Until the last scene, the man in the mask did not leave his hometown this time, leaving only his back as he entered Beijing as before. Instead, he held the girl's hand tightly, and the woman in red under the umbrella lowered her eyebrows, seeming to remember some past events and feel a little happy.
, wrinkled her beautiful nose, raised her eyes and stared at the West Lake——
That's where they first met.
Meeting you for the first time is like an old friend returning home.
The last scene completely dissipated, leaving only a red dress and the extinguished resurrecting lamp on the ground.
Li Chengru stretched out his hand and the lamp was put back into his sleeve. Zuo Sanzhi, whose eyes were a little strange, frowned but didn't say much.
Everyone gathered around, Liu Liu stared at Xu Qingmu closely, wanting to step forward to check if he was okay, but seeing that Lin Xue had taken the initiative to hold the young man's hand, he finally stopped moving forward, bowed his head and said nothing.
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No one knew that what made her reluctant to wake up in that illusionary world was the face of this young man.
As the last trace of Yin Qi dissipated, the underworld that had been entrenched here for twenty years completely dissipated under the blue sky. Feeling the long-lost sunshine, the old woman who was more than seventy years old sat slumped on the ground and murmured: "Yu Ting, Wu Chuan
, they are all miserable people..."
Qinghu, Zhang Ning and others also gathered around, looking at the mess on the ground, and were shocked. Xu Luo's eyes were red, and he hurriedly ran to the fat man, looking at Xu Qingmu with a guilty look. The fat man understood in his heart, and reached out to touch the girl's cheek.
He smiled happily. In that fantasy, Xu Luo gave birth to a beautiful, fat boy for him.
Winning one person's heart, joining hands for a lifetime, adding new people, happiness in the world, that's all.
The room that was originally occupied by the female ghost was gradually revealed. At this time, everyone was able to see its true face. It turned out to be a dilapidated temple. The desk was full of spiritual tablets. At the top of the table was the tomb of the former general Liu Zhi. Zhang
Ning's face was full of shock. Why was Liu Zhi, who died in the battle in the capital, imprisoned again? However, Hong Yi was already dead, and there was no way to verify it.
But who would have thought that the octogenarian woman struggled to stand up, staggered towards Liu Zhiling's place, slowly held her in her arms, and cried:
"Zhi'er, let's go, mother will take you home..."
But before he could take two steps, he stumbled and fell to the ground. Ye Qingxian, with quick eyes and hands, quickly moved forward, helped the old woman up, and placed her on the cushion.
The group of people were even more confused, this old lady was actually Liu Zhi's mother?
But why was Liu Zhi’s mother driven by Hong Yi? How could she be imprisoned here for decades?
The old woman seemed to see the doubts in everyone's minds, stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, sighed heavily, and repeated again: "Miss Yuting, you are a miserable person." The old woman coughed heavily, and tremblingly took out a roster from her arms.
It's densely filled with people's names.
"These are the people that Miss Yuting and others have killed. Every one of them was either an abandoned son, a bandit, or a vicious maniac who took human lives. In these years, Miss Yuting has never killed anyone.
Innocent people have saved many kind and poor people."
Xu Qingmu asked back: "What happened to Liu Zhi?"
Xu Qingmu remembered that Hong Yi used Liu Zhi as a tool and waved it away at a moment's notice. He even sacrificed Liu Zhi in the end to resist Li Chengru's sword. But why did this old woman still speak for him like this?
The old woman raised her head, and there were not many black pupils visible in her cloudy eyes:
"That's Miss Yuting saving his soul."
The old man looked in the direction of the capital with infinite sadness in his eyes. He subconsciously hugged the memorial tablet in his arms and his eyes were somewhat resentful.
"Twenty years ago, a poor scholar with grass roots in his mouth sealed the souls of my son and other soldiers. They suffered in fire day and night in an attempt to cultivate the strongest souls. Those five thousand people
Among the undead, there happened to be the girl Yu Ting who went to find her husband and died tragically in the war. In the end, girl Yu Ting, who had a strong obsession during her lifetime, became a king-level ghost in that soul-raising Gu. But girl Yu Ting did not
Instead of forcibly devouring other weak souls, he took advantage of his negligence and led a group of soldiers and ghosts to escape here."
The old woman Xihu didn't want to think about it. She seemed to have made up her mind before she continued:
"That person placed a restraint on the souls of every dead soldier. Unless there is an external force to forcibly destroy the souls, they will remain in this world forever and will not be reincarnated. It is for this reason that Miss Yuting wants to use your sword to liberate me."
My soul. After all, being trapped in this underworld and never being reincarnated is really... too painful..."
Thinking of Liu Zhi's suffering over the years, the old woman burst into tears.
No wonder, every time Xu Qingmu attacks, Hongyi always blocks Liu Zhi at the front.
Li Chengru also understood a lot in his heart. In the beginning, there was no attempt to besiege Siyang City and trap and kill King Zhao Shun. It was precisely because of the failure of the soul-raising of these five thousand people that the city of one hundred thousand people entered Fengdu overnight.
Fan Yang's cruel behavior! After all, he is an ordinary person with no power. If he wants to refine a king-level ghost, he can only rely on numbers and resentment!
That's why the people in the city were allowed to kill each other and eat human flesh alive, causing the people in the city to breed hostility in despair. It took fifteen years to develop a king-level ghost. Later, the soul was placed in Zhao
King Shun's biological son, Zhao Yu, who had been raised in an ordinary family since he was a child, finally became a master, comparable to the back-up of the Thirteenth Realm!
Li Chengru felt cold in his heart, it was such a big gesture.
At that moment, Li Chengru's mind was spinning, could this thing really be done by King Xu Yan? But then Li Chengru denied this conjecture. If King Xu Yan was really the one behind the scenes, then the siege at Siyue Lake would be impossible!
Could it be that... Li Chengru suddenly looked at Xu Luo and was shocked.
King Changling!
In this way, everything makes sense. Only King Changling would do such a stupid trick that harms others and does not benefit oneself. In addition, Li Chengru learned that the middle-aged man with a stupid taste has been in Jinling under the jurisdiction of King Changling.
The city is permanently stationed. At that moment, he confirmed his suspicion.
If the vassal king has a plan, he only has this country.
Come to think of it, since ancient times, there have been many powerful vassal kings. How many of them are willing to go to the mortal world to have a drinking contest?
However, Li Chengru quickly hid his emotions and did not say much.
Xu Qingmu's mind was not on Nalu Sancun. He looked at the Peach Blossom Road, which used to be full of peach blossoms. Now there are only hundreds of lonely graves and small raised earthen bags, leaving the last proof of its existence to the world.
The most difficult thing to escape in this world is the word "love".
The most difficult hurdle to overcome is still this word.
Xu Qingmu put Chou Li back on his waist again, bowed his hands towards the place where the red clothes disappeared, and bowed his head to the end with a pious expression.
Zuo Qiuliang picked his teeth and looked at this young man who was only sixteen years old and had not hesitated to let Song Zihan, the sword emperor of the generation, risk his life, even his soul and body could not find peace after death. He looked like an immortal in the sunshine.
The jade robe and long sword are elegant.
Then he patted the young man on the shoulder, some words still stuck in his throat, and he finally said:
"The worst thing you can't live in this world is..."
The group of people packed up again and continued on the road. The old woman also got on the carriage. She said that she was just on the way and went to the next station. She got off the carriage there and wanted to leave Liu Zhi's position in the place of his ancestral home.
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Fallen leaves must return to their roots.
After everyone left, a small crack opened on a large tomb that had long been erected on the broken hill behind the temple. Two small plant vines emerged and intertwined with each other. A blue flower that should not have appeared at this time of the year.
Colorful butterflies fluttered on the buds.
I just hope that the next life will not be difficult in this life.
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Early the next morning, Xu Pei, who was somewhat injured, sneaked into Rongning Palace with a stern look, dragging his still broken arm, and walked along the window sill as if he were a thief.
"Prince? Your Majesty is looking everywhere..."
"Shh-"
The little palace maid's face was full of doubts. Why is this prince, who has always been so serious in front of the palace maids and eunuchs, acting like this today? This Rongning Palace is your prince's own home. Why does it need to be secretive?
Although she had doubts, the little palace maid had to keep it in her heart and watched secretly as Xu Pei quietly poked his head out, dipped his hand in his mouth, and broke the paper window.
Then Xu Pei was a little excited and wanted to rub his hands. It wasn't until he felt pain in his right arm that he remembered that the arm was broken.
He looked into the window through the hole.
At this moment, the little palace maid's voice came from behind again, as if asking for credit, extremely loud:
"Concubine Ye, Miss Taozhi, the prince is here!"
The sound was so loud that all the servants in the courtyard turned their attention.
Then dozens of people turned their eyes to look at the stunned prince, and then everyone was also stunned.
The prince was seen sticking his butt out, holding his broken arm, looking expectantly at the window. When he turned around, there seemed to be saliva at the corner of his mouth.
Is this still the peak of the Seven Realms of Pei Wuxie Sword?
Is this still the prince Xu Pei who was given the word "brave" by His Majesty and nominated by Zhongshu Pavilion?
At this moment, he looks more like a street scoundrel and a living voyeur!
What made Xu Pei even more crazy was that the person coming behind him was none other than the Lilan Palace nun whom he wanted to spy on. She was the number one person in heaven in a hundred years, and she was also the one who took off the veil with her own hands yesterday, Jiang Taozhi.
"this......"
Concubine Ye also had a look of embarrassment on her face, and looked at Jiang Taozhi beside her: "Miss Taozhi, don't be offended, Pei'er... Pei'er might..."
After thinking for a long time, Concubine Ye couldn't think of a suitable excuse, and she looked a little sad. What should I do? For this female cultivator who came to Lilan Palace, Concubine Ye wanted to turn her into her daughter-in-law. But from the bottom of her heart, Concubine Ye wanted to make her her daughter-in-law.
When this happened today, it was really a slap in the face.
At this moment, Xu Pei stood up without any shame:
"Stop talking, mother, I just wanted to spy on her taking a shower, but unfortunately the information was inaccurate." He gritted his teeth, that damn little eunuch was indeed unreliable.
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked, even Concubine Ye looked horrified.
Only Prince Xu Pei didn't care. What was he afraid of? In the worst case, he would lose another arm.
Looking at the corners of Jiang Taozhi's mouth that slowly raised, Xu Pei was not afraid of boiling water.
However, the next day, when the prince got up early to greet Concubine Ye, his robe with both sleeves was empty, and he glanced at Jiang Taozhi, who was sitting at the side, with a stubborn look on his face. Because both his arms were broken, he had no choice but to knock his head on the ground and shout loudly:
"My son, I would like to pay my respects to my mother!"
The female cultivator sitting next to her had a cool breeze blowing on her face under her white gauze.