Longmen Memoirs

She stood in the shadow of the gate, holding the key to the sealed layer in her hand. It was the first time that Chen faced and directly said that Foxhound was his lackey.

"Yes, I am indeed one of his dogs," said the Foxhound.But she let herself go at that time. Or rather, when King Wu came to Longmen and the idea came into her mind, Foxhound had been helping her, otherwise she would not have been able to escape Longmen's strict supervision so easily.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deny that the fox hound had indeed helped her and risked becoming the enemy of the entire dragon gate. She didn't know what the purpose of the fox hound was. When this person wore it on his face, The real and fake mask makes it difficult to see through her depths.

"Why are you here?" Chen asked, with obvious alienation and indifference in his tone.

Foxhound seemed to have expected that she would be so indifferent to him.

"Don't you know?" Foxhound said strangely, "I opened this store."

The foxhound standing in the store lightly ran his fingers across the tabletop in the store. "I have had this dream since I was a child, to open a dessert shop."

"I should congratulate you, your wish came true?"

"Well, thank you." Foxhound thanked him softly: "Where is your wish? Sir Chen, you left Longmen desperately to do something two years ago. Has your wish come true?"

It must have come true. From the moment he crawled back to the dragon gate from hell with scars on his face, I should have known that your wish had come true.

But I still feel very unwilling and angry, even though all this is his wish, even though the fool wanted to return to Longmen at the last moment, to the place where you first met.

Should I be jealous of you?Chen Huijie, should I still thank you?Thank you for being by his side during the many years I left him, so that he would no longer be alone. It was you who pushed him to hell with your own hands.

You gave him everything and then took everything away with your own hands. You thought you did the right thing and blocked your life and risked your life for this. But you would never guess that the person who really blocked everything for you Not yourself.

Every step you take, everything you do, is seen by him.

You hate others interfering in your life, and he knows it, so he tries hard to make you understand that all of this is your own choice and your own judgment.

Hypocritical and well-intentioned, and a big lie that he thinks is wishful thinking.

"What does it have to do with you whether my wish comes true?" Chen said, his fingers calmly resting on the handle of Chi Xiao's knife at his waist.

Foxhound watched her movements with a dull expression. Although she knew very well what this knife had done, it was not the weapon that did it, but the person holding the weapon.

She wanted to know if she regretted holding this weapon and doing all this with her own hands.

"Of course it doesn't matter, I'm just a little curious..." Foxhound slowly withdrew his gaze and stared at Chen's cold face: "Do you regret it now?"

I regretted doing all this, and regretted meeting him in the first place.

On the day Chen came back, it rained heavily. In the heavy rain, the foxhound held an umbrella and watched the woman crying in the rain. He quietly lit two cigarettes, one in his mouth, and the other in the flower bed next to him. of soil.

She looked up at the gloomy sky dripping with heavy rain.

[You are back, then his wish must have come true. 】

Chen's face was tense, and the fingers on the sword hilt dropped.

"What's the point of talking about this now if you don't regret it later."

She was a strong and stubborn person, perhaps even paranoid. She had regretted it a long time ago. On the evening when Tallulah left Longmen, she cried and said that she had agreed to leave with Xiaota, but she was afraid. , let go of her hand.

Wei Yanwu told her that it was not her fault, it was Tallulah's fault. She just made the right choice. Tallulah also had her choice. Her choice was wrong. Even if she does not make a mistake now, she will in the future. In many cases, mistakes should not be punished. We not only make mistakes, but also make many mistakes. We will definitely make some mistakes, and we cannot avoid them. Tallulah just made the mistakes she will definitely make.

He said that he would teach him many things, how to manage the city, how to fight against villains, and how to treat friends. If you do as he said, Tallulah might come back.

But my mother said that he only knew how to lie, could she really believe him? She believed her.Even he said he had made an unforgivable mistake.

He said: Mistakes cannot be made up for. Doing the right thing is worth your life's efforts. Correcting mistakes is worth risking your life.He said that he would bear the mistakes of Tallulah's departure and the consequences of his mistakes, and that he should grow up quickly. When he grows up, he can change everything.

really?

Maybe, or rather, as long as you believe it, it is true.

He handed over his swordsmanship, Chi Xiao's swordsmanship - the move of drawing the sword, which can be broken immediately.

So later, she worked hard to grow up, study hard, and make herself stronger. She became serious and rigid, she became partial and stubborn, but she didn't do it, or maybe She thought she did.

Wei Yanwu is indeed a liar, and he is also a liar.

[Doing the right thing is worth a lifetime of effort; correcting a mistake is worth risking your life. 】 Chen suddenly thought of this sentence in his mind.

[People make many mistakes in this life, some we know are wrong, some we can’t tell right from wrong, and some even though we know they are wrong. 】

Did you already know that what you did was wrong the day you left Longmen?

Yes, you are a despicable person and a selfish liar.

You lied so much that you forgot how to tell the truth, and you lived a lie your whole life.

Chen regretted that day, just like the day Xiaota left Longmen, but she clearly did all this so that she would not regret it, but she regretted it. She returned to Longmen, and returned to the downpour when he left. Only then did she suddenly realize that she regretted it.

But the funniest thing in the world is regret. Regret can't bring back anything, just like tears can't buy back anything.

But she couldn't remember that she cried very sadly the day Xiaota left. She told herself that she couldn't cry anymore, but she still couldn't help crying, and she couldn't help making the same mistake again and again.

Foxhound understood what she was thinking when he saw Chen's hanging fingertips. She regretted it. Yes, she really should regret it. Why shouldn't she regret it? Another person took his own life and passed away. After such a dark and rough life, full of scars, I finally got something back for you two, and you shouldn't accept it with such peace of mind.

Sometimes Foxhound really hates why she has such a sensitive heart and is so perceptive. If she didn't see Chen's thoughts and pretended not to know that she regretted it, she could have fooled everything as a matter of course. past.

Maybe, I am also a fool.

Su Li sighed softly in his heart.

"Do you know who that man was here just now?" said Foxhound. "Some things can't be recovered if they are lost, but some things may not be lost yet."

"What do you mean?"

Chen seemed to understand something suddenly. She thought of the person she had just seen next to Foxhound. She thought it was just her illusion and they just looked alike.

Because he was already dead... Chen knew better than anyone else that he had killed him with his own hands after all.

"Isn't it obvious enough?" Foxhound pointed behind his back, his tone mixed with trouble: "My kitchen here is not something that anyone can easily fit into."

Foxhound walked towards the door, and when she passed him by, she glanced at the long knife on Chen's waist.

"I remember that the sword is called Chi Xiao, right? It's a good weapon, but don't kill the wrong person this time. After all, you already know the feeling of regret, don't you? Chen Huijie."

Foxhound gently closed the door, and the crisp sound of the brass bell at the door accompanied the bright sunshine from the Longmen sky falling on her body. She stretched lazily in the dazzling sunshine.

Behind him, a poetic roar and a cold yet decisive shout could be vaguely heard.

"Draw out the knife—"

In the diffuse smoke, she glanced at the messy candy house behind her.

"Don't blame me, Chen Mo." She said softly.

After all, you are the kind of person who would never admit it without giving you a push, otherwise why would you come back in the first place?

You, disgusting arrogant person.

This time I will return it to you first, Chen Huijie.

Chapter 8 Snow in Northern Xinjiang

"Things on this earth will not happen unless they are right."

"In fact, most things on this earth are wrong again and again."

"Because one thing has happened too many times in front of you, do you get used to it?"

"It's ridiculous! There has never been such a fallacy."

"What is really rotten is not this land, but the hatred of ordinary people towards the infected that gave birth to all this. It is the hatred of the infected towards ordinary people, which is the reason why they fight each other."

"The overwhelming rhetoric, exaggerated deeds, deliberately created hostility, sharp and hypocritical contradictions, cruelty and indifference have taken root in people's bodies. The tragedies buried in the past are now bearing fruit, and the tragedies in the future are a foregone conclusion."

"In this dark age, people who have been deprived of their identity, those who are infected, they are no longer human beings."

"The infected should seize justice from the earth. This is what the earth owes them."

"The infected people in this city will definitely rise up, because they are also human beings, and people will always have to pay the price for killing the infected people.

A new era has arrived, in which war is king. "

"The war never stops. Ursus will surely fall into the sea of ​​fire. A war is imminent. You can't stop me. I will launch a war. I will bring them... destruction."

"If this is fate, the Frost Bears will also succumb under the iron heel of fate, because... this king is their fate."

The snow in Ursus seems to never stop, flooding the field of vision with endless whiteness and no end in sight.

In the northern Xinjiang of 1095, at the junction of Yanguo and Ursus, a man wearing armor and a black cloak stared at the boundless snowfield in front of him. The heat of his breath was frozen in the wind and snow, and countless giants were flying in the wind and snow. Yanjun flag.

The flags were fluttering, and the armor was like a forest. It seemed that even the snowfields would be melted by the blood boiling in the roar of the fighting.

He stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes fell on his palm, melting slowly. The silver gauntlet he wore prevented him from feeling the temperature of the snowflakes. He remembered that someone seemed to have said to him before that snow also has temperature, and there is warm snow. There are also warm winters.

But over the years, the winters he has encountered have been freezing, especially the winters in Ursus, which can even freeze his breath.

Silly words, how can snow in winter be warm? In everyone’s perception, isn’t snow cold?

We are all used to it.

The three become tigers, and they all talk about gold.

"Your Highness." Someone called softly, half-kneeling behind him.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, the inspector from the capital has brought His Majesty's decree and is now waiting for His Majesty in the Chinese army tent."

"I know." The man replied casually without making any move.

"Won't Your Highness go to meet the Inspector in person?"

"It's just a supervisory envoy, do you still need me to go and receive him in person?" The man gently loosened his fingers, and snowflakes fell from his fingers.

"I beg your pardon for your boldness. The Inspector has finally brought His Majesty's decree. The Inspector of Dali Temple has had the duty of overseeing the army since ancient times."

"In that case, you go and tell him that I am busy inspecting the deployment of various armies and will not be able to return to camp until the next hour [|@

"This... general takes command."

"Why bother to work for His Majesty King Wu?" A strange female voice suddenly broke into the room. The general who was about to retreat turned around instantly, his right hand already pressed on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Bold!" After seeing the person standing behind him clearly, he released the hand holding the handle of the knife and bowed to apologize: "Master Inspector? Please forgive me for being rude. I didn't know it was the Inspector who came in person."

"It's okay. I don't dare to be polite in front of His Highness King Wu."

The general looked at the inspector wearing a black cloak in embarrassment, and then turned his eyes to King Wu next to him.

"Excuse me for being rude, please step aside."

"Yes, I will retire at the end."

The general slowly left the high platform, and the sound of the clash of armor gradually faded away. The man turned around and looked at the hooded inspector standing in front of him. The cold wind from Ursus blew a corner of his cloak.

"Are all inspectors so shameless?" he asked coldly.

"Why did Your Highness say this?" the inspector asked, lifting the hood of the black cloak, revealing the long golden hair under the hood, and the golden hair was fluttering in the snowflakes.

"A proper disguise is just a cover-up. Since the Inspectorate is in darkness, it naturally needs to be cautious in its actions."

"Does the Inspector-General in this king's army also have to be so worried?"

"No matter when and where you are, as the saying goes, if you are in your position, you should plan your affairs. The subordinate officials are the supervisors with the emperor's orders, and they dare not forget their responsibilities at all."

"What's your name?"

"Your Highness, please call me Jingzhe directly."

Jingzhe, the first thunder of spring?It is a pity that there is never spring in Ursus and the northern border of Dayan.

"Awakening of Insects?"

"The subordinate is here!"

"Have you brought His Majesty's decree?"

"Yes." Jingzhe lifted up the black cloak he was wearing, took out a small scroll from his jacket, half-knelt on the ground, raised his hands and handed it to the man.

The man reached out and picked up the scroll, opened it, took a look at it, closed the scroll and held it in his hand. He looked at the blond woman half-kneeling in front of him and said:

"Did you know that His Majesty has appointed you as the military governor to accompany the king and assist him in handling many matters in the army, including monitoring my movements?"

"Inspector of the Supervision Department of Dali Temple, Jingzhe, received the order."

"You know that you are here to monitor me." The man nodded slightly, his black eyes concealing murderous intent: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"It would be easy for Your Highness to kill this official. However, I bear the emperor's mandate. Since it is my duty, why should I cherish my life?"