Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

More than half of the three-year period has passed, and there is one year left before Jiang Yunhuan can see him again.

Even though this meeting might usher in death, Jiang Yunhuan still has some expectations.

Looking forward to it, even a little impatient.

He only served as the national teacher for two years, and then submitted his resignation again, and asked the emperor for the Dingshuizhu that had been enshrined in Fengtian Pavilion.

In the past two years, thanks to Dingshuizhu, the weather has been smooth and the world is safe and healthy.

But this fetish does not belong to humans, and must be returned after all.

Jiang Yunhuan is going to resign his official position, get back the water beads, and go to the world for a trip.

In the past two years in Beijing, he found himself very tired, even more tired than when he was looking for miracles outside.

The endless memorials were piled up on the table, and he had to worry about everything big and small. He finally understood the tired look on his friend's brow all the year round.

But he is different from the emperor. The emperor can't just stop doing it, but he can.

He was going to go for a stroll outside, and after spending his last year, he would go up to Guanshan, return the soul of God, and then see that person one more time.

He planned his itinerary well, even packed his bags, but the emperor rejected his resignation.

The emperor sincerely asked Jiang Yunhuan to stay, and then helped himself.

Jiang Yunhuan looked at the corners of the emperor's eyes that were red from staying up late to deal with government affairs, but they stayed behind.

A few years ago, when he failed to control the water, the emperor tried his best to defend him.He should repay this friendship.

He stayed for another six months, submitted his resignation again, and was rejected again.

The emperor changed his excuse this time. He pointed to a memorial with a worried face and said: "Suddenly a group of monsters came outside the capital to make trouble. I heard that the leader of this group of monsters has great powers and has already stepped into the demon king with half a foot." I have thought about it, but only the national teacher has the ability to subdue it."

So Jiang Yunhuan stayed again.

He battled wits and courage with these monsters, and it took him more than a month to subdue them.

He resigned for the fourth time, and before he had time to submit his resignation, he was stumbled by the sudden extra government affairs.

While running around, Jiang Yunhuan finally realized that the emperor was looking for excuses to hold him back.

The purpose, of course, is not because he can't bear to part with him.After being separated from this old friend for ten years and working together in Beijing and China for two years, Jiang Yunhuan has gradually figured out the emperor's character.

The emperor's methods are vicious and vicious. Although the prince ten years ago was also thoughtful, he was not as vicious as he is today.

In the past ten years, both Jiang Yunhuan himself and the emperor have grown a lot.

Jiang Yunhuan has already realized that he is not that important to the emperor.The emperor would even support other forces to check and balance him because he was afraid that he would dominate the court.

He is a competent emperor, good at checks and balances, and maintaining the stability of the court, which is understandable.

It's just... but it's hard to avoid being a little chilling.

Jiang Yunhuan spoke to this friend from the bottom of his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have said those two bold words in public just because he wanted to help him create a prosperous world.

Unfortunately, the emperor did not trust him.

Although Jiang Yunhuan was lost, he did not blame the emperor.

In that position, countless people were looking forward to pulling the emperor down. If they were not careful, they might have lost their bones long ago.

Since it wasn't because he couldn't bear to part with himself, the emperor repeatedly found excuses to hold him back, just to hold the water.

But this is the soul of God, and it is absolutely impossible to monopolize it.

Jiang Yunhuan knew this truth, but he didn't point it out to the emperor.He waited until the deadline.

There is still half a month left before the three-year agreement.

This half month is the final deadline, Jiang Yunhuan must set off immediately and rush to Guanshan, otherwise the oath will be delayed.

He broke the boat, took off his official uniform, put on the clothes of ordinary people, came to the palace, and expressed his determination to resign to the emperor.

The emperor dismissed the rest, and he finally made no excuses this time.

But he didn't agree either.

The two monarchs and ministers stood on the main hall, and the mirrors hanging high in the hall reflected their figures.

"Do you really want to die that much?"

"Yun Huan, why don't you go back."

The emperor called Jiang Yunhuan's name kindly again, but it was not because of any friendship, but a language trick.

Jiang Yunhuan didn't say anything, of course he didn't want to die, but he had to go back, and he wanted to see that person again.

These two sentences did not shake Jiang Yunhuan, but the emperor's next words made Jiang Yunhuan waver.

"If you return the Dingshuizhu to the gods, what will happen to the Yangtze River? As long as you leave this artifact, the Yangtze River will flood sooner or later. Only by truly possessing the Dingshuizhu can you cure the floods in the Yangtze River!"

"Think about it Jiang Yunhuan, the rivers will no longer flood, the cold and heat will no longer intrude, the world will be smooth and the people will live and work in peace and contentment, isn't that good? Isn't this kind of prosperity the ambition we made when we were young? Now everything is at your fingertips. You need to make a small choice."

Jiang Yunhuan's education from childhood taught him to put the common people in the world first.

For this reason, he can give up his life and dedicate it to the gods in exchange for three years of peace in the world.

For this reason, he can also let go of the relationship that he was cautious about God and dared not express.

He had a superficial crush on God at first sight just because of his appearance, it was his wishful thinking, the two even only met once.After digging into it, he doesn't have much emotion, so how can he be compared with the common people in the world.

The balance in his heart gradually tilted towards the emperor, but he still hesitated: "That's a god..." He had already seen the power of the gods with his own eyes, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain.Once disobeyed, if the gods punish...

"So what about gods!" the emperor interrupted him coldly: "Mountains and seas will be overthrown. I don't believe that there is an immortal life in this world. There must be a way...to kill him!"

Jiang Yunhuan couldn't help taking a step back, he was shocked by the emperor's rebellious words.

But the emperor didn't let him go, he walked down the steps, pressing every step of the way, and asked loudly: "Jiang Yunhuan, how do you choose!"

Jiang Yunhuan couldn't help retreating, he bumped into the closed palace door, and only then realized that he... had no way to retreat.

There was a sudden gust of wind outside the palace door, the strong wind blew the temple door open, and the wooden door swung behind him, making a rattling sound.Overcast clouds billowed, and thunderstorms gathered in the clouds.

The emperor's ferocious face and the indifferent expression of the god above Guanshan swayed in his mind.

In the end, the eternal indifference in those golden eyes made him make a decision.

He was silent for a long time before answering: "I..."

Accompanied by his voice, thunder descended from the sky, and the rumble of thunder exploded, covering his voice.

But the emperor already knew his answer, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

A tiny cracking sound resounded in the hall, but no one paid attention.

The Zhengda Guangming Mirror hanging high on the top of the hall heard the shocking secret, but dared not reveal it to others.

There is a crack on the mirror body, and there are two people on the left and right sides of the crack.

The imprint of unforgivable crimes from the heavens surfaced on the souls of the two, and Jiang Yunhuan finally made his choice.

He broke his oath and rebelled against the gods!

Now that a decision has been made, the rest is naturally to discuss how to kill that... legendary immortal god.

The emperor conspired with Jiang Yunhuan in the palace for several days, and the two discussed until the end. The emperor issued an order to summon a group of the most elite warlocks.

With the prepared talismans and various powerful instruments, they rode on horses and went to Guanshan to kill the gods.

In fact, Jiang Yunhuan didn't have much confidence. The emperor's idea was to gamble, but he was putting all his eggs in one basket, and he was betting with the emperor.

No one knows whether it is possible to actually kill a god.

But the temptation to win the bet was too great for him to give up that one in ten thousand chance.

He came to Guanshan for the second time, and he led the rest of the people to set up camp on the mountainside.

He was not in a hurry to climb up to the cross section of Guanshan Mountain, and there were still some talismans that needed to be prepared on the spot.

By midnight, not many people in the camp were asleep, most of them were preparing for the upcoming battle.

They knew what they were going to kill this time, but they came here without hesitation.

Their ideas are the same as Jiang Yunhuan's, and they even dare to commit crimes for the sake of the common people.

Jiang Yunhuan was sitting by the bonfire, looking at the dancing flames, his mood was uncertain.

He didn't know whether God knew about his coming, or whether God was angry that he didn't come back within the stipulated time.

He was restless, restless.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a branch breaking, as if someone stepped on it, but no one was walking in the camp.

Everyone immediately turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

Some of them put their hands next to the weapons on their waists, some held talismans, and each of them stood ready.

Jiang Yunhuan, as the team leader, made a gesture to signal to the rest of the team to stay calm.

He moved lightly and slowly moved towards the source of the sound.

He didn't take much precautions. It was probably some kind of beast in the middle of the night.

He walked towards the bushes in front of him, wondering what kind of animal it was that had strayed into their camp.rabbit?roe deer?Or a deer?Anyway, it's not a carnivorous beast, otherwise it would have attacked him long ago.

He pushed aside the weeds, but his breathing suddenly stagnated.

His eyes widened, and he froze in place in shock.

What was in front of him was not an animal, but a person.

A man in a black robe, barefoot, standing on a dusty floor.

The bright moonlight shone around him, and his perfectly proportioned facial features seemed to be created by gods.

The golden eyes stared at Jiang Yunhuan motionlessly. He seemed a little strange to Jiang Yunhuan's blank expression. Like a deer, he tilted his head and looked at this human curiously.

"National Division?"

The people behind called out in a low voice, Jiang Yunhuan blocked their view, they didn't see the man who appeared suddenly, they were just confused why Jiang Yunhuan stood there motionless.

Jiang Yunhuan just woke up like a dream, and he took a step back in horror.

He never expected that God would walk down that mountain and come around his camp.

He was terrified, why did God come here? It was nothing more than to question sin...

He squeezed the talisman hidden in the sleeve robe, swallowed nervously, and only waited for the opponent to strike back when he was in trouble.

However, the man didn't move from the beginning to the end, so he tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yunhuan.

Jiang Yunhuan gradually realized something was wrong, God seemed a little different from three years ago?

Those eyes were still indifferent as usual, but there was something more, like ignorance and confusion?

Why does God show such an expression?

Various questions arose in Jiang Yunhuan's mind, and he had a faint guess in his mind.

He tentatively took a step towards where the man was standing, but was not stopped.

He took another step, he walked slowly in front of the man, and then stretched out his right hand, his left hand held a powerful talisman, even the demon king would be killed by one blow.

And the palm of the right hand was facing up, and it was placed in front of the man.

The man looked down at his empty palm, then raised his head to look at Jiang Yunhuan's face.

Jiang Yunhuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, cold sweat broke out on his back, he didn't know what would happen in the next moment.

It was the god who shot him and killed him and the rest of the people here, but he successfully released the talisman hidden in his left hand to kill the eternal god.

He was worried.

The man finally moved. He slowly... imitated Jiang Yunhuan's movement and stretched out his hand, and then put it on Jiang Yunhuan's palm.

He clenched Jiang Yunhuan's palm, loosened it, clenched it, loosened it, and clenched it again. He had a novel look on his face, as if it was his first attempt at such a simple handshake.

Jiang Yunhuan was stunned by his unexpected action again. He wanted to throw the talisman in his left hand several times, but he always stopped because of the childish behavior of a boy.

yes kid.

A god who once stood high and ignored all gods.

For some reason, he seems to have lost all his memory. He is unfamiliar and ignorant of the world. He is like a newborn child, confused about everything.

Jiang Yunhuan still didn't do anything in the end, he took the man by the hand and led him to the camp.

The man looked at the bonfire in the camp, curiously stretched out his hand to touch it, but withdrew his hand suddenly when he felt the temperature.

He was attracted by this flame, he didn't remember who he was, his name, his identity, he wandered around Guanshan aimlessly.

Tonight, he met Jiang Yunhuan.

Jiang Yunhuan was sitting next to him, and he had been silently watching the man's every move.

He became more and more certain that God really forgot everything, forgot that he had lent his soul to human beings, and forgot about the three-year covenant.

Jiang Yunhuan is good at the art of war, and the most important point of the art of war is to adapt to the situation.

Since God had already forgotten everything, there was no need for him to fight against God.

Although God has lost his life soul, he still has the soul of heaven and the soul of earth.

Three years ago, God personally told Jiang Yunhuan that his three souls of heaven, earth, and destiny were in charge of the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the world.The water soul is life, and the two souls of heaven and earth are wind and thunder respectively.

The power of wind and thunder is also huge, and it is difficult for mortals to resist. Jiang Yunhuan looked at the man's perfect side face and thought about it.

He brought the man back to the capital.The god who has lost his memory is not even very good at speaking, but he has a strong learning ability, but relying on Jiang Yunhuan's conversations with other people on the road, he can only say a few words in twos and threes.

The first word he learned was: "National Teacher."

Because other people called Jiang Yunhuan this way, and this word appeared the most, so he was the first to learn it.

Hearing God call him like that suddenly, Jiang Yunhuan was stunned for a moment.

But he quickly reacted and responded.

Since then, the man has been calling him that.

When Jiang Yunhuan went to Guanshan, he dressed lightly and simply. The group only carried the most compact luggage and rode horses that traveled thousands of miles a day.

But in a few days, I arrived in Guanshan from the capital.

The return journey took almost half a month.

The horse was bumping, and Jiang Yunhuan didn't let the man ride with him.

He bought a carriage specially, and ordered someone to place thick blankets to ensure that the people in the carriage would not be bumped before letting the man sit on it.

He cared for the man in every possible way, and did everything by himself.

The man had been wearing the black robe all the time, but he didn't wear shoes. He walked barefoot on the Guan Mountain, and his feet were stained with mud.

Jiang Yunhuan fetched a basin of water himself, knelt down on the edge of the cave, and helped the man wash it.

He didn't have to be like this. God didn't remember him at all, nor did he remember his noble status.

But Jiang Yunhuan still did that, he always felt guilty in his heart, he knew that what he did was treasonous and treacherous.

He wanted to make up for one or two in this way, and...Although he decided to let go of that not-so-deep relationship, when he saw this face again, he was still amazed again.

This is the person who appeared in his midnight dreams countless times in the past three years.

It was impossible for them in the past, although it is impossible now, but God is no longer high above them, and the distance between them has never been closer.

Jiang Yunhuan was half guilty and half glad to do the job like a servant. He helped the man with all the small things of basic necessities, clothing, shoes, and clothes all the way.

When he arrived in the capital, he placed the man in his mansion, and then went to the palace alone to meet the saint.

"You said he forgot everything?"

The emperor paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Yunhuan affirmed: "He doesn't remember the agreement, and he doesn't remember who he is. Losing his soul seems to have greatly damaged his memory."

The emperor pondered for a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, he walked towards Jiang Yunhuan quickly, with a crazy look on his face.

He was ecstatic: "You said that his three souls of heaven, earth and destiny are the storms, thunder and lightning in the world. If he can combine his two souls of heaven and earth..."

Jiang Yunhuan looked at the emperor in astonishment. Although he was afraid of the power of the two souls of the gods and the earth, he never thought of taking them back.

However, the emperor thought so, and he dared to do so.

He came up with an idea and asked Jiang Yunhuan to set up a plan to trick the two souls of the gods, heaven and earth.

Jiang Yunhuan subconsciously wanted to refute, how could he do such a despicable thing... However, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them.

Despicable... what right does he have to accuse others of being despicable.

For his treachery, he was already the most despicable villain in the world.He was silent for a while, and did so.

Sure enough, God was fooled and lost his memory. Although he was smart, his heart was as simple as a five or six-year-old child.Jiang Yunhuan, who has been in the officialdom all the year round, came to seduce such a child, so it was easy to catch him.

Jiang Yunhuan used the two souls of heaven and earth to forge two artifacts, the Five Thunder Order and the Gale Wind Sword.

Unlike the Dingshui Orb, the Dingshui Orb was also designed by him, but because the Fate Soul was borrowed by the gods, he was not worried that the Fate Soul would escape, so the Dingshui Orb did not have a confinement formation.

This is not the case with the Five Thunder Order and Gaefeng Sword. These two magic weapons themselves are the strongest cages in the world, used to imprison the two souls of the gods.

The three souls are gone, but the god still hasn't died.

When the emperor thought of this, he was in panic all day long. He had to watch the gods fall with his own eyes, so that he could feel at ease.

He discussed with Jiang Yunhuan again in the main hall, looking for a way to kill the gods completely!

Jiang Yunhuan shook his head again and again: "No! He no longer remembers everything, and no longer has the power to threaten human beings, why can't he let him go..."

The emperor who had always been kind to him suddenly turned cold, and he reprimanded him with a gloomy face: "Jiang Yunhuan, why are you still soft-hearted? You have done all the unforgivable things. Will he regain his memory one day and come to revenge on you and me?!"

Jiang Yunhuan was speechless.

"As long as he doesn't die, I can't rest assured. Yun Huan, think of a way for me to solve this serious problem." The emperor suddenly softened his tone.

Jiang Yunhuan was silent, he also knew that weeds had to be rooted out, he had studied with the emperor since he was a child, and the master who taught them the art of war had told them this in every possible way, otherwise they would be the ones who would die if the other party counterattacked.

The first time he led troops to meet the invasion of Chu State, he did this. He burned the whole family of the general and did not leave any chance for the other party to take revenge.

He was not a good person with a kind heart. Although he had a heart for all the people in the world, his methods of doing things were extremely cruel.

He did it again, and he thought of a way to have the best of both worlds.

Everything in this world is interdependent.

What will restrain the gods?

Ghost.

Jiang Yunhuan came up with this answer, and he thought of the Nine Turns Returning to One Ultimate Killing Formation in Xuanmen, which is known as the world's number one killing formation.

He once let go of two big words, cured the Yangtze River floods, and subdued the eight demon kings.

Now that the flood has calmed down, the remaining eight demon kings just happened to be used as the eyes of the formation.

Killing the formation requires nine formation eyes of comparable strength, so Jiang Yunhuan thought of another plan to catch all the little monsters in the world to fill this gap.

So, while he began to prepare for the expedition to subdue the eight demon kings, he still maintained a respectful expression to serve the gods who had forgotten everything.

One afternoon, when he was arranging the man's robe, the man suddenly asked him a question: "Master, why don't you ever look up at me?"

When Jiang Yunhuan faced the man, he lowered his eyebrows all the time, not daring to look directly at him. He had never been so respectful to the emperor before.

Jiang Yunhuan couldn't answer, and he couldn't think of any other suitable reason, so he raised his head and looked directly at the man's beautiful golden eyes that made him unable to move his eyes from the first sight.

Seeing that he started to look up at him, the man was satisfied and stopped asking.

It's an opportunity, and as Kang Yun-hwan starts to look him in the eye, they seem to gradually become equals.

The once unreachable distance between each other gradually narrowed, almost to nothing.

On a whim one day, Jiang Yunhuan began to teach men to read.

He taught the man to read, led him to read word by word, and explained the meaning of each word.

"These two words read 'name'. A name is what we call something or a person. For example, my name is Jiang Yunhuan, not a national teacher." Jiang Yunhuan pointed to himself, and he hoped to correct the man's way of calling himself The title, compared to being called the national teacher, he still likes to be called Jiang Yunhuan.

However, the man didn't seem to be able to tell the difference between the two. He nodded and thought he understood, and replied, "Okay, National Teacher."

Jiang Yunhuan: "..."

Teaching failed.

Just when Jiang Yunhuan was speechless in front of the book, the man suddenly asked again: "Does everyone have a name?"

Jiang Yunhuan nodded.

The man asked again, "Why didn't I?"

He looked puzzled, everyone has a name, but he doesn't, and no one has ever called him.In the huge National Teacher's Mansion, except for Jiang Yunhuan, no one even talked to him. The servants followed Jiang Yunhuan's instructions and could not even get close to him.

The only subject Jiang Yunhuan used when speaking to him was the word "you", which was not considered a name.

Jiang Yunhuan thought about it, he didn't know what the original name of the god was, or did he have no name at all?

People only call him "God" and don't know what his name is.

Jiang Yunhuan suddenly had a small thought that should not be understood by outsiders, and tentatively said: "Name is divided into surname and first name. Since you have no name and no surname, why don't you have my surname?"

He was full of expectations. Since ancient times, after a woman married her husband, she took her husband's surname, and only used her husband's surname as her first name.

Although it didn't mean anything for God to follow his surname Jiang, but he still had some expectations inevitably.

As if in this way, they became husband and wife.

The man nodded as he expected, he never cared about such trivial matters, he decided so rashly that his surname was Jiang.

Jiang Yunhuan said again: "Since the surname already exists, the first name is left. What kind of name do you want?"

The man picks and chooses the square characters written all over the book, he only knows a few, and most of the rest are meaningless symbols in his eyes.

He simply became the shopkeeper, holding his face and looking at Jiang Yunhuan: "Master, you choose."

Jiang Yunhuan suddenly received such a big task, he dare not make a hasty decision.

He felt that the name chosen for the god should not only be majestic and solemn, but also rich in blessings.

It is best to include some philosophy of life, citing scriptures, must have a lot of background.

Jiang Yunhuan, who has always been a learned man, encountered difficulties in this matter. He thought of many names, but felt that none of them were worthy of the man in front of him.

After thinking for a whole day, he still hadn't come up with a result, but he received a notice that he would go out tomorrow.

Tomorrow, we will start to subdue the first of the eight demon kings.

This is the first step in killing the formation.

Jiang Yunhuan's enthusiasm for naming the man suddenly cooled down.

He is such a person who wholeheartedly wants to kill him, what right does he have to name him.

However, the man didn't know this. He looked forward to finding Jiang Yunhuan who was sitting alone in the courtyard in a daze. He stretched out his hand to Jiang Yunhuan and asked, "Where is my name?"

Jiang Yunhuan stared blankly at him, looking at those overly beautiful golden eyes, he had forgotten all the names with profound meanings that he had thought about for a long time, and he suddenly said: "Birch, the birch of the birch tree, your name is Jiang Birch."

"Jiang Hua." The man repeated the name. He was very satisfied with the name, and he already had a name.

He asked Jiang Yunhuan to find these two characters in the book again. It was the first time for him, who was always tired of studying, to write so enthusiastically in front of the book, writing his own name.

Jiang Yunhuan didn't explain the meaning of the name to Jiang Hua, because he didn't know why he blurted out this word.

It's just that somewhere in his mind, this word crossed his mind and blurted out in his chaotic thoughts.