chronicle of court survival

Chapter 47 Into the Night

"Then what happens after the sorrows and joys of sentient beings?"

Penglai is far away from the fog, and the wind is vast.

The waves hit the rocks one after another, raising foam like beads.

The old man dragged his tune and said: "After that, I will not be able to teach you."

"why?"

"Because the third form of Taishang Wangqing has to be comprehended by yourself."

The boy chewed the candy, wondering: "Myself?"

"Yes." The old man was fishing: "That's your baby."

The young man almost choked on his saliva: "...Nie Nie? What the hell are you repeating? Are you disgusting?"

The old man glanced at him: "You don't know the meaning of the words you said yourself?"

The young man finally came to his senses, and became angry from embarrassment: "How long are you going to laugh at such a shitty thing from childhood."

The old man hummed twice: "Laugh as long as you want."

When Xia Qing woke up, he still felt uncomfortable.

The soul is burning like a flame, but the blood is cold.Under the double sky of ice and fire, his mind went blank, and he stared at the front for a long time in a daze.

This is an inn, clean and bright, richly furnished.

It is noisy outside, it is estimated that it is located in a bustling place.

The only thing Song Guichen brought back from Tongtianhai was Anandajian's sword soul, but the entity was nowhere to be found. Now Ananda's sword soul merged into the veins of his palm and fell into a short sleep.

Xia Qing relieved the pain, looked down at her palm, and there was a cold light seeping into the blood under every stripe.He didn't expect that he would have to go through such a tearing pain to restore his strength, and the sequelae were very serious, and it was estimated that he would have to rest for more than half a month.

The village was finally destroyed in a fire, the soldiers died, and the villagers died.

He drew his sword, but no one could keep it.

Xia Qing's mind is now in chaos, and he can only think about some simple things, such as Lou Guanxue's sentence, "Do you still like to watch fun?"

——So Lou Guanxue knew it, knew that from the time soldiers broke into the village with swords, the end would be death.

That whole village is full of carefree wanderers, and demonization is inevitable under extreme hatred and anger.

At the end of the road, we will die together.

But why did he know?

Lou Guanxue said that God is waking up, and where is God?

What about consonance?

What should Lingxi do if he has not demonized?

How will Xue Fuguang feel when he comes back and sees everything.

There was a sharp pain in his temple, and Xia Qing bent down in pain.

He inherited his cultivation, but he still didn't recover his memory.

After being in so much pain, Xia Qing wiped the blood from his mouth, let out a faint breath, and closed his eyes tiredly.

He can't do anything now, he can't protect himself, he follows Lou Guanxue to the end of the world, murdering everywhere...

Maybe Xue Fuguang came back early to take Lingxi away.

After a while there was a knock on the door, and Xiao Er came over to bring him food.Xia Qing was in pain all over his body, but he still planned to eat something first, got out of bed and drank some soup, he found that Xiao Er stayed by the side and did not leave, and asked doubtfully: "Does your inn still have to watch over the guests to finish eating?" Follow the rules?"

Xiao Er shook his head: "No. The son who was with you told me that he would watch over you to finish eating."

Xia Qing: "?"

After eating, Xia Qing knew the reason.

There was a bowl of soup that was so bitter that he wanted to vomit, but he didn't want to pinch his neck and spit it out in front of strangers, so he swallowed it silently.

After Xia Qing finished drinking, he immediately poured himself a pot of water, suspecting that Lou Guanxue had poisoned him.

Xiao Er started to tidy up the table.

Xia Qing looked around and asked, "Where are the others, do you know where they are?"

Xiaoer said: "That son should have gone to inquire about the news."

Xia Qing looked confused: "Looking for news?"

Xiao Er smiled and said: "Well, I think you two should be monks. Now the monks from all over the world come to Beijing, isn't it all for the tomb of the Emperor Liang? Your companion should be to inquire about the tomb of the emperor. The news went."

"The tomb of Emperor Liang?"

Xia Qing was even more confused.

He stayed in the isolated village some time ago, and the news was closed, so he didn't know what happened outside in the past half month.He can understand the monk in Lingguang, but what is going on in Shangjing.

"What do you say?"

Xiao Erdao saw that he was confused and didn't know if he really didn't know, so he said cautiously: "Young Master, do you know about the collapse of the glazed pagoda at the Lingguang Lantern Banquet?"

Xia Qing: "...I know."

Not only did he know, but he and the perpetrator stood on a broken bridge and witnessed everything.

Xiaoer said: "The glazed pagoda collapsed, the regent died, and your majesty's whereabouts are unknown. Now the big monster in the pagoda is about to move, and the mermaids from all over the country have started to go crazy again, turning into monsters and harming people. It can be said that the world is in chaos. Fortunately, the high priest said everything The source of all this is the chaos caused by the big monster in the pagoda, if the big monster is completely wiped out, the world will be able to restore peace."

Xia Qing: "But what does this have to do with Shangjing?"

Xiao Er put away the plate and wiped the table, saying: "Because there is a very critical bead for completing the demon-subduing formation, it was buried in the tomb of the Emperor Liang in Shangjing."

Xia Qing was stunned: "Beads?"

Xiaoer: "Well, does your master know Mrs. Hanyue?"

Xia Qing: "I know." This stunning beauty who has ruined twelve cities has been famous for a long time.

Xiao Er said: "I heard the news from Ling Guang that Mrs. Hanyue was the saint of the Yuzu tribe a hundred years ago, and that bead is Mrs. Hanyue's personal belonging, which contains boundless magic power. With the power of the high priest alone, It cannot be used to drive the demon-subduing formation, but it needs the power of the holy goddess in the beads. The empress dowager is too busy looking for His Majesty to arrange this matter, so she can only advertise to the world and offer a huge reward to the monks all over the world to let them enter the imperial tomb to find the beads. "

Xiao Er smiled honestly and stroked his hair: "Of course, I also heard about this kind of thing, but the matter of finding the pearl is true."

Xia Qing stayed there for a long time, remembered a little, and asked aloud: "Didn't Mrs. Hanyue be buried alive with the royal family of Liang Guo?"

Xiaoer said: "That's right, but Mrs. Hanyue bought a coffin for herself long before Liang Guo destroyed the country. Relying on Liang Emperor's favor, she directly put the coffin in the imperial mausoleum, and put the beads in the coffin." Inside."

Xia Qing: "..." He is almost sure now that this famous Mrs. Hanyue is Zhuji.

That bead, no matter how he thought about it, he found it weird——

If there is a huge power hidden in it, why is Zhuji not used?As a saintess of the Yu clan, would she willingly give up her power to become the emperor's concubine?

Beads that contain divine power, such a precious thing, Zhuji erected a coffin and put it in the imperial mausoleum before she was alive... Is it because she had expected what would happen later.

Xia Qing stood up and went to the window, looking down at the bustling Shangjing outside.

Three years ago, the city gates were dilapidated, and the imperial power was replaced by blood.

But in a blink of an eye, peace and prosperity were restored.

The only change seems to be that the capital of Liang State has become a city of Chu State.

"Zhuji." Xia Qing said the name lightly.

Yao Ke, Xuan Jia, Zhu Ji.

The names of the saintesses of the Yu clan are all two characters, and they are all related to jade.

The names are exactly the same, and there seems to be a chill in them when they are pronounced.

And Yao Ke is a self-contradictory psychopath.

Xuan Jia was able to gouge out her own eyeballs alive, so it's probably not normal.

As for Zhuji, the biggest sinner who caused the tragedy of the Shark Clan, a lunatic who dared to covet the power of God...how could she die so easily.

Zhuji, are you still alive?

His thoughts scattered gently in the wind.

Before going out with the lunch box in hand, Xiao Er glanced back at the gray-clothed boy standing by the window, unable to look away for a while.

This boy is probably not in good health, his skin is as pale as paper, and his breath is also a little weak.

He was born extremely good-looking, enough to turn all living beings upside down, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his color is like the dawn of spring, and now he is still sick, so he has a fragile beauty.

But this sense of fragility is too weak, far from the ethereal and sharp temperament on him.

Not like a lovable sick beauty, but like a quiet sword.

The young man was leaning on the window, his long eyelashes drooping, his hand stretched out from the wide gray robe, and a scarlet string was wrapped around his frosty wrist.

——This is the only bright color on his whole body, and also the only bit of fireworks.

After Xiao Er came back to his senses, he immediately lowered his head, stopped the wild thoughts in his mind, and thought, this red rope should be tied by another immortal.

It's strange that neither of these two looks like they are going to have a relationship, but they are quite suitable together.

The moment the glazed pagoda fell, fireworks and screams exploded at the same time, like a knife, tearing apart Lingguang's 100-year-old false peace floating on the turbulent dark tide.

Chu State Palace.

Meditation Hall.

Bai He stayed by the side, not daring to speak, with a pale face, afraid that the Empress Dowager's eyes would fall on her.

Since His Majesty disappeared, the Empress Dowager's temper has become more and more out of control.

Yan Lanyu Qingyi has been a vegetarian for many years, but the violence and cruelty in her bones have not changed at all. Now she is tortured by nightmares day and night, her eyes are bloodshot, and she is twisted like a man-eating ghost sitting on the wind couch.

She threw all the jade objects next to her on the ground as if venting her anger.

Crackling, sharp and piercing.

"Can't find it?! Can't find a living person?! Trash, trash, a bunch of trash!"

Yan Lanyu stared red, and hated endlessly: "I should have thought of it a long time ago——Lou Guanxue is Yao Ke's child, how can this bastard be so obedient!"

"This damned bastard! Run away? Where can you run away? I will find you even if I dig three feet!"

Bai He was covered in cold sweat.

I don't know how many people have died in the Jingxin Hall these days, and the blood can almost flow into a river.

Your Majesty is moody, but the Queen Mother is not a good person.Everyone in the palace is in danger, for fear that someone's head will fall to the ground by accident.

Fortunately, the high priest entered the palace later, and the queen mother suppressed the madness in her bones and let them all go out.

Looking around the world, the only person who can make the empress dowager restrain her temper and make her feel fearful is probably the high priest.

After all, immortals and humans are different.

When Bai He went out, her palms were sweaty and her body was still numb.

When she passed the imperial garden, she happened to see the high priest wearing a purple shirt holding flowers, and the fine flowers passed through his fingers. The young man had a gentle and worldly temperament.

At this moment, it seemed that the long spring in April had warmed up, dispelling the gloomy and bloody atmosphere in the palace.

"I've met the high priest." Bai He saluted.

"You don't need to be so polite."

Song Guichen smiled at her and walked towards the Jingxin Hall.

Bai He looked at his back, and warmth slowly spread to his limbs.

She sighed in her heart, if only the high-ranking people in the palace could be as good-tempered as the high priest.

It's just that there is no normal person after staying in the Chu Palace for a long time.

Bai He herself was abnormal, and she vented all the fright and panic she suffered at the Queen Mother's place to her subordinates.

I took in a young eunuch before, and I thought he was a different person to His Majesty, but who would have thought that he was an idiot who couldn't support the wall with mud.

Now that His Majesty is missing, she also lost all patience with him, and reassigned him to the Clothes Bureau, leaving him to fend for himself.

However, the little eunuch is also a strange person.

Bai He touched the hairpin on her temples, the more she looked at it, the more interesting it became.

Even the children of the royal family did not develop such behavior.

She was really more and more curious about who the little eunuch's mother was.

Delicate, selfish, innocent, and vicious, she has never seen anyone who can integrate the four so seamlessly.

How did the little eunuch grow up under the endless pampering?His mother never thought of teaching him how to behave?Presumably, Wen Jiao's mother should also be an innocent and innocent noblewoman who is not familiar with the world.

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