My enemies became my companions

Chapter 90 The Disciple

This boy falsely claims that it is destiny.

The Goddess Taihua watched Chen Yi leave.

Even though she had gradually calmed down after entering the underground palace, she still couldn't help but feel that he was an eyesore.

"The 'Yi' in his name is a waste."

Goddess Taihua said to herself.

Yi means Tao.

"He is definitely someone who cannot sever his worldly ties. Why should I bother trying to persuade him? It would be better for me to find the goddess' inheritance as soon as possible."

Goddess Taihua thought carefully and began to calculate.

Now her state of mind has been perfected. She can't be shaken by him, and she can't let her heart be overwhelmed like before.

There is a clear rule in Mount Taihua that those who have not achieved success in Taoism are not allowed to travel far away, and those who have achieved great success are even less allowed to travel far away.

The former is because the state of mind is not perfect enough, while the latter is because the state of mind is too perfect. You should know that the more perfect the state of mind is, the more difficult it will be to recover once it is broken, just like the higher the building is, the more tragic it will fall. I am afraid that all the cultivation of the Tao for many years will be shattered to pieces, and even become a wedding dress for others.

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When Chen Yi returned to the tomb, he saw that Queen An had woken up, and the captured young lady from the Lin family was hiding timidly in the corner.

Seeing Chen Yi, An Hou shook her head and said softly:
"Chen, Chen Yi... no, Yi'er?"

Chen Yi noticed that hatred flashed across Queen An's eyes at first, but then it disappeared in a flash and turned into an intimate and sincere call.

Queen An's original memory and Tushan's memory seemed to be in conflict.

"I'm here, my lady."

"Where have you been? Why can't I see you this early in the morning?"

An Hou stood up slowly.

"Yes..."

Before Chen Yi finished speaking, Queen An walked up to Lin Wanheng in small steps. The girl was stunned at first, and then her whole body began to tremble violently.

"Kill a few people to offer sacrifices to the gods, and then have sex with her a hundred times so that she can continue your family line."

As she spoke, Queen An casually picked up Lin Wanheng as if she were a chicken.

Lin Wanheng's face turned pale with fear, and he said with tears in his eyes:
"He, he is my uncle, really my uncle..."

She couldn't lose her chastity. A normal lady could cover it up, but she hadn't even consummated her marriage. If she lost her chastity, everything would be over. She would become a woman with no reputation and would commit suicide by jumping into the river.

Even if Chen Yi had the desire, he didn't have the mind to do so at the moment.
"Empress, you..."

Seeing that Chen Yi was still trying to shirk his responsibility, Queen An became angry and rebuked him unhappily:
"You don't even want the woman I found for you. Do you know how much effort I put into you? Do you know it took me so long to raise you? Well, now you're rebellious and think I can't control you anymore. I'm telling you, no matter how long it takes, I'll always be your mother."

"How can it be…"

Chen Yi had no choice but to quickly get into character and said with a gentle smile:
"But now in this underground palace, we can't offer human sacrifices to the heavens, right?"

When Lin Wanheng heard this, he nodded quickly.

Unexpectedly, Queen An's eyes turned and she said calmly:
"Then we can offer sacrifices to the gods later. You can deal with her first. We are not those Dongyi people who offer sacrifices to ghosts and gods all day long."

Chen Yi's eyes turned, as if he was thinking about something.

Lin Wanheng's eyes were filled with tears and her face was pale. She placed all her hopes on her adopted uncle, but her uncle strode up to her and hugged her without saying a word. Lin Wanheng, who had been raised in seclusion and had rarely touched a man, froze in an instant.

"I'll go next door."

When she heard these words, she came to her senses and found herself in another tomb chamber.

"Uncle, don't, don't... you scoundrel! You shameless villain!"

Lin Wan was pressed to the ground, trembling with grief. She kicked her legs and struggled. Her embroidered shoes fell off and her white feet danced back and forth. Chen Yi was annoyed by her and pushed hard on the Yongquan point on the sole of her foot with his fingers.

"pain!"

The soles of her feet felt numb and the young lady from the Lin family screamed in surprise.

"Don't scream, do you really want to be fucked like a human?"

Throwing her feet to the ground, Chen Yi said viciously.

The young lady from the Lin family blushed and looked at him anxiously, her lips almost bitten through. Her gentle eyebrows were wrinkled and two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm helping you, understand?"

Chen Yi lowered his voice.

Lin Wanheng didn't believe it at all, and in shame and anger, she kicked her legs and tried to kick him away.

Chen Yi grabbed her legs and pushed hard into her Yongquan acupoint.

"pain…"

Lin Wanheng twitched her legs, but was held firmly by Chen Yi. She said anxiously:

"I'm not going to kick you, so stop pushing me."

She is a married woman. How is she going to live after being molested like this?
"Okay, just yell a few times and it'll be over. Do you understand?"

Chen Yi patted her face and said with a smile.

After leaving An, who treated him as a son, Chen Yi finally felt less awkward.

If the situation did not allow it, he would have wanted to bully Lin Wanlang again, just like he bullied Yin Tingxue.

"I see, I see."

Lin Wanheng said hurriedly, fearing that Chen Yi would not believe it, and confirmed it:
"I have been reading poetry and books since I was young, and I am sensible. You are my uncle and a good man, I know."

This was also a warning to this cheap uncle. She was not a promiscuous woman, but a virtuous wife and mother who kept her reputation. If he continued to be so frivolous and did something that violated the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, she would never obey him. "Okay."

"Then uncle, can you...let go of my feet first?"

"Don't let it go."

"why?"

Lin Wanheng had just asked a question when Chen Yi exerted force with an expressionless face.

"what!"

"If I let you go you won't scream."

"Don't do this, uncle, don't do this... ah! It hurts, you lecher, you beast in human clothing!"

[Lin Wanheng's negative emotions are rewarded with ten years of true energy. ]

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Somewhere in the underground palace.

The donkey-headed prince stretched out his fingers and silently wrote stroke by stroke in the mud on the ground.

There are only two characters he wrote. The first one is "明" on top and "空" on the bottom, which is "曌". The second one is a single character "华".

These are all her names.

The Donkey-Headed Prince couldn't remember when he was sent out of the palace, and the woman in his memory had long since become blurred over the years.

If he hadn't heard it from other people, he wouldn't have known that this woman was the first female emperor in history.

From time to time, when the purple-gold gauze curtain in Yingxian Palace was lifted, the glances of both concern and hatred cast upon her became his deepest impression of his mother.

The "Ming" on the top and "Kong" on the bottom mean the sun and the moon in the sky shining on the earth. Compared with this character, he prefers the simple "Hua".

Because when he was still in the Daming Palace, she was not yet called Wu Zhao.

Later, he was sent out of the palace and sent to the wooden city that she had ordered people to build. He stayed there, trapped in the wooden city, and was unable to go back to take a look until the woman died.

He remembered that when the woman died, he felt very sad, as if a part of his soul had been cut off. He has been in a daze ever since. When he came to his senses, his name had been recorded in "The Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties" and he had become a demon that everyone was afraid of.

"How long are we going to stay here?!"

The anxious voice beside his ear interrupted the Donkey-Headed Prince's thoughts.

The Donkey-Headed Prince turned his head and saw Lin Yan, who was restless.

The latter paced back and forth impatiently, full of anger.

"Wait slowly."

The donkey-headed prince said indifferently.

"Still waiting, the mistress of the Lin Mansion has fallen into the hands of that thief, and you still want me to wait?!"

Following the words of the Donkey-Headed Prince, a strong sense of anger and shame surged up, and Lin Yan questioned gloomily.

"We can only wait."

As the Donkey-Headed Prince spoke, he stretched out his hand and continued to write on the ground.

"Wait, wait? Still waiting?!"

Lin Yan was furious. If he waited any longer, he didn't know how his wife, whom he married formally but whom he couldn't bear to desecrate, would be defiled and what would be her fate.

Seeing that the donkey-headed prince didn't say anything, Lin Yan's face turned into rage, and he kicked the words on the sand fiercely.

"If you keep waiting like this, your mother won't be born, and in the end, both you and I will be in vain!"

"Shut up!"

After he finished speaking, the Donkey-Headed Prince suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up like a chicken.

"You are a loser, and that's why your wife fell into the hands of others. What does it have to do with me, the prince?!"

The donkey-headed prince had a gloomy face and shouted angrily in a low voice:
"You can do whatever you want with your wife. You dare not even touch her, and she will be treated cruelly. It's all because you are a waste, and you have nothing to do with me, the prince!"

Lin Yan's face turned pale from being pinched, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. Desire to survive, he slapped the donkey-headed prince's arm begging for mercy.

After a long time, the Donkey-Headed Prince finally let him go.

He was about to say something.

Not far away, a female Taoist priest with a kind face and a faint aura was slowly approaching.

"Greetings to Lord Yu Zhen Yuan."

The Donkey-Headed Prince bowed.

"No need to be polite, just get down to business."

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun said slowly:
"Your Highness, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready. We just need them to go deeper into... the Temple of Heaven."

The donkey-headed prince replied.

Yu Zhen Yuan Jun nodded slightly.

During the Xia and Shang dynasties, there was no heaven or underworld. After death, people were treated as if they were alive. Therefore, an altar to heaven was built in the Tushan underground palace. It is unknown how many people were sacrificed when the underground palace was built.

From kings and nobles to common people, all were used for sacrifices. Slaves were not included because their status was not qualified enough to offer sacrifices to the gods.

After the Temple of Heaven is opened, the gate leading to the main tomb will also be opened. At that time, her apprentice will be able to touch with his own hands the ancient golden inscription of the word "Tao" passed down by the goddess.

(End of this chapter)