Villain [Rebirth]

Song Huaixu believed that it was against the law of heaven for a foreign race to rule, so after the fall of Dayue, he still assisted the subjugated emperor to restore the country, and even participated in the war to kill the new emperor Taizu and countless soldiers.

Therefore, in official historical records, it is said that Song Huaixu's continuation of the war is a foolish loyalty to the subjugated emperor.

There are many unofficial stories. The version that Song Qi heard was that Song Huaixu secretly cultivated the magic way and deliberately provoked the war, just to deceive people and absorb a large number of dead souls.

The version Jiang Cifeng heard was that Song Huaixu fell in love with the younger sister of the subjugated emperor. In order to restore the country, the emperor promised to marry his younger sister to Song Huaixu, and also said that he and his younger sister's child would be crown prince.

Nangong Qingzhou has never heard any rumors, after all, the Nangong family doesn't like to talk about unofficial history.

Combining the official history and the unofficial history, what will Song Huaixu plan after he seizes the house?

The subjugated emperor and princess have been dead for hundreds of years, and the foreign race that ruled the Central Plains was overthrown by peasants who revolted from their own clan as early as more than 100 years ago.

It is impossible for Song Huaixu to restore the country or inherit the throne.

The only possibility is to take revenge on the Four Great Immortals. After all, his soul has been trapped in Jiuliyuan for more than 700 years, and it is understandable that he is full of resentment.

Two days later, the three of them came to Mount Shu. In order not to cause panic, Song Qi still let General Sirius hide in a place where no one was around, and followed Nangong up the mountain to visit.

Nangong's Qingxiu site was built in the valley, the clear water reflects the layered green hills, and the quiet pavilions and pavilions are scattered among them, tightly wrapped by verdant green vegetation.

Due to the low altitude, the roof towers here are not as cloud-wreathed as in Yueyan Mountain Villa. At a glance, you can see refreshing and clear greenery everywhere. Although the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, there is a special kind of tranquility and coolness.

"It's really beautiful here." Song Qi said with emotion: "The climate is not as cold as Longyin Mountain, nor as muggy as Yueyan Island. It's just right for living."

Nangong Qingzhou didn't respond for a long time, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "You can live in my other courtyard."

"He just boasted a few words casually." Jiang Cifeng stopped Nangong's imagination in time: "I didn't plan to really live here with you, and I will return to Yueyan Island with me after I finish my business."

Nangong Qingzhou led the two to meet the Sovereign.

As the Xianmen clan who never leave the house unless something big happens, the elders of the Nangong clan also gathered in the mountains and listened to Song Qi's explanation of their visit.

After explaining what happened, a group of elders remained calm and stared straight at Song Qi.

Song Qi originally wanted to pretend to be cute and pitiful, but thinking that the people of Nangong's family were always straightforward and didn't like to be fake, he simply greeted everyone's eyes frankly.

Nangong Sect Master said indifferently: "Qiu Homemo was injured by the sky thunder, and then he was poisoned. After that, he resisted the sky thunder and caused the poison to spread. This process is almost all related to the flying dragon, but you said that this matter was all planned by Song Huaixu after he seized the house. , what proof do you have?"

Song Qi took out from his bosom the leaf that Qiu Daoist had written to him before he fell into a coma, and handed it to Suzerain Nangong respectfully.

I don't know if the Nangong family can recognize Qiu Daochang's handwriting, Song Qi only has this one proof.

All the elders immediately gathered around the suzerain to examine the handwriting on the leaves.

No one spoke, and they stared at the leaves together for a long time, before getting up and dispersing after a long while.

An elder said blankly: "Please Jiang and Song, the two young masters, go to the side hall and wait."

They probably wanted to discuss in private, Song Qi and Jiang Cifeng immediately got up and left, followed Daotong out the door.

"How do you say they are going to identify the authenticity of the handwriting?"

In the side hall, Song Qi was restless, turned his head and looked at Jiang eagerly: "When Daoist Qiu wrote those words, he was already out of his mind, can you see that it is his handwriting?"

"I can't tell." Jiang Cifeng lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.

Song Qi's heart skipped a beat, he quickly took a deep breath, suppressed his panic, and complained, "Can't you comfort me?"

"The matter has come to this point, do you still want to be coaxed?" Jiang Cifeng looked sideways at Song Qi: "Are you from a girl's family?"

"It's a kind of thoughtfulness, a kind of tenderness." Song Qi argued: "If you encounter this situation, I will definitely try to make you feel at ease first."

Jiang Cifeng leaned back in the armchair and looked sideways at Song Qi: "If something like this happens to me, will you care about my life?"

"Of course." Song Qi resolutely said: "I have always regarded you as a real buddy, how could I abandon you in times of crisis?"

Jiang Cifeng grinned, gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "That's right, your two cousins ​​and I know how loyal you are to me."

"Why do you hold grudges so much?" Song Qi squinted angrily, wondering whether the betrayal of the hero can be exposed!

"I hold grudges? If I hold grudges, I'll pretend to be Ling Ziyi." Jiang Cifeng silently stared at the little fatty of the Song family for a moment, and finally asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Song Qi was a little nervous.

"Why did you choose your cousin? At that time." Jiang Cifeng stared at Song Qi.

Song Qi also stared at Jiang, her heart beating faster.

When Jiang became serious, Ruifeng's eyes would turn into single eyelids, his chin would be drawn up, and the brows would be steep, a bit fierce, but still pretty.

But why would he suddenly ask such a question.

It was just a joke when I was a child, who remembers why?

Well, of course Song Qi remembered all of them!It was because Jiang said that he didn't want to play with him at all, and was forced by his father, so he condescended to come to him!

It's too embarrassing to tell this matter. Want Song Qi to admit that he was holding pancakes and hiding under the window of Jiang's house, waiting for him to finish his lunch?

If Jiang knew how much he expected the hero to take him home, and knew that the tears he shed at that time were all because of Jiang's perfunctory words...

Isn't this the elation of helping Jiang Mou!

"Because my brother secretly... please let me choose him." An inexplicable competitive spirit caused Song Qi to lie: "You always beat him, you don't save any sympathy, you even beat him when you shoot darts , He was very unconvinced, so he asked me to discuss it and help him save some face."

Jiang Cifeng narrowed his eyes: "You betrayed me because of your brother's face?"

Song Qi said: "Yes!"

Jiang Cifeng said in a low voice: "But when I challenged your brother, you secretly kicked me a few times."

Although Song Qi's chubby legs are not powerful, they still cast an indelible shadow on Jiang Cifeng when he was young.

How can there be any reason for a beloved wife to help the big demon king beat her husband?

Song Qi froze all of a sudden, slumped in the armchair and looked at Jiang, unable to argue.

Even this little trick was discovered by Jiang Mou!

In fact, he didn't kick Jiang at that time, he secretly lifted his leg, trying to trip Jiang and make him lose, but he was unsuccessful, and almost tripped himself a few times...

"You don't want to go with me at all." Jiang Cifeng came to a cruel conclusion.

"No..." Song Qi admitted, and decided to tell the truth: "Jiang, actually that day..."

"You two young lords," suddenly a Taoist boy walked into the side hall to announce: "The lord is here to invite you."

The two had no choice but to temporarily put aside their personal grievances and got up to meet Nangong Sect Master.

The group of seniors remained expressionless. Seeing the two teenagers walking in, an elder asked, "Young Master Jiang, do you recognize this handwriting? It really came from Qiu Hemo's hand?"

Jiang Cifeng was taken aback, and from the corner of his eye Song Qi looked at each other, not knowing whether the group of old antiques were asking or probing, so he asked back: "Did you seniors not be able to tell the difference?"

The elder replied: "We don't know Qiu Homemo's handwriting."

"Then you just watched it for so long..." Jiang Cifeng didn't pay attention and didn't hold back his teasing. Fortunately, before he finished speaking, Song Qi poked him with an elbow and changed his words: "The younger generation can't tell, Daoist Qiu It seems that the injury is serious, and the written words are completely out of order, the junior has only checked the blood, and is not sure whether it is from the hands of Elder Qiu."

The elders of Nangong looked at each other, and gradually showed a look of approval - this young man of the Jiang family was honest and sincere, very much in line with Nangong's preference.

"Since the evidence is not conclusive, why do you trust this Young Master Song so much?" an elder asked.

Jiang Cifeng thought for a moment, and then said firmly, "Based on my understanding of Song Qi."

Song Qi was stunned for a moment, his heart jumped for joy, and he lowered his eyes to hide the gratified smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He doesn't have the ability to start this storm at all." Jiang Cifeng said the second half of the sentence frankly.

Song Qi immediately glared at Jiang with murderous eyes!

"That makes sense." The elders of Nangong nodded in agreement.

Song Qi: "..."

What's the point? Don't answer nonsense!

"We can lead you two to Jiuliyuan for inspection, but you are not allowed to break the seal, so as not to cause a catastrophe." Sect Master Nangong gave the final decision.

"If you don't break the seal, how do you know if Song Huaixu is still inside?" Song Qi asked.

"Follow me." Sect Master Nangong stood up, followed by a group of elders.

Song Qi and Jiang Cifeng followed Nangong Qingzhou and followed the elders across the mountains.

When approaching Jiuliyuan, the surrounding air became more and more threatening.

The strange thing is that this cold air is not a drop in temperature, and there is no wind, it just makes people feel the coolness drilled out from the cracks in the bones.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere became more and more creepy.

Song Qi pretended to be heartless and asked casually: "Uncle Nangong, Song Huaixu violated the law of heaven and killed people like hemp, why not let him go straight to the underworld to be punished? Will being trapped in Jiuliyuan be more painful than going to hell? "

The recent generations of Taoist priests of Xianmen do not know the reason for this incident. Most of the Taoist priests who experienced the great battle in the past have perished or ascended to the top. I don't know if Nangong shy away from talking about this time.

Sect Master Nangong didn't answer.

Song Qi thought it was inconvenient for him to tell, and was about to change the topic to avoid embarrassing him, but he heard Nangong Sect Master sigh: "Let him sleep in Jiuliyuan, not just to punish him, the ancestors said that his injustice along with memory Let's wash together, and then let him re-enter reincarnation and be reborn as a human being."

"Clean up his injustice?" Song Qi was surprised: "But he killed so many soldiers of foreign races and innocent Taoist priests, why..."

"730 years have passed." Nangong Sect Master said: "I don't know why the ancestors were lenient to this devil, but this is a matter set by the ancestors, and it is inconvenient for me to comment on it."

Song Qi had no choice but to say yes.

Half a day later, everyone felt that outside Jiuliyuan, the elders undid the seal layer by layer, and sealed the outer layer every time they stepped into one floor. After two full hours, all the people passed the entrance smoothly.

The gloomy valley is shrouded in rock walls and greenery, and there is no wind around it, but it is extremely cold.

The abyss in the center of the valley exudes a faint blue light, which is much smaller than Song Qi imagined.

The elders quickly sat around Jiuliyuan, while Nangong Sect Master and the remaining guardians watched from the sidelines, taking precautions against Song Qi and Jiang Cifeng's actions.

It was much faster than breaking the seal, about three quarters later, Song Qi felt the surrounding coldness became worse, the blue light at the mouth of the abyss gradually dimmed, and there were firefly-like light spots gathered above the abyss.

"Look—" Sect Master Nangong raised his hand to guide the two of them into Jiuliyuan, pointing to the dark shadow floating in the middle of the abyss, and said, "That is the soul of Song Huaixu."

There was a buzzing sound in Song Qi's head, despair in his heart, but he still cheered up and looked closely at the figure floating in the abyss.

The figure was gradually covered by the gathered light spots, and Song Qi could vaguely see that it was a slender man who was completely naked and couldn't see his face clearly.

"See it clearly?" Nangong Sect Master said: "Song Huaixu's soul cannot escape from Jiuliyuan, and there may be someone else who hinders it."

Song Qi craned his neck resolutely, and looked at the man carefully: "Are you sure he is Song Huaixu?"

Sect Master Nangong was obviously displeased with such doubts.

"Let's go." Jiang Cifeng saw that the other party's face was not good, and advised Song Qi to leave this place first: "We might as well go to Ling Ziyi first."

Song Qi forced himself to regain his composure, and after apologizing to Nangong Sect Master, he was about to leave, but suddenly heard a voice in his mind——

"who are you?"

Song Qi was taken aback when he heard the words, and turned to look around, but no one continued to speak.

"Where is this place?" The strange man's voice sounded again.

"Isn't this Jiuliyuan?" Song Qi replied to the surroundings.

Sect Master Nangong looked at Song Qi suspiciously: "Of course this place is Jiuliyuan."

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Cifeng looked at Song Qi who was a little out of order.

"Didn't you hear?" Song Qi looked at Jiang in surprise: "Just now someone asked where this is."

Jiang Cifeng looked blank.

"Young Master Song, please calm down." An elder beside him persuaded.

"Didn't you hear it?" Song Qi looked at everyone around him in surprise, and was about to speak when he heard that strange voice——

"Who am I? Where is this place? What are you going to do?"

Song Qi was startled, realized something, turned around suddenly, and looked at Jiuliyuan!

"He's talking to me..." Song Qi looked at Yuan Zhong's figure in astonishment.

"Song Huaixu is talking to me!" Song Qi turned to look at Jiang: "I heard him, he is talking to me with divine sense!"