Chapter 67: Zhao Yu's Death
I flew out and fell straight towards the black whirlpool.
When I thought I would be torn to pieces by the wind in the whirlpool, my waist tightened, and I was carried to a safe place by a force.
Jiang Qin looked at me and put away the whip and said, "You did a good job, but it's too late." Even if Yu Qiushi is killed, he can't stop the ghosts and gods from coming to the world. Let's go! β
"Good!" Although there are many questions in my heart, these can only be asked when I get out of the ancient tomb.
Zhao Yu hugged Yu Qiushi tightly, as if as long as he hugged Mr. like this, Mr. could accompany him forever.
But he knew that Mr. was gone, there was no more Mr. in this world, there was no Mr. Yu who would beat him with a ring ruler, and there was no Mr. Yu who always smiled gently and encouraged him to remember it well.
Zhao Yu hugged Yu Qiushi tightly and looked back at the three living people who robbed the tomb and fled. He didn't catch up, but - he wouldn't let them go!
And now Zhao Yu just wants to stay with Mr. Yu.
Zhao Yu remembered that when he was five years old, he got permission from his father and began to learn the martial arts, music, etiquette, and statecraft that every prince should learn......
That year, Mr. Yu was the star of the palace examination, and his father asked him to be a second-class civil official, but Mr. Yu said that he only liked to read, and he did nothing but study, so his father dismissed Mr. Yu.
Yes, it was exempted, and nothing was sealed, because Mr. Yu went against his father's wishes in the court and lost his father's face.
Later, his mother was jealous, relying on the fact that he had a son under his knees and poisoned the talented man who had just been favored by his father, and after the death of the talented man, his mother was beaten into the cold palace, and he also moved into the cold palace with his mother, and he was no longer qualified to go to Tai Academy.
But his father brought Mr. Yu to the cold palace to teach him knowledge.
Mr. Yu is very powerful, and he speaks everything better than the Taifu of Tai Academy.
That is Zhao Yu regarded Mr. Yu as the most beloved elder in his life to worship, and Master Zheng was also invited by Mr. Yu to him.
Even when he died, Mr. Yu accompanied him, how could Mr. Yu disappear now?
Yu Qiushi's body began to disappear, like foam from feet to head.
Zhao Yu collapsed and reached out to grab Yu Qiushi's ashes: "Sir, please don't go!" Sir I can't do anything without me, you know you know! You can't go! β
"Ahh......h Sir, are you going to come back? Yu beg, don't go! I was wrong, I was wrong! β
"Woo...... Mr...... I don't want the Southern Song Dynasty anymore...... Don't ...... either" Zhao Yu covered his face and squatted on the ground, all that was circling in his mind was what Yu Qiushi had said to him after being a ghost.
I don't know how many years passed, his ghost took on a form, and the first person he saw when he became conscious was Mr. Yu.
On that day, Mr. Yu put on a dragon robe for him, knelt in front of him and said, "Minister Yu asks for permission to meet the new emperor Zhao Yu." May the Southern Song Dynasty live forever with the sky. β
Later, Yu Qiushi began to ask him to learn ghost arts, and everything he did was given by Mr. Yu.
The black vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and a strong wind was blowing in the main burial chamber, and Zhao Yu squatted on the ground indifferently.
Out of the whirlpool came a hand, then an arm, a head......
The last man in a red robe with runes carved on his face flew in mid-air. Little by little, the black swirls grew smaller until they were gone.
"It was you who summoned me, and said it, your wish." The man asked, his ancient, ethereal voice echoing through the main burial chamber.
"Did you do it?" Zhao Yu smiled lowly, "I want to revive the Southern Song Dynasty, and I want this world." β
The man frowned, maybe he was too ambitious, right?
"I know what you're thinking, but don't forget, I saved you from hell! Ghost-god-" Zhao Yu looked up at the man, staring at the man's blood-red eyes without fear, "Let the Southern Song Dynasty return to the world, you promise me - I will sacrifice my soul."
The appearance of the ghost god is so urgent, the strength must be less than one layer, and I am willing to sacrifice my soul. β
"Even if I help you revive the Southern Song Dynasty, your soul will be scattered, will it be possible for me to be the emperor?"
"Isn't it good? As long as I am in the Southern Song Dynasty, whatever happens after that is up to you, even if you kill everyone, it has nothing to do with me. β
"God never breaks his word, I promise you. Give your soul. β
"Leave it to the ghosts." Zhao Yu smiled relievedly, he spread his arms and turned into a black gas and flew into the man's nose.
The man narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and turned around and shattered everything behind himβ
"Iβthe evil is back from hell!"
The aura of the main chamber was so terrifying that it had spread to the other chambers, and out of fear they all chose to fall silent, so the three of us walked out of the tomb unimpeded.
As soon as I walked out of the ancient tomb, I saw Liancheng and them waiting outside.
At a trot, I looked left and right and asked, "Where's the silver?"
Liancheng pursed his lips, "He hasn't come out yet." β
"It's not out yet......" I forced a smile and reached out to pat Liancheng's shoulder, "It's okay, I'll wait." After saying that, I pretended to be indifferent and walked up to Jiang Qin, who was about to leave, stopped him and asked, "Brother Jiang, what happened in the main tomb just now?" β
"You don't need to know this kind of thing, there will be special people to deal with it."
"Can't you tell me?" I smiled kindly, "I feel entitled to know that my best friend is still in there, and I want to know how many layers he can get out of here." It's not a secret that can't be told, is it? β
"You're just an ordinary person," Jiang Qin frowned, "You don't have the right to know these things as a layman, and it's not good for you." As he spoke, he lowered his voice and approached my ear, "Even if you are a police officer, you are just an ordinary person." β
"Don't you say?" I scoffed, maybe I was an ordinary person before I made a decision, right? "Forget it, I'm going to get him out, even if it's just a corpse."
With that, I pretended to walk towards the tomb.
"Slow!" He took my hand, "You can't save him!" β
"Why?"
Jiang Qin's eyes flashed, and he turned his head and glanced at the people around him, "I'll just tell you, and I'll stay with you later." β
"Okay." I nodded.
"Follow me." He let go of me and walked to the side.
"Ziyi-" Liancheng strode up and grabbed me, "Ten silver will be fine, let's wait for him, he will come back." β
"Liancheng," I said earnestly, pulling his hand away, "I want to know the truth.
He's my friend, I'm his only friend, and I'll be guilty if I didn't know the truth.
He never said anything about his family, he never had any other friends he had made, and as his only friend I had to know whether he lived or died. And he's so nice to me.
Liancheng, thank you, I don't want to deceive myself all the time in the future, I want to know the truth.
Go back, I'm not going to be impulsive. β
I'm sorry, but in fact, I am also a person, and the silver is also a person, and you still have such a good life.
Fellow with the son - Xie Neng works with the son.
Sharing the same cave with the son - to repay the grace of the son.