The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

4.

Maitreya City

Passing through the thick dark gray gate of Maitreya City, Fu Ziqiu's simple black clothes became complicated and gorgeous. Albizia juliensis seemed to grow and bloom on the clothes, and large flowers were dotted in the dark.

On the exposed part of the white and slender neck, fiery red lines appeared on the left half, as if a mysterious spell was drawn on the body, spreading from the neckline down to an invisible place.

His face didn't change a bit, only whiter, lifeless, as cold as a blood-stained jade sculpture.

Fu Ziqiu raised his hand to dismiss the ghost soldiers who followed him, walked through the winding corridors, pushed open one after another ancient stone doors, and finally condensed into a black and red light, passing through the dark gap .

When he reappeared, there was surging magma in front of him.

Fu Ziqiu took off the Qiankun bag hanging from his waist, caressed it unconsciously with his slender fingers, then raised his hand and threw it away, the Qiankun bag fell into the magma and was swallowed up.

·

At the same time, in an inn in Yudu City, Gu Zhizhou, who had been tossing all night, was lying on the bed with his legs crossed.

There was no joy or anger on his face, and his usual mean face softened.This look seemed a bit uncoordinated, there was always a bit of impatience between the brows of people who had been fierce for a long time, but at this moment it all subsided, and it was a bit strange to be peaceful.

Gu Zhizhou was staring at the robe hanging on the rack.

He thought of the cold temperature on Fu Ziqiu's hands, and the way he avoided him.

Fu Ziqiu, Fu Ziqiu.

"Cangshan bears snow, and the sky is brightly south."

"Ling Ji, these two immortal elders, are truly in harmony with each other, a perfect match."

Gu Zhizhou turned over impatiently.

·

Gu Zhizhou slept until the sun was up, if Yan Yun hadn't knocked on his door frantically, he probably wouldn't have woken up.

"Mr. Negative Snow! Don't sleep, wake up!"

Gu Zhizhou didn't sleep well last night, he was only a little sleepy when the sky was getting dark.A direct consequence of not getting enough sleep is that you may wake up more gassy than usual.

He opened the door, his face was full of tiredness, and a storm was brewing all over his body.

"You mother, you are calling a ghost early in the morning!" Gu Zhizhou yelled, his sharp sword eyebrows were about to stand up: "How about performing Huagu opera with me? Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock Two voices?! Being a champion without Bole, and being a god is a hindrance, so you just find another way to engage in literature and art, and you might be able to become a blockbuster!"

Yan Yun was so wronged, he grabbed the corner of his clothes, and looked at him eagerly: "I'm afraid that you slept through..."

"How about sleeping? The sky will fall in a short time or something?"

"Don't scold me... I'll just say three sentences in total..."

Gu Zhizhou was even more furious: "You still dare to talk back? Your courage has made you fatter!"

Yan Yun wanted to cry but had no tears, and was about to collapse.

The door next door kicked open from inside with a "bang", Fu Ziqiu came over with messy hair, "Can you calm down for a while?"

Seeing him, Gu Zhizhou woke up for a moment: "You you...why are you here?! You followed me!"

Fu Ziqiu almost sprayed: "If I know you live in this store, I must stay away!"

Gu Zhizhou was frightened halfway when he got up, and now his anger continued to rush straight to the top of his head, and what he said was not human: "I should be the one who should hide! From the mass grave to the palace of the king of hell to the palace , where is it that you follow me! I'm afraid of you to death, when you're a human being, you don't look like anyone, so please be more serious when you're a ghost!"

Fu Ziqiu let out a "ha": "I almost forgot, confounding black and white, making strong words is the best kung fu of Nexus Immortal Venerable, and his swordsmanship can't compare to it!"

Later, Yan Yun couldn't remember who did it first.

A flash of inspiration flashed in front of him, he hugged the pillar to avoid the flying gravel and green leaves, and cried, "Help! The city gate is on fire, and the fish in the pond will be affected!"

·

After getting up early and having a fight, Gu Zhizhou is now extremely happy, his gloomy mood is swept away, and he sits on the threshold and gnaws pears humming a little tune.

Why sit on the threshold?

Because from the inner room to the outer courtyard, the fight between him and Fu Ziqiu was basically beyond recognition, and there was really no place to stop.

There was a "booming" sound behind him, and another perpetrator had a conscience more than Gu Zhizhou, who had broken the messed-up property and was casting spells to put things back in their place.

Gu Zhizhou sat so short that Yan Yun didn't dare to stand up, so he simply sat down on the ground and gnawed pears with him.

Gu Zhizhou's mouth was full of water, and he pouted his chin: "Where's Qi Wu?"

"Going to the streets." Yan Yun said: "Last night, the imperial city was haunted by ghosts, and the old emperor almost got over it. Now that the whole city is under martial law, he brought his soldiers to the palace to set up an army."

Gu Zhizhou nodded: "Have you reported what happened last night to the Emperor?

"As I said, the old man Tiandi was very worried about us, and said that if there is not enough manpower, he can transfer General Chu down."

Thinking of Chu Cheng's face, Gu Zhizhou almost choked to death with a mouthful of pear juice.He was lying on the threshold coughing, his face flushed, he breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, and said seriously: "Don't let me see that evil star, if you say one more word, I will lose my life."

"Hey, why are you still so stubborn."

Gu Zhizhou didn't say much about eating pears, and felt that there was no one in the world who would deal with him.

Not long after, Qi Wu came back: "The emperor's list is posted outside, and people are recruited into the palace to drive out ghosts."

·

When Gu Zhizhou left the inn, he saw a circle of people in front of him from a long distance away.Only when I got closer did I realize that this group of people were all dressed in strange clothes and looked weird.He dodged two steps, and said in distaste: "In these days, ghost exorcists have to dress like this?"

Gu Zhizhou is used to speaking freely in Jiuchongtian on weekdays, he can say whatever comes to his mind, and he is not afraid of offending others.But it is different in the mortal world, no one here recognizes Mr. Negative Xue, who will give him back face.

The goatee closest to Gu Zhizhou turned his face when he heard this, looked him up and down, and curled his lips contemptuously: "Your Excellency, if you don't understand immortal arts, don't come to join in the fun, be careful not to burn yourself."

In the past 100 years, apart from Fu Ziqiu, has anyone dared to talk to him like this?

Gu Zhizhou was about to rush up and beat him up, but was held back by Yan Yun and Qi Wu.

Yan Yun persuaded: "Lord Xue Xue, don't be impulsive! There is an order from the heavens, you are not allowed to fight with mortals casually!"

After the goatee heard it, he rolled his eyes and came to a conclusion: "The hysteria is too severe, and the disease is not clear."

Seeing this scene, Fu Ziqiu couldn't hold back his laughter, his phoenix eyes were bent again and again, and he teased: "Your immortals, you were too spoiled when you were young, and you have a bad temper and a bad temper. Who really thinks Everyone respects him? They can't beat him, they are afraid of him."

Gu Zhizhou shook off the two people who were pulling him, his face turned red with anger.

"See, you're staring at me, I'm about to die of anger." Fu Ziqiu said indifferently, "It's because I've beaten him before, so I'm not afraid of him."

Gu Zhizhou grabbed Fu Ziqiu's neck fiercely with both hands.

Qi Wu hugged Gu Zhizhou's waist and dragged him back, while Yan Yun grabbed his arm and called mother.

Gu Zhizhou was very annoyed, he didn't care where he was, his body was shaken suddenly, his spiritual power was released, Qi Wu and Yan Yun were both bounced away.

With no restraint left, Gu Zhizhou gritted his teeth and pressed Fu Ziqiu against the stone wall at the entrance of the alley. With both hands exerting strength together, the snow-white neck that was being hooped gradually turned red.

Fu Ziqiu didn't move, but just stared at Gu Zhizhou with interest, seeing him easily ignited by himself, he felt extremely happy.

"Believe it or not, I strangled you to death?"

The two are about the same height and shape, and they look evenly matched.When you get close, you can still see yourself in the eyes of the other person, irritable and irritable, like a madman who has lost his mind.

Fu Ziqiu chuckled, held Gu Zhizhou's wrist with his cold hand, and pressed his fingertips on his pulse, feeling the powerful rhythm coming from there.

It was something they called "life," a sort of signal, proof that one was alive.

"Mr. Negative Xue, I've died a long time ago, you won't forget, right?"

In a word, like a basin of ice water poured from the top of the head.

The anger was extinguished by the biting chill, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained in an instant, and what came screaming was the heartbreak that he couldn't face.

There seemed to be a figure flickering in front of his eyes, Gu Zhizhou looked into Fu Ziqiu's smiling eyes, and saw the never-ending wind and snow there.

On the top of Xuyu Peak, in front of Broken Sword Cliff.

Fu Ziqiu stood there expressionless, letting the violent wind and snow blow and wreak havoc.

Gu Zhizhou's face was calm and self-sufficient, but his eyes were red: "Master's bones are not cold, you are standing here today, can you be worthy of him?"

Fu Ziqiu opened his eyes openly: "I have a clear conscience."

"Okay, you have a clear conscience." Gu Zhizhou nodded: "If you break the sword today, you will never be a member of Jianmen again."

Fu Ziqiu was calm and abnormal: "I have no attachment to the sword gate."

He turned around with the sword in hand, took a few steps forward, and stopped at the cliff, feeling the sword energy of the roaring mountains and tsunami below.

However, Gu Zhizhou panicked, cracks appeared on his calm face, and his whole body was bent at this moment, tearing away his self-esteem thicker than the city wall with his own hands.He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Fu Ziqiu! Get out of here, you and my brother, we will cut it off!"

Fu Ziqiu didn't move, and after a while, he smiled coldly: "Then break it."

After finishing speaking, Fu Ziqiu let go without hesitation, making it too late for people to save him.

The long sword was strangled by Ling Lie's sword intent, and there were bursts of "clang" from the bottom of the cliff, each strike seemed to strike Gu Zhizhou's heart, shattering his self-esteem and pride that he valued more than his fate.

Broken sword and broken love.

From that day on, Gu Zhizhou never had a good night's sleep.

He was cursed, and he was restless every night.

Close your eyes, the sound of knives and swords breaking and cold and decisive words chased and entangled him.

His whole body was torn apart abruptly, and one hand spared no effort to uproot an inseparable part of his life.He is like dew buried in the sea of ​​fire, and like ashes on the top of the waves, sinking and floating in unspeakable pain day and night.

And the name of this spell is "Fu Ziqiu".

·

It was obvious that he was holding the man's throat, why was he the one who couldn't breathe?

The skin under the palm was pale and fragile, and the light blue blood vessels were exposed to the skylight.

But he didn't feel any temperature, this person was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, a cold corpse.

If you want to become a demon, you must kill yourself first.

Fu Ziqiu died 100 years ago.

The one in front of him is a devil tempered by hell.His breath, his heartbeat are but an ugly fig leaf.

He is just a devil who looks exactly like Ah Qiu.

——The cold hand knocked on him and took him away from his life inch by inch.

No more, there is no more Aqiu in this world.

——The palm was loosened stiffly, and the fingertips fell from between his neck.

There is no Mr. Mingzhu, and there is no Fu Ziqiu.

He seemed like a butterfly with broken wings, falling headlong into the cold reality.

He has been alone since a long time ago.

No father, no mother, no master, no younger brother.

nothing left.

Only a false name and a bad temper.

His hand finally hangs down dejectedly, and in the end, he still can't hold on to anything.

He drove everyone away with a mean face.In the hustle and bustle of a person, I miss the past like drinking poison to quench my thirst.

Gu Zhizhou regained his composure amidst the continuous icy cold, and stubbornly guarded his unyielding pride. He said, "Thank you, Lord Mozun, for your reminder, Zhizhou will never be forgotten."

"So good."

Fu Ziqiu straightened the neckline that was messed up by Gu Zhizhou, and walked out of the alley.

As soon as he went out, a few officers and soldiers came up to him, looked past him to Gu Zhizhou behind him, his face was full of joy: "This expert, is he interested in entering the palace to catch ghosts? He has been used by the emperor, and he is guaranteed to have no worries in his future life."

·

In the sedan chair entering the palace, Gu Zhizhou was leaning on the cushion like a master, with his legs crossed, and he was still humming the song from the morning, which was out of tune and a bit unpleasant.

Fu Ziqiu sat on a diagonal line with him, far away, out of sight and out of mind, as if he didn't want to see him.

Only Yan Yun was in high spirits, he pulled up the curtain and looked at it and said: "The world is so lively, the capital of Yu is so prosperous."

Gu Zhizhou thought of something, and said: "Weren't you the number one scholar before you ascended, you have seen it no matter how prosperous it is."

Yan Yun paused while pinching the curtain, and then smiled: "In a country that is about to perish, how can there be such a scene."

His tone suddenly became lighter, and Gu Zhizhou realized that he had said something wrong: "Sorry, I said too much."

Yan Yun was used to being scolded by Gu Zhizhou, and he was flattered to hear his apology for the first time: "If you blame Mr. Xue, those who don't know are not guilty, I don't care."

Qi Wu raised his eyes, and his eyes lightly fell on Yan Yun's face.

Fu Ziqiu was not surprised that Gu Zhizhou had a bad temper because of his bad temper, but if he really found out that he had done something wrong, he would apologize very readily.Except when he was with him, the dead duck had a stubborn mouth, and would not back down even if he was stubborn.

·

It was too much to startle the snake, and the four of them covered up the aura on their bodies one after another.

They were not the only ones selected into the palace, the team was long and mighty.After entering the palace, before seeing Chen Kuang's face, he turned to the Qianqing Hall first.

Chen Kuang's youngest son, the Eighth Prince Chen Liangyu lived in the Hall of Qianqing.

Chen Kuang established the crown prince when he was 40 years old, and now he is almost [-] years old and still dominates the throne and refuses to delegate power.The prince, Chen Jin, is already fifty, and has lived under the majesty of his father all his life, cowering and shrinking, full of economics and knowledge, and his body is not as good as his father's. There is a competition with Chen Kuang who will go to see Yan Luo first The posture of the king.

Chen Kuang was like a mirror in his heart, and he was even more unwilling to hand over the country to him, looking for a new heir to the throne openly and secretly.These Eighth Princes are the most favored princes nowadays. In Chen Kuang's eyes, he is an emperor's talent. He is entrusted with handling all major and minor matters.

In fact, Chen Kuang also has a son, the sixth prince, Chen Puyu, who is two years older than Chen Liangyu, and was originally a candidate for the crown prince.The bad thing is that Chen Puyu was taught by Taifu Qin Zhonghe since childhood, and the two are very close.

At that time, the palace was divided into two factions, one was the Taifu Party led by Qin Zhonghe, and the other was the Prime Minister Party led by Prime Minister Li Gu.The two princes followed different teachers, which changed the fate of their lives.

When Qin Zhonghe asked to be killed, Chen Puyu was a talented person, extremely intelligent.That's why the emperor had to fear him.

As soon as Chen Kuang saw him, he thought of Qin Zhong and those bad things. He was afraid that this son would join the rebels behind his back in plotting to attack his throne, so he would not say anything outright, but secretly distanced himself from him.Up to now, Chen Puyu has fallen like a meteor and is insignificant in the court.

After Yan Yun introduced the situation of the royal family, he turned his face and saw that he had already arrived at the gate of the Qianqing Palace.

Gu Zhizhou finally sat up straight, and said: "So, if Qin Zhonghe was really framed back then, who would benefit the most from taking him down?"

Qi Wudao: "Judging from the situation in the court, the prime minister and the eighth prince benefited the most."

Gu Zhizhou opened the door curtain and got out of the sedan chair, surrounded by many people.

The eighth prince, Chen Liangyu, stood in front of the door with a warm smile on his face, and waited for everyone to gather before saying: "Last night, the palace was haunted by ghosts, which disturbed the emperor's sleep. Therefore, I would like to invite you to come and cast spells to eliminate the evil spirits, and restore the purity of the emperor's old age. This king will definitely reward you a lot.”

Chen Liangyu said: "You are all selected by the officials below from the people, but the space in the palace is limited, and the crowd may disturb the spirit of the father, so please invite everyone here first, and then we will do a simple screening." , He ordered someone to send a stack of yellow spells: "This king got it by chance. It is said that a capable person drives the visible wonders, and the ones in the temple are about to fall to ashes. Today is just a good time to invite all the masters to give you a hand." Try it, and those who can perform miracles will follow me into the palace to face the saint."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of discussion below.

Gu Zhizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, but couldn't see the spell on the yellow talisman clearly.

But Fu Ziqiu whispered in his ear: "It's the curse of calling wind and rain."

Gu Zhizhou glanced at him, then quickly looked away.

At this time, some people were already eager to try, and there was no reaction at all after a dozen of messy moves.

Chen Liangyu always kept a polite smile, even if he failed, he still asked the palace servants to give him an ingot of gold, which was a big deal.

After a while, it was Gu Zhizhou's turn.

To him, this thing is like a child's play, he can call the wind and call the rain without a talisman.

A little bit of pearl light shines from the tip of the finger, walks through the lines of the spell, and draws a complete set of spells: "The wind rises."

Following his words, strong winds blew up on the flat ground, gravel rolled, and branches and leaves flew across.

Those ordinary people around had never seen such a scene before, and they exclaimed again and again.

Gu Zhizhou closed as soon as he saw it was good, and he closed neatly: "Shut up." Immediately, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the earth returned to its original state.

Chen Liangyu looked at Gu Zhizhou with bright eyes, and praised: "Your Excellency is a good spell." He stretched his sleeves back: "Please come inside."

Gu Zhizhou walked in, followed by three people.

Chen Liangyu stopped him again: "Master, who are these people?"

Gu Zhizhou thought about his choice of words, and said, "The apprentice you have accepted will help me."

Chen Liangyu showed embarrassment: "There are too many of you, and it may be inconvenient. Master, can you choose one of you to enter the palace with you?"

"Can the four of us go together?" Gu Zhizhou threatened, "If not, I won't go."

Unexpectedly, Chen Liangyu didn't accept his trick at all: "In this case, I have no choice but to ask the master to go back."

As he spoke, he called the palace servants to give them money.

Gu Zhizhou's eyes widened in shock, and he quickly changed his words: "Hey, hey, bring one... Let me think about it..."

He looked at the three in front of him.

Yan Yun had the lowest spiritual power, and he was the first to rule out the one who was slowing down without panting.

Qi Wu can be regarded as a powerful helper, but this person is very serious and rigid.

The other one didn't look at him, but the natural expression of "If I don't choose who I choose" on his face was almost overflowing.

Gu Zhizhou was so annoying, he hesitated between being pissed off and being dragged to death.

In the end, he grabbed Fu Ziqiu's wide belt like he was giving up on himself, and he was carried directly in front of someone.

Since they are all "dead", why not find the most capable one.

"I've chosen, take this!"