Chapter 129 Chapter 15 Let me tell you a story

This white-haired man with the pseudonym "Luo Ye" is of course Yi Yangjiu. He saw his wife and daughter pass away at the same time, and his whole body suddenly collapsed. He tilted his body and passed out by the water. This coma lasted for many days and nights. Later, he wandered around like a walking corpse for a long time, and then he was taken in by the juggling troupe of Song State, and lived a wandering life in various states for several years. On this day, he returned to the old city of his home country with the juggling troupe. Although the Acropolis has long been completely destroyed, he still couldn't help it when he returned to the hometown where he grew up and was inseparable from his lifelong love and grievances. Come in and have a look.

Looking around, the stone-walled houses had collapsed, and the walls were covered with green vines. He was no longer familiar with anyone or anything. But from the air, the song buried in the long memory still came faintly. Back then, the beautiful and elegant little duck-raising girl, Le'er, sang this song the most. However, that was already many years ago. At this time, Yiyang Jiuxing was thirty-six years old, and the last time he met Leer was already in his teens. That is to say, even if it was really Le'er, she should be a woman in her thirties, so how could she be the girl in her teens?

However, the delicate and pretty girl in front of her was exactly like the duck-raising girl Le'er in her memory. Seeing his surprised expression, the girl pursed her lips and smiled with a clear and pleasant voice. "Me! I know you! You are Yiyangjiu, right?" Yi Yangjiu nodded, but stopped calling her Le'er. Le'er was not so polite. Every time she saw Yi Yangjiu back then, she had to trouble him for anything. "Me!" the girl laughed, "My name is Le Yang'er. My mother said that's the combination of her name and yours." Over the years, Yi Yangjiu has been heartbroken and seldom talked to anyone. After hearing her answer, he was silent for a long time before asking in a low and hoarse voice: "Are you Le'er's daughter? All her daughters are like this." grown up?"

That pretty girl, Le Yang'er, has a bright and lively personality, and when she smiles, it seems as if the spring sunshine is shining in front of her eyes.Although Yi Yangjiu no longer cared about the world affairs anymore, he couldn't help but feel happy when he heard the girl's crisp voice. It turned out that this girl Le Yanger was indeed the daughter of the duck-driving girl Le Er. More than ten years ago, Yi Yangjiu left the Acropolis in a hurry. Le Er knew nothing about what happened to him. The richest Yiyang family in the city was killed overnight, and the murderer was the youngest son of the Yiyang family, Yiyangjiu.

Even though Le'er had all her love for Yi Yangjiu, Yi Yangjiu left in a hurry and only had time to peek at her window. The light kiss in the heavy rain that day became the relationship between her and Yingwei. The last meeting of the teenagers. For the next few years, Leer married a random man in the market and lived a poor and ordinary life like an ordinary daughter's family. Under the tree, I recalled the red-haired boy in my mind, saying a word, raising his hand and smiling. Back then, Yi Yangjiu, Yi Ya and others went back to Acropolis in order to find Yuan Ying, but Le Er was unable to meet the man she missed most in her life with her own eyes. Only Yi Ya saw her stuck in memories from afar. in the figure.

Le'er and her husband had several children, but most of them were not able to raise them because of the poverty of the family, and both of them died during the fall of the Acropolis that year. Only this beautiful girl, Le Yang'er, survived in the whole family. Listening to the face in memory narrating the past, Yi Yangjiu sighed endlessly, thinking of the fate of the world and the many gatherings and separations in the world of war, and couldn't help but think of Ji Yingchu and Meier again. Le Yang'er looked at this young and handsome middle-aged man quietly, with a haggard look in silence, but those dark blue eyes were as mysterious as the deepest and most beautiful sky as his mother used to say before she was alive.

In Le Yang'er's narration, Yi Yangjiu talked to her a few words, and his tongue gradually became more flexible, so he asked a few words about her mother Le'er's past, and gradually remembered that she was extremely fierce to him many years ago, but But the one-eyed girl who kissed him affectionately in that rainy afternoon. But, that was already many years ago... Although the two have never met before, they have a very subtle speculation. Le Yang'er smiled sweetly, and Yi Yangjiu listened gently, but he still didn't notice when the night was falling. Under the night, Le Yang'er suddenly stopped talking, He just stared at Yi Yangjiu, and slightly pursed his lips into a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Yi Yangjiu asked with a smile, "Is there something on my face?" "It's nothing," Le Yang'er smiled sweetly. "It's just that my mother often said that she was very fierce to you at that time, and often called you 'that stinky old nine...' or something." "Yeah..." Yi Yangjiu looked up at the starry sky and said leisurely, "It's really fierce. I often think about what offended this little girl, but I can't figure it out." Le Yang'er's starry eyes are clear, but the eyes looking at Yi Yangjiu are soft and crystal clear.

"Because..." She said softly, "Because she likes you..." Yi Yangjiu was slightly taken aback, but he didn't look surprised. Although the boy is ignorant, one day he will know the girl's sincerity. It's just that after knowing it, I don't know how many ups and downs have passed in the world. Therefore, after knowing it, what can really be done is often just a sigh. I don't know why, after returning to the Acropolis, Yi Yangjiu had a strong idea of ​​not wandering anymore. The juggling troupe left the Acropolis within a few days, but he chose to live in this ruined ancient city forever.

The girl Le Yang'er, however, had listened to her mother constantly narrating the many affairs of this legendary man since she was a child, and she had already tied the love of two generations to him imperceptibly. Now that Yi Yangjiu really returned to the Acropolis, Le Yang'er Always be with him, take care of his daily life, talk and chat with him, and accompany him in farming and weaving. So, although there was a gap of nearly twenty years, she told Yi Yangjiu that her biggest dream since childhood was to be his wife. Over the years of solitude, long memories of joys and sorrows, Yi Yangjiu has experienced the most brilliant years, and had the opportunity to enjoy the glory and wealth forever, but at this moment, what he desires the most is to live a happy life. The most ordinary life in the world, he and this girl were already very congenial, so he agreed.

After Yi Yangjiu lived in the Acropolis, like his distant ancestors, he farmed and lived in the fields, and lived a life as ordinary as water. He has experienced many vicissitudes in the world and knows the value of an ordinary life. Ye's amazing ability is no longer used, and he only relies on the most basic strength to farm and live. Although the Acropolis is as desolate as a cemetery, it is worthless because of its poverty. The passing army of powerful countries and thieves and strong beams all dismiss it, and it has become a rare pure land in the chaotic world of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Although the years of the Acropolis were uneventful, wars broke out everywhere in ancient China far outside the city. In the mouths of passers-by, there are still occasional rumors and news about those familiar and distant things in the distance. It is said that after the death of Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya, Duke Huan of Qi finally let Yi Ya, Shu Diao and others take charge of the entire Qi State.But in the end, the greatest monarch of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty fell into the tragic fate of being exposed to the sun and living with insects, and still unable to enter the soil. And Yi Ya and the others were also in the fierce battle for the throne, and finally ended up with the end of killing the whole family. In the western state of Jin, after many years of wandering abroad, the son Chonger finally returned to China and became the co-lord of the unified Central Plains hegemony after Duke Huan of Qi: Duke Wen of Jin. And Mu Gong of Qin State Ying Renhao, and later governed Qin State extremely strong, becoming the third ruler of the Spring and Autumn Period after the death of Jin Wengong.The Kingdom of Jingchu, which is located in a barren and barren land, is also becoming stronger and stronger at this time, and it is ready to come to the Central Plains one day. The flowers bloom and wither, the flowers fade and the flowers bloom. The prosperity and wealth in the world are floating like floating clouds. The only thing that remains constant is the rising and setting of the sky, and the rising tide of the distant sea. The same thing remains the same, maybe there are those greedy hearts that set off wars for more wealth, a bigger country, and a higher authority, causing the whole world to be raging and bloody. Many years later, many memories, voices, and appearances in the world have faded away. Still bright and unchanged, of course, only the pure and clear blue sky remains. On a clear and cloudless afternoon, the sun shone hotly on the earth. Located on the west side of the ancient Acropolis, on a small hill, there is an unremarkable dilapidated thatched hut. In front of the hut, there is a huge camphor tree. The shade of the tree spreads high and high, like a huge green umbrella. Circle a temporary cool and pure land in the hot air. Under the shade of the tree, an old figure with white hair was sitting quietly at this moment, looking at the distant day and green mountains in a trance, motionless. Among the sluggish eyes, only the pair of dark blue eyes have a slightly different brilliance from ordinary people. The old man's expression was dull, but it could be seen from the back sitting there that as long as he stood up, he would definitely be a very tall and strong man. From the mountain path in the distance, two tall men walked over at this time. The figures of these two men were extremely strange. One of them was younger, with long hair tied behind his head, and a ferocious beast in his left hand. What's even more strange is that there are actually a pair of meat wings hanging behind him. The other brawny man is middle-aged, about forty or fifty years old, this man's appearance is even more strange, his complexion is bright yellowish yellow, the top of his head is shaved extremely brightly, but he wears a jewel-like kimono on his body. Cyan brocade robe. The young man with a pair of fleshy wings saw the old man sitting in the shade from a distance, he nodded to the middle-aged man, and walked towards the old man. The two stood in front of the old man and looked at them for a long time, but the old man didn't seem to care about anything anymore, and didn't even look at them. After a long time, the middle-aged strong man couldn't help frowning and said, "Are you sure it's him?" The long-haired young man smiled heartily, pointed at the old man's face and said, "Of course it's him, haven't you seen the pair of blue eyes? Besides him, who else has eyes of this color?" He looked around and pointed to the side In the shadows, there is a small green man with a withered appearance, "Also, that is the most famous 'No. 1 Primordial Spirit in the World', Luo Ye." The middle-aged strong man stared thoughtfully at the pair of eyes as deep as the sea, and then looked at the aging and haggard Luo Ye of Yuanshen beside him, and finally nodded in agreement. Upon closer inspection, the strong man's eyes are also different from those of ordinary people, one side is light brown, and the other side is the same as the old man's, also deep blue. The young man scratched his head, knelt down, and said softly to the old man, "Hey! Yiyangjiu, you are Yiyangjiu, right?" no answer. "If you don't answer, I know too, so it doesn't matter if you don't speak up," the young man said with a smile, "I am Di Menghun. Do you remember me? More than sixty years ago, we were in the desert of Jin State. Met, Qingshan brought you to meet me, remember? At that time, you were not captured by Qingshan, and you were intimate with her for a while. Later, Qingshan gave birth to your offspring, take a look ..." As he spoke, he patted the face of the yellow-faced, bald-headed brawny man. He seemed to be much younger than the brawny man, but he seemed to be the elder of the brawny man, "This is the relationship between you and the brawny man. Qingshan gave birth to a child. Later, I hatched him and asked someone to bring him up. His name is Dongguan Qingyang, which is named after you and Qingshan. I will bring him here today to show you ..." He kept talking for a long time, but the old man didn't respond at all. The strong man had a complicated expression. She looked at the old man, as if she wanted to see a little trace of her own life experience from his expression. But the old man's expression remained indifferent, as if he didn't hear their words at all. This young long-haired man is naturally Di Menghun. Because he has an immortal physique, he will turn into earth and stone every few decades, and then be reborn once. When he met Yiyang Jiu, he was close to the earth, stone and dust. stage, after these decades, it was reborn again. Back then, Dongguan Qingshan, the daughter of Yiyang Jiu and Shenshi's daughter Dongguan Qingshan, was brought up by him for a few years, but after the time difference, now it seems that Dongguan Qingyang is much older than him. Dongguan Qingyang looked at the old man with concern, and found that he hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, Di Menghun looked at him ponderously, then opened his eyelids, then shook his head and said: "No, he is too old, just figure it out." He is also an old man in his 80s or 90s, and this disease seems to be Alzheimer's disease, which was difficult to treat even in my time." "It's hard to heal, isn't it?" The strong man Dongguan Qingyang looked a bit disappointed, "You mean he doesn't recognize us anymore?" "Maybe he knows," Di Menghun shrugged, "it's just that words and expressions can't connect with thoughts." Seeing Dongguan Qingyang's disappointed expression, he patted him on the shoulder understandingly, "Actually, you are also I have seen him, and I have already told you a lot about your mother, so it is not without compensation." That strong man Dong Guan Qingyang looks vicious and rough in appearance, but he is full of emotion. He has never seen his parents since he was a boy, which is a very regrettable thing in his life.Dongguan Qingyang is a strange person who is the daughter of the mythical lion and Yiyangjiu mixed blood, but fortunately, in his bloodline, there are more human-like bloodlines and less mythical lion-like bloodlines, so he was finally able to get the arrangement of Dimenghun when he was young. Breaking away from the clan of mythical lions in the desert, he came to live in the human world. Over the past few decades, he has made many achievements by virtue of the extraordinary abilities of mythical lions and the wisdom of human beings. Besides his success and fame, his greatest wish is to see his parents. Dongguan Qingyang's mother "Qingshan" died under the arrows of his fellow clansmen as early as when he was born. After more than ten years of searching among the various kingdoms, finally, with the help of Di Menghun, he finally found Yiyang Jiu on the mountain near the Acropolis. Seeing this old man with the same blood as himself, Dongguan Qingyang couldn't help feeling mixed feelings. Di Menghun smiled slightly, and was about to talk to him, when he heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, and someone shouted loudly, and when he turned his head, he saw a tall boy with red hair galloping towards the mountain. If it was in the ancient Acropolis sixty years ago, this picture must have been familiar to the residents of the Acropolis at that time, only to hear the young man laughing loudly, his red hair fluttering in the wind like a full-blown flame. Behind him, there were a few fast horses chasing at this time, the people on the horses were old and young, and they didn't know how the young man offended them, all of them were full of anger, as if they wished to smash him to pieces. No matter how fast the young man was, he was certainly not as fast as those steeds, but he ran very skillfully, turning left and right, causing confusion among the fast horses. bow, and was about to shoot the red-haired boy to death. Dong Guan Qingyang's eyes were wide open, his personality was extremely righteous, so he couldn't bear to see this young man die under the arrow, he roared and wanted to rush forward to stop him, but suddenly Di Menghun stretched out his hand to hold him, shook his head, motioned him to wait and see It changes. Sure enough, the young man looked back and saw the man's bow, and immediately cursed furiously. "Traitor! How vicious!" The man ignored him at all, just drew the bow fuller, intending to shoot him dead with one arrow. But for some reason, the arrow could never be shot. Because the man suddenly discovered that his fingers had become wood. Not only that, from the horse to the feet, from the feet to the waist, they have all been turned into wood, completely disobedient to the command of their own body. Taking a closer look, I saw that the young man was already squatting on the ground in full leisure, biting a piece of green grass, with an extremely leisurely expression. The man wanted to look back, but found that even his neck had been turned into wood, and all his companions moved in unison, all of them were motionless. They didn't know why, but they all became immobile wood carvings, only their two eyes could move. . Seeing the miserable state of himself and everyone else, the bow-drawing man's eyes were sour, and tears flowed down his face. The boy laughed loudly and said to himself: "It's funny! It's fun! It's so fun!" While singing a song, he walked towards the shade of the tree, but saw Di Menghun and Dongguan Qingyang from a distance, seeing their strange appearance, the young man giggled. "Isn't this the real Lei Gong and the bald fairy? Why did they come to our poor place?" Di Menghun smiled kindly, chatted with him for a few words, and only then did he know that the boy's name was Yiyang Xuanyi, and he was the grandson of Yiyang Jiu.Back then, Yiyangjiu and Leyang'er got married and had several children after their marriage. However, due to the years of war, the children died or got lost in the past few years. Later, only this grandson, even Xuanyi's parents, was left. have all passed away. However, this young man Xuanyi and Yi Yangjiu are extremely close friends. Yiyangjiu has been demented for these years, but the young man is not bothered and takes care of him every day. The grandparent and grandson depend on each other for life on this mountain. After listening to the young man's narration, Di Menghun had some understanding of what happened to Yi Yangjiu.When asked about the young man's knowledge of the Primordial Spirit Clan, he was astonished. Di Menghun and Dong Guan Qingyang glanced at each other, knowing that this young man was another Primordial Spirit Clan member who possessed unrivaled abilities but knew nothing about it. Because as early as when the young man appeared, the two of them saw his primordial spirit "Zhi Yang" with a black wood-like shape. It is also one of the abilities of this primordial spirit to turn the group of people into logs and freeze them on the spot. Di Menghun thought for a long time, and planned to bring this young man with great abilities into the world of Yuanshen just like he met Sangyang Wuhuan, Yangtongye, Yiyangjiu and others hundreds of years ago. So he began to tell the boy a story that happened sixty years ago. "A long time ago, in the most prominent family in Weiguo, there was a boy. This boy had the most special ability in the world..." Speaking of this, Di Menghun's eyes seemed to be filled with infinite magic power. Following his voice, he was ready to take this heroic red-haired boy in front of him into a magnificent and fantasy world that moved the world. "...His ability is called 'Primary Spirit'..."