Yang Gelao was brought back, serene lying down on the bed, the white hair is dishevelled, the skin fold, that old face, carved completely the vicissitudes, witnessed the years of wasting time. 杨阁老被带回了,安详的躺在床上,白发蓬乱,皮肤褶皱,那张苍老的面庞,刻满了沧桑,见证了蹉跎的岁月。 little Yang Lan lies in the bedside, the small finger is digging out the small mouth, looks at Yang Gelao curiously, although she was 33 years old, actually 2 or 3 years old mental, ignorant, is ignorant of affair, does not know that mother went to where, does not know the father, why so sad. 小杨岚就趴在床边,小手指抠着小嘴,好奇的看着杨阁老,她虽已三十三岁,却还是两三岁的心智,懵懵懂懂,不谙世事,不知娘亲去了何处,亦不知爹爹,为何这般伤心。 A Ye Chen language has not said that withdrew from the door silently, just before leaving before, has not forgotten to exhort several to Yang Fan, takes good care Yang Gelao, then, then went to the old grave ancient grave. 叶辰一语未言,默默退出了房门,临走前,还不忘对杨凡嘱咐几句,好好照料杨阁老,而后,便去了老坟古墓。 The concubine, also such as the past years like that was respectful, 33 years of years, were she of soul body, cultivating was Advancing Rank are many, doing to the world not worked, still misses Breakthrough. 皇妃还在,亦如当年那般恭敬,三十三年的岁月,身为魂体的她,修为进阶不少,奈何天地无灵,至今无缘突破。 Ye Chen looked at reincarnation Qin hero, such as the ice sculpture, motionless, in years past pre-Qin emperor, this lay down, was several hundred years, one breath that only saved, but also in seal. 叶辰看了转世秦雄,如似冰雕,一动不动,昔年的先秦皇帝,这一躺,便是几百年,仅存的一口气,还在封印之中。 One side, the concubine starts to speak but hesitates several times, waited for 33 years, quite wants to ask Ye Chen, when can depart, when can resurrecting Qin hero, but she, has not asked the exit|to speak finally, when should walk will walk, several hundred years waited, did not mind that wait again for several hundred years. 一侧,皇妃几次欲言又止,又等了三十三年,颇想问问叶辰,何时能才能离去,何时才能复活秦雄,可她,终是没问出口,该走时自会走,几百年都等了,不介意再等几百年。 Ye Chen knows her state of mind, does, he does not know that also how long must wait. 叶辰自知她心境,奈何,他也不知还要等多久。 Soon, he left the ancient grave, kept many cultivation attainments to the concubine. 不多时,他离开了古墓,给皇妃留了不少修炼心得。 At night, Yang and Xuan came to the small garden, is raising the wine pot respectively. 夜晚,杨玄三人来了小园,各自提着酒坛。 33 years, the name shook the rivers and lakes the alone this solitary one sword Saint and tumultuous times blade to be crazy and part of great bear Yang Xuan, has appeared the senile, collected the point, gave up affectation. 三十三年了,名震江湖的独孤剑圣、乱世刀狂和天罡杨玄,也已显现老态,敛去了锋芒,返璞归真。 This time, three people but actually silent, when again without asking can cultivate/repair, or goes with not to go, is immaterial, live was long, the human affairs of experience were many, the heart of that expert, had gradually been buried by the years, the euthanasia, pours also very well. 这次,三人倒沉默,再没问何时能去修界,或者说,去与不去,都已无关紧要了,活的久了,经历的世事多了,那颗强者之心,已逐渐被岁月所掩埋,安乐死,倒也挺好。 Until the night, three talents depart, while the moonlight, left executed the immortal town/subdues, 33 years, wants to go to the outside world to have a look, visits also living old friend. 直至深夜,三人才离去,趁着月色,出了诛仙镇,三十三年了,也想去外界看看,去拜访一下还活着的故友。 In the garden, only remains Ye Chen, is grasping the log, a blade one is carving. 园中,仅剩叶辰,握着木块,一刀一顿的刻着。 In the morning, the autumn chill is thicker, the leaf falls piece by piece. 清晨,秋意更浓,树叶片片落下。 Today, divining by the eight diagrams are not many, but in the past Yang Gelao who would first coming, perhaps for a long time has not seen the person's shadow, perhaps also lies down on the hospital bed, perhaps closed/pass oneself in the room, drawing his worn-out urheen, is cherishing the memory of the hero mist, is mourning in the past the love. 今日,卜卦的不多,而往昔总会第一个来的杨阁老,也许久都未见人影,许是还躺在病床上,也许是把自个关在了房中,拉着他那破旧的二胡,缅怀着侠岚,悼念着往昔情缘。 Until the 3rd day, saw him to take to the streets, is leaning on the walking stick, is pulling little Yang Lan. 直至第三日,才见他上街,拄着拐杖,牵着小杨岚。 The common people see it, unavoidably sigh. 百姓见之,难免叹息。 In memory warm family of three, now only remains two, how to see how dismal. 记忆中温馨的一家三口,如今只剩两个,咋看咋悲凉。 The grandfather, eats to you! 老爷爷,给你吃！ The little fellows are very sensible, innocent, innocent, such as past small Yang Fan, is fronting small tip of the toe, two small hands hold the hot steamed stuffed bun, gave Ye Chen, that spirit clear big eye, like her mother hero mist, bright and intelligent. 小家伙很懂事儿,天真烂漫,纯真无邪,如当年的小杨凡,垫着小脚尖儿,两只小手捧着热腾腾的包子,递给了叶辰,那灵澈的大眼,像极了她娘亲侠岚,水汪汪的。 But Yang Gelao, only touches the Yang Lan small head, that wipes smiling of kind father, is somewhat forced, the muddy pupil, has the tears twinkle faintly. 而杨阁老,只一个劲儿抚摸杨岚的小脑袋,那一抹慈父的笑,有些牵强,浑浊的眸,隐隐还有泪光闪烁。 Until now, his daughter, does not know that mother has walked. 至今,他的女儿,都不知娘亲已走。 „Can visit a grave?” Ye Chen bit a steamed stuffed bun earnestly, the split vision in slightly may not investigates gap/between, shoots a look at urheen that a old Yang carried. “又要去上坟？”叶辰埋头咬了一口包子,余光在微不可查间,瞥了一眼老杨背着的二胡。 „She likes listening.” Yang Gelao smiles hoarsely. “她喜欢听。”杨阁老沙哑一笑。 „The deceased is over, restrains grief.” Ye Chen light say/way. “逝者已矣,节哀。”叶辰平平淡淡道。 Yang Gelao smiles, has not said a word again, is pulling little Yang Lan, moves toward outside the town/subdues, each step that treads, is trembling, compared with his agedness, little Yang Lan but actually in full vigour, jumps, from time to time also meets giggle smiles, such as a little elf. 杨阁老微笑,没再言语,牵着小杨岚,走向镇外,踏出的每一步,都颤颤巍巍的,比起他的老迈,小杨岚倒精力旺盛,一路蹦蹦跳跳,时而也会咯咯直笑,如似一个小精灵。 Ye Chen has stolen a glance her seal more than once, is very firm, 33 years passed by, no least bit rout sign, compared with the Yin-Yang immortal mark of hero mist, were too many. 叶辰不止一次窥看过她的封印,很是坚固,三十三年过去了,无半点溃败迹象,比起侠岚的阴阳仙纹,强了太多。 The time passes, under the dim curtain of night, Ye Chen starts to tidy up the actor. 时间流逝,昏暗的夜幕下,叶辰开始收拾行头。 Yang Gelao and little Yang Lan came back, one old is small, is reflecting the late in life light, very dreary, old Yang this/should saw through, the birth and death, the principle of nature, like previously, before the grave of hero mist, did not sit is 2-3 days. 杨阁老和小杨岚回来了,一老一小,映着迟暮之光,很是萧瑟,老杨该是看开了,生老病死,自然之法则,不像先前,在侠岚的坟前,一坐便是2-3天。 After that many date and time, Ye Chen can always see old Yang, every day must tell fortunes, must worship the hero mist. 其后许多时日,叶辰总能望见老杨,每日必来算命,必会去拜祭侠岚。 Also so, three years quietly. 如此,又三年悄然而过。 In the morning, Ye Chen suspends the actor early, actually does not see Yang Gelao for a very long time, has not seen little Yang Lan, sees only Yang Fan, goes to the medicine shop hurriedly, when comes out again, carries with the hand the herbal medicine. 清晨,叶辰早早摆好行头,却久久不见杨阁老,也未见小杨岚,只见杨凡,急匆匆去药铺,再出来时,手提着草药。 Obviously, Yang pavilion prolonged illness but actually . Moreover, getting sick also heavy. 很显然,杨阁老病倒了,而且,病的还不轻。 Regarding this, Ye Chen is well aware, 36 years, Yang Gelao life finally. 对此,叶辰心知肚明,三十六年了,杨阁老寿元将终。 Really, on the 9 th day, Yang Fan came, hope visits him, does not need in the spoken language, look to represent all, expected that Ye Chen has a look at Yang Gelao, considers to see off. 果然,在第九日,杨凡来了,希冀的看着他,无需在言语,眼神儿已代表一切,期望叶辰去看看杨阁老,当是送行。 Ye Chen drew out the body, has been ready. 叶辰起了身,也早已做好准备。 The atmosphere of Yang Residence, quite constrains, knows Mr. Yang the age to be high, is not quickly good, the servant gathers in the same place, discusses spiritedly, from time to time will also refer to old Yang's room. 杨府的气氛,颇是压抑,都知杨老爷年岁已高,快不行了,下人聚在一块,议论纷纷,时而也会指指老杨的房间。 The arrival of Ye Chen, a person in room, wiped the tears to go out. 叶辰的到来,一屋子的人,都抹着泪出去了。 On hospital bed, Yang Gelao skinny like firewood, weak is lying down, the old pupil is gloomy, silver-haired, the somewhat unconscious, split lip has been vibrating, resembles in the nan language anything, until seeing Ye Chen, the old pupil of his pollution, many some vision. 病床上,杨阁老干瘦如柴,无力的躺着,老眸暗淡,白发苍苍,已有些神志不清,干裂的嘴唇在抖动,似在喃语着什么,直至望见叶辰,他那浑浊的老眸,才多了些许目光。 Ye Chen went forward, raised the chair, sat in the bedside. 叶辰上前,提了椅子,坐在了床边。 „You came.” Yang Gelao smiling, pale white is incapable, wanting to set out, actually detected, does not have that mental effort, is 96-year-old he , the oil lamp is completely dry. “你来了。”杨阁老的笑,苍白无力,欲要起身,却发觉,已无那份心力了,96岁的他,也已油尽灯枯。 „Old friend must walk, how could I do not deliver.” Ye Chen smile. “故友要走,我岂能不送。”叶辰微笑。 „Little friend, you are an immortal!” Exhausted that Yang Gelao smiles. “小友,你是仙人吧！”杨阁老笑的疲惫。 „Can guess correctly me is an immortal, you are not silly.” Ye Chen is saying, finger in old Yang's back of the hand, is instilling into an inner strength continuously, does not continue the life, wants to let some old Yang few pain, at least, can before starting off, maintain the final that sobriety. “能猜出我是仙人,你还不傻。”叶辰说着,手指点在老杨的手背,灌输着一缕缕的内力,并非续命,是想让老杨少些痛苦,至少,能在上路前,保持最后的那份清醒。 „I should understand early.” Yang Gelao smiles. “我早该明白。”杨阁老笑了笑。 „But is willing immortal cultivation.” The Ye Chen light opens the mouth, „if so inclined, I then look for the person seal you.” “可愿修仙。”叶辰淡淡开口,“若愿意,我便找人封印你。” „Was tired.” Yang Gelao shakes the head with a smile. “累了。”杨阁老笑着摇头。 Ye Chen did not speak, will not demand, Mr. Yang was reuniting with the hero mist anxiously! 叶辰不语,自不会强求,老杨头儿是急着与侠岚团聚啊！ „Little friend, again obsolete, divines according to the diagrams!” “小友,再给老朽,算一卦吧！” „Good.” “好。” A simple dialog, two people smile. 一句简单的对白,两人相视一笑。 But this flickers, Yang Gelao pupil light, slowly gloomy, that pair of exhausted pupil, is reflecting the setting sun finally finally wipes the sunset glow, gradually closed. 而这一瞬,杨阁老的眸光,缓缓暗淡了下去,那双疲惫的眸,终是映着夕阳的最后一抹红霞,渐渐闭合了。 Ye Chen sits before the bed, for a very long time has not moved, looks at old Yang who deceased is going, recalls for 36 years ago, beginning him executes the immortal town/subdues, because of an overlord meal, with this martial arts master, has indissoluble bond, two people also master also friend, but, is more like the whole family. 叶辰坐在床前,久久未动,望着已故去的老杨,不由忆起三十六年前,他初来诛仙镇,因一顿霸王餐,与这武林高手,结下不解之缘,两人亦师亦友,但,更像是一家人。 In a flash, the old friend is old, under he gazes, peaceful starting off. 一晃,故人已老,在他目送下,安静的上了路。 Out of the door, has the noisy sound of footsteps. 门外,有嘈杂的脚步声。 The door was shoved open, Yang Xuan they from travelling returned, what a pity, catches up tightly catches up slowly, is see above the old friend last eyes, only stands in the bedhead sighs. 房门被推开,杨玄他们自游历中归来了,可惜,紧赶慢赶,还是见上故友最后一眼,只立在床头叹息。 A Ye Chen language has not said that silent setting out, silent departure. 叶辰一语未言,默然的起身,默然的离去。 Is treading the door that flickers, has not forgotten to look at Yang Gelao, this can be last, he with old Yang's causes and effects, as this, will settle completely. 在踏出房门的那一瞬,还不忘会有看一眼杨阁老,这会是最后一眼,他与老杨的因果,也会随着这一眼,圆满了结。 Quick, sorrowful cry sound full Yang Residence. 很快,恸哭声响满杨府。 After three days, the grave side of hero mist, many a small grave, that the worn-out urheen, then between two graves, too many people worships horizontally, continually ignorant little Yang Lan, frightened crying, the full of eyes tears, the father and mothers did not have. 三日后,侠岚的坟侧,又多了一座小坟,还有那把破旧的二胡,便横在两坟中间,太多人来拜祭,连懵懵懂懂的小杨岚,也被吓的大哭,满眼的泪花,爹爹和娘亲都没了。 One day early morning, Ye Chen suspended the actor. 一日的清晨,叶辰摆好了行头。 What a pity, does not see Mr. Yang that every day comes, is at heart deserted. 可惜,再不见那每日都来的老杨头儿,心里空落落的。 old Yang did not have, Yang Xuan they still, come daily. 老杨没了,杨玄他们还在,日日都来。 Looks three people that is dying of old age day after day, Ye Chen realized, something, should do. 望着日渐老去的三人,叶辰意识到,有些事,该做了。 A tranquil night, he went to the old grave ancient grave. 一个宁静的夜晚,他又去了老坟古墓。 This time, leads Yang Xuan they to go together, three people are late in life, the life not many, has not all known that must wait for many years again, wants to live departure, needs the seal they. 此番,是带着杨玄他们一道去的,三人已迟暮,皆已寿元无多,不知还要再等多少年,想要活着离开,需封印他们。 „In this grave, who the buried outcome is.” 36 years, three people were held responsible this issue finally, because of this ancient grave, annoyed one in the past reactionary reign of terror. “这坟中,葬的究竟是何人。”三十六年了,三人终是问起了这个问题,因这座古墓,当年还惹来一场了血雨腥风。 „Pre-Qin emperor.” Ye Chen light say/way “先秦皇帝。”叶辰淡淡道 Three people hear it, all stares, although is accidental/surprised, is not shocking, this world dwelling place of celestial beings can have continually, but also has anything to shock, this age, has been unalarmed by strange sights. 三人闻之,皆是一愣,虽是意外,却并未太震惊,这世间连仙都能有,还有啥可震惊的,这个岁数了,已见怪不怪。 When the main grave, three people of facial expressions, were quite strange. 待进了主墓,三人的神情,就颇为怪异了。 Buried pre-Qin emperor they understood, the corpse of pre-Qin emperor is also preserving, can understand, but the Yin moon/month concubine is also living, this little was unexpected, in the past the heavenshaking below wonderful female, unexpectedly was also an immortal, defended pre-Qin emperor in the ancient grave unexpectedly several hundred years, moreover in executing the immortal pacified the frontier on, what was laughable, they do not know unexpectedly. 葬的先秦皇帝他们理解,先秦皇帝的尸身还保存着,也能理解,但阴月皇妃还活着,这就有点儿出乎意料了,当年名震天下的奇女子,竟也是一尊仙,竟在古墓守了先秦皇帝几百年,而且就在诛仙镇边儿上,可笑的是,他们竟都不知。 Regarding this, Ye Chen also once sighed. 对此,叶辰也曾唏嘘过。 Yang and Xuan, know him are an immortal, has not actually informed Yang Gelao , old Yang to dying knows ; But Yang Gelao, knows the ancient grave secret early, has not actually informed them, if not entered the ancient grave tonight, three people are also kept in the dark mostly. 杨玄三人,都知他是仙人,却偏偏未告知杨阁老,以至于,老杨到死时才知晓;而杨阁老,早知古墓秘密,却并未告知他们,若非今夜进了古墓,三人多半还蒙在鼓里。 „Has seen the senior.” Three people all bend down submissively, respectful saluting, by having rank, the Yin moon/month concubine indeed is a senior, during this, can miss several generations of? “见过前辈。”三人皆拱手俯身,恭敬的行礼,论起辈分,阴月皇妃的确是前辈,这期间,可差了好几辈儿呢？ „Is overly courteous.” Yin moon/month concubine chuckle, although in the ancient grave, actually also goes out to take a walk frequently, from listening to three people of given names, on the rivers and lakes, has quite had the prestige. “无需多礼。”阴月皇妃轻笑,虽在古墓中,却也经常出去走动,自听过三人的大名,在江湖上,都颇有威望。 „His three people of seals.” Silent Ye Chen, finally is the opens the mouth. “将他三人封印。”沉默的叶辰,终是开口。 „Understood.” The Yin moon/month concubine is understanding, immediately towed Spiritual Power, gathers in the palm, transformed rune/symbol writing, is the law of seal past Ye Chen taught, was quite mysterious. “明白。”阴月皇妃会意,当即牵引了灵力,聚于掌心中,幻化成了一道符文,乃昔日叶辰教的封印之法,颇是玄奥。 „That, does not hurt sorely.” Yang Xuangan said with a smile. “那个,疼不疼。”杨玄干笑道。 The concubine smiles, has not said a word, only lifts the hand gently, has stroked three people. 皇妃一笑,并未言语,只轻轻抬手,拂过三人。 Three people all stagger, only thinks the mind dizziness, the mind is also blurred, then, then each one, shut the double pupil, falls into slowly sinks the dormancy, perhaps, when wakes up again, is hundred years of body, such as the emperor of pre-Qin, will miss a time. 三人皆踉跄一下,只觉头脑眩晕,心神也随之迷离,而后,便各自倒了下去,闭了双眸,缓缓陷入沉眠,或许,等再醒来时,已是百年身,就如先秦的皇帝,会错过一个时代。 Ye Chen is placed three people on the stone bed, then turns around to depart. 叶辰将三人摆在石床上,便转身离去。 Under the moon/month, he strolls, before Yang Gelao and grave of hero mist, settling down to be very long. 月下,他缓步而行,在杨阁老和侠岚的坟前,驻足了很久。 Among is lying down, is his two old friend, can be his parents of son or daughter-in-law. 其内躺着的,是他的两个故友,也会是他的亲家。 Only pitifully, their is the parents, cannot wait for the daughter to get married finally. 只可惜,他们这做爹娘的,终是等不到女儿嫁人。 Speaking of little Yang Lan, Ye Chen has once thought brings the seal her together, but this thought that eliminated eventually, old Yang and hero mist deceased goes, but Yang Residence also, Yang Fan also, this is also her family member, if really wants the seal, results in the demon to come to be good personally. 说到小杨岚,叶辰曾想过把她一道带来封印,但这个念头,终究还是打消了,老杨和侠岚已故去,可杨府还在、杨凡还在,这也是她的亲人,若真要封印,也得邪魔亲自来才行。 Please collect the home station to read the latest novel! 请收藏本站阅读最新小说!