How to cough up blood

The moonlight hangs high, and the dark clouds cover it lightly.

The door of the Lin Mansion was closed.

Only a little red was leaking from the gap next to the ground, and there was a strong smell of blood.

The clatter of horseshoes approached slowly, and a low-key and extravagant carriage stopped at the gate of the Lin Mansion, followed by two rows of majestic soldiers, standing solemnly.

He jumped off the carriage first and pretended to be a man.

Ren Ye put his left hand on the hilt of his waist, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Master, the teacher is here."

There was no sound in the carriage for a long time, but no one dared to show the slightest bit of impatience, but raised their hearts a little bit.After a long while, there were only one or two low-pitched coughs from inside, and the long and thin hand lifted the curtain and leaned out.

Ren Ye skillfully put a snow-white brocade handkerchief on his right forearm, and that pale, sickly hand gently landed on the brocade handkerchief, using his strength to slowly walk down.

Wu Yunian put down his hands and stood firm, and coughed twice: "Open the door."

Ren Ye silently waved his hand, and immediately two soldiers pushed open the gate of Lin Mansion.

squeak

A cold and bloody smell was blown out by the wind.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ren Ye was startled, "Master National Teacher."

Wu Yunian waited for the suffocation in his heart to pass, and then he gave up, "It's nothing, let's go in."

He walked in first, and the corpse inside was so old that he didn't get the slightest look.

The black luxurious robe slid down to the ground like flowing water in the night, and the hexagonal gilt bell around his waist rang softly.

There was only one bedroom with the lights on, and the sound of crying and begging for mercy could not be heard from inside. A middle-aged man and a boy of seventeen or eighteen were kowtowing to the soldiers holding knives on both sides, tears streaming down their faces.

The middle-aged man was crying, and suddenly shivered, subconsciously looking towards the door.

At some point at the door, a clear and handsome black figure stood.

This person's face was sickly and pale, with a pair of indifferent and world-weary Danfeng eyes, which were hooked inside and turned up outside, deep and deep.A pair of unilateral lenses are worn on the bridge of the nose, only blocking the right eye, and a thin gold chain hangs down the side of the face.

He looked indifferently at the embarrassed father and son on the ground.

It was obviously extremely beautiful, but the middle-aged man seemed to have seen some ghost, his pupils widened suddenly, and he screamed in hatred and fear: "Wu Yunian! Wu Yunian! You are the one who wants to kill this old man!!"

Wu Yunian coughed and stepped forward, "Master Lin, do you want your son to live?"

Master Lin cursed angrily: "Blind one-eyed dog, you killed so many people, aren't you afraid of retribution?! You deserve it!"

brush!A cold sword light flashed.

The sword at Ren Ye's waist fell into Wu Yunian's hands at some point, dripping with drops of blood. He looked at Master Lin who was slowly falling, and said, "Noisy."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the trembling young man on the ground, "Lin Zhi, do you want to live?"

Lin Zhi's face was covered with tears, and he kowtowed, "Think about it! Master Guoshi, don't be angry, that old man is a bitch..."

"Really..." Wu Yunian reached out and touched the edge of the lens of his right eye, "One-eyed dog, he is right."

After his words fell, all the soldiers in the room immediately knelt down, and Ren Ye whispered: "Lord National Teacher, calm down."

The air suddenly froze.

Lin Zhi trembled, swallowed, almost unable to kneel, his limbs were weak.

Wu Yunian coughed sullenly, backhanded the sword back into the scabbard at Ren Ye's waist, and took two steps towards the table, the hexagonal bell on his waist rang softly.He picked up a few oranges on the table, looked at them for a moment, and then threw them on the ground.

The oranges are rolling away.

Wu Yunian: "I'll count to ten, and I won't kill you after you finish eating the oranges." A smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Ten, nine, eight..."

Lin Zhi was so excited that he lay down on the ground looking for oranges to eat like a dog, almost swallowed them whole, and the dirty juice flowed out of his hands, making him extremely ugly and embarrassing.

He crawled to the soldier's feet and said in a panic: "Get out of the way..." Then he grabbed the last orange that was stained with dust and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lin Zhi swallowed it, and showed a flattering smile.

Wu Yunian chuckled suddenly, spread out his palm, and there was an orange in his pale palm, "You haven't finished eating."

Lin Zhi's face turned pale.

"However," Wu Yunian said, "I'm very happy. Today, I won't kill any more."

He turned around: "Let's go."

Ren Ye: "You..."

Wu Yunian: "It's getting late, it's time to rest."

Ren Ye said no more, "Yes."

They came and went quickly, and soon Lin Zhi was the only one left in the Lin Mansion. He was stunned for a long time, and the timidity in his eyes quickly turned into hatred.

The National Teacher's Mansion is within the imperial city, not far from the imperial palace.

Wu Yunian's wish to go back to rest early was still not fulfilled, almost as soon as he arrived at the gate of his mansion, he was stopped by the chief eunuch who came from the palace and invited him to the palace.

The emperor's bedroom was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and when Wu Yunian entered, Ren Ye was stopped outside.

The chief eunuch smiled and said, "Lord Ren Ye, you know the old rules."

Ren Ye frowned fiercely, Wu Yunian looked calm, "It's nothing, you stay here."

After saying that, he stepped in slowly, and there was a strong smell of medicine in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Lying on the dragon couch was a man as depressed as this country, about 50 to [-] years old, with a pair of eyes fixed on Wu Yunian's face.

Wu Yunian bowed his head and saluted, the gold chain on the side of his face shook slightly: "Your Majesty."

The emperor narrowed his eyes, "Master, come here, I can't see clearly."

Wu Yunian paused, and walked to the dragon couch.The emperor smiled with satisfaction, "National Teacher, I heard that you killed the Minister of the Ministry of War."

Wu Yunian: "Your Majesty is really well informed."

"The reason why I killed them was because the Lin family's fate brought evil spirits, hindering the country's fortune and dragon spirit. The emperor was ill for a long time, because their fate was against our Dazhao Kingdom."

The old emperor's face suddenly sank, "No wonder, I always feel that I am in such good health, and even took the panacea given to me by the national teacher, it shouldn't be like this, it is the Lin family!"

Wu Yunian waited quietly for the old emperor to finish his anger, and then continued: "The Lin family, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..." He said this and stopped talking.

But the old emperor understood what he meant, and scolded angrily: "There are not many good things, national teacher, I will leave it to you at this time, and I will tell you after the result of divination."

He sighed, "You are the only loyal person by my side... When I become an immortal, I will never forget your contribution."

Wu Yunian: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Looking at his face, the old emperor slowly fell silent, with an obsessive smile on his face, his old wrinkled hands held Wu Yunian's thin wrist bones, and slowly rubbed them.

"National Division……"

Wu Yunian lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and I have to go back and refine the elixir for you."

The old emperor struggled for a moment, then let go of his hand, and the surprise in his eyes flashed away, "Forget it, the pill is still important, get out."

Wu Yunian lowered his head and said, "Yes."

He turned around and walked out with a calm expression, declined the courtesy of the chief eunuch, and walked out of the palace gate with Ren Ye.

The moment Wu Yunian stepped out of the palace gate, Wu Yunian's face turned pale. The feeling of nausea and vomiting in his lungs made him tremble slightly. He stretched out his hand to support the carriage, endured it for a long time, and finally coughed up a mouthful of cold blood .

Ren Ye stretched out his hand to help, but suddenly heard a weak shout: "Don't touch me!"

Wu Yunian closed his eyes deeply, the touch of the old emperor's touch still remained on his wrist, which made him wish to chop off his wrist bone.

After a long time, he glanced back at the Forest Ghost Imperial City.

An ancient strange totem slowly floated in the depths of the right eye blocked by the lens.The palace suddenly changed

Above a brilliant golden dragon vein, there is a dark and ominous mist. The black mist is surging and is eroding the luck of this country.

This once powerful country is on the verge of decline.

The strange totem slowly dissipated, and Wu Yunian's right eye blocked by the lens turned gray again. He sat in the carriage and said in a hoarse voice, "Go home."

And not long after he left, the black energy above the dragon veins seemed to come alive, left the dragon veins, and left closely with Wu Yunian.

……

National Teacher's Office.

The lights in Wu Yunian's bedroom were on, and a group of attendants were waiting outside.

Ren Ye stood guard outside the door, and a woman with a pretty face walked quickly in the distance, and Ren Chun lowered her voice and said, "What's wrong, my lord?"

Ren Ye made a silent gesture: Emperor.

With an angry face, Renchun pointed to the cloth bag at his waist, which contained medicinal materials and silver needles: "Do you want me to go in?"

Ren Ye said in a low voice: "I don't need it for now, the situation is still stable."

At this time, a hoarse voice came from the bedroom: "Change the water."

The attendants outside carried a new bathtub into it as usual, and after filling in the water, they came out respectfully with their heads down.

Ninchun: "How many times?"

Ren Ye: "It should be the last time."

After a while, there was no more movement inside, and the attendants waiting outside all breathed a sigh of relief.Ren Ye waved them down, and guarded the door with Ren Chun.

A black mist wrapped around the pillar next to it, and slowly crept into the bedroom of the national teacher along the crack of the door.

Wrinkles appeared in Wu Yunian's fingertips, and the skin on the bone of his left wrist was even more red and swollen. He never liked outsiders coming into the bedroom. Enduring the dizziness, he changed into a simple black silk bedding. Clothes.

His eyes are extremely beautiful, but the right eye is dull gray and white, like broken porcelain.

Wu Yunian put the monocle mirror on the table, the thin gold chain dangled gently, and the black hair that grew to the calf was still dripping.He walked to the bookshelf, touched somewhere, and the bookshelf was separated to two sides, revealing a secret room.

He walked in slowly, and the moment the bookshelves closed, the black mist followed closely behind.

"Cough cough cough..."

The lamp in the secret room was ignited by a hand that had been pale all the time.

Only then did I see the furnishings inside.

The upper part of the secret room is intertwined with dense and complicated red threads, and countless golden bells and copper coins are hung on the red threads, and the lower part corresponds to the stars in the sky.

At the front, there are more than a dozen tablets with no inscriptions on them, and the one in the middle is engraved with the totem of a strange star.

Wu Yunian lit up the candles next to the memorial tablet one by one, and the secret room brightened up.

He knelt down on the futon, lit three sticks of incense, and enshrined it in front of the tablet.

"Ancestors...cough cough...the Jokhang Kingdom you want me to defend..."

Wu Yunian spread out his hands, pale and weak, without a trace of calluses, most suitable for cooking tea and snow, but in this desolate country, calculating insidious tricks, barely sustaining in the chaotic world surrounded by wolves.

After a long time, he smiled lowly, "That's all."

In short, there is still a glimmer of hope for the Jokhang Kingdom.

He stood up slowly, his eyes went dark for a moment, Wu Yu supported his forehead, closed his eyes as usual, and waited for the dizziness to pass.

Just at this moment, the black mist slowly stopped behind him, and then, there was a cold wind on the ground, and the black mist turned into a tall figure, standing quietly behind Wu Yunian.

The candle hit the ground, reflecting two shadows.

"..."

Wu Yunian's eyelashes trembled, and in the next second, he took out a dagger from nowhere, turned around suddenly, and slashed fiercely at the neck of the person behind him.

The dagger easily pierced the man's throat, but no blood flowed out. Wu Yunian's heart was shocked, and he raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of dark purple pupils.

Black mist gushed out of the cut throat. This unlikely man had an excellent appearance, with profound features, impeccable beauty, eyebrows and tails as sharp as knives, and his whole body exuded a wild and dangerous smell.

He looked at Wu Yunian with a look of bewilderment and bewilderment.

This familiar black air...

Wu Yunian narrowed his eyes, and a light flashed in his right pupil: "You are..." The black air on the dragon's veins? !

He suppressed the shock in his heart, did the black energy that destroyed the dragon's veins actually give birth to wisdom, and turned into a human?

Wu Yunian's fingertips were slightly cold, "Why are you following me?"

The black air that turned into a human said: "I want to follow."

"……What's your name?"

"The name... what is it?"

The purple-eyed man's tone was jerky. He looked at Wu Yunian's lips, as if he was learning to speak for the first time.

Wu Yunian slowly realized that the person in front of him seemed to know little about the world.He didn't show any anger when his throat was cut, not because he wasn't angry...but because he didn't know what cutting his throat meant.

He looked at those purple pupils, which were mixed with wildness and innocence, mixed into an extremely contradictory temperament.

Like an ignorant and dangerous wolf king.

Wu Yunian looked at it for a while, then quickly realized, and quickly came up with a countermeasure in his mind.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "You don't have a name," Wu Yunian's eyes showed almost holy pity, "It's so pitiful, like a puppy without a name."

The man looked at him for a moment, then whispered for a while, "...a dog?"

Wu Yunian's expression was a little sleepy and pale, he pressed his lips and coughed a few times, the gold chain shaking on the side of his face immediately attracted the man's attention.

Perhaps it was because his body was a cloud of black air, but Wu Yunian didn't feel dirty, so he took the initiative to touch the man's throat for the first time, "Do you want a name, I'll give you one."

The man looked down at his fragile and pale wrist. Under the thin layer of skin, blue blood vessels were clearly visible, which he could easily break. After a long while, "I think."

Wu Yunian took two steps back: "Go, kneel on it like I did just now."

Looking back on what he saw just now, the man understood the action of kneeling, but he didn't go, with an inexplicable imposing manner, his eyes darkened: "No."

Wu Yunian narrowed his eyes, and said in a calm manner: "You have to kneel to have a name."

"..."

The man's eyes fell on him, and he never left.

After a while, his five fingers became claws, and a ray of black air shot out from his palm, and he brought the futon to Wu Yunian, then looked at him, and knelt down.

He didn't know that kneeling represented submission, so he just raised his head and said, "Name."

Wu Yunian's eyelashes drooped, and after a while, "You, let's call you Jifen."

Silence, silence, death, death.

Died silently, this group of destructive energy that was born in response to all the darkness of the Jokhang Kingdom no longer destroyed the dragon veins and luck.

He will find a way to kill him.

Ji Chen didn't respond to his own name, he still doesn't understand human emotions.

He looked at Wu Yunian, and a feeling of dryness and hostility gradually swelled up in his heart.Wisps of black air gradually flowed, and gradually climbed onto Wu Yunian's calf.

He wanted to tear the pale and beautiful creature in front of him apart.

"..."

A strong sense of crisis hit in an instant, and a cold and icy breath crossed Wu Yunian's back. Immediately afterwards, a tearing pain came from the skin on his back, and the blood gushed out instantly, but the clothes were also dark. , I can't see it for a while.

The feeling of black air and silence, the feeling of the warm skin being torn, caused a flash of obsession in his pupils.

There was no change on Wu Yunian's face, he coughed lightly twice, a stern look appeared in his eyes, then raised his hand, and slapped Ji Chen's face fiercely.

A crisp sound.

The tearing feeling on Wu Yuhou's back stopped abruptly.

"presumptuous!"

There was a slap mark on the side of Ji Chen's deep and handsome face, he turned his head around, his eyes still fell on Wu Yunian.

This slap used all the strength of Wu Yunian's body, he panted lightly, enduring the sweet smell and unstoppable dizziness that rushed into his throat, when his voice was lowered, he became a little more inexplicably bewitched.

He said: "I gave you a name, which is your master. Remember, never disrespect your master."

Ji Die repeated: "...Master?"

After a while, he said, "I think, tear, you, break you."

His speech seemed extremely jerky, slurring every word.

"This is disrespect," Wu Yunian said in a low tone, "Take back your power."

It took a long time for the cold air on his back to dissipate.So Wu Yunian smiled at the corner of his mouth, bent over like a reward, patted Ji Chen's face, his eyes were sleepy: "Very good, but when I hit you just now, my hand was red and it hurt."

With such a movement, the slightly messy neckline revealed a delicate porcelain-white neck, which was extremely fragile.Ji Chen watched without blinking, the black air was about to move again, and it took a long time before it fell silent again.

At this time, Wu Yunian's body was tense, and the blood on his back had already dripped to the ground.

Ji Chen looked at him: "You, why, it doesn't hurt."

Wu Yunian ordered: "Call the master."

Ji Die said, "Master."

Those purple pupils are extremely clean upon closer inspection, like deep gems tributed by a small border country.

The candle swayed suddenly, Wu Yunian smiled, straightened his waist, and thought flashed in his eyes.Then he stretched out his hand slowly, revealing the red palm and the red and swollen wrist rubbed by himself.

"Good dog, lick it."

[Ah Ruan: Congratulations to the master, the speed of recovery is [-]%. 】

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Popular science time:

1. The ancient glasses are called 叆叇, which is the ancient name for glasses, and the sound is "ai four tones dai three tones".

Wu Yunian wears unilateral glasses, which only cover his right eye.

For the sake of convenience, the modern name is used in the text~