The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

Back at the village of the Brothers Gang, Wang Wanyi and the others got out of the carriage and went non-stop to the village building where the epidemic people lived behind Wufeng Mountain.

Xing'er seemed to like Dai Shaojin very much, as soon as she saw Dai Shaojin coming back, she bouncingly took Dai Shaojin's hand and asked him to accompany Xing'er to turn the flower rope.

It's no wonder that anyone who can be a Tanhualang will not be able to be a man without a good appearance. Everyone has a love of beauty, and of course, little girls are no exception.

Xinke Tanhua, Dai Shaojin.

Yanjing red-clothed tall horse, champion, second place, Tanhua, three yuan straddled the street, attracting all the daughters in the capital to throw flowers shyly.

Zhuangyuan Lang is nearly forty years old, and it took him 20 years to get into the first place in the exam. The second place in the list is good-looking, but he is more irritated than others. With Dai Shaojin as a comparison, the other two are overshadowed. Dai Shaojin became the focus of everyone.

Since then, the three of them formed a bond, and they often rolled their eyes at Dai Shaojin, and because Dai Shaojin's father was Dai Dai, they could only smile enough every time they met, after all, they were related.

Besides, Dai Shaojin has a peach blossom face, which is the most friendly face, plus that guy doesn't have the aura of not being close to strangers, it's a joke when he speaks it out, and the people in the village also have a good impression of him, There are even many aunts in the village who want to call this guy a daughter-in-law.

This time, it was quite different from the scene in front of the Moon Lotus Temple.

Many moderately ill plague patients in the small building have been transferred to the mildly ill small building, and even the small building in the severe area shows signs of improvement, because fewer and fewer city residents died of the plague.

Wang Wanyi asked Master Song to choose the way. "How are the people of Yongchang doing recently?"

"Currently, every three days in the Moon Lotus Temple, there will be gods and disciples distributing holy water on the altar for the city residents to take once. However, some villagers in the village have recovered from mild symptoms and have sent sick family members and relatives around to take it. Some sick patients with good relations in the village were treated in the village, and their family members were also told not to drink the holy water of the Moon Lotus Sect, and they also reminded them not to go out recently and not to neglect their precautions..."

"Anyway, it's worth stopping one more person."

Wang Wanyi nodded and said again.

"In this way, the family members who are sick in the village will be sorted out, and the brothers will be asked to bring some food and supplies as supplies, so as to reduce the possibility of the city residents going out of the city."

Song Shixuan said. "Fortunately, the closure order has not been lifted, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous..."

"Without my official speaking, Huang Ziguang doesn't have the guts to unblock the city without going through my official. Without the oil and water of commerce and trade, this cheap son doesn't know how to scold this official, the godfather he personally recognizes in his heart. "Wang Wanyi said with a smile.

Because of these infected patients, Song Shixuan hadn't had a good rest for several days, and his frown had never been loosened. Hearing Wang Wanyi's words, he was slightly relieved.

"But there are still many people who believe in the Moon Lotus Temple."

"I visited the Moon Lotus Temple this time, and I have gained a lot."

Wang Wanyi handed the two bags of moon lotus flowers brought back from the Moon Lotus Temple to Tan Lao and said.

"Old Tan, this is the moon lotus that I brought back from the Moon Lotus Temple. Although it was dried, please check if it is the same as the evil flower, the phantom soul lotus?"

"I have smelled that the fragrance of the holy water is basically the same as the fragrance of the moon lotus, and the poison in Ah Yan is also very likely to be related to this flower."

When Mr. Tan heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, he took the brocade bag from Wang Wanyi's hand, poured out a petal, and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it carefully.

After smelling the smell, a look of doubt appeared on Old Tan's face, and he smelled it carefully again.

"That's right, the smell of the moon lotus is exactly the same as the scent of the phantom lotus!"

Then Mr. Tan took out a bowl filled with water and put the dry petals in. The dry petals bloomed in the clear water after a while, white and flawless.

"That's not right...the color is different...however, apart from the different color, the shape of the moon lotus after soaking is the same as that of the ghost lotus." Old Tan said hesitantly.

Song Shixuan continued after hearing Tan Lao's words. "Could it be that there are still traces of medicine gu masters in this world, and that the phantom soul lotus has mutated? Or maybe a new variety has been bred..."

"Since the phantom soul lotus can confuse the mind and control people's hearts...then the purpose of the lotus to come down to the world is definitely not so simple. Could it be that he wants to control everyone in the world... ..."

This is just Wang Wanyi's guess.

After listening to Wang Wanyi's guess, Song Shixuan nodded in agreement. "If this is the case, we must not allow Lianji's perverted scheme to succeed. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be tied. There are not many records of the phantom soul lotus in "Mojiang Qilu". I want to know what exactly this flower has. The secret is to start with the person who planted this flower, that person is most likely related to the medicine gu master Amo King."

When Wang Wanyi was in the carriage, he heard Dai Shaojin mention to him that Tan Lao had mentioned King Amo, so he looked at Tan Lao and asked again.

"Mr. Tan, you said that you have seen the ghost lotus and King Amo who planted flowers like the ghost lotus. Then what kind of person is this King Amo?"

Mr. Tan nodded, and began to recall the side of King Amo he saw when he was young, only one side, that face was in his mind, no matter how much time passed in the past, he could never forget it... ..

There is also a story about the Phantom Moon Sect, how it went from its heyday to the bloody storm, and finally to the end of the Blood Stained Sect...

"King Amo..."

Under the skin of beauty and beauty, there is the most vicious heart.

"This is what happened when the old man traveled around Miaojiang when he was young..."

When he was young, his family's ancestors practiced medicine for four generations. He has been very interested in medical classics since he was a child. At a young age, he can distinguish and even clearly understand the functions of various herbs and the properties of waist medicine. He can even come out to treat patients. Not wrong.

When he was 15 years old, he was called a "medical idiot".

After mastering the classics of Chinese medicine, he is no longer satisfied with it. The three thousand worlds are infinite. He wants to learn many things, and learn the medical field that he has never been exposed to.

He packed his bags and traveled around. There are traces of what he found in the mountains, rivers, and deep wild caves.

He traveled all over the Central Plains, discussing medical skills with famous doctors everywhere, and then by chance he came into contact with a terminally ill patient, who was already unable to recover, but miraculously recovered without any sequelae, he felt miraculous Excited and thrilled.

It was from that day that he learned about the ancient village of Miaojiang, the medicine gu master, the medical book "Mojiang Qilu", and the leader of the Luna Sect, King Amo.

He made up his mind and traveled across mountains and rivers to Miaojiang, where he saw the strange voodoo art and the mysterious ritual of praying to the gods.

There, King Amo was loved and loved. He only found out after entering Miaojiang that King Amo was not a Miao doctor but a Gu pharmacist. The pain is the same as that of ordinary people, but if the effect of the Gu drug is lost or the Gu worm planted in the body dies, the pain will reappear, and it will even be a hundred times more painful than the symptoms before the Gu drug...

Therefore, these sick people cannot do without the Gu pharmacist. As long as they pray to the king of Amo for him, the patients will be inseparable from the Gu pharmacist's Gu technique in the end, so they are willing to bow their heads and profess their loyalty and soul to the king of Amo. .

All the believers of the Huan Yue God Sect are Miao people who have been infected by Gu. They can't imagine returning to the pain of death after leaving the Gu medicine. The Gu pharmacist is the last straw for the terminally ill.

The followers of the Phantom Moon Sect are basically the nobles of the Miao village, because they play tricks and hold power, and they don’t want to lose everything they have gained because of these illnesses or terminal illnesses. That’s how the Phantom Moon Sect He has a very high status in Miaojiang, no different from a god.

However, people's hearts are unpredictable, and ghosts are hard to restrain. King Amo's high status and power make other high-ranking believers in the divine religion eager to move and want to use it as their own.

At that time, he also met King Amo for the first time. Although he had traveled to many places and met many people, he had to admit that King Amo was the most beautiful man he had ever seen.

Xu Shaoguang, full of beauty are not enough to describe. He has a pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people. The eyes of ordinary people are brown or black, but King Amo's eyes are born with different pupils, which are light gray and white. The eyes are like a white veil covered by a god, mysterious and solemn.

I thought it would be difficult to meet King Amo, but to my surprise, King Amo is very approachable and hospitable. They discussed a lot about the pharmacology of herbal medicine in medical books. There are many things in common, but there are also many differences, each with its own strengths and weaknesses.

That time, it was also the first time he had seen many Gu objects and Gu plants. Among them, the one that surprised him recently was the Phantom Soul Lotus, a beautiful and mysterious Gu flower that exudes the breath of death...

It was a large plant nourished and bred by flesh and blood. The blooming lotus was the color of fresh blood, with ten petals and dark black stamens, just like the black color of blood after coagulation.

Contrary to such a beautiful formation is the nourishment that nourishes these lotus flowers, the mud made of blood and flesh.

Later, he found out that this plant was the phantom soul lotus.

King Amo used this flower to manipulate those who betrayed him, making them lose their souls and themselves, and become a body without a soul that could only obey his orders.

After a long time, the world-renowned Huanyue Sect became an evil demon sect that everyone in the world could punish, and King Amo also changed from a god master to a demon master.

As for the people in the Luna Sect, because they heard too many names for them in the Jianghu, they gradually acquiesced in this name.

Prosperity is bound to decline, and evil is hard to prevail over good, just like black and white are reversed but the two levels are difficult to merge, and the situation is irreconcilable.

It is rumored that there is a traitor who has been lurking in the Magic Moon Demon Sect for a long time. Overnight... just overnight, blood flowed into rivers, corpses piled up into seas, the demon hall was burned down, and all the magic halls were burned. Soul Lotus, the Demon Cult was completely wiped out.

King Amo died in the Qingming Festival of that year, and the medicine gu master also ceased to exist in this world, and King Amo's descendants were also ruined on the Yewan Demon Palace.

It is difficult to verify whether it is true or not, and even the expert righteous man who killed the entire Demon Palace disappeared without a trace from this world...

This mysterious man became a mysterious senior who was talked about among the masters of the rivers and lakes. Some people said that he died in that night's battle, and some said that the senior didn't care about fame and fortune. ..

Just like that, a generation of Demon Cult disappeared into the entire rivers and lakes, becoming an indelible page in history...

Outside the house, Dai Shaojin and Xing'er were sitting on the bench together, turning over the flower rope.

Dai Shaojin has grown up with a golden spoon in his mouth since he was a child. He has never seen a game like turning the flower rope. The childhood game was played by his father chasing after him, telling him to study the Four Books and Five Classics so that he can inherit him in the future. His father's mantle, a pillar of talent on the road to official career, his father will have an explanation when he meets the eighteen generations of his Dai family's ancestors.

However, he probably couldn't do what his father wanted. If his father really saw the eighteen generations of the Dai family's ancestors in the future, maybe his father would still be beaten by his grandfather.

Because, the little things that corrupt officials do, his father has done half of what he should and should not have done.

"Brother Shao Jin, guess what this is?" Xing'er turned over the flower rope in her hand and showed it to Dai Shaojin.

Dai Shaojin looked at it for a long time but didn't see why.

"This is called swinging, it's time for you to flip it, Brother Shao Jin."

Dai Shaojin swallowed, stretched out her two paws and stretched out her hand nervously, flipping the flower rope onto her hand.

As a result, after some operations, the flower rope in his hand was untied directly.

"Oh, Brother Shao Jin, you are so stupid! You broke the book!"

Dai Shaojin's face flushed, she could not make this little girl a joke with her fame in this life.

Dai Shaojin said stiffly. "Not at all! Mine is called a tendon."

Xing'er took the flower rope that was damaged by Dai Shaojin and flexibly pulled out a flower in her hand.

"Brother Shao Jin, this one is called a turtle."

I saw a little turtle outlined by a flower rope hooked on Xing'er's finger, not to mention, it really looked like this.

Dai Shaojin took a look at the turtle, and then blurted out reflexively. "Song Turtle?"

Of course Xing'er knew that Dai Shaojin's Song Wugui was referring to Song Shixuan, so she asked Dai Shaojin suspiciously.

"Brother Shao Jin, why do you call Shixuan brother Song Wugui? Is this another name for him? Why did you come up with such an ugly name?"

This was stopped by Dai Shaojin, he stroked his chin, and then thought of the embarrassing things Song Shixuan did to him every night before.

"This......"

"Because he's always sticking his turtle head out..."

Speaking of this, Dai Shaojin silently comforted her little Jiaohua in her heart.

Xing'er didn't understand Dai Shaojin's words, and asked again. "Huh? Xing'er still doesn't understand..."

"Because the turtle shell is hard enough!"

Dai Shaojin thought of Song Shixuan's stone-like stature again, and continued.

Xing'er nodded thoughtfully, and then she suddenly realized what she said. "It turns out that Brother Shixuan is a person who turned into a tortoise... Doesn't Brother Shixuan usually hide his tortoise shell to prevent others from discovering it?"

"Isn't Brother Shixuan walking very slowly? The speed of tortoises seems to be very slow!"

"Slow...Song Wugui is not slow at all!"

On the contrary, it is very fast and very long-lasting...

"Brother Shao Jin, why aren't you called Song Wangba, my mother always calls the turtle in the river Wangba~"

"This...children don't know so much!"

On the cold and snowy ground, he was dressed in black, embroidered with dark patterns of lotus flowers, with intertwined cloud sleeves, and stood sideways with flimsy pieces of jade.

A young man lowered his eyes, his bright red lips evoked a faint smile, and although he was not slender, his hand with graceful bony fingers gently stroked the big blue sword in his hand.

The long eyelashes flickered on the light gray eyes, slender and thick, forming a beautiful arc.

Twilight was a little stunned, Qingming seemed to hear the sound of Twilight stepping into the snow, moving with the sound, Qingming raised his head, and showed a heart-warming smile after seeing Twilight.

Twilight can't help but make people's breath tight, since Qingming never smiled again after descending from the gods, even if she laughed, it would not be because of herself.

He has always been a calm person, Qingming has not been too close to himself since he was a child, even though Qingming holds a unique position in his heart, he is not proficient in how to get along with others.

"twilight......"

Twilight heard Qingming calling him, and saw those pure gray pupils looking at him intently, all eyes reflecting his appearance.

"Master Shengzi." Twilight said.

"Twilight, Qingming is no longer the Holy Son of the Moon Lotus Temple..." Qingming lowered her eyes, eyes filled with broken eyes, but for some reason, this kind of Qingming made Twilight feel a little different. I don't know why. .

Fear, pain, and fragility are all clear and clear in the past, but now these are all gone.

He had forgotten that Lian Jise had deposed Qingming's Holy Son.

"Even if you are no longer the holy son of the Moon Lotus Temple, you are the most honorable and cherished one in the Moon Lotus Temple in Mu Hui's heart." Mu Hui forced a smile.

Twilight doesn't like to laugh, if Shenyue saw it, she would be speechless in shock.

"Compared to Lord God?" Qingming raised his eyes again and looked at him expectantly, as if he valued the answer he was going to say very much.

When he was in the temple, Qingming always wore white robes. Twilight once believed that white, which symbolized purity and holiness, was the most suitable color for Qingming, but now after looking at the stunning young man in black robes in front of him, he Only then did I realize that what suits clarity most is the black that can devour everything, this kind of color full of despair and extremes.

The god of heaven has fallen into the devil, causing troubles in the hearts of the people, but his believers are willing to fall together with him, becoming the servants of the devil and the blades stabbed by the devil.

"Twilight, can't you say it or dare not say it?"

"Twilight, you taught Qingming's martial arts. So many years have passed, do you want to ask Qingming for an answer sheet, and see if Qingming's martial arts have regressed after so many years?"

Before Twilight could react, Qingming took out the big sword from the scabbard wrapped in blue cloth, and stabbed directly at Twilight's chest.

Twilight was taken aback, and then the expression on his face changed from a momentary astonishment to a serious one. He jumped up into the air, turned around in the air, and dodged Qingming's stabbing sword.

With a body like a swimming dragon, Twilight took out the purple gold whip wrapped around his arm from his cuff. The purple gold whip was nailed with sharp gold nails. As long as he was hit by it, his skin would be ripped apart on the spot.

The purple golden whip waved a brilliant light and shadow, like stars falling from the starry sky, meeting the huge long sword that was about to meet him.

The long sword of Qingming swung forward, and the light of the sword shot straight up, rubbing against the purple golden whip to form little golden flowers.

Twilight's speed is extremely fast, similarly, Qingming is the disciple he taught with all his heart and soul, and his speed is also as fast as an afterimage.

"Not bad, Qingming is making great progress! Well, stop making trouble, but even so, you can't beat me, and I don't want to hurt you!" Twilight said worriedly, frowning while resisting Qingming's great sword moves.

He never let Qingming get hurt, before and now.

But Qingming seems to be desperate for his life, and his moves are ruthless, as if he will never stop until the long sword is pierced into his heart!

This look made Mu Hui startled, but before he could think about it, Qingming's great sword struck him like a broken bamboo, leaving no room for him to think, he could only fight against it!

At the same time that Qingming's big sword flew towards Qingming again, Twilight also swung the purple gold whip in his hand towards Qingming, Qingming seemed to really want to fight him to the death, Twilight shouted while parrying Qingming's moves.

"Qingming! Stop making trouble! Do you know what you are doing?!"

"Qingming!"

The long sword kept stabbing at him, and Twilight wanted to end the battle quickly, so he swung the purple golden whip forward again to take the long sword from Qingming's hand.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the wind is the sound of breaking the sky, but at this time...

In a blink of an eye, Qingming drew the big sword in his hand into a beautiful sword flower on his wrist, and then he took the big sword back deliberately.

Twilight was startled, but it was already too late for him to take back the Purple Golden Whip.

I saw that the Zijin Whip did not wrap around Qingming's great sword, but wrapped around Qingming's body instead.

And just right, because of Mu Hui's movement of retracting the purple golden whip, and the purple golden whip rewinding at a super speed, Mu Hui only felt a weight on his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Qingming's smiling eyes.

At this time, he tilted his head, a strand of long hair like ink like a waterfall slipped from Qingming's neck, and fell by Twilight's ear.

The corners of Qingming's mouth turned up slightly, hiding a coquettish beauty.

Seemingly pure and wishful, with black hair in the snow, is the most beautiful scenery that Twilight has ever seen in her life.

"Qingming is more beautiful than lotus, which one do you choose in twilight?"