On the terrace of the castle in Yucheng, Mu Sheng hugged Yuan Shouyi and meditated. After a cycle of meditation, his spirit entered the sea of qi.
After practicing, he suddenly remembered the former Immortal Emperor, Borges. It had been more than two months, and he didn't know how the old thief was doing.
He went to the quiet room, and as soon as his mind moved, he came to the ancient treasure world where Lian Chu was trapped. It was still the familiar wasteland environment, a large area of desolate Gobi Desert, but there was no sign of life.
He closed his eyes, felt Borges's position, and then opened them.
So there he is!
Mu Sheng waved his hand and summoned a light door. After passing through the light door, he saw the deserted village in front of him. This familiar environment reminded him of Li Rong and Chen Ji. All the original villagers had left. , the village has long lost its former bustle.
He looked at everything familiar in front of him and recalled all the people and events from the past. It still felt like it was yesterday. Mu Sheng stood at the entrance of the village and sighed. After a while, he entered the village and went straight to the village square.
I saw an old man sitting in the center of the square with white beard and hair and a domineering air. His hair was combed in the unique braid of the Shanpup tribe. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a face with Chinese characters. When he saw this image, he had the feeling of an old hero in his twilight years. It was like the image of an upright and upright character in TV series. Mu Sheng suddenly realized, this is what Borges originally looked like? He is worthy of being a national hero of the Mountain Puppet. He is truly magnificent. Anyone who sees his image will definitely not be able to relate it to the cruel and cold Emperor Changsheng himself.
At this moment, he was just sitting there alone, with a table full of good wine and food, pouring and drinking alone, when Mu Sheng stepped forward and was about to proudly say hello to him.
Borges indeed seemed to have expected Mu Sheng to come. He waved his hand and conjured a chair to indicate for him to sit down. Mu Sheng sneered and picked up the glass and drank it all.
Borges drank a glass of wine and said slowly and politely, "I finally sent you here. I have been waiting for you here for sixty years. It took me eight years to find this village when I first came here." , I thought I could see living people, but I didn’t expect that it was still a dead village, with not a single ghost to be seen. Hey! I really didn’t expect that I, the hero Borges, spent half his life in the army, but in the end I fell into your trap. What a terrible future!"
When Mu Sheng heard this, he sneered and said: "Old thief, do you think the human body of the gods is so easy to steal? How can I not keep my shoes wet if I often walk by the river?"
Borges laughed and said: "Yes! I should be condemned. I did so many evil things and killed so many people for the sake of power. I can indeed be called a sinner."
Mu Sheng was a little surprised when he heard this. Looking at the old man in front of him, he felt a little emotional for a moment. Heroes and tyrants can sometimes be just a matter of a thought.
Originally, he wanted to subject Borges to the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty, one by one. Seeing that he seemed to be repentant, Mu Sheng's anger dissipated a lot.
Looking at him with his white hair and the appearance of a hero in his twilight years, he couldn't bear to be cruel to Borges. This old thief had been imprisoned in this deserted place for sixty years and he was not crazy. He can be considered powerful.
Borges sighed and said: "Mr. Sheng, for the sake of the hundreds of years of skill, women, and wealth I have given to you, can I ask you to send me out of this hellish place?"
When Mu Sheng heard this, he sneered and said sarcastically: "Old thief, did you give these to me willingly? Do you still want me to be grateful to you?"
When Borges heard this, he smiled coquettishly and said, "Sir, yes, I made a mistake, but I still have a great opportunity, and I want to exchange this chance of life with you."
Mu Sheng sneered and said: "I can also directly use the soul search technique on you to check your memory. Now that we are here, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
Borges thought for a while, nodded slightly and said: "Young Master Sheng is very good. I am indeed no longer qualified to negotiate terms with you. Although I only have the soul now, if you close your mind, you may use the soul search technique." It also takes some effort to get what you want.”
"Let's do this! I guess you don't really want to let me go. I've been here for so many years and I've thought about it a lot. I've thought about it for a long time. I've thought about my former comrades and many things in the past. Maybe I really deserve to die. I will Just relax and find what you want, but I only have one request, please let me out."
Mu Sheng sneered and asked: "Are you just going out? Don't you need me to find a body for you to continue to survive? You have to know that if you go out directly, you won't even have the chance to reincarnate. It won't be long before what awaits you. It can only be that your soul is scattered and truly disappears in this universe, and there will never be a trace of you left in this world."
Borges shook his head and said: "That's not necessary. I know the consequences. You just need to release my soul. This may be the best destination for me."
Borges looked at Mu Sheng and continued: "But then again, as long as you continue to control the mountain puppet in the name of the Immortal Emperor, I will not be considered truly dead. At least there are still many people who remember me and still Remember my contribution to the mountain puppets, I am still a hero. As long as there are still people who think of me well, then I will always live in their hearts. At least it proves that I have been here. This is enough, even if the ending waiting for me is just Returning to nothingness, I have no regrets!”
"I finally figured it out, life! It comes and goes, no matter how powerful I was during my lifetime, but in the end I still have empty hands and can't grasp anything. The only things that can really stay in my heart are the memories of the past. I live I have lived for more than seven hundred years, I am done with it, now I just want a chance to be freed."
Mu Sheng looked at the old man in front of him and saw that he finally understood now, and he felt deeply blessed in his heart.
Borges took a sip of wine and then said to Mu Sheng: "Master Sheng, as long as you agree to my request, I will tell you all the secret rumors I know, as well as the secrets about the gods. , I believe you must be interested in knowing what happened to Houyi of the God Clan. You will also understand why I took such a big risk to take away your body. If you check my memory piece by piece, I am afraid it will cost a lot of money. It’s not a short time!”
Mu Sheng thought about it and decided to follow his last wish. On the one hand, he was really too lazy to check his memory piece by piece. It was really too laborious. He had lived too long, and the amount of information in his memory was definitely too much. Unbelievable.
On the other hand, during his reign, this old thief killed his courtiers at will, and destroyed your whole family at will. He was ruthless and unambiguous. Perhaps the only saving grace was that he was really good to the people. Although there was a selfish motive to maintain his great and upright image, it was not entirely heinous. There were many people in history who were more cruel than him.
Thinking of this, Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Okay! I promise you."
Seeing that Mu Sheng agreed to his request, Borges finally breathed a sigh of relief, and told him in detail some of the secret rumors he knew about the Gods, so that it would be easier for him to look for these opportunities in the future. After listening to his story, Mu Sheng was also shocked.
Borges stared at Mu Sheng's face, pondered for a long time, and finally sighed and said:
"Brother, you and I are destined to be in such trouble. I have something to ask you. From now on, the people of the mountain will be left to you. I hope you will treat the people well, govern the country with power, and govern the country with virtue. Both are indispensable."
"I have a message before parting. I have been in charge of the country for more than three hundred years and have accumulated great prestige. As far as the people are concerned, I am no different from the living god. The people's hearts are their hearts. Don't look at these people. As long as you have these people standing by you. Those around you support you. Those nobles, elders, and corrupt officials are nothing to be afraid of. If you don't like them, you can kill them if you want. It's not much different from killing an animal. The people will only applaud and applaud, and will never follow these people to make me immortal. The emperor’s rebellion.”
"It doesn't matter that these elders have soldiers and power in their hands, but the people have never been of the same mind as them. As long as the sign of the Immortal Emperor is still there, the soldiers in their hands will only obey your orders. After all, these soldiers are also the source. For ordinary people, as long as you can always capture the hearts and minds of the people, no matter how many years it takes, no one will dare to rebel against you."
After hearing this, Mu Sheng felt a burst of emotion in his heart and said: "Don't worry, I have long regarded the mountain puppet people as my own people. I will definitely stay here and be a good shepherd of the mountain puppet. Anyway, With my status and prestige, it is absolutely impossible for me to inherit the throne even if I return to the Central Plains. What’s more, I have already established the throne for the Crown Prince. I don’t want to do what he wants. Once the Crown Prince ascends the throne one day, I will immediately rush back to the Central Plains to take care of you. Mountain people, don’t worry.”
Borges kept saying: "Okay! Okay! With your words, I feel relieved."
Mu Sheng sighed in his heart, even if a person is about to die, he can still speak kind words. How could he have thought so long ago? After all, this old thief was still blinded by power. He could pick it up but couldn't let it go. He didn't figure it out until he completely lost everything.
Mu Sheng also knew that Borges wanted to really die and did not want to live alone here. If he stayed in a place like this, he would go crazy sooner or later.
In the past, when Mu Sheng first came in, he still had "inmates" like Chen Ji accompanying him, and they could communicate with each other. To be honest, the days had passed.
Now, the old thief is the only one left here, and every minute and every second is extremely difficult to endure. After all, humans are social animals. If they only talk to themselves in front of themselves, sooner or later they will suffer from schizophrenia.
Borges asked with some curiosity: "Mr. Sheng, there is one more thing I would like to ask you. I have been in this world for a long time. I am very curious about what kind of place this is? I want to ask you something before I leave. I also want to know how I fell into your hands? Can you fulfill my wish?"
Mu Sheng thought about it after hearing this, and it didn't matter. He was going to disappear completely anyway, so let's fulfill his wish!
Mu Sheng led Borges through the light gate to the core of the ancient treasure. Borges looked at the boundless sea of blood in shock.
Mu Sheng roughly told him the origin of this ancient treasure.
After hearing this, Borges was also shocked and said with emotion: "I understand, you are not Hou Yi of the God Clan at all, and you do not have the blood of the God Clan. You can use divine magic, which relies on the power of ancient treasures."
Mu Sheng nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it wasn't until you told me about some of the secrets of the gods that I realized that this magic requires the power of blood, and ordinary monks cannot use it at all."
Borges looked at the remnant soul of the monster beast and said thoughtfully: "You carry the precious treasure of the God Clan, so you must pay attention to the remnants of the God Clan. I have seen these people, and they are much more difficult to deal with than ordinary monks. They are very difficult to deal with. These people must not know that you have the ancient treasure. Even if you inherit all my skills, if these people really come to visit you, they will not cause any trouble to you."
Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Thanks for the reminder."
I don’t know why the two of them are chatting until now and it feels like they haven’t seen old friends for a long time...
