Yu Chaoyun, a girl from Qingtian Dao, stopped at the stone steps going downwards. You Chunshan sat aside holding his wooden sword. Maybe it was because the bottom of Huaido was a little wet, or maybe he felt that he came to see the doctor. Yes, there must be some symptoms of the patient.
In short, this young man from Donghai has a cough.
"Do you know what I thought of when I saw these things last night?"
Yu Chaoyun, who was looking down there, suddenly turned back and looked at You Chunshan.
The young man from Donghai, who was coughing and thinking about something, raised his head, looked at Yu Chaoyun and asked curiously: "What?"
"It was Chinese New Year when I was a child. My mother was steaming bacon on the stove. The pot was filled with steam. Under the pot were many red-hot fire cubes. They were shiny and red, just like now."
You Chunshan lowered his head and looked down, somewhat speechless.
Probably no one from the Tiangong Department would have thought that someone would compare them to a big stove.
You Chunshan actually couldn't figure out why Jiang Shanxue wanted him to come to Huaidu for medical treatment, but the man from Tianjing wanted him to come to Tiangong Division.
Yesterday, the heavenly warden brought them here and asked them to wait here. Then he walked alone to the buildings that looked like fires at the bottom of the stove. He has not come back until now.
You Chunshan didn't know how long it had been.
When you look up from the bottom of Sophora Capital, you will see the dim dome walls instead of the sky. There may be some light hanging on them, but this young man from the East China Sea still doesn't know whether the lights hanging along the dome walls represent daytime or not. dark night.
You Chunshan yawned and rubbed his face with his palms, trying to eliminate some sleepiness. After all, he was really just a human being who would get hungry and sleepy.
Yu Chaoyun on the side, perhaps out of some girlish curiosity, was still energetic, looking around on tiptoes with his hands behind his back.
The Tiangong Division is certainly huge.
Those steaming buildings have been spreading towards extremely far places underground. Yu Chaoyun sometimes wonders, does it actually extend to the foot of Qingtian Road?
But probably not that exaggerated.
When the Qingtian Dao girl heard those yawns, she turned back and looked at You Chunshan beside her.
"Are you hungry?"
You Chunshan turned around and looked at the top of the stone steps. The locust trees were all on top. Even the bottom of the locust trees was very high up. The two of them were sitting on the upper platform of the Tiangong Department. In fact, they seemed to be hanging alone in the middle of the cliff. It's a long way down, and it's a long way up.
When the two of them followed the Heavenly Prisoner all the way down and stopped at this stone step to wait, the stone steps going up were retracted at some point, and You Chunshan loomed faintly. On those cliffs, I saw a lot of water flowing downwards, and black structures that shrank in.
Hearing Yu Chaoyun's question at this time, You Chunshan also sighed and said: "There is no way up, what can we do if we are hungry?"
Yu Chaoyun looked up at the extremely high dome walls seriously, thought for a while, and said, "I might try to fly up, but my level is not very high, and I might fall off halfway."
This Qingtian Dao girl's realm is indeed not high.
You Chunshan thought for a while and said, "If my uncle..."
As soon as Yu Chaoyun heard these words, he turned his head away.
Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard chants sutras.
You Chunshan talked there to himself for a long time, then sighed softly and said, "I don't know where he is in Huaidu now. I originally wanted to find him first."
Only then did Yu Chaoyun turn around, looked at You Chunshan and said helplessly: "Then if you haven't found your so-called uncle, you will never see a doctor?"
You Chunshan scratched his head, speechless.
Although he knew that this was a strong argument, You Chunshan had no intention of arguing.
At this moment, on the stone path filled with water vapor going downwards, the Heavenly Prisoner who had left earlier finally slowly came back.
You Chunshan quickly stood up, holding his wooden sword, he looked at the heavenly warder politely and asked, "How are you doing, sir?"
The unknown Heavenly Warden just shook his head and said: "I don't know, the prison master's souvenir has been conveyed to the Secretary. Someone from the Heavenly Works Division will come to pick you up later, you should stay here." , don’t wander around.”
Although You Chunshan regretted not hearing anything immediately, he still nodded sincerely.
"Okay, thank you sir."
Some machine sounds were heard in the distance again, and the long steps going up were once again pulled up by countless tight iron ropes. You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun were both looking at it in amazement. When they were above, I haven't noticed it yet, but I can probably see it more clearly now.
The black robe went upwards.
Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan slowly withdrew their gaze.
This young man from the East China Sea said something strange to what the heavenly warden had just said: "It's just a matter of handing over a souvenir. Does it take so long?"
Yu Chaoyun thought for a while and said: "Maybe the Tiangong Division is also hesitant, maybe they are not sure about figuring out your problem?"
You Chunshan shook his head, coughed twice more, and then sat down on the stone steps again with his wooden sword in his arms.
The young man from Donghai became worried again, perhaps because of his thoughts. He even felt a dull pain in his head. Jiang Shanxue said that there was something wrong with his head, but where was the problem?
You Chunshan put the wooden sword in his hand aside, put his head in his hands and began to rub it.
When Yu Chaoyun saw this scene, he asked in shock: "What's wrong with you? Do you have a headache?"
You Chunshan shook his head and said, "No, I'm just a little uneasy."
Yu Chaoyun finally felt relieved.
Along the way from Qingtian Road, this young man from Donghai fell on the ground countless times. It was probably just like Jiang Shanxue said, there might be something wrong with his head. Yu Chaoyun couldn't help but pay attention to the problem with You Chunshan's head. Seeing This scene naturally made him a little worried.
The two of them waited there for a while, and then finally saw an official from the Tiangong Department walking up. He looked at You Chunshan for a long time, and then said with a strange expression: "The chief is waiting for you in the department, please come with me." Let me do it."
You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun quickly followed him. After walking a few steps, the young man from Donghai remembered his sword again and ran to pick it up.
The two of them walked all the way into the increasingly thick and deep water vapor, but there was a very violent rumbling sound behind them.
You Chunshan looked back and saw that the stone steps going upward were descending continuously.
The young man from Donghai stopped there in a daze.
Yu Chaoyun looked back at You Chunshan and the stone steps descending, and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
You Chunshan didn't speak for a long time, just stood there quietly and watched.
That was probably not a big deal. When the Heavenly Warden left earlier, those stone steps sank like this.
You Chunshan was fashionable and emotionless, but for some reason, at the moment when he was about to go to the Tiangong Division, he felt an inexplicable feeling of deep sadness in his mind.
He didn't know why.
Perhaps it was the image of everything collapsing that gave him a rushed and sad feeling of no return.
You Chunshan watched for a long time, until everything sank, leaving only an empty, helpless, and unreachable cliff shore behind him.
The young man turned back, took a deep breath, smiled, and said softly: "Let's go."
Yu Chaoyun looked at You Chunshan deeply for a long time, with a hint of pity in his eyes.
He just followed him without saying anything.
...
Tiangongsi probably makes people think of stoves and things like hot pot.
Among those large government offices and government buildings with scorching light, there is a high-hanging stone platform.
Many people were walking hurriedly below, looking very busy.
You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun couldn't help but think of what they heard above Huaidu about Huaidu being stagnant and the Tiangong Department being repaired.
It's a pity that they arrived a little late and did not see the legendary Sophora Capital, which sits on the ground and travels hundreds of miles at a time.
The official from the Tiangong Department seemed to be familiar with it. He walked through the stone paths neatly and walked onto the stone platform where various government offices were crowded.
Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan looked around without sighing and hurriedly followed.
There may not be rain in Sophora Capital, but this area under the dome wall at the lower level of Sophora Capital is filled with very strong moisture. The two of them couldn't help but feel that they were walking in a boiling hot pot, and the Tiangong Division also It does have some very warm and smoky heat.
The three of them walked all the way through the narrow alleys with downward eaves and corners, and stopped in front of a courtyard that was not spacious. The courtyard door was open, and there was a short courtyard with some red doors on the side. There seemed to be some human voices inside the flowers. The official stood at the door of the courtyard and motioned for You Chunshan to walk in.
This young man from the East China Sea silently looked at this extremely ordinary courtyard in an extremely unusual building. Perhaps he was too uneasy, which made him a little suffocated and a little dizzy.
Yu Chaoyun on the side noticed You Chunshan's somewhat confused eyes, pinched the Tao Jue, and blew some cool breeze. This made You Chunshan feel better, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the yard.
Yu Chaoyun also subconsciously wanted to follow her in, but the official stopped her and said seriously: "I'm sorry, Master, the boss said that only he will be allowed in."
Although Yu Chaoyun had only left the border, the official still politely used the words "Zhenzhen", which are often used to describe upper-level practitioners, and his sincerity was naturally full, perhaps because of the face of the Qingtian Taoist dress.
But this girl still felt a little regretful.
But he didn't force his way in. He just nodded and said, "Sorry, I don't know."
When You Chunshan heard that Yu Chaoyun could not come in, he hesitated for a while, then came back and handed her the wooden sword in his arms.
Yu Chaoyun looked at You Chunshan with some confusion.
The young man from Donghai just smiled melancholy.
"If my illness cannot be cured, please give this sword to my uncle and tell him that he helped me gather my energy during that time."
Along the way from the East China Sea to the north, the young man under the umbrella was always practicing vigorously.
You Chunshan naturally knew that was unnecessary.
Probably that young man really wanted to help him find those auras.
It was true that the young people wanted to reverse their so-called bad luck, and it was also true that they wanted to become a swordsman.
Of course there are always regrets in life.
Clearly everything is uncertain.
But Yu Chaoyun seemed to have seen that very profound light of regret in You Chunshan's eyes.
The young man didn't wait for Yu Chaoyun's agreement, but turned his head and walked towards the depths of the yard.
Of course, entrustment does not necessarily mean acceptance.
Just like Jiang Shanxue's previous commissions.
Maybe the young man and the others really stayed in the East China Sea to help him find Chen Huaifeng. That would be a good thing, but if they didn't find him, there would be nothing wrong with him.
The same is true of You Chunshan's entrustment to Yu Chaoyun.
Yu Chaoyun wanted to say something else, but the official stepped forward and slowly closed the courtyard door.
Then he turned around and looked at the young Taoist cultivator of Qingtian Dao, and said very politely: "There are many resting places in Tiangong Division. You can stay here if you want, or you can go back up there."
Yu Chaoyun did not answer, but stood there with the wooden sword engraved with something about young people, young boys, Gao Ya, and looking at the gap in the courtyard door for a long time.
You can vaguely see some shadows moving forward inside.
And the story of the hasty intersection seems to have ended.
After a long time, the girl seemed to wake up from a dream, and turned to look at the official from the Tiangong Department.
"Take me there."
She didn't say where she was going.
...
The stories inside and outside the door are probably always different.
Those sounds came from the door in front of me.
You Chunshan was actually a little surprised that the Tiangong Division was such a huge and majestic organization, but the place where the head of the division was located was just a simple courtyard.
However, those reveries were quickly interrupted by some quarrels inside.
You Chunshan couldn't hear what the people inside were arguing about. Maybe it had something to do with him. He seemed to suddenly understand why the warder waited so long before returning.
Is my illness really an incurable disease?
You Chunshan's body started to tremble. He stood in front of the door and squeezed his thigh hard before he finally stopped the trembling. However, the bone-chilling chill caused by fear still made him feel uncomfortable. His hands and feet were cold.
He raised his hand stiffly and knocked lightly on the door.
So the moment the knock on the door rang, the quarrel in the room disappeared.
You Chunshan didn't know why, but at that moment, his mind went blank.
That kind of silence makes people feel more unknown fear than some noisy quarrels.
It seemed as if someone had opened the door, and someone seemed to be standing in front of him.
You Chunshan couldn't think for a while, he just stood there blankly, like a newborn child, unable to see the worldly definition and meaning of things from the essence of them.
In all the trance, he seemed to hear the man asking him something.
It's just that he couldn't analyze the meaning of the words, so he heard everything clearly, but it seemed as if he didn't hear anything.
You Chunshan just stood there blankly.
There was another person sitting in the room.
...
"In the next thousand years, the most powerful people in the world will never be the Heavenly Prisoners or the Ministers. They will be the heads of the Tiangong Department."
Liu Qinghe sat on the path of Tianyou Pear Garden, looked at the pot of wine that was boiling in front of him, and said with a smile.
Opposite the low table was a young man holding an umbrella and carrying two swords.
Although Nan Dao was taken away by the people from Heavenly Prison, he was not imprisoned.
People who can enter the Heavenly Prison often cannot get out of such a dark and deep place, like the night falling on the earth.
Just like what Liu Qinghe and Song Yingxin said at the beginning.
Heavenly Prison will not arrest young people.
So where Meixiyu was at the beginning, Nandao was also there.
The young man sat there in silence, looking at the pot of wine that was brewing in front of him. He was holding an umbrella in one hand, and the other was hanging loosely on his knees - a piece of white flowers falling on his clothes was trembling.
The young man could raise his hand and draw his sword at any time.
Liu Qinghe didn't care about the young man's posture, just like Lu Xiaoer didn't care about You Chunshan's posture.
These are non-threatening things.
"What do you mean, sir, when you tell me this?"
After a long time, Nan Dao said in a deep voice.
Liu Qinghe chuckled softly and said: "Because some things are beyond our expectations, some of the things originally agreed with him can only be changed in another way."
At the beginning, Liu Qinghe and Song Yingxin promised that if the Siwu Demon Mansion came forward to arrest the boy, he would transfer him to Dali Temple. The Tiangong Division could just go there to ask for the boy.
But Liu Qinghe probably didn't expect that the purpose of Shuizi Ping was never to let the Minister of War die, but to let this young man die.
So in the end he had to bring the young man to hell.
Nan Dao silently looked at the tall Liu Qinghe in front of him. He had always thought that Chen Huaifeng was already tall enough. Unexpectedly, the prison master of the Heavenly Prison was much taller than him. When he was sitting there, he was 16 years old. The young man was not much shorter when he stood, and with his large black robes stacked on top of each other, he looked like a black ape who had been sitting quietly.
So why is it not called Liuheiyuan but Liubaiyuan?
Liu Qinghe didn't know what the young man was thinking, so he just continued: "The head of the Tiangong Department is very interested in you. It will be very beneficial to you in the future if you go and meet him."
When the young man heard these words, he understood why this man suddenly talked about the Tiangong Division.
But the young man didn't say anything, he just sat there quietly.
If someone is very interested in you, it will always make people think of some very dark things.
Liu Qinghe didn't pay attention and just looked at the boy quietly.
He might have thought that the young man would say something like - you have never believed in me, how can I trust you?
It’s just that the boy didn’t.
He just sat under the black umbrella, looking down at the white flowers falling on his clothes, then looked up at Liu Qinghe and said self-deprecatingly: "Do you think I have a choice?"
Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and then laughed softly.
"Of course."
