Twilight War

04

Huayin wilderness.

White mist steamed up from the ground mixed with silver Kuafu's blood, like a huge herd of beasts sleeping under the ground, breathing in the soil layer.

The white soul-calling banners are dangling between the sky and the earth. There are too many dead people, and it is not even known whose souls are being summoned.

The mist is mixed with the soul-calling flags, and the vast expanse of whiteness is as vast as the rime of the sky.

The yellow paper money fell into the pit, and the residue stained with Kuafu's blood burned.

The fire went out and burned like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Fire burns on the dead, but no one cares.They seem to be becoming numb to death, or learning to be numb.

Gray and silver mixed ore soil was smeared on the dark brown rough skin of the old man and the dead.

Girls in Tibetan skirts walked through the hungry and cold crowd.

Those people stretched out rough hands to her, traces of silver-white slag on them.They bowed down to the girl as if they were bowing to Guanyin.

Whispering unintelligible scriptures in their mouths, they regard the girl as their salvation.

Fenrir sat on the mine with a knife in his arms, and a red ribbon was tied at the end of his hair, rising and falling with hundreds of white spirit-calling banners between the sky and the earth.

The girl came up to Fenrir.

Those people have left her, but still kneel down and beg.

"They call you a saint?"

Fenrir looked at Hale sarcastically and asked.

"I gave them hope and real life." Hull took off the jewelry on the Tibetan clothes, which were a few animal teeth and ugly jade.

"Alive? Live as if you've never lived?"

Fenrir sneered.

"And that's not giving, it's an exchange. It's just that they don't know what they are giving." Fenrir turned back to look at the lonely people in the vast wilderness.

"Will Utgarde really be in such a place?" asked Fenrir.

"Many people have seen the black giant here, and they say it's Xingtian or Kuafu. But that thing should be called Utgarde," Hull said.

"Shouldn't Utgarde be as huge as a mountain?" asked Fenrir.

"That's just its form in winter, and in the other three seasons it should be a little taller than ordinary humans. It sleeps in the mountains and rivers in other seasons, sleeping like a cicada in a cicada shell. Waking up on the first snow day, and turning into a mountain giant."

"When it appears, beasts gather at its wailing, and it brings disaster and death."

Hull's tone is like distant poetry, and the mountainous giant walks through the long bard.

"Father is coming back." Hull watched the jewelry in his hand fluttering in the wind.

"It has nothing to do with me, all I do is for you." Fenrir said.

"Juyongguan, the child who cried and refused to close the gate is obviously you." Hull said without expression.

The boy who wailed between heaven and earth when the gate of the kingdom of the dead closed, shouted, why.At least let me see him.At least let me meet him!

"I'm just sad that we've done so much for nothing," Fenrir said grimly.

"It's okay, father is coming back, this time it's real." Hull put the jewelry back on his neck.

The yellow paper money that was blown to their feet burned quietly, like a large piece of Bana flowers blooming.

The old man in the distance picked up black and silver mixed ore soil from the ground, and prayed scriptures on his forehead.

05

The main hall of Zhenyuxuan.

The light shines on the well-ground pine spring ink like the black tide under the moon.

Huangxuanjin was wearing a scarlet brocade robe and holding a bamboo brush with a rabbit pen, wrote a few fragmentary words on the white rice paper.

Vehipel sat beside the boy in a silver silk python robe, "What are you looking at?"

Huangxuanjin looked up at Vichypel, and the silver silk robe of Donghuang was worn by him with a sense of beauty.

"County Chronicles of Huayin." He handed the paper to Wisipel.

"Your Highness should know what the silver of the great abyss is." He said.

Wisipel nodded, his silver hair looked like a piece of soft silk under the light, Huangxuan Jin leaned over and rested on Wisipel's shoulder.

"Huayin has so many silver mines of the giant abyss, so it is self-evident what happened in this land back then."

"I always wanted to find some clues from the county annals of Juyongguan, but now it seems that I was wrong."

"In the 16th year of Kaiyang, all kinds of beasts ravaged and ran wild." He read the text in the county chronicle, "This text is also in the history books. I read it when I was young, but I thought the beasts recorded here were just ordinary. They are just beasts. There are detailed descriptions of these beasts in the Huayin county annals, some with eyes on their backs, some with bodies like molten iron, six-legged and winged."

"It seems that what was rampant in Kaiyang for 16 years was not ordinary beasts, but ancient beasts." Huang Xuanjin drew circles on the white paper with a rabbit pen.

"And what's more coincidental is another thing." Huang Xuanjin said.

"What?" "The jade talisman of the Huangxuan family." Huangxuan Jin drew the jade talisman on the paper, "The jade talisman of the Huangxuan family didn't exist from the beginning. It can be seen, but the first record of jade talismans appearing was after the Kaiyang period."

"However, there are very few records about the Kaiyang period in the history books. At that time, Huangxuan Xilian took her two sons and daughters to Chang'an, but her son Huangxuan Chishou died of illness in Chang'an. Later, Huangxuan Xilian regarded Chang'an as a sad place, I have never been to Chang'an except to send my daughter Huangxuan Xishun to marry the ninth son of the emperor."

"Xi Shun? This name...is auspicious." Wihipel said with a chuckle.

"The daughters of the Huangxuan family are born to enjoy wealth and joy, so it is good to kill bloody men in front of them." Huangxuan Jin said with a smile.

The daughter of the Huangxuan family should be carved into Chang'an with a bouquet of flowers, and she should use a hundred dendrobium pearls as a dowry.When it is the breeze and the moon, nothing will change.

"It seems that I have to go to Huayin no matter what." Huang Xuanjin put the pen on the pen mountain.

"There are still fifty places for me in the Hall of Valor." Huang Xuanjin looked back at Wisipel and said.

"what?"

"I'm going to send fifty Donghuang children to the Hall of Valor."

"Why bother, I'll send you a dozen mechanics from the Shenyue Mechanical Alchemy Institute," Wihipel said.

"It would be best if possible, but I still want a list of fifty Halls of Valor." Huangxuanjin looked into Vehipel's eyes.

"Okay," Vichypel said.

"Thirty will be sent to the Mechanical Department. I will write a letter to Devon and ask him to keep an eye on them and see who dares to bully them. You can make arrangements for the rest." He hooked Vehipel's On the neck, a pair of peach blossom eyes are shining.

"Tell me, you still want to find something from me." Wihipel asked.

"I'll think about it again, and I'll talk to you when I think about it." Huang Xuanjin said aggressively, entrusting himself into Vehipel's arms while talking.

Wisipel looked at the swaying sycamore tree in the shadow of the moon outside the window, "You are now the Shenhuang General of Donghuang, and you really want to hide the truth about the Battle of Juyongguan back then."

He had never mentioned that war with the boy before, and he was afraid that the boy would be hurt.

But he finally wanted to ask.

"Otherwise, how about issuing an imperial edict to tell everything that happened back then? Then proclaim yourself the minister of Donghuang to save the country?" Huang Xuanjin smiled as if he felt ironic.

"The living get glory, and the dead get only death." His tone lowered, sounding a little sad. "You don't want to exchange the lives of 20 people in Juyongguan for your glory, so you let that battle become your shame, and let the world scold you for them?" Vichypel still looked out of the window with blue eyes. It's like being frozen for thousands of miles.

That young man, he carried the surname of Huangxuan on his back, and he also carried 20 tombs from Juyongguan.

"Emperor Chang Geng, that bastard is quite loyal. He only judged me as a traitor, and the others still treated him like a national scholar. That's enough." Huangxuan Jin dipped his fingertips in black tide-like ink, and tapped on On the table, point on white paper.Stained finger marks everywhere.

"Furthermore, do you want people in the world to know that today's imperial court has used 20 people to sacrifice to vain gods? And then nothing has been obtained." The young man said, "Wouldn't that be even more chaotic. Compared with The common people are more willing to accept a traitorous young master."

"There are always people who want to stand in the dark, and I would like to use this as the very dark border of Donghuang." He looked at the swaying tree shadows outside the window.

Someone has to do the dirtiest and darkest work, let him do it, he can still guard the darkest bottom line of this country.

"If anyone is darker than me, just kill him."

He wiped his ink-stained fingertips on the nanmu table, like mountains and mountains.

"People in Donghuang say that good people are rewarded with good things. If you make others think of you as a bad person like this, no matter how many good things you do, you will not be rewarded with good things." Wihipel turned his head and looked at the boy.

Wearing a silver robe, Vichypel hugged the young man between his legs, letting the young man's scarlet brocade robe hang down on his lap.

Huang Xuanjin pursed his lips and shook his head, "I don't ask for good rewards, I don't even ask for good death."

He smiled idiotically, and his scarlet brocade robe was piled up, gorgeous and decadent.

After laughing enough, he looked up at the phoenix pattern carved on the beam, and the candlelight fell in his eyes.

06

The sky light shines on the floor of Zhenyu Pavilion from the window of the pavilion, and ancient books are spread out on the ground, Huangxuan Jin leans barefoot on the ground, flipping through those books casually.

Wisipel brought over a small bowl, Huangxuan Jin took it with a frown, and drank it one mouthful at a time.

"What are you flipping over?"

"I told you yesterday, Huayin." Huangxuanjin stood up and shook the books, "If there were really beasts in the Kaiyang period, I don't believe that the Huangxuan family didn't get involved. Read carefully You might be able to find their diaries or handwritten letters if you look through them."

"If there was one, it would have been hundreds of years ago," Wihipel said.

"Master Zhou, please see me." Lan Xie pushed open the door and said at the door.

"What is he here for?" Huang Xuanjin frowned and raised his head to ask.

"Young Master Si needs to reconcile the account books today, but it's too early." Lan Xie said.

"Let him come in, you can't stand at the door anyway." Huang Xuanjin cleaned the blood in the bowl in one gulp, and then handed the small cup to Vichypel.

"Greetings, General." Zhou Chushen saluted lightly, Huang Xuanjin nodded, and continued to look at the books spread all over the floor.

Zhou Chushen took a seat in front of the case. Huang Xuanjin forgot to put away the piece of paper that Huang Xuanjin had sketched yesterday. Zhou Chushen looked down at the piece of paper.

"Does the general want to know about the Huayin Underground Palace?" Zhou Chushen asked.

"Huayin Underground Palace?" Huang Xuanjin raised his head.

"During the past few hundred years in Dachen, many institutions have been established and spent, and the documents left by those institutions that have long been abandoned have either been destroyed or kept in Santai Pavilion. In the past few years, Santai Pavilion was flooded. My father rescued some sealed documents and temporarily stored them at home, and I read some of them as idle books when I was young."

"I saw that the strange beasts painted on this paper are somewhat similar to those drawn in the sealed documents of the Qiankun Academy. The Huayin Underground Palace was mentioned in that document, but it was not detailed."

"Does your father still leave those documents at home?" Huang Xuanjin asked hastily.

"My father has passed away." Zhou Chushen said.

"Offended, offended." Huang Xuanjin said, "The document is still at your house."

"It's there, but it's so damaged that it's hard to read the characters," Zhou Chushen said.

"Bring it here, this matter is related to the country!" Huang Xuanjin said.

"I'm going." Zhou Chushen said suddenly.

Huang Xuanjin frowned, "Are you kidding me? Don't mess around."

"I have learned the art of geomancy." Zhou Chushen said stubbornly.

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