Chapter 149 – Spring and Autumn and Spring Thirteen Armor

Behind the mountain, there are monuments in the forest.

Stone monuments everywhere, there are more under construction, the vast majority of the wordless monument, but the periphery has hundreds of stone monuments already have masters, all book Dan into, are Xiangfu yuan at the end of the year in the flow of the state intercepted North Mang Qiang cavalry in the battle of the death of the Dragon Elephant Cavalry. Ancient saying has a cloud pen with ink will be thin, get Zhu is fat, so the book Dan to force strong bone hard for the best. For these monuments to describe the personage is the two long renowned North Liang calligraphy, because Mi Qiong, Peng Hernian two old live in the cool land north and south of the two places, there is a “South tendon north bone,” said the two rare years of calligraphy because of the North-South dispute, put out a pair of old deaths, and in the General Xu Snapdragon in the life of the military and political North Liang quite Do not think, just when the Beiliang Wangfu rumors to set up a monument 300,000, Mi Qiong only the first to arrive at Qingliang Mountain, asked a few questions, get the answer to the residence, and then wrote a letter to Peng Hernian, roughly speaking, “the grandson of Peng, dare to come to face-to-face with grandpa me to compare and contrast?”

After that, Peng He Nian took as if the lifeblood of the set of four treasures also ran to the Qingliang Mountain, and Mi Qiong Jieluo living next to each other, a pair of old enemies Pro surprisingly became neighbors. Then in the two old man’s cut or accurately said red-faced quarrel in the sound, by the deputy messenger Song Dongming personally gave them a list, which wrote a name, as well as a simple two things: when and where born, when and where died.

The two old men in the beginning of the book Dan also have the intention of a one-on-one, and then when Mi Qiong wrote a name, suddenly the old man in tears, “Liu Hongyi, is a young man in Chunshui County in my Lingzhou, he was a young man who relied on the family of the general species, naughty and unruly, the old man also scolded him for nothing that name, this child is only twenty-one years old, ah, how do you say that the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of the death of a young man? ”

After that, Mi Qiong Peng He Nian’s more and more silent, in addition to those responsible for the book Dan after the engraving of the word stonemasons still have some verbal exchanges, it is not too fond of talking.

Today, Mi Peng two old heard as if someone to the monumental forest, suddenly tightened the heart, the mood is complex with the bag, the results ran to see, but it is the King of Northern Liang pro-visit, the old man is not accustomed to who salute, so the gesture of bowing is very rusty, Xu Fengyen rushed to the two old man to help up, but there is no what polite pleasantries, hesitated for a moment, the stack of rice paper divided into four parts, he and Song Dongming each one, Mi Peng two calligraphy masters equally divided to the other half. The four of them silently started to write on the stone monument, behind each of the four of them there are two to three skilled craftsmen who have already prepared the tools waiting for the book engraving, in the dusk, soon there is the sound of gold and stone clanging. Xu Fengyen and Song Dongming to write than the two old men earlier than half an hour, until the last Mi Qiong finished, the sky has been dark, full of Dan Zhu color Mi Qiong also do not care to wipe, the old man looked tired to Xu Fengyen side, the words have undisguised reproach meaning, and asked in a deep voice: “Why is the hinterland of the Youzhou also everywhere there is a war?”

Xu Fengnian said softly, “North Mang spies dead soldiers infiltrated, assassinate officials in Youzhou in a big way ……”

Mi Qiong directly pointed at Xu Fengyen’s nose, jumped to his feet and cursed: “When your father was alive, the North Mang also have assassins sneak attack, how to give blocked outside the pass? How did you become this Northern Liang King? You Xu Fengnian is not the world’s number one expert, all day long you know dry eyes? Watching people from my country die, you collect the bodies afterwards and write a few names under false pretenses?!”

Song Dongming was just about to speak, Xu Fengnian, who was clad in thick fur, waved his hand, stopping the Deputy Secretary General’s explanation, looked at the old man, and apologized, “It’s me who didn’t do a good job.”

Peng Hennian’s temperament was not as impatient as Mi Qiong’s, but he was also a bit angry, but still tugged at the latter’s sleeve.

When Xu Fengyen walked out far away, Mi Qiong with gloomy face puked heavily towards the back, smashed the valuable crab shell green ink stone “Since the Han” on the ground, “I won’t write, I won’t stay here in Beiliang! Go to Jiangnan! If I can live for a few days in this life, I will write ‘Xu Fengnian is a bastard’ for a few days!”

Not long after, Song Dongming original road back, see Mi Qiong closed eyes standing in place, Peng Hernian squatting on the ground long pouting, who did not go to pick up the ink stone, Song Dongming bent down to pick up the famous ink stone, but also not in a hurry to return to the original owner, looking towards the top of Qingliang Mountain over there, said in a deep voice: “The two old gentlemen probably did not hear of North Mang Sword qi near Huang Qing, chess sword Lefu bronze master teacher who is, and what is the ability to , much less would have seen a real dragon, in fact I Song Dongming also have not seen. But I know two things, one is Huang Qing died in the flow of state, the North Mang raised a real dragon is also gone, along with hundreds of hiding in the North Mang western capital of the qi practitioners also die. The second thing is that there are two monuments here that almost had to be engraved with two names, both of which happen to be surnamed Xu, Xu Longxiang, Xu Fengnian.”

Song Dongming turned around and handed the ancient ink stone back to Mi Qiong, smiling frankly: “If Northern Liang really gone one day, the head of the monument surely can’t do without him Xu Fengnian, of course there is still me, Song Dongming, the outsider, when the time comes I hope that Mi Lao don’t not be happy to write ah.”

After saying this, Song Dongming slowly left.

Peng Hennian deliberately did not look at the red face of the old Mi Qiong, wagging his finger, as if muttering to himself, “Xu Fengyen is a son of a bitch, eh? Not right ah, old rice, you miscalculated, it’s nine words, not the eight words you said.”

Mi Qiong carefully put away the ancient ink stone, white eyes, “Mi Qiong is a bastard, okay? Just eight words!”

Peng Hernian laughed and said, “OK, how not, you are not a few days after the birthday well, I will write you a word, how?”

Mi Qiong could not care about the gentleman, annoyed and angry: “Write you a hammer!”

After the two old men did not immediately leave the forest, but like last time to carefully measure the stonemason’s engraving, in case of mistakes mistakes. Generally speaking, even if the book Dan, because the carving knife engraving stonemason often in calligraphy attainments with the book Dan people have a vastly different, there is often the case of the shape of God out of shape, Mi Qiong and Peng Hernian, although not demanding too much, but also want to be sure to do the best, probably the two old people feel that this is the only thing they can do well. However, the monument forest of those craftsmen are considered satisfactory, although not to high technology to “only under the real one chip” realm, but has been enough to express the five or six points of the original Shudan charm. Stonemasons meticulously engraved than they write with a pen naturally much slower, Mi Qiong with a lantern a monument to check over, suddenly heard not far away from Peng Hernian fire shouted him over, Mi Qiong thought it was which craftsmen engraved the wrong word, ran to see, did not want to think that Peng Hernian stood in front of a row of monuments, monuments and no stonemason labor, only to see the old man Peng is carrying a lantern squatting in front of a stone monument, can not wait to put the eyes on the monument, and found the book Dan five or six points of the charm of the original. On the monument, with the discovery of the saint of books in general, Mi Qiong went over to see, is the king of Northern Liang Xu Fengnian’s book Dan, at first glance the law is not bad, but in Mi Qiong, although it does belong to the top, but there is still a long way to go from the immortal products, far from letting Peng He Nian fuss about it.

Peng Hennian head does not turn, stretching out his hand stroking the engraved marks, and soon staggered backward, fell to the ground, eyes closed tightly, tears can not stop gushing out of the eye sockets, threw the lantern, hands covering his face, look extremely painful, pointing to the stone monument and shouted: “Old rice, you come closer, wide-eyed look at it! But never remember not to look too long! Remember!”

Mi Qiong lifted the lantern and looked closely, only to feel a stern chill coming from the face, making people feel like they were in an abyss.

This is obviously not because of Xu Fengyen Shu Dan’s sake, but the engraved words of the person’s “eye-dotting”!

Mi Qiong really quickly eyes a stinging pain, closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, murmured: “Start and finish decisively, such as Kun knife cutting jade! This is where the world’s highly skilled stonemasons can be carved out in a short period of time, it can really be described as a ghostly work of art!”

Peng Hennian sat on the ground and rubbed his eyes, sighed: “It is written by someone with a finger, it can only be explained in this way.”

Mi Qiong incredulously said: “Finger to do the sword, most martial arts masters can do, but the art of specialization, the world absolutely no one can write this charm!”

Peng Hernian laughed bitterly: “Could it be that the ghosts and gods are not?”

Mi Qiong stood up, carrying a lantern, looking into the night sky, “Once did not believe in ghosts and gods, now I hope that there are indeed ghosts and gods in the world, can bless my Beiliang broke the North Mang!”

Peng Hennian slapped his head, “Hurry up and have someone tell the king about this, don’t get into trouble.”

Soon Xu Fengyin hurriedly came, beside him to help him carry the lantern of a man and a woman of different ages, one is the realm is still steadily rising sinking sword cave master Mi Fengjie, one is the old North Han noble after the death of Fan Xiaochai, the former in the battle of Youzhou spy because of guarding the Huangfuping side, no achievement, but Fan Xiaochai in Changgeng City on a bell tower beheading the Taoist Sect Palmistry Law real Cui Wazi, or to say it is the abusive death. . Waiting for the Sycamore courtyard and whisk water room two sets of spies boarded the building to clean up the mess, the result is to see that the scene of that floor of the pavilion is really can be described as tragic, everywhere broken meat, full of blood stains, at that time the crowd saw Fan Xiao hairpin sitting on the outer corridor fence, playing with the fly whisk that refers to the Xuan masters of the remains of the fly whisk, unlike what the strength of the top killers, but like a naive young girl.

Xu Fengyen squatted in front of a monument, beside him was a middle-aged man who also served as the leader of the guards of Beiliang Wangfu, the latter was apprehensive, reported: ”Checked, this stonemason is called Wu Jiang, should be using an alias, is a third-class servant who has already served on the government for sixteen years and four months, nicknamed Old Ginger Block because the old man usually likes to eat a piece of ginger regardless of the food and wine. Last year, the monument forest recruiting craftsmen, Wu Jiang from the royal family transferred to this place. Your Majesty, it is my subordinate’s incompetence and lack of knowledge, please punish him!”

Xu Fengnian shook his head, “It has nothing to do with you, no need to blame yourself.”

Xu Fengyen slowly stood up, turned his head to Mi Fengjie and asked, “How is it?”

Mi Fengjie said in a deep voice, “I only saw one word and one sword, sword qi.”

Xu Fengnian smiled, “Wu Jiang, Wu Jiang. Wu, Jiang, Jiang family Da Chu no longer has a frontier?”

Xu Fengyen said softly, “This person has no malicious intent, you don’t need to pursue this matter.”

Xu Fengyen returned to Qingliang Mountain, then walked towards the mausoleum where his parents slept. After Xu Snap’s death, later Xu Fengyen built a cloak and dagger mound of his master Li Yishan on one side. Xu Fengyen walked into the mausoleum path alone and remembered many past events, his master said that the world’s writing is the most sad with the word tablet, because the epitaphs in the world are written by the living in the yang world to the old people in the nether world, and the deeper the feelings of the person who puts down the pen, the more bitter the pen, the more divine it is. In accordance with the wishes, Li Yishan’s ashes were sprinkled in the yellow sand of the Northwest border, originally the master does not want any grave, but Xu Fengyen still took the initiative to do a mound, just did not write epitaphs, and Qingliang Mountain mountain monument forests in the same way, only write the name, as well as the death of life and death in the when and where, I believe that the master’s spirit in heaven will not be too angry about this.

Xu Fengnian felt that Huang Longshi died, just a wonderful feeling, but convinced.

Spring and Autumn three big devils, human cat Han Sheng Xuan died in his Xu Fenian’s hands, human butcher Xu Snap is gone, three inches of tongue messing with Spring and Autumn Huang Longshi is also gone, all three are no longer alive.

Spring and Autumn Thirteen A, Huang Longshi exclusive three A, boasted of nineteen Tao first, cursive first, yin and yang prophecy and weft first, and therefore occupies the chess A, the book A and arithmetic A.

Sword armor Li Chungang died.

Soldier Armor West Chu Soldier Saint Ye Bai Kui, died in the Battle of West Base Wall, accomplished Chen Zhi Bao.

The color armor, the queen of Chu, also died.

Qin A, the old South Tang, the blind qin master, in the country after the collapse of the hold qin sinking river.

Western Shu painting armor Zhou Yu Teal, before his death, painted a scroll of the mountains and rivers of Shu, lying on top of the scroll, and died of drunkenness.

The Earth Armor Situ Shenze, who was skilled in geomancy and qi searching, was secretly killed after Liyang unified the world.

Xunping, the Legal Armor, was cooked and eaten by the people.

Qi Xuanzheng, the Taoist armor, was disarmed on the Demon Beheading Stage.

The monk Longshu, the Shi A, died outside the door of the Taoist Sect in Beimang.

Of the Thirteen Armors of the Spring and Autumn Period, twelve are clearly gone, leaving only one irrelevant Sword Armor, most likely to die in the midst of the world’s great trend of anonymity. In fact, since Gu Jiantang became recognized as the world’s first master of the sword, this sword armor in the jianghu only a flash in the pan and do not know the name of the world in the world’s great settlement of the Yonghui years was mentioned less often than to stay in the listening to the tide of the Pavilion under their own dungeon Li ChunGang, wait until Li ChunGang in the HuiShan DaXuePing back to the sword fairy, it is even more incomparable.

Early spring night, the sky is actually floating snowflakes, and there is a tendency to intensify, Xu Fengyen could not help but stop walking, look up and reach out to catch the snowflakes.

Xu Fengyen did not have a reason to think of the white fox child face, thought of him or her two peyote, spring thunder embroidered winter.

Xu Fengyen never knew who White Fox Child Face really was, if his name was really Nangong Servant, and why he came to Beiliang, why he insisted on entering the Listening Tide Pavilion.

Xu Fengyen left for Youzhou early tomorrow morning, the reason why he didn’t see Yan Chi Ji and Kong Zhen Rong was not because he had a problem with them, but for their own good.

But even if they are misunderstood, even if they don’t meet each other, Xu Fengyen still rushed back to Qingliang Mountain in a superfluous manner.

This was the brotherhood.

Xu Fengyen had only recognized four brothers in his life, Li Hanlin, Yan Eat Chicken, Kong Wuzhi.

And Wen Hua.

Suddenly, Xu Fengyen, who was walking slowly in the wind and snow, saw an unfamiliar figure, with his back to himself, standing in front of those two tombstones.

This image, out of context, was even more unreasonable.

Nowadays, the Beilang Royal Mansion, compared to the early years when His Highness deliberately created a loose exterior and a tight interior in order to catch fish, can be described as heavily guarded.

Not to mention entering this mausoleum’s forbidden land!

That figure turned around and said flatly, “Returning home on a windy and snowy night.”