While Niu Zhen was struggling with his prosthetic limb, at Lingyun Temple twenty miles away from Yingzui Cliff, the old Taoist was sitting by the couch, looking at the young general lying on the couch, with a dazed look on his face, as if he was remembering.

When he picked him up, Taoist Master Chengzhi was surprised by his left eye. It was a predestined relationship with what he had seen before, so he asked his disciples to carry him back to the temple.

When the injury was being treated, Cheng Zhi was indeed taken aback. This boy was young and had suffered internal and external injuries. If he hadn't had some tricks up his sleeve, his life would have been taken care of long ago.

But after lying in bed for so many days, the person would not wake up, so he could only take out the needle and make a last-ditch effort, doing his best and obeying fate!

At this time, Du Jing was lying here. He didn't know whether the medicine was too overbearing or the injury was too serious, but his mind was in chaos, and all the things in the past flashed through his mind.

Dugu Ancheng: You can't save everyone, my brother, even though you keep trying.

Cheng Chubi: Brother Jing'er, put me down and leave, I can't do it anymore!

Li Chengqian: Second brother, Li Chengdao killed my dog, let’s beat him up.

..., the image keeps going back to a room, the heavy rain outside the window splashes the smell of earth. For many years, although the rainy season comes every summer, I rarely smell that earth again.

The smell of being soaked.

Listening to the sound of raindrops, the fire wax in the room was reflected on the ground, which caused Du Jing's heart to throb. He remembered that this was the Qianqiu Palace and his room.

Young people always have many things on their minds, especially a person from another world like Du Jing, who seems even more incompatible with this era of red tape.

Du Jing used to like to sit on the steps outside the house, looking at the misty waves, and his mind was empty. He liked this kind of comfort and quiet, which was completely different from the carefree Li Chengqian.

Even though I have lived for two generations, I have no deep understanding of separation and have never paid attention to the people and things around me.

As I get older, experience more and more, go through countless bloody battles, get used to life and death, and see away countless people, my character gradually changes.

More than ten years have passed, and when I come back here, I feel a lot of emotion, and I can't help but feel a bit of sadness in my heart.

I once heard Li Daliang say that once a man reaches a certain age, the circle around him becomes smaller and smaller. There may be more and more friends with whom he drinks and eats meat, but the number of friends who can tell the truth is very rare.

They are all running around with their own lives and ideas, and they are too in control of themselves. It is difficult to regain the innocence of youth, and they will gradually drift with the crowd and forget how they used to be.

Just when Du Jing was lost in thought, Changsun came out from the corner. Seeing her again, Du Jing was very excited, strode forward, and was about to speak, but he didn't want anyone to pass directly through his shadow.

Go straight to the pavilion.

Kneeling in the pavilion was a child with a ruler on his head, with a grimace and an aggrieved look. When he saw Changsun coming, his eyes turned into crescent moon smiles, and he threw himself directly into Changsun's arms. Du Jing recognized this child.

That's him.

After brushing the dirt off the young Du Jing's body and gently stroking his knees, Changsun was still talking quietly.

"Erlang, we are all working hard together to figure out how to be a good person."

"This road is not easy to walk. Sometimes, you will feel that you have lost your mind, or you can't stand your own nightmare."

"But it is worthwhile to fight against the nightmare and recognize the true self. Yes, not only for yourself, but also to create a better world for everyone."

"As you grow up, you will definitely make a lot of mistakes. Maybe no one can tell you what to do, and you may even go astray."

"But there is no need to succumb to fate. The world is ruthless and it is difficult to live up to expectations. No one is absolutely perfect. Maybe when you go through the world and turn around, you will find that imperfection is also a unique kind of beauty."

"As long as you do what you should do and enjoy the process of doing it, this is the meaning of life."

Du Jing remembered this conversation. Li Chengdao laughed at him as a sick young man and a motherless bastard who beat him. Du Jing used the "Thirteen Golden Tiger Styles" that he had stolen from Li Shimin and slapped him back.
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Although the Prince of Qin's Mansion and the East Palace were in the same situation, they still had to worry about the external affairs. Li Shimin had to give the East Palace an explanation, so he was punished by going back to the courtyard and kneeling for two hours, until his knees were blue.

Du Jing knew why he saw this, because there was something in his heart that he could not let go of, and he had never told anyone.

In the first month of the first year of Zhenguan, he escaped from Yu Wenbao and ran back to Chang'an. At Anfu Gate on the west side of Taiji Palace, he reported his home and asked the guards to let him in.

But when the leading captain saw that he was dressed like a beggar, he not only ridiculed him for being crazy for wanting wealth and wealth, but also ordered his soldiers to beat him up. Then, he stepped on Du Jing's head, looking like "Master, have mercy", and said to him

Since he is young, he will not be punished for pretending to be a relative of the emperor.

After failing to enter the palace, Yu Wenbao, who was chasing him, tried to get him back again, which in turn affected Aunt Liu who kindly helped him escape.

Perhaps because his self-esteem was hurt by the bad guys, perhaps because he was afraid of hurting other people, from then on, Du Jing gave up the idea of ​​returning to the palace, so much so that he missed the last time he saw Empress Changsun.

He originally thought that time would dilute everything, but when he was guarding Zhaoling and looking at the throne of his eldest grandson, Du Jing realized that he was wrong, a big mistake.

He has a temperament that never regrets anything he does, but this matter has become a problem in his heart. He has always been brooding about it and blaming himself. Every time he secretly goes to pay homage to his eldest grandson, the words of apology are always on his lips, but he just can't say them out.

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Just when Du Jing was immersed in this bad memory, a gust of wind passed by, and a man with disheveled hair appeared in front of Du Jing. When he looked up, Du Jing was really shocked, because it was him in front of him, or to be more accurate.

Yes, it's a gray whale.

The gray whale with a red left eye said grimly: "You feel all the pain, regret, mistakes, and torture, and you have no peace day and night."

"Every scar on your body is a memory and a bloody lesson I learned. It is these that have made me who I am today."

"I can make these disappear, but when you wake up, I will control your body. The first thing we have to do is revenge!"

As he spoke, he walked to the pavilion, strangled his eldest grandson, and completely cut off Du Jing's thoughts, so that they could take off the shackles in their hearts and be at ease.

But Du Jing couldn't tolerate this, so she jumped up and grabbed his neck: "If you want to touch her, I will kill you first!"

The gray whale then smiled and said: "I am you, if you kill me, you will die too!"

As he spoke, he glanced at his eldest grandson again: "She is neither the mother in the previous life nor the biological mother in this life, so why bother setting up a trap for her!"

"What are you pretending to be? I am you. Is there anything you have done that I don't know about? In order to survive for so many years, have you never done anything unconscionable?"

Haha, but Du Jing replied coldly: "So what if I did it before! I want to know what it feels like to kill myself." After speaking, he smashed the gray whale's chest with an angry punch.
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As soon as the gray whale disappeared, Du Jing's figure gradually faded. Looking back at the pavilion, seeing the eldest grandson looking here subconsciously, Du Jing silently shed a tear from the corner of his eye.

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Ah!!!

Du Jing opened her eyes again, and what came into view was a Taoist priest wearing a Bagua silk Taoist robe, with sharp eyes and three strands of beautiful beard under his cheeks.
Chapter completed!