What are you making a fuss about?

Come. ”

"Aren't you together?" Allen asked after thinking about it.

"No, live separately." Xie Xiao looked at Jing Yun, and said: "Clean up."

Jing Yun was speechless. Before he walked out, Allen rubbed the corner of his clothes, little ghost boy, do you have too many question marks?

Xie Xiao sat crookedly on a futon and stopped talking.

Jing Yun wandered around the Taoist temple alone. This kind of ancient Taoist temple is very rare.

Especially the mural with peeling paint on the wall, which looks like a pink opera and a genre painting, which is incompatible with the deserted style of the whole temple.

The painter is highly skilled, and even though he is a failure, he can still guess the meaning of the picture.

There is half a smiling woman's face in the painting, holding a phoenix-headed pipa in her backhand, standing on the stone table in a strange posture, with a charming and clumsy look.

Take a step to the left and look again, the woman is sitting on a swing, and the swing is framed between two dead pine trees. The woman seems to be frightened, and she is holding on to the rope, only half of the clothes that should be floating can be seen.

Jing Yun smiled silently, and suddenly thought of another person who loves sculpture and painting. If that person saw this mural, he might be overjoyed and want to study it carefully.

When he looked up again, his eyes went dark, and Xie Xiao thought behind him without emotion, "What are you looking at?"

A pair of hands passed behind his head, covering his eyes. "looks good?"

"The painting is very good." Jing Yun said honestly.

"I asked you, do you look good?" Xie Xiao's right middle finger slowly slid up and down along the bridge of Jing Yun's nose.

"Hmm...it's a beautiful painting." Jing Yun's back felt numb for a while.

"I mean the people in the painting."

"It's also pretty." Jing Yun stretched out his hand to break his fingers.

Xie Xiao sighed, and after a while, he suddenly approached Jing Yun's ear, and said in a low voice: "Don't look at it." After speaking, let Jing Yun go.

Jing Yun: "..."

As soon as Jing Yun opened his eyes, he saw Allen standing at the door holding the teapot from the yard just now, staring blankly at them.

"Little devil, is the house ready?"

"Okay, or two?"

"of course."

"Then follow me, Lan Yin." Allen waved at Jing Yun.

"You can call Lan Yin?" Xie Xiao walked up to Allen in three steps and two steps, bent down and said in a low voice: "You should call him Engong..."

"You can call me Jing Yun." Jing Yun didn't hear what Xie Xiao said behind, and added: "Or Jing Xiuming."

"Is Xiu Ming your word?" Allen asked.

"Yes."

"Oh." Allen nodded slightly, "Then why did he call you Lan Yin, a nickname?"

"What's none of your business?" Xie Xiao scolded.

Jing Yun was slightly taken aback, and returned: "Lan Yin is also a word. It's just that one is taken by the father and the other is taken by the mother."

Xiuming is a word chosen by the emperor, which means learning and practicing Xiuming. I hope that he will be bright and upright and become a talent.

And Lan Yin was given to him by his biological mother when he was born, and it was the only thing his mother left him.Taken from Lan Yin Xu Guo, I hope he will realize Lan Yin soon.

"But only I can say this word." Xie Xiao said.

"Do people have two words?" Allen was a little confused.

"Your master didn't give you the words?" Xie Xiao asked.

"My master said that the font size is useless, so don't worry about it."

"It's really useless." Jing Yun agreed, he neither grew up to be a humble gentleman, nor did he get rid of the world of mortals overnight.

"Do you want words? Brother Engong can get one for you." Xie Xiao said, Allen frowned slightly, struggled for a while and rejected Xie Xiao's kindness, but led Jing Yun to an ear room to the west.

Xie Xiao glanced at the mural, the woman on it was smiling silly, and her clothes didn't fit well, what's so good about it?

Suddenly a gust of wind swept past, Xie Xiao shuddered, and cursed in his heart: No clothes, damn it.Immediately set off to find Jing Yun.

The sun did not know when it went down, and the female sacrifice mountain without sunlight changed its face.Jing Yun glanced at the green shade in the courtyard, he was doomed to have no sleep tonight.

a dream

Jing Yun lit a candle and sat at the table, picked up a charcoal pencil and wrote something on the cloth, at this moment Alan knocked on the door.

Jing Yun paused his hands, sighed and said, "Come in." The moment Allen opened the door, a cloud crow jumped out of the window and flew into the sky.

A Lun came in with a plate of grilled chicken, and said that Xie Xiao had caught it on the mountain during the day, he was poor and had no delicacies to eat, so he asked him to eat as he pleased.

Jing Yun's forehead twitched, and after receiving the kindness, Allen returned after delivering the food.

Xie Xiao didn't know which nerves were wrong, and he was so angry that he didn't come to him after the mural dispute in the afternoon.

Jing Yun was half lying on the bed, looking straight out of the window, thinking: keep awake, the ghosts here can't do anything to him.If Allen's weird master doesn't show up again tomorrow, he will go down the mountain and live a day.

Jing Yun contracted the poison from the womb. It wasn't serious when he was in Jialan Temple. Maybe it's because the Buddhist scriptures and incense have a suppressive effect on the poison. He hasn't had an attack in seven years.

Later, he entered the palace. When he was 12 years old, something happened. At first, he thought it was some concubine who wanted to poison the queen in the palace. After three months of investigation, but no results, he had no choice but to give up.

A small fever is really not a big deal in the harem. If it is bigger, nosebleeds will start on the fifteenth of every month, and it can't be stopped. Doctor Li has only developed a relief pill after half a year of research.

Jing Yun secretly sought out some quack doctors, and they said that he had been infected with incomprehension since childhood.Jing Yun was also slowly relieved, and no longer insisted.

Later, when I met Xie Xiao, I was forced to take more poisons. The poison Xie Xiao played was much stronger than the ones on the market, and the nosebleeds did not stop, but all kinds of medicines have not been stopped.

Now let's trust Jing Jinghui for once, if it is true, it will be a surprise, if it is false, there is nothing wrong with it, Jing Yun thought so.

A few stars in the sky floated randomly in the sky, and the room suddenly warmed up, and it was too late for Jing Yun to realize that something was wrong.Something haunted him, dragging the last sliver of clarity into the vortex.Jing Yun saw Xie Xiao rushing in, saying something.Once the body is heavy, there is no consciousness anymore.

Jing Yun was dragged into an illusion, and when he realized, Xie Xiao was lying on his lap.Jing Yun raised his hand and patted his face with difficulty.Xie Xiao straightened up like a carp, "Are we?"

"It should be an illusion." Xie Xiao dipped a drop of blood on the ground, and lightly sniffed it with the tip of his nose.He added: "This is fake, it has no smell."

"Why did you come in?" Jing Yun tugged at the creases on his clothes.

"It is estimated that the monster wants to scare us away." Xie Xiao said helplessly, "He really bothered."

"How to get out?"

"I don't know for the time being, just watch as we walk." Xie Xiao put his hands on Jing Yun's shoulders, and said very naturally: "Just treat it as a tour."

Jing Yun felt uncomfortable all over. There was nothing to do with the blood flowing and corpses everywhere. Xie Xiao said: "Don't worry, since this is an illusion, it won't hurt us."

The plaque with the three big characters of Yutian City on the tower in the distance was half blackened, and the moat was filled with soldiers who died in various ways, dyeing the river bright red.

Dajing founded the country for more than [-] years. When it was handed down to his father, the regime had already been stable, and there were no foreign enemies to disturb him.

Jing Yun's concept of the battlefield is only derived from the records in ancient military books. This is the first time he has looked directly at death so closely.

Some of the soldiers lying on the ground were still panting, and some had just reached his chin. Everyone looked hopeless and helpless.Xie Xiao also noticed Jing Yun's uneasiness and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Suddenly the screen changed, and came to a piece of gold and jade splendor.

Jing Yun recognized that this was the imperial palace, not the Dajing Palace, but it must be the center of this dynasty.The noble palace walls, the long corridors, and the endless lake.

Xie Xiao asked: "Is this the former imperial palace?"

"No, the imperial palace of the previous dynasty was in the north, and it didn't look like this."

"That is a dynasty earlier than the previous dynasty."

"It may be an unknown small country." The building style of this city tower is not like that of the Central Plains. According to historical records, there are nineteen such countries in Nanban, which were later confiscated by the previous emperor. This may be one of them.

A group of singers danced lightly on the lotus platform in the distance, and the air was filled with a thick smell of palace fragrance.

Xie Xiao smiled and said, "In this case, it will be strange if the country is not destroyed."

Turning around again, the two came to the palace. A white and tender boy was sitting in front of the desk in a bright yellow dragon robe, his face was full of irritability.The documents and files on the case piled up half a person's height.

"Did you also read so many books when you were young?" Xie Xiao turned his head to Jing Yun and said, "That's not "Emperor Policy", it's a memorial."

Jing Yun stared at the little emperor, and saw that he quickly drew a few words on the paper with a pen, and didn't even finish reading the words on the scroll.

It seemed that it was late at night, and more than half of these files were left.Jing Yun walked in, trying to see the words on the paper clearly.The little emperor suddenly threw the jade tube and the wolf hair, flipping the whole table up.

Xie Xiao quickly pulled Jing Yun back, even though he knew they would not be hurt, he shot reflexively.

The little emperor curled his lips and cursed at the eunuchs and maids serving outside the palace: "Call the national teacher."

National Division?Jing Yun's heartstrings moved secretly, could it be...Jiang Guo?

"My lord, what's the matter?" A clear male voice came from outside the hall, and a man in black and purple robes entered in response.The man wore a purple-gold dragon-carved mask on his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The little emperor's eyes lit up: "Great Wu Zhu, come quickly." He jumped off the chair in a hurry and ran towards that person.

The man who was called the great witch Zhu smiled, "Why did Ah Min come to me?" The little emperor had already run up to him, "Big witch Zhu, I can't understand any of these memorials.