Yu Wu

The blood-stained white chess pieces rested on the black rosewood tea table, like the whites of the eyes covered with red silk, staring blankly but gloomyly in all directions.

Gu Mang suppressed his excitement, and slowly picked up the chess piece from the desk.

He didn't notice the difference in this chess piece at first, but after looking at it for a while, his pupils suddenly closed, and he raised his head in astonishment: "Zhenlong chess game?!!"

"Gu Shuai has dealt with Liao Guo a lot, and he has seen a lot." Jun Shang said, "It took three days and two nights for Si Shuai to confirm that this is the Zhenlong chess game, but Gu Shuai can judge it with just a few glances. "

"That's right. This is one of the three ancient forbidden arts... Zhenlong Chess Game."

Zhenlong chess game.

The bloody technique left over from the prehistoric period can use one's own spiritual power to forge black and white chess pieces, thereby manipulating everything in the world, whether it is birds, beasts, or humans, ghosts and fairy monsters, as long as the chess pieces are planted, they will become puppets and serve as minions.However, this kind of forbidden technique has a big limitation, that is, it has extremely high requirements on the cultivation level of the caster, because every piece of refining needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, so it is impossible for people who are not at the level of a great warlock to control it.

But even so, the Zhenlong Chess Game is still the one with the clearest traces handed down among the three ancient forbidden arts.Compared with the secret technique of rebirth and the gate of life and death in time and space like a myth, the bloody storm stirred up by the Zhenlong chess game has literally splashed the entire history of the cultivation world.

Countless people with ambitions to become kings flock to collect the fragments of Zhenlong chess game from all corners of the country.Although so far no one has been able to make soldiers by throwing beans into soldiers and playing millions of chess pieces like what is written on the scroll of the forbidden technique, and tens of thousands of black and white pieces can be made by one person, no one can thoroughly grasp and master it. Use the Zhenlong chess game to change the color of the universe and stain the mountains and rivers with blood.However, there are still monks who can refine dozens or hundreds of chess pieces.

And sometimes to promote a mutiny and overthrow a regime, it only needs the most critical people to be temporarily manipulated, and that's enough.

There was a halo trembling in Gu Mang's eyes.

"Zhenlong Baizi..." He murmured and repeated several times, his lips trembling slightly, "So...so Lu Zhanxing was manipulated by Zhenlong chess game?!"

Your Majesty said: "Yes."

It was just an understatement, but it seemed to light up the extinguished brilliance of Gu Mang in an instant.

Gu Mang said excitedly: "Your Majesty told me this, does he want me to do something for Zhan Xing to rehabilitate him? I can do anything—"

"Gu Shuai." Your Majesty interrupted him and poured another cup of tea, "Calm down first, sit down."

"But--"

"You believe in Gu. Since Gu is willing to tell you the truth himself, Gu will never let Lu Qing be wronged for nothing."

What he said was so delicate.

What is "will not let Lu Qing be wronged for nothing"?At first glance, it seems that he intends to rehabilitate Lu Zhanxing, but after careful consideration, there is another possibility: he will make Lu Zhanxing's injustice case gain a value, so as not to damage the deputy commander in vain.

The sacrifice is worthwhile, which is also a kind of "unreasonable".

But how could Gu Mang hear such a secret meaning in Jun Shang's words at this time?He blinked his wet eyes, looked at Junshang's sincere face, finally bowed his head, and sat down.

Gu Mang is a bundle of firewood that is easy to ignite. A moment ago, he was cold and cold, as if he would never believe anyone to work for anyone again, but it turns out that as long as this little bit of fire is needed, he will utterly dedicate everything to his life. Before you.

Mo Xi closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling.

At this time, Gu Mang's rekindled hope was as strong as the pain in Mo Xi's heart... because he knew that things would not go the way Gu Mang hoped for at this time.

This fleeting flame is just the last reflection of Gu Mang left in Chonghua.

"Does Gu Shuai know how Gu was aware of this chess piece?"

Gu Mang shook his head.

Your Majesty said: "After Lu Zhanxing was taken into the Yin Prison, the guards interrogated him in detail as usual. But they found that he was in a strange state at that time, he was a little vague, and his reaction was very slow. I was suspicious, so I asked Zhou Crane performed a spell analysis on him."

After he finished speaking, he tapped the white chess pieces on the table.

"And then they found this inside him."

"After all, the Zhenlong Chess Game is not such an easy spell to control. No one has been able to truly master it since ancient times. Therefore, the refinement of this white piece is not as perfect as it is recorded in the book. It can only be regarded as a failure. , but it can still control creatures in a very short period of time, making them do what the caster wants to see."

Your Majesty paused, raised his eyes and said, "Gu Shuai, you have always been smart, so you don't need to say it alone, you should also know which side would be most beneficial to Lu Zhanxing's beheading under the circumstances at that time."

Gu Mang was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "...Liao."

"That's right. It's the Liao Kingdom."

Your Majesty held the white piece, stood it up, and with two fingers, the white piece spun rapidly. He stared at the piece, and then said: "The caster, because he can't practice well, he can't last long. Steady use of Zhenlong chess to control others will not be able to control monks with peak spiritual power such as you and Mr. Xihe. At that time, your deputy commander Lu Zhanxing was alone in the army, so he became the best candidate for the opponent .”

As if the layers of gauze had been lifted, revealing the bloody truth and the hideous and ugly scars underneath, Gu Mang's fingertips were trembling finely, staring at the unattractive baizi.

"Think about it, Gu Shuai. No matter from Lu Zhanxing's temperament, background, status...he made this matter logical. If Zhou He hadn't investigated carefully, this case would have ended like this, and no one would have suspected it. .”

The white piece is still spinning on the table like a spinning top, through the crazily spinning Zhenlong chess and a narrow wooden table, the ruler and the subject are looking at each other.

"A pawn, ruining Chonghua's most valiant army, destroying Chonghua's recent reforms, and completely reducing Gu to a puppet of the old gentry, and you, you people will never stand up again. Can you imagine Is that the scene?"

"... imagine?"

For a long time, Gu Mang's expression was dazed, not without hoarseness, not without tiredness, and softly said: "...Your Majesty, I have been living in this situation these days."

He folded his hands against his browbones, and buried his face deeply: "Since I knelt in the court hall, begging you to build those [-] gravestones for my brothers... I have... It's already..."

He was like a dying traveler who had trekked too long in the desert, and the sudden hope made him choke up.

From the angle where Mo Xi was standing, he could see Gu Mang's side face, with clear water marks dripping from the tip of his slender, butterfly-like eyes.

Jun Shang was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Gu Qing, I'm sorry."

Facing a monarch who insulted and despised him in the court, how many subjects can feel at ease without any grudges?

Leaving aside those servile bastards, it doesn't matter if it's Murong Lian or Mo Xi, none of them can easily accept such an apology from the bottom of their hearts.

But Gu Mang is a general with a poor life, other generals can be high-spirited, what about him?

He is often slobbery, grinning and grinning with noble lords to grind military pay, and brazenly trying to get in touch with other commanders.He's not mean, he's so cheap that when others hit him on the left cheek, he puts his right cheek on it too.

There is no way for him.

He only has so much, and he is responsible for the life and dignity of the hundred thousand robes. His pockets are empty, and he has no background. All he can take out pitifully is his own smiling face, and he can only nod and bow.

What else could he do.

Gu Mang wiped his eyelashes with his thumb without saying a word, and raised his head.

The wind blew the residual candle, Mo Xi saw that his tears were still wet, but he still tried his best to smile, that smile was so shattered yet so strong.

Gu Mang said: "It doesn't matter. At that time, Elder Zhou hadn't noticed the magic traces of the Zhenlong chess piece, and your majesty didn't know the truth. It's appropriate to reprimand like that."

After a pause, he cautiously peered at Your Majesty's face with moist black eyes.

"Then dare to ask your lord... how do you plan to reverse the case for Lu Zhanxing?"

Your Majesty did not answer the words, and in this silence, Bai Zi's spinning trend slowly slowed down, spinning more and more tired, more and more decadent...

Lightning flashed outside again, reflecting the distant mountains like ghosts coming out of the earth.

There was a bang of thunder from the sky, and the torrential rain poured down like a waterfall in the world.Jun Shang said: "Gu Shuai, I'm afraid I can't."

Gu Mang's pupils shrank under the lightning and purple lightning, and the white child on the table also turned to exhaustion at this time, it struggled and exhausted its last bit of strength and made a few embarrassing circles, lying on the table, No more moving.

Everything returned to silence, as if the dark tide of a lake was surging and the waves were jumping. Feng Yi was about to break through, and the shining scales would illuminate the abyss and return justice.

But suddenly, the wind stopped and the water went out again.

He Bo dived into the depths of the cold pool again, causing the people on the shore to wait for a long time, and they were happy for a long time in vain.

"..." Gu Mang's throat felt a little stiff, "What do you mean?"

Your Majesty did not immediately answer his words, but asked, "Does Gu Shuai know how Lu Qing feels in prison now?"

"..."

"He still thinks that Fengming Mountain's beheading was done on a whim. He felt very guilty, Zhou He said. When he was interrogated, he kept saying that he wanted to see you. He wanted to do it for him. The urge to personally apologize to you."

Gu Mang closed his eyelids suddenly, his fingers hanging by his legs clenched tightly into fists, his forehead meridians protruded, and his expression was extremely painful.

Your Majesty's fingertips touched the pale chess piece again, and stroked it: "Lu Qing doesn't know that people whose minds are controlled by the white chess piece can do murder, betrayal, adultery, and all kinds of evil. Everyone would think it was voluntary—he was just an innocent victim, a murder knife. But he thought he was the murderer."

Gu Mang suddenly straightened up, and trembled uncontrollably: "Then why don't you tell him clearly!"

"Why don't you explain it to him?" Your Majesty seemed to ask back, but also seemed to be asking himself, he smiled slightly sadly, and said for a long time, "...Because I feel ashamed for asking alone."

He turned his head to look at the vast rain curtain, which made the world a desolate place, but his voice was colder than the mountain scenery.

Jun Shang said softly: "Gu doesn't know how to face him. He is not a rebellious minister, but a general who has been tortured for Chonghua. Gu's heart is also made of flesh...Gu has no face to see him."

Paused: "Do you think that Gu is unwilling to clear his name and give you justice immediately?"

"You are wrong. There is no king in the world who is willing to be so cold-hearted." Jun Shang stood up, walked to the edge of the precarious golden platform, and looked at the endless night with his hands behind his back.He was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed and said: "Gu Shuai, there is a saying that I'm afraid I was kneeling in front of you today, and you will never believe it."

He paused for a moment and said: "——In Guyan's eyes, your army is the most precious treasure that Gu inherited from his father. Neither agreed."

"..."

"I don't want to lose you at all."

The author has something to say:

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