Chapter Forty-Seven: It Was a Rose
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Ji Xifeng was dressed in a dragon robe, silently looking at the middle-aged man in a green shirt, a ray of memory flashed in his eyes.
The Great Yan Kingdom was founded on the way of the Fu Seal, and the strongest person in a country is also a talisman maker. It is rumored that this talisman maker likes to wear green shirts, and is a figure of the same era as "that person", and under the incomparably bright light of "that person", he is still not covered by his own light, but has the momentum of fighting against "that person".
It's just that with the outbreak of the War of Change, "that person" who was considered invincible in the world died, and the difference between the most powerful talisman master and "that person" in this Great Yan was also an unsolved mystery in the end.
However, ninety percent of the people have the same idea in their hearts, this Dayan is the most coercive talisman, after all, he is still inferior to "that person", and there is a big gap between the two.
In this regard, the most coercive talisman master of Dayan did not respond, but disappeared from everyone's field of vision three years after the death of "that person".
"After you disappeared from public view, many people were looking for you, but few people should have thought that you who could stand up to him were not a very proud person, and in the end they were willing to become my shadow. β
Ji Xifeng's eyes flashed with sincere gratitude.
Huang Yi, who was dressed in a green shirt, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It's because I'm very proud that I choose to be your shadow, after all, in this huge world, I don't know how many people want to be your shadow." β
Ji Xifeng smiled slightly, and casually answered: "Is that so?" β
The speaker had no intention of listening, Huang Yi nodded very seriously, and said, "Your Majesty, this is indeed the case." β
Then, he smiled and asked, "Why did Your Majesty suddenly mention this?"
Ji Xifeng raised the picture scroll made by Xia Qiu in his hand: "Isn't this Xia Qiu called the second "that person", so I unconsciously remembered some things from the past. β
Huang Yi let out a soft "oh", unwilling and afraid to mention the past.
Ji Xifeng smiled helplessly and said, "It's been almost thirty years, you're still like this, why are you so restrained?"
Huang Yi hesitated for a while, not knowing how to answer. Seeing this, Ji Xifeng was not embarrassed, and opened the picture scroll in his hand with a smile.
Just swept his eyes, and the smile on his face froze a little.
"What does this painting mean?" Huang Yi knew that Ji Xifeng must have seen the true meaning.
Ji Xifeng didn't answer immediately, but carefully looked at the picture scroll for a quarter of an hour before re-rolling it up and placing it on the marble table beside him.
"A fierce tiger, crouching under a rose, eyes slightly narrowed. This summer and autumn is really interesting......"
Huang Yi frowned, a light flashed in his mind, and he finally knew why he hadn't been able to comprehend this scroll.
He always thought that the plant was a rose, but he didn't expect it to be a rose.
If it's a rose, it makes sense.
"There is a tiger in my heart, sniff the rose!?"
Ji Xifeng's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and he couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger, love and hate, "He is called the second "that person", and it really makes some sense. β
Huang Yi was noncommittal.
Before Xia Qiu left the tavern, he left such a picture full of meaning, which was not accidental at all, but deliberate, just so that he and Ji Xifeng could see it.
As for the purpose......
Huang Yi frowned and thought for a while, and asked uncertainly: "There is a tiger in the heart to sniff the rose, it is written by a famous bard in the West, Sigrev, it is said that the tiger will also have a time to smell the rose, and the busy and lofty ambition will also be impressed by gentleness and beauty, and feel beautiful in peace." β
"So...... Is Xia Qiu showing goodwill, expressing that although he is a tiger, he doesn't want to continue to be in the whirlpool of chaos, and wants Your Majesty to give him a piece of tenderness and warmth?"
Ji Xifeng tapped his index finger on the stone table, pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head and said with a smile:
"It's not a gesture of overture, it's a clarification. β
Huang Yi frowned and expressed puzzlement.
"Although the tiger also wants to feel good, it doesn't mean that he will show favor to others because he is afraid of something, Xia Qiu is a real tiger, so he will not do this kind of behavior. β
Ji Xifeng looked at the changing sky, and his eyes sank suddenly.
He should have guessed that I took him into the Imperial City to verify whether he borrowed the body of "that person" to resurrect the soul, so he left such a picture scroll. β
You know, "that person" has always hated the group of bards in the West during his lifetime. If he is really "that person" who borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul, then the likes and dislikes engraved in his bones should not change. β
Huang Yi's pupils shrank slightly, if this is the case, then Xia Qiu's ability to cut off events is really a bit terrifying.
Ji Xifeng exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity and said, "What is the truth, it's useless to make such groundless suspicions now, let's go to the floating prison to see." β
Fusheng Prison is the oldest prison in the Great Yan Kingdom, located in the southwest corner of the imperial city, known as once you enter this prison, Fusheng has not escaped or robbed the prison since it was built, which can be called a Jedi.
This cell is dark and damp, there is no sunlight all year round, and every inch is filled with the smell of corruption and blood.
Therefore, Huang Yi was very surprised when he heard that Ji Xifeng was going to go to the floating prison in person.
"What, are you still afraid that I won't be able to stand it and vomit and make a fool of myself in front of you!?" Ji Xifeng scolded with a smile.
Huang Yi hurriedly waved his hand, a little like a child in a hurry, and he didn't look like the first talisman master of Dayan at all, which made Ji Xifeng laugh again.
......
Floating Prison.
Xia Qiu walked through a long road.
The smell is surprisingly unpleasant, if it weren't for his strong psychological quality, I'm afraid he would vomit on the spot.
The ground was full of liquid. It's called liquid instead of water because it's so disgusting, it's too sticky, it's not unlike a person's snot, it's blue-yellow.
"Is this corpse oil?"
Xia Qiu looked at the back of the leader in front of him and asked softly.
He'd seen this thing in the supernatural tomb robber before, but he didn't expect to see it today.
"You actually know," the leader was a little surprised, "the Floating Life Prison has been built for hundreds of years, and few of the people who have been locked in for hundreds of years have escaped alive, and the people who died here are too lazy to be buried, so ......"
Xia Qiu sighed, if it was him before, I was afraid that my scalp would be numb, although I didn't feel good now, but in general there was not much discomfort.
There are at least thousands of suspects who have been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and the corpses of thousands of people are gathered all over the place, which is indeed a bit disgusting.
Xia Qiu thought so, shook her head and smiled.
Then he saw the leader in front of him stop and turned around..Mobile phone users, please browse m. reading, a better reading experience.