Chapter 77 The Seventh Lamp (3)

Shi Wuyuan turned over inadvertently and felt something hit with the back of his hand. He woke up and opened his eyes to see the slightly unfamiliar curtain, and then he remembered that this was not in his room.

For some reason, he didn't look to the side, but just a little embarrassedly, he pulled back the arm that was accidentally lying on his body, but was caught by Bai Li.

The sun came in, and it was already three poles in the sun. Bai Li didn't have a hangover, so he naturally woke up long ago. However, he just leaned on his side, resting on his arm, lying there quietly watching Shi Wuyuan, and I don't know how long he watched it. , as if he was reluctant to even blink his eyes.

Shi Wuyuan gently pushed him, trying to pull his hand back, but Bai Li refused.

"Don't make trouble," he said.

However, Bai Li's hand strength suddenly increased, and the whole person came close to him. The other hand wrapped around Shi Wuyuan's waist and buried his face in his neck. After a while, he was sullen. Said: "How do you know that there is water from hate in the world?"

Shi Wuyuan paused and said: "The real body of the demon king's wife is an acacia tree, and the water of hatred is a secret of the acacia clan. The demon clan has been in the Amu grassland for a long time, and it is only a matter of time before Yan Zhen is involved in the battle. , I must know myself and the enemy.”

Bai Li held his hand tightly again and asked, "You know what happened last night?"

Shi Wuyuan chuckled and said: "Since the demon king left the table, he has at least a dozen pairs of eyes watching his every move. I know what he is looking for to restrain me... It's just that the demon clan lives outside for a long time, it's not like People, after all, are simple, and there are not many ways he can think of to deal with me."

"Then why are you drinking?"

Shi Wuyuan sighed, and Bai Li's arms were so uncomfortable that he felt uncomfortable, but he just gently stroked Bai Li's hair behind him without answering.

Bai Li didn't seem to want his answer, and just said to himself, "Since you know, why do you still drink? You... are you willing?"

Shi Wuyuan heard the difference in his tone, so he turned his face and raised his chin gently, only to find that Bai Li was already in tears.

Shi Wuyuan was suddenly stunned, at a loss, and didn't know what to do. After a long while, he said, "You... why are you crying? Lihenshui has other uses, I'm just using Zhao Rong..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because Bai Li suddenly turned over, gently lifted his messy clothes, knelt down to the side almost reverently, and leaned over to kiss the mark of Li Henshui on his chest.

Tears fell on his chest, and it matched the trace of tears.

Entanglement... There have been three endings since ancient times. Either one is infatuated with the heavens and the earth. Fortunately, God has mercy and can change from entanglement to entanglement, or one side sees it and puts it down. The entanglement I, but the achievement of an unspeakable evil fate.

Come to think of it, even if the fate of this life is not shallow, the love is always three inches deeper than that.

When the year passed, Gu Huaiyang finally came to Pingyang City.

Emperor Puqing no longer had the majesty of a son of the emperor. First, in the early court, he scolded the panic-stricken civil and military officials even more panic-stricken, and threw pots and bowls like a shrew. went down, and fear was born.

When the emperor went down to court, he felt his knees soften. He was supported by the eunuch back to the bedroom. He waved everyone back, sat down, suddenly hugged one of the dragon's legs, and burst into tears.

Afterwards, his huge fear disappeared with the tears, leaving only a daze.

He thought, die, find a white silk, and die like a man.

Then he cried: "Someone! Somebody!"

The little eunuch who was blasted out crawled in, only to hear His Majesty the Emperor say in shock: "Go... go and get me a white silk."

The little eunuch's legs softened, and tears flowed down his face: "Your Majesty, you can't!"

The emperor said blankly: "I haven't died yet, so you have to resist the decree, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

The little eunuch knelt down and kowtowed, and said: "The emperor must take care of the community and take care of the dragon's body!"

The emperor, who was thinking of seeking death, said: "Go away! Say one more word, I want your nine clans!"

The little eunuch looked back and saw that there was no one around. No matter how loyal he was, no one saw him. He weighed the dragon necks of his nine clans and the emperor, and it was clear at a glance which was more important... Anyway, the sages also said it. , the people are the most valuable, the society and the grain are second, and the king is the light.

So he just hesitated for a moment, then went out lightly and took the white silk for His Majesty.

The emperor was used to being robbed of the ground by the people in the courtroom, who slammed their heads against the pillars to install the wall, and had never seen such a terrifying person, but was stunned. After a while, the little eunuch trotted all the way to the white silk he wanted. Take it, hold it in both hands, and wait to send this holy son on the road.

The emperor swung him back, hung the white silk on the beam, stood there for a long time, and began to recall his life in chaos. - All that should flow out has flowed out.

He slumped back two steps, feeling that it is better to live than to die, move the capital or flee to the border, even if he abdicates and becomes king, it is still a way to survive. Ordinary people have worked hard for a lifetime. , can't you end with a smile?

While thinking about it, someone came to report and said, "Your Majesty, Master Yan is here..."

His voice was soft, as if he was afraid to scare them, the emperor who was as fragile as a piece of paper, and then there would be another moth that would drink soup and swallow medicine.

The emperor raised his head, and there was a little light in his stagnant eyes. He thought, yes, there are Yan Zhen, and the Yan family, as well as Tantric, Xuanzong... They are so powerful, there must be a way, although How many times they suppressed them a while ago, but it was only a balance. Thunder and rain are all kindness, how dare they be angry?

So he hurriedly said, "Please!"

After a while, Yan Zhen walked in quickly, but before he had done all the etiquette, he was stopped by the emperor. He greeted him with unprecedented enthusiasm, and said, "Please get up! Yan Aiqing, get up quickly—someone, give a seat."

Yan Zhen hadn't closed his eyes for a few days. He raised his eyes and glanced at this "cuckoo" emperor, and sighed to himself - this was the first time he had received the honor of being granted a seat when he saw the emperor alone.

Sure enough, before Lord Yan's respectful buttocks landed on the chair, the emperor asked impatiently, "How is the current situation? Does Aiqing have an idea?"

Before Master Yan had time to speak, the emperor said again: "Aiqing, how do you think about moving the capital? Staying in the green mountains, I am not afraid that there will be no firewood, I lead the civil and military officials to temporarily retreat, move the capital outside the gate, and solve the urgent need now, come to Japan..."

Yan Zhen immediately cut off his voice and said, "The emperor is not allowed."

The emperor was stunned and looked at him blankly.

Yan Zhen said slowly, "The matter of moving the capital can't be mentioned again. Outside the customs is not a long-term place. Once you come here, the area is sparsely populated and the climate is very bad. There are many mountains and many divergent roads. I am afraid that there is no one for Your Majesty and your empresses to build a palace. In many places, apart from wild weeds, nothing grows, and food and clothing are a problem.”

Yan Zhen knew that she didn't have to say anything further, this one alone could make the emperor who grew up in this comfort retreat retreat, and sure enough, the emperor frowned and said, "This... That's true, Emperor Pingyang is me. How could the face of Sheji be able to harm those little thieves?"

Yan Zhen said again: "Your Majesty does not need to panic, this minister has a plan to retreat from the enemy."

"what?"

Yan Zhen said: "My father once said before his death that the seven mountain lanterns started from Jiulu and finally Cangyun Valley, because of the fortune of the country. The Demon Lord alone will connect the country with it. Now we have lost the trace of the Demon Lord, but I have discussed with many tantric sects and feel that there is a way to use it now."

"Thundering Road is now being mutilated by thieves. We might as well just do it. Now that the Pope's spiritual energy has been drained, I ask the emperor for orders to open the sect of ten thousand demons, and ask hundreds of millions of demons to guard the city for my imperial capital..."

"Okay!" Before he could finish speaking, the emperor stood up first, with joy on his face, and praised, "Aiqing is indeed the well-being of our society! My servant! If I can defend the Pingyang imperial capital, I will do well. I will reward you! I will make you the first-class protector of the country. How is the inheritance of the descendants? No...no, there is also the Tantric Buddhism, and the Tantric Buddhism will be the place where I will display the emperor's words in the future..."

Yan Zhen only felt tired, her ears were filled with the emperor's beaming promise, and she didn't say a word. After he finished speaking, he thanked him and retired.

The monster guards the city, why is it easy to invite? At that time, I am afraid that it will be easy to ask gods to send gods away. Thousands of years ago, how many masters of the Pope sacrificed their lives to seal the sect of ten thousand demons. It must be demons running rampant, and all living beings are ruined.

... Your Majesty naturally doesn't want to, anyway, so many masters of the Pope will not let the monsters harm the palace anyway.

Up to now, Mr. Yan, who is over fifty years old, is a little confused. Does he think that what he has done is right? However, this thought just flashed by, and the setting sun was like blood, sinking from the top of the majestic palace, reflecting the light of the golden dome.

I've... come this far.

Shi Wuyuan gathered all the Pope's light cavalry outside Pingyang City, headed by Xia Duanfang, and everyone went to his tent - he was raising a star.

The astrolabe that recognizes the Lord will absorb the spirit of heaven, earth, sun and moon, but this piece of Shi Wuyuan, known as the "ghost plate" in later generations, likes the spirit of ghosts, or the flesh and blood of strangers.

Shi Wuyuan was raising it with his own blood. This behavior was seen by Bai Li, and he almost quarreled with him in anger, but was blocked by Shi Wuyuan's words, "You are still raising shadow demons in your shadow." go back.

Xia Duanfang always felt that when Shi Wuyuan was sitting in front of his astrolabe, his whole face was reflected miserably, and he was a little afraid of people.He could vaguely know the intention of what Shi Wuyuan did, but he didn't think about it or say it.

Because he knows that everything has come to an end now, all retreats and return routes are blocked, and no one can stop these things that are about to happen.

Prosperity, wealth, and silence... This is what can protect oneself no matter when and where, this is something that even the person in the palace understands.

Shi Wuyuan raised his wrist, and Bai Li immediately stretched out his hand and pinched the place where he was still bleeding, only to see that the light of the astrolabe was dazzlingly bright, Shi Wuyuan looked at the thousands of stars above, and said, "Yan Zhen is right now.There is no other way but to open the Demon Sect again and ask the monsters to defend the city."

Xia Duanfang was stunned, and Bai Li was also stunned. Whispers sounded all over the place, Shi Wuyuan didn't move, his wrists were spread out in Bai Li's palms, quietly waiting for them to finish their discussion.

Then he said softly, "It's okay."