If a person simply lives in this world, whether he is born or old, whether he is sick or dead, it is everything he will experience. So when he disappears from this world one day, is it okay......

This is his fate.

In the gloomy palace, on the marble-paved stone path, the lamps made of lapis lazuli go all the way. Surrounded by countless cherry blossom bookshelves, topped by a red ceiling inlaid with glazed tiles.

The withered yellow chandelier hung silently from the sky, and the ancient bronze bell shone in the darkness.

In a trance, it was as if someone had picked up the screwdriver of a candle in the dark, and all the candlelight was pushed to the brightest at once.

"Grandpa Junyi, someone has woken up from the forbidden land."

In the ancient books section, on the huge three-headed dragon statue, a young girl sits on the ground, in front of which is a bottomless windowsill, and two small feet hang out of the window together.

"The cycle of fate has begun, and those who are asleep will gradually wake up."

The lights came from far and near, slowly coming from a distance, "knock knock", accompanied by the sound of crutches hitting the ground.

"But haven't they been sleeping for many years, and they will continue to do so for thousands of years?" The girl jumped barefoot from the windowsill and sped down a long ladder made of Burmese hardwood.

"Power and lust, greed and hatred, all the hatred that wanders in this world, who can really let go?" The figure of the old man finally came out of the darkness, with a rickety figure, on crutches, and carrying a long, dim lamp in his hand.

"Aren't you? You've been out of it for thousands of years. The girl ran to the old man as quickly as she could, took his crutches, and gently helped him forward.

"Me?" The old man stopped his progress, shook his head with a chuckle, and said, "I'm old, and I'm just a bystander in this power game. As long as all the pieces on the board don't die, everything ...... None of it will change by me. '

The moonlight shone down from the windowsill and shone on the shelf of carved cherry blossom wood, on which were displayed a large hardcover book that could not be seen at a glance, and when it opened, it was a bronze scroll that had been stored for an unknown number of years.

"Girl, it's time for you to go." The old man suddenly patted the girl on the head and whispered, "Aren't you afraid to stay alone in this cold palace?"

"Don't be afraid, be with grandpa, don't be afraid...... But Grandpa, why don't you go out with me? As long as you're out, what kind of chess game can't we break?" The girl said seriously.

"But that's too lonely, everyone has their own destiny. Neither in the past, nor in the present, in death, in survival. As long as the wheel of fate does not stop turning, the cycle of fate will never stop. He said again.

"Then when the cycle of fate is broken, will you get out of here?" The girl looked up at him, her clear eyes flashing with anticipation.

"Yes." The old man let out a long breath and said, "When the sleeping ones wake up one after another, I, we...... It will also come back to this world! ”

"Then we agreed that when all of Grandpa's friends woke up, you must go out and look for me." The girl let go of the old man's hand, stepped forward quickly, ran to the closed door, glanced back at him, and waved reluctantly, "Goodbye." ”

"Goodbye."

"Boom!" The door opens and closes, then closes again.

The old man quietly watched the girl's figure disappear into the darkness, turned to a dark corner of the palace, sighed and said, "A hundred years have passed, and the only thing you have ever paid attention to is the news that he has woken up." ”

In the dark corner, a man dressed in a red and black robe, covered in robes, suddenly walked out of the corridor, his long fiery red hair hanging gently from his ears.

"His presence is very important to us, we have been planning for many years and you should know that he is our only hope." The man walked up to the old man with an expressionless face, stood up side by side with him, and spoke coldly.

"But you've been fighting for thousands of years. Can't you let go of the hatred of thousands of years ago?" The old man shook his head helplessly.

"Fuyu is not dead. Even if it is a few hundred years, a few thousand years later, this fate ...... It never ends. The man said stubbornly.

His words echoed through the hall like a bell, and his voice echoed throughout the palace.

Listening to his words, the old man suddenly fell silent, he lowered his head and asked blankly, "Really...... There's no room for manoeuvre?"

A breeze blew through the empty hall, and across a long table made of oak, the old man's gaze and the man's gaze met calmly.

"Fu Yu is stubborn and self-serving, I think you know these things better than me. In this world, except for himself, me, we ...... All kings are nothing more than pawns of him. As long as he hasn't died from this world, and he wants to kill you, he can move all the pieces to one place. I think you'll understand, if you put him on the throne. The twenty-four monarchs of the Holy Clan, those who did not support him, or who were hostile to him, would be eliminated from this world...... Whether it's you, or me, or the abyss. The man spoke in a deep voice, and the voice came out of his mouth, like the extreme cold ice breaking and rushing.

"Just him?" The old man raised his eyes arrogantly, and his rickety body suddenly straightened up.

In his cloudy pupils, which seemed to be dilated, an incomparably sharp light suddenly erupted at this moment. Like a beast that has been sleeping for many years, it quietly awakens.

"Among the twenty-four monarchs, except for you and Yuanfu, I'm afraid even Ze Chu is not sure that he can wipe me out, Fu You, as the fifth monarch, the king of darkness and silence, his strength is not as good as Ze Chu. What qualifications does he have, and what confidence does he have to say that he will wipe us all out?" The old man smiled coldly.

"It's true that Fuyou's strength is not as good as yours, but don't forget, those guys from the Council of Elders are all on his side. Although Yuanyu and I are not afraid of this, it will always be a bit troublesome to solve. The man said with his head down.

"Those greedy and death-scared guys aren't dead yet?" The old man frowned in surprise.

He walked onto the platform in the moonlight, surrounded by countless neatly arranged ancient bookshelves. The front was black, with only a few long gray-green lights shining out of the walkway.

"No, they've always been there." The man whispered.

"It's really a hundred-legged insect that dies but doesn't stiffen." A sneer erupted on the old man's face, and the skin on his face was pressed together because of the folds.

"I told you a thousand years ago that those guys don't die that easily. They have been hiding in some dark corner of the world, waiting for the next time they wake up. ”

The man followed him to the platform, sat on a golden silk nanmu bench beside him, and whispered, "I know that you still have good thoughts about this race, but don't forget, history will eventually move forward, and a decaying dynasty will inevitably decline. ”

Then he added, "The current situation doesn't allow us to think about it anymore, Junyi. If you want to watch the empire left behind by that woman die, then you don't do anything. After Fuyou ascended to the throne and killed all the reformers...... You'll see. The man finally whispered.

"I know what you say." The old man sighed with a lonely look in his eyes and said, "I'm just worried, worried that the war from a thousand years ago will come again. ”

"But we can't stop, the plan has been going on for more than two thousand years, and his pawns are gradually waking up according to his plan." The man said.

"I hope you're all right, Candle Away." The old man turned his head to look at him and sighed, "Yuanfu is your 'relative', you used to be like brothers, but then you became hostile to each other because of the fall of the City of Finality. You should tell him the truth, two thousand years of dark life...... Aren't you lonely?"

He sighed regretfully, got up and sat up from the nanmu, walked to the platform of the cave opening, and looked up.

"There is nothing lonely that is not lonely, and you have not been hiding in the dark to protect your descendants? That kid has your veins in it. The man chuckled and shook his head, then added, "I didn't think I'd do that, but he had lost faith in the world by then. It is easy for a person to become depressed when faced with unprecedented despair. If he loses the courage to live, then only hatred can bring him back together. ”

"Only when he spends all his energy on hating a person, is this a kind of motivation to live for him who is desperate and desperate." The man gently tugged at the drooping red and black robe on his body and chuckled in a low voice.

"Then you're really 'forbearing'." The old man laughed kindly, and then both fell silent. Finally, I don't know how long later, the old man took the lead in speaking, "That child has a lot of potential, and her blood is very pure, just like her father and grandfather, they are all my descendants. ”

The old man lowered his head and made him a cup of tea, and then said, "It's you, in order to give Yuan Yu the courage to survive after the collapse of the family, you did not hesitate to hide the truth from him, and even took all the blame on yourself. ”

"Aren't you afraid that he will kill you?" The old man finally said.

The man chuckled, reached out and picked up the steaming cup of tea, drank it all, and spoke, "Everyone is afraid of death, and I am no exception. But if it really comes to that day, maybe I'll resign myself to my fate. ”

The old man chuckled and shook his head, "But even if you know that you will die, as the Eight Great Sovereigns, the Lord of Prophecy and Fire, and Candle Li, you are still willing to silently arrange everything for him behind his back, even if he really wants to attack you in the end?"

"Maybe." The man let out a long sigh of relief, and then said, "King Ji told me back then that no matter what the outcome is, this is what we must experience. If Fu Yu hadn't been stupid enough to slaughter the entire 'City of the End', the current situation wouldn't be so unfavorable to him. ”

"Fu Yu has been suspicious since he was a child, which is one of the reasons why he has a gloomy personality. Ever since the 'Battle of the Holy Worlds' two thousand years ago, when Qin Shi Huang sent Xu Fu to attack Penglai, Fu You was aware that humans might pose a threat to him. Therefore, in order to prevent the human race from rising smoothly, without the consent of the Council of Elders, he finally entered the 'City of the End' without authorization and slaughtered all the humans in it. ”

Finally, he sighed and said, "I know that you and Yuan Yu were both born in that dynasty, and also served as a party commander at that time. But after all, Ying Zheng ordered Xu Fu to be sent to refine the elixir of life, and the elixir of elixir is our own kind, and I think this is one of the reasons why Fu You was angry later. ”

"I think you're wrong, Junyi." The man smiled coldly, and his pale golden pupils radiated a sharp light like an eagle's set, "Winning politics is winning politics, and abyss is abyss." The 'City of the End' is the hometown of me and Yuanfu, where all our people gather. But what? He knew that the 'City of the End' was not a force to win the government, but in the end, he didn't even frown and said kill it. Did he brazenly act for the righteousness of his fellow clan, or did he want to wipe him out as soon as possible because he was afraid of the power of the abyss?" The man smiled coldly, "I guess only he knows about it." ”

"It's his fault, so for a thousand years, he has been suffering the consequences of his birth." The old man sighed.

"I don't want to delve into whether it's wrong or not, the plan has come to an end, I hope you can help him in the end, just ...... It's for that woman's sake. The man got up from the bench and stepped back into the darkness. Like an inky shadow, it slowly melts into the darkness.

"Over there, I'll pay attention, but you, don't die in the hands of those guys before he wakes up." Jun Yi said with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, they won't hurt me." The man's figure completely disappeared into the darkness, and the sound of gentle footsteps faded away.

The old man on the platform calmly withdrew his gaze, and the sound of crutches gradually faded away, and finally came to the end of the corridor, leaving only the Sanskrit sound that came out like an ancient time:

"We march in the night, perhaps never forgetting the dawn. When the trumpet of the last days sounds, the darkness will eventually disperse. O soul lost in the night, death is eternal life. In that desperate situation, the song of triumph was played when our king returned......"

With a "boom", the black palace fell silent again, and with the sound of footsteps that gradually faded away, it returned to darkness again.