Chapter 98 Chapter 12 The only thing we have in common in this life

The gentle spring breeze, flowing with the years, blows through the evening wind of summer night. In the quiet night, children laughing and dancing, dancing with fans, chasing the crystal fireflies. Years later, whenever people in Yangcheng talk about the accident in front of the mourning hall of the Lord of Ziyu City, they will always have strong sighs that cannot be resolved. "Back then, if City Lord Ziyu hadn't had such a deep heart of jealousy, maybe everything wouldn't have become so unmanageable?" The storyteller would sigh like this: "If there was no jealousy, no hatred, maybe the two brothers They can live that life happily, and their daughter won't die so badly."

"Maybe?" Another person might say, "However, how easy is it to do this without resentment? People! This kind of thing will never be awakened, it will only be repeated again and again... " The voice gradually fell silent. In the dark, the laughter of children chasing fireflies will eventually become a memory of thousands of years ago. In the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, when the mourning accident happened in Yangcheng, the people of Yangcheng discovered that something was wrong when the four gates of the mourning hall were sealed. It was just that the mourning hall designed by the Ziyu city lord was as strong as his Resentment and obsession are as unbreakable as gold and iron.

Later, when the laughter, cries, and screams inside gradually fell silent, a big hole burst through the top of the mourning hall with a "boom", and thick black smoke filled the hole straight into the sky, and was pushed out. Instead, it is a large cocoon bag made of countless spreading tree vines. At this moment, the entire mourning hall made a loud explosion, and after that, it slowly collapsed like a shattered corpse. And the location of this mourning hall is also very ingenious, the underground is a soft river, after this explosion, the entire mourning hall, including the people and ruins, all sank into the ground and scattered in the depths of the stratum.

Only three people escaped from the cocoon. Yiyang Jiu, Sangyang Jing, and the old man Sangyang Guxing. It turned out that Sangyang Ziyu would not forgive his elder brother Sangyang Suyin even after his death. He saw that Sangyang Suyin would return to Yangcheng to worship him for the sake of brotherhood, so he designed a very special plan in the mourning hall. Sophisticated mechanism. In the "Gate of Biluo" in Yangcheng, although decades have passed, there is still a small amount of radiant energy in it. Sangyang Ziyu saw this, and asked Sangyang Ziyu in his suicide note to "must pass" The gate of the blue sky'!", and a mechanism was designed in the mourning hall. As long as it senses a small amount of radiant energy, it will activate the first mechanism. Start the second machine, start the machine behind the body of Sangyang Ziyu, raise the long knife, and crucify the kowtow to death on the spot.

But under the circumstances, the person who kowtows is Sang Yangqing who is suffering from infatuation.This girl is already specialized in the pharmacology of Yangcheng, and she has the habit of taking mad drugs to become addicted to it. That day she secretly mixed an anesthetic to fascinate Yiyang Jiu and Sangyang Lone Star, and planned a whimsical plan. Make Yiyangjiu paralyzed for life, thinking that Yiyangjiu can stay by her side forever, but by mistake, Sangyang Ziyu's mechanism is activated. In order to understand and save Sang Yangjing, Sangyang Shuyin flew over in panic and knocked Sang Yangjing away again, but the extremely powerful mechanism knife nailed him and Sang Yangqing to the ground.

Sang Yangqing's heart was the part of the knife, and he died on the spot, but the part of the knife in Sang Yang's silver was a bit off. Save the mourning hall. And Sangyang Yin, Ziyu, Mrs. Ziyu, Sang Yangqing and others' love, resentment and obsession for several generations, with the detonation of the mourning hall, are thoroughly twisted together, and they will sleep forever in the ground. On a light rainy morning, Yi Yangjiu, Yi Ya, Kai Fang, Shu Diao and others walked out of Yangcheng slowly, and it was the cold and quiet Sang Yangjing who saw him off. After this battle, the elders of Yangcheng spoke very highly of her. In addition, Yi Yangjiu relayed Sangyang Suyin's words, and everyone knew that she was the flesh and blood of Sangyang Suyin. In this battle, Sangyang Suyin contributed to Yangcheng So great, Sang Yang Gu Xing suggested that although the ancestral system has the stipulation that "one generation has no two masters", it has never said that women cannot be city masters.

Therefore, Sang Yangjing is very likely to become the next leader of Yangcheng. Walking out of the blurred periphery of Yangcheng, and once again walking into the bustling Qufu Street, Yiyangjiu looked back and remembered that it was only three days ago that Sang Yang and Yin took them into Yangcheng, but now the sky is still blue, Lian Sang Yang Shuyin's laughter is also as clear as yesterday, but this mysterious middle-aged man who changed their life's destiny is no longer in the world... Touching the "Golden Baby" clean bottle on his body, the familiar friendly voice seemed to ring in his ears again.

"To live happily ever after with her..." In the gentle spring breeze, Sang Yangjing sent them all the way to the outskirts of Qufu. Although the girl's bright face was still silent, it gradually melted like a snow mountain in early spring. "Send it here, I think it's fine," Yi Yangjiu said with a smile to her: "Send someone thousands of miles away, and we must say goodbye at the end. If there is a destiny in the future, we will definitely go to Yangcheng to bother you again." Sang Yangjing smiled gently and nodded. "Then I won't give it away, I just hope that you can get the Yuanying smoothly when you go to Wei and Jin this time." Her eyes had a warm and friendly light, and she stared softly at Yi Yangjiu: "I also hope you I can meet your wife soon."

Yiyangjiu and others stood in the wheat field on the outskirts of Lu State and bid farewell to her. Sang Yang walked quietly for a few steps, but seemed to remember something, walked back with a smile, and whispered something in Yi Yang Jiu's ear. Then, she walked slowly towards the majestic city of Qufu. The small figure gradually becomes smaller in the tumbling wheat waves, and then disappears. "Let's go!" Yi Ya said loudly, "There is still a long way to go!" Shu Diao and Kai Fang agreed, and patted Yi Yangjiu on the shoulder, and the four of them embarked on this arduous journey to find the Nascent Soul again.

However, Yi Yangjiu walked last, and as he walked, his heart was agitated, and he couldn't help but turned his head, looking at the distance where Sang Yangjing's figure had just disappeared. Just now, what she said next to Yi Yangjiu's ear was this. "In my whole life, I have never had any resemblance to my sister." Her voice was soft and peaceful, and her fragrant breath blew into Yi Yangjiu's ears. "The only thing that is the same, is that we fall in love with the same person." (After the eighth part, please continue to read the ninth "Ant Eater")