For Xu Sheng, life seems to have returned to normal. In the eyes of others, he is still the somewhat dull teacher. However, only he is aware of the subtle changes.
Recently, Xu Sheng didn't dream often. He could only "encounter" the man in black once or twice in a month. Moreover, he noticed that the man in black seemed to have something on his mind. He always had a sad face and was extremely gloomy.
pole.
He was familiar with the man in black but did not know each other. The two often fought, and Xu Sheng was tortured by the man in black. Logically speaking, Xu Sheng should be happy when the man in black was uncomfortable, but in fact he was not at all
I can't be happy either.
On the contrary, he started to worry about the man in black from the bottom of his heart, even though he had no time to care about himself, and the worry seemed unreasonable.
Not only the man in black, Xu Lizi also changed towards Xu Sheng. It was a subtle change that was not obvious to outsiders, but the person involved knew it well.
Xu Sheng and Xu Lizi were barely masters and disciples at first. Although they were not inseparable from each other, except for talking about books and scriptures, they had almost nothing to say. Even some of the few words they said were polite words, which were basically equivalent to nonsense.
Nowadays, the two of them communicate more and more, and Xu Lizi often asks non-academic questions. It sounds like asking for advice, but her deep eyes and naughty posture are not at all like a student asking for advice humbly.
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Xu Sheng is not a smart man, but he is not stupid either.
Of course he understood why, and he could guess a bit of the little girl's thoughts. However, he could only pretend not to understand.
It was not that he had not expected the current situation, but when it actually came, he suddenly realized that he was so unprepared.
It would be false to say that I am not happy, but beyond the joy is boundless sorrow.
Xu Sheng couldn't help but feel sad. His current situation was really not suitable for his children. The weird man was like a wild beast, always lurking in the darkness, always paying attention to him.
As for his fate, how much better could it be? Having angered a big shot who could change the will of the Liu and Xu families at will, Xu Sheng laughed at himself: Is there still a way to survive?
Moreover, even if there were no weirdos, Xu Sheng did not admit that he would develop any kind of love with Xu Lizi.
Because he has low self-esteem.
Inferiority engraved in my bones.
Xu Lizi's life experience and beauty are far beyond what Xu Sheng can match. In his heart, Xu Lizi should be worthy of a better person, someone as dazzling as a god. Maybe a talented scribe or a high-ranking official.
The gentle and kind-hearted son may be a knight-errant with outstanding martial arts skills, but no matter who he is, it should never be him.
He has no parents, no future, and an older brother who is guilty of a crime. Let alone Xu Lizi, she is a girl from an ordinary family. Xu Sheng is also afraid of missing someone.
Xu Lizi was often unhappy because of Xu Sheng's dullness, but with her good cultivation and gentle temperament, she never showed any signs of it.
Xu Sheng hoped that she would show up. The more Xu Lizi remained hidden, the more Xu Sheng felt guilty.
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The men in black appeared less and less frequently, and the uneasiness in Xu Sheng's heart became stronger and stronger. He had a hunch that when the men in black disappeared completely, it would probably be the time of his death.
By that time, it shouldn't be long.
...
At night, Xu Sheng got his wish and saw the man in black again. He looked very haggard, with a pale face, and blood-red eyes. There seemed to be endless anger in his eyes, and... panic.
"What's wrong, you?" Xu Sheng had a bad premonition. He felt that the man in black had reached the end of the road just like him.
"This will probably be the last time we meet." The man in black smiled bitterly, his voice hoarse, "I know you are more than just the person in my dream."
"The same goes for you."
Xu Sheng understood that the man in black was a living person just like him, but he was in a different time and space and had "sympathy" in a special way.
"I've been holding back some words for a long time, but I couldn't tell them to others due to my status. Now that I'm about to die, can you please listen to what I say?"
"Speaking"
Hearing that the man in black was about to die, Xu Sheng felt a strong sense of powerlessness for some unknown reason, vaguely feeling that it was inevitable and unstoppable. Most people would not refuse the request of a dying man.
"I..." The man in black paused and hesitated to speak. He struggled, and finally spoke out after a long time, and even choked out: "I am a sinner, really guilty. My mother...
...I was killed by my biological father. The person I hate the most is my biological father. I wish I could eat his flesh and blood! However, every day I kneel at his feet. In order to avenge him, I was thirteen years old.
When he was young, he defiled his beloved concubine. His youngest child was actually my flesh and blood. The palace maid I strangled to death was the love of my life, but she knew my secret and had to die. For this sudden disaster
, to be honest, I don’t object much, on the contrary, I agree with it. Everything ugly should have been destroyed long ago, including myself.”
"you......!!"
Xu Sheng was shocked and speechless. He was stunned for a moment. He had some guesses about the identity of the man in black.
The words "palace maid" and "concubine" almost reveal the life experience of the man in black. Combining the inscription and some of the weird man's statements, Xu Sheng can almost confirm that the so-called man in black is the last prince of the Daxu Dynasty and the crown prince of the country.
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Two people who were separated by thousands of years and looked alike met together through a strange "dream" form.
I have to say, it is really wonderful.
"I have no friends in this life, and no one dares to be friends with me; the blood relationship between relatives has long been obscured by power; as for love, it is something that I dare not ask for." The man in black said leisurely, with an expressionless face.
Facing Xu Sheng, his tone was very harsh, "You may not believe it, although you and I have fought a lot, but you are indeed the only one who is unprepared for me and has no intention of persecuting me. It is also ridiculous, when I am about to die.
, you are the only person I can confide in."
"This is my honor." Xu Sheng listened silently, and his eyes were moistened unconsciously. Although one of him and the man in black were in the temple and the other in the countryside; one was in the past and the other was in the present, the state of mind of the two of them was still there.
More or less similar.
Xu Sheng also has no friends. He once had the favor of his parents, but now he has lost it. As for love, how can he dare to hope for it? The man in black is in the deep palace compound, born in a royal family, and is dominated by power.
He was forced to do what he wanted. But what about Xu Sheng? Wasn't he also being manipulated and couldn't do what he wanted?
This can probably be regarded as a kind of fate, a sad fate.
After the man in black said everything, he seemed to be relieved, his eyes were empty, but his expression was much more relaxed.
"And..." The man in black hesitated, his face uncertain, as if he was in a great dilemma and didn't know how to make a decision.
"But it doesn't matter." Xu Sheng said softly. For a dying person, obeying his will is the best support and encouragement.
"Forget it, just don't say it." The man in black smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Okay." Xu Sheng didn't force it.
The man in black slowly turned his back, first took two steps forward, and then suddenly turned back. His expression was extremely ferocious, as if he had made great determination, and said sternly: "I can give you a good fortune, but you must
Promise me something."
"What's the matter?" Xu Sheng felt regretful as soon as he answered. He really shouldn't have agreed. How could the man in black be so lucky? His request was by no means simple, and Xu Sheng clearly knew that he was under the surveillance of a weirdo.
Under this condition, the creation will probably eventually fall into the hands of weirdos.
What about the weirdos who get the good luck? There is no guarantee that they won’t become ruthless. Xu Sheng estimates that the so-called "good fortune" is something that weirdos are obsessed with.
"coming"
In the Xu family's forbidden area, the weirdo licked his tongue with a look of anticipation. He did not expect that "good fortune" would come so easily. Originally, he had even laid out a plan: teach Xu Sheng the "soul-taking method", and then
Xu Lizi coerced Xu Sheng into extracting the memory of the man in black.
Now, there is no need, that "good fortune" seems to be within reach.
"It's been two thousand years, and that 'thing' is finally coming out. No one would have thought that it would fall into my hands in the end, ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" The weirdo couldn't help but laugh, heartbreakingly, as if
Madness.
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"come here"
In the pale world, the man in black called Xu Sheng forward, with rock-like determination in his eyes.
"Yes." Xu Sheng lowered his head and took two steps forward slowly but solemnly. At this moment, he felt an unparalleled and domineering aura from the man in black that he had never encountered before. He did not dare to compete with him.
The men in black looked at each other.
"I, the thirty-sixth descendant of the Daxu Dynasty - Mu Huaijin, passed on my merits to the people in the dream. My ancestors should not be blamed." The voice of the man in black was like a bell, and he was extremely serious. He did not wait for Xu Shengyou
In response, he slapped him directly on the forehead.
This slap made Xu Sheng's head hurt. However, it was just the beginning, and more pain was to come. Huge and complicated information flowed into Xu Sheng's mind along Mu Huaijin's palm.
He felt like his head was going to explode!
In the wild forest and swamp, a knife cuts through the mountains,
On the boundless snowfield, a sword penetrated the sky.
A finger breaks the waves in the vast ocean,
A flash of flame in the endless sea of fire.
The long sword was stained with rust, and the ax was broken in half. The silver spear was stained with blood and the golden halberd was broken, and the bones were white and the black tomb was a wisp of smoke.
Or, the fist shakes the mountains and rivers, the foot steps on the sea of stars, points across the mountains, and raises the palm to draw the sky. The blue dragon leaps into the sky and laughs, the white tiger lies on the top with a look of disdain. The red bird rises from the ashes, and the divine phoenix fragrant wood burns in the moonlit night...
Picture after picture, they seem real and fake, like dreams and illusions. The pictures become more and more blurred, more and more abstract, and finally each picture turns into an action. The actions keep changing and turn into individual actions.
Symbols, symbols are spliced together to form a point!
There is only one point!
Looking at it carefully, that point is divided into symbols, actions, and pictures.
The general outline of martial arts!
A universal solution!
Eight big characters suddenly appeared in Xu Sheng's mind, and he was shocked.