At this time, Hengdao glanced in her direction, a little confused, and continued, "What you got is just a mirror in the water. Take away the identity of the prince, and how can a woman really be called a woman in this ignorant era?" Emperor?"
"How high is the sky? How extreme is the earth? There is no upper or lower shape. How can we examine it? Who controls the universe? Don't you want to know?" Hengdao had seen the look in her eyes when she looked at this world. It was not the way to enjoy worldly glory. In human eyes, she should be in a wider world.
Yi Changsheng did not answer, but asked, "You said this era is ignorant, so in the Qingming era, can a woman become emperor?"
Hengdao said truthfully, "Some can."
Yi Changsheng, "So where did the era of Qingming come from?"
Hengdao didn't answer. Yi Changsheng looked at the dew on the bamboo leaves and said, "You people are very strange. You tell me that the outside world is big, but you don't tell me why it is big. And on what basis is the size of the world determined?"
She picked off the bamboo leaves, which were still wet with dew. "I am also a strange person. If this era is ignorant, then I will make it clear. I will judge the size."
Hengdao sighed, "It's really strange for you. Others are going to higher places, but you always think about turning your footing into higher places, even if you have to smash it to pieces."
"Does my unification hinder you?" Yi Changsheng thought thoughtfully, "What is the relationship between your monastic world and the secular world? Coexist? Subsidiary? Is there a struggle between you? The struggle between you will be related to the secular world. If Yes, then what are you arguing about? You don’t seem to use gold or silver. Is it a kind of crystal stone? Is this stone a mineral? It comes from the mountains?”
"It seems to be called spirit stone. It comes from spiritual veins. It sounds similar to mountains, so it is also underground? Will you occupy the spiritual veins? Will you occupy the area where the spiritual veins are located? In fact, my Dagang has been divided by you? Then Sancaimen Where does it belong? Where does the Kongmen belong?"
"Except for spiritual veins, what else will you fight for? I believe in luck recently, so will you fight for luck, national luck? Earth veins? Dragon veins? Why would a monk compete with me for the country? Could it be that the changes in the world and the changes in dynasties are all due to you? Are you making the decision?" Yi Changsheng frowned slightly and commented, "It's unreasonable."
Oh, you are the unreasonable one. Hengdao's heart was filled with ups and downs. Is this still a human being? How on earth did you deduce these? Did you cut open the head of some major cultivator or dreamed of some Taoist ancestor's Dharma assembly? I didn't even answer. Why the hell did you do it yourself? Gu Zi is sure!
I had known that Prince Daqian was so talented and beautiful that no one could match him, but she would have thought that her string of questions almost touched upon the secrets of the great power above. Even Hengdao did not dare to dwell on this issue any longer. He smiled calmly and said, "I I am not here for this world, I just want to give you a message."
Yi Changsheng didn't refuse anymore, "Please enlighten me."
"Two flowers bloom, each represents a branch, a place of friendship between life and death, a yin and a yang, a road to the underworld, and all the heavens are returning to the void after calamity."
"Did he curse us to death?" Zhan Changfeng's expression was cold, staring at the direction where the crosswalk was drifting away to poke a hole. Yi Changsheng gathered the hair around her ears, held her hand, and walked out of the bamboo forest. ,"I am here."
It's strange to say that one of them exists with the body and the other with the will, but she can really feel the warmth and stability in the palm of her hand. What's even more strange is that Yi Changsheng actually added a modal particle this time, subtly conveying the meaning of eternity in the plainness. , Zhan Changfeng's heart softened, and before he could speak, every trace of depression quietly rose, and he couldn't help but feel that his intertwined fingers were clasped tighter.
Yi Changsheng tilted his head and looked at her.
"No." Zhan Changfeng was just about to say it was okay when his head started to hurt like it was exploding. Yi Changsheng felt something was wrong, "What's wrong?"
Zhan Changfeng gradually regained his composure and shook his head, "Don't worry, it's those things again, but this time it's too noisy."
Those things refer to the dead, and she can hear their whispers. In the past, it was fine and she could just listen to them, but this time it was like a thorn in her head.
"These dead people usually just repeat the last memories of their lives. How can they be so noisy? Can you hear what they said?"
"Can't hear clearly." Zhan Changfeng pressed his head, "He seems very resentful."
After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said and was shocked, "Are they actually feeling resentful?!"
Yi Changsheng also darkened his eyes. Humans have three souls: heaven and earth. After death, the heavenly soul returns to heaven. The earthly soul carries the memories and karma of his life to hell to be tortured. The remaining unconscious soul stays beside the corpse and dissipates within seven days.
However, there are also souls with deep obsessions or fate that generate their own chaotic consciousness, and at this time they become ghosts.
The dead cannot interfere in the human world, but powerful ghosts can.
"They are near Shimen Pass, right on the battlefield." Zhan Changfeng said, "In this war, at least hundreds of thousands of people died, if not all, if they all turned into ghosts."
It is self-evident what that means. The entire western region may become a ghost land.
She had been fighting for ten years and had encountered ghosts, but she had never seen such a large number of people turn into ghosts together.
"When something goes wrong, there must be a monster." Yi Changsheng did not hesitate and rode out of the city gate, followed closely by a group of personal guards.
General Jin Xiulian had not had time to change his uniform, his heroic face was covered with blood, and when he spoke, he sprayed out white mist.
The snow began to fall again, the red battlefield was filled with chill, the stumps and severed hands were stained with pure white, and the scorched smoke on the flags and horses swayed in the wind.
The desolation after the war was even more chilling than the life and death situation during the war. When the horse's hoof fell, there was a sound of stepping on blood.
"Your Highness, where are we going?" The Dragon Wolf Cavalry absolutely obeys orders and prohibitions, regardless of the cause and effect. It is the obedience of a soldier and the complete trust in the person in front of him. It's just that it's getting late and the battlefield hasn't been cleaned up yet, so it's a bit inappropriate to go out at this time.
"Just take a look."
There were soldiers digging pits and burying the corpses one by one, but what Yi Changsheng saw was countless ignorant shadows repeating the fight before death.
"Did you hear anything?" Yi Changsheng reined in the reins and surveyed the battlefield.
Jin Xiu groaned and listened. The snow was getting a bit heavy. The soldiers who had cleaned up the battlefield began to return to the camp. As they walked, they touched the broken sword left behind. It made a crisp and heavy sound. The wind became like a knife, and people Holding his breath, the horse was first blown to the point of neighing.
"General, I didn't hear any special sound." Jin Xiu answered truthfully.
"The problem here is not serious yet." Yi Changsheng whipped his horse and headed towards Heshan Road. Fifty miles past Heshan Road was the battlefield of Shimenguan. The war there had been going on for more than ten days. The thick and ancient gate stood in the wind and snow. You can still see the benchmark-like shadow of the gatekeeper in the distance.
As soon as they set foot on this former battlefield, Jin Xiu and other personal guards couldn't help but shudder. They were all martial arts practitioners and were not affected by the cold and heat. The sudden shiver was really strange.
At this time, Yi Changsheng asked again, "What sound can you hear?"
Not only Jin Xiu, but also a group of thirty-six guards were puzzled, but their ears pricked up.
It seems to be colder here, even the wind has turned into a sob, and there seems to be something beating in the sob.
"The last general heard the sound of the drum." Jin Xiu said this and looked around. On one side was desolation and on the other side were the phantoms of the green mountains. No one was beating the drum. He asked the others, "Did you hear anything?"
"It looks like someone is fighting."
"There's a cry."
Everyone looked at each other, wondering if they had seen a ghost.
