nine words

...You, can you yearn for the world?

Chu Jiuge looked at the three-inch moonlight above his head, and asked himself again and again, is Xanadu really that good?

The clear pool water, the broken mask, and the broken string of the Guqin have created the "longevity" that the world yearns for.

This biting coldness has always been the deepest fear in his heart, but what makes him most helpless is the boundless loneliness.

Chu Jiuge felt his face was cold, and reached out to touch it, only to find that it was tears.

His body is covered on the cold bluestone slab, and the boredom and loneliness of his feet immersed in the pool water make him feel painful. He only has one side of the sky on the top of the mountain where the moonlight can shine, and he is accompanied by bamboo slips and silk silk all day long. Text.

How he longs for the world...

Chu Jiuge stretched out his finger, stroked lightly on the bluestone board, and counted his practice. At that time, there was no sun and moon in the palace, and day after day was a boring day a few feet below Kunlun. It was him who also forgot how many years he had spent.

"It hurts..."

In a trance, it seemed that someone had asked him this.

pain? ...It's ridiculous, people avoid the turmoil in the world, but he yearns for it, and almost wants to cut off this boring "long life".

sad.It's really sad.

"Can I leave?"

Only wordless silence answered.

Chu Jiuge knew that he was not allowed to leave.He is a lofty "god", a revered immortal, all he needs to do is to accept people's devout offerings.

He has no freedom, and what he has is nothingness and mistyness.

Chu Jiuge was lying on the cold bluestone slab again, with a few strands of gray hair hanging down in a mess, covering his face and hiding his tears, but he couldn't hide the ethereal sound of water droplets.

Suddenly he felt a little wet on his body, looked up, and saw snowflakes falling from the translucent mountain pass, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and the shining crystals stopped on his fingertips, neither melting nor bringing coolness .

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the ice and snow can't bring coldness, which shows how cold Chu Jiuge's heart is.

That person knew that he had been in Kunlun long enough, and it was time to let him go to the world...

"This time, do you still want to be by his side?"

Chu Jiuge was taken aback when he heard the words, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized who he was talking about. He smiled lightly, blowing the snowflakes off his fingertips, looking at the bright moon at the mountain pass, with a little light in his eyes.

"I want...I promised him that I would help him become emperor."

Deep sigh.

"No matter how much you violate the dogma, it's not as simple as being locked up here for more than ten years. If you love him, don't let him die forever. Years of hard work go to waste. If you suffer, so will he!"

... After so many years, he has not been able to forget it. I am afraid that he will not be able to forget it in 50 or 100 years...

Anything endowed with identity and status is born in the human heart and will die in human nature.

Chu Jiuge is such a sacrifice who was endowed with the name of saving the world. He traveled to the royal families of various countries. The world wanted him, but if he really fell into the hands of others, what would happen?

The war started from him, from the greed for his huge knowledge reserves. Once the war-weary people caught him, his end would be death, because only after he died, the endless disasters would stop.

Chu Jiuge is not afraid of death, but this does not mean that he wants to die. Everyone has his own private thoughts, and he is not great enough to show his awareness of life for the common people.

He used to yearn for the world so much... But when he was really in the sinister world, the earth-shattering cries made him upset, and the flying blood made him sick. In the end, there was only a corner a few feet below Kunlun. his true home.

What does the disturbance in the world have to do with him? It's just that he feels sad.

Human greed is the worst.

"So disgusting, why are you here?" In a trance, Chu Jiuge heard Xu Changqing ask.

Chu Jiuge, who was struggling to get rid of the nightmare, didn't answer, and all his words were turned into a speechless wry smile.

Xu Changqing didn't ask much, and put a short knife scabbard carved with a phoenix in front of Chu Jiuge.Excessive engraving made the mortal object containing the murder weapon look like a decoration, giving people a gorgeous but heavy feeling of oppression that makes people unable to lift their heads.

Although Chu Jiuge had never seen it, he had heard about it. The name of this knife was "Phoenix Prisoner Huang".

Feng prison huang, that is, the scabbard seals the blade. This sword is an ancient evil, and it is difficult for ordinary people to separate the blade and the scabbard. In history, the first separation is the battle of chasing the deer, the second separation is the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, and the third separation is the chaos of chaos. , So some people say that this "Phoenix Prisoner Phoenix" shows the land of China, and the separation of the sheath and blade means the division of the country.

Today, only the sheath remains of "Phoenix Prisoner and Phoenix". It can be seen that no matter whether the legend is true or not, the scabbard reappeared in this world chaos, and it is absolutely inseparable from the real strategist.

"Where did you get it?"

Xu Changqing shook his head, "It's not me, it's Sui Sui."

"It is rumored that this 'Phoenix Prisoner' was forged from the five-color stones left by Nuwa to mend the sky, and it was sealed in Kunlun Mountains. Under the troubled times, it will definitely appear in this world. I have stayed in Kunlun for so many years, but I have never seen this knife before. Could it be..."

"Perhaps the person who imprisoned you in Kunlun is the culprit of this war."

Xun Sui's sudden visit startled Chu Jiuge, and the maids waiting at the door immediately knelt down to salute, and only dared to close the door gently after Xun Sui sat down with the corners of his clothes lifted.

"You want to say, my father?" Chu Jiuge thought for a while, then asked with a smile.

"The person who sent you to Kunlun is Mr. Xiang, but this does not mean that Mr. Xiang is not being used by others. What's more, people have selfish intentions. Mr. Xiang knows how painful life is in Kunlun. He loves the people like a son, let alone Is it the biological son who is connected by blood? The tenderness is not as good as Xiangye, I am afraid he may not send his real son."

There was a subtle change in Chu Jiuge's face, but there was no ripple in his eyes. It can be seen that he had already guessed this step, but he just didn't want to believe the fact that his life experience was even more confusing.

sad.It's really sad.

Chu Jiuge sat up, and the severe pain in his fingers caused a fine layer of sweat to form on his forehead, which formed a stark contrast with the coldness of his body. He was so uncomfortable that he didn't know how to adjust it for a while.

"Your forgetfulness is really great. You finally recovered your memory, and you have to forget everything in a short time. Do you really think that I reuse you, to the extent that I believe every word of yours?" Xun Sui trembled lightly. Shaking off the dust on his sleeves, he looked at Chu Jiuge with disdain in his eyes, "Master Xiang left you so that my Nanguo can have useful talents, it's just a fake show, you're not calm enough for me, bitch One life, what use is it to keep you?"

Saying such terrifying words without changing his face, I am afraid that there is only one person in the world who has the heart to kill Chu Jiuge.

When he was tyrannical, he never cared about how many unknown secrets Chu Jiuge had in his heart, nor did he care whether he could win the world and the hearts of the people.

At this moment, he only wanted to kill.

Chu Jiuge knew Xun Sui very well. He knew that Xun Sui killed him just by mistake, but he was not afraid.Not only because he is not afraid of death, but also because being killed by Xun Sui, isn't it a kind of relief?

The Jiugong chess game seems simple. As an important chess piece, he just has the privilege of straddling black and white and being able to roam around the chessboard.But when the chessboard is infinitely extended and the future is boundless, all he can feel is nothingness.

"Do I look like someone who is afraid of death?"

Hearing the words, he sneered, "You are sure, even if you don't tell the truth or respond, I will keep you until you see the ending and become the final winner?"

Chu Jiuge smiled, but didn't respond, as if he didn't hear Xiang Sui's rhetorical question.

"I know better than anyone in the world that you are not afraid of pain or being raped. What you are most afraid of is loneliness. You have been suppressed under the Kunlun Mountains for more than ten years. From a child to a weak crown, you have lived alone. Living a happy life like a banished fairy, not knowing the sufferings of the world, only thinking that the world is a place for games, do you understand the pain now?"

The bloodthirsty Xun Sui got up, got close to Chu Jiuge, stretched out his hand and strangled Chu Jiuge's neck mercilessly, the strength between his fingers seemed to be able to twist his neck.

The air in Chu Jiuge's chest was exhausted, and the crushing from the external force caused severe pain in his throat. Under the double oppression of body and mind, Chu Jiuge finally shed two lines of tears in resentment.

Two lines, blood and tears.

It is natural to bleed blood and tears. Chu Jiuge's body has long since collapsed under the ravages of various drugs these days. The stranglehold burst his blood vessels. It is not bad to have no bleeding from the seven orifices. Xu Changqing immediately stepped forward to stop him. Excuse me, Chu Jiuge moved his lips slightly, unable to utter a sound, and had no energy to make any unnecessary movements.It wasn't until he lost consciousness and closed his eyes that Xi Sui relaxed his grip.

"Are you crazy?! Do you really want to kill him?"

"He is determined to bring all the secrets into the coffin. Aren't you very good at torture, Young Master? I will give you three days. If I still can't get the information I want in these three days, I will let you He returned to Kunlun."

Perhaps the person who really understands Chu Jiuge is Xun Sui.

He knew that going back to Kunlun Mountain and continuing to enjoy the boundless loneliness would scare Chu Jiuge far more than death.

Xu Changqing turned over Chu Jiuge's body in a hurry, and pressed on his chest, for fear that he would not be able to catch his breath and really die.

Whenever he was lost, Chu Jiuge would see the nightmare that kept him from sleeping every night in Kunlun Mountains. Loneliness and loneliness can make people feel more hopeless than a murder weapon. This kind of despair can not only kill a person, but also Destroy the immortal who has practiced for a hundred years.

Chu Jiuge knew that he was his fate in the world, Wang Chuanshui made him have multiple personalities, but he couldn't remember the most crucial memory...