Sha Po Lang

There is always such a moment of sight in a person's life that nothing can be put aside in the mind except a ridiculous thought without a reason. Powerful desire/desire seems to devour the whole god. Even if reason plays with its life outside the brain and scratches the door, it can ignore it.

For example, many years ago, Gu Zheng burned in the brains of the Northwest Wilderness and thought of leaving his post without a clue.

Years later, for example, Long G came out of the temporal confinement of the breeze with snow, wanting to see the side of Gu Qiang a thousand miles away without any thoughts.

Changg ran back to Hou Fu without a head. The two loyal iron puppets at the door turned around and watched him silently. He touched the purple puppet's eyes and suddenly stopped.

Long as a dream, he awoke from the face of the two iron monsters for a long time. Finally, he slowly returned to God from the near-fire into the demon. He sighed and reached out and touched the cold arm of the iron puppet, slowly lowered his head, bowed down his waist, and spit out a lush white steam.

In the past, Gu Qiang and I were separated and gathered together. There were times when we hadn't seen each other in four years. It didn't seem like this had been so difficult. I didn't know whether the longer I lived, the more I grew tired of Gu Qiang. He seemed to have a string in his heart. From the moment Gu Qiang suddenly wrote to think of him, he began to tighten up.

Every alarming war in the south arrives in Beijing, that string will be tightened, and every time the situation becomes more dangerous and complicated, that string in his heart will be tightened again until it suddenly breaks without warning.

At this time, the gate opened from the inside and it was the Hou family that led Huo Dan.

Huo Xian was surprised to see the ghost like this: “Uncle Wang is asking me to come to you, Your Highness, what is wrong with you? ”

His eyes were slightly red, but he took the quickest time to adjust a smile. He stood up and patted the snow on his body: “Nothing, I was in a hurry to get dizzy. What did Uncle Wang want from me? ”

Huo Dan was very rough, and he didn't see anything unusual coming. He helped him up and whispered in his ear: “There was a guest who was inconvenient to show up. He said there was an emergency report. He could not go to the military plane to see him, so he had to find the Hou Fu. ”

The visitor was a man of about 345 years old, who did not know him, but must have seen him somewhere, somewhat familiar. He quickly adjusted his mental state of disturbance while trying to recall his visitor status.

Fortunately, the person himself took the initiative to go forward and explain: “Liu Zhongzhong, Deputy Governor of the Lower Official Foreign Service Corps, has met the King. ”

The so-called "diplomatic corps” was created by a group of thoroughgoing masters and factions of the army who somehow set up the Hung Temple. Fearing the mold of emperor Ryu An, they dared not even scream “peace talks". They had to brazenly bear the name of a “foreign corps” and bear the banner of “every word”. The above front line "defeating the enemy through other means” is a bullshit reason, purely to add to the congestion of Gu.

Long and frowned, facing this person's impression, it was very bad, which prevented the style from displaying itself. He nodded, not saltily: “What's so important about Lord Liu's visit in the middle of the night? ”

Liu Zhongju then stepped back and knelt down, fingering heaven: “If a judge says half a word today, he will surely strike a thunder every day, and his parents will not be able to rest under the Nine Springs. ”

Long G side step: “Lord Liu, what is this? Get up.”

Liu Zhongzhong refused: “Does His Majesty know that the top boss of our legislator and junior officer was a student of the University of Fang? ”

Of course, Changg knows, not only does he know, but he has been sick for a while, if not for this time/lack of skill, hatred could not have led to a bunch of rapes in the foreign corps being pulled out sooner or later.

“Your Royal Highness.” Liu Zhongfei quickly explained the words of the foreign minister secretly ordered by the university clerk to Chang Gu again, "only a few hearts and minds of the rector now know about the matter, the lower officer is not the only one, ranked among them. ”

Long G's fingers banged on the table beside him: "Adults come to Hou Fu late at night, is it not your heart's fault? ”

Liu Zhongshen gave a gift: “His biological parents died early in Hangzhou, and grew up following the elders of the clan since childhood. Later, he studied the Quartet. He also became a clerk at the Public Horse Gate. Because of the interpersonal meeting, he threw into the eyes of the Master Fang family, and recommended me to the service. It is difficult to repay the gratitude of knowing. ”

Gently provoke the tip of the long eyebrow.

“Since I was a child, I had a green plum bamboo horse. I had no guesses. I was engaged and had not yet crossed the door.” Liu Zhong buried his head very low and curled his shoulders. “If I wanted to succeed, I would have gone back to my hometown to seek marriage. Who knew if I had waited until this day and was suddenly offended by strong beams...”

Liu Zhong lowered his head and wiped his face. He kowtowed heavily to him: “Although the deceased has done so, it is always difficult for the living to find peace. Thank the King for his pity. ”

Changg sighed softly: “Lord Liu stood up and said. ”

The two men had been snooping for a long time. When they sent Liu Zhong away, there had already been more noise in the street. Chang Gu stood at the door for a moment, pinching his eyebrows. He turned to Huo Xian and said: “Please see if Miss Chen is asleep. If she hasn't stopped yet, ask her to come. ”

Chen Qiaofu has been living in the Hou Dynasty for these days and is ready to try to treat Ulu bone with long hegs, but this will be a long process. The Goose King can't afford to come back for ten and a half days.

At first sight, Chen Qingxue felt that his face was very wrong. "Your Highness, the more thoughtful you are, the harder it is to control yourself. Are you too tired lately? ”

Long and bitter, he fueled the contradiction ahead of time. In fact, a lot of things could not be paved properly. Every step was like a marching safeway. I don't know when I would step off a cliff.

But he doesn't have time.

He feared that his enemies would not give him this time, feared that the glad tidings would not come, and that he would suffer in places he could not see.

Chang Gg: “If it's convenient for you, Miss Chen, start applying the needle today. ”

Chen slightly stunned: “The process may be painful, Your Highness is busy during the day, can you afford it? ”

Long G shook his head: “I don't know, but I always have a bad feeling. In recent days, it has become more and more difficult to suppress, and power should not be broken. ”

One hour later, Changg realized that he still underestimated what Chen said about “pain”.

Chen Qingfu brought a bowl of medicine soup to his face and prepared a silver needle.

Changg reached over and said, "What is this? ”

“When His Highness is no longer trapped in the Ur bone, I will copy the cube to you," Chen said, “but don't ask before you drink. ”

Long g: “…”

I don't know why, in his impression, the things related to the voodoo of the barbarians were filled with a gloomy smell of corpse oil. After listening to this, he developed a lot of bad associations when he grew into his head. He immediately stopped asking, curled his tongue as much as possible, and pinched his nose and drank it.

Chen Qingfu leaned down and a calm, cold fragrance spread indoors. She sat on her knees three steps away from him, and said positively: “Your Highness, after I started applying the needle, you must keep the spiritual stage clear, otherwise no one can wake you up, can you understand me? ”

Long G nods his head.

Chen Qingfu: “When this Anshen incense burns out, I will do it. Please use this incense technique to clear your heart and remove any thoughts. ”

At first, he felt nothing. Chen slightly flocked the needle steadily and accurately. His hands and feet were very sharp. Long g was merely closing his eyes to support God. Suddenly, a calm feeling filled with fear rose from behind him - as if he was inevitably looking at someone else's murder weapon raised, he could only close his eyes to await the fear. His back muscles contracted voluntarily, but he could not move, but made a subconscious evasive action.

Chen Qingfu's needle couldn't hold up any longer, and she stirred up: “Your Highness. ”

Long grams felt an invisible whip pounding hard on his back and a murmur in his ear, so the screams of women who had been there for more than a decade blew up in his ear.

Mixed in those menopausal nightmares, Chen slightly slammed his voice into Anjin's ear: “Your Highness, this is Hou Fu, can you hear me? ”

He nodded his head as slightly as he could.

Chen Qingfu sent the next silver needle in, and the second Anshen incense had burned out. She glanced at the Western clock on the table: “This is just the beginning, Your Highness, do not need to adapt again? ”

Long grams gently bit the tip of his tongue: "No, go on. ”

Chen Qiaofu stopped talking, and the fantasy that had just faded came back to life, and all sorts of injuries inflicted on him by the young lady were repeated.

Chen slightly flocked. She saw an old scar on the long hepatic clavicle suddenly swelling for no reason. A fine line of blood seeped out, and the blood vessels like the subcutaneous spider web split to both sides, very crisp.

“Your Highness, His Majesty the Goose King!” Chen whispered to him.

Long grams were unresponsive.

Chen Qingfu was afraid to do it again. Suddenly, she saw a pair of iron shoulder armor hanging from the corner of the bed. It looks like it has been some years. Now the steel armor in the military has changed its style. Chen shruggedly recalled that in his early years and when he talked about the symptoms of Uluru's bones, he seemed to have inadvertently mentioned that the first time he escaped from a nightmare, Gu Qiu hung a pair of armor on his head.

Chen slightly swept his long sleeves, the iron shoulder armor made a clear banging sound, the sound of gold stone swept through the quiet room, and his breath suddenly burst.

He had many obstacles in front of him, first trapped in his own body at a young age - sharp hairlines, burning red sticks, dirty vervain, women's iron pliers as sharp as sharp hands… and at the end of everything, there was a glance dressed in half steel armor, watching him silently for many years.

Long g life-saving straw-like staring at him dead, hard to maintain his line of clarity, not knowing how long later, the surrounding demon-like hallucinations gradually moved away, Long g tirelessly returned to God, see the Anshen incense on the table has burned out, Chen Qingxiao is closing the silver needle.

He just found out he could move again.

Chen Qiaofu: “How do you feel? ”

Long g moved his hand for a while and saw a lot of minor abrasions on his arm sometime. He had already finished scabbing quickly and itched a little. He tried to jab his fist: “Looks like he crawled out again. ”

After Chen Qingfu left, Changg turned his head and slept. Over the years, his sleep seemed like a night in Ping Lake. One stone could be smashed. Apart from the loss of blood and coma, he rarely felt this feeling of darkness, nor had he had nightmares for the first time.

He dreamed of a tall observation tower, far away was the fire, the camp was heavily guarded, smelled like pillowcases waiting for dan, a group of soldiers returning from a patrol was pulling the horse tight, suddenly, the man who was the head looked back in his direction, actually Gu Qiu, wearing a glasses more fancy than the mask, silver side mirrored with Xuan nail to make him smile narrowly.

In his dreams, Changg chuckled, “What is this costume? ”

Gu Zheng reached out a hand from the back of the horse and gently floated his back with purple gold powered iron arms. He hugged him from behind and lay down in his ear and laughed: “Lonely in the army, he hooked up with several little beauties. ”

People are not very good at hiding the subtle thoughts in their dreams, knowing that he is joking, but their hearts are still overwhelmed with unspeakable grievances: “I am not safe at night in Beijing City, I am afraid to go one step wrong, I only look forward to hearing a piece of speech from you every day, can't wait. ”

Gu Qiang said helplessly: "Your Highness, did you come all this way just to be delicate? ”

After listening, Chang Gu thought he was right. He wanted to make a fuss with Gu Qiang in a different way, as it was written in the folklore book. However, when the book was used, he hated it very little, his skill was very unclear, and it was a bit jammed at the moment, and he didn't know where to start. Gu Li lifted his hand and took off the glass mirror on his face. He kissed him with his head: “If you don't like it, I won't wear it. ”

In the early morning, Long Gg woke up in the horrible flute of Gu Qiang. He glared up and rubbed his eyes. He always felt that the demonic sounds seemed to be still circling his ears and rubbing his sour ear root painfully, but his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

This is truly the happiest dream of his life.

With the song of Gu Qiang, who cried in the heavens and the earth, even if there were cow ghost snake gods in front of him, he could be fearless.

What Changg did not know was that on the first day and night of the front line, when Gu Jun's patrol returned, suddenly someone behind him had the guts to look at him. He turned back voluntarily and happened to throw the glass mirror off his face again. This time, the lens was not broken. However, the carefully carved lace knocked his shoulder armor off, and he admitted depressingly that it was useless in this thing and changed back to normal.

The next day, Shen Yi heard that he was pointing a good joke at him: "Maybe it's some fairy looking at you. ”

“Then the fairy is so wide in control,” Gu Zheng said, “Maybe he saw me handsome and rushed to become my wife. ”

Shen Yi: “…”

Before General Shen spit out the overnight meal, a sergeant came to the newspaper: "Handsome, you sent a message to Dong Ying's messenger. ”

Gu: “Bring it in. ”

Some of the Western army's supplies were sent from overseas with the cooperation of the Donghuan people, who seemed to have been involved in the normal war, yet cunningly refused to show themselves on the terrace, even when he was obsessed with dozens of monk-camouflaged Donghuan warriors in an attempt to abduct Emperor Long 'an - also out of his personal grievances, the Donghuan did not really come forward to argue for him.

Shen Yi: “How can you say that? ”

Gu Jiao shook his head: “He said it was an addition to their courtesy, but his attitude was ambiguous. As soon as the messenger wanted to talk about business, he was able to manage things, he avoided seeing them, and found a group of white dancers to accompany him... Dongxiao people had their own small Abacus in their heart. If the foreigners could take root on our soil, they could eat a bite of rotten meat with them, but if the Western warships defeated, they would still live next door to us, so they were neither willing nor willing to offend us completely. ”

Shen Yi frowned: “What is this? ”

“Good stuff." Gu Xiao chuckled, “I'm relieved they're on both ends of the rat. Wait and see, it's useful. ”

Shen Yi shook his head: “We can't wait a little longer. The southern front was pulled too long, and the purple gold was too tight. Even if you arranged it from it, it wouldn't be possible to keep up. Besides, I was worried about spelling it so hard, there would be a murmur in the middle. ”

Gu Xiao's divine colour faded.

Shen Yi also warned: "I heard the court thinks we shouldn't just punch each other in the head. We should ‘stick one sweet date'. Recently, a new batch of foreign affairs is being formed. If these people really came to deliver sweet dates with sticks, they would be afraid to make a special mess. ”

Gu Xin sighed for a moment: “When will you arrive? ”

“It's almost time to go," Shen Yi replied, “it's only ten and a half days —— Zi Zi, what do you want? ”