Another early morning, after the boxing session, Guiliu took a bath and changed clothes, then came to Linxi thatched cottage and called all four maids.
Then Wang Sizhi came with the little girl in hand.
The thatched cottage is not big, but with so many people standing there, it looks very crowded.
Geiliu sat in the middle, like stars holding the moon, looking around at everyone present, and said with a smile: "It feels like home."
No one spoke, probably because they didn't know what to say, but everyone knew exactly why they came here.
Guiliu first looked at the little girl and said softly: "Would you like to go to the Imperial College to study? Your mother will always be with you, and your sister will always be with you."
The little girl who had lived in the mountains for so many years with no one caring about her and always being happy all the time, felt like she had been wronged suddenly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.
Wang Sizhi didn't say anything to comfort her, but just rubbed her little head. This child had been wronged for too long, and it would be better if she cried. But she suddenly felt sad. What kind of sensible child can learn to be strong and optimistic at such a young age? Even if no one loves or loves him, he can still live a happy life. This is of course a good thing, but let go. In such a young child, this is not a good thing.
The eldest maid with the coldest temperament next to His Royal Highness, her eyes were unknowingly gentle at this moment.
She was caught in a siege that day and wanted to take away the seriously ill woman at all costs. This was not the Queen's order, but what she wanted to do.
Because of the nagging words of the seriously ill woman, she thought of her own miserable childhood when she was a child, and knew how pitiful a child who was unloved and unloved was. It was also from Qin Fang that she got belated maternal love, so she knew what losing her mother meant to a child.
So she was very happy to hear what Gei Liu said just now.
Guiliu hesitated for a moment and said softly: "I haven't found your father and aunts for you yet. As for the aunt who treats you best, I will also ask people to find her as soon as possible. Don't worry, as soon as there is news, I will I’ll tell you as soon as possible.”
Of course, it was impossible for him to tell the little girl that Bai Shirong and those killer concubines had died. He didn't intend to lie to the little girl forever, but after all, she was still young and her mind was still immature. He could only tell her the truth when she grew older.
To all the people in the world, he, Bai Shirong, has great righteousness. But his vision is so narrow that he can't even tolerate one home.
The ancients said that if you don't sweep one house, how can you sweep the world?
Bai Shirong sent his daughter to the mountain, gave his wife cold poison, and personally destroyed an originally happy family. What's the difference between this and Wu Peixian who would rather lose his son than play a full game of chess?
For such justice in the world, he always has only one sentence: "Go to hell."
Gui Liu's face was calm, "Si Zhi, you go first."
Wang Sizhi hesitated for a moment, then took the little girl and turned around and walked out of the thatched cottage.
There was silence in the thatched cottage.
What comes next is the highlight.
Guiliu seemed to have been brewing for a long time, and slowly said: "I plan to go down the mountain in three days."
He closed his sleeves with both hands and lowered his head slightly, "You all wait for me on the mountain. I will go alone and kill Wu Peixian and try to come back as soon as possible."
Taozhi shook his head, "I disagree."
Jin Zhi and Qiuli also said: "I disagree."
Qingxue said coldly: "Yao Tiao and Xie Guanzhao, two grandmasters who are in the top 20 in martial arts evaluation, are you looking for death?"
Guiliu shook his head slightly, "You don't have to worry about me. Since I have such a plan, I will have my own way. I am the master and you are the maids. I am not negotiating with you. I usually go along with you on many things, but this matter must be done Listen to me, there’s no need to talk.”
Jin Zhi narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Your Highness will use his status to put pressure? If so, it is the Queen who asked the slaves to come here to protect His Highness. Usually we turn to Your Highness for many things and rarely listen to the Queen, but in this case Regarding the matter, we only listen to your Majesty’s words and there is no need to talk about it.”
Just as Guiliu was about to speak, Taozhi stepped forward and said, "Anyway, His Highness has always felt that slaves are the most disobedient, and this time is no different."
Qiuli has a gentle temperament, and her words are naturally gentler, but her words are concise and concise, and have more penetrating power. "You cannot obey your orders when you redeem your slaves."
Without giving Guiliu any chance to speak, the ancient sword Zhanlu flew directly into the thatched cottage. Qingxue held the sword with both hands, twisted her wrist, and the sharp sword energy suddenly exploded. She said coldly: "The Queen once told the slave, if Your Highness insists, If you insist on going your own way, you can use any means to stop it.”
Guiliu remained silent, rolled up his sleeves, like a dying old man, lowered his head, his tone was almost begging, "Just listen to me this once, okay?"
Not getting any answer, he whispered: "Taozhi, Jin Zhi, Qiuli, I have always treated you three as sisters. When did you have a little temper and I didn't coax you to follow you? Qingxue, I treat you As a sister, not only because you discipline me everywhere, but also because whenever you get angry, I will be a little scared. It feels like my mother is really disciplining me. All along, I believe that I don’t need to say more, you You all know that I am not your master, and you are not my maids. After living together under the same roof for so many years, we have long been a family. Whether it was during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year when I saw Taozhi and you vomiting blood on the bed, or when I saw Jin Zhi and you covered in blood There was blood lying on the ground, and I almost went crazy. Do you know how easy it is to drive someone crazy? That feeling of heartache and suffocation, that feeling of almost losing my mind and going crazy, I really don’t want to experience it again. The four of you, I can’t accept any less. I want you to live a good life, cook me tea with peace of mind, write hairpin flowers for me in regular script, sing and dance for me with peace of mind, embroider with women’s red with peace of mind, and never have to dye my hands with your hands again. Blood, all the spearheads are pointed at me, and they have nothing to do with you in the first place."
Guiliu rubbed his cheeks, exhaled, and said softly: "I know what I say now seems very childish. You are all famous masters or monks on the list, and I am just a fourth-grade person who has fallen to the false realm. Warrior, but don't worry, when I reach the seventh rank, there will come a day when you can hide behind me with peace of mind."
The white-haired man slowly walked out of the thatched cottage and repeated the same words, "Slow down, it's still too slow."
Close the sword and nourish the mind, warm the acupoints to nourish the two-handled Ci Pai Flying Sword, and have the support of half of the luck of the blessed land of Buddhism. Even if it is against an ordinary sixth-grade master, it can still fight. But the strength Wu Peixian showed when he killed the dragon last time was at the peak of the sixth level at worst. And it is very likely that he has already reached the sixth level of Dzogchen and is a climber in the same position as Yao Tiaoxie Guanzhao.
That being the case.
Gui Liu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, folded his hands on his abdomen, and exhaled wisps of purple-gold mist.
The old abbot had a tacit understanding. One second he was meditating behind closed doors, but now he appeared behind Giliu.
"His Royal Highness, is this really what you want?"
Guiliu closed his eyes and smiled, his voice warm, "What's wrong for them?"
Who do they refer to?
Wang Sizhi, Chen Luyao, Jin Zhi, Taozhi, Qingxue, Qiuli, the little girl, Zhuang Bingyan, a kind-hearted mother who worked hard for her mother.
The old abbot bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name silently, and said softly: "His Royal Highness will be escorted by me during this trip."
Guiliu didn't open his eyes, but he saw scenes one after another.
A majestic temple was built between heaven and earth, as tall as a mountain. There were wolf smoke and beacon fire, blood flowing in the oars, corpses all over the ground, war horses wailing, ghosts crying and wolves howling, everywhere. Under the cover of rockets and machine-tooled crossbows all over the sky, dozens of giant formations of ten thousand people advanced slowly, and the ground would be cracked with every step they took. In the most prosperous capital city of Dajing, the city gates were wide open, fires were raging in the city, and the air was filled with black eyes, a burning smell, and a strong and nauseating smell of blood.
At the foot of the city wall, there was a man in dragon robe who died in battle.
On the city wall, there was a woman who was crucified.
Gui Liu's eyes suddenly turned red, he took a step forward and said with a smile: "It's in the way."
The scene suddenly disappeared, the second scene.
Chunxian Tower was affected by the war, and burnt corpses were everywhere. The woman's face was calm, and she finally looked at the city in the distance. She gently held the dagger and cut her face bit by bit. What does it mean to be blurred with flesh and blood? It means that one's facial features are really blurry and cannot be seen clearly.
Gui Liu's throat moved slightly, choked with sobs, and moved forward slowly.
Suddenly, a pair of beautiful bones covered in armor stopped in front of him.
"Get away!!"
The white hair of Guiliu danced wildly, and the immortals and demons could not be distinguished. After a knife, the armor blocking the road disappeared.
Moving on, Act Three.
Towering red walls, splendid halls, and a dead silence on a sunny afternoon.
The white jade square in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, a huge drainage project, has been a magnificent spectacle of thousands of dragons spitting water for hundreds of years. Today, what is spewed out from a dragon holding a pearl in its mouth is shocking flesh and blood. After killing thousands of people, the man was no longer able to control the twelve Ci Pai flying swords and fell slumped to the ground. He could only watch him walk into the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
In the main hall, there was only a beautiful woman in royal attire kneeling on the ground. Her face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, her belly was bulging, and she was pregnant. When she saw the approaching figure, her eyes were frightened and pleading, and she shook her head desperately, as if she was shouting, but she was so weak that she couldn't make any sound at all.
But Guiliu knew what she was talking about.
Please, please let my child go.
With tears streaming down her face, Gui Liu shouted softly: "Mother."
He covered his chest with one hand and gasped for air as if he was on the verge of death. He staggered and continued to move forward.
Act IV.
Amidst the crowds of people, there was a woman waiting quietly. Suddenly, a silent sword pierced her heart, and she died instantly. There was a white-haired man who carried her up the mountain like crazy, from Shuanghua City to Fanke Mountain. There was always a long pool of blood behind him.
"Wang Sizhi, don't even think about leaving me."
Act Five.
Yangliu Yiyi, the prince wearing a golden crown, was sitting in the garden admiring flowers and drinking wine. Suddenly he turned his head, narrowed his golden red phoenix eyes, and smiled softly at the woman who was hiding behind the willow tree like an ignorant deer: "Would you like to sit on the swing?"
In the dimly lit palace, the prince, whose hair was not yet white, wrote a poem that was not widely circulated, and hummed it softly to the tired and yawning woman beside him.
The fire clouds seemed to have burned through half of the sky. The woman holding an umbrella walked out of the yard with old and new tears, tilting her head as if thinking about something. Suddenly he smiled even more happily, gave a graceful blessing, hummed the song gently, and his figure began to disappear in the wind.
Geiliu's face was filled with tears and her voice was hoarse, "Don't like me in the next life. It's not worth it."
Even though he was scarred, he still moved forward.
Act Six.
Jin Zhi sat on her knees, with two glasses of wine as scarlet as blood in front of her.
Queen Qin Fang's face was expressionless, "In order to save you, he will definitely replace both glasses of wine with non-toxic ones. I have already changed them again."
Qin Fang was furious, "Jin Zhi, how come the efforts I put in raising you from childhood to adulthood can't be compared to your parents who abandoned you?! If I hadn't brought you back that year, you would have froze to death." It’s snowing! Tell me, how much our Gui family owes you! It’s you who put the prince to death time and time again. Is your heart made of iron?! You are just an ignorant white-eyed wolf! In this case, you go Die! I'll give you two cups of poisonous wine, and you'll die cleanly. Then you can get to know your parents secretly when you come back!"
"This slave is guilty, so I should die to thank you for my kindness."
After drinking two glasses of poisonous wine, she suddenly thought of the golden sky when she visited Houtu Temple that year. She smiled softly and said: "Jin Zhi, what a good name."
Blood oozed from the corners of her lips, and she fell asleep on the table without waking up.
Guiliu's lips trembled and she shook her head in shock, "No, it won't be like this."
A punch hit his chest hard, causing severe pain as if his heart was about to break. The man suddenly woke up and began to run wildly.
Scene after scene, a quick glance at the scene, like an outstretched claw, trying to drag this man into the quagmire of pain.
He saw Qingxue being stabbed through the chest by a sword, her chest and back were bloody and bloody, her shoulders were pierced by hand blades, and her abdomen was completely penetrated by a huge spear.
He saw the peach branches breaking through the sky and the rain of arrows, and his fingers were blurred. He saw her facing the huge ghost head and humming softly: "The spring grass is green beside the pond, and the peach blossoms are blooming in the mountains. My beloved is traveling far away, will my son return?" "
I heard her say to herself, "Sir, I will not return today."
He saw Jin Zhi being killed by Yao Tiao one punch after another, and the blood mist filled the air.
He saw the little girl secretly wiping tears in front of the moonlight late at night alone. Seeing that her mother was seriously ill and bedridden, after what she said to Qingxue, she said, "Leave me alone and leave quickly."
He saw that Guiqing would also be sad because of Chen Luyao's departure.
He even saw himself, the same man with white clothes and white hair. He turned around and said with a sarcastic smile: "You have hurt so many people, what's the point of living?"
Scene after scene, flashes of light flashed across the scene, even though he had long since burst into tears, he ran as fast as he could and never stopped.
At the end, in the last scene, he suddenly stopped.
The peach blossoms all over the mountain are as bright as blood.
There is a beautiful woman in white, lazily leaning against the peach tree, raising her head slightly, drinking leisurely.
There was a charming woman sitting next to her, her big watery eyes full of grievance, as if she had been left out.
There is a woman who is not outstanding in appearance but has a cool temperament. She is leaning slightly, her back is covered with delicate flower petals, and she is carefully writing in small regular script with hairpin flowers.
A woman held her chin in her hands and stared at the heat of the sencha.
A beautiful woman broke off a peach branch and held it in her hand, smiling happily.
There was a woman sitting under a peach tree, embroidering a bright peach blossom. The breeze blew, and she frowned slightly. This stitch was not done well.
In the gurgling stream covered with fallen flowers, a little girl bent down to scoop up a lot of wet petals.
Her mother sat next to her and rubbed her little head dotingly.
There was a woman who was not afraid of heights. She sat on a peach tree, swaying her legs softly and humming that moving song softly.
Guiliu suddenly rubbed his eyes and shouted softly: "Father, mother."
Gui Qi frowned slightly, "You brat, why are you crying? Hold it back!"
Qin Fang glared at her man, held Guiliu's cheek with both hands, and said softly: "Why are you still crying? Are you being bullied?"
Gui Liu couldn't hold it in any longer, and burst into tears, feeling aggrieved like a child, "Mom, everyone bullies me!"
"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. From now on, with my mother here, no one can bully my little Giliu anymore."
Qin Fang gently hugged Gui Liu and said softly: "You must have suffered a lot on the way home, right? Mom has been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally willing to come back."
Guiliu took a deep breath, "Mom, what do you mean?"
Qin Fang was slightly surprised, "Silly boy, have you forgotten? When you broke through the ten realms, you had to travel to the earthly world to break the demonic barriers."
Guiliu couldn't believe it, "How could it be? Then where is this place?"
"Is this the Immortal Heaven?" Qin Fang was even more surprised and stretched out her hand to touch Gui Liu's forehead, "Little Gui Liu, don't scare your mother."
Gui Qi said angrily: "Is it fun to lie to your mother?"
He said kicking him away.
After receiving a solid kick, Guiliu held back his words in aggrievedness, and suddenly said in surprise: "So I'm in the tenth realm now?"
Qin Fang smiled sweetly, "She's as tall as my mother. My little Geiliu is really awesome."
"So that's it, I thought..."
Before Gui Liu finished speaking, suddenly, a pair of slender arms quietly wrapped around his neck, and a delicate fragrance suddenly came from him.
Familiar with that person's scent, Gui Liu whispered: "Si Zhi?"
"He dreamed of me as the Crown Princess again, and then dreamed of me as the Empress of the Sui Dynasty, but he refused to come back."
The woman stepped back, and Gui Liu turned around and saw her glazed red eyes.
Gui Qi frowned slightly and was about to say something, but Qin Fang stepped forward and said, "You two have a good talk and give your mother a baby as soon as possible. Your father and I won't be nagging here."
After saying that, he pushed Gui Qi away.
The plump white cat like a snowball rubbed against Wang Sizhi's feet, purring in its throat. Wang Sizhi bent down slightly, picked it up with her long jade fingers, held it in her arms, and said softly: "Look who's back?"
The white cat closed his eyes and turned a blind eye.
Guiliu raised his eyebrows and said, "Sizhi, meow for me."
It was exactly the same as that big dream. Wang Sizhi said helplessly: "Why are you competing with it for favor?"
But she still meowed a little, which was very tempting.
Guiliu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are her kitten, and she is my kitten. I can make my kitten not want you as a kitten, do you understand?"
Snowball's eyes were filled with tears immediately as he had a pair of glazed red beast eyes.
Geiliu stretched out and said, "I had a long dream, and I have forgotten many things. Why don't you take me for a walk?"
"Why don't you forget that I am your wife?"
Wang Sizhi spoke calmly, stepped forward with her long legs, and took the lead.
