The young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, the white hair in the deep palace sighs empty, the long bow on the wall lights up the lamp, and the iron horse falls into a dream on the glacier.

In this fantasy world where women are superior to men, there are indeed male officials and male generals, but they are all products of a special period.

If given a choice, the empress would never choose a man.

What's more, Qian Yijun was born in a prominent family with many brothers and sisters and more rules. Even if he didn't enter the palace, he would eventually marry the head of a rich family who was well-matched and locked up in the palace for the rest of his life. What is the essential difference?

"It allows me to see another possibility in this world. Mr. Xiangui hopes to return to the superiority of men and the inferiority of women, but I don't care."

Queen... No, Qian Yijun's tone was arrogant. When he no longer concealed it, his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

"I don't care, because no matter who is superior or inferior, I can fight my way!"

"It's not like the coward Xiangui Jun, who fantasizes about returning to the world of male superiors, so that he can ride on the head of a woman to take revenge."

He was born to be an eagle soaring in the nine heavens, a big horse with a golden knife, a face full of wind and sand, and a desert to drink blood.

He shouldn't be wrapped up in this exquisite royal costume, and even when he walks and moves, he must pay attention to the headdress so that it does not shake.

"Why don't men take the Wu hook and collect the fifty states of Guanshan. [1]" I chanted softly.

"Good poem!" He clapped his hands in praise, savoring the taste again and again, "Why don't you wear a Wu hook..."

I thought about it, and took out a few jars of wine from the place where Yuanxi hid things, which can be used in sacrificial rituals, but the meaning of drinking wine today is obviously different.

"It's boring to use a jade cup." I nodded, moved the delicate utensils on the table to another place, and pushed a pot to Qian Yijun, "Just pour it."

I opened the seal, poured the wine with my head up, wiped the corners of my mouth with my sleeve, and said with a smile, "Brother Qian, please!"

Qian Yijun was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that I would have such a reaction.

He probably thought a lot about it, thinking that I would be sarcastic, angry, disdainful, and indifferent, but that's the only thing I wouldn't... accept it naturally.

Seeing my free and unrestrained expression, Qian Yijun also relaxed, picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.

"Aren't you calling me a disaster for the country and the people?" Qian Yijun asked after hesitating for a moment.

I shook my head: "Is Yihun Khan one of your people?"

"Of course not." Qian Yijun frowned. If so, why would he fight?

"I've been thinking about it, but I still can't figure out three questions." I held up three fingers, "First, Savizhu has been on the throne for 18 years. Why is the weather so good every year and no wars? It is true that she is not too bad to be the emperor. , but there is not even a rainstorm or snowstorm, which is too weird."

"Does it mean that there is no war if there is no war?" I sneered, "If so, where did Yihun Khan's 20 troops come from? Why didn't you do it before? Not even harassing the border."

This is not reasonable.

"Secondly, why did the Heavenly Court send the God of War and the God of Fortune to descend to earth? Back then, the Buddha descended to save the common people in the world and prevent the karma of all beings from destroying the world. What are these two little girls doing here? The Sa family's royal family is nothing to this day It's a good thing, but it's not so bad that it needs a god to come into the world."

"Thirdly, the ghost king told me that it was the demons who prevented me from leaving this world."

I laughed, imitating a famous host: "Really? I don't believe it."

The Compassionate Buddha and the Ghost King have no ill intentions towards me, I know this very well, they will not harm me.

But in the final analysis, we are not people in the same world, with different identities, different goals, and different things we care about.

Qian Yijun raised the wine jar and took a big gulp: "Then, what's your answer?"

"It depends on what the demon is, or who it is?"

"Are you going to make a wish?"

"Yes."

"It's risky, and you shouldn't believe it."

"I know."

I nodded, raised my head and drank the whole jug of shochu, my cheeks were reddish, and the corners of my eyes were hot and I said: "But adults always have to make choices, and they are not responsible for their own choices."

"It's like you are willing to pay any price to realize your dream. I also have something that I must pursue. On this point, it is impossible for me and Mantian Shenfo to be consistent, which makes Zhuohua and the others caught in the middle and dare not come to see I."

Qian Yijun was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "I understand."

He naturally understands me, because he is also persistent.

"Then you need to make a wish now..."

"No, if I agree to the demon now, how will you deal with yourself?" I shook my head and touched his wine jar with an empty jar, "There is still a jar of pear blossoms under the tree in the courtyard. When you come back from victory, I will celebrate for you and send off."

Qian Yijun closed his eyes, and nodded in response: "I will lead the army to fight against the enemy, and I will leave the affairs of the court to you."

"Of course, who made you my boss?"

"Ok?"

"Nothing, drink, drink!"

Qian Yijun was guaranteed to leave, and I covered the two children with a small blanket, walked to the inner Buddhist hall, and in the flickering candlelight, stared at the big round face of the underworld god, and laughed out loud.

"Don't worry, I have my own rules, you should trust me, I will not help evil spirits to harm people."

"Demons, don't they exist in this world? They are intruders, parasites, and devourers, but because of certain rules, gods and Buddhas can't directly expel them. They can only watch them incarnate as the little Huanxi Buddha and the ancestor of Wuji, constantly lying on the ground. To suck energy out of this world."

"I couldn't leave at the beginning, not only because of the demons, but also because of the way of heaven to keep me. They carefully selected this time point and gave Savizhu a full 19 years of good weather, just waiting for me to conflict with the demons."

"You can't kill it, but I can, can't you?"

"Why can I? Because I know it, even...it didn't lie to me, I am indeed of the same kind as it."

I laughed, took three incense sticks, lit them slowly, and watched the ashes fall down, exuding a delicate fragrance: "Think about it, a demon invasion has tossed this world for so many years, and the way of heaven even restarted by destroying the world. There is another one."

"It's just that the intruder was a little weird this time. He didn't remember who he was, and he didn't have any aggressive behavior. He even faintly became hostile to the previous demon. He had to use magic to fight magic, and to use demons to kill demons. It's a pity, Xiao Huanxi at that time The Buddha is hiding, and I'm leaving again."

"Tiandao can't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I have reincarnation in this life."

I put three sticks of incense in the incense burner, and the next moment, green smoke swirled around and rose to the face of the golden body of Mingzun as if alive.

"Sanin, we never lied to you, and neither did the World Honored One. No matter what the heavens think, the hell will always stand by your side."

I curled the corner of my mouth, it was enough to have their words, the friendship over the years was not wrong after all.

"After Qian Yijun defeats Yihun Khan, the century-old demon body will show up on its own initiative. I want you to swear that no matter what, I will clear it."

I don't know the truth.

I don't know who I am.

I don't know what happened in the past.

I also don't know what the demon has to do with me.

But I know one thing, my spirit will always be human.If one day, I can go home, I must also use the identity of a human being, not a demon monster.

Qian Yijun and Yihun Khan fought for a full 68 days, and the royal city ran out of ammunition and food, and I also killed the court hall with blood flowing into rivers.

The war is tense, people's hearts are fluctuating, and ghosts and monsters are showing their heads.

The current Holy Majesty is just a baby of less than three months old. There are always some people who think, why let the two men, the national teacher and the queen, be in power?Why are they not the ones controlling the little emperor?

The boss handed over the court logistics to me, so I can't lose the chain.

Those who are dissatisfied, those who seek private interests, and those who betray the country will be killed without mercy!

On the ninth day of No.60, the Yihun Khan withdrew his army and went northward. Although they plundered a lot along the way, the nomads had a disadvantage after all: they could not leave the grassland for too long.

On the one hand, there is not enough food and grass, on the other hand, to survive the long and difficult winter on the Gobi grassland, the herdsmen must start preparations from the end of summer.The raiding of the frontier also often occurs in autumn, for this reason.

It would be best if Dalangdu City could be taken down, but if it couldn't be taken down, Yihun Khan would never hold back and delay the tribe's winter this year.

He didn't expect that even the empress of the Lang Dynasty was killed by him, and Qian Yijun appeared to kill his subordinate Nanyuan King and severely damage his prairie cavalry.This ambitious but sensible prairie overlord turned his head and ran away, taking the good things he had snatched back to spend the winter and wait for the spring of the next year.

The siege of the capital is lifted, and it's time for me to break up with the demons.

Qian Yijun, who fulfilled his wish, was devoured by the demon. When he stood in front of me wearing blood-stained armor, although his appearance was the same, I knew very well that the person opposite was not the queen, but the century-old demon body.

It's a pity that no one drinks the altar of pear blossoms.

"I like this man very much, but it's a pity that the law of energy cannot be violated," the demon grinned, "Now let's settle our score, how do you want to kill me? Will you wish me to die?"

"Since you know, why do you still dare to come in front of me?" I asked calmly.

Making a wish to the demon to kill the demon will cause a paradox of cause and effect, and the law will instantly strangle the demon.

"How do you know that no one has tried this trick on me before?"

I smiled: "Others are useless, but it doesn't mean I am useless. If it is really useless, why do you say so much?"

It is precisely because of panic that there is a lot of nonsense.

The same scales appeared on Qian Yijun's face, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils of reptiles. He opened his mouth and protruded his forked tongue, showing a stiff smile: "Of course you can kill me by making a wish, but if you really want to do it ?"

"Don't you want to know the truth? You can wish to know everything."

"Is it worth giving up the chance to go home in order to drive me out of this world?" the demon maliciously bewitched.

I no longer had a smile in my eyes, and asked directly: "Do I still have a home?"

The demon froze, and the evil thoughts on his face were replaced by a strange and complex expression. At that moment, it seemed to turn back into a human being.

I closed my eyes and said in a deep voice, "I understand, I wish you to die."

This sentence was said quickly, as if it didn't carry any weight, but it had an immediate effect.

Qian Yijun's body shattered inch by inch, like a smashed ceramic jar, revealing a monster that looked more like a lizardman inside.

Immediately afterwards, the lizard's scales began to peel off, and the flesh and blood seemed to melt down——

The flaxen-haired boy was wearing an interstellar training uniform, and he still had dimples on his face when he smiled.

I didn't have time to see the label on his training uniform when I heard the young man smile: "Sure enough, I'm still the worst one."

"Thank you, I should be relieved too."

"Good night, Sanin."

A black light leaped into my body. At the same time, the boy disappeared into the sky and the earth, as if he had never existed. The bloody smell after the siege remained in the air, but everything was over.

"There won't be any mistakes this time, right?" I crossed my arms and questioned, "Your masters and apprentices are really unreliable!"

The Jiuyou Ghost King couldn't maintain his calm and breezy expression. He grabbed the Buddhist beads in his hand and said with a kind smile: "After the evil spirits are eliminated, who will help you withstand the lightning strikes from the heavens, and who will bring you back immediately?" Come to the underworld."

"It's the first time I've heard the words of killing people so fresh and refined."

"I should let Jiuxiaoyunlei chop you to death."

We refused to give in to each other, until the Nine Nether Ghost King had no choice but to laugh: "Forget it, you should leave earlier, so as not to be struck by lightning from the sky."

I nodded lightly, reasoning, the way of heaven in this world is really unreasonable.

I moved my eyes to the familiar faces, even though it was only a short half-day reunion, it was enough.

"A-Ning." Zhen Zhen, who regained her girlish appearance, threw herself into my arms.

I touched the top of her soft hair: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and Langchao is not yours alone. How can there be an immortal country, and how can there be immortal people? 25 After being tortured this time, I am already much more honest. You can change people after working for more than ten years.”

"When she comes to report to you, remember to clean up and don't let her go easily."

Zhen Zhen nodded obediently, she couldn't see the majesty of the empress at all, but she would always look like a child in front of me.

"Reincarnate early if you want to, or simply become a civil servant in heaven or hell. I think hell is good, and there are six bodhisattvas to protect you. You can make it however you want, right, Zhuohua?"

Zhuohua looked at me, peach blossom eyes full of helplessness.

"You don't need to see each other off, don't pass here." I stopped at the entrance of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, bowed my hands to my old friend, turned around and jumped into the vortex.

Goodbye, Sanin.

I also wish you all the best and return home soon.

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