The prime minister didn't know why he was crying.
He didn't look back, he just lowered his head calmly, looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and said lightly: "Aren't you going to run?"
The children behind may be looking away in fear, maybe playing with the corners of their clothes with their heads down, or maybe hiding behind a collapsed courtyard wall.
The prime minister didn't go to see it, so he didn't know. He was just guessing.
"My friends and I were playing hide and seek. After waiting for a long time, they didn't come to me. When I came out, I found that everyone had run away."
The child paused for a moment, sniffed, and continued: "I have no choice but to continue hiding here."
The prime minister was silent for a while and said: "You can't blame others, I can only blame you for hiding too well. If you hide poorly, they will definitely catch you when they escape."
The child said nothing more.
The Prime Minister sat there and waited for a long time. He raised his head and took a sip of wine. He turned around. Unfortunately, he did not see the figure of such a child, but only some houses and courtyard walls that collapsed when the mountains cracked.
The scholar in white was silent for a while, then said softly to the ruins: "Are you still there?"
Unfortunately no one answered.
The prime minister lowered his head and opened the pot of wine in his hand. According to his appearance, there was a lot of blood on the white clothes.
The minister didn't notice these things at first.
On top of those old bloodstains, there are many bright blood colors, like newly blooming plum blossoms.
The scholar in white looked at the drinks with some confusion.
He clearly didn't kill anyone, so why was there blood on his clothes?
If the life and death of the entire South must fall on him, why is there only such a little blood on his body?
The Prime Minister crushed the jug in his hand, then walked slowly along the long street, and picked up another jug of wine on the street. This time he did not open the lid, but looked up at the sky and drank quietly.
It wasn't until a certain splash of blood fell from a high street on a wine flag in front of Qing Xiang that the scholar finally understood why there was so much fresh blood in his body. .
Yes.
Sometimes it won't rain, but it will snow and there will be blood.
The minister stood there quietly for a long time.
When the child probably saw the blood on the scholar in white, he ran away in a hurry and hid.
I'm sulking. I won't tell you and let you guess.
The prime minister looked back at that street again, but unfortunately he still didn't see a sneaky figure poking around.
Or maybe in fact such a child does not exist, it is just the fantasy of this scholar in some painful struggles.
I fantasize that some stories are not so heavy, and that some left-behind people can still chat with me peacefully.
Until he saw the blood on his body.
The Prime Minister looked in silence for a long time, then turned his head again and continued to move forward.
The streets and lanes of the city in the mountains are naturally undulating.
Qing Mingming was just walking down a long, quiet street, but countless fires suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Then it burned blazingly in the human world ahead - Shanyue City had probably made some plans after the city was broken.
The sword cultivators who had broken off their backs went all the way to the north, igniting all the stored kerosene along the way. It was undeniable that this could indeed stop the advance of the army for some time.
The prime minister stood on the street where he suddenly rose up and then suddenly dropped down. He sat down again, holding the wine bottle and drinking wine, and looked at the sword light, Taoism and people who were shuttled in the fire.
The fire is burning on those eaves and corners. There are many ancient trees in the city in the mountains, so there are naturally many wooden structures in the houses. Once a house with this kind of structure breaks out, it will be unstoppable if no one controls it. The earth burned, swallowing up everything in sight.
Those flames were burning far away, and seemed to be burning right in front of the Prime Minister.
This made the scholar's breathing a little difficult, but he also seemed to feel a lot of relief.
Two clearly extreme emotions have been alternating in Qing Xiang's heart for a long time.
Even someone like Qing Xiang took a long time to finally understand the two meanings in his heart.
What made him breathe hard was naturally his guilt for destroying Huaian Nanfang with his own hands.
And the soft relief was a kind of pleasure born from the hatred.
How many good and evil people are there in the world?
The emotions brought about by the trajectory of all life are the existences that govern good and evil.
The prime minister sometimes felt that when Yao Ji stepped on her robe, she might have seen the ending of many stories clearly.
So I have been a prime minister in white clothes all my life, but from that time on, there were many stains on my robes.
The thousand-year-old scholar looked down at the traces on his robe. Maybe they were the bloody plums that Lu Xiaoer was thinking of, maybe they were the red plums in Tanchun Garden, or maybe they were some plums floating out from the Jianzong Garden. Peach blossom.
The Prime Minister himself didn't know what those were, maybe there wasn't that much reverie, it was just a cruel, bright red blood stain.
When the prime minister raised his head, the originally dark world suddenly became bright for a moment.
The scholar in white suddenly clenched the wine bottle in his hand, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the sword light in the sky.
It was a sword thrown by a man in black robes into the sky in the green mountains north of Shanyue.
Then with one strike of the sword, everything that was extremely dark, set off by the sword light and human mountain fire, instantly became bright.
Qing Xiang suddenly stood up and looked up in disbelief at the sword light that broke through everything.
Maybe I was surprised that it came so suddenly and so timely.
Maybe he was surprised by the meaning of that sword, or maybe it was more.
In short, the scholar stood there in shock, as if he had seen something incredible.
Of course the Prime Minister knew that sword. It was a spiritual platform. Compared with Fang Cun, it was quite slender and agile. However, such a slender sword suppressed all the spells and sword lights in the entire Shanyue City.
The prime minister raised his head and stared at the sword light that brought light back to the world for a long time before finally turning his gaze to the north of Shanyue City.
Some people's swords come quickly, and so do people.
The noise and the splashing of blood that had just begun in the city had not lasted long before a tall man in black robe suddenly came from the distant green mountains.
The entire city on the green hills fell silent at that moment.
So those people who looked at the sword light in the sky in confusion and shock, breaking through everything and heading south, all heard the regretful voice of a certain scholar at that moment.
"I thought it would be Kamigawa."
There was also the gentle voice of a certain great ape that seemed to have a usual smile.
"It doesn't matter, I, Liu Qinghe, am the same."
The Prime Minister stood silently on the street drinking wine, holding a wine flask, and the light in his eyes changed from surprise to a color of regret.
How could this be the same?
Didn't he bring the entire south into such a mess just to meet the human emperor?
It was Liu Qinghe from Heavenly Prison who came.
what is this?
The prime minister drank all the wine and abandoned the flask with some lack of interest.
...
Ximen and Zhuxi stood on the rooftop in the north of Shanyue City in shock.
For the prime minister, seeing Liu Qinghe was undoubtedly an extremely regrettable and unfulfilled event.
But for these two Heavenly Prison deans, or more of the Heavenly Prisoners who were still fighting in the city, seeing Liu Qinghe was undoubtedly an incredible thing.
The two stared blankly at the tall man in black robes with gold patterns walking past a street somewhere below.
The latter raised his head and glanced at the two of them, smiled slightly, and said, "Ximen, Zhuxi?"
Ximen and Zhuxi came back to their senses, hurriedly fell down from the eaves, stopped in front of Liu Qinghe, and bowed respectfully.
"I've met the prison master."
Liu Qinghe looked at the two of them sadly for a long time, then raised his hand, probably wanting to pat Ximen on the shoulder, but he probably felt that just patting Ximen would be unfair to Zhuxi, and stretching out two hands would be too stupid.
So that hand was raised, then lowered, clasped behind his back, he smiled and nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Ximen and Zhuxi were both stunned for a moment. After all, the current scene was indeed too weird.
Liu Qinghe didn't pay attention to the expressions of the two of them, and slowly passed them and headed south of Shanyue City.
Halfway through, he remembered something again, looked back at the two of them and said, "By the way, let everyone exit Shanyue City."
Zhuxi and Ximen both looked at Liu Qinghe in surprise, as if they couldn't understand what this meant. The two of them looked towards the green mountains outside the mountain city. Unfortunately, they did not see the army coming from Huaidu, and the green mountains were silent. , it seems like there is nothing.
"Why?"
Ximen hesitated a little, then took a step forward, bowed, and asked with confusion.
Liu Qinghe stopped and looked quietly at the distant fires and many practitioners.
"Because it is meaningless. You are involved in a war between practitioners and shamans and ghosts. No matter how many people die, it is meaningless. It is just to add more blood to this world."
Simon fell silent.
That's naturally the case.
This is why, once such a barrier is broken, the entire Shanyue City will no longer be able to resist and can only fight and retreat.
One is that they have been holding on for too long. Even if the sword cultivators in the city are not dead, most of them are disabled, and it is difficult for them to have the ability to fight head-on.
Secondly, of course, after the city was broken, those human armies would hardly have any effect on the sword and light spells, and could only become targets for some walking through the streets.
"If we abandon Shanyue City like this, Xuexiyuan will naturally drive straight in. Even if there is Liuyun Mountain in front of them, they can still turn away from Bailu and continue deeper, unless..."
Ximen looked at the man in black robes in front of him for a long time and said softly: "Unless the sword sent by you is not a sword to stop the war, but a sword to defend."
Liu Qinghe turned around with a slight smile, looked at Ximen and said, "Are you asking Huaidu to take the lead in not abiding by the rules of the world?"
Simon fell silent.
He naturally understood what Liu Qinghe meant.
That sword was just a sword to stop the war, so after cutting through the sword light spell for a day, he headed south without stopping.
Liu Qinghe was also walking in such a city of mountains and moons with nothing to show for it.
The Huaidu Great Ape turned his head, walked slowly along the long street, and said calmly: "I know that His Majesty's affairs in the East China Sea have made the people of the world begin to feel a little shaken, and they have begun to question whether the great overhaul of the world has begun to really begin. He no longer cares about the human world."
"It's just that some things can only be found in the East China Sea."
Liu Qinghe said calmly, but did not explain why some things must be in the East China Sea, and still moved forward slowly.
"The rules of the world are still there. If others don't abide by the rules, that's their business. If Huai even doesn't abide by the rules, the order of the world will truly collapse. You should know that in such a world where the great avenue has flourished In the human world of more than two thousand years, what would be the consequences once the rites and music collapsed."
Zhu Xi, who had been silent until now, said in a deep voice: "But the prison master must give us an answer that will allow us to leave Shanyue City like this."
Liu Qinghe looked up at a high street somewhere in the mountain city, looked at the scholar in white standing there, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle tone: "Because His Majesty plans to give Shanyue City to the Chancellor."
Ximen and Zhuxi stood there in disbelief. After a long time, Ximen said softly: "So your Majesty has indeed done something sorry for Xuansheyuan?"
Liu Qinghe suppressed his smile and sighed melancholy.
"Absolutely true."
The two stood in silence for a long time, saying nothing, then turned and walked towards the world beyond the mountain fire.
...
With the sudden appearance of Liu Qinghe, such a short but brutal war finally came to an end.
The rebels and the monks of the Xuanshe Academy stopped in the south of Shanyue City, watching with complex expressions the sword cultivators who had been staying here for a long time slowly leaving the mountain city.
Liu Chunfeng and Fang Zhiqiu had already arrived beside the Prime Minister. Liu Chunfeng stood silently for a long time, and then said softly: "Are we going to continue going north?"
The Prime Minister held the wine bottle, took a sip of wine, and said calmly: "Do you think we can move forward?"
Although Liu Chunfeng knew that Liu Qinghe would most likely not take action, he still couldn't say such words after all.
For Mr. Xuanxuyuan, they probably don’t have the face to say these things confidently.
Fang Zhiqiu, Mr. Fengwuyuan, didn't say anything. He just stood there quietly, looking up at the green mountains in the world that fell into the dusk after a short period of brightness.
"The moonlight should be good tonight."
Fang Zhiqiu's words were very sudden.
But when Qing Xiang and Liu Chunfeng raised their heads and saw the bright white moon in the east, they felt it was natural.
Of course, you can see the extremely bright moonlight in Shanyue City in mid-July.
"But what is regrettable is that under this moonlight, we have done some things that are not beautiful and useless."
Fang Zhiqiu continued, raising his hand to hold the phalanx at his waist, and sighed longly.
The Prime Minister was silent for a long time and said softly: "Regret is of course inevitable, just like Qingshi back when he always wanted to obtain a meritorious title in Huangliang, but ended up with no results."
The three of them said nothing more, just silently watching the Lord of Heaven and Hell walking towards him in the dusk.
After a long time, the prime minister said softly: "Let's go."
Liu Chunfeng was silent for a while and said slowly: "We have come this far, what else are we going to do? Even if we really survive this story, the world will not praise us for finding our way back."
The prime minister said calmly: "If you want to look at the moonlight, it's natural for everyone to see it for themselves. I like to drink alone."
Liu Chunfeng understood what the Prime Minister meant at this time. He looked at Liu Qinghe who was coming here, said nothing, and walked slowly away with Fang Zhiqiu on the long street.
When Liu Qinghe walked up through the streets and alleys, only Qing Xiang was left here, with half a bottle of wine.
The Lord of Hell stopped on that street with great regret, and then looked back at the setting sun in the west and the red world.
"Although His Majesty has never mentioned anything related to the arm bones of Qingxuanxu..."
The Lord of Hell spoke straight to the point.
"But you should also know that for a person like His Majesty to remain silent, it naturally represents a sense of guilt."
The Prime Minister stood there calmly, looked at Liu Qinghe and said, "What next?"
Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said: "So His Majesty decided to give all of Shanyue City, including these green mountains, to you,"
The Prime Minister looked at Liu Qinghe for a long time, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Everything from Lingnan to Liuyun Mountain Range?"
Liu Qinghe said softly: "Everything from Lingnan to Liuyun Mountains. But..."
The Huaidu great ape said calmly: "But it is impossible for him to return Qingxuanxu's arm bone to Xuanxuyuan. You should be very clear about what such an object can bring to the world."
Of course the minister knows very well.
Such a person who was destined to live a thousand years ago can make the Sword of Tsing Yi recognize his own master, and let Dao originally be willing to be put on the sidelines. Even if he has been dead for a thousand years, he can still be of great use.
For example, the finger bones in Fang Zhiqiu's hand.
The Prime Minister sneered and said, "If His Majesty was willing to do this at the beginning of the story, why would this be the case in the world?"
Liu Qinghe said calmly: "Your Majesty is not you and me. Everyone in the world knows that the Prime Minister is an idle person, and Liu Qinghe is an idle person, but your Majesty is not an idle person. He has too many things to do. If you have any demands, you can send them with a piece of paper. Go to Huaidu, instead of plunging the entire south into blood and fire."
The Lord of Hell looked at the scholar in front of him with regret.
"Look, when things have come to this point, no matter who comes, there is no way to reverse it."
The Prime Minister looked deeply at Liu Qinghe, and his eyes fell to the north of the world. Unfortunately, even the Prime Minister could not see any traces of the army in the green mountains in the north.
Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said: "Hundreds of thousands of soldiers came from Huaidu, but they are probably still on the line of swordsmanship between Donghai and Liuyun Sword Sect."
Perhaps he was worried that the prime minister in white would not understand. Liu Qinghe added another sentence.
"They didn't come here for Shanyue City, so they walked a little slower."
The prime minister was silent for a long time, looked at Liu Qinghe and said slowly: "So what's going on with Huai?"
Liu Qinghe stood there sadly, looked at the world, and said softly: "Dayi's Bow, thirteen Dayi's Bow and thirteen Anchor Point Jikuo Division."
Huaidu Great Ape looked back at the scholar in white.
"Your Majesty has decided to use Shanyue City to bury your minister and Xuansheyuan with him."
This is probably why Dayi's bow opened the way, not to Shanyue City, but to the other side of Daze.
