Chapter 1956: Twenty-Four Years Like This

You Que leaned on the ground with his hoe and looked over lonely.

Lou Junlan politely bowed his hands: "I am visiting your house today. Thinking of your heroic figure, I am fascinated, so I came to visit you... I wonder if you welcome me?"

You Que had no expression on his face: "What do you think?"

Lou Junlan was not embarrassed. He turned his head and said to You Qinwei: "Mr. You, is it convenient for me to talk to you alone?"

With Lou Junlan's personality, it must be convenient. You Qinwei also understood it, so he said generously: "Miss Lou asked, so what's inconvenient?"

Then he was about to leave.

"I say." You Que said faintly: "Don't you need to ask my opinion?"

You Qinwei looked at him: "Then are you willing to talk to Miss Lou alone for a while?"

"I don't want to." You Que said simply.

"Oh." You Qinwei turned and left.

You Que raised his hand as if to call someone to stop, but finally stopped there, looking at Lou Junlan with some regret: "It's true that people are gone and tea is cold. This old man used to be very good to me and treated me like his own grandson, but now he doesn't even care about my life or death."

"Senior hasn't left yet." Lou Junlan reminded: "The person is still here, but the tea is cold."

You Que's eyes were deep: "Thank you, young people nowadays are really getting better and better at chatting."

Lou Junlan looked at him: "Oh? Have you come into contact with any other young people?"

You Que said indifferently: "There was a man named You Shirang who always came to scold me for a while."

Lou Junlan frowned and said: "If I remember correctly, that's your nephew, right?"

You Que laughed: "His level of scolding is far worse than his father's."

Lou Junlan didn't laugh, she knew that You Shirang's father was You Que's brother. He is now dead, died in the Jingmu War two years ago.

She thought for a moment and said, "It is said that the senior is a loner. I saw him today and it is quite different from the rumors."

"That's true." You Que said seriously, "Everyone is striving forward, but I am regressing. Everyone is in groups, but I am alone. Being different from everyone else, isn't that a loner?"

Lou Junlan's eyes swept over the chickens in the garden. They paced by themselves, lowered their heads to peck at food, and were carefree: "I found that the chickens and dogs in the senior's yard were very quiet."

You Que said lightly, "It would embarrass me if I disturbed others."

Lou Junlan said meaningfully, "The senior is really patient with idiots."

"It's just that there is nothing to care about..." You Que smiled and said, "Maybe I am the idiot?"

Lou Junlan said, "It seems that in the eyes of the senior, I am also one of those idiots."

"Don't always call me senior, just You Que." You Que waved his hand, "How can a useless person be worthy of Miss Lou's visit?"

He didn't deny the idiot's statement, fortunately Lou Junlan didn't care.

"It was not my intention to patrol the land this autumn. It was not my plan to come to Taiping City these days. But everything happened naturally, and I just happened to be here at this time." She still looked at You Que and said slowly: "I guess someone wants me to see something."

"What is it?" You Que asked.

Lou Junlan said: "Apart from you, the senior, what else is there to see in Taiping City?"

You Que laughed dumbly: "Watch me hoeing the land?"

Lou Junlan also laughed: "That's not a bad idea."

You Que really continued to hoe the land, his movements were as skillful as an old farmer.

Lou Junlan really watched silently.

Hoeing the land is a hard job, and gradually sweat dripped into the soil.

You Que hoeed the land, and finally said while hoeing the land: "I was young, flamboyant, loved and hated. But it was a long time ago, and I forgot everything. So many years have passed, and I don't know who still cares about me so much.

"But I want to say, it doesn't matter. Nothing in this world is important, and I can forgive everything. Come laugh at me if you want to, come scold me if you want to. Just remember to close the door when you leave, that's all."

He focused on his own land and didn't look up again.

And Lou Junlan walked out silently, and when she reached the door, she said: "Maybe someone will forget to close the door, but that person won't be me."

You Que just said: "What a polite girl, you will have good luck."

Lou Junlan closed the door casually and left the remote courtyard alone.

You Que didn't look like he still had cultivation, but his whole state was lonely and calm.

A small courtyard guarded his own heart. It seemed that he had completely walked out of the trauma of the year.

She was wondering, who was still thinking about You Que? And who invited her, Lou Junlan, to be an audience? I don't know how many chairs are prepared here, whether the script is exciting enough, and whether the role is big enough?

After walking a short distance in the weed-covered path, she met You Qinwei who was waiting there.

"Are you done talking? "You Qinwei asked.

Lou Junlan nodded: "Senior You Jinglong is a clear-sighted person... Mr. You, do you want to go and take a look?"

You Qinwei certainly understood what she meant. This was to check the safety of You Que. He lived in such a remote place and no one cared about him. Don't let anything happen to him and involve her, Lou Junlan.

He didn't look back, just led the way in front, and said casually: "No more. Even if something really happened to You Que, we are too lazy to investigate. It has nothing to do with Miss Lou."

Lou Junlan continued to walk forward, and said casually: "Isn't Mr. You curious about what we talked about?"

You Qinwei only said: "Twenty-four years."

Twenty-four years have passed. All that can be done has been done. All that should be said has been said.

So no more words were said.

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…

The courtyard door was closed.

The dog by the wall lay down again and continued to nap.

The chickens between the ridges were still pacing, never anxious.

As if nothing had happened.

You Que was still hoeing the land.

Hoeing the land was not a performance, but a part of life.

Twenty years of life.

He slowly turned the land, weeded, watered, put away the farm tools, and washed his hands carefully.

The hands that were once as fine as jade, shining through the bones, and once "startled the dragon" were now no different from the hands of ordinary old farmers. They were covered with calluses, rough and ugly. The black in the wrinkles seemed to be painted and could not be washed off at all.

He just washed silently, rubbing one knuckle at a time. Finally, he took a brand new cloth towel and wiped the water droplets off his hands.

He brought a low-legged bamboo stool and sat next to the drowsy dog.

He made the bamboo stool by himself after cutting bamboo. He usually sits on it to wash vegetables, peel corn, etc. If he wants to bask in the sun, he still has to move out the reclining chair in the house.

The dog is very old. It takes effort to do anything. He would never stand if he could lie down. He just got up to "cheer", and he must have risked his life.

He reached out and touched the old dog's head. The old dog closed his eyes and grinned, as if he was enjoying it very much.

He touched it gently, and touched it.

Until the chickens had returned to the cage, until the night fell... the old dog's breathing stopped, so he stopped.

You Que was not sad.

He could see the "longevity" and knew the "death date" of the old dog a long time ago.

It is a happy thing for a dog to live to its death date. The same is true for people.

He thought he would not care about these things a long time ago.

But he had to admit that the silent courtyard under the night was indeed lonely.

He just sat on the low bamboo stool in front of the door, his hand on the dog's head, motionless, looking ahead alone.

How long do I have to wait?

Damn, it's close to the time when I usually fall asleep, and he's already a little sleepy.

...

The two strongest Yamas in Hell's Gate, King Biancheng and King Qin Guang, who are striding towards the world's number one killer organization, came at this time.

King Biancheng pushed the door open and walked in, naturally taking control of the sight and sound.

But he found that the middle-aged man with a bad face sitting in front of the door was still staring at him.

He took a step to the left without saying a word, and the man's eyes moved with him.

The situation is not good...

If the human hero Jiang Wang was here, he would greet him politely and exchange a few words before leaving.

But as cold as King Biancheng was, he just said coldly, "You've gone the wrong way," and then turned around.

But... Bang! The courtyard door was closed, locking the way out.

King Biancheng turned around silently, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

Compared to King Biancheng's open and aboveboard appearance, King Qinguang turned into a ray of green light, swaying in the basin of water where Youque had washed his hands. It was swaying silently...

"I have washed my hands in this basin of water, it is full of dirt." Youque said lightly.

A ray of green light emerged from the water and turned into the dignified King Qinguang.

He stood in the courtyard, right between King Biancheng at the gate of the courtyard and Youque at the door of the house, with vegetable fields on both sides.

There was a hint of complaint on his handsome face: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Youque looked at the masks on their faces: "Only two of the Ten Yamas have come?"

King Qinguang said honestly: "I arranged the operation according to the highest budget, assuming that you have returned to the gods... I didn't expect the buyer's information to be so unreliable."

Youque said slowly: "Someone wants to use you to test me."

Who wants to test Youque? And why do they do this?

"Who is so bad?!" King Qin Guang turned around indignantly: "I'll find him!"

But You Que behind him said: "Since you're here, kill me."

He stopped touching his dog, he got up from the bamboo stool and said goodbye to this small courtyard tonight. His momentum rose infinitely, Tenglong, the inner palace, the outer building... God's arrival?

No! Dongzhen!

Having lived in seclusion for more than 20 years and abandoned by the world, he is actually a real person in the world!

His long hair began to fly, and the coarse linen clothes rustled: "Otherwise I will kill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, no, before the voice fell, a green light swam on his body.

His coarse linen clothes were going to rot, his fur and flesh were going to fall off, and even the air he breathed was unable to think clearly and was self-destructing...

And a sword suddenly appeared, piercing his heart!

After the sword appeared, King Biancheng, wearing a Yama mask and holding a sword, appeared.

The sword that escaped from the senses from Yi Shengfeng!

A sword that rose silently and shook the world.

Successfully reproduced in the world of confusion, and now it has reached a higher level.

Qitu is not as good as a whim in shielding against crises.

But whether it is ear perception or eye perception, Yi Shengfeng is far inferior to today's Jiang Wang.

King Biancheng can completely make his opponent "see as if he does not see, hear as if he does not hear", and truly kill the "senses"!

You Que, who showed the power of the cave truth, just stared at the Yama mask in front of him with the words "Biancheng" engraved on it. He spit out blood and praised: "Good spell! Good swordsmanship!"

Then he lost all his breath and fell backwards.

He died just like that!

It is true that King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng are both powerful and powerful gods, and they are confident that they dare to enter the dragon's den and the tiger's lair, and dare to attack the Dongzhen cultivators.

But Dongzhen cultivators, one blow will kill! ?

This can't be said to be a conspiracy, the word conspiracy is even engraved on his face.

King Bian Cheng, who put his sword back into the sheath, looked at King Qin Guang, whose eyes just turned green, and they both understood each other's eyes-

The situation is not good, run!

King Qin Guang turned into a ray of green light and fled quietly.

King Bian Cheng directly turned the light and flew across the sky.

All sounds did not exist, and lying in the yard were the silent You Que and the dog's body.

Almost as soon as King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng left, a golden figure suddenly sat up from the body of You Que who fell on the threshold, and then the golden light disappeared, revealing another You Que.

This is the Yuanshen.

What is the key step for the gods to reach Dongzhen?

The soul is the inner part, the Daomai Tenglong is the body, and they are built together to refine the soul with the spirit, and achieve the "primordial spirit" of the sea of ​​primordial spirits!

The power of the soul, the power of the spiritual consciousness, and the power of the primordial spirit are all manifestations of the power of the soul. It is not bad to regard it as the three levels of the power of the soul. The root is still the soul.

Just like whether it is Youmai, Zhoutian, Tongtian or Shenlin, although there are different levels, the root is still the flesh.

What is "yuan"? The beginning of all things.

The step of cultivating the primordial spirit is a step from "the god of man" to "the god of the world".

This god is not a god.

Shenlin means "I am like a god in the world", emphasizing "I".

Dongzhen means "to penetrate the truth of the world", emphasizing the body outside the body, and the practitioner's understanding and even control of this world.

You Que stepped out of the courtyard in one step, wearing black clothes and a mask on his face. He raised his hand to block the sound of the entire You family's old house.

Then he began to walk out slowly.

He was not in a hurry, because he wanted to give those little killers some time to escape.

And all the people who appeared in his field of vision, regardless of gender, age, closeness, or whether he remembered them or not... all fell down one after another.

No one knew about this massacre at first, until the bodies were lying everywhere.

As the strongest person in the old house of the You family, You Qinwei, who stayed behind in the ancestral hall, had mobilized his true energy and stepped out of the door as soon as he noticed the spread of death energy -

A slap pressed on his face and pressed him back to the ancestral hall.

Even though he was full of blood, even though his strength was not simple, even though he used the life-threatening secret method left by his brother You Qinxu, he still couldn't move!

But he didn't want to move anymore.

He recognized this palm.

The old man's eyes leaked out from between his fingers, staring at the masked man - "It's you!"

The man said calmly: "It's me."

At this moment, You Qinwei's eyes were very complicated, and he finally said: "I hope you are right."

Then he was gently pressed to the ground, and his vitality dissipated.

The previous text has been corrected.

The Yellow River Conference held by You Que was in 3896.

Zuo Guanglie’s conference was in 3909.

The Jing Kingdom’s war against Wei was in 3898.