Imperial City Chapter 02

81. Worship in the forest garden

Seeing Xingliuyun, who had not been seen for 12 years, Yu Liufeng was very interested, and immediately took him to the depths of the imperial altar.

Although Xingliuyun had lived here for 6 years, he was very sick at that time, his energy was weak, his range of activities was limited, and he was young and his memory was not clear, so he didn't know the road very well. Follow the wind all the way, and don't dare to slack off.

The interior of the imperial altar is full of majestic buildings, which perfectly combines living and viewing, and the wandering clouds are walking while confirming the vague scene in the memory.

"You kid, it's really not righteous, you passed by the imperial city twice, and you didn't even come in to take a look, if you don't pass on the message, don't you plan to come back?" the two walked side by side, and Yu Liufeng said with a little complaint.

After thinking about it for a while, Xingliuyun understood which two times Yu Liufeng was referring to.

First, a year and a half ago, in order to participate in the special recruitment of the School of Literature of Canglan College, Xingliuyun used his identity to get a letter of recommendation through his roots, and he came to the imperial city once. Otherwise, he didn't have the ability to let Canglan Academy conduct a special recruitment assessment for him.

Another time, when he rushed to the desolate western area with Zhang Yuebin not long ago, he passed around the imperial city, although he did not enter the imperial city, but it was not far away, and it was also within the scope of its supervision.

These two times, Xingliuyun was eager to participate in the enrollment assessment of Canglan Academy, and once he had a task, so he didn't return to the imperial altar to recognize Yuliufeng.

Thinking of this, Xing Liuyun had to admire his intelligence ability, these two times he passed around the imperial city, Xing Liuyun acted cautiously, and did not cause any movement, but his brother Yu Liufeng knew it clearly. Among them, if there is no shadow of roots, Xingliuyun will not believe it.

Everyone in the world knows that there are three top forces in the territory of Youmi: Xuanbing Palace, Fengling Mansion, and Pangenluo.

Xuanbing Palace cultivates, Fengling Mansion is in charge of the soldiers, and the roots are all over the text.

Among them, in addition to the Xuanbing Palace, which has its own inheritance, Pangenluo and Fengling Mansion are all under the unified order of the imperial altar. These two are one writer and one martial arts, and jointly manage the people's livelihood of the demon regime.

And the root of this document, in addition to being responsible for regulating the people's livelihood and economy, the most terrifying thing is its huge and sophisticated intelligence agency.

From the monk to the family, everything is recorded, which makes all the sects and factions jealous. But, despite this, they didn't dare to make any moves, after all, who can guarantee that they don't have the handle in their hands?

In the melee thousands of years ago, he made an indelible contribution to the demon family, with a deep inheritance and deep roots, and few dared to offend it.

Although today's Pangenluo has the handle of each family and is also engaged in the business of selling news, he has always grasped the balance and has never caused chaos. Pangenluo has never directly participated in the struggle of forces, and with the support of the imperial altar, all forces have chosen to turn a blind eye and acquiesce in its existence and behavior.

Xingliuyun knows this matter very well, and has never underestimated the root of the roots. It's just that he couldn't have imagined that a small incident that passed around the Imperial City a few months ago was actually in the record.

If the one a year and a half ago was heavily recorded because of the status of the prince, then what is it?

Could it be that she was being targeted? Xingliuyun couldn't help but remember, as if An Meng had said that the reason why she was able to find her traces was also through the news of the roots...... If so, it makes sense.

This thought flashed quickly in his heart, and Xingliuyun replied to Yu Liufeng's words, "How can it be, it's just that the master has an order for me to practice outside more alone, so I have been delayed again and again, and I didn't think about it." ”

This is also true.

Although Xingliuyun avoided it twice for a reason, he did have some selfish intentions.

First, he doesn't have any affection for here, the only thing worth remembering is the only one who is his father-in-law Yu Lintian and his brother-in-law Yu Liufeng, but he hasn't seen him for more than ten years, and his already deep feelings are much weaker.

Since it was the order of the master, Yu Liufeng didn't say much, "By the way, why don't you see the master?" ”

"Master, he's traveled all over the world. Speaking of Master, Xing Liuyun was a little depressed and didn't want to say more.

Xingliuyun's subtle change did not escape Yu Liufeng's observation, and he had his own competition in his heart, so he didn't ask any questions, but changed to a light-hearted topic.

In this way, the two of them walked while talking about some trivial things, but there was not much restraint, and slowly, the sense of distance between nearly 12 years gradually weakened, and the two became acquainted.

In the exchange of interest, time always flies quickly, under the leadership of Yu Liufengdi, the two of them are around, and they don't know how long they have walked and where they have arrived.

I saw that the surrounding area was no longer just a monotonous staircase wall, the grass and trees gradually increased, and the voices gradually stopped, and it seemed to be a relatively remote place.

After some time, I finally saw a simple building, and the word "Lin Yuan" was written on the plaque in front of the courtyard.

Looking at the word "Lin Yuan", Xingliuyun's heartstrings beat, thinking of something, his blood surged, and he was faintly a little uneasy.

The surroundings of the forest garden are extremely quiet, there are few people, and there is a natural solemn atmosphere in the silence. When Yu Liufeng and Xingliuyun approached here, they had already silenced, and they were both serious and dignified, as if it was extremely disrespectful to talk nonsense around this forest garden.

Beyond the wall door, the light is bright, the field of vision is wide, and on the stone staircase, there are neatly arranged stone monuments standing, like a proud and unyielding military soul.

This is Lin Yuan, a place where the Demon Emperor Altar is used to commemorate people with special merits.

Yu Liufeng led Xingliuyun up the stone stairs, tossed and turned, and stopped in front of a stone monument, where a middle-aged man with a thick back waited proudly.

The two came to him, and Yu Liufeng bowed and saluted, "Father." ”

This is the one in charge of the demon mi, the lord of the contemporary imperial altar, the emperor of the heavens!

Yu Lintian heard the voice, turned around slowly, and Xingliuyun saw the face of the lord of the imperial altar clearly, with a high nose, big eyes, head held high, masculine and majestic, showing the posture of an emperor.

After turning around, Yu Lintian's gaze lingered on Yu Liufeng's body for a short time, and then moved to Xingliuyun's body, looking at it for a long time, as if he wanted to see Xingliuyun through.

Yu Lintian was looking at him, Xing Liuyun was also looking at Yu Lintian, and he forgot his words for a while, and the scene was quiet for a while.

Looking at the subtle wrinkles in the corners of Yu Lintian's eyes and the strand of white hair, Xingliuyun found that his father-in-law seemed to be more vicissitudes than he remembered.

Thinking about it, nearly 12 years have passed, and as the lord of the imperial altar, he must have worked excessively, although he has cultivated his body, he can't bear the physical and mental fatigue and the erosion of time.

Xingliuyun sighed in his heart, the years are not forgiving.

The old and the young confronted each other like this, and everything they thought was unspoken. After a long time, Yu Lintian finally spoke, "Grown up." The voice was loud, and when he said these three short words, the corners of his mouth could not help but feel a gentle smile.

Xingliuyun came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Unfilial son Yu Liuyun, I have seen my father." ”

That's right, here, he is Yu Liuyun, the so-called righteous brother and father, is not just a simple verbal title, this is entered into the family tree, with a clear identity.

Yu Lintian nodded lightly, not blaming him for anything, "Come and worship your biological parents, you haven't been here for more than ten years." ”

This is not an exaggeration, not to mention the more than ten years of being away from home, when he was a child, Xingliuyun was riddled with injuries and illnesses, and he could only stay in his yard for 6 consecutive years.

When he turned around, he was faced with two stone tablets, one of which read "The Monument of the Former Commander of Fengling Mansion Xing Huairen", and the other was written "The Monument of Xing Huairen's Beloved Wife Yan Qingfeng". The erectors of the two steles are: the righteous brother Yu Lintian.

Looking at the two tombstones in front of him, Xingliuyun had mixed feelings in his heart, this was the first time he had taken the initiative to come here to worship since he could remember. I heard that the last time the monument was erected, Xingliuyun at that time was less than a year old and didn't remember anything at all.

Xing Huairen, Yan Qingfeng, this is the name of Xing Liuyun's biological parents.