[System] The emperor can't do it

Nameless Mountain. Nameless Temple.

A thin figure was flipping through an old book under the candlelight. His expression was focused, and he only occasionally waved his palm to wave away the flying insects attracted by the candlelight. Everything looked so peaceful and beautiful.

But what he didn't expect was that just outside the door of his wing room, a very thin reed was blowing wisps of white smoke through the paper covering the door.

It didn't take long for him to gradually lie down on the desk. After the man in black outside the door confirmed that he was unconscious, he untied the door bolt with a very thin wire and walked in tiptoe. In the room...

Suddenly, the light went out.

The man in black froze suddenly, maintaining the posture of stepping forward and never landing.He waited patiently for a while, but found no other changes, so the man in black relaxed and continued to move forward, but at this moment, a faint voice came from behind the man in black.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

The expression of the man in black under the mask was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. Douda's cold sweat dripped out drop by drop. The man in black turned his head in horror, only to find that there was nothing behind him. things!

"You... you, who are you, don't play tricks!" The man in black was sweating coldly, he couldn't even speak clearly, and there was a wave of fear in his heart, what to do, how could this be...

"Haha, brother, I'm Minglou, who else could it be if it's not Minglou? Your memory is too bad."

"Minglou..." Mentioning the name, the man in black's eyes were confused for a moment, but then immediately turned into a murderous intent, "You are talking nonsense, Zhao Minglou is me, why don't you pretend to be a ghost, hurry up Get out!"

The man in black frantically searched around, but he couldn't find where the speaker was. He was tired and scared, and soon became panting, leaving only a pair of bright eyes still vigilant. Turn around.

He was indeed not Zhao Minglou, but only two people in the world knew about it, one was himself and the other was the real Zhao Minglou who was sent to hell by his own hands.

His real name is Zhao Mingfei, Zhao Minglou's twin brother.

When I was young, my family was poor and couldn't support two and a half children, so my father and father had no choice but to send the older him to a martial arts school at that time as a disciple.And he left the family at a young age, scrambling in the sect, he has acquired a whole body of martial arts, but he himself does not have the talent to practice martial arts, so martial arts are common, and it is nothing in a martial arts world where there are many masters The character, coupled with the fact that his apprenticeship is very small, has gradually declined and disappeared in the past two years, and he naturally has no place to turn to.

Just such a person lived a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife in the rivers and lakes. When his eyes were red because of hunger, he killed a lame old man without hesitation for a few taels of silver.Since then, he has embarked on a road of no return, until one day he met Zhao Minglou.

At first glance, they recognized each other.Because they are twin brothers, the faces of the two are exactly the same. Zhao Mingfei's first feeling was happiness when he saw his long-lost brother.After all, they are brothers with broken bones and tendons, not to mention the two of them are twins!

Zhao Minglou was also very excited to see his brother, and the two excitedly chatted by candlelight at night. However, Zhao Minglou never thought that this intimate conversation between his brothers would be the culprit of his bad luck.

Although he was born in a small mountain village, he was endowed with talent since he was a child and could never forget it with a photographic memory. This time he came to Beijing to gain fame and return to his hometown, so as to create a good life for his wife and children.However, there are unpredictable circumstances and people have misfortunes and blessings. When Zhao Minglou happily told his twin brother that he had won three yuan in a row, his tragic fate had already begun to turn.

For Zhao Mingfei, he was tired of the days of licking blood, but apart from his not-so-advanced martial arts, he had nothing to praise, so when Zhao Minglou told him that he had become the champion of the dynasty, Zhao Mingfei's heart began to stir...

He carefully looked at his younger brother's face, even he sometimes confusedly thought he was looking in the mirror, not to mention other people who didn't know him well, a bold plan appeared in his mind - he wanted to replace himself The younger brother became the champion today!

Although Zhao Mingfei hasn't studied for a few years, his wandering experience in the Jianghu has made him very sophisticated and ruthless. No matter if the other party is a child under three years old or his biological brother whom he hasn't seen for a long time, he will be able to He was ruthless and merciless.

After making up his mind, Zhao Mingfei first took the opportunity to find out all about Zhao Minglou, and then took advantage of the dark night to carry the unconscious Zhao Minglou to the mass grave in the west of the city, and slashed at his younger brother's heart with a steel knife, and then Fearing that someone would recognize his appearance, he slashed his face eleven times with a knife, and only after confirming that it was impossible for Zhao Minglou to wake up, did he walk away, put on his younger brother's clothes with peace of mind, and transformed himself into a He became the number one scholar of the Tiansheng Dynasty.

As I said before, although Zhao Mingfei is not knowledgeable, he is very tactful and sophisticated. He hugged the thigh of the grand master when he first entered the court, and he skyrocketed in the officialdom. Not only did he become a second-rank official in just one year, he also Becoming the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai of the Taishi, it can be said that he is proud of the spring breeze, and the guilt in his heart has long since disappeared.

Until one day, the first change occurred in Zhao Mingfei's happy life, and that was Lin Xi who traveled a long distance from Yunzhao Village to the capital.

Zhao Minglou loved his wife very much, so he always carried Lin Xi's portrait with him, and Zhao Mingfei naturally recognized Lin Xi's appearance.

The moment he saw Lin Xi, Zhao Mingfei had a bad premonition from the bottom of his heart, but he was reluctant to part with everything he had obtained now, and he was reluctant to part with the glory and wealth he had already obtained.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

He chose this path of no return without any hesitation, but things are getting out of his control

……

"Brother, there is a question that I have never understood, can you tell me?"

Zhao Minglou's faint voice filled the room again.

"What question do you want to ask?" Zhao Mingfei tightly held the dagger in his hand as if he was looking for a safety button, his palm was already soaked with sweat.

"We are clearly brothers, but brother, why did you kill me, why did you kill me, why did you kill me... (repeat infinitely)"

Such a voice coming from the pitch-dark darkness is enough to be frightening, not to mention that Zhao Mingfei was indeed the murderer of Zhao Minglou.The ghost voice kept repeating in Zhao Mingfei's ears. He covered his ears in pain, but the voice seemed to penetrate into his brain everywhere.

"Enough! Enough!" Zhao cried out in pain tomorrow.

"Enough?" Zhao Minglou's tone changed, his voice suddenly raised five octaves, and he said sadly and frighteningly, "It's enough that you didn't think about me when you cut me, and you actually If you dare to hurt Lin Xi, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

Snapped--

Zhao Mingfei felt a gust of wind blowing, he was slapped heavily on the face, and the face towel fell to the ground, revealing his face that was exactly the same as his younger brother's, but at this moment, his face was five more. A red and swollen finger print.

He belatedly covered his face, showing fear, when did Zhao Minglou have such advanced martial arts, he could actually slap someone in the air!

No, it is absolutely impossible for Zhao Minglou to have martial arts, so the only possibility is...

Zhao Mingfei was frightened half to death by his guess, he completely lost his mind, knelt down on the ground with a plop and tremblingly begged for his brother's forgiveness.

"Alou, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't be obsessed with taking over your identity, and I shouldn't have shot at my sister-in-law, but you are dead, Lou, look at my sister-in-law alone My nephews are still young, they all need someone to take care of them, I swear that my brother will take good care of them!" Zhao Mingfei raised his palms and swears tearfully, but the figure of the flamboyant Master Zhao was completely gone.

"Take care? If you really want to take care of them, why do you come in night clothes? I think you want to kill people to silence them!"

An extremely angry voice came from the door of the wing room, Zhao Mingfei was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression changed immediately.He was very familiar with this voice, and if he remembered correctly, he had only heard it this morning!

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Mingfei said with a dull expression.

With a swipe, the light came on, the door of the wing room was kicked open from the outside, Wen Xiaonian and the others entered in a file, and if you looked carefully, one of them was dressed in shabby clothes, which stood out among a group of well-dressed people. unexpected.

"You lied to me!" Seeing this posture, Zhao Mingfei immediately understood what had happened. It was a pity that he had never experienced any storms and waves in the rivers and lakes, but now he capsized in this small gutter.

"Lie to you, I don't bother to lie to you, use your dog's eyes to see who this person is?" Wen Xiaonian pointed to the scar-faced beggar beside him.

As soon as he turned his head, Zhao Mingfei felt a look full of resentment and viciousness projected towards him. He felt a pain in his heart, and he covered his heart like a telepathy, "Alou..."

Zhao Minglou is not dead, oh my god, he is not dreaming!