White hair covers the face, his face is blurred and unclear, but a thick turbid air is revealed in his eyes, empty and silent, confused, and lifeless. ykujjjiang.com jjj r-r de0j%
After just looking at this glance, the woman realized that this person should not be the one she thought. Although she was not particularly familiar with that person for only a few days, she had seen his eyes more than once, which was very different from this person.
"Why do I think you feel so familiar to me?"
"Can it be him?"
"Impossible, how could it be him?"
"Yes, he has been dead for more than a month. How could he become a crazy crazy man here?" The woman sighed faintly and said to herself unwillingly: "Why are you so dead? It's dead
It's too simple and too easy. Who will pay what you owe me?"
The woman holding an umbrella stared at the crazy man again for a moment, as if she was still trying hard to find the feeling that made her familiar. Unfortunately, no matter how many glances she looked, the man was just barely trying to figure out his back.
It's just similar, but none of the rest can be reconciled.
She left with an umbrella and did not go back to chat with a few companions, but returned to her bedroom and lay on the bed with all kinds of thoughts.
In the rain, the madman still strolled, not knowing what he said.
The weather clears up two days later.
There are much fewer tourists in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor than the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and crazy figures continue to wander in the mausoleum area.
Apart from the crazy figure, not far from him, several people stopped and looked at the funeral area.
"There is the first emperor in Chinese history, Qin Shihuang," Zhang Shoucheng held his hands behind his back, took a deep breath and said, "During his lifetime, he unified the six kingdoms and forged great achievements. The underground tombs he built after his death have been a miracle for eternity. I heard that the beginning of the year
When the emperor died and entered the underworld, Yan Luo's ceremonies welcomed the ten Yin generals. People live for a lifetime and live and die domineering."
"Isn't that still dead?" Li Qiuzi said on the side: "No matter how domineering he is, he will only live for decades. His destiny is destined. No matter how he tries, it will be useless. I heard that Qin Shihuang asked his subordinates to let his subordinates.
The two masters of the Feng Shui Yin and Yang worlds have no results in seeking the way of immortality. It is said that Guiguzi failed to change his destiny for the First Emperor three times in a row. Xu Fu asked for immortality medicine overseas and never returned. Feng Shui arrays are everywhere inside and outside the palace to cover up the secrets of heaven.
Useless, he is the number one person in history and can never escape death."
Zhang Shoucheng glanced at him lightly and said, "You are a typical short-sighted person, too low-level and superficial."
"Haha, it's so damn, I'm going to see where he died, and I have to take care of his emotions." Li Qiuzi curled his lips, scratched his nose and said, "We, Longhu Mountain, exorcising ghosts and evil spirits, are dedicated to treating people after death.
No matter how arrogant he was during his lifetime, he would still be like a ghost after his death and see me as a Longhu Mountain man.”
Li Qiuzi's face turned pale, and he asked lightly: "Longhu Mountain, do you only know Wang Kunlun?"
The charming woman closed her hair and sighed lazily, saying, "Or what else is there?"
Li Qiuzi's fingers were pinching, and he pursed his lips and said, "Longhu Mountain is not the only one of Wang Kunlun."
"Oh, who else?"
Li Qiuzi collapsed and said, "I am now the first disciple of Longhu Mountain. Wang Kunlun is a traitor who rebels out of the mountain. Why do you always talk about Wang Kunlun? Except for Wang Kunlun, we are all Longhu Mountain.
A bunch of dead people? Haha, sooner or later, I will let Wang Kunlun lie at my feet."
"Hey, I heard that you were almost killed by Wang Kunlun last time, and he drew your soul into the soul-destroying needle. If Miss Su hadn't taken back the soul-destroying needle in the end, then you said Longhu Mountain to outsiders
In other words, don’t you just know the traitor Wang Kunlun?”
Li Qiuzi blushed and walked to the woman, saying word by word: "Yang Fei'er, I love you, but I won't let you be so arrogant in front of me."
Yang Fei'er smiled and said, "This has made you angry? Can't reveal your scars? Just this point alone, you are not as grand as Wang Kunlun, superficial as he is, and has too low level."
Li Qiuzi's teeth creaked.
Yang Fei'er giggled and said, "I don't know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. The spring breeze laughs at you like a lost dog...Wool, wool"
"Damn woman, you have a fucking affair with Wang Kunlun. Why do you always bury me?" Li Qiuzi collapsed and wanted to bite Yang Fei'er's neck in one bite.
Zhang Shoucheng, who was beside him, suddenly spoke out: "I'll shut it up."
In the distance, on the path leading to the Mausoleum of Shihuang, a figure slowly came against the scorching sun. Several people on the mountain looked sideways and looked different.
Zhang Shoucheng is the most complicated. He and that man are both friends and ally. The two families have had a good relationship for generations, but both of them both fell in love with a woman at the same time, which is quite heart-wrenching.
Li Qiuzi frowned and hummed in his nose. When this person arrived, his reputation was further compared with others, and his status plummeted.
Yang Fei'er had a very playful look between her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes wandered around the woman next to her for a few times, as if she wanted to see if the situation of these two people was as rumored outside, because she always felt that she was around her.
There seemed to be an invisible gauze between this woman and that man.
The figure who walked slowly raised his head and looked towards this side, but everyone could see that the focus between the eyes was only concentrated on one person.
"Time is a double-edged sword. It will mercilessly exfoliate the purity of a woman and will simply remove the charm of a woman. You said that when you grow old many years later, he will still look at you with this kind of eyes when you grow old.
"Yang Fei'er whispered in the woman's ear.
"Is it important?" the woman said disrespectfully: "He once said that when I get old, the black hair on my head is the Sanqing Hall in his heart. He read the wrinkles on my eyes a thousand times.
I am not tired of the scriptures. Even if he can't read them, he can only close his eyes, I am still in his heart."
Yang Fei'er smiled and said, "I feel uneasy when I hear it."
The woman suddenly laughed and said to her softly: "If you want to, I don't know how many men in this world want to say such love words to you."
Yang Feier shook her head and said, "Your man's love words are said with heart, but they are said with mouth."
The man on the path walked closer and walked to the woman, then stretched out a hand and was about to touch her long hair, but he glanced at the crazy figure in the distance.