Chapter 5: The Prince Grows Up (4)

They walked out of the council hall together, Ji Zhou led them through the wide square, walked past the army training camp, and passed by the slave training ground, looking at the slaves who were tied to the pillar for training, Snow felt goosebumps all over his body. They continued on their way to a wall covered with stones, and the steps under their feet were worn and smooth, a trail left by a hundred years of footsteps. In front of you is a centuries-old building, a long tunnel leading to the underground, and the walls on both sides are carved with continuous fine patterns, which is very typical of the decorative pattern of a water source. At intervals on the wall, there is a sconces placed in stone troughs. It is not illuminated by firelight, but maintained by soul power. However, each stone lamp was not too dazzling, so you could only see the general situation in the underground tunnel, and at the end of the tunnel, it was still shrouded in dead darkness. The further down the river, the lower the temperature, the stone steps and the corners of the walls, gradually growing some moss, the walls reflected a wet halo, Snow felt like he was walking towards a damp underground tomb.

After a little more walking, you will reach the end of the steps. A slightly empty stone chamber with no superfluous ornamentation, and in the center of the chamber is a huge stone platform in the shape of a hexagon. Ji Zhou twisted a blue and white stone platform on the wall twice, and a door opened on the wall. They walked in together, into a tunnel, the sides of the tunnel were lit with candles, the walls were sculpted with portraits of the old fangs of Da Danyu, the road to the tunnel was narrow, eerie and cold, and it seemed that they could hear the sound of footsteps recalling, and every step seemed to alarm them.

The portrait of Verogo was last in the last row, and they stopped by his side, with a sword on his back, and the craftsmen carved his bloated and fat figure and red face to resemble him.

Ji Zhou looked at his father's face and said, "Snow, the person you shouldn't forget the most is your grandfather Velo Guo Da Shan Yu, who took you and your master in. ”

"Father, I should thank you too. Snow said, "You raised me since I was a child, and in your heart, I am also your son, I can feel it." ”

Ji Zhou smiled slightly, "My Chiya people have a long history, and these generations of big Danyu stand here proudly, bless our family with prosperity. He said and frowned, "But there's a big Shan Yu missing in it, have you ever heard of Touman Shan Yu?"

Snow blinked, "Of course I've heard about it, I grew up listening to the stories of the Red Fang's great Danyu. ”

"Your master is the patriarch here, he must have seen my grandfather, I asked him to paint a portrait of my grandfather, although my father hated my grandfather, and did not want to put my grandfather's portrait in the family, but I always felt that he also had a share of pride and honor. ”

"My father-in-law is right. Snow frowned, "If Touman Dashan knows under the spring, he will definitely be grateful to you, and you can be regarded as having done a glorious deed for your ancestors." ”

Ji Zhou nodded, "This is said to my heart." Then he stopped in front of a portrait of a woman, and he put his left hand on his right chest and saluted, his eyes were on the woman's face, and he couldn't bear to leave, as if he wanted to change her from the portrait back to the world, "She was only seventeen years old when she died." His voice was hoarse with grief, "I love her with all my heart, it was my father who ordered her to be killed, and my father's archers shot Yu Yan with arrows, and she died in my arms, and the blood soaked all over my body." ”

"Who is she?" Snow asked, incomprehensibly, seeing his father-in-law's face covered with melancholy.

"She is Nalan's mother, Yu Yan. Ji Zhou replied, touching the face of the portrait, and his fingers gently slid over the surface of the portrait, like caressing a living lover.

The king gasped, "Is it the Nalan who is locked up in the Heavenly Tower?" He also carefully examined the statue, Yu Yan's temperament is indeed extraordinary, with a slender waist, a straight chest, and a pair of big eyes inlaid on his beautiful face, I am afraid that he will not be able to find a second one in the entire Western Continent.

"This is the biggest secret of the royal court, and no one dares to mention it. Ji Zhou took his finger off the portrait.

"Why is my stepfather telling me now?" Snow asked again, his eyes wide.

"It's because of your relationship with Nalan. Ji Zhou replied, "Nalan's mother once prophesied that my Chiya family would encounter a catastrophe thirty years later, and Nalan said such things when he was four years old. ”

"So, you locked him up in the Tower?"

"I know that you and Nalan have been on good terms since childhood, and I am afraid that the prophecy will come true, and my entire Red Fang family will fall into a catastrophe. Ji Zhou twisted the left finger of Yu Yan's portrait slightly, and a door behind the portrait opened, and he brought Snow into it. It was very dark inside, Ji Zhou picked up a candle on the candlestick and walked in, there were more than a dozen tunnels crisscrossed inside, and he only opened his mouth when he walked into the door of the third tunnel, "This mouth is for future escape, and only those who take over Da Dan Yu are qualified to know this escape port." ”

"Why did my father-in-law tell me this escape, and what can I do?"

"Snow. Ji Zhou's voice was low again and again, and his mood was depressed, "You are a child blessed by the gods, no matter what happens in the future, you must protect Nalan and don't let the kings lose their lives." As soon as his words ended, there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and they immediately walked out of the cave door, closed the button on the left side of the portrait, and when the stone door closed, Bei Liang walked towards them in a panic.

"Big Order. Bei Liang glanced at Ji Zhou cautiously, "Prince Nalan ...... , he's afraid ....... ”

Before Bei Liang's words were finished, Ji Zhou walked across the road and left, "Gather two thousand troops and go quickly." He commanded towards Beiliang.

"You can't go head-to-head with the wizard, Da Danyu?" Bei Liang followed, and Snow followed.

When they reached the tower, the crow screamed, flapped its wings and flew away, stopping at the top of the tower's sharpened height, and a woman in a red robe and a red hat came out of the crowd, and her line was already long in the doorway. And the more than 2,000 troops brought by Bei Liang also stood neatly on the side, forming a long corridor at the entrance of the Heavenly Tower.

He saw that the master was also in the crowd, and the red envelope wizard was waiting for Ji Zhou to walk in, "Da Shan Yu wants to save your son out?" she whispered.

"No father would watch his son die. Ji Zhou said, "I don't want to annoy you, but I also want to save my son." ”

"I will defend the order of Vilogo Dadanyu to the death. The wizard didn't even blink an eye, "Without the Inquisition, what do you use to redeem your soul?"

"Then we'll have to meet the wizard in arms. Ji Zhou gave a serious warning.

The wizard's man had already drawn his sword, and at the moment when the wizard stretched out his hand to stop it, Bei Liang pulled out the sword in his hand and moved it towards the wizard's neck, "Let your people retreat." He began, "Otherwise, your nickname will be lost here." ”

"I'm a wizard of the Inquisition. The wizard corrected.

"So what?" warned Bei Liang, "your life is in my hands. ”

In the end, the wizard finally compromised, and Ji Zhou won, and he walked past the wizard and walked to the door. The door was opened, and inside fell asleep a young man on the couch, with long and messy hair, which seemed to have not been washed for a long time, and his face was covered with a black beard that had no expression at all, and his arms, neck, and face, wherever the flesh could be exposed, were covered in fish scales.

When Ji Zhou saw Nalan in front of him, his body and mind were shattered, and he almost lost his basic ability to speak. A physician walked in, "Look at this poor child, if he goes on like this, he will not be able to suffer himself, and it will not do anyone who comes into contact with him." ”

"I ordered you to save him. Ji Zhou opened his mouth to order.

"The most merciful thing I can do is to give him a cup of Broken Herb and keep him away from the pain, and that's it. ”

Nalan didn't even want to open his eyes, Ji Zhou tried to calm his emotions, and then ordered, "I want you to cure him no matter how much it costs, otherwise you don't want to live." ”

The doctor nodded helplessly, "I want to find a way." Then he ordered someone to carry Nalan away.