Chapter 35 The Fifth Truth, Chapter 1 Heaven and Hell

one Since ancient times, there has been no love and no hatred. What is love? Why is passion always helpless? two When the love becomes strong, it also turns thin. Since the love is already strong, why is there still pain? Since love will be thin, why be passionate? three Passionate Island. Are there any lovers on the island of love? Four Not a blade of grass grows. The stone is dead gray, cold, hard, and hideous. The raging waves beat against the coast, like thousands of troops roaring and ten thousand horses galloping together.The island is surrounded by reefs, and there are ships hitting the reefs in almost every direction, which look like little rabbits bitten by the giant teeth of evil beasts.

Although it was daytime, the world was full of murderous aura. Standing on a black rock by the coast, Huangfu held his lapel in front of the wind, looked around, and couldn't help heaving a long sigh. "It's a dangerous place." Huangfu said movedly, "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, even if I killed me, I don't believe that there is such a place in the world, and that someone can live in such a place." Then After receiving the letter, Huangfu quietly left Nanwang Mansion and Jinan City by himself. This was a personal matter between him and Zhong Rui, and he had to face it and solve it by himself.

Of course, the location of "Passionate Island" was written in the back of the letter, and it was written in great detail, but it took him a long time to find it. Looking around, they are all dead, without any breath of life, and there is nothing else except black rocks. Is it wrong? No, Huangfu looked at the map behind the letter again, yes, it's here, since it's here, why didn't anyone come to greet him? meet? Thinking of these two words, Huangfu couldn't help laughing wryly, would he accept it rationally?If it was Zhong Ruojie instead, would he send someone to greet him?

Won't. He would not, but Zhong Ruin seemed to be beyond his expectations, because at this time he had seen a group of people appear from another corner of the island. A group of girls about seventeen or eighteen years old, each holding a small lantern, walked towards Huangfu with charming smiles. "Nanjun King?" The girl's voice was also charming. "Huangfu lifts up the sky." Huangfu said. "Long waiting, please come with us." Walking on the waves, I don't know how long they walked, how many dangerous places they passed, but this group of girls walked on the ground with ease, and finally Huangfu saw the entrance of a cave.

Entering from the entrance of the cave, you will be greeted by a long passage, with Kongming lanterns hanging on the two walls of the passage, bright and soft. Huangfu Qingtian can be said to have seen the world, but when he saw the scene at the end of the passage, he couldn't help being dumbfounded. If he saw a group of demons and ghosts, he would not be so surprised, and if he saw a paradise on earth, he would not be so stunned. What appeared in front of his eyes was nothing out of the ordinary, what he saw was "Nanjun Prince's Mansion". A Nanjun Wangfu is exactly the same as the Nanjun Wangfu in Jinan City, but it is about five times smaller.

Huangfu actually saw his palace in a cave, do you think he can't be dumbfounded? Fives The blue waves were rippling, and the bow of the boat broke through. Zang Hua, Ren Piaoling and Bai Baiyu stood at the bow of the boat and stared at the island in front of them. Before the boat landed on the island, you could see the mooring port facing the island from a distance, as if a giant beast opened its mouth wide. The whole island is all emerald green, with a few floating clouds floating in the middle of the mountain, it looks really indescribably peaceful, elegant and beautiful. "Is this the Island of Love?" Zang Hua asked.

"It must be." Ren Piaoling said: "Only here is the word "passionate." "There is only this island within a hundred miles around here." Bai Baiyu said: "Besides, my mother is at the helm You can't go wrong." Zang Hua suddenly turned to look at Bai Baiyu, and suddenly asked: "Your mother and son meet, you must be more happy than being famous?" Bai Baiyu smiled, "This kind of The feeling is indescribable, unless you experience it yourself, you will never understand the feeling." Bai Tianyu suddenly remembered that Zanghua had also left her biological mother since she was a child, and maybe she was also eager to meet her mother as soon as possible, so she couldn't help Feeling apologetic, just when he was about to speak, Zanghua had already spoken first.

"You don't have to feel sorry." Zanghua smiled: "If I can't even stand this little stimulation, then I have committed suicide many times by accident." Hearing what she said, Bai Baiyu also felt relieved Yes, he smiled at the Tibetan flowers, and he passed this incident like a sea breeze on his face without a trace. The boat quickly sailed into the recessed mooring port, the size was just right, Ren Piaoling looked at the mooring port, and said something intentionally or unintentionally, "This place for the boat seems to be specially designed for this boat , not only the size is just right, but even the depth of the water is tight." After getting off the boat and stepping on the island, Zanghua's heart was drunk.

Every plant and tree on this horse is so "vigorous", even the sea sand under my feet is so soft. The hillside is full of unknown flowers, red, green, yellow, white, and purple. Among the flower branches, some cute animals can be seen shuttling from time to time. "In the past, I always thought that words such as paradise on earth and paradise on earth were nothing more than the dreams of literati, but now I know that these descriptions are only one-tenth of what they are here." Zanghua said with emotion: "If you die unfortunately Here, buried here, what can I ask for?" "Don't worry, you won't die for the time being." Bai Tianyu said with a smile: "There are still many people in the world who have not been harmed by you, how can you die early?" "Yes "Ren Piaoling also laughed: "A good man does not live long, but a disaster will last for a thousand years." "Oh, I am a disaster, so what are you?" Zang Hua deliberately put on a straight face.

"What else do you need to ask? What else can be with the scourge, besides the scourge?" Bai Baiyu said, "Could it be the bastard?" "Yes, it's the bastard." Zanghua smiled: "I heard that the bastard It also lives for a thousand years." The three of them laughed together, as if they had forgotten what they came here for. No, there is one person who has not forgotten, because after all, it is about him and his mother. Bai Baiyu suddenly stopped laughing, and raised his eyes to look around: "It's strange, why don't you see anyone?" First class, even though she wished for me to die early in her heart, she definitely had a smile on her face." Before she finished listening to this sentence, Zang Hua saw a person walking out of the corner on the right, a very slender woman, dressed in light Blue dress.

Qingqing, the person who came must be Qiu Qingqing. When Zanghua saw this woman in the gauze dress like the first snow, she laughed from a distance, her laughter was as clear as a silver bell, and her voice was also as clear as a silver bell. "Chun Yu, Chun Yu, don't you know how much I miss you?" "Qingqing, I miss you too." Zanghua looked at the two of them, one was an older sister and the other was a younger sister, they looked so affectionate now, they were not at all like the unresolved hatred that Qiu Chunyu said. Qiu Chunyu and Qiu Qingqing were still laughing, sweet and affectionate. "You really miss me?" Chun Yu said. "Of course I miss you, I miss you so much." Qingqing said. Since the two masters miss each other so much, of course they will hug each other to express their missing. Unexpectedly, as soon as they hugged each other, they immediately separated, as if they had thorns on each other's bodies. As soon as they parted, Qingqing immediately turned around and immediately said: "Please follow me." As soon as she finished speaking, Qingqing immediately took the lead and walked away, regardless of whether they followed up or not. Seeing this situation, Zanghua was stunned. Qingqing's arrival came unexpectedly, and her departure was also inexplicable. "Is she usually like this?" Zang Hua said, "Come suddenly, leave suddenly." "She has to leave." Ren Piaoling said suddenly. "why?" This time it was Bai Baiyu who answered: "When Aunt Qingqing was showing affection to my mother just now, she seemed to have patted my mother's arm lightly." "You saw that too?" Qiu Chunyu smiled lightly. "yes." "So what if you pat it lightly?" Zanghua asked. "Not much." Qiu Chunyu smiled and stretched out her right hand, and with two slender jade fingers like spring onions, pulled out the Quchi acupoint on her left arm, and pulled out a three-inch long silver needle. Zanghua has been staring at her hand, but she still can't see how she pulls out the needle, but she can tell that she must be out of danger, because the cold sweat on her cheeks is no longer Dangerous, she breathed out softly: "It's so dangerous, if I hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid I would have died in her hands today." Zanghua also heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "Now I finally understand what she said When she wanted to kill you, she really wanted to kill you; when she said she wanted to kill you, she really wanted to kill you." "You're so smart." Ren Piaoling smiled. "But there's one thing I can't figure out." Zang Hua said: "Since she got the hidden weapon, why did she leave suddenly?" "Because when I said I wanted to kill her, I also wanted her to die." Qiu Chunyu's voice Qingyue recovered again: "So she gave me an injection, and I gave her one too." "So she will never suffer less than you. If you don't leave quickly, I'm afraid she will die earlier than you?" Tibetan flowers said. "yes." Zanghua originally thought that the people of this generation would have these intrigues, but thought of the people of the previous generation, those legendary characters, who had more intrigues with each other than the people of this generation. ——She didn't know that this was one of the most primitive and ancient vices of human beings. six Walking into this small Nanwang Mansion, all the sights and objects that Huangfu Qingtian is familiar with, even the people are exactly the same. Fang Yuhua, the chief manager of Nanwang Mansion, stood in the hall to greet people with a smile, the expression on his face was clearly visible, even the crow's feet at the end of his eyes could be counted, and Huangfu could of course see that these were finely crafted wax figurines. After passing the hall, there is the "Taoran Hall" specially designed for banqueting distinguished guests. The big table in the center of the hall is already filled with all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas. Every dish is still steaming, obviously fresh from the stove. on the table. There were already three people sitting in the seats, besides Huangfu's wife and Zai Si, the wax figure of Huayuren was also there. These wax figures not only have wonderful and lifelike expressions, but also imitate everyone's features very much. "It seems that even if the clay figurine Zhang is reborn, it's better to be amazed." Huangfu muttered to himself. "Thanks for the compliment." Following the voice, a middle-aged woman walked out, she was Fang Fang who appeared in Xie Xiaoyu's room. Although Huangfu didn't know her, he was surprised when he saw her, because of the following answer: "You made all these wax figures?" "Yes." Fang Fang replied. "Have you seen all these people?" "Madam Ling only saw it once from a distance." Lord Ling refers to Huangfu's current wife, Shui Rouyi. "Seeing it from a distance, you can create such realistic wax figures?" "I can create some just by listening to the description." Fang Fang said with a smile. "Oh?" "You don't believe me?" Fang Fang said, "I'll show you this man, and you'll know if my words are true or not." Fang Fang waved her hand lightly, and two people walked in at the side door carrying a wax figure. Cover it with a pure white silk scarf, but it may be seen from the clothes that this wax figure is a woman. When the wax figure was seated, the person carrying the wax figure withdrew immediately. Huangfu looked at the wax figure, and then at Fang Fang: "Who is this wax figure?" mystery. Look, of course you have to open it to see, otherwise how will Huangfu be able to sleep at night from now on? If Huangfu was really surprised when he saw the small Nanwang Mansion when he entered the cave, then of course when he lifted the silk scarf, his whole body collapsed. What is emotion? Emotions are a very strange thing. The more you want to cherish some feelings and get them, the faster they disappear and the farther they are from you. The more you want to forget about some feelings, it bites you like maggots. The longer it takes, the deeper it bites. At the beginning, you will feel unbearable pain, but after a long time, you will not Forget what pain is, because you are already living in pain. Some people seem strong, crazy, strong, even scary. Because his feelings will definitely overwhelm the other party, and some may destroy the other party. But this kind of person's feelings are often directed at himself. seven Lifting off the silk scarf on the head of the wax figure, Huangfu's memories and pain were also lifted at the same time. Looking at the woman in front of him who was like a dream, an illusion, and a poetic poem, Huangfu's heart was drunk again. How many years? More than twenty years of lovesickness, more than twenty years of not wanting to love each other, more than twenty years of depression, and more than twenty years of hiding, all collapsed when the wax figure silk scarf was lifted. Lin Shujun. What a distant name, yet what a familiar name. Lin Shujun. This wax figure is Lin Shujun, Huangfu Qingtian's fiancée who disappeared more than 20 years ago. Huangfu has stepped into middle age from a young man, but this Lin Shujun is still so young and so beautiful, even the elegance in his eyes is still clear. But now the eyes seem to be covered with mist. Do wax figures also cry?