Twilight War

03

"Master Bug is still very good, she's just too vigilant." The bronze ghost walked on the copper cable bridge and said, "After all, Young Master Chishou...it's really a pity."

"Back then, Master Huangxuan Xilian took his two children to Chang'an, which was a real shock to Chang'an! Everyone was talking about which prince Miss Xishun would choose, and the officials in the court secretly guessed that Xishun Miss Xishun's thoughts, I'm afraid I'm on the wrong team. The streets and alleys of Chang'an seem to want to choose a suitable husband for Miss Xishun. They talk about the appearance, mother's family, talents and virtues of each prince, and Miss Xishun's natal family Same."

It's obviously just a young girl's mind, but it controls the situation of the entire court.

But the girl rolled up the brocade curtain of the carriage, and she didn't even understand what love between a man and a woman is.

"Of course, there are some young masters in Beijing who are arrogant about their looks and talents, and want to win the favor of Miss Xishun. It is said that at the main banquet of the Huangxuan family in Zhenyuxuan, some people bribed the eunuchs and threw portraits and poems from outside the wall. "The Bronze Ghost has a funny expression, like a storyteller.

A silver undercurrent surges under the copper cable bridge.

"Sir Huangxuan is really a great beauty. Although she is a bit stupid, she is dressed in purple and can be said to be gorgeous. Miss Xishun is also a little beauty. She is carved with pink jade. I dare not look at it too much. I see it."

"Boss, why do you think you don't have a younger sister?" Belly Snake said with a teasing smile.

The bronze ghost stood in front of a huge bronze door, then bowed to the right.

"Master Jhin has to go the road ahead by himself. As a soul-suppressing spirit, I can't leave Beast Park." The bronze ghost said, "All the bronze-suppressing beasts here will be like entering a furnace as long as they get close to the sword mound."

Huang Xuanjin raised his head and looked at the banquet of the gods on the bronze door.Cinnamon wine and pepper paste to welcome the gods.The hall is full of fragrance and beauty, and the five sounds are complex.

"Bronze ghost, I have something to ask you."

"Young Master Jin will do as you please." The bronze ghost bowed respectfully.

"Isn't the young master Chishou the bronze phoenix master?" He was still looking at the strict and gorgeous relief on the bronze door.

The bronze ghost's movements seemed to be a little stagnant, even though it was only a bronze statue.

Huang Xuanjin turned his head to look at the bronze ghost, "I once heard that there was a bronze phoenix master in the Huangxuan family, whose blood could revive bronze and descend the gods. But I have searched through the ancestral records of the Huangxuan family, but I have not found any patriarch who is similar to this phoenix. The rumors match."

"I only found a sentence in "Jiuxuan Miscellaneous Notes"-The Lord of the Qingtong Phoenix casts the Ming Palace to seal the souls of all beasts. There are sacred trees, thousands of soldiers and horses, and the deep river is like silver."

"This bronze phoenix master is probably the Chishou young master."

"Yes." The bronze ghost clasped his hands, "Everything here has his blood."

At that moment his expression was no longer vivid and funny.

The once lively and brave young man of the Huangxuan family was named the Bronze Phoenix Lord.He should have become a hero, but now he can only scribble a sentence in the history books that he died of illness in Chang'an.

"His accompanying sword is also named Bronze Phoenix Lord, but that sword cannot be returned to the sword mound after all." Bronze Ghost said with a sigh.

"There is also a bone soul flute beside him, which can summon the souls of gods and beasts." Huang Xuanjin said.

The bronze ghost nodded slowly.

"I came here for the bone soul flute." Huang Xuanjin said.

The bronze ghost looked up at the young man, his eyes were a little astonished.

Realizing that he was a little abrupt, he immediately lowered his head, but the figure of the boy was still in front of him.

Red official clothes, with a long sword at the waist.

The bronze ghost sighed for a long time, and finally he said: "I think Young Master Chishou doesn't want his bone soul flute to be buried here forever."

"I have only been to the Sword Tomb once. There is a soul lamp there. If you drip blood into the soul lamp, I have no way of guaranteeing what will happen next."

After saying this, he saluted the young man very seriously. This time, his movements did not show any humbleness or obscenity, just like an ancient bronze worship statue.

Then get up and leave slowly along the copper cable bridge.

Huang Xuanjin pressed his fingers against the huge bronze door, blood from his fingertips dripped down along the engraved marks.

The giant door opened slowly in front of them, as if pushed open by a young man with his fingers.

The red silk is flying all over the sky, and the red silk is written with solemn words of welcoming the gods in green and gold ink. The wind blows, like the flags moving when the gods descend.

At that moment, it seemed that witches were singing witch spirit songs on the altar, and they held oxtail feather fans in their hands.

——The body is dead and the spirit is alive, and the soul is resolute and the ghost is the hero.

But he blinked again, and those dancing witches disappeared, only countless red silks were floating in the Gods Sacrifice.

"What do you want the bone soul flute to do?" Vehipel asked beside him.

"Calling the soul, calling the heart has an unwilling soul." Huang Xuanjin said.

He walked through the sky full of red silk hanging from the bright hall, and those red silks were tied with copper bells, and the wind blew past like witches dancing together.

Sitting on top of the bright hall is the long-dead teacher of Wu Xian, wearing a feather robe.

Huangxuan Jin half-kneeled in front of him, and he thought of the soul of the master Wu Xian who wrote on his palm in the bright hall of Jinling.

He stretched out his hand to hold Master Wuxian's hand, which had long since withered into yellow bones, and in his hand was a piece of Xuanhuang.

Those are the six vessels used for sacrificial offerings, Xuanhuang Li north, the north belongs to water, and the color of water is black.

"There doesn't seem to be anything here." Zhou Chushen looked at the fluttering red silk, "Compared with beasts, gods are indeed a little boring."

"That's because there are some things you can't see." Huang Xuanjin walked to him and said.

"For example?" Zhou Chushen asked.

"All the people welcoming the gods, the dancing witches, and the songs they sang together."

"How does General Huangxuan want to get to Jianzhong?" Zhou Chushen asked.

Huangxuan Jin lifted up the red silk by his side, and looked at the high platform separated by thousands of feet of Shuoduyuan. There were twelve copper cables connected to the three surrounding sacrificial places on the high platform, only two ends could be seen, and the middle sank into the water .

"There are a total of twelve copper cables, and each copper cable is divided into two strands. Among them, one of the copper cables here and the Soul Lantern Festival has a drooping degree than the others. The two copper cables should be It’s a cable bridge. It should have been passable when it was built before, but now it’s been flooded with Kuafu’s blood.”

"The Eye of Returning to the Ruins." Zhou Chushen said suddenly: "The official document I got said that the Eye of Returning to the Ruins was built in the Huayin Underground Palace. As long as the Eye of Returning to the Ruins is removed, the water will flow into the ruins, and the cable bridge will naturally open up." can appear."

"Then do you know where the Eye of Return to the Ruins is?" Huang Xuanjin asked.

"I've seen the situation of the boundary water here, so I can only rely on the art of geomantic omen to try it out," Zhou Chushen said.

"There should be mountain caves under the gods' shrine." Zhou Chushen said.

The edge of the Gods' Sacrifice is different from the Beast Garden. It is a staircase that spirals downward until it enters the abyss, like a stepping ladder to the Lingtai.

It's just that the more you want to go down the ladder, the more it retracts inward, and you can't see the situation below from here.

"Let me and Mr. Zhou go down first." Huang Xuanjin said.

Zhou Chushen nodded.

The two of them descended slowly along the steps, and sure enough they saw the inward concave cave, Huangxuan Jin raised his clothes and lowered his body to enter.Among them, there are ravines like ant nests.

Zhou Chushen took out a compass from nowhere, and Huang Xuanjin wiped the fire scythe to illuminate the inside of the cave.

A bronze door suddenly fell behind the two of them.

Huangxuanjin looked at the broken Six Sacrificial Vessels in front of him, without turning his head, "What Mr. Zhou wants to do, or what he wants to say is fine now."

Zhou Chushen didn't panic either, "Someone told me that the young master Huangxuan has a superficial appearance but is not good at maneuvering. It seems that he underestimated the general."

"I just don't like it, it's not that I can't." Huang Xuanjin looked back at Zhou Chushen.

"I didn't come here today to do anything, I just wanted to be a lobbyist." Zhou Chushen said.

In the stone room was a lantern of a palace lady named Changxin. Under the lamp were a jug of wine and several cups, on which a layer of dust had already collected.

Zhou Chu touched the palace lamp of Changxin deeply, there was still oil left, he lit the palace lamp, and then shook the pot of wine.

"400 years of wine. The book says that this underground palace was built by the Huangxuan family and the Qiankun Academy. When the dead men built a place in the cave, they dug a place to hide from drinking. The dean of the hospital found out and ordered them to block the place. Huangxuan Xilian said it was a good place, so she hid in with a jug of wine. The document said it was polite, but it was just a case of stealing work."

"They built this place, and they died here." Zhou Chushen said, "Look under that abyss, there are many bones—the bones of the Huangxuan family."

"Let's get down to business first, Mr. Zhou." Huang Xuanjin lifted up his clothes and sat opposite Zhou Chushen, as if he and Zhou Chushen came to steal work, and said, "Since you are a lobbyist, then whose lobbyist are you?" ?”

"General Huangxuan will definitely not know that I am a man of King Fu." Zhou Chushen said.

"Fu Wang? It's the second prince." Huang Xuanjin asked.

"The former second prince." Zhou Chushen said: "I understand General Huangxuan's loyalty to Donghuang, but since the general dared to kill even Emperor Changgeng, then the general's loyalty should only be Donghuang. In this case... sit on the throne Who is it, and how is it different from the general?"

"You want me to serve the Second Prince?"

"It's not about serving, it's about supporting each other. Emperor Nanhe is only as wise as a child. No matter how hard the general supports him, no matter how hard he is, the courtiers and the people will say that you are taking the emperor to order the world. And if the general chooses the second prince, then it will It is the harmony between the monarch and his ministers. When future generations talk about the death of Emperor Changgeng, they will only say that Emperor Changgeng died because of the end of his life." Zhou Chushen leaned forward and raised his eyebrows, his dark green clothes looked like dead bamboo under the light.

"But Emperor Nanhe is the successor appointed by Emperor Changgeng." Huang Xuanjin fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, dust fell on his hand.

"That's just Emperor Changgeng's wish to please you. As long as you think about it, whoever you choose is not your choice."

Huang Xuanjin put down his wine glass and shook his head, then said with a light smile, "I don't like the second prince."

The expression on Zhou Chushen's face froze a bit. He was a lobbyist, and a lobbyist should be eloquent and talk about the situation.But that young man didn't talk about power, he didn't talk about vertical and horizontal, he only said whether he liked it or not.

Zhou Chushen wanted to continue to say something, but the young man's smile was too breezy.

After all, he is a boy from the Huangxuan family.The founder of the country only met Emperor Cangwu once in Jinling City, and he will never change in his life.Huangxuan Qiechen saw Emperor Qingming for the first time at the Dangui Banquet, so he gave Jiangshan to him.

It's not that no one is better than them, but the youngsters of the Huangxuan family will not change if they are chosen.

"Since Mr. Zhou has finished what he wanted to say, it's time for us to go back." Huang Xuanjin got up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

"Has the general ever thought about standing on his own?" Zhou Chushen suddenly shouted behind him.

Huang Xuanjin turned around, "Mr. Zhou, you are more courageous than me."

"General Huangxuan, do you know why Kuafu came here with so many bones?"

Zhou Chu said deeply.

"Does Mr. Zhou think I don't understand? The only one in the world who can make the Huangxuan family willingly conceal their crimes is the one in Chang'an."

During the sunny day, when the wind blows the curtains, Huangxuan Xilian brings his two sons and daughters to Chang'an.Everyone is talking about the marriage of the Huangxuan family's daughter.They are worried about the girl's love poems.

But only Huangxuan Xilian and Huangxuan Chishou knew that they never came here for that romantic matter.They came here to suppress and kill beasts.

"The formation of three stars arching the moon here is the most basic and least error-prone formation, and the inscriptions on the sacred tree and the welcoming words on the gods' sacrifice are all formations. Those formations are the key to determine this formation. When I was young, I saw the records of those formations in Yuyuan City, this formation is called Yinghao formation, and the blood of the whole body of the formation must be sacrificed to complete it." Huang Xuanjin closed his eyes.

On the high platform, the young man knelt on the ground with his sword in hand, his eyes closed tightly, seven thin ropes hooked into his body, blood flowed down along the chains, and flowed into the tattooed array formed under him.His body has turned into bronze, like layers of blue scales attached to his body, and the once bright red gold plate Yingluo between his neck has also turned into bronze color.

His blood can liven bronze to descend the gods, but when his blood is exhausted, he also turns into a bronze statue that has been guarded here for 400 years.

After Huangxuanjin entered here, he could see all of this every time he used the imperial blood.

That is the resonance of royal blood.

The young man in red who was once called the Bronze Phoenix Lord...

"The person who was once called the Bronze Phoenix Lord, used his body to suppress and kill all kinds of beasts... The Huangxuan family did not hesitate to bury such a person in the annals of history, and only took Chang'an with the death of illness. Can the Huangxuan family Who else can be so partial?" Huang Xuanjin's fingertips went deep into his flesh, and there was a huge scar across his palm.

Huangxuan Xilian was afraid that things would change, so she even brought two array eyes. If things changed again, he could even be an array eye.

But in the end, I still feel unwilling, so I wrote down a sentence in "Jiuxuan Miscellaneous Notes", Qingtong Fengzhu casts the Ming Palace to seal the souls of all beasts.

That was his proudest son, the brightest young man in Jinling City.

After all, he was still unwilling to be forgotten by everyone like that young man, without leaving even a trace, so he could only turn into a cold bronze statue in the bright hall in Kuafu Mountain.

So when he brought his daughter back to Jinling, he could only think about the place where his son died, and wrote down a sentence in Jiuxuan Miscellaneous Notes that might never be noticed again.

——There is a sacred tree in it, thousands of soldiers and horses, and there is a deep river like silver around it.

"So, general, do you want to continue serving them?" Zhou Chushen stood up and turned on the lamp.

The two of them turned their backs, and the palace lantern in the narrow cave shone with withered yellow light.