The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

In the main hall, there were no other people except the old man.

"Do you want to see me?" The old man walked very slowly, walking up to Ji Zheng step by step: "I thought you would only hate me."

After he got closer, Ji Zheng and Fang Qian realized that not only the hall, but even the old man was covered with yin energy, like a dead soul from the underworld, or... like a demon.

Fang Qian had felt this kind of breath in Chen Shuyu before.

Is this too much unrighteousness, or too much experimentation... making myself inhumane?

The old man's eyes looked at Ji Zheng greedily, it didn't look like he was looking at his blood relatives, but like looking at a plate of food.

His gaze made people feel extremely uncomfortable, Ji Zheng frowned, and the long sword at his waist let out bursts of sword sounds.

The old man forced himself to turn his head, and glanced at the bright yellow dragon chair behind him, the dragon head carved on it was lifelike.The old man's eyes showed nostalgia, and finally overwhelmed the greed: "If there is anything you want to ask, ask as soon as possible, and leave as soon as possible after asking."

The old man revealed weirdness everywhere, but Ji Zheng kept his face cold and motionless.

He once thought that he would be bloodied all the way to this temple; he had also imagined holding the opponent's head in his hands on the battlefield, but he never imagined that they would stand face to face and talk so peacefully.Apart from the fact that the old man's arrogance towards him and his arrogance of not treating him as a human being have not changed, Ji Zheng's dislike for him has also not changed.

Ji Zheng put his hand on the sword: "You sent people to the Lin family back then." He could feel the warmth in his hand.

The old man did not shy away from it, and nodded slowly.He looked at Ji Zheng's hand on the hilt of the sword, and actually put his strength on the crutch in his hand, turned around and walked towards the dragon chair step by step: "It's me. The Lin family is disobedient and deserves to be killed."

The blood debt of the past was so straightforwardly laid out in front of him, Ji Zheng hated it so much that he laughed instead: "But I don't think it should be."

A few low laughs escaped from the old man's throat.He didn't look back, but turned his back to Ji Zheng: "But you can't kill me now, no one in this world can kill me anymore."

After he finished speaking, he leaned on his crutches and walked towards the dragon chair step by step, with his back facing Ji Zheng, as if he was not at all afraid that he would draw a sword from behind.In other words, even if he used his sword, it would be useless.

Because after the old man carried it on his back, Ji Zheng had already drawn out his sword, but his sword was entangled by shadows condensed by Yin Qi, and swung wildly like a snake's tail.No matter how difficult it is for his sword to penetrate an inch.

Ji Zheng didn't withdraw his sword, and the clear sword still pointed directly at the old man's back: "Whether it's the courtiers who have been loyal to you for many years, or the close relatives who inherit your blood, you don't pay attention to it, let alone me. But you But pass the throne to me."

Ji Zheng's tone remained calm: "You are almost dead."

If not, how could this extremely greedy and arrogant person surrender his country to others.

The old man squinted his eyes, his body was filled with murderous aura, but it quickly dissipated, he laughed and said: "You are right, if I don't die, I will not give this throne to anyone, this country will only belong to me!" of."

This time he didn't call himself Zhen, but called himself me, and his words were full of regrets that his life would not last long.

"There are wars in the south and north of your country, and your sons are planning to force the palace to seize the throne." Ji Zheng sneered: "What's so good?"

The old man looked a little strange: "Well, you will understand when you sit on the seat. A country cannot live without a king, and I have no way to go to court. You should take care of the government from today onwards. You and I will see each other. If you have nothing to do, don’t come here.”

Ji Zheng didn't speak any more, he knew that he couldn't kill this person with just one sword move, and then turned and left the Huagai Palace.

As soon as he arrived outside the hall, he heard Fang Qian's voice: "Do you believe what he said?"

Ji Zheng sneered: "I don't believe a word he said, I will kill him one day."

The cloudy air and hazy eyes all over the sky, said that this person gave up, how could it be possible?

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In fact, Fang Qian didn't really believe it. The moment he saw the old man's face, he ran to the cold palace behind the bamboo forest again.

Fang Qian heaved a sigh of relief unconsciously when he saw the old man who was weeding in the courtyard. This old man was the first person in the deep palace to talk to him and help him guide the way, apart from those court ladies.It can barely be regarded as a little kindness, if Ji Zheng's enemy is also him, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing.

The old man glanced sideways at Fang Qian, and was speechless at his repeated uninvited visits. He glanced at him and continued to do his weeding work: "He went to see that person?"

Fang Qian thought for a while and nodded without concealing: "I see."

The old man paused, then turned to look at Fang Qian: "Do you think I look a lot like him?"

It's not just very similar, it's exactly the same.Twins in the world are similar in appearance, but they also have subtle differences due to differences in personality and experience.Like Lu Lan and Lu Yue, in fact, there is a red spot on Lu Yue's left earlobe, which needs to be found by getting closer.After getting along for a long time and getting to know each other well, Fang Qian can tell the two from the difference in the inertial position of the corners of their lips when something happens.

But this kind of difference does not exist at all between the old man and the one in the hall.If it wasn't for Fang Qian's soul still in Ji Zheng's body, seeing the two old people coexist at the same time with his own eyes, he wouldn't be able to believe that they were two people.

After hearing this, the old man was noncommittal about the fact that he looked exactly the same as that person.He just laughed, put down his tools and walked into the house with his hands behind his back: "Isn't it good for you to stay in Taihang? It's nothing to stir up trouble. After Taihang escaped from the world, the mountain gate has its own spiritual veins that can last for thousands of years, thousands of years. How will the outside world have anything to do with you as the battles change and the stars change."

Fang Qian followed the old man familiarly, followed him into the house, and said with emotion: "If there is no father over there, I would think you are Ji Zheng's father."

This was the first time he entered the house. Unlike the desolation outside, the house was cleaned very clean. The furniture inside was a bit old, but it was well maintained.

In the middle is a wooden horse played by a child. Over the years, the red paint on the wooden horse has faded, revealing the original color of the wood. There is also a season character engraved on the small wooden horse.

Fang Qian moved forward, stepped forward and touched the wooden horse's head: "This is where he lived when he was a child?"

The old man glanced back at Fang Qian, with a sad expression on his face: "If it's really so good, they won't have to run away."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wall behind him, turning sideways, unable to see the expression on his face: "That's where he lived since he was a child, do you want to see it?"

Now that it's here, why don't you watch it?Fang Qian smiled, and pushed the wall away without hesitation...

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When Ji Zheng returned to the East Palace, his killing intent was still there.Seeing that the ministers in the front hall were still waiting there, all of them were respectful, but they all seemed to be prepared to speak at length.

Ji Zheng turned his head and left, out of sight and out of mind, all the way back to the bedroom, but Fang Qian was not inside, so he had to come out to catch another court lady and asked, "Where is Fang Qian?"

The maid was sneaking around, but when she turned around and saw that it was the prince, she immediately bowed down in panic.Ji Zheng felt even more irritable, but he knew that getting angry again would undoubtedly add fuel to the flames, so he just waited quietly for the maid to reply.

After the maid finally performed the salute, she finally replied: "Report to Your Highness, the young master has gone to the bamboo forest behind."

When he raised his head again, Ji Zheng's figure had gone far away, heading towards the bamboo forest.

He had been in the palace for two days and was pestered by ministers from morning to night, but he didn't pay much attention to where Fang Qian went every day, and it was the first time he was in this bamboo forest.

Fang Qian had a ray of soul in Ji Zheng's body, and the two of them had already connected with each other, and they followed the induction to search in the bamboo forest without delay and walked out of the bamboo forest, seeing the small courtyard behind.

At the moment when he saw the whole picture of the small courtyard, Ji Zheng's footsteps suddenly changed, his face changed suddenly, and his fingers clenched into fists.The surrounding bamboo forest was shaken by the dragon energy on his body, making crisp sounds.

How did he come to this place?

Was this place originally here?

Ji Zheng only paused for a moment before stepping into the courtyard.After Ji Zheng pushed the already damaged wooden door, it squeaked and went to bed.

The courtyard was empty at this moment, and Ji Zheng subconsciously saw the swing in the courtyard.Probably the old man repaired the rope on the swing, and the swing was swinging with the cold wind.

Ji Zheng's mind went blank for a moment, and he seemed to hear childish laughter in his ears, as well as someone's gentle exhortations.A pale picture flashed in front of his eyes, and the woman in the picture couldn't see her face clearly.

She hummed a ballad softly: "It will rain heavily, Shangyang drums at noon..."

There is also a man in the picture, standing in the shadows watching the woman play with the child.The bright yellow dragon robe on his body is the only color in the whole picture.

The moment he appeared, the whole picture was cut apart.

"Hurry up, don't drain it, and save his life."

Ji Zheng had a splitting headache for a moment, and the color of blood replaced the original peaceful picture.

"Ji Zheng...Ji Zheng!"

"Eldest brother..." Ji Zheng bit his lip, the empty yard was still in front of him: "Where are you?"

Fang Qian was silent for a while, and continued: "Stay where you are and wait for me, I will come out soon."

Naturally, it was impossible for Ji Zheng to stand still and wait. He walked into the room in front of him without any hesitation, hiding his face with an open gray wall.

Ji Zheng squinted his eyes and walked in. Behind the wall was an empty downward staircase.Before he could go down, Fang Qian rushed out and plunged into his arms.

Fang Qian ran too fast, and barely stopped when he bumped into Ji Zheng. His face was a little pale, he took half a step back and pulled Ji Zheng out, "Let's go, let's go back."

Ji Zheng didn't refute, he turned around with Fang Qian.But subconsciously turned his head and looked behind, an old man leaning on a bamboo stick appeared on the stairs.

Ji Zheng's momentum changed, and the sword at his waist came out by itself, directly stabbing the old man's throat.

"Wait a minute!" Fang Qian let go of his hand quickly, and moved Ji Zheng's long sword with Zhan Yang. The sword brushed the old man's cheek, leaving a bloodstain: "Don't do it yet!"