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The first book: "The Inheritance of the Divine Dragon: The Legend of the Dragon"
Pit Entry Guide:
The days in June were hotter than ever. Irritable to want to break everything to break the invisible shackles that trap one's mind.
The invisible power that ravaged his heart on the other side made himself miserable, and the summer wind did not whistle in a gentle way, carrying the dry hot air that made him irritable.
Rolled up the bangs that covered his eyes of the boy who was sitting on the ground with trembling hands and holding his legs hard, and the messy figure of the boy who didn't look too short.
The sky is more red than ever, the sun is like a weak fireball hanging on the edge of a cliff with no end in sight, the blood of the sun is so red that it wants the blood of the cuckoo, and the red silk on the side is like the eyes of the infinite grief people are bleeding.
It was like the bloodied eyes of the boy sitting on the ground in disheveled clothes.
Another gust of wind whistled by, and the boy who was sitting under the Yulong Mountain did not feel the hot air that made him very irritable, and there was still a trace of coolness in the wind.
The sky thundered suddenly, startling the young man sitting on the ground, and his heart returned to reality, and he looked up at the sky and thought it was a gray patch.
He didn't feel the blood flowing from his eyes at all, nor did he know that the slanting sun that was like weeping blood suddenly disappeared when the thunder sounded, and what he saw in front of him was no longer the cliff that had never seen the end before, but a piece of darkness.
He looked up at the sky, which had formed a whirlpool of dark clouds that he had never seen before, and if a meteorologist were here, he would be very surprised by the wonders of nature that appeared here, and he would surely hurry to take a hundred and eighty photos for meteorological research.
Is it going to rain? The young man sitting on the ground murmured in his mouth.
Then he stood up lazily, and saw that the look was easy to hang high without caring about himself.
Look at his weakly bent figure and his messy clothes and bleeding eyes, how lonely and how lonely he is, how sad he is. It was also seen that he was about one meter seven and five, the skin of the upper limbs exposed on the outside of the T-shirt was white and yellow, the cheek skin and the upper limbs were not much different, and a pair of heroic sword eyebrows.
Here he looked up at the sky, and with infinite emotion to the sky, he said, "The Heavenly Dao is merciless? Avenue, the sky plays four or nine, and people are not the only ones. But the heavens can still have feelings! ”
Then a drop of "tears" dripped down his raised cheeks to his sideburns, dripping on the Yulong Stone at the foot of Yulong Mountain, a total of nine drops, forming a seemingly chaotic and strange pattern.
Suddenly, the sky rain poured down like a scoop, washing away the blood on his cheek that he thought was a tear, and the blood on the rain dragon stone was long gone, and he turned around and walked slowly towards the city weakly.
Gradually, I could only see a lonely figure, and the young man who left a lonely figure was called Wei Zunlong.
Wei Zunlong, 19 years old, high school student, studied at Yulong No. 2 Middle School in Yulong County, Qian Province.
He came from a small village. Just today, Wei Zunlong encountered the biggest setback of his life, the most unforgettable, the most sad blow.
He lost love again, the first time he lost love was in junior high school, he was basically a love white, and he proposed it himself, although he said that he was lost in his heart for two days, but it didn't matter, but this caused a huge blow to Wei Zunlong's life.
It almost ruined his life, because it came too suddenly and could not be accepted for a while, so Wei Zunlong was unwilling in his heart.
Just this morning, Wei Zunlong's girlfriend, Chen Dan, the first school flower in the whole school, proposed to break up with him, and said that Wei Zunlong was useless, which greatly hit Wei Zunlong, but none of this mattered, because Wei Zunlong never thought of finishing a good college exam in high school, because for him, who only wanted to start a business, had different ideas from ordinary people, and had lofty ambitions.
He was not willing to be so good to her, but she was so indifferent to his own feelings, very determined, all her performances deeply stung his heart, no matter how he kept it, he was indifferent.
He was really hurt completely, because his kindness to her made his sister and sister jealous, but what was the result? Later, he somehow walked to the foot of Yulong Mountain.
Wei Zunlong dragged his weak body full of mud back to the hut he rented alone, he did nothing, the door was not related, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Wei Zunlong felt that he was very uncomfortable with fever all over his body, and he immediately knew that he had a high fever, but the medicine he had prepared had already been eaten by his girlfriend when he was sick last time, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes when he thought of it.
It was now three o'clock in the morning and there was no place to buy medicine, and the doctor on duty at the county hospital had long been asleep, not to mention the others, only to survive.
Late at night, Wei Zunlong thought about a lot of things, and also wanted to understand a lot of what he sighed: "Sometimes there is a need in fate, and there is always a need in fate", and the sand that he can't hold is better than yang it. Why be so attached, so painful?
Finally staying up until dawn, Wei Zunlong felt a new dawn, he got up and opened the induction cooker, boiled some boiling water and drank it, and then boiled water to wash his hair.
Because Wei Zunlong's family comes from the countryside, renting a simple single room, so there is no shower at all, bathing and washing hair are washed with washbasin water, washing hair must be boarded, just climb down to feel a little pain in the chest He did not care too much, after washing his hair in a small clinic on the way to school, he bought fever reducer and cold medicine after eating, adjusted his mentality, Wei Zunlong went to class.
After a dull and did not listen to the lecture in the morning, because Wei Zunlong spent the whole morning watching poultry disease prevention and treatment, this is his hobby, this is his goal, this is his goal of choosing to start a business, breeding.
After school, Wei Zunlong walked out of the classroom carrying a school bag full of poultry and livestock farming. Suddenly someone behind me shouted: Zun Long, wait a minute, let's go together, go to "Xie San Restaurant." ”
Hearing this voice, Wei Zunlong immediately hung a confident curved smile on his face, turned around, and walked towards a smiling boy.
But look at this person's skin to become the kind of girl jealousy and envy, a pair of thin lips, knife-sharp face together, making him become a demon, if he is a girl, it must be a demon dementor witch, this person is called Wang Junjie.
Slightly shorter in height and Wei Zunlong, compared to Wang Junjie Wei Zunlong's face full of masculinity, the facial features are in place, and he can also be regarded as a handsome man, especially his two thick eyebrows and those eyes that have a god, full of confidence and fighting spirit are even more inspiring, and their only drawback is that their height is not ideal.
Wang Junjie was one of Wei Zunlong's last friends, and Wang Junjie walked up and put his hand on Wei Zunlong's back and said: Zun Long, I heard that you and Chen Dan blew?
Wei Zunlong said, "It's over, don't talk about this." ”
Wang Junjie asked again: "Why didn't anyone answer your phone yesterday, I called Dongzi and I looked for a day without finding you in a hurry, next time don't make such a low-level mistake." ”
Wang Junjie said with a tone of seeming anger but with infinite concern. Wei Zunlong embarrassedly revealed his trademark apologetic smile and said that he was sorry that he did not bring his mobile phone yesterday.
Wei Zunlong immediately said, "So, let's go to Xie San Restaurant to eat 'big row'", that is, big row of rice noodles.
Because of his two appetites, they both love to eat rice noodles. Eating rice noodles, Wang Junjie looked up at Wei Zunlong with a look of disbelief in his mouth and asked, "Is it really all right?" ”
Because Wang Junjie knew him too well and knew how much Wei Zunlong loved Chen Dan. Wei Zunlong replied, "Do you think I'm in trouble?" ”
Wang Junjie swept up and down with a look of concern, and then said that he really didn't see anything wrong. Wei Zunlong's eyes glanced at Wang Junjie and said, "Don't you see who I am?" ”
Wang Junjie kicked at Wei Zunlong and said, "Roll for me", wei Zunlong grinned and flashed away.
Wei Zunlong didn't want to think about what he looked like yesterday, if it wasn't for the thunder, he could come back? The heart is only afraid that it is already dead, even if the heart is not dead, I am afraid that the eyes will be blind, because it is not tears, it is sad blood.
If it wasn't for the sudden change in the weather that made him suddenly feel something, could he put it down so quickly? But this mentality is also strong enough. You said one sentence to me, the two chatted for a while, and after a while both of them ate well, and then each said a few nonsense and went home.
After going back, Wei Zunlong took the medicine, and then went to sleep, the high fever still did not recede, and his chest hurt more severely in the afternoon.
The pain is much more sensitive than in the morning, as long as the hands are extended upwards, you will feel the pain in your chest, he did not go to class in the afternoon, he made a phone call to Wang Junjie to let him come and accompany him to the hospital, because he loves medicine very much, knows more knowledge, and feels that his state is a bit serious.
To be continued...
The second book: "Love in the Long Sky"
Pit Entry Guide:
Early September in the Gregorian calendar. Rainstorm.
Lan Zhi held up an old light blue umbrella and walked on the way home. The street lights on this road were broken a few times, and the surrounding area looked dim and depressed, and the sky rolled through a burst of thunder from time to time, like a divine punishment, which made people panic. The wind and rain weave into a thick pale, overwhelming ground. Although she wore an umbrella, her body was inevitably wet by the rain under such heavy rain. Because it was summer, she only wore a single coat of white gauze, and the coolness brought by the rain made her only clench her palms, saving the little temperature left in her palms. The streets at 11 o'clock on a rainy night are exceptionally quiet. All she could hear was the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella, and the sound of herself stepping on the stagnant water. Lightning flashed out quickly, adding to her uneasiness.
Originally, she was keeping her head down and focusing on the rain under her feet, until she wanted to see how long it would take to get home. She glanced up, just in time for lightning to shine through the sky again.
So she saw the man.
The rain washed away his body in blood, wretched, pale, calm, yet handsome. It looked like he should have been seriously injured, and he supported himself with one hand to support himself from lying down in the cold rain on the ground, and the heavy wheezing was faintly audible under the sound of rain.
Lan Zhi was shocked, and then thought that he probably encountered a gangster firefight or a street gangster fight or something like that, and decided not to provoke right and wrong, just as if he didn't see anything, just continue to walk his own path. She took two steps, but stopped again.
She couldn't go.
Because in the flash of electric light, she clearly sensed that he was looking at her. In the dim light, through the heavy misty rain curtain, his eyes shone brightly.
"These eyes are so beautiful." She was so stunned that she wanted to pretend that she didn't see anything, which was obviously not good.
"I was seriously injured, but I was seen." This girl's spiritual power was so deep, but it seemed to be sealed, and she was completely mortal. I don't know what's coming. Whether it is friend or foe, I have no other choice as I look now. Shiranogawa made up his mind, looking at Lan Zhi as if he was frightened by his own appearance and did not dare to come over. So in the sound of the rain that filled the heavens and the earth, he left the low wall he was supporting, and walked in her direction step by step, staggering, letting the rain hit his body.
Despite the physical pain, Shiranokawa tried to make his voice sound calm and gentle: "This young lady, where is the nearest hospital here?" ”
Lan Zhi looked back and said busily: "The hospital is not far away, you go forward along this road, then turn right, and then walk a little bit to see." ”
"Okay, thank you."
Shiranokawa said, and was ready to go around her and continue to walk forward. Lan Zhi saw this and hurriedly opened his body to give way, halfway to the way, and then remembered something, "Can you walk to the hospital by yourself?" Do you want me to help you? ”
"Oh no! I can do it myself. Thank you. ”
When Lan Zhi heard this, he didn't have much trouble, only said: "My family will arrive soon, you can use this!" Saying that, he shoved his umbrella into Shiranogawa's hand and ran away by himself.
Does it seem to be really mortal? Shiranokawa took the umbrella, stunned, then shook his head and smiled, and disappeared into the rain curtain.
Entering the stairs, Lan Zhi kicked open the torn cardboard boxes scattered in the corridor, roared the insensitive voice-activated lights, and went up the stairs quietly. Obviously, what just happened did not affect her. Opening the door, it was unsurprisingly pitch black. Dad was on a business trip, and Mom coaxed his little brother to sleep first. Although she is a stepmother, she has grown up with her since she was three years old, and she can be regarded as her own. However, no matter how good it is to her, I always remember in my heart that I am not biological. Lan Zhi washed with the prepared hot water, and the sound of the water was particularly clear at night. After tossing and turning for a while, she finally lay down in the quilt.
Why, why do I live in this world? What is the point of living like this now? At 18, I can decide where I want to go in the future, and sadly I don't have a place to go. My biological mother, now, does not know where. It's so tiring to think about it.
It was night again, and the shadows on both sides were standing up, and it was impossible to see where it was leading. She was the only one on the road, bowing her head and walking silently forward. The air around me smelled a little cool. There were no lights ahead, no homes, just endless darkness.
Girlish feelings, should be a school of blue spring grass, mountain flowers. But for many people, it will also be replaced by the confusion and loneliness of youth. Ranji was ushered into a silent and sad dream by the sound of rain. Tonight, no moonlight could illuminate the teardrops in the corners of her eyes.
At six o'clock the next morning, the sky was already slightly transparent. Ranji was disturbed by his own alarm clock, although it was a melodious song. Pressing off the mobile phone, she found that her arm hurt a little, it turned out that she did not sleep well last night, and her arm reached outside the quilt and suffered from wind and cold. Lan Zhi endured the headache caused by lack of sleep and rubbed his arms with both hands, feeling that it was not helpful, and then put it down. Turning her head to look out the window, it was as if her eyes could see the view outside through the heavy curtains. Finally she felt out her glasses and put them on.
Get up, after all, it's another day.
"I really envy our English teachers, graduated from famous schools, and will make money, and my husband is still so handsome." Li Qinglu said enviously.
"Yes, yes, yes! I also feel! Have you seen her children? Cute burst! I'll be satisfied in the future if I'm like her!" Shen Yun agreed.
Listening to the two girls next to him chattering, Lan Zhi also smiled and said, "Well, the English teacher is very good." It is. She tilted her head for a moment to think of an adjective.
"What's that?" Shen Yun asked.
"I can't say. Okay I'm going to turn the corner and go. You two walk carefully at night. Bye! Lan Zhi said and stepped onto the White Jade Bridge. A local bridge made entirely of white jade.
"Bye bye!" Two girls waved at her.
What is it? Probably even someone like the English teacher, who is already good enough in her small vision, can only live such a life. Nine to five, every day, every year facing the same scenery, the same crowd, can not take even one step out of their cage, can not see even a foot farther away. As for tourism, what's the use of that, it's just a once or twice a year.
This is a small county in northern Jiangsu, that is, the kind of small county that few people will think about why they want to live. The folk customs are simple, and when it rains, many people will hold up oil-paper umbrellas, and even the roads are paved with bluestone slabs one by one. However, even if they live here, most of them are only concerned with how to live and how to make more money. Enjoy a better life.
Isn't life so helpless and sad?
Looking up at the clear night sky, the stars flickered clearly, and the stars were reflected in the river under the bridge along with the lights of the moment, making this shallow river as brilliant as the Milky Way. There was a night wind blowing, and the waves rippled, scattering their own reflections. Everything in front of her made her mood clearer. After crossing the White Jade Bridge, it was the path that broke a few street lights yesterday. In addition to the street lamps on both sides, there is also a row of osmanthus trees planted on both sides, and after a wind and rain last night, most of the tender yellow flowers have withered, but the fragrance is still there.
In contrast, the night was much gentler. There was no lightning, no thunder, just still dim. There is less thunder and rain, and it seems peaceful and lonely.
This time, however, there was someone on the road.
Regardless of the fresh rain, he leaned halfway against the lamppost, and his body language seemed to say that he was bored and tired. Holding an umbrella in his hand. Somehow, even under the street lamp, he still seemed to be in the shadows. But this time, she could see his face calmly. It is a boy of the same age as himself, with thin lips, single eyelids, white skin, and his facial features are not how delicate, but there is always some gentle and joyful look between his eyebrows. She had only seen him once before, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He saw her coming, stared for a moment, and then finally stood up straight and walked toward her.
And she had no intention of stopping, so she walked towards him with a hint of curiosity and anticipation. Because this person seems ordinary and calm at the moment. It's not like a street thug or a gangster.
And. He really looks like his favorite type.
Finally, he stopped two steps in front of her.
Then he opened his mouth, smiled, and said in the most pleasant voice in the world: "Miss, I have come to return your umbrella." ”
Lan Zhi originally looked up at him slightly, and when he heard this, he lowered his head and took the umbrella. "Actually." I didn't expect you to come back. By the way, how did your injury get better so quickly? ”
"Borrowing things from other people always has to be repaid. Yesterday you saw that I was scared of blood, right? In fact, it is all skin trauma, and bandaging is no big deal. ”
"After shedding so much blood, you should still take care of it." Well, then I'll go home first. Although Lan Zhi did not hate the boy in front of her, she had always been not very good at dealing with boys, so she took an umbrella and prepared to go home directly.
Shiranogawa didn't want to do it so quickly, and said, "Wait. You don't want to know how I got my injury yesterday? ”
Lan Zhi was a little puzzled, not knowing what the motives of the person in front of him were. I had to ask him, "How did you get it?" ”
"It's a long story. Talk as you go, and send you home by the way. ”
To be continued...
The third book: "The New Martial Arts Leader"
Pit Entry Guide:
In the west of Shijiagou Village, Zaoling Township, Xiangning County, east of Lüliang, west of the Yellow River, there is a Laojun Temple.
Although the Laojun Temple is in that corner of the countryside, it is also very hot on weekdays.
Jiayuguan is located 5 kilometers west of Jiayuguan City, Gansu Province, and is the first major pass at the western end of the Ming Great Wall and the traffic point of the ancient Silk Road. It is the starting point of the western end of the Great Wall of Ming Dynasty, which was built in the fifth year of Ming Hongwu (1372 AD), and after 168 years of construction, it has become the most spectacular Guancheng city along the Great Wall. In 1961, Jiayuguan Guancheng was announced by the State Council as one of the first batch of national cultural relics key protection units. The city was established in 1965 under the name of Guan.
Jiayuguan consists of three lines of defense, the inner city, the outer city, and the city moat, overlapping and defending, the barrier is strict, and it is connected with the Great Wall, forming a military defense system of five miles and one flint, ten miles and one pier, thirty miles and one fort, and one hundred miles and one city. As of 2010, Sekijo is dominated by an inner city, with a circumference of 640 meters and an area of 2. 50,000 square meters, the city is 10.7 meters high, made of rammed loess, and the west side is covered with brick walls, majestic and strong. The inner city opens two gates in the east and west, the east is the Gwanghwa Gate, and the west is the Rouyuan Gate, which means to go far away with huairou and stabilize the west. The gate sill is built with a three-storey hilltop building. There is an urn city around the east and west gates, and there is a Luo City outside the west gate, which is connected to the north and south walls of the outer city, and there is a Jiayu Guanmen gate leading to guanwai, and the Jiayu Guanlou building is built. There are also fourteen arrow towers, enemy towers, corner towers, attics, and gate towers built on the inner city wall of Jiayu Pass, and there are guerrilla general's mansions, well pavilions, and Wenchang Pavilions built inside the guancheng, and the relevant imperial temples, archways, and theater buildings are built outside the east gate.
In the early winter, the cold wind is forced, the snow is flying, and the mountains are silver and white, like a dream, beautiful, beautiful and comfortable, beautiful. It is very possible to linger and forget what your last name is.
You say, don't you?
GuanYuanzi Mountain, not far from Jiayu Pass.
On guanyuanzi mountain, the silver dragon is a small stream, ding-dong long, there is a small bridge flowing water, it is almost a family.
Small streams go. A stream, meandering, bending, meandering, meandering, twisting, and after nine or eighteen turns, it was a stretch of euphemism, flowing into a small lake of black paint.
The name of the small lake is Lijia Lake.
I heard that it was the local very rich family surnamed Li who paid for the people in the village and dug out the artificial lake.
Lijia Lake, deeply measured, the eyes can be observed, at a glance can see how deep this lake is, how big, but also can see the fish in the water swimming freely, can see the bottom of the water grass, snails, small fish and shrimp, shells and so on.
That is, this Li family lake because the Li family people paid for someone to dig, so it is the Li family's private lake, will not let people play in the lake at will, swim in the lake, or repair a grass house by this lake, the meaning of living here for a long time, but...
Hey? Is that......
A clump of weeds, a hut.
After a little grass, a hut.
It is in this ghostly place, southwest of Lijia Lake, the terrain is relatively flat, there is a very old small hut, it seems, it has lived for many years.
In front of the hut is a courtyard surrounded by bamboo hedges, which may fall into disrepair, and some of the fences have collapsed, and some have been covered with mountain vines and thatch. An old look.
Small thatched hut, thatched roof, washed white by the rain, old and corroded, in front of the house there is a row of railings, tianzi windows.
In the upper right of the door, there is a plaque hanging to take a closer look, the font is crooked and oblique, a total of four characters written in the tyrannical heavenly objects, the carving is very new, it must be a new creation.
And these words, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is like a turtle crawling, like a mouse with its tail stained with ink on the table and left behind, strange and unimaginable. Who is it, and who is it? Did you have the courage to hang out the word that this turtle crawls? He is not a madman, presumably a bit of a self-absorbed madman!
Early winter has arrived, the earth is desolate, the dead yellow grass leaves reflect the residual snow, the sun tilts to the west, and the colorful light illuminates the hut, which looks more ancient, like a god dwelling.
Father, I'm back.
Suddenly, from a small road came a pleasant child's voice, opened his eyes, only to see a small child is holding his head high, running and shouting and running to the hut, the look is very proud, his hand is a bag of not small things, and a bucket of dry wine gourd.
His name was Bai Xiaocai, he was a boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a light blue dress, with a white belt wrapped around his waist, flat black shoes, a large patch on his left cuff, although the clothes were very old, they were washed clean and white, looking a little honest, but not thick, eyes were deep, nose like a knife, the pen was very tall, a bunch of hair was tied obliquely on his head, and with a small mouth that loved to laugh, it was really strange, naïve and full of evil, strange, and full of elves. To him, only Fu, whoever sees him, will smile inwardly and develop a sense of affection for him.
Before anyone entered the door, he was already laughing and giggling, shouting and shouting, with a somewhat strange laugh, that expression, just like a child who won a grand prize, and wanted to go home to let his parents exaggerate, and his spirit was extremely strong.
Feet slightly pedaled, a move Pingsha falling geese only to see him like a roc flying straight into the courtyard, clean and neat, graceful has been extremely, slightly turned over, has landed in the courtyard flat and stable.
Father, I bought you meat and wine.
The cabbage raised the not small bag and the pot of old wine in his hand.
If at other times, as long as the cabbage shouted in the courtyard, his father would definitely crash out of the house directly, but today, this cabbage stood in the courtyard for a while, and if it was wine, it was enough to drink three or four mouthfuls, and the cold wind blew three times in total, and he still did not see his father's figure.
Father is not here today?
Pushing open the door and probing left and right, it turned out that my father had not gone out, but had fallen asleep on his bed.
Father, I bought you fragrant meat and wine, so get up and eat some!
Bai Xiaocai said softly, afraid of waking his father to sleep, and wanted to wake up his father to eat some wine and dishes, really embarrassed, in a dilemma.
Inside the house! It is square, two beds, on the left wall and the right wall, in the center there is a four-corner table, two benches, in front of the window behind the table, there is a tea table with teapots and dishes, and the left window is a desk, stacked with several old books and four treasures of the study room, and so on. It's very rudimentary.
Father? After seeing himself shout softly, his father did not move. Without any reaction, he continued to lie on the bed, and the cabbage was careful, tiptoeing, step by step, like a thief, and walked to his father's bed.
I saw that my father was dressed in green clothes, full of silver frost, full of wrinkles, and his facial features were clear and his beard was fast. Presumably, when he was young, he must have been a handsome and handsome man, but now the old man's eyelids are pale and frightening, without a trace of blood, like a dead man, and the terror is abnormal.
Father!
Seeing this look of his father, Bai Xiaocai was terrified and inexplicable, and he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he felt an inexplicable fear in an instant.
Seeing that his father was sick, it turned out to be this ghostly appearance, seeing the situation, Bai Xiaocai was rushing to probe his father's sniffles, and soon touched the old man's chest, not much later, tears flowed from the inside of Bai Xiaocai's eye sockets, his hands could not stop trembling, a paper bag wrapped with fragrant meat fell powerlessly on the ground, a pot of delicious old wine, also fell to the ground, smashed the wine pot, and flowed out of the old wine.
Father!
The tone was sad, it was a bit miserable, and The cabbage knelt on his father's bed and cried bitterly.
To be continued...
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