Chen Changsheng paused and took half a step forward.

But I saw that the dying old man opened his eyes, and all of them were white, as if he had already been blind.

The old man laughed dryly and said, "You came by chance, and if you are half a quarter of an hour late, I won't be able to hear you......"

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and said, "What about now? ”

The old man didn't react at all, just pointed to the branch on the ground.

Chen Changsheng understood, there was no need to ask more questions about this question, it seemed that he couldn't hear it anymore.

Before going to work, he picked up the branch and wrote through the dust that had fallen on the mausoleum.

[Why? 】

The old man approached, his face almost touching the ground, and little by little he could make out the words written on the ground.

Chen Changsheng was in a trance, this was too different from the Mr. Zhulan he thought, the old man in front of him was sloppy, blind, deaf, his legs were even paralyzed, and there was a foul smell on his body, it seemed that he had been here for a long, long time......

The old man raised his head after seeing it clearly, he actually couldn't see Chen Changsheng's appearance clearly, but he could see a shadow in the blur.

Mr. Zhulan, that is, the original Yuwang Yanyan, is also an old man who is now dying.

I only heard him say slowly: "If cause and effect are added, you will be punished by heaven......"

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment, which was not far from what he expected.

How can the cause and effect of this world be borne if you want to?

Chen Changsheng picked up the branch and then wrote.

【Wang Ye Gaoyi】

When the old man saw those four words clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

"You call me the prince?"

The old man thought it was very interesting, and the person in front of him didn't seem to treat him as a monk, and he didn't see himself as a cultivator.

It's just ordinary people talking to each other.

The old man smiled and said, "It's been a long time since anyone called me that, but if you talk about high righteousness, what am I worth, but I am just a villain who vainly tries to continue the Yan clan and steal the country." ”

[The prince used his own strength to renew the Yan clan and sacrifice himself for righteousness, how can it not be regarded as high righteousness? 】

The old man was in a trance for a moment, and said with a sigh of relief: "I will scold me for being stupid, but I didn't expect ......"

No monk would do such a stupid thing.

But he Yan Yan really did it, and he didn't take a big road, but he sacrificed himself and fell headlong into the cause and effect of this mortal world, so that he fell into such a field.

In the eyes of the practitioner, this is stupid and incomprehensible.

Chen Changsheng has also seen too many so-called 'stupid people', but if there are no such 'stupid people' in the world, how can the rivers and lakes be regarded as rivers and lakes, how can red dust be regarded as red dust, and how can the world be regarded as the world?

Walking in the world, everything he sees and hears is different, and the only thing he has to do is to see and listen at the same time, to see all the suffering, to see all the joys, to see the righteousness, to see the red dust, to see the world.

Chen Changsheng picked up his pen as if he was going to write a long sentence.

He wanted to say something, but halfway through writing, he didn't know how to write it, and he didn't feel satisfied.

Eventually, he dusted up his sleeves and covered up all the handwriting.

[When you are stupid for the love, hatred, and hatred of this world, and stupid for the word 'righteousness' in people's mouths, books, and scriptures, although you are stupid, you can't be despised by anyone. 】

The old man was in a trance, and his mood was indescribable.

He opened his mouth to say something to the figure in front of him, as if he had many things to say, but in the end they were stuck in his throat.

Yes.

He is the King Yu who is trapped in love, hate, and hatred, and it is difficult to get out of the righteous words in the world, he is not Mr. Zhulan.

Chen Changsheng handed over the folding fan.

The old man took it and carefully stroked the lines on the folding fan, which was very familiar, and for a moment reminded him of many things in previous years.

"Small Building ......"

The old man muttered and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

[Therefore, the fan has been busy for half a life, and it has gone, and it is happy. 】

"Really......"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "It's my fault that I didn't see him, but it's also a good thing that he has to go away in peace." ”

is helpless, just because he can't get out of this imperial tomb.

The old man sighed, he had missed too many people and things in his life.

[Chen still has something to understand, about this dynasty, can you ask the prince to solve his doubts? ] 】

The old man spoke: "If you want to know, I will tell you one by one." ”

"At the beginning, I calculated that the number of prosperity was about to ......"

The source of everything starts with a divination.

I don't know if it was an accident or an accident, but the young King Yu has calculated what he shouldn't have counted.

He was originally devoted to the Tao, but because of this, he changed his mind.

"If you don't ask for one lifetime, why don't you ask for eternity......"

It is also because of this mind that the layout of the past hundred years has been launched.

From the time he first landed in Qingshan City, he had sensed the rejection of him by the Heavenly Dao, and vaguely there was already doom about to descend.

At that time, he could have done more, but he had to leave Qingshan City because of this.

But these preparations are far from sufficient.

He must hide from heaven.

"So I did a lot of things in Qingshan City, and finally recruited the army to quell the rebellion, and after surrendering, he took the opportunity to fake his death, wanting to borrow a blood coffin, seal himself, and avoid the way of heaven, but it turns out that how can a monk go against the sky......"

"My divine channel method can deceive people, but it can't deceive the sky."

"Soon the calamity of cause and effect came."

"At first, it was just a sleepless illness that tormented my thoughts, then my legs weakened overnight, and I became a waste, and then later, my vision became more and more blurred......

"To this day, there is no sound in my ears."

"If it weren't for the formation I set up around the Imperial Tomb back then, which reduced many Heavenly Dao Tribulations, otherwise, I would have been dead long ago."

It is not easy for him to survive until now.

He reluctantly laughed, and then said: "In this imperial mausoleum, if you count a hexagram, you will count a hexagram, and finally let me find an opportunity......

"That Zhao Zhen of Beidi Beixiang can make the world unified, he is really a generation of heroes, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would not have the strength to restore the Yan clan again."

"He made two deals with me."

"The great drought in Qingshan City gave up 20% of the country's fortune to me."

"The westward expedition to Xixiao, in order to keep the grain and grass safe, and gave up three percent of the national fortune."

"Knowing that I was plotting against him, but he Zhao Zhen still did it, and then I realized that he Zhao Zhen was not in the dragon chair under him at all, he only cared about one obsession, the obsession of seventy years of Rongma."

"So even though he has been dead for many years now, I still have admiration."

"When the world is united, it will eventually be one."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Under the punishment of heaven, my consciousness became more and more confused, and after sobering up, I began to deal with the affairs of the national fortune, and handed over the national fortune to Yan Ruchu. ”

"With the national fortune in the body, all the help should be endless."

"Later, on the night of the palace change, I tried my best to stop the forbidden army, and the hundreds of years of conspiracy finally came to fruition."

The old man let out a long sigh and fell silent.

Just these few words have exhausted these hundred years......

It really made him feel in a trance.