Chapter 65 Volume Three One
byReturning to the palace, Shen Jue said to the emperor: My father is gone.
The emperor was silent for a moment and said, "Your father is long gone."
Shen Jue stopped talking.
Since receiving the military report of Ji Jiu's death in battle, the emperor seems to be a lot haggard, and he has no interest in talking to him at this moment, sitting in front of the dragon's case, his expression is dull.
In the end the two were speechless.
Shen Jue got up and said, "I'm leaving."
The emperor responded and waved his hand: "Go down."
Shen Jue paused for a while before finishing her words: "I won't come back."
Only then did the emperor raise his head and look directly at him. There was a trace of turbulence in his stagnant expression, and he seemed to be slightly angry, "Is it going to go away or not? Did your father order it?"
Shen Jue replied, "No, but I'm going to find my father. He's looking for my father again."
The anger on the emperor's face subsided a little, "I'm still looking for it? Where can I find it?"
Shen Jue said: "My father went to the underworld. I have to help him."
The emperor snorted and said sarcastically, "You? With your little mana, even Ji Jiu can't save it. It's not bad if you don't cause trouble!" Having said this, it was really mean. The emperor also knows that he is mean, but what is mean, what he said is the truth, the truth in this world is often mean.
Shen Jue lowered her head, but said nothing, stood up, turned around and left.
The emperor called him from behind, and seemed to ask inadvertently, "If I die, will you find me?"
Shen Jue paused, stood at the threshold, and asked after a long time, "Do you want me to look for it?"
The emperor did not answer.
Shen Jue turned around, but didn't approach from a few feet away. Knowing that the emperor was very harsh, he never said soft words. After thinking for a while, Shen Jue said, "If you want me to look for you, I will look for you. I only look for you for a lifetime. If I find you, if you don't want to see me, I will not look for you."
Shen Jue said, "I'm not like my father, I don't like to suffer."
The emperor didn't speak, he just looked at him for a long time, waved his sleeves and let him go.
As soon as Shen Jue left, the room became even more empty. The emperor stayed in the room alone, looking at the memorial in front of him. It was Ji Jiu's last memorial. It was still in a disgusting tone of official business, without a single word of nonsense. Although the emperor hated the lengthy quotations in the memorial, but at this moment, he hated his ability.
Ji Jiu, you just ran away. The emperor covered his face and scolded in his heart with gnashing teeth, ungrateful!
I have been so kind to you, I have been protecting you for so many years, giving you what I want, but in the end, you ran away first.
The rest of the vast country is alone with him.
Since then, just want to soften heart, but have no object. If you want to protect, there is no one to protect.
Seriously, it's heaven and earth alone.
The emperor sat for a long time, suddenly got up, ordered someone to call Shen Hai, and said: "You, now draw up a decree for me, Ji's family is full of loyalty, I want to reward him. Reward him with thousands of acres of grain, gold and silver jewelry, and posthumous seals. King Zhongyi, bury his body in the imperial mausoleum!"
Shen Hai was stunned, and quickly said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is out of line."
"Pretend!" The emperor said coldly, majestic and intimidating.
"Yes." Shen Hai picked up the pen and dropped two words, still wanting to persuade him: "I have never had a foreign surname king in my court, and General Ji has always been very righteous... If he knew, he would be uneasy even if he died... "
Hearing the words, the emperor restrained his anger, smiled a bit secretly, and said word by word: "I want him to die without joy!"
Who let him die like this, how can there be such a happy thing!
Shen Hai was speechless and silently drafted the decree, and the next morning, the decree became a reality. The buried coffin was dug up and buried in the imperial mausoleum. The whole country wears filial piety, and the ritual and music are celebrated for seven days.
This is Long En, who has never been led by any official since the founding of the country.
Shen Jue knew all of this very quickly, but he didn't want to bother with the emperor, so he hurriedly went to find Yimo.
However, Yimo had already entered the underworld, and after entanglement with the little ghosts, he faced the judge.
Yimo said, "I'm here to find someone."
The judge said: "There is no one here, it's all ghosts."
Yimo nodded: "Then look for a ghost."
The judge said: "You snake demon is also about to become an immortal. Since you already know that it is a ghost, why should you be persistent?"
Yimo ignored his question and said, "I want to know where he went back to."
The judge sighed: "What's your name?"
"Shen Qingxuan, his last name was Ji Jiu."
The judge said: "I'll report back to the King of Hell, and if I agree, I'll check for you."
Yimo stood in the hall, and for the first time looked at this frightening place in the legend. It was gloomy, but not necessarily scary. Everything is going on in an orderly manner, ghosts and ghosts, according to their own categories, are more orderly than the human world, except for the occasional mourning and low-pitched crying, the hall is really calm.
Yimo waited for a while, but before the judge came, he walked out of the hall and looked around. The path under his feet led him to the front of a sea of flowers. The blood-red flowers were blooming in strands. Yimo was about to walk over, but was stopped by a ghost. "This is the road that the dead walk."
Yimo stopped, looked at the winding road that disappeared into the sea of flowers, and asked, "What is going on?"
The ghost pawn smiled, and the smile was a little gloomy, "You will know when you die."
Yimo looked at him, but answered very seriously: "I don't want to die yet."
The ghost soldier said: "If you don't want to die, go back. If you walk this road, you are a demon, and your soul and flesh will be separated into a lonely ghost."
Yimo stood in front of the sea of flowers for a long time, then turned around and returned along the same path.
After returning to the temple and standing for a cup of tea, the judge finally came out, but with a solemn expression, he walked to the side and stood as if waiting for someone.
Yimo didn't say anything, and after waiting for a while, a man came out of the dark, with a resolute face and frowning eyes. Yimo looked at him, and they both felt that the other was somewhat familiar.
Yimo frowned. He has had very little interaction with people and immortals over the years. He only needs to filter it in his mind to recall it. It reminded me of the days when Shen Qingxuan took a concubine more than a hundred years ago, when he and Lao Dao went to subdue demons. Comparing the impression of the devil general in his mind with the person in front of him, Yimo was certain, slightly surprised, and said, "It's you."
Hades obviously also remembered him, "ha", as if smiling: "It's me."
At that time, the devil general, who was helpless even for the old Xian family, turned out to be the king of hell here, and Yimo felt funny in his heart. Thinking that he had worked hard to help Lao Dao bring down the devil, but Lao Dao turned him into a ghost.
Since there is a relationship, the two are no longer polite.
Yimo said, "I'm here to find someone."
Hades said, "I know." Then he said, "He has already gone to Naihe Bridge." Then he turned to the judge and asked, "When will Ji Jiu be reborn?"
The judge flipped out the roster and said, "We still need to wait, there are still some people ahead, and it's not his turn for the time being."
Yimo asked again, "Is it still a human fetus?"
Yan Wang's expression was strange, and he hesitated: "He kills too much, he shouldn't be a human... But..." After a short pause, Yan Wang asked Yimo to sit down, and then he told him in detail——
Let's say that Ji Jiu died and was under the dark arrow that day, but the soul did not return to the underworld immediately. The judge checked the book of life and death, and he did not see him to report, so he sent Black and White Impermanence to search for the soul. When Black and White Impermanence found his soul, he didn't find anything unusual, but when he brought it back, he found that Ji Jiu looked demented, neither happy nor angry. It turned out that didn't know where it was, and lost a soul and a soul.
For this reason, Black and White Impermanence also searched for it, but he couldn't find it, so he had to leave his soul incomplete. Therefore, Ji Jiu, who was supposed to be the beast, was exempted from punishment and became a human again.
Yama said: "He is both human and mentally retarded. Do you still want to find him?"
Yimo pondered for a while, then Fang said for a long time, "Look for him naturally."
The King of Hell saw a lot of such things, and it was not surprising that he answered him. He reached out and took the judge's book of life and death, turned over the copy, and said, "Go back, after fifty-three years, go to the foot of Lin Mountain, If you look for a family named Liu, you will find it."
Yi Moben wanted to ask something else, but didn't ask, got up and said, "Thank you." After speaking, he wanted to leave.
The King of Hell stood and thought for a while before saying, "Although you got rid of me back then, you also helped me get out of the sea of misery. The person you are looking for should have suffered all his life and died at the age of twenty. I return your kindness and promise him seven Ten years of longevity has made your wish come true. It's just... don't get too obsessed."
Immer paused and turned around, still saying, "Thank you."
Only then did he leave the underworld and return to the world.
As soon as he returned to the human world, he saw Shen Jue in the shape of a wolf, pacing back and forth restlessly. It seems that he fought with the guards of the underworld again and again, but he didn't rush in, and the loss was a bit ugly.
Yimo stretched out his hand and flicked on the black wolf's forehead, and said, "This little trick, you have to break into the underworld, do you think it is the imperial city?"
The black wolf didn't return to human form after being bounced. He lay on the ground, covered his forehead with his claws, and screamed "woo woo", as if he was acting like a spoiled child.
Yimo said, "Go back."
He was about to drive people away, and the black wolf turned around his feet, biting his sleeves and pulling it, as if dissatisfied.
"The emperor won't let you go." Yimo said lightly: "Although he won't beg you, he doesn't necessarily want you to stay. You just leave, I'm afraid that all the monsters in the world will be gathered by him. The two schools of Taoism and law have been killed."
The black wolf let out a sigh of relief, lowered his head and hesitated. But he let Yimo kick, kicked his tail, and said, "Aren't you going?!"
The black wolf, who was kicked without pain or itching, expressed his uncompromising attitude.
Yimo raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Who told you to provoke the emperor."
Only then did the black wolf let out a shameful "woo" and ran away with its tail between its legs.
Yimo was right. As soon as Ji Jiu left, there were no generals in the court. The emperor had the heart to support this wolf demon with eyes above the top and let him work for himself. It's just that this kind of thought will not be revealed to anyone, so after Shen Jue left, although the emperor seemed to be indifferent to Shen Jue's departure, in fact he just looked good. He is the ruler of a country and the lord of the world. How could he allow a monster to oppress him for so long and then run away in the end. Dare to run? I will let you die, if you don't believe me, don't come and beg me!
Shen Jue's timely return saved a catastrophe in the demon world.
The emperor raised his eyelids, and when he saw him appear, he said lukewarmly, "Come here?"
Shen Jue let out a "hmm" and leaned over to look at the memorial in his hand. He was really not interested, so he went to the dragon couch and fell asleep in confusion. There is no explanation to come and go, so arrogant and arrogant. The emperor stared at the memorial, and the red pen in his hand snapped into two pieces.
Hiding the broken pen in his sleeve, the emperor said, "Shen Jue, your father is dead, how about you take his place?"
Shen Jue sat up from the couch and said silently for a moment, "Okay."
"Really?" The demon, who thought he was unfettered, answered so succinctly, but the emperor was a little hesitant. He has always had such a temperament, transmuted and suspicious, but at this moment he doesn't know whether he should hand over the power of the general to him.
Shen Jue seemed to see through what he was thinking, and simply said: "My father went to find my father, and I don't know how long it will take to find him. As soon as I am with you, I will accompany you. When you die, I will leave."
The emperor was not lightly offended by him, but when he thought about it, he felt fresh again. No one dared to talk to him like this, not even Ji Jiu when he was a teenager. Besides, what does "I'm fine with you" mean? The emperor thought sarcastically, if the skin-to-skin relationship was applauded, then he didn't know how many people he had improved.
Of course, this is not to be said, the emperor only said: "Before I die, hand in the tiger talisman."
Shen Jue agreed.
The emperor looked at him and suddenly felt that the monster was straightforward and cute. Although he didn't know if the monster would have a different heart after gaining power, the emperor felt that he was cute at this moment. He was an emperor, and since he felt good, he moved forward, looked at his eyebrows, looked at him for a while, lowered his head, took a bite on his face, and folded his lips again.
Shen Jue didn't resist, and hugged him into his arms. The two rolled into a ball and entered the depths of the large bed. The curtain danced up, and the unbuttoned robe was gradually thrown out. Two broken pens rolled out of a bright yellow dragon robe on the ground.
Shen Jue did what he said and stayed by the emperor's side. He was promoted to general, and in a coup 20 years later, he became the general and took over the tiger talisman that Ji Jiu once held.
The changes in the world are limited to the high-level interior of the imperial court, and the people below are still peaceful, living and resting at the sunrise.
In recent years, a family has moved to the foot of Linshan Mountain in Luofu Town, only a husband and wife, holding a child. For the newcomers, the sharp-eyed villagers quickly discerned the difference between them and their own. The woman seldom goes out, and at night, when the lights are turned off when every family saves fuel, the windows of his house are still on. People are curious, and when they are curious, they naturally inquire. In less than a month, someone inquired about the family. The man was originally a county clerk. He was implicated because of his boss's greed for ink. Because of this great change, the family business was also sold, and only one life was left.
The husband and wife took their son who had just been born for half a year and settled in this mountain village.
In the blink of an eye, four years later, the family seemed to be cursed. First the man fell ill, then the woman fell ill. The only healthy child had beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, but was an idiot.
At the age of four, when other children were chasing chickens and dogs and yelling, he was just learning to walk. I can neither cry nor laugh. I stay stunned all day long. I don't know how to eat if I don't feed, and I don't know how to talk when I'm hungry. In such a situation, the husband and wife, who were seriously ill, were even more upset, and the illness never healed.
Unattended, the more stupid, after noon, the four-year-old Liu Yan squatted on the loess slope, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, pulling on the ground. There was a dung beetle crawling on the ground. It had just formed a ball of dung, and was lying down, rolling the ball of dung up the slope with its legs. Liu Yan stared blankly for a while, and then used a wooden stick to pound the dung ball. He was naturally stupid and slow, so the dung beetle suffered more. Every time it was about to roll over, Liu Yan was slow. Reached out a wooden stick, smashed its dung balls apart, and Gululu rolled back. The dung beetle had to climb down again and roll again.
Such games are played by children in mountain villages. But at the most, after playing for a while, you will get bored.
In the entire village, only Liu Yan could squat there alone and play all day. Because of the rest, he can't play. Other children disliked him for being stupid and didn't take him.
When Yimo came out of the forest, what he saw was the skinny child squatting on the dirt slope and bullying the dung beetles. Ragged and weak. Because it was too far and his eyes were unclear, Yimo didn't realize that he was the one he was looking for.
Until he got closer, Yimo didn't look at him any more.
The child squatted on the ground for a long time, his feet were numb, and he was swollen just as he walked by, and he fell awkwardly on the ground, his clothes open like rags. Imo stopped abruptly.
The child's thin ribs were visible on the chest, where the heart was, and a touch of blood red jumped into his eyes.
Yimo focused his steps and stared at his chest without blinking. A cinnabar mole was blushing brightly, and it seemed that blood was about to ooze out of his bony heart.
"I found you."
Yimo said that he first observed the child's brows and eyes, and finally quietly watched his heart.
The red bead rope that she insisted on putting on back then became a little cinnabar on Ji Jiu's heart.
The author has something to say: the third volume begins, and this is the last volume. When this volume is over, so should their story.
I hope you will stick with me to the end.
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