Dressed as a cannon fodder

"Your Majesty is a little different from the rumors."

Zheng Jiewan waved back, picked up the purple clay pot and slowly filled a cup of tea, "The rumors are unbelievable," he held up the teacup, his eyes were steamed by the enveloping mist, like a looming phantom in the mist, half It's loose, half weird, "There are also rumors that I was born with three heads and six arms, five courts and seven eyes, and I love to drink blood and eat human flesh."

He smiled, "The rumors are all passed on from mouth to mouth. If you say something to me, it will be exaggerated, and when it is passed on later, it will lose its authenticity and become absurd."

"It's true, the rumors are not entirely credible."

Duan Qian looked at the half of his wrist that was exposed, and frowned: "Your Majesty, your body has been affected in such a way, why bother to hold on to that scroll?"

Zheng Jiewan put down his teacup and sighed softly, "I know why Xiangguo invited the elder here. He fought with me all his life, but he was not allowed to participate in the war in the human world. He also did a lot for me," he gently stroked his wrist Qingzi on the screen, "When I first ruled the world, I raised troops to resist, but in order to let myself have a piece of loess to restrain my bones, so as not to let myself end up feeding dogs with corpses like the emperor's brother."

He became famous in one battle when he was young, guarding the frontier, and when he became an adult, he held great power.After the death of the first emperor, the court was in chaos, and countless brothers in the royal family competed for the throne and killed each other.

During that time, he saw all the dirty hearts hidden under the faces of brothers and friends.

"Although I know that a good man has ambitions in the world, but I don't have much ambition and pursuit. I have this thing in my life to comfort my heart, and I have nothing else to ask for."

Xiangguo said that he is the real dragon, destined to rule the world, sitting on the highest position and overlooking the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

But people's hearts are hard to train, he is really tired of those intrigues, he is not as happy as he was when he rode his horse to fight in all directions in the frontier.

Duan Qian's eyebrows moved slightly: "But this thing is eroding your body."

"I know."

Zheng Jiewan lowered his eyes, of course he knew that his body had even reached the point where his movements were blocked and uncomfortable, but he was still reluctant to throw away the scroll.

Not for the scroll, but for the people in the painting.

He even knew that this scroll came from the devil world, with the artist's seal on it.And because the painter is a member of the demon world, he has such a heavy demonic aura.

But the person in the painting has no identity signature.

He came across this volume by chance, and he forgot the world when he saw it, and never thought about it again.

"Can I take a look at the picture scroll?" Meng Yunchi suddenly said.

Zheng Jiewan suddenly turned his head to look at him, unconsciously exuding the majesty of a person who has been in power for many years. Meng Yunchi was separated by a layer of curtains, as if he couldn't feel anything, and repeated: "I wonder if I can take a look at the picture scroll."

"This painting has never been shown to anyone but me."

He doesn't want to.

Meng Yunchi continued: "Ordinary demonic energy will not have such a deep hostility as in this picture of Your Majesty." It will even attach to the human body to chew on the qi. Only monsters with deep resentment will have this kind of demonic energy.

"Your Majesty's picture scroll may have been tampered with."

And Song Jiangli also guessed this point, so Xiangguo told Zheng Jiewan to throw away the scroll, and it was over once and for all, because this kind of evil energy was really difficult to get rid of, and he didn't want to care too much.

"You mean... the magic energy is not from the scroll itself"

"It's possible, but it's just a guess. If you want to verify it, you need to see it with your own eyes."

Zheng Jiewan pondered for a long time before agreeing, "It's okay to look at it, but I can't show it to you, I can only take a look from a distance."

He didn't want others to touch it too much, and he didn't even want others to see it.

"can."

Meng Yunchi agreed.

Zheng Jiewan stood up, brushed off his sleeves, "Follow me."

Several people passed through the Hexu Palace, and stopped in front of a Duobaoge deep inside. He reached out and touched some switch, and the wall slowly moved away, revealing a passage inside, which was a little cold.

"inside."

The corners of Zheng Jiewan's lips curled up slightly, as if he was in a happy mood, and he led the way inside.The stone passages on both sides are not narrow. After passing through the long and narrow stone passages side by side, there is a large and air-cooled stone room inside.

The inside is full of red candles, which are extremely bright.

There is a jade platform in the center of the stone room, and there is a brocade box.Zheng Jiewan took two quick steps, carefully opened the brocade box, and took out the old scroll inside.

Ordinary people might not be able to notice it, but Meng Yunchi and Duan Qian could feel it. As soon as the picture scroll left the brocade box, the sinister devilish energy inside almost overflowed.

Duan Qian frowned.

If this Zheng Jiewan didn't have the real dragon's energy and the devil's energy to wear and resist each other, his body would have been corroded into a mummy already.

Zheng Jiewan took out the scroll and put it back again, without opening it, he just sighed: "The two elders must have seen it."

He said: "Is it as Elder Meng said?"

Duan Qian's frown did not loosen: "Indeed."

"Is there any way for the immortal chief to get rid of the devilish energy on it?"

Meng Yunchi said softly: "Just kill that monster."

Duan Qian's voice paused just as he was about to speak.

"How to kill?" Duan Qian turned to Meng Yunchi, "You know where he is and where you are capable of killing him"

"Little Martial Uncle," Duan Qian's eyebrows trembled slightly, "this is not Cheng Huazong, I'll make you mess up."

His words can be said to be merciless. It is really inappropriate for the junior to reprimand the elder.

"Oh." Meng Yunchi glanced at him lightly, without refuting. No one could see the magic energy attached to the painting vibrating in the air at a subtle frequency, as if he wanted to go to a certain place but was suppressed to move. no.

A small wisp of devilish energy broke free from the shackles, approached cautiously, and then slowly and tentatively entangled Meng Yunchi's fingertips, instantly deformed with excitement.

Seeing the devilish energy clinging to Meng Yunchi's fingertips, on the Renhua Peak thousands of miles away, Song Jiangli shuddered and accidentally smashed the water mirror. The mirror image floated like light spots and disappeared into the air.He shook his hands to force himself to calm down, and muttered to himself with erratic breathing: "It really is you, it really is you."

It took him a long time to take his hand down, and his trembling fingertips unconsciously crushed the corner of the green robe that was spread on the ground, and said softly with lowered eyes, "You're finally back..."

When Zheng Jiewan heard that he could get rid of the evil energy, he immediately said: "I don't know if the elder can help me this time. If I can remove the evil energy, I will be very grateful."

Meng Yunchi thought for a while and said, "It's possible..."

His voice was interrupted by Duan Qian coldly snorting and going out with a flick of his sleeves.

[Ding ~ Trigger the side storyline, ask the host to complete the side task: Master Qi’s picture scroll, you can get 3% of the task progress after completing this task, I hope the host will work hard. 】

Meng Yunchi turned around leisurely, and said to Zheng Jiewan, "Yes."

Zheng Jiewan was overjoyed, narrowed his long and narrow Danfeng eyes slightly: "Thank you, elder, I will send someone to prepare the sleeping hall."

When the night moon and the stars were thin, Meng Yunchi was meditating in the dormitory, and saw Min Hangyuan sitting opposite him, and took out a candied haws wrapped in sugar paper from his bosom, ate half of it, and there was still half left, he held the remaining half As he ate slowly, a lot of brown sugar stuck to the corners of his lips.

"The sugar has melted," Meng Yunchi waved at him, "Why are you eating it now?"

Min Hangyuan took the candied haws and walked to Meng Yunchi and sat down: "Master said, you can't eat too much at once, then I'll save half to eat now, it's not 'all at once'."

Meng Yunchi took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, "Why didn't I hear you have so many fallacies before."

Min Hangyuan pursed his lips slightly, looking a little shy.

Even though Meng Yunchi knew his nature of vengeance, he was inevitably confused by this cute appearance, and stretched out his sinful hand towards Min Hangyuan's slightly baby-fat face.

"Let's go," Meng Yunchi picked him up, "I'll take you out tonight and see the ten-mile long street in Huaian."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two had disappeared in place.