The little Taoist priest's face did not change.

Just raise a hand.

Gently touched his arms. The baby's little head is as smooth as jade.

It seems that he didn't hear the insulting words in Wu Shu's mouth.

Seeing that the little Taoist priest was forced by Wu Shu, he couldn't speak at all.

In addition, the little Taoist priest is still holding a child in his arms.

Where do the villagers still have any suspicions.

Immediately pointed at the little Taoist priest.

"It turns out that he really did such a reluctant thing......"

"There is no explanation at all."

"The old Taoist priest is very good, why did he teach such a bastard disciple......"

"No wonder Yasushi has the system of deposing a hundred schools, and it is this group of false Taoist priests who insult the Daomen."

"I want the old Taoist priest to clear the rules and precepts of the day and make coarse tea and light rice, alas, the scum of the Taoist sect ......"

I saw that the villagers were all standing with me.

Wu Shu was even more unscrupulous.

I just wanted to snatch the child again.

The little Taoist's originally plain face suddenly changed slightly.

Qing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he let out a long sigh.

The words of the people, the population, the hearts of the people.

The most harmful.

His eyes darkened through the crowd and looked at the mountain path that led to the bottom of the mountain.

Wu Shu's words on the tip of his tongue have not yet protruded.

The hand was only halfway outstretched.

I heard the sound of water "poof".

The old plain man seemed to realize something, and "brushed" and turned around.

Look at the only low waterfall in the mountains.

The water is turbulent and the sound of the water is loud.

The only difference from the usual day is the rocks at the top of the low waterfall.

Quietly put a neat white dress stacked.

But everyone heard the sound of falling water.

The air suddenly froze, and two lines of hot tears rolled out of the old plain's red eyes.

"Su Han!"

……

In reality.

Wu Zhi, who took over the Xianjun jade card, looked confused.

What's going on?

Why did at this moment, suddenly have such a strange memory that does not belong to me, like a tide, poured into my mind?

What the hell is going on?

Who is this Su Han?

Could it be ...... Is it your own mother?

But who is that little Taoist priest and the baby in his arms?

What does this have to do with you?

But before he could react.

The memories in his mind, whether he wanted it or not, rushed into his mind frantically.

……

The eleventh year of Emperor Yasukuni.

December 21.

Yuzhou, Qingzhu Village, Suhan committed suicide by throwing himself into a waterfall.

When dying.

Leave a bloody paper on the white garment with blood.

"Hate in the Su family, hate in the village, hate infatuation and wrong payment, hate the world is too cold."

"I hate my brothers and sisters, but no one understands me, and in a year, dozens of times I want to kill my mother and son!"

"I hate my parents for being too hard-hearted, and I was expelled from the house three times!"

"In such a world, don't stay!"

"I hate that I believe the wrong person, and I whisper in the middle of the night to reveal my whereabouts."

"There is no more pure land in the world!"

"Wu'er, my mother is ashamed of you!"

"I just want to exchange my body for my life today, and sacrifice my body to the waterfall, my son is innocent!"

"If you still have half an inch of blood left on your body, you can read half of the old feelings."

"Spare my son's life!"

"Su Han's pen."

Maybe it's because Su Han's life-changing waterfall really worked.

Lao Su's forehead was full of wrinkles, and he couldn't cry.

The shoulders quickly shortened.

Almost fell into Jiang Curtain's arms.

Choked up and speechless.

Jiang Lian still knows his father very well.

At present, the old Sutou has obviously lost the sharpness of Fang Cai, and he has no mood to make trouble.

Whether or not he will challenge the little Taoist priest in the future.

At least, not today.

Immediately, she grabbed the old Sutou's shoulders.

He waved his hand and motioned for the villagers to leave.

Wu Shu also knew that today's goal had been completely achieved.

Even if Su Han was added to the blue eyes of people in the past, now he is as dead as a lamp.

In the future, at home, her position is unshakable.

She spat viciously in the direction of the gate.

Helping the old plain head to walk down the mountain.

The ranks of the villagers quickly split up.

Make way and let the three of them go down the mountain first.

Immediately afterwards, the villagers all glared angrily at the little Taoist.

In their opinion.

is in front of him, this little Taoist priest who looks harmless to humans and animals.

As a result, such an accident occurred in the originally harmonious and happy village.

caused the old Sutou family to be ruined.

harmed the simple and kind Su Han to throw himself into the waterfall.

All of this is the fault of the little Taoist priest alone!

But even the old vegetarian who was victimized no longer cared.

What more can outsiders say about them?

The villagers who did good things just spat like Wu Shu.

Spit a few words, and leave with a bad voice.

As for most people, they are lamenting that people's hearts are not ancient and the Taoism is withering.

Silently went down the mountain.

Seeing the tide of people generally receded.

The little Taoist exhaled a breath of turbidity.

looked at Wu Shu, who looked arrogant and turned his head three times to keep glaring at him.

He didn't say anything.

The hand holding the child is still strong.

He walked into the gate and re-nailed it.

Then he took out a broom and swept the open space in front of the gate.

It's just the same as ever.

Unhurriedly, he walked under the old tree and looked up at the sky.

The child in his arms woke up from his sleep and earned.

It seems that I slept a little uncomfortably.

The little brow furrowed slightly, as if she was about to cry.

The little Taoist priest lowered his head and lightly tapped the child's fleshy little face.

It's like talking to yourself.

"I'm hungry, I guess."

Before the words fell, he continued in a flat voice.

"Can you find milk?"

"Xuanjing is still young, his foundation is not stable, and he can't eat without food in his belly."

He seemed to be the only one on the empty hill.

No one responded.

But the next moment he opened his mouth to ask, it was on the land three paces away from him.

Suddenly, a clay bowl appeared.

The three wisps of milk fragrance converge into a steaming hot air strip upward, spreading into nothingness.

The little Taoist priest sniffed and muttered.

"Deer Milk......

……

There is no time in the mountains.

But for Yasukuni.

This year's winter was particularly difficult.

On the other side of the border line, which had been peaceful.

The people of the Great Zheng Dynasty are rapidly adjusting and transferring.

The guards are unaware of what kind of orders they have received from above.

In the past 10 days, the movement has been particularly large.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

This first dynasty, which was at the peak of its national power and ranked first in the world, Da Zheng.

I can no longer endure the loneliness of peaceful coexistence.

It's time to take the first step in the world.

In the face of the Great Zheng Dynasty, he was ready to move.

The DPRK and China have discussed many times in the DPRK meetings.

The year-end ritual, which was customary in previous years, was suspended.

There was a lot of noise in the court.

But in addition to holding a few court meetings, the year-end ceremony was interrupted.

There have been no notices.

No legal decisions have been promulgated.

Let the turmoil in the country fall on deaf ears.

Except for the people in the border cities, the common people of the whole country naturally did not see the situation.

Some well-intentioned people in the DPRK and China seized the opportunity to spread rumors.

As a result, rumors spread that Da Zheng Xingbing wanted to offend Yasukuni.

It causes panic and fear in people's hearts.

This has deeply puzzled the Chinese people in many forms of identification.

Sigh that the weak country is incompetent, and the king is incompetent.

I could only see Da Zheng making trouble but was indifferent.

What is more, it has been determined that the fall of Yasukuni is not far off.

For a time, everyone in the country was in danger.

On this day, the cold wind of the moon hit the palace.

It's late at night.

The moon is like weaving, and the silhouette of candlelight is swaying.

Yasukuni Imperial Capital.

Inner City.

Changle Palace.

Emperor Hao's dormitory.

The situation is urgent, and Emperor Hao, who has not done much, suddenly summoned three courtiers into the palace tonight.