Sheriff, give me a smile~

Chang'an, Zhaixing Tower.

Finally, Wu Zetian forcibly broke through the carved wooden door with magical techniques, and the royal guards and several important officials entered together with her.

This trip was very dangerous, several officials advised her not to enter, but Wu Zetian shook his head and insisted on entering, but before leaving, he explained a lot of things to his confidant ministers.

"Your Majesty knows the formation?"

"No way."

"Your Majesty understands the Five Elements?"

"don't know."

"Your Majesty knows the law of change?"

"I don't know."

The confidant veteran frowned: "Then why did Your Majesty enter this unknown place?"

Wu Zetian smiled lightly: "Qing thinks, why should I enter this formation?"

"This..." The old minister frowned and thought. Jianxian, Jing Zhaoyin, and Zhang Liang all disappeared in the Zhaixing Building. They have searched all the places in the Zhaixing Building, but there is no trace of them. This is the only place where it is possible. Could it be that His Majesty did it for Looking for the three of them?But it doesn't seem to make sense, these three people are important, but it seems that His Majesty has not yet reached the point where His Majesty would risk himself with the body of an emperor... Could it be the missing Lord Chasing Stars?And about the assassination?This reason does not seem to be sufficient.But if we look at these people in connection with the assassination... Could it be that there are some important secrets that are unknown after this incident, and His Majesty has already guessed it, so he has to take risks? !

Seeing the slight astonishment on the old minister's face, Wu Zetian knew that he had guessed pretty well: "Since you know what I want, you can't stop me anymore. You just do what I told you just now."

The old minister sighed: "If your Majesty has something wrong, how should I deal with it?"

"I assure you that nothing will happen to me."

"But Your Majesty doesn't understand formations..."

"Ai Qing is too worried. Apart from breaking this formation, there is another way."

"what?"

"Destroy."

The ancient magic circle.

"Maybe guess what role I'm playing in this matter?"

Role?

Marco Polo and Zhang Liang were shocked at the same time.

At least a few hundred years have passed since this incident. The host who picked up the stars asked him what role he played in it. Could it be that he has lived from that time until now?But his appearance is clearly nothing more than 25!

Seeming to see what the two of them were thinking, the host who picked up the stars only smiled lightly and remained silent.

Just when Zhang Liang and Marco Polo were struggling, the finger of the fainted man suddenly moved.

"Lord Di?" Zhang Liang patted him on the shoulder lightly.

In the previous and present lives, the thousand-year-old fox of the Onmyoji, the justice of the peace, Jiu Jianxian, seem to be trying to perfect someone, seem to be trying to compensate someone, a destiny that cannot be grasped in the dark, like a vine that entangles a person tightly and cannot escape, reluctant.

After that, there will be no Kanzong, no Onmyoji, no Qingqiu, and no thousand-year-old fox.

Some are just high-spirited young people who have just entered Chang'an. When they see a calm and talented magistrate, they chase him for dozens of streets on a whim, just to ask for his name.

"Have we met somewhere?"

"Never."

Young people wandered around Chang'an City, and when they were drunk, they carved poems that have been passed down through the ages on the Vermilion Bird Gate, wanting to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon.

The magistrate of Chang'an ordered him to be arrested, but he didn't resist. He just smiled and said, what do you think of my poem?

"Very good."

Before he left, he talked with him. The morning light in late spring was gentle and mixed with slight sadness. He took a wooden flute that the man gave him and left Chang'an.

In May of the following year, he played the wooden flute on the top floor of the Yellow Crane Tower.

The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng.

Re-entering Chang'an was to avenge his hometown. One person and one sword entered the Daming Palace. At the gate of the main hall, he saw the magistrate.

That person was dressed in a purple official uniform, standing in the rain, his whole body was soaked, looking at Li Bai, who was also soaked all over, his eyes were filled with unbearable pain.

"Go back." His voice was hoarse.

He pointed his sword at him, sharp as his eyes: "Get out of the way."

The sheriff was silent.

"I tell you to get out of the way!"

The sheriff watched him silently, not moving an inch.

He finally entered the Daming Palace, he finally had a secret conversation with the empress, he was finally defeated, he was about to leave, and he was... in an unknown alley, crying while hugging the magistrate.

Hot tears fell on the sheriff's hands, which trembled slightly.

Di Renjie closed his eyes, past and present scenes flashed across his heart, the truth was laid out in front of him dripping with blood, kindness and resentment were enough to tear people's heart.

So it was, it was... so.

Di Renjie sat up slowly while supporting himself.

"Lord Di, are you okay?" Zhang Liang asked him worriedly.

"It's nothing." Di Renjie's voice was a little hoarse, and he raised his head to meet the eyes of the man in the green shirt: "It's you."

"Yeah." The host who picked up the stars smiled: "Long time no see."

Seeing this person again after a hundred years, Di Renjie felt indescribably complicated, thinking that the lost past would come back before him again, sour and astringent, unspeakably miserable.

"Long time no see? Mr. Di, do you know this landlord?" Marco Polo was puzzled.

"Yes..." As soon as Di Renjie uttered a word, several clues flashed in Di Renjie's mind, thinking of the current situation, everything became clear at once.

Memories of Past Life, Star Reaching Building, Assassination, Immemorial Demon Formation...

That's it!

Di Renjie stood up abruptly.

"Lord Di?" Zhang Liang was slightly surprised.

"Where is Li Bai?" Di Renjie stared at the host who picked up the stars.

The landlord who picked up the stars did not answer, but just quietly looked at the person in front of him.

There is no changing face, no changing temperament, no changing yearning, even if there is an afterlife, there is always only one person named Li Bai in his heart.

He couldn't see anyone else.

Ah……

Li Bai...

"I ask you where is Li Bai?" Di Renjie emphasized.

It was rare to see the sheriff so out of control, Marco Polo coughed lightly: "Mr. Di, calm down..."

"I can't calm down. Li Bai may die at any time now! Don't you guys understand? This matter is aimed at Li Bai from the beginning to the end... No, it is a trap aimed at the devil!"

A word is like an electric current, rushing through the hearts of the two of them.

"Master Di means..." Zhang Liang frowned.

"Li Bai is the thousand-year-old fox back then. Jiang Ziya once again opened the ancient magic circle. It was set up here to lure him. The assassination was a cover created by Jiang Ziya. The Zhaixing Building...was controlled by Jiang Ziya?" Marco Polo deduced after deliberation.

"That's right." Di Renjie stared at the host who picked up the stars, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I gave you everything you asked for back then, I don't know why you suddenly defected, but since you did, you have to pay the price for your decision !"

The landlord who picked up the stars smiled faintly, stood up and looked directly at Di Renjie: "I didn't defect, believe it or not, it's up to you."

The two were confronting each other there, but Zhang Liang was in a complicated mood. His master hadn't been seen for a long time, and he took the time to set up this ancient magic formation. He always knew that he didn't like the monsters very much, but he didn't expect that it would be the time to kill them all. to the point...

Master...

"Hey, calm down, both of you." Marco Polo stood up and snapped his fingers: "I think what Mr. Di said at the beginning is very important. If it is really the ancient magic circle set up by Jiang Ziya, the sword fairy should be very dangerous now. We Maybe we should go find him first?"

The host who picked up the stars glanced lightly at the bottomless cliff beside him: "It's just below, just look for him and jump from here."

"Jump off?" Marco Polo was amazed. He stood on the edge of the cliff to observe, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance: "This cliff is at least a few hundred meters long. I'm afraid I will die if I jump off it?"

"Other than that, there is no other way." The star-chasing master remained indifferent: "You don't have to believe it."

Di Renjie gave him a cold look, and walked towards the edge of the cliff without hesitation. The moment his feet left the cliff, he was pulled back by a force.

"You don't want your life because of him?!" The eyes of the host who picked up the stars were full of anger.

"Didn't you already know that?" Di Renjie withdrew his hand unceremoniously.

Yeah... I knew it all along...

He smiled sadly.

With a wave of his sleeves, the white jade flute flashed golden light, and the three people on the edge of the cliff disappeared.

You have always been like this, hurting me wantonly.

You have always been like this, unceremoniously doubting me.

You have always been like this, thinking that I am a person full of evil.

You have always been like this, wishing to kill me.

You've always been like this, and you've always been like this.

You go, you all go.

The afterglow of the setting sun was very gentle, shining on the man in the green shirt who sat down slowly.

He lowered his head, mist formed in his eyes.