The black horse pulled the carriage and ran wildly down the academy and into the streets of the capital.
The bustling crowd and the smell of secular fireworks made Su Mo's senior brothers a little uncomfortable.
Nine people were walking and sitting in the carriage. The little girl was lying on Su Mo's lap, chatting animatedly with the second senior brother's bird.
Lao Liu was lying on the window, looking at all kinds of food outside, salivating!
Luo Yin held Mo Qin and sat quietly, seeming to be thinking about something, but also seemed not to be thinking about anything.
The eldest brother fell asleep leaning on the carriage.
Old Four and Old Five spread out a huge map with numerous 'blessed places' on it, and the two of them were discussing whose 'blessed place' they should visit first...
Su Mo looked at the commotion outside the carriage. There were many monks among the crowd, and it seemed that there were many more monks than before.
Su Mo turned around and asked, "Why are there so many monks in the capital?"
Gu Yu, who was dressed in red, shook his head: "I heard that this year's sect disciples are in our Dahua, and many younger disciples from large and small sects have come to our capital."
When gods fight, mortals suffer...Su Mo doesn't know what to think.
Suddenly, Su Mo noticed that several monks took something from a roadside stall without paying, but turned around and left.
The hawker opened his mouth, but said nothing...
"Stop!" Su Mo shouted.
Gu Yu looked at Su Mo with a gloomy face and sighed: "Why do you bother with such a trivial matter."
“Even if they paid, the vendor wouldn’t dare ask for it!”
"Such things happen all over the world!"
Su Mo waved his snow-white sleeves and got out of the carriage.
When the hawker saw a carriage stopping in front of him, he instantly became panicked.
Su Mo's white clothes fluttered, and his white hair was scattered behind him. His hair was tied up and looked a bit delicate. He looked like a Confucian scholar.
When the hawker saw Su Mo get off the carriage, he suddenly recognized Su Mo: "I've seen Su Zhuangyuan!"
Su Mo waved his hand and said casually, "What did that person take from you?"
The hawker was stunned, as if he knew what Su Mo wanted to do, and immediately waved his hand and said:
"I just took some small items, not worth a few dollars. Su Zhuangyuan doesn't need to conflict with others over such trivial matters."
Su Mo sighed, took out some broken silver and put it in the vendor's hand: "Close the stall early, and don't come out recently!"
Su Mo turned back to the carriage and the carriage left.
The hawker stared blankly at the silver coins Su Mo gave him, feeling dazed for a while.
Watching Su Mo's carriage go away, the vendor felt his throat was blocked and murmured:
"It's just a small thing..."
"We are just mortals, how can we be so virtuous and capable!"
What he cares about is not this little bit of silver. What he cares about is that Su Mo saw and acted.
He pretended not to see it, or turned a blind eye, who knows?
Gu Yu looked at Su Mo on the carriage and sighed: "What's the point of doing this?"
Su Mo shook his head, "Just think that I borrowed it from them..."
Gu Yu and several others were stunned.
"What do you mean by borrowing them...?"
Su Mo approached the map of blessed land spread out by Lao Si and Lao Wu and smiled slightly: "Since I borrowed it from them, doesn't it seem natural to get the principal back and collect some interest along the way?"
The eyes of the fourth and fifth sons lit up, and they looked at Su Mo with a look of astonishment.
"The teacher is famous, the teacher is famous! Hahaha, I understand, I understand." The fourth and fifth children looked at each other and immediately started searching through the dense dots on the map.
"You have to find reasons to visit blessed places in the future, so you won't have any knots in your heart!"
"Great kindness!"
"Seventh Junior Brother is underestimating his talents by practicing Confucianism and Taoism!"
"Those people are from the Luoxia Sect. Let's go to the Luoxia Sect's blessed land to get back the principal and interest..."
"It makes sense!" Everyone nodded.
...
The Dahua Palace is magnificent and magnificent, and the huge palace is silent.
A man wearing a dragon robe was sitting casually on the edge of the palace gate.
The shadow of a small golden dragon hovered beside the emperor.
The emperor looked at the sky with a pessimistic expression and sighed deeply.
The golden dragon phantom came up and gently rubbed the emperor's cheek with the dragon's horn on its head, making it appear very intimate.
The emperor smiled and pushed away the golden dragon shadow, looked at the golden dragon shadow and murmured softly:
"You protect the foundation of a country, and I protect the people of a country..."
"But I sacrifice those ignorant people with my own thoughts."
"Is this the right thing to do? After all, they are all my people..."
"Is it worth sacrificing these human lives to gain that ethereal glimmer of life?"
The phantom of the golden dragon also looked up at the vast void with a sad expression.
The emperor reached out and caressed the little golden dragon. The golden dragon's shadow turned its head and looked at the emperor. Something was constantly evolving in its eyes...
The emperor shook his head: "The future you see is too pessimistic! I must find a chance for this world to survive!"
"Even if I sacrifice everything!"
The golden dragon shadow sighed and waved its four claws to express something.
"You don't need to say anything. I just hope that when the day comes, you can cooperate with me!"
Jin Long looked at the emperor blankly, and was stunned for a long time... then he nodded slowly.
The emperor looked at the sky and murmured:
"Tianji can't see hope, Hualong can't see hope either... but I don't believe it!"
"In Qianchuan's dream, I seemed to see a pure white figure among the thousands of lonely graves..."
"Little guy, don't blame me, you grew up too slowly..."
No fallen trees in spring,
The fallen flowers still hurt the ground...
Flying butterflies seek the fragrance of flowers,
The red color is still touching...
...
The dean of the academy sat on the ground, looking at the empty academy with sadness.
The 'borrowed' elixir was broken open by the dean and fed into his mouth piece by piece.
After the elixir was finished, the dean looked at the vast sky and let out a long sigh: "Let's make trouble..."
"There's not much time left for you to play like this!"
"Even if you can't see it, that day will still come!"
"The sky will eventually change, but in this life, no Confucian sage will come to break the sky..."
...
On the horizon, a bird lies quietly in its nest in a tree branch, enjoying the warmth of spring.
The warm wind blew by, ruffling the bird's feathers. The bird raised its head dissatisfied and gently rearranged its feathers with its beak.
Another gust of wind blew, and the bird's feathers were scattered again.
The bird combed its feathers again, turned its head, and fell asleep in the direction of the wind.
Suddenly, a crack appeared out of thin air, no longer as black as the previous entrance to the divine realm.
But from the crack, you can see the dim world over there...
A series of dark and strange figures came out of the cracks, looking confused and whispering:
"Lord of Hades! Where are you?"
