Cangjie was a minister during the Yellow Emperor's period, and now he appears in Dayi's tribe, spanning two generations, which is really puzzling.
You know, in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor reigned for hundreds of years, and Cangjie was so old that he actually lowered his status and sat in the tribe of Dayi.
Logically speaking, his status should be much higher than that of Dayi. It’s really not certain who surrenders to whom.
In Cangjie, Mengchang also saw what it means to be true to one's words.
Cangjie pointed his finger at the open space and whispered the word "bird".
Two Luan birds appeared out of thin air, carrying three people on their backs. Then with a sound of "wind", the Luan birds took off in the wind and soared upward.
Looking at Meng Chang's envious eyes, Cangjie touched the little head of Youyu sitting obediently in his arms and asked proudly: "Want to learn?"
Meng Chang nodded hurriedly. If he learned this kind of magical power, it would be called a magical skill to force the king, and it would have infinite uses. He had read a book before, which said that one word can determine life and death, and one word can rule the world. The end is infinitely wonderful.
"Oh, what a beautiful thought. You don't even know a few words, and you still want to learn spells. I think your daughter is smarter than you."
"Little Youyu, do you want to learn?"
Ji Youyu stretched out her little head and looked at her father. She saw Meng Chang nodding his head, causing the luan bird to rise and fall, flying high and low.
"Ancestor Cangjie, there is a fish you want to learn."
"Hahaha, okay, let your father fight the strange beasts later, and he will teach you well."
Meng Changcai didn't care. After his daughter learned it, how could he not teach it to him? We are all a family, no matter how different we are from each other.
Not long after, the Luan Bird landed on the platform at the top of Tianshen Mountain. There was a low platform in the shape of a yin and yang fish. The white fish with black eyes was for the snake, and the black fish with the white eyes was for the turtle. There was a futon in the center.
"Enter this grand formation, sit cross-legged on the futon, and then you can enter the experience. Ask the heart with the wolf and ask the spirit with the snake. If you can pass both levels perfectly, little friend, all your problems will no longer be a problem. .”
Mengchang nodded, his face a little heavy. He originally thought he was killing the two beasts again with brute force, but he didn't expect that it was like the practice of asking the mind in the old story.
If it were a matter of life and death, Meng Chang would still have some difficulty in dealing with the remnant souls of these two alien beasts, but if he were to practice cultivation from the heart, he was quite confident.
In his fifty years and two lifetimes, he has experienced and practiced all the way. It may not be possible to integrate knowledge and practice, but he is only discussing the theoretical basis.
It's like a high school student taking the final exam for an elementary school student. Wouldn't it be a sure thing?
Seemingly seeing Meng Chang's high-spirited self-confidence, Cangjie reminded: "Don't be arrogant and complacent. Questioning the heart is extremely dangerous. In the past years, many people came to try it. There were many people who went crazy, and there were also many people who had a drastic change in their character. If you despise him, you may be trapped in your inner demon forever and be unable to extricate yourself."
"Follow your heart and make choices. Never choose for the sake of choice. Otherwise, you will find that the price will make you more painful."
"Remember, I am not reminding you, but giving you advice. I am asking about your heart, not asking you for answers. Dayi is not a kind person who is easy to fool!"
Meng Chang felt awe-struck in his heart. Maybe the experience of asking one's mind was not as simple as he imagined.
Practitioners often pay attention to the method of dual cultivation of life and life. What is dual cultivation of life and life?
Xing is the nature of mind, character, mainly the inner spirit.
Life is the physical body, life, energy, mainly external strength.
Although Meng Chang has experienced a lot now and has been calm and orderly in his two lives, compared with the power of blood in his body, he still lacks some inner condensation of his spirit.
Just like a poor person, after suddenly getting rich, he may have been a good person before, but the resources he suddenly obtained will be more difficult to cherish, and squandering becomes a daily routine. When the inside cannot control the outside, the conflict between desire and power Driven, it will cause a great change in people's temperament.
Mengchang carefully put away his contempt, calmed himself down, and sat cross-legged on the futon.
After a while, a feeling of fatigue brought him into a "familiar yet unfamiliar" dreamland.
The sky was getting brighter and the sounds around him were getting clearer. Meng Chang opened his eyes and saw that he was back in Meng Di's main palace. All the scenery was so familiar.
Wu Cheng was instructing his servants to keep boiling hot water in the mansion, and he didn't know what he was doing while the fire was smoky. He also led the elites out of the door. The murderous Wu Gan looked like a real person. Generally, vivid.
If he hadn't known where he came from a second ago, this dream would have given him the illusion of going home.
Everyone bowed slightly and saluted when they saw Mengchang, and then continued busy with the business at hand, as if something bad was happening in Mengcheng.
Mengchang casually stopped a servant who was carrying hot water. The servant didn't check for a moment, and the hot water in his hand spilled all over his master. He was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground and kept begging for mercy.
The busy people all looked over, but Meng Chang was not angry. It was just a trivial matter, and the hot water couldn't burn him, so they helped the servant up, patted the dust on his body, and let him go. .
Everything here seemed to be real. Meng Chang felt a little dazed. Just now, he had firmed his will and felt that the dream was too real.
But after the pulling and pulling movements were over, when Meng Chang stood up again, he had a blank expression on his face, as if the spiritual platform was covered with dust and was covered with a layer of shadow.
"Why am I here? Oh, by the way, there is a plague in the city."
"Plague? Plague!!!"
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Meng Chang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed towards Wu Cheng and said anxiously.
"How is the situation in the city? Has the plague been resolved?"
Wu Cheng shook his head with a sad look on his face: "My lord, Cheng Wuneng, now the plague has spread throughout the city, including the ministers, they are all suffering from serious diseases. Mengcheng may not be able to be saved."
His heart was like thunder striking down from the sky, and Meng Chang felt extremely painful in his heart. His Meng Di had just developed and was flying in the east wind for a short while. How could such a painful lesson befall him?
"How to do how to do?"
Meng Chang paced anxiously down the hall, anxious, and his mind kept searching for all the ways he knew that could reduce the plague.
treat? It's useless. The doctor can't handle it. He doesn't understand medical skills at all and can't even recognize a few medicinal materials.
If you don't decide to boil water, it is useless. The plague has spread to most of the city. Prevention and treatment are completely different things.
"Isolation, yes, Wu Cheng, have all the arteries in the city been quarantined?"
Wu Cheng's eyes were dull, and he shook his head silently: "It's too late, it's too late, my lord, Meng Cheng is hopeless. You'd better take your elite soldiers and leave quickly. You guys are full of energy and blood, and maybe you won't be able to survive." Too big of a problem.”
"Go? Where to go? My grandmother is in Mengcheng, and all the soldiers' relatives are in the city. Where do you want me to go?"
"Cheng doesn't know, but there are three other cities in Mengdi, and there are more city-states in the Outer North Sea. What if you don't leave and stay? My lord, please keep it until you can be useful, and then plan your funeral!"
The enraged Lord of Mengdi kicked Wu Cheng over, and the ax appeared in his hand. Looking at the entire family with a look of death on their faces, their hearts were still bleeding.
Everything is fine, why did Mengcheng contract the plague?
?
A trace of clarity appeared in Mengchang's eyes. Yes, this is unreasonable. There can be no plague in Mengcheng. Urban governance, health and safety are top priorities.
In this era, even if a plague breaks out in Xiqi and Chaoge, it will not have an impact on Mengcheng.
They have a strict household registration system and clear regulations that clearly regulate curfews, serial movements, and the management authority of township and village chiefs.
Why don't my plans for various natural and man-made disasters take effect? How did the plague spread? Why did he have no memory or clue at all?
At this moment, the people and animals in the city were still, the big sun in the sky turned into snake eyes, and the red light turned, and the world began to flow again.
Meng Chang, who was still struggling just now, immediately opened his eyes wide, split the cases in front of him into two halves with an axe, and roared and cursed.
"Lu Yue, I want to peel off your skin and eat your flesh!!!"
Meng Chang, who was in anger, chopped up all kinds of cases and dead objects in front of him.
After venting his anger, Qi Ax fell to the ground. The young man lay listlessly on the messy ground, looking at the sky quietly. He always felt that today's sunshine was a bit dazzling, like a big eyeball mocking him. It made him want to draw his bow and arrow and shoot him down.
Anger won't help. Once you vent it, it will pass.
After all, things have come to this, and we have to find a way, right?
As if he felt that the emotion in Meng Chang's heart was not strong enough at this time, he saw the servant taking care of his mother running over in a hurry and saying in fear.
"Master, the old lady, she...she..."
Without waiting for the maid to finish speaking, Meng Chang immediately jumped out. He was so anxious that he rushed out of the gang. He didn't care about Qi Ax lying on the ground and rushed to the backyard.
"Aunt... Aunt..."
Mengchang's eyes were wet and red, his lips were trembling and he pushed open the door. He saw his mother lying unconscious on the bed, and the doctor next to him kept shaking his head.
"My mother-in-law..."
"My lord, I am incompetent. The old lady is extremely ill and cannot be cured by medicine or stone. Please forgive me, lord."
Waves of dizziness hit him. Meng Chang covered his head and felt that his eyes were completely dark. He swung his fists in pain and hit the ground, causing the masonry floor to fly into dust.
"but…"
"But what? Say it quickly!!"
"However, if the general can take the old lady to Kowloon Island to find the person who released the plague and ask for the plague-removing pill, maybe the old lady will have a chance to turn around."
Hearing this, Meng Chang felt happy. Just as he was about to pick up his mother, he heard the doctor murmur to himself.
"But this time, I'm afraid Meng Di will not survive. Oh, what a pity!"
"But, Meng's man, if it were you, how would you choose?" The doctor showed a strange smile.
choose?
"Hey, my head hurts so much. It seems like I can't remember something."
Mengchang covered his head, his will seemed to be constantly fighting against something, and the divinity of the God of Fire flashed constantly on his body.
The doctor remained silent. A heavenly power, like the piercing sun, revealed a domineering aura on the doctor. The divinity seemed to be aware of the danger, and immediately stopped and became unable to retreat.
The confused Mengchang came to his senses again and looked at his mother sadly, with tears like a bursting dam.
"Ah... mother, my son... my son... my son is unfilial!"
This sentence seemed to take away all the strength from Meng Chang's body, and the screams of crying echoed beside the hospital bed. The servants and doctors around him looked at the young man with complicated expressions.
The cry didn't last long. Mengchang turned around to leave, but heard his mother's whisper.
"My son Mengchang is a great hero!"
"My son Mengchang is a great hero!"
Meng Chang, who finally stopped crying, burst into tears again, but this time, he ran as fast as he could, covering his ears with his hands, for fear that he could not help but look back if he heard the sound again.
"Wu Gan! Wu Gan!!"
"Master, Wu Gan is here!"
"Send my military order to all soldiers to go out of the city and block the seven gates of Meng City. Anyone who leaves the city without my order will be killed!"
"Pass my military order, all soldiers and servants gather tung oil and firewood and pave the whole city for me!"
Wu Gan widened his eyes, looked at the "faith" in front of him in disbelief, and asked tremblingly.
"General, what do you want?"
Mengchang raised his head to prevent others from seeing his eyes. He took out the Frightened Salamander in his hand and pointed it at Wu Gan and shouted angrily: "How dare you disobey me?"
"I...I...wuwuwu, don't you dare, Wu! But general..."
"Do you want to die?"
"Wu Cheng obeys your order!"
At this time, Wu Cheng arrived with all the major generals, captains, and marquises in the city, kicked his nephew over, and took the military order.
The army responded quickly. This was a city of miracles, but today it will become a city of death.
As the sun sets and the moon rises, the bright moon squeezes out the sun's position. Mengchang stands tiredly outside the east gate, watching the soldiers slowly closing the city gate, and listening to the servants moving various obstacles from inside the gate and then closing the gate. The city gate was completely blocked.
The 20,000 soldiers behind him looked at their benevolent and virtuous master in confusion, not understanding what he wanted to do.
"call!"
Those who should be sad are already sad, and the tears have dried up today. Meng Chang looked at the dimly lit Meng Cheng expressionlessly, and the urge to die emerged in his heart.
Just looking at the armored elite behind him, and at Meng Di who was still recuperating behind him, a trembling voice sounded like an evil ghost crying.
"ignition!"
"Burn the city!!!"
Inside the city gate, Wu Cheng smiled. He smiled happily. After shouting "Light the fire!", he and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city turned into flames.
The fire became fierce in an instant, and the city was filled with howls of wailing, one after another, incessantly.
The fire soared into the sky, and the whole world was illuminated by the fire as bright as day. What was reflected was the collapsed expressions of the soldiers outside the city, the despair of Wu Gan's faith collapse, and the young monarch who knelt on the ground without saying a word.
"Let me out! Lord, how could you do this? We all respect and love you, how could you do this?"
"Ah!! It hurts so much. Please help me. I am not infected with the epidemic. I am healthy, Lord!!"
The hysterical wails were heartbreaking.
Just when everyone was confused and shocked, an angry voice sounded behind Meng Chang.
"Mengchang, you despicable villain, I'm going to kill you!"
With a puff, the sharp blade entered his body, and Meng Chang looked back with blood and tears in his eyes.
The person who assassinated the emperor was the guard general of Mengcheng and the pioneer officer of the Northern Expedition Wu Gan!
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