The Three-Life Stone

"Your Majesty, I heard that you brought back a woman yesterday and lived directly in the Qianqing Palace." The next morning, Concubine Hui came to the study in the Qianqing Palace and found Bei Mingmo and said, "This is against the rules. If Your Majesty likes my sister, you can take her into the harem and keep her company with the other sisters."

"I don't know when I will need a concubine to teach me the rules?" Bei Ming Mo replied stiffly.

"I dare not, I just..."

"Just what? Are you so arrogant because of my favor? I see that you are not afraid, but very brave." Bei Mingmo put down the book in his hand and shouted, "Come here, Concubine Hui is bullying the emperor and talking back to him. She is banished to the cold palace as a warning to others."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I would never dare to do that. Your Majesty, please forgive me..." Concubine Hui kept wailing, and she still didn't understand how she had offended the emperor until she was dragged into the cold palace.

Xia Jin came out from behind the screen and massaged Bei Ming Mo's shoulders. She didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing Bei Ming Mo continuing to read, Xia Jin asked, "Empress Hui..."

"Well, in order to remember that person, I promoted the chess piece she arranged to this position to remind myself all the time." Bei Ming Mo put away his smile and said seriously.

"So what should we do now..."

"Because it's in the past, people always have to look forward, and those things are not important anymore."

Xia Jin leaned over, hugged Bei Mingmo and said, "Well, it's all over."

Xia Jin usually stayed with Bei Mingmo in the Qianqing Palace, and occasionally she would pick up the guqin and play a few tunes. Xia Jin recalled some songs she had heard during her outings, and she wanted to play one or two during her sudden free time, but she couldn't remember them. So Bei Mingmo asked someone to find some musicians to play, and Xia Jin followed behind and quietly learned.

Sometimes when Bei Mingmo was handling things nearby, Xia Jin would also read some poetry and books, and ask about a few words when she came across one she didn't know.

When she has nothing to do, Xia Jin likes to write storybooks, which are then promoted by her personal maid. Xia Jin will write down some of the popular storybooks and draw some pictures on them as peripherals.

The days were so fulfilling and we passed a few years in peace.

There is a village on a mountain range on the northern border, which is isolated from the world and peaceful.

The men, women, young and old in the village work from sunrise to sunset and live a simple life.

Most people in the village know each other. They often chat with each other when they meet while working in the fields to relieve boredom. If they see any busy family with free time, they will help each other. Sometimes the village elders will organize group activities for everyone.

When it is dinner time, you can see smoke rising from the roofs of every household. The old man is chopping wood, looking as energetic as ever, and the old woman is cooking while shaking her head at the little kid who has never grown up.

Luxi was born and raised in this village. She has lively eyes and runs in the mountains and forests in her favorite white skirt, just like a fairy who has strayed into the mortal world. Her favorite thing is white skirt, and she has loved it since she was a child.

What Luxi wanted most was to go to the other side of the lake to see what was there, but her grandma always said that there were too many bad people outside, including man-eating monsters.

Every time she heard the word "Monster Luxi", she would be stunned. Ever since she was adopted into this village, she had felt that the village was filled with demonic aura. This familiar smell had accompanied her growing up since she was a child.

The people in the village were very kind, which made her feel particularly at ease. She would never have thought that the village that had lived peacefully for so many years would one day attract a demon catcher because of this evil spirit.

Luxi will never forget that a group of Taoist priests in the name of justice ruthlessly slid their swords towards the necks of villagers just because of his words that he felt this person was a monster, even though this monster had never harmed anyone in the village.

As begging for mercy became futile, some villagers took off their disguises. They were all little demons who had recently become spirits or had practiced for a hundred years. To the Taoists who had practiced the right way and had achieved great accomplishments, they were like an egg hitting a stone.

Luxi watched with his own eyes the once kind villagers, the hard-mouthed but soft-hearted mother, and the dull and wooden father rush forward and fall down one by one. Their blood washed the entire village, and the lingering evil spirit also dissipated.

Luxi did not escape but just watched this scene deep in the village. A Taoist priest approached her and put the sword on her neck. She could feel the murderous aura. She looked at the Taoist priest calmly, with no expression on her face except a tear falling from her calm big eyes.

The other Taoists also gathered around and said, "That's enough. There is no demonic energy in her. It will take her time to accept that her relatives who she has lived with for so many years are all demons. Let's go first."

They left, like chivalrous warriors who did not leave their names. Lu Xi's mouth curled up slightly, and no one knew whether it was self-mockery or an evil smile.

Luxi struggled to carry the villagers together one by one. She wanted to burn all of them and the village to ashes in one breath. A black figure appeared quietly.

"I didn't expect that the ancient gods would end up in such a situation." The man sneered softly, shook his head and waved his hand. The dead villagers were piled together, and the houses were all burning with black flames.

Lu Xi raised his eyes to look at the uninvited guest: "I don't know who you are, Lu Xi thanks you again."

"Aren't you sad?" The man in black asked Lu Xi with a smile.

"Why are you sad?" Lu Xi asked calmly.

"They are all elders who have been with you for many years, and some of them are your relatives."

"So should I be sad?" Lu Xi asked. Thinking that the tear was due to sadness, Lu Xi hesitated.

The man was also a little puzzled and asked: "Shouldn't I be sad?"

"Then be sad. Well, I am sad. Are you sad?" Lu Xi said indifferently.

Qin Yunhuai asked helplessly: "I don't know these people, why should I be sad?"

"Oh, you're not sad." Lu Xi patted his hands and the dust on his body and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

I came here to laugh at you, and you're giving me this attitude? Qin Yunhuai shouted in his heart, but still asked calmly: "Are you going down the mountain like this?"

"if not?"

"Silver is needed outside."

“Can silver be eaten?”

"No."

"What's the point of having it?"

“I can buy food…”

"and then?"

"Don't you think it's inappropriate to go out when you have nothing? Do you want to be a beggar?"

"beggar?"

"It's people who have nothing and live by begging."

"That's not bad."

"You..." Qin Yunhuai followed behind Lu Xi and was so angry that he held back and said, "What's so good about it? I have no place to live, and I don't have food to eat every meal."

"and then?"

"Is that all you know?"

"What else would I say?"

"You...really are." Qin Yunhuai was speechless, not knowing what to say. A black figure flashed by, and he thought to himself, I'll come back to laugh at you after a while and see if you can still be so stubborn.

After Qin Yunhuai left, Lu Xi's lips curled up. The once arrogant Lord of the Demonic Path was no more than this.