Romance of Gods

Chapter 106 A Blessing to Heaven and Earth

When Chen Yan was about to ride his horse into Wutong Temple, the steep stone steps suddenly fell down.

The surrounding dark mountain scene has undergone earth-shaking changes in an instant.

"careful!"

Yang Yunyun was startled and reminded loudly, looking around nervously.

Chen Yan tightened the reins and held the knife across his hand.

Night turns to day, and tomorrow hangs high above our heads.

The two of them were suddenly in an empty courtyard.

During this period, the travelers were in small groups, chatting and laughing, not paying attention to the intruder who appeared out of thin air.

Yang Yunyun turned his head and asked cautiously: "Where is this place?"

Chen Yan made a silent gesture and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

In the center of the courtyard stands a large bronze tripod, filled with incense sticks and filled with green smoke.

The plaque on the palace next to it reads "Sanqing Palace", and people are coming in and out.

This was a Taoist temple, Chen Yan thought. They were probably pulled into a formation, and what they saw must be an illusion.

He raised his knife and aimed it at the two passers-by without hesitation. Before Yang Yunyun could cover his eyes, the knife blade had already passed through their bodies.

Safe and sound.

"fake?"

Is it the evil spell spread by the old monk?
Chen Yan jumped off the horse with Yang Yunyun in his arms and was about to look for an exit when he saw a young Taoist running out of the Sanqing Hall in a hurry.

Holding an ancient book in his hand, he ran to the grape trellis built in the west of the courtyard and asked loudly.

"Master! It says in the book that 'the Great Dao is abolished but benevolence and righteousness' exist. My apprentice cannot understand it. Taoist ancestors believe that the emergence of benevolence and righteousness is due to the abandonment of the Great Dao. So is benevolence and righteousness good or bad?"

"Mingcai! You fool, you disturbed Master's sleep again! Why don't you think about it the other way around? It's sad that the avenue is abandoned, but luckily there is still benevolence and righteousness. Of course benevolence and righteousness are good!"

"Oh...Master, I understand!"

This voice is Feng Shanshui!

Chen Yan was startled and led the horse over.

Under the grape trellis, there is a huge bluestone.

Feng Shanshui, who had disappeared, was sitting on it. His face had no wrinkles at the moment and he looked much younger.

He smiled brightly when he saw it, and muttered: "You understand? I have been reading Master for more than ten years, and I still have only a small understanding of it. This Tao Te Ching is so profound and profound, how can you study it thoroughly in just a short time?"

He took the book from Mingcai's hand and tapped him on the head a few times.

The pitifully small grape flower fell, and Mingcai sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his hair and laughing silly.

This is Feng Shanshui's past, his memories?

Just as I was thinking about it, the sky suddenly turned dark.

"It's changed again..."

Yang Yunyun muttered and looked around.

It was daytime just now, and now it's night again.

The waning moon hangs high in the sky, the sky and the earth are filled with beacon smoke, and the Taoist temple is quiet and empty.

"It's dangerous! It's dangerous!"

Panting, Feng Shanshui and Mingcai ran in from outside the mountain gate.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Shanshui turned around, closed the door, and collapsed on the ground.

He said thankfully: "If those golden soldiers had seen it just now, both of us would have been dead."

Mingcai said nothing, kept his head down, and stood there with clenched fists.

"Master, the world is in chaos now, and the great road has been abandoned, but when will the person who saves the people from the fire and water appear..."

Feng Shanshui rolled his eyes at him and said, "Boy, don't bring trouble to yourself. In these war-torn times, it's good that the two of us can live a simple life. From now on, just recite the scriptures a few more times and pray for the world."

"Help! Help!"

Before he finished speaking, the woman's cry for help and heavy footsteps sounded outside the door at the same time.

Feng Shanshui felt suffocated for a moment, jumped up and picked up Mingcai, trying to run into the hall.

With a creak, the mountain door was pushed open through a gap.

broken!The door is unlocked!

He panicked and dragged Mingcai to hide behind the bluestone under the grape trellis.

Under Gang Mao's head, three civilian women rushed into the Taoist temple, followed by seven or eight Jin soldiers holding spears.

With lewd smiles on their faces, they quickly surrounded the three women, and then strolled around like a cat and a mouse.

"Wow!"

The baby in a woman's arms was frightened and burst into tears, which annoyed the golden man.

The spear thrust out, poof, piercing the baby's body, and then flew into the air.

It was tattered and everyone laughed.

The mother who had lost her child screamed and rushed towards the murderer regardless of her own safety, but was kicked to the ground and the golden man began to tear off her clothes.

Witnessing the brutal acts, Feng Shanshui lowered his head and kept paying homage, "The Taoist Heavenly Master appeared...helped my master and my disciples escape this disaster..."

Suddenly, a figure like an arrow flew out of his peripheral vision.

Smart!

Feng Shanshui was shocked, covered in cold sweat, and quickly looked back.

The two golden soldiers took off their armor, pushed the mother to the ground, and committed evil acts.

The other two women were forced to watch this scene while their limbs were stretched out by the remaining golden soldiers, their eyelids raised.

"what!"

The thunder roared in anger, causing all the golden soldiers to panic. They suddenly turned their heads and followed the sound.

The young man, who was like a cunning rabbit, had already rushed over. He stopped next to two piles of armor, and drew out his scimitar with a cry.

Without hesitation, he slashed down. The two golden soldiers lying on the ground had no time to react and were immediately beheaded.

The splatter of blood covered Mingcai. His heart was beating hard and his mind went blank.

The terrifying roars of the remaining golden soldiers woke him up, and he quickly stabbed forward with a knife.

when!
The tip of the knife touched the armor and was isolated.

"kill!"

Several sharp spears came together and clicked, Mingcai's sternum shattered.

Blood dripped into the blank space in his mind, outlining the spring with blooming mountain flowers.

"what!"

In the young man's short life, there has never been a moment when he was so awake as now.

He looked back, opened his arms, and embraced all the spears piercing his body.Turning his head, he looked at Qingshi, his lips moved, and a silent cry was reflected in Feng Shanshui's stiff eyes.

"Master! Kill the thief!"

Master, if the avenue is abandoned.

Then we are benevolent and righteous.

Chen Yan witnessed Feng Shanshui killing Jin Bing angrily and burying Mingcai's body together with the broken Tao Te Ching.

Then he left in despair.

It would be a long time before they met.

"There is no sound..."

Yang Yunyun put down the hand covering her eyes, but the corpses in front of her still shocked her.

The next moment, fire swept across the sky from all directions, burning all the Taoist temples and corpses.

In the wildly beating flames, twisted figures like a dense forest appeared, and there were shouts and curses.

……

"Hit me! Hit me to death!"

The flames dissipated, and the surrounding scene turned into a brothel with bright lanterns and birdsong.

At this time, the eyes of all the women and guests were focused on the hall.

A cloud of blood mist exploded, and under the repeated beatings of seven or eight evil servants, the young man curled up on the ground was dying.

On the railing, an old man with a gloomy face stood quietly, holding a beautiful woman in green in his arms, looking coldly below.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and the servant beside him understood and shouted down: "Okay! Stop it!"

The moment the servants dispersed, Chen Yan also saw his face clearly - Su Wuchou.

"You little thief, you are so audacious that you dare to assassinate a bachelor in public! According to your crime, it is not an exaggeration to even be executed in prison!

But my lord has said that for the sake of your father being a loyal minister, I will spare you this time...if you dare to do it again, you will be beaten to death immediately!Fork it out! "

The old man said coldly: "Go back home!"

The woman in green clothes smiled sweetly and said, "Sir, why do you ruin the elegance of drinking and listening to music because of my son?"

I smiled and said: "Miss Zijin, I am tired today. I will invite the girl to sing at my house tomorrow."

"In this case, the slave family will not force him to stay."

Outside the hook fence, Su Wuchou was thrown into a damp corner like a dead dog.

The long street is covered with thin snow.

Before the servants left, they did not forget to spit a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm on him.

Blood covered his eyes, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

"Master Maester, walk slowly!"

Zijin escorted the old man to the street and saw him getting on the sedan chair, walking away and disappearing at the end of the long street.

"Girl, it's cold, go back."

The two maids spoke out to persuade.

Zijin rubbed his hands, white breath coming out of his red lips.

She looked at Su Wuchou beside the ditch and said softly: "When there are fewer people, take him back to the building."

"Miss Zijin! He is an assassin. If someone finds out, we will be in trouble!"

Zijin smiled, "Then you can't be smarter? Don't let anyone find out?"

You boy, you still have a confidante.

Chen Yan watched from the side, sighed, and looked up.

The hook-and-rail plaque wrapped in colorful silk reads "Plum Tower".

Su Wuchou was drowsy, feeling pain and cold all over her body.

When I was almost dying, I felt someone carrying me again.

The body hung in mid-air for a long time, and finally lay on the soft bed, surrounded by warmth.

The slender figure kept swaying in front of his eyes. Gradually, his body began to improve and his consciousness became clear.

The figure became clearer and clearer. It was that woman, the woman serving beside the thief!

Su Wuchou's eyes widened suddenly, and he was about to sit up, but the severe pain radiating from all parts of his body forced him to lie down.

Looking at his red eyes, Zijin smiled and didn't care. After bandaging his last wound, he sat on the chair in front of the window.

She picked up the wolf-hair brush on the table and said jokingly: "You just want to use this to assassinate Bachelor Shen?"

"Put it down, don't touch that pen, it has defiled my father's soul!"

Zijin turned the penholder with his fingertips and said contemptuously: "Your father was the magistrate of Linhai County, Taizhou Prefecture. Because Shangzhezi criticized the Lord and ministers, he was wrongfully imprisoned and died in prison in vain. He was a loyal and martyr.

If Magistrate Su has any regrets in this life, apart from not being able to see the recovery of his homeland with his own eyes, it would be having descendants like you. "

"Can you say that again!"

"This girl also wants money for what she says, why should I say it again?"

"you……"

Zijin raised his eyebrows and his voice suddenly became serious, "If you are a scholar, then pick up your pen and get fame! Fight hard in the court, use your skills to redress your father's grievances, and display your ambitions!"

If you are an assassin, just pick up the knife. No matter it is an enemy or a thief, go down with the knife and it will be painful and clean!I want to take revenge, but I don’t have the courage. Come over with a pen. Do you want to recite a poem, or do you want to be against me? "

For a moment, Su Wuchou was so ashamed that he lowered his head deeply.

"Girl...you taught me a great lesson."

Zi Jin put down his pen and stood up: "Live first. At least, you have to save up for today's medical expenses."

Chen Yan and Chen Yan sat in the corner. Yang Yunyun nodded heavily and said, "That makes sense."

Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of him collapsed with a bang, and irregular lenses flew everywhere in the sky.

Su Wuchou's subsequent experiences were quickly played on the lens like a slideshow.

After recovering from his injuries, he wanted to take the imperial examination and become an official, but he was repeatedly suppressed and had no future.

So, he left the writing brush at Meizilou, picked up his sword and went north to join the army.

After the world collapsed, dark cracks appeared under the lenses.

Yang Yunyun was a little panicked and grabbed Chen Yan's hand tightly.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The high tone pierced the darkness and the dust settled.

The lenses turned into flying yellow autumn leaves, falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yan and Chen Yan came to a strange place again.

(End of this chapter)