Chunyin

"I have learned a dog's temper, but I can only behave in a nest."

I was stunned, Guangling's words were familiar to me, but I couldn't remember when I heard him say it for a while.

I wandered away for a while, and when I came back to my senses, Guangling stopped me and sent people away lukewarmly: "It's late at night, please go back, Your Excellency."

Lu Yunxiu looked over Guangling's shoulder, still looking at me pleadingly.But couldn't help Guangling's killing aura of not being close to anyone, Lu Yunxiu stopped talking again, and finally said goodbye.

When he walked away, I breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Guangling, and took out the jade bi from my sleeve.

"He came here just to see this jade bi." I said.

This jade bi is the one that Guangling gave me on the Zidu Cliff before. At that time, he said that he gave it back to me. I think it happened in some past life. Since he insisted on returning it to me, he just took it.Unexpectedly, when I handed the umbrella to Lu Yunxiu today, he watched it. He asked me where the jade came from.

The jade bi is less than the size of the palm, and it can be completely held in the palm of the hand with five fingers together.The material is shiny and the pattern is ancient, there are many flaws and damages on it, and there is a crack lying on the left and right. It looks like it will be split in half, but it seems to be glued together by some kind of magic.

Guangling turned around, his face was slightly condensed, and his eyes also fell on this jade bi.

I flipped through the jade bi in my hand twice, but I still couldn't recall a single bit of memory about it, so I sighed and asked, "Does it have any explanation? Since this jade is mine, why was it in your hand before?"

"It's just a little bit of the past in the mortal world." Guangling didn't seem to want to talk about it in detail, so he spoke in general terms.

I asked: "Is there any past between me and you in the mortal world?"

As if catching some key clues, my heart jumped, and I raised my eyes to look at him—it was because of the entanglement between me and Tu Ze, a bad debt in the world of mortals was unavoidable, but Why did the Guangling God Sovereign on the top of the cold mountain fall into the net of dust?

why?

I looked aggressively, Guangling looked at me for a long time, and said slowly: "In your previous life, you were called Fang Bozhou, and you were a mighty general like the Marquis of Liang. My name is Lin Chongshan, and I am the emperor's confidant and the court's supervisor. This jade is yours. Once, the army was defeated, the general was in trouble, and the supervising army wanted to break out and ask for help. Before leaving, the general entrusted this jade, saying that three thousand soldiers belong to the king, and this jade can protect the king when he returns."

As Guangling said, he lowered his eyes and raised his hand. I was stunned and saw his fingertips resting on the jade biscuit, and his fingertips stroked along the scarred outer wall: "These bumps are all caused by generals marching for dozens of battles. And this crack was left by the overseer. Fang Bozhou's jade indeed protected Lin Chongshan for a while, and blocked a cold arrow from the emperor for him."

Guangling's cool fingertips touched the palm of my hand through the jade biscuit, and I remembered for no reason the time I covered his eyes with my hands in the mortal world, and my whole body trembled, and even my eyes wandered.

Guangling glanced at me, sighed softly, and then the insignificance became tangible. Through the jade in the palm of his hand, he gently clasped my hand, and continued: "But the emperor's cold arrow has something to do with it." Tens of millions of them. And each one is for that general.”

"Izumo, do you know who that emperor is?"

The jade bi suddenly exuded a scalding temperature in the palm of my hand, and countless pictures flashed before my eyes like snowflakes, it was me, it was Guangling, it was Tuze.Flying snow at border gates, long rivers and yen, treasure halls and golden palaces, broken walls and ruins.Wearing a blood-soaked official robe, a fallen crown, a head of fluttering white hair, and finally a pair of muddy old eyes in the decaying palace looked at me: "Bo Zhou, is that you?"

A crooked figure in the misty wind and smoke turned his head, but said with a smile: "Chongshan, you are here."