Quick travel god stick demeanor

"Which honored guest came to the door and was able to force Master to move?" Xie Ange asked with a chuckle, really curious.

When the emperor's whisper came, Xie Ange also heard it, and as his mind turned, he vaguely understood why Master Zhai was willing to come out of the small building.

You know, since he became a teacher, he has never seen Chi Lian take a step out of the small building.

Chi Lian glanced at Xie Ange with a slightly reproachful look, thought for a while, and explained to her precious apprentice: "The old man has come, and Yunhu is gone?"

Xie Ange couldn't help laughing.

***

In front of the mountain gate, the spring was cold, and not long after getting off the dragon chariot, the emperor coughed softly, with an abnormal blush on his face.

The child holding hands shouted worriedly: "Daddy!"

"Officials!" The chief eunuch trotted over and put a black wolf fur cloak on the emperor's shoulders, "It's freezing cold, you have to be careful!"

The cough gradually subsided, the emperor waved his hand, panting, and said gently: "It's okay."

Hearing this, the chief eunuch's heart became even more sour, he lowered his head and wiped his eyes, but it's a pity that he is just a servant, he has no other skills except serving people, and he can't share the worries of the officials.

"Kuro, let's go!"

Slowly walking into the mountain gate, the backs of the two gradually drifted away in the thick fog and turned into nothingness.

The former minister of the imperial court and the chief eunuch stood in place, watching the two go away.

***

Hall of Tranquility.

Fresh melons and fruits are placed in front of the sculpture of the Sanqing Gods, and the green smoke curls up and slowly dissipates.

The emperor took his son and offered incense respectfully.

When they turned around, a small paper man floated into the hall like catkins blowing in the wind, and nodded to them.

Kuro's eyes lit up silently for a moment.

Da da da--

His footsteps are frivolous, he doesn't know martial arts, his breathing is unstable, and his body is ill.

As Xie Ange thought this way, an old man and a young man appeared in his eyes.

The young man is very well-behaved, his facial features are fleshy, although they are not very clear, but Xie Ange can still feel that there is an indescribable familiarity.

Like who?

Although the elder one is dragon-like and luxuriously dressed, he is very weak and thin, with a beard on his jaw and prominent cheekbones. He is not like an emperor in Yujiyu, but more like a useless scholar .

It's fine if he doesn't speak, and he can pretend to be a gentle and elegant scholar, but when he speaks, his breath is short for no reason.

"National teacher, I... I'm here to see you."

There was a hint of helplessness in the white and tender Jiulang's eyes, not mature enough for a child of his age.

Daddy, be gentle...

Xie Ange was at the side, but it was interesting to watch.

Chi Lian squeezed the hand formula, a table and two chairs appeared out of thin air, and said indifferently: "Please!"

The emperor showed a shy smile, took his son, and took his seat with great care.

The teapot and teacups flew onto the table and drank tea in a tinkling manner.

The emperor didn't even have time to taste it, so he said happily: "Good tea!"

Chi Lian hummed, staring at the emperor with piercing eyes.

Then there was a long silence.

The emperor's excitement gradually faded, his lips moved, he wanted to muster up the courage to say something, he wanted to ask Chi Lian how he had lived these years, he wanted to talk about his own interesting stories over the years, and he wanted to talk about the leisure time before he ascended the throne.

Under Chi Lian's penetrating gaze, there seemed to be nothing to hide, so her courage was shattered.

The emperor was afraid that she would scold him for being worthless, and he was also worried that she would pursue the great way, not care about the world, and stop thinking about him.

The more I think about it, the sadder I become, and the more anxious I become, the more I can't speak.

The day is about to be chatted to death.

Xie Ange reckoned that the two of them still had to reminisce about the old days. At this time, the existence of the big human-shaped lantern was too dazzling, so he said to Jiulang who was beside him: "It's almost noon now, Mr. Xiaolang is exhausted, do you want to follow me?" Take a break?"

Jiulang looked at his father very politely. The emperor stroked his soft hair and said, "Go, Jiulang."

Xie Ange took the child back to his own Yutao Courtyard, and seeing that there was no one there, he knew what to do, so he directed the five ghosts to the kitchen to bring some refreshments.

Dragon Qi's restraint on monsters is really too strong, no wonder they all hid.

Then, he took out the tea set and stove, and made peach blossom tea.

Peach wood is also called "Kuafu wood" and "Jianglong wood". It is said that it was transformed from Kuafu who died of thirst every day, so it is full of yang energy and can drive away evil spirits and ghosts.Peach blossoms are born in peach trees, and are also infected with yang energy. The tea is made in a special way, and [-]% of the aura and yang energy can be retained.

Drinking a cup of peach blossom tea on a cold and cloudy day with three or two refreshments will warm your body and make you feel more comfortable.

After tasting the tea and snacks, Jiulang pursed his lips and nodded reservedly.

For a while, the room was silent.

The dark clouds became more and more dense, and the rain became heavier and heavier. The sky and the earth seemed to be connected by the rain. Vendors on the roads and streets rushed to clean up their stalls, pedestrians hurried home, and farmers had to temporarily put down their work to avoid the rain.

The rain hit the tiles and the ground, tick-tock, and after the spring thunder, the momentum became louder and louder, and it seemed that there was nothing left but heavy rain in the world.

Xie Ange listened to the sound of the rain, and recalled the past that was deep in his heart. Slowly, his thoughts drifted farther and farther.He was so engrossed in it that he almost forgot about his little guest.

The tea was bubbling and bubbling, the fragrance of the tea floated into the air, the clay stove was burning red, the body was warm, and the room was warm, but it was raining outside and a cold wind was blowing.

This pleasant and comfortable atmosphere makes people's nerves gradually loosen and soften, and they wish they could sleep for a long time.

It's the time of spring sleep and good dreams!

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Here, Xie Ange was entertaining the children, and over there, after the juniors left, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

"Xiao Yu, can you make some progress?" Chi Lian hated that iron could not be made into steel, and said angrily.

The emperor, who hadn't heard anyone call him by his nickname for a long time, grinned. Even though he had become a father, his smile was still innocent and pure.

"I thought you wouldn't see me anymore. We haven't seen each other for 16 years, three months and eight days."

"It's useless to see more." Chi Lian said coldly.

The current emperor's first name is Xiao Xu, and his nickname is Xiao Yu. His mother came from a humble background and gave birth to him in the cold palace. He was bumped and bumped by everyone's neglect, but at least he grew up smoothly, so he developed a pure and cowardly temperament.

It has nothing to do with knowledge, morality, talent and the like that he can ascend to the throne, it is purely luck.The elder brothers in front of him fought too fiercely, and they were injured on several occasions, and he took advantage of them in the end.

Due to his childhood experience, Xiao Xu's body has been corrupted. Even if he stays in Zizi Conservation for a long time, it can only stop the deterioration, but not completely cure it.

His weak body failed to restrain him, but instead made his mind completely free, and he became extremely sensitive--to the changes of the seasons, the prediction of the situation, and the understanding of human nature.

Seeing that Chilian avoided answering, the emperor was not annoyed, Chilian has always been such a temperament, she doesn't bother to explain, but her heart is really good.

"Chilian, I'm going to die, this world is going to be chaotic, isn't it?" the emperor asked with a smile, melancholy passed through his eyes, revealing a trace of sadness.

Chi Lian withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyelashes, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart. When Master died, she was helpless.Now, someone is going to die again, and she is also helpless.

These are all fates, and the fates clearly written in the book of life and death, if you don't escape the five elements and six paths, you will be bound by the book of life and death.

To change one's fate is to go against the sky.

She didn't speak, but Xiao Xu understood everything from her attitude.

Not without regret.

There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood, and the heart is happy and the king does not know.

I am dying, but my sweetheart can live a long, long time.I like her so much, but I can't say "I like you" to her.

Ordinary people in this world, even the most down-and-out beggars on the street, who doesn't have the right to show love?

Only I don't have it, even if I am rich in the world and above ten thousand people.

Because my sweetheart can be her own, it can be from the concept of freedom, it can be from the world, it can be from the Tao of Longevity, but it can't be mine.

And I belong to the world and the common people, not my own, let alone someone else's.

How many times I traced her portrait, how many times I missed her tenderness, how many times I wanted to be willful, brave, and crazy for a while, but retreated the moment I stepped out of the door.

Admiration can be presumptuous, but joy must be restrained.

"Seventeen Lang." Chi Lian raised her eyes and explained earnestly, "The moon has its ups and downs, and people have reincarnation. One day, you will come to this world again."

And demons, although they live a long time, have no theory of reincarnation.When the demon dies, it is completely gone.

I don't know whether people are luckier or monsters are luckier.

But after reincarnation, I drank Mengpo soup and crossed the Huangquan bridge. Even if the soul is still the same soul, it has been forgotten after a big dream. Is that me still me?

Thinking this way in his heart, Xiao Xu raised a gratified smile, as if he was persuaded, and said: "You are right. Then, we will still be bosom friends."

If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be rich and powerful, I hope I can turn into a lotus leaf and accompany you day and night.

Chi Lian looked into his expectant eyes, and finally nodded: "How about Bai Lian?"

The emperor said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Chilian, it's my fault that I failed to take good care of your sister, she... She died not long after giving birth to Jiulang."

"Impossible." Chi Lian categorically retorted, "Bai Lian and I are twins, if she dies, I will definitely feel something!"

"But..." The emperor's face turned even paler, "I saw her die with my own eyes, and I buried her..."

Chi Lian shook her head, counted with her fingers, but found nothing.

Chi Lian is not proficient in divination, so it is not surprising that she can't figure it out.And although Bai Lian didn't get started because of the rules of self-concept, she learned divination, medicine, formation, talisman... these things followed her, and she learned them well. Back then, her master praised her talent.

"If she wants to hide it, I'm afraid few people in this world will be able to find her out." Thinking of the imminent catastrophe, Chi Lian's face became serious.

When the emperor heard this, he panicked even more.

"Don't panic, I'll try the method of blood."

After finishing speaking, Chi Lian forced a little blood from her fingertips, set up an altar, placed tributes, and sacrificed to the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth. Chi Lian wanted to use the power that existed in the dark to find someone with the same blood as her.

The blood from the fingertips is connected to the heart, which is no better than the blood from the heart, but it is enough to use the method of blood.

Droplets of blood spontaneously ignited without fire in the air, destroying the shape but leaving a little meaning behind.This intention is invisible and colorless, and it quickly escapes into the void, and in the blink of an eye, it goes up to the poor and falls to the underworld.

In the end, Yi returned to Chi Lian, and her complexion became even more serious.

This result means that either Bai Lian died, or she covered up the secret.Neither the former nor the latter is good news.

If Bai Lian is dead, then why didn't I respond?

If Bai Lian didn't die, why did she want to cover up the secret?