Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

The forty-fourth chapter soaring into the sky

With the passage of time, the dryads quickly adapted to the new environment. Compared with the Vientiane Shrine, which was seriously murdered by Sen, the deserted temple made them feel more at ease. From time to time, there would be more laughter from children in the palace. Animals also like to circle around them, which brings fun to the temple.

Just when can I get back my own memory?

Chen E originally planned to ask Emperor Donghua for a solution, but the five tree spirits in front of him already had their own independent personalities and different trees, and they were no longer their original self.

Is it really appropriate to forcibly arrange a period of tree life for them just for the obsession in my heart?

It's like a person reincarnated and reincarnated. By chance, the memory of his previous life is awakened. Who is he?

Is it the current self, or the previous self?

If you can combine the two selves into one, that's fine. I'm afraid that there will be personality conflicts and deviations in self-cognition.

Out of this consideration, Chen E didn't want to intervene too much, let things take their course, it is best to be able to awaken the memory of the previous life, if the awakening is not possible, reliving the next life will not lose a good tree life.

At the same time, during this period of time, Feng Xiaobao's life became worse and worse. The whole family was destitute, and all the wealth he had accumulated over the past 20 years had been scooped up by his former colleagues and servants.

And from time to time, someone whispered within his hearing, saying that Chen E and the empress were like glue, and they had lived for so many days without going back.

There is also news that Chen E persuaded the empress to get Feng Xiaobao to guard the mausoleum of Emperor Taizong!

This made him shudder!

Staying in Chang'an, he was only being bullied, no one dared to kill him in Chang'an.

But when he was transferred to guard the mausoleum in the wilderness, it was impossible to explain the accident.

For example, being eaten by wild beasts, or dying by falling into the water, falling off a cliff, and many other ways to die.

When people are full of negative emotions such as panic, fear, and resentment, they will lose the most basic judgment. Feng Xiaobao thinks that even the empress can't tolerate him.

"Where's the wine, bring the wine!"

Today, it was getting late, Feng Xiaobao yelled manically.

After a long time, a maid brought a jug of wine, knocked it heavily on the table, and stepped back.

Feng Xiaobao didn't care about his attitude towards himself, he lifted the jug and poured it into his mouth.

"Bah!"

"vomit!"

Where is this wine? It smells fishy.

"What's in the jug?"

Feng Xiaobao stared at his blood-red eyes and shouted loudly.

The maid sneered: "The mansion has run out of money, and you always want to drink. There is no other way. The servant can only pour some horse urine to serve you. You should keep drinking along with you. Just get used to it."

"Bitch, find death!"

Feng Xiaobao was furious, picked up the jug and threw it over.

The maid giggled and avoided it.

"Snapped!"

The flagon smashed against the wall and was smashed to pieces.

"Hey, what kind of drunken madness do you always have, since you don't want to see your slaves, why don't your slaves serve you!"

The servant girl had a vicious look on her face, twisted her waist, and ran out quickly.

"what!"

Feng Xiaobao yelled like crazy, throwing or smashing things in the house.

However, he was over 50 years old, and he had been cut again. His yang energy was insufficient, and his physical strength was far inferior to that of a normal person. After a few breaths, he became out of breath and collapsed on the ground.

"My lord, my lord!"

Feng Xiaobao cried out in grief, but there was no response.

Gradually, resentment and despair appeared in his eyes.

Your Majesty, this servant has served you for many years, but I never thought you would be so heartless. Do you still remember the Vientiane Shrine, which was built by this servant for you? Since you don’t want this servant, then this servant will perish with the Vientiane Shrine!

A fierce look flashed in Feng Xiaobao's eyes, he laughed and rushed out.

The Vientiane Shrine is not far from Feng Xiaobao's residence, and as a landmark building in Chang'an, it is brightly lit even at night.

"stop!"

When Feng Xiaobao stumbled towards him, two soldiers waved their long bows to stop him in a cross shape.

"Go away!"

Feng Xiaobao looked like a ghost, and roared: "My father-in-law is Feng Xiaobao, who has served the Holy One for 20 years, who dares to stop me?"

"This"

The pawn was a little hesitant, after all, he was just the most common gatekeeper, and he was not very clear about Feng Xiaobao's situation.

"Eunuch Feng, it's late at night, why don't you come back during the day!"

A soldier said cautiously.

"roll!"

Feng Xiaobao's blood-red eyes glared, and he rushed over, the soldiers did not dare to stop him.

At this moment, Feng Xiaobao was determined to die. From the time he rushed into the Vientiane Shrine, he turned over all the lights along the way. The flames burned the curtains and ignited the wooden palace. Following Feng Xiaobao's figure, he ran all the way upstairs go.

"Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, the Vientiane Shrine is on fire!"

Mei Niang had just bathed and was about to fall asleep, but there was a palace maid calling urgently outside.

"what?"

Mei Niang was startled and hurried out of the room.

The Vientiane Shrine spewed raging flames, scorching air, rolled up unburned debris, and threw them in all directions, just like bright red fireworks blooming, and the dark night sky of Chang'an City was reflected red.

"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"