Martial Arts: The Lonely Shaman of the Nine Worlds was exposed, and Yueyue burst into tears!

Salamander Huang walked up to Mei Changsu, staring closely at his side face: "But what about you? Who are you...?"

Hearing this question, Mei Changsu's body froze slightly, and he answered slowly after a while.

"When I arrived in the imperial capital in the name of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, many people asked me who I was. Some asked face to face, and some visited secretly, and soon they had the answer."

"Yes, they got the answer. Suzhe is Mei Changsu, the number one in Langya's son list, the Qilin talent Mei Changsu."

Salamander Huang said, her eyes filled with tears, "Is it true that no one has ever asked, who is Mei Changsu...?"

"Unexpectedly, you would be the first to ask this question." Mei Changsu was full of bitterness.

"How do you answer?" Salamander Huang continued to ask.

"An old man, an old man like Wei Zheng."

Mei Changsu turned his back again, as if he didn't dare to face Salamander Huang.

"Okay, you said that you are also an old man of Chi Yan, but why don't I have the slightest impression of you?"

"The [-] Red Flame Army, how could the princess recognize all of them?"

"Then, do you know Lin Shu?"

Salamander Huang turned to face Mei Changsu again, pressing on every step of the way.

After a long silence, Mei Changsu answered with difficulty: "I know."

"Did he really die in battle?"

"Yes."

"Where did you die in battle?"

"Meiling."

"Where are the bones buried?"

"Seventy thousand heroic souls, heaven and earth are the tombs."

"His bones have not been collected, and no remains have been found?"

"The battle was horrific, and there were piles of corpses piled up like a mountain. Who would recognize Lin Shu?"

After Mei Changsu finished speaking, he didn't hear Salamander's question again, until he looked up after a while, only to find that Salamander was biting his lip, tears streaming down his face.

"Why...why did you call Lin Shu by his first name instead of the Young Marshal?"

After Salamander Huang finished speaking, Mei Changsu was shocked.

Lin Shu has a high prestige in the Red Flame Army, besides the commander-in-chief Lin Xie, he is the second person, and the whole army respects him very much.

In this context, who else could call Lin Shu by his first name?

Mei Changsu was filled with bitterness.

12 years, a full 12 years.

For Salamander, this is even 12 years between man and nature, and he doesn't even dare to think about how Salamander got through it.

During these 12 years, he wanted to tell Salamander Huang that he was still alive all the time.

But he can't.

The Red Flame Army Meiling Massacre, the power behind it probably covered half of the Daliang court.

He wanted to reverse the case, that was to fight against half of the girder. In such a dangerous situation, he didn't want to involve Salamander Huang at all.

Therefore, we must not recognize each other!

Mei Changsu was about to fabricate reasons to prevaricate, but Salamander Huang suddenly approached him, grabbed his arm and pulled the long sleeve away.

What I saw was pale, flawless skin.

"No...impossible... Where's the scar? Where's the scar?"

Salamander Huang let the tears fall, looked at Mei Changsu's face in disbelief, and then went to pull his skirt.

However, Mei Changsu's chest was still pale without a trace.

"I remember there was a mole here..."

Salamander Huang completely collapsed, shaking his head while weeping, "I clearly remember that there is a mole here..."

Seeing the painful appearance of Salamander Huang, Mei Changsu only felt that ten thousand sharp knives were stabbing into his heart at the same time, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

"Phoenix salamander..."

He called softly, his voice extremely hoarse and difficult.

"Brother Lin Shu!!"

Salamander Huang hugged Mei Changsu violently, and said incoherently while crying: "I know it's you, I know you are my brother Lin Shu..."

"That day in front of grandma, you grabbed my hand."

"It's you who are manipulating the martial arts contest to recruit relatives."

"Also, when the crown prince wanted to kill me, you were the one who came up with a plan to save me."

"Brother Lin Shu, you must be brother Lin Shu, right?"

Feeling the grievance, longing for the person in her arms, and the fear of losing again after reunion, Mei Changsu could never say what she denied.

"But I... am no longer the Lin Shu I was back then..."

Thinking of how the salamander and phoenix got here all these years, Mei Changsu felt extremely guilty.

His arms finally wrapped around the salamander phoenix, tremblingly said:

"I was supposed to take care of you all the time."

"I thought I could take care of you all the time..."

Hearing these words, Salamander Huang laughed while crying.

"You've been taking care of me."

"No matter what happens in these years, I believe that you are by my side, and I believe that you will come back."

"It's like when I was young, whenever I ran far and couldn't run anymore, you would carry me home."

Smiling and laughing, Salamander Huang cried again.

"Brother Lin Shu, how did you become like this?"

"You were never afraid of the cold before, everyone called you Little Fireman..."

"In the end...what kind of cruel thing is it that can erase all traces of a person?"

"Make you... make you unrecognizable?"

Salamander Huang let go of Mei Changsu, looking at the completely unfamiliar face in front of her, her voice trembled in pain.

"Don't ask me first."

Just seeing her current appearance made Salamander Huang so miserable, how could Mei Changsu dare to tell her her own experience.

"Xiaohuang, listen to me carefully."

Mei Changsu's expression became serious.

"The thing I plan to return to Beijing this time is very dangerous. I must not expose my identity as Lin Shu."

"Especially Jing Yan,"

Salamander Huang also gradually calmed down, wiped away the tears on her face, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you to turn back into my brother Lin Shu."

Ever since Salamander Huang and Mei Changsu met each other in the snow on the gold list, the entire Kyushu has been silent.

Everyone was silently watching the scene where the two recognized each other.

Those who are more emotional are deeply moved by the friendship in the picture, and they can't help feeling empathy, and tears wet their clothes.

"It's too miserable... Even though I care about each other the most in my heart, I can't recognize each other for a long time, I dare not recognize each other for a long time."

Tong Xiangyu's eyes were red, and she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief from time to time.

"Fortunately, we finally got to know each other, but it's a pity we can't be together in an open and aboveboard manner, hey..."

Guo Furong let out a long sigh.

"You women like to cry too much, don't you?"

Lu Xiucai mocked.

"Hey, just now someone secretly wiped his eyes with his sleeve. Could it be that I misread it?"

Tong Xiangyu retorted.

Lu Xiucai put his hands behind his back, so that no one could see his sleeves, and argued, "I was blinded by the wind and sand."

"嘁~"

Bai Zhantang sneered for the rest of his life, and then frowned again, "Is there really no cure for Mei Changsu's illness?"

Everyone, who was originally in a slightly relaxed atmosphere, became depressed again when they heard these words.

They all thought of Mei Changsu asking Pavilion Master Langya to extend his life for two years before he went to the imperial capital.

Could it be... Could it be that Mei Changsu really only has two years left to live?

At this time, Mei Changsu in the picture fell ill just after returning to the newly bought Su residence.

The doctor's original words are: the mind is restless, the cold is stagnant, and the body is exhausted.

Normally speaking, it is nothing more than a minor illness, even if it is difficult, it will not cause any major problems.

But Mei Changsu's health was extremely poor, even for such a minor illness, he had to stay in bed for several days.

In the past few days when he was recuperating, the new Minister of the Household Department found out that there was a problem with the water transportation, and the members of the Jiangzuo League also learned that a large amount of black fire had flowed into the capital recently.

This black fire is unofficial gunpowder. It was named black fire because Daliang's privately made gunpowder violated the law.

A large amount of black fire flowed into the private cannon workshop under the prince's name. I thought it must be the prince's plan, but Mei Changsu didn't expect that it turned out to be another person in the end.

Uncle Guo Yanhou is Yan Yujin's father.

"With one step, is Jiangzuo Meilang, who is famous all over the capital, and whose voice shakes the rivers and lakes, who is known as the Qilin talent?"

Yan Hou is a tall but slightly stooped old man dressed in a brown cotton robe.

"Fame is nothing to worry about." Mei Changsu saluted with a smile.

"What is the matter here, sir?"

Yan Hou didn't go around in circles, and went straight to the point.

"Winter is long and hard, but gunpowder is a dangerous thing after all. Even if it's freezing cold, you can't use gunpowder to keep warm, right?"

One word from Mei Changsu completely changed Hou Yan's face.

It turns out that the prince's private cannon workshop is just an appearance, in fact all the black fires were transported to it by Yanhou.

Mei Changsu came here to stop Yan Hou.

"I can not understand what you say."

Yan Hou suppressed the shock in his heart, and said lightly.

"Master Hou, why do you need to hide it from me?"

Mei Changsu said unceremoniously: "The sacrifice ceremony is approaching, the Marquis must have buried those black flames under the altar, right?"

Hearing that Mei Changsu pointed out exactly where the black fire was buried, Yan Hou narrowed his eyes slightly, and said threateningly: "Guo Hui Yiyao, Mr. is so smart, isn't he afraid of losing his life?"

"Your life is fixed, why bother yourself."

Mei Changsu, who was already dying, would care about mere threats, "I just want to ask Lord Hou, can I conclude that this plan is perfect?"

"Heh, at least everything went well before you showed up."

A scarlet light shot out from Yanhou's eyes, "The gunpowder is buried in the sacrificial tripod, and the fuze is hidden in the ashes. As long as the emperor burns incense to sacrifice to the heavens, ignites the yellow paper and throws it into the sacrificial furnace, the whole altar will explode!"

"Sure enough."

Mei Changsu paused for a moment, then asked puzzledly: "Your Lord is willing to risk the danger of the nine clans to assassinate the emperor, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Hahahaha!"