The twilight faded, and the night fell into the world, but it was divided into incomparably fragmented by the lights that rose everywhere in the world.

The water was standing in the courtyard of the Wuwu Demon Mansion, and the table where Mei Xiyu drank that day was still there, and some of the sparse night fell there.

The white-clothed waiter stood by the pool and watched the night for a long time, then walked to the low table, sat down there, took the pot of cold wine on the table, poured himself a glass, drank silently for a while, and then called the next person.

"Where's the Yu?"

This demon mansion demon seems to be a little mysterious lately.

The water in the bottle probably finally realized this.

The man hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "The little one hasn't seen Lord Yu for a few days....."

Shui Zaiju raised his eyebrows, sat there quietly, looked at the wine glass in his hand, and said calmly after a while: "I know." ”

But the man didn't leave, but just stood there with a bow.

Shui Zaiju turned to look at him and said, "Is there anything else?" ”

The man was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "Today the little one seems to have heard some news, saying that it is ..... His Majesty has returned. ”

Shui Zaihua still sat calmly, drank the wine in the cup, and said lightly: "Of course, Your Majesty is coming back, which is naturally a good thing." ”

The subordinate of the Siwu Demon Mansion suddenly knelt down with a thud, lying in the courtyard with teary eyes, choking and saying: "The villain is willing to follow the adults and go to the soup and fire......"

The water in the bottle looked at the demon demon very calmly.

"You shouldn't have followed me to the soup."

The white-clothed waiter drank wine and watched the night moon and lights in the world.

"But Your Majesty."

The servant fell on his knees weeping bitterly.

The sound of water in the bottle is as calm as a pool of cold water.

"There will be a new owner in the Wuwu Demon Mansion in the future. But there will only be one majesty in the world. Get up. ”

The man did not get up, but knelt there for a long time.

Shui Zaiju looked at the appearance of the man, but laughed softly, took a sip of the wine glass, then put down the wine glass and stood up, walked to the man's side, and said slowly: "So where is Yunyu?" ”

The man seemed to be extremely grieved, and he knelt there as if he was extremely excited, trembling all over, and said intermittently, "In ..... In Miyagi .... Over there in Miyagi. ”

Shui Zaihua sighed deeply, walked past the man to the edge of the pool, lowered his head and saw himself in the pool that shone on the bright moon, and then arranged his robe very carefully.

Until meticulous, until it is generous.

Tonight's Noon Demon Mansion was extremely silent.

When the water bottle walked in those gardens, both sides were full of demon people.

The white-clothed attendant didn't say anything, just walked calmly past them. until they stopped in front of the huge mansion.

The water in the bottle seemed to suddenly remember something, looked up at the heavenly dome of the world where the bright moon and the spark were hanging together, and said softly: "Where is my umbrella?" ”

The people of the Demon Mansion were silent for a long time, and then someone silently took the blue umbrella of the water bottle.

Shui Zaihua quietly looked at the umbrella in his hand, maybe still thinking about such a young man, and after a long time, he said calmly: "Let's go." ”

......

In fact, it is very difficult to see the Lord of Heaven and the people in the court walking together.

It's just that tonight in Huaidu is hanging high on the street, next to the black-robed willow white ape, but the adult from Zhongshu Province is standing.

The middle book under the door has always been the position of the chief assistant in the Gale Dynasty.

Before the water was in the bottle, the subordinate of the Siwu Demon Mansion, the decision-making authority of many things in the world had actually been in the hands of Zhongshu Ling.

And the ruling of Shangshu Province can be traced back to the time of Huai'an in the previous dynasty.

The fifty-year-old Zhongshu Ling, while looking at the lights flowing in the night of the world, was also very surprised to look at the Huaidu ape next to him, who was always smiling gently.

"I thought the prison master would go and see Your Majesty today."

Liu Qinghe laughed softly and said, "I naturally have a long way to go, so why rush for a while? The story ends tonight, and it's never too late to see you tomorrow. ”

When Zhongshu Ling heard this, he also understood what Liu Qinghe meant, and looked in the direction of the Siwu Demon Mansion with some melancholy, and said softly: "Does the Heavenly Hell really think that Lord Shizhong is still loyal to Your Majesty?" ”

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "This kind of thing, Lord Zhongshu Ling should know better than me, isn't it?" ”

Zhongshu Ling suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Qinghe, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean, Lord Prison Master?" ”

Liu Qinghe laughed softly: "In the thousand years of the Great Wind Dynasty, there have been some very unique official positions, for example, five hundred years ago, a certain official secretary once held the position of the same subordinate Zhongshu Pingzhangshi. The three provinces of Huaidu, Shangshu Ling adults are naturally useless, and only the left and right servants have some real power, but the two provinces of Zhongshu have always been in the highest decision-making center in the world. ”

The tall prison master looked at the Zhongshu Ling and said softly, "Although the Siwu Demon Mansion was very prosperous, how could the Zhongshu Province have ever withdrawn from the center of power? ”

The Zhongshu Ling stood there silently and said softly, "It turns out that the prison master actually knows a lot of things better than anyone else. ”

Liu Qinghe turned his head and greeted the May sword wind that was blowing in his face and was quite fierce.

"After all, the predecessor of Heavenly Hell was the Ghost Suppression Division."

The so-called town ghost is naturally different from the town demon.

Back then, the Huangliang Town Demon Division was to suppress the demon clan in the world, and the Demon Town Division was never for those ghosts of the Styx, but for the ghosts in the hearts of the world.

Zhongshu Ling was silent for a long time.

Liu Qinghe said softly: "In fact, the rumors released by the world are fake, and the Heavenly Hell has never found such an intersection between the Wuwu Demon Mansion and many things. ”

The Lord of Heaven and Hell slowly pulled out a case file from under his generous black robe.

When Zhongshu Ling saw such a thing, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"But unfortunately, we found something related to Lord Zhongshuling."

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "The Demon Mansion Tree is very popular, and they probably know that the Heavenly Hell will always be watching them, so they haven't done many things in person. This really made the investigation of the Heavenly Prison and the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department come to an impasse for a while. ”

That case file, Liu Qinghe did not hand it to the Zhongshu Ling, but just calmly placed it on the guardrail of the hanging street, which was blown a little noisily by the night wind.

Zhongshu Ling turned his head back, then sighed softly and said slowly, "Yes." ”

After a long time, the lord continued: "Actually, when Your Majesty returned to the capital today, and I received an invitation from the prison master for the first time, I had already guessed a lot of things. ”

Liu Qinghe looked at him and said, "But you're still here." ”

Zhongshuling smiled bitterly and said, "I can't think of it." But what if I don't come? ”

Heavenly Hell's invitation, in Huaidu, probably no one can refuse.

This hanging street, which was extremely high above the ground and the sound of the wind was far away, gradually fell silent.

There were pedestrians walking past the two in a hurry or leisurely.

They may know Liu Qinghe, but they may not know this Zhongshu Ling who is wearing a regular uniform.

After all, the world really only knows about the Siwu Demon Mansion and the white-clothed waiter.

It took a long time before Liu Qinghe said slowly: "A person like Emperor Huai, although he is the pinnacle of emperors in the world, will inevitably end up with a lifetime of infamy, this is something that has been done before, so why do you want to do such a tragic thing again?" ”

Zhongshu Ling smiled softly and said, "Doesn't the prison master know that what has been done will be there again in the future?" Be decisive and sharp, for the world, it will certainly bring short-term pain, but the long-term accumulation of hidden dangers may not be able to overturn the building. We naturally admit that the Heavenly Engineering Division already has the strength and confidence to coexist with the cultivation world, but that is still not enough. The world is the same, only the power of the emperor is higher than everything in the world, and it was stupid for Huangliang Zuocheng to want to divide power in the world. Like the Sword Sect of the world, the forces that divide the south and can almost compete with Huaidu, in the long run, will naturally become a disaster in the world, the story on the slanting platform, I don't believe that the prison lord has never been sleepless all night. ”

Liu Qinghe turned his head to look in the direction of the inclined platform and said softly, "That's nature. ”

Those sword cultivators who sit and watch the moon by the sword have actually always been the most troublesome thing in the Heavenly Hell.

Therefore, at the beginning, the prison master also tried to use the matter under the young man's umbrella to test the attitude of those sword cultivators.

Zhong Shuling continued: "It's just that Lord Shizhong and I probably didn't think that there would be such an organization as Chapter 19 in the world, and they acted more decisively than us, in a sense, it was the fulfillment of me and Lord Shizhong. ”

Li Shi and Zhang Xiaoyu, two Taoists from the view of mountains and rivers, are extremely sincere in breaking the pattern of the world.

Liu Qinghe looked at Zhongshu Ling quietly, and then said slowly: "You don't believe Your Majesty so much? ”

Zhongshuling said calmly: "It is precisely because we are willing to believe in Your Majesty that we will do such things. ”

Liu Qinghe let out a long sigh and said, "It makes sense. ”

I believe that Your Majesty is a wise man, and you will be generous and determined to think for Your Majesty's world.

The Zhongshu Ling didn't say anything more, and the cause and effect of such a story had naturally been clearly narrated.

It took a long time for Liu Qinghe to slowly open the case file placed on the guardrail.

Surprisingly, it was empty, there was nothing.

"I have to admit that Lord Zhongshu Ling is indeed very cautious, many things are done without leakage, and the slightest rumor in the world has never been heard, and it is probably difficult for the world to think of the court, in fact, there is a Zhongshu Order that can be jointly resolved with Lord Shizhong."

Liu Qinghe quietly flipped through the case file, handed it to Zhongshu Ling, and said softly: "Actually, about Lord Zhongshu Ling, Heavenly Prison also didn't find anything. ”

Zhongshuling silently took the blank case file, and then let out a long sigh and said, "Actually, whether there is or not, probably doesn't matter anymore." There are suspicions in heaven. That's the biggest proof of this. ”

Liu Qinghe stood on the hanging street with his hands in his hands, looked down at the streets and alleys of Huaidu under the hanging street, and said calmly: "Yes." ”

Below, a teenager was walking quietly with an umbrella, perhaps to catch some end of the story.

Zhongshuling probably saw such a young man as well, and it took a long time before he whispered, "Can I have a name?" ”

Liu Qinghe was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "This is a story that the world has never heard of, and it probably doesn't matter if there is a name or not. ”

The Zhongshu Ling didn't say anything, the fifty-year-old man was probably still in good health, so he climbed the hanging street guardrail very easily, opened his arms, like a big bird that had been black in the night, but he also looked back at Liu Qinghe very seriously, thought about it, and said, "You said that if I fell from here, would it scare him?" ”

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows, looked down again, and then said sincerely: "Probably will." ”

So the big black bird suddenly passed through the alleys of the world, and smashed to the ground with the overflowing lights.

......

The boy was indeed taken aback, when such a man suddenly fell from the hanging street, and fell in front of him very dullly, smashing his head and bleeding, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The boy even subconsciously wanted to pull out the peach blossom sword behind him.

It's just that the man didn't seem to have anything, so he simply died there, and a large area of blood like a spring flower slowly flowed out from under that body.

The boy silently raised his hand to wipe the puddle of blood that had splashed on the umbrella bone, then raised his head, and looked at the upper floors of the hanging street like all the frightened people of the world.

A black-robed man was leaning against the railing.

The boy was silent for a long time, then lowered his head and looked at the corpse.

Probably to prevent the boy from remembering himself, or perhaps to scare the boy, the man was on the ground, so when someone turned the man over in a panic, he only saw a bloody and almost flat face.

Probably like those conversations on the hanging street.

Of course, the world knows the Servant.

But I don't know Lord Zhongshuling.

So it really doesn't matter if you have a name or not.

The boy watched in silence for a long time, then held his umbrella and continued to walk forward.

......

After the Zhongshu made the adult fall from the hanging street, another adult came here, lying on the guardrail, squinting and staring, and looked at it for a long time before he looked up at Liu Qinghe and said, "Who just fell?" ”

Liu Qinghe looked at the master of the Tiangong Division, and said with a sigh: "No one, just a passer-by who has lost his footing." ”

Song Yingxin looked at Liu Qinghe speechlessly and said, "Aren't passers-by human?" ”

Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "So you see I'm sighing very sincerely." ”

Song Yingxin sighed wistfully and said, "Forget it, anyway, I don't care what you want to do in Heavenly Hell." ”

Liu Qinghe just smiled slightly, looked at Song Yingxin and said, "What are you doing in Huaidu?" See Your Majesty? ”

Song Yingxin nodded, and then said slowly: "It's just that it seems that tonight's story is not prepared for me, so I probably need to wait." ”

Liu Qinghe quietly looked in the direction of Miyagi and didn't say anything.

Song Yingxin looked at the night that was probably not calm tonight for a long time, and it was difficult to calm down with the sword light on the inclined platform, and the same was true for those streets and alleys in Huaidu.

"I seem to suddenly understand why you asked me to send that Great Yi Bow to Yu Yu."

Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "After all, he is in a bottle, and he is indeed not a big traitor." Since you always have to die, it's better to die innocently. ”

Song Yingxin sighed and said: "That's true, if Lord Shizhong really dies like this, probably he will really be hated by the world for a long time." But if the Siwu Demon Mansion rebels, and Shui Zaiju chooses to prove himself with death, he will always be able to leave some suspense for the world to solve. But you said that if Your Majesty knew that I had handed over the Great Yi Bow to the Siwu Demon Mansion, would we be unlucky? ”

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yingxin, and said with some surprise: "You really gave it?" ”

Song Yingxin snorted coldly and said, "Of course I won't really give it, this is a story that may fall to Huaidu, how can I really give it to him?" I gave him a very good bow, and I also gave him a sword with a strong fairy spirit, and then told him that this was the bow of Dayi. Anyway......"

Liu Qinghe smiled softly and said, "Anyway, the world has never seen the bow of Dayi. ”

The fish must not be separated from the abyss, and the sharp weapon of the country must not be shown to others.

Song Yingxin stood in the night wind with a sigh, and said softly: "These storms in Huaidu are indeed coming to an end, but not necessarily in the world. ”

Liu Qinghe looked at Song Yingxin for a long time, and then asked, "So what did you find?" ”

Song Yingxin said softly: "Do you remember Your Majesty's birthday eleven years ago? ”

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows.

Song Yingxin was about to continue, but he stopped talking with a strange expression, and looked at the world in surprise.

Liu Qinghe also looked at that place, and then gradually narrowed his eyes.

In those streets and alleys of Huaidu, there are many big demons from the Siwu Demon Mansion, who are heading towards the direction of Miyagi, as if echoing the restless sword intent of the slanting platform on the high place of Huaidu.

And at the end of this hanging street, there is a white-clothed demon holding a green umbrella, which is slowly coming there.

Liu Qinghe turned his head to look at the bottle of water that came over, and then suddenly sighed, and said slowly: "Why bother with the waiter? ”

The water stopped not far from the hanging street, looked at Liu Qinghe with a slight smile and said, "Lord Prison Master, I have received it." Just ......"

The white-clothed waiter stood under the umbrella, turned his head, and quietly overlooked the Huaidu like a picture scroll of mountains in full bloom.

"It's just that in the world for thousands of years, it doesn't matter whether the water is clean in the bottle or not."

Shui Zaiju smiled slightly, turned around, stepped on the wind of the bright moon and high sky, and headed in the direction of Miyagi.

"Today, the Siwu Demon Mansion is rebelling, and the Huaidu Sect is serving water in the bottle, intending to plot the throne."

Liu Qinghe and Song Yingxin both stood there in silence, watching the white-clothed demon slowly leave.

And he died.

Water in the bottle said.

Song Yingxin was silent for a long time, and said very melancholy: "When did he change his mind?" ”

Liu Qinghe thought seriously for a long time, looked at the umbrella held by the white clothes, and then said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Probably when he held the umbrella." ”