Knowing the origin of these strange shapes in front of him, Ge Shuyun's heart was somewhat stable.

He immediately begged Tang Seng to take his two disciples and escort her to the Geshu tribe. When you arrive, there will inevitably be a lot of gratitude.

Although going to the Geshu tribe is bound to deviate from the westward journey, the monks are merciful, and Tang Seng is about to take a bite.

Sun Wukong grabbed Tang Seng and dragged him aside.

"Master, we don't need to be so troublesome, Zhao Heke is ready. As he spoke, he flipped out the map given by Zhao He before.

In the upper left corner of the map, a location is marked with a slightly thicker line.

"With his ability, since this point is marked, it is to converge at this point. We just have to wait there and this should be taken care of. Sun Wukong said.

Hearing this, Tang Seng nodded slightly, and then said with a little doubt: "Wukong, you said before that Zhao He is not a human being, nor a monster, but a ghost... What the hell is this ghost? Is it a ghost?"

West of Broken Leaf City, inside the small academy.

The battle is over, and it's all over the place.

Mr. Li's limbs were cut off by sharp blades, but in Zhao He's hands, the weapon had changed.

Holding a half-moon shovel in one hand and a crescent moon scimitar in the other, at the same time exuding a rich black gas, the whole person seemed to be covered in a strange atmosphere, isolated from the outside world.

Mr. Li, who lost his limbs, did not die of excessive blood loss.

There was a force in his wound that directly sealed the blood vessels, so that the blood would not seep out.

"One hand holds a crescent knife, the other hand holds a half-moon shovel! You are a member of the Hesho Army! You are Li Shimin's person, you are the person who once chased and killed me. I didn't expect that there would be remnants of evil, and General Yin should have killed all of you at the beginning. Not right... The age is not right. The youngest of the Shogunate who was chasing me at the beginning should have been at least eighteen years old. I was only eight years old, and now that decades have passed, you can't be that young. Who are you?" Mr. Li, who was lying on the ground, struggled to look up at Zhao He, his face full of hideousness.

The so-called Hemu Army is a team of people specially selected by Li Shimin from the Xuanjia Army.

The people of the Hesho Army are not only absolutely loyal to Li Shimin, but also do some shady things for Li Shimin.

It also includes digging graves, stealing ancient tombs of previous dynasties, obtaining gold and silver treasures and antique materials, and reselling them for military expenses.

This matter has existed since ancient times, and the most famous is Cao Cao's golden lieutenant.

Li Shimin, who was still the king of Qin at that time, although he was backed by Li Valve and had the support of the Long nobles, he was not the eldest son after all, and the resources he obtained were limited. If you want to support a huge army, you always have a lot of military power in your hands, and a large amount of military expenditure is indispensable, so it is natural to follow the old path of the ancients.

Zhao He walked up to Mr. Li and looked down at him, with both indifference and a hint of sadness in his eyes: "What you said is right, I am indeed a member of the Hesho Army." Back then, the Yin General Gu Bu was in a maze and led a group of our pursuers into the Jedi and died with us. Indeed, he has never lived up to the trust of Prince Yin. ”

"So I'm not a living person, but a ghost, not a human, not a ghost, not a god, not a demon, and I don't know what I am. Maybe it was created by the special environment at that time, or maybe I still have an obsession in my heart. Heaven has kept me alive and given me godlike power and power. ”

Mr. Li suddenly didn't know what to do.

He should have feared, cursed, screamed wildly.

But when facing Zhao He, he couldn't say anything, in his subconscious, as if he had already felt that it was a natural fate for him to accumulate power, and then fight back to the Tang Dynasty and take back his rightful status and imperial power. But at the same time, it was also fate that a person suddenly appeared in the army that was chasing and killed him. It's so ridiculous that it deserves it.

He is trapped in a small circle of thinking, stubbornly doing some things, delineating the trajectory of his life, never thinking that there will be more possibilities.

"Goblins... Haha! Ghosts! Are you so loyal to Li Shimin? For him, even if he dies, you have to climb back again to complete the mission?" Mr. Li roared a little sadly.

His limbs were gone, and all that was left was his bare body.

He wriggled like a slug on the ground, struggling to crawl toward a broken steel knife to the side, trying to bite the handle with his teeth.

"I don't know why I continue to exist in this way, but not for you. Not to mention for the Tang Emperor, I was loyal when I was alive and did everything I should do, since I have already died once, then his orders should not interfere with me again. Zhao He said.

Mr. Li had already bitten the steel knife, and the corners of his mouth leaked like air: "In that case, why can't you get along with me? Why do you want to do things that hurt me?"

Zhao He stepped forward gently, and with a wave of his palm, the steel knife in Mr. Li's mouth seemed to have been tortured by the years, and shattered into a pile of iron sand in an instant, which confused Mr. Li's mouth.

"I don't remember why I'm alive, but I remember the warmth. On a sunny and warm afternoon, there was a little girl who planted a tree on my head. I was touched by the sound of the buds of the treetops pulling out and the buds blooming, and she would come to talk to the tree every day, which may mean that she was also talking to me. Gradually, I stopped feeling bored and began to really regain consciousness. ”

"If there is really any purpose for me to live, it may be to protect her!" Zhao He said quietly.

A story that may have been a long one, but he told it in a very swift and brief tone.

This should be because, this long story, he just wants to stay in his heart, constantly recalling the warmth and serenity.

The only thing left was that he didn't want to share with anyone anymore.

"Is that her? The little girl you mentioned is Geshuyun! It's her! It must be her! The Jedi that General Yin led you to in the first place is indeed not far from the garrison of the Geshu tribe. ”

"Your obsession with living is him. She is the light of your life, the fire of your soul, your sin, and your salvation. So you must be very obsessed with her, but you have low self-esteem, because you are not a human, but a ghost, you can't be with people, you are afraid that this will harm her. So you can only look at her from afar, hoping that she can be happy, hoping that she can find a man who understands her and loves her. ”

Mr. Li spit out the iron sand in his mouth, and an incomparably crazy smile suddenly appeared on his originally hideous face: "But what to do? She likes me! The happiness she thinks is me! I am everything she has." If you kill me, then she will surely wither in grief and pain. ”

"So what do you choose? Kill? Kill me and kill her. Or do you want to stay and help me and let me drive? I live, she can live. When I am happy, she will be happy. Because I'm everything to hers, and she's everything to you!"