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Put on the clothes for He Chuiyi, hastily bandaged the wound, changed into clothes and set off back to Luozhou City.

Yongquan Temple is located on the upper side of Jinjiang River, echoing with Luozhou City.

After taking the Zhihan Pill, He Chuiyi was as cold as ice, following the doctor's instructions, Emperor Wu didn't dare to wear too much on him, so he could only hug his cold body tightly in his arms.

Emperor Wu picked a horse with the fastest schedule and rushed back to Luozhou City in less than an hour. By this time, the night was already dark.

He needed to stay temporarily in Luozhou City, so he wanted to ride his horse directly into the city. Unexpectedly, a long whip whipped towards the city gate. Emperor Wu reacted quickly and grabbed the tail.

"Flying nine-section whip? I didn't see clearly last time, so you are Mo Zhu." Emperor Wu looked coldly, and the man sitting on the side of the wall was crossing his legs, looking at something bored. One cannot guess his actions.

Mo Zhu propped his elbows on his knees, narrowed his amber eyes slightly, looked at the person in Emperor Wu's arms, and asked neither sad nor happy: "What did you do to him?"

"I did what I should do." Emperor Wu lowered his head and put his lips to He Chuiyi's cold forehead lovingly, then asked: "It was you who rescued Zhong Xiaoshi? The ambush I set up is probably only you alone." It's hard to escape, let alone add a Zhong Xiaoshi."

Emperor Wu had already expected that He Chuiyi would bring someone from Yinfengzhai, but he did not expect that this person was the famous assassin Mo Zhu in the world.

Mo Zhu's eyes were terribly cold, "Just because of that little person, you want to stop me?"

"It's true that you are powerful, but you can't beat four punches with two hands." Emperor Wu looked him up, "Are you really unscathed?"

As if to prove to the emperor, he jumped off the high wall, "What do you think?"

Emperor Wu looked at him with a half-smile, and clamped his horse's belly, "Drive!"

"Where are you taking him?" Mo Zhu asked.

Emperor Wu said with a gloomy face, "Do you know that He Chuiyi has been poisoned?"

Mo Zhu was stunned for a moment, then said immediately: "When?"

"After he asked me to understand the medicine. Mo Zhu, no matter what you think of him, no matter whether He Chuiyi lives or dies, I will never give him up to you." He looked down at Mo Zhu condescendingly, and then He said: "I don't know who he gave that antidote to, but there are only two antidote in this world, and my one is gone."

Mo Zhu's body was shaken suddenly, he raised his head in disbelief and said, "What about the other one?"

Something flashed in Emperor Wu's eyes, without concealing it, he said directly: "Yongquan Temple, in the hands of Abbot Shanye."

"I'll get it!" Mo Zhu turned around and walked out after finishing speaking. Emperor Wu looked at him with murderous eyes, and seeing that he really planned to go, he said: "It's so late, and there are no monks to open the door. You What can I do."

"Go get it back."

After hearing this, Emperor Wu's eyes froze, he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Anyone in Yinfeng Village accepts any entrustment?"

"I won't pick you up." Mo Zhu choked.

"What if you want to save him?" Emperor Wu sneered.

Mo Zhu was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Go."

Emperor Wu clenched his fists and rubbed his cheeks against He Chuiyi's hair, which calmed down the emotions surging in his heart.

"Tomorrow morning, wait in front of the city gate."

Mo Zhu lazily took a few steps forward, tied the nine-section whip back to his waist, smiled softly, and said, "You said just now that you won't give him up to me?"

"Correct."

"Emperor, you are too self-righteous." Mo Zhu caressed his lips through the mask, "He is already mine."

The blue veins on Emperor Wu's hand suddenly exploded, almost breaking the skin, and he almost pulled He Chuiyi into his flesh and blood with one hand. He Chuiyi, who was unconscious, wanted to touch the cluster of torches in the ice and snow, and couldn't help but want to stick more. Arched body like a kitten.

"You don't mind his past with me?" Emperor Wu said.

Mo Zhu shook his head, and said: "The prodigal son won't be exchanged for gold when he turns back, let alone him? Even if I would mind, it would be because your dirty body touched him, not because he was treated badly by others."

"Is it just dirty? Is he being rude to others?"

Mo Zhu nodded his head as a matter of course, and said: "He is so likable, the problem must be on you."

Sure enough, people are divided into groups, and Emperor Wu actually felt that what Mo Zhu and He Chuiyi said could make people mad.

Emperor Wu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Assassination of Zhen, I haven't bothered with you yet, so you can do it yourself."

Seeing Emperor Wu ride away on horseback, Mo Zhu stood where he was, the arrogance he had when facing Emperor Wu disappeared, and then became heavy.

He lowered his head, the moonlight couldn't illuminate his face, the creepy blue ghost mask hooked two curved fangs, but at this moment it didn't look scary at all.

"Why... didn't you tell me?" The night was as cold as water, his voice was like a night insect touching the lake, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Resting at the prefect's mansion that night, He Chuiyi woke up once during the night, he opened his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see what it was, but felt that he was terribly cold, so he put it on something warm.

Emperor Wu pinched He Chuiyi's waist and observed his body temperature all night.

Early the next morning, Emperor Wu left the prefect's mansion with He Chuiyi, and when he arrived at the city gate, Mo Zhu was still sitting in the same place as yesterday.

Seeing the two men coming on horseback, Mo Zhu jumped off the wall and asked: "What do you want to entrust me with?"

Emperor Wu had already expected that Mozhu would be waiting here, so he threw the reins of another horse to him, and said, "Just listen to what I say, and don't act on your own. Abbot Shanye is my cousin. I don't want to fight with you unless it is absolutely necessary." If he does not give the antidote, I will trouble you to steal it back for me."

Mo Zhu glanced into his arms, nodded, and got on the horse.

Yongquan Temple was built in the mountain wall on the right side of the Jinjiang River, and there was no road for horses to walk down the mountain, so the three had to abandon their horses and go up the mountain on foot.

When getting off the carriage, Mo Zhu wanted to take He Cuiyi, but Emperor Wu jumped off the horse with his arms in his arms, without looking at him, and said: "From here on, it is the famous 110 stones in Yongquan Temple. step, let's go."

Mo Zhu gritted his teeth and withdrew his hand, angrily followed behind him.

The stone steps are two feet wide and extend straight from the bottom of the mountain to the entrance of Yongquan Temple. In the past, sincere worshipers would kneel all the way from the bottom of the mountain to Yongquan Temple.

Walking halfway up the mountain, Emperor Wu hugged He Cuiyi and walked away out of breath. Mo Zhu wanted to take it over several times, but Emperor Wu kept silent with a cold face, even if he didn't hand over the person to him, Mo Zhu's panting was a little uneven later, Emperor Wu saw Then he mocked: "Are you injured?"

These few stone steps are nothing to those who practice martial arts all the year round, Mo Zhu shouldn't be so tired.

A drop of sweat rolled down from the gap in the mask, Mo Zhu put his hands on his knees, looked back at Emperor Wu, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, don't waste time."

An hour later, the three finally arrived at the gate of Yongquan Temple. The sweeping monk in front of the gate glanced at them and asked someone to bring two cups of tea.

"The almsgiver, please have some tea. The poor monk will inform the abbot first."

The sweeping monk recognized Emperor Wu, so he naturally thought he was looking for Abbot Shanye, so he went to deliver a message for them.

Emperor Wu didn't stop him when he saw this. He was so hot that he climbed up all the way. He was afraid that his body temperature would infect He Chuiyi, causing the toxin to circulate throughout his body faster, so he probed He Chuiyi's body temperature with his chin, and it was still cold. of.

After a while, the sweeping monk came back unhurriedly. He put his hands together and bowed to Emperor Wu, saying: "Abbot Shanye has something to do now, I don't know what the benefactor can do."

Emperor Wu's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "I came to ask him for the antidote."

The sweeping monk went to deliver the message again, and Mo Zhu leaned on one side of the stone pillar and said leisurely: "Your cousin? You are the emperor, and there is something more important than you?"

Facing Mo Zhu's ridicule, Emperor Wu was indifferent, his eyes were always looking at the direction the monk was leaving.

When he was young, the floor-sweeping monk returned to the door. He looked at Emperor Wu calmly, sighed subtly, and said, "The abbot said, don't be dishonest when a benefactor comes to worship Buddha for help. Ordinary people, when they kowtow and kneel up from the next step of the mountain, they show their sincerity."

Hearing this, Emperor Wu stared at Mo Zhu with a stiff face. The latter knew it well and was about to leave without anyone noticing. The monk said again: "The abbot also said that only the Buddha and himself know the antidote. Honestly, the Buddha will also shut you out."

Emperor Wu closed his eyes and sneered, "I know."

Mo Zhu stepped forward and said: "If you don't kneel, I will kneel, I will kneel up from the mountain and ask the abbot to give me the antidote!"

The monk shook his head and said: "The abbot specially instructed that this antidote is the last one in the world. Although the abbot converted to Buddhism, he did not forget the relatives who were connected by blood in the past. He only gave this precious antidote to one person. "

Emperor Wu didn't speak, turned around and walked down the stone steps with He Chuiyi in his arms, Mo Zhu's eyes turned red anxiously, and shouted: "Aren't you going to save him?"

He looked at the pale face of the man in his arms, but didn't respond, and just continued to walk back.

Helpless, Mo Zhu had no choice but to chase him down, the downhill was not as difficult as when they came up, and they quickly went down the mountain.

When he stopped, Mo Zhu said: "If you don't save him, then hand him over to me, and I will save him."

Emperor Wu gave him a flat look, and said with a sneer, "You came to rescue? What are you going to save? If he hadn't given you the antidote, how could you have ended up like this?"

Mo Zhu was speechless, "There will always be a way."

"But He Chuiyi can't wait, he only has three days." Emperor Wu sighed.

"What?!" Mo Zhu suddenly opened his eyes wide, he looked at He Chuiyi who was motionless in Emperor Wu's arms, and an indescribable emotion rushed into his heart, "How is it possible..."

Emperor Wu lowered his head, looked at He Chuiyi's face, his dry lips suddenly imprinted on his eyebrows, and said to Mo Zhu: "I don't worry about leaving him in Yongquan Temple, you hold him for me."

Mo Zhu looked at him in shock, "What do you want to do?"

"As you can see." Emperor Wu said.

"When you were in Yinfeng Village, didn't you want to kill him?"

"……Yes."

"Then why did you save him?" Mo Zhu asked suspiciously.

"I don't know."

He lifted the front robe and knelt down to the wet ground.

Zijin Gun's clothes were stained with the soil on the ground, and Mo's hair sank into the stagnant water as he lowered his head.

After kneeling one step, he got up and took a step forward, then continued to kneel and kowtow.

Seeing Emperor Wu's movements, Mo Zhu felt the shock in his heart beyond words, so he followed him. Every time Emperor Wu went up a step, he took a step.

He Chuiyi's body is very light, so it doesn't have much impact.

Emperor Wu was seriously injured, but yesterday he was exposed to the rain and fell into the river, the wound may have deteriorated, and after these actions, his body is almost tottering.

"Take a break?" Seeing his complexion, Mo Zhu couldn't help saying.

Emperor Wu gritted his teeth and shook his head, but his legs could not be stretched straight, so he could only move his knees and kneel up the stone steps, beads of sweat kept sliding down his face, a few drops fell on his eyebrows, and one of them fell into his eyes, and a sharp pain came , so that Emperor Wu's consciousness is much clearer.

The long steps winding like a flying dragon stretched straight to the gate of Yongquan Temple. The two of them were as small as ants, approaching Yongquan Temple slowly and heavily.

Mo Zhu looked at Emperor Wu's tall and straight back, and at He Chuiyi who was sleeping soundly in his arms.He Chuiyi who was asleep looked very docile, except that his face was paler than usual, there was not much difference.

In his opinion, this plain face is particularly annoying and distressing at this time.

"Do you love him?" Mo Zhu asked.

Emperor Wu's body froze for a moment, his eyelashes drooped, and he didn't answer immediately.

He seems to need to think about it.

Love or not, if the person who asked this question was He Chuiyi, he would definitely say no without hesitation.

Is it Mo Zhu who asked this question?How should I answer him.

"I... need him."

Just like humans need food, fish need water.

Mo Zhu's pupils suddenly dilated, "If that's the case, why did you force him away?"

Emperor Wu did not answer this question for a long time.

After that, Emperor Wu did not respond until he knelt down at Yongquan Temple.

The sweeping monk showed them tea, and then went to inform Abbot Shanye.

Emperor Wu supported the ground and wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak, so he knelt down in the middle of standing several times.He trembled violently, gritted his teeth, and got up several times to no avail, but he was not reconciled, and tried to stand up after several failures.

He suddenly found it funny, it turned out that there really was karma, not long ago the King of Guijing was made to kneel at Yongquan Temple, now it was his turn again.

Mo Zhu was no better than him, he took off his Taoist robe, spread it on the floor, let He Chuiyi sit against the wall, he squatted down panting unevenly, felt He Chuiyi's pulse, he was relieved when he saw nothing unusual.

Turning around and walking towards Emperor Wu, seeing him sitting on the stone steps and kneading his calves, he took another cup of tea over.

Emperor Wu took it, took a sip, and it was rare for the two of them to stay together peacefully.

Not long after, the monk finally came back, Mo Zhu stepped forward to meet him, and asked, "Where's the antidote?"

The monk sighed and shook his head, clasped his hands together, bowed to Emperor Wu, and persuaded him: "Almsgiver, there must be some time in your life, and there is no time in your life, so don't force it."

Emperor Wu's face turned cold, but he was not surprised, he had already guessed that Abbot Shanye would not easily give him the antidote.

"Stop talking nonsense, why is he willing to give me the antidote?"

The monk sighed again, "The abbot said, the almsgiver's heart is not sincere."

Mo Zhu became angry, and said: "They all knelt up, and their hearts are not sincere. I am sincere, let me take it out and show it to him?"

"The donor is too impetuous."

"The almsgiver knelt on Yongquan Temple, but there was no blood on his forehead, which shows that his heart is not sincere. The abbot does not see people who are not sincere, and the Buddha does not allow dishonest things."

Mozhu suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind the sweeping monk, strangled the monk's neck with a nine-section whip, and said with a gloomy face, "I will kneel for him."

The monk seemed to have expected it, without any panic or fear, and said: "The benefactor must not act impulsively."

"Be sincere? I kneel for him, I am more sincere than him!"

"The abbot told me that he only saw one person today."

"He courted death?"

Emperor Wu didn't know when he stood up, "Mozhu, don't do unnecessary things, you are waiting here..."

Mo Zhu looked at the monk angrily, then returned to He Cuiyi, wrapped him in a Taoist robe and picked him up.

"I'll go with you, if I stay here, I can't help but kill him."

It took the two of them two hours to kneel up to Yongquan Temple, and another half an hour to walk down.

The piercing pain from his knees had covered his whole body at some point, his limbs were so stiff that he could barely lift up, if Mozhu hadn't caught him in time on the way down the mountain, he would have fallen from here, and he would have been smashed to pieces.

"There are more than 1 stone stairs. If you see blood on every step, you will die. What's more, Abbot Shanye is trying to make things difficult for you. What kind of hatred do you have with him?"

Emperor Wu was so angry that he closed his eyes tiredly, and replied: "After ascending the throne, I killed his whole family."

Mo Zhu was startled, and said in a low voice: "Damn it."

Back at the foot of the mountain, Emperor Wu's face was already pale. He was covered in unsightly clothes and a lot of hair was scattered on his head, looking very embarrassed.But his eyes are so firm, which makes Mo Zhu very puzzled.

However, Emperor Wu didn't give him time to think, he lifted his robe and knelt down abruptly, with a loud noise, as if even his bones were crushed.

He kowtowed hard towards the wet steps, a dull pain suddenly came to his head, his eyes turned black, but he didn't stop.

Until now, he didn't understand why he did this, and now there was only one thought in his mind: He Chuiyi must not die.

Climbing up in a daze, he kowtowed heavily one after another, his body was almost unable to hold on, every time at this time, he would kowtow hard to the ground, as if reminding himself with pain.

At this moment, he may have forgotten his identity and that he should not bear this humiliation.He didn't even think that even if he knelt down, Abbot Shanye might not give him the antidote.

"Emperor," even Mo Zhu couldn't bear it, "Can't I grab the antidote?"

Emperor Wu didn't speak, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, with trembling palms, he managed to climb the stone steps with great difficulty, and he had to use all his strength to climb up.

The place he passed was covered with blood, the fabric in front of his knees was worn out, and there were many fine stones where he knelt, and he pressed them hard, and they sank into the flesh and blood.

In the end, Mo Zhu refused to persuade him.

After He Chuiyi and Emperor Wu left Luozhou City yesterday, he rescued Zhong Xiaoshi from prison, but he didn't want to be ambushed by Emperor Wu. It was very difficult to escape, let alone bring a Zhong Xiaoshi with him.

After going back and forth for several hours, he couldn't hold it anymore.

This time, Emperor Wu didn't climb halfway for two full hours.

His five fingers were already drenched with blood, and his whole body was covered with blood. Every time he moved a step, a bloodstain was left behind.

The eyelids seem to be hung with a hook, and they are constantly being pulled down. The blood flowing along the contours of the face draws a bloody curtain in front of the eyes. Repeat the action over and over again.

He Chuiyi opened his eyes from the icy cold, and when he saw Mo Zhu's bloodless face, even the peach blossom eyes that always had a smile were dimmed.

Mo Zhu raised his legs, his body suddenly lost control, and he threw himself forward. He Cuiyi felt his body was tilting. He opened his eyes slightly, and suddenly the world spun. Meat pads.

"Mo..." He Chuiyi shivered from the cold, his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Hearing his voice, Emperor Wu slowly raised his bloody face, and He Chuiyi's eyes met him unexpectedly.

"you you……"

Emperor Wu quickly looked away and moved his chapped lips, but no sound came out.

"Are you awake?" Mo Zhu sat up and smiled weakly.

"Where are you... taking me?" He Chuiyi asked.

"Get the antidote."

He Chuiyi looked at Emperor Wu, as if he understood something in an instant, he stretched out his hand towards Emperor Wu, and said: "The antidote...don't take it, take me back."

"No." Emperor Wu shook his head slightly, stretched out his shocking hand, and grabbed He Chuiyi with great effort, "If you want to take it, I won't let you die."

"You don't want to kill me?"

"think."

"Then don't save me."

"Do not."

He Chuiyi tightly grasped Mo Zhu's clothes, his voice was a little choked up: "I won't love you anymore."

Emperor Wu's eyes trembled, he immediately lowered his head, and said to himself, "If you don't try, how will you know?"

"I don't want to owe you anything."

"I will let you never be clear... Always listen to me."

Mo Zhu's hand that hugged him suddenly tightened, and his expression unconsciously became tense.

Grabbing He Cuiyi's hand, he exhausted all his strength at this moment.

"Give me a good life."

"Emperor, do you love me?"

Emperor Wu shook his head, paused every word, and said firmly: "No, love."

He Cuiyi closed his eyes, buried his head in Mo Jiang's arms, tapped the flute lightly with his right hand, and with a burst of rustling sounds, the Gu worm crawled towards Emperor Wu with a heart, sucked the blood from Emperor Wu, and wiped all the dirt on his wound. Everything cleaned up.

Following the blood-scented Gu worms crawling into Mo Jiang's clothes, He Chuiyi sensed something, looked at Mo Zhu in astonishment, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Mo Zhu gritted his teeth and didn't answer.

"Put me down!" He Chuiyi was a little anxious.

Mo Zhu shook his head, and put his hand on the back of his neck, "You are poisoned, walking around will speed up the spread of the poison."

He Cuiyi only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, his consciousness soon fell into chaos, and the Gu worm quickly crawled back as he fell into a deep sleep.

Afterwards, the two were silent and did not return to Yongquan Temple until evening.

Mo Zhu settled He Chuiyi, and then dragged and dragged Emperor Wu to his feet.

The gate of the temple has been closed, only the two lanterns in front of the gate are dimly lit.

Emperor Wu's whole body seemed to be run over by a carriage, unable to move at all, his forehead was bloody and bloody, and he was in extreme embarrassment.

Among the three, only Mozhu still has the ability to move.

He stepped forward and knocked on the door, and the door was quickly opened, and it was still the sweeping monk.

The monk held a dustpan in his arms, which contained medicine porcelain bottles and white cloth.

"Monk, is your heart sincere enough this time?" Mo Zhu asked coldly.

The monk sighed, said nothing, bowed to him, walked up to Emperor Wu, and said, "The poor monk bandaged the benefactor."

Emperor Wu blocked his hand, "Where is Abbot Shanye?"

"Benefactor, let the poor monk bandage you first."

"What about others?" Emperor Wu continued to ask.

The floor-sweeping monk sighed: "The abbot said, it's late at night, let the almsgiver come back tomorrow."

"Where is that bald donkey, I'll look for him!" Mo Zhu's eyes were red with anger, "Isn't he playing with us?"

The sweeping monk kept shaking his head and sighed, "So let the poor monk bandage the almsgiver first."

Emperor Wu gritted his teeth and nodded.

The monk heaved a sigh of relief, knelt down to bandage him, and Mo Zhu sat down beside He Cuiyi in frustration.

The monk bandaged the wounds all over Emperor Wu's body, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, the King of Guijing doesn't know that you two are outside Yongquan Temple."

Emperor Wu raised his head and glanced at him, then nodded immediately, "I see."

"Farewell, poor monk." The sweeping monk turned and left.

After he left, Mo Zhu stood up, looked at the direction where the sweeping monk left, and said, "Will King Guijing help you?"

"His daughter is still in the palace, so he dare not help."

"Where is he, I'll go find him."

Emperor Wu raised his eyes and looked at him, "You should be seriously injured, can you still move?"

"can."

"Where is he?"

"There are several wing rooms behind the main hall, and he should be in there."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Zhu climbed up the wall in one go, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The faint candlelight outside the door made everything look so peaceful, Emperor Wu moved his body and moved closer to He Chuiyi.

After a cup of tea, Mozhu fell off the wall.

"That bald donkey didn't lie, the King of Guijing really didn't know we were coming."

Emperor Wu nodded exhaustedly, but didn't rest anymore, and stood up with his body supported.

After a while, the gate of the temple was opened, and it was Prince Guijing who came out.

When he saw Emperor Wu was dumbfounded, he quickly threw himself on the ground, kowtowed and said: "The escort came late, please punish the emperor!"

Emperor Wu straightened his back, stood with his hands behind his back, he couldn't see Cai Cai's embarrassment at all, and said: "Those who don't know are innocent, take me to see Abbot Shanye."

"Your Majesty, please come with your servants."

Emperor Wu looked back at Mo Zhu, who understood, picked up He Cuiyi and followed him.

Guijing Dynasty looked in his arms, and saw the nine-section whip protruding from his waist, his expression changed immediately, and he stepped forward to stop him, "You can't enter the holy land of Buddhism!"

"Then I'll send him in." Mo Zhu looked at the human in his arms and said.

"Neither can he..."

"Give him to me, and I will take him in."

"Your majesty?!" King Guijing shouted in shock.

Emperor Wu ignored it and walked towards Mozhu with big strides, without any trace of his knee being injured.

Mo Zhu hugged He Chuiyi, and when Emperor Wu took He Chuiyi, he clearly felt the figure of Emperor Wu shaking.

Emperor Wu hugged He Chuiyi and lifted it up, "Let's go."

When King Guijing turned around and closed the door, Mo Zhu was still looking into Emperor Wu's arms, when the last gap was closed, Mo Zhu covered his chest with one hand, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He said cursingly: "I didn't expect those wine bags and rice bags in the palace to be capable. It took me a long time."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he didn't stay long, and immediately walked down the mountain.

This temple doesn't look like a place with a doctor, he has to go back to Luozhou City and ask someone to bring the doctor here.

No, next time I will charge He Chuiyi more money, let him pay for the rest of his life, and see how the dog emperor will make a wrong idea.

Emperor Wu walked forward with a sullen face, while the king of Guijing stood aside anxiously to guide him.

"Your majesty, are you injured? Why don't you go take a shower and change your clothes first, and bandage the wound?"

"No need."

The King of Guijing vaguely guessed what happened. Although the incident back then was not a deep hatred, how could his brother have no complaints when he was forced to become a monk?

When he arrived at the door of the bedroom, King Guijing said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, elder brother is just...just..."

Emperor Wu sneered and said, "Just what? Just want to use the name of the Buddha to avenge personal revenge? Just want to humiliate me? Or just want me to die?"

King Guijing's face turned pale in an instant, and he knelt down hastily, "Your Majesty!"

Emperor Wu said impatiently: "Don't worry, I just came to get the antidote, I have already done what he said, if he doesn't give it again, don't blame my ruthless subordinates!"

He didn't give King Gui Jing another chance to speak, and ordered: "Knock on the door."

The King of Guijing stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, a clear voice came from the door: "Come in."

This voice is very young, it is unimaginable that he has become the abbot of a temple at such a young age.

Emperor Wu kicked in the door, and the candlelight flickered inside. A monk in black was meditating with his eyes closed, knocking on the wooden fish from time to time.

He has a handsome face, about 27 or [-] years old, even with his eyes closed, he can still see that the end of his eyes are slightly upturned. If nothing else, this young monk has a pair of amazing Danfeng eyes.

"Give me the antidote." Emperor Wu always treated him coldly.

Hearing this, the young monk's thin lips slightly curled up, and he opened his eyes suddenly. As expected, he had beautiful red phoenix eyes, neither arrogant nor angry, but inexplicably light-hearted.

"Wu..." His voice sounded suddenly, and suddenly he stopped, looking at Emperor Wu without blinking, as if he wanted to see Emperor Wu's reaction.

"Shut up!" Emperor Wu yelled angrily, as if someone had uncovered his pain.

Abbot Shanye smiled, "After kneeling twice, are you still so energetic?"

"Give me the antidote!" Emperor Wu said.

"I can give you the antidote, but you have to give me something in return."

"What do you want to do?"

He stood up from where he was, holding a palm-sized box in his hand, and walking towards Emperor Wu, he said, "Do you still remember what you asked me to do?"

Emperor Wu sullenly did not answer.

"You, let me poison my family with my own hands. I ask myself that if I am not a good man and a woman, I don't have any compassion. With you, how can I be half as good as you?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"You let Wu Yue kneel down to Yongquan Temple from the foot of the mountain to test your sincerity, and I will let you kneel twice to test your sincerity. Now, I will let you taste what my family has tasted... No, maybe it's more uncomfortable than that."

Emperor Wu bit his lip. The meat said, "Yes."

Abbot Shanye was stunned for a moment, and said: "Think about it, you know my poison, it's enough for you to survive or die."

Seeing that Emperor Wu's face remained unchanged, Shanye narrowed his eyes slightly, "You don't even want your life for a wicked beast?"

Emperor Wu raised his eyes and looked straight at Shanye, and said sharply, "Fate? How did I survive at that time, don't you know? Is there any difference between whether you want this life or not?"

"Brother Wu, do you insist on saving him?"

"Yes."

Shanye smiled, opened the box in his palm, and took out the black pill in it, "I want to get the antidote, so I took it."

"Brother!" King Guijing shouted in horror.

Shanye glanced at him and continued: "It's a poison I developed recently, and it won't take your life immediately. However, it will devour you bit by bit like a poisonous snake, and it will gradually devour you. Hearing, sight and taste, and then damage your internal organs little by little, let you taste all kinds of hardships in the world, make you unable to survive or die."

As if thinking that Emperor Wu would shrink back after hearing these words, he stretched out the pill in his hand in front of Emperor Wu, and said in a cheerful tone: "Come on, Brother Wu, for this Ye Wushu's substitute, are you willing to suffer for the rest of your life?"

"You have to think clearly, there can be substitutes for anything, but there is only one life."

Hearing these words, Emperor Wu's heart was shocked. He looked down at He Chuiyi's closed eyes, and the pain in his heart covered his limbs in an instant.

Yes, there are substitutes for everything, but there is only one life.

He looked around in the room, his eyes finally fell on a soft couch, he walked towards the soft couch as if no one else was there, carefully placed He Chuiyi on the couch, rubbed his cold hands, and soon returned release.

After doing all this, his legs trembled unpredictably, and he almost couldn't stand up on the edge of the bed.

Emperor Wu pursed his lips tightly, with bulging veins on his forehead, his injured fingers sank deep into the edge of the bed, and he struggled for a while before standing up straight.

He stood by the couch, motionless, and said to Shanye: "Bring the medicine."

The smile on Shanye's face faded a little, "Brother Wu, do you really want to take risks for him?"

He turned his head and stared at He Chuiyi, and said firmly, "I owe him this."

King Guijing's eyes flicked between the two of them, and he wanted to speak several times, but finally fell silent.

Shanye's smile disappeared completely, he strode up to Emperor Wu and said coldly, "Eat."

Emperor Wu took it calmly, and finally sat down on the side of the bed, looking at He Cuiyi with almost nostalgic eyes.

If there is a day, these eyes will not be able to see.

He suddenly wanted to hear He Chuiyi's voice and taste the sweat on He Chuiyi's body.

Making this person his own from beginning to end is beyond anyone's imagination.

At that moment, a crazy idea rose in Emperor Wu's mind.

He knew He Chuiyi very well.If he becomes a complete useless person because of He Chuiyi, He Chuiyi will definitely stay by his side forever.

Use his guilt, his sin, to tie him by his side forever.

He stretched out his hand and copied He Chuiyi's face.

"Would you blame me if I did this?"

Of course, no one will answer.

Emperor Wu sighed and put the poison into his mouth. When the poison was close to his lips, a hand suddenly grabbed him.

He looked at Shanye puzzledly, "I have already promised you."

Shanye looked at him in disbelief, and almost squeezed out the words: "There is no cure for this poison. There is no cure for this poison, do you understand?"

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Ji Xinghe entered a book.

Soon, this small mountain village will be completely wiped out by the devil Chi Zui.

And he, with the script of group destruction in his hand, reserved the VIP seats in the front row.

Ji Xinghe was very desperate.

Fortunately, in this world of comprehension where Jindan is as numerous as dogs and Yuanying walks everywhere, the elixir is extinct.

System: Host!As long as we light up this illustrated book, we can make it to the final game!

Ji Xinghe lived a hard life of helping the old village chief move mountains today, and planting flowers for Aunt Wang at the entrance of the village tomorrow...

Until one day he suddenly discovered,

The crazy doctor on the mountain is the king of medicine, Aunt Wang at the entrance of the village is the ancestor of a certain spiritual race, and the old village chief who is afraid of water is a humanoid buff dispenser...

【Small Theater [-]】

When meeting for the first time, the villain's appearance is peerless, Ji Xinghe was shocked and fell in love with him at first sight.

Ji Xinghe: Fellow Daoist, I am very pleased with you. I wonder if you can become a Daoist companion with me?

Chi Zui: Sorry, I only have swords in my heart.

Ji Xinghe: Alright, goodbye.

Dao Xuanzi: Alas, today is also a day when I worry about my apprentice getting married to that sword...

After amnesia:

Ji Xinghe smiled and patted the head of the little grandson of the old village chief who brought him a big bag of seeds.

Seeing this, Chi Zui became sulky and didn't speak for the whole afternoon.

The next day, he got up early, went up the mountain and cut a row of trees and came back. (Xianjian Wangchen abandons himself in the corner...

Dragging it in front of Ji Xinghe, he said, "Don't touch him, touching me is enough."

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his precious head.

Ji Xinghe: Who the hell can stand it?

【Edible Guide】

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