Wu Gen is finally leaving, in this winter when the first snow falls. Ji Junlin was anxious to return to the Holy Mountain and had urged him to set off several times.
Before leaving, at Wu Gen's insistence, he and Zhu Qianhua went back to Xishan again.
The two of them walked in the mountains, climbing up the stairs, and the snow grains rustled under their feet. In the distant sky, a few solitary birds flew through the deserted mountains and forests, whining. Looking up, the sun is hidden by gloomy clouds, the mountain tops are covered with haze, and the surroundings are so desolate that it is hard to describe.
A dead leaf accompanied by the cold wind fell on Wu Gen's face. Feeling the coldness on the leaves, I couldn't help but feel melancholy.
Every plant, every tree, every brick and tile here is the place where I have poured my hard work, but now I have to go far away, and I don’t know when I will return. Maybe I was not born with a peaceful life, and was destined to be tossed around in whirlpools like a fallen flower.
"I want to come back well." When he reached a cliff, Zhu Qianhua suddenly stopped, his eyes were red, and he looked at Wu Gen blankly.
"Yes, I will, no matter how far I go, I will come back." Wu Gen smiled and helped Zhu Qianhua tighten his cloak, and gently stroked his quiet face.
A teardrop rolled down the back of his hand. Feeling the warmth in it, Wu Gen reached out to hold Zhu Qianhua in his arms, kissed her hair gently, and whispered into her exquisite ears, "Take good care of our home, you It is my destiny, no matter where I swim, I will eventually reach my destiny.
I will not die, let alone live alone all my life. Sooner or later, your man will come to greet you with thousands of men and women, and let you sit on the high position of the leader of the village. My heart, you have to wait for me to stuff it back into my chest. "
"Uh-huh......"
Qian Hua burst into tears, her suppressed sobs wrapped in the cold wind, rushing out of the woods and running to the top of the mountain, eventually turning into a clear roar that echoed throughout the world.
Wu Gen went to the capital and met up with Zhao's return delegation, with Yang Zheng beside him. This person somehow got the news and wanted to take the opportunity to return to Tianyuan Continent with Wu Gen.
Although Baoxiang tried his best to accompany him, Wu Gen asked him to stay and guard Xishan. After all, the journey was far away and the road ahead was uncertain. There was no need to take risks together, and he still wanted to come back.
When he arrived at Taichang Temple, Wu Gen could not help but be stunned on the spot. Zhao Ling was already sitting in it.
"Wu Gen, we meet again." Zhao Ling had an abnormal blush on his face and was wearing a loose fox fur collared cloak, which covered his exquisite figure.
"We meet again. It's great that we didn't die in prison." Wu Gen twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth.
"It's not as you wished. I feel really guilty." Zhao Ling stood up, made an elegant gesture, and walked to Wu Gen.
"Why are you here?" Wu Gen asked, tilting his head.
"Thanks to the emperor's trust, I will be the official envoy for this return visit to the divine religion. The people sent by each country are all royal children. As far as the Zhao State is concerned, it is me, the owner who has lost his fiefdom and is as panic-stricken as a lost dog, who is most suitable. He died in There is no loss outside." Zhao Ling lazily brushed his hair at the temples.
"If someone can betray his father and is not afraid of being around him, it would be better to send him out to cause harm to others." Wu Gen couldn't help but sneer.
"Both of us are disgusted by each other, so we drove them far away so that we could be in peace." Zhao Ling was neither annoyed nor angry, and poked Wu Gen's chest with a slender finger, "I still need a lot of you on this journey. Take care of me, Mr. Wu."
"Easy to say, easy to say, I will take good care of you." Wu Gen looked at the fingers on his chest, took a step back, smiled softly, and turned away. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "I wish you a good sleep every day." Sleep peacefully”.
Zhao Ling remained motionless, watching the man leave, his red lips twitching, and he silently uttered two words, seeking death.
Before leaving, Zhu Buzhan found Wu Gen and returned the arm and soul crystal, as well as a strange-shaped mirror. Wu Gen couldn't help but be a little surprised. This maroon mirror was obviously used by women.
"This is the legacy of Qian Hua's mother, and it is a magic weapon of the divine religion. This trip to a foreign continent is dangerous and long, and sir, I don't have anything to give you, so please keep it with you for self-defense." Zhu Buzhan looked at him. Wen Xu tied Wu Gen's armband.
Wu Gen was a little distracted for a moment. These were probably the few things left by his wife. He didn’t even give them Zhu Qian’s paintings. He thought they were Zhu Buzhan’s favorite things and they were given to him today. “Sir, there is no big deal here.” The risk is better left in your hands."
"You can take it with you. Staying here with me will only increase my grief. I want to come and ask Jun's spirit in the sky, and I hope you can come back safely. Just treat it as a gift I gave you on her behalf." Zhu Buzhan did not take it back, Han Feng Brushing a few strands of white hair from his temples made Wu Gen feel a little sad.
"Thank you, Mr. and Mistress." Wu Gen took a step back and bowed his head to the ground.
Zhu Buzhan nodded happily, "There is a long way to go, and people's hearts are in danger. You are naturally adventurous, so it is better to be more stable. If you encounter ups and downs, you should hide your weapons in your body and wait for the time. Don't be reckless. .Don’t forget where home is.”
Wu Gen nodded heavily. This usually stubborn and bookish gentleman truly regarded himself as a family member. For a moment, Li Chou actually faded a bit.
The envoy and his entourage left the capital. Taichang Li Zhenglu did not show up because he was suffering from the cold. Instead, his subordinate officials took full control of the matter, which seemed to be a somewhat sloppy farewell.
There is a familiar face to Wu Gen in the team, Li Chong. As always, the big man stayed in front of Zhao Ling's car.
Because of Huang Li's incident, Wu Gen had played tricks on this man who looked fierce but was actually honest. Seeing Wu Gen again, Li Zhong didn't have any barriers and greeted Wu Gen from afar.
The team has been heading south. This trip is going to the border between Zhao and Daxia to join the Daxia envoy. Sitting in the car, watching Fuli City gradually disappear into the distance, melting into the wind, dust, snow and fog, Wu Gen felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
"Tianhan, let's have a cup of tea." Yang Zheng handed over a cup of hot tea. These days, Yang Zheng has become more and more silent, far from the excitement of returning to his hometown.
Taking a sip of hot tea, Wu Gen found that some ginger slices and other things were added to it, and he couldn't help but frowned, "Yang Zheng, tea is tea, why put so many fancy things in it to dilute the taste of the tea?" ”
Yang Zheng took a sip happily, "Wu Gen, you have to adapt. When you arrive in Tianyuan Continent, this is how you drink tea, and you have to boil it thoroughly with water. The way you drink it in Beizhou should be called bubble tea."
"Yang Zheng, why did you leave Tianyuan Continent?" Wu Gen reluctantly took another sip and put the teacup on the table.
"Kill someone, just run for your life." Yang Zhengruo replied calmly.
"No wonder you are not eager to return. The person you want to kill is not an ordinary person, otherwise there would be no need to flee all the way to Dayizhou." Wu Gen said with a smile.
Yang Zheng lifted his somewhat sagging abdomen, with a complicated look on his face. He thought for a while and then said: "Wu Gen, I always feel that it is right for you to leave the Kingdom of Zhao. In the end, you are just an ordinary member of the nobles here. It is better to go out." If you venture out, you may discover another world. Come, drink more tea, and get used to the roads of other continents as soon as possible."
Wu Gen sneered and said: "The prescription for peace of mind is home. Being homeless is just drifting duckweed. What's the use of traveling all over the world?"
"Let's go and see. After seeing the sea, I don't want to go back to the pond again." Yang Zheng smiled softly at Wu Gen and took a comfortable sip of ginger tea.
While the motorcade was resting, Ji Junlin came to Wu Gen's carriage. In this procession, Wu Gen's car was sandwiched in the middle. People from the cult were watching in front and behind, fearing that something might happen to this living holy object.
Yang Zheng wisely got out of the car and left the carriage to the two of them.
Ji Junlin and Wu Gen were sitting in the car, sizing each other up. This was the first time they had sat so close to each other, and the atmosphere in the car was a bit dull.
After hesitating for a long time, Ji Junlin finally spoke, "Wu Gen, how did you get the Heart of Light?"
Wu Gen curled up one of his legs and leaned lazily on the carriage. "I don't know. Maybe it was inserted into the body when I was born, or maybe my head was hit by a meteor while I was sleeping."
"The heart of light contains powerful light. If it were not naturally clean and extremely tolerant to the power of light, the possessed person would have been burned to ashes.
Or if someone has cast a secret method in the religion, it can also accommodate this holy object. However, this secret method is too harmful to the person who casts the spell, and few people are willing to pay such a price. "Ji Junlin put aside his usual arrogance and explained sincerely.
"I inquired with Zhao Ling and found out that you are an orphan and your background is unknown. When my father Ji Gui led his team to Beizhou, he was killed. The Heart of Light was in his hands at that time.
I'm wondering if it's possible that you are my father's..." At this point, Ji Junlin paused and said with difficulty: "You are my father's posthumous son. "
With a thud, Wu Gen jumped up in surprise and hit his head hard on the roof of the car, creating a big hole and exposing his entire head. Realizing that he had lost his composure, Wu Gen struggled to pull his head back out of the carriage.
"Don't be ridiculous, Ji Junlin, don't talk about this kind of thing." This was the first time that Wu Gen was recognized as a brother. He felt extremely ridiculous for a moment and was really frightened by the other person's thoughts.
Ji Junlin's face blushed imperceptibly, "Of course this is my wild guess. It may also be that my father saw that you were very qualified and hid the holy object in you in desperation. Can you lend me a drop of your blood? People have the bloodline of ancient beasts, and you can tell it with just a test."
Wu Gen saw that the other party was thinking more and more wrongly, but he didn't bother to explain. As long as all eyes were focused on him, Zhu Qianhua would be safe and sound.
A touch of red appeared on Ji Junlin's fingertips. With a flick, the drop of blood floated in the air, and a powerful aura emanated from it. Immediately afterwards, an egg-sized ball of light appeared in his palm. The ball of light slowly floated into the air and enveloped the blood drop.
The blood droplets rolled rapidly, and a small strange beast appeared in the light ball. It had antlers, sheep's hooves, snake scales, and an ox tail. It had a weird shape and was extremely ferocious. It was running and roaring in the light ball.
"Look, this is the bloodline of the Ji family." Ji Junlin stared at the ball of light in front of him with burning eyes, "Only clansmen with pure blood can have such strange phenomena." With a flick of his finger, the ball of light disappeared and he looked expectantly. Wu Gen, "One drop of blood is enough."
Wu Gen knew he couldn't escape, but it didn't hurt to try. He knew what he was worth anyway.
A drop of blood was squeezed out from the fingertips, but it couldn't float in the air like the other person's, so he could only smile awkwardly. Ji Junlin didn't care, smiled slightly, and the ball of light flew out again.
The blood drops fell into the ball, floating and sinking in it, but there was no change.
Ji Junlin glanced at Wu Gen disappointedly, and was about to withdraw the spell when suddenly a red light flashed in the light ball. The entire white ball turned blood red, and the ball suddenly more than doubled in size. Red mist rolled in it, like a volcano. Oral.
With a bang, the blood ball exploded, and blood foam splashed everywhere, covering Ji Junlin's body.
Looking at Wu Gen in surprise, Ji Junlin's eyes gradually became cold, he nodded slightly, got up and got out of the carriage.
Wu Gen wiped the blood from his face and didn't understand what the other party meant.
