Chapter 171: No Adult
"Sister-"
The man who stumbled and ran left blood all the way.
The red lines zigzagged and spread across the cold, stiff floor. Silvery-white divine power scrambled out of the blood, then vanished into the air, leaving a trail of darkness all over the ground.
"Sister, save ...... Ahem, ahem! β
"Alas, how can my brother be so embarrassed?"
Women, who look much smaller than men, clearly don't even turn their heads. She was surrounded by strange musical instruments, floating and playing, even if no one was visible plucking the strings, beating the drums, and playing the Qiang flute. But are those things really the instruments we know today? At least partially.
The woman raised her hand and re-stirred the stopped strings. With just a slight movement, it continued to play on its own. Then she went about her business. On the side, there were people on their knees, their arms held high, and a few booklets were placed in the plates they were holding. His head was buried so low that it almost touched his thigh, but he didn't know how long he kept this movement, and his body didn't tremble at all, as if he was born like this.
"Something went wrong......"
The young man grabbed the hem of her clothes and finally straightened up, he was injured somewhere. The girl's clothes were stained with blood, but she didn't care, and she didn't look back. When her "righteous brother" stood up tremblingly, she shrugged her shoulders disdainfully and slapped the man's head lazily with her backhand.
"Whatever you panic, you'll be fine, it's just a small role that you can't worry about...... Did you bring it? β
They walked down the street so swaggeringly, and no one stopped them. You know, these three are important prisoners of the imperial court who have only escaped from prison for a long time. It's strange to say that even those who are head-hunting and fast-dressing up don't give them a second look.
They all held the silver hand stoves, those issued by the Xiangyin Sect to the believers, regarded them as heavy treasures, and carefully put their noses together to smell them. The people in the streets and alleys are all like this, full of intoxication, as if carved out of a mold. Speaking of which, it makes people feel a little ...... Disgusting.
"What's going on with this group of people?" Arrogantly puzzled, "It's like getting drunk." β
Passing by some restaurants, even though there was a mushy smell coming from inside, it was obvious that the chef had made the dish bad, but no one said anything. The guests ate raw or blackened meals, and sometimes sniffed the stove and brought it to the next meal, as if there was nothing wrong with it. The streets were quiet, and they never felt like there were so many people when they were so quiet. Nothing but minimal, necessary communication. Some people, even these are saved, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, wrong is wrong, it doesn't matter.
It's incredible.
"I think there's something wrong with that hand stove." Liu Shenghan pondered, "Do you remember the little purse we were holding when we saw them in their hands?" It may be filled with some kind of fuel, or balm, and the smell is addictive. β
That's a good explanation. This way, it will be easier to blend into the imperial city. β
Bai Ya said this because they had already decided what to do. Whether it is chasing the escaped incense god Qianminpo, or continuing to search for Lao Bai's whereabouts are unknown
Dad, they all feel that they should see the mother of the country first. They should explain to her some of the things that happened on the road and the ins and outs of it. No matter what, she really helped them, and she cared so much about the safety of the monarch. Now, since the incense god has run away, he has to tell her quickly.
The security of the palace is no longer so strict, and even the number of people has become smaller, I wonder if it is an illusion. But no matter how you say it, it's a palace, and there are no cases where people are holding the stove and sucking it violently. They climbed in from somewhere else, and in broad daylight, no one noticed. If you put aside the imperial city of this dynasty, you can just walk under the wall and look up twice, you can be caught and escorted away by the patrolling guards.
They were so lucky that they saw Matsukawa Yang walking on the road at a glance. Aoyan immediately beckoned to him, and he was startled.
"Hey, how did you get in?!"
"I flipped in." She didn't see how she greeted, "How are you doing?" What about the Mother of the Nation? Is the Mother of the Nation okay? β
Matsukawa Yang looked around, suddenly pulled Bai Ya's sleeve, and pulled several people to the corner. Bai Ya didn't know why, and looked at this kid a little angrily. But he was quickly stunned for a moment - it was clear that he hadn't been parting for long, and Matsukawa Yang's demeanor had already looked very old. In this kind of old age, there is more exhaustion and sorrow. His eyes were still a little swollen, and he didn't sleep well at first glance.
"Not good!" Matsukawa glanced at them and complained, but was immediately stunned for a moment, "Huh? Are you missing people? I remember a rude stinky boy with a gauze strip wrapped around his hand. β
"He didn't come."
Others were struggling with how to explain, so Bai Ya came with such a short sentence.
"Oh, no wonder it's so quiet."
"You're in bad spirits." Bai Ya said bluntly, "It's not easy to have a hard time lately, right?" β
Matsukawa Yang frowned: "Sensei." It's been a sudden change lately...... The monarch does not go to court, he hides in the dormitory every day, and does not step out of the gate. He used to be very steady, as you knowβsuddenly he was a different person, so vicious and violent, that even my aunt beat me, and no one dared to persuade him. β
When the three of them heard this, they all felt that the matter was serious. I heard the mother of the country say that although there is a big age gap between them, the relationship between husband and wife is very harmonious, and the monarch treats her very well, why has her face suddenly changed now?
"What happened?"
"Incense candles...... Running out of incense candles! β
Liu Shenghan asked: "Are those soothing incense candles?" What's wrong with the ingredients...... Forget it, maybe you don't quite understand. β
"What do I know? I don't know anything, and no one tells me! Matsukawa Yang scolded like a tantrum.
"Can we see it for ourselves?" She asked, "Has there been anything that needs to be known to us lately?" Please let us know before we can meet with Mother Nation. It would be rude to delay the time of the mother of the nation to make unnecessary explanations. β
Matsukawa Yang thought about it, this is indeed the truth, and he told the events of the past few days in 1510. His Majesty's incense has been running out for some time, but the incense god has been slow to reward new ones. After several meetings, they all said that the Xiangyin Sect was busy with the development of another spice. This spice can make people get rid of the troubles of the world, forget all sorrows, fill the emptiness with happiness, and heal the pain with joy. In order to send him away, he also gave the monarch some spices in the test to be in the emergency, what is there
Good and bad physical reactions, remember to report to the sect leader. Although that sounds ...... It seems that he used the monarch as a test medicine, but he was still sent away.
However, the drugs in the experiment naturally have many shortcomings. It didn't take long for the monarch to seem to be a little demented, always shouting that he was dreaming and that he hadn't woken up yet. If he doesn't wake up, it will worry his real family. Those words that I don't know, the mother of the country hears them in her ears and hurts in her heart, but she can't really comfort him. Originally, the monarch was going to see the sect leader again yesterday, but the sect leader said that it was when the common people visited Xiangyuan. In the Xiangyin Sect, all living beings are equal, and if he wants to see him, he will honestly line up. The monarch's temperament has been unstable recently, and he became angry at once, so he simply gambled. But in this way, it is still him who suffers.
After hearing this, the three of them realized that they were afraid that no one except them knew about the Xiangshen running away.
Without further ado, they were immediately led by Matsukawa Yang to meet the Mother of the Country. The Mother of the Nation seems to have moved to her residence, and there are no guards at the door. Matsukawa Yang went in and gave a notice, then came out and let them go straight to the door. A few people were about to salute, but they heard the familiar voice of the mother of the country say, sitting directly at the table.
The tone is weak.
The three of them did not see him, but they heard his voice first, and searched the house. After a while, they noticed that the mother of the country was lying on the couch and did not get out of bed. The curtain had been closed, and there was not a single palace maid around.
"You...... Sick? β
"I'm fine." The Mother of the Nation whispered, "You have completed two tasks, and you can still live to see me...... I am happy. To tell you the truth, I'm really afraid that you will be the same as the people before you, and you will never go back. β
"We seem to be back late." Bai Ya looked at the dirty bed curtain, "You are in a bad state now. β
The Mother of the Nation was silent for a moment. The distance from the table to the bed is not far as the whole room is not big. The Mother of the Nation finally sat up slowly, her feet fell to the ground, and the curtain was slowly lifted. Her gaze had fallen to the ground, but as the curtain of the bed was lifted, she slowly lifted her gaze.
Bai Ya and Ao Yan stood up at the same time.
"What's going on?! You, you're hurting ......"
The mother of the nation also seems to be old, more than ten or twenty years old. She was clearly supposed to be a girl's face, but now she was older and bleaker than anyone else. The corners of her eyebrows, her nose, her eye sockets, her cheekbones, her cheeks, her lips...... As far as the eye can see, there are bruises and scars of different sizes, light and heavy, either green, red, or purple. It's a sight to know that no makeup can hide their wounds. The mature charm of the mother of the country still exists, but it makes people feel pitiful and bitter.
"Did he hit him?" Jun Aoyan screamed out quickly, and was signaled by the cold voice to be quieter, don't invite others. Ao Yan slammed the table so hard that it almost smashed.
"I despise men who hit women the most!" Ao Yan scolded in a low voice, "This kind of person should die, and he should die in the country!" β
"Don't say that......," said the mother of the country, "he thinks that this is a dream, so no matter how much he beats me, he won't get hurt." He felt that as long as he fell asleep, he returned to what he thought he was, and when he woke up again, my injuries would disappear and everything would return to square one. β
"That's the excuse! Coward! What kind of ability is anger? What kind of ability is it to beat a woman?! Ao Yan scolded angrily.