The most difficult system to open in history

"Jiangling City is my home. Your home is in Shenjing City's Libu Shangshu Youfu. Why do you follow me?"

"Wherever you go, I'll go. You won't be so cruel and leave him alone in this huge mansion, deserted and miserable, right?"

You Rui'er looked up at Sima Annan in front of her, looking at the latter with pitiful eyes, then her soft voice continued:

"No wonder the old lady told me that men are more deceitful than ghosts. I have lived under the same roof with you for so long. Are you going to abandon me?"

Sima Annan had black lines on his face at this moment, but he was also a quick-witted person, so he showed a smile in a blink of an eye, and said with a smile:

"You can go with me to see my mother. Anyway, I won't suffer any disadvantages, but you have to think clearly. If you use the teleportation scroll, you have to file it with the Teleportation Department. At that time, you can't hide the news of your going to Jiangling City." , and after the beginning of spring, when you return to Shenjing City, your father will lead a large group of people to block you in the Ruins of Taiping."

"If you know it, you will know it. At that time, the soldiers will come to block, and the water will come to cover it. Let's talk about it after this year. I will also pack up my things."

The girl in green You Rui'er turned around, smiled slyly, and jumped back to her room. Then Sima Annan looked bitter, raised his hand, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers. After a few breaths, he shook his head and sighed heavily. After taking a breath, a thin voice came out:

"No wonder the master once said that there are thousands of things in the world, but the word love is the most complicated. It can't be calculated, it can't be calculated!"

The city of Shenjing under the crescent moon gradually fell silent as the people who went to the White Emperor Palace for the banquet returned home one after another.

Shenjing City, in a small house near Gyeonggi Province, under the eaves, there was a hunched figure standing alone, under the silvery moonlight, his gray and white hair, looked completely from a distance. It has become a strange gray.

Recently, Shan Wenbai, who was always considered bedridden by the outside world, was staring at the darkness ahead with his extremely deep eyes, and then a similarly inaudible voice faintly came out of his mouth:

"Someone grabbed my tail that was in the shadows, and I felt that there were more eyes watching me, but at this time, you should have already set foot on the land of the extreme northern snowfield. Who is missing in this world, it will still work Ziroom, no one can't be sacrificed, including me!"

After the voice fell for a long time, Shan Wenbai suddenly straightened his originally hunched body, and an indescribable infinite momentum surged in all directions, silently stirring the darkness under the moon, and the entire space around it seemed to sink into the sky instantly. Into the deep sea, exuding extremely heavy fluctuations.

Then he turned around and walked to another room in the courtyard where the lights were not turned off. Instead of knocking on the door, he pushed the door open and entered.

In the room, a middle-aged woman did not fall asleep, but sat on the bed. Seeing her husband push the door in, she hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face, and asked with a choked voice:

"It's so late, what's the matter with my husband coming to me, your illness is still not recovered, you should go back to your room to rest."

"I am fine."

Shan Wenbai, with a straight back, responded, walked a few steps forward, came to the bedside, looked down at his wife who was like an ordinary peasant woman, and continued to speak:

"I know about Shan'er. You are worried, but I can tell you that his life will not be in danger."

At this time, the middle-aged woman obviously noticed that something was wrong with her husband tonight, so she lifted the quilt and almost got up, and said at the same time:

"Husband, do you have something to say to my concubine?"

Shan Wenbai raised his hand to prevent the woman from getting up, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly said:

"I'm going to take a long trip tonight. You have to live this year by yourself. I will write a letter to You Tingjian, Minister of Rites, and ask Youfu to take care of you. There is a secret compartment under the bed in my room. There is some money in it. If you lack anything, just buy this, if I can come back, we will formally return to our hometown, live in seclusion in the mountains, and never enter the world again."

After finishing his speech, Shan Wenbai didn't hesitate anymore, he turned around and walked to the door, a large section of gray hair suddenly stretched out behind him, like needles, emitting a cold glow.

Looking at her husband who left indifferently and heartlessly, tears once again filled the eyes of the middle-aged young woman. She threw off the quilt, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and asked in tears:

"Shanzi left me, and now you want to leave too? Why, why? Tell me, where are you going this time?"

Under the hoarse cry, Shan Wenbai, who had already walked to the door, stopped, paused for a few breaths, and then rang out with a hoarse voice:

"This deity is going to Guangzhou Metropolitan City, Wanjian Mountain!"

Chapter 0651

In addition to the history of the human race, before and after the New Year’s Eve, there was a huge migration across 36 states, and it was a deep-rooted obsession in every Daxia Ziming’s heart to go home for the New Year. As a last resort, no matter how far the distance is, foreigners who are away from home must rush home for reunion.

At this time, the teleportation stone statue tower is still in the initial stage and has not been fully popularized. Therefore, in the deep winter of the ninth year of No. 80 of the Great Xia Calendar, the migration of various places in the vast land of Shenzhou has already begun. It takes at least ten days for a good horse to cross a state.

The next day, the sky was just getting bright, and the blue and white beams of light shot straight into the sky from all over Shenjing City. Most of these beams of light were people who attended the banquet at the White Emperor Palace last night, so they were sent to the rest of the big cities early this morning. Family reunion for the New Year.

These include Yuan Bai, a scholar who just took over the position of Si Cheng, and Sima Annan, who is fluttering in white. However, it is worth mentioning that beside Mr. Sima, there is a huge rucksack on his back. Rui'er is impressively on the list.

As the sun rises, the entire city of Shenjing gradually wakes up. However, compared with the past, the most powerful city in the world today is a little different. It is less busy and compact, and more leisurely and prosperous.

The entire Great Summer has entered the first day of vacation from today, and the people who have been busy for a whole year can rest assured to sleep until the sun is three poles, but no matter what the festival is, there is a place in Shenjing City that must be overcrowded.

Qinglong Street, Wine Hall!

Early in the morning, an extremely burly figure appeared in the long line in front of the wine shop. His shiny bald head was like a bronze mirror, reflecting the rising sun above his head in all directions. Twice as big as the rest of the people, it gave a great sense of oppression to the diners waiting in line.

However, Liang Po's face under his bald head was delicate and not fierce, so the elders and aunts around would laugh and jokingly ask, what did the young man eat to grow up?How could he be born so strong and so on.

Liang Po didn't reply, but smiled kindly. After a while, Liang Po took a bowl of soup noodles in one hand, strode towards a large carriage that had been parked for a long time by the side of the road, and got into it.

In the carriage, sitting cross-legged, resting his eyes with his forehead propped up, Zhao Yu opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the noodle soup in Liang Po's hand, and swallowed subconsciously. He hadn't tasted it for a long time because of his busy political affairs recently. This delicious noodle soup makes me miss it a bit.

"Let me tell you the truth. After eating so many noodle soups from the Qiongjiang Restaurant, have you learned how to eat them and researched their recipe, so that I can taste them in the palace?"

Zhao Yu swallowed a big mouthful of noodles, and then a faint voice sounded in the carriage, and the big bald man opposite him, who was also eating noodles with his head covered, heard this, fell into a few moments of thought, then shook his head, and responded:

"Most of the ingredients can be tasted, but there is a taste in it, which seems to be something that is not from the world. It is this mysterious taste that has achieved the reputation of Qiongjiu Guan as the best in the world."

Before Liang Po finished speaking, Zhao Yu had already picked up the big bowl in front of him, swallowed the last bit of delicious and rich soup, and then sighed heavily:

"Eat a bowl of fireworks in the world, drink a few cups of life's ups and downs, break, this last taste is the fireworks in this world!"

"Your Majesty, if you want to eat this noodle soup every day, why don't you let Yue Yueer eat it all?"

A not-so-old voice sounded in the carriage, and then a thin figure in a green shirt appeared beside Zhao Yu, and after the great master Huang Ting, who hadn't shown his face for a long time, spoke, the young emperor turned his head and responded softly:

"The vast land of China is magnificent and gorgeous, and there are too many good things. If I keep all of them in my bag, it will be boring. And if I eat this noodle soup every day, no matter how delicious the fireworks in the world are, I will get tired of it. But uncle, on weekdays You can’t even shout out, why did you show up today?”

Huang Ting, who was sitting upright, had a thin face with sharp edges and corners, as if carved by a knife, and then he put away all the fierce aura from his body, and responded:

"Your Majesty, today is a young year. When you leave the palace today, you must be young to meet the elders. Therefore, I also want to go to Sitian Pagoda to meet my father."

"That's exactly what I mean."

After finishing his speech, Zhao Yu nodded, and then the broad carriage began to drive forward, along Qinglong Street, towards the Sitian Pagoda in the middle of Shenjing City.

Today's Qinglong Street is still crowded with people, but even if the outsiders in Shenjing City have left the capital one after another to go home some time ago, it has not affected its prosperity in the slightest, and the queues in front of those shops even longer.

Zhao Yu in the carriage was not wearing an imperial robe, but a plain black robe, with a bun on his head made of cloud hairpins. , opened the curtain of the carriage window, and stared at the streets on both sides with ebony black eyes. A scene of prosperity was reflected in Zhao Yu's black eyes, and he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Anxious to deal with the strings, Yanjing Long Street, a leisurely and peaceful residence, this is the home and country he is desperately trying to protect!

Suddenly, a familiar figure of a little baby appeared in the young emperor's field of vision. It was still the patched coarse cloth, with the purple face after being blown by the wind, and then a figure named Yu Pengfei. The name appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, and then the faint emperor's voice sounded in the carriage:

"Liang Po, stop!"

In fact, at the end of the new year, the happiest crowd is no different from those carefree children who play in groups in the streets and alleys early in the morning, but the situation of Yu Pengfei, the little child at this time, is not the same. Not good, because he and the children behind him were blocked in a corner by a group of older teenagers in brocade clothes.

The leading young man must have an extraordinary family background, and a group of servant-like people are hanging nearby to watch.

Holding a small wooden knife tightly in Yu Pengfei's hand, pursing his lips, he stared angrily at the young men in brocade clothes and from an extraordinary family background, and a childish voice came out of his hand:

"No matter what you exchange with me, I will never give you this knife."

As soon as the words fell, he raised the wooden knife in his hand, and at the same time protected the children from ordinary families behind him. Opposite Yu Pengfei, a man about ten years old was holding a slingshot in his hand. The boy responded angrily:

"Like this wooden knife in your hand, my family has eight if not ten. I will exchange this slingshot with you. You are not satisfied. Look at this slingshot, which can shoot birds from a hundred steps away, and it is very powerful."

After finishing speaking, the young man directly took out a stone from his bosom, buckled it on the slingshot, pulled it away, pointed at Yu Pengfei, and opened his mouth angrily, but in the next breath, his hand loosened for no reason, and the stone shot out immediately , the boy let out an exclamation.

In the blink of an eye, all the little ones present hadn't reacted yet, but the faces of the servants who were watching from a distance changed drastically. If this powerful stone hit Yu Pengfei head-on, blood would inevitably splatter.

Yu Pengfei, who was under the stone attack, just raised the wooden knife subconsciously to block it, but inside this ordinary wooden knife, where no one could see, suddenly lava flowed violently.

At the same time, in the large carriage parked not far away, Grandmaster Huang Ting uttered a soft voice of doubt:

"Huh! This breath?"

Chapter 0652 Emperor is also human

Today, for Xiaowa Yu Pengfei, the great hero Pengfei, it can be said that he has encountered a hard stubble in the arena.

Because my grandfather took on a storytelling job in the restaurant on Qinglong Street early in the morning, he and his friends practiced swords nearby. I saw him holding a small wooden knife, and he came up with a set of skillful sword skills, which won a burst of applause. At the same time, it also caused trouble.

A ten-year-old kid from a rich family looked at the wooden knife being wielded vigorously, and felt a sense of comparison. He wanted to exchange the wooden knife with the slingshot in his hand, but this wooden knife was Yu Pengfei's heart. Meat.

For a swordsman, the knife in his hand is a part of his body, so in the end, he will naturally collapse completely, and then the scene of the slingshot hitting his face will happen.

The stone whizzed forward, getting closer and closer to Yu Pengfei's cheek. At the same time, in the carriage parked not far away, Huang Ting let out a slight exclamation. In front of the stone, a turquoise saber energy flashed away, and the latter turned into powder and dissipated.

It wasn't until this moment that Yu Pengfei realized that his complexion changed drastically. After all, he was a four or five-year-old child, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't help crying, and the complexion of the child who knew he had committed a crime also changed slightly , surrounded by a group of servants who rushed up.

"I didn't expect Lava Kua, an ancient giant who is five big and three thick, to follow the example of that immortal person and place opportunities among the people. It's really interesting."

Huang Ting withdrew his outstretched fingers, and spoke lightly, and then Zhao Yu, who was beside him, also looked at the small wooden knife in Xiaowa's hand, and responded:

"I have an impression of this little boy, Xi Dao, grandpa is a very knowledgeable storyteller, so he also knows the name of Grandpa Dao Sheng, he is a good seedling, but lava boasted, after all, he is a person from the ancient times, it is said that in that In this era, this kind of good relationship method is very common, because everyone's talent is top-notch, and there is no guarantee that there will be unexpected gains in the future."

"I'll observe this little doll for a few years first. If he is talented and has a clear mind, I will accept him as a beginner."

As soon as this remark came out, even Zhao Yu was a little surprised, because the Huang family, one of the fourteen surnamed Ying, is the most skilled swordsman in the vast land of Shenzhou. Then I heard Huang Ting's cold voice continue to ring in my ears:

"Although Lava Kua retains the customs of the ancient times, it is obviously not in line with our current situation in Daxia. The taboo magic power sealed in this knife even made me feel shocked. If it is fully released, the entire Azure Dragon The streets will be completely engulfed in flames, it is too dangerous for such an ability to be held in the hands of a child, so I will add another layer of restriction!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Ting's five fingers spread outwards, and the dazzling green light exploded outwards, turning into a deep blue sparrow that gradually solidified, and then flew out of the carriage with wings flapping.

"Liang Po, let's go, there are many places to go today, let's go to Sitian Tower first."

"promise!"

Liang Po lightly waved the reins in his hand, and the whole carriage began to move forward slowly, at an increasing speed, and then it was directly submerged in the bustling crowd.

Half an hour later, on the eighth floor of Sitian Tower, the figures of Zhao Yu and Huang Ting appeared.

The scene on this floor seems to be frozen forever, unchanged from before. A huge bronze coffin lies in the center of the hall, and at the same time, a beam of white light shines down from above, covering the entire coffin, quiet and deep.

This beam of light comes from the map of mountains and seas, and it is the ultimate cold light in the world.

Inside this coffin lay a man named Huang Zhao, who was once the sharpest sword master in Daxia.

Zhao Yu and Zhao Yu walked slowly in front of the light beam, then lowered their heads, staring at the giant coffin emitting a faint fluorescent light, they didn't speak for a long time, the identity of the person in the coffin was close relatives to them, but at this time there was a coffin, but there was no relationship between them See.

"Come on, Your Majesty, sit down and have a drink with father."

Huang Ting took out a jug of wine from nowhere, raised his hand as a signal, and sat cross-legged with Zhao Yu on the spot, then Huang Ting waved his right hand forward again, and three wine glasses appeared in front of him instantly, with a little melancholy at the same time The sound comes out:

"I remember when I was young, when the Chinese New Year came, my father and my sister's favorite thing was to fight wine, but my sister was so good that every time I could drink the bad old man lying in the locker's coffin under the table, for a whole day Been unconscious for several days."

After finishing speaking, Huang Ting pulled out the wine jar in his hand, and suddenly a rich and extremely rich aroma of wine permeated the entire eighth floor of Sitian Tower. The mellow aroma of this wine carried an extremely hot and domineering aura , that was the incomparably pure vitality of heaven and earth, and then Zhao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, brightened his eyes, and said lightly:

"It turned out to be Xuantian Wine. It seems that you have hidden it very deeply, Uncle. Before the hidden wine cellar in Zhen Palace was discovered, it was difficult to find a pot in the entire Baidi Palace."

"Under the influence of my ears and eyes, it's hard to think whether I like drinking or not, so I collected some wine on weekdays. If it wasn't for the Chinese New Year, I wouldn't be willing to take out this Xuantian wine!"

Huang Ting smiled boldly, raised the jug and filled the wine glasses in front of him. At the same time, the Suoyuan coffin in front of the two of them suddenly began to tremble violently as if smelling the bursting and strong No. [-] spirit of Great Xia. Light green saber energy gushed out from the coffin, gradually turning into a huge light deer.

As soon as the deer appeared, it rushed towards the wine glass below with a sharp aura that could split the void, then lowered its head and took a sip, and the blue Xuantian wine in the whole wine glass was directly sucked up, and then the deer was still full of desire. He turned his gaze to the other two cups of Xuantian Wine.

Zhao Yu looked at the light deer in front of him, which was composed of saber aura. There was curiosity in the dark eyes. In this deer, apart from the incomparable sharpness, there was also a sense of intimacy from the blood.

Huang Ting smiled lightly, gently pushed the other two wine glasses in front of Guanglu, and said at the same time:

"This is my father's soul named Julu. It is a knife, but it is also a drunkard. Father is still sleeping in the coffin, but the Julu knife has been awakened by the smell of Xuantian wine."

While Huang Ting was speaking, Guanglu had already sucked up the two glasses of wine in front of him again, and then Yangtian let out a cry, and went back into Suoyuan's coffin, the entire eighth floor of Sitian Tower continued to regain its calm.

Huang Ting picked up the jug, filled the two cups again, then pushed one cup to Zhao Yu, picked up the other cup, the two clinked glasses, without speaking, they drank it all in one gulp.

The two of them kept drinking one glass after another, then Zhao Yu squinted his eyes, a blush flashed on his handsome cheeks, he waved forward lightly, and in the center of the eighth-floor hall, an identical bronze statue appeared again. Giant coffin.

Maybe it was because he was a little drunk, or maybe it was too hard to suppress his emotions. Then the young emperor, who had always been calm and calm, suddenly had unprecedented emotions on the eighth floor of Sitian Tower where few people came. He lowered his head, Like an ordinary young man facing the imminent death of his family, he sobbed and repeated a sentence:

"I rejected the lock yuan coffin that I have worked so hard to get, grandma, she won't live for a few days!"

Huang Ting lightly raised his hand to pat Zhao Yu's shoulder, and sighed slightly.

Kings are people too.

Chapter 0653

On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, Daxia Xiaonian, also known as the New Year’s Day, people of the human race sacrifice stove fires.

Stove, making, creating food, folk sacrifices to stove, originated from the custom of ancient people worshiping fire. After all, flame is a symbol of the evolution of human race. Fire is used to cook food and fire to keep warm. Therefore, in order to be grateful, this Festival.

However, Daxia has a vast territory, and the days of this small year are also different in the thirty prefectures. It is generally between the 23rd, 24th, and [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month. It was chosen on the [-]th day.

The New Year's Eve can be said to be the most solemn festival before the New Year's Eve. Therefore, the city of Shenjing is extremely lively today. Rich or poor, everyone is busy selling meat, wine, fruit, and some gold and silver paper for sacrifices. The most powerful city on the vast land of China, the taste of the new year suddenly became stronger.

In the middle of the morning, the large carriage that was originally parked at the entrance of Sitian Pagoda set off again and headed towards the Eastern Suburb Taoist Palace. When passing by the bitter tea house where he had lived for a while, Zhao Yu specially asked Liang Po to stop For a moment, he opened the curtain and stared at the courtyard door that had hardly changed.

"Your Majesty, do you want to take a look in the courtyard?"

As soon as Liang Po asked, Zhao Yu shook his head, put down the curtain, and then said: