Nightfall Chapter 6: Father and son

"The beautiful woman was born, but she was unwilling to be a concubine. After saving money for many years, she sold personal jewellery and redeemed herself, so she married the man who made biscuits and used her savings to buy it on the street. After the marriage, the man went out to sell biscuits every day, and she worked as a female celebrity at home and took care of the housework. Although the life was rough but still peaceful, it could be said that sharing the joys and the hardships never left, the woman thought of these things at night Some admire myself."

Sangsang knew what the big dark horse was thinking, and said, looking at the couple on the street. The big dark horse swung its tail lightly, wondering if this is not a beautiful thing?

She continued: "Humans are always greedy. When they are dissatisfied, they always want to ask for more from the world, thinking that they deserve more. One day, the woman will dislike her man who is short and short. Bored, so he began to ridicule and sarcasm. The man was guilty in his heart, so he didn't dare to refute. Instead, he became more humble. In the eyes of a woman, it was even more boring. Her heart was a little irritable and unhappy. One day she closed At that time, the pole in his hand fell on the street and hit a handsome and golden boy brother. When the boy brother saw the meat under her skirt, he began to itch. The woman also started to itch, and it itched to one place. She was hit in the future. Breaking adultery, the woman is ashamed, fearful and ashamed, she has her own malice in her heart, how can she remember the vows of the past, calm time, just thinking of doing everything possible to kill the biscuits dwarf, so as to be with her lover Go happily together."

The wind and snow had stopped, and the snow on the eaves of the houses began to melt. As the sun moved to the west, the temperature dropped, and the water dripping from the eaves was frozen into cold ice.

What she said at this time was like these icy edges, which seemed transparent and without emotion, but in fact it was extremely cold, tearing the beautiful coat of life, revealing the cruelty under hypocrisy.

The **** horse no longer wags its tail, looking down at the remnant snow on the street. Feeling so cold, knowing she can see everything, then these coldness is probably the reality of the world.

Sangsang walked across the street to the country with his hands on his back and holding the reins.

When I walked past a house, I was suddenly called to live. The short man who sells biscuits, holding a cloth bag in his hand, looked at her wailing. Want to say something. But nervously for a long time unable to speak.

Sangsang glanced at him blankly, preparing to leave.

The beautiful woman squeezed out from the threshold, took the cloth bag in the hand of the short man, looked at her and said with a cheerful smile: "Girls don’t want to be afraid, we are not gangsters, but my mate watched you barefoot. Walking in the snow. I feel a little intolerable, so I plan to give you a pair. Ordinary cloth shoes, I made them myself. Needlework is naturally not on the table, but it is also very strong. You are welcome."

Send these words. The beautiful woman stuffed the cloth bag in her hand into Sangsang's hand, and then took the short man back to the house. She did not know what she had done, and the short man begged for mercy with a smile.

Sangsang looked at the cloth bag in his hand and was silent for a while, then threw the cloth bag into the snow beside the street. Going forward with a negative hand, the big dark horse feels a pity that it's a good life.

An aunt next door, looking at a young man walking across the street, smiled and said hello: "Official man, where are you going? Would you like to come and have a bowl of tea?"

The young man has a handsome face and an extraordinary look, especially his eyes, as if he can talk. The most pleasing thing is his amiable temperament, even talking with this aunt is extremely gentle.

Sangsang ignored these stories in the city and walked outside the capital.

The son had a few words with the aunt, and he was about to drink a bowl of hot tea. Unexpectedly, when he walked up the stone steps, the ice ridges hanging from the eaves suddenly stopped and fell towards the ground. He only heard a few puffs, his chest and abdomen were directly pierced by the ice edge, and he died like this, and countless exclamations suddenly sounded on the street.

Out of the capital of Song State, Sangsang took the **** horse and looked to the southwest. There was no emotion on Feng Bai Ruoyue's face, but in the depths of her eyes, countless fragments of light emerged and then destroyed.

It was like countless knives appeared in the wind and snow.

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The wind and snow are like a knife, and it will leave deep marks on people's faces. Chen Pipi covered his face with an old cloth, bowed his head in the wind and snow, and looked back at the cart behind him from time to time, confirming that his father lying in the carriage was still well, and the bed of cotton covering him Was it opened by the wind?

It's been a few days since I left Chang'an City. The violent black wind didn't know where it went, and broke into the wind and snow again. Because of the war, this village was stiff and clear, and there was no food. As for The carriage is even more impossible to find, he only found a broken cart.

When we walked to a mountain forest, the wind and snow diminished, Chen Pipi parked the cart under a big tree. He didn't turn it off every now and then, digging around the stove, and started cooking porridge and making medicine. After the medicine was finished, he walked to the carriage, lifted the leather mattress on his father's face, and started to give him the medicine.

The world's invincible knowing, guarding and watching the Lord, now he is just an old man who is seriously injured and dying, but the expression in his eyes is still that calm, without any expression on his face.

In the world-shattering battle of Chang'an City, he finally lost to the character written by Ning Que. There were ten thousand knives in his body. The most terrifying thing was that the human atmosphere mixed in the intent of the knives was like dirty ink. It got into his wound, no matter how it was cleaned, it couldn't be cleaned, and even Xiling Divine Art could not purify it. Chen Pipi asked him to take the last Tongtian pill, which could only help him temporarily renew his life, and could not improve his injury.

I was silent all the way, even when I was feeding medicine, because Chen was seriously injured and weak and unable to speak. It was also because they hadn't seen each other for many years. It was a very strange father-son relationship.

After giving the medicine to his father, Chen Pipi tucked the corner of the mattress, then sat down in the snowdrift beside the wheel, holding a large bowl of hot porridge, and began to eat.

Although the snow stopped, the cold wind was still raging, and the snow on the trees was blown off from time to time by the wind, falling on the cart and in his bowl. He looked at the snow falling in the sky, and suddenly there was The thought of talking.

"You know that the teacher is correct, why do you insist on following this path?"

When Chen heard that he finally spoke, he smiled and said, "Which road am I walking?"

Chen Pipi tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks and said: "You are a person of great wisdom. You should be very clear that human beings and Haotian will eventually be incompatible. Whether it is Eternal Night or anything else, the world will eventually face annihilation. Then why do you still stand in the Haotian camp? Belief is not a reasonable explanation."

For countless years, there are only eight major practitioners who have cultivated to Chen's realm. At this realm, it is naturally hard to say what pious beliefs are, and this is what Chen Pipi didn't understand.

Chen said: "Choice has nothing to do with faith, but only with truth. The Master and Ke Haoran believe that humans and Haotian are in an opposite relationship, but from the perspective of Daomen, humans and Haotian are related to each other."

Chen Pipi said: "Isn't it boring in a closed world?"

Chen said: "The Taoist believes that solemnity and stability are a kind of eternal beauty. Buddhism believes that cycle and reincarnation are a kind of cause and effect. When there is a beginning, there must be an end. Such a process is a complete process. If you want to break this completeness, you are getting farther and farther away from eternity."

Chen Pipi said: "Even the eternal sense of selflessness?"

Chen said: "Death is eternity, where we come from, where we have to return, in that world, you and I are Haotian, Haotian is you and me, why should we divide you? Me? Since there was never you and me in this world before I was born, then naturally there should not be you and me in the end."

"This is my truth, or my belief, it has nothing to do with right or wrong. Your teacher may not be wrong, but in my opinion, he is wrong. If so, naturally you can't be the same."

At this moment, there was a slow sound of hoofs in the forest.

Chen Pipi was holding a bowl of porridge and looked back, and saw that the Queen of the Forest was bleak. The wind and snow had stopped but it was still not clear. A woman came through the forest with a black horse and threw leaves.

He naturally recognizes the big dark horse, but he does not recognize the woman leading the horse. He looked at the **** horse, but the **** horse dared not meet his gaze, lowered his head timidly, and kicked lightly with his front hoof.

Chen Pippi looked at the woman, feeling that the woman's face was ordinary, but faintly exuding an indescribable aura, and then he saw some familiar shadows on the woman's face.

He was shocked, looked at her somewhat chubby waist, and said: "Why are you so fat?"

Sangsang did not answer his question.

He remembered that Sangsang was no longer Sangsang. He laughed at himself and said, "I really don't have the right to say this, not because of who you are, but because I am a fat man."

He was originally the most devout Haotian believer, but with his years of studying in the back mountains of the academy, he was fascinated by the Master, and there were many more people like Ningque Tang Xiaotang who were not accepted by the Taoist school in his life. Many changes have taken place in the belief or attitude towards Haotian.

If he was five years ago, he should be kneeling in front of her at this time, but now he stands in front of her so casually, even if he doesn't put down the porridge bowl in his hand.

To him now, Haotian doesn't necessarily have a bowl of porridge more important.

He said sadly: "Now that I want to come, my second brother and I really made a big mistake."

In the back mountain of the academy, the elder brother always had a certain vigilance against Sangsangcun. After seeing Sangsang Penghui, Jun Mo and Chen Pipi became her most steadfast supporters.

There is sangsang in the world, and the master will leave by Surabaya.

It is naturally impossible to say that there is no trace of regret in Jun Mo and his heart.

"Although you often cannot make up for the mistakes you have made, you may not be able to make up for it, but you have to try it once in your life, so that you can feel at ease."

Chen Pipi looked at her and said seriously, with a heartbreaking smile on her fat face.

He put his chopsticks on the porridge bowl and pointed it out.

With the academy's intent to control the gods of the stream, the leaves suddenly fell in the mountains and forests, and the snow rolled up into a line of snow, coming from unpredictable places, going unpredictably, and stabbing her in the face.

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(There is one more chapter, it will definitely be very late, or it won’t be written until 6 or 7 in the morning, and everyone will get up tomorrow. I will try to write it.)