Ji Beiyuan's National Teacher's Mansion is just a place for Taoist monks to cultivate the Tao after all, although the courtyard is very large, it is so monotonous and elegant that there is no trace of life, and I saw that the brick floor in the center of the courtyard is also deeply imprinted with a huge Wuji Bagua map.

Danyang has always liked to be lively, especially he doesn't believe in demons and monsters, he is naturally hostile to a god like Ji Beiyuan, and now he is being dragged to walk on this Wuji gossip map, and his mouth is so pouted that he can hang two taels of oil bottles.

Qin Xiao looked at Danyang with this appearance, his eyes were filled with sympathy, and he whispered: "Danyang, if you hold on, it will be over in a while." ”

Danyang glanced at Qin Xiao, and before he could speak, he was snatched away by Mu Xize first.

"Master Guoshi, now that the two principals who made a fool of you have come to the door to make amends, if you don't have any special requirements, it is better to let the two of them leave first!"

Although Danyang didn't like the National Teacher's Mansion very much, he was bent on following Mu Xize every step of the way, who would have thought that at this moment Mu Xize would take Danyang and Qin Xiao away, and he was very unhappy in his heart, "I don't want it, I'll go wherever Brother Xize goes." ”

"If I talk to Ji Beiyuan for a day, will you want to stay with me for a day in this National Teacher's Mansion?"

This question made Danyang feel a little weak-hearted, Danyang has always had a lively personality, even if he has lived in the palace for the past few years, he also plays with the palace maid every day, or sneaks out of the palace to play, Heng Zhu is not the person who leaves the palace, even if he is presumptuous, no one will care. Now don't say that Danyang wants to stay in this house like a dead man for a day, even if it is not a moment, it will not be able to stay.

Hearing that Mu Xize wanted to break up the two of them, Qin Xiao's heart suddenly blossomed, in this way, Danyang would go with him, and it would be easier to please Danyang.

"Danyang, let's go, I'll take you to the market. Your brother Xi Ze still has to talk about things with the national teacher!" Qin Xiao said as he pulled Danyang out of the house.

And Danyang looked at Mu Xize reluctantly, and pulled himself out of the National Teacher's Mansion by Qin Xiao half-pushed and half-on-the-spot.

At this moment, Mu Xize was sitting on a wooden chair in the main hall of the National Teacher's Mansion, drinking freshly brewed tea in his mouth. Mu Xize slowly put down the teacup and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I couldn't see your ugly situation with my own eyes yesterday." ”

"Eating, drinking, and lazing are all human instincts, and even if something goes wrong occasionally, it's okay. Even though I am a national teacher, I am still a person in the final analysis. Ji Beiyuan's tone was still very flat, and he couldn't hear anger or sadness.

"Is it worth it?" Mu Xize looked in the direction of the national teacher, and his tone was also light, as if he was talking freely with an old friend who had been friends for many years, and lost the passion when he first met, replaced by the dullness of intersecting day by day.

"Is this kind of life worth it?" Mu Xize didn't wait for Ji Beiyuan to answer, and continued to ask, but his tone at this time revealed deep sympathy for Ji Beiyuan.

Ji Beiyuan's originally calm face finally had a little wave, revealing a faint smile, "It's not worth it, this is my life, it's my responsibility, I don't have a choice." ”

This season, when Beiyuan was a child, he was picked up and adopted by his master, and seeing that he was talented, he passed on all the techniques he had learned all his life to him. However, there is only one condition, Ji Beiyuan's life no longer belongs to himself, but to the entire Heavenly Sect, and even the entire world, and he wants to use his life's strength to balance all evil forces beyond the scope of manpower.

So he spent the first half of his life dealing with Mu Xize's mother Ruge, and put the second half of his life on Mu Xize's body. is only fifty years old, but he is already a eighty or ninety-year-old old man.

"You can choose to lift the ban on me, and you don't have to seal me with your life. If one day I break through the shackles of the Bone Eater Nail, the first person to die will be you!"

"For the sake of the lives of the people in the world, it is not a pity for me to die. My Tianzong clan has been killing demons and exorcising evil spirits for thousands of years, in order to save the people in the world, if they can really lose their lives because of this, they will also die a well-deserved death. ”

Mu Xize sneered: "How can there be so many demons and monsters in this world that you need to kill? Even if you avoid all the evils, can you kill all the hearts of those who are darker than demons?

Ji Beiyuan couldn't have imagined that Mu Xize would say so much today, and this was indeed true, so that he couldn't find the language to defend for a while.

Seeing that Ji Beiyuan fell silent, Mu Xize no longer forced each other, but said lightly: "Recently, I feel that your body is not as good as before, so it is better to live in the mansion to cultivate." After speaking, he slowly walked towards the outside of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Next, Mu Xize didn't want to go back to the palace, but to go to a place, which turned out to be the palace.

Mu Xize walked very slowly along the way, and according to the memory in his mind, he walked towards the palace cautiously step by step, for fear that he would accidentally go in the wrong direction.

When the guards of the palace saw that it was Mu Xize, they didn't feel a little puzzled, but they didn't stop them, they just respectfully asked for peace and let them go.

Because he had been to the palace before, Mu Xize was still familiar with the Zhaoyang Hall where the emperor lived, and he came to the door of the Zhaoyang Palace without any detours.

At this time, the door of the emperor's bedroom was closed, and only Mr. Liu was pacing in front of the door, and a layer of sweat had soaked out of his forehead because of extreme anxiety. Seeing Mu Xize who came alone, Manager Liu was very surprised and said, "Prince Xize, why are you here!"

Mu Xize smiled slightly, but his voice was not very natural, "I have something to do when I enter the palace today, so I will come and see the emperor by the way." ”

At the mention of the emperor, Mr. Liu's originally very anxious face suddenly appeared with a heavy melancholy, "The emperor is sick, but he repeatedly told the old slave to only claim that he occasionally felt cold, but the old slave felt that the emperor's illness was different from before, and it seemed that he was terminally ill!"

"No, Mr. Liu is too worried, it is less than half a month before the emperor's birthday banquet, and the emperor will not suddenly become seriously ill to such a point. After Mu Xize finished speaking, he deliberately patted Manager Liu on the shoulder to show comfort.

Mu Xize gently pushed open the closed door, raised his feet and stepped over the threshold, and followed the human smell emanating from the emperor to find the bed where the emperor was lying.

I saw that there was not even a maid in the empty bedroom, only the emperor was lying on the bed weakly, as if he was sleeping, his chest almost did not rise and fall, and his breathing seemed to be weak.

Mu Xize had expected it a long time ago, and he fainted inexplicably outside Zhongxiu Palace that day, and he was dreaming of being with the emperor in his sleep.

He was five years old that day. The first time I saw the emperor in Qingming Mountain, the emperor was dressed in a gorgeous costume that he had never seen before, picked him up, and turned around several times in the air, and a face full of majesty suddenly smiled like a flower, "Xi Ze, I am your father, I am your father!"

He was six years old that day. The emperor went down to the court in the morning, and he didn't change his court clothes and went directly to Yixia Hall to find him, because this day was his sixth birthday. Emperor Dali, who is deeply loved by all the people and worshiped by hundreds of officials, actually let himself ride on his neck at this moment, and always has a smile on his face: "Xi Ze, you are one year older!"

He was seven years old that day. He timidly sat in the funeral car where Princess Helan Yan'er got married, and was personally escorted back to the emperor by General Qin Mingyue. The face that was originally lofty and invincible was in tears at the moment, and he didn't blame him for running away from home, and kept saying: "Xi Ze, it's good if you're safe, it's good to be safe!"

Countless dreams of him and the emperor, those dreams that were almost forgotten by him in the depths of his memory, were like the ten thousand years of ice buried in his heart suddenly melted, flowing wantonly in his originally scarred heart. It turned out that the former emperor also treated himself very spoiled, and it turned out that the former emperor also treated himself very pitifully.

In the next few days, Mu Xize often felt pain in his heart, but it was not the effect of the bone devouring nail, but like a hint, a hint that only blood would give. Today, the feeling was so intense that it was as if I was telling myself that the man who could no longer call "father" was on the verge of death.

I wanted to enter the palace to relieve the doubts in my heart, but I didn't expect all his previous premonitions to be true. Life in this vast world is like ants, inadvertently will die, inadvertently those achievements and fame created in life will be like dust drifting away with the wind, disappearing without a trace.

thought that he would not care about his life and death, this person killed his favorite wife for the throne, killed Zhongliang in vain for power, and put his son in prison to be imprisoned by artifacts for the rest of his life in order to save his life.

And when Mu Xize walked in front of the emperor who was lying on the bed and dying, his originally indestructible heart suddenly softened again.

"Why do you have to do this!" Mu Xize's voice was low, and his words revealed extremely complex emotions.

Hearing Mu Xize's voice, the originally weak emperor suddenly came to his senses, and his previously closed eyes were greatly opened, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Xize, you are here!"

Mu Xize knelt on the edge of the emperor's bed, and his tone became very soft, "It's not a way for you to hide your illness like this, I'll pass it on to the imperial doctor for you!"

"It's been passed on secretly, and Imperial Doctor Zhou said that my illness was caused by hard work, but it broke out last night. Even the most precious medicinal herbs can only allow me to last a little longer, and it is impossible to heal. The emperor's voice was very weak, almost insisting on finishing his words.

Mu Xize pulled the cicada silk on the emperor's body upward, making the emperor covered with the quilt more tightly, and his words returned to his previous calm and insipid, "People are dying, have you ever regretted what you did?"

The emperor smiled bitterly a few times, and because of this laughter, his heart and lungs that had been blocked were affected, he coughed a few times, and then said with difficulty: "There are all kinds of medicines in this world that are sold, but they don't sell regret medicines." Instead of feeling regret, it is better to atone. It's just that now that I'm in such a situation, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to atone for my sins!"

"Paper can't contain the fire, and sooner or later the prince who is interested in competing for the throne will know about your condition, and then it will only have more serious consequences. Mu Xize said sensibly.

The emperor was no longer stubborn, and nodded weakly, "Do what you say." ”

After that, the emperor stretched out his hand with great difficulty to touch Mu Xize's cheek, but as soon as the emperor's fingertips touched Mu Xize's chin, Mu Xize tilted his head slightly, avoiding the emperor's pale and cold hand.

"Your Majesty, you have a good rest, Xi Ze will retire first. After speaking, Mu Xize quickly got up and walked outside the house.

"Are you so reluctant to call me father again?" The already hoarse voice, coupled with the elderly father's plea for his son's forgiveness for his sadness and helplessness, makes this sentence feel like a knife in the heart.

"I'm sorry, I can't scream. Mu Xize's words were very cold and cold, as if he had never had such a father, and then left quickly without looking back.