The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

"...Anyway, it's still some time before Xi comes to me to ask for a drink, so why not go to Yumen and have a few drinks with my eldest brother first."

Although it's not impossible to find the second brother... No, it's still not possible.

Unlike the mature eldest brother, the second brother sometimes makes Ling feel less worried than Nian, who has the most out-of-the-box personality.

Ling decided to go to Yumen immediately to talk to Zhongyue about old times.

Do whatever you want, do whatever you want, this is Ling's happy way.

'after all……'

'How many families like ours are there in this world? '

'In the end, we still have to rely on each of us to realize...'

When Yumen and Zhongyue were fighting for Dayan together, Ling Ke often heard his eldest brother complain about how indifferent he was to his younger siblings as the eldest sister.

It's just that Ling has always been critical of this.

'Brother, you still don't understand why Xi doesn't want to see you, Nian avoids you, and the other brothers and sisters don't come to you very often? '

'The eldest brother and sister who always like to preach will not make the younger brothers and sisters like them. '

What's more, Xi, who had always been autistic, took the initiative to come to him to beg for a drink, which already made Ling feel that he had beaten his elder brother too much in caring for his younger siblings.

Now, I can use this to teach my elder brother a lesson.

……

At the same time, an old woman with gray hair on her temples, wearing clothes common in the desert, a brown headscarf and a dark yellow robe, passed the inspection gate of Yumen in the name of traveling to Yumen.

Traveling to Yumen is not a suspicious reason. After all, the great master with the best martial arts in the world works in Yumen, and due to its unique history, the city of Yumen is filled with a strong sense of chivalry.

Taverns, inns, martial arts competitions... even some foreign tourists who are interested in Dayan TV series and martial arts novels will try to obtain permission to pass through Yumen.

The Grand Master has been stationed at the pass for hundreds of years, coupled with the successive soldiers and some warriors who believe that "the great chivalrous man serves the country and the people", the city has become much more stable, and there is no need to worry about the intrusion of demons.

But the old woman did not experience the beauty of Yumen in detail, nor did she go to watch the competition ring.

She walked straight towards a raised wall.

This wall several hundred meters high stands there abruptly, forming a sharp contrast with the emerging buildings around it, as if it has been forgotten in the years.

But it is not.

It is not deliberately forgotten, on the contrary, it is deliberately retained.

Because this wall is a symbol of the war a thousand years ago!

This huge wall hundreds of meters high has deep scratches, and the death struggle of some giant beasts almost destroyed this thick wall that cannot be destroyed by artillery fire.

The people of Dayan regard it as glory, as a majestic milestone of civilization, as a great symbol of the dynasty's conferment of gods, and as a human barrier composed of the blood of the capable people and strangers that Dayan called upon at that time.

But in the eyes of the old woman...

This is just a glimpse of the real dragon's dirty and ugly ambition.

"...I'm back again."

The old woman touched the wall with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

But it was obviously the first time for this old woman to step into the city called Yumen.

The people around her didn't pay attention to the old woman's every move. After all, the tourists passing by had done a lot more outrageous things than the old woman... as long as they didn't leave any "visit here" scratches or other damage on it. If the wall moves, then don't worry.

The old woman stroked the wall affectionately, as if she were her lover, and whispered in front of the wall in a low voice.

A whisper that only she could hear.

"I still remember that day... the day you were selected for so-called glory."

"The room covered with red paper and silk, your smart eyes under the light."

"You are the only son in your family, and you don't know how long it will take you to build the so-called city wall that stretches thousands of miles... And we are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and we are in love, so naturally we became husband and wife in advance on that day."

"Haha, after all, who knows when you will come back?"

"The neighbors are congratulating you for being chosen by the real dragon, and you are also smiling, but I always feel that there is an inexplicable coolness in your smile... I was quite proud of you back then."

"My husband, he will hunt the gods under the leadership of the true dragon."

"But what can a young man who doesn't know Chinese characters and has no strength do?"

"...Why was I so stupid back then?"

The old woman's eyes gradually became moist, and her breath became slightly heavier, but her words would definitely be confusing if someone heard her.

After all, the construction of the Jade Gate... was a thousand years ago.

No matter how you look at it, this old woman's race is just an ordinary short-lived species.

Thousands of years ago, she was indeed an ordinary and extraordinary mortal.

"I've had some pretty uneventful years since you were gone."

"Maybe it would be better to have a child. At least it would make me stop missing you so much... But we only entered the bridal chamber once on the wedding day."

"I work and sleep like this day after day, year after year."

"I heard from my neighbor that the real dragon plans to build a barrier across the world to block external threats, imprison those inhuman giants, and guard the lives of our common people."

"But does that barrier really exist? I didn't know it at the time. After all, I could only find out from the guards."

"And I haven't seen you since then."

"I asked around about your whereabouts, and I even regretted why you agreed to build the city wall in a confused way."

"But the neighbors say you must build the city wall and cast the glory of the Great Flame."

"But what do I care about Great Flame Glory?"

"I only know that after you left, you and my parents were getting older and older. We couldn't afford to eat, and we couldn't even walk in peace."

At this time, the old woman's tone gradually mixed with a little resentment.

"After I finish handling the funeral affairs of your parents and mine, I decided to look for you, no matter where you are."

"The government officials sneered, and the neighbors shook their heads... They thought I was just wishful thinking, and it would be better to find another good family to remarry, but I didn't!"

"Since we have worshiped in front of the hall, we will be husband and wife for the rest of our lives."

"I ate and slept in the open, traveled through mountains and rivers, escaped bandits and bandits, and slept in campfires. Finally, I finally saw the barrier that the real dragon had called upon the people of the world to build."

"The giant dragon built of earth and stone is continuous and seems to connect the earth and the sky."

"But that's not what I want to see."

"I want to find my husband."

"I was looking for people carrying heavy stone bricks under the scorching sun. The sweat and blood on their bodies merged with each other and dripped on this land. The barriers swallowed up their bodies, making their flesh and blood become the beacon of the true dragon's ambition. tower!"

"I asked the whip-wielding government officials, where is my husband? Has he gone home?"

"Then, do you know what those damn court lackeys said?"

At this time, the old woman's eyes were filled with filthy smell, and her voice became hoarse.

"They pointed to the walls, the walls made of people's blood and sweat and told me..."

"'That's your husband!'"

……

As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

Her eyes towards this wall no longer showed nostalgia and nostalgia, but instead showed deep disgust.

To be so complacent with this kind of building that was built with the blood, sweat and death of our compatriots. Sure enough, human beings are hopeless.

The old woman couldn't help but recall the controversial words left by the real dragon after he consecrated the gods.

To establish a mind for heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the living and the people, to carry on the unique knowledge in the next life, and to create peace for all generations?

From now on, the Great Yan Kingdom Zuo will only be in the hands of the real dragon and the people of Great Yan?

In the eyes of the old woman, they are all fake and empty nonsense!It's a lie to beautify the real dragon's ambition.

After the thousand-year war with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood flowing, wars, famines, and natural disasters still have not left this land. The so-called peaceful and prosperous age is only the peaceful and prosperous age for most people in Dayan.

Years of hunger, the tragedy of cannibalism; scenes of starving people everywhere; and frozen bones in front of Zhumen... How did the people of Dayan ever truly control their own destiny?

What changes happened before and after the conferment of gods?

Those powerful, ambitious fanatics, dead officials... The tragedy caused by one or two of them is even far greater than the unintentional negligence of a giant.

In this case, instead of leaving your destiny to someone who has the same emotions and desires as yourself...

So why not leave your destiny to a high, otherworldly god?

……

Just when the old woman was about to lose control of the anger in her heart and the hatred that had been brewing for thousands of years, she wanted to immediately destroy the wall in front of her that would make her sad.

But an ethereal voice without sadness or joy sounded from behind her.

"[Saint Girl], your emotions are a bit excessive."

These words were like cold river water, extinguishing the anger in the old woman's heart and restoring clarity to her eyes.

Realizing the identity of the visitor, she turned around and bowed slightly to him, without attracting any attention.

And the person who can make [White Lotus Saint] salute is naturally the leader of White Lotus Sect - Zhu Jiuyin.

At this time, Zhu Jiuyin seemed to have taken off a thick mask. Although he was still dressed like a fortune teller, his playful smile and cynical temperament were gone.

Instead, there is a kind of transcendence that is aloof and otherworldly.

After looking at each other for a while, Zhu Jiuyin and the old woman put their hands together, closed their eyes, and prayed softly with pious expressions:

"It's natural."

"Destroy human desires."

Chapter 443 Second Brother: Yai, you don’t want to see Sui without you, right?

In an ordinary residence in Yumen, Zhu Jiuyin was silently listening to his subordinate's report.

Twenty years ago, the White Lotus Sect took advantage of the rise of the Mountain and Sea Sect to infiltrate into this city.

If there are disputes, there will definitely be innocent sacrifices, and there will definitely be people who hate themselves because they are affected.

The White Lotus Buddha will extend one of His thousands of limbs to those who are desperate and desperate.

At this time, Zhu Jiuyin was wearing a white robe and a white hat that could cover his face. He still did not reveal his original appearance in front of the kneeling believers.

Even though there are flesh-and-blood disciples present who have taken the White Lotus Buddha, their life and death are all determined by Zhu Jiuyin's thoughts. The reasons for them to join the [White Lotus Sect], and even everything including their souls are under the control of the black snake... …But Zhu Jiuyin has no intention of revealing his true face.

The congregants present did not think this was a big deal.

They only think that their piety has not yet been recognized by the leader, so they have no chance to see the true face of the elusive leader of the White Lotus.

The old woman on the side, the White Lotus Saint, respectfully reported the situation to Zhu Jiuyin.

"Master, our people are basically here."

"According to the information from our allies [Shan Hai Zhong], the gentleman in their mouth—suspected to be an agent of a giant beast—has also arrived in the city."

"Also, according to the report of the spies we planted in Yumen many years ago, it is suspected that people sent by the imperial court are tracking our whereabouts..."

"..."

Hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin was a little surprised, although he still maintained a calm body.

After all, the [White Lotus Sect] is just an organization that Black Snake casually joined. Although Zhu Jiuyin is said to be the leader of the White Lotus Sect, in fact this organization was founded by the White Lotus Saint.

Zhu Jiuyin also had to experience the customs and customs of Dayan and harass Xi on a regular basis, so he couldn't spare much time to deal with the affairs of the White Lotus Sect.

Even Zhu Jiuyin himself didn’t have much expectations for the [White Lotus Sect]. He just habitually wanted to bury nails in Dayan and disgust Dayan when needed. He didn’t expect to use this organization to subvert Dayan at all. dynasty.

It is better to hope that the [White Lotus Sect] will overthrow the rule of the real dragon, than to hope that after Sui wakes up, he will kill both the Special Killer and the Great Yan, and then directly let the other countries pick up the slack.

At this time, Dayan did not follow the same path as the last dynasty. On the whole, the people still lived and worked in peace and contentment.

In fact, there were not many people who were dissatisfied with the rule of the Dayan Dynasty. Dayan was not all corrupt officials, but they were not perfect after all.

The White Lotus Sect has existed for hundreds of years only because Black Snake can sense emotions and always goes to the place where it has the greatest resentment against the court.