Yunyue past events

Yue Qian took off his ugly jacket, revealing the bloody welts on his shoulders and backs. The worst part of the whipping was not the backs of the shoulders, but his arms.

Father Chang picked herbs, crushed them on a stone slab, and then carefully applied the crushed herbs to Yueqian's back and arms. Even though Yueqian was strong, he still gritted his teeth in pain and sweated profusely.

Compared with pain, another kind of emotion breeds in the bottom of my heart, biting like a snake, that is hatred.

This dark emotion accumulated in his heart day and night, making Yueqian not like a 12-year-old child.

Children are carefree and happy.

At night, in order to avoid infection of the wound on his back, Yue Qian slept on his stomach.

This is not a comfortable sleeping position, the chest is pressed against the straw mat, and it is difficult to breathe.

Entering the dreamland, Yue Qian felt that his abdomen was sticking to the ground, he meandered and turned into a snake.

A green snake with golden pupils and a mane on its back.

The night was filled with mist, and the green snake didn't know where it was, but it kept moving towards one place. It seemed that it was summoned by people's voices, and a group of people were chanting something, with solemn and lengthy tones.

Gradually, the fog in front of the eyes dissipated, and a full moon shone in front of it. The green snake raised its head and saw the Qingwang Temple in the dense forest and deep mountains.

From the outside, the entrance of the temple is a tall cave. Above the cave is a stone carving, which is engraved with the family emblem of the Yunyue royal family - a snake that spits out a letter.

The snake in the family emblem also has a mane on the back of the snake, but it is different from the green snake transformed by Yueqian, that is, it also has horns.

The long horn is an adult body, and the green snake transformed by Yue Qian is still a juvenile snake.

The woodcut pendant Yue Qian wears is in the shape of the family emblem, but the pendant is small and has no obvious features, while the family emblem engraved at the entrance of Qingwang Temple is large and conspicuous.

If the snake-like thing with horns on the head and mane on the back in the clan emblem is a snake, it is actually more like a dragon in its original form.

The green snake continued to move forward, and the chanting sound in his ears became more and more clear, and the sound came from inside the temple.

The majestic temple is a huge natural karst cave. There is a hall in the middle of the karst cave. Several huge stone pillars lean towards the deep and dark roof of the cave. The stone mantle is dense and the stone corridor is secluded.

Finally, the green snake saw a ray of moonlight shining directly into the cave from the gap on the top of the mountain, and the moonlight hit a tall statue in the middle of the hall.

It was a statue of King Qing.

A statue of a man with a snake tail, holding a big axe in his left hand, and a flag in his right hand, a statue of majestic Yaowu!

Surrounded by open space, several witches crouched under the tall statue of King Qing. They kept chanting, raised their hands high, and prayed with their eyes closed.

The green snake passed through Wu Zhi's robe and came to the statue of King Qing. It looked up at the statue, and finally curled up at the feet of the statue of King Qing, resting its head on the stone toes of King Qing. It closed its eyes, A burst of drowsiness hit.

In his sleep, Yue Qian felt that the injuries on his body seemed to no longer hurt so much, even his resentful heart seemed to be soothed, and he felt like returning to his hometown.

Quiet and comfortable.

Like a baby being put in a cradle.

The chanting voices of Wu Ji gathered together and echoed in the cave, over and over again.

In Yue Qian's dream, this seems to be just an illusory scene, but it is a real scene in Qingyue Mountain in Nanjun thousands of miles away.

Two years ago, Yunshui City, the capital of Yunyue Kingdom, was captured by Rong Kingdom. Some people of Yunyue Kingdom fled to Nanjun, which is full of virgin forests and swamps.

Such a place is full of miasma and poisonous insects, the land is undeveloped, and the land is not of much use if it comes, it is difficult for the Rong Kingdom to conquer, and it has no intention of conquering it.

The shamans who fled to Nanjun together would enter the Temple of King Qing on certain days, praying day and night for King Qing to show his divine power and protect the endangered people.

Nanjun was originally the ancestral home of the Yunyue people, so the Qingwang Temple is located here.

Yueqian wakes up from the dream and realizes that he is not in the magnificent temple, but in a dilapidated thatched hut with a chirping bird beside his pillow.

The multicolored crest glows in the dark.

That phoenix bird, it came again.

It seems to be very leisurely, eating enough and having nothing to do, and at night it flies to play in this small thatched hut in the mountains.

Yue Qian was lying on the bed because of the pain. He was taken aback when he saw the bird, then stretched out his injured arm and grabbed the bird with a rude gesture.

The phoenix bird seemed to know that the person in the room was injured and weak, and believed that it would not be hurt. It didn't struggle or cry, it was quiet and well-behaved.

It still rubbed the tiger's mouth in Yueqian's palm with its bird's head like last time.

Even if Yue Qian had some dark thoughts, they disappeared. He let go of the hand holding the bird, and gently held the bird in his arms.

The posture of lying on the stomach makes Yuedi only need to lower his head, and his chin can touch the soft feathers of the bird.

Yueqian, who had never had a pet before, felt tenderness for this small and warm life for the first time. He hugged the phoenix bird and fell asleep with his face next to its body.

The bird's body is warm, its feathers are soft, and it feels good to the touch.

Yueqian fell asleep, and his arm holding Fengniao gradually relaxed. If Fengniao wants to leave the activity, there is no problem at all, but it still maintains its original posture, with its body pressed against the benefactor's cheek, listening to his even breathing .

As soon as Zhao Ling came to Yue Qian's side, he smelled a strong smell of medicine, mixed with bloody smell, this bloody smell made him feel restless, and fluffed his feathers as if facing an enemy.

The blood of the natural enemy, Zhao Ling had an instinctive reaction, although he didn't know what was going on.

Yue Qian's blood made Zhao Ling uncomfortable, but when he saw Yue Qian's appearance clearly, he didn't care about other things, he just felt shocked and sad.

There were large bruises on the corner of Yue Qian's mouth. It was obvious that someone punched him hard, not only his face but also his shoulders and arms. Who beat him all over?

How painful and uncomfortable the benefactor should be.

Yue Qian's eyes were closed, his lips were tightly pressed, he was tired from the pain, even if he didn't look at his appearance, Zhao Ling could feel his weakness as he pressed against his face.

Zhaoling lives in a high position and has never been beaten or scolded. Only when she was bitten by that bad snake, did she experience pain.

At that time, the benefactor took care of him, and now, he also wants to take care of the benefactor.

In the form of a bird, there are very limited things he can do. Zhaoling chooses to accompany him. He feels that his benefactor seems to like his company.

Hearing the benefactor's gentle breathing, Zhao Ling also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

A full moon is outside the window, the moonlight is white and clean.

The moonlight shone on the window lattice of Zhao Ling's bedroom, and he fell into a deep sleep with a silk quilt covering his body, and the incense burner under the bed was burning incense.Not far from the bed, Wu Zhu, guarding a law enforcement device, fell asleep with his legs crossed and his head drooping.

The sky outside the window was pale, the sun rose slowly, and the morning light sprinkled on the eaves of the palace. Zhao Ling gradually woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and found that he had returned from the dream and was in the palace.

But the scene of being with her benefactor in that small thatched hut is very real in retrospect, and it is hard for Zhao Ling to believe that the boy in the dream is just an illusion.

Zhao Ling grew up in the royal palace and had never seen the suffering in the world. He couldn't understand why this boy who was about his age had such a hard life.

If only I could understand his words, if only I could speak human language when I was transformed into a bird.

Zhaoling hugged the silk quilt, recalling the boy's painful frown, which made him feel sad.

The father has several pharmacists, and if he knows where the boy lives, he will ask the father to send a pharmacist to heal him, and then bring him to the palace.

Zhao Ling is willing to share with him some fun things, and share with him some delicious ones, so that they can live together in the palace.

In the morning, the maid helped Zhao Ling to wash and change clothes, and then brought sumptuous food.

Zhao Ling frowned looking at a large portion of stewed mutton in front of him. He doesn't like meat, but only likes sweets, fruits and vegetables.

Mrs. Xu Ji saw that her son was anorexic, so she said to the maid: "Put a small bowl."

The copper gui containing the mutton was moved aside, and the maid took a bronze spoon and scooped the mutton into a small painted bowl.

The small lacquer bowl was placed in front of Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling pushed it away annoyed, and said to Madam Xu Ji: "Mother, I don't like stewed meat, I want to eat honeydew lotus root."

"How can you be strong if you don't eat meat? Eat it up and don't leave it behind." Madam Xu Ji brought a small spoon with a jade handle, put it in a small lacquer bowl, and moved the bowl to her son.

Stared at by her mother, Zhaoling reluctantly took a sip of soup and said while drinking, "I don't want to grow up to be a big fat man like Brother Seven."

Mrs. Xu Ji laughed when she heard this.

She was born noble, and her two sons were both handsome. Naturally, she was not like a woman from the countryside. The son she gave birth to was not only rude, but also as fat as a pig.

Zhao Ling ate the food in the bowl slowly, and the bowl of broth was not finished for a long time.Mrs. Xu Ji wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth, and urged: "One more sip, eat rice after drinking."

After Zhaoling finished drinking the soup in the bowl, he saw the maid brought him half a bowl of wheat rice, with a sad face.

Mrs. Xu Ji said to the maid: "Give him some vegetables and eat with crab sauce."

Zhao Ling took a small bite of wheat rice, and as he ate, he put the maid in his bowl and pushed aside the pieces of meat that were dipped in sauce.

Mrs. Xu Ji asked her son: "Didn't you like crab sauce before, but now you don't like it?"

"I don't like it!" Zhao Ling pushed away the maid's hand holding the food, he looked very irritable, why did he force him to eat food he didn't like.

Mrs. Xu Ji waved her hand to the maid and told her to back down.

Looking at her son with bulging cheeks and counting the grains of wheat, Mrs. Xu Ji felt that she should educate her: "Your child doesn't eat mutton or beef. Do you know how many people can't eat a meal of meat in their entire lives!"

"Then what do they eat?" Zhao Ling bit the spoon and asked her mother.

Mrs. Xu Ji said: "They eat bean leaves and wild vegetables, even this bowl of wheat rice, many children can't eat it."

Zhao Ling was silent, he thought of the very poor boy in the dream.

After a while, Zhao Ling said: "Mom, we have so much food, we can share it with them."

Mrs. Xu Ji was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "How can such a thing happen, you will understand later."

Can't help but reflect on whether he spoils Zhaoling too much, he is already ten years old, but he still doesn't understand why.

Zhao Ling obediently ate rice and rice. There were many things he didn't understand, especially the knowledge taught by his master. He also found it difficult, and maybe he would understand all of them when he grew up.

Like his elder brother Zhaozhen, he knows everything and knows everything.

After breakfast, Zhaoling went to study in the academy. Today, the teacher taught "Yo Yo Lu Ming, the apple of the wild food".

While reciting the poem, Zhao Ling lost his mind. He thought of a pair of sika deer kept in the palace, and they had just given birth to a calf recently.He wanted to go play with the deer after class.

The prince and the monarch are still hunting in the garden these days, or Zhaoling is very attached to the prince Zhaozhen, and likes to run to him the most.