Nightfall Chapter 157: Superior scenery

Chapter 157 The Great Scenery

Prince Longqing remembers who Ning Que is.

His life is dazzling, and he rarely encounters the opportunity to be humiliated. Last time in Victory, the college student and his little maid in front of him humiliated him twice, at least in his opinion. It was a humiliation, so he couldn't forget the other person. In the car, he even admitted that his Dao Xin was a little uncertain and hated this person.

Because of disgust, afterwards he asked the subordinates of the Judging Department to investigate Ning Que, but the results of the investigation made him a little disappointed. As expected, this college student was just a waste of tongues, unable to practice, and impossible to become His opponent. Since he was not qualified to be his opponent, he thought he no longer needed to remember such a person.

Today climbing a mountain climb, Prince Longqing imagined what kind of competitors he might encounter, such as the young monk who obviously came from an unknown place, such as the young swordsman from the Southern Jin Dynasty. He even imagined the possibility of academy. He would hide his backhand, but he never thought that the person who broke through the fog behind him was Ning Que.

He looked at Ning Que's face silently, smiling inexplicably.

Ning Que saw that he didn't mean to eat pastries, put his hand back, smiled and said, "Don't be too surprised, this is not an illusion."

At this moment, two pieces of emerald green bamboo floated slowly under the starlight, hovering in front of them as if there was life, and the second senior brother's voice sounded from under the green tree again.

"The stubborn stone at the end of the mountain road is the spire of the mountain. Whoever climbs up first can enter the second floor of the college, but I must remind you that the short stone steps of more than ten steps are more than all the trials you have experienced before. Difficulty, if you force it, it is very likely to cause irreversible and serious damage to your body and spirit."

"You hold the two green bamboo pieces in your hands. If you feel that you can't hold them later, you will squeeze them."

Prince Longqing and Ning Que bowed their hands under the green tree, reached out to the air to take out the green bamboo pieces, and then walked forward.

The two walked side by side. Prince Longqing didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and his steps didn't speed up a bit. Ning Que was allowed to walk beside him while chewing on the cake, waiting for him to admit that he had the right to be side by side.

"Actually I envy you very much."

Ning Que looked at the prince’s perfect profile, rubbed the cake crumbs on his clothes, and shrugged: "You have a good background, a good talent, and a good life, and you have another **** partner that the world envy. With a terrible background, terrible talent, and terrible destiny like me, there will always be only a small black charcoal head beside me. It’s really hard to run for you."

When the two of them walked under the boulder and stood in front of the two steep and narrow paths on the left and right, Prince Longqing suddenly turned his head and looked at him calmly and said: "You have given me a lot of surprises. I knew this before. Not waiting for you."

After saying this, Prince Longqing didn't hesitate at all, lifted the front of his shirt and stepped onto the stone path.

Ning Que stared at the entrance of the stone path blankly, and there were countless waves in his heart. As a guy who has struggled for many years at the bottom of life and death, he knew very well that a strong and proud person would only become a person when he said something like this. Really scary.

The two last climbers began to climb the huge rock overhanging the top of the mountain at the back of the college, but they disappeared suddenly.

Under the big green tree at the far end of the grass, there were suddenly many more figures. They gathered around and pointed to the rocks to whisper. These figures were either male or female, sitting or standing, and counted exactly twelve.

Some people carry a three-stringed guqin, some have a chessboard under their armpits, some have an ancient flute in front of their knees, some have a tight embroidered cloth frame in their hands, and a root between their fingers Invisible needles.

There is also a strong man standing behind a tree holding a very heavy hammer in his hand. While others are discussing, the strong man is staring at the strange and high ancient crown on the head of the second brother under the tree. Full of eager heat.

Chen Pipi came out from behind the tree, looked at the brawny man’s eyes with a shock, and quickly stopped, and said: "Sixth brother, if you want to get down, the second brother’s hat may fall off, but you It's also very likely that his head will be flattened."

The second senior who was sitting cross-legged under the green tree gave a cold snort and turned his head slowly.

Brother Six received the hammer behind him as quickly as possible, with a very honest smile on his face, and explained: "Brother, you know, my heart is itchy if I don’t hit the iron all day. It’s almost impossible to hold it. If you don’t see the hat on your head, it’s like seeing the iron ingot by the fireside, always thinking of a hammer."

This explanation is really inexplicable and absurd to the extreme, but the second brother Piansheng nodded and said he accepted the explanation, waved and said calmly: "It won't be long before there will be results."

The college female professor Yu Lian is also on the top of the mountain. She seems to be keeping a distance from the other eleven people, standing far away in a certain flowerbed behind the tree, watching the discussion of her colleagues with a quiet smile.

The middle-aged man with the ancient flute on his lap looked at the seemingly crumbling boulder on the edge of the cliff, but it was actually a boulder that had not tremble after thousands of years of wind and rain, and said with emotion: "Today is the prince of Longqing. The strength is the most powerful, the second person of the Xiling Temple Adjudication Division, really should not be underestimated, if nothing happens, he might be our little brother."

Hearing the words of Xiling Temple Judgment Division, everyone under the tree looked at Chen Pipi.

Chen Pipi’s chubby face showed a rare look of embarrassment, and he waved and explained: "I have never been to the temple, I know the voice of Yuan.

He doesn't know who this voice belongs to, but he knows what this voice says is true.

"Absolute light is absolute darkness."

Prince Longqing was silent for a long time, and then he pressed his hand on the incomparable golden flower on his chest. Within a short while, the huge golden flower shrank quickly and turned into a golden sword.

He screamed in pain, pulled the golden sword from his chest with difficulty, and looked around in a daze.

In the vagueness, he faintly saw a few vain faces floating in the sky.

It's the man carrying the wooden sword.

It's the woman in the red dress.

Is the beloved woman who fell under the flower tree.

Three vain faces looked at him indifferently, as if to see what choice he would make.

There is light everywhere, darkness everywhere.

One step forward will walk into the light to continue fighting, but that is the light...

Prince Longqing stood trembling in the golden desert, his expression distorted in pain, his sweat drenched all over his body.

He lowered his head and looked at his left hand, at the emerald green bamboo like the source of life.

The people on the wasteland suddenly disappeared a lot.

Ning Que looked at the familiar face of the old steward in front of him, then knelt down and stared at the face of his childhood little playmate. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at the tall man with dissatisfaction:" I still don’t understand why a choice must be made."

The tall man said to him with his back behind his back: "It's just a casual discussion, why are you so serious."

Ning Que stood up, the frost rustle on his body fell, and said, "I won't choose."

The tall man replied: "Sometimes there are things that are worth sacrifice. Sacrifice is a choice."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I sacrifice?"

The tall man asked in surprise: "Are you not willing to sacrifice anyone or something for it?"

Ning Que frowned for a long time, then replied hesitantly: "It doesn't seem to be there."

The tall man said: "But you made a choice a long time ago."

Ning Que looked at the old steward and childhood playmate beside him, and said, "That's the sacrifice of others."

"Sacrificing others is also a choice."

Ning Que admitted: "Yes."

The tall man put the half of the pig's hind legs left over from the food to the back of the butcher and said, "Then you choose again."

The night is still night.

The temperature is still dropping bit by bit.

Ning Que stared blankly at the approaching darkness, but Huo Ran looked back at the place where the light suddenly shined behind the cloud, feeling the endless pressure from inside, his body was occupied by an unprecedented fear, and his clothes The frost on the surface gradually condenses into armor.

He doesn't know which direction he should choose.

He stood alone in the sky and earth, looking so small.

The old housekeeper and childhood playmate stood in front of him, their eyes touching through the transparent ice flakes.

He squeezed the emerald green bamboo in his hand.

In the front of the college, everyone is silently waiting for the final result of the mountaineering. By this time, no one will talk about the college student named Ning Que in a ridiculous tone, because he has proven himself with facts.

The sound of hoofs like a shower broke the depressive silence of the academy, Yan Se walked down with Sangsang expressionless, and those who knew his identity were suddenly startled and stood up to greet him. This Hao Tiannan The most powerful enshrinement of the gate is that it also has its own exclusive seat on the Xiling Temple, which is far above the vice president of the Tianyuyuan, who dares to neglect the slightest.

The college teachers and students also guessed the identity of this wretched and veteran. They were surprised to see the whispering over there. I don’t know why it was so late at night, and it was the critical moment to climb the second floor. This big man would suddenly come Academy.

No one, including Prince Li Peiyan and Princess Li Yu, knows the purpose of Yan Se's trip. Of course, Yan Se was not stupid enough to explain the reason to everyone. As soon as the silent and worthy people saw the ceremony, they sat silently in the chair, closed his eyes and began to rejuvenate, and the thin palms of his hands brushed on the back of the chair from time to time. , Showing a little nervousness.

Although everyone was curious as to why this aloof rune master came, since he didn't say anything, naturally there was no easy way for anyone to ask. After a little silence, some people began to talk softly about the movement of the top of the mountain.

The vast majority of people marveled at Ning Que's hidden strength, but still firmly believe that the one who can win the final victory and successfully enter the second floor of the academy must be Prince Longqing.

As a runemaster, Yan Se has such a high level of realm. No matter how low the voice of the discussion is, he can clearly hear it, thinking that Ning Que really wants to enter the second floor. In one step, he really has to enter the second floor. Then, the heir who has been searching for half his life is going to become a mirror flower and water shadow, and his mood can't help but be extremely bad.

At this moment, the priest Li Qi said indifferently: "My line of Xiling never thought that the prince would lose to anyone."

"Ning Que, I know a little bit about this little guy. If you want to say something about the sidelines, it does have some level, but if you want a two-story building..." Yan Se slapped the case and shouted sharply: "That's impossible. Of!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, thinking that the South Gate of Haotian of the Tang Dynasty had always been in harmony with the temple of Xiling, and it could even be said that the vest was a morality, why tonight, before such an important matter, Yan Se actually stood there On the side of Xiling Temple? You must know this brother of the Great Tang State Master, does his statement have any important meaning?

Where did Yan Se think of her true words, it would provoke many speculations, frantically tugging under his beard, and refusing to express any more opinions, Prince Li Peiyan looked at the old men around him, frowned and thought, could it be It was the emperor who knew in the palace that the opening of the second floor today had caused Ning Que's variable, so he sent Yan Se to express his attitude?

At this moment, another horse-drawn carriage drove in, and the people who got off the carriage aroused much discussion.

Li Yu looked at the benevolent **** chief, frowned and asked, "Old Lintou, what are you here for?"

The deputy chief of the **** of the Datang Palace smiled humbly and said: "Your Majesty, the servant will come and take a look at your majesty's will."

Li Yu beckoned him to come forward, lowered his voice and asked: "What is this illusion?"

Duke Lin lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Your Majesty wants to see someone, so let the slave stay here."

"Who is the father going to see?" Li Yu asked in surprise.

Lin Gonggong smiled and said: "A college student named Ning Que."

After saying this, Grandpa Lin saw Yan Se sitting next to him, his expression suddenly cold, and said, "Master Yan, I don't know why you are here?"

Yan Se gave him an angry look and said: "Where do I want to go, I need to report to you?"

Duke Lin said with a smile and said: "The slave is just an eunuch, how can he be qualified to take charge of a rune master? It’s just that your majesty has something I want to bring to you. Your majesty said it. A few years ago, fortune-telling outside Xiangfang deceived him for hundreds of taels of silver. Now the talents that your majesty admires, the Master of the National Normal University dare to conceal this matter. Your majesty will wait for your Nanmen to explain this matter."

Yan Se was stunned when he heard this, and then was very shocked, thinking in his heart, does your majesty also know Ning Que's ability and want to grab his apprentice? How can this be good? Now it is possible to compete with the academy, which has already made him extremely embarrassed. Is it necessary to compete with the emperor of Tang Dynasty again? The younger brother said that you can just do it casually, can it include your Majesty in this casual?

Everyone in the field looked at these two big figures who came suddenly or not. Naturally, the Rune Master Yan Se didn’t need to mention it again. The Grandpa Lin was the most trusted **** chief of your majesty, and he was carrying your majesty at this time. What is the meaning of the will here?

Sangsang followed Yan Se into the academy. No one noticed her at all. She left Qianping without knowing when she quietly walked back along the alley between the buildings of the academy.

She walked through the wetland, through the old college with all lights out, through the dense woods, through the rare meadow, looking at the scenery of the college, and on the other side with Ning Que on weekdays. The narration inside is contrasted, and the mood is calm and warm.

Finally walked into the sword forest. She supported the smooth tree trunk, squinted the pair of willow leaves, looked at the forest tops with a few bunches of sparse leaves hanging at a high height, and then chose a cleaner ground to sit on. When he got down, he held the **** umbrella in his arms and looked up to the top of the mountain.

The clouds and fog in the mountains are still extremely thick, and the line of sight cannot pass through. Seeing the top of the mountain, but Sangsang leaned on the tree trunk, holding the **** umbrella, and watching quietly, because she knew that the young master was on the top of the mountain at this time. Is going through the most critical test.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from outside the sword forest, bringing in countless grass debris and gravel, hitting the tree trunks with crackling noises, even lifting the bark, and Sangsang hid in horror. After reaching the tree, he opened the **** umbrella to cover his thin body.

Outside the dirty and old **** umbrella, the wind is constantly raging around the sword forest, and the boulders hit the umbrella like arrows, making a loud sound like a battle drum. It is exciting and extremely exciting. Tragic.

In the strong wind, more than a dozen trees in the sword forest were uprooted and flew into the deep night sky with mud.

Like a dozen swords piercing into the night sky.

Splattered with black blood.

On the Wanyan Pagoda of Chang'an City.

The national teacher Li Qingshan looked at the boxwood monk and laughed: "Today a monk came from the west..."

The Huangyang monk smiled and said: "The sentimental monk enlightenment will not make you so happy. Your mood today looks very good. Can you tell me why?"

Li Qingshan stood up, flicked Daoxiu and said with emotion: "After tonight, there will be an extra young genius at the South Gate of Haotian, and in more than ten years, there will be an extra rune at my South Gate. Teacher, do you think this thing is worthy of joy?"

The boxer monk put his hands together and sincerely admired: "It's really gratifying to be like this."

Suddenly, Li Qingshan's complexion changed abruptly. He walked quickly to the tower and looked at the quiet night sky in the south. His right hand hung over his sleeve trembled, and his fingertips kept flexing and stretching.

The boxer monk walked to him, looked over there in confusion, and said, "Why is there such a big noise when the second floor is opened this time?"

Li Qingshan stood stiff like a wood, and said with a dim expression: "I can't get it... Master, it's really as high as several floors."

The violent wind that swept across the sword forest in the academy was confined to a very small area, and it magically did not affect the surrounding environment. Except for the second brother on the top of the mountain and the magic master Yan Se of Qianping, there was only the national teacher. Li Qingshan and Huangyang monks, who have already entered the upper realm of life, can feel it.

The people in Chang'an City didn't even know this. At this time, the night was deep, and most of them had fallen asleep. A few blood stains gradually appeared on the gray wall of Lin 47 Lane. The sewage in the sewers of the newly restored Chunfeng Pavilion suddenly glowed with blood red. The backyards of Linhu Xiaozhu and Dongcheng Blacksmith's Shop were broken outside the former general’s mansion. In the stone lion and the firewood room of the scholar's residence of Zengjing University, those blood stains that have been over the years gradually emerged, and then quickly disappeared.

Before the boundless light pressure, Prince Longqing crushed the green bamboo, then he looked up blankly, and found that he was still standing on the top of the mountain behind the academy, standing on the side of the huge rock. Down, never took a step on the stone path.

The night wind blows on his clothes and quickly blows away the sweat. He was silent for a long time, stepped back towards the lawn, and then looked up again at the top of the boulder beside the cliff and found that there was no one there. trace.

On the icy wasteland, Ning Que seemed to feel something. He said blankly to the tall man, to the steward and childhood playmate in front of him, and to the light and darkness in the sky: "You all know , This choice is not difficult for me."

When I spoke, the ice on my lips broke and fell. He blinked, and the transparent ice flakes covering his sight burst from inch to inch. He raised his right hand, and more frost armor came out of his shirt.

Then he threw away the emerald green bamboo chopsticks in his hand, held the long knife firmly, and waved it down calmly.

Many years later, he once again killed the old housekeeper and childhood playmate in front of him.

"My umbrella is black."

"Her face is black."

"From childhood to childhood, everything I did was black."

"But this does not mean that I think I am wrong."

"Since I am not wrong, I don't need to admit my mistakes, let alone atonement."

Ning Que looked at the brighter and brighter light behind the cloud and felt the stronger and stronger pressure there, and said: "Even if you think I am wrong, I don't care, because your thoughts are about me. What's the matter?"

He spit heavily at his feet, put the long knife on his shoulders, and walked toward the night of the wasteland without hesitation.

The tall man looked at his back and was silent.

Walking into the dark night, then into the stars.

Ning Que stood on the cliffside boulder, standing at the highest point of the mountain behind the academy, calmly watching the scenery in front of him, the starlight from the stars on the night sky, falling on the slowly flowing clouds in the sky under his feet, The surroundings are like daylight.

Although it was still late at night.

He looked back at Prince Longqing, who was standing far away under the rock, without saying anything. He turned his head and continued to look obsessively at the ten thousand years of stars and cliffs, the stars and the flowing clouds in an instant.

Only when you reach the top, you can see the beautiful scenery.

"This world is flat."

He raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see the edge of the world under the stars, faintly able to see the absolute peaks exposed by the mountains breaking through the clouds, not knowing whether it was Minshan or what.

Seventeen years of wandering, life and death, finally ushered in this moment, how can you not have many thoughts.

At that moment, Guangli Ningque remembered a lot of the past and many years that have been repeated on the mountain road. However, with so much emotion, when he finally said it, he only converged into the most sincere and simple sentence.

Looking at the magnificent scenery that is indescribable in words, Ning Que laughed, his body trembling, and tears flowed from his laughter, and his laughter was a little trembling. Then he wiped off his tears and snot and said seriously:" It's so **** good."