34. The Legend of Yin Xin (1)

Shang Dynasty.

Outside the castle.

Bier vaguely remembers that the sun was shining brightly that day, and the sky was full of peaceful colors. The towering ancient trees are still swaying from side to side, but the birds have already built their nests, and they are resting comfortably for lunchtime.

The wind was very gentle to raise the heavy armor on the horse, and the majestic supreme was also a little soft under the blue sky.

At that time, he had a premonition that the divine bell in his heart, which symbolized majesty, would be stripped of all armor and dignity, and only tenderness would be given to one person.

There was an occasional wailing sound in the woods, and the further you walked, the closer the sound became.

Pier looked at his sword-like face, a pair of dark eyes deep and bottomless, full of recklessness and disdain, Pier grew up with him since childhood, deeply surrendered to his majesty, and best understood his temperament.

This trip is to go to the Nuwa Temple to worship, pray to God, bless Yin Shang for a hundred years of life, the sound of wailing is in the ears, like a tiger blocking the road, Pi Er can see the displeasure on his face.

"Come on, go and catch the wailing!"

To his surprise, he waved his hand and removed the soldiers who wanted to come forward to check, but with a wave of his heavy armor, he dismounted.

Seeing this, Pier immediately followed behind him, and when he heard the sound, he searched for it, and it turned out to be a fox who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries!

He looked at it carefully, and this fox seemed to have ten tails, and the white snow-like fox skin was slightly stained red with blood, which was roughly caused by the broken tail. However, this fox seems to have some spirituality, can understand human feelings, and there seem to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

Beasts that can empathize are rare!

At that time, Pier couldn't have imagined that he, who had always been decisive in killing, would also be in love!

Displeasure turned into pity.

It is the only mercy in his life!

"King, this fox is really unfortunate!"

"According to the minister's eyes, the fur of this fox is so soft and white, it is better to take its skin and make a good fur for the king!" Fei Zhong, the minister who accompanied him, grinned and wanted to do what he liked.

"Did Qing's eyes be pecked away by jackdaws?"

His seemingly lazy but very deep voice sounded, shocking everyone's heartstrings, and even the horse behind him couldn't help but take half a step back.

Fei Zhong was so frightened that he quickly knelt down: "Minister...... I am afraid, I don't know what the king means......"

"Can't see tears in the corners of this fox's eyes?"

His eyes were full of coldness, and he glanced at Fei Zhong, who instantly became wet and wet.

"The fact that such an evil beast is sensible, senses pain, and wails shows that it is intelligent enough!"

He stretched out his hand and stroked the wounded white fox, with a look in his eyes that he had never seen before, as if he had seen himself bitten by a beast of prey when he was a child hunting.

Pierre knew that he was remembering the dusty years.

"Pierre!"

"The minister is here. ”

"You stay here and heal this fox. ”

He withdrew his hand, turned and returned to his horse.

"Whoa!"

He put his hands in front of his abdomen and lowered his head.

"Once healed, let it go!"

Then he raised his long whip, and the horses cried like tears, and the front hooves whipped up dust, and a burst of clouds and sand was blown, and the army was so vast that it shattered the hoof marks all over the ground.

Bier exhaled lightly, put down his hands, and turned to look at the white fox who fell to the ground, the white fox's gaze was still in the direction where the army disappeared, and the teardrop in the corner of his eye finally fell into the dust.

Bier took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, and gently sprinkled the medicine on the injured place of the white fox, the end of the egg yolk fell gently, and the white fox couldn't help but wail a few times, the fox's legs were bent and curled up.

The corner of his mouth smiled slightly, "This is a good medicine to heal wounds, it will be a little painful, you can bear with it for a while." ”

The white fox really understood human nature, nodded lightly, and then obediently lay down to let the other ear be drugged, even if it was a little painful, it still gritted its teeth and persisted.

"That's it!"

Pierre took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and bandaged its wounds.

"You little fox, it's thanks to my king's good mood today, otherwise...... You're really going to die here!, be careful when you come out to play, my king has a bad temper!"

He rubbed his ears, which were very soft, like snowflakes, and he was afraid that they would melt with a force.

"But...... My king is also a very good person!"

The white fox was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again, and there was a glimmer of light in his royal blue pupils.

"Don't wander around these days, let's give birth to it! My king is still waiting for me in the Nuwa Palace, you and I will meet again!"

He smiled again, and then stepped lightly on the horse's back, and rode his horse again.

At that time, Pier could never have predicted that his first encounter with this fox would also be the beginning of his immortal relationship with her.

More than unexpected, Pierre believed that it was fate.

......

......

By the time Bil rode his horse to Nuwa's Palace, the storm had suddenly changed, the sky had become very dark, full of dark clouds, a flock of crows was standing, and the air was full of dull smells, a little suffocating.

I saw that he was holding the bronze sword in his hand above the high hall, still with that unruly expression, but he was extremely indifferent between his eyebrows and eyes, and he strode down the stone steps step by step, branding a series of dark and heavy marks.

"God, what are you afraid of!"

"The widow is the god of this world!"

The sky is even more gloomy.

The layers of black clouds pressed directly against the Nuwa Palace, and all the civil and military officials were a little panicked, and even the brave and warlike Wucheng King Huang Feihu also showed a little fear.

His brother Weizi Qi wanted to come forward to admonish, but was stopped by Cheng Bigan.

Bier looked at him with hideous eyebrows and eyes, and the way he pointed at the sky, everything was expected.

Because this is him, the unruly, unruly, arrogant lord of Yin Shang - Di Xin!

With a wave of Di Xin's long sword, it broke through the heavy black clouds, and the light seemed to return to the world.

"The king is heroic!" Fei Zhong once again attached his courtesy.

"With the king here, my Yin Shang can be immortal forever! This hegemony is for thousands of generations!" You Hun also praised.

And then the ministers who were like dragons echoed it one by one.

Pier watched those hypocrites so blind his heart, and there was only endless sighs in his heart, and nothing else could be done.

But Di Xin liked this kind of flattery very much! His face was full of smugness that could not be concealed, he was still the same boy as before.

Although he is a grandson, he is not as good as his brother Wei Ziqi in everything.

Everyone in the world is sighing that there is a difference between the concubines.

But it is precisely because of this distinction that Di Xin has the status above the ten thousand people today!

The only thing he has won against Wei Ziqi is this identity!

Since he can't compare to Wei Ziqi in small things, he is especially concerned about praise, which is also the reason why he would rather listen to slander and be stubborn for himself.

"Go back to the palace!"

At the sound of an order, the Nuwa Hall was empty again.