Are You OK

thirty-seven

"His Royal Highness, just received the news that a traitor in the group had secretly collected arms, and it seemed that he was instigated by the Wulin League. The people underneath arrested him and he is being interrogated." Jiao Jiaoran said.

Zhou Rongfu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I discuss such trivial matters with me?"

Jiao Jiaoran smiled embarrassedly: "The traitor is General Wang's adjutant, but General Wang is the old ministry of His Royal Highness... I thought, this matter is still up to His Highness——"

Zhou Rongyu said: "I see."

Jiao Jiaoran lowered his head and narrowed his expression, and was about to withdraw, when Yu Guangli saw a dagger hanging from his waist, he couldn't help but pause.

"What?" Zhou Rongyu lowered his eyes, "Oh, this is the meeting ceremony that Zuo Dao brought last time."

Jiao Jiaoran said: "When I left, I brought a few side-door magic soldiers to us to study the forging technology of this world. But your Highness can't blame me for talking, these magic soldiers are full of human blood for thousands of years, I am afraid they are a little ominous. It is said that this'Spring Breeze Ci Pen', the previous owners either died young or died lonely, and died very tragically..." She dragged her voice, "Your Highness, be careful."

Zhou Rongyu let out a low smile, Jiao Jiaoran's expression changed.

Zhou Rongyu said: "Don't bother you."

thirty eight

After Jiao Jiaoran left, Zhou Rongzhen turned around and said, "Did you hear clearly?"

There was a soft noise from behind the bookcase, and Li Ke turned out with a complicated expression, and raised the teapot to refill Zhou Rong's cup: "I think she has no good intentions. This is obviously provocative and wants to cut your wings."

"Of course she has no good intentions. If the pioneer team wants to convince the crowd, they must support me as an aboriginal and make clothes for others. They have suffered a lot."

Li Ke gritted his teeth and whispered: "His Royal Highness, why bother to use this muddy water? You have obviously been reborn once, and you have given up in your previous life..."

"It's because I was born again once, don't you understand."

Li Ke was taken aback.

Zhou Ronggu took a tea ceremony: "In my last life, after I gave up killing the king, I lived until the end of my life before returning to the time when I first met you. Although I lived deeply in that life, I also knew that the end of the dynasty change was in the end."

"..."

"If it's a manan arm as a car, I don't need to lose my life. But since I already know that the emperor is destined to die, and let me meet the pioneer group in this life, then it is just right to take advantage of the situation and end him with his own hands?"

thirty-nine

Li Ke hesitated to speak, before he said for a long time: "But can you predict whether the pioneer team or the martial arts league will win the country in the end?"

"I can't." Zhou Rongyu smiled, "I don't care either."

"..."

"Regardless of past and present, I have no interest in that throne, I just want to watch the emperor die. When he dies, we can go."

Li Ke looked at him blankly.Zhou Rongyu's tone slowed down a bit, and he said, "What's more, if the traverser is in power, he can transform the world to resemble your hometown."

Li Ke almost shed tears.

He wanted to ask: Is it worth it if the mountains and rivers are broken and the lives are overwhelmed?

But this question could not be exported in the end.Not because I dare not, but because it is meaningless.

forty

"Ancestor." Xie Liang said.

"Ancestor, you haven't written a manuscript for three days. Did you get a feel for it today?"

Fan Aiguo stuck himself in the carriage all day on the road to the signing tour, and ignored anyone.

Xie Liang rode a horse and shouted outside for a long time, and no one responded, so he had to take the place of the coachman. He sat in front of the car curtain and held the control rein.

"If you get stuck, we have to die in one place. Talk about life."

...

"I put myself to think for you, this is really a lot of pressure. There are always people in the world hacking you, what is this, aren't there so many true fans. Even though you really have no literary talent--" Xie Liang "Bah" He slapped himself, "But at least there is progress."

...

"As for transcending the best wishes, the host just said that, you can do your best." Xie Liang turned his head and looked at the curtain of the car for a long time and said sincerely, "At least I have always been optimistic about you."

...

"Fan Aiguo? I'm going to make a formidable push anymore."

There was no sound inside the curtain.Xie Liang's heart gradually became uneasy, and he lifted the curtain of the car, only to see Fan Aiguo's whole body spread into a "big" character, snoring long.

Xie Liang reined his horse abruptly, and the long sword "chucked" against Fan Aiguo's neck and nailed it into the car plate. He grabbed him and said, "I can't bear it, kill you before you surrender."

"Don't don't!" Fan Aiguo pissed off, "I had a flash of inspiration in my dream just now, and thought of a perfect ending destined to last forever."

forty one

Yingtai heard that Shan Bo was not dead and there was no idea, so he hurriedly went to the thatched house to look for, but he was already empty. There was only a piece of letter paper on the table, and he wrote: "This world is like this, it is like a big dream. Go back in the wind, don’t read it."

Yingtai cried and said: "He has returned to his time. There is no peace in this world, and this world is not worthy of him." But did she marry and be a woman and spend the rest of her life in regret?No, she swore to the death to find him.Yingtai said to himself: "Tomorrow, I will figure out a way to return to him. After all, tomorrow is a new day."

Yingtai Zhen walked alone, and soon disappeared.Ma Wencai looked for her everywhere, but finally turned to the thatched house, picked up the letterhead and looked through it, and suddenly saw that the back of the paper was densely written.After Ma Wencai read a few lines, it turned out to be full of poems foretelling the fate of Zhu and Ma.The last poem read: "The one who sees through, escapes into the empty door; the obsessed, kills his life in vain. It's as if a bird is thrown into the forest, and a piece of white land is really clean."

Ma Wencai suddenly realized that according to the prophecy, the town would be swept away from the ground by the hurricane at the moment he finished reading the verse. The family that suffered a hundred years of loneliness was destined not to appear for the second time.

(Finish)

Forty-two

Xie Liang held the manuscript paper and shed two lines of tears.

Xie Liang choked up and said: "It's too tragic, it's a master's handwriting, all-encompassing. You wrote it yourself?"

Fan Aiguo did not change his face and said, "It is now."

"..."

forty three

Fan Aiguo made an eternal ending. The spring breeze was so proud that he could float in the air with a single breath.

At the signing event the next day, fans expressed their love for "The Black-bellied Gardener is in Love with Me". Fan Aiguo smiled modestly and said, "It's just a few groans without illness."

"Ah----" The crowd threw out Jinpa sachets.

Xie Liang's mouth twitched.

After the signing was over, Fan Aiguo was in a good mood. He pulled the officers and soldiers of the town and said cordially and friendly: "Thank you, brother."

"It doesn't work, it doesn't work." The officer lowered his head and smiled shamefully, "My sister was originally a fan of Mr. Fan."

Fan Aiguo was about to swell to the sky, and said cordially: "That's a coincidence, why should I sign her?"

"Thank you very much, then." The officers and soldiers said shyly, "I must burn it to her."

"..."

Xie Liang glanced at Fan Aiguo, who was petrified in place.

The officers and soldiers said: "This book is well written. If this world does not fight, my sister can live to this day, and personally accept Mr. Fan's signature."

Xie Liang opened his mouth and said, "Sister Ling is alive in the sky, and there is some comfort."

Fan Aiguo stiffly picked up the pen and signed the name, and finally organized his lines: "I hope that the day when the aborigines and the traversers live together in peace will come soon, and there will be no more disputes and wars in the world."

The officer's eyes turned red in an instant, and he was moved: "Mr. Fan is very righteous, really a living Bodhisattva is alive."

"..."

The officers and soldiers said: "You give me an autograph, and I have nothing to return, but I can protect you for a stroll around the city."

Xie Liang looked up and down vigilantly, but Fan Aiguo suddenly remembered something and asked, "Can the big brother take me to a high place? The kind that can have a bird's eye view of the city and the clouds and mountains in the distance."

Forty-four

Long Daxia walked into the pharmacy and stretched out his hand to take off a blood coat.

Although the Wulin League cut off the supply of munitions to the pioneer group several times, it sent additional manpower to compensate for the traverser camp.Long Daxia relied on his strength to be outstanding, and he took the lead every time, and made a lot of great achievements in the rain of guns and bullets.But after all, he is a mortal fetus, and the more times, it is inevitable to suffer some minor injuries.

"Troubled Doctor Tao." Long Daxia whispered.

Tao Zhongchi applied medicine to the wound on his shoulder and said softly: "It's not a major problem, but I need to rest more recently. Don't fight again."

Long Daxia was silent.

Tao Zhongchi said: "Can't do it?"

Long Daxia shook his head.Tao Zhongchi sighed: "Why can people work so hard?"

Long Daxia smiled bitterly: "I didn't believe in the nonsense of stopping war by war." He didn't say any more.

Tao Zhongchi didn't ask much, stretched out his hand and pointed out: "At least remember, someone is waiting for your life to come back."

Long Daxia followed her fingers and looked at the sleeping figure behind the gauze account, his eyes calm.

forty five

"This is the highest place in the city." The officers and soldiers grinned, "The weather is fine today, and it is suitable for viewing."

He took Fan Aiguo directly to the tower.

Looking down, although the neighborhood shops in the town are somewhat closed, and the carriages and horses are a bit depressed, but Yangliuqing and the spring hills are continuous, it seems that they have not been affected by the war, and they are still prosperous and soft.

Xie Liang had no intention of appreciating, and he looked around guardingly, and then looked back and forth at the guards of the city. After all, he felt unreliable. After turning around, he urged: "It's almost done?"

Fan Aiguo did not answer.

Xie Liang frowned and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen enough? You can find another source if you want to—" He didn't finish, but saw Fan Aiguo's expression.

Fan Aiguo stood there blankly, looking in the opposite direction.

The officers and soldiers followed the scene outside the city wall and scratched their heads and said, "Don't be afraid, that was already half a year ago, and this one is no longer fighting. It's just that the prefect surrendered to the pioneer team to prevent the exiles from entering the city."

A gust of warm wind blew, and some sand fell from the mottled city wall.

Xie Liang closed his eyes and yanked on Fan Aiguo Road, "Let's go."

Fan Aiguo staggered and turned around. Before following him downstairs, he looked back at the scorched earth that was once the town in the distance.

The spring is shining, the sun is shining all over the white flowers

Forty Six

The starvation and stump of Baihuahua.

forty seven

"Ancestor." Xie Liang said.

"Ancestor, what are you doing? The Wulin League is so eager to ask me to pick up the paper. You have already finished the paper. Why don't you send it out and get out of the sea of ​​suffering?"

...

"Fan Aiguo."

...

Xie Liang sighed, raised the driving curtain, and lowered his head to get in.

Fan Aiguo returned to the state with his eyes blue and gray like ghosts. He was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the carriage, writing something crookedly.The crumpled manuscript paper was already half a page full, but when I looked closely, it was all blacked out.

The carriage shook, Xie Liang blinked at him, and said, "Are you possessed by the Dragon Warrior?"

"What?" Fan Aiguo raised his head like waking up from a dream.

"This face is desolate and susceptible to cold water, looking at it is particularly against peace."

"..."

Xie Liang said, "Do you want to rewrite the ending?"

Fan Aiguo was silent for a moment, and said, "Yeah."

Xie Liang said, "Why? Was that bad before?"

"Very good." Fan Aiguo smiled bitterly. "It's so good that I won't be able to change anything better in my next life. The only bad thing is that it wasn't what I said."

Fan Aiguo threw away the manuscript and looked back at Xie Liang, his expression almost confused: "I had nothing to say before, but now I suddenly have it. But what can I say? Who would listen?"

Forty eight

Xie Liang stared at Fan Aiguo quietly for a while, sat cross-legged across from him, and said, "Before, I thought I would never be a dragon hero. The same swordsman, dragon hero can sweep the army, and I was blamed. After chasing and killing for more than half a year, he will depend on him to save lives in the end."

He didn't care if Fan Aiguo was listening or not, and he said to himself: "Later, I felt that it was nothing if I could not become a dragon hero. It was because I was framed by others, so I was embarrassed to prove my innocence, and I got rid of the rape by the Wulin League. Little things, that’s what I did. How many people in this world can leave their names behind? Isn’t the little person worthy of living a life because of this?"

"..."

Xie Liang said, "If you have anything you want to write, you can write it boldly, without thinking about who to surpass. Even if one person hears it, it is your mark."

forty nine

Shan Bo walked through the ruins of the town with his baggage on his back, and looked back at the collapsed gate of Zhu's mansion from a distance.

Yingtai said, "I don't know when I will return." Shan Bo took her hand and said with a smile: "You and I are in the same heart, so why are you more afraid?" Yingtai looked at him fixedly, although there was a lot of war. Separated from his family again, but standing side by side with this person, there seemed to be a wide world in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing and crying.

(

End of Part One)

fifty

...

"I'm so stupid, really." Xie Liang said.

"I just encouraged him to write the ending he thought in his heart, but I didn't know that what he thought was not the ending." Xie Liang said.

The host smiled and said, "Isn't it great. The pioneer team is now approaching the capital, and the dragon chair should also be replaced. After a good show, we are waiting for the next round."

Fan Aiguo gave a dull cough.

The host said: "You

Write the second part well, and submit the manuscript more diligently, don't always make Master Xie embarrassed.The organization needs you to shine.How many words were written in the first issue?"

fifty one

Fan Aiguo recalled the blank piece of manuscript paper on the desk, then glanced at Xie Liang.

Fan Aiguo resolutely said: "Three thousand characters."

Finish

The author has something to say: 1. The play written by Fan Aiguo in the physical book uses different fonts, jj does not have this function, so I can only explain, "The starvation and stump of Baihuahua" is written by Fan Aiguo. of.

2. The ending of the pseudo-blessing ceremony written by Fan Aiguo, which combines elements such as "A Hundred Years of Solitude", "Gone with the Wind", and "Dream of Red Mansions".