Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 410
A huge dark cloud has formed where the sea level is not high, and it looks like it will fall at any time.

Gentleman Wu looked at Fu Chen's appearance of a woman who was different from the past, so he didn't take the initiative to go forward to say hello.

Instead, Fuchen noticed the sight and smiled at Junziwu.

Just as the prince thought of being polite, he changed his mind and said with a smile, "Come and sit anytime."

An army appears at the mouth of the sea.

"Uncle Emperor." A man with the appearance of a beggar shouted at the gentleman.

The gentleman pretended not to hear.

Eighteen arhats finished pretending to be human, closed the gate, and the golden pagoda slowly disappeared in the air.

The monk said to Fu Chen, "I need to go back and take it to the Buddha Heart Temple." Looking at the sea, it goes without saying.

Fu Chen nodded, looked at Jun Ziwu, "Has the western aqueduct been constructed?"

The gentleman nodded, "Today is the completion date."

Fu Chen nodded, turned into a golden dragon and flew in front of the dark clouds, and Xiao Hei also turned into a black flood dragon to follow.

"This, this, this..." The second prince Ying Kun fell to the ground, looked at the dragons and dragons flying in the air, patted his face, and asked the prince, "My lord, uncle, is this true?"

His uncle stepped over him and left directly, completely ignoring him.He led the army to Wushan.

Close to Wushan Mountain, the only way to travel is by boat.

The gentleman couldn't get off the boat, climbed to the top of the mountain, and stared at the converging water.

The floating dust broke up the three water dragons, a small part of the water flowed into the East China Sea, and most of it slowly gathered in the valley and will also flow into the East China Sea.

At this time, the rising water waves are small and the water is gurgling.

The gentleman does not think about other things.

"My lord, I found two black turtles." The subordinate reported.

The gentleman did not think about it, but decided in an instant, "Let all the valley water near the East China Sea come here."

"My lord?" The subordinate didn't know, looked up and saw the cold eyes of the lord, and immediately lowered his head, "This subordinate obeys the order."

It was already the second day when the second prince arrived at Wushan by wading through mountains and rivers in Kunming. He only saw a large amount of water pouring into two deep ditches. Uncle Huang was standing on a big rock covered with weeds.If you look closely, you can see some lines, which seem to be some kind of carving.

Ying Kun tried to catch a glimpse, suspecting that it was some kind of animal.

Sacrificial offerings require animals.Ying Kun, the royal sacrificial priest, also saw a lot every year.

Ying Kun wanted to get closer to confirm, but immediately there was a cold feeling on the knife—a bayonet appeared on his neck, threatening his life.

Ying Kun didn't dare to move, and could only look for help with his eyes, "Uncle Huang..."

All the Imperial Forest Army he led were brought under control.Now he is completely a lamb to be slaughtered, longing for a little tenderness to spare his life.

Gentleman Wu ignored it, he watched the water flow.The water has been flowing in slowly.

Ying Kun could not approach, but could only back away and stand far away.The depths of his consciousness told him: If he wants to survive, he must cheer up now.

Ying Kun observed hard and didn't come any closer.

On the third day, the water stopped completely.

Ying Kun saw Junzi Wu turning the black turtle, and then cut off the turtle's tail. The sound of "click" sounded, and the sound of gurgling water dissipated.

Ying Kun feels bad.This vision made him put together the golden dragons from the previous two days.

No gentleman stands on a stone.The grass and moss on it have been cleaned up, exposing the original texture.

At a glance, it can be seen that it is a black turtle.

Not one, but two.

Gentleman Wu cut off the tails of the two black turtles, and ordered people to form a formation in front of the Wushan Mountain to kill all the Imperial Forest Army.

Ying Kun's legs went limp.

He didn't know what Junziwu was going to do, but he knew that this was the head of the dragon's veins, and he could guess that Junziwu killed the imperial forest army he brought for sacrifice.

He will also be sacrificed.

Junzi Wu glanced down at Ying Kun, who immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Spare me, Uncle! Uncle Huang!"

For sacrifices, the prince's life is more effective than the imperial army's life.

The prince ignored the messy second prince and walked straight past.He took people to continue processing in the mountains.

No one was guarding Ying Kun, and Ying Kun didn't dare to move, and stayed obediently in the army.Until the gentleman returned to the city without leading his troops.

Ying Kun stayed in Wushan alone, and he left in a panic after confirming that there was no one around.

The palace can no longer stay, people will die.

Running and running, a bold idea flashed in my heart.

This idea is too absurd for him, but he... If he wants to be rich in his life, he should be like this.

Sometimes life choices can be wrong many times, but big decisions can instantly change a person's destiny.

Ying Kun wants to seize his fate.

Royal Palace.

Everyone saw the golden dragon and the black dragon.

The emperor and the ministers discussed how to catch the golden dragon or invite the golden dragon to be a guest. It is best to ask him to guard the palace.

The ministers talked about the three plans, and they still had more ideas until the evening.

The golden dragon symbolizes the dynasty, the emperor.

How can people not be excited?
Jun Ziwu was stopped by Ying Kun within a hundred miles of the imperial city.

"Stop, Your Majesty!" he yelled.

The gentleman looked at Ying Kun coldly without turning his head.

Being able to keep up with their speed is also an ability.

Ying Kun didn't know that he had been affirmed for all his hard work.

"Is the emperor going to enter the palace?" Ying Kun knelt down, and when he was talking, he heard the slight sound of a knife being unsheathed. He tried his best to hold back the trembling fear and continued, "I, I can help your majesty. "

The gentleman is all talking, his eyes are deep and deep, waiting.

"The one in the palace has been on guard against His Majesty for a long time, and this time he sent ministers out to supervise His Majesty. In other words, the minister in the palace who trusts him more, if he is in front of the team, His Majesty can easily enter the imperial city, or even the palace. Your Majesty can reduce the number of troops by one thousand." Ying Kun said.

Jun Ziwu looked at him indifferently, "You can say such outrageous things. The one in the palace is your father."

Ying Kun said in a cold voice, "There is no family affection in the palace. He is the emperor, even if the minister is his son, the minister is also the one who will be sacrificed at any time. As far as the minister is concerned, he will naturally be sacrificed."

"What do you want?" Junzi asked no more, and asked for the result directly.

"I want an idle throne to guard the imperial mausoleum for generations." Ying Kun raised his head and said.

He thought it over, instead of staying away from the imperial city and being a commoner, it would be better to be an idle prince.He's not smart enough, so it's fine to plan anything, and he doesn't want future generations to fight to the death for the throne, so he might as well keep himself safe and guard the imperial tomb, so that his family can live safely.

Gentleman Wu finally took a serious look at the people on the ground.

Unexpectedly, there was still some brains at the critical moment.Know to retreat to advance.

No gentleman waved.The soldiers came forward to grab Ying Kun and put a poison in his mouth.Then push him to the front.

In front of the imperial city.

"Who is in the city?" the soldiers asked, they saw the banner of Zun Wangye.

"Open your dog eyes to see who I am!" Ying Kun put on the majesty of the second prince, and took out the prince's token.

A person walked out of the small gate, confirmed to be the second prince, and opened the city gate with a gesture.

Ying Kun directly entered the imperial city.

The gentleman did not follow in.But his army was not allowed in.

Ying Kun quietly walked beside Junzi Wu, and suggested in a low voice, "Your Majesty, why don't we make a surprise attack late at night. At this time, the person in the palace will definitely ask the minister to ask questions, and then the minister can open the palace door for His Majesty. Your Majesty just needs to wait outside the palace." That's right."

The gentleman nodded.Let Ying Kun leave.

Behind Ying Kun, there are ten black shadows hidden in the black.

Jun Ziwu looked up at the city gate guard.The guard looked at Jun Ziwu and nodded slightly.

The gentleman is faceless and expressionless, first go back to Zunwang's mansion and wait.

Depressed time is always slow.

The sun goes down, and night comes.

Jun Ziwu stood in the courtyard and waited silently.

There are still two hours of dawn.

"You're here." Jun Ziwu said suddenly.

A person stepped out of the darkness.

The hidden guard beside him threw out his hidden weapon.

The gentleman waved his hand without waving, indicating that there is no need to attack.

The man raised his head, stretched out his hand to throw the hidden weapon away, and walked up to Jun Ziwu, "I will help you become emperor."

The gentleman does not look at this person, this person is Heijiao Xiaohei.see once.

But he also knew how this black dragon became a dragon.It is also how to coax Longan from Fuchen.

The gentleman is not surprised by this arrival.The reason is also well known.

He needs to cross the catastrophe and become a real dragon.

The chances of success are even greater with this prince.

If he becomes emperor tonight, this Black Flood Dragon will also get a chance to ascend to the sky in the future.

I can really find the time.All it takes is one night.

The gentleman did not answer, but asked, "Where is the floating dust?"

"We left after it rained in the arid area in the west. She went to Foxin Temple, and I came here." Xiao Hei said flatly.

The faces of the two are different, but they look similar, and they are very cold.

The gentleman nodded, turned and left without answering.The dark guards followed and left, leaving only two comforters to monitor Xiao Hei.

Bai jumped down from the clouds, and said worriedly, "Hei."

"Nothing." Black said.

It is not necessary to jump the dragon gate, but it is also ok to help the dragon stabilize the dragon palace.

At the second watch (three o'clock in the middle of the night), all the troops gathered at the two palace gates outside the palace.

Jun Yingkun took the "token" he had just obtained and asked someone to open the gate of the palace.

In the middle of the night, all the officials got up to go to court, but they saw that the palace gate was closed tightly. When the palace gate opened, blood was already flowing like a river.

In the main hall, the prince is kneeling, the emperor is lying down, and the prince is pointing his sword at the emperor.All ministers have long swords around their necks.

"You, you can't kill me..." The emperor trembled.

The crown prince aimed at the second prince, Jun Yingkun, "You ungrateful trash, how could you treat my father and me like this, he is your father, and I am your brother!"

"Heh." Jun Yingkun laughed, "Are you the emperor? Do you know who the golden dragon made friends with yesterday? It's him!" Ying Kun pointed at Jun Ziwu, "The person the golden dragon agrees with is the master of the world! He is ours Emperor!" Then he knelt down, "I, Ying Kun, kowtow to the emperor."

Seeing this, the emperor was furious, "I am the emperor of Dongling Kingdom! It's your brother! It was I who raised you! Without me, you are nothing!" Pointing to Jun Yingkun, he said, "You are a pig! , I would rather give birth to an animal than to give birth to you!"

Jun Yingkun rolled her eyes, "It would be a wonder in the world if you could have children."

Ying Kun has been neglected for many years.If there are difficulties, he will stop him, and if there are good things, the prince will take care of them all.Occasionally life-threatening.He has had enough of this kind of differential treatment.

The ministers outside the city did not know what happened.Even if you speculate about forcing the palace, you can only speak, and there is no army to resist.

The gentleman didn't talk nonsense, he directly cut off the emperor's hands and feet, and beheaded the prince with his sword.

There were two people lying on the ground, one passed out and the other dead.

"Bring him to the back garden to retire." The gentleman said nothing.As for the prince, he didn't even look at it.

Junzi walked up the steps and sat directly on the dragon chair. In the hall, the soldiers put down their weapons and shouted, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Outside the palace, the minister was put in.When they saw the untreated corpses and blood on the ground, they were frightened one after another.

To show his loyalty, Ying Kun knelt down again, "I wait to pay my respects to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."

The ministers finally came to their senses and quickly knelt down, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The new emperor Junziwu changed the country's surname to "Jiang", and he changed it to Jiang Ziwu.

Regarding this approach, the minister understood that the new emperor hated the old emperor and wanted to get rid of the relationship.Coincidentally, the old emperor lost his temper and cursed at others, his tongue was pulled out by the new emperor, and he died soon after.

The ministers dared not speak out.How servile to the first emperor before, how trembling now waiting for the new emperor's order.

A month later, after the new emperor ascended the throne and worshiped his ancestors, he changed his way to the "Four Seas Buddha Heart" temple.It is decreed to establish the "Four Seas Buddha Heart" as the "Holy Temple".Anyone who steals or insults the monks and spiritual herbs in the courtyard will be the enemy of Dongling Kingdom.It is marked on the back: All creatures in the world, not just people.

This edict was posted in all the markets and on the big trees in the forest.

There must be an edict almost every [-] meters.

When Fuchen saw the edict, he exclaimed, "This... is so heroic. He treats the world as his own territory. I dare not say that." When he said that, the new emperor was next to him.

Jiang Ziwu looked down at the floating dust unceremoniously, slightly displeased.

Floating Dust didn't care at all.Curiously asked, "Hey, why did you change your surname?"

The emperor's change of the country's surname is similar to changing the country's title. This is the mild version of the change of dynasty.But Fuchen felt something else.

That feng shui formation must have other meanings.

"It's nothing." The new emperor didn't bother to say, and started to ink with the brush he picked up.

Fuchen picked up the inkstone, so Jiang Ziwu could do it.

The two sat on the steps of the back mountain of Foxin Temple, which is sparsely populated and is the way for monks to carry water.Below is a long staircase leading to the depths of the forest.

Green mountains and green waters, sunny and pure land, too quiet.

The guards cleared the venue so that the two of them could chat.

The two met three times, and their emotions were somewhat different.

For the first time, the two were curious about each other.Jiang Ziwu completes the floating dust.

The second time, the two fought against each other with politeness and distance.

The third time, the current meeting, also has a slight distance.

One is the lord of a country.One is the spirit of the world.One status is more noble than the other.I dare not guess how much the other party's love is.

"How is the holy monk?" Jiang Ziwu asked.Later, his own eunuch carried back the memorial that he had finished reviewing.

Fuchen sighed quietly, "It's gone to retreat. I don't know what happened."

She remembered her mission.I don't know where the little monk needs to be rescued.

He didn't look like an enchanted person at all.If you are dedicated to the world, where will you be enchanted?

And his name: Wood God.Is it about yourself?
What's with that sense of familiarity before entering the mission?

Why, can there be that familiar feeling now?

What is that familiarity and trust between souls?

And these inexplicable villain missions... Fuchen began to get tired of missions.

Meeting is fate.If souls attract each other, why not stay here?
So what about returning to Heaven?Isn't she just a little fairy, drinking and having fun by the fairy pond every day, just getting by?

Dust took a deep breath.I can feel that the wounds in my heart have been healed in the encounters with my fathers again and again.

"Don't worry." Jiang Ziwu saw her sad face, and said softly, "He is a holy monk, and he has a relic with the Buddha's heart in his body. He is destined to become a Buddha. How could something happen?"

Fu Chen turned around, and had no quarrel with the monarch, raised his eyebrows and teased, "Yo, you know it very well."

Jiang Ziwu smiled, "There is a Buddhist bead relic in the Foxin Temple, and it is a Buddha's heart relic. This is a tacit fact for thousands of years. But you, when did you become a god?"

"I become a god? It's early." Fuchen lay down straight, lifted Erlang's legs and shook his feet, "What kind of god can I become like this? I am lazy and moody. I am really a god, and people don't even bother to offer incense to me. Because Ah , I am too lazy to fulfill their vows."

"That can't be helped. I've implemented it for you. It's really not possible," Jiang Ziwu said in distress, "I'll build you ten Dragon King Temples, and carve a golden dragon there. You don't need any decorations, just put a merit box and give it to you." Donate more."

"That's a good idea." Fuchen took the joke, "I don't need ten seats at that time, just get me a hundred or so. To thank you," Fuchen dragged his green boots, "let you sit on my feet Writing, what a majestic emperor visiting here."

"Fuck you." Jiang Ziwu scolded with a smile, and casually wrote two characters on Fuchen's feet, "Rogue".

The black ink is meandering and atmospheric, like a gentle imprint.

The two gagged and sat on the mountain chatting all afternoon.In the evening, Fuchen invited Jiang Ziwu to go to the top of the mountain to see the snow-capped mountains and the moon.

Early winter on the mountain.It was late autumn at the foot of the mountain, and early winter at the top of the mountain.

There is snow all year round on the top of the mountain.

In summer she threw a lot of melons into the snow to eat.

Because it was thrown casually, the two could only find it randomly in the snow.Find one counts as one.

With such a casual attitude, Jiang Ziwu just smiled.

It is indeed the behavior of floating dust.

The two sat on the top of the mountain to eat melons and continued to chat.

They are all cultivators of immortality, who keep their qi away from the cold.The two chatted for a long time.

Jiang Ziwu has ideas that are different from this world, radical and generous.But when it comes to some small things, it also reflects humanistic care.

Floating dust has too much randomness.This kind of randomness shows super inclusiveness.She can listen and she can respond.Even more, they can't mind the identities of the two and make jokes.

The two are confidants to some extent.

The moon high in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, with a not-so-bright brilliance.

Black enveloped the world.

The snow-capped mountains respond to the moonlight, giving a faint soft light.

The two chatted, and the whole body was comfortable.Looking at each other, it seems to be able to see the same soul.

friend.

Fuchen is very happy to have such a friend.

Before dawn the next day, Jiang Ziwu went down the mountain early to return to the mortal world.As the king of the secular world, he has endless chores to deal with.

Yesterday's time was a quiet time to squeeze out all difficulties for myself.But it can give the rest of my life a good memory.

Fuchen watched this friend go down the mountain, and waved goodbye: At this moment, the difference of identity really appeared.

Friends are hard to get together.each for the future.I can only feel sorry for him under the same moonlight: he lived well under that moonlight.

Every month, Fuchen can deliver all kinds of fresh fruits regularly.These fresh fruits are like the "fresh fruit supply, incense service" in the joke.

Looking at the fresh fruit, Fu Chen smiled.

Become a god, how to become a god?

In this world, the spiritual energy is thin, and the way of heaven is set, only one person can ascend.She and the monk, how could it be her?

How could this be?

(End of this chapter)