Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

Returning to Yuanmen, the villa.

The goose feathers are snowing heavily, and the plum branches are proud of the cold. The two sit opposite each other in the pavilion, tasting wine and enjoying the snow, chatting about nothing.

A green pavilion with elegant scenery, the main pavilion sits flat on the water surface, like a water pavilion. The auxiliary pavilions on both sides retreat slightly and spread out to the left and right, like corridors but not corridors. The whole pavilion is like a phoenix about to fly, adding momentum of flying.

Red plum blossoms stand on the shore, and koi swim in the bottom of the water like playing with the clouds, which is naturally interesting.

The continuous stone-earth mountains on the north side form a depression here, and the cold pool water flows into the stream. If it is summer, the sun will be covered by thick shade, which is quite the rhyme of flowing water.

Heavy snow fell, some fell into the pool and melted, and some floated in the sky, hazy like a painting.

Zhao Muhe said that they once enjoyed the scenery of "red plums covered with snow, orchid boats fragrant in cages, a smile is worth a thousand gold" together, then looked at Li Yun expectantly, and asked him if he remembered.

Li Yun just glanced outside the pavilion, then shifted his gaze to Zhao Muhe's flowery and dimpled face, "Has there ever been such a thing?"

He smiled in surprise, as if listening to someone else's story.

"That's probably my memory."

Things seem to be different, what else can we hope for?

The wind has an appointment, the flowers are not missed, the years are not the same, the setting sun and the evening wind...he doesn't remember anything.

Zhao Muhe forced a smile, folded his hands on his belly, concentrated on him, and started chatting, but his youthful face suddenly floated in his mind, this feeling was suffocating.

A handsome gentleman with delicate features, Li Yun at that time was gentle, courteous, humble, self-disciplined, courteous in behavior, beautiful in appearance, and unparalleled in grandeur.

The eyes are as clean as a bowl of clear water, and the blue and white porcelain at the bottom of the bowl can be easily seen.

He also laughed often at that time, but at that time he laughed because of pure happiness, not the expression that always smiles elegantly but has a city-like expression now.

When a person reaches a certain age, recalling the past seems like yesterday, and he often realizes it later, and only now realizes it. Maybe it is really not good to meet someone who is too amazing too early.

Zhao Muhe finally let out a long sigh, looking at Li Yun with sadness in his eyes.

"What's the matter, the wound still hurts?" Li Yun looked concerned, thinking it was the wound.

After the forced marriage that year, they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it was only later that they found out that since then, Zhao Muhe has become moody like a different person.

When she was sober, she was as knowledgeable and courteous as before, and she was gentle with others, but when she got sick, she would become irritable and irritable, like a mad dog, biting everyone she saw.

A few days ago, Zhao Muhe fell ill and was locked in the house, causing injuries all over his body, which have not healed yet.

Oddly enough, as long as he was with her, she always stayed awake a little longer than usual.

"It doesn't hurt, my eyes are full of Dongfeng Baishi, I feel emotional when I touch the scene, and I think of some things from the past."

The taste of the wine was too strong, the cold liquid flowed down the throat, penetrated deep into the lungs and then ignited a fire. After Zhao Muhe drank a cup, a blush appeared on his pale face, his eyes were bright, and his eyebrows were light.

"Fenjiu Lie, why do you drink so much in one sip... You have had a bad time these years."

She was silent, bit her lips, stroked the wine glass with both hands, put a little wine in her mouth, and then looked at the pool outside the pavilion: "Just muddle through."

Li Yun didn't know what to say, so he picked up the wine in front of him and took a big sip himself.

"After so many years, you still can't forget it?"

He looked at Zhao Muhe, there was no emotion in his eyes, but there was an unspeakable emotion flowing quietly.

"How have you been these years?" Zhao Muhe didn't answer, but asked instead.

Li Yun took a deep breath, did not speak, and drank one after another.

Neither of them spoke, they just sat opposite each other, silently watching the scenery outside the pavilion.

Time passed slowly, Li Yun watched the sunlight change from thin to brilliant, and then to dim, and suddenly said with a little drunkenness: "I wanted to use the power of wine to talk about a lot of sad and past events over the years. exit."

Some words are dared to be uttered only when drunk, and swallowed when sober. If one is terribly frightened, one dare not even get drunk, for fear of making a slip of the tongue.

Looking forward and backward, addicted to the past, drunk and decadent, how could it be the Li Yun he knew.

Zhao Muhe had a sore nose, took a breath, felt his lips were trembling, and there were tears in his eyes, and he said word by word, "Why don't you dare? What are the three obediences and four virtues, etiquette and rhetoric, what do you say about your body, hair and skin? Marriage, whether you want it or not, is decided by your parents, which is common sense—it’s all eating people and drinking blood.”

"The royal family needs to maintain the bloodline, and the clan needs to win over each other, so we must pay attention to the right family, the rich family to the rich family, and the bamboo family to the bamboo family! You were unknown at the beginning, and I resisted in every possible way, just like a mayfly shaking a tree!"

So they threatened to marry someone they didn't love at the beginning, and now they also gave themselves to Li Yun who has a family. Even their own son was almost killed by their assassination.

Everyone is hypocritical and pedantic. The more books you read, the clearer your consciousness will be, and the more painful it will be.

She was bought and sold like a commodity.

Just like the incident between Yang Yuhuan and Xuanzong in the Tang Dynasty, it was obviously an incestuous act of robbery and robbery, but it was forcibly praised as an eternal love.

Ding!

Zhao Muhe looked like he was going crazy, he got up and tore off his hairpin. With his pale face and long loose hair, he looked like a ghost but not a human.

The eyes of the two met, only Zhao Muhe's hysterical shout remained.

But in the next moment, Li Yun's eyes flashed brightly, and Zhao Muhe became quiet and stood there in a daze.

"Muhe, in the world, how can you, a woman, be able to bear scheming and scheming?" Li Yun picked up the hairpin, pressed his hands lightly on Zhao Muhe's shoulders, asked her to sit down, smoothed her hair at the temples, fingered Pulling the blue hair together, with a focused and gentle expression, slowly caressing, and finally coiling the blue silk.

As the saying goes, deep love will never last, and wisdom will hurt. Li Yun has long understood this truth, but there are many people in this world who are sane and confused.

"cloud……"

"Sit down."

A trembling hand was placed on the back of Li Yun's hand, but Li Yun pinched his wrist and slowly put it down. Zhao Muhe closed his eyes, and two tears rolled down.

Swish...

Crisp and delicate.

The snow on the plum blossoms was shaken off, a bunch of plum branches were broken off, and pinned in her hair, a few pinches of fine snow hugged the plum blossoms, the face reflected the red flowers, and the flowers made people look sick.

"In my eyes, you will always be like a bright moon, like a plum blossom, pure and pure."

"However, you and I are not children, we have already married, and the children are so old, the floating thoughts should be burned to ashes."

His voice sounded alone in the empty pavilion, and the surrounding was eerily quiet. No one spoke, and Zhao Muhe didn't respond, as if he was reading a narration.

Since Li Yun became disheartened, he has been passionate about martial arts, eager to fight against the strong in order to break through. It is because of his sincerity in martial arts and his outstanding talent that he has become one of the top experts in the world.

Too many people admire him, because it is unbelievable that Li Yun can come to this day with the background of an ordinary person. Too many people are in awe of him, because his force is too terrifying, enough to withstand millions of troops.

Many women admired Li Yun, but he never responded to any one of them. He just married the woman who took care of him in every possible way after he was hunted down and seriously injured.

Everyone in the world said that Li Yun was not good at women, and it was true for him. But why did he euphemistically express that he wanted Zhao Muhe?

Perhaps to Li Yun, those beautiful or mediocre, gentle or clever women are just passers-by in life. A long time will make some people's emotions more hot, and some people's emotions will become hotter. If he is indifferent, he is the former and he will also be the latter.

Zhao Muhe was picked up only to understand the happy knot and to achieve the state of mind. Li Yun took Ning Xiu as his apprentice, from the beginning to get rid of unreasonable thoughts.

There is a path of affection, a path of no emotion, a path of desire, and a path of no desire.

It was painful, but Li Yun never regretted it. The world is safe with the law of two things, and it is worthy of the Tathagata and the Qing. Since the pursuit of the Dao, there are some things that must be discarded.

No matter what the world thinks about Li Yun, Li Yun is just Li Yun himself after all. Perhaps after thousands of years, many things will change, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the Tao.

...

The power of primordial spirit can control people's mind, and can also determine life and death. Li Yun is well versed in this way, but he can show affection for the person in front of him without any malice, so he just guides it slowly.

"Mu He, look at me."

Li Yun looked at Zhao Muhe calmly, and when she heard that she looked at Li Yun's eyes, the pupils seemed to be constantly turning, as if sucking her soul out.

Zhao Muhe's tender body trembled, and she suddenly raised her neck, the resentment in her eyes gradually disappeared, showing a dazed expression

"Muhe, you really liked a person named Li Yun very much." When Zhao Muhe said this name, her heart began to fluctuate. It was not until Li Yun strengthened the control of the power of the primordial spirit that she regained the dazed look just now.

Suddenly, Li Yun suddenly saw such a scene:

Dragon and Phoenix candles, red lanterns, and festive wedding dresses.

Zhao Muhe, who was dressed in red, made people's eyes light up suddenly. Under the reflection of the surrounding candlelight, Zhao Muhe's tightly closed eyes looked very docile. A natural charm flowed along her thick eyelashes, but she shed tears silently. Until crying and bleeding.

This scene was suddenly shattered, and then there were many painful memories for Zhao Muhe, which were torn and destroyed one by one by Li Yun.

But there are too many of these scenes, and it is difficult to destroy them all, until Li Yun feels deeply tired and is not as tired as Bai Yi.

"Mu He..." Li Yun suddenly spoke softly, calling her name, repeating this several times, "Look at me, forget me."

Zhao Muhe is still in that confused state, and this state will continue for a while.

Li Yun closed his eyes heavily, and finally turned and left.

...

When Zhao Muhe woke up, his head hurt, as if someone had slapped him hard, and he was always dizzy.

The scene in front of her was doubled, and she was in a daze for a while before fully waking up. She rubbed her eyes and sat up to look around subconsciously.

The clothes on his body are still the same as before, the pavilion is still the same pavilion, and nothing around him has changed.

But Zhao Muhe's mind was always in a mess, as if there were a few memory gaps, no matter how she tried to recall, she couldn't remember them.

Zhao Muhe shook his head and thought to himself: Could it be because of his age? Thinking about it, I am almost an old woman, and my memory is not as good as before.

"Princess, are you awake?"

Zhao Muhe followed the sound and looked over, the maid Yunxiang was holding a lantern, shaking her hands in front of her, gently supporting herself.

"What happened?" Zhao Muhe asked her.

Yun Xiang put on a coat for Zhao Muhe, and replied with concern on her face: "Princess, you said that you want to enjoy the snow and plum blossoms, and drink alone, so you told the servants to leave and come back when you call me. I came in, I didn't expect you to be drunk, if you catch a cold, you will be damned."

"Really?"

Zhao Muhe rubbed his sleepy eyes, suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly touched a plum, "What's going on?"

She looked at Yun Xiang, but she heard her say: "Master, you probably broke it and pinned it in your hair. The princess is a fairy, so it looks even better this way."

Zhao Muhe silently looked at the plum blossom in her hand, she cherished the plum blossom tree, she was never willing to pick off a flower, let alone break one off?

Suddenly, shed tears, which is really strange, why did she shed tears for no reason?

Why do people cry?

I cry because I am sad, because I can’t get what I want, because I can’t let it go, because I have thoughts but fail, so I cry.

I feel depressed and uncomfortable, although I don't have a heart disease, but my chest is always painful.

Is it really old?