The hero bends down

When Long Yi arrived at Yuanshan, it was already midnight.He took off his coir raincoat and walked quickly to the altar presided over by Tonghua.

There was silence around the altar, except for the rustling of wind and rain.

In the house next to the altar, Tong Hua had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by a knock on the door.

He opened his eyes, one eye was red and the other was black, staring at the place where the door was knocked for a while.

Long Yi knocked on it for a while, but there was no movement. Finally, he pulled the little novice next to him and said, "Where's your master?"

The little novice said, "I fell asleep inside."

Long Yi said: "Then why hasn't the door been opened yet?"

The little novice said: "Master just finished being a mage in the morning, so he must be sleepy."

Long Yi frowned, and also stared at the door for a while.

The little novice said: "Your Majesty, why don't you get the key to the door?"

"..." Long Yi was silent.

Why is he knocking on the door of the monk's room in the middle of the night?

Looking at Tonghua, a flower, a tree, and a world, it looks quite true, why did you raise such a little monk...

He held back his temper and said, "Go quickly."

The little novice said "Oh".

Just as he was about to lift his foot, the door opened with a "squeak".Tong Hua was dressed in white and clean robes, spotless, but that eye turned red strangely in the middle of the night, like a small lantern lit up in a human bone, shining red, very strange.

The little monk stopped and said to Long Yi: "Your Majesty, my master has come out."

"..." Long Yi looked at Tong Hua silently.

If a person like Tonghua appeared in front of a person, the person still didn't know it, and could only say that the person was blind.

As if seeing what Long Yi was thinking, Tong Hua turned to the little novice and said, "Zi Tong, you should go back first."

The little novice said "Oh" again, turned and left.

Tong Hua opened the door to let Long Yi in, stepped forward to light the oil lamp, and said while lighting the lamp: "Young boy is stupid, I hope the emperor will forgive me."

When Tong Hua opened his mouth, Long Yi naturally couldn't say anything. He just chose a seat and sat down, watching Tong Hua's figure dangling in the flickering candlelight.His heart suddenly tensed again.

He knew that there was something unusual about Tonghua, but this person's appearance was no different from that of ordinary people except that he was born with a ghost eye.

It's not that Long Yi never thought about asking Tonghua to help, but the greater the hope in everything, the greater the disappointment.

Tong Hua lit the lamp, closed the door, and turned to face Long Yi.There was candlelight in the room, illuminating the darkness, and Tonghua's eye didn't look particularly abrupt and terrifying.

"The emperor is visiting late at night, what's the rush?" Tong Hua chose a seat and sat down slowly.

Long Yi thought for a while and said: "Tong Hua, I really have something important to ask this time."

The emperor said the word "begging", which shows how much Long Yi takes this matter to heart.

Tonghua lowered his eyelids and said: "Your Majesty just say it, if the poor monk can do it, he will definitely do his best."

Hearing Tong Hua's promise, Long Yi felt relieved, thought about it, and finally said bluntly: "I want to see Concubine Xian."

Tonghua looked up and said, "Concubine Xian."

Long Yi nodded and said, "It's the one I showed Tong Hua three years ago."

Tonghua naturally heard about the matter between Long Yi and Concubine Xian, he originally expected that Long Yi would come to look for him after Concubine Xian's death, but he didn't know that at this time, this talent was long overdue.

Love is eager, so I am even more afraid of losing.

Tong Hua vaguely understood Long Yi's state of mind, and said slowly: "Does the Emperor remember that the poor monk also told the Emperor at that time that the Emperor and the concubine met because of a predestined relationship, and if they are in the same heart for thousands of years, they will see the bright moon through the clouds. "

After hearing this, Long Yi suddenly smiled wryly and said, "It's fine if we've been together for a thousand years, but there's a reason and fate. I've been waiting for three years, but I haven't seen him come." He paused and said, "After thinking about it for a long time, maybe Concubine Xian doesn't like me, so how can I stay together for thousands of years?"

Tong Hua remained silent.

Long Yi gradually clenched his fists and said with a smile, "But everything is man-made. I want to see Concubine Qi again."

At the end, he added another sentence.

"I don't care if he is a man or a woman, I just want to see him again."

He was decisive when he spoke.

When Tonghua heard Long Yi talking about men and women, the red pupils shone with light.

※※※

The next day, Ji Munian led the Southwest Army into Beijing to face the holy.

The emperor sat high on the dragon chair, with the twelve bows hanging down in front of his eyes. He glanced at the soldiers in front of the hall, got up and stepped down from the treasure hall, and poured wine one by one to the soldiers who were fighting against the invasion of Southern Chu.

If you talk about the current situation in the world, Long Yi is above ten thousand people, and he deserves it.

Ji Munian and Long Yi raised their glasses and drank it all together.Above the court, the two are just monarchs and ministers.

But Ji Munian saw the thick shadow under Long Yi's eyes.

He lowered his eyes silently, and after drinking with Long Yi, he bowed his head and said nothing.

The man hadn't slept all night.

It turned out that when he left, this person was also awake.

Ji Munian thought blankly.

Seeing Ji Munian's expression, Long Yi's heart was slightly moved, and he hesitated to speak.

In the end, he bypassed Ji Munian and headed towards the soldiers behind him to drink.

In the hall, the emperor ordered Defu Xuanzhi to seal Ji Munian as the general of the country, with countless rewards. For a while, Ji Munian received the supreme grace, which was envied by everyone.

Ji Munian smiled wryly in his heart.

It was night, Ji Munian went alone to visit the scenery of the capital, seeing all the prosperity of the capital, but he still couldn't understand the depression in his heart, so he went to the restaurant and poured three jars of spirits in succession.

There was another person in the restaurant who was peeling peanuts in the restaurant. He looked at the person at the next table, one jar after another, but this person drank, the more he drank, the clearer he became. up the color.

The peanut peeler called the drinker and meat drinker at the same table, and said, "Xiao Wei, why does this person look so familiar?"

The person who was called Xiaowei listened to the chopsticks, looked at the drinker, put his ear to the person next to him, and whispered: "Your Highness, he is the one who beheaded the eldest prince, Ji Munian."

If His Highness realized something, he said, "It turned out to be him."

Then he said with a smile: "Beheading the eldest prince with one knife, should this palace want to take revenge on him or thank him."

After he finished speaking, he gave Ji Munian an interesting look and said, "So his surname is Ji."

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "It is said that he is the descendant of No. 1 Ji Chi in Jianghu."

His Highness shook his head and smiled, "It's really painful to his level."

Xiaowei was puzzled.

His Highness said: "You see that he is obviously getting drunk, but he can't get drunk. The more he drinks, the more sober he becomes. Although this person's internal strength is not as good as his father's, he has a lot of cultivation."

Xiaowei seems to understand but not understand.

His Highness chuckled a few times, stopped talking, peeled the peanut again, put the pulp into his mouth and chewed slowly.

In a few days, the Southwest Army will reorganize and return to the border.

When the army set off, the emperor personally drove the horse to the front of the army.

The army array was placed in front of the gate of the capital, the flags were flying, and the black character "Feng" was fluttering in the wind, and the army array was lined up in front of Long Yi.Long Yi glanced at the countless soldiers, the lineup of soldiers and horses was dignified and majestic, they were indeed a group of good men in Dafeng.

In the end, Long Yi turned his gaze to Ji Munian.

"General Ji," he said.

Ji Munian drove his horse out of the column, walked in front of Long Yi, dismounted and bowed down.

Seeing Ji Munian's heroic appearance in a military suit, Long Yi lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You come with me."

Ji Munian looked up at Long Yi.

Long Yi also got off his horse and walked towards the wall of the capital.

Ji Munian hesitated, but he still lowered his head and walked up the steps with Long Yi.

Long Yi stood still on the city wall and looked up at the Southwest Army.Ji Munian stood beside Long Yi, waiting for Long Yi to speak.

After a long time, Long Yi said: "Mu Nian, I remember that you are the same age as me."

Ji Munian was slightly taken aback.

Long Yi said with a smile: "At that time, I was practicing martial arts with your father, and my father asked you to call me senior brother. You once laughed at my lack of martial arts, which was not one ten thousandth as good as yours." He recalled lightly: "You still invited me In a martial arts competition, let me get a knife for nothing."

This incident happened when the two were young, and Long Yi rarely mentioned it, but at this time, it is no stranger.

That knife left him with the root cause of his illness, but when he came to his senses afterwards, he didn't blame Ji Munian.

It was then that the arrogant and pampered junior began to change.

So, he went down the mountain with him, stayed in the Forbidden Palace, and lived a life that should have been frivolous.

So, he guarded the border town for him, and Ying Ji served the Long family to revive the glory of the Ji family.

When Ji Munian heard what Long Yi said, his heart skipped a beat.

Long Yi was still laughing: "Actually, these past few years, I can see..." He silently looked at Ji Munian and said, "But, I have always regarded you as my brother."

This should have been said earlier, but it was only at this time that Long Yi said it.

Ji Munian remained silent.

The screen window was finally broken, and it could no longer block my heart.

Long Yi said again: "Mu Nian doesn't have to worry about old illnesses. My body is strong and strong, and Cheng Fengnan's prescriptions are quite effective."

Ji Munian felt that he could not speak at all.

Long Yi said: "Nan Chu has lost the prince, so he will definitely not let it go."

He pondered and said: "Going to the southwest is difficult and dangerous. I hope that Mu Nian will take good care of himself."

Ji Munian tightened his lower lip, hesitated for a while, and said, "The emperor should also pay attention to the dragon's body."

Long Yi smiled faintly, and turned to look at the army horses in front of the city.

Ji Munian was silent for a while, but still didn't see Long Yi speaking, and finally turned around silently and walked down the city.

The army gave orders and marched out in unison.

Standing in the high city, Long Yi couldn't hide the loneliness and loneliness in his expression even though there were millions of lions.

※※※

night.

The memorial hall of the funeral home was empty, except for a dead body parked in the middle of the hall.

The corpse was wearing a regular military uniform, with a handsome face, lying quietly in the middle of the bouquet.

In the middle of the memorial service, next to the inscription, there is a photo frame, and the person in the photo frame is smiling shyly.

This person blocked a shot while performing a mission. Even though the bullet had been removed from the atrium, he lost a lot of blood. Although the hospital tried hard to rescue him, he still lost his life in the end.

At the scene of the memorial service, the captain of the Thunder Brigade led the whole team to mourn.

At nightfall, when all the mourners gradually dispersed and the night watchman sent off the last group of mourners, the fingers of the corpse in the coffin that were placed on the bouquet moved slightly.

The corpse had been parked for two days, and it was extremely stiff. If it moved at this moment, if the night watchman found out, they would definitely scare him away.

But that's just a move.

After a long time, the corpse's hand moved again, this time the movement was slightly larger, and the fingers were slightly bent.

But it seems a bit sluggish.

Then, the eyelids of the corpse moved, as if the pupils inside were turning.

It hurts.

Zhong Su only felt a pain in his chest, as if he had been punctured.

He thought about it seriously, he was shot in the lower abdomen by an arrow.There was a barb on that arrow, and if it was pulled out, it would definitely damage his intestines.

So he must be dead.

But now the pain has changed again, it looks like when he died for the first time.

Could it be that he turned back into a man again?

He returned to his original body...

He frowned.

Face is stiff.

He struggled to open his eyes.

The light pierces the eyes, it is the long-lost fluorescent lamp.

Zhong Su narrowed his eyes.

He tried to prop himself up.He worked secretly, finally lifted his joints, and slowly sat up from the coffin.

There is a blurry black mass in front of him that opens up like him.

He couldn't see clearly, and put his hand on his forehead, trying to block the light from the fluorescent lamp.

The black shadow grew bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer, with a faint gravitational force.

Zhong Su felt that his body was slowly being swallowed by the black shadow from feet to waist to chest bit by bit.

Finally, finally the head.

Zhong Su's eyes fell into darkness again.