Chapter 131 The world is full of sad clouds

Since Wang San removed the water skin corpse in General's mansion, he moved out of the general room where his servants lived and lived in a separate guest room. Everyone was busy outside, and only Wang San was in a daze in this room.

I suddenly felt so tired.

In front of everyone, at all moments, Wang San's state is always different from his real mood. Be calm when you are proud, calm when you are frustrated, be happy when you need to laugh, and be boundless ecstasy when you need to cry. When you meet other people's idiots, you are obviously slandered, but you have to show a more idiotic appearance to highlight the other party's wisdom and wisdom. You are indeed convinced, but you have to be extremely sarcastic and oppressive in order not to be seen by others. Although he self-proceited that his greatest ability is to observe the worldly face and look at the deep and inner beauty of the city, it is really tiring to live in the long run.

It's easy to talk to people and ghosts, but is it really easy to do it? Those who are self-respecting for their integrity are as straightforward and quick to calculate, who can do it without trace? It's just the psychological comfort you can't find.

Luckily, or unfortunately, Wang San is one of the few people who can really talk to people and tell ghosts. He wants to hide his life to his relatives, to his enemies, to hide his skills, to the people he works with, he wants to hide his story, and to hide his mind from his favorite person. This is originally Wang San's most reliable ability to walk in the world, and Wang San's most proud survival ability. However, at this moment, all the perfect disguises and masks, and the things that Wang San was proud of, suddenly became a burden in his life, which made him extremely melancholy.

This is an inexplicable emotion. Not far away, the banquet at the general's mansion continues. The faint introduction sound seems to have come over a long time. Although it is noisy, it makes Wang San feel isolated from the world at this time. The moonlight sprinkled by Manman put a soft white veil on everything on the earth and dim the sky. Although it is quiet, it makes Wang San here feel incompatible. The green tiles and white walls around him are silent and have the unique solemnity of the general's mansion, which can provide physical and mental protection for the drifters. Although they are stable, they give Wang San here a sense of duckweed.

Grass barley insects sing, treetops rhythm. This ordinary voice always reminds Wang San that everything is not normal. What has changed is only his own state of mind. Everyone will have inexplicable fatigue and confusion. There is no need for a reason, but simply feel for feelings. Although he didn't know why he fell into such an emotion for no reason, Wang San looked at his strange emotions as if he were watching and didn't want to break away. Perhaps only at this time can his mood and appearance be unified unscrupulously.

I don't know how long it took. Wang San, who was sitting in a daze, caught a glimpse of it. Li Su rocked the two altars and fell next to him. The wine jar in his hand was directly stuffed in Wang San's arms and muttered, "Do it!"

Although Li Su's floating white clothes are still as clean as new, the wine stains on his chest indicate that he doesn't know how many jars of wine he has drunk. Li Su, who has always been gentle, with a light smile and is more elegant than the noble son, turned into a madman at this time. His white and handsome face was flushed, lying on his side, and the whale swallowed the dragon.

Wang San shook his head helplessly, took a mouthful of the thick drink in the altar, and said, "Drinking is not Brother Li's style."

A breeze blew, but Li Su couldn't be more sober. Putting down the wine jar in her hand, Li Su said, "Within the hands of the three generals and in the imperial capital, when will you wait if you are not drunk at this time?"

"When did I become the third general?" Wang San joked on his mouth, but there was a rare expression on his face.

It turns out that it has become a habit for people to talk.

"Let me tell you," Li Su took another sip and said, "the third general is the oldest of several generals, but in the end he is the third. In those years, several generals actually set up a big ring. The winner was the boss, and the loser went down! Do you think there can be such a heart and interest among other eight brothers?

"It's not a rare thing to talk with big fists." Wang San also simply lay down, looked up at the starry sky, and was down-to-earth.

Li Su said, "Yes, talk with a big fist. Over the years, not only have the generals practiced and are unwilling to weaken the body, but also cultivate forces to fight and build the fist of party members, so that they can say a few words and not be suppressed by others. However, every day, I compete with the fists in the dark. Does this day pass like this?

After drinking a big sip of wine, Li Su sighed, "I'm tired. Do you want to spend your life in your fists?

turned his head and saw that Li Su's melancholy expression did not seem to be fake. Wang San pulled the corners of his mouth weakly and smiled, "I thought I was the only one here to sigh for life. It turned out that another good person came."

And Li Su looked at Wang San's face and said, "I thought you were the only one who left early and didn't sigh about life. It turns out that you can't avoid vulgarity. Since we are all melancholy, let's do it for melancholy!"

The wine jar was raised and collided with each other. Wang San didn't wipe the wine on his chin and asked, "Why, listen to Brother Li, it's not just the two of us who are sad?"

Li Su laughed and said, "You can go and have a look. What is everyone doing now? Who doesn't regret something sad? Even the servants who came to deliver wine looked sad. Who can escape? Since we are worried, let's drink to drown our sorrows!"

"It's more worrying."

At this time, the family banquet continued in the general's mansion. Thinking of the current plight of the generals' mansions, the plight of the front line, and the plight of the empire, all the people present are depressed. The only high-sounding thing is the sound of clinking glasses again and again.

In the kitchen, the servants of the general's mansion also have the same banquet. These servants, like the Yuanshan General's mansion, are disabled veterans or widows in difficult circumstances. Thinking of his relatives and brothers who were injured and killed on the battlefield, he sighed.

In the imperial city, Jiang Kexiong, the emperor of the three important ministers, finally dispersed all the waiters, closed the door of the imperial study, looked at the approved or failed documents in front of him, looked at the rivers and mountains represented or could not represent, looked at the joys and sorrows of these rivers and mountains, and sighed speechlessly.

Officials in the inner city have mixed feelings thinking that they are walking on thin ice at the feet of the emperor.

The people in the outer city calculated that the imperial capital would consume more days and were full of clouds of sorrow.

In other cities and villages of the empire, there was no song and dance this night. Even the singers and dancers remembered their bad fate and did not try to force the gloomy people to squeeze out reluctant smiles.

The imperial city officials are worried about the huge thing of the central empire.

The people of the surrounding four countries all curled up in their homes for the uncertain days of life.

The bleakness is a sad cloud, covering the whole world.

And sad clouds can't cover the starlight all over the sky. Lying on the grass and looking at the stars in the sky, Wang San said, "What are you worried about? That's what happens in the world. Since you are struggling to survive in the world, you have to experience these things. What's the use of boredom?

Li Su said, "It's not for boredom, it's for feeling. If everyone is not bored and satisfied with everything, the world will not move forward, will it?

Wang San didn't agree: "If everyone is satisfied, the world does not need to move forward. What's more, can boredom really bring progress? Not to mention those who are defeated by boredom and dare not act, just say that the methods that the world has thought of to relieve boredom will not drive the progress of the world.

"For example?"

"For example, stargazing. The extinction of stars is thousands of worlds, which basically has nothing to do with us. But someone has to understand the extinction of the stars as celestial phenomena and watch the stars! Can you still see the past and future by looking at a star? I don't even know if this is a mediocre disturbance or something. The star is so far away from us that we can't reach the shining star for millions of generations. As a result, some people really think that those distant stars have nothing to do with personnel. Isn't this a nerve?

"Stargazing, if someone believes it, someone will use it. Can the little gentleman watch the stars? Give me a look? Let's see why I'm so melancholy today?"

"Haha, since you are so unreliable, I'll give you a look at the stars. Let me show you how unreliable it is to watch stars!"

With that, Wang San took out a dusty astrolabe and raised it to the stars in the sky.

However, the more you look at it, the more solemn Wang San's face becomes!

Li Su did not turn his head to look at him, but felt that the silence was too long. Strangely, he saw Wang San bounced up from the ground, turned over the roof, and looked at the starry sky with a solemn face.

"Little Sir, what's wrong?"

Turning over, Wang San said calmly, "It's okay. It seems that I felt someone around just now, but I took a look at it, but it's not."

Li Su laughed at Wang San. Who in the world has the courage and ability to sneak into the iron calculation general's mansion?

Wang San did not laugh with him, let alone continue to be melancholy, and turned into the room. The jade pieces of cere tortoise shell fly, but the more divination it is, the more frightening Wang San's mood is!

At the same time, in Yuantianguan, He Yu, the seven elders of Yuantian Sect, tried his best to exclude public criticism, persuaded ** and even threatened, and various methods finally worked. Therefore, at this time, the four powerful figures in the Yuantian Sect formulated a detailed magic promotion plan overnight to fully popularize the soul transformation of the Onmyoji series.

And the core of this popularization plan is that all practitioners who do not practice the art of soul transformation will be regarded as disrespectful to heaven and earth, and Yuantian Religion will definitely investigate and kill it!

(I'm a bitch...the reasons are as follows. 1. I forgot that there is a boutique recommendation on the homepage today! If I hadn't found that the collection has soared when I entered the page to transfer chapters, I wouldn't have remembered it! 2. At this critical boutique promotion, I actually wrote a chapter of melancholy! This is sick! 3. I want to spoil ~ The plot must be exciting this weekend, and then the focus will be on fighting and sectarian conflicts! The author takes the initiative to spoil, isn't it a bitch or something? 4. When recommending, I wrote such a chapter name... Well, go to bed first and try to type it when you get up tomorrow! If you want to suppress it first, I have suppressed so many words in front of me. Do you want to see how to raise it after that? Collect it! Thank you!)