The villain system of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty

The bonfire has been extinguished and the temperature in the cave is gradually dropping. Da Siming woke up from his dream, feeling sore all over his body. She raised her head and looked around, but there was no one in the cave.

Da Siming's mood was very complicated at this moment. She stood up with difficulty and sat down cross-legged. Throwing away all distracting thoughts, Da Si Fate circulates the true energy and opens up the muscles and meridians. I thought that after falling off the cliff and going through the bumps last night, it would be very difficult for me to circulate my Qi. However, Da Siming discovered that the true energy was running very smoothly in the body. During the practice, several tendons that could not be opened now become unobstructed.

what on earth is it? Da Siming didn't understand it, but she didn't get attached to it either.

Da Siming's aching body has improved a lot since the infuriating energy has been circulated. She picked up the torn clothes on the ground and put them on her white body, but it could only cover her vital parts.

Dots of fallen cherry blossoms could still be seen on the torn clothes and scarves on the ground, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart.

After walking out of the cave, Da Siming waited for a long time, but found no trace of Ying Ziyi. She was finally sure that the man was gone. The misty wind blew by, slightly blowing her messy hair. For a moment, Da Siming felt that something was missing in his heart.

"Good go! If you don't leave, I will definitely cut you into pieces to vent my hatred."

The hatred in his heart was mixed with the afterglow of last night's madness in his memory. Da Siming didn't know how true or false he said these words.

But she was a calm woman after all. She looked at the environment in front of her and wanted to leave this place. The important thing is to find a few pieces of clothing that you can wear. She looked at her current appearance, and it was probably something that everyone could relate to.

"Elder!" At this moment, two men and two disciples of the Yang family were searching under the cliff and happened to find Da Siming walking out of the cave.

However, at this moment, Da Siming was in ragged clothes, with his skin exposed, and his life was full of joy.

The four disciples of the Yin Yang family discovered this situation, but they did not dare to think deeply about it. They knelt down and did not dare to look up.

"Master Ming! Lord Moon God has an order for you to rush back to the Yin Yang Family headquarters immediately." A disciple said.

"what happened?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered that all the elders and guardians of the Yin Yang family gather together and go to Meng Tian's tent to listen to the order and attack Shushan."

"Shu Mountain?" Sure enough, is Prince Qin going to attack Shu Mountain?

Looking at the four disciples of the Yin Yang family who were becoming more and more respectful under him, Da Siming snorted coldly, waved his hand, and made a bloody handprint of a skull.

Blood-red light seals flashed, and the four Yin-Yang disciples who were kneeling on the ground instantly fell to the ground, without any breath. Da Siming took off the clothes of a female disciple who was about the same size as her and put them on himself.

"If you want to blame, it's because you saw something you shouldn't have seen." Da Siming's face flashed with coldness, and he formed a seal in his hand. The crimson flames ignited, instantly killing the four Yin-Yang disciples who fell to the ground. Burned to ashes.

Da Siming looked back at the valley last night, and finally stopped hesitating and walked forward slowly.

.......

Ying Ziyi ran away.

Ying Ziyi put on his pants and ran away.

Ying Ziyi put on his pants and ran away without hesitation.

While walking, Ying Ziyi felt uneasy. He vaguely remembered that when he got up in the morning, there were specks of fallen cherry blossoms on his clothes and scarf. For leaving a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old alone in the valley, Ying Ziyi felt very guilty.

But self-blame belongs to self-blame, but Ying Ziyi cannot bear the responsibility. To be precise, it is because of his false identity that he cannot bear the responsibility at all.

Besides, the other party is the chief commander of the Yin Yang family, a fearsome messenger of death known in the world. Whether the other party wants to hold him responsible is still a matter of debate. If Ying Ziyi had stayed there, maybe when Da Siming saw him in the morning, his first thought would be to slap him and kill him on the spot.

Thinking about this, Ying Ziyi suddenly felt better.

"Bi Dong! Congratulations to the poster for winning the title of 'The Ruthless True Husband'. The poster's shamelessness has once again set the lower limit of this system's evaluation of the poster. Due to the poster's behavior, the four major orders of the villain's harem mission were forcibly activated."

"Ah! That's right!" Ying Ziyi suddenly came to his senses, "I am a villain! How can any villain say something like "responsible or not"?

"Bidong!...!"

While Ying Ziyi was struggling, thousands of leaves suddenly fell on the narrow road and among the trees.

The green leaves are like the sea, dancing with the wind. There is not much wind in the mountains, and the falling leaves are obviously more than normal.

Ying Ziyi instantly became alert and noticed a vague aura.

Ying Ziyi looked up and saw the elegant figure of the girl on the top of the tree. With her as the center, thousands of leaves fluttered and danced.

"Sister, are you here to kill me?" Ying Ziyi asked curiously.

Shao Siming said nothing, looking at Ying Ziyi with a pair of smart eyes.

Feeling the calm and gentle gaze flashing in these eyes, Ying Ziyi instantly concluded that Shao Siming was not here to kill him.

So why is she here?

The breeze came slowly, and an inexplicable silence fell between the two. Shao Siming's eyes left Ying Ziyi and turned to the distance.

Ying Ziyi didn't know how to speak, but Shao Siming had never planned to speak.

The two stood silently for a long time. After a long time, Ying Ziyi said, "I'm leaving!"

Shao Siming still didn't express anything, but there was a ripple in the calm look in her eyes, but it disappeared in the end.

Ying Ziyi's figure had already gone away. Shao Siming looked at the figure that was as invisible as an ant on the road, with a hint of loneliness on his face.

...

"See His Highness the Crown Prince!"

On the hillside of the plain, Ying Ziyi sat cross-legged. Under the rocks, dozens of civilian swordsmen knelt on one knee.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Crown Prince!" Dozens of swordsmen stood up and guarded the rocks.

The golden flame ignited, and Concubine Yan's figure appeared next to Ying Ziyi.

"Your Highness, did you gain anything from this trip to the Yin Yang Family?"

"Almost!" Ying Ziyi smiled and threw a piece of animal skin to Concubine Yan. "Look at it!"

"This is the fragment of "The Supreme Being's Forgetting Love"?" Concubine Yan said in surprise. "Donghuang Taiyi tied it up in a high pavilion. Apart from Donghuang Taiyi, not many people in the Yinyang family have seen this thing with their own eyes. I'm afraid the same goes for the Moon God."

"Oh? Is this thing so amazing?"

"It is said that there is a chance to achieve enlightenment in it. But no one has witnessed it with his own eyes. The words describing the exercises are obscure and complex, and the shapes are so complicated that even the Emperor Taiyi of the East may not be able to fully understand them." Concubine Yan smiled and took the item again. The thing was handed to Ying Ziyi.

Ying Ziyi put it away and put it in his arms. Looking at the progress bar of the remaining chapters of "Tai Shang Forgetting Love" under the martial arts training program on the screen in front of him, it seemed that he was already ahead of Donghuang Taiyi.

"Your Highness, the people of the Yin Yang family are probably ready to conquer Shu Mountain at this moment. What should we do next?" Concubine Yan asked.

"Let's set off and return to Xianyang."

As Ying Ziyi finished speaking. On the plains, the sound of horse hooves rumbled, and three thousand Ghost Prison Ghost Riders were approaching from a distance.

Dozens of riders led by Zhang Han and Zhao Tuo approached Ying Ziyi a few feet in front of him. They all dismounted and knelt down on one knee.

"I am late, please forgive me, Your Highness."

"You came just in time, what's the crime? What's the situation outside now?"

"His Royal Highness, the 50,000 Guanzhong army led by the internal envoy Meng Tian has departed from Xianyang and is currently stationed in Chencang."

"I understand." Ying Ziyi nodded and jumped off the rock.

The huge chariot slowly stopped in front of Ying Ziyi, and the guards driving the chariot lowered the wooden platform. Ying Ziyi walked up from the wooden platform and entered the carriage. Concubine Yan was sitting in another chariot behind Ying Ziyi.

In the wilderness, the team began to move forward slowly.

It's just that Ying Ziyi's team had to slow down before they had gone ten miles. Because of his whereabouts, everyone has been alarmed.

Officials from the nearby government offices, powerful people from the countryside, came with gifts and escorts, hoping to see His Highness the Crown Prince and give a good impression to the future heir of the empire.

For so many enthusiastic people, Ying Ziyi said that the gifts can be accepted and people don’t have to meet them one by one.

"Is this the car of the Prince of Qin?"

A gentleman is like jade. Standing on a high slope and watching the motorcade on the official road in the plains from a distance is the best statement for this sentence.

Zhang Liang clasped his hands behind his back, a trace of doubt flashing on his face as beautiful as a woman.

"Oh? What did you think he would be like?" Beside Zhang Liang, an old man with white beard and hair said.

"Among the six kingdoms, both Yan and Chu were destroyed by him. He built Wuchecheng, killed Touman, drove out the Yueshi, dominated the Western Regions, and opened up trade routes. He accomplished these things at such a young age. I thought he would be a great person. As luxurious as they come. At least, such a team is not too shabby for the prince of Qin."

"Do you really think so?" The old man chuckled.

"Please advise!" Zhang Liang said respectfully.

"Look at the knights beside him. They are skilled in riding, have ape-like arms and bear-like waists, and look like tigers and eagles. They are all the bravest men in the world. You are looking at the civilian swordsmen guarding his carriage. Before they joined the trap, each one of them was one of the best in the world. Swordsmen. They should be murderous, cold-blooded killers. But now beside the carriage, they dare not let out any murderous intent, for fear of disturbing the owner of the carriage. It can be seen that the owner of the carriage What kind of characters are they? Do you still feel shabby for such a team?"

"Liangshoujia!" Zhang Liang bowed respectfully and said.

"The motherland is dead, do you feel sad in your heart?" the old man asked.

"My heart aches." Zhang Liang said honestly.

"Do you have the ambition to restore the country?" the old man asked again.

Regarding the old man's question, Zhang Liang seemed to have no intention of hiding his true intentions, and said honestly: "I don't know!"

"Is it really so difficult to answer between recovery and non-recovery?" The old man smiled and seemed to already know his answer, but he still asked.

Zhang Liang shook his head and said: "As I practice Taoism for a long time, I find that I am getting more and more confused. Han Fei formed Liusha and wanted to change the world on his own. I know how powerful he is. But in the end, South Korea still died. But he died in Qin's prison without any explanation. When I heard the news, I almost thought it was a joke. Since then, I have never understood it. Want to find out.”

"Very good. You have understood what you didn't understand, and you are not far from the truth!" the old man said with a smile.

"What is Tao?" Although the old man said this, Zhang Liang was still very confused. His fair face was full of doubts. At this moment, his eyes were dull and there was no trace of excitement at all.

"The Tao can be taught, but it is very Tao. I can only say that everyone has some enlightenment. And your Tao needs to be found by yourself." The old man said.

Zhang Liang looked forward, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes. "With what Emperor Qin has done, sooner or later the people of the world will rise up and overthrow this empire. South Korea is dead, but there is still a chance for South Korea to revive."

"Really?" The old man smiled and said, "Han Fei is dead. Even if South Korea recovers, is that kind of South Korea what you want in your heart?"

The old man's words made Zhang Liang fall into deep thought again.

"What Emperor Qin did was certainly very harmful to the people. However, the achievements he sought were not without merit. The Tao was not as the people of the Renzong thought. It was created by people. Even if there are no people, the Tao is still there. The dead are like this, never giving up day and night. No matter what, Emperor Qin has put his unique mark into this world. Those who want to restore Zhou rituals are hidden in the undercurrent, no matter now or in the future, although it seems Very powerful, but it will eventually disappear without a trace, just like a flash in the pan.”

Zhang Liang was talented and intelligent and quickly understood what the old man said. He looked at the team in front, the chariot of the Prince of Qin, and asked: "In this case, will Qin die?"

"Qin may die, but maybe it won't. But is it important?" The old man sighed and said. "Forget it! Forget it! The beauty of a gentleman will be cut down in five generations. Your family has been together for five generations, and by your generation, there is no longer any concern. But after all, you have fallen too deep into the secular world, and you are not allowed to go there in person, so what do you do? Can you let it go?"?

After the old man finished speaking, he arranged his broad-sleeved robe, and his figure disappeared in the sky, as if it had never existed.

"Liang is ordered!" Zhang Liang said towards the deserted place.

Zhang Liang raised his head again. He thought he would be very happy. But looking at the vast wilderness around him, he realized that he had nowhere to go.

"Those who have lost their country will still be homeless after all!" Zhang Liang sighed, and suddenly thought of the land of Qilu in the east, where he might have his temporary destination.

Confucian sect, Xiaoshengxian Village.