Kunxu.

Behind the Idol Mountain.

Stretching for tens of thousands of miles in the foothills.

Standing on the mountain of gods, the prince looked back silently, a pale cyan light mask, like a tent that Abba used to cover the leftovers on a summer day, covering the small village.

The villagers inside live and work in peace and contentment, and they don't know anything about it.

Lu Dutian told Wang Zimo that if the Marquis of Wei Guo wanted to kill, none of the Lu clansmen could leave alive except for Taifu who could escape.

It's just that Li Zhen has been undressed for a long time, and he doesn't want his hands to be contaminated with cause and effect again.

So the two chose to play a game and use Taoism to derive the Lu clan.

Wei Guohou's meaning is that the Lu bloodline of Sanhezhuang will gradually thin out until it disappears. In order to conform to the creation of the heavens and the earth of birth, old age, sickness and death, he just quietly aggravated the influence of the declining gods, making things difficult for the Lu clan.

In other words, there are fewer and fewer men, and even if there are, most of them are dying.

And Lu Taifu saw the move, weakened the declining god, and enhanced the fortune of the Lu bloodline to deal with the negative influence.

The two of them are fighting for the comprehension of the Tao, not the strength of the strength.

Lu Dutian asked Wang Zimo if Wang Ji was his own brother. The prince glared at him silently, and the fierce look made him angry, and swallowed back all the words that followed.

"Are the people inside safe?"

Wang Zimo was worried that he and Da Ji were not there, and who would take care of his parents. In case of a dead return, Sanhezhuang will be ruined again.

Facing Dai Xiaomo this time, Wang Zimo wanted to ask if it was the bloody storm she set off. Because the prince didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Dai Xiaomo would be such a person.

But he hesitated.

When the words came to his lips, he took them back. He didn't want to have anything to do with murderous people.

He faltered.

Afraid of getting an affirmative answer from Dai Xiaomo, the two were inseparable from then on.

Therefore, Wang Zimo still has a trace of expectation and fantasy for Dai Xiaomo in his heart.

After all, she had saved his life many times!

Lu Dutian's expression was solemn, he looked at the sky and shook his head, and sighed: "The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao can't escape life and death after all. Although the decline of the Lu clan has increased, they will not be degraded by bad news. It's just that the life expectancy will be shortened by five to ten years, and the number of newborns will be greatly reduced, until there will be no more. ”

The prince silently seemed to understand whether he understood or not, this kind of profound philosophy about the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, he couldn't understand it for the time being.

"Why didn't you take me with you?"

"Where the hell did he go?"

This is the issue that Wang Zimo is most concerned about.

In the distance, there is a bare bluestone, and occasionally a few pines and cypresses hang on the cliff, swaying with the wind, as if they will fall off the cliff at any time.

Further afield, it is covered with coniferous forests, and even in winter, it is still green and tall.

As far as the eye can see, all you can see is the coniferous forest and the blue sky.

Under the sunset, the sunset is red, and it is very long, very long by the north wind, like a giant sword, suspended in the western sky, reflecting the trees in the distance like a sea of blood.

"Taifu told me that seventeen years ago, he sensed that the Lu family's blood was full of vitality, and hereby divination was actually a trigram!"

Shuileitun: Yuan, Heng, Li, Zhen. There is a future, Li Jianhou.

It means that it is auspicious, although it is not conducive to going out, but it has the image of founding a country and sealing a marquis.

Lu Dutian explained the Tun hexagram, but avoided talking about the danger.

The Tun hexagram is auspicious inside and outside, and the upper six lines change, the official ghost is lacking, and the real number is not easy.

If you want to establish a country, you will definitely be bleeding!

Lu Dutian continued: "That day coincided with the official ghost, the green dragon was on duty, and the emperor Xingyue was built, and the earth was set up in the sky, and the snow fell from the sky in Sanhezhuang for half a month, which coincided with your birth." And there is no water in the ground for half a month, this is the numerology that someone wants to take away from you!"

Seventeen years ago, Wang Zimo heard about it from Yin Jitong's mouth.

But Lu Dutian's version is indeed the first time I have heard of it.

The children in the village all said that Wang Zimo was a monster, and when he was born, all the wells in the village were full of blood, and the whole village was instantly shrouded in a fishy shadow.

The neighbors are all around, and the villagers in the east and west are about to level the threshold of the Wang family.

Of course, it was not for such a good thing as proposing marriage, but to persuade the Wang family to throw the child into the Black Forest and feed the jackals, so as not to cause trouble in the future.

Later, the villagers found that the prince was so weak that he couldn't even beat a girl, and he was a waste!

Until the news of this waste marrying the monster of Yangchi suddenly spread, people were completely disappointed.

I regret that I didn't insist on putting Wang Zimo to death in the first place.

Thinking of this, the prince couldn't help but glance back at Sanhezhuang.

His hometown, a native of the country, was it really because of his birth that he caused trouble?

For hundreds of years, the clan has been peaceful, why did it come to this generation?

Taifu turned into an old man digging a well and came to the mass grave. The mass grave is the gateway to Yangchi, and his negotiation was fruitless, so he decided the success or failure of the battle, and as a result, Taifu won, but he was also secretly injured. ”

Lu Dutian slowly uncovered the dusty past.

"He knows that he can protect you for a while, but he can't protect you for a lifetime, and after learning that it is a female baby who competes with you for numerology, he quietly dials the souls of the two of you and makes a marriage contract. ”

Lu Dutian held his head high and looked at Kunxu with emotion. Taifu is worthy of being a cultivator of the Yin and Yang Realm, and his perspective on things is naturally more than that of ordinary people. Just as the cube has six sides, at most three can be observed, this is a saint, looking at two, for the world, and looking at one, for ordinary people.

He looked down at Wang Zimo, who was sitting on the stone with his hands folded and listening expressionlessly.

"When you were both born, you were both built by Emperor Star, and you were young and ignorant at that time, and you were fighting for the Emperor Star by outsiders. If there had been no marriage in the past, the current young master of Yangchi would have become your number one rival, not your fiancée! Now that the marriage contract has been completed, one of you will be the emperor, and no matter who you are, you will not be able to escape from the hands of outsiders, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Lu Dutian shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but sigh that Taifu was far-sighted and wise.

"Where did they go?"

Wang Zimo's heart was very confused.

The small atrium was forcibly stuffed into a fiancée, and it was also a baby parent, which made him feel very sorry for Yin Zhentong.

From the beginning of "where did he go" to "where did they go", the prince silently accepted Dai Xiaomo.

There will come a time when two non-parallel lines intersect, if one is a straight line and the other is a wavy line with it as an axis......

Wang Zimo didn't know whether Dai Xiaomo was a straight line or a wavy line, and he didn't know which one Yin Jitong was.

Really thinking about something, when Wang Zimo patted his ass and was about to go north with Lu Dutian, suddenly Yin Jitong's surprised voice came from far away from the bottom of the Statue Mountain.

"Wang Zimo, you're finally back!"

In the past few days, the little girl is still carrying a basket and sending him meals as always.

It's just that people go to the empty building.

The statue of the mountain adds a lonely and lonely figure, wandering, haunted by dreams!

When the food was cold, she went down the mountain to get a new one, and then went up the mountain to wait.

Several times her father dissuaded her and locked her in the house, but he still couldn't stop Yin Jitong's stubborn belief.

She firmly believes that Wang Zimo will come back!

Yin Zhentong burst into tears and laughed, swept away the gloom above his head, and happily climbed up the mountain, but he didn't know that Wang Zimo had already passed through the bloody rain.

Seeing that Wang Zimo's whole body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were covered with blood, Yin Zhentong froze for a moment.

She raised her willow eyebrows, bit her lip, tears swirled in the corners of her eyes, and she circled around the prince several times, and asked vigorously in her small mouth: "Where is the injury, does it still hurt now?"

Hearing the anxious interrogation, Wang Zimo's heart instantly warmed, and he shook his head with tears in his eyes.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"

Although the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching when he pulled the wound when he held his head high, he still insisted on smiling.

Bright smile!

"Where have you been these days, I heard from my father that the old coconut that took you away is Han Yun, the ancestor of the Han family! I'm really afraid of you......"

Every time he thought of the past, Yin Zhentong couldn't help but choke with tears.

Five years ago, Wang Zimo suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye, and Wang Ji directly told him that Wang Zimo was gone and would never come back. was annoyed by the chaseman's question, so he took her to the middle ground, pointed to a small dirt bag that was slightly raised, and said, that is Wang Zimo.

Hearing that Governor Han was the ancestor of the Han family, the prince couldn't help but shudder.

No wonder after coming out of the miasma, he locked himself and revealed a strong killing intention, it turned out that Liang Zi had already been formed.

Thinking of this, the prince silently warned himself that if he saw Han Dudu in the future, he must go far away, and if he has no strength to compete with him, it is best not to provoke him.

"In the morning, the ancestor of the Han family suddenly came back, and before I could question him, my father dragged me home, locked the door and guarded it, and only now let me come out!"

"Where the hell have you been these days? I ......"

Yin Zhentong looked up at Wang Zimo, chattering, deep and affectionate, but the worried words came to his mouth but couldn't say it, his face was red, his eyes were wet, and his dark eyes were draped, until now, the hanging heart was completely let go.

Wang Zimo told Yin Jitong what happened after the separation, and she sometimes raised her eyebrows, sometimes pouted, and learned that Wang Zimo had killed the five Han brothers and sisters, Yin Jitong was not only not surprised, but applauded.

Later, the matter of killing the bachelors of the Han and Tang Dynasties, as well as the matter of Da Ji becoming a yin and yang person, as well as the entanglement with Dai Xiaomo, Wang Zimo did not say it.

It's just that his expression was gloomy, and he looked at the north and said, "I'm going to Kunxu." ”