Raiders Shangshen

At night, after Di Changhuan coaxed Luo Xiaoxie to sleep, he went to the next door through the window, took off his shoes familiarly, and crawled into the bed.

This time, Mo Qing kept his eyes open, quietly watching Di Changhuan step over him and fall asleep inside.

Seeing that Mo Qing had been looking at him, Di Changhuan smiled brightly at him, so Mo Qing stopped looking at him.

"Tell me, what good things did you get from Miss Jinlin today?" the emperor laughed happily.

Mo Qing remained silent, stretched out his hand and spread out his palm, a blue flame burst into his palm.

"Huh." Di Changhuan looked at the flame in Mo Qing's palm strangely.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Qing asked.

"It's nothing." The emperor smiled happily, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "This flame is quite beautiful."

Mo Qing glanced at him quietly and remained silent.

In fact, Di Changhuan's "huh" was just an instinctive reaction. When he saw the flame, he felt strange, but he didn't know why.

"Is this flame a rare fire that can help people refine the supreme elixir, and eating one can make them immortal." Di Changhuan asked with interest.

"How do you know?" Mo Qing said.

"It's written like this in the scriptures." Di Changhuan replied.

Hearing this, Mo Qing rubbed his head helplessly. He learned this from watching Di Changhuan often do it to Luo Xiaoxie.Strange to say, as long as he rubbed Di Changhuan's head, he would behave. After Mo Qing discovered this, he liked doing it. "Are you peeking at the script again?"

"I only read a few books." Di Changhuan said casually, he only read a few books anywhere, and he probably read all the scriptures that could be found in the entire imperial capital, even the erotic | palace | pictures.But Mo Qing can't let Mo Qing know this, otherwise he should be punished for copying Laoshizi Shanhaijing.

"It's not fire." Mo Qing said, "It just looks like fire."

"Then what is it?" Di Changhuan asked.

"It's the divine vein." Mo Qing only said the first half of the sentence, but he didn't say the second half that the divine vein belongs to you.He wanted to wait and wait for a suitable opportunity.

"Shenmai?" Di Changhuan was puzzled. He always felt that there were more and more incredible things recently, and he was a little overwhelmed. But thinking about it, this kind of life is quite interesting.

"En." Mo Qing nodded, and said, "In the age of Manghuang, several great gods were born in heaven and earth. These great gods were blessed by nature and were born with divine veins. This divine vein is a gift from heaven and earth, and the owner can practice thousands of miles a day. The thing that the three worlds are fighting for."

Di Changhuan was surprised that it turned out to be such a treasure, no wonder Mo Qing said he must get it.Di Changhuan looked at the flame in Mo Qing's palm again. Although Mo Qing said it wasn't fire, he thought it was.But looking at it, Di Changhuan felt that the divine pulse seemed to move towards him twice. He wondered if it was dazzling, but the flame that was originally in Mo Qing's palm had now reached the edge of Mo Qing's palm, facing him direction this side.Maybe it was Mo Qing's hand, Di Changhuan thought, but when he looked up, he saw Mo Qing looking solemnly at the flame in his palm.He was about to ask what's the matter, but when he opened his mouth, something entered his mouth, and he swallowed it habitually.When she regained her senses, she quickly reached out to scratch her throat, wanting to spit it out, but when Mo Qing saw him stretching his hand into his mouth, she was so frightened that she quickly grabbed his hand.Di Changhuan was about to withdraw his hand, but suddenly passed out.

Seeing that Di Changhuan had fainted, Mo Qing quickly turned sideways and propped himself on top of Di Changhuan, with an anxious expression on his face, "Chang Huan, Chang Huan..."

Although he also has divine veins, his divine veins have never been separated from his body, and he has never seen what it is like when someone's divine veins enter the body. He is not sure whether Di Changhuan's situation is good or bad. I lost my composure.

What Di Changhuan swallowed was the divine vein.Just then Mo Qing felt that the divine pulse seemed to be out of his control. He was thinking, but suddenly, the divine pulse flew into Di Changhuan's mouth and was swallowed by him.He was staring blankly, but seeing Di Changhuan was about to throw up his throat, he was so frightened that he quickly grabbed his hand.Now that the Shenmai had entered the body, even if he vomited his throat, he couldn't spit it out.

When Di Changhuan opened his eyes, he found that he was not in that simple post house, but in an extremely magnificent hall.

The main hall is very brightly decorated, surrounded by a circle of god statues, or meditating, or holding a sword, or swinging an axe.The engraving of the god statues is extremely exquisite, and each one is lifelike, as if it is alive.There are men and women in these statues, some are burly men, and some are like white-faced young men, but all of the women are beautiful, like Nine Heavens Fairy, no, even Nine Heavens Fairy is not enough to describe.Whether it is a big man or a white-faced niche, every statue in this hall has a more or less solemn feeling all over its body.I don't know if it's because of this, Di Changhuan felt that looking at them, he seemed to respect them from the bottom of his heart.

There is nothing else in the entire hall except for the statues, it is empty.No, it's not, there seems to be someone under the statue closest to the door.

Di Changhuan walked over, and it was really a person. Looking at his face, Di Changhuan was even more shocked. The person looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked exactly like him, and he was also dressed in red.If he didn't understand in his heart, if he changed anyone, he might think that person was him.

The man seemed to be drunk and fell asleep leaning on the statue, and the wine jars around him were all empty.

Di Changhuan smacked his lips and said, "I'm not afraid of dying of drunkenness after drinking so much, because I'm young and in good health."

It was probably because that person looked like him, which made him feel a little unclear. He stepped forward and wanted to touch that person, but his fingers directly penetrated into that person's body.He couldn't feel anything, and it was only then that Di Changhuan realized that with so many wine jars around, he didn't even smell the smell of wine.

"This is me, have I become a ghost?" Di Changhuan got up and looked down at his hands. They were indeed somewhat transparent and unreal. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Being a ghost for the first time is quite novel."

"Heh." A very clear laughter, with a deep sense of love, suddenly sounded above his head, causing a trace of echo in the empty hall.

Di Changhuan looked up and saw that it was the statue that the man was leaning on.The god looks like a handsome man, he looks extremely young, but his eyes seem to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes, as if he has experienced a lot, accumulated over the years, adding a sense of maturity to him.I don't know if it was an illusion, but the idol was looking at him with loving eyes.Di Changhuan raised one corner of his mouth and said, "You were the one laughing just now?"

"If you say yes, then it is." This time Di Changhuan heard it very clearly, the voice came from the statue, and the statue clearly did not move, nor did his lips open or close.

After thinking about it, Di Changhuan felt relieved, he was still a ghost himself, so what's so strange about a statue talking.Di Changhuan looked at the drunk man, and asked the idol, "Who is that man at the bottom?"

He still cared a little bit, after all, if it wasn't for twins, how could there be two people who looked exactly the same in the world, could it be that he actually had a brother who just disappeared since childhood?But this is impossible, he knows how much the Shaohua Empire attaches great importance to the royal blood, so how could it be possible for the royal blood to disappear.

"Who do you think he is?" the statue asked without answering.

Di Changhuan pursed his lips. This idol is really similar to the national teacher. He used to ask questions without answering. If he knew, how could he ask.Di Changhuan said angrily, "I don't know who he is, but I know that he must have an extraordinary relationship with you."

"Why do you say that?" The idol's voice was a little smiling, as if his words made him very happy.

"It's very simple, with so many statues, he slept with you." Di Changhuan replied.

In fact, it's not just that, it can also be seen from that person's actions that after all, no one would sleep with the legs of a god statue when drunk, and even if they did, they wouldn't have the cuddly expression of that person.But Di Changhuan didn't bother to talk about these.

The idol seemed to be choked by his words, and it took a while before he said, "Yes, he is my son."

When Di Changhuan heard it, good guy, it turned out to be his son, but what he didn't expect was that the idol could have a son.I don't know if this idol is a spirit, a monster, or a fairy?Thinking of this, Di Changhuan asked, "Are you a monster or a fairy?"

But the statue ignored him, let him ask whatever he wanted, and didn't speak again, Di Changhuan felt strange, maybe the question he asked was wrong, maybe he was asking him what it was, or he didn't want to answer, so he squeaked.

Di Changhuan was a little annoyed, but when he turned around, he saw a man in white crossing the threshold and walking in. It was the national teacher!

Di Changhuan was taken aback, why is the national teacher here?Seeing that the national teacher was walking in his direction, he thought, could it be that the national teacher came to look for him?When the national teacher got close, he asked him, "National teacher, how do you know that the emperor is here?"

The national teacher seemed to pause for a moment, but continued to walk, passed him directly, and walked to the side of that person.Only then did Di Changhuan remember that he seemed to be a ghost, and the national teacher should not be able to see him.But what is this place?Why is the national teacher here?After thinking about it for a long time, Di Changhuan had a guess. He might have accidentally entered the memory or dream of the national teacher, so the explanation would make sense.As for the idol, he seemed to disappear as soon as the national teacher came, so he probably entered in the same way as he did.

Mo Qing walked directly in front of that person, bent down, and hugged that person very gently.The man rubbed against Mo Qing's arms in a daze, and continued to fall asleep.Mo Qing smiled very lightly, like a red plum that blooms at dawn in the severe winter, and the clearness seems to have scorching heat, which is fleeting.

Di Changhuan smacked his mouth as he watched, he didn't expect, he really didn't expect that the national teacher would have such a side, it really makes people... goosebumps all over his body.

Mo Qing hugged the man out of the hall, and Di Changhuan followed. After coming out, he took the time to look back. The name was written on the plaque in the hall, Qianshen Temple.Di Changhuan thought that the name was a bit exaggerated, and he could be sure that there were definitely not a thousand statues in the hall just now.

Di Changhuan followed Mo Qing into a room. Seeing that Mo Qing put the man on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and covered the brocade quilt again, he sat by the window and looked at him without moving.

Emperor Changhuan thought, the national teacher is really a gentleman.As early as when he saw him hugging that person, Di Changhuan knew that he was definitely interested in that person based on his years of experience in the romantic place.Everyone is drunk, such a good condition, to just look at others, is such a waste of such a great opportunity.

Di Changhuan thought regretfully, and woke up with regret, this time he really woke up.Because when he opened his eyes, what Di Changhuan saw was a simple roof, next to him was the national teacher, who was looking at him anxiously, and when he saw that he was awake, he asked him, "Changhuan, what's wrong?"

Di Changhuan stared straight at him without speaking.Mo Qing thought there was something wrong with him, so he stretched out his hand to cast a white light, and wanted to examine his whole body, but finally heard Di Changhuan over there say, "National teacher, you really don't understand style."

Mo Qing was so frightened that even the light from his hands disappeared, and he was speechless for a while.