"There have been many struggles for power in the history of witch sects. Each time it was extremely fierce. But as soon as the Witch Emperor Seed appeared, the military disaster disappeared immediately, and no one dared to fight. You are the apprentice of Uncle Fengxue. I don't believe him. I can't see it, and after I see it, I won't tell you about your destiny.
"That doesn't explain why you know.
"You may not know it yourself." A Mingfei smiled and pointed to the rock not far away. Bai "There's always a shadow behind you."
Bosang didn't look at it, but suddenly said: "It turns out that Ri is the Demon Eye Sect Master.
"Since you entered the mountain, the magic eye Luohu has never left your side. I have always wondered why he, a man who puts the rules of witchcraft in the first place, can allow me to be like this in Wanyu Peak. I want to understand that if the Allah he believes in has not already appeared in the world, he will not care about my business. Maybe the Demon Eye Sect will also disappear in the Wanyu Mountains, just like the Phoenix Perched Divine Tree, whoever you are Can't find it either."
Bosang nodded and said seriously, "This is a flaw.
Ming Fei really waved his hand, indicating that this is a trivial matter and is no longer worth mentioning.
"I came to you, just to ask you. What are you asking for?"
"My ancestors were once said to be traitors to the kingdom. The Bahas family were once the guards who guarded the Besang royal family. But they were slandered as traitors who killed the king.
I never knew what my ancestors were feeling back then. Until I saw my lord pass away before me.
What a heart-wrenching pain that was. What's wrong with the grievance.
No wonder he wanted to live, suffered humiliation, fell into the mud several times without color, still gritted his teeth, and asked only the word truth.
I don't think he is trying to vindicate himself, he really wants to know what killed his king. No matter what kind of wind and frost he has gone through, I believe this is all he wants. "
"Just like you?"
"Your ancestors chose to forbear, and you chose to resist. In fact, the essence is the same. You just want to know what happened in the past."
… would have been the same. "
Bosang looked at the sea of clouds and said lightly: "Do you know how many people die every year from the Heisna tribe? It's not the disaster of war, nor the bandits. It can kill our entire tribe. It's not easy even now. Every new year, I have to work hard to calculate how many people will die this year. That's a tough job. I need to know , My people, why are we suffering so much. I want to know whether we are treasonous or not.
I want more than the truth. I want truth, and glory. "That's enough."
Ming Feizhen stood up, turned and walked away.
"Without your support, this battle would not have been possible. I'm not talking about Heisna Chiyu, who was born of the sorcerer's kind. I'm talking about Weilong Bosang, who has worked so hard. I think you understand what I mean."
Chapter 72: The First Mission of the Heart (Part 1) 5
I've been feeling restless lately.
I had nothing to do, so I tried to calm down my mood one by one by practicing calligraphy.
Putting down the two pens, I wiped the sweat from my forehead and glanced at my calligraphy.
'There is no suitable vulgar rhyme, and the nature loves Elbow Mountain. It's been 30 years since I fell into the dust net by mistake.
"Well, it really is an iron painting with a silver hook, and the skill is deep. It's not worth my hard work for many years, but the calligraphy is still good."
"What are you doing?" The boss's voice came from outside the door.
She was holding a tea tray with a pot of hot tea and four baskets of snacks on it, and she saw me scribbling and drawing at the table from afar, with a pen and a snake. But it didn't look like I was writing a letter or drawing, so I didn't call out to me.
Shen Yiren put down the tea tray, poured me a cup, and took a look at my words.
"Why are you doing such a boring thing?" "Hey, what is this."
I wave my hand.
"My master was able to hold two pens in his left and right hands, open his mouth to the left and the right, and use his heart and four sides to write at the same time. I have been learning from him for a long time, and it has always been difficult to use one heart and two sides at the same time.
"One mind and four uses?" Shen Yiren put down the hot tea and handed me a piece of cake, "Daluoshan has so many documents for review?"
"No.
I honestly took the cake, picked up the tea and drank it and replied, "He was dictating "The Spring in the Garden Can't Be Closed" by the previous generation of great scholars. The article was written in a simple way. ."
...You Daluoshan don't have any serious business to do? "Yes" I have been in the mountains all year round, that's about it. . Boss, do you have any more cakes? "
Shen Yiren handed me another piece and sighed, "After everyone else is busy, some supernatural power masters have also begun to adjust their mood. Why do you seem to be doing nothing all day?"
"I'm not completely idle either." I bit the fly cake and mumbled, "Look, I've already eaten your dinner today at lunch."
"I see you, you are a little nervous." The boss didn't take care of the dinner, but looked at me and said.
I blinked my eyes: "Why do you see it?" Ba "If you were so at ease, you would go to the market to take advantage of the excitement, or find a place to sleep well. You would never stay in the study to do such a boring job. Boring things—even though you go to the market, I think you are boring enough."
Sure enough, it is Moruoyi who knows the truth. The Yizhen group is not called by the day.
"Boss, come and give a hug!!"
"Don't be ridiculous." The boss glared at me and almost pulled out the inkstone from his waist, "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know very well either." I touched my nose and said with a smile, "I just feel a little restless and inexplicably irritable.
"When faced with a life-or-death situation, it's normal for you to feel nervous.
"That's why I came to write." As Ba was talking, Shen Yiren suddenly stuffed a piece of mung bean cake into my mouth, making me speechless...
"It's not true, since you're nervous, it means you're not sure about things. Zhuangzhuang Luo and the others meditate every day to make their minds peaceful. Why don't you learn from them and adjust yourself."
"Adjustment..." I bit the pancake in my mouth and thought back: "Then what should I do?"
"You don't have to do anything special either. Just do what you usually like to do."
"That's not just eating and waiting to die...
Suddenly, a slender and fair hand grabbed tightly on his cheek, and Boss Shen smiled.
"What were you trying to say?" Ba... I said I was trying to work hard to repay my boss for his love for me. "
"It's about the same." The boss paused and said seriously to me: "You should do something to make yourself happy, it doesn't have to be a big deal, just anything."
Something to make yourself happy... 3**************** Ba
"Tang Ye, are you there?" 12 I shouted into the carriage. After Luo Ming went back to the carriage, Tang Ye was the only regular passenger left. He closed his eyes in the carriage every eighth, and did nothing else. There seems to be an infinite number of things to think about, but I think now, I think about the same. D's carriage answered lightly. "Not."
"Are you asleep?"
"Sleep." "That's disturbing." I opened the curtain and went in. 1 Tang Ye looked at me and said slowly... I said I was asleep. "
"You still said you weren't there." 2 I ignored him and sat cross-legged: "Hey, you've been self-contained in the carriage for so long, have you figured out anything? "
Tang Ye said honestly, "No."
"Then you are still sitting."