After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Beijing.

No moon, no stars, no wind.

The maid of honor at night was dozing off, her forehead tapped against the corner of the table bit by bit; while the eunuch on patrol in the vermilion lane was trembling involuntarily, watching in amazement that the light of the lantern in her hand was getting brighter and brighter. It was getting darker; the armored soldiers at the city gate seemed to hear the noise and exclamation coming from somewhere in the trance, but when they listened carefully, there was only silence in the surrounding area, and the weapon in his hand sang softly, and he couldn't help scanning back and forth. Looking at the dark and thick shadows around me, I wonder why I feel panic for no reason...

However, no matter what, in this majestic and majestic palace, all things and people are still going on in an orderly manner according to the rules left over from thousands of years ago, but amidst this orderly, a faint breath of tension is in the whole palace. Above it piled up, like cumulonimbus clouds before the storm.The ink-like night covered the palace wall with high eaves and high eaves, which represented the most authoritative and wealthy buildings in the world, but it was like a beast that had been drowned in black water, and was abandoned on the ground. On the silent earth.

At the time when the Bodhi Buddha statue in Qianshan Pavilion was weeping blood and tears, in a gorgeous sleeping hall somewhere in the harem of the capital, among the layers of curtains, someone suddenly woke up from sleep, and his thin body was stretched on the bright yellow silk mat. The bow stretched to the extreme tensely bounced, and then from the sores all over his body spurted out one after another thick and smelly blood.

"Um……"

A slender woman woke up immediately by the unbearable stench of blood. When she opened her eyes, she saw the person next to her lying on the bedside, with blood and pus all over her body. Woke up from drowsiness.

"emperor!?"

The woman couldn't help but groaned softly.

At the same time as she opened her mouth, she didn't care about the disgusting and terrifying appearance of that person, she had already rushed towards the person next to her, and carefully helped him back into the bed curtain.

"The emperor is not feeling well, why don't you call the imperial doctor who is waiting outside..."

"No. What's the use of calling that group of trash...cough cough...but...in the eyes of those people, I'm nothing more than a person waiting to die..."

A hoarse voice sounded, but there was a strong sense of resentment in the voice.

Then came another painful, violent cough.

The person coughing is the most honorable person in this dynasty, His Majesty the current emperor Yun Huang.And the worried and caring woman next to him is the most powerful Concubine Ning in the harem, who is known as the best in the harem.Two years ago, this woman was just a humble and inconspicuous young promise in the palace, but two years later, even the queen had to avoid her for the time being.In the mouths of the courtiers and the common people, Concubine Ning Gui is naturally a demon concubine who has brought disaster to the country and the people, and even called her by the name of the peerless demon girl Jiang Yingxue who caused the six kingdoms to dispute for a hundred years—in private, she was called "Ning Yingxue".

However, if the common people really saw Concubine Ning at this moment, they would be surprised. Although this woman is good-looking, she is not a first-class beauty, but a woman with a gentle breath and a small family.

However, if someone really thinks that Concubine Ning Gui is a pure girl just like her appearance, then they are very wrong.One must know that if it were an ordinary woman, facing His Majesty Yunhuang who was on the same bed, she would never be able to show Concubine Ning's calm demeanor, with worried eyes, as if she was very concerned about her lover.

Because the appearance of His Majesty Yun Huang can only be described in four words: appalling.

His skinny body was wrapped in waxy yellow skin, densely covered with red, swollen sores the size of longan eyes, most of his eyebrows and hair had been lost by the venom, leaving only a few wisps of dry, brown hair around the back of his head In the upper circle, because the pupils dilate and the whites of the eyes gradually decrease, only a pair of eyes appear big and bright on the skull-like cheeks.

The palace where Concubine Ning lived was originally called "Xiangxuehai".However, in the past two years, the daily cost of incense has been dozens of times that of ordinary concubines—just because Emperor Yun is sleeping here now, and the sores protruding outwards on his body are stuck. The red sores the size of a thumb would ooze out streams of blood and pus from time to time, and the smell was like that of a corpse that had been dead for more than ten days, and the stench was unbearable.Often when he wakes up overnight, the quilt sleeping under Emperor Yun will be soaked in the viscous yellow water secreted by himself. Over the years, he has been called a human emperor rather than an evil ghost. is disgusting.

Among the three thousand beauties in the entire harem, Concubine Ning Gui is also able to put on a submissive and respectful face in front of the current Emperor Yun, and doesn't care about his strange posture.

That night, Emperor Yun woke up in the middle of the night because of poisonous blood oozing from his body, so the imperial concubine naturally took care of him as carefully as before.

Seeing that he was haggard and half-lying on the bed in unbearable pain, he naturally kneeled to the side of the bed, buried his head on the stinking man, and said softly: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Yun's gaze was like that of a hungry beast, reflecting a faint light in the candlelight.

"Ning'er, you don't have to..."

Before the words fell, Concubine Ning had already put her mouth on the sore on Emperor Yun's body, and sucked the pus and blood from the sore mouth that could not be completely drained - doing so would indeed make Emperor Yun feel more comfortable , It's just that this scene is really appalling.

"Being able to share the emperor's worries is really a blessing for a concubine..." Concubine Ning spit out her mouthful of stench into the spittoon, took some fragrant tea to rinse her mouth, and then turned to look at Emperor Yun with tears in her eyes.

Yun Huang saw that his expression was slowly showing concern for himself, and a trace of relaxation appeared faintly on that ghostly ugly face.

"Hey, there may be only my concubine left in this world, and you still have a little bit of sincerity..."

Emperor Yun raised his inhuman hands in front of his eyes, and said sadly.

Concubine Ning Gui climbed onto the bed, and after a very short hesitation, she slowly rested her head on Emperor Yun's shoulder.

"Your Majesty is the body of a real dragon. Now it is only because of being poisoned by villains back then that it has suffered today. In the future, the dragon's body will be healthy and there will be no such pain. Therefore, Your Majesty should relax. It would be better to be more troublesome..."

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Yunhuang laughed bitterly, coughing, and said, "Of course what Aifei said is right, it's just my body, so I naturally know what's going on... But, these important national events How can I be lazy..."

Concubine Ling's eyes were stinging from the stench that came from Emperor Yun's body one after another, and she said casually: "Isn't Your Majesty still a Sanying scholar? Since Your Majesty has obtained such a crouching dragon talent, just use him. Right now, His Majesty's own body is the most important thing—"

Concubine Ning hadn't finished her sentence when she saw Emperor Yun suddenly jumped up beside her, grabbed her hair directly, and smashed her head and face hard on the corner of the carved yellow rosewood bed.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Only a few muffled sounds were heard, warm blood splashed everywhere, and Concubine Ning Guifei's head and face were all bloody.

Frightened, the woman only had time to let out a few vague sounds of "forgive me", but Yun Huang, who had been treating her tenderly a moment ago, didn't seem to notice it.

"Tell you not to mention that person—told you not to talk—what shit Sanying scholar—what shit Gong Ningzi—he should die! He should die! He should die—"

After three consecutive sentences of "Go to die", a layer of blood sprouted in Emperor Yun's darker and more dilated pupils than ordinary people, and veins burst out on his emaciated body. With boundless strength, while yelling and cursing, he lifted Ning Guifei's completely softened body and smashed it on the bedpost desperately.Only a moment later, Concubine Ning Guifei was no longer alive, and Emperor Yun seemed to still feel that he could not vent his anger at this time, and grabbed a gemstone bonsai from the treasure shelf in the palace, lifted it up and smashed it on Concubine Ning Guifei's head countless times , Only when the beauty's head was crushed and white pulp overflowed, he suddenly slipped down from the corpse, lying on the bloody pool of blood that gradually seeped out, panting heavily.

"Go to hell...I want to live...no...the one who should die is Gong Ningzi...the one who should live is me...it's me..."

He was half crying, half laughing, but whispering incoherently.

In the huge and gorgeous dormitory, amidst the strong incense and stench, there was a strong smell of blood.

The servants quietly emerged from the shadows in the corner of the palace—the moment Concubine Ning Gui was thrown on the bed by the Emperor Yun, these servants had already sensed that something was wrong in the palace.However, until Concubine Ning's death, no one really made a sound.

Only those loyal servants who entered the palace with Concubine Ning and sought the woman's protection to survive in the palace looked at the ugly puddle of flesh on the ground, and tears welled up in their eyes involuntarily.

Despair and panic were condensed into the ultimate silence.

The same situation has actually happened many times since Yunhuang's body gradually decayed due to poison.Because of this, the people in the palace became more and more anxious, as if everyone had a guillotine hanging high on the back of their necks... and no one knew when the guillotine would fall on them.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Concubine Ning Gui and Emperor Yun who were in the pool of blood on the palace floor, so no one noticed that among this group of depressed and frightened servants, a thin figure quietly emerged from the thick and dark slipped out of the shadows...

After a cup of tea, in the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital, Gong Ningzi covered the blood on her lips with a handkerchief, and nodded coldly at the silhouette of a human figure under the shadow of the eaves.

"I see."

He said coldly.

There was no ups and downs in the tone, and it was even difficult to hear his emotions—even though the chess piece he had placed in the palace that was closest to the emperor was discarded, he still looked as indifferent as before.

As Lin Mao's coffin, which he secretly detained, gradually approached the capital, he became thinner and paler day by day, and the clothes he had just cut a few months ago were already like bamboo Wearing a cloth shirt, she is indescribably lonely.

But that happened to be the case, but Gong Ningzi went back to the distraught and hopeless appearance when he first learned of Lin Mao's death, and became more and more excited mentally.

It was like a candle that was about to burn out, and the fire was always brighter than before.Gong Ningzi's appearance became handsome and sharp during the day-to-day waiting, but the eye sockets were stained with a sickly red all day long, as if she had a fever.

Princess Yongtong came to the study several times, but was directly blocked by Gong Ningzi's people, and finally she broke in once, and happened to have a face-to-face meeting with Gong Ningzi.The woman who always put on airs stared blankly at Gong Ningzi's current appearance, and suddenly her body softened after a while, and she fell on the ground and sobbed.

"Are you going to go with him, right? Now you still can't give up? Gong Ningzi, you, hello..."

Gong Ning asked her out of the study without looking aside, without giving her even a glimmer of time.

That day, a few people were carried out of the Xiangfu's back door wrapped in straw mats dripping with blood.But on the second day, Princess Yongtong wanted to break into the gate like before, but no one gave way anyway.

Outside the study, the branches and leaves of a laurel tree leaning in front of the window suddenly trembled.

Gong Ningzi stared out of the dark window, thinking of the Princess Yongtong, a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth.

He stretched out his hand, tapped aimlessly on the table a few times with his fingertips, and after a moment of contemplation, he suddenly asked, "What did His Majesty Yun do after killing Concubine Ning?"

The person outside the window seemed to bow, and replied in a very respectful and soft voice: "Your Majesty will wear blood clothes, barefoot, and go to the Tuoluo Abode."

Hearing the words "Tuo Luo Jing She", the smile on the corner of Gong Ningzi's mouth grew colder.

"Oh, of course...where else can he go now?"

Long before hearing the answer, Gong Ningzi already knew the whereabouts of His Majesty Yunhuang—of course, this is not a difficult thing to guess, after all, everyone in the palace knows now, except for His Majesty Yun's bedroom and The two places of Tuola Jingshe have not gone to any other places for a long time, and even the daily court has been vacant for many days.

This Tuoluo Jingshe is actually an extra small building built by Emperor Yun in the backyard of his bedroom.In the early stage of the onset of the persistent poison on Emperor Yun, the so-called Tuoluo Jingshe was just a meditation place circled by the concubine in order to pretend to be a picture in front of the emperor.Unexpectedly, after the poison on Emperor Yun's body became more and more serious, Emperor Yun himself would be obsessed with praying to gods and worshiping Buddha for that illusory life.And one of the so-called masters in the Nadala Abode probably also sensed the physical and mental changes in Emperor Yun, and he didn't know what kung fu he used to coax the moody and insane emperor to obey his words, and became obsessed with him.

"That Penglai Sanren... have you found any news about him?"

Gong Ningzi suddenly asked again.

The one who lied to Emperor Yun in the Tuoluo Abode was undoubtedly the Sanren of Penglai.

I could only hear the laurel tree rustling again, and an illusory, subtle answer like a mosquito floated out of the shadow: "Please forgive me, the master, the origin of that Penglai Sanren has been deliberately erased. I haven't heard any news about him yet..."

Gong Ningzi's eyes darkened.

Even with all the top and bottom of the main government and all the masters of the three departments trying their best, they still failed to find out the origin of the very popular Penglai Sanren in the palace...

Gong Ningzi prided herself on being extremely smart and resourceful all her life, but she never imagined that one day she would meet such a strange person.

Who is this Penglai Sanren?

But when Gong Ningzi was thinking about the Penglai Sanren in the room, in the Tuoluo Jingshe, the Emperor Yun lay down on the cold, flat, priceless jade board with tears in his eyes, looking at him with tearful eyes. The man in front of him.

The man was born with a fair appearance and kind eyes. He looked like he was not in his thirties, but he looked like an old man in his 60s or [-]s when he looked closely.

He was wearing a gray and white Taoist uniform with an iron crown on his head, and he was very fairy-like.However, this fairy-like person just looked at the blood-stained Emperor Yun at this moment, frowning unceasingly.

"Your Majesty, you are the supreme human... However, the rule of Penglai Sanren who can only see human beings once in seven days is the rule of heaven and earth, and mortals and gods must abide by it. As the saying goes, secrets of heaven should not be revealed, so don't ask too much about the future. , Your Majesty, please stop embarrassing the little one..."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yun rushed over and grabbed the Taoist priest's wrist tightly.

"I don't care! I don't care! Since I am the supreme being in the world, why can't I see the Penglai Sanren? Why? Why... Wait, do you want to hinder me? You don't want me to cultivate a fairy body and obtain the elixir of life, so you can obstruct me in every possible way I……"

Yunhuang became more and more anxious, and while panting, the Taoist priest's face gradually turned pale, and the wrist bones held by Yunhuang were already cracking——

"His Majesty Yunhuang, please—"

In the end, the Taoist priest was in so much pain that he couldn't help but begged for mercy. Just then, a very strange hoarse voice came from behind an old curtain behind him.

"Songfeng, let His Majesty Yunhuang come in."

Hearing these words, Emperor Yun's face was filled with ecstasy, and he flicked the wrist of the Taoist priest called Songfeng, and he couldn't wait for the latter to lead the way, so he strode directly towards the dusty curtain. OK.

After rushing into the curtain, you can see that it turned out to be a dark room—probably not the kind of dark room for people to stay in. There are no windows on three sides of the room, it is low and dark, and Yun Huang is now so thin that almost only his body is left. A piece of shriveled human skin suddenly came in like it was accidentally trapped in a closet. You had to bend down and lower your head so as not to hit the cold stone wall with a faint fishy smell, and you couldn't move your hands and feet at all.

Of course, Emperor Yun didn't seem to care about these things at all now, and he didn't have to care, because when he entered the dark room, he did something that no emperor in this world would ever do since ancient times.

Facing the corner of the dark room, he threw himself on the ground, knelt down respectfully, and then kowtowed.

"The disciple has seen Penglai True Immortal—"

Emperor Yun said word by word.Because he had been cursing Gong Ningzi endlessly when killing Concubine Ning, but at this moment, Emperor Yun's voice broke.

However, even this broken voice sounds far better than the Penglai Sanren...that is, the Penglai Immortal in the eyes of Emperor Yun.

"Get up... my boy..."

Penglai Sanren said softly, from the tone of his voice, he didn't seem to pay attention to the three kneelings and nine knocks of an emperor.

"True Immortal...True Immortal...I am so scared...I am so afraid that I will die..."

Emperor Yun repeated these words continuously, then suddenly stretched out his hand, dragged something out from the corner where he knelt before, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

"True Immortal, tell me that I will surely live forever, right? Right!"

Emperor Yun asked again.

"It's natural..."

The Penglai Sanren replied calmly.

This conversation seems to be an ordinary conversation... But this time, the Penglai Sanren came from Yunhuang's arms.

To be precise, it came from the thing held in Emperor Yun's arms.

However, what Yun Huangzhong was holding was not something else, but a round porcelain jar that was only three palms high and two palms wide.

The Penglai Sanren continued to talk—the round porcelain pot made a sound.

"My student, you see that you were so sick that you were so weak that you couldn't even walk on your own. At that time, you asked me if I could let you act as usual, and I said yes. Look at your own appearance now - deep inner strength, infinite strength Even if it is a huge bronze cauldron, you can easily lift it up. I am afraid that you will not be able to achieve such a skill before you get sick, right? Then since I promised you that I would grant you immortality and eternal life, I can naturally promise to do it arrive."

"But... but these days... there seems to be an evil fire burning in my chest. I want to kill someone, I think... Just now, I killed my Ning'er, who is willing to help me suck the sores Pussy Ning'er, I, I killed..."

When it came to the end, Emperor Yun's speech became more and more fragmented, like a babbling child who couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Don't be afraid, my apprentice... come, let me see what you look like now, I haven't seen you for a few days, but the blood poison is about to be drained?"

The Penglai Sanren said leisurely.

Hearing the calm reply in the porcelain jar, Emperor Yun showed a dazed expression, and involuntarily lifted the palm-sized lid on the white porcelain jar, and brought his face full of sores to the light against the light. can mouth.

"Really, please see."

he said.

"Gollum...gollum..."

In the clay pot, there was a toothache wet sound.

The thin ray of light coming in from the mouth of the jar accidentally illuminated the contents of the jar—a flash of bright red.

Soft, skinned, melted rotten flesh.

There were strands of dense blood vessels hanging from the rotten meat, and in the shadows, a blood-red eye rolled and stared at the disgusted face in the mouth of the round jar.

"Well, look, your blood poison is drained from this sore, but I look at it, it seems that it will take some more time to drain..."

When the Sanren from Penglai was speaking, a piece of rotten meat in the pot moved, and a few scattered teeth were randomly embedded in the meat, obviously it was the Sanren's mouth.It is no wonder that the sound from such a shapeless organ is very harsh and unpleasant.

"However, the poison in your body is too fierce. Although I have used the sore blood drainage method to detoxify you now, such a slow progress is really worrying. If you kill the poison before the poisonous blood is exhausted hair……"

When Emperor Yun heard this, he hurriedly said: "But, didn't you just say that you can make me immortal?!"

"If Your Majesty can bring me the Konghua from Lingkong Temple...and the corpse I want as soon as possible, I can guarantee your immortality."

When Penglai Sanren said this, he let out a strange sizzle sound similar to laughter.