Most of the people of the Golden Horde were tall and strong, except for the frequent consumption of beef and mutton. They are good at wrestling and gladiatorial combat, the Golden Horde's iron control technology lags behind the northern countries, and in the past, they used to rush to the enemy's tent with their own sharpened stone axes, but the durability of stone axes is not high, and a few slashes are full of gaps. Often after a battle, the soldiers of the two families have not fallen, the weapons in their hands have been hung up, at this time the fist will play the greatest role, close hand-to-hand combat has become the most important form of war, so the people of the Golden Horde attach great importance to the strength of the body, in some wild areas, people will even throw those thin babies into the water, in the cruel battlefield of the grassland, it is difficult for them to live to the end of the war.

"How many brothers and sisters do you have?" asked the Grand Monarch again.

"Three, plus one brother and one sister of mine. He said truthfully.

"I am optimistic about your child, if you sit on the throne of your father in the future, your grandfather will bring an army to support your rule, and see who dares to oppose you! You only need to bring down your brother, as for your sister, how can a woman be the emperor? Don't worry. ”

Chu Xianzhao smiled bitterly, it seems that this grandfather is really lonely, and now the Tai Ningsu in Lin'an City, as well as the outlying empress who is far away in the southern continent, aren't they all things about governing the country as a woman?

"You ought to come to the Golden Horde," said the great monarch, "especially in the summer, when the sky is high and refreshing in the grasslands of Surer, the grass is green, the sheep are like white clouds, and the red and black horses are galloping down, and when your mother was very young, I took her to the grasslands to herd eagles, and the cool breeze passed, and you have never seen her in the past, and she likes to wear those cotton skirts with silver rings the most, and I wish to wear silver ornaments from head to toe." Cows, sheep and horses forage for food, and you can hear the shepherd's pastoral song echoing in your ears everywhere. In the words of your Yinguo people, it is to see the cattle and sheep in the wind and grass, when night falls, we sing and sing around the fire, the cattle and sheep on the grill burst with a little oil star, the ground is full of grapes and fruits, two glasses of milk wine can make you drunk for a long time......"

"That's nice. The boy said quietly. ”

Chu Xianzhao took him to the palace cemetery, a large tombstone was presented in front of the two, Chu Xianzhao pointed to the stone tablet on the hillside that was as dark as night: "That is the mother's tomb, she is buried below, although there is no grassland and wine, but the sun and rain are with her." ”

The Great Monarch took off the wolf skin shawl on his shoulders, put it on the grass, walked gently to the black round tablet, slowly knelt down, and put his forehead against the tombstone: "Lou Huan...... My daughter. ”

"My mother had a high fever not long after giving birth to me, and then she died...... I've always wanted to have a mother. He knelt quietly in front of the stele and kowtowed.

"It must be hard. The Great Monarch stared at the round monument, not knowing whether it was a conversation with his daughter who was far away in Huangquan, or a conversation with Chu Xuanzhao.

He took out the iron flask and shook it hard, the iron kettle broke, and the wine slowly flowed out of his palm, dripping on the round tablet, as if the girl who loved silver jewelry was sitting in front of him, and the father and daughter looked at each other and were silent.

"At the beginning, she insisted on going back to Yinguo with your father to help him regain the throne, but I didn't agree, but she pointed a sword at my throat...... looks like she is desperate to go, and I don't know what kind of drugs your father poured into her to make her stubborn like this. She didn't come back to the Golden Horde until later, and it seems that my father really did a terrible job. The Great Monarch sighed lowly, and he was as old and wounded as all fathers in the world who had lost their daughters.

"I made a very stupid move to launch the biggest war in the history of your Yin country, and almost ruined our country, if it weren't for Lou Huan who robbed your father from the camp...... I owe her so much. ”

"My father said that my mother was holding me dead before she died, but it was Abba...... In the Chinese language of the Golden Horde, it means father. ”

The old man hid his face and wept bitterly.

Chu Xianzhao put his hand on his shoulder, but found that his tears were also flowing.

After a long time, the old man wiped the tears off his face, took out a plate of incense sticks from his arms and put it on the lawn, snapped his fingers lightly, the flames rose in vain, the white smoke was faint, and the strong musk was mixed in the air, the old man turned around and spread his hand to the boy, and a crystal clear jade medal appeared in the palm of his hand, which was obviously a strong blood-like crimson, but he could see the palm print of the old man through the jade medal, and the jade seal was engraved with the head of a saber-toothed mastiff, Chu took it quietly and wiped his tears: "Grandpa, what is this." ”

"The family seal of the Bur Chijin family for generations, although you do not bear the surname of Bu Er Chijin, but you still flow our blood, the blood of the sunrise that we have passed down from generation to generation, you have already felt its call. The Great Monarch pressed his palm against the boy's forehead, and Chu Xianzhao could feel the heat under the old man's palm, as warm as the morning light.

"Your eyes will see the beauty of the king, and you will see the vastness of the land...... "From beginning to end, the power of the scorching sun is in your hands!" muttered the old man.

The boy slowly closed his eyes, feeling groggy, his whole brain was as if soaked in warm water, the pain was like thunder, he opened his eyes suddenly, the gaze of the great monarch suddenly became gentle and misty, he stared at Chu Xianzhao's face, and gently stroked his earlobe.

"Have you ever been haunted by some terrible hallucinations, and you can't sleep all night, like a blood-thirsty beast? ”

The boy nodded.

The old man said slowly: "It is a gift from the gods and Buddhas to the Bu'er Chijin family, or a curse, I still remember that when your mother first attacked, she killed a cow with nails and teeth, this power gives our family members the strength of the god of war, but they will always be haunted by these terrible illusions, unless you master this power." ”

"What are those hallucinations?"

"Memory...... The memories of your mother, the memories of your ancestors, the Bu'er Chijin family has been killing gods on the grassland for generations, those battle memories can give you the power to surpass your peers, and the kung fu accumulated by a person who has spent a lifetime practicing swords and swords can become a generation of legends, but we are different, we are born to be legends!

Chu Xianzhao was shocked.

"Someone has a very special way of suppressing this memory and letting it sleep in your head...... It's good and it's not good. The Great Monarch pondered for a moment.

"Why?"

"This memory is a gift from your ancestors, you should not refuse, but it will bring you great pain, but you were born in the country of Yin and not the grassland, our war is unreasonable, every grassland person will do their best to improve their strength, the weak only have the fate of being killed on the grassland, although this memory is painful, but to endure the pain it brings, it is better than facing death, do you understand? ”

The old man sat on the lawn, next to the tombstone of Princess Lou Huan, he patted the grass in front of him and motioned for him to sit down: "Child, do you like to listen to stories?"

The boy sat facing him, the burly old man and the boy in white in a peculiar contrast.

"This story happened a long, long time ago, when there were no dynasties, no emperors, human beings and gods and Buddhas lived together in the same land, as we all know, God created the world and human beings, God loves the world and distributes his power to human beings, good people will go to the place where the gods belong - the Gate of Heaven after death, and those who do evil will be exiled to the prison of the gods after death - Huangquan, this is a lie that you have built for yourself, a lie that you have established to consolidate your stupid faith and country. There was a snarky mockery in the old man's tone.

"It all starts with the fall of the old gods, the gods and Buddhas strengthen their own power through war, strengthen their godhead by killing another god and Buddha, and nourish themselves through the power of faith....... That's what we now call King's Breath!"

"But the gods and Buddhas had too much desire for war, and they fought desperately, died, and their blood was spilled on the land for a long time, turning into dust....... Over time, the people of the world could not bear to die in this way, nor could they bear the fact that those gods and Buddhas were killing in their own territory, so they began the first battle of the gods......."

"The bones of humans and gods and Buddhas are piled up all over the battlefield, and tens of thousands of humans are buried for each god and Buddha who die, and the sulfur-colored raindrops fall to the earth with a blazing light, and there are bones and burning wreckage everywhere...... And humanity can only contend with that humble power. ”

"The war lasted thirteen years, and everyone roared and struggled....... Eager to get to the top. The old man's voice was understated, completely ignoring the boy's horrified gaze.

"In the end, humanity won the war, millions of people died, but only a few thousand survived, their minds almost collapsed, wishing they could die on the battlefield with their loved ones, the men blinded themselves so that they would not have to witness death, and the women smeared their bodies with runes drawn in blood, and walked naked into the flames, thinking that they would be able to enter the gates of heaven........ Even though the end was tragic for humanity, they still won. ”

In fact, this war has been lost from the very beginning, God's creation will always be stronger than God, the old God will always be replaced by the new God, and it is just human wishful thinking to praise God's greatness and supremacy, and to believe in his power and supremacy. The old man sneered.

"After the death of those gods and Buddhas, their power was scattered on the battlefield, like tempting gold, and someone came into contact with this power and became an existence above ten thousand people, ......and this power is called Wang Xi by us! My grandson, you have the blood of the gods in your veins. The old man nodded.

"The power that is too easy to gain is easy to lose, and some things are too bloody for us to tell to future generations, just like my two children, although they have not awakened the king's breath, they are also heroic warriors. ”

"Are all those gods and Buddhas dead?"

"Surely not, some of the defeated gods entered the gate of heaven and will never directly interfere in the affairs of the human world, and some are said to remain in the human world and will one day take revenge on the human race...... For the rest of the story, you can ask the shaman in your country and he will tell you. ”

"Is this story true?" said the boy, trembling, and he found that the story in his grandfather's mouth was very similar to what King Xilin had told him, as if it were the same story, told by different people, and the story of the two men frightened him.

The Great Monarch patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "Don't be afraid, this is just a legend, it is half-true, but our strength does come from the gods and Buddhas." Moreover, our Bu'er Chijin family is the descendants of the gods and Buddhas, unlike these half-hung kings of your Chu family, our muscles, memory, and recovery ability are at the limit of human beings, you should thank your mother!"

What should I thank her? After giving birth to me, she died, or did she bring me countless nightmares in the middle of the night, almost making me hurt the people around me, Chu Xianzhao silently looked at the jade medal in his hand, and smiled bitterly.

"Be happy, child, you already have so much more than your peers, if you don't want to be taken away from you in the future, you have to become strong, like your father, like your grandfather. He picked up Chu Xuanzhao.

"You're melancholy, kid...... The most important thing for a great king is to give his heart to the people, not to close himself. The Great Monarch stretched out his bronze pillar fingers and rubbed his heart. 、

"Yes. ”

"There is no rainbow on the path of the kings, the more you go to the end, the more lonely you will be, when you reach my age, you will find that there are fewer and fewer people who can talk to you, and even your own children can't believe it, I talk to you, not only the conversation between my grandfather and grandson, but also the expectations of the old king for the new king, your father plans to defeat the enemy in the south for us, so the first thing, focus on facing the next war!"

"I see. Chu Xianzhao nodded vigorously.

"I'll stay here for a while, and then you can come to me, and I'll teach you a few sets of fighting techniques of our Bu'er Chijin family, seriously, aren't you going to find the girls of the Golden Horde to be wives?, Grandpa assures you that they are more than ten times more powerful than those delicate and weak girls in the Yin Kingdom, and they are both capable and capable!" The Grand Monarch laughed heroically, and did not shy away from talking about these marriages.

"Mother is still here!"

"What are you afraid of, I just want her to hear. ”

The boy and the old man left side by side, long shadows dragging on the tombstones, long, long.