After the end of the mausoleum, Li Yunsheng did not leave with the hundred officials.

Because, the original father is buried not far away.

When leaving, Jiang Qingying glanced at the location where Li Ling was buried.

In fact, after so many years, she also wanted to pay homage to Uncle Lee.

It's just that every time I visit the tomb, I come here as the emperor.

Therefore, it is impossible to run in front of hundreds of officials to pay respects to the deceased minister.

Liu Quan and Xiao Taro had no way to follow the Holy Driver, so they came earlier.

Of course, they just came by the trail.

In front of the tombstone of Li Ling, when Liu Quan arrived here with a small taro, he found that Wei Xiang had knelt in front of the tomb at some point.

Liu Quan placed the sacrifices, glanced at Wei Xiang, who was kneeling on the ground, and didn't ask much.

Little Taro glanced at the sumptuous offerings, and couldn't help but think of the time when he was wandering.

Every Qingming, I would run to the cemetery and wait, and when everyone was done worshipping, I would walk around the cemetery.

When there is a tribute left, she will respectfully kowtow and take half of it.

It was the only day where you didn't have to go hungry.

As the firelight flickered, her thoughts were pulled back.

She tugged at Liu Quan's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"Who is this?"

Liu Quan explained.

"This is the tomb of the old man."

"Old man?" Little Taro looked thoughtful, "Childe's father? ”

Liu Quan nodded.

"Yes."

After a while, Li Yunsheng walked over and saw Wei Xiang kneeling on the ground at a glance.

In front of her, there was a board that had been burned into charcoal.

Li Yunsheng looked at Liu Quan with an inquiring look.

Liu Quan understood, quietly moved his steps, and then whispered in his ear.

"When I came, I knelt here, like I knelt all night."

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng walked to the tombstone step by step.

Then, he knelt lightly beside Wei Xiang.

In fact, during the Qingming Festival in the first year, he knelt in front of Li Ling's tomb to worship, and his heart was still a little awkward.

He is the creator god of the world, and he actually wants to kneel down the role of his own creation.

Moreover, it is also a character who has never appeared.

At that time, if he wasn't afraid of showing his feet in front of Wei Xiang, he wouldn't have knelt.

It's just that now he has integrated into this world and this identity.

Since he is Li Yunsheng, it is natural to pay respects.

Moreover, this time he was sincere in his worship.

On the side, Wei Xiang slowly turned his head and glanced at Li Yunsheng, but did not speak.

In this way, Li Yunsheng didn't ask anything, and Wei Xiang didn't say anything.

It wasn't until the worship was over that Li Yunsheng got up, and Wei Xiang on the side suddenly kowtowed three times.

Just when Li Yunsheng wanted to see what kind of fame Wei Xiang was going to do, she took out the short knife - Cold Moon.

Then, he slowly got up and faced Li Yunsheng.

Hold the knife in both hands and push forward.

"Give it back to you."

Li Yunsheng looked down at the short knife in front of him, and naturally recognized at a glance that this was the one he gave away during the Chinese New Year.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand what it means to return what he sent out?

"Didn't I say I'll give it to you."

Wei Xiang shook his head, and then shook the short knife hanging from his waist.

"I already have it."

As soon as Liu Quan saw the knife on Wei Xiang's waist, he felt distressed.

That cost him 10,000 taels! Ten thousand taels!

As for the knife on Wei Xiang's waist, Li Yunsheng naturally knew that Liu Quan paid for it when he bought it in the West Market.

It's just that although the knife was bought for 10,000 taels, it was still worse than Hanyue.

Seeing that he refused to answer for a long time, Wei Xiang pushed forward with both hands.

Helpless, Li Yunsheng took the short knife, people don't want it, and he can't give it hard.

At the moment when he took the short knife, Wei Xiang's shoulders relaxed slightly, and then revealed a bright and clear smile.

Just when Li Yunsheng was still trying to understand what was going on, Wei Xiang had already pulled the little taro and turned to leave.

Moreover, he hummed an unknown tune in his mouth.

Li Yunsheng looked at the knife in his hand again, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Why?"

Wei Xiang didn't look back, just shouted at the sky in the distance.

"Don't kill the immortals."

A sentence of not killing immortals, suddenly pulled Li Yunsheng's memories back to the Chinese New Year's Eve where the knife was sent.

On that day, he said, "I am a god from heaven who came down to earth and came to the world to experience."

For this kind of deception to children, Wei Xiang naturally didn't believe it.

So, he asked again: What if there are really immortals?

And Wei Xiang's answer: I haven't killed immortals.

Although he said that, Li Yunsheng obviously saw a god-slaughtering momentum in Wei Xiang's eyes at the beginning.

Therefore, when he sent the short knife out, he said to Wei Xiang - kill the immortals, this knife is faster.

Although neither of them said it explicitly, they understood the meaning of it.

Li Yunsheng pulled out his short knife and went back to look at Li Ling's tomb on the side.

So—she won't make a move on me, whether I'm Li Yunsheng or not.

Thinking of this, Li Yunsheng also put down a stone in his heart.

"Liu Quan, go back."

"Yes, Xiangye."

Liu Quan didn't understand, he was happy to return the knife, and he was happy to take back the knife, why he was the only one who was injured.

10,000 taels!

……

A month later.

Northern Qi Imperial Palace.

On the dragon couch, Yelucan is like a full-powered engine.

However, his body suddenly stopped, and then he looked down at his body in shock.

Looking at it in a state of collapse, the sense of fear and despair hit my heart again.

At this moment, he panicked.

At this time, Su Wanwan was cursing Li Yunsheng in her heart, and the elixir she sent was like it was for livestock.

Moreover, Yelucan has been suppressed for so many years, so he has a vengeful behavior.

Every day is not idle, and one person will be chosen to sleep.

Su Wanwan is now very glad that she is not the only one in this palace, otherwise she would be stabbed to death sooner or later.

Of course, this is also good for her, and the queen has no energy to settle accounts with her anymore.

Soon, she noticed no movement.

"Is Your Majesty tired?"

Yelucan turned around, not wanting Su Wanwan to see her appearance.

"Yes, I'm a little tired, by the way, you said the Taoist priest last time, what's his name?"

"What Taoist?"

As soon as the words came out, Su Wanwan immediately reacted.

Then, while Yelucan was pondering, he grabbed it and immediately discovered the abnormality.

The air was suddenly quiet, and Yelucan stared at Su Wanwan with a gloomy face.

However, Su Wanwan had already prepared and fed a pill to his mouth with herself.

"He is the head of the Jingming Mountain of Chu State, and the Taoist number is Duanyun."

Goo.

With the pill in his abdomen, Yelucan immediately asked.

"What is this?"

"Your Majesty left too hurriedly last time, and the concubine forgot to say it.

This pill is called Qilin Dan, and it cannot completely eradicate His Majesty's illness, and one pill can only last for a month. ”

"A month?"

At the moment of sagehood, Yelucan thought a lot at once.

"In other words, I can't do without this elixir in the future?"

(End of chapter)