Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

After a long time, Zheng Zhao went to Duguang to see it again.He saw the towering giant tree and Liu Sanniang coiled on the tree.It seems that the giant tree is protecting them, and it seems that they are protecting the giant tree.

Jianmu, grow faster, grow to the sky, and take us to the sky.

The little rabbit demon who had just awakened his wisdom knelt on the ground.

The wind blew the hanging bells on the branches and made a pleasant sound. Zheng Zhao reached out and touched Jianmu. Under the smooth and tough bark was full of vitality.He thought of a black-skinned and silver-haired young man, lying on his knees and swallowing golden blood.

are you still there?

Zheng Zhao raised his head, only to see a giant tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun.

The bones stayed in Jianmu that day, it said? There is a lot of spiritual energy here, and there are many fellow practitioners here? The scenery here is quite beautiful.

It's fine to stay here, you can rest easy.

It raised its head and said? After finishing this sentence, it lowered its head and refused to look at him, and only half-flashed it to say goodbye.

They always had to be separated. Before Zheng Zhao left, he went to the Baijiang Niangniang Temple on the opposite bank. The Taoist priests in the temple had changed for many generations, but the golden statues and cold branches in the vase remained the same.Maybe it will be the same in another thousand years, and the ignorant people will always enshrine the temples that are effective.Of course? He also looked at the sky in front of the temple for a long time, wondering if the girl in the sky was still himself?

The water of the Baijiang River is long, no matter how the sea changes, but the sky is still the sky, and the earth is still the earth.

The system prompt sounds in the ear:

At the end of this experiment, according to the experiment management method and the experimenter agreement, the experimenter will return to the initial world node after the countdown.

The system gengsiqi shuts down again and enters sleep mode.

After the white light passed, the whole yard was dripping with heavy rain, and the raccoon cat stretched, just like before leaving.

Zheng Zhao stood up from the ground, sat on the carved wooden chair behind him, and looked at the jade pendant lying on his palm in front of the dim bronze bird lamp.The pattern of double dragons playing with beads is also very ordinary in jade quality.It seems that it was just left by the grandfather? The thought of the grandson, but he has never seen his grandfather wear it.

Maybe those are just a dream?

Zheng Zhao traced the pattern of the jade pendant with his hands, but sadly, there was no fluctuation in his heart.Suddenly? The lights swirled down, and he looked up at the window. The moon was hiding behind the clouds, and the night raindrops were empty, letting his emotions down.

It wasn't a dream, he knew it all too well.

Zheng Zhao got up and pushed open the door. The civet cat lying beside him heard the movement, and turned his ears in a sound sleep.

In Xiaoxiao's small courtyard, there is a path of chaotic rocks and decaying grass, and a little bit of broken flower pendants.Zheng Zhao walked into the rain and stood under the moonlight in wet clothes, but it was like being in a Jinbo Yinhan.He stretched out his hand carefully, and moved his eyes out of thin air. The moonlight was like water, and the waves shone endlessly.

The jade pendant fell to the ground, and Su Guang pointed at it.

Zheng Zhao bent down to pick up the jade pendant, and finally understood what his grandfather gave him, a big dream, some freedom.

After the death of the father, did the grandfather regret it?He smiled? He probably didn't regret it. A few uncles may not be worse than his father. Even in terms of heirs, his cousins ​​are far more suitable than him, living in the tall and long palace. inside the wall.

Maybe he really should be guarding the imperial tomb here, grandfather, right? He is the best, if he doesn't guard it, there will only be perfunctory eunuchs guarding it.It is more likely that he is here for? Father's old ministry is also good, they can join the new emperor with more peace of mind, and their family members just hope that their relatives will go up and down safely.

All in all, this is the best arrangement.

How many years can he live?There should be no problem in five or six years, and it should be okay in ten years.He died too early to cause waves, and it is only suitable to die when he is forgotten by the world.

At night, the wind blew, and the clothes and sleeves were drenched. Zheng Zhao felt a little chilly, so he laughed at himself and walked back to the house.Good day and night, what to do with these things.

The raccoon cat in the house was still asleep, Zheng Zhao woke it up, picked up the torch and lit the crane cloak on the box.

The fire ignited the books, burned the three-foot Yaoqin and the heavy Jiangzhen sandalwood case, spread to the gold-colored teeth, and the youth's eyebrows and eyes were reflected brightly.

This can also be regarded as a gift from him to his uncle. After the gold industry, the old affairs of the previous dynasty will be completely annihilated.

At night, the rain stopped and the clouds broke, and the fire burned even more intensely, turning half the sky red.

It turned out that a heavy lock was used instead of the eunuch guarding the gate, which saved time and time. At this time, the eunuch guarding the gate hurriedly touched the keys to open the locks one after another.

Soldiers in single clothes came running from the Imperial Mausoleum guard with buckets in their hands. The captain looked at the high wall with a pale face.

"How could there be a fire!" The captain stared and asked the chief eunuch.

The chief eunuch's pale face turned blue, "Such a high wall, absolutely? No one can go in."

The two of them looked at each other face to face, and they had a conjecture in their hearts that they didn't dare to say out loud. Was the fire ordered by the Ninth Five-Year Master in Beijing?

If neither the Weisuo nor the chief eunuch has been instructed, it is to make them pay for their crimes.

"Open!" The little eunuch yelled, and the soldiers rushed in, but they saw the flames soaring into the sky, and no one really came out.

Cihuamao huddled in the corner, seeing so many people coming in, it was so frightened that it shivered, and it didn't have the momentum it had when getting along with Zheng Zhao.The rain on the weeds wets its fur, and its two green ghost-like eyes are staring at the people running back and forth.

At dawn, the fire was extinguished.

Zheng Zhao was sitting on the porch, bored watching the eunuchs carrying the charred corpses, crying and kneeling together, how loyal and courageous they seemed.

The grandfather should be satisfied when he sees it, and the mother may feel distressed, but it doesn't matter if he can't see it.

Originally thought that there would be a brief meeting at Naihe Bridge, but under the urging voice of Meng Po, they drank a bowl of soup and reluctantly parted again. They never saw each other, but there was nothing.

Zheng Zhao sighed slightly, walking under the sunlight, his figure was so thin that he was almost invisible.

Fortunately, he can still walk out of this? Yard, although? Not far.

What time is Liuying, flying back and forth.

postscript.

Dynasties are like big waves and sandy rivers. Generations come and go, changing with each passing day.The former imperial mausoleum has long been turned into a scenic spot. People talk about those emperors surnamed Zheng, and the respected kings who are not emperors and are buried here.

Unlike the emperor who was buried with a dead body, King Jing was buried on the spot.

In recent years, Zheng Zhao's favorite thing to do is to count incense.In this imperial mausoleum lie his ancestors, his descendants, his incomparable generations.After many calculations, the emperor who is most missed by the world is still his grandfather.

"In front of the Zheng family? A few? Emperors? One generation? Not as good as one generation? But at least they are normal people. How come the ones behind? All of them seem to be genetically mutated. They are so weird that they can't even do it. Emperor Guangwen can say that he is a moral model."

"The rites collapsed and the music deteriorated. It was like this at the end of the dynasty. You still want to learn history."

Two high school girls chatting behind the class line.

The white long-haired cat napped in the spacious road, and tourists walked around it patiently.

Zheng Zhao knew that it should be the descendant of that raccoon cat, but unfortunately it was hard to tell which generation it was.

That little thing with teeth and claws used it to dominate the entire imperial mausoleum.

Much longer than his dynasty.

Drones are flying in the sky, and staff carrying guns are rushing around the cemetery to shoot this year's documentary.

"Hi, sir." A female voice interrupted Zheng Zhao's train of thought.

The girl was in her early twenties, wearing a floral dress, a candy-colored sunscreen shirt, and white graffiti canvas shoes.She was holding a sketchbook in her hand, on which? a tombstone was being smeared, like an art student from a nearby academy of fine arts.

The girl asked with some embarrassment: "May I ask which way to go to Feiling? I followed the signpost for two laps and couldn't find it."

Zheng Zhao pointed to the west side, "Go straight along the road."

"Thank you." The girl said? She took out her mobile phone and clicked on the QR code, "I'm afraid I still can't find it, can you add a WeChat?"

"No." Zheng Zhao smiled and shook his head, "I don't have WeChat."

"You can also make a phone call." The girl was not discouraged.

Zheng Zhao saw not far behind her, there was also a girl with dyed blue hair, who was full of encouragement and cheering her friend.He said helplessly, "I don't have a mobile phone, really."

"How is it possible?" The girl obviously? I don't believe it, even remote mountainous areas have mobile phones these days, right?Especially in a big city.

Zheng Zhaodao: "Don't you find that I am a little strange?"

The girl looked at him with rounded eyes, her face flushed slightly, she still shook her head, and said puzzledly: "There is nothing strange, everything is good."

Zheng Zhao could only remind: "Look at the ground."

At noon, the sun shines brightly on the pines and cypresses, and the willow branches are bright.

The girl lowered her head as she said, her pupils constricted, and there was only a ghastly shadow on the ground.She was so startled that she took a step back and wanted to raise her head to look at him again, but she forcibly suppressed it, as if she was afraid that when she raised her head again, he would have turned into a terrifying appearance.

"Go back." Zheng Zhao's voice was very soft.

The girl turned around with her eyes closed and ran backwards. When she reached her friend, her feet were so weak that she fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, her friend quickly helped her up, laughed and joked, "I wouldn't be so excited if I want to go to WeChat."

The girl cried and shook her head, "Look at his shadow, he has no shadow."

The friend was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at the young man in front of him? He made them linger sideways. He was dressed in a very ordinary way, and his feet were empty.

"Ah—" screams rang out one after another.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The man in the orange security vest hurried over, saw the two girls who were still in shock in the crowd, and asked with concern, "Is it because of a leak? There are surveillance cameras, don’t be afraid, the police are already on their way.”

"No, no, no..." The two? Girls? Trembling all over, "We saw a person? There was no shadow."

Hearing this, the security guard was extremely surprised. He thought about all the ghost stories he had heard since he joined the job, and he was a little terrified, but he still put on a reliable look, and comforted the girl: "At noon, everyone's shadows are very short. May be blinded."

"No, both of us saw it, there was really no shadow!" The girl insisted on saying this until the police came.

Sitting in the office, the little policeman raised his spirits to look at the surveillance that was called up today. There was indeed a young man in the place pointed out by the two girls, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye at the girls' fork.

"Fuck!" The little policeman couldn't help but shuddered, and hurried out with arms folded, "Master, come and see!"

Zheng Zhao sighed, and sat on the chair that the little policeman had just left, daubing the surveillance video casually.

Perhaps, it's time to get yourself a shadow.

The author has something to say: First of all, I would like to apologize for the long interruption.

My second half of 2020 was really difficult, maybe painful, and I fell into an unbearable situation.

Difficulties at work have prompted physical illness and suffered mental torture.

Floating alone in a different place to bear the pressure of life, quarreling with unsuspecting family members, and then crying bitterly in the middle of the night, adding charcoal to the shopping cart, waking up to watch dawn and continuing to work, and then accumulating bad emotions while working.

I have been insisting and enduring, telling myself that everyone is like this, everyone is here, don't pretend that you are special.

Until the physical examination report, I looked at it, and finally realized that I wanted to survive, and I wanted to live a better life.

So, I fell into a tangle, resigning or being resigned. Fortunately, God helped me make a decision.

When I received the notice, I was also sad for a long time. I bought myself a tiramisu and had an unimaginable birthday.

Fortunately, forget it, I can't type out the good content, so I won't write it.

Hope for a new year and a new life.

I'm planning to go home for the next time in April, and if there are no accidents, I should start a new article at the end of April.

Anyway, I'm sorry, it's troublesome too.