The news became more and more outrageous, and the snow became heavier and heavier.
The more Hanchan drank, the more boring he became.
However, among the voices of those discussing, a disdainful sneer suddenly came.
"The descendants of the former dynasty?"
The man sneered and said, "I'm afraid you are all dreaming and going crazy."
Although Han Chan also thought they were crazy, when he heard such words, he couldn't help but frowned, put down the wine glass in his hand and looked over there.
He is a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance. Judging from his appearance, he should be an ordinary fake capital man, not a practitioner or a person of witchcraft and ghosts.
Although there was a bottle of wine on the table, he didn't look like he drank too much.
"Xuanxuyuan releases some random news, do you believe it?"
The man poured himself a drink, ignored the many displeased looks in the wine shop, picked up the glass and talked to himself.
"Then I can still say that I am a descendant of King Chu tomorrow. Do you also want to believe me?"
Someone stood up, looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"
The man drank wine, looked at them without fear, and said with great force: "I'm just laughing at you for your wishful thinking. The goddess came to the world, which is a blessing to the world, but everyone doesn't know how to be grateful, but instead criticizes things here. Have you forgotten that this land came out of the ancient wild stories under whose blessing it was?"
"The blessing of the goddess? It seems that you must have been blessed a lot. By the way, not long ago, weren't you still here drinking and laughing at the goddess? Why did you become the person you laughed at today, Li San? "
People responded with sneers.
I thought Li San would hesitate and hesitate.
As a result, he became more confident.
"Of course I was blessed. That day I said I wanted to get rich. On the way home, I picked up a large banknote. No one has reported it missing so far. That was the blessing the goddess gave me. Moreover, my mother-in-law was originally going to marry me. He Li, now he is peaceful and content, serving me with good wine and good food every day..."
"It's just words that have no basis."
"Hmph, what you say is unfounded. I only know that sincerity is what matters. Those who are dishonest like you will have to be sent to the River Styx by the goddess sooner or later."
As Li San was talking, he saw everyone in the wine shop standing up and raising their fists as if they were going to beat him.
So he took a sip of wine in a hurry, threw the cup and ran out of the store.
After leaving the store, I looked back and saw that no one was chasing me, and I stood there laughing.
We look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out. How can we be the people in the well?
Li San felt that it was unreasonable for a room full of people to sit in a well and look at the sky.
Just turning his head, he bumped into a man with a sword.
"what you do?"
Since Li San made some wishes and all of them came true miraculously, he looks very proud wherever he goes.
What's more, this is near Xuanxuyuan.
Where would a serious person hang out here these days?
So the tone at this time was not polite.
Han Chan didn't say anything. He raised his hand towards the man, then reached into his arms and took out the huge amount of money.
"What are you doing! Give it back to me!"
Li San stretched out his hand to grab it.
Han Chan just calmly put the sword in her hand with the scabbard against his throat.
"You have to give it back to me. This is what I dropped."
Li San had the sword pressed against his throat. Although he was very frightened, seeing the man about to stuff the bank note into his arms, he rushed over with red eyes.
"Give it back to me."
Then Han Chan kicked him away cleanly.
Li San was rolling in the wind and snow in embarrassment, but he knew in his heart that he could not defeat someone who used a sword like this, so he rolled there.
"Robbing money, grabbing money, is there any justice from heaven, is there any law from kings!"
Everyone in the wine shop ran out and stood there laughing and watching.
Han Chan originally wanted to leave directly, but after hearing these words, she raised her eyebrows, walked to Li San and squatted down, took out the bank note, waved it in front of him, and said with a smile: "I think now Awakening to the law of heaven? Shouldn't you beg, oh no, beg, beg your goddess to help you get this banknote back?"
Li San stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was a pity that Han Chan, a sword cultivator from Liuyun Sword Sect, would be an ugly thing if someone really took his money away from his hands, so Li San naturally got nothing.
Hanchan put away the money again and stood up.
When Li San saw this, he got up and ran towards the end of the long street outside Xuanxu Courtyard.
Han Chan looked deeply at the back of Li San who left in embarrassment, without saying anything, and walked towards the gate of Xuansheyuan.
Someone called him from behind.
"This...this...young master is what Xuanxuyuan said..."
The man didn't finish his sentence.
Han Chan didn't look back. He held his sword in the Xuanshu Courtyard and tilted his head to look at the wind and snow above the sky with squinted eyes.
After a long time, he said calmly: "Yes."
In the long street behind them, a large number of people fell to their knees.
Han Chan heard the sound and turned around to look blankly at the people kneeling piously in the wind and snow on the long street.
It took him a long time to realize that they were not kneeling with the identity of someone from the previous dynasty.
But under the haze of the goddess, after suppressing it for a long time, I finally began to have the prospect and hope of fire.
He stood there for a long time.
Han Chan said softly: "Then I, Han Chan, made this torch."
Xuanxuyuan is the person who raises fire.
Chills are lifted fire.
These are things that can be easily extinguished in the wind and snow.
But Han Chan still sincerely accepted this identity.
...
"You arrogant thing, if you have the ability, go and ask the goddess yourself. What's the point of robbing me of my money?"
Li San walked aggrievedly on the street, cursing as he walked.
When he thought about the money he had worked so hard to pick up, being snatched away so easily, Li San became furious and ran towards the palace.
I must go to the goddess to file a complaint against you today!
Li San cursed and ran over.
But when he saw the guard standing in the snow at the entrance of the palace, the man stopped again, hid under a willow tree, and looked timidly at the ancient and peaceful palace city in the wind and snow.
After watching for a long time, Li San probably still didn't have the courage to run over, so he turned back and wiped his tears along the Liuhe River.
Goddess, have you seen it?
Someone is bullying your people!
Li San thought about it and knelt down with a splash by the river.
"Goddess, bless me, bless me to make a fortune, and those who oppose me will fall into the river and drown..."
Li San knelt down one by one, making a big hole in the snow on the ground.
People on the road looked at this man strangely.
Probably true sincerity leads to spiritual success.
The man quickly froze there, then reached out and dug in the snow, and unexpectedly took out another wet banknote.
Also a huge amount.
Li San cried and laughed, but he quickly reacted, put the bank note into his arms, and kowtowed twice.
The snowflakes flew.
Ah, the supreme goddess!
.......
Yao Ji was on the Liuhe Bridge, quietly looking at the man kowtowing on the bank of the Liuhe River in the distance.
That is the scene beyond the eaves of the wind and snow wall.
It’s just that Yao Ji can naturally see everything.
Liu Sanyue could probably see it too.
So he sat under the tree and looked there just as quietly.
"Is that really what you gave me?"
Liu Sanyue withdrew her gaze and looked at the woman on the bridge who was wearing a black dress that looked solemn in the wind and snow.
Yao Ji said calmly: "That's the money dropped by a sword cultivator in Huai'an."
Probably the ones Ye Hanzhong lost back then.
He took 10,000 yuan from Han Chan, but when he gave the money to Zhang Xiaoyu, a lot of it was blown away by the wind.
"But that's what the so-called miracle is. If you are sincere, you will be spiritual, and if you are spiritual, you will be sincere." Yao Ji was extremely indifferent.
"When he gets benefits, he will feel that he is more pious than anyone else."
Maybe God really loves the world.
But the world does not love God.
Just love their authority.
From life and death to wealth.
From desire to desire.
When everything was taken away from him and he had nothing, he subconsciously was more willing to believe in justice and justice.
"But this is because we have been away for too long, Liu Sanyue." Yao Ji turned back and looked at Taoist Huaian in front of her, who had been awake longer and longer.
"The era of separation between humans and gods has been going on for too long, and the world has forgotten what it is like for gods and humans to be in love."
Liu Sanyue said softly: "What's that like?"
Yao Ji said calmly: "The music of the harp and the music."
"Ghosts and gods come in response to the call, not to show mercy to the world."
"If you were lucky enough to be born in that era, you might be able to see the stunning scene of Mrs. Xiang playing the flute by the river and having everyone fall in love with her."
Liu Sanyue smiled slightly and said, "I'm just drunk in the gentle land."
Yao Ji said calmly: "I thought that if you stay away from sweet dreams and smooth things, you can be more tolerant to the world."
"Whether it's the willows as soft as silk or the spring breeze in March, these are all beautiful things, and they are more than just appearances." Liu Sanyue raised his head slightly and looked at the wind and snow in the world. "The fact that I was able to break away from those sinkings little by little means that beauty itself is immovable. In the same way, beauty is the true nature of the human world, and viewers have different views. I know what the goddess has always wanted to say, that the human world has its own Ugliness has its own evil and its own turbidity. But ugliness cannot become beautiful because it is protected. Even if the turbidity is mixed into the clear stream, it cannot change the appearance of the source."
"A turbid current can become pure only if it generates tranquility by itself and abandons the filth. The same is true for people in the world. They must awaken themselves, save themselves, and regenerate themselves. The great road is also the dust, and the light is also the foam. It goes back and forth, and the stillness and movement are suitable. The weak are the use of the Tao. , On the contrary, the movement of Tao is the nature of all things.”
Yao Ji stood there quietly.
She could clearly feel the reviving divine sea of the Taoist sitting in the wind and snow in front of her.
The power of Styx left in his body is slowly dissipating.
But Yao Ji was not surprised.
Those powers of the Styx, or divine powers, are not imprisonment at all.
But something that keeps his life going.
"Have you thought about it?"
Yao Ji looked at the Taoist in front of her calmly.
Liu Sanyue laughed softly and untied the shackles.
"After staying in Huangliang for these days, I probably also want to see what the Taiyi Spring Festival is like."
So it means it's not ready yet.
Yao Ji said nothing more, turned around and walked towards the other end of the Snow-Fengxue Stone Bridge.
Liu Sanyue stood there quietly.
He raised his head and looked towards the world.
He felt like something was watching him.
But that was not Da Siming, nor was he Donghuang Taiyi.
But the River Styx.
The River Styx hanging high above the human world.
Liu Sanyue lowered his head and restrained those auras, so the prying eyes disappeared.
...
"How many years does a human generation last? It takes a hundred years! These bastards have to tell you about the old millet and rotten sesame seeds from a thousand years ago! They are simply unruly! They are ignorant! They are all fucking traitors!"
"It's so stupid!"
"A bunch of idiots!"
In the Fengxue Palace, the angry curses of His Majesty the Emperor were constantly heard from the meeting hall.
The attendants outside the palace kept their eyes and noses in check, bracing themselves against the wind and snow, pretending to be old and deaf, unable to hear clearly.
The anger of the world often comes from being poked into some painful spots.
So this kind of anger, probably that sore foot, really hurts.
The current emperor's lineage is indeed in an unfair position, but it is a pity that the truth was taken to the Styx by Zuo Cheng, and no one knows whether it is true or not.
It's just that people rarely talk about these things in a big way.
After all, we have to save some face for the emperor's family, not to mention that this person named Lanli is just Da Feng accompanying the emperor.
The real majesty is the Demon Emperor Shenhe from the north.
In the past, people would naturally not talk about these meaningless things.
But obviously, the significance now comes.
After the arrival of the goddess, Huang Liang stood on his own feet and accompanied the emperor to taste the throne for the first time.
He gave up the good words that his ancestors had said for countless years and couldn't wait to climb up. However, someone stood behind him, picked up a stick and hit him on the leg.
The truth that His Majesty the Emperor was a cripple was revealed in an instant.
The man holding the stick is a scholar named Fang Zhiqiu.
Scholars scold others the most harshly, and hitting them is also extremely painful.
The wind and snow blew past the slightly opened door of the palace, and a certain snowflake brought by the goddess fell on an old man standing with his back to the door.
The old man who used to be Feng Chang and is now Ling Yin frowned slightly and looked at the emperor who was jumping on the stage and cursing people.
It really looked like someone had hit him in the leg with a stick.
Those dirty words continued in the temple.
This made this old man who once again assumed the position of Ling Yin after more than two thousand years couldn't help but be a little curious.
Your Majesty, how many years have you been holding back these dirty words?
Probably starting from the time he ascended the throne.
People who always say good things naturally feel bad.
Perhaps on some nights, His Majesty the Emperor would toss and turn alone in the darkness of the palace, cursing the world's bastards and stupid people.
But Master Ling Yin didn't say anything, he just saluted respectfully and hid his frown.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. The world is stupid. However, they have been taught by Xuanxuyuan for many years and they know the principle of replacement. You must not anger the world and lose the support of the people. Even if the goddess protects you, it will be rare in the world."
Lanli, who was wearing a black and red imperial robe, stood there angrily, looked at Ling Yin in the palace, and said coldly: "How to replace him?"
Naturally, Ling Yin would not be stupid enough to answer such a question. He just stood there quietly with his hands folded and his body bent.
There are many things that everyone knows well.
Maybe it's what Beitai said - wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.
Lanli breathed heavily for a long time, and finally calmed down a bit, and returned to the emperor's chair to sit down.
His eyes looked coldly at the wind and snow outside the palace.
After a long time, he looked at His Highness Ling Yin again.
"How should orphans be dealt with?"
Ling Yin pondered for a while and said slowly: "There is nothing but a big rumor in the world. Your Majesty can summon Han Chan in the name of his own clan, give him the surname Lan, write another genealogy, and treat him as the emperor's uncle. In this way, if the world does not recognize your Majesty, they will It is also rejecting the origin of Han Chan, and treating him as the emperor's uncle can also prevent future troubles. The uncle has always usurped the nephew's throne, which is even more unfair."
Lanli stared blankly at the elders in the palace, and probably figured out the reason. After a long time, he relaxed his brows and said with great amazement: "Okay!"
Lanli stood up from the emperor's chair and walked quickly to Ling Yin. He was not angry at all, but patted the old man on the shoulder with great pleasure.
"Ai Qing should be the pillar of Chu!"
Lord Ling Yin bent down slightly and said respectfully: "I am a minister of the king, and my loyalty to the king is highly praised by the king, but I am ashamed of myself."
"Hahaha, you deserve it."
Lanli breathed a long sigh of relief and walked outside the hall. Looking at the white-haired attendants outside the hall, he patted their shoulders to encourage them.
"Everyone should look at this world together with Gu."
The attendants responded submissively.
Lan Li stood in the wind and snow for a long time, probably feeling like an emperor looking down on the world, and then looked back at Ling Yin, who was still in the palace.
"In preparation for the move, Gu wants to summon Gu's clan uncle."
Lan Li's voice was chilly.
Anger is just being covered up, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist anymore.
...
Yao Ji stood quietly in front of King Chu's palace.
The sword was still stuck in the door.
Lingtai.
The sword of Mo Jian Cliff.
Yao Ji looked at the sword in silence, saying or doing nothing.
Of course she can pull out the sword.
But she won't.
Maybe not.
Although the spiritual platform is now the Sword of Kamigawa, in the final analysis, it is a sword that someone once used.
So she just stood quietly.
Naturally, she also heard the sounds in the Huangliang Meeting Hall behind King Chu's Palace.
But Lan Li is not the only one who is in a bad mood today.
So does she.
Yao Ji stood there thoughtfully.
Maybe I chose the wrong person from the beginning.
Yes, that is Liu Sanyue, Liu Sanyue who has a smooth journey, Liu Sanyue who is a proud son of the Taoist family.
What's more, this is a young man who is only twenty-six years old.
He is still at an age when his eyes are bright.
People with light in their eyes are difficult to convince, whether they are right or wrong.
They sincerely and sincerely believe in whatever they believe.
Liu Sanyue has walked on the streets of the world again.
This is a little-known ordinary story in the night.
It's like I fell asleep by chance, and when I woke up, I was still me.
But who isn't?
Yao Ji thought calmly.
She also took a nap.
Wake up and I am me.
Compatibility is unattainable.
So he insisted on having his own way, so he made a desperate move.
Guliu has its own meaning.
