„Wang Ping...... Is you......” that middle-aged woman said in a soft voice. “王平……是你么……”那中年妇人轻声道。 Wang Ping goes forward, arrives at side the woman, was looking on his face already the past youth no longer, said with a smile: „Zhou Ruotong!” 王平上前,来到妇人身边,望着其脸上已经不再的当年青春,微笑道:“周若彤！” The middle-aged woman is nipping the lower lip, is looking at Wang Ping, for a long time, composed smiles, said in a soft voice: „Saw you a moment ago, I recognized...... These many years, you came back.” 中年妇人咬着下唇,怔怔的望着王平,许久,婉约的一笑,轻声道:“刚才一看到你,我就认出了……这么多年,你还是回来了。” The Wang Ping looks at present female, innermost feelings are quite sigh with emotion, in the side of female, but also with over a ten -year-old little girl, its appearance, with past Zhou Ruotong, was very similar. 王平看着眼前的女子,内心颇为感慨,在女子的身边,还跟着一个十多岁的小女孩,其样子,与当年的周若彤,很是相似。 „Is this your daughter?” Wang Ping asked. “这是你的女儿么？”王平问道。 The women nod, turn head to say to the girl: „Called the uncle, he was mother's childhood partner.” 妇人点头,回头对女孩说道:“叫叔叔,他是娘亲小时候的伙伴。” „Uncle......” girl somewhat seems to be shy, stands in oneself mother behind, said in a low voice. “叔叔……”女孩似乎有些怕生,站在自己娘亲身后,低声说道。 At this moment, in all around villagers, several people vaguely have also recognized Wang Ping, but sees these armor dense soldiers, actually does not dare to go forward to recognize each other. 此刻,四周的村民之中,有几人也依稀间认出了王平,但看到那些铠甲森然的士兵,却是不敢上前相认。 Wang Ping is looking at that little girl, said with a smile: „Do you name?” 王平望着那小女孩,微笑道:“你叫什么名字？” The girl hides the body behind mother, has not spoken, in the eye reveals the color/look of fear. 女孩把身子躲在母亲后面,没有说话,眼中露出害怕之色。 Wang Ping sighed lightly, raised the head said to woman: „I go to the back side of the mountain to worship Grandpa Sun......” 王平轻叹,抬头对妇人说道:“我去后山祭拜一下孙爷爷……” The women smile, she from beginning to end, has not gone to look at Wang Ping Qing Yi, but is drawing the child, stood side oneself man. Her man, is a robust man, obviously inherits the skill that his father-in-law has gone hunting. This robust man, if Wang Ping carefully looked, will discover, is not that strange. 妇人微笑,她至始至终,都没有去看王平身边的青宜,而是拉着孩子,站在了自己男人身边。她的男人,是一个壮汉,显然继承了其岳父打猎的本事。只是这壮汉,若王平仔细看,会发现,不是那么陌生。 Wang Ping turns around, walks toward the back side of the mountain, Qing Yi is deep looked at that to lower the head to feel young married woman one of the child hair, moved toward Wang Ping. 王平转身,向后山走去,青宜则是深深的看了那低头摸着孩子头发的少妇一眼,走向王平。 Wang Ping just took several steps, that hides in mother back little girl, appeared, said loudly: „Uncle, my name was permits Nianping!” 王平刚刚迈出数步,那躲在母亲背后的小女孩,露出头,大声道:“叔叔,我叫许念萍！” „Read the duckweed...... Read evenly......” Wang Ping footsteps, sighed one secretly, has not turned head , to continue to walk. “念萍……念平……”王平脚步一顿,暗叹一声,没有回头,继续走去。 Goes out to them is very far, disperses to the villagers, that stands in woman robust man, the deep sigh, said in a soft voice: „Why bother you are......” 一直到他们走出很远,一直到村民散开,那站在妇人身边的壮汉,长叹,轻声道:“你这是何苦……” „Elder Brother, do not say again.” Zhou Ruotong raised the head, lightly smiled, its smiling face, is very beautiful, in her eye, reveals to feel happy expression. “哥,不要再说了。”周若彤抬起头,微微一笑,其笑容,很是美丽,她的眼中,也露出开心的神色。 „Can see him again, I was content.” “能再看到他,我就知足了。” The Sun Tai grave, does not have the weed, obviously some people clean up frequently, Wang Ping stands in front of the grave, for a long time, departure silently. 孙泰的墓,没有杂草,显然经常有人清理,王平站在墓前,许久之后,默默的离开。 „Qing Yi, I think, before long, I will see the father...... I have 20 years, has not seen him......” Wang Ping to say in a soft voice. “青宜,我想,过不了多久,我会去见父亲……我有20年,没有见过他了……”王平轻声道。 Qing Yi has not spoken, but static following side Wang Ping, seems this life, no matter Wang Ping goes to where, even if Yellow Springs, she can not leave not abandoned, this had nothing to do with the past agreement, but was a companion. 青宜没有说话,只是静静的跟在王平身边,好似这一生,不管王平去何处,哪怕是黄泉,她都会不离不弃,这与当年的约定无关,而是一种陪伴。 „Some matters, to that time, should to ascertaining time......” Wang Ping has turned head to look at Falling Moon Village, gradually departed. “有一些事情,到了那时,也该到问清楚的时候了……”王平回头看了一眼落月村,渐渐地离去了。 Qishui City, Wang Lin was very long has not gone to the inn, he all day sat in the courtyard, he, waited for coming back of Wang Ping. 祁水城,王林很久都没有去客栈了,他整日都是坐在院子内,他在等,等王平的回来。 The fallen leaf, always needs to sum up, the traveller far from home, one day, will return similarly also to near family member's knee. 落叶,总是需要归根的,游子,同样也会有一天,回到亲人的膝边。 Three months later, in Qishui City, has filled turmoil of war aura, some servants in mansion, leaves one after another, old servant who only remaining throughout follow, because does not have the destination, then the choice remained. 三个月后,祁水城内,充满了兵荒马乱的气息,府内的一些仆人,相继离开,只剩下一个始终跟随的老仆人,因为没有去处,便选择留了下来。 Entire Qishui City, seemed soon emptied same as, in abundance avoidance chaos caused by war, although the Heaven Path Empire army, place visited any common people casualties, but fear that are unhurried, actually as before spread. 整个祁水城,好似快要空了一般,纷纷躲避战乱,虽说天行帝国的大军,所过之处没有任何百姓伤亡,但恐慌,却是依旧蔓延。 Qishui City, was occupied by Heaven Path Empire, army continues to promote, Wang Ping stands outside the city, has not entered, but along with the army, departs. 祁水城,被天行帝国占据,大军继续推动,王平站在城外,没有走进,而是随着大军,离去。 „Father, present I, have not completed the past desire, when child completes, then sees you......” “父亲,现在的我,还没有完成当年的愿望,等孩儿完成,便来见你……” rotating disk of time, leads the way unceasingly, the spring, summer, fall, and winter interlocked several times, in a flash, were five years. 时间的转轮,不断地前行,春夏秋冬交错数次,一晃,又是五年。 Wang Ping, 52 years old. 王平,52岁。 Qin Empire and dust clouds, submitted to one after another, Heaven Path Empire, became on Planet Ran Yun, only state. 大秦、尘云,相继臣服,天行帝国,成为了冉云星上,唯一的国度。 Left from him at age 27, to the present, 25 years, Wang Ping, obtains all that he wanted, although in this, some lot, are not he know, although this time, some are too quick. 从他27岁那年离开,到现在,25年的时间,王平,获得了他想要的一切,尽管这里面,有很多很多事情,不是他所知晓,尽管这时间,有些太快。 Just, Wang Lin said one „to be able” in the past, then all these, is not extraordinary. 只不过,王林当年说了一句“可以”,那么这一切,也就不出奇了。 Wins the power, Wang Ping has not seen Wang Lin immediately, but was tranquil was looking at own mountains and rivers, felt enormous and powerful of that heaven and earth. 打下了江山,王平没有立刻来见王林,而是平静的望着自己的山河,感受那天地的浩荡。 Wang Lin, still every morning, sits in the courtyard, in the company of old servant, is living the ordinary life, his heart, in more than 50 years of time, gradually sublimation. 王林,依然还是每天清晨,坐在院子内,在老仆人的陪伴下,过着平凡的生活,他的心,在这50多年的岁月中,渐渐地升华。 Tranquil, does not have the mighty waves, passed for ten years. 平平静静,不起波澜,度过了十年。 62-year-old Wang Ping, looks like quite old, ten years of world of mortals Paragon, cause his heart, was more tired, this tired, causes him regarding the childhood, regarding that eight years of mountains and rivers sea, fondly remembers extremely, he fondly remembers, is these two 18 years, has the father to accompany in feeling. 62岁的王平,看起来颇为苍老,十年的凡间至尊,使得他的心,更累了,这种累,使得他对于童年,对于那八年的山河大海,极为怀念,他更怀念的,是这二十八年,有父亲陪在身边的感觉。 Qing Yi, turned into the old woman, on the face corrugation, but her vision, is the tender feelings is thicker. 青宜,也变成了老妇人,脸上起了皱纹,但她的目光,却是柔情更浓。 Freely, in recent years, they did not have the heir...... 尽管,这些年来,他们一直没有子嗣…… On this day, Wang Ping leaves the father 35 th year the late autumn, this year autumn, the fallen leaf dances in the air, the autumn wind assails, shows the light autumn to be cold. 这一日,王平离开父亲第35年的晚秋,这一年的秋天,落叶飞舞,秋风吹袭中,透出淡淡的秋寒。 Wang Ping has gone down the mortal Paragon position, this landscape, gave followed his official throughout, left. 王平走下了凡人至尊的位置,把这江山,送给了始终跟随他一路的臣子,离开了。 He carries off, besides these 35 years of memories, then only then a Qing Yi person, stepped went to the Qishui City carriage, rushed to own father slowly. 他带走的,除了这35年的记忆外,便只有青宜一人,踏上了去祁水城的马车,缓缓地,奔向自己的父亲。 The carriage gallops on the major road, sees off, is leaf that by the major road falls gently, they along with the wind, sway fall in the ground, the carriage crosses, the wind that brings, makes them hike up once more, the position that may drop, actually throughout surrounds the big tree, as if during is dark has one strength, lets them, will not be far away, but they, as if are not willing to be far away from same as. 马车驰骋在官道上,相送的,是官道两旁飘落的叶子,它们随着风,摇晃间落在地面上,马车一过,带起的风,也只是让它们再次飘起,可落下的位置,却始终环绕大树,似乎冥冥之中有一种力量,让它们,不会远离,而它们,仿佛也不愿远离一般。 The fallen leaf, would summing up, traveller far from home, will return to family member's side. Similar to the distance of this fallen leaf and earth, Qishui City, more and more near...... 落叶,总会归根,游子,也会回到亲人的身边。就如同这落叶与大地的距离,祁水城,越来越近…… Wang Lin sits in the courtyard, the only old servant, passed away in three years ago, in this big house, then only remaining he. 王林坐在院子内,唯一的老仆人,在三年前去世,这大房子里,便只剩下了他一个人。 Before his body, is putting a table, nearby two stool chairs, on table several side dishes, pot liquor, three chopsticks. 在他的身前,放着一张桌子,旁边两个凳椅,桌子上几个小菜,一壶酒,三双筷子。 Dish, but also braves the steam, the intermittent fragrance fills the air, was blown by the wind, distant powder outside mansion. 菜,还冒着热气,阵阵香味弥漫,被风一吹,遥遥的散出府外。 A hoofbeat transmits at the same time, the wheel presses the place the sound , the gradually reverberation, and outside the mansion, stopped, only then several long masis, as if were telling others, the carriage, came...... 一阵马蹄声传来的同时,轱辘压地的声响,也渐渐地回荡,并在府外,停了下来,只有几声长长地马嘶,仿佛在告诉着别人,马车,来了…… On the carriage, Wang Ping goes down, is smiling to Qing Yi temperately, is holding her hand, entered the front door, the gate has gone against the place above, writes „Wang Residence” the inscribed horizontal tablet of azure bottom red package, has as if witnessed the time vicissitudes, that azure, slightly drew back, the red, has revealed white Hen. 马车上,王平走下,对着青宜温和一笑,拉着她的手,走进了大门,门顶上方,写着“王府”的青底红包的匾额,似乎见证了岁月的沧桑,那青色,略退,红色,更是露出了白痕。 Wang Lin raised the head, this movement, he seemed waited for 35 years, on the face showed the kind smile, said in a soft voice: „Sits down, the dish is hot.” 王林抬起头,这个动作,他好似等了35年,脸上露出和蔼的微笑,轻声道:“过来坐下吧,菜还热。” The simple words, show the light warmth, had not inquired, had not questioned, does not have many politeness, as if Wang Ping often comes back same as, in the Wang Lin's eye, reveals gently. 简简单单的话语,透出平淡的温馨,没有询问,没有质疑,更没有过多的客气,仿佛王平时常回来一般,王林的眼中,露出柔和。 Wang Ping is looking at own father, 35 years , he since initially left, then again has not seen with one's own eyes the father, if said that also in dream. 王平怔怔的望着自己的父亲,35年了,他自从当初离开,便再也没有亲眼看到父亲,若说有,那也只是在梦中。 „Father......” Wang Ping kneels on the ground, two lines of tears wet front piece. “爹……”王平跪在地上,两行泪水湿了衣襟。 Qing Yi knelt in the one side similarly, said in a soft voice: „Father......” 青宜同样跪在了一旁,轻声道:“爹……” The Wang Lin standing up body , helping up Wang Ping and Qing Yi, said in a soft voice: „Eats meal.” 王林站起身子,把王平与青宜扶起,轻声道:“吃饭吧。” This food, ate was very long, a warmth, in the Wang Ping heart flood, this feeling, he already long-separated 35 years...... 这一顿饭,吃了很久,一种久违的温馨,在王平心中泛起,这种感觉,他已经阔别了35年…… Qing Yi in following Wang Ping these 35 years, had already guessed correctly the Wang Lin's status, knew this elder, that past years entered Planet Qian Huan, shocked Allheaven north territory all cultivator Xu Mu! After all past Yun Wufeng, once had proposed the Xu Mu two characters. 青宜在伴随王平的这35年中,早就猜到了王林的身份,知晓了这个长者,正是那当年独自一人杀入千幻星,震惊罗天北域一切修士的许木！毕竟当年的云无锋,曾提过许木二字。 At this moment in her eyes still some do not dare to believe that honestly is unable this gentle old man, to overawe Xu Mu of northern territory with that at present, superposes together. 此刻她眼中仍然还是有些不敢置信,实在无法把眼前这个慈祥的老者,与那威震北域的许木,重合在一起。 Related Xu Mu all sorts of legends, Qing Yi has not mentioned to Wang Ping, after all when the matter of past years happened, she had not been born, all were the hearsay that listened, is unable to export. 有关许木的种种传说,青宜没有对王平说起,毕竟当年之事发生时,她尚未出生,一切都是听的传闻,无从出口。 Fades to moonlight, when the autumn wind has swept, Wang Ping has put down the chopsticks, looks at own father, in the heart is having the countless words, but at this moment, does not have one, exit|to speak that can say. 一直到月色渐明,秋风扫过之时,王平放下了筷子,望着自己的父亲,心中有千言万语,但这一刻,却是没有一句,可以说的出口。 „Does Ping'er, what want to ask?” Wang Lin is looking at Wang Ping, saying slowly. “平儿,想问什么？”王林望着王平,缓缓的说道。 „Father, I wants to know, my mother's matter......” more than 60 years, had the memory to start from Wang Ping, he had only asked one time, that time, he saw low of father. “爹,我想知道,我母亲的事情……”60多年了,从王平有记忆开始,他只问过一次,那一次,他看到了父亲的低落。 Now, is his second start to talk. 现在,是他第二次开口。 Wang Lin is silent, for a long time, in his eyes reveals to recall, is looking at the bright moonlight of sky, said in a soft voice: „I told a story to you...... Is away from here very far place, cultivation planet, its name, is called Vermilion Bird......” 王林沉默,许久之后,他眼中露出追忆,望着天空的明月,轻声道:“我给你讲一个故事……在距离这里很远的地方,有一个修真星,它的名字,叫做朱雀……” The Wang Lin's sound, shows thick vicissitudes, from his mouth, was saying slowly is called the Wang Lin's youngster, he nearly 900 years of life. 王林的声音,透出浓浓的沧桑,从他口中,缓缓地说着一个叫做王林的少年,他近900年的人生。 From stepping into cultivation, Heng Yue Sect, the Heavenly Dao sect, gradually along with the Wang Lin's story, Daoist fresh Painting Scroll, spread out all over in Wang Ping and Qing Yi at present. 从踏入修真,恒岳派,天道宗,渐渐地随着王林的故事,一道人生的画轴,铺展在了王平与青宜的眼前。 The story is very long, is very long...... 故事很长,很长…… But between the lines, was actually shows one saying that did not scavenge unclear aura, enabled to hear the person of this story, in heart, shocked...... 但字里行间,却是透出一股说不清道不明的气息,使得听到这个故事之人,在心底,震撼…… Wang Ping is looking at the father, is listening to the story, his Qing Yi, opened the eye, these stories, listen in the ear, making her unable to bear among the immersion, although she knows, Master of this story Duke, is the Wang Ping father, at present this old man. 王平怔怔的望着父亲,听着故事,他身边的青宜,睁大了眼睛,这一幕幕故事,听在耳中,让她忍不住沉浸其内,尽管她知晓,这个故事的主人公,是王平的父亲,眼前这个老者。 „That female cultivates, is called Liu Mei......”[() Read without pop-up window] “那个女修,叫做柳眉……”[()無彈窗閱讀]