntie, if you blame me, just hit me a few times, but don't get angry." Yue Luo was so sad that she could only hold Aunt Qing's hand tightly.

"Silly child, you are my daughter. How could you blame your daughter as a mother? "Aunt Qing gasped in a hurry, "It's a pity that I can't see you getting married."

"No, no, no, no." Yue Luo looked at Aunt Qing's gradually fading face. She could clearly feel that Aunt Qing's hand was getting weaker and weaker, but for the first time she felt so powerless.

Aunt Qing smiled slightly. The scenes of her life passed through her mind. Everything was just passing by. Only a figure in a green robe became clearer in front of her. She couldn't wait to reach out, as if she was about to fulfill an agreement many years ago.

Yue Luo looked at the man and shouted, "Master!"

Guigu Qingyun looked at the woman he loved the most in front of him, held her stretched out hand, and whispered something in her ear. Yue Luo looked at Aunt Qing and closed her eyes with a smile.

My aunt left, her only relative left, and she was really alone in this world. She thought she would cry, but now she only has two lines of tears.

It turns out that if a person says sadly, even tears will become redundant.

"Luoer, go out first. I want to stay here quietly for a while."

The moon set kowtowed heavily and retreated.

In addition to Meng Tanchuan wearing a hidden blue robe, there was also a man in white.

Yue Luo looked at him and called respectfully, "Senior Brother."

Li Chen nodded, and he, who had always been clear, said to her concisely: "Sad."

Although Meng Tanchuan is usually cynical, he knows how to say more and more wrong in the face of this situation. So this time, he only said two more words more than Li Chen, "I am sad."

Yue Luo knew the kindness of the senior brothers, but in the end he was in a difficult mood.

She knelt down toward the bamboo house, respectfully raised her head three times, and when she raised her eyes, she was already calm, but only she knew what kind of storm was hidden under the calm. She said slowly:

"Even if there is no hope of restoring the country in this life, I will make Xijing pay the same price!"
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