Crown of Silence

Chapter 786 Nan Ke Yi Meng

Consider it.

Consider it carefully.

Under Bai Heng's serious gaze, Ye Qingxuan pondered for three seconds and nodded slightly.

"I've thought about it."

He stretched out his hand, pressed it on Bai Heng, and smiled farewell: "Sure enough, it's easier to throw you out of the sky than to take you to the imperial capital."

At that moment, the roar of mountains falling from the sky and hitting the earth was heard throughout the hundred miles.

Within ten meters of Bai Heng's body, the earth collapsed and cracks appeared. The terrifying impact caused dust to fly up, the ground sank three points, and the hurricane swept, and everyone couldn't open their eyes.

But when the dust settled and the hurricane subsided, Bai Heng still stood there in the coughing of everyone, looking at Ye Qingxuan leisurely.

Smile.

Ye Qingxuan's face was gloomy.

The force he exerted just now should have been able to throw Bai Heng, even a steel siege vehicle, into the sky. But Bai Heng did not move at all. Even at the moment when Ye Qingxuan exerted his force, he felt a terrifying force more than a hundred times greater coming from the interference of nature, which almost knocked him over.

"It's useless. I was just giving an analogy."

Bai Heng sighed, "The defense theory of the Great Wall... how should I put it? It's quite thorough. Since ancient times, there have been many people like you who have tried to kill the head of the Dragon Vein Family. As more people died, all kinds of defenses became very complete."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed Ye Qingxuan his mark as the head of the Bai Family: "Look, I have the red book and iron certificate. You have neither been recognized by the Ye family's Dragon Vein Road to become the real head of the Ye family; nor do you have the emperor's "clear the court" blood book.

Unless the force you exert can throw the Weiyang Palace suppressed by the Dragon Vein into the universe, otherwise it will be a waste of effort."

At this point, he stroked his messy hair:

"Just a little..."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the ground under Bai Heng's feet collapsed and cracked, and then quickly closed up. The ground originally composed of dust and soil actually showed a faint luster of gold and iron at this moment.

It is difficult to be injured by swords and swords, and it is not invaded by water and fire.

Instead, a tiny crack was shaken open on Ye Qingxuan's fingertips.

After Ye Qingxuan stopped, he continued leisurely:

"...It's impossible to stuff me into the earth."

After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan turned around and looked at Changsun Jigui: "Is what he said true?"

Changsun Jigui's face was very complicated, with a helpless look of why you thought I would tell you, but after a long silence, he finally sighed.

"This is the protection of the Great Wall Dragon Vein for the head of the family. Unless someone who is also the head of the Dragon Vein family takes action, ordinary musicians will at most make him embarrassed, and it will be extremely difficult to kill him."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan fell into silence and squinted at Bai Heng.

Just as Bai Heng said.

He started to think about it.

But what he considered was not how to send him to the imperial capital, but how to let him die here cleanly.

It would be best if there was no body left.

In just a few moments, Ye Qingxuan tried various methods, high temperature, extreme cold, suffocation, swords, bows and crossbows... Unfortunately, under the protection of the dragon vein and Bai Heng's careful preparation, they were all resolved.

A lively Bai Heng stood in front of him, but he just couldn't kill him. This feeling made Ye Qingxuan extremely annoyed.

In the end, he slowly exhaled.

"Have you figured it out?" Bai Heng asked.

"I can think of two solutions."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him with cold eyes: "The first is to build a cage here, lock you in here, and sit and wait for seven days. If you don't drink water, you will die in three days. When your body is rotten, the problem will be solved naturally."

"This is an effective way." Bai Heng nodded: "What about the second one?"

"This is it."

Ye Qingxuan raised the sword of the New Testament and pointed it at his face: "You and the Great Wall that is in the way will be smashed together!"

"Maybe it is possible."

Bai Heng just raised his eyebrows and shook his head regretfully: "What a pity..."

He said, "It's too late."

At that moment, the movement of "New World" was played again, and the thousands of movements filled by Ye Qingxuan emerged from the darkness like stars, and the endless brilliance locked Bai Heng.

Symphony of stars

At this moment, all the music has been transformed into Gungnir by Ye Qingxuan through the matrix of the World Tree. Thousands of Gungnir overlapped, forming a terrifying force that was enough to smash the natural disaster head-on.

The murderous intent in the sky gathered into a line, and the torrent of light was ready to go.

Then, a stream of light came from the sky and fell in front of Ye Qingxuan in everyone's sight.

Then, the stream of light unfolded into a bundle of yellow silk, and the first thing that emerged was the seal mark representing the emperor's will, followed by lines of handwriting.

There was also a ceremonial official who chanted the text above in a yin-yang and yang-stuttering elegant language, which sounded parallel, elegant and fair, but Ye Qingxuan couldn't understand a word and was extremely annoyed.

He looked at Changsun Jigui.

Changsun Jigui was numb, and did not need Ye Qingxuan to speak, so he shook his head and translated for him:

"He said a lot of nonsense, reviewed the past, criticized Bai Heng, explained his grief and appreciation for you, and said that he would only punish the main culprit and not investigate the accomplices.

Finally, he asked you to take Bai Heng to the imperial capital."

"Then what?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

The eldest grandson Jigui looked at him deeply, with disgust in his eyes: "Then you can get what you want, take your woman and get away as far as you want."

"Thanks."

Ye Qingxuan's expression was serious, but there was an unspeakable sarcasm in his tone, "You just watch me take Bai Heng away?"

The eldest grandson Jigui ignored him and just looked at Bai Heng.

"At this point, our covenant is complete."

"Well, you did a better job than I imagined." Bai Heng nodded and said goodbye: "Then I'll leave first."

"I won't send it."

The eldest grandson Jigui took one last look at him and turned to leave.

Under Ye Qingxuan's strange expression, Bai Heng came back in shackles with an eager look on his face.

"Then let's go?"

Bai Heng smiled friendly and walked in front with enthusiasm, as if he was a tour guide for his brother from the countryside: "Don't be afraid, I know this road well, I will lead the way."

After that, he walked swaggering towards the Tianmen Pass.

After a long period of silence, the Heavenly Gate opened a gap in front of Bai Heng.

In this way, Bai Heng fulfilled the wishes of most of the rebels, passed through Tianmen Pass, and headed towards the imperial capital.

But not as a conqueror, but as a prisoner.

But he looked happy.

Indescribable freedom.

——

After going through a lot of tedious procedures, Ye Qingxuan once again set foot on the road to the imperial capital with a group of soldiers who looked like they were just filling in the numbers.

Before that, Ye Qingxuan buried Mr. Hu properly.

"It's a pity that such a hero should be given a state funeral. Now a thin coffin is just enough to cope with the problem, right?" Bai Heng was still beside him chirping: "But for our Majesty, this is what is natural. . After a person dies, it’s not worth building anything anymore, just bury her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been on the throne for so many years, even her own imperial mausoleum would have been stopped. …

But it is such a pity for a hero like Mr. Hu. I said, Ye Qingxuan, how about I pay some money..."

"Shut up."

Ye Qingxuan was on the horse. When he looked back at him, his eyes were gloomy: "Don't force me to take you outside of Cathay and then kill you with one knife!"

"Mr. Hu, benevolence will be rewarded. Why should you do this?"

In the prison car, Bai Heng looked at him with regret: "Unfortunately, Ye Qingxuan, your last chance to kill me has been missed. If you do it now, even if I don't need to call for reinforcements, do you believe that the emperor will stop you?"

Along with his words, Ye Qingxuan's expression became more and more gloomy. He felt that the Great Wall Music Theory shrouded in the sky had locked onto Bai Heng and protected him layer by layer.

Even the prison car has the defensive power of the Great Wall.

"I've said it before, the emperor can't let me die."

Bai Heng lazily slumped in the prison car, mocking the pair of eyes looking down from the sky, "After hundreds of years, three of the nine surnames in the dragon vein have now been eliminated.

Now every dragon's blood is indispensable. After losing Ye's responsibility for Tianlai music theory, the emperor will not let Cathay lose Bai's authority in Tianshang City. "

Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, just walked in front silently.

Due to the irritability and various reasons, the imperial capital, which could be reached in two days by one person at high speed, now seems to be out of reach.

The large group of people and the prison car dragged the two-day journey day and night to almost a week. Especially, the bastard Bai Heng is getting more and more troubled.

Do not ride in the prison carriage unless it is a fine horse, do not eat meat unless it is right, do not drink water unless it is nectar...

Even though he has become a prisoner, he still maintains the airs and rules of a prince. In the entire convoy, except for Ye Qingxuan, he does not take a serious look at what anyone else says, which makes it difficult to communicate with this bastard. It was thrown onto Ye Qingxuan.

After being annoyed for a whole day, Ye Qingxuan finally broke out.

"Hey, Ye Qingxuan, have you...have you..."

"——No, get out!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't even bother to look at his hesitant look. But Bai Heng still didn't give up, and instead showed a mysterious look:

"Are you sure you don't want to hear it all?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent and ignored him at all.

Instead of complimenting him, Bai Heng shook his head in disappointment and said to himself: "Have you ever had any strange dreams? I mean, after coming to the East..."

On horseback, Ye Qingxuan's expression changed.

Bai Heng laughed as if he could see Ye Qingxuan's appearance.

"Don't worry, this is just a necessary step before inheriting the family head. You are the last person of the Ye family. As long as you are in Cathay, you will gradually accept the memory of your ancestors left in Tianshang City, or... mission. "

In the prison car, Bai Heng rolled cigarettes for himself slowly and said calmly: "But you can rest assured that compared to other families, the Ye family has never been lazy, and your family's routine has been destroyed by your father himself - You also need to be as miserable as Zhangsun and the others. You are destined to bear a fate when you are born. You have to run for inexplicable missions while you are alive, and you will not be able to escape after you die..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and then asked: "You mean... the musicians who inherited the dragon's veins have been implanted with orders that they cannot disobey?"

"Yes, that's right. Don't you know? It seems that Ye Lanzhou really didn't tell you anything..."

Bai Heng smiled mysteriously. From the prison car, he put the cigarette at the corner of his mouth to signal him to take the initiative.

Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly for a long time, rubbed his fingers, and sprayed out a flame, which burned most of the cigarette and Bai Heng's hair into charcoal.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have to fart, fart quickly."

"Tsk tsk, this is not the attitude of begging."

After Bai Heng pulled off the burnt hair, he took two puffs of the cigarette, leaned on the prison car, and leisurely exhaled a wisp of green smoke:

"The blood of the dragon vein inherits music theory through blood, that is to say, the ancestors are the nourishment of future generations. Future generations enjoy the remaining shadows of their ancestors, but they must also shoulder the fate that has been deepened from generation to generation in the bloodline - like a curse.

Look, Liu, originally the young ladies and boys were all beautiful, but they became neither human nor ghost for the sake of "immortality"; Yuan is so One point, what is passed down is not the mission, but the 'impulse to kill'. Every generation of people is missing a piece of their brain since birth. They cannot empathize with others and rarely have compassion. They only feel happy when killing and being killed. As for Changsun, they dream of returning to heaven. The heads of the family of each generation have plotted to regain the royal power and have devoted all their efforts to rebuild the Tianshang City. For this purpose, they even built a bullshit heaven... You don't know the White Lotus Sect, right? That's what they came up with. Crossing the 'vacuum' and returning to the 'hometown', hey, it's all bullshit.

And..."

After Bai Heng finished talking, Ye Qingxuan looked at him.

"What about the Bai family?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "You didn't mention yourself, did you?"

"Ah, there was one, but it's gone now."

Bai Heng flicked away the cigarette and said calmly: "I took advantage of the loophole. I'm not even a musician, and I still mention the mission. Isn't it a bit exaggerated?"

Ye Qingxuan retracted his gaze and ignored him, just urged the horse to move forward.

Leaving Bai Heng alone in the prison car, sighing.

"It's great, it's great."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Qingxuan's back:

"It's just a dream, enjoy it."