big master, big liar

"Where should I start..." Liao thought for a long time before laughing softly. "The previous story is too long, let's start with what you know."

Song Xuan looked at him quietly, he had a premonition that he would tell him many stories that he never knew.

"There are many special people in this world, and we may be the three most special... You can read the past, and the high priest of Nantu can control the present."

"I... can see the future."

Liao blinked his eyes, he didn't look like a silent and compassionate monk, but unexpectedly brisk.

"The future?" Song Xuan repeated, without any emotion in his tone.

"Yes, so, my responsibilities are more troublesome than yours." Liao said with a smile. "I promised someone that I would protect Dayao's country until I was powerless."

"I'm not lying. From the very beginning, the Holy Majesty should have died at the age of 12."

When he saw the scene of Concubine Shu's adultery with the prince, it was doomed to his death.

His mother would feed him the poison, and he would drag his weak and sick body to die silently in the deep palace.

The person who ascended the throne many years later was supposed to be Ji Yunqi.

This is Ji Yunxi's preordained fate, and it is also the end of everything that can be seen.

"But... his fate has been tampered with." Liao narrowed his eyes. "To be precise, not only his fate, but everyone's future has been tampered with. I have never encountered such a situation."

"So I got to the root."

"There is one more person in this world."

Song Xuan was really stunned this time, he stared fixedly.

Liao's eyes were very gentle, as if he was smiling all the time, but without a trace of emotion.

"You should have guessed it, right." Liao said with a smile. "That Boss Fang is someone who shouldn't have appeared in the first place. According to his fate, he should have died long ago."

"But he happened to be alive. Not only was he alive, but he also brought about a series of changes that shouldn't have happened. I'm afraid even he himself didn't know that it was he who influenced Qing Kong to enter the palace as an imperial physician, which in turn caused Ji Yunxi to not die. The future of the whole world is at stake. tampered with."

Song Xuan stared closely at his eyes, trying to discern the slightest trace of lying: "So, Qiutang indirectly... saved Axi?"

"You can say that," Liao said. "It can also be said that he killed everyone."

"Why do you think you are here?"

The closed eyes are still smiling.

He told another story.

In that story, after Song Xuan had a brief contact with Ji Yunxi in childhood.The entire Song family was exiled, and Song Xuan was not spared, and followed the Song family on the long journey of exile.

Thinking about it, concubine Shu, who didn't care about Ji Yunxi, and Ji Hui, who was devoted to alchemy, who would care about the life of a concubine of the Song family?

When Song Xuan was young, he fell ill on the way to exile, and the officers and soldiers who escorted him thought it was unlucky, so they were treated as half-dead and abandoned by the roadside.

"Guess who saved you?" When Liao said this, it seemed that he was really telling a novel and interesting story.

"It's Mr. Nanrong."

"You should know that Nantu's high priest is selected by relying on his abilities. It is not an accident that Mr. Nanrong favors you."

"Originally, you should be Nantu's next priest."

"And Ji Yunxi should be a tyrant who subjugated the country."

Liao said what he said, as if it were a fantasy.

"You should remember when Ji Yunxi was bewitched?" Liao said. "That's what he was supposed to be."

It was a cruel, cruel, lonely and autocratic king.

He will single-handedly destroy the entire Dayao, until the entire country falls into the same quagmire as him.

Not long after the tyrant ascended the throne.

Nantu's envoy who came to celebrate was Song Xuan, the future high priest and one of the twelve priests.

The story that follows seems to be predictable.

Ji Yunxi still remembered her childhood memories, but she didn't trust this priest at all. All that was left was greed, plunder, and possession.

The priest was imprisoned at the top of the Star Picking Pavilion and never had freedom, and never returned to Nantu.

Until the day when Dayao was destroyed.

Without Fang Qiutang's help, without Ji Yunqihua's endless fight to the death, and without Song Xuan's life-saving fight.

It seems to be a very normal thing for Nantu's soldiers and horses to come to the city.

On the day the city was broken, Ji Yunxi did not show up in the palace.

He has been staying on the roof of the Star Reaching Pavilion.

Then, a fire engulfed everything.

Only two bones were later found.

The young priest seemed to be hugging the monarch of the enemy country tightly.

"The two of you are really destined by nature." Liao said slowly. "If nothing changes, it seems like a good deal, doesn't it?"

Song Xuan could hardly digest the story he told, but felt something vaguely.

If it is understood, it is true.

"You should know who picked you out when the Song family was exiled." Liao said with a smile.

"It's you." Song Xuan said calmly.

"Smart," Liao said with a smile. "The future looks like a mess to me, and I never touch them lightly because there's a good chance things could get worse."

"Of course, some minor changes can't change anything. Only changes in some key points can determine the future direction."

Speaking of this, Liao couldn't help but smiled wryly: "To be honest, I really admire Fang Qiutang. He is a monster. There are so many key points that destroy the change that I can't get back on track. I can only make mistakes— —The biggest trouble is Ji Yunxi."

Song Xuan tried to understand Li Li's feelings, but he failed.

Because his ability is completely different from that of Liao, he can't experience the feeling of interlacing in the future.

"I thought of many ways to try to change all this and avoid the fate of Dayao's destruction." Liao said and continued: "Finally, I found that I only need to do one thing, which is to take you out of the Song family's exile."

"Song Xuan, you won't understand my feelings." Liao's expression was very complicated, he seemed to be happy, but he seemed to be sad at the same time. "Now is what I can see, for Dayao, the best future."

Song Xuan murmured softly, but it was more like a wry smile: "The best future?"

Liao Liao said: "Song Xuan, it is impossible for a person to lose nothing and gain everything while alive."

Song Xuan slowly closed his eyes.

He knew what he said was right.

"Qiutang..." Song Xuan asked in a low voice. "He really..."

"I don't know." Liao said. "But for the world, he's dead."

He is just a part of this world, no matter how strange and special, it is nothing more than that.

Song Xuan was silent for a long time.