A gambling game that was supposed to be a joke came to an end under the sealing of Qin Yan and a few people, and a few families were happy and a few were sad. Emperor Fengyuan set up a banquet in the pear garden, drank wine and recited poems with hundreds of officials, laughed and talked about the wind and snow, but did not mention anything about the content of Ji Xiamo's letter. Helplessly, everyone scratched their hearts and livers, and they didn't dare to ask, so they could only knock on Ji Xiamo's side by toasting and saying goodbye.

After a few glasses of wine, Ji Xiamo was already a little drunk, and looked at the officials around him and secretly complained in his heart. had to push Jin Wuji beside him forward to resist, and found an excuse to leave the table with a slight wolf.

Leaving the banquet, Ji Xia Mo went on a rampage all the way and lost his way, and came to a strange pavilion courtyard in a circle. The garden is full of strange flowers and plants, green pines and ancient cypresses, quaint and quiet, it can be seen that its owner must be an elegant and vulgar person.

Ji Xia Mo swam under a piece of white magnolia, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of magnolia flowers, which made Ji Xia Mo's heart a lot of irritability.

A magnolia floated from among the trees and fell on a small piece of stagnant water, causing layers of ripples. Ji Xia Mo wanted to step on the action suddenly, removed his feet, looked at the magnolia flower in the water for a moment, and bent down to pick it up.

Ji Xia Mo carefully looked at the magnolia in his hand, sniffed the faint fragrance, and was even more curious about the owner of this courtyard.

"Who are you? Don't you know that outsiders are not allowed to enter here? A cold voice came from behind him, Ji Xiamo was startled, and the magnolia in his hand fell and was trampled on the soles of his feet.

Ji Xiamo turned around in a panic, only to see a man dressed in white under the magnolia flower not far behind him, sitting in a wheelchair and staring at him.

A pair of phoenix eyes linger with a ghostly aura, but it gives people a bottomless sense of isolation from the world. The ink hair hangs down on both shoulders, and the skin of fine ceramics flows with a faint sheen. Although the man only sat there quietly, he couldn't hide the nobility of his body. The cold temperament, elegant dusting, like heaven and man, teach people not to make loud noises, lest they be disturbed.

Ji Xiamo looked at the man in a daze, and his little heart sped up a few steps uncontrollably. "Sister Fairy, ...... alive"

The man glanced at Ji Xiamo's feet, frowning slightly, as if he was unhappy. Ji Xia Mo came back to his senses, followed the man's line of sight and moved his feet away, looked at the magnolia flower that was trampled on miserably, and touched his nose in a sneering manner, feeling a little weak.

The man raised his head, his eyes were cold and piercing, like a harsh winter wax moon. "Which palace are you a slave who is so presumptuous, come here to mess around!"

Ji Xia Mo smiled and clasped his fists. "Don't worry about the child, the grass people are the prime minister's mansion Ji Xia Mo, today I drank a few more glasses, and I came here in a trance. I don't know ......."

Before Ji Xia Mo finished speaking, the man raised his hand to stop. The cold and dusty face did not melt away because of Ji Xiamo's explanation. "This is a forbidden place in the palace, no one is allowed to enter, remember your first offense, this king will spare you once, and leave quickly."

This king? The man's self-proclaimed made Ji Xiamo a little flustered, and a pair of eyes quickly slipped around the man's body, with a dusty temperament, a beautiful face, and wasted legs. Let Ji Xia Mo think about it, and he didn't find the right number among the princes that Ji Ye told him.

"Not leaving?" The man looked sideways, condensing at Ji Xiamo.

Hiding the careful thoughts in his heart, Ji Xia Mo smiled back, "Thank you for the mercy of the prince's subordinates, the grass people will leave immediately." ”

Ji Xia Mo said, then quickly followed the direction when he came in, and when he staggered with the man, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a cyan jade pendant on the ground, the jade was in the shape of a lotus, the carving was exquisite, and the faint water light was faintly visible, and the good thing could be seen at a glance.

Ji Xia Mo stopped, bent down to pick up the jade pendant, and saw at a glance that there was a small 'lotus' carved in the heart of the jade pendant.

"Lord Wang, your jade pendant has fallen." The slightly cool touch made Ji Xiamo a little reluctant, kicking the villain who was clamoring for his private hiding in his heart, and Ji Xiamo handed over the jade pendant slowly.

When the man saw the jade pendant in Ji Xiamo's hand, his face suddenly changed, and he almost snatched the jade pendant away, his two fists were white, and his eyes were even more cold waves.

Seeing the wheelchair shaking because of the man's vigorous movements, Ji Xiamo hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect it, if the car overturned, the person would fall out, and as a witness, he would definitely be given a first suspect.

Ji Xiamo stabilized the wheelchair under the man in time, and when he was about to let go of his hand, he inadvertently wiped the man's fingers.

Burning palaces, dark barren wells, bloodied animals, corpses hanging outside the dormitory......

Scenes of shattered images quickly passed in front of Ji Xiamo's eyes, and shocking blood splashed in front of him, staining Ji Xiamo's sight red.

"Your deposit is a mistake! I want you dead!! ”

A sharp voice, a pair of fierce blood-colored eyes.

A hand as pale as a dead man rushed towards him, and his long scarlet-dyed nails pierced into Ji Xiamo's eyes.

"Ahh Ji Xia Mo staggered back with a scream, slammed into a tree trunk, and gasped in shock.

The man looked sideways, looking at Ji Xiamo's pale and frightened face, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his indifferent eyes. "You, what's wrong?"

Ji Xia Mo trembled and looked at the fairy-like man in the wheelchair, thinking back to the broken picture that flashed away just now, and the bloody red sight, he only felt his heart beating.

Just now, what's going on?

Seeing that Ji Xia Mo was silent, the man's brows condensed slightly. "But there's something wrong."

"No!" Holding up his weak body, Ji Xiamo shook his head reluctantly and calmly. "The grass people are fine, if there is nothing else, the grass people will retire first!"

Ji Xia Mo said that, then turned around and walked away quickly, his messy steps with a sense of panic.

Looking at Ji Xiamo's hurried back, the man's raised eyebrows slowly loosened, and his cold black eyes flashed away with deep thought.

A magnolia flower floated down from the tree and landed on the man's clothes. The man lowered his eyes and coldly twisted the magnolia flower, and crushed it in his palm expressionlessly.

Ji Xiamo escaped from the fragrance of magnolia flowers, sat down in front of a rockery, clutching his chest and panting.

At this time, Ji Xiamo's head was only buzzing, and he made a mess. Thinking back to the bloody pictures I just saw, I only felt that my scalp was numb and my whole body was cold. He did not forget the opportunity that Yin Li talked about with him at the beginning, knew the past, looked at the future, violated the way of heaven, and broke life and death.

However, what he just saw was the past of that beautiful man.

Or is it a future that hasn't happened yet?

Wait a minute!

Ji Xia Mo suddenly raised his head, as if he had thought of something.

In the Liyuan game, the scarlet color he saw at the moment when he collided with the eyes of the Three Kings Feng Yelan was so similar to what he had just seen on that man.

What does this mean exactly? Why did he suddenly see this?

Is it a warning or a foreshadowing?

Between the three kings, Feng Yelan and the man just now, how do you cut the bond that is still messy?

Ji Xiamo leaned on the rockery, looking at the darkening sky, and his chaotic brain gradually became clear. The burning heat in his eyes slowly faded, and a coolness poured out, and Ji Xiamo only felt that the whole person was much clearer and more energetic in an instant.

Ji Xia Mo closed his eyes and shook off what had just happened, he had caused enough trouble so far, no matter what was between the two of them and what would happen in the future, it had nothing to do with him.

The royal affairs are not allowed by ordinary people like him, otherwise, if you don't talk about it, you will be in a commotion, and in the end, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save your life.

A plain blue appeared in front of Ji Xiamo, and seeing that Ji Xiamo was fine, Jin Wuji's slightly frowning eyebrows spread out a little, and the heart that he had been carrying was also relaxed.

Ji Xiamo opened his eyes and saw Jin Wuji grinning, but he didn't get up, he stretched his waist and lay on the rockery more relaxedly. "Brother Jin, you're here."

"The banquet is over, let's go home." Jin Wuji walked to Ji Xiamo's side and helped Ji Xiamo up, reaching out to bounce off the hay and dust on his body for him.

Looking at Jin Wuji's indifferent side face, Ji Xiamo was silent for a moment, and suddenly held Jin Wuji's hands. Jin Wuji was slightly stunned, looking down at Ji Xiamo, but he didn't throw people away.

Ji Xia Mo closed his eyes and felt it carefully, but he didn't see anything. After a long time, Ji Xiamo opened his eyes and felt a little disappointed in his heart. Is it because his skills are not at home, or is Jin Wuji not in the past?

Ji Xia Mo let go of Jin Wuji, feeling a little funny in his heart, how could there be someone in this world who didn't have the past? In the end, he was still anxious, Yin Li once said that this skill was to spy on the heavens, and to go against the sky, how could he be able to master it overnight.

"What's wrong?" Jin Wuji spoke.

Ji Xiamo shook his head, raised his head and gave Jin Wuji a big smile. "Brother Jin, when you go back, will you tell me about your past?"

It's easier to ask directly.

"I don't remember."

"Then tell me what you remember." Ji Xiamo hooked Jin Wuji's arm, tired of Jin Wuji puffing out his little face and coquettish. "I want to listen to the story of Brother Jin fighting the sword and the rivers and lakes, killing the rich and helping the poor, chivalrous and brave."

Looking at Ji Xiamo's appearance of waving his little fist violently, Jin Wuji raised the corners of his lips, and his voice was also dyed with a little smile. "Okay."

"Brother Jin, I can guarantee that you must have been a hero who stood up to the sky before."

"Why?"

"Because Brother Jin, you are my hero!"

“……”

In the darkness, in a dilapidated thatched house, a middle-aged man was surrounded by a dense group of red ants, his face was purple and twitching.

A cloud of red light was drawn from the man's body and sucked into the girl's nose, and the man who was originally twitching quickly turned into a dry and black corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl opened her eyes, and a flash of red light vanished. Looking at the dried corpse on the bed with disgust, the girl sneered, turned around and walked to the table to look at the skin in the mirror, with satisfaction in her eyes.

A red ant climbed onto the girl's shoulder, its quivering tentacles as if to report something to the girl.

The girl stroked the bone jade bell in her hand, the corners of her scarlet lips slowly hooked, and her childlike delicate face was dyed with a happy smile.

"Ji Xiamo, you're really getting more and more fun."

The girl flicked the bone jade bell in her hand, and the crisp sound of the bell spread out in the darkness, accompanied by the girl's 'giggle' laughter.

Prime Minister's Mansion Plum Garden.

In the empty room, a dull crash sound was particularly clear in the darkness, as if something was pounding on the floor, which made people feel a little creepy.

The cold moonlight pierced through the heavy dark clouds and entered the room through the window. In the dim corner, a puppet was shrouded in a thin cloud of golden light, levitating out of thin air, jumping again and again, landing on the floor and emitting a 'bang!' Bang! Bang! 'The sound of the hit.

With the flow of golden light, the dark red on the puppet's body became lighter and lighter, and the deep and shallow scratches that were originally made by sharp objects were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, the puppet's hollow eyes suddenly lit up, the golden light dissipated, and a pair of deep and faint black eyes opened. If these two eyeballs rested on an ordinary person, it would be extraordinarily beautiful, but if it was set on a puppet, it would be a little scary.

The puppet stiffens its limbs and makes a piercing sound of bones moving against each other. The puppet stared at the two human eyes, surrounded by golden light, floating in the room, coldly scanning the room.

After a while, the puppet came to the bed, looking at the neatly made bed, and a strange look flashed in the puppet's cool black eyes. A golden thread flew out of the wooden finger and quickly wound along the bedrail, trapping the entire bed under the golden thread in the blink of an eye. But if you look down, you will find that the trapping of these golden threads is not a random bundle, but a cumbersome array.

A faint golden light shrouded the bed, and the golden threads on the bed faded with the golden light, and soon disappeared into invisibility.

The puppet floated in the air, and the golden light on his body had weakened a lot, as if what he had just done had consumed all his strength.

The puppet turned his head, his two deep eyes looked out of the window, and with a finger of his wooden finger, a golden light flew out of the window. As this golden light flew out, the golden light on the puppet's body completely dissipated, and the puppet fell to the floor, making a crisp sound, and a pair of eyes closed again, just like the beginning, turning into empty and godless glass.