Nightfall Chapter 371: Winter Solstice also


Volume Two, Lake of Winter, Chapter 371, The Winter Solstice

Mountain behind the academy. The latest chapter of the church

The second brother stood in front of the waterfall, listening to the thundering sound of water, watching the splashing water mist, without the slightest expression on his face. After being silent for a long time, he said: "I heard that his building collapsed. ."

The big brother stood beside him, sighed and said, "He came to Chang'an because of chance. Don't envy these things."

The second brother raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Brother, why should I envy him?"

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Chang'an City, beside Yanming Lake.

There is a large earthen urn on the dining table. Inside the urn is milky white haggis soup, and the green coriander is scented by the heat of the lamb soup, and the aroma immediately diffuses throughout the house.

Ning Que took the chopsticks and used the tip of the chopsticks to smash the fermented bean curd in the dish. Sangsang peeled the garlic and mashed it. The **** horse was in the garden, watching the movement in the house across the threshold, with wide-eyed eyes. The nostrils are very round, I don't know if it is curious or greedy for the meat in the pot.

"I heard that the Taoist Temple of Ye Su Jiju collapsed this afternoon."

After Ning Que paused for a while, he couldn't help but laughed, and said, "I heard...After the second brother heard about this, he stood in front of the waterfall for a while, and finally smashed his small courtyard."

Sangsang raised her head and looked at him in confusion. She had been to the small courtyard in the back mountain of the academy, thinking that the quiet small courtyard had turned into ruins. She couldn't help feeling a bit regretful, and asked, "Why? "

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Guys in the realm like Second Senior Brother and Ye Su, who knows what they think? I often think that when they cultivate to their realm, they will basically become lunatics, and the little Taoism will collapse. Ye Su seems to understand something, the second brother smashed his own courtyard, probably also want to realize something?"

Although Sangsang has officially started practicing, he still can't understand the way of thinking of those great practitioners who know their fate, thinking that what the young master said is right, really a bunch of lunatics.

When the lamb soup was getting cold, the meat was running out, and the sauce in the dish was declining, Ye Hongyu finally returned to the bank of Yanming Lake, Sangsang went to pack his clothes, and Ning Que was the only one left in the house. (《》)

Ning Que watched her walk in and said, "Why didn't you come back so late? By the way, although you don't pay the rent, shouldn't you do more housework?"

Ye Hongyu looked at the leftovers on the table, frowned and said, "You have a maid and a steward."

Ning Que said with a smile: "Where can Dao Chi wash the dishes and bring water for himself? The God of Light has worked in my shop. You can learn from the glorious traditions of Xiling Temple. It must be a good story from my Lao Ning's family."

Ye Hongyu frowned more and more, and sat down without a word.

Ning Que looked at her expression and guessed that she was in a bad mood at this time, but she did not restrain herself, and continued: "Speaking of which, I thought your brother would at least treat you to dinner.

Ye Hongyu looked at him quietly and said: "It seems that you plan to live your little life in Chang'an for a long time, but have you ever thought that the world cannot indulge you to live like this? ."

Ning Que smiled slightly and said: "I am a Chinese, and even a second-story disciple of the academy. I can't imagine anyone who will come stupidly to disturb my little life."

"What if you are the son of Pluto?"

Ye Hongyu looked at him, eyes bright as Qiuhu full of mockery and coldness.

Ning Que was slightly startled.

In that conversation a few days ago, Ye Hongyu directly exposed the fact that he was insulted, and then she mentioned such a possible fact so lightly.

"I really don't know what you are talking about."

He said.

Ye Hongyu said: "If it is true that you were the son of General Xuanwei of the Tang State, then you are the shadow of the dark night seen in the eyes of the God of Light. Nowadays, probably few people still remember that year. Something, but how do you think I could forget?"

"Do you believe it?" Ning Que asked seriously, looking at her eyes.

Ye Hongyu shook his head after a long thought. The latest chapter of the church

Ning Que looked relaxed and said, "Why don't you believe it?"

Ye Hongyu said: "Zhenjue."

Ning Que raised the thumb of his right hand, and sincerely praised: "The intuition is the highest, come, come, please eat haggis, I still hide some in the kitchen, just to honor you."

Ye Hongyu didn’t smile, looked at him and said, “I don’t believe it doesn’t mean the temple doesn’t believe it... My brother appeared in Chang’an City to pay attention to Xiahou’s return to the old, but I believe he actually came to see you. Of."

Ning Que shook his head and said: "I have inquired about some things. Sangsang also learned some secrets from Wei Guangming. Since Xiling Temple forcibly stopped this incident and imprisoned Wei Guangming for more than ten years. , This means that Daomen does not believe in the story of the son of Hades."

"Even if the temple does not believe it, it does not mean that the Buddha does not believe it."

Ye Hongyu said.

Ning Que remembered the two ascetics that he met on the streets of Chang'an in the early morning of spring, the Taoist master from the Hanging Temple in the Unknowable Land, and remembered the conversation with the stone Buddha in front of the lonely grave in the spiritual world, especially the conversation Those very cryptic parts could not help but frowned slightly and remained silent.

"Don't talk about these boring things, let's eat haggis first."

He looked at Ye Hongyu and smiled, and said: "The haggis must be eaten hot to taste."

Ye Hongyu frowned and said, "It's not the winter solstice, what kind of haggis soup?"

"Who said that haggis must be eaten in the winter solstice? Who said that without a gun tip, you can stabb the undead?"

Ning Que's words seemed a bit inexplicable, at least for Ye Hongyu, there were hidden meanings that only he could understand.

After a moment of silence, he said: "And I don't necessarily have time on the winter solstice."

Although Ye Hongyu was forced to leave Taoshan, she still has her own source of intelligence in Chang'an as the chief judge of the adjudication department. So when she heard these words from Ning Que, her brows couldn't bear it. Zhuo frowned deeply again, and his eyes were gradually occupied by doubts and surprises.

The day of the winter solstice is Xiahou's return of glory.

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Time is passing away, and autumn is gradually receding.

A small Taoist temple collapsed in the city of Chang'an. The enthusiastic neighbours helped the people in Guanli rebuild their houses. Then they knew that there were more enthusiastic people in the small Taoist temple who liked to wear plain clothes, no matter what happened to the neighborhood , Will get help from that person, and that person doesn't seem to know what trouble is.

A small courtyard collapsed at the back of the academy. Accompanied by the sound of a waterfall, the man sat in the pool with an ancient crown on his head, meditating for an unknown number of days and nights. A certain fat man followed Brother Six, sighing and carrying the earth and rocks. For things like wood, he asked the man to repair the small courtyard.

Ye Su, the descendant of Zhishouguan, walked calmly and silently on the road to sanctification in the warm and secular market of Chang'an City. The second master of the Academy, Junmo, received the wet mist in front of the lonely and deserted waterfall. His baptism, his face became more and more indifferent, but his eyebrows became more and more straight.

General Xiahou, who returned from the frontier fortress, kept accepting the royal rewards and kept banquets among the princes’ residences. No one knew that in the middle of the night, he was still used to sitting in the back garden of his general’s mansion, looking down. The bare branches of yellow leaves were silent, watching the falling snowflakes.

Ning Que came back and forth between the back mountain of the academy and Yanming Lake, quietly practicing, sometimes fighting with Ye Hongyu intentionally, and more often in silence in the fading lotus field.

Chang'an City is very silent, so it appears calm. The people in the city were silent, so they were calm. In the eyes of most people, this silence and calm will last at least until the end of the winter of the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse. Because no matter how you look at it, no one can break this calm.

The wind, cold, snow and sudden autumn have gone, and it is the day of the winter solstice.

On this day, General Xiahou will resign from the Palace. His Majesty the Emperor of Tang will once again reward him for his merits and give him the honor of a family banquet, and then the Manchu civil and military will send him away from Chang'an City.

On this day, the small Taoist temple was finally rebuilt. Ye Su carefully combed the doggy, standing behind the thin Taoist, like a tacky confidant in a rural wedding, and thanked the neighbors who came to the ceremony. , And then moved the chicken and duck water drinks that the neighbours held to the back kitchen.

On this day, the third sister Yu Lian smiled and told Tang Xiaotang what was next to the east window of the old mountain in the back of the academy. White mist was steaming in the iron room by the mirror lake, and the seventh sister embroidered in the lake pavilion, just like It was as calm as usual, except that in the Bitan under the waterfall, the shadow of the high crown like a laundry club was no longer visible. The senior brother was not in the back mountain, but went to Chang'an City as a guest.

The big brother walked up the stone steps, looked at Ye Su and said with a smile: "Congratulations."

Ye Su looked at the newly repaired Taoist temple behind him, and the eaves of the neighbors not far away that he had repaired by himself, with a sincere smile, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Da."

The people in the house beside Yanming Lake have also woken up.

Ning Que took a shower under Sangsang's service, changed into a brand-new black hospital uniform, carefully pulled up his hair, and put on a flat crown. The whole person suddenly seemed more energetic.

Sangsang also took a bath, then cut his hair short with scissors, combed a braid very carefully, rubbed powder against the bronze mirror carefully, and threw the eyebrows.

"It looks good."

Ning Que looked at the refreshing little girl in the mirror and said with a smile.

Sangsang got up from the bench, turned around to tidy up the uniform for him, took off the thread on his shoulders, and said: "Today is our big day, no matter how serious we are."

Out of the bedroom, Ning Que snapped his fingers and summoned the **** horse who had been gnawing on the winter plum in the corner of the garden. He lightly hit the horse **** and said, "Go back to the college by yourself."

The big dark horse raised his head slightly, feeling a little puzzled, but after all, he was not a human being. Even if he had doubts, he couldn't speak out. He had to run out of the house as ordered and walked out of the city along the long street.

Yehhongyu is not a **** horse.

She stood under the garden gate tree looking at the newly-dressed master and servant, suddenly stretched out her finger to the sky above the courtyard, and said calmly: "Today will be heavy snow, you have to go out?"

There are bleak clouds in the bleak sky, the cloud color is as dense as a mountain, and it seems that snow may fall at any time.

Ning Que looked up at the sky and said, "Rain can keep people, but snow can't keep people."

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(After holding back for a day, I just couldn’t write it out. Just when I was about to ask for leave, I would like to thank Lin Hai Tingtao and Butterfly Blue for encouraging and cheering, and finally successfully defeated themselves. Thank them and thank you.)

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