Zhao Guo, on the southern part of the land that was blocked by the Tianhe Sea, and perhaps once integrated, is located on the southern side of the southern land that connects with the Westland.
To be precise, it was on the edge of the Southern Territory. Although it was never close to the sea, after jumping over many mountains from here, one could still see the majestic Tianhe Sea.
The country of Zhao is not big and there are not many people, but the capital city is still prosperous. Although there are snowflakes in the city after dusk, the lights of every household in this snow can still give people with families a warmth.
As for the homeless, perhaps walking in this snowy night, there will be an indescribable loneliness.
Meng Hao was walking on the street, the sky was dark, and the bustling crowd in the daytime, at this moment, there were no people in sight. Most of them were wearing hats and hurrying by with their heads down.
Looking up from a distance, you can vaguely see a very conspicuous building in the capital of Zhao Kingdom. It is a tower, but her name is Lou.
Chinese mansion.
Towering a hundred feet tall, although not as tall as a mountain, it is tall and straight in the capital of Zhao Kingdom. It is especially noticeable. At this moment, the wind and snow blurred her figure, but it can't take away the Lord Zhao and Wen Sheng when casting this tenement building. , And the thoughts gathered by many people.
To the east, to Tang, to look at Chang'an in the distance.
In this capital city, Meng Hao has never been to this city. Meng Hao has never seen this tenement. But when he is walking on the street at the first sight, he understands that this... is the tenement.
His previous ideal was that he could one day, as a civil official, step on this Tang Lu and look at the distant world.
Meng Hao silently looked at the tenement building in the wind and snow for a long, long time.
"Before my mother and father disappeared, there was a purple wind blowing outside. The auspiciousness from outsiders said that gods were seen in the sky..." Meng Hao walked forward, looked at the tenement house, and muttered.
Meng Hao was silent. He would never forget what happened on that night many years ago. Since that day, his childhood has disappeared. His character is no longer dependent on his parents, but has become stronger.
Since that day, Meng Hao has a dream, he is going to Dongtu, he is going to Datang!
It is said by outsiders that his parents are dead, but Meng Hao knows that his parents are only missing and they are still there. Meng Hao will not forget that his father in a purple gown stood by the window and watched the purple wind outside that night. I couldn't bear it when I looked back at me.
He will not forget the mother's low cry in the night.
He didn't tell anyone about these things, he just kept it in his heart.
Meng Hao looked at the approaching tenement building, wondering why so many past events appeared in his mind, and sighed softly. His sigh was fragmented in this wind and snow, and it could not be transmitted from the capital or from the capital. The Kingdom of Zhao, let alone the southern region, could not cross the Tianhe Sea, and could not reach Chang'an in the East.
"Perhaps since I was a child, I heard my mother talk about Datang. When it comes to the capital of every country in the world, there is a tenement house. There is called Dongtuwai, the closest place to Chang'an." Meng Hao whispered softly. Mumbled, approached the area of the tenement building and looked up.
The wind and snow were heavy, and the whimper of gusts of wind spread all over the surrounding area. Snowflakes seemed to keep hitting the tenement building. From here, the building is very elegantly constructed. The octagonal base cushion is erected like a pagoda. there.
The cyan color of the whole body, like the imagined Datang, might have been this color.
Although it was a snowy night, there were still soldiers from the State of Zhao patrolling outside this tenement.
But this is for mortals, Meng Hao walked all the way without being noticed by the officers and soldiers until he entered the tenement house.
A stairway from a certain age surrounds the tenement building and goes straight to the top. There are many carved and colorful murals all around, describing Dongtu, Datang, and Chang'an.
"I still remember that my mother told me about the Great Tang Dynasty. I was young and didn't understand it. But now I remember that the description of Dongtu, the Chang'an, and the Tang Dynasty described by my mother would be difficult if I didn't see it with my own eyes. So detailed. Not, the appearance of this Tang Mansion mural." Meng Hao watched, walked up the stairs, and watched all the way until he reached the top of the Tang Mansion. The mural was over. Surrounded by mountains, there are beautiful legends that make people look outward and fascinating.
On the roof of this tenement building, the wind and snow roared outside, the sound of the wind was louder, and the snow was thicker. Meng Hao stood there and took a deep breath. , No see... Chang'an.
"It turns out that you can't see Chang'an here."
Meng Hao murmured softly, standing there silently, his thoughts fluctuating for a long time. At this moment, he was not a civil official, and he did not worship the world.
"I'm on a different path, but the direction is the same..." The wind blows from the outside, spreading his long hair, and the snow comes and surrounds him without melting, as if to approve of Meng Hao's life, just like this snow. .
For a long time, Meng Hao closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in this tenement building, meditating quietly.
In the middle of the night, the wind and snow were heavier, and most of the lights of thousands of households were extinguished. Looking at this tenement building, the whole city was pitch black and quiet. In this pitch black and quiet, Meng Hao’s closed eyes revealed something Many years ago, in Yunjie County, the warmth in the wind and snow.
For a long time, for a long time, a night of wind and snow has passed.
In the early morning, Meng Hao opened his eyes, wondering whether he saw Chu Yang for the first time or Chu Yang saw him for the first time.
With the arrival of the early morning, the entire city slowly became lively, and the streets were bustling and the mortal world, at this time, slowly spread out in front of Meng Hao.
Meng Hao watched silently until late at night, until early morning, one day, two days, three days.
For seven days, in the silent gaze of Meng Hao, it gradually passed, and the light in Meng Hao's eyes also began to be faint, bright, and calm until now.
Like a change in thoughts, like an insight in life, in the early morning of the eighth day, Meng Hao saw the downstairs of the Tang Building. The officers and soldiers worshipped together. A middle-aged man dressed in an imperial robe was surrounded by a group of people behind him. To worship the heaven and the earth, many people in the distance followed and paid homage together.
Meng Hao got up, took a step towards the sky at the moment they bowed, avoided the bow, walked out of the Tang Mansion, and slid forward with the treasure fan under his feet. He knew that he was about to leave when it was time to leave. Leaving, I want to look back at the tenement house for the last time.
But as soon as he turned his head, Meng Hao's eyes condensed suddenly.
He saw that the moment the people kneeled outside the Tang Tower, the Tang Tower had a soft light flashing, emitting a light that mortals could not see, and only those with physical and spiritual power might be able to notice.
This light rushed straight into the sky, causing the clouds to roll, and a huge vortex appeared faintly. This vortex was still invisible to mortals, but in Meng Hao's eyes, the vortex was extremely clear, making him take a breath and look shocked.
Because he clearly saw that in the whirlpool, actually... there was an inexhaustible skeleton and ruins, gloomy, black mist looming, unable to see too much detail, but there was an indescribable mystery and gloom. Diffused.
Meng Hao's mind was shaken, and he even saw that there seemed to be a huge coffin in the black mist of the whirlpool. Even at this moment, in the endless ruins that Meng Hao saw in the whirlpool, there was a corpse sitting cross-legged next to the coffin with a dry body. His eyes were opened at this instant. In the gray pupils, there were seven The spots of light surrounded by stars, although dim, made this person's gaze seem to penetrate the vortex, looking at Meng Hao.
At this moment, Meng Hao's heart roared, his eyes couldn't close, and even a tingling pain in his eyes, as if seven stars in the gray eyes were also appearing in his pupils.
At this moment, his body showed some signs of withering, and a trace of black mist was exuding from the sweat pores of Meng Hao's body.
Meng Hao's body quickly retreated in amazement. At the same time, the whirlpool was quickly swallowed by clouds and mist for some reason. The pressure around Meng Hao dissipated, and everything returned to normal, as if the previous scene was an illusion.
But at this moment, the withering of his body, although it does not continue, the traces of death are still still exuding. Meng Hao's complexion changes continuously. When he looks down at the earth, the light of the Tang Mansion is no longer. The worship of the people on the earth Still going on, Meng Hao's face was gloomy, and he urged the treasure fan without hesitation and turned into Changhong and left quickly.
Until he slid out of the capital city of Zhao State, Meng Hao looked back at the direction of the Tang Mansion and then at the sky, a strong doubt arose in his silence.
"That can't be an illusion, what kind of existence is the Tanglou... I thought it was just a mortal thing, but now it seems absolutely impossible!"
"And the world in the whirlpool, where is it... It's a ruin, filled with death, and countless bones..." Meng Hao's scalp numb, thinking of the one who opened his eyes and looked at him in the ruins. A corpse.
The corpse's eyes were full of coldness and gloom, especially the seven star-like light spots in the gray pupils, which reminded Meng Hao at the moment that he still felt cold all over his body, and cold sweat.
"And that... the coffin." Meng Hao took a deep breath, his expression in awe.
"Who was buried in it, and why did it appear in the mysterious place of the whirlpool, why... is it related to the Tang Mansion... Is there any connection between all this and the East China Tang?" Meng Hao was silent and looked at the Tang Mansion. His gaze, more awe, took a deep breath at this moment, and could not glide for long. After landing, he stepped and left here quickly.
He faintly felt that being seen by the corpse in the whirlpool seemed to be a disaster...