Legend of the Demon Emperor of Kyushu

Chapter 23 Cold Leaf City (5)

According to the situation, there was a horse-drawn carriage that knocked the man down, and the horse-rider was an evil slave with a background of the master.

Ye and Gu didn't intend to make trouble because they were not locals, so they just looked around and prepared to avoid it.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage opened.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man protruded from the carriage and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Ziqi stopped.

"It's okay, master, it's a blind person blocking the way."

"Hurry up and go."

"Yes, sir."

The one who was knocked to the ground was a thin old man in his forties, who had only got up half of his body, when he saw the horse's hoof raised again in front of him, he suddenly shouted in horror: "Ah, ah——"

Just as the horse's hooves were about to step forward, an arm suddenly came into his field of vision and stopped the horse.

"Huh—?" Immediately, the evil slave hummed a heavy nasal voice, and shouted, "Boy, how dare you meddle in your own business?"

"No, I have something to look for your master." The young man blocking the horse said.

"Bah!" the evil slave said, "What are you? Do you know who is sitting in the car?"

"I know." The boy said.

Of course he knew, that man, he only needed to glance at him, and he would never admit his mistake.

The boy raised his head and shouted behind the curtain:
"Mr. Tang, please meet the Ye family in Beishan Town!"

The evil slave yelled angrily, outraged that this boy from a rural place called Beishan Town dared to disturb the big man in the carriage.

But then, the curtain of the car was really opened, and the face exposed in the car was the man who once sent a piece of Song brocade into Beishan Town, which caused a sensation all over the mountain, and who was engaged to Ye Lingsha——

Tang Zhao.

"It's you?" Tang Zhao rolled his eyes and asked, "Where's your sister?"

"I stopped the horse rashly, please forgive me." Ye Ziqi said: "I just want to tell my husband about my sister. About a month ago, horse bandits in Qianzhou invaded my hometown. At that time, my sister... was killed by a horse bandit died."

"What?" Tang Zhao asked in surprise, "Then what about the things I sent?"

"They were all burned. The horse thieves set fire to Beishan Town, and I was the only one who escaped from the Ye family. In order to get revenge, I joined the army and joined General Erwei Lian. Now I came into the city with the army."

"Hmph!" Tang Zhao snorted coldly, and pulled down the curtain, "Let's go!"

The carriage restarted and left in front of Ye Ziqi.

"Does it have to be like this?" Gu Feng supported the old man who was knocked down just now, stood beside Ye Ziqi, and said to him.

"Yeah." Ye Ziqi said: "My mother has always taught me that the Ye family does not owe others anything, and whenever there is something wrong with others, they must be accountable to others. This is my Ye family tradition. No matter what , The Ye family took his things. Now I am the only one left in the Ye family, and I can only give this explanation."

Gu Feng knew that Ye Ziqi hated Tang Zhao, but for the sake of the Ye family's morality, he still endured his disgust to speak out in front of Tang Zhao, with a complicated expression on his face for a while.

"Gu Feng," Ye Ziqi said, "We don't have any money now, but in the future, when we have saved enough military pay, we can return the money for the things that the Tang family gave us before."

Gu Feng nodded silently.

In the carriage, the butler carefully observed Tang Zhao's expression.

"Old Liu." Tang Zhao spoke.

"Hey!" Butler Liu responded immediately.

"Find someone tomorrow and deal with that kid. The money they pay me is not enough to take his life!"

"Master, come on!"

In one day in the city, there are all kinds of beings.

At sunset, the two teenagers were finally tired from shopping, so they came to the inn and asked for two single rooms.

Ye Ziqi went into her room and closed the door, it was getting dark outside the window, Ye Ziqi walked over, lay down on the window eaves, looked at the city outside the window, said alone: ​​"Are you satisfied now?"

There is no reason to ask in an empty room.

"En." A voice said in Ye Ziqi's heart.

There is no one there, but there are two monsters.

"I have been clamoring to go into the big city to see the scenery, and I will let you see enough. I will learn from you in the future, and you will let me learn enough." Ye Ziqi said.

"Oh?" The big-eyed monster said: "You've decided? You haven't paid attention to learning the way of monsters in Xuelongpo for a month. Why do you suddenly think about it? Or, should I say, can't think about it?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's really hard to decide." Ye Ziqi said: "If it weren't for the people I met today, I might not be able to make a decision for the rest of my life."

"The world is in chaos. I don't know how long I can live with this life. Since I'm going to die, it's better to die as an ordinary person than a ruined monster. Even if the identity is false, at least someone will come to collect the corpse."

"If I've never seen them—" Ye Ziqi shook his head, "But, I've already seen them, Lian Hongye, Baichengshuang, Yuanji Immortal...

Now that I know that there are such characters, such states, such ways of life, and such stories in the world, it is impossible for me not to think about them, to be like them, to think To ascend to the same realm as them, to stand side by side with them, to see the same scenery in their eyes. "

"Ghosts living in hell may have a chance to take a look at the Heavenly Palace before they die."

"Compared with this kind of thinking, it seems that the reputation after death, whether someone collects the body, etc., are not so important."

Ye Ziqi opened his eyes in a daze, on the cold leaf city, white clouds were lingering.

At this time, under the same sky, two young women were seeing an old man off.

"Xian Weng, is that boy really so talented?" Bai Chengshuang asked.

"Shuang'er, that's what you recommended to this old man, can you leave some thoughts for this old man, don't let this old man think that you were fooling this old man before, and now you are not willing to let him go." Immortal Yuanji said helplessly. road.

"How can it be?" Baichengshuang said with a smile.This woman with a cold personality, even when she laughed, her voice couldn't hear any fluctuations.

Tang Wandie swallowed when she saw this, she remembered that when Bai Chengshuang escaped from Dongbo Pavilion, she smiled like this and released the cold power that unknowingly froze her hands.

"I still remember that before going down the mountain, your Uncle Yuan Jing would often mutter some strange words on Guanghan Peak—her predictions were always accurate. I copied some of them down," Yuanji Xianweng took out a piece of silk paper, Stuffed it into Baichengshuang's hands, "You are from my Yuanyi sect, so this is not considered a leak to the outside world."

Baichengshuang took the silk paper, and after a few breaths, replied: "Thank you, Xian Weng."

"Let's go here." Yuanji Xianweng lightly recited the sword formula, and the long sword flew away from his back, and then floated in the air.

Immortal Yuanji stepped on the blade of his sword, but turned his head back, and said, "Shuang'er, you have never gone back to the mountain since you were named as an outer disciple of Yuanyi Sect. , the scenery is unique and impressive, you must take a look in your life."

"Junior, please remember." Baichengshuang said.

A ray of sword light shot up through the sky, and the old man in white was holding his sword in the sky, gradually flying away.

Baichengshuang stood there again for a long time.

"Senior Sister?" Tang Wandie asked worriedly.

"It's nothing." Baichengshuang smiled, "I just think it's really cold in the city."

Tang Wandie didn't know what to say for a while, but Bai Chengshuang raised his hand and opened the silk paper in his hand, and said, "Speaking of which, Immortal Yuan Jing is still your master, let's come and see together."

When Tang Wandie heard the words, she became curious and approached, and the original sense of distance disappeared immediately.

The two girls looked at the silk paper together, only to see that the handwriting on the paper was Fang Jin and clumsy, and it was written in a correct manner:

"Winter is deep, and the eagles in the house of God are gathering
God's hometown, the eagle speaks

The winter is getting deep, the king is laying down

The winter in Kyushu is getting deep
Deserved not yet received
damn not dead yet
eagle is falling
God is not dead
Whose voice can reach the midnight of winter

long noise
cover our bones lying on the ground

winter has come
Without an iota of forgiveness and tenderness:
winter has come"

(Adapted from Haizi's poem "Autumn")
(End of this chapter)