[Wei Nie] Vertical and horizontal killing

"Is this the secret realm of Land of Trapped Dragons?"

Someone murmured, but no one could answer.

In the deep valley where no one has stepped foot for hundreds of years, peach trees are planted everywhere, and green grass is everywhere.Peach trees bloom in spring and fall in autumn. Fruits that have been ripe for hundreds of years are not picked, but are pecked by birds and beasts and rolled down the valley.The spring breeze blows and grows, helping Su to become a forest. After these years of wild and wild growth, it has become Taopo Peach Valley.

Robber Zhi sighed: "I never thought that there would be a chance, after hundreds of years, it would become such a paradise."

Xuenv is a woman. When she saw the flying tidbits, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to pick up the petals: "I thought there was no place for shelter in the world... If I had known this earlier." Her voice was choked up, probably thinking of Gao Jianli.

Wei Zhuang's eyes were still not hot.

Chi Lian parted the ends of Ningshui's hair, and with a charming voice, he smiled pointedly: "I heard that your Mo family has lived away from the world for hundreds of years, or you want to build a paradise. Congratulations. "

Bai Feng sneered: "I'm afraid it's just escaping from reality, sticking to the rules in the name of Mohism, and pretending to be deaf and blind."

Bandit Zhi: "You dead bird man, don't you Liusha always want to restore the country?"

Bai Feng: "At least I'm not like some people who still live in the old dream of loving the world."

Seeing that the two groups of people were going to confront each other again, Jing Tianming covered his head and moaned twice, and said pitifully, "Uncle, I feel so bad..."

The Mohists immediately became nervous.

Gai Nie squatted down to check, and said: "This place is easy to defend but difficult to attack. I think it's better to change the location of going south, and stay here temporarily, so that everyone can rest and recuperate."

This idea seems to be in line with the unspoken wishes of Mohist disciples.

It took the Mohist 300 years to build the organ city in order to have a day to escape from the world. I originally thought that this dream had collapsed with the Mohe

But being destroyed, unexpectedly, God treated them kindly, causing them to encounter an even more distant and hard-to-find dream again.

The class master stroked his beard and looked at Mr. Xu: "Peaches can satisfy hunger, and they can also build houses. It must be that the people who set up the formation were very thoughtful and considered the worst case."

Master Xu nodded and said, "If it's really Jiang Ziya's dead end, if it's a dead end outside the valley, then here is the last chance left."

……

The decision to stay temporarily in the secret realm has been agreed by everyone in the Mo family. The Mo family has cooperated for many years, and there is no need to make an agreement now, and they will separate and get busy.

Those who are strong go to dig mountains to dig rocks and cut down trees, and those who can build houses go to fetch soil and mix mud.

……

Duanmurong's body hadn't recovered yet, Xuenv settled her down for the time being, and couldn't help but sighed softly as she watched the busy figures of the Mo family disciples.

Duanmu Rong checked whether the herbs in the oiled paper bag were dry, and heard her sigh, then raised her head and asked, "Sister Xue Nu, are you worried about Xiao Gao?"

But Xue Nu shook her head slightly: "I think that the founder of my Mohist school in the past was to establish a sect to clarify righteousness, to assist the king at the top, and teach people to distinguish right from wrong at the bottom."

Duanmu Rong also sighed slightly: "It is indeed the purpose of the Mohism to open a debate, discuss current affairs, clarify right and wrong, and determine life and death."

Xuenv said: "Now the Mohist family and the empire are like fire and water, you are desperate, and you are forced to a desperate situation. But who remembers that it was the Mohist family who entered Qin in the past, and had private friendship with Qin Xiangong, Xiaogong, and Qin Huiwang for more than three generations."

Duanmu Rong lowered her head, and couldn't help looking at the reed-white robe in the far corner from the corner of her eye.

Those who serve Qin and then end Qin are not limited to the Mohists.

……

Gai Nie put his fingers between the boy's wrists slightly, his eyes lowered slightly.And Tianming was looking eagerly at Fatty Ding who was plucking a pheasant not far away.

Ge Nie let go of his hand, as if meditating.

Tianming walked over: "Uncle, am I okay?"

Gai Nie said: "The pulse condition is weak and rapid, insufficient filling."

Tianming frowned: "Uncle, am I going to die?"

Gai Nie smiled: "Tianming, you are just hungry."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Robber Zhi almost fell to the ground: "Gai Nie, I didn't expect you to be a joke teller!"

Pao Ding laughed loudly: "Zhougu, you don't understand! Mr. Gai is right, the giant suffers from starvation, and only roast chicken can cure him."

Tianming: "Old Ding still understands me, hehehe, confidant and confidant!"

The dawn was clear, Gai Nie put his heart down, picked up Yuan Hong and walked towards the distance.

……

Chi Lian drove the snake and saw Gai Nie pacing towards Wei Zhuang who was standing under the tree with his eyes closed and sitting on the ground from a distance, his heart was still somewhat sour, and he couldn't help twisting the little snake in his hand to vent his dissatisfaction.

Bai Feng leaned against the treetop and laughed at her: "It turns out that women are making trouble for no reason."

Chi Lian snorted coldly.

Bai Feng's eyebrows twitched, and he waved his hand to catch the little snake that came up, and held it between his fingertips to watch the snake twist and turn: "Actually, you don't need to worry."

Chi Lian tilted his head, showing a charming expression: "You know what I'm thinking again?"

Bai Feng threw the snake back on the tree, and said lazily, "What you are worried about is the saying that has been passed down for a long time in the world: if you get angry and the princes are afraid of living in peace, the world will die. Am I right?"

It was rare for Chi Lian not to refute him, she looked down at Ten Finger Danko, her red lips were slightly pursed, revealing a voice of dissatisfaction: "He is not such a man willing to escape."

"It can be seen that men are not the only ones who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic." Bai Feng sneered and stopped. He gently combed Phoenix's feathers, looked up at the busy Mo family in the distance, and looked at a roast chicken Teenagers scratching their heads.

The world rises and falls, and the people suffer.

The paradise in the world is just a wishful escape for the weak.

Even he knew this, how could the Guigu brothers standing under the tree holding swords not know.

Under the huge peach tree, Wei Zhuang looked expressionlessly at the busy Mohists down the slope, and seemed indifferent under the shadow of the trees.

When Gai Nie walked past him, he said: "It seems to be a continuation of the ancestors, building a hundred houses, and a house in the southeast. How ironic, the world always thinks that if a house is built, it will not be homeless. Even It is a luxurious palace, and it has only been around for a hundred years, so I don't know which prince will be the next owner."

Gai Nie turned around and was within arm's length of him, the whispered words could be heard clearly.

He thought of Zhao, South Korea, and Yan, and said slowly: "There are seven countries in the world, who has never destroyed another country. After 200 years of wars and disputes, perhaps many people's wish is to survive."

Wei Zhuang glanced at him: "Oh? You want to say that you are the same?"

Gai Nie remained unmoved in the face of his junior's provocation, he was used to it, and he replied: "Xiao Zhuang, you don't have to worry about being trapped here to escape from the world, it's suitable for recuperating."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, disapproving: "It seems that you have plans?"

Gai Nie looked up at the slanting sky, silent as always.

Li Si had never thought of being so frightened now.

He knelt in the dark and gloomy main hall of the Dune Palace, his whole body was cold, his knees had already lost feeling, together with his heart and the wisdom he was proud of.

On the emperor's bed with carved beams and paintings, and inside the silk tent embroidered with gold thread and studded with pearls, the emperor was panting in pain, and the sound was like a dilapidated bellows.

Li Si hadn't heard such a suffocating voice for many years. He recalled inappropriately that when he was a small official, his salary was only three hundred yuan, and he went out to eat and buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and even burned charcoal in winter. I couldn't save the small change I had, so I had to look for people to borrow money and firewood to keep warm.It was too cold in the house, and in winter he wanted to hide in the rice barn to shelter from the wind and rain and read. Someone always suspected that he would steal the yellow rice, so he had to hide and hide next to the toilet.

He remembered hearing the sound of poor people pulling the old bellows, which was so heartbreaking.

"Li Si..."

"I'm here." The emperor's hoarse voice pierced into his ears, and he immediately shivered.

"The alchemist misunderstood me." The emperor let out a long sigh, as if it was the mournful cry of countless long-awaited nights that turned out to be empty after all: "Do you know who the widow saw just now?"

Li Si lowered his head: "I don't know."

The emperor laughed: "The widow unexpectedly saw King Qin Huiwen, the ancestor of the widow fell into a dream! Do you know what this means?"

"I'm stupid, I don't know." Li Si only glanced at the emperor's shadowy appearance, and immediately knocked his head to the ground, not daring to lift it up.

He felt that the emperor's expression and tone were very strange. Seeing the ancestors of the Qin State at this time was an ominous sign. The emperor who always hated mentioning life and death but wanted longevity, how could he mention dead ancestors in such a crazy tone?

The emperor laughed, and that laughter was rare.

"Of course you don't understand, of course you don't understand. It is recorded in my Daqin Secret Scroll that King Qin Huiwen saw his ancestors walking in the palace every time because of the spirit of immortality. He was worried that the world would think that Ying had madness, so he closed the palace. .Later, his son, the later King Zhaoxiang of Daqin, also saw a vision before returning, so he had the words to kill Wu'an Jun Baiqi."

Li Si was terrified. Hearing the consequences of such imperial secrets, death is not enough to apologize. He hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is confused. The world knows that King Huiwen worked hard on government affairs, and he was in his prime. out of the root."

The emperor laughed loudly, looking crazy: "It was written for the world to read!" After laughing, he lifted the curtain, revealing a gray and gray face: "My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather finally went mad and died in the palace. After that, every generation in my Ying family’s bloodline has records of people who went mad and were able to see their ancestors, and it was stored in a secret room in the palace, and there were only three people who could see them.”

After all, Li Si was good at figuring out the emperor's mind, and at this moment he finally understood something, and a soreness welled up in his heart.

It is said that the Empress Dowager was a singer in Lu Buwei's mansion when she served the first emperor, and later the emperor's life experience became a secret laughing stock in the hearts of the Seven Kingdoms.For so many years, he thought that the emperor was already invincible, and he was born for the world to fight chaos.Unexpectedly, at the last moment of his life, there was still such an unresolved secret hidden in his heart.

The emperor's green and black face was tinged with red, taking advantage of the hazy yellow shark oil candlelight to appear even crazier.

His eyes were slightly protruding, and he stretched out his long fingers to point to a cup of soup on the black lacquered table: "What's wrong with the magician mistaking me? Li Si, bring it to the widow, and the widow will eat the last pot of medicine. I will live forever! This is God's will!"

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the sky, and the bluish-white light illuminated the inner hall.

"His Majesty!"

The thunder rumbled across the sky, rolled over the roof, and rolled into the distance.

Li Si choked up and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty should summon the imperial physician! Your Majesty——"

After a long silence, Li Si heard the exhausted voice of the emperor, as if all his energy had left with the rolling thunder just now.

"Li Si, bring a pen and paper." The emperor's voice suddenly calmed down, as calm as every time they played together when they were accompanied by monarchs and ministers.

"My widow, I want to make a will."