For You Chunshan, all the experiences he had when he came to Tiangongsi felt like he had entered a new world - all the past rules seemed to no longer exist, and everything had to start again.
Especially after waking up, when sitting on the cliff, looking at the Tiangong officials busy around, there will always be a very strange feeling.
He didn't know how to describe such a mood.
Maybe he turned into a fish and swam from the East China Sea into a larger and deeper sea.
Maybe he turned into a bird and went from one mountain to a bigger mountain.
It is clear that the top of the head is the dome walls soaked with rain and mist that can be seen when looking up, but such a young man always feels that there is an infinite vastness below.
It's like there are thousands of worlds.
He couldn't help but think about it sometimes.
More than two thousand years ago, a man riding an ox walked out of the customs alone and looked at the scene of the human world.
He didn't know why he always thought of such things.
Probably because his brain was opened by Atractylodes Atractylodes and he saw the sky outside the pumpkin, he became accustomed to wandering around in the sky.
Of course, the most intuitive reason for all those random thoughts is probably from Baizhu, who seems to be very old-fashioned, but always comes up with many things that the world cannot understand.
From the very beginning, he looked like a human doctor with his medical skills, to later he held an ax and said he wanted to cut open his head to treat him, and there were also many weird instruments stored among the cliffs - You Chunshan could not describe those things. What are they used for? It doesn't look like a human medical hospital, with shelves full of medicines and cabinets filled with strong-smelling medicinal materials. It's more like some workbench used to cut oneself into pieces.
You Chunshan still remembers that after he could no longer move his legs, Bai Shu took the Tiangong officials and used strange instruments to cut open the flesh on his legs. After studying for a while, he told himself, The meridians on the legs were completely necrotic and there was no way to cure them.
You Chunshan was still looking at his legs melancholy. When he turned around, he saw Bai Shu holding a big saw, saying that he wanted to cut off his legs first and then replace him with a new one.
At that time, this young man from Donghai was still thinking about where to get a new one. Should he cut one off from someone else and reattach it to himself?
Until he saw an official not far away, who picked up a dark stick with some weird and subtle lines from nowhere.
stick?
You Chunshan was still thinking at the time, was he going to knock himself out first?
Until Baizhu held the bamboo-like stick with a cold metallic luster and made gestures on his leg for a while.
You Chunshan stepped back with his only remaining leg as if he was frightened.
He finally understood that Bai Zhu was planning to saw off his leg and attach an iron leg to him.
Bai Shu told You Chunshan very sincerely that this is a leg cast by the art of Ji Kuo, with Taoist inscriptions engraved on it. Now that you have immortal energy in your body, you can use it to drive the Tao Wen to operate, stimulate Ji Kuo, and ensure that you are better than him. His previous leg worked better.
Of course, it was impossible for You Chunshan to be deceived by just a few words.
There is no stick that can be used as a leg, even though that stick does look like a human leg bone.
Bai Zhu was probably very sorry, saying that You Chunshan was a frog in the well.
"I don't believe in that stuff."
You Chunshan spoke to Nan Dao and Yu Chaoyun about this matter very sadly.
"How can the art of Jikuo be so magical?"
It's just that the complaints of the young man from Donghai were not echoed by the two of them, which made him look weird.
"Is it really possible?"
Nan Dao looked at Yu Chaoyun, who pondered for a while and said sincerely: "A thousand years ago, Emperor Li Asan combined the art of Jikuo with Taoism on human armor."
You Chunshan was silent and looked down at his legs.
After a long time, You Chunshan raised his head, looked at the slowly retreating Siya alleys on both sides, and said softly: "Do I really want to get a leg like that?"
Nan Dao walked quietly aside holding an umbrella, perhaps thinking about Liu Qinghe's words.
An extremely bold idea emerged from his mind.
The young man stopped and looked silently at the office building not far ahead with a lantern hanging in the rain and mist.
"It's probably not about the legs anymore."
You Chunshan looked back at the young uncle, and thought of something. He took a deep breath and showed a very shocked look.
...
Liu Qinghe finished reading the case files and cleaned his pear blossom courtyard, and then slowly walked out of the Heavenly Prison with his hands behind his back and a faint smile.
Huaidu may have indeed smelled some rumors. After all, in recent days, there have been extremely frequent movements among the major offices in Huaidu, especially the Minister of War. People can often see this adult running around everywhere.
Therefore, although Sophora Capital is still as peaceful and prosperous as ever, there are always many whispers among the noise of the market.
Some people may still not understand why His Majesty returned to Huaidu for nearly a month before finally starting to take measures for the war in the south.
People in the world have different opinions. Although most of the guesses are too arbitrary and one-sided, there are naturally some who have guessed some truth.
"Could something happen to the goddess in the south?"
How do people in the world know things in heaven?
It's just that the goddess was born, the goddess patrolled the north, and the goddess died. Stories related to such an ancient Chu goddess can always arouse the curiosity of the world.
People gradually gathered around the corner, wanting to hear what happened.
That person probably saw that his wild guess attracted so many people, and felt a little proud. Even though he didn't know anything, he coughed twice mysteriously, cleared his throat, and then lowered his voice. The voice said softly:
"Don't go out and spread rumors. This is what a distant cousin of mine from the south came to tell me some time ago."
Everyone nodded obediently.
Even Liu Qinghe walked over with a strange look on his face and stood calmly at the edge of the crowd, leaning against the wall to hear what "inside story" that person knew.
"Actually, Cong Ren has never died."
Probably with the idea of never giving up without surprising anyone, the man calmed down Liu Qinghe as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Even the laughter in the bush is not dead. In fact, the Sword Sect in the human world has deceived everyone. They can also practice Buddhism, are proficient in the six magical powers, and are well versed in mustard seeds and Sumeru. In the Sword Sect's garden, such a tree On top of the peach trees that have remained undefeated for thousands of years, a Buddhist kingdom of peach blossoms has been built..."
The man was talking eloquently, and he seemed to be getting excited and excited. He even used his hands and feet to vividly tell the story of the South in the three-foot corner that everyone had given him, and he suddenly raised his finger and pointed. In the sky, it is said that this is such a Buddhist country, and suddenly it seems that I have walked among the branches of that peach blossom Buddhist country.
"How are you, my lady goddess?"
The man may have thought that he was the Three Swordsmen of the South, standing solemnly by the wall with his hands behind his back, looking like an aloof swordsman.
Then she changed into the appearance of a cold goddess, which seemed to be filled with surprise.
"Cong Ren, you're not dead yet?"
'Cong Ren' raised his head slightly and looked at the peach blossom as big as the sky in front of him. As if everything was expected, he said matter-of-factly: "Cong has been in the Buddhist country for a long time. How can he dare to go to the underworld easily without the goddess coming?" river?"
The 'goddess' looked surprised, and then said with a sneer: "Man and God have been separated for two thousand years, and the world has not seen ghosts and gods for a long time, but they actually regard high cliffs as beautiful. It is simply ridiculous."
'Cong Ren' just said calmly: "Beauty or not can only be known after seeing it. But someone has a sword that comes from the sky. Please ask the goddess to observe it."
"Then the sword of Haoran came up from the sky and cut down the peach blossoms of the Buddhist kingdom. This sword actually cut the umbrella in the hand of the goddess into two halves. The goddess was shocked..."
Everyone was listening with interest when they suddenly saw that the man seemed to have seen something very surprising, and he stopped talking.
"What happened after the goddess was shocked? Tell me quickly!"
A group of people were there urging me.
The man just bowed to the particularly abrupt black-robed figure in the corner of the crowd with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"I've met the prison master."
The crowd didn't know that this man had seen Liu Qinghe standing there, and thought he was still singing there, and everyone was confused.
"How come you have met the prison master? Could it be that Liu Qinghe, the prison master of the Heavenly Prison, is actually Cong Ren?"
The passers-by asked in confusion.
But the man just stood there with a bitter look on his face.
Perhaps everyone finally realized something was wrong at this point, and turned to look in the direction where the man was saluting just now. Sure enough, they saw Liu Qinghe standing there with a slight smile, like a great ape peeping at a white flower.
In fact, the boundary between dreams and wakefulness is sometimes blurred.
Just like people really regard the sentence "I have seen the prison lord" as an existence in the story.
Liu Qinghe just smiled slightly and said: "What happened after the goddess was shocked?"
"..."
Liu Qinghe was probably very free indeed, so free that he could listen to such nonsense on the street, and even ask with interest what the story would be.
Only Liu Qinghe dared to ask, but the man didn't dare to talk nonsense.
He stood there mumbling a little, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I don't know what happened after that. My distant cousin came to Huadu that day and left in a hurry before he finished talking."
Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "How did your distant cousin know the story of the Sword Sect's Peach Blossom Buddha Kingdom?"
The man looked somewhat proud at this point.
"Because he is Hu Lu, the last disciple of the Master Congren Sect of the Human Sword Sect."
Liu Qinghe looked at the man with a strange expression and said, "Then what's your name? Hugua?"
"Nonsense, Lord Prisoner."
So are you saying that Liu Qinghe is talking nonsense, or that his name is nonsense?
Liu Qinghe didn't ask either. He probably felt that such an unresolved question would be more interesting if he didn't ask it clearly. He turned around and left with a smile.
The black-robed prison master hadn't gone very far when the chatter in the corner started again.
"Don't leave. Although my cousin left, he didn't say he didn't come back later, right? He later told me the story of how the goddess was shocked..."
...
Liu Qinghe walked through the streets and alleys of Huaidu, but he heard a lot of such rumors, all kinds of strange and everything.
The Lord of Hell didn't say anything.
After all, Heavenly Prison is not a ghost-suppressing department. If a big ghost appears in Huaidu, they can step in and take care of it, but it is naturally up to them to decide what the world wants to say.
After all, Liu Sanyue was the illegitimate son of Liu Qinghe and Shenhe. Liu Qinghe didn't even care about it, let alone the speculations about the southern story.
It's just that there are some things that they guessed correctly.
After all, Huaian has maintained an extremely restrained attitude since the Huangliang Taiyi Spring Festival, and has never set foot in those places where divine power and divine light are beneficial. Now that he is suddenly deploying troops on a large scale, it is natural for the world to think of this.
Liu Qinghe raised his head and looked at the sky on earth, thinking with great sadness and sigh.
The goddess is probably indeed dead.
But this is a story that has nothing to do with the human world.
How can Cong Renhe De be able to kill the goddess?
Of course Liu Qinghe only listened to it as some market gossip.
The Lord of Hell walked all the way through the high and low alleys of Sophora City, and walked to the palace as if crossing mountains and ridges.
Demon Emperor Shenhe, who has been the co-owner of the human world for thousands of years, is standing by the Shengming Pond in the palace. He is watching the locust leaves at the end of June passing through the pavilion near the palace road and falling among them. He doesn't know what he is thinking. Something.
Shengming Pool is a pool with an extremely ancient history in Sophora Capital.
When the Great Dao was born for a thousand years, Emperor Huai held a banquet for the world to ask questions in Huaidu, and the location was around Shengming Pond.
Although Tsing Yi had been invincible for decades at that time, the title of No. 1 in the world still belonged to Hangu Guan. Mojian Cliff really defeated Hangu Guan when Qingyi drew his sword and broke through the sky, and Baiyi ascended the mountain. What happened after Ya killed all eight hundred gates.
It's just that Mojianya was already quite aloof back then. Even Hangu Guan would give Emperor Huai a face and let those people from Beigu come to the banquet. Only Mojianya said shit, and to this Turn a blind eye.
The words that did not deceive the young people in the world were said by Chen Yunxi, who was still twenty-five years old, in a pavilion in Shengmingchi during the banquet of Emperor Huai.
This is probably the vastness of human time.
Even after thousands of years, there are always endings of some stories that still pass through the long years, exuding a few lingering sounds in the old place where things and people have changed.
Of course, when Chen Yunxi said such words, did he think that many years later, he would become a person like Emperor Huai who would go his own way?
He is bullying the young people in the world.
Kamigawa stood there quietly, as if he had fallen into a long meditation. By the Shengming Pond, of course, there was more than just Chen Yunxi's story.
This emperor obtained the imperial power in Huai'an by the pool. At that time, Li Asan fell to his death from a high cliff. The demon clan came south, and the dragons in Huai'an were leaderless. A few years later, such a great demon in the world calmly walked into Huaidu, passing through that fashionable and low-rise world.
Li Asan can do this for the throne, so there is no reason why Kamigawa can't do it for him.
Therefore, a disciple of the Minister of Rites, who was expelled because of Li Asan's suspicion, entered Sophora Capital decades later, suppressed Sophora Capital, and sat on such an emperor's throne.
Perhaps because he was young at that time and admired the Emperor of the Underworld who only wanted to be free of human beings, Shenhe was wearing the imperial robe beside the Shengming Pond where Emperor Huai held a banquet. People who come to the banquet late are like ordinary people.
Kamigawa looked at it silently for a long time, but suddenly sighed melancholy.
There was a rustle behind me, like the sound of falling leaves on the gravel path.
Liu Qinghe appeared next to Shenhe with a slight smile and said, "Why is your Majesty sighing today?"
Kamigawa stood by the pool with his hands behind his hands and said slowly: "Thousands of years have passed, but no one can still clearly explain the merits and demerits of Emperor Huai and Emperor Hou. As an emperor, it is natural to feel emotional."
Liu Qinghe also calmed down a bit and looked quietly at the Shengming Pond filled with mist in front of him - the best is as good as water, and the world is misty. This kind of vision is the reason why it was called Shengming Pool in ancient times.
But in fact, Dao Sheng later elaborated on this, probably because of the special structure under the pool.
It's just that probably no emperor would choose to tell the world about such things.
"Even a human being has his own right and wrong that are hard to explain over a hundred years, let alone an emperor?"
Liu Qinghe looked at it for a long time and spoke very calmly, which probably meant that he could stand and talk without pain in his back.
Or maybe he really doesn't care about these things.
As the Lord of Hell, he has been criticized thousands of times by the world. What the world thinks of him is indeed no longer important.
Kamigawa said nothing more, as if the emperor he just lamented was just an illusion of the world.
Of course there is no woman as cold as an iceberg in the world, so we cannot say that she is as enthusiastic as the sunset.
Even though what Liu Qinghe had heard on the street before described Cong Ren as aloof and arrogant, and the goddess as cold and indifferent, although it actually did not fit the style of those two people, it was just that two people like that had never had such an attitude.
Of course His Majesty, who holds the peace of the world in his hands, can sigh.
The two stood quietly by the pool for a long time, and then they raised their heads to look at the sky.
"Has the incident in Nanke Town come to an end?"
Kamikawa said calmly.
Looking at the sky and talking about the world is probably the common attitude of people in the world.
Liu Qinghe stood there, nodded slowly, and said, "The blacksmith is indeed missing."
Kamigawa narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
Liu Qinghe laughed softly.
"To me, not to me, I cut my heart and forget myself, so I climbed to the gate of heaven and went up to heaven to see what is going on. It is undeniable that the story on the twelfth floor is indeed very tempting. When I was a human, I wanted to become an immortal. When I was born on earth, I wanted to go to heaven."
This Lord of Hell, who specializes in hunting down people on the twelfth floor, stood by the pool and smiled brightly.
"Although such a sentence may not really be a sarcastic statement - if you don't want to become an immortal when you are a human being, and you don't want to go to heaven when you are born on earth, then the world will always stop in place. But those people probably really don't think that there are some ways, from It’s false from beginning to end.”
Kamigawa raised his head and looked at the sky quietly, and the black ape beside him smiled and said.
"How can there be Bai Yujing in the sky?"
"It's just a madman's fantasy before he freezes to death on a snowy night."
