This is probably the most lively time in the house since Song Qing was demoted.

Lu Xiaoqi was supposed to leave after finishing his work, but the Qilin's body was not empty, and he was afraid that someone would take the opportunity to harass him, so he had to agree to stay until the evening.

At this moment, the surviving person knelt beside the coffin and was grief-stricken, and she had to give a unanimous salute to everyone who came to mourn, she was full of resentment, resentment of the emperor's injustice, resentment of her husband's indisputability, resentment of the uncle's drag, resentment of the mother's powerlessness, and even more resentment of these people who came to pretend to mourn!

Seeing that the two-faced and slanderous man was also secretly proud, the woman was about to get up and scold him to go out, but she was about to struggle, but the unicorn kneeling beside her grabbed her sleeve and shook her head and said no.

With that look like her husband was alive, Song Li sat back in a daze.

The traitor bowed slightly, and then said to the auditorium: "Sister-in-law, if you don't have enough manpower, you can borrow one from our mansions!" Although this is hasty, it is not shabby, and it does not make others think that the official family neglects the loyal ministers...... How can there be a maid in red clothes in the auditorium, it is too unseemly! ”

He pointed to Lu Xiaoqi, who was sitting behind the pillar and watching the show: "Is that a monk?" I'm almost out of clothes, oops, tsk! I really didn't expect that Wow, Brother Song would come to such a point...... Let me see if you are in the coffin, General Song, if you are walking peacefully! ”

He really wanted to push the lid of the coffin, but no one behind him stopped the big and small officials who were reading the books of sages, and Song Li was so shocked that he was about to scold!

"Bastard thing!"

Lu Xiaoqi didn't plan to pay attention to him, because he saw that Ding Yao, who was suddenly named next to him, was regarded as a maid by the thief, and after being regarded as a maid by the thief, he sneered, and knew that someone was doing the next job.

Song Li looked coldly at the traitor's hat suddenly like wings all over the room, everyone was shocked, at this time the brazier rolled up a burst of ash, like a black hand took advantage of the situation to pull the black gauze hat into the brazier, the man was unable to grab it, and saw that it burned into a cluster of flames, and the paper money turned into ashes together.

When the old wooden master who was wearing filial piety clothes and burning paper money with the little young master saw it, he smiled kindly, quickly smashed the ashes with a wooden stick, and shouted in his mouth: "The bachelor of literature presents a black gauze hat...... Please general! ”

The people behind "this ......" couldn't stand still, and they had a timid posture to turn back at any time, after all, there were a lot of strange things in the Song Mansion, if it wasn't for the one in front of them who pulled them to see the joke, they wouldn't be bothered much, and Song Qing didn't interact with them before his death, so it's nothing if he doesn't come to be a friend.

The traitor shouted, "Where did the demon wind come from!" Unexpectedly, the demon wind in his mouth suddenly became a momentum, like an invisible hand, overthrowing their column of yin and yang weird people out of the threshold together, falling horizontally, and the boots fell off the hat crookedly.

When he got up with a group of people, he saw that the sky above the auditorium was like a falling mountain, and a human face made of red light and shadow suddenly fell.

A petty officer peed his pants on the spot, crying and shouting, "It's the judge!" Judge of the underworld! ”

He cried and shouted for a few times before he fainted in fright, and the rest of the people were not much better, and they wanted to run, but their hands and feet were weak, and the two tremors did not dare to move.

The red face, which was taller than the house, opened its mouth to speak, and it was deafening:

"Song Qing's loyal ministers are Wuqu Xing's mortal dust, in order to avoid disasters and kill enemies, there are ninety-nine and eighty-one wounds on his body, and there are merits everywhere! He is iron-clad, upright, and virtuous, and should have died at the age of ninety-nine! He is only fifty now, and the remaining forty-nine years are to wait for Huangquan to make up for it, and he will be crushed into meat cakes for forty-nine years! ! ”

The judge finished speaking in one breath and opened his mouth, "Ah! ......" A heaven-shattering roar shattered the liver and gall, and the big mouth of yellow sand that came from nowhere was angrily rolled, all sprayed on that pile of people, and almost buried them all!

Not far away, the eunuchs who came to announce the decree and seal the seal witnessed the whole process unprepared, and they were all paralyzed to the ground with fright, and they were afraid that they would not be able to get up with the holy decree!

Song Li covered the child's eyes, stared at the world newspaper with apricot eyes, and was still afraid, Qilin stood beside him and said slowly:

"Good and evil will be rewarded, and they will know it eventually."

After the smoke and dust subsided, the eunuchs wept and walked with sad faces and did not stay, and came to announce the decree with a trembling voice under torment, the person went everywhere to announce the decree all day long, and was used to being an angel, and was accustomed to the shelf, this time he condescended to the noble, and after receiving the holy decree, he also deliberately led the younger brothers to kneel for a long time, and said a word of regret for his singing skills for a long time, and brought the title of the vassal king rewarded by the official family, which was King Wuzhao.

The famous King Wu Zhao died in the early spring of March of that year at the age of fifty.

The newspaper said that King Wu Zhao died of poisonous sores on his mouthpiece.

In the same year, the whole country mourned, and Wang En granted amnesty to comfort the hearts of the people and the souls of the heroes.

No matter how you cover it up, the myths of gods and ghosts are very loud, and there are many kinds of rumors in the market, all of which are about Wuqu Xing who rode the nine-colored rainbow down to this dynasty but died in the words of traitors.

The traitorous minister Wen Xiang closed his house and did not come out of his house to claim that he was sick for three months, and the door was full of birds, and he returned to his hometown after telling the old man, and he ate the elixir of fasting and reciting the Buddha to refine the elixir of life, and he messed around, and died of abdominal distension after taking the wrong pill.

When Lu Xiaoqi went back, it was the night of Song Qing's death.

He, Ding Yao and Qilin, who were already Song Qingyuan's soul at that time, replaced wine with tea in the courtyard and said goodbye.

Song Qing looked at the bright moon in the cold night and sighed very emotionally, saying that he was blessed to lose his horse, and now he is really unofficial and light, he has never been so happy, and the scenery in his eyes is different from before:

"Only this cool moon can cleanse the dust of the world."

Lu Xiaoqi admired this person who was killed once, and he still had the mind to turn losses into gains, and he also learned from them and instructed:

"From now on, you must not treat Mrs. Song and her husband and wife, and the little boy can only call you uncle, you have to think about it."

Song Qing laughed, the man was arrogant, with Qilin's picturesque face was really handsome, he touched the piece of jade on his waist and said: "I have known since I was a child, there are gains and losses, everything can not be too perfect, and now this situation is also the best result that Qilin desperately asked for me, I will cherish it and protect them to live well, without revealing any mistakes." Please rest assured. ”

Ding Yao was still angry with those shameless people, and she asked curiously: "Those who have suppressed you, will you find a chance to take revenge?" Do you want to help you right now? ”

Song Qing shook his head: "That's it!" If it weren't for them, how could I have come to know the two of them. Besides, I've already figured it out, it's a dead end. If I were an official, I wouldn't necessarily be much better than him. ”

Lu Xiaoqi nodded and secretly admired.

It's not Song Qing's fault, it's not the emperor's fault, it's not even the traitor's fault, it's total

The Death of the Times.

Therefore, the life-saving medicine that Kirin wants to ask for does not exist in this era.

Every dynasty has a few or even more innocent lives to slowly push the huge wheel of history forward, constantly changing the law, bleeding, and moving forward......

This in itself is a hopeless dead end.

Lu Xiaoqi was about to say goodbye after drinking tea, the unicorn card on Song Qing's waist flashed, and a human-shaped blue halo came out, Song Qing saw that he was too bright, and hurriedly picked up a white cloak and put it on his head to block the dazzling dizziness.

At this time, it was the real Qilin, and he wanted to say goodbye to Lu Xiaoqi in person.

But when an empty humanoid figure came over wrapped in a cloak, Lu Xiaoqi suddenly remembered all the things in the memory picture! His heart thundered all at once!

It turned out that the mighty army in his memory, the human figures that didn't even show their eyes, and the empty figures under the red cloak, were all high-level and strongest jade spirits!

The jade spirit of the unicorn in front of him is so powerful, it can trek for thousands of years, and it can change the sky; Isn't the army of thousands of jade spirits in memory capable of destroying all things?

What kind of powerful army will face difficulties and fight to the death against thousands of jade spirits?

And since the jade spirit is so powerful, why is it a pyrrhic victory in the end?

So, when is the memory, and whose memory is it?

The more Lu Xiaoqi thought about it, the more frightened he became, and as soon as he thought about it, he felt that the fingerprints in his hands were hot, he pinched them tightly and hurriedly said goodbye.

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On the way back, a night of pedestrians, two or three stars of fire, and his eyes could already see the familiar corner of the eaves of the Shanyu family, Lu Xiaoqi somehow suddenly touched, stopped and asked Ding Yao:

"Who am I? Am I really still Lu Xiaoqi? ”

Ding Yao looked into his eyes and nodded affirmatively: "You are Lu Xiaoqi." ”

Hearing such an answer, Lu Xiaoqi closed his eyes, exhaled as if taking a deep breath, and smiled:

"Let's go back!"

He was about to walk to Qingtong Lane, but when he remembered it again, he instructed Ding Yao:

"I don't need to tell anyone else about this incident, including Bai Lin and Su Lai, I don't want to cause trouble in vain."

Ding Yao listened, only stared at him and didn't speak, after her look, Lu Xiaoqi remembered that this kind of instruction was simply superfluous.

Because of thinking about it carefully, Ding Yao never seemed to take the initiative to say a word to other "people", except for him Lu Xiaoqi.

Lu Xiaoqi shook his head, gave Ding Yao a smile, and went back to sleep in the long-awaited return to sleep.

Strangely, the cup of boiling water beside the bed was still steaming, and it seemed that he had not gone out to squat for a day and a night, but only for a moment.

Lu Xiaoqi picked up the glass of water, drank it with a bang, and unfolded his palm to reveal a glittering object, which was spit out to him by the unicorn when he was leaving, saying that he could no longer transform into a shape, this unicorn bead is a good thing to transform into, and it cannot be disappointed, if one day in the future, there is a jade spirit that needs a body, this will definitely come in handy.