Returning to the palace, Shen Jue said to the emperor: My father is gone.
The emperor was silent for a moment, and said, "Your father is long gone."
Shen Jue stopped talking.
After receiving the military report of Ji Jiu's death in battle, the emperor seemed to have worn down a lot, and he was not interested in talking to him at the moment, sitting in front of the dragon table with a dull expression.
In the end, both of them had nothing to say.
Shen Jue stood up and said, "I'm leaving."
The emperor responded, waved his hand and said, "Go down."
Shen Jue paused for a moment before completing her words: "I won't be coming back."
Only then did the emperor raise his head to look directly at him, and there was a trace of turmoil in his stagnant expression, as if he was slightly angry, "Are you going to leave without returning? Did your father order it?"
Shen Jue replied: "No, but I am going to find my father. He is looking for my father again."
The anger on the emperor's face subsided a little, "I still want to look for it? Where can I look for it?"
Shen Jue said, "Father has gone to hell. I have to help him."
The emperor snorted and said mockingly, "You? Even Ji Jiu can't save Ji Jiu with your little magic power. It's good if you don't make trouble!" Having said that, it was really mean. The emperor also knew that he was mean, but what about being mean, what he said was the truth, the truth in this world is often mean.
Shen Jue lowered his head, but said nothing, stood still, turned around and left.
The emperor called him from behind, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "If I die, will you look for it?"
Shen Jue paused, stood on the threshold, and asked after a long time, "Do you want me to look for it?"
The emperor did not answer.
Shen Jue turned around, but he didn't get close to him, knowing that the emperor was very harsh, and he never spoke soft words. After thinking for a while, Shen Jue said: "If you want me to look for you, I will look for you, only for one lifetime, and if you don't want to see me, I will not look for you anymore."
Shen Jue said, "I'm not like my father, I don't like suffering."
The emperor didn't speak, just looked at him for a long time, waved his sleeves and let him go.
As soon as Shen Jue left, the room became even more empty, and the emperor stayed in the room alone, looking at the memorial in front of him, which was Ji Jiu's last memorial, still in an annoying official tone, without a word of nonsense. Although the emperor hated the long and voluminous quotations in memorials, at this moment, he hated his ability.
Ji Jiu, you just ran away. The emperor covered his face, gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, ungrateful!
I have treated you so well, protected you for many years, and gave you whatever I wanted, but in the end, you ran away alone.
The rest of the country is alone with him.
From then on, even if I wanted to soften my heart, I didn't have a partner anymore. If you want to protect, there is no one to protect.
Really, it is the only one in the world.
The emperor sat for a long time, then got up suddenly, ordered someone to call Shen Hai, and said: "You, now draw up an order for me. The Ji family is full of loyalty, and I want to reward him. Reward him with ten thousand hectares of grain, gold, silver and jewels, and give him a posthumous seal." King Zhongyi, his body will be buried in the imperial mausoleum!"
Shen Hai was stunned, and quickly said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is unreasonable."
"Proposed!" The emperor said coldly, majestic and intimidating.
"Yes." Shen Hai picked up the pen and wrote two words, still trying to persuade him: "I have never had a king with a foreign surname in my dynasty. General Ji has always understood righteousness... If he knows, he may not be safe even if he dies..."
The emperor suppressed his anger when he heard the words, and smiled a little secretly, saying word by word: "Even if I want him to die, he will not die happily!"
Who let him die like this, how can there be such a happy thing!
Shen Hai was speechless, and silently drafted the decree, and the decree became a reality the next morning. The buried coffin was dug up and buried in the imperial mausoleum. The whole country wears filial piety, and the ceremony and music are celebrated for seven days.
This is Long En, who has never been led by any courtier since the founding of the country.
Shen Jue knew all of this soon, but he didn't have the heart to argue with the emperor, so he hurried to find Yi Mo.
However, Yi Mo had already broken into the underworld, and after entangled with the little ghosts, he confronted the judge.
Yi Mo said: "I'm here to find someone."
The judge said: "There is no one here, they are all ghosts."
Yi Mo nodded: "Then look for ghosts."
The judge said: "You snake demon is also going to become a fairy. Since you already know that you are a ghost, why are you still obsessed?"
Yi Mo ignored his question and only said: "I want to know where he went in reincarnation."
The judge sighed: "What name?"
"Shen Qingxuan, in her last life she was called Ji Jiu."
The judge said: "I'll report back to Hades, and if I agree, I'll help you investigate."
Standing in the hall, Yi Mo looked at this frightening and frightening place for the first time. It was eerie, but not necessarily scary. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner, ghosts and immortals, each according to its own kind, was more orderly than the world, except for the occasional wailing and weeping, the hall was really peaceful.
Yi Mo waited for a while, but before the judge came, he walked out of the hall and looked around. The path under his feet led him to a sea of flowers, where blood-red flowers were blooming in strands and strands. Yi Mo was about to walk over, but was stopped by a ghost soldier, "This is the path of the dead."
Yi Mo stopped, looked at the winding path that disappeared into the sea of flowers, and asked, "What's further on?"
The ghost soldier smiled, and the smile was a bit sinister, "You will know when you die."
Yi Mo looked at him, but replied very seriously: "I don't want to die yet."
The ghost soldier said: "If you don't want to die, go back. If you walk this road, you will be a demon, and you will be separated from your soul and flesh, and you will become a lonely ghost."
Yi Mo stood in front of the sea of flowers for a long time before turning back and returning along the same path.
After returning to the hall and standing for a cup of tea, the judge finally came out, but with a solemn expression, he walked to the side and stood there, as if he was waiting for someone.
Yi Mo didn't make a sound, and waited for a while, then a person came out from the dark place, with a resolute face and evil eyes. Yi Mo and his eyes met, and both of them felt that the other was somewhat familiar.
Yi Mo frowned. He had very little contact with people and immortals these years, and he only needed to filter it in his mind to recall it. He remembered the days when Shen Qingxuan was a concubine more than a hundred years ago, and he and the old Taoist went to cast down demons. Comparing the impression of the devil general in his mind with the person in front of him, Yi Mo was sure, slightly surprised, and said: "It's you."
Yan Wang obviously thought of him too, he let out a "ha", as if smiling: "It's me."
At that time, the demon general, who was helpless even the veterans of the immortal family, turned out to be the king of Hades here. Yi Mo also thought it was funny, the world is impermanent, that's about it. Thinking of how hard he helped the old man to bring down the devil at the beginning, the old man turned him into a ghost in the end.
Since they met once, both of them are no longer polite.
Yi Mo said: "I'm here to find someone."
Yan Wang said: "I know." Then said: "He has already gone to Naihe Bridge." Then he turned to the judge and asked, "When did Ji Jiu reincarnate?"
The judge took out the roster and said: "We still have to wait, there are still some people ahead, so it's not his turn for the time being."
Yi Mo asked again: "Is it still a human fetus?"
Yan Wang's expression was weird, he hesitated and said: "He has killed too much, he shouldn't be a human... But..." After a short pause, Yan Wang asked Yi Mo to sit down, and then he spoke to him in detail—
Let's say that Ji Jiu was killed that day by a dark arrow, but his soul did not return to the underworld immediately. The judge checked the register of life and death and found no report from him, so he sent Black and White Wuchang to search for his soul. When Black and White Wuchang found his soul, he didn't find anything unusual, but when he brought it back, he found that Ji Jiu looked demented, neither happy nor angry. It turns out that I don't know where, but a soul and a soul are missing.
For this reason, Black and White Wuchang even searched for it, but he couldn't find it, so he had to let his soul be incomplete. Therefore, Ji Jiu, who was supposed to be an animal, was spared the punishment and became a human again.
Yan Wang said: "He is not only a man, but also mentally retarded. Do you still want to find him?"
Yi Mo pondered for a long time before saying, "Naturally I'll find him."
Hades had seen many such things, so it was not surprising for him to answer him. He reached out and took the judge's book of life and death, flipped through the copy, and said, "Go back, fifty-three years later, go to the foot of Linshan, Find a family with the surname Liu and you will find it."
Yi Moben wanted to ask something else, but he didn't ask, got up and said: "Thank you." After speaking, he wanted to leave.
Hades stood and thought for a while before saying: "Although you got rid of me back then, you also helped me out of the sea of suffering. The person you are looking for should have suffered all his life and died at the age of twenty. I will return your kindness and promise him seven Ten years of longevity will also allow you to fulfill your wish. It's just...don't be too obsessed."
Emer paused, turned around, and said the same sentence: "Thank you."
Only then did he leave the underworld and return to the world.
As soon as he returned to the human world, he saw Shen Jue, who had transformed into a wolf, pacing back and forth restlessly. It seems that they fought with the guards of the underworld again and again, but they didn't rush in. It was a bit ugly to lose.
Yi Mo stretched out his hand and flicked Hei Lang's forehead, and said: "This little skill, but also to break into the underworld, do you think it is the imperial city?"
After being bounced a bit, Hei Lang didn't return to his human form. He lay down on the ground, stretched out his paws to cover his forehead, and yelled "Wuwu", as if he was acting coquettishly.
Yi Mo said: "Go back."
Wanting to chase him away again, the black wolf circled around his feet, biting his sleeve and pulling at it, as if dissatisfied.
"The emperor won't let you go." Yi Mo said lightly: "Although he won't beg you, he doesn't necessarily want you to stay. If you leave like this, even the monsters in the world will be gathered by him The two schools of Taoism and law have been wiped out."
Hei Lang heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and hesitated. But Yi Mo kicked him on the tail and said: "Not going yet?!"
Hei Lang, who was kicked without pain or itching, expressed his indifference.
Yi Mo raised his eyebrows, and jokingly said, "Who told you to provoke the emperor?"
Only then did Hei Lang let out a shameful "woo" and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Yi Mo was not wrong, once Ji Jiu left, there was no general in the court, and the emperor had the intention to support this wolf demon with his eyes above the top, and let him work for himself. It's just that this kind of thought will not be disclosed to anyone, so after Shen Jue left, although the emperor seemed not to care about Shen Jue's departure, in fact he just looked good. He is the king of a country, the lord of the world, how can he let a monster oppress him for so long, but finally run away. Dare to run? I will let your kind die, if you don’t believe me, don’t come and beg me!
Shen Jue's timely return can also be regarded as avoiding a catastrophe in the demon world.
The emperor raised his eyelids, and when he saw him appear, he said calmly, "Here you are?"
Shen Jue let out a "hmm", and leaned over to look at the memorial in his hand. He was really not interested, so he went to the dragon couch and fell asleep in his robes. There is no explanation for coming and going, and they are so arrogant. The emperor stared at the memorial, and the vermilion brush in his hand snapped into two pieces.
Hiding the broken pen in his sleeve, the emperor said: "Shen Jue, your father is dead, how about you take his place?"
Shen Jue sat up from the couch, said in silence for a moment, "Okay."
"Really?" The demon who thought he was unfettered answered so simply, the emperor hesitated. He has always had such a disposition, ever-changing and suspicious, but at this moment, he doesn't know whether the general power should be handed over to him.
Shen Jue seemed to see through his thoughts, and simply said: "Father has gone looking for my father, and I don't know how long it will take. Now that I am with you, I will stay with you. When you die, I will leave."
The emperor was very offended by him, and after thinking about it, he felt fresh again. No one dared to talk to him like this, not even Ji Jiu when he was young. Besides, what does "I'm with you" mean? The emperor thought sarcastically that if the skin-to-skin relationship was applauded, then he would have healed many people.
Of course he would not say this, the emperor only said: "Before I die, I will hand in the tiger talisman."
Shen Jue agreed.
The emperor looked at him, and suddenly felt that the monster was straightforward and cute. Although he didn't know if the monster would have a different heart after gaining power, the emperor thought he was cute at the moment. He is the emperor, since he felt good, he made a move, went up to look at his eyebrows, looked at his eyes for a while, lowered his head, bit his face, and pressed his lips together.
Shen Jue didn't resist either, and hugged him into his arms, and the two of them rolled into a ball and entered the depths of the spacious bed. The curtain danced up, and the robes that were untied were gradually thrown out. From a bright yellow dragon robe on the ground, two broken pens rolled out.
Shen Jue did what he said, stayed by the emperor's side, was promoted from general to general, and became a general in a coup twenty years later, and took over the tiger talisman Ji Jiu once held.
The vicissitudes of the world are limited to the high-level interior of the imperial court, and the people below are still peaceful, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
At the foot of Linshan Mountain in Luofu Town, a family moved in in recent years, only a husband and wife, with a young child in their arms. For this newcomer, the sharp-eyed people in the village can quickly tell the difference between them and themselves. The man talks and behaves very generously. The woman seldom goes out, and at night, when the lights are turned off at home, the windows of his house are still lit. Everyone is curious, and when they are curious, they naturally inquire. In less than a month, someone found out about this family. The man was originally a clerk of the county government, but he was implicated because of his boss's greed for ink. Because of this great change, the family business was also sold, leaving his life behind.
The husband and wife settled down in this mountain village with their six-month-old son.
Four years passed in a blink of an eye, but this family was cursed. First the man fell ill, and then the woman also fell ill. The only healthy child, who had beautiful features and eyes, was a fool.
He was four years old, the age when other kids were chasing chickens and dogs and yelling, and he had just learned to walk. He neither cries nor laughs, and stays in a daze all day long. He doesn't know how to eat unless he's fed, and he doesn't know how to talk when he's hungry. In such a situation, the husband and wife, who were already seriously ill, felt even more depressed, and the illness never recovered.
Left unattended, he looked more and more stupid. After noon, four-year-old Liu Yan squatted on the loess slope, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, and pawing and pulling on the ground. A dung beetle was crawling on the ground. It had just gathered a ball of dung, and was lying on its back, rolling the ball up the slope with its legs. Liu Yan stared blankly, watched for a while, and used a wooden stick to smash the dung ball. He was born stupid and moved slowly, so the dung beetle suffered more. Whenever he was about to roll over, Liu Yan would slow down Stretch out a wooden stick, smash its dung ball, and Gululu rolled back. The dung beetle had no choice but to climb down again and roll again.
Children in mountain villages can play games like this. But at most, after playing for a while, I will get bored.
In the whole village, only Liu Yan could squat there alone and play for a whole day. Because the rest, he can't play. The other children despised him for being stupid and didn't take him with him.
When Yi Mo came out from the forest, what he saw was the skinny child who was squatting on the slope and bullying dung beetles. Ragged and frail. Because it was too far away and his eyes were unclear, Yi Mo didn't realize that he was the person he was looking for.
Until gradually approaching, Yi Mo didn't look at him again.
The child squatted on the ground for a long time, and his feet were numb. Just when he walked by, he sprained and fell to the ground awkwardly, with his clothes open like rags. Emer stopped abruptly.
On the child's thin chest where the ribs were visible, at the position of the heart, a smear of blood suddenly jumped into his eyes.
Yi Mo concentrated on her steps, staring at his chest without blinking, a cinnabar mole was red and bright, on the bony heart, it seemed to ooze blood.
"I found you."
Yi Mo said, first observing the child's eyebrows and eyes, and finally staring at his heart quietly.
The red bead rope that she insisted on putting on back then became a little bit of cinnabar on the tip of Ji Jiu's heart.
The author has something to say: the third volume begins, and this is the last volume. With the end of this volume, their story should also end.
I hope you will stick with me to the end.