Eternal Love
In the purple road of Chang'an, I see the young flowers, singing and dancing infinitely. I have white hair pity you, looking for the fragrance late, and the wind and rain are shocked by the wind and rain. I ask you if you know, the turtle and the turtle are carrying wine, which is not like the body of a well bottle. Think carefully, in my dreams, I feel that there is no place to find.
The swords and bamboo sticks are returned, and the great poems of the jade stream for thousands of years are returned. The wind and wind have won, and the pearls in the palm of your hand are gone. I look at the mirror clearly, and the southern crown is good, brushing the dust of the old days. I tell you, the sky is thousands of miles away, and this time I am steady.
In the past, Chang'an was prosperous and sang and danced. Nowadays, it seems that every city is so prosperous. Liu Deyi sat leisurely in a tea room near the glass. In this room, the continuous music like water reeled in the space, slowly drinking bad tea, reading some poems and savoring it carefully.
He had already gotten up, so he should brush away the old dust on Nanchang again. He closed his eyes and let the delicate charm flow throughout his body.
Without attachment to the heart of heaven or strength, we sing with this mere little song and aloud.
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Eight o'clock.
He pressed out half of the cigarette butt in his hand and did not turn on the lights. However, the skyscraper opposite him shone brightly and shone over, making the room full of soft light. Although it could not reflect the corners, he could already see everything clearly.
He took out a leather vest, which he made, with some iron and thick leather sewn. Although his defense cannot resist the straight stab of the knife, it was his greatest effort and he slowly put it on.
After three days, he took out all the money for preparation. He ate delicious big meat and pork ribs, worked hard to exercise his strength and resume exercise.
He stood up, took a few steps, and picked up another coat. He caressed and stroked it. The first new clothes this year. After putting it on, he picked up another machete, which was made of steel on a friend's lathe. He stroked the sharp sharp blade. For some reason, he felt particularly calm. He wrapped the knife in newspaper and placed it in his coat.
He slowly closed the door. When he passed by the landlord's room, he stopped. The landlord was old and had already fallen asleep. In fact, the landlord was quite conscientious because he had owed two months of rent and had not driven him out. But even if he drove him out, he had no resentment. An old man just relied on these hundreds of dollars to live!
After a pause, he continued to move forward. The stairs were quiet and dark, but as soon as he walked out, he saw the street lights. It was the most lively time of the night, and people came and went.
Although the government does not allow public establishment of casinos, even the most elegant city, there are still many casinos in the secret. For gamblers, the instantaneous return of wealth is a stimulation of life. For those who open casinos, the money they spend every day is very generous, let alone the fat sheep designed to slaughter.
Brother Zhao’s casino looks very inconspicuous in a group of very old courtyards, unlike the legendary little brothers. There are only a dozen core personnel in the entire casino, divided into several groups, led by the so-called Brother Zhao, and the so-called Brother Lan and Brother Li are only one of the dozen people. Of course, if they want to call people, the gangsters on the ground will be shouting and commanding.
In other words, they have several professions, while those on the street are just amateurs.
A man guarding the door was litting a cigarette boredly when suddenly he heard a voice.
"Brother Xu, Brother Xu."
Brother Xu moved his body and looked over. He found that there was a young man bowing his head and bowing, and his face suddenly sank: "So it's you, Onoko, have you brought your money? Brother Zhao is waiting for you inside!"
Onoko presented the cigarette. Brother Xu saw that it was quite good, so he took it. Onoko lit it attentively and said, "Brother Xu, can you take two steps and talk here?"
"What's so mysterious?"
"Brother Xu, Brother Zhao wants me to pay back the 300,000 yuan. Why do you think I can pay it back? Brother Xu, what you said in front of Brother Zhao, just say something nice to him and let me rest for a while."
Unconsciously, Brother Xu, who was not prepared for the defense, left the door and went to the narrow corridor three meters away from the door. After hearing this, he said disdainfully: "I thought it was something. It turned out that it was this matter. Brother Zhao has decided on this matter. If you ask for love, you should go and talk to Brother Zhao directly!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, but before he could take a step, his waist suddenly became cold and a sharp sword penetrated through it. He was shocked all over and screamed, and was about to resist, at this moment, the blade slammed violently in his body.
Onoko's face was ferocious and full of murderous aura. He held the knife in both hands and pulled the knife upwards in his body. Straight blood splashed out. Brother Xu's wailing for a long time, and then he rushed to the ground. When he fell halfway, he turned around and looked at him in horror, as if he wanted to say something, but at this time, Onoko had already rushed up, stepped on his mouth, and stabbed his neck with a knife.
Another large bunch of blood splashed out, splashing his face.
It was the first time Onoko killed someone. Although she was prepared, after a while, she felt weak all over and barely pulled out the knife. Seeing Brother Xu's eyes dying with his eyes closed, she couldn't bear it. Fortunately, there was a bridle nearby, so she rushed there and vomited.
These screams did not seem to have alarmed the noisy casino. He vomited a few sips and his expression calmed down. He laughed a few times, washed his face a lot, washed the blood on his face, and then washed the bloody area of ​​the outer coat. Of course, this was not clean, but he didn't want to wash it clean. He took out a bottle of wine from his pants, took a sip, and then poured it on his clothes.
The washed clothes turned into spots, and he put them on again. When he returned to the door, he opened a door, and the noisy sound came out from here, and Onoko stepped in.
"It's Onoko, Damn, why did he come so late? Brother Zhao is waiting for you upstairs, come with me! Well, why are you full of alcohol? How much wine did you drink?" The lights here are not too bright, and his clothes are black, so if you don't look carefully, you can't see blood. As for the smell of blood, it has been covered by the wine.
One of the guys standing behind the gambling table saw him, and he went upstairs and led him upstairs. After walking a few steps on the stairs, he heard a loud noise. It turned out that Onoko fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
"Get up!" The guy stepped forward and kicked, but when he got closer and kicked, Onoko suddenly got up and threw himself into his arms. Almost at the same time, a sharp scream came out.
He pulled out the knife, and Onoko no longer bears the guy on the ground. Instead, he pierced his chest and said something. It was this scream that had already alarmed people. He stepped upstairs and held the knife in his hand tighter.
After finishing the stairs, I arrived at the small corridor at the door. At this moment, the door of a room opened: "What's going on? What happened?"
Without any hesitation, a knife came to the chest and slashed to the neck, blood splattered.
At a glance, it was his fellow villager Brother Lan, but at this moment, Onoko rushed forward quickly and entered through the door. There were two people in the room. One of the guys who had just turned around and saw the situation was Brother Li. He didn't have time to dodge and stabbed straight in with a knife and penetrated his body. However, he reacted quickly, grabbed Onoko's hair and raised his knee to hit him.
Onoko's knife was not pulled up, and was rolling and falling down by this blow. Fortunately, it did not hit his crotch directly, but only pressed on his lower abdomen. So although it was painful, nothing big happened. However, when he wanted to get up, a fierce kick swept his chest with no resistance. He fell out and hit the wall hard. This was issued by Brother Zhao. He reacted very quickly. When he saw him in, he jumped out. He had practiced martial arts and made a blow to Onoko, with fierce power. Even if Onoko had an iron sand vest to defend against this huge force, his chest still made a sound, and at least two ribs were broken.
"Li Shan, how about it, how about it?" Brother Zhao kicked Onoko away. Before he could kill him, he supported the shaky Brother Li. Brother Li lowered his head and stared at the long knife inserted from his chest. His face was full of shock. He seemed to not believe this fact. He wanted to say something. He was a big mouthful of blood coming out of his mouth. Suddenly, he fell backwards, and Brother Zhao did not hold on, and his heavy body fell to the ground.
"Go to die!" Brother Zhao turned around and got up struggling. Onoko, who had blood in his mouth, was ready to kick. His kung fu was all on his feet. If he had accumulating a force, he could kill an adult on the spot. In the world, he had relied on this kung fu a few years ago.
At this moment, Onoko was vomiting blood and smiled hideously.
Brother Zhao's eyes suddenly exploded, and his face was covered in blood. The kick that was originally accumulating energy was lost. Although Brother Zhao was a Chinese character, he suddenly received this blow and still howled like a wolf, pounced on the ground and kept rolling.
Onoko ignored the huge pain in her chest, she stepped forward and pulled out the knife, and then slashed at Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao was a Chinese character and had practiced martial arts. At this time, there was no room for resistance. He slashed his body one by one. The knife was flesh and blood splattered everywhere. Onoko cut more than twenty swords as if he was crazy. He stopped until his struggle was gone.
"Damn, you have martial arts skills, you are so strong, but I have special abilities, haha, I'm still powerful!"
He laughed a few times and then rushed to Brother Zhao's office. He knew that Brother Zhao had a pistol. He opened the drawer and found that the pistol was below. He took it out and found that the bullet had been pressed up. However, when the incident happened just now, Brother Zhao did not have time to take the gun. He picked up the pistol with a grim smile. Although his special abilities were very powerful, he could only use it five times a day, and the distance was short. Only with a gun was it real.
At this time, something was discovered below. Someone rushed up. As soon as he came in, he saw blood everywhere and corpses everywhere. Before he could shout anything, he saw the dark gun.
All four people who rushed in stopped instantly.
"Take all the knives down and kneel down to me!" Onoko shouted sternly.
The four of them hesitated for a moment, and the blood and corpses in the field made them dare not disobey. They threw down the knives in their hands one by one and knelt on the ground. Although they were outlaws, they still dared not die under this situation.
A man is the third child in a casino, known as Brother Qiao. He looks calm and puts the knife in his hand on the ground, but stares into Onoko's eyes and says, "You can't escape."
As soon as he saw them kneeling down, Onoko immediately aimed at Brother Qiao's head and fired twice. At such a short distance, brain matter and blood immediately splattered. Brother Qiao didn't even have time to say the second sentence, and then rushed to the ground violently, and a large amount of blood flowed from his head to the floor.
There were four of them, all holding swords. If they shot directly, they could kill up to two people at such a short distance, and they would be killed by random swords. But now they were kneeling on the ground, without a knife in their hands, so the time for them to get up and take the sword was enough for him to kill these four people.
Sure enough, a guy on the left heard the gunshots and rolled backwards and took it to a knife.
Onoko grinned and shot him. The man screamed. He had already got the knife in his hand, but he could no longer get up. He stopped moving, staring at him with his eyes tightly, and his hands trembled.
Onoko shot him in the face again, and the guy's face immediately collapsed halfway, and the eyes that he had just stared at him had already exploded.
Two other people were covered in blood and brains splashed on their heads and faces. One of them kowtowed repeatedly: "Give me aside, I have a wife and children!"
Onoko shot him in the head. The man who had just called for mercy fell to the ground without a sound. The other one was already shocked. Seeing him transfer the gun to him, he rolled out and fled, but at this time Brother Lan's body blocked his way.
Onoko walked up, pushed the gun directly on his head, and then pulled the trigger. This time, Onoko's blood and brain matter were splashed.
"Brother Lan, you are not dead yet!" Onoko sat down beside him, listening to Brother Lan's heavy breathing as heavy as a fan: "You said, why should I be killed by my death?"
"Brother Zhao didn't want you to die. He asked you to owe you 300,000 to follow you and go with the free goods." Brother Lan breathed hard: "Don't kill me, we didn't want you to die, save me!"
The gunshot fired, and Brother Lan opened a hole on his forehead. In a few seconds, the heavy breathing stopped.
After throwing away the pistol, he walked down, and his chest trembled in pain every step he took. It was a fracture of his ribs, but it was not broken yet and penetrated his internal organs. This was the credit of the iron sand vest. Otherwise, Brother Zhao's leg just now could kill him.
There was no one below. Although the battle above only took about three minutes, the gunshots could scare away all the people in the casino below. When he walked into the empty casino, he took a bag and stuffed the RMB into it.
But he didn't take much. He only took it for a minute and ran outward, turned to the faucet, put his head on and rushed. After a minute, he rushed clean, took off his blood-stained clothes, threw them on the ground, and then turned around the corridor and arrived at another dim street. At this moment, the sound of an alarm bell had already been heard from afar.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a burst of extremely strong light shrouded him, and his eyes couldn't even open. Just when he thought that someone had discovered it, full of fear and fear, a melody of time sang slowly beside him, full of faint joy, as if it was there, and it continued, and in a moment, it seemed that it could sing to the end of time like this.
"Immortality is forever, your lord is me!"
"Immortality is forever, your lord is me!"
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Manjianghong
The sorrow of separation is broken, outside the gauze window, the wind shakes the green bamboo. After the person leaves, the sound of the flute is broken, and the man leans on the building is alone. His eyes are so unbearable that the evening of March, and he feels that the mountains are green. But he tries to send a book to read it from scratch.
The word "Lovesickness" is empty. When will it be enough? The droplets of the collars are dotted, and the tears are filled with tears. The fragrant grass does not confuse the guest road, and the weeping willows only hinder the eyes of people. The most bitter thing is that it stands at dusk and the railings are chanting.
Liu Deyi stood in front of the window and watched the moonlight as water. The music in the tea room behind was already faint and unheard. After the moonlight, he was filled with the melancholy of being wandering in time. He slowly withdrew his eyes staring into the distance. Everything he saw just now seemed insignificant. In a very natural turn, he returned to the place where he carefully savored the artistic conception of this word.
What was the enlightened feeling of the lyricist back then?
"I can't stand the evening of March, but I can see the mountains green on my head." What I said is naturally the kind of scenery of the mountains inadvertently, and the mountains are green every year, but people have no good luck for a hundred years. This sentence is seen in a little bit.
"But try to send a book to read it from scratch!" This sentence was even more touched by him. He recalled the smile and said something about it back then. He didn't know when he was young, and many beauty and warmth were so dull, but now when he came back, it really makes me feel different in my heart.
Song Dynasty and the past, and today and this time.
The same understanding of time and life is short, and the same moonlight at night is golden and pleasant. The only difference is that the poet of that year has already disappeared, but he can quietly and calmly experience the passage of life.
Chapter completed!