MTL - That Person In That River and Lake-Chapter 568 If the sky is merciless, it is just not emotional

  Chapter 568 If the sky is ruthless, it’s just not emotional

The wind in August, blowing on Langya Mountain, has become very cool, as if it is sandwiched with snow, there are autumn leaves falling, it looks a little more lonely, and it is not far away from the red wedding dress out of place.

   "Why?" Gu Qingci asked, "Do you know anything?"

  Mo Lanying looked at Gu Qingci from a distance, her hair was lifted by the breeze, she was a little cold, she walked over slowly, and suddenly hugged Gu Qingci, almost sticking her whole body on Gu Qingci.

Gu Qingci was a little caught off guard, and wanted to push it away, but just as soon as he moved, Mo Lanying said: "No, let me hug you, this is what I have been looking forward to for a long time, I am afraid, if I don't hug you again, I will not hug you again in the future." There is no chance."

  Gu Qingci was a little at a loss, hesitated for a long time, then slowly put down his hand, but did not push it away.

"Scholar, I have seen your future. In the twenty-two years of Tiance, the world is in chaos, the Central Plains is full of fire, and the northern desert invades. In the future I saw, you are a great Confucian in the Xia Kingdom, the only one who entered the imperial court. Great Confucianism, you personally led fifty thousand Xia troops to the north to resist Beimo, and finally...died at the border!"

"I know that the future I see is just the tip of the glacier. Moreover, by now, too many things have deviated from the track of history. Rushi, who was supposed to kill in Beimo as your widow, died in your hands. The alcoholic who should have died in Qiandeng Town has now completed his marriage contract. There are too many others, all of which I see The future is different, but I discovered that although the track has deviated, the damned people are still dying, and the big things that should happen are still happening, but the conditions have changed!"

"Scholar, the track of history is only deviated, not broken. You have to remember that this is the general trend, and manpower cannot change it. I am afraid, I am afraid that you really died on the battlefield of Beimo as I saw, promise I, must not go, no matter what happens in the future, you must not go!"

   Gu Qingci was in a daze, Mo Lanying's identity, when he was reminded to save Liu Yiqing that time, Gu Qingci had already guessed it, the legendary book-turner, a person who reads an era beyond the long river of history now!

   Past, present, future.

   This is time, an infinity, beyond description.

   Even the Dao of Heaven is still shrouded in time.

  Mysterious and mysterious, no one can escape.

   Just when Gu Qingci was in a daze, there was a sudden warmth on his face, and his eyes widened.

  Mo Lanying kissed Gu Qingci's face lightly, like a chicken pecking rice, then turned and ran, and disappeared from Gu Qingci's sight when Gu Qingci realized it.

  He stared straight at the deserted road.

  ...

  At the foot of Langya Mountain, a carriage left slowly.

Mo Lanying leaned in the carriage, covered her mouth and coughed softly. She spread her palms and found purple blood. Her face was pale and lifeless. Wrinkles appeared, but in an instant, the whole person seemed to have aged decades.

Wiping off the blood on her palm, Mo Lanying slowly took out a mask from her bag, slowly put it on her face, and said softly: "This...is like the real Meng Po! Meng Po...Meng Po, a bowl Meng Potang, I wonder if I can really forget the past?"

The vitality of heaven and earth in the carriage fluctuated slightly, and the figure of Hou Tu slowly appeared, sitting opposite Mo Lanying, his eyes were full of pity, he gently stroked Mo Lanying's head, like a mother stroking her daughter, and sighed: "Is it worth it? You have reversed the general trend once, and now, for Gu Qingci, you are forcibly leaking the secret. This is using your life in exchange for his life, is it worth it?"

Mo Lanying shook her head and said: "It's not about whether it's worth it, but whether you want it or not. Ma'am, I'm not from this era. I came here because I saw the heavenly book that Gu Qingci left behind when he died. Perhaps, My destiny was originally to come and see him, or maybe, after I die, I will go back and return to the era that belongs to me."

Hou Tu said: "Silly girl, since you know that you are a variable, why bother to see the ebb and flow of the tide from the perspective of a bystander? Didn't you say that you just want to see this Is it the turbulent era? But now, what do you think?"

Mo Lanying recently raised his eyebrows and said, "I never thought I would meet a scholar. In my era, when I saw him in ancient books, I couldn't help calling him a scholar. Later, in the ruins In the novel, because a scholar came here, and because a scholar got to know him, it would be great if he had always been that scholar, but he is a great Confucian, and if he changed today, he also changed, but he became a sword fairy."

   "Mother, if you have a chance to change the fate of Ksitigarbha, even if it's just a chance, would you give up your life to buy him that chance?"

  Hou Tu's mouth was filled with thousands of words, which finally turned into a sigh.

  Mo Lanying also stopped talking, watching the car window drifting away,

  She doesn't know whether this is obsession or liking,

   Anyway, no regrets!

  ...

"elder brother."

  At night, the two brothers Gu Qingci and Gu Qingshi sat on the roof. On the hundreds of feet high mountain, the stars they saw seemed brighter than before.

   "Brother, tell me, will there be a day when we two will fight each other?" Gu Qingshi asked after taking a sip of his wine.

  Gu Qingci smiled and said, "No."

   "I don't think so either." Gu Qingshi said.

"During this period of time, many things always appeared in my mind, brother, a Xuanyuan sword, now it has become a general, you have one, I have one, one heaven is also divided into two, one is you, one is It's me, we are destined to be brothers by nature!"

  Gu Qingci nodded and said: "Whatever **** or heaven, you are my younger brother, you are my younger brother."

   "Tell me, who is right in the dispute between the two heavens?" Gu Qingshi asked.

   "What do you think?" Gu Qingci asked.

"I think brother, what you said is right." Gu Qingshi said: "You have always been my hero, no matter when you were a child or later entered the world, every step you arranged for me was perfect. "

Gu Qingci patted Gu Qingshi's head, and said: "There is no right or wrong in the battle of the Dao, it just depends on which angle you stand on. The day when the Dao is divided into two, it seems that our two brothers are destined to stand on opposite sides Yes, but, after all, the way of heaven is too lofty, he doesn't understand people's hearts!"

  ...

I don't know if it was the 18th year of Tiance or the 19th year of Tiance. There are no specific records in the classics. I only know that after that year, in the depths of the Western Regions, in the yellow sand all over the sky, there was an additional Mengpo Village. Mask, boil soup, claiming to be Meng Po.

Later, slowly, in the 800 miles of yellow sand, there was a fiery red flower, which is called Manzhushahua, also known as the other shore flower. The flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves do not see flowers. !

  Pedestrians are tired, and Meng Po will send a bowl of Meng Po soup, which is sweet and delicious. After drinking, let go of the fetters in your heart and be relieved.

  One night, Langya Mountain was full of gongs and drums.

  People were talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and the newlyweds became husband and wife from now on, regardless of life, old age, sickness and death, regardless of prosperity and prosperity, they made a vow to stay together.

   Gu Qingci and Gu Qingshi two brothers sat under the stars, chatted in the middle of the night, and drank a lot of wine. It was not until late at night that Gu Qingshi noticed that there were still people standing quietly holding fiery red lanterns in the gazebo under the corner of the eaves.

Gu Qingci patted Gu Qingshi's shoulder, said with a smile: "Go, don't let the girl wait for you for too long, if one day, when you look back, she is still in the dimly lit place, she is you, you should smile slightly, One who says peace."

  Gu Qingshi smiled, did not speak, slowly got up and left, walked to the gazebo, the girl holding the lantern smiled lightly, followed closely behind without saying much.

  The deeper you go, the darker it gets.

  Gu Qingshi turned his head, glanced at the person who was still on the roof, sighed, and said, "Emotional matters are really hard to say."

  Luo Yang raised his head and said, "Fate will eventually come to an end, how about doing it and cherishing it?"

  Gu Qingshi froze for a moment, then turned around and left slowly.

That night, after Gu Qingci drank the last sip of wine, he threw the wine jar freely and leisurely down the mountain without saying goodbye, but after the disciples of the Langya Sword Sect saw him, Liu Yiqing hurried out, but was watching At the moment when Gu Qingci turned his back, he stopped again.

  (end of this chapter)