Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Wind and Snow End Like a Bad Chess

It's snowing again?

After the heavy snow stopped, another light snow came.

Xiao Jin, who traveled with his spirit, and Lin Han, who rushed here in person, stood side by side on the Meishan plum viewing platform, looking at the Meishan Ming Tomb from afar through the fluttering snowflakes.

This plum platform is about one zhang high, about five zhang wide, built in the Great Chu period, it is rumored that there was a great sage of the people, indifferent to fame and fortune, the Great Chu court repeatedly wanted to sign him into the court as an official, all were rejected by him, and later this wise man built the plum appreciation platform on the plum mountain, lived in seclusion here.

Xiao Jin stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the sparse and thin snowflakes outside, and said softly: "You are hidden for fame and fortune, and I am for fame and fortune." How can you see the face of the king, and enjoy the plum platform today?"

Lin Han sneered: "The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, I don't believe that there are really people in the world who are not moved by the word fame and fortune, and the so-called disrespect for Rongli is just a fame and reputation." ”

Xiao Jin shook his head and said: "You can't generalize, we chase fame and fortune, let's say that others also chase fame and fortune, this is a mistake of pushing others with ourselves, it's not good." ”

Lin Han was slightly surprised.

Xiao Jin smiled, and then said: "There is a saying in the extreme west, if the sky is always dark, then survive in the dark, and if it is dangerous to make a sound, then keep silent. If you feel powerless to shine, then crouch in the corner. But don't be accustomed to the darkness and justify it, don't be proud of your own stubbornness, don't mock those who are braver and more zealous than yourself, we can be humble as dust, not twisted as maggots. ”

Lin Han didn't care about the slight irony in Xiao Jin's words, and just smiled: "The truth is not wrong, but it sounds a little weird." ”

Xiao Jin said calmly: "This sentence is really not appropriate for me, being a little person as humble as dust seems to be a matter of the previous life, it has been too long and too long, but I remember it so clearly, it seems like yesterday." ”

Lin Han still only glanced at him in slight surprise, as if he had long been accustomed to the chatter of this old friend. ”

Xiao Jin stopped talking, looked at the Meishan Ming Tomb, and suddenly remembered an old past.

After the death of Emperor Shenzong of Dazheng that year, Xiao Yu returned to the northwest overnight, Xiao Lie beheaded Li Yan, the first assistant and Zhang Qing, the governor of the capital, and arrested Song Zhixing and other six important ministers of the court, and then helped Ling into the palace, and he followed his father Xiao Lie at that time.

That year, from the civil and military officials to the guards and soldiers, they were all vegetarian. In a carriage close to Emperor Zheng Shenzong's royal car, Xiao Lie and Xiao Jin sat in it.

Xiao Jin clearly remembered what his father Xiao Lie was wearing at that time, which was a pure black inner robe, with patterns and piping, leaving only the deepest black, with a white cloth belt wrapped around his waist, and the outer robe had been replaced with a stiff white linen cloth, black inside and white outside.

When he was about to arrive at Da Zheng Gate, Xiao Lie, who had been closing his eyes and concentrating, suddenly opened his eyes and asked him, "Jin'er, are you resentful of being a father?"

Xiao Jin, who was sitting next to Xiao Lie at the time, was slightly stunned, and immediately replied respectfully: "The child doesn't dare." ”

Xiao Lie was noncommittal, and said flatly: "Although you are small, your heart is too big. ”

Xiao Jin was instantly shocked.

Xiao Lie chuckled and said, "Everyone else says that you are a wise person, but I know that there are gods and demons in this world, and visitors from outside the territory. ”

Xiao Jin was so frightened that he almost wanted to escape from this carriage, cold sweat stretched out from the corner of his forehead, and he was already sweating through his clothes in the blink of an eye.

There was silence in the carriage, and after a while, Xiao Jin barely squeezed out a stiff smile and said in a trembling voice: "What is the father saying, the child doesn't understand." ”

Xiao Lie said calmly: "You know in your heart, why pretend to be confused? Don't you always think that I treat Xiao Yu well, because no matter what, he is still my son after all, and you are different, you can only be regarded as half." ”

Xiao Jin opened his mouth, wanting to laugh dryly, but his voice was hoarse like a rotten door shaft.

Xiao Lie looked at him with a smile, and finally waved his hand and said, "That's it, it's rare to be confused, so let's be confused." ”

After confirming that his father Xiao Lie really didn't mean to delve into it, Xiao Jin, who was only ten years old at the time, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his stiff cheeks vigorously, and found that his back was already soaked in cold sweat at some point.

The terrifying feeling of being pierced by someone who pierced the biggest secret in his heart is still unforgettable.

Xiao Jin looked up, and the falling snow seemed to be paper money falling from the sky, just like the snow when Fu Ling entered the palace.

The wind and snow are like clouds.

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At this time, the two Earth Immortal Monks of the Ghost King Palace and the three Great True Persons of the Dao Gate had already entered the Ming Tomb, because of the Qingchen and Bingchen opening the way in front, they were not hindered by too much resistance, and almost all the way was unimpeded.

In the Ghost King Palace, which has been resurrecting the soul for fifty years, in addition to the main and deputy palace masters and the four great immortal monarchs, there are also two major Dharma Protector Elders, who live in seclusion on weekdays, and only listen to the orders of the palace master, even the deputy palace master Xiao Lin has no right to order them. And the three Daomen Dazhen who walked with the two of them were all Ye Zi generations, and the person at the head was the deputy head of the Daomen Shen Criminal Division.

Walking in the fourth layer of the mausoleum, an old man in his fifties walked in the front, with a high nose and deep eyes, as if he was from the Western Regions, he looked at the mess all over the place, and sighed in the words of the Great Qi official who sounded quite awkward and strange: "It's really amazing, fortunately, there are two earth immortals in the eighteenth-floor realm to open the way for us, otherwise with the strength of the five of us alone, I am afraid that we will have no doubt to hate this place." ”

Beside him was an old Taoist, with an accent of authentic Daqi official dialect, and said flatly: "Master Qingchen has a Dao method to the sky, and Uncle Bingchen has a sword cultivation that deserves to be the first person, if the two of them join forces, even if they are against the true immortals, they will have the power to fight." ”

The old man from the Western Regions who was born in the Ghost King's Palace laughed strangely, "True Immortal? How is it compared to the Sword Sect Shangguan Xianchen back then? Don't forget, whose mausoleum is this, if that Your Majesty is still alive, even if the two eighteenth-floor Earth Immortals join forces, they may not be able to do much." ”

The old Taoist, who was the deputy head of the Daomen Punishment Division, did not speak.

Another gray-haired Daomen Dazhen frowned, "This trip to the Ming Tomb, right and wrong are unpredictable, the five of us are the last backhand, after us, there is no backhand, if the two masters miss, wouldn't we be sheep into the mouth of the tiger?"

A Daomen Dazhen who seemed to be only not confused said indifferently: "Wealth and danger are sought, and if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get a tiger?"

The old man of the Western Regions still had to speak, and the last "young man" from the Ghost King Palace said flatly: "The reason why the two of us are here is because of the order of the palace master, we have to come, as for the three of you Daomen Dazhen, although I don't know who instructed me, but I think the status will not be too low, maybe it is one of the three disciples who are expected to inherit the position of the sect, there is a saying that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and the world in the eyes of us mortals is not allowed to be free." ”

This "young man" has the surname Shangguan, a single name, the years do not seem to have left too many traces on his body, and he is still the skin of a young man, he hesitated a little and then added, "To put it bluntly, we are the end of the past, if the battle over there ends in a lose-lose situation, it is time for us to appear." ”

The deputy head of the Daomen Shen Criminal Division glanced at Shangguan Feng, nodded and said softly, "Good." ”