Tibetan thoughts

Ling Qing found that he was just as the boss described, old, decayed, dressed in tatters, sitting on the edge of a cliff like a rock.

The howling mountain wind lifted the old man's rags and messed up his sparse half-white and half-gray hair and beard. There were still a lot of snow flakes stuck to it, but he just sat there motionless, as if he had blended into the surrounding environment. inside.

A wooden crutch was inserted into the crevice of the stone beside him, on which were hung twelve gourds, which were blown by the wind and swayed and collided with each other, making a slightly desolate and dilapidated sound of "cracking".Ling Qing noticed that some of the seals on the twelve gourds had been torn off.

Looking at the person in front of him, Ling Qing didn't know what to say for a moment, but Xie Tianji turned his head slowly, with an old, wrinkled face, gray pupils, and a dead air all over his body.

He stared at Ling Qing for a moment like a normal person with those eyes that are said to be blind, and then said, "Moon Moon Sword Ling Qing..." His voice was hoarse, like sawing wood Roughly scraping people's eardrums.

Surprised, Ling Qing was about to raise his hand to salute, but saw Xie Tianji turned his face slightly, put on a listening posture, and said in a hoarse voice after a while, "So I brought someone here... It's so rare, it's Tian Yan Yunlie, the leader of the Juejiao."

Ling Qing's surprise hadn't faded away, and he was taken aback immediately. He didn't even announce his family name, but Xie Tianji already knew who it was. He turned his head to look at Yan Yunlie behind him, and saw Yan Yunlie's face Showing surprise, at the same time, one hand was raised to press the place where the waist card of Tianjuejiao originally hung on the waist.

Yan Yunlie was dressed as Ling Qing's attendant along the way, and Xie Tianji had already heard that he was blind, how could he know the identities of the two of them all at once?

Xie Tianji probably guessed the doubts in their hearts, grinned, showing a mouthful of uneven black and yellow broken teeth, "Since my name is Xie Tianji, someone told me that there will be people visiting today, and who are these people... ..."

"people?"

"Yes... people..." Xie Tianji closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, "The wind, the snow, the slight movement of the branches, they can all talk, let alone the birds and beasts, they are so noisy..." said He waved his hand, and there was a bit of disgust in his tone.

Ling Qing took a step forward, cupped his sword and said, "Thank you, senior. I received news a few days ago that the King of Eastern Zhou suddenly left Jingzhou after seeing you, and he disappeared at the junction of Jizhou and Yongzhou not long after. This junior I came here to hope that you can give me some advice, what happened to the King of Eastern Zhou, and where can I find him?"

Xie Tianji still looked at Ling Qing with those gray and white pupils, "If something happened to Dongli Muyun, wouldn't it be better for you?"

Ling Qing only felt a bang in his head.

Being "watched" by Xie Tianji like that, it feels like being pierced by an invisible vision. What happened to him is only known to those who are close to him, but now he is being seen by someone who has never met. The secret that was hidden and protected was shaken out of the water, making Ling Qing feel a little terrified, and couldn't help getting nervous secretly, but on the surface, he tried his best to maintain calm.

"Thank you, old man, this junior doesn't understand what you mean..."

Xie Tianji grinned again, this time the smile was extremely weird, the skin and flesh on his face were all wrinkled together, his eye sockets were sunken in the shadows, there was some horror.

"Hehehe, people in this world are really strange. When I tell the truth, I always say that I don't understand it. When I bluff them with lies, they all believe it is true...True and false, false and true Really, in the end, it’s not as clear as a blind man like me..."

Ling Qing looked at the old man in front of him, lowered his eyes and thought about what he said for a moment, but didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Xie Tianji's words are not wrong, both he and Yan Yunlie have done such stupid things, obviously the truth is right in front of his eyes, but he refuses to believe it, and even creates an illusion to confuse himself.

There were rustling footsteps beside him, and he felt Yan Yunlie's breath approaching him, and then he put a hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly, as if to comfort him, and then a mellow voice sounded.

"Senior Xie's lesson is that this junior is here to ask Senior Xie to point out a clear path."

Xie Tianji looked at the two of them, was silent for a while, then raised his hand and beckoned to Ling Qing.Ling Qing was puzzled for a moment, but also hesitated whether to go forward or not.

Yan Yunlie pushed the hand on his shoulder slightly, and then Ling Qing walked over slowly, knelt down in front of Xie Tianji, and put the sword in his hand on the ground.

Xie Tianji didn't let go of that hand, but spread it towards Ling Qing, and said: "Hand."

Ling Qing obediently passed her hand over, feeling a rough touch in her palm.It is said that Xie Tianji can judge his fate by touch, but Ling Qing doesn't know why he wants to judge his own fate.

Xie Tianji held his hand, the wrinkles on his face suddenly unfolded, as if he was smiling, and he clicked his tongue in approval, and suddenly the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled again, and he sighed in mourning Then he shook his head regretfully.

Ling Qing just half-kneeled on the ground silently, seeing the expression on Xie Tianji's face, his heart tugged.

He was a little scared, afraid that those secrets that seemed to have been pulled above the water would make Xie Tianji burst like a blister.

He didn't think about those things in the past for a long time, wondering if he still had the courage to face them now.

This is how people always try their best to cover up their inner wounds with the joy in front of them, even if the joy in front of them will disappear at some point, but those scars that will always remain deep in their hearts always hope that there is something to heal them. to cover up.

Xie Tianji raised his head, his gray eyes stared at Ling Qing's face, and said hoarsely, "Have you eaten Kuishi lotus?"

Ling Qing replied, "Yes."

Xie Tianji moved his finger, put it on Ling Qing's pulse gate, and listened to the pulse, "It seems that the legend that Kuishi lotus can make men conceive is true..."

Ling Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide with surprise.

Xie Tianji continued to ask, "The one in your belly, who is his other father?"

Ling Qing suppressed the surprise in her heart, blinked her clear eyes, and told him in a soft voice, "Yan Yunlie..."

Xie Tianji nodded thoughtfully, "Is this not the only one you're pregnant with?"

Yan Yunlie stood there, not daring to step forward without Xie Tianji's permission, but everything they said fell into his ears verbatim.

Seeing Ling Qing being asked this question by Xie Tianji, his body trembled, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and he was very likely to sweep the old guy in front of him who had ripped open their wounds nakedly off the cliff with his palm. Impulsive, regardless of whether he is a god who can predict the secret.

But the next moment, he heard Ling Qing's voice calmly said, "This is the third..."

Ling Qing suppressed all kinds of emotions churning in his chest, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and cleared out from his mind those bloody, painful, heart-breaking and heart-breaking images mixed with regret, and then Slowly opened his eyes.

"This is the third one. The second child is named Siqin. He is currently on Tianjue Mountain. The eldest...is no longer alive."

"Why? How did you die? You two are so skilled in martial arts, you can't even protect a child?" Xie Tianji had a weird smile on his face, as if he saw Ling Qing's pain, but poked there mercilessly Going on, it seems that the more entangled and painful the person in front of him is, the more he is tortured by past regrets, the happier he will be.

Yan Yunlie clenched his fists and was about to step forward to pull Ling Qing away, when he heard Ling Qing speak again, this time the voice was not as calm as before, but a little trembling.

"Huo Xian sent people to hunt down Qi Jingyue's wife and children, Yan Yunlie turned to Huo Xian for personal love, and I concealed another identity, by accident...the child died tragically in front of us."

"Hehehe...hahahaha!" Xie Tianji looked up to the sky and laughed out loud.

Yan Yunlie swept his sleeves, raised his hands and turned his palms, but was stopped by Ling Qing's "Don't do it!"

Yan Yunlie's eyes were red with rage, he gritted his teeth, his brows flew sideways, his face was full of murderous intent, his hand just stopped in mid-air, froze there, trembling, and then curled up his fingers and slowly put them down.

After Xie Tianji laughed, the wrinkles on his face shrunk again, and his whole face showed a sad expression, "Poor..." He raised his head sadly, "But, what I lost is not just a child? It's the entire Xie family! It's all my relatives!"

"Thank you senior...?"

Ling Qing felt that Xie Tianji seemed a little abnormal, but Xie Tianji suddenly swept away all the emotions on his face, and returned to the expressionless look when they first met sitting on the rock, with a cold and indifferent expression asked him tone.

"If you are told what you want to know, and what you are going to do next may make you repeat the same mistakes, will you insist on knowing?"

In fact, Ling Qing has always thought about this question. Not long ago, Yan Yunlie also put such a choice in front of him, "Daoyi" or "Siqin", which one would he choose?

Ling Qing admits that he is not a saint, and he also has selfishness, but in the face of the big situation, he can't just think about protecting himself.

"Thank you senior, everyone has a selfish side. I have already lost a child. I don't want to experience that kind of pain and regret again, but it concerns the world and people's livelihood. I can only do my best..." Then he looked at the crutch sticking in between the rocks, "Senior Xie, although you went back to the mountains and forests, didn't you leave twelve gourds for the world?"

After saying this, Xie Tianji laughed again, but it was not as weird and gloomy as before, but like an ordinary elder.Let go of Ling Qing's hand that had been holding him all the time, and instead grabbed his shoulder to ask him to stand up, "Old man, I have seen all the hypocrisy in the world, but I have also seen a lot of chivalry and loyalty. Let me tell you, when I The reason I went to find the King of Eastern Zhou was..."

Zheng——

The sound of the silk thread breaking came to Ling Qing's ears, and at the same time there was the sharp sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air.

"Ling Qing, be careful!"

Ling Qing lowered his feet, leaped up in the air, his body was as light as a crane, he rolled backwards in mid-air and then landed, only to see a piece of bamboo branch with sharpened front flying past, piercing directly through Xie Tianji's body. chest.

The whistling sounds of "咻,咻" came from the woods. Before Ling Qing could stand still, several sharpened bamboo branches flew towards him.

Ling Qing dodged, avoiding the bamboo branch, flipped his right hand and sucked up the sword on the ground with his palm, the tip of the sword shook away, and the sword energy swept off the next flying bamboo branch, protecting the wounded Thank God.

The number of comers is definitely not a small number. Immediately after the bamboo branch is the arrow used to attack them that night. Compared with ordinary arrows, the arrow is not only shorter, but the arrow is also smaller, so it is faster. Shoot out densely from the woods in a continuous stretch, making it hard for people to hide.

After a while, Ling Qing's arm was cut several times, and Yan Yunlie, who blocked most of the arrows for him and Xie Tianji, was hit by several arrows.

Seeing that Ling Qing wanted to take care of himself and thank heaven, and was almost unable to withstand waves of sharp attacks, Yan Yunlie wanted to turn around to protect him several times, but he was a little overwhelmed with those arrows.

At this time, a whistle sounded in the forest, and Yan Yunlie and Ling Qing paused for a moment, and the next moment, they heard several loud noises and the sound of breaking branches, followed by a black shadow flying out of the forest, Like an arrow, it went straight towards Xie Tianji.

Ling Qing saw clearly that what was coming was a tree so thick that a person was embracing it, so he jumped up with all his strength, stepped on the log, and turned around with his strength, like a swallow flying in the air, before the log was about to hit Xie In front of Tianji, he swung his sword and swept out a stream of sword energy, separating the wood.

The split wood brushed past Xie Tianji and slid down the cliff. As soon as Ling Qing landed on the ground, he heard a movement from his side. Before he could turn around, several similar tree trunks flew towards him. Ling Qing took a step back and knew he couldn't escape. , instinctively raised his hand to protect his abdomen, but a figure flew over and knocked him away, and at the same time there was a collision sound.

"Yan Yunlie?"

Ling Qing stood up from the ground and saw Yan Yunlie stop a piece of wood with his hands. He spread his five fingers against the center of the stump, let out a low growl, and pushed forward with all his internal strength, and the piece of wood fell apart in response. It fell apart like a flower blooming.

Ling Qing was about to step forward to help him, but Yan Yunlie turned his head and shouted at him: "Feng Tinghuo!" With a flick of his finger, he hit Xie Tianji with a small stone, touching his acupuncture points.

Ling Qing was taken aback for a moment, but still followed what he said.

Yan Yunlie took out a piccolo from his pocket and put it to his mouth.Ling Qing thought, if he called the people from Tianjue Sect under this situation, they would not be able to arrive immediately, but seeing that Yan Yunlie was playing a tune that was not like usual, he kept his expression somber, With a chilling face, the mountain wind lifted his somewhat disheveled hair, his eyes reflected the blood color of the evening sun, and his fingers quickly pressed the sound hole.

Yan Yunlie's murderous aura like that made people feel a little scary. Ling Qing couldn't hear what he was blowing, but saw countless birds flapping their wings, flying from the woods to the sky like crazy.

There were figures running away in the forest, but immediately after that, countless blood sprays burst out in the forest, splashing everywhere, like fireworks at a temple fair, adding a few strokes of rich blood red to the already bright red sky.

The tangy smell of blood came oncoming, the branches in the woods were hung with human stumps, the winding red streams spread from the woods to the outside, on the fine snow, Ling Qing looked at the Seeing the scene, I felt a churn in my stomach, and I couldn't help feeling a little nauseous.

Yan Yunlie finally calmed down from the frantic emotions, put down the piccolo, covered his heart suddenly, and opened his mouth to spurt out blood.

Ling Qing hurriedly untied her acupoints and stepped forward to support Yan Yunlie, "Yan Yunlie, how are you?"

Yan Yunlie wiped away the blood from his mouth with his hands, but more blood poured out from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't take it seriously, instead he grabbed Ling Qing's shoulder with both hands, checked up and down, "Is there any injury? "

Ling Qing shook his head, suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran to Xie Tianji.

"Thank you, old man..."

There was a hole in Xie Tianji's chest pierced by a bamboo branch, bleeding gurglingly, after hearing Ling Qing's voice, he raised his head majestically, his old and decayed face was ashen, he moved his lips, wanting to make a sound .

Ling Qing supported him, touched several big acupuncture points on his body, and frantically searched for wound medicine on his body, "Thank you, old man, hold on first, we will take you down the mountain to find a doctor, Kuishi Lian is still there, definitely Those who can save you..."

Xie Tianji pushed Ling Qing's hand away with all his strength, and said with difficulty, "Nine..."

"Thank you senior?"

"Nine……"

"Thank you senior?!"

When Ling Qing wanted to hear clearly again, she saw Xie Tianji's head drooping feebly. Ling Qing stretched out her hand to detect his breath, but she could no longer feel any breath.

"We are the ones who got old senior Xie..." Ling Qing said softly, his hands clenched into fists and trembling.

Yan Yunlie pulled out the arrows stuck in his arms and legs one by one, walked to Ling Qing, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, stroked his back to comfort him, "Thank you, old man, for being able to see through the secrets, maybe he has already I already know what happened today, but he is still waiting here, there must be something important to tell you."

"But senior Xie didn't have time to finish..." Ling Qing raised his head, saw Yan Yunlie's injuries, frowned slightly, his eyes were a little bit unbearable, "Senior Xie only said "nine"..."

"Nine?" Yan Yunlie thought for a while, then looked at Xie Tianji.

Following his line of sight, Ling Qing turned his head and noticed the wooden crutch next to Xie Tian's fuselage inserted between the rocks. The twelve gourds on it were shaking under the mountain wind, colliding with each other and making a "click" sound.

After the last ray of setting sun disappeared into the mountain, the "ahhhhhhhh" bird call echoed in the valley, which sounded particularly sad and lonely. A fire was set up on Hanchi Mountain, and the dead branches crackled.

"Thank you, old man... have a good journey."

The two knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the fire.

When Yan Yunlie got up, he supported Ling Qing by his arm. Ling Qing was holding the wooden crutch with twelve gourds hanging on it. There were still three gourds on which the seals were not opened. The ninth one from top to bottom untied it, opened the unsealed gourd, saw a note rolled inside, and pulled it out.

"What's written on it?" Yan Yunlie leaned over to look.

Ling Qing unfolded the note with her fingers, and there were only four words on it——

Devil's Rebellion

"The devil's sect is making trouble?" Ling Qing was a little puzzled, and looked up at Yan Yunlie to ask what his opinion was, but Yan Yunlie's reaction was unexpected.

"Although the Tianjue Sect has always been called the Devil's Sect, I didn't let the people below make trouble!"

Yan Yunlie didn't mention Ling Qing, but he couldn't think of it. Indeed, isn't it always called the Devil's Cult?But what do you mean by chaos?Although the Tianjue Sect is acting secretly and has been expanding its influence recently, it is obviously not that harmful when it comes to rebellion.

After recovering from his thoughts, he saw that there were still three unopened gourds on the wooden crutches. Ling Qing stretched out his hand curiously, thinking that he might be able to find some hints from the remaining few, but unexpectedly, the crutches were taken away by the people around him. As soon as he took it away, Yan Yunlie raised his arm, and the crutch was thrown into the fire, and the scorching flames quickly swallowed it.

"The heavenly secrets must not be revealed." Yan Yunlie turned to him and said, "The rest are not what you and I should know."

Although Ling Qing was annoyed by his sudden action, she still felt that what he said was correct, but what was the meaning of the secret in the ninth gourd?What did Dongli Muyun realize after knowing about it? Why did he leave in such a hurry?

These questions lingered in Ling Qing's mind, but he didn't have a clue for a while.

There was a decaying smell in the dark stone room. Water seeped from the cracks on the top of the stone room, and fell drop by drop on the stone steps, creating a small puddle. Pearls and jade splashed, making a crisp sound. .

Dongli Muyun was sitting in the corner of the stone room, listening to the sound of water dripping next to her ears, her thoughts were wandering in the distant past...

"Brother Dongli, I accept it."

On a spring day in the south of the Yangtze River, there are lingering raindrops in the breeze, fine and dense, weaving a piece of clear rhyme and picturesque, deep like fog, in the white walls and blue bricks of Daiwa Zhumen, the handsome and gentle youths are getting more mature year by year, Raising his hands, raising his eyebrows and smiling lightly, there always seemed to be waves surging in his heart, causing ripples in circles.

The brotherhood of the old years, I don't know when it changed. Three autumn osmanthus, ten li lotus, but he just fell in love with that figure that is as light as still water.Accompany him to practice martial arts and practice swords, accompany him to travel around the rivers and lakes, and hear him call himself "big brother" with reverence and respect, but there is some dissatisfaction in his heart.

Those desires hidden deep in his heart that made him feel ugly and shameless, did not dare to desecrate the intimate and pure relationship between them that was built since childhood, and did not dare to show any strange eyes in front of him , has been suppressed for a long time, and can only be secretly missed and chatted for comfort in the dead of night when no one is around.

"Tell me, is there anything in this world that can make people's wishes come true and get what they want?"

On the night when he became the leader of the martial arts alliance, he drank a lot of wine, the guests gradually dispersed, and that person went back to the room first because he was too drunk, but he didn't intend to stop.

The bright moon is like a plate, and the distant mountains are like a crowd, but he feels that there is a constant sadness pressing on his chest, which makes him almost unbearable.

He is the son of the king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, with the status and power of the royal family, and now he is the leader of the martial arts alliance. Many heroes and heroes have to obey him, but he is still the "Big Brother Dongli" of that person. Nothing has changed. Nor will it be his.

Someone sat there drinking with him all the time, so he confided his heart out of his drunkenness. Unexpectedly, the other party took out a small bamboo tube from his arms and shook it in front of him as if he really took it seriously.

"Who said no? It's just that ordinary people can't get it, but this king is different..."

The candle flame danced in his misty eyes, his mind was in a trance, he only saw the small bamboo tube in his eyes, and a voice echoed in his ears.

With this you can get what you want...with this...

That small bamboo tube turned into an elegant figure, dressed in white clothes with wide waist and sleeves as white as snow, a long sword with carved scabbard and carved moon on the hilt, with his head tilted slightly, his smile contained wind and clouds Dan... He stretched out his hand to grab it impulsively, but he heard a burst of laughter and realized that it was the bamboo tube that was taken away.

But he didn't let go, instead he clenched his palm tightly, like the only life-saving straw held by a drowning man.

Yes, that thought was too deep and too bitter, but he never dared to expect what he wanted.

After waking up, he looked at the thing in his hand, and vaguely recalled its usefulness, and he couldn't believe it. If there is such a thing in the world, wouldn't everyone be able to sit on what they want?He threw the bamboo tube aside, and went to see the person who was also drunk and went back to rest early last night.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the falling flowers, when I walked to his courtyard, I saw the man dancing with a sword. The sword energy tore through the rain curtain and swept away the remaining flowers all over the ground. Laughing, hit his heart deeply, and aroused the dark desire hidden deep...

He didn't disturb his sword practice, but quietly went back to his room, and picked up the bamboo tube that he threw aside...

At that moment, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and he actually believed that there were really things in the world that could make people get what they wanted. After that, he has been living in regret, guilt and self-blame.

With my own hands, I pushed the person I liked to the gate of hell, and the person who bewitched him dragged him down to a place of humiliation beyond redemption.

Dongli Muyun raised his head, and looked at the other person who was locked in the stone room by the light coming in from the small window with iron bars.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, King Anyang turned his head.He sat against the wall in a comfortable posture. Although there were a few wounds with dried blood on his body, he did not show the slightest desperation of being a prisoner.

"Are you waiting for your Ling Qing to rescue you?"

Seeing Dongli and Muyun look away, King Anyang continued in a sneering tone, "Do you think he will recognize you as Brother Dongli after he knows what you did to him? Hehehe... He probably No matter how you think about it, the person who you regard as your big brother has always held feelings for him that surpassed brotherhood, and even played tricks on him."

"Zhao You!" Dongli Muyun turned around and yelled angrily, then closed his eyes regretfully, not daring to think about it.

King Anyang still refused to let him go, "However, what a pity, I didn't expect your Ling Qing to have that kind of relationship with the leader of the Tianjue Sect... When the two met before, you stabbed me with a sword. The person who hit you with the palm of the hand was so red-eyed that he thought that the two of them had some kind of irreconcilable hatred, but in the end..."

Dongli Muyun's hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

"That Yan Yunlie originally had a reputation for being romantic and affectionate, but he turned out to be as blind as you. I still underestimated that Ling Qing. In fact, his real ability is to cultivate some kind of vicious art..."

"Shut up!" Dongli Muyun rushed over and pushed King Anyang to the ground, with his hands stuck on King Anyang's neck, "You are not allowed to insult Ling Qing!"

Although King Anyang was stuck in the air, the corner of his mouth was still hooked into a smile, "Dongli Muyun...I know you want to kill me. You can do it now, anyway, the "Jiji" on Ling Qing's body has been released now. Now, you don't have to be under the control of me, you are a female..."

King Anyang raised his hand to hold Dongli Muyun's hand as he spoke, forcing him to use more force, "Come on, use more force, kill this king here, no one will suspect you."

Dongli Muyun's hands trembled, and finally let go, but the next moment, he was pulled down by King Anyang, sealing his lips and tongue.

"Well!"

There was a kiss like a storm, and Dongli Muyun, who had reacted, slapped him on the chest before it ended.

King Anyang caressed his chest, and licked the bitten corner of his mouth with his tongue, "Dongli Muyun, do you know why you are here now? You are soft-hearted. If you are like this king, who is with Ling Qing now, I'm afraid It's not Yan Yunlie."

Dongli Muyun glanced at him, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "My lord, you are so resourceful, aren't you also locked up here like me?"

King Anyang was silenced by this sentence for a while, but soon found an excuse, "This king is going deep into the tiger's den personally, and is going to see the true colors of these people, and what kind of intentions they have for doing this." Purpose."

"Humph!"

Dongli Muyun sneered with disdain, sat aside and ignored him.

They have been imprisoned here for more than ten days, and the opponent's martial arts methods are very strange, unlike the people from the Central Plains, and it seems that they have already laid an ambush, waiting for them to appear.

But Dongli Muyun didn't quite understand, if they wanted to stop him from doing something, why didn't they kill himself and King Anyang?Instead, the two of them were locked here, as if they were waiting for someone to come.

Could it be Ling Qing?

Thinking of this, Dongli Muyun became uneasy. Before he left, he did tell the manager that if something happened to him, he would go to Ling Qing, because he was the only person he trusted in this world, and if he couldn't do it by himself, If it is, you can only rest assured if you leave it to him.

But now, it seemed that he had dragged him into a trap.

Thinking of this, Dongli Muyun couldn't help but murmured in his heart: Ling Qing, I hope you can find Xie Tianji smoothly, follow his instructions to resolve the crisis in Zhao country, leave me alone, don't come to save me!