Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

When Mingzhi met Gu Qingzhou for the first time, he was still a simple young man who wandered in the mountains and fields and didn't know what it was like to be sad. Every day, he looked at the sky or looked at the moon, or recited poems or painted pictures. He was so happy!

In the huge mountain forest, only one person enjoys the cleanliness alone, and he doesn't feel lonely, and it will last for many years.

One day, on the spur of the moment, he was humming a little song and was about to take a bath by the stream when he suddenly saw a person fall into the water from a cliff, splashing water all over his half-clothed body.

In the past, it would have been the person who had blown his hair and strayed into a quiet place by mistake, and he had a good theory. It can be seen that the person sank unconsciously in the water, and the blood stained the stream scarlet, and he knew that he had caused trouble.

But if you provoke me, it's not easy to ignore it...

Ming Zhijin picked up the man from the water, and unexpectedly found that he was a fair and beautiful young man.

He brought the boy back to his residence, treated his wound carefully, picked herbs to nourish his body, and looked closely at the boy's face from time to time close to the pillow.

"It's so beautiful..."

He looked at himself in the bronze mirror again, raised his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"But it's far behind the young master."

The sleepy teenager seemed to be having a nightmare, frowned and shook his head slightly, as if trying to get rid of something, and soon woke up.

Ming Zhijin looked into the young man's deep eyes, and his intuition told him that this person should be very timid, worried that he would frighten him, so he moved back a few steps.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

The young man blankly looked at the bandaged wound on his body, and then at the blushing Chang Mingshi, who smelled of medicine, and knew that he had saved him, so he caught him suddenly.

Ming Zhi still thinks that he is frightened and wants to run away, he hastily dodged aside if he dared to stop him.Unexpectedly, the young man knelt in front of him, tearfully clutching the hem of his clothes, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

"You, you don't have to thank me so much, it's just a matter of raising your hands, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Also, you were stabbed in the neck and almost died. Fortunately, you only hurt your throat, so it doesn't matter. Don't talk, just rest like this, and your voice shouldn't break in the future. "

But the young man didn't seem to hear his words, and the two words he shouted with all his strength were clearly: "Save... me..."

Ming Zhi is a little dazed now.

In the final analysis, even if he is revered as the royal family in the mortal world, he has no real power in his hands. No matter what kind of power hurts the young man, he has no ability to protect him.

As long as the young man is here, those who chase him will come to him sooner or later, for the current plan...

After thinking about it, Ming Zhi now feels that he can't afford to offend him, but he can still afford to hide.

He transferred the young man to a secluded and secluded place deep in the mountains. This place goes deep into the valley, with deep pools and still waters, as well as lush forests of flowers. The scenery is good and the climate is good, which is very suitable for recuperating.

The most important thing is safety.

He took good care of the boy. He had rarely seen anyone except his elder brother and his unlovable cub in the past, so he had endless curiosity about the boy.

He still couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a good-looking person?

"Gu Qingzhou."

These are the first three words the boy wrote to him, which is his name.

"Yi Gu Wei Qing Zhou, what a good name. The peach blossoms are burning in the mountains. If you like it, the flowers will bloom next year, and I will bring you here."

Gu Qingzhou smiled at him, and with a smile, Ming Zhijin fell into it.

As the relationship deepened, Gu Qingzhou gradually relaxed his guard. From the beginning, he could only feel at ease by guarding the door, and later he had to accompany the bed to fall asleep. It can be seen that he is a very insecure person.

Ming Zhijin was also happy that he made him feel at ease, and stayed by his side every day, telling him some short stories to lull him to sleep.

At that time, Mingzhi had a bad thought in this life. He vaguely felt that if he healed this injured bird, he would soon spread his wings and leave him. Are you lonely?

Although he had such selfishness, he did not force Gu Qingzhou to stay. Seeing him recovering day by day, he was reluctant to give up, but he was also happy for his recovery.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and their rare peace was broken before long. Gu Qingzhou still couldn't escape the pursuers and was blocked again.

Those killers who captured him were all superior in skill and profound spiritual power, and they were powerless to resist with their clear and persistent skills.

Gu Qingzhou knew this, so he begged him not to be stubborn, and then walked up to those people and raised his hands obediently.

Those black-clothed killers treated Gu Qingzhou extremely roughly. Binding his wrists was like treating inferior livestock, dragging him forward, which made him feel humiliated.

Ming Zhijin said angrily: "Stop!!"

He made the decision to fight with others, even if he knew that the end would be difficult for him, he still had to try his best.

He didn't want to lose that person, let alone regret it for the rest of his life.

Gu Qingzhou shook his head at him, with an expression on the verge of crying.

A flash of bright light seriously injured the black-clothed killer who had been tormenting him just now, but it was not from Ming Zhijin.

A lazy man with his eyes covered came leisurely on a suanni. The divine beast stomped the killer on its sole, causing a bone-breaking sound and wailing.

"When did this seat teach you to treat prisoners of war like this? You have been domineering for too long, and you don't even pay attention to this seat's orders?"

This person has an aura of calmness and prestige, making the killers around him afraid, they all bowed their heads and saluted, and untied the rope that restrained Gu Qingzhou.

Feng Zehuan waved his hand, "The person Emperor Zun wants is something you can get your hands on."

He got up and walked around Ming Zhijin, sized him up, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery around him.

"Sure enough, the world is still too beautiful to behold. Living here for a long time must be very happy."

"I'd be happier if he stayed."

"Don't worry about me. I'm just a disabled person. What do you think I can do?"

Knowing that he would not believe this, Feng Zehuan leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Maybe you... have a better chance than me."

"The emperor ordered the feathermen of Tianxiang not to practice the method of longevity, how dare I..."

"You don't dare to joke about the lives of the clansmen, but if I don't say it, how would Emperor Zun know about it?"

Feng Zehuan pointed to his covered eyes, "These are Emperor Zun's eyes, as long as I close them, he won't know anything."

"If that's the case, don't you hold the power in your hands?"

"Isn't it true in the two worlds of cultivators? Besides, I'm just giving you advice. Whether you're willing to listen to it or not is up to you."

Without saying anything, Feng Zehuan turned around and left.

Ming Zhijin quickly stopped him, but he stopped him and didn't know what to say.

"I would like to advise you, you can prepare to pack up and leave this mountain forest."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Your fate will come soon. Although the secret of heaven is not to be leaked, I still want to remind you to pay attention."

"Where is Qingzhou! What will happen to him?!"

"He... who knows, a Yan clansman will inevitably end up being treated as a plaything."

Ming Zhijin was like a bolt from the blue, eager to catch up with the light boat, but within a few steps, Suan Ni blocked the way again.

"Di Zun has me to intercede for you. Instead of worrying about him, it's better to think about how to be the emperor of this mortal world."

After saying that, he left to control the beast without looking at him again.

Ming Zhi couldn't understand the deep meaning of his words, he was worried that the royal family would be implicated, so he immediately went back to Xuemi City, wanting to find his brother and ask him what happened.

At that time, Changming, the emperor of Beiming, was still his elder brother, and after hearing his story, his brows became tighter and tighter.

"The Xuanji Tower is not reminding you, it is clearly warning the widow... It seems that the sky is about to change."

"Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Looking at his younger brother who has been in the mountains and forests for many years, who is ignorant of human affairs and human feelings, Chang Ming stepped down from the throne, pressed the latter's shoulders, and said in an extremely heavy tone, "He is right, you... Be a good emperor."

Ming Zhi still wanted to ask further questions, but his elder brother turned him away.

He waited for a long time but there was no response. He was disheartened and planned to go back, and another eunuch sent a scroll of bamboo slips.

Ming Zhijin read it with a half-knowledge, and understood that this scroll records the history of the rise and fall of the Yan clan.

The Yan people are born with talents different from ordinary people. Both men and women can be used as containers for conception. They are born with abundant spiritual power and can pass on spiritual power to their offspring.

However, the Yan people are weak in constitution, and after giving birth, they will be weak to death due to the transmission of spiritual power to their sons. Therefore, in order to ensure the prosperity of their tribe, the Yan people hide in Shenzhou and no longer see people.

"My lord, my majesty asked this old slave to tell you that I should have forgotten about the Yan clansman who was familiar with you earlier. The Nine Heavens Emperor Zun wiped out all the clans in the three realms. He is the last surviving Yan clansman. I'm afraid it's you... No blessing to suffer!"

"No Blessings... What a Blessings!"

At this time, Ming Zhijin is only close to Gu Qingzhou because of liking, and when he thinks that his ending may be used or even played to death, he feels an indescribable pain in his heart.

He wanted to save him from the shackles, but what could he, who was no different from ordinary people, do?It is nothing more than bringing disasters on behalf of the royal family, the feather people of Tianxiang, and even the entire mortal world.

The elder brother didn't say it clearly, but he understood that the man didn't want him to act impulsively. From the intriguing attitude of Xuanji Tower and the meaningful actions of Changming, he vaguely felt that the future Xuewu City would experience an earth-shaking upheaval. Change.

After returning, Changming sent people to send messages several times, asking about his health, and concerned about his life recently.

He only felt that his elder brother's move was unnecessary. In the past, he could only wait for news once in two or three months, but now he is diligent every day because he is afraid of his wanton behavior. To put it bluntly, it is surveillance.He hated this hypocritical concern, and he missed the days when Gu Qingzhou was still there.

"That little mute... treats me with sincerity, there is no need to speculate on his intentions."

But one day, the little eunuch who cared about him didn't come, and there was no movement for half a month after that, just when Ming Zhijin thought his life was finally going to be peaceful again, Lord Xuanji Pagoda came in person.

"Your elder brother has been severely punished, it's time for you to go to the mortal world and become emperor."

In a word, it was like five thunderbolts.

Changming, the son of Beiming, was punished for practicing forbidden techniques without permission. This matter would not affect his descendants, but Emperor Tianyao acted cruelly and never showed mercy, so he used the hands of cultivators to get rid of Changming. The second and youngest sons of the clan, and the only eldest son who escaped also changed their names and surnames to hide in Xiujie.

"Maybe you will blame me for this unsatisfactory ending, but I still want to say that I have tried my best. Even if I am, it is impossible to change Emperor Zun's mind in every way, so what am I?"

"The destruction of my family is really a good gift from you. Since you have already foreseen this disaster, why don't you..."

"I remind you to prepare for the succession. No matter how much I say, the head on my neck will be lost. What reason do I have to help you to that point? This is out of love rather than duty. But ignoring what happened to you and going through the motions, what right do you have to hate me?"

Feng Zehuan is not a person who knows how to show affection, he just chooses to help or not to help as he likes.

Ming Zhijin is aware of his position, and indeed he is not qualified to expect too much.

"Chang Ming had already predicted the ending, which shows that he has realized that people have to pay the price for everything they do. No matter whether the ending is good or bad, they all deserve the end. No one is born to be the favored child of heaven, let alone People are born as mayflies and ants, and their fate is chosen by themselves."

Seeing his gloomy expression, Feng Zhehuan, who had worked hard for him secretly, couldn't bear it, so he added: "Perhaps, I won the chance for you to minimize the damage."

The author has something to say: Changming is actually a surname as well as a title. Anyone who belongs to the Changming family will be deprived of their name if they become emperors. The Changming family, and Ming Zhi, who later became the emperor of Beiming, is also the Changming family today.

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