CHAPTER XXVIII
Moreover, Jiang Liang did not punish the servants. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he just punished according to the normal rules of damaging valuables. No extra angry peeling. Just doing what they do is enough to warn other people to be careful. They will not break all kinds of treasures in groups, and expect Li Fenyang to give away the fragments one by one - after all, no one is stupid, and it is impossible to know about this matter again. Besides, no one wants to go through the usual punishment.
Therefore, Jiang Liang maintained order to the greatest extent and comforted his subordinates. With such a person in Dizhou, what else is Manshu worried about?
Qianjun and Hanjun were all suppressed by Jiang Liang. There was no more war between the two counties. Zhaoran was raised like a pet by the king of Qianjun and died. I heard that he died of natural exhaustion. I guess I couldn't find any fun, so I dried up and died! King Qianjun sent her coffin back to Hanjun.
King Hanjun, who is Zhaoran's brother Chuwen, looked at the gray coffin for a long time and did not open the coffin.
She was buried quietly.
And the whole Huozhou is like the spell "wildfire scorching lungs" - wildfires scorching the yellow grasslands, igniting wildfires everywhere, and the blazing air burns the lungs of the target. It burned so crackling.
Well, the counties of the Fire Spirit State are fighting each other! Manshu's people fanned the flames in it and played a big role. Burned to the present, it is basically going to turn to ashes, and there are not many people who can fight, and the King of Wax County has reached a consensus with the Black Fork Forest Lord. The Black Fork Forest Lord should be able to take control of the Fire Spirit State smoothly, and the King of Wax County will provide assistance. Manshu was not too relieved, and sent Li Qian, Zhang Hong, Ah Yan and others to the Black Fork Forest Lord.
There is one Fengling Prefecture left, and it would have been best to hand it over to Chenfeng. But Morning Wind wants to enter the demon world with Manshu. Manshu planned to send Songhua and Ah Shi to Fengling State. The demon recuperation station that Songhua is currently in charge of was handed over to Si Ling and Broomjun.
These new generations are growing up very fast. After Manshu made arrangements, he planned to enter the demon world with Chenfeng. They recited the incantation of seventy-seven forty-nine, and finally opened the old crack again!
Before they could get in, something jumped out first!
Manshu: They're on guard! What they are afraid of is that the monsters inside will attack Lingzhou first! So they've long since opened the enchantment outside the rift! So the things in it came out, and before they had time to attack, they were caught by a net like a fish!
"Let me go!" The tanuki was very angry, "I am the king!" β
"......" Seeing that this king only has such strength, Chenfeng is relieved.
Manshu thinks it's so cute and wants to tease it.
Tanuki refuses to be molested! He's in a bad mood! He bites whoever he catches! But in the end, Morning Breeze finally convinces him to talk about his background first.
The tanuki fell into the memory, and its gaze suddenly became gentle.
That's why memory killing is such a powerful weapon!
Its gaze was cast out in a trance, as if it had seen it many, many years ago, when it had just run from the demon world to the human world, and saw the chestnut forest on the mountainside......
He sighed, and officially began to recall his own story, which was clueless, but began in the window of a cell:
- The foliage outside the window was thick, blocking out the sunlight, and I reached out and spread it out, upward, letting the broken shadows fall on the palm of my hand.
All I can catch now is the shadow. The windows were so high and so small, and they were nailed with extremely dense and strong iron bars, and the sunlight and the shadows of the trees were cut into pieces, and I don't think I could escape.
Even if I could get out of this window, it wouldn't be of use. And outside the trees was a high wall, so high that a crow could not fly. Outside the high wall, there is a wide open space paved with hard bricks, and there is always a hundred feet in radius, and there is a tall watchtower next to it, and under the noses of those watchful soldiers, not even an ant can hide.
Xiao Qi worked hard to lock me up.
The shadow of the sun timidly moved away, and I lowered my hand and looked at the golden crown on the ground.
Red gold nine dragons, the dragon body is made of gold wire, each mouth is a pearl, the crown body is inlaid with beautiful jade cloud and water patterns, the inlay is old, and the decoration is calm. This is the symbol of the supreme power of the dynasty, the emperor's crown.
After the golden crown, there were other symbols, scepters, elephant belts, beaded shoes, and so on, all of which were locked up with me, except for the treasure seal. Xiao Qi took the treasure seal away so that he could dispose of the Korean Chinese book.
I stepped and kicked the crown away. It's precious, so what's the use of it? Now, for me...... I walked barefoot to the table and took a pen.
It's strange that Xiao Qi was willing to give me a pen and paper, but he took the pen shaft away, probably afraid that I would kill myself with that hard pipe. I had to use my fingers to pick up the tip of the pen and clumsily draw on the paper.
The painting is of a chestnut tree.
In the early autumn of that year, I was young, following in the footsteps of the unequaled country, secretly from the demon world to the world, the hairy chestnuts were ripe, shaking in the wind, as if I was a bell, laughing, deliberately angry with me: they know that I love to eat them, but they are afraid of the burrs on their shells.
At this time, the smartest thing to do is to quickly turn around and walk away, no longer be angry with them, and wait until late autumn to see again, the chestnuts have fallen to the ground, the prickly shells are cracked, and the chestnuts inside fall out, there are still shells, but they are smooth brown shells, cute and harmless, and you might as well eat them again.
I did turn around...... But damn it, damn it, why is there a strong smell of chestnuts in the evening breeze? I had to do something about it, like get up the tree! But the result of the last hard attack was that I fell under the tree with a burr, and I had to think twice about it.
As I was thinking twice, one of the early stars in the sky blinked, and one of them actually fell. It stands to reason that you should make a wish when you see a meteor...... But why does this star seem to be smashing at me head-on?!
I fled with my head in my hands, and watched as the stars fell into the chestnut forest and burst into flames. According to the elders, the meteor fire is a bad omen, and it should be avoided far away, but the chestnut thorn shells were all cracked by the fire, and the small brown fruits fell and roasted so fragrant! I wanted to take two and eat them first, and then I reached for them, but I forgot that fire was actually more dangerous than burrs.
A pair of firm, gentle hands embraced me, pulled me out, and saved my life. The only damage I suffered was a little bit of burning off my paws, and it hurt so much that I meowed, you see, I'm a tanuki, I don't know anything about the world, and a claw injury is a must-have injury for me. He spread my hand and looked down at my injury, and I forgot about the pain and just stared into his eyes.
His eyes were like summer nights, the sun was setting, the moon had not yet risen, and the very gentle ink blue was soaked in the pupils layer by layer.
It's so moving.
"It's okay, it's okay." When he finished checking it, he flattened my paws, pinched the tips of my toes, arched the claws upward, and hit it with a "snap", saying as he struck: "Next time you know to stay away from the fire?" Well? Remember!? β
Hey, he's slapping a tanuki's palm?! I withdrew my claws, hunched away, and looked back at him, dressed in white, the hem of which had been torn by someone and stained with blood, but my back was still very straight, and my demeanor was calm, as if it were-
The door creaked, interrupting my memories.
This door hasn't been opened since I was under house arrest, and I'm at a loss. Great swaths of light poured in from there. I raised my hand to block my eyes.
The first to come were the two favored slaves in the palace, their waists were so bent, their foreheads were ready to touch the ground at any time, and their clothes were extremely luxurious, with silver and gold threads, which were very dazzling.
What really hurt my eyes was not the gold thread on their clothes, but the eyes behind them.
The gentle ink blue is soaked in the pupils layer by layer, the back is straight, and the attitude is calm.
"Your Majesty." He separated the two pets, went into the cell, and owed me a debt.
"Xiao Qi." I nodded, as a gesture of reciprocation.
"Your Majesty had better be polite to King Qi." The two pets immediately warned me in a strange tone.
Xiao Qi tilted his head slightly.
Very slight, but unquestionable posture. The pet slave immediately shut up. Xiao Qi raised his hand again, and they all withdrew, leaving the two of us in the cell.
I stared at Xiao Qi hesitantly, but he didn't look at me, walked to the table, looked at my newly painted tree, smiled, and took out a stack of paper from his sleeve, all of which I had painted these days. He held up the first few to show me and bit the words meaningfully: "Tanuki." β
Big and small, old and young, fat and thin, all kinds of raccoon cats, are the fathers and villagers in the demon world villages I painted, I miss them, will they miss me? Like, it's my own fault! Who told me to come to the world to play if I had nothing to do?
After I was rescued from the fire by Xiao Qi, I heard that their country was going to war, and he followed the third prince who they could fight the most, but it was still very dangerous. I didn't have to worry about him, and I did leave him, but then I couldn't help but return to him, and went back to his county with him, and after several twists and turns, I ended up in a prison cell, and I can only blame myself. He didn't burn me to death as a monster, which was already polite. I'm too embarrassed to blame him.
The shadow moved from the ground to the corner, Xiao Qi picked up the drawing paper in the middle, and said to me, "Shepherd boy? β
Yes, I painted the shepherd boy.
At that time, it was already golden autumn, the sky was slightly cool, and the shepherd boy wore a gray cotton cloth gown and trousers, the cuffs and trousers were rolled up, and a shepherd flute was set horizontally, and occasionally blew twice.
There was a chance to escape from him. Obviously, I was so scared that I ran away, and he didn't really catch up with me. But...... But I don't know why I'm back on earth and still watching him quietly on the side of the mountain.
looked at him, he didn't leave, those dark blue eyes, looking at me made my whole body tremble, but he didn't look at me, just silently looked at the wine in his hand. I was jealous of the wine in his hand.
I don't even know what I'm afraid of him and want to get close to him.
I don't know why he didn't leave, why he stayed at the small liquor shop at the bottom of the mountain to drink. That small shop, thatched eaves cloth tricks. He held the bamboo cup, did not drink for a long time, and his eyes fell outside the wooden window, as if he was waiting for someone.
I hid behind the hill to watch him, and the shepherd boy turned from the front of the hill, and did not notice me, and passed by me, and I had an idea, and changed into the form of a shepherd boy, and generally pulled his cuffs and held the flute horizontally, and walked boldly to the front of the shop, and looked at him.
He asked, "Is there anything wrong with this little brother?" "The voice is softer than it is.
I couldn't answer, I could only stand there, facing him. The wind rushed away from me, and I felt like I was about to stand as a stone.
The guy at the wine shop thought I was obstructing business and wanted to drive me away, he looked very fierce and fierce, I refused to leave, so I heard him sigh: "Xiao Er, this little brother is my friend, and the wine and food are recorded in my account." He raised his glass to me, "I wonder if I have this honor here?" β
I walked over to his table, step by step as if I were stepping in a cloud. His wine, when it was in a cup, was clear and clear like water, and when he drank it in his mouth, it was as hot as a flame.
"The water is boiling." I say.
"What?" He asked.
I can't explain it. The wine poured into my throat and my head seemed a little confused. But I feel joy, the great joy that I have never longed for in this life, which is almost crazy, and there is a deep sorrow under the joy, which cannot be dissected and cannot be touched, which makes me want to talk constantly, is it too noisy? He got up and persuaded everyone else to leave. Then I'm not arguing, I have other tricks to express my feelings. "Look, I'll bloom." I held up a finger and told him to pay attention.
The sunlight leaked down from the eaves, transparent and shining, I stretched out my hand, cut it into pieces, with all my skill, talent and coaxing, cut it into filaments and filaments, planted it into the flute hole, danced around and rotated, fanned out the light wind, and the flute hole bloomed flowers, white as ice, bright as flames, stretching as if everything in the world was not in its eyes, it bloomed, but it was already broken, broken like the foam under the waterfall, and the lonely returned to nothingness.
I sat in the shattered shadow of nothingness, sighing and unable to help myself. Mo Lan's gaze poured into me, like a death that overwhelmed the world. He coughed, "Is it okay?" β
What the?
"Isn't it okay to show up in your original form or something?"
Toppings with cold water! All the fantasies of fire and death were gone, and I looked down and saw the shepherd boy's hairy feet peeking out from under his trousers, and I turned back into a tanuki in front of my beloved!
Before my head could give me any advice, I was already bent down, on all fours, running wildly, until I jumped into the depths of the dense forest, and then stopped, gasping for breath, and the cool mountain breeze calmed me down a little.
"You were so drunk just now." This was the first piece of advice I was given after my brain was back in operation.
"For a fool like you, it's best not to leave the demon world and go to the human world again." This is the second one.
The glow of dusk is as beautiful as a fairy tale, helplessly withering. When I woke up a little more clearly, I suddenly remembered that when I was running wildly, he shouted behind me: "My surname is Qi, you can call me Xiao Qi." β
Xiao Qi. I hid these two words in my heart, like hiding a precious flower seed, and returned to the demon world...... I should go back to the demon world, right? But I didn't go back for some reason, I just sat in the gap, I didn't want to go back at all, I just sat there, dangling my legs. The wind flowed over the tip of my nose, the tip of my ears, the tip of my tail.
The smell of chestnuts came from the wind again. At first, it was like an illusion, but then it was real, fragrant and lush, unscrupulous siege of the city, instantly made my saliva rush like thousands of horses, and my feet also rushed to the place where the fragrance came without hesitation, no one could stop me! Unlessβ
Wow, who's stepping on my shadow?!
As a race that can cut light into colors and make shadows to build flower souls, our ancestors made a secret pact with God, and the specific content of the secret pact is difficult to say, anyway, one of the consequences is that our own shadow is harmed, the same as the damage to the body.
My feeling now is that someone kicked me in the stomach.
"Who dareβ" I snarled back, immediately turning into a smirk, "Elder? β
Elder Ju, who had the most grumpy temper, actually came out, and stepped on my shadow angrily: "Where are you going?" β
"I ......" I forage for food.
Elder Ju glared at me with hatred, "He's human!" It's military! Do you know? β
"I ......," I bowed. Actually, I know. From the very beginning when I saw the blood on Xiao Qi's white clothes, I had a little suspicion.
"Why do you dare to approach such a person?" Elder Ju flicked his snow-white tail around angrily.
"I ......" I don't know. The blood on his body threatened me from beginning to end, like a sharp knife, the blade of which was gently sharpened against my throat, so that I could not leave, as if he was the calamity of my life.
Elder Ju stopped talking, looking at me, and didn't know what he wanted to do. I stood stubbornly, unable to move forward or backward.
For a long time...... I tried to speak, "Elder, what are you doing here?" β
Just to come to me? How can I be? I don't think I'm that important!
Elder Ju's face suddenly became very stinky.
"Ahh I am blessed to my soul, "The Demon Emperor came out to see the minister again?" β
At the beginning, if it weren't for the Demon Emperor coming to the world, I wouldn't have been able to drill out of the gap! It seems that the Demon Emperor has come out again?
(Hmmm!) Elder Ju is one of Moga's followers! οΌ
(Elder Ju was very unimpressed by Moga's behavior, but he couldn't persuade him!) Elder Ju felt very bitter in his heart! It's like a belly full of fire, I can't get it out, and I can't breath it! οΌ
(Elder Ju was so angry that he couldn't do it, but he suddenly figured it out: Even the Demon Emperor is messing around, how high can you ask of a little civet cat?) οΌ
So Elder Ju spoke. I thought he was going to take a piece of my meat down! As a result, he actually waved: "Go!" Go ahead! It's your calamity! Let's go for the catastrophe! β
Sounds very angry. If I'm a good boy, I should quickly admit my mistake to him, beg him to forgive me, and then I quickly run back to the demon world with my tail between my legs, and when he comes back to punish me, I promise that I will never do it again in the future, right?
But I've never been a good boy! When I heard him let me go, I was afraid that he would regret it, so I hurriedly ran away.
"Come back!" Elder Ju said sharply: "Remember, don't make trouble!" Don't get involved in the demon world if you cause trouble! Otherwise, God won't let you! β
I nodded like garlic.
"Something that doesn't fight for it!" Elder Ju angrily raised his crutch, as if he still regretted it, and planned to pin my shadow to the ground now, and never suffer again.
I was so scared that I ran away.
The wind blew past me, like a passing year. I was empty, and when I looked back, I was a desperate prisoner in the stone chamber.
"Will you blame me?" Xiao Qi pressed the tips of his fingers on the remaining drawing paper and asked me.
He's much older. How astonishing it is that a creature like a human being can age so quickly if his spiritual stagnation is stagnant! His pale blue eyes were no longer as clear as they had been, as if twilight had fallen on him even more. Fine lines crept up the corners of his eyes. His waist was still straight, but his stomach was already a little protruding forward, probably the result of years of sitting at the table to attend to state affairs and feasting.
The streamer is easy to throw people away, and the light fur is young, and the poplars are withered.
I sighed softly, looked away from him, cast my eyes on the window of the fence, and replied, "A tanuki should be satisfied with becoming a king." β
Now I am king. My face, which is the appearance of the third prince in the past, is not old. I don't know how to age. So Xiao Qi didn't dare to let others see me. I wonder why he didn't oust the "king" from power, and wouldn't he be more comfortable with the throne in his own uprightness? Maybe the usurpation will be more difficult than I thought, and it will require a lot of preparation. But how easy it was for him to seize power back then-
It's just that I ran down the hill in a daze, standing in front of him and smirking. It's just that he put down the spatula and handed me a grain of sugar-fried chestnuts. The chestnuts are so hot, and he is so handsome, even the posture of frying the chestnuts is handsome. I was satisfied, and gave him the paw at ease, and let him lead me to a water pavilion, I heard that it was given by Zhang Guo to the palace where the third prince of Chu lived, and I met the third prince in it.
The third prince was tall, wearing a blue satin hat, his hair was scattered at the back of his neck, and when he saw me, he smiled, and there was a kind of casual kindness, which was also good-looking, but not as good as Xiao Qi - who can compare with Xiao Qi?
"Oh, you're here," the third prince beckoned me like an old friend, "for what?" β
There was a drink on the table, the color was like a cool jade, the taste was like a bitter leaf, Xiao Qi knelt beside the third prince, poured wine, handed me a glass, I licked it carefully along the edge of the cup, my head began to dizzy again, the sad carnival came to my heart again, the taste of wine was no longer as bad as when I was sober, I poured down one glass after another, and danced to show them. It is the most beautiful flower dance I have ever danced in this life, the moonlight is warm and fine, it is simply inviting me to tailor, I cut it to make a heavy white mist, a line of buds rises in the fog, purple, like a dream, the dream is opened, spit out the white heart, the flower blooms as a lotus, the circle of white lotus, clean so that I don't know the shy heart. I like you, do you like me? I would like to forget time with you, like two trees gradually covered with moss, abandoned by the whole world, who cares about the whole world? I and you, you and me, the branches and leaves are separated together, forever and ever.
"Boom!"
The third prince fell headlong to the ground.
The lotus flower is still blooming. I sat in a trance among the thousands of lotus flowers, watching Xiao Qi panic, panic, and panic to help, to hold, and pull the third prince, trying to wake him up.
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