Eternal Gate

After handing back the Emperor's Sword, Zhao Yun took advantage of the moonlight and silently left the scene.

When passing by the Tang Ancestral Temple, he also offered a stick of incense in front of Li Zhaoyang's soul.

In the temple, there is another beautiful shadow.

It was the little princess Li Zhaoyue. She must have cried, and the corners of her eyes were still stained with tears.

Zhao Yun didn't bother him, turned around quietly, and drifted away. For the rest of his life, he would remember the kindness of the Tang royal family, the queen's treatment of his illness, and Li Zhaoyang's sacrifice of his life to save him.

He left, riding his horse and whipping his whip, all the way south.

When he reached Yunzhong Mountain, he got off his horse.

In the **** catastrophe that night, six seniors of Yunzhong's lineage were buried because of him, and they should come to pay tribute.

"General Zhao, please."

The person who greeted him was a young man, the disciple of Yunzhong No. 1 Son.

When it comes to seniority, the other party has to call him uncle.

The young man looked at him as if he was looking at an elder.

At least, there was awe in his eyes. This man of his age has created too many legends. He is the first civil and military champion in the history of the Tang Dynasty, and the youngest general to rule the country since the founding of the Tang Dynasty. In addition, with the martial arts Leader of the alliance, no matter who he is, is worthy of his worship.

"May all the seniors have their souls in heaven."

At the Yunzhong Ancestral Hall, Zhao Yun poured a pot of wine with sadness.

When he turned around, Yun Lan was already not far away, but in a wheelchair.

She has lost all her martial arts skills, her legs are useless, and her temples have a few more strands of silver than before.

"Retire after success, a wise choice." Yun Lan whispered with a smile.

"I am just an idle cloud and wild crane." Zhao Yun said and grabbed Yun Lan's wrist.

In the past, this female senior had always checked his pulse, but now, this was the first time he had seen a doctor.

After seeing it, he frowned, her legs were difficult to heal.

"Sit down, sit down and be quiet." Yun Lan smiled again, which was quite understandable.

"Junior will take you to find an expert." Zhao Yun said immediately.

"I'm not going, I'm tired." Yun Lan spoke slowly, then pushed the wheel.

night.

Zhao Yun jumped on the horse again and walked and stopped all the way, mostly to pay homage.

When the three kings rebelled, he often summoned martial arts people as the leader of the martial arts alliance. There were many casualties, so he should go and have a go, even though his skills as the leader of the alliance had declined to the lowest level.

"Hey."

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, the most indispensable thing is robbers.

As for him, he bumped into a group of people on the way, each with a vicious look on his face.

"I opened this road, I planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, leave...you...Zhao Zilong?"

Look! Once a person is alive, even a petty thief will recognize him.

Mr. Zhao is such a person. Before the robbers finished shouting out their jargon, they retreated collectively.

Some people can be provoked, and some people cannot be provoked. The generals of the Tang Dynasty must not be touched.

"The world is already at peace, please do more people work."

Zhao Yun didn't dismount, and didn't even stop for a moment. He only said a word, leaving it to those behind him.

The robbers had a dry cough. After so many years of robberies, this was the first time they encountered such tough trouble.

Hanzhou.

Zhao Yun stopped to rest again.

He worshiped his eldest brother's spiritual throne and kept it in this city.

"Uncle Master." Lin Shiyu was here. Back then, martial arts were abolished, and he lost a little of his grace and a little more haggard.

"If you meet your lover, just marry him!" Zhao Yun smiled and offered incense to Mr. Zuo.

"How disrespectful is it to call you uncle?" Lin Shiyu couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance.

"If my brother is alive in heaven, I don't want to see you die alone." Zhao Yun said slowly.

Why!

Lin Shiyu sighed, remembering her unserious master again.

Once she was a teacher, she was always a father. She would stay here to watch over her master for the rest of her life.

gone!

Zhao Yun came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

I have been delayed for too long, and I can't wait to go to Yuzhou to see if the little courtyard is waiting for its mistress.

The greater the hope, the more lonely the disappointment will be.

No, there is no Liu Ruxin in the courtyard, there are only fallen leaves on the ground and a few dusty letters in the house.

That was what he wrote to Liu Ruxin in the past, and it has not been opened until now.

"Do you really want me to wait ten years?" Zhao Yun took the broom and whispered while sweeping.

In the dead of night, he picked up his paintbrush again and painted the person he was haunted by in his dreams vividly.

Wutong Town, his hometown.

When I came back many days later, it was still so warm and peaceful.

"My disciple is the leader of the martial arts alliance." Coach Lin smiled happily.

"My disciple is the number one scholar." The old scholar, who was already in his twilight years, looked a little younger when he said this.

Ye Banxian'er, on the other hand, was sitting calmly under the tree with her crutch in her arms.

Even though the fortune teller has quit using divination, he still cannot escape the fate of blindness.

"That hailstorm must have killed a lot of people!" Ye Banxian said in a gentle voice.

"You are acting against nature." Zhao Yun poured a glass of wine and handed it to the master's mouth.

Ye Banxian did not answer, but groped in the dark and grabbed Zhao Yun's hand.

After a few days of good life, he wanted to give his little disciple a palm check before leaving.

After touching it, he was silent for a long time.

Changing the atmosphere and causing massacres is a punishment from God!

"I regret it." Ye Banxian finally accepted Zhao Yun's wine.

"No regrets." Zhao Yun also sat down and looked north.

If he had it to do over again, he would still beg for that rain.

If one killing can save more people, then God will not hesitate to punish him.

He is not a savior, he only wants peace in the world.

"After I die, don't leave any bones behind. I will scatter my master's ashes at the foot of the mountain."

These were Ye Banxian's last words. He had reached his old age and it was time to hit the road.

The only thing he couldn't worry about was his disciple, who was so young back then, and he cheated him out of soy sauce money.

"I will still be your disciple in the next life."

Zhao Yun held the urn, scattered the ashes all the way, and cried all the way.

Many people in the village lamented that although the old magic stick was not very popular, the rain that year did save Wutong Town. Many years and generations to come will remember his kindness.

On this day, Zhao Yun fell ill.

I haven't seen the old man, he has been dead for more than a year.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, the son of an old doctor. He inherited his father's business and treated Zhao Yun.

"How?" Coach Lin asked.

"I'm not sick!" What my father said back then, the middle-aged man also said it again.

Indeed, Zhao Yun is not sick. To be precise, it is his disease that mortals cannot cure.

It was still God's punishment, poisoning him all the time, until he was tortured to death.

In addition, there are the sequelae of blood transfusion.

Zhao Yun didn't know this.

If the King of Medicine were here, he would definitely be exhausted.

In the past, the number of ten years he mentioned was coming true bit by bit. It was just the difference between sooner and later.

"Why don't you get married and become an old nun?"

Zhao Yun was lying weakly on the hospital bed, speaking to the granddaughter of the old scholar.

"I'm already sick, and I'm still worrying." Wan Xin took the soup and felt bad.

"This medicine is not poisonous, right?" Zhao Yun sat up with difficulty, with a smile on his face.

"Yes, I will poison you to death." Wanxin was also kind-hearted and took good care of her. She supported Zhao Yun and gave him the medicine.

"How about you two make do with each other!" Coach Lin said with seriousness and sincerity.

"Too familiar, I'm embarrassed to take off her pants." Mr. Zhao was also amused.

"Come." Wan Xin changed her posture, opened Zhao Yun's mouth, and poured in a bowl of medicine. .