Sending the soldier away, Qing Chong grabbed the innkeeper's shirt, kept a calm face, and didn't say a word, the boss was so frightened that he covered his chest. Guan Song patted the boss's hand: "I'm sorry, my brother doesn't like to talk." You can take us to where we are staying. The innkeeper trembled and took Guansong to his room. On the stairs, Guansong asked the innkeeper, "Why are you soldiers here all fierce and vicious, and there are so many rules?" the innkeeper smiled wryly. "When our Yuncai country was first founded, it was not rich, and we ordinary people worked hard to fill our stomachs. The soldiers were fed and fed to defend their families, and the father of the current king died after only a few years in power. Immediately after the queen ascended the throne, many ministers came out to oppose it, and they were all beheaded by the queen. At that time, a few years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, after the war, people cherished the peace and tranquility of those years. The people gradually became richer, and the opposition of the ministers also had many supporters, and because of strife, divisions, internal struggles, which also affected the lives of our people, the supporters made a decision, and the opponents came to abolish it, and sometimes the other way around, it was we, the people, who were struggling. The more time passes, the more the system stipulates, and at first they are trying to restrain each other, and then it becomes the regulations and confusion of our people. We live in the Clouds Nation, and we live under their power. Guan Song's words were very reasonable and insightful. It seems that it should be deeply experienced and touched. "I'm afraid it's not an ordinary innkeeper," Qing Chong said coldly, and the giant axe was placed on the innkeeper's neck. The boss had no fear on his face, and suddenly lifted his coat and knelt down, "Shaoxia is right, I am no one else, I am the teacher of the prince who is about to ascend the throne." Guan Song hurriedly helped him up, "Why did you make this great gift?" "From the moment you showed the mark of the market and came to this inn, I arranged it all by myself. ”

"Why is that?" Guan Song was a little puzzled.

"Cloud Nation is an unbreakable curse. The prince's teacher said so. "We live in a circular space, unless there is a breaker who can help us. Guan Song and the others were even more confused, "Why is this?" "Shaoxia might as well think about my words, although the existence of the Cloud Country is less than a hundred years, it is undoubtedly decades, in fact, it is sixty-six years and six months. The old king reigned for five years, the queen reigned for sixteen years, and now the king is about to ascend the throne again, and the cloud country is facing the period of annihilation, which is already the third reincarnation. The prince's teacher said, covering his face with his hands and bowing his head, very sad. This was also a surprise, Guan Song said to Teacher Wang: "You are the king's teacher, have you been living a repetitive life?" "My life can not be repeated, but everyone else's life is the same. I've seen the same sad life for decades. Only I know what happened, only I know how it happened. Guanfeng was a little puzzled, "What the hell is going on?"

"More than 60 years ago, when the current king ascended the throne, the prince was more than seven years old, and I, as the prince's teacher, have always accompanied the prince as he grew up. I hope that one day he will ascend the throne as a king and become a generation of Ming monarchs. Unexpectedly, his mother was attached to power, and although she was forced by the situation and agreed to return to the court, she was unwilling. Under the pretext that the prince was young, he was afraid that some ministers would blackmail the Son of Heaven to order the princes, so he secretly gathered a group of generals. They all think that the hearts of parents in the world are poisonous and do not eat children. But a year after the new king ascended the throne, the queen used the outbreak of a natural disaster in the cloud country as an excuse to wash the palace in blood, and the new king's fate fell. As a result, the time and space of the Cloud Nation stopped within the current barrier, circulating what had happened before again and again. Back in time, when the old king was on the throne, I thought I had succeeded, and after a few days, I realized that something was wrong. Whatever you do, it's the result of the past. I want to end this farce, but I can't do it. ”

After Guan Song and the others heard what he said, they were all shocked in their hearts. "You are the only variable. "The prince's teacher put all his hopes on Guansong and the others. But they didn't know what to do. Qing Chong even brushed his sleeves away, closed the door and went to sleep. Guan Song comforted a few words, he was very uneasy in his heart, he had no contact with Taoism, and he couldn't imagine that the prince's teacher could modify other people's lives, which was incredible. He replied with a few words, and the prince's teacher was soon gone, but the group was still in the fear of what he called the cycle of time and space.

"Time and space here are cyclical, things happen repeatedly, and I wonder if we will be trapped here and live a repetitive life, growing old day after day. The cuckoo said with some depression.

"No, didn't the prince's teacher also say that we are variables? Guan Song smiled and comforted.

The cuckoo nodded, and looked like he wanted to say something, probably to say something. Guan Song followed her gaze and saw that it was Qing Chong's room.

"Do you also think that he has changed a lot, he used to be impulsive and cheerful, but now he is silent and gloomy, he doesn't like to talk, and his temper is weird. Guansong said softly, frowning, clearly a little worried. Xiangyu pouted on the side and nodded again and again, "That's right, sometimes I'm a little afraid of him, and I feel like a different person." "Maybe he has experienced death, what does his current life mean to him? We don't know, and whether there is no life and no death is good or bad? Or there is liberation with death." As friends, we have to wait for him to come out on his own and spend more time with him, and there is no other good way. Guan Song kept his voice low when he spoke, probably because he was worried that Qing Chong would feel uncomfortable when he heard it. "Let's go to our rooms and rest, and tomorrow we will go to the palace to see the prince and queen. Guansong instructed the others, and went back to the room to rest.

Had a good night's rest and slept well. The next morning, a general came out of the palace to greet him. They went into the palace and met the prince and queen. The queen sat on the side of the prince, and the prince's teacher was also above the court, and when the queen and the prince asked Guan Song and the others questions, the teacher also signaled to Guan Song and the others, and Guan Song smiled at him. Standing on the temple, the things asked were just ordinary things, such as names, where people were from, and so on. During this period, the prince did not speak much, and most of the questions were asked by the queen. After gossiping for a while, when Guansong and the others withdrew from the palace gate, the prince's teacher also came out, and stopped them outside the palace gate, probably because they had something to say to Guansong. Qing Chong crossed his hands to his chest with an indifferent face and looked at it coldly. Guan Song froze, "I don't know what to call you?" but the prince's teacher was suddenly stunned, he suddenly hugged his head, and kept muttering, "What is my name?What am I? Guan Song saw it and hurriedly chased after him. "Stop him, what's wrong with him?" Crown Song shouted to the palace guards. None of them reacted, though, probably because they were the prince's teacher. Guan Song glanced at them, and followed closely, and after running out of the palace for some time and distance, the prince's teacher stopped running, but muttered as he went, "Who am I?, who am I?" Guan Song couldn't bear to say to him, "You are the prince's teacher." The prince's teacher nodded, "Yes, yes, I'm the prince's teacher." After taking a few steps, he repeated the same words a few more times, "Yes, I am the prince's teacher." "I was originally the prince's teacher. After walking for a while, he suddenly raised his head again, "Well, I'll take you to the inn to rest." "When they talked, they were like no one, and they all looked stupid. "Isn't there something mentally wrong with this person?" "Isn't there a name for him?" everyone had a question mark, but there was no way to ask, so they had to follow him.

The prince's teacher ignored their surprise, "The prince will ascend the throne in a few days, and several young heroes must help them." He said to Guansong, and they asked them again and again. Halfway through, as if he remembered something, he asked someone to take Guansong and them to the inn to rest, and arranged for some wine and food to be delivered to Guansong's room. And then leave without saying hello, this is really a wonder!

Facing a table full of dishes, the bun boy took out a silver needle, saw everyone's surprised eyes, and said haha, "This person is a little strange, I'm a little worried." He smiled shyly, but the speed in his hand was very fast, and the silver needle was tried, and it was safe and non-toxic. "Haha, they all love to eat. "He feasted. Qing Chong turned around and left. Guan Song grabbed it, "I know you don't have to eat, but it's okay to eat, just accompany us and eat and drink together." Qing Chong didn't speak, sat down, ate a few bites, and suddenly cried loudly. The cuckoo looked at him, feeling uncomfortable, why didn't he say it. Guansong patted him on the shoulder, understanding what was in his heart.

The bun boy was full of dishes, and suddenly heard Qing Chong's cry, and he was at a loss, unable to swallow or swallow, chewing very carefully, for fear of making too much noise.

After a while, Qing Chong wiped his tears and smiled reluctantly, "I'm no different from you, it's just like having had a long sleep and walking through the darkness for a while alone." I don't know if he comforted himself, but the others quickly nodded in agreement. With tears in his eyes, he swept through the crowd, picked up a large mouthful of food, and poured another sip of wine. "It's delicious, it's delicious, you can eat it too. Guan Song and the others saw that he was eating happily, so they didn't say more, filled him with wine, sandwiched some dishes for him, and several people talked and laughed, as if Qing Chong's crying just now did not exist.