Donglin [Quick Travel]

楚非

"Chu Fei" died, died in the morning when Chu Fei woke up, and died in the morning when Dong Lin left, silently, no one knew, no one remembered.

"Who are you?" The surroundings were dark and empty, and the sound of Chu Fei's footsteps seemed very abrupt.For a long time, he felt that something was affecting his thoughts, and there was no sign of it in normal times, but when he met the boy he brought back, the boy who was originally his nephew, he seemed a little different, more than once , when looking at Dong Lin, his face was obviously very strange but inexplicably familiar, not only that, he was actually two people in the eyes of others during the day and night.

"I am you."

A man's voice came, although it had a serious ethereal feeling, but it was extremely familiar.

Chu Fei frowned, he didn't believe what the man said, but he felt deeply uneasy in his heart.

"Who the hell are you? Stop playing around in circles. I know you exist only for Donglin."

"I am you, or, I am the devil in your heart."

Chu Fei raised his head and looked towards the direction where the voice came from, where there was a large black mist, "I don't believe in God."

The sound of leather shoes rubbing against the ground came from far and near, "I said, I am you, and my thoughts are your thoughts. Why don't you dare to admit your heart."

From the direction where the voice came from, a man in a black suit walked slowly. Chu Fei couldn't help shrinking his pupils, they were exactly the same, but that man's face had a hint of evil, and he was more handsome, not like ordinary people.

"What, I don't understand what you mean."

The man shook his head, looking very helpless, "Chu Fei, you fell in love with him, just like me, just like me many years ago."

"Who?" Chu Fei asked again. Although he had the answer in his heart, he still refused to believe it. It was really ridiculous, and he didn't look like he should be at all.

The man seemed to be looking down at him with compassion. Although the two were looking at the same line of sight, Chu Fei felt that the other was looking down on him, with the identity of a returnee, "You should remember, I used to be like you, when I was young Waiting for warmth, the Chu family is a huge quagmire, everyone is watching you sink, but no one is helping you..." Chu Fei disapproved, but did not refute, he hated such a situation Feeling, hate this kind of feeling that someone can see his heart clearly, but it's not rejection, maybe he thinks they are the same person in his heart.

"Then why did you become like this?"

The man was silent, looking down as if he was thinking about something, "For a person, a person I can't forget." He covered his forehead with a painful expression, "I want to forget him, but he is like a curse , is tightly entangled with my life, I can't escape, I can't get rid of it."

He felt the pain of a man, the faint pain in his heart, that man, maybe it was himself, his despair of being isolated, his secret movement of being cared for, the anger of being betrayed, the madness of longing for a foreign country alone, all were real. I can really feel it, but what comes with these strong emotions is a kind of sudden, like a sudden epiphany, maybe there is really God's will in the dark, no matter how deep the entanglement is, it will eventually be untied One day, if this is the case, why bother to bind yourself.

"If it were me, I would choose to let go." Chu Fei rubbed his forehead, the massive amount of information hitting his mind just now made him a little confused, "Chu Fei, you should know your own destiny, mine, and Xiao Xun Yes, after all, we can't have a result."

Shui Linger

My name is Shui Ling, the only son of Prime Minister Shui, the... queen of Mu.People in the world say that my mother respects the world and manages Mu Zigao and the entire harem in an orderly manner. They don't know that I originally thought that my life would be like that of an ordinary man, taking only one scoop of three thousand weak waters and marrying a bright and intelligent woman However, when I was five years old, a wandering Taoist priest made a fortune teller for me, "If I am a woman, I will be the mother of the world; if I am a man, I will be deformed for the rest of my life. .”

At that time, my young self asked naively: "Father, will Ling'er be a woman in the future?" At that time, I still couldn't see through the sadness that could not be concealed on my father's elegant and gentle face.

So she became the prime minister's only daughter, the number one beauty in the Mu country, Shui Ling'er, and there is no Shui Ling'er in the world.

As a woman, you have to take on the duties of a woman, marry, have children, and manage family affairs. Even if you are a queen, you can't change this. When Mu Zigao came to pay a visit to Prime Minister Shui, he hid behind the screen. Mu Zigao walked around the screen to welcome her out. He still remembered his gentle smile at that time, which made him dazed. His father asked him agreed when.

The life after marriage was very peaceful. Mu Zigao had never touched him, so he must have known that he was a man, and he finally sobered up, knowing what kind of responsibilities he should shoulder, but one day, a petal finally touched the water , there are little ripples, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, I want to be calm but I don't want to, the dark guard who saved him, Mu Zigao called him Ying Shishi, luckily, he remembers the smell on him, so he won't admit his mistake people.

Mu Zigao did not abolish his queen position, Mu Zigao never entered his bedroom again, Mu Zigao woke up in the bed of different beauties every day, Mu Zigao never met a person like Yingshi A hidden guard who is so useful, and he is no longer tempted by anyone.

"It's enough for me to have you." Amidst the flickering candlelight, Shui Ling looked gentle, carefully put the spiritual tablet into the cabinet, locked it, and fell into a deep sleep with a smile on his lips.

穆登

Mu State was not originally called Mu State, but Mu, a nomadic tribe that cannot be called a state.

At that time, Muden was still the son of the leader. He only knew how to hunt and herd horses. He was known as the most fearless warrior of the nomads. The young Muden didn't know what a country was, and he didn't know politics. Shang Gong Da Sikong predicted with a piece of paper that he would become the king of destroying the country and opening up the frontier.So overnight, Muden, who once thought of becoming the most powerful warrior and marrying the most beautiful shepherdess, became the hunted one.The country is ruined and the family is ruined. He fled in a hurry, so there is no hatred in his heart.

The blood-stained earth, the sky burned by fire, the severed skull and broken limbs, and the fragmented bones became the last scene before he fell into a coma.Thinking about it now, it still seems like a dream.

I escaped to a cave under the protection of the only remaining guards, and that person came slowly through the narrow corridor like this. He seemed to have abandoned the light and approached the darkness, until when he walked in front of him, he I still couldn't see his face clearly, if it wasn't for that sentence, "Then, take it back," maybe there would be no such person as Mu Deng in this world.

Muden didn't expect that he would give up his hatred so easily, so easily and unreservedly, he would regard him as a god.He didn't expect that the boy would disappear so easily, just like he couldn't keep his own country, he still couldn't keep the boy.Someone told him that those who achieve great things must experience the unbearable pain of ordinary people in the world, how ridiculous, and that person was the one who predicted that he would become the king of the frontier, the most intimate and most admired Da Sikong in this young man's life.

The young man died, and Qingyue held his body and stood at the door of her bedroom for a long time, until someone found out that the Lord of Wushang Palace, who had always looked down on the young man the most, seemed to have lost his soul, staring at him in a daze. Everyone took his body from him. During the funeral, it was heard that he was drunk alone for three days and three nights, while he knelt in front of his tomb for three days. Just murmured; "Master, Beihai is lonely and cold, the dumb slave shouldn't let you go alone...

Master, you said that you are the master, you just want to protect your servants, dumb slaves are useless, I will find you in the next life, let you protect...

Master, your favorite Shaoxing wine from the south of the Yangtze River is bought by the dumb slaves every year and poured on your grave...

Master, Miss Jiaojiao is gone, I heard that she has returned to Wuya Valley...

master, master...

For three days and three nights, he stared at the boy's tombstone for a long time, unable to believe that he had become like this, and finally he dug out the boy's body, Qingyue stood in front of him, and the two looked at each other for a long time, Qingyue's face is like a monster, but at this time she is a little embarrassed, he said with thin lips: "I will help you build a country, let's make a deal."

One year before the demise of the great country, the remnants of the Mu country recruited soldiers and horses, and Wushang Gong, a supernatural faction in the world, helped them to overthrow the old country in one fell swoop, and established the Mu country, named Mu.

In the spring 13 years later, Wushang Palace's reputation has faded, and the Refining Hall built a mausoleum for Mu Deng, while Mu Deng searched for immortals and asked for medicine, and vigorously summoned Taoist priests to visit immortals.

"Your Majesty, these are all alchemists from outside the region."

"En." At this time, Muden was already a little old, with a strand of white hair on his temples, "Have you ever been ready?"

A Taoist priest wearing a blue Taoist robe stepped forward, "Your Majesty, we have already counted ten days, and half a month later, the night of the full moon is the most cloudy time in a century, and it is the most suitable time to raise corpses."

"Well, have you ever found a suitable place."

"This." Everyone looked at each other in unison, "Beihai is the best, but now, Beihai is not under the control of the Mu Kingdom. If we want to build a cemetery in Beihai, I am afraid it will take a lot of time, and it will inevitably be delayed."

Thirteen years later, in the spring, Mrs. Mu/ancestor took the whole country's strength to capture Beihai within ten days.

There are legends in the world that Mu Deng, the founding emperor of the Mu Kingdom, who was known as Mu Tai/Zu in history, once left a huge treasure. Before he died, he had handed over the location of the treasure, the organ and the key to his most trusted subordinates. Time has passed, and except for the family of Prime Minister Shui who holds the key, the other two families are nowhere to be found. The world is not only envious of a large amount of treasure, but also a shocking secret left by him.

According to legend, the dead cannot be resurrected...

But after the death of Mu Tai/Zu's beloved one year ago, he once summoned a large number of wandering Taoist priests, outdoor masters, and eminent monks. As long as it is related to this, Mu Deng will spare no expense.

Until his death, the method of resurrection was still unclear.It is so difficult to change fate against the sky, he only found an incomplete method, using this method, the manpower and material resources were huge, and at that time Mu Tai/Zu was already old and frail, and he no longer had the strength to fight.

Muden was lying on the dragon bed with his cloudy old eyes open. At this time, he was very old, and there was only a single inextinguishable flame in his eyes. He was panting heavily, as if he was fighting against the god of death, but he was still unwilling in the end. He closed his eyes, only his heavy breathing remained in the empty bedroom.

In the dream, he walked through the peach forest full of flowers, and finally saw his boy. The boy was lying alone on a flower branch, his clothes were in the wind, and the scorching peach blossoms became much gentler. The boy turned his head to look at him, and his eyes were misty and rainy Hazy seemed to be three points drunk, he stretched out his hand to him, and called out in a hoarse voice; "Mute slave."

With a slight emotion in his heart, he held the young man's hand and placed a pious kiss on it, "Master, the dumb slave finally saw you, this time, I will never let you go."

A generation of founding emperors died, and died in his bedroom. According to the old eunuch, Mu Tai/Zu looked peaceful before he died, and even stretched out a hand to grab something...