The rebellion among the servants of Huaidu has finally come to an end.

With the fall of the Siwu Demon Mansion and the mysterious death of a certain Zhongshu Ling, many stories in Huaidu have been quiet.

Zhu Congwen walked out of Dali Temple quietly, and Gu Xiaoer was sitting on the opposite side of the street with a food box, which probably contained some noodles and base soup.

The scholar looked up at the world very melancholy.

The May afternoon sun is naturally clear, but when it falls among the high-rise buildings of Huaidu, it will inevitably be obscured by a lot of light, so a large shadow falls on those old and somewhat wet long streets, which have probably just risen from the bottom of Huaidu.

In the distance, someone was talking about something that had passed.

Zhu Congwen watched for a long time, then walked through the long street, walked to Gu Xiaoer's side and sat down.

"Is the squire-sama really dead?"

Zhu Congwen looked at Gu Xiaoer and asked.

There are a lot of indescribable relaxations in the look of the senior Xiao Er in the noodle shop, but when Zhu Congwen is here, he is probably still a lot more restrained, after all, people's joys and sorrows cannot be connected, but sometimes they can empathize.

Gu Xiaoer opened the food box in his hand, put it on his lap, mixed the noodle soup together, sprinkled it with cheeks, poured some green onion chili oil, handed it to Zhu Congwen, and said in a low voice: "Yes." ”

Zhu Congwen let out a long sigh, took the bowl of noodles from Gu Xiao's second-hand, picked a chopstick, stopped eating, and finally looked at Gu Xiaoer on the side, and said with a sad face: "Laugh if you want, I don't care." ”

Gu Xiaoer glanced at Zhu Congwen with a sigh, and then said, "You really should laugh when you say it, you may not know what happened." ”

Zhu Congwen ate noodles and said vaguely: "Isn't it that the Lord in the Servant was executed by His Majesty?" ”

It's just that Gu Xiaoer, who was beside him, had a happy look on his face, and said slowly: "It would be nice if it was really like this." ”

Zhu Congwen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoer and asked, "Isn't that so?" ”

Gu Xiaoer quietly looked at the people in the distance who were whispering about something, and said softly, "The Siwu Demon Mansion rebelled on the day His Majesty returned. ”

Zhu Congwen stopped what he was doing in a daze, and looked at Gu Xiaoer in disbelief, while the latter was talking with palpitations.

"Almost all the people in the Siwu Demon Mansion died outside the palace, and I heard that even the Zhongshu Ling Mansion was seized, and many people were beheaded."

Only then did this scholar finally understand why Gu Xiaoer had that very happy expression on his face.

In such a story in the world, as a scholar who has some unclear relationship with the Siwu Demon Mansion, it is indeed an extremely lucky thing to be able to come out of Dali Temple alive.

This scholar sat there in a daze, and after a long time, he looked at Gu Xiaoer in confusion and asked, "Why is this happening?" ”

Zhu Congwen really couldn't understand why the story of the Siwu Demon Mansion had finally come to such a point.

He thought that the death of the water in the bottle was only because of the death of the military department Shangshu and finally happened.

Gu Xiaoer naturally couldn't know the truth of many stories, so he just said: "It is said that it is because the Siwu Demon Mansion thought that His Majesty was seriously injured and attempted to usurp and rebel, but His Majesty only used a sword, so that the people of the entire Siwu Demon Mansion did not leave any living mouth. If you walk on the street now, you will see that there are many fewer demon clans in Huaidu. It is said that the rule of the middle of the day seems to be temporarily handed over to Qingtian Dao. ”

Zhu Congwen was silent for a long time, then lowered his head and ate noodles in a big gulp.

Palpitations do sometimes bring a feeling of hunger.

Gu Xiaoer turned his head to look at Zhu Congwen, and said very seriously: "Don't think about those so-called career things in the future, at least, in the last few years, you probably can't think of it." This is probably already a good thing. ”

Zhu Congwen just lowered his head and responded very dullly.

The two sat quietly at the door of Dali Temple in the afternoon, until the scholar finished eating the bowl of noodles, put the dishes and chopsticks into the food box, and covered the lid again, and then stood up with the food box, looked at the world for a long time, and then said softly: "Let's go back, Brother Gu." ”

Gu Xiaoer looked at Zhu Congwen for a long time, didn't say anything, just nodded.

The two little two quietly walked towards the south noodle restaurant in the south of the city.

Although the little two in the noodle restaurant usually like to make fun of Zhu Congwen, but at this time, seeing that this scholar really came back from Dali Temple safely, they also prepared a big meal for him very sincerely - invite him to eat hot pot.

Although the scholar wanted to say that he had not suffered any crimes in Dali Temple, and he had eaten the noodles sent by Gu Xiaoer when he came back, it was probably difficult to be hospitable.

And it's true that it's not going to a restaurant outside to consume, but their ingenious noodle hot pot.

After all, your own house is a noodle restaurant, so you can make a big pot in the back kitchen and just come over with some ingredients for the hot pot.

Zhu Congwen did not shirk in the end, and the two juniors closed the door of the store in the evening, went outside to buy wine, bought all kinds of food, and prepared a noodle hot pot for this scholar with a smile.

This very noisy dusk hot pot makes the end of this story less deserted.

In the middle, Gu Xiaoer drank to the top, squatted on the chair with a smile and leaned against the wall to look at the crowd and said, "I found out that in this story, in fact, in the final analysis, there is probably only one good person." ”

Zhu Congwen was holding the pills very seriously, glanced at Gu Xiaoer, and said, "Who, you?" ”

Gu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "It's not me, you can guess." ”

Several people guessed there with frowns on their brows for a long time, from His Majesty to Liu Qinghe to the young man and the Taoist named Mei Xiyu.

It wasn't until the end that Gu Xiaoer said mysteriously: "It's our shopkeeper." ”

Zhu Congwen was silent.

It seems to be true.

After all, throughout May, Gu Xiaoer and they were all coming around, saying that they were absent from work, saying that they would close in advance, and even as soon as the door was closed, they gathered to eat hot pot.

All the juniors laughed.

While they were laughing, there was a sudden knock on the door of the noodle restaurant that they had closed.

The noodle shop was silent for a moment.

Everyone looked at each other, and in the end, it was Gu Xiaoer, the big brother, who ran to open the door with the strength of wine.

I thought it was the shopkeeper who was an afterthought, and finally came to settle accounts with this group of lawless juniors, but when Gu Xiaoer saw the woman in a strange robe, he was still a little dazed, and he burped and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Although the dress was strange, the woman with an extraordinary bearing asked very calmly: "Has Zhu Congwen come back from Dali Temple?" ”

Zhu Congwen also saw the woman standing at the door of the store, and his expression was obviously a little shocked.

He didn't know the woman, but he knew the woman's robe.

That intricately decorated ancient robe was the robe of the spirit witch of the Huangliang Witch and Ghost Dao.

Even if the scholar has never been to Huangliang, nor has he seen the person of Huangliang Lingwu, but after all, this is a student of the Hanging Academy, so it is naturally impossible not to know.

And in Huaidu, there is only about one such spirit witch.

That is the sacrificial wine of Huaidu Guozi, and the people are nostalgic.

Although the scholar did not know why the lord had suddenly come here, he still stood up in a hurry, walked to the door, and bowed very dignifiedly.

"The student of the Hanging Xue Academy, I have seen the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine."

As soon as the scholar's words came out, the group of Xiao Er, who were originally a little confused, were instantly dumbfounded, Gu Xiaoer's wine was a little sober, and he was very glad that he was still adhering to the habit and talking about you instead of you.

Wen Ren Huaigui stood at the door and looked at the scholar for a long time, and then stretched out his hand to the side - only then did the group find that there was another Guozi supervisor outside, holding some clothes and waist cards and other things in his hands.

The man handed over those things to Wen Ren Huaigui, who was from the Baihe Hanging Courtyard and could be regarded as the priest of Sister Zhu Congwen, took those clothes and said slowly: "Within three days, remember to come to Guozijian to register." ”

This is an extremely short sentence, but this scholar was stunned for a long time, and then Gu Xiaoer, who reacted very pleasantly on the side, took those things over a little dazed.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

The scholar was still in a daze, this was naturally what Gu Xiaoer said.

The little second in the noodle restaurant said in a loud voice, while looking back at the people in the noodle restaurant.

"Go and bring me the good wine I have hidden."

Xiao Er in the noodle restaurant finally reacted, hurriedly got off the table, and went to find Gu Xiaoer's wine.

Wen Ren Huaigui stood there very calmly, looked at Gu Xiaoer and said, "This is supposed to be a thing, it's just that some things have been delayed, so it doesn't have to be like this." ”

Gu Xiaoer said very seriously: "After all, the tired adults have made such a trip, so you can rest assured that you accept us." ”

Wen Renhuai looked at Gu Xiaoer quietly for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Gu Xiaoer's treasured wine was taken over, although it was not a very expensive thing, but after all, it was the heart of this Xiao Er, the Guozi supervisor took the jar of wine, Wen Renhuai looked at the people crowded at the door and smiled, but also smiled slightly, and looked at Zhu Congwen and said, "Remember not to miss the time." ”

Zhu Congwen came back to his senses at this point, and looked at Wen Renhuai, who was about to leave, but suddenly asked: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, ...... in the waiting"

Wen Renhuai stopped there, looked back at Zhu Congwen for a long time, and then said calmly: "Those things have nothing to do with you after being found out by Heavenly Prison, so don't ask about it in the future." ”

Gu Xiaoer hurriedly said sorry, and then grabbed Zhu Congwen and walked towards the store.

This story came too suddenly, and a group of people returned to the store again, still a little difficult to calm down, looking at the stack of clothes of the students of the National Prison, the group of people was like a leaf blown up by the wind, and some fluttered and couldn't find a landing point.

The group of people wiped the table very seriously, and finally put Zhu Congwen's clothes on the table, and kept smacking.

"Look at this material, look at this ornament, Congwen, you will become a big official in the future, but don't forget our old guys......"

The little two didn't even eat the hot pot, so they talked around the clothes of the Guozi Prison students.

The scholar, who was still a little overwhelmed, finally put aside the story of the waiter in an exclamation, sat there and watched a few people and said with a smile: "I dare not forget each other." ”

The scholar finally got up in the papers.

Gu Xiaoer looked at the scholar very seriously and said, "So you see, of course it's still persimmon Ruyi, my persimmons are worth a thousand gold!" ”

Persimmons certainly won't be worth a thousand dollars.

But maybe it is.

Zhu Congwen laughed softly and said, "Drink and drink." ”

The sudden visit of the priest of the country became a small episode of this hot pot meal, and everyone began to eat the hot pot again after being amazed.

It wasn't until the twilight was deep that the hot pot died down.

The scholar and the little two were all half-full, drunk, and lying in the noodle restaurant very messily, as for the clothes, they had already been put away by everyone very properly.

The scholar and Gu Xiaoer leaned drunk there, and after a while, Zhu Congwen suddenly stood up and staggered towards the door.

Gu Xiaoer, as a big brother, naturally drank a lot, and at this time, looking at the scholar's movements, he asked with some curiosity: "You.... You go.... Where? ”

The scholar stood at the door of the noodle restaurant, blowing a gust of wind, but he was a little sober, and he didn't speak like Gu Xiaoer. After looking at the strong and full glow of Huaidu for a long time, the scholar said softly: "Wealth does not return to the hometown, it is like walking in brocade at night." ”

Gu Xiaoer, who was dazed, didn't understand what the scholar meant for a while, but he just wanted to go back to Nanyi City to show off.

Of course, the scholar didn't want to go back to Nanyi City.

He just remembered a certain girl in a floral dress and holding a small white umbrella.

However, the scholar did not know where to look for her, so he could only stand quietly outside the noodle shop, leaning against the wall, waiting for a certain girl to pass by.

It's just that.

Just as Chen He hummed at the beginning - I was a silent passer-by basking in the sun against the wall.

......

The joys and sorrows of life are, of course, far beyond the horizon.

......

His Majesty stood quietly on the wide palace road, beside which was a large locust forest, which kept rippling in the twilight. Swaggering like the sea.

Liu Qinghe was on the side, smiling slightly and looking back at the twilight.

In the dusk not long ago, there was a white-clothed waiter who also stood here for a long time, and then calmly left the palace.

Although Liu Qinghe smiled slightly, there was no regret in his expression.

It took a long time before the Lord of Heavenly Hell turned around, looked at Kamigawa and said softly, "It's a pity that Your Majesty must take a look at some of those things, otherwise the water will probably remain in the Huaidu in the bottle." ”

Kamigawa stood there quietly and said calmly, "If you don't go to see it, you won't be at peace after all." ”

Liu Qinghe looked at Kamigawa seriously for a long time, and finally his gaze fell on Kamigawa's right hand behind him, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is confident that you will be able to see it?" ”

Kamigawa's gaze was withdrawn from the locust forest, and he quietly looked at the earth beneath his feet, the stone slab of this ancient palace castle.

"When I left Qiushui back then, I also thought about whether the demon lord's choice was right."

"After a hundred years of conquest, I also wondered if the world would be overturned."

The human demon emperor quietly raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

"Many years ago, it was very popular to say that "what a great imagination. It was used to praise Emperor Li Asan of Huai'an, the emperor who was originally the second child of Huaidudian, even if the world wanted to break his head, he didn't dare to think that he could get this world from Emperor Huai. ”

"But he got it anyway, and when he was very young, he started thinking about such a thing."

When Kamigawa said this, he laughed rarely, no longer calm, no longer old-fashioned. Like a high-spirited young man - this majesty is already more than a thousand years old.

"Actually, I really hope that thousands of years later, I will hear such a sentence - can Kamigawa also go to heaven?"

Liu Qinghe looked at this human emperor quietly.

The latter chuckled softly and walked slowly along the palace road.

"The fact that the seniors in Tsing Yi can go to heaven is something that everyone takes for granted."

"But I'm not Kamigawa, even if I'm a thousand-year-old emperor, I'm still an existence within the scope of the human world after all. I would love to hear that kind of utterance, full of amazement, full of shock, like that great imagination. ”

Kamigawa walked all the way forward until he reached the main hall, which was actually not very high, and compared to the vast Huaidu outside the palace, it was actually as low as some ridges.

It's just that it's really a good and open angle to look at such a city on earth.

Kamigawa stood there, the emperor from the autumn water, standing in the twilight of the world, looking at it very seriously, and said softly: "Although the height of the emperor determines the lower limit of the world, how high the world can go is based on the vision of an emperor. ”

"Since there is no way forward, we can only continue to look at higher places."

"Confined to a city, confined to a country, confined here."

"It's not generous enough."

Kamigawa looked at Liu Qinghe and said slowly: "If thousands of years later, when people say that even Kamigawa can go to the sky, they will naturally have the ..... at that time."

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "Far beyond Your Majesty's ability." ”

Kamigawa whispered, "Yes. ”

Liu Qinghe also walked towards the long steps of the main hall, and finally stopped in the middle, looking at the majestic city like the emperor.

"When will Heavenly Hell lift the restrictions on the twelfth floor?"

The Lord of Heaven and Hell asked very seriously.

Kamigawa watched quietly for a long time, and then said softly, "Everything is uncertain, just wait a little longer." ”

Liu Qinghe nodded and said, "Okay." ”

His Majesty suddenly remembered something, looked at Liu Qinghe and said, "Let people go to Nanke Town and find the best blacksmith in the world." ”

"Your Majesty wants to see him?"

"No, just see."

"What if hell can't find it?"

"If you can't find it, then the so-called Bai Yujing is naturally fake." Kamigawa said calmly, "Maybe it's never been an immortal who caress my top and knots my hair to live forever. ”