Of course the scholar didn't believe it.
He knows his friends. The general is devoted to serving the country and the people, so these words are absolutely impossible. The people in the imperial court did not comment on his impassioned speech. They only said before leaving that there was a rebellion caused by rebels and the general was needed to help. Is it difficult to quell the chaos? What the court wants to see is just the attitude of the general. If the general comes to discuss with him, please give him some advice so that the two of them can be cleared of any suspicion of rebellion. After the matter is completed, the court can ensure that he is promoted to an official position and becomes a noble.
The scholar rejected their conditions. He still wanted to rely on his own efforts and work hard to take the exam seriously, with no regrets in his heart. But he agreed to their request: convince his friends. All this is just for my friends.
Then, everything happened as they hoped: the general went to war, the scholar prepared for the exam, and both of them had hope. When his friend returns from the war, he may have a reputation and be able to provide some support for him and help him go to Jiutian Kingdom to pick up his daughter and go home... This thought supported him until the day of the exam approached.
The court official came again, and this time, he brought wine and food, and chatted with him in a friendly manner, saying nothing but good things. First, it was praise, saying that he knew how to advance and retreat, and had a profound understanding of righteousness. He persuaded the generals to serve the country, which was beneficial to the country, the people, and himself. It was a great achievement; then there was praise, saying that he had poetry and books in his belly and was quite talented. He would definitely be selected for this examination. It went well; and then he promised that when he was named on the gold medal and the general returned in triumph, the imperial court decided to hold a grand celebration banquet for them, grant him an official position, promote the general, and also allocate funds for them to send people to the Nine Heavens Kingdom to find people. . The scholar was also overjoyed and couldn't help but persuade the officials and their entourage to drink. Everyone enjoyed themselves, as if they had gotten what they wanted.
...It's just that the court's wish is not his wish after all.
Perhaps the official was greedy for drinking, and most of the fine wine he brought went into his own belly, causing him to become extremely drunk. The scholar was much more awake and organized to send several people back home. The drunken official patted him on the shoulder and talked about the future. From that tone, it seemed that the court had already made a decision to entrust the scholar with important tasks once he was elected, regardless of the scholar's previous refusal. The scholar was smiling bitterly, but he was caught off guard when the official said:
"Brother, you... hiccup, listen to my advice! Don't worry about the general anymore, he won't come back! Wouldn't it be wonderful for you to enjoy the fame and fortune, haha! When the time comes, don't forget me The grace of support..."
In the slight coolness of the fifth watch, the scholar shivered hard.
"What do you mean by this? How can you say this if you can't come back? Could it be that he has..."
"Nothing wrong! Die in battle, and still have a good reputation!" The official waved his hand, burped with wine and laughed until he coughed and choked with tears, "You can't come back, the rebels there are He is easy to fight, but who knows? If he quells the rebellion easily, he must have colluded with the rebels long ago to trick the court into letting him go to sea and bring back his private soldiers! As for you, when the time comes... you have a great reputation and a high position. Lu, what do you think he thinks? You're such a bitter scholar, you sold out your old friend to get a better future! But be careful, if you don't guarantee that you will get promoted and make a fortune, there will be people who will say such nasty things behind your back!"
The scholar was confused. He didn't know how he could still send this group of people back to the mansion, how he could still find the way back to his home, how he could pack his bags overnight and go to a foreign land where the general was fighting. He will not take the imperial examination. How could he let his hands be stained with the blood of his friends to gain fame? He just wanted to hurry up, and hurry up, to find his friends and send a warning before the dust settled.
But a city in a war-torn city could not easily let people in and out. As a scholar, he had no power to restrain a chicken, so he could not enter the battle formation alone. He was wandering outside the city, and he had no intention of paying attention to the gold medal that year. In order to protect a piece of food in his hand, he fought with the refugees until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was treated as a spy several times, and was kicked and kicked until the city defenders recognized him. his face.
Until one day when the city gates were opened and the smoke cleared, officials boarded the city and loudly announced that the land had been recovered. A tired team hurriedly passed by the road where he was waiting.
There are acquaintances in this team, not generals, but their former comrades-in-arms. The man recognized him, stopped the soldiers who were driving him away with other refugees who were swarming to beg, and led him to the center of the team.
He saw a tattered, blood-stained sheet covering the lifeless body.
General, he still...
The scholar didn't have the courage to ask anymore.
After all, swordsmen have no eyesight. When fighting on the battlefield, just one careless move can cost your life. As if struck by thunder, the scholar and others sent his friends to nearby city-states and returned to the capital. It was with despair that he received news from his comrades a few days later.
He said that the general was still alive that day, but his life and death were unknown, and he was afraid that the scholar's great sorrow or joy would be harmful to his own health. Now, after some treatment, the general's life has been saved by a good doctor in the capital. The scholar regained hope. Although he almost made a big mistake, he finally had a chance to make amends. He regained his strength, waited for his friends, and prepared for the next year's examination. He is a man of few words now, but if he had a powerful position, he would be able to contribute more, and they would not be so at the mercy of others.
Once again he miscalculated.
They couldn't wait - they couldn't wait. After all, the scholar did not wait for his friend, and the general did not wait for his opportunity.
The capital is a cannibalistic place. A person's life, not even his death, is in his own hands. Since the general had long been determined to be labeled a traitor, how could the imperial court allow him to die as a loyal man? The general was rescued and was soon imprisoned. The unwarranted charges that had been prepared long ago were placed on him one by one, and each one was a noose, and he was finally suffocated to death in the deep prison.
The general didn't even know that there was a conspiracy waiting for him. He didn't know that his friend who persuaded him to go to the battlefield was instigated by others. He didn't know how regretful and ashamed his friend was. Perhaps his last thought before he died was that he would never be able to take his daughter home again.
Scholars also failed to do it. Why would the imperial court release him to the place where his old friend who died in the war "raised private soldiers"? He asked countless people to inquire about it, but to no avail. He knew that there were mysterious things in the world, and he was concerned about the afterlife of his old friends. For this reason, he also visited capable people and strangers, some of whom spoke vaguely and deceived the world and stole their reputations.
Among the people with real abilities, the one who impressed him the most was a Taoist named Dan Ning. The Taoist made a fortune for him. For the general's daughter, he made the fortune quickly and informed the scholar that the child was no longer alive. For the general, the Taoist made the fortune for a long time, and then frowned at the result for a long time, and then carefully considered his words. Said to the scholar:
"This man was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, brave and good at fighting, caring about the people, and did many good deeds. He did not have any children, but he raised the orphaned daughter as if he were his own. He was affectionate and kind-hearted. In addition, his daughter was blessed with blessings, and she once saved a land. People, this is the result of doing good deeds, and it should bless your relatives. But... he originally had the murderous karma in his hands, but he also had excessive obsessions, grievances, and finally ended up in prison, a fate of unjust death, and until death, His obsession has not diminished. He is blessed and should not be reincarnated in another world; his obsession with killing grudges prevents him from reincarnating as a human being. I cannot figure out where he is at this time and what his appearance is, but I am afraid that this person He was not reincarnated...but turned into something inhuman."
Scholars keep it in mind.
Perhaps he finally had nothing to worry about in the world. On a certain day in July, at dawn, someone fished out his body from a river. I guess I jumped into the river late at night. Neighbors were talking a lot about it. It was a pity that a scholar had missed the national examination one year. This year's national examination was about to take place and he had no chance to go.
In this way, the scholar came to the end of his life with deep regret, and finally came to the adult. He made his last request. He wanted to do the six realms of impermanence, borrow the book of life and death, and spend the endless time in the future looking for his old friends.
What to do with him? He didn't know that everything was irreversible. But he should at least express his sincere apology to him. He was sorry for the general. No matter whether the general is a human, a ghost, a monster or a devil, everyone should know. Even if it breaks the long-lost friendship, becomes full of resentment, and attacks him with weapons, this is what he deserves.
The lord agreed, on the condition that he would forget everything about the general.
Since then, there has been one less scholar and one more Six Paths Impermanence in the world.
Xi Shu Liang Yuejun.
He traveled to many places and read many records. There may be friends of his among them, but he had no way of knowing. Liang Yuejun didn't find anything in the book of life and death. In order to identify the monsters in the world, he personally created the Book of All Demons, a strange book that records the memories of all monsters and ghosts belonging to dead objects. He took the Wangui Zhi and searched for hundreds of years.
About four to five hundred years later, one day he suddenly realized that his Wangui will was lost. In order to find it, Liang Yuejun also tried to find someone to help. In the end, he entrusted himself to the sect founded by the Taoist back then. One of his descendants at that time was the current Lintian Master. Master Lintian and his friends searched in many ways, and the truth they finally found was beyond everyone's expectation.
The person who stole Wan Gui's will was another Six Paths Impermanence, Liu Hanxuejie Ru Yuejun. She did this because she was commissioned by a monster.
That monster is famously known as the desolate skeleton—General Skeleton.
General Shi is his old friend, General Jun. In the last days of his life, he knew and pieced together the truth piecemeal. He did not blame his friend, and he also knew that his friend must have made an unintentional mistake and how sorry he would be. Later, Huang Skull also knew the story of Liang Yuejun, and was worried about his stubborn and simple old friend. The benefits contained in the ten thousand ghosts he created and the horror that could be caused by driving people to pursue profit would definitely far exceed Liang Yue's. Your original intention. He wanted to persuade his friend to put it down and give up this dangerous thing.
But he is obsessed with transforming into a monster, and some of his instincts as a monster are uncontrollable. When he once again met a friend who was struggling to find himself and could not recognize himself, he originally wanted to tell the truth and persuade him, but he was controlled by overwhelming resentment and could not restrain himself from attacking his old friend. Liang Yuejun was nothing more than a scholar during his lifetime and after his death, how could he resist. Fortunately, there was another Six Paths Impermanence present at the time.
Kanna-kun protected Liangyue-kun and subdued Huang Skull, but did not kill him. Suzuki-kun has forgotten it, but Kanna-kun himself still remembers it clearly - he was the comrade who went to Jiutian Kingdom with the general's daughter, and he and the general also formed a friendship to fight side by side.
He sighed at this situation, but there was nothing he could do about it.
This is not the only general who knew him during his lifetime. After the Desolate Skeleton was sealed, Lord Ruyue unlocked one layer of the seal while learning a spell that had the same origin as the seal of the Dead Man's Swamp. Her true thoughts are unknown. The evidence that can be inferred is that she went there to break the seal after hearing that the Wild Skeleton might uncontrollably attack people related to him during his lifetime; She has revealed that as a person who lives a life of impermanence, it is unbearably long for her.
Regardless of whether she wanted to die or not, the Desolate Skull did not take action against her. She had nothing to do with his death, and she did not touch his instinctive resentment. On the contrary, he was extremely sober, explained his concerns to her, and made his appeal. He hopes to take away the dangerous Wangui Zhi before his friend makes a big mistake... He hopes that his friend will let go of his worries and stop pursuing the unsolvable search.
Even after hundreds of years of hard work, they could not see each other again. The story between two old friends is like the sand in the river of time, which should have settled long ago, like settled dust.
Lord Kisaragi agreed. In the Deadman's Swamp, she told the story to several humans who came here following other clues. One of those people was a disciple of Linxiaoguan, the sect established by Dan Ning back then. After all, Wan Guizhi did not return to Liang Yuejun's hands. Everyone who knew about this hoped that he could gradually forget about this book and this incident, and let the hundreds of years of obsession dissipate.
Things always don't go your way.
