Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

The god looked indifferently at the crying human beings lying on the ground, and he was not moved by Jiang Yunhuan's sorrow and joy.

In fact, he already knew that there was a person trying to climb Guanshan, and he also knew that Jiang Yunhuan was about to fall off the cliff several times.

As far as he is concerned, saving Jiang Yunhuan is just a matter of effort.But he didn't do anything, he just watched from the beginning to the end.

He has no interest in the life and death of a human being.

However, for this man who was crying and laughing like a maniac, the golden animal eyes suddenly moved.

He became interested in Jiang Yunhuan.

This human being is very strange, with a strange look and even more strange actions.

For thousands of years, he has stayed on the top of Guanshan Mountain, and no other living beings have ever touched this fairyland.

Jiang Yunhuan was the first.

He suddenly took a few steps forward, and he took the initiative to approach this human being.He came to the edge of the lake, an arm's length away from Jiang Yunhuan, who was kneeling by the river bank.

Jiang Yunhuan's mood gradually stabilized, he raised his head again, and saw the god who was so close to him.

The god has a slender neck, looking down on him from above.

Jiang Yunhuan fell to the ground again in shock. He finally remembered his business here. He touched the ground with his forehead and told the gods about the tragedy of the world, the disaster of the river, and the suffering of the people.He prayed to the gods to bestow supreme power to keep the water of the Yangtze River forever.

However, after hearing this, God asked indifferently, "Why should I help you?"

Jiang Yunhuan raised his head in shock, and he took it for granted: "Because you are a god, shouldn't God love his people......"

His voice gradually became unspeakable.

The god silently looked down at him, and there was no mercy in his golden pupils.

Jiang Yunhuan's heart sank slowly, and he finally realized that the gods are not what he imagined, God is not compassionate, on the contrary, he is indifferent to weak lives, and he is indifferent to the wailing of the people in the world.

The Qianli River Embankment he spent five years building was nothing, and what he had been looking for for so long turned out to be nothing.

Jiang Yunhuan didn't want to give up just like this, he tried hard to persuade him: "We will build ten thousand temples for you, light the lamps that will last all night, and the people will offer sacrifices and worship day and night, thank you for your kindness. What do you like? sacrifices? Cattle and sheep? Pigs and dogs?"

The god replied coldly: "I don't need it."

Jiang Yunhuan thought of the folk customs of worshiping gods, and hesitated: "Then...a beautiful and pure girl?"

God didn't coldly deny this time, since Jiang Yunhuan saw him until now, he has been looking down at him from above, but now, he suddenly lowered his slender neck, the tip of his nose was only an inch away from Jiang Yunhuan, and his golden animal eyes stared at him. God spoke again: "I want you."

Jiang Yunhuan froze in place, he didn't expect this answer.

God continued: "My three souls of heaven, earth and destiny are in charge of the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the world. I will lend you my life and soul for three years. After three years, you must come back here and return it to me. At the same time, you must Offer yourself as a sacrifice to me."

"Myself......?"

"Your soul and body."

Jiang Yunhuan thought about the fate of those girls who were sacrificed, and he didn't hesitate much. If his life could bring peace to the world for three years, then it wouldn't matter if he sacrificed his flesh and blood.

He thought for a moment, and agreed.

Just as he nodded, mist filled the sky appeared in front of his eyes out of thin air. The mist covered his vision, and God hid in the mist, making it impossible to see the outline clearly.

Jiang Yunhuan waited for a while, and the sudden mist dissipated again.

A man's figure could be faintly seen in the mist.

Jiang Yunhuan opened his eyes wide, he saw the man's face clearly, at this moment, he even forgot to breathe.

The man stood barefoot on the water, with ripples floating under his feet. He was dressed in a black robe of an unknown dynasty, and his facial features were perfect as if they had been measured with a ruler.

Although he is a man, the most popular oiran in the capital, in front of him, would feel ashamed of himself.

The beauty of this face transcends gender.

Jiang Yunhuan stared blankly at the man's face. Although the prototype of the god is also beautiful, but after all the species are different, he doesn't have any special ideas about the beast form.

But when the god transformed into a human form, the impact of this incomparable appearance on him was unprecedented.

He has always felt that his appearance is nothing more than a fleeting moment, who is not a bone after death?

Until now, the strange beating from his heart made him realize that he was just an ordinary person, and his heart would flutter under such a shocking appearance.

But this heartbeat was only for a moment, and it was replaced by the panic that rose in my heart belatedly.

His kind of thinking is disrespectful, how dare he blaspheme the gods!

He lowered his head in fear, not daring to look at God, for fear that his inner thoughts would be discovered by God.

Fortunately, the god has great powers, but he can't read minds. He didn't notice Jiang Yunhuan's inner thoughts.

He stood in front of Jiang Yunhuan, bowed slightly, stretched his right hand forward, opened his fisted palm in front of Jiang Yunhuan, and a stream of water exuding a faint aura floated in his hand.

The deep voice explained unhurriedly: "This is my soul of fate. If you put it into a water magic weapon, it can be used as a weapon soul to command the world's rivers and waters."

Jiang Yunhuan raised his hands high and respectfully took over the stream of water.

He held it carefully, for fear of accidentally spilling it.This stream of water is extremely strange, it is clearly water, but it condenses without melting, Jiang Yunhuan thought in amazement.

He asked with some concern: "You lost your soul..."

The soul of life is a vital soul for human beings, which is directly related to the life and death of human beings. So for gods, is the soul of life as dangerous as human beings?

God replied indifferently: "There will be no problem in the short term."

He glanced at Jiang Yunhuan, and said: "After the three-year period, you must come back on time."

Jiang Yunhuan carefully put the soul of life in his palm, and swore with the other free finger: "After three years, I will definitely return it as promised!"

Regarding his oath, God was noncommittal, and he looked at Jiang Yunhuan indifferently, his golden eyes were like golden tides, distant and eternal.

Jiang Yunhuan swallowed nervously, his eyes were too clean, he only felt that his soul seemed to be seen through by these eyes.

God suddenly waved his sleeve robe: "I'll give you a ride."

A strong wind suddenly blew up on the ground, and the wind and sand dazzled the eyes. Jiang Yunhuan raised his hand to block it, preventing the wind and sand from getting into his eyes.

However, the wind seemed to be controlled very precisely, not a single speck of dust fell on him, and he suddenly felt a sense of stagnation in the air.

Before he could exclaim in surprise, he stepped on the ground again.

Jiang Yunhuan looked around in surprise. He changed places in an instant. This place was no longer the fairyland on the top of Guanshan Mountain. He vaguely heard voices coming from the front.

He walked a few steps forward, and sure enough, he saw a market town, and he asked the peddler on the street where it was.

The peddler only regarded himself as a newcomer, and while he was busy with the work at hand, he replied, "Wuji Town."

Wuji Town?Jiang Yunhuan thought to himself, this is not a well-known place, not even a large town, but a small market town in the countryside.

So he has never heard of this name, and he doesn't know where this place is in the Kingdom of Shu.

He asked, "How far is it from Guanshan?"

"Guanshan?" The peddler said in surprise, "It's about a hundred miles away. I've heard about it from a traveler. I heard that the mountain is steep and there are no people living there. Why, are you going there?"

Jiang Yunhuan quickly waved his hand.He was amazed in his heart, as expected of a god, just a wave of his hand made him travel hundreds of miles.

If he walks by himself, it will take ten days and a half months.

He clenched the water flow in his palm, and his heart became more and more determined.

He thanked him and wanted to leave.But suddenly he asked as if thinking of it: "Now... what year and month is it?"

The movement of the peddler's hands paused, and he looked up and down the man, seeing that the coarse linen shirt and the patches on the clothes looked like a poor man.

But this man has a handsome face, he is not as rude as the people in the market, on the contrary he has a bookish air.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was playing tricks on him, or some kind of lunatic?

How can someone be so confused that they don't even know the year and month?

The peddler looked at it for a long while, and finally gave him an answer: "Ten years of Taihe, ninth day of May."

Jiang Yunhuan thanked repeatedly and left quickly.

When he walked to a place where no one was around, he couldn't help showing a smile.

It is said that one day in the sky is one year in the world, and he is still a little worried. Although he has not seen God for a long time, maybe several months have passed in the world.

But fortunately, the time was still before he climbed the mountain.

He laughed at his useless worries, and when he finished laughing, he set off refreshed again.

Five years and five years later, he has not returned to Beijing for ten years.

This time, he finally found a way to control the water. He no longer had to worry about being judged by others. He could straighten his back and go back in a good mood.

He didn't go back directly, May has arrived, and soon it will be the flood season.

During the flood seasons in previous years, he was anxious, fearing that the Yangtze River would be flooded again.

But this time, he almost expected it, and embarked on the journey to the river.

No more, no less, when he rushed to the river, it happened to be the day when the flood season just started.

As thunderstorms continued, the water in the Yangtze River rose day by day.

Officials ran along the banks of the river with river workers, piling up sand and gravel to prevent the river from spreading.

The current is turbulent, and if you are not careful, you will be washed away by the flood.

Casualties occurred from time to time. Although the water administration officials did not end in person, they were also worried and worried when they saw this scene.

After Jiang Yunhuan left, the emperor appointed another official to manage the river.

It's a pity that this official is just a wine bag and a rice bag. He never goes to the embankment to inspect, and sits in the mansion every day to point out the country.

Thank you so much for not making trouble, and the lower-level officials don't expect him to really be able to control the river.

Although Jiang Yunhuan's water control is a joke in Beijing, everyone in this area admires it.

Jiang Yunhuan worked hard to control the water. Regardless of his status, he lived and ate with the river workers for the sake of supervising the work. They thought they could not do such a move.

The officials sighed. In fact, the flood season has just arrived, and the situation should not be at this critical point.

But because the new admiral of the water department was too useless, he didn't know how to send people to strengthen the dam in advance, and he was often short of public funds, so that it would rain for two days, and the Yangtze River water was in danger.

It would be great if Jiang Yunhuan was still there. Many officials who used to work under Jiang Yunhuan thought so.

It's a pity that Jiang Yunhuan resigned and left. There has been no news for five years.

"My lord, Jiangshui... Jiangshui!" Suddenly a soldier came to report, his voice trembled, and he seemed very shocked.

The official reprimanded: "Speak up, what happened to the river? But it burst again?"

He ran while talking, and ran to the river bank to see clearly.

The reporting soldier also ran after him, saying, "The river suddenly receded! The danger is over!"

The officials couldn't believe it. The torrential rain in the sky hadn't stopped yet, and the Yangtze River was so turbulent. How could it be possible to retreat immediately?

However, he walked closer and saw that it was indeed the case.

The water level is already below the warning line and seems to be getting lower.

The official suddenly looked up, and the torrential rain that had lasted for several days suddenly began to stop.The cloud was dispersed by the sun, and the official looked at the gradually clearing sky and murmured, "Could it be...a miracle?"

"That seems to be...Master Jiang?"

I don't know who shouted.

The officials hurriedly looked over, and saw a man in a coarse linen shirt standing on the embankment, holding a light blue orb in his hand.

With the other hand, he pinched the hand formula, closed his eyes as if he was reciting something in a low voice, the orb rose in the palm of his hand, and faint water waves churned inside the orb.

Along with the waves in the orb, the mighty river gradually stopped.

Seeing this scene, a river worker who didn't know why, exclaimed: "He can order the river water!"

This sound woke up the rest of the people who were watching this scene in a daze. They didn't know who the man was, but since they could command Jiang Shui, with such supernatural powers, even if they weren't gods, they were better than gods.

They quickly knelt down on the spot, and for a while, all of them fell to their knees by the river bank.

The officials did not kneel down with the common people, they ran towards the embankment, and the shadow looked more and more like that Lord Jiang who had been out of hearing for five years!

They ran out of breath to the embankment.

The river water has receded completely, flowing quietly under the dam, not as violent as it was not long ago.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the Yangtze River pass away.

With a smile on his lips, his mood was different from before.

"It's really Master Jiang!" The officials almost had tears in their eyes.

It is said that Jiang Yunhuan is a lunatic, and he is going to find some god to cure the flood in the Yangtze River.

However, what they saw in front of them confirmed that Jiang Yunhuan had really been found.

The miraculous scene by the river seemed to have grown wings, but within a day, it spread to the capital.

The government and the opposition were shaken.

Those who used to take pleasure in ridiculing Jiang Yunhuan and made Jiang Yunhuan a laughing stock all looked livid.

They couldn't believe it, Jiang Yunhuan, did he really do it?

The emperor also couldn't believe it, but after a brief shock, he asked again and again, and after confirming that it was true that Jiang Yunhuan drove back the river by himself by the river, he clapped his hands and laughed.

He laughed and said: "I just said, Yun Huan will never lie to me. Come!"

He gave an order: "Go and prepare the banquet to welcome the return of our national teacher of the Kingdom of Shu to Beijing!"

Jiang Yunhuan is 28 years old, and his life has undergone another earth-shaking change.

The emperor directly appointed him as the national teacher of the Shu Kingdom, with one person under ten thousand and one point higher than the prime minister.

When he returned to Beijing, the emperor went out of the city to meet him in person.

Civil and military officials lined up in two teams, and the guard of honor stood in a long queue. The ostentation was even worse than it was ten years ago.

However, Jiang Yunhuan is not the Jiang Yunhuan he was ten years ago, he no longer shows his sharpness, and after going through this honing, his character is no longer comparable to that young man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

He was not moved by the emperor's award and the extremely honored welcome ceremony, he just thanked him with a faint smile.

A group of people marched into the palace, and the luxurious banquet in the palace had already been prepared, which was extremely extravagant.

During the banquet, the emperor smiled and asked Jiang Yunhuan: "National teacher, I miss you so much these past few years. I heard that you commanded the river to return to calm with the power of one person. I am very curious. Did it?"

National Division?Jiang Yunhuan was taken aback when he heard this unfamiliar name. Although he had already heard the decree of being a national teacher when he was greeted outside the city, he was still not used to the emperor calling him that.

They have been reading together since they were young, and they have a very close friendship, and they have always been called by their respective names.

He took a look at the emperor. Li Yongchang had changed a lot. After ten years in power, he was already a father, and he had many princes and daughters under his knees. The corners of his eyes also had a little fine line due to the day-to-day hard work.

Although the appearance has not changed much from ten years ago, those eyes are no longer the youthful and intimacy of youth, but like a whirlpool, and the depth cannot be seen clearly.

Their relationship is not what it used to be.

Jiang Yunhuan suddenly realized this, they are monarchs and ministers, followed by friends.

He laughed inwardly, the emperor has changed a lot, so why not him.

But in the end, they are still friends.

Jiang Yunhuan was full of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show it. He stepped forward and bowed, and walked to the center of the banquet. Before attending, he had already changed into the luxurious robe prepared by the emperor.

He took out the blue fluorescent orb from the cuff of his robe.

Following his movements, all the ministers who were sitting upright on their seats stretched their necks, staring blankly at the things in Jiang Yunhuan's hands.

The emperor, who was always expressive and angry, also inevitably leaned forward.

Everyone held their breath, looking at the orb exuding a charming brilliance.

Not seeing how Jiang Yunhuan moved, the orb floated from his palm, and the turbulent waves rolled inside the bead, and when he got close, he could even hear the sound of the waves.

Jiang Yunhuan whetted his appetite, and explained unhurriedly: "This thing is called Dingshuizhu, which can command the world's rivers."

As he said that, he suddenly made a gesture with his free hand, and the wine in the wine glass in front of everyone flowed out of the glass as if being pulled by something.

The wine liquid from all directions came to the top of the crowd following the rotation of the fixed water drops, and then, with a splash, the wine liquid turned into raindrops and fell on the top of the crowd.

Everyone licked the raindrops on their lips, it really tasted like wine.

"Good!" The emperor took the lead in applauding. He clapped his hands and laughed, his eyes fixed on the orb in Jiang Yunhuan's hand.

Only then did the rest of them remember, and hurriedly applauded along with them.

The banquet lasted until midnight. Jiang Yunhuan wanted to leave with the others, but was stopped by the emperor.

The emperor asked him to stay in the main hall, and he dismissed the court ladies and eunuchs, leaving only two people in the main hall, and the mirror hanging high on the top of the hall.

After everyone left, the emperor could hardly hold back, and walked up to Jiang Yunhuan, wanting to get closer to the orb.

In fact, Jiang Yunhuan didn't really want to give the Dingshui Pearl to others. This is the Dingshui Pearl in name, but it is the soul of God in it.

At the banquet, many people wanted to see the beauty of the orb by toasting, but he refused.

But he couldn't refuse the person in front of him.

He handed the bead of water to the emperor, and the emperor held the orb and looked at the water waves in the bead in amazement.

Although this orb is small, inside it is the epitome of the world's rivers and rivers.

He looked at it and asked, "Master, how did you find this orb?"

Someone asked at the banquet earlier, but Jiang Yunhuan didn't answer truthfully, only saying that he found it on Guanshan.

There are countless elixir on Guanshan, if he leaked the traces of the gods, countless people would flock to them. He was afraid of disturbing the peace of the gods, so he didn't tell the whole story.

However, he could deceive others, but he could not deceive the emperor who had known him for a long time.

The emperor could see that he was hiding something, but he didn't expose him in public, and only left him to ask alone.

Jiang Yunhuan told the whole story. He told the emperor truthfully how he met God on Mount Guan and the three-year agreement he had with God.

The emperor was silent for a long time after listening, and only said: "The national teacher has paid a lot for this world."

As he said that, he had to bow to Jiang Yunhuan, Jiang Yunhuan quickly turned around and avoided saying: "Your Majesty entrusted the matter of water control to my ministers. This is a matter of my duty, but because of my incompetence, the river flooded ten times." In the past year, the current finding of this water drop is just to fulfill the original promise and live up to His Majesty's entrustment."

The emperor no longer forced himself, he stood up straight, and took a few steps with the Dingshui beads in his hands. Jiang Yunhuan subconsciously wanted to stop him, but when he thought of the identity of this person, he stood still, and he let the emperor hold the Dingshui beads. take away.

The emperor sat back on his high dragon chair again. He looked at this orb that could emit light blue fluorescence in the dark, and was almost intoxicated by the brilliance of this orb. Worship day and night."

He suddenly patted the dragon chair: "How about this, offer the Dingshui beads to Fengtian Pavilion, the national teacher, and you will preside over the worship ceremony, and you must not stop the incense for the gods!"

Fengtian Pavilion has always been a place for the royal family to worship the gods. It is indeed impeccable to offer Dingshuizhu here.

However, this is equivalent to forcibly taking Ding Shuizhu away from Jiang Yunhuan.

It's no different from robbing.

But this person was the emperor, and Jiang Yunhuan couldn't say no to his decision.He just saluted and agreed.

The author has something to say:

The unexpected length of this ending.

Two or three chapters are too much to write.

After thinking about it again and again, I still feel that I need to write more carefully. The memories in the previous article are all out of order. I guess you are all confused. I'd better sort it out from the beginning and string each memory fragment into a string.