This is a very strange dream, Ning Que is intoxicated with the pleasure brought by the love of men and women, but at the same time he feels the terrifying pain of cutting flesh and removing bones, two completely different and completely opposite feelings, making his heart seem to be torn in half, and he almost chose to surrender before that divine might.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, he saw Sangsang's face, the old face, the youthful face, gave him real peace, and he kissed it and lived out, from that fragrant and terrible nightmare, and found himself still lying on the cold stone bed, covered in sweat.

He understood that this dream was the result of the confrontation between his own consciousness and Sangsang's consciousness, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations at the thought of almost being subdued. He clenched his fists, the muscles in his arms stretched, and suddenly there was a strong sense of pain and discomfort, confirming that what happened in the dream was indeed true, and he was delayed again.

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the quiet cell, and Ning Que looked out of the fence and found that the person who came to deliver food and water this time was not the deacon of the ruling department who pretended to be deaf and dumb last time, but an acquaintance.

The man was not very old, his demeanor was calm, his face was handsome, he was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, and he was holding a butter paper umbrella under his arm, it was He Mingchi, the disciple of Li Qingshan, the former national teacher of the Tang Dynasty.

After Li Qingshan's death, He Mingchi took over the Tang Tianshu, but no one knew that he was the most important person in the Xiling Temple hidden in Chang'an City, he directly received the order of the Guan Zhu and the head of the sect, and did what the Daomen had not done for a thousand years - using the shadow left by Haotian in Chang'an City, he successfully destroyed the Shocking God Array, and the night turmoil that plunged Chang'an City into blood and fire was the direct handiwork of this person.

In this world-wide battle against the Tang Dynasty, it was He Mingchi who really brought the greatest damage to the Tang State, and he was undoubtedly ranked first in the list of revenge that the Tang State must kill. It was for this reason that after the war, the head of the sect sent him to the south, and it was not until the Light Festival that he returned to Momoyama.

Ning Que looked at him outside the fence, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't see a trace of anger, but this absolute calmness really showed his attitude, because he would only be so calm when he looked at the dead.

From the perspective of the Taoism of the South Gate Temple, He Mingchi should be regarded as his senior brother, but in his eyes, He Mingchi is already a dead man, and in the eyes of all Tang people, He Mingchi can only be a dead man.

He Mingchi pushed open the fence, walked into the cell, put the food and water in the food box on the stone table, and then gently lifted the placket of the Taoist robe, sat down on the stone chair, and looked at Ning Que on the stone bed.

Unlike Ning Que's calm and ruthless eyes, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, some envy, some jealousy, some fear, some sympathy, and some admiration.

He Mingchi was in Chang'an City, always holding a butter paper umbrella under his arm, bowing slightly and walking between the Imperial City and the South Gate Temple, compared with Ning Que, he was so low-key and did not attract attention at all.

Now Ning Que naturally knows that this is just a deliberate appearance of him, and his status in the Haotian Dao Sect is only afraid that it will be far beyond people's imagination, otherwise it is impossible for the Lord and the Master of the Sect to entrust him with such an important task, and he will not be qualified to enter the Pavilion to see himself. If Longqing is the glorious god of beauty in the sunlight of the Xiling Temple, He Mingchi is the relative hidden in the shadow of the Xiling Temple.

This person's city is extremely deep, and the cultivation realm is only afraid that he has already surpassed the upper realm of Dongxuan, even after the rebellion of Chang'an, no one in the Tang Kingdom still knows whether this person knows the destiny of heaven or not, of course, now that Ning Que has become a wasted person, He Mingchi's true realm has nothing to do with him.

Ning Que just felt a little regretful, when he was in Taoshan Qianping to bear the apocalypse, pointing in all directions, and being invincible in the world, he had looked for the trace of He Mingchi, but he didn't know if this person had an unimaginable ability to predict danger, or if he was extremely lucky, he actually left the god in charge of the sect in advance, and he didn't know where to hide.

He Mingchi didn't speak, Ning Que naturally didn't speak, he had no interest in talking to this person, so the silence in the cell continued until an extremely soft voice sounded.

A drop of water fell from the front of the butter-paper umbrella to the ground.

Ning Que looked at the stone window and found that he could only see the gray sky, and he couldn't see the rain.

He Mingchi said: "It's raining outside, but it's a pity that you can't see it here." ”

Ning Que said: "You can't be caught in the rain, no matter how you look at it, it can't be considered a bad thing." ”

He Mingchi said: "If it never rains, it can't be considered a good thing. ”

"You can't be here to ask me about things, because even Guan Zhu and Xiong Chumo are not qualified to ask about those things, and you are even less qualified, so what can you do here? Look at my captivity and get some kind of pleasure? Not seeing the rain is one of them? But why do I always feel that you are jealous of me?"

Ning Que looked at the stone window and said, there was no emotion in his voice.

He Mingchi was silent for a moment and said, "I'm really jealous of you. ”

Ning Que looked at him and said: "A character like me, there are 10,000 reasons why people are jealous, if a person is too good, there is no way, you don't have to feel inferior because of this." ”

He Mingchi laughed at himself and said: "Being in prison, it is impossible for this life to leave Taoshan alive, but I am still so confident and proud, I am indeed inferior to you in this regard." ”

Ning Que said: "On all sides

You are not as good as me, there is no need to doubt this. He Mingchi said: "That's your own opinion, it doesn't represent my opinion, yes, I'm really jealous of you, because I don't understand why Haotian let you live." ”

Ning Que saw the melancholy and piety in the depths of his quiet eyes, and he understood the subtle reasons, and said, "Your level is too far from these things. ”

He Mingchi said: "In Chang'an City, I followed Haotian's shadow and walked, and under the call of her will, I destroyed the Amazing God Array, and I am the closest mortal to her in this world. ”

Ning Que said: "No one can be closer to her than me. ”

He Mingchi said: "Yes, so I am jealous of you.

Ning Que said, "Jealousy is easy to drive people crazy, or you can try to kill me." ”

He Mingchi was silent for a moment and then said, "No one can go against Haotian's will. ”

Ning Que said: "My teacher has done it, my uncle has done it, and I have done it many times. ”

He Mingchi said: "So Mr. Fu and Mr. Ke are dead. ”

Ning Que said: "But I'm still alive. ”

He Mingchi said: "Yes. ”

Ning Que said: "If I live, I can prove that Haotian can't do anything." ”

He Mingchi said: "Yes. ”

Ning Que said, "So you really want to kill me." ”

The conversation eventually brought him back to that crucial point, because he knew very well how he was blasphemous in the hearts of a devout Taoist like He Mingchi.

He Mingchi stood up silently and put the butter paper umbrella back under his armpit.

Ning Que reminded: "The umbrella is wet, and it looks indecent when the armpits are wet, and it is easy for people to guess that you have a fox smell." In the same way, if you want to kill me, don't have murderous intent towards me, otherwise it will be difficult to succeed. ”

He Mingchi held the butter paper umbrella in his hand, looked at the water stains on the ground in front of his feet, and asked a little puzzled: "Why do I think you really seem to want to be killed by me?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "This is still something you can't understand. ”

If he died, Sangsang would die, the academy and the Tang Kingdom would be able to win this war, the teacher's chances of victory in heaven would be much greater, and there would be hope in the world, and he was tortured by Ling Chi's pain continuously, he was already on the verge of collapse, and he had many reasons to die.

But he didn't want to commit suicide and didn't want Sangsang to die, because he was afraid that because he was reluctant, he wanted to be killed, so that he could die with Sangsang, at least, that was not something he could control.

He Mingchi didn't understand what he meant, but he felt a strong humiliation, and said with a mockery: "Now that you have no possibility of killing me, will you feel a little regretful?"

Ning Que said: "I used to regret it, but now I won't." Because I suddenly realized that although I am a waste now, there are still countless ways to kill you, to put it in more accurate words, if I want to leave Momoyama or the world, I will kill you first, which means that you will not live for a few days. ”

He Mingchi still couldn't understand his words, but he didn't know why, but he felt a chill surging up in his heart, and he asked, "How can you kill me?"

Ning Que looked at him and said, "If Haotian wants you to die, how long can you live?"

He Mingchi retold the conversation in the hidden pavilion, and not a word was missed.

"Although you have made great contributions to Daomen in Chang'an City, if something like today's happens, then I can only crush your bones to ashes. ”

The head of the sect looked at He Mingchi, who was kneeling under the stone steps, and said.

His figure in the veil was very tall, and although everyone knew that he was just a thin Taoist after the Light Festival, he was still radiant in the temple, and no one dared to question him.

At this time, he was reprimanding He Mingchi, but his voice was so humble, because he knew that if the one in the Temple of Light was willing to listen, he would be able to hear his own voice.

He Mingchi said: "I don't understand why Haotian didn't execute Ning Que. ”

He knew that Haotian was on top of Peach Mountain, and he knew that Haotian knew everything, but he still raised his own doubts, which did not mean that he had lost his awe, but because he thought that he was thinking about the Daomen, and his piety would definitely be understood by Haotian.

Including him, there are many people in the Xiling Temple who don't understand, why Ning Que has never been executed, you must know that as soon as this person dies, the Shocking Array will lose its master, and then ask the two seniors to kill a few gentlemen in the academy, Chang'an will be broken, and the Tang Kingdom and the academy will be destroyed.

The head of the sect frowned slightly, and reprimanded in displeasure: "Haotian's will, how can we mediocre mortals understand? You are not qualified to think about these things. ”

He Mingchi lowered his head and was silent for a long time, he suddenly felt that just like Ning Que wanted to be killed, Haotian or at this time also needed his own help, but this kind of thought was too disrespectful, and at the slightest thought, he was extremely frightened, and he couldn't help himself.

In order to dispel this panic, he remembered an important matter, and reported: "I heard that the judgment god seat is in a bad mood these days, and occasionally looks at the Temple of Light from afar. ”

...... (To be continued.)