Song of Adolescence

In the silent night, a round and bright moon hung in the night sky.

Outside the Tang Sect Xiaochen Pavilion, an old man in a black robe was sitting in front of the steps, holding a long pipe in his hand, smoking a cigarette leisurely. Behind him stood Tang Huang, Tang Xuan, and Tang Qisha, the three principals of Tang Sect who are now middle-aged. The three stood quietly behind Old Tang.

After a long time, Grandpa Tang put down the pipe and tapped gently on the steps: "It seems that no news will come." The Tang Mensan who left Tangmen and went to kill Li Hanyi with the dark river. There has been no news for a long time. According to their previous agreement, if the information is lost for seven consecutive days, then this is a long journey, and it is destined to be gone.

"I'm the only one left." Grandpa Tang raised his pipe and took another snorting, "Tang Huang, you should prepare, we should also set off."

Tang Huang and the other three immediately retreated.

Grandpa Tang got up slowly, and walked behind Xiaochen Pavilion step by step. There is a pavilion that was newly built in more than ten years. At that time, a young man rose in the sky in Tangmen. No one doubted this person. He will become the most talented disciple of the Tang Sect in a hundred years, so Grandpa Tang made an exception for this young man and built this pavilion under the name of this young man.

Lian Yuege.

"One flick of flowing water, one flick of the moon, half into the river and half into the clouds." Old Mrs. Tang is already very old, and he is not suitable for reciting such a poem full of youthful charm. He just stood in front of the pavilion and imagined that young man back then. Appearance, I can't help but think of this poem.

"Master." Unexpectedly, there was a voice in the cabinet that responded to him.

Grandpa Tang was also taken aback for a moment, and then slowly stepped forward, and finally sat on the steps outside the pavilion, separated from Tang Lianyue only by the door that was heavily chained.

In fact, everyone knows that these chains can't hold Tang Liyue, nor can the Tang Sect disciples guarding him. It's just that if Tang Lianyue really broke out, then the last bit of friendship between him and Tang Sect would have disappeared. Tang Lianyue grew up in the Tang Sect since she was a child. When she was young, the disciples outside the Tang Sect and inside the door were amazed by the Tang Sect, and were directly accepted as disciples by the old man. The relationship between the two was unusual.

"In the beginning, you sent Tang Lian out of the Tang Sect, you did it deliberately." Grandpa Tang sighed softly.

"Yes." Tang Lianyue replied simply, "When the Apocalypse changed back then, you called me back to the Tang Sect, and in the end you couldn't save King Langya. It was a regret in my life. Therefore, I hope that the next basalt envoy can do it. More pure."

"But Tang Lian is from the Tang Clan after all." The old lady Tang took a cigarette.

"So, it still depends on his own choice." Tang Lianyue said slowly.

"Suddenly I want to drink a pot of wine with you." The old grandfather Tang put down the cigarette and coughed gently.

"Master, you are already very old." Tang Lianyue suddenly said something unclear.

"Yes, I'm very old." Grandpa Tang looked at the full moon in the sky and said quietly, "I am so old that I am the only one left."

Tang Lianyue in the pavilion was stunned for a moment, and the candlelight in the pavilion shook for a moment, but soon returned to calm. After the two were silent for a long time, they heard Tang Lianyue's sighing voice: "Come on, old man."

"I can't look back." Old Mrs. Tang stood up. Although he was very old, he was already tall and straight. He hung his pipe around his waist and tied his hands behind his back. "There are some ways, and you can't look back after taking a step. ."

"Old man." Tang Lianyue called softly.

"But, I can't look back, Tang Sect can still look back. If that day comes, Lianyue, I hope you will cherish our last trace of affection." The old lady Tang turned and looked inside the pavilion, "I know that you value your love. I don’t like those conspiracies. I have been talking about you for more than ten years, and I can’t help it. But I beg you, if one day, Tang Sect is really destroyed, and only the Tang Sect can be saved. is you."

After a moment of silence in the pavilion, a voice replied firmly: "Lianyue will definitely protect the Tang Sect."

"Okay." Old Mrs. Tang turned around again and said in a deep voice, "Although we are on a different path, I will not regret what I said back then."

"You are the Tang Sect who waited for a hundred years!"

A carriage ran from a distance and stopped at the door of Lianyue Pavilion. A young Tang Sect disciple was sitting in front of the carriage holding a horse whip. Grandpa Tang finally stopped looking back and walked slowly towards the carriage.

The candlelight in the pavilion was extinguished in an instant, and the Tang Sect’s patron Tang Lianyue, who had amazed the entire Tang Sect when he was young, and finally entered the imperial city with the hope of the whole sect, but finally disappeared from the rivers and lakes, turned towards the outside of the pavilion. The direction suddenly knelt down, tears streaming down his face.

"Master, forgive me for being unfilial."

Outside the Tang Sect, the carriage had already rushed away from the gate.

In the middle of the carriage, Mrs. Tang was sitting, closing his eyes and thinking. Tang Huang, Tang Xuan and Tang Qisha sat on both sides respectfully. Before this trip to Leimen Heroes Banquet, each school will only send the most elite disciples to participate. Tang Huang and the others are already in high positions in Tangmen, and they are already famous in the whole arena, but they still can’t compete with Grandpa Tang. Sit on an equal footing. After all, in their generation, only the person in Lianyue Pavilion has this qualification.

"Father, there is one sentence I don't know if it should be said." Tang Huang pondered for a long time before asking.

"Say." Grandpa Tang didn't open his eyes.

"Although we Tang Sect didn't bother with the name of the "famous and upright", but..." Tang Huang saw the old man's expression unchanged, and then continued, "It's just cooperating with a killer organization like Dark River..."

"It's too late for you to ask this sentence." Grandpa Tang tapped the stool gently with his fingers.

Tang Huang broke out in a cold sweat behind him, and asked, "Master, please punish me."

"Punishment is forgiven." Grandpa Tang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of anger, "It's just that you have to understand, but once you have taken a step, then you can't leave any more hesitation!"

"You can doubt my decision, this is not a problem. However, that should be before you step out of the Tang Sect!"

Tang Huang immediately knelt down, and knelt down along with Tang Xuan and Tang Qisha: "Thanks for the teachings of the old man."

Grandpa Tang did not reply, but slowly closed his eyes again.

He thought of the vigorous young man back then. He exhausted all the hidden weapons on his body, only holding the last broken fingertip, his shirt was ripped and stained with blood, but he still stood in front of him and said to himself stubbornly. : "Master, you are wrong!"

Is it really wrong? Old Mrs. Tang read silently in his heart.

As the horse-drawn carriage was leaving the Tang Sect, dozens of black figures also emerged from the Tang Sect and merged into the silent night.