The Scholar Who Walks the Night: The First Brilliance of the Lights

After that day, Mingxi never came to make trouble again, which allowed Nie Jiuheng and Jin Shenglie to live a peaceful life for a few days.Prince Zhenxian also recovered his memory. Of course, it was only under the intimidation of Jin Shenglie that Nie Jiuheng let go.

"Why did the emperors of various dynasties become your puppets?" Jin Shenglie really couldn't figure out what else the kings who already owned the entire dynasty could lack so that they would be willing to be a puppet.

"This...that's a long story."

"Let's make a long story short." Nie Jiuheng seemed to be choking on Jin Shenglie, and gouged him out, "I didn't say anything."

"Okay, okay, tell me, and I will listen carefully."

Nie Jiuheng gave a fake cough, "Hundreds of years ago, in order to become king, their ancestors asked me for help, and paid for serving me for generations."

Jin Shenglie waited for a long time, but Nie Jiuheng still hadn't said anything, "It's gone?"

"Gone."

"Isn't it a long story?"

"Didn't you want me to make a long story short?" Nie Jiuheng also asked back.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and couldn't help laughing.

There was a knock on the door, and Jin Shenglie put away his smile, "Come in."

The wooden door opened, and a refined young man stood facing the wind, imposing manner, and Jin Shenglie also raised the corners of his mouth, showing a bright smile, "Exit the prince's mansion."

"Shenglie, you are still so polite." As he spoke, this hand was about to rest on Jin Shenglie's shoulder as usual.But when his hand was still a punch away from Jin Shenglie, Zhenxian suddenly felt a chill down his back, and quickly withdrew his hand.Turning around, I saw Nie Jiuheng cast a gloomy glance at himself, and I was glad in my heart: Fortunately, I have strong reflexes, otherwise if I really hit it, if I don't die, I'm afraid my arms will be useless.

Jin Shenglie chuckled and poured a cup of tea for Zhenxian.

Zhenxian took the tea, "I heard that you are well, so let's take a look."

"Thanks for caring."

"Between you and me, this thank you letter is unnecessary." After a pause for a few seconds, Zhen Xian continued, "Actually, there is one more thing to do this time is farewell."

"Farewell?"

Zhenxian nodded, "Yes, I want to go back."

"The ancestors relied on you to rule their own country. That's their cowardice, but I won't." Zhenxian looked firmly at Nie Jiuheng who was careless, "Please give me back... my country...!"

"What's the benefit of giving it back to you?" Jin Shenglie was beside him, and Nie Jiuheng was more or less concerned. Even though he didn't want to talk to these ants, he still answered.

Jin Shenglie knew that it would be counterproductive to help Zhenxian speak, so he drank tea without hearing anything outside the window. He was more or less relieved that Nie Jiuheng could reply.After all, one is his brother and the other is his love, and the two still have grievances. What Jin Shenglie is most afraid of is that these two will have a dispute.

"If you mention anything that does not violate morality, I will agree." After pondering for a long time, Zhen Xian replied.Zhenxian had approached Nie Jiuheng a few times before, but the other party kept ignoring him. Anyone in the Ming Dynasty could see his dislike for him, so this time he deliberately made this request to Nie Jiuheng in front of Jin Shenglie. In front of Jin Shenglie, Nie Jiuheng's request probably won't be too big.

Nie Jiuheng naturally saw through Zhenxian's little thought, but so what?Zhenxian insisted that even if he knew there was a pit ahead, he would jump into it. It was just a country, so why not give it to him?He has plenty of money, not lacking in everything, his eyes rolled and moved to Jin Shenglie.

He raised his hand and pointed, "I want him."

"How...how?" Zhenxian really didn't understand what "want him" meant, did he want this person?Or... Even if he wanted Jin Shenglie, he couldn't give him.Jin Shenglie has his own opinions, and no one can influence his decision.

"If you want him, you don't want to give him to me. He is not a commodity. It's just that you can't ask him for help no matter what you encounter in the future, and you can't interfere with our life. Otherwise, I will kill you."

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Zhenxian's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes turned to Jin Shenglie involuntarily, jokingly, Jin Shenglie is his right-hand man, without him, his journey of governing the country must be extremely difficult, not to mention their long-term friendship...

However, Jin Shenglie just raised his eyebrows. It is time for Zhenxian to experience more, so that he will be a good monarch in the future, and he can be at ease.

Just like that, you looked at him and he looked at me for a long time, but there was no result. In the end, what surprised Zhenxian was that he agreed in a daze.

"You cast a curse." Jin Shenglie's tone was still flat.

"Well, it won't hurt his life." Nie Jiuheng felt bitterness in his heart.

"I know." Nie Jiuheng's answer stunned Jin Shenglie for a second, he hugged Nie Jiuheng helplessly, and murmured.

His original intention was just to make sure, after all, the spell is one of the spells not recorded in Shi Yuzhong.This was the first time we met, so it was a little strange.

"I'm just curious about spells." Jin Shenglie explained softly.

"What's so curious about spells?" Nie Jiuheng broke away from Jin Shenglie's arms, and then pulled Jin Shenglie to sit on the rocking chair, and then sat on it himself, a free meat pad.

comfortable~

Jin Shenglie was confused by his series of actions, and finally looked at the person lying comfortably on his body, he couldn't help laughing.

"Incantations originated from Taoism in the Qing Dynasty, but I changed them a bit. Taoism generally uses talismans, talismans are talismans, and incantations are incantations. They use them together and call them spells. Write them on paper to exert their power. That way It's too troublesome, I prefer spells, and with one spell, everything will be fine." As soon as he touched his leg, Nie Jiuheng adjusted his posture to a more comfortable position and said.

"You know quite a lot. But isn't Taoism the authentic way? When I saw you cast a spell just now, you were surrounded by black air."

"Because I have transformed them. Their spells are designed to ward off evil spirits, and my spells can be used by evil spirits, but people will be eroded if they use them." Nie Jiuheng smiled proudly.

How excellent is it to create a new channel for spells.

On a sunny day, Jin Shenglie and Nie Jiuheng have been playing in the mountains and rivers.The wind was whispering, the water was singing, and Nie Jiuheng rolled up his sleeves to catch fish in the river.

The trousers were rolled up to his thighs, and the sleeves on his arms were also tied up. He stretched his legs into the water and felt cool and pleasant.

Jin Shenglie was sitting on the bank making a fire, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nie Jiuheng cautiously staring at a certain place, with his teeth and claws flailing, probably there was another fish.

There was a bang, water splashed everywhere, and then hearty laughter, "Caught it! Shenglie! There are fish to eat!"

Coincidentally, Jin Shenglie's fire was almost burning, and the wooden stick was crackling, "Give me the fish."

"Next." Nie Jiuheng nodded, standing in the river and throwing the fish over.

Hearing the roar, Jin Shenglie frowned, facing a half-sized fish, stretched out his long sleeves and rolled it up.