Kyoto, suburbs, Yizhuang, doorstep.
The night is like water.
Shangguan Haitang was sitting in front of a fire, grilling a colorful centipede. The little yellow cat squatted on his shoulder, flicking its tail, leisurely.
Yidao sat across from the fire, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, his fingers trembling slightly, and from time to time he would reach for the sword beside him as if he was uncontrollably.
Dominating the world is an evil act. If you don't drink blood for one day, you will go mad, suffer, have chills, and convulse. Moreover, there is a strong thirst for blood, anxiety, uneasiness and other emotions, and hallucinations are common.
But once you drink blood, you will feel happy, comfortable, and in a state of elation. The contrast of pleasure can make most people immersed in killing and unable to extricate themselves.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes. When he noticed the little yellow cat on Haitang's shoulder, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly hid it.
When Haitang came over just now, he was going crazy and almost couldn't control himself. As a result, the cat's paw knocked him flying several feet away and he woke up immediately.
He suddenly understood something Haitang and he once said: Scholars in ancient times were all tall and powerful, because in this way they could first convince others and then calmly reason with them.
Later, others will be convinced and even help those scholars spread the truth to others.
Looking carefully at Haitang's gentle way of serving the little yellow cat to eat, Yidao felt a little envious: "Haitang, if in three years we are not dead yet, we are still walking on the same road, and we can still be like we are now, will you marry me?" "
"Meow!" The little yellow cat raised its head and meowed, very dissatisfied.
[I don’t agree with this marriage! You're a butcher with bloody hands, you don't understand sentiment at all. And do you know that the tree-lined paths you yearn for are covered with white dew every night and morning? 】
Haitang:......
After gagging the perverted cat with food, Shangguan Haitang stared at the dancing fire in front of her, feeling the tenderness in Yi Dao's eyes, and then looked up at the endless night sky of the Milky Way.
This infinite starlight comes from eternity ago and goes to eternity ago.
Compared with this vast and mysterious time and space, the journey of life is just like a mayfly, living and dying without knowing the age.
Mortals don't know for five hundred years, but they only know that tea, rice, sauce, vinegar and salt are much better than mayfly?
After waiting for a long time and receiving no response, Gui Hai Yi Dao's eyes darkened, then he stood up and walked slowly into Yizhuang and stood still.
There is only one coffin in the village, with a tablet on it: the tablet of Guihai Bailian.
His mother told him since he was a child that his father was a great hero. But one day, his father died suddenly.
Why did he die suddenly?
When he asked his mother who his father-killing enemy was, her mother only told him: He doesn't deserve to know!
The enemy is very powerful and he must practice hard. Only when one day his skill reaches an extremely strong level, will he be qualified to know the name of his enemy.
When he asked his mother why he didn't bury his father properly, his mother said that his father's body should be buried by his own hands as a son, but not now, but when he takes revenge.
Otherwise, he is not worthy!
After that, my father’s body was placed directly in this righteous village without a place to rest, exposed to wind and rain for twenty years.
As a son, how could he bear to see his father's body being left outside even if he was dead?
So, from that day on, he practiced hard, no matter how much pain and torture he suffered, and even killed seven good friends who had been with him day and night at Ba Dao's place, he persisted.
Now, the great revenge has finally been avenged.
Standing in front of his father's memorial tablet, Gui Hai Yi Dao's expression contained relief, relief, and confusion.
"Dad, all three enemies have died under my sword, dad can rest in peace!"
Shangguan Haitang stood quietly aside, not knowing what to say. She always felt that there was some misunderstanding. The three men with Jian Jingfeng were extremely skilled, but they seemed to have deliberately held back their hands and died in the hands of a sword.
This is unreasonable.
Moreover, these three people clearly ordered their disciples not to take revenge, but then the eight sects seemed to be under a spell, provoking and killing people one by one. Moreover, many of the people who came were people with high moral standards but low martial arts skills.
Otherwise, death would not be so easy.
Too strange!
【Bah, bah~huhuhu】
After the little yellow cat ate the 'spicy strips', it crawled into Haitang's heart and fell asleep instantly.
Haitang felt a little itchy, but even more envious. Sometimes it seems that being a cat is much happier than being a human being, with nothing to think about, just being busy eating and drinking.
This kind of simple happiness like a child, as we grow up, we can no longer find it.
"Boom~"
Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder, strong winds blew, and a strong wind blew into the ruined temple. The table legs holding the coffin suddenly broke, and the coffin fell to the ground and shattered.
The remains of Guihai Bailian were instantly scattered on the ground.
Gui Hai was shocked by the sword strike and quickly stepped forward to sort it out.
"Dad, dad! The kid is useless, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Gui Hai Yida felt very guilty, he was so useless!
Even if he trains to dominate the world, he can only watch Haitang being bullied by that little yellow cat. Now he can't even protect his father's body!
"Yidao, let's restrain uncle's body first." Haitang said with concern.
"Yeah!" Gui Hai replied in a muffled voice.
Some even blame Haitang. If the little yellow cat wants it, will you give it to her?
After a moment to calm down, Yi Dao remained silent and slowly began to collect the body.
Now that he had finally avenged his revenge, he could bury his father in a place with good feng shui. Wait until a hundred years later, and then bury them together, so that your parents can also smile!
When he saw the dark iron knife stuck behind his father's body, the smile on Yidao's face gradually disappeared.
He clearly remembered that this knife was a gift for his mother from the remaining black iron after his father made the black iron sword.
Therefore, it was not Liao Kong, Jian Jingfeng, or Qilinzi who killed his father. The three of them would rather die than cover the real murderer. Because the real murderer is my mother.
After a moment of silence, Yi Dao burst into tears.
He was deceived, deceived by the person he loved most, and he was deceived for twenty years!
For the past twenty years, he has lived in hatred, torture, and pain every day. It turned out that it was all a lie to him.
"Hahahaha~" Yidao laughed loudly with tears in his eyes.
"One knife, one knife, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?" Haitang was shocked.
Gui Hai suddenly stood up with a knife, then rushed out with the knife.
"Hahahaha, it was my mother who killed my father, haha, it was my mother who killed my father!..."
Looking at Yi Dao's leaving figure and hearing what he said again, Shangguan Haitang was dumbfounded.
As Yidao's good brother, she had been to his house many times and had spoken to Yidao's mother many times. That woman had an indifferent personality and had a good impression on her.
But why is there such a mother in this world who cheats her son? Because of the thoughts she had instilled in her since she was a child, Yidao has lived in pain and hatred since she was a child. Now she is even the enemy of everyone in the world, and is on the line of life and death every day.
Is this son her biological son? Such a mother is too terrible.
And looking at Yidao's current appearance, he's not looking for his mother, right? With their two personalities, something irreversible is likely to happen.
"Yida, wait for me!" Haitang quickly searched for the place where Yi Dao's mother was in her memory.
"Huhu~"
The little yellow cat slept soundly.
With the development of the world inside the body, the little yellow cat's spirit, physique, strength, and various magical seeds are also growing all the time.
Being able to become stronger while lying down is Bashi.
…
Shuiyuean.
By the time Haitang arrived in a hurry, it was already the evening of the next day.
Guihai Yidao sat silently at the door in a daze. It was obvious that the mother and son had explained everything clearly.
Before Haitang could come forward to comfort him, one man and one cat saw a monk wearing yellow cassocks slowly walking out of the inner room of Shuiyue Temple.
Little yellow cat:......
Bald donkey, how dare you compete with Pindao for his wife?
As if feeling the shock in the little yellow cat's heart, the monk smiled and nodded to him, then faced Gui Hai Yidao who was sitting in a daze at the door, smiled, and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, your mother still has attachments. She wants to commit suicide for her son. I also have attachments and tapped his sleeping point."
Gui Hai picked up the black iron sword and said warily: "Who are you?"
Although he already knew that he had killed so many people by mistake. But he still won't be merciful in the face of his enemies.
He killed someone by mistake, he just wanted to live and live well.
"The name of the old monk is over, and I have returned to the sea to be a benefactor." After the introduction, the monk said a long Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
Yi Dao's restless mood calmed down, and then he remembered that Kong would rather be knifed by him than to let himself find the knot of the divine monk and get rid of his inner demons.
"It's over, are you here to take revenge on me?" Yidao asked.
After he finished, he turned around, looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and said calmly: "I have stopped, and I have forgotten my hatred!"
"Did you hear everything?" Yidao felt murderous in his heart, and he did not allow anyone to know about his mother.
Tiejie said with a smile: "The wind blows from my ears, the wind blows from my ears."
"Qiang~" He drew his sword directly.
"Since you heard something you shouldn't have heard, today's sunset will be the last time you see it in your life!"
After saying that, Gui Hai advanced forward with his sword and slashed directly towards Qiu Yue.
The little yellow cat quickly took out the melon seeds and began to act like a qualified melon-eating cat. He handed a few to Haitang, but it was a pity that she was not in the mood right now.
Hey, if you have worries, your shit shoveling officer qualifications will be reduced by one.
Facing the blade, Jiujie smiled indifferently, stretched out his two fingers to hold the blade, flicked his fingers, and used his other hand to knock back Gui Hai's sword.
The expression is casual and the writing is casual.
Gui Hai Yi Dao was even more furious. If he could not defeat the little yellow cat, how could he not defeat this monk?
"Dominate the world!"
With an indifferent expression on his face, he pushed gently with his palms: "Sorrow!"
"Boom~"
The sword was shattered in an instant, and Guihai was knocked out of the door with his sword. He fell to the ground, struggled for a few times and did not get up, looking a little confused.
Jieyue slowly walked up to him: "Donor, the winner has been decided, it's time for me to go back and watch the sunset, Amitabha."
After saying that, he held the prayer beads and left.
The sun sets in the sky, and clouds fill the sky.
"There are many troubles in the world. The benefactor should stay here in Shuiyue Temple to serve his mother, Amitabha." The ethereal voice of the divine monk came from afar.
Haitang opened her mouth.
What's going on recently? The world's top masters are coming out one after another.
"Meow meow~"
[Well played, well played! 】
"Yida, are you okay?"
"Go away, I don't want you to worry about it! Ahem~" Guihai pushed Haitang away with a knife and slowly walked into the house.
He didn't understand. It was clearly stated in the secret book that if you train to dominate the world, you would be number one in the world. Why couldn't he defeat just a few random people?
Forget about people, you can’t even beat a cat!
Mad!
Haitang shook his head, remained silent for a moment, and then turned around and left.
She understands a man. At this time, he often just needs a quiet place to lick his wounds silently.
Others' concern will only make him resist.
At night, Guihai Yida was quietly sorting out his father's belongings. Suddenly, with a tremor in his face, he found another sword manual in his clothes.
Three cuts in the nose!
He didn't care about these relics. He searched through them for twenty years without finding anything, and now he discovered these sword manuals one after another. Yida only knew that he wanted to become stronger.
Only in this way can he be qualified to get close to Haitang and protect her.
kill!
…
late at night
royal palace.
Zhu Wuwu walked slowly in the palace under the guidance of the eunuch.
"Whoa whoa whoa~"
There is a sentry every three steps, and a post every five steps.
The further they walked, the tighter Zhu Wuwang's brows furrowed. Not to mention that there are guards in this palace overtly and covertly, the key point is that all of them are not bad in strength, they are all the best among the best.
Moreover, their armors and weapons are not just ordinary goods, but rather high-quality products, which is a bit puzzling.
As far as he knew, even in the Ministry of War, where three out of ten armors and weapons were in good condition, it was considered that those officials had some conscience.
And in this palace, after a hundred years of peace, shouldn't all the weapons of these imperial guards have been sold by the eunuchs who are desperate for money? Why are there still so many good ones?
What made him even more shocked was. People will always be lazy and slack off. It is common for the guards to dawdle around and catch fish while on duty. So no matter how carefully the patrol is arranged, there will always be flaws.
People are always tired.
But these guards and chamberlains all paid full attention when patrolling, and their hands were always on their weapons.
They were so heavily guarded. Was it just for him to watch this time, or was there someone or something in the palace watching them all the time?
"Shenhou!" Cao Zhengchun came over to greet him with a smile.
Zhu Wulan looked at him deeply. Since he resigned as the governor of the East Factory, the old eunuch's face has become more and more rosy, and he has even gained weight.
"Eunuch Cao, I don't know why I was called late at night."
Cao Zhengchun smiled and said: "The invitation from the Holy Master is of course an important matter. As a slave, I don't dare to speculate.
Lord Shenhou, please! "
Cao Zhengchun extended his hand to invite him respectfully and was in a good mood. The thought of seeing his old rival defeated soon made him feel like he had eaten honey.
Zhu Minglan had an expressionless face and strode into the imperial study. Cao Zhengchun hurriedly followed.
There is nothing more satisfying than watching an old rival being scolded to death. If so, it would be to witness this scene with your own eyes.
whee.
"Your Majesty, I wonder if the edict has been issued late at night. What's the urgent matter?" Zhu Wuli entered the room and bowed to him.
Zhengde was using a century-old ginseng to seduce the little yellow cat and asked him to come over and touch him. Hearing this, he quickly sat upright.
Cats are still fun, but as for women and concubines, hum!
He is not interested in women at all now. They are just a bunch of vulgar fans who will only hurt his body, drain his essence, and hinder him from becoming the emperor of the ages.
How can a woman have fun with a little yellow cat that can eat more than twenty people in one meal?
"Marquis Shen, why is it that the No. 1 secret agent of Hulong Villa has not been on duty in front of the emperor for many days. I asked Eunuch Cao and he did not go through the leave process. Why?" Zhengde said with a smile.
Zhu Wulan had no expression on his face.
The visitor is not good!
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