Chapter 9: Voluntary Submissions

Because it was a gift from an envoy from a neighboring country.

The cat was eventually rescued, but a maid died in the lake.

At that time, she still remembered what Mama said, "This cat's life is much more than the life of the palace maid." ”

Is it human nature to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage?

Zhao Yuanling shook his head, "No one would be willing to exchange their lives for the life of an irrelevant person, if there is, then they are forced to be helpless." ”

"I was not forced to be helpless, and the minister volunteered to exchange his life for his life."

The room was silent for a moment, even the wind was still.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Yuanling spoke: "This is the purpose of your coming tonight?" ”

Mo Bai lowered his head, clenched his hands involuntarily, and replied firmly, "Yes." ”

He knew that her thoughts had always been very different from others.

She said: People are born with high and low, which is destined by God, but in my case, as long as it is fate, it is equal.

He didn't know why the princess had such thoughts. Even if someone does something wrong, she will smile and forgive, without the slightest royal majesty.

So Mo Bai didn't plan to find someone to absorb the spirit, he volunteered to exchange his life for her to live.

Then there will be no guilt.

Mo Bai slowly stood up, looking at Zhao Yuanling's gaze with a different emotion from usual, his eyes as cold as frost faded into soft autumn waves, and there seemed to be a spark burning under the calm autumn waves, scorching and blazing.

She doesn't remember him anymore, and that's okay.

Anyway, she saved her life, but she just gave it back to her. He won't regret it, just a little bit...... Regretful.

"You're right, if I would have chosen the general's life." Zhao Yuanling said lightly.

There is no shame in being selfish, the general can save more people by surviving, and the sacrifice of those ten soldiers is worth it.

After a moment of silence, she laughed softly, but a layer of cold frost seemed to form in her eyes, "However, this should not be chosen by others, but by asking the general if he wants to live." ”

"Are you willing to bear these ten lives to live for them?"

The dead can unload everything, and the surviving will live forever in the shadows, and no one asks: do you want to live.

They tacitly accept that living is the supreme choice, and what a terrible thing it is to die, but they don't know that the people who can bear all this are the people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Zhao Yuanling's wooden hairpin was taken off his head, and his black hair was scattered like a waterfall in an instant.

The other end of the hairpin emitted a sharp cold light, she gently pressed it against her neck, raised her eyelashes, and said in a very calm tone: "If I am that general, it is better to die than to live forever in sin, but to be happy with a knife." ”

"Princess!"

Mo Bai subconsciously stretched out his hand, but was stopped by the fierceness in her eyes.

"I have wavered before, but now that I have made up my mind, if you take your liberty to exchange your life for mine, then I will not hesitate to end myself."

To exchange the death of others for one's own life, and to say that it will not be shaken is false. But if she replaced others with people close to her, she would rather not.

Mo Bai's thoughts made her more determined to make her choice.

The others in her eyes are not the people close to them in the eyes of others, but they are just blinders.

She doesn't want anyone's life.

The evening breeze outside the window blew slowly, and the lack of moon lifted the dark clouds and cast a layer of dim silver light on the heavens and the earth.

His brow furrowed, as if he was holding back something.

It was the first time Zhao Yuanling had seen such a complicated expression on his face.

Incomprehensible, uncomfortable, hopeless, painful, struggling, a pair of dark eyes blended with the night as if silently shouting: What should I do?

Zhao Yuanling stretched out his hand and carefully smoothed his frowning brows, "The ink guard in my eyes is resolute and decisive, but I didn't expect that there would be times when he hesitated." ”

A slightly cool touch spread on his brows, and Mo Bai's expression was slightly stunned. In a moment he lifted his eyelashes and clasped the hand.

"Ministers always follow ......"

"Ahem." A cough interrupted Mo Bai's words.

Outside the door, the armadillo was poking out his little head and looking at the two of them.

"Am I here at the wrong time?"

Zhao Yuanling quickly let go of her hand, her cheeks were a little hot, and she pretended to be calm: "It's so late, what's the matter?" ”

The armadillo smiled and jumped in, "I know how to find the spirit without taking people's lives." ”

On a sunny day, the Spring Breeze Pavilion is already a song and dance.

The street facing Chunfeng Pavilion happens to be the most crowded place, and women have to cover their eyes when they pass by, while men turn their heads three times in one step, and their eyes wander upstairs. "Guest officer, please."

"Come on, play with the slaves."

“……”

On the balcony on the second floor, there are a few girls dressed coolly, and from time to time they leak a fragrant shoulder and throw a wink, and their voices are like a warbler's cry crisp and loud.

The armadillo opened its mouth and tilted its head dizzyingly.

Hehe smiled and said: "These sisters are so beautiful, with big breasts and big butts, if I am a man, I can't help it." ”

"Wake up, saliva is going to flow out." Zhao Yuanling nodded her little head, her brows furrowed slightly, and she only felt a little noisy.

Mo Bai looked into the distance without squinting, and turned a deaf ear to the greeting of the girl in the Qinglou.

"Is this what you call the place to find the spirit?"

The armadillo wiped the corners of her mouth before she thought of what she was doing on the street, and she smiled and said, "Yes, look here." ”

I saw that there was a half-meter-wide path next to the green building, and many notices were pasted on the wall, and the yellowed paper was wet and wrinkled by the rain, and the handwriting was so hard to see the original appearance.

"Catch ...... Goblin? ”

The armadillo nodded, "Yes, it's a demon hunting order, but no one dares to take it, so almost no one here comes to see it." ”

In the people, the people were troubled by demons, so a profession was born: demon hunters.

But after all, it is a profession linked to life, and no one dares to take on these tasks without two brushes.

And the remuneration is so high that demon hunting Taoists are popular among the people.

But this is not something that anyone can do, most of the half-barrel water Taoist priests who want to make money die in the demon belly, and only Taoist priests who really have some skills can survive.

There were very few of these demon hunters, and they quickly became famous in the official circles.

But not everyone can afford to hire a demon hunter, so they have to put up a demon hunting order on the bulletin board to try their luck and practice for those demon hunters who are halfway out of the house or have average skills.

The big demon and the little demon are all demons, and they can kill you if you're not careful. No one wants to take such a big risk and get paid so little. As a result, a state of polarization has been formed in the demon hunting circle, many shallow demon hunting Taoists are hungry and can't afford to eat steamed buns, and the high demon hunting Taoists are not worried about food and clothing, and some even become officials.

It's really a drought that dies of drought and a waterlogging.

"What are we doing to catch demons? I've seen quite a few demons in the night market here before. ”

Although Zhao Yuanling also wants to eliminate harm for the people, it is difficult to protect himself now. What's more, when she goes to hunt demons, it's just to fill their stomachs.

The armadillo waved his hand, "Those demons are all good demons that suck the essence of heaven and earth, and what we want to catch are those evil demons who do evil." ”

"Is the demon still good or bad?" Zhao Yuanling was puzzled.

"Of course, the good demons have not harmed anyone, and the people are happy to be friends with them, only those pedantic old stubborn ones in the imperial city have wiped out all the good and bad demons, otherwise I would not have escaped from the imperial city."

Zhao Yuanling hung her head and was silent, it was the first time she knew that she was going to be good and bad, but she believed what her father said.

It is the nature of demons to be murderous, and once their true nature is revealed, people become their stomachs.

"Demons love to suck people's spirits, and if they spit them out of their own free will, you won't have to take the lives of others."

Zhao Yuanling's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect there to be such a method." "Don't be too happy, spirits are as important to demons as life, so they won't be handed over easily." The armadillo said slowly.

Zhao Yuanling nodded, "No matter what, it's much better than the previous method, thank you armadillo." She paused, and then asked, "But aren't you going to look for your people?" ”

The "spirits" are a very rare race, and their bones, blood, skin, and hair can all be used in medicine. And it is a high-quality medicinal material, and it is hard to find.

If his identity is revealed, he may not be able to save his life. In the eyes of the demon clan, it is also a fragrant bait, and if you eat it, you can cultivate it to a big rise.

She may have been lucky not to be found in the mountains and forests before, but now she is walking in the world, and there are many dangers, and Zhao Yuanling is very worried.

"It's okay, just look for it slowly." The armadillo had a playful face, completely unconcerned about whether he was worried about his life or not.

Hmph, who is she? Ancient Beasts! Who would dare to come and arrest her.

Since he knew that they were also going to the Imperial City, the armadillo planned to go with them.

After all, there is a person who is in charge of food, and he is better than himself no matter what.

She hadn't set foot in the imperial city for more than ten years, and she wasn't in a hurry for a while.

Since she said so, Zhao Yuanling did not continue.

These posted demon hunting orders were eroded by the wind and rain and could not be seen clearly, and only some words could be vaguely seen.

Zhao Yuanling had no choice but to pick a piece with clearer handwriting, "Looking for the old man, the Song Mansion ......"

Except for these five words, the other handwriting is messy.

"Why don't we go to this Song Mansion and take a look in person?" Armadillo suggested.

Zhao Yuanling frowned: "But this family surnamed Song, who knows how many there are?" ”

When he was worried, the armadillo asked a passer-by at random, and when the passer-by heard that it was the Song Mansion, he pointed to a certain direction very skillfully and said: "Go ahead and see a shop selling baked cakes, and then turn left and see it." "How do you know that the Song Mansion we are looking for is the Song Mansion you said?"

Passers-by looked at the demon hunt she was holding in her hand and waved their hands. said very firmly: "It's that one, you can't be wrong." ”

"But you went in vain, many demon hunters can't find anyone, I guess, people are not in this town at all."

It turned out that the Song Mansion was a well-known big family in the town, and I heard that it had some relationship with the emperor's relatives, and there were several money houses, shops and fields under its name.

The reason why I came to this poor and remote town to build a house is not only to let Mrs. Song be quiet, but also to find someone.

This Song Mansion said at the beginning, if you can find someone to offer a reward of 100 taels of gold, you are also a celebrity in the town, and almost every demon hunter Taoist has stepped on the Song Mansion.