Legend of the demon cat

A wave of waves.He walked out of the emperor's curtain slowly without looking back.

He finally died, but Bailong found that he was not as happy as he imagined.

"Next, Chen Xuanli, the leader of the Jinwu Guard."

He deftly walked towards Chen's residence, but he didn't expect that Kong Hai had already discovered his trace.

Bai Long's revenge is proceeding in an orderly manner, and he also discovered Bai Letian, a romantic poet.

"Song of Everlasting Regret?"

The corners of his mouth were raised, but the coldness hit his heart.

"I'd like to see, knowing the real cause of the imperial concubine's death, how can I write this song of eternal regret!"

Bai Long saw Bai Letian in his eyes, and couldn't help but want to destroy the illusion that the poet believed.He doesn't want the poet to leave any words of true love, the false ones are false, how can there be truth in the illusion?

I looked at Bailong and knew he was in the game.Next, it will be up to Danlong, and I will accomplish a more important thing, something that can change the fate of Bailong.

Back to the stone cave where the body of the imperial concubine was stored, I felt uncomfortable seeing the imperial concubine whose appearance had not changed for 30 years.

She is still so beautiful, as if she is still alive, even more beautiful than when she was alive.

I caressed the imperial concubine's black hair from the air, and whispered carefully in her ear.

"The imperial concubine, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Look, you are still so good-looking, just like the first time I saw you. I don't know if you still remember Bailong? He is a fool, the night he saw you, he was so happy The night wind blowing on the roof all night. He is also the person who loves you most sincerely in this world, you have to remember him! You have to always remember him, okay..."

I squinted my eyes and quietly pulled out a strand of light from her hair.

Now, ma'am.Under the flowers are all dead bones, under the romance are all disappointments.This world always uses the best illusions to cover up the coldest malice.You understand this truth, and walk towards your own ending with peace of mind.But you didn't see a young man admiring you. He didn't like your aging face, nor did he like the entanglement of power and desire in the bustling world.He loves you like the breeze echoing in the mountains, nothing superfluous.I just simply love the stubborn and arrogant soul hidden under your appearance.

You shouldn't miss such a boy.

I took one last look at the imperial concubine and turned around silently.I know that when we meet again next time, you will not be alone by your side, he will be by your side.

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Under the cherry tree, the imperial concubine was dressed in red, the petals were falling, and the beauty smiled lightly.

"Concubine?"

Bai Letian was startled when he saw this scene at the door of Chen Yunqiao's house.He couldn't believe his eyes, and unconsciously walked towards the imperial concubine under the flower tree.

"slow."

Kukai grabbed Bai Letian.He can always see through the phantom easily, this time he once again grabbed the poet beside him.

"Yun thinks about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon"

Someone in the courtyard is still reciting this poem.

Yun Xiang's clothes, Hua Xiangrong's, and the handed down classics written by Li Bai also opened the curtain for this revenge.

14. Demon cats in troubled times

Bai Letian and Kukai are still trying to find out the truth about the death of the noble concubine. They found Abe Nakamaro's former residence and his diary.

Along with that diary, they also know all the mysteries.All the love and hatred are exposed in the sun, and the past love and hatred are unfolded in the text like a scroll.

The young poet seemed to have been hit by something. The love he had always believed in was overthrown, and the era he had always yearned for was no different from the present, except that he wore a gorgeous coat, and the bottom was equally cold.

Bai Letian was a little disheartened. He returned to his room and looked at the portraits of noble concubines in the room.

What is real?

Kong Hai found Bai Letian, and he said to the romantic poet, "The demon cat wants to lead us to find the truth about the death of the imperial concubine."

"Why me? Why is it me?"

Bai Letian grabbed Kukai by the collar, more unwillingness and anger appeared in his eyes.

"Because you are the one who still pays attention to the imperial concubine, because you are writing the song of eternal regret."

Kukai seemed to be the same all the time, without waves or waves.With a smile on his face, he seemed very confident.

Bai Letian looked at Kukai, and weakly let go of his hand.

"I don't know how to write it. The Song of Everlasting Regret is not the song of Everlasting Regret in my heart."

He was muttering to himself, his eyes lost their former luster.

"Song of Everlasting Regret, heh..."

Bai Letian turned around and tore off all the portraits of the imperial concubine pasted in the room.The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty in his heart, and the gorgeous love he was thinking about were all fake.

"You don't want to know the purpose of the demon cat?"

Kukai looked at the young poet in front of him and questioned him.

"Don't you want to know what happened next?"

Kukai approached Bai Letian step by step, he stared into his eyes, his eyes were firm and powerful.

"Follow your own heart."

Bai Letian looked at Kong Hai, staggered back a few steps, and fell down on the couch.He covered his face, his voice muffled.

"I don't know, do I still have the courage?"

"Am I like a coward, the answer is in front of me, but I dare not take a step forward. I am afraid that someone will tell me that what I think is true. There is no love, no eternity, even poetry... …Fake."

The poet covered his face and buried his head in his palms.

In countless nights, he used his imagination to place himself in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.He sent all his heart to the past, to that legendary love.In order to obtain a good poem, he paid too much, cold and summer, rainy nights and snowy days.

The demon cat came with hatred, and this hatred chose him and shattered all his fantasies.Chang'an is no longer the peaceful Chang'an in the past, and Bai Letian is no longer the proud and conceited poet he used to be.

"You're brave, Lotte."

Kukai looked at him and said.

"Let's draw a happy ending to this matter. For Chang'an and for the noble concubine, no matter what the truth is, someone must remember it. The demon cat chose you, and this is what you have to bear."

The person sitting on the bed did not move after hearing these words.But Kukai knew he was listening.After a while, Bai Letian stood up and walked out the door.

"Where?"

Kukai looked at his back and asked loudly.

"Calyx Xianghui Building!"

The boy waved his hands, his voice filled with pride from the past.Bai Letian is still the same Bai Letian, some things have changed, but some things will never change.

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The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was rushing to do my homework yesterday, so I didn't come in time to post it.I will add two chapters today, and I agreed to update it every day, but the plan still couldn’t keep up with the changes, crying...

This chapter is too much, and then I will start writing about Bailong.It is not far from the happy ending of Bailong and the imperial concubine.heart-to-heart~

15. Calyx Xianghui Building

Huae Xianghui Building has already been dilapidated after the war and the changes of time.

Bai Letian and Kong Hai pushed aside the grass taller than a person, and walked to the front of the building with difficulty.The first floor of the flourishing age in the eve of the year is now in rubble, and even the plaque inscribed by the emperor himself has become blurred in the wind and rain of these years.

Accompanied by the sound of "squeak...", Bai Letian and Kong Hai pushed open the dusty door and stepped into this legendary place.

The wine pool built by the emperor's order is still there, but dust and cobwebs have long since taken over the place.

I can still vaguely recognize the glory of the past, but the more I do this, the more it makes my nose sour. That era has really passed away.Even if you can still see the relics now, it just proves that you can never go back.

"You are here."

Bailong's voice sounded.

The door slammed shut, and everything in Huae Xianghui Building began to change.The lights, the decorations, and the people who came to congratulate...  

"This is... this is the feast of bliss 30 years ago!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Letian couldn't help asking.

"Yes."

Bailong slowly walked out of the illusion.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Bailong."

Kukai looked at the demon cat and guessed its true identity at a glance.

"You are really smart."

Bailong walked up to them and glanced at them, then walked aside on his own.

"I am a white dragon, but I am not a white dragon either."

The demon cat nestled on a step, squinting its eyes, very comfortable but with a hint of evil.

Danlong and I also rushed to Huae Xianghui Building, but we didn't show up.Danlong had his own plans, but I couldn't show up.

We watched the demon cat Bailong tell his own story.

He said that he wanted revenge, not only for this generation, but for generations to come.He said that the imperial concubine was suffocated to death in the sarcophagus, and the cries for help are still heard today.He said, I know how to write the Song of Everlasting Regret...

Bailong is too stubborn.He dragged his body that had to die, and the soul that had to live, and surrendered to the body of a cat, in order to get justice.The white dragon is like a hedgehog, erecting its icy spines and hiding its softest part underneath.The thorns he erected just wanted to crush those dark, evil, and hypocritical ones.He was just, a little unwilling.He just wants to get back what she deserves for the imperial concubine.

But, people are really good at forgetting.They forgot how the prosperous Tang Dynasty supported this woman.They forgot how they loved this woman back then.

Bailong fell into memories over and over again, under the cherry blossom tree, the imperial concubine seemed to be the same as before, with such a gentle smile.

"The imperial concubine..."

He murmured, and ran towards the phantom.

"White Dragon."

I looked at Bailong and unconsciously called his name.

"You have been trapped in this dream for so many years. It tortures you and imprisons you. You can't get out and you can't get rid of it. It's been 30 years. It's long enough for you to atone for your sins. You should be freed. You can only let it go. Get better."

Danlong slowly walked out of the darkness