Being hunted down as soon as you pass through

Fu Changge only felt that his eyes were colorful and flying, like an illusory dream.First, the eyes were full of red, and from behind the red came out many bizarre colors, flashing a charming and strange halo, dangling and dangling in front of Fu Changge's eyes, making him almost addicted to it,

Fu Changge doesn't know if he will be addicted to it, but at the moment he feels very tired, he just wants to immerse himself in those gorgeous and beautiful ones - he doesn't even know if they can be called beautiful, those spinning, weird Inside, colorful light and shadow.

Fu Changge suddenly felt that these places were very familiar. Those lights and those colorful lights made him feel very yearning. He stretched out his hand forward, wanting to touch the beautiful halo.

"A Pan..." Fu Changge whispered softly, "A Pan..."

This call made Fu Changge wake up suddenly from the light and shadow, and then he slammed a mouthful of blood on the ground in front of his eyes.

Fu Changge woke up, and realized that he seemed to have entered a illusory mood, and then he blinked, only to see a figure in front of him.Fu Changge will look forward vigorously - that figure from the back seems a little familiar, indeed, very familiar.

"I've seen this person...but...when did I meet..." Just as Fu Changge was thinking about this question, the man turned around, and Fu Changge's problem was easily solved.

"...The day before yesterday! Yes, it was the night before yesterday. He was the one talking to the man in gray under the cherry tree."

Fu Changge clenched the straight knife in his hand as hard as he could, and tried to stand up with the knife on the ground.In any case, he knew he would never want to kneel down and talk to someone.It's a pity that Fu Changge used his strength several times, but it was all in vain.

"Hey, Fu Daxia...Should I call you Fu Daxia or Fu Shaoxia? I don't think you are very old?" Fu Changge heard the laughter of the person in front of him, and then the man turned around with a very strange expression. With a slight movement of his fingers, Fu Changge felt a huge pressure coming from his shoulders, forcing him to put aside the knife and support himself with his right hand, so as not to be pressed to the ground.

"What should I call you? I remember...your name is Fu Changge?" The man in front of him laughed again. This middle-aged man was still wearing the same off-white robe as the day before.In the haze, Fu Changge couldn't see this figure clearly. He only saw that person approaching him, waved his hand, and then made a small gesture with his fingers, and the weight on his shoulders deepened.

Fu Changge finally realized that something was wrong - no, not just something, from the moment he pushed the door, everything was wrong.

"You, are, who..." Fu Changge almost squeezed out these three words from his throat, the voice was so hoarse as if wood and stone were rubbing together, Fu Changge couldn't believe it when he heard it, "Tell me... you Who is it?" Fu Changge tried his best to raise his head, staring straight at the middle-aged man——

"--what are you up to?"

"Oh? Fu Daxia, let's call you Fu Daxia." The man was still struggling with the question of Fu Changge's title, "Who am I?" Fu Changge heard the middle-aged man's deep laughter again.

"Fu Daxia, you should save some energy. Hmm...you are very tired and need to rest for a while." Fu Changge couldn't see clearly in the haze of smoke, but he only felt that the smile in these words made his hair stand on end.

"Who am I?" The man pressed his fingers down a little, and Fu Changge finally couldn't support his body. He suddenly fell to the ground, his left shoulder hit the ground heavily, and fell into the pool of blood he spit out , which made Fu Changge almost unable to hear what the person in front of him said, and could only catch a few words in the blur.

"...Fu Daxia, um, it's better to call you Daxia to make you more comfortable...You can call me Ding Wu...Maybe you don't know me, which is normal, after all, we have never met..."

"...but...you must have heard of my other name...Many people would like to call me Ding Luchow..."

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Ding Lu cooking.

Before hearing the name of these three characters, Fu Changge was able to separate his thoughts and dismiss the words of the person in front of him. After all, there are very few people in this world who can leave a name after 100 years.

But when the three words Ding Luchui came out of the middle-aged man in front of him, Fu Changge was in a trance for the name—"It's really famous." Fu Changge sighed secretly.

100 years, 200 years... I don't know how long it will take to prevent this name, people and things related to this name from being discussed in the chats of later generations, and people are arguing about this kind of citation.

Ding Luchui, a legendary figure, is a rare genius in the literary world of Chu, and even a powerful and powerful official in the court of Chu.He worshiped the prime minister when he was young, and he sat on the prime minister for decades.If it hadn't been for the death of Ding Luchui due to illness in the tenth year of Duanhe, the political affairs of the Great Chu Kingdom would probably have to be held by Ding Luchow for another few decades.

"Wait...Ten years of Duanhe." Fu Changge suddenly realized something, and then he came back to react - this year is the 13th year of Duanhe.

"Who the hell are you?" Fu Changge felt that he had been fooled, and felt unbelievable. He looked at the tall middle-aged man again, and asked with gritted teeth, "Who the hell are you? He died years ago. Could it be that the person standing in front of me is a dead person?"

Unexpectedly, when Fu Changge asked the question, the man laughed, "From Ding Luzheng's point of view, I am indeed dead. But I am indeed alive now, and I am indeed Ding Luzheng. According to your words Say, probably died once."

"But I'm more curious about you. You should stop worrying about my problems. I don't think there are many people in this world who don't know about Ding Luchui. It seems that you are very familiar with Fu Daxia. But you..."

"Fu Daxia, I call you Fu Daxia, but I don't know if you are really a hero. After all, it is about your past... Hey, I forgot about that. Do you have any past?"

Fu Changge regained his composure, and the string in his heart was lifted.

"Everything about your past started three months ago - since you appeared on Bihua Mountain three months ago. When you appeared, I was not surprised at all, and I didn't even notice you After all, there are too many people in this world who hide their names, come and go, appear suddenly and disappear suddenly."

"However, there is still another interesting thing about you." The middle-aged man shook his head, and took two steps closer to Fu Changge, "Fu Daxia, we might as well talk about the fragrance-seeking Gu on you. After all, this is an untold secret of the Great Chu royal family."