Buried Dragon Valley bottom, secluded from the world. 葬龙谷底,与世隔绝。 Sunrise sunset, this ancient temple peaceful being situated in that far away from hubbub, seemingly before is no different. 日出日落,这座古刹安安静静的坐落在那,远离尘嚣,看上去似乎与之前没有什么不同。 Were many pretty young monk. 只是多了一个眉清目秀的年轻僧人。 Were many clever smart Little Fox. 多了一个乖巧机灵的小狐狸。 Daily early morning, young monk will look at morning sun that is raising slowly. 每日的清晨,年轻僧人都会望着冉冉升起的朝阳。 At dusk, he will look at the setting sun that the horizon is crashing. 傍晚时分,他又会望着天边坠落的夕阳。 Every day is so, has not had interrupted. 每天皆是如此,不曾有过间断。 The eye of young monk, is even more bright. 年轻僧人的眼睛,越发明亮。 Naturally, most time of daytime, young monk will choose in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion intermediate perspective reads the Confucian classics, meditates comprehend the Dao. 当然,白天的大多数时间,年轻僧人都会选择在藏经阁中观阅经书,参禅悟道。 Under azure lamp, by Ancient Buddha, on the rush cushion, young monk holds the Confucian classics, the look is gentle, the state of mind is peaceful. 青灯下,古佛旁,蒲团上,年轻僧人手捧经书,神色平和,心境安宁。 Side, fiery red Little Fox squat in that peaceful, the tiny step does not move. 旁边,有一只火红的小狐狸蹲守在那,安安静静,寸步不移。 At night, young monk will go to the ancient temple the backyard. 到了晚上,年轻僧人又会前往古刹的后院。 In the cemetery of gloomy terrifying, will resound the dragon's roar tiger's roar, the ten thousand sounds of beast roaring, until the dawn, will subside gradually. 阴森恐怖的陵园中,会响起龙吟虎啸,万兽咆哮之音,直到天明,才会渐渐平息下来。 Starts once again, day after day, year after year. 周而复始,日复一日,年复一年。 In an instant, 20 years pass by. 转眼间,二十年过去。 The years, do not seem like on the face of monk, stay behind what trace. 岁月,似乎不曾在僧人的脸上,留下什么痕迹。 In the young monk dantian, is still empty, no spirit power. 只是,在年轻僧人的丹田中,依旧是空荡荡的,没有一丝灵力。 For these years, young monk has no longer deliberately gone to cultivation, every day read aloud the sutras, took a walk, seemingly was carefree and content. 这么多年来,年轻僧人早已不再刻意去修行,每日诵诵经,散散步,看上去悠然自得。 Over time, on young monk were many unique makings. 只是随着时间的流逝,年轻僧人身上多了一种独特的气质。 Indescribable. 难以言喻。 Young monk as if achieved back to the original, return to the truth realm. 年轻僧人似乎达到了返璞归真的境界。 At first sight, this is most common monk. 乍一看,这就是一个最普通不过的僧人。 But if carefully looked, actually could not completely understand, seems a riddle. 但若是仔细去看,却又看不透,好似一个谜。 Also is one night passes. 又是一夜过去。 Ancient temple backyard, cemetery tomb. 古刹后院,陵园墓地。 The morning sun initial rise, young monk opens the eyes slowly, put in order the clothing, deeply is doing obeisance to red hair big man of front not far away, said: „For 20 years, many thanks obligation!” 朝阳初升,年轻僧人缓缓睁开双眼,整了整衣衫,对着前方不远处的红发大汉深深一拜,道:“二十年来,多谢大恩！” Young monk, naturally is Su Zimo. 年轻僧人,自然就是苏子墨。 For these years, this is the Su Zimo first time, so official spoke with red-haired ghost, so official expression of gratitude. 这么多年以来,这是苏子墨第一次,如此正式的与红毛鬼说话,如此正式的道谢。 red-haired ghost as if detected that anything, the eyebrow selected, asks: „Can walk?” 红毛鬼似乎察觉到了什么,眉毛一挑,问道:“要走了？” „Yes.” “是。” Su Zimo nods. 苏子墨点点头。 „Un.” “嗯。” red-haired ghost complied with one absent-mindedly. 红毛鬼心不在焉的应了一声。 Until the Su Zimo's form is going to disappear in the backyard, the red-haired ghost sound, resounds again: „In outside carefully.” 直到苏子墨的身影将要消失在后院,红毛鬼的声音,才再度响起:“在外面小心点。” In Su Zimo heart one warm, nods. 苏子墨心中一暖,点了点头。 Double-hour still early. 时辰尚早。 Ming Zhen also in deep sleep. 明真还在沉睡。 The gate of main hall shuts tightly, the old monk has not come out. 大殿的门紧闭,老僧也没有出来。 Su Zimo planned that waits outside. 苏子墨打算在外面等一等。 In the meantime, his both ears opening and closing, hears off and on shouts faintly. 就在此时,他双耳翕动,隐隐听到一阵断断续续的呼唤声。 „Big...... still!” “大……尚！” „Big...... monk!” “大……和尚！” The sound came from outside the ancient temple, on Buried Dragon Valley. 声音来自于古刹外,葬龙谷上。 Can call this name, only has Ji Yaojing! 能叫出这个名字的,只有姬妖精！ Why does not know, Su Zimo felt suddenly is somewhat flustered, probably had a premonition that has what important matter to happen! 不知为何,苏子墨突然感觉到有些心慌,像是预感到有什么大事要发生！ 20 years of meditation of worships buddha, such mood fluctuates, has almost not appeared on him. 二十年的参禅礼佛,这样的情绪波动,几乎没有在他身上出现过。 Su Zimo pushes the door, along valley stand forth. 苏子墨推门而出,沿着谷底向前走去。 Has not walked several steps, the Ji Yaojing sound resounds again. 没走几步,姬妖精的声音再度响起。 „Big monk, which you are, comes out quickly, Mister Su was inadequate!” “大和尚,你在哪,快出来啊,苏先生不成了！” The Su Zimo's footsteps, stopped gradually. 苏子墨的脚步,渐渐停了下来。 The whole person in in the original place, some vision delay, the opens the mouth, in the mind is only reverberating completely slightly A few words Mister Su was inadequate! 整个人完全愣在原地,目光有些呆滞,微微张口,脑海中只回荡着一句话-苏先生不成了！ „Big brother.” “大哥。” The Su Zimo lip hemmed and hawed. 苏子墨嘴唇嚅嗫了一下。 The first response, does not believe! 第一反应,就是不相信！ How possibly? 怎么可能？ Even if 20 years pass by, Su Hong still passes the age of sixty year cycle, is this possible? 就算二十年过去,苏鸿也才过花甲之龄,这怎么可能？ But the next quarter, Su Zimo realized, although Ji Yaojing likes cracking a joke, will not actually lie at this matter. 但下一刻,苏子墨又意识到,姬妖精虽然喜欢开玩笑,却绝不会在这件事上说谎。 Big brother, was really inadequate! 大哥,是真的不成了！ Several years ago, Ji Yaoxue has said that Su Hong is not quite healthy, Su Zimo planned after and other middle level ancient battlefield open, leads him to leave Northern Region. 十几年前,姬瑶雪就说过,苏鸿的身体不太好,苏子墨才打算等中级上古战场开启之后,就带他离开北域。 But didn’t expect...... 可没想到…… 20 years of sutras worships buddha, meditates comprehend the Dao, the Su Zimo itself/Ben thinks itself, looked at pale the life and death somewhat, can put down many matters. 二十年的诵经礼佛,参禅悟道,苏子墨本以为自己,多多少少看淡了生死,可以放下许多事。 didn’t expect, is hearing this news the instance, he felt the tap web piercing pain! 没想到,在听到这个消息的瞬间,他还是感受到了锥心刺骨的痛！ Very painful, is very painful. 很痛,很痛。 The Buried Dragon Valley bottom, Su Zimo depends on the ice-cold mountain wall, the weak slide base in the ground, in the eye emerges the strong sorrow, is hard to reduce and solve. 葬龙谷底,苏子墨靠着冰冷的山壁,无力的滑坐在地面上,眼中涌现出浓重的悲痛,难以化解。 . 恍惚间。 Su Zimo remembered many things. 苏子墨想起了很多事。 Dozens years ago that night, in Yan Country Wuding Government, rivers of blood, skeleton everywhere. 几十年前的那个夜晚,燕国武定公家中,血流成河,尸骸遍地。 Over a ten -year-old youngster, relied on one to make an all-out effort, is protecting still two children in swaddling clothes, escaped crazily Royal City! 一个十多岁的少年,凭借着一股狠劲,护着仍在襁褓中的两个孩童,疯狂的逃了王城！ Even if on the face of this youngster, was cut a blade ruthlessly, nearly hews two halves the head, feels nothing! 纵然这个少年的脸上,被狠狠砍了一刀,险些将脑袋砍成两半,也浑然不觉！ Several years pass by, the child in swaddling clothes has grown up. 十几年过去,襁褓中的孩童已经长大。 Once that youngster, is actually aging gradually. 曾经的那个少年,却在渐渐变老。 However the 30 year-old, his temple, added many white hair. 不过而立之年,他的鬓角,就添了许多白发。 That straight body, as if was also more curved. 那原本笔挺的身躯,似乎也弯了许多。 That youngster, with his generous shoulder, shoulders all, is protecting once the child in swaddling clothes, enabling them to have peaceful happy years. 那个少年,用他宽厚的肩膀,担负起一切,保护着曾经襁褓中的孩童,让他们可以拥有一段安静美好的岁月。 Several years ago, the youngster protects them to run out of Royal City to be the same. 就像十几年前,少年护着他们冲出王城一样。 Be duty-bound not to turn back! 义无反顾！ Once youngster, the fresh clothes high-spirited horse, held a sword under the Heavens. 曾经的少年,鲜衣怒马,仗剑天下。 Several years later, he did not have many points, becomes more reserved, is calmer. 十几年后,他没了许多锋芒,变得更加内敛,更加沉稳。 Only invariable, is that has under the Heavens, the mind/bosom of being concerned about country and people. 唯独不变的,就是那心怀天下,忧国忧民的胸怀。 Therefore, in the severe wound, he cannot stand, leads 5000 profound armor cavalries, will slaughter Yan Country common people the class/flow of Luo Tianwu to keep off outside the Jianan city! 所以,在重伤未愈之下,他还能站出来,率领五千玄甲铁骑,将屠戮燕国百姓的罗天武之流挡在建安城外！ Therefore, he can say such loud and clear words. 所以,他才能说出那样掷地有声的话。 „Between my Su Family and Yan King are the family feud, but your army threatens the border, violates my Great Yan border area, unites my Great Yan people, this is the country hates! The family feud and country hate, my Su Hong obtained clear!” “我苏家与燕王之间是家仇,但你大军压境,犯我大燕边疆,戮我大燕子民,这就是国恨！家仇与国恨,我苏鸿分得清！” The Su Zimo's line of sight, is gradually fuzzy. 苏子墨的视线,渐渐模糊。 But these, have actually been delimiting at present, was even more clear, imitates like yesterday. 但这一幕幕,却在眼前划过,越发清晰,仿如昨天。 „Oh.” “唉。” On Buried Dragon Valley, transmits a spooky sigh. 葬龙谷上,传来一声幽幽叹息。 „20 years ago, Colored Glaze Palace is to release the personal spite, slaughters the Yan Country 13 cities, this matter was too big to the Mister Su attack.” “二十年前,琉璃宫为泄私愤,屠戮燕国十三城,这件事对苏先生打击太大了。” „For 20 years, Mister Su, although in Royal City, but in the heart has actually been keeping thinking about the Yan Country common people, he...... is really a good king.” “二十年来,苏先生虽然在王城中,但心中却一直惦记着燕国的百姓,他……真的是个好君王。” The worry becomes the illness/quick. 忧思成疾。 Let alone is the common mortal, even cultivator, if dozens years of worry is unceasing, can life origin reduce greatly, accidentally discharges demonized. 别说是寻常的凡人,就算是修真者,若是几十年忧思不断,都会寿元大减,走火入魔。 „Big monk, I do not know that you are listening.” “大和尚,我不知道你是不是在听。” The Ji Yaojing sound resounds again. 姬妖精的声音再度响起。 „Over the past few years, I and elder sister looked for many spirit materials in cultivation world, but is useless, the body of Mister Su becomes worse and worse.” “几年来,我和姐姐在修真界中找了不少灵材,但都没什么用,苏先生的身体每况愈下。” „Recently these months, Mister Su the sleep talking, will often be summoning you and Xiaoning name, I am listening , really......” “最近这几个月,苏先生常常梦呓,会呼唤着你和小凝的名字,我听着,实在,实在……” Ji Yaojing somewhat choked, could not have been justified. 姬妖精有些哽咽,已经说不下去。 Su Zimo both hands are holding the head, is curling up the body, cannot control again, cries. 苏子墨双手抱着头,蜷曲着身子,再也控制不住,失声痛哭。 When does not know, Ming Zhen and Little Fox arrive at his side. 不知何时,明真和小狐狸来到他的身旁。 Looks at present Su Zimo, Little Fox loves dearly, collects, the head is rubbing his ankle area gently, wū wū comfort. 看着眼前的苏子墨,小狐狸一阵心疼,凑过去,脑袋轻轻蹭着他的脚踝,呜呜的安慰着。 Ming Zhen also lowers the head not to speak, in the heart meditates Buddha. 明真也是垂首不语,心中默念佛号。 ?? This chapter wrote was very long. This plot, to Zimo, even is the influence of Xiaoning is very big, is puts in order this book a turning point. ??这一章写了很久。这个情节,对子墨,甚至是小凝的影响都很大,也算是整本书的一个转折点。 ? ? ???? ???? ( This chapter ends) (本章完)