It was in an ancient world full of high martial arts, the old emperor who was lingering on the sick bed was running out of time, but he was full of unwillingness. He issued a call to action, appealing to capable people and different people in the world, if anyone can wish him a longer life, he will be rewarded generously.
After the announcement of the call to action, many people came to Beijing soon, offering all kinds of strange medicines.
The old emperor treated them one by one with courtesy and regarded them as guests of honor.
However, the emperor's illness not only did not get better after ingesting countless elixir, but even worsened.
In the end, the genius doctors of the Imperial Hospital kneeled and kowtowed, and confessed to the emperor that there are many miracle medicines in the world, although they can cure diseases and strengthen the body, they cannot prolong life.
The emperor finally woke up.
He is old and frail, and the end has come. His aging body is like a bottomless lake. No amount of panacea is just a stone thrown into the deep lake. The surging lake water swallowed it mercilessly.
Even if Hua Tuo was alive and Bian Que was reborn, there is no way to recover.
The old emperor was very sad, but he had to accept his fate.
He nestled in the majestic palace, watching the floating clouds, the sun moving westward, and the mountains and rivers that he raised his sword and rode his horses in his youth stretched for thousands of miles in the twilight, and the colorful clouds were like fire, casting gorgeous luster among the majestic mountains. The young sons knelt outside the palace gate. Although they didn't speak, there was a hint of urgency in their eyes.
The princes are waiting.
Wait for the old emperor to die, wait for the country to change hands.
This world... There is no place for him anymore.
But he still wants to live, he wants to live!
The old emperor's wrinkled eyelids were slightly closed, and a cloudy tear dripped from the corner of his eye.
Despite all kinds of reluctance, he still heard the footsteps of the god of death.
Not slow or fast, calm and calm, the soldiers and the prince outside the palace gate shouted and asked, drawing their swords to force each other, but they couldn't stop him at all.
The footsteps stopped beside the emperor's bed.
The old emperor desperately opened his eyes, wanting to take a last look at the world—
The blurred vision was like blurred ink, in the center reflected a expressionless but exquisite face, and a piece of pale golden paper that was handed to him.
It is the imperial list that the old emperor once posted all over the world.
Then, a pill was stuffed into the emperor's mouth.
The elixir has a strong fishy smell, like old dead wood, reminiscent of vultures circling above the dim desert, with blood flowing for thousands of miles and dead bones.
But after swallowing it, there is only a fresh fruity aroma left in the mouth.
…
Like a miracle, the old emperor's illness improved overnight, new black hair grew between the withered and white hair, and his almost shriveled limbs regained their strength.
For the first time in several months, he stepped out of the palace tremblingly step by step without the help of his servants, looked at the rising sun, and took a deep breath.
The morning sun shone on his delicate skin, reflected in his gradually brightening eyes, and turned into a blazing light, and every wave carried endless desire.
——As a human being, the inferiority of longing for eternal life.
The next day, the emperor resumed the early court.
And in the court hall, a new decree was promulgated without question - to make the foreigner Xie Ziyou a national teacher.
The unparalleled posture of the national teacher and the ability to bring the dead back to life spread throughout the world.
But in fact, the pill given to the old emperor by the national teacher cannot be done once and for all. It is like poppy, the more addicted, the stronger the body will be, but one day, once the drug is stopped, the whole person will age faster and die , decayed, and turned into a cloud of fly ash.
The old emperor was quite critical of this.
But when the national teacher broke up the medicine in front of him and fed it to a mouse, the emperor saw the white mouse go crazy because of the broken medicine, gnawed the iron cage frantically, scratched its cheeks with its claws, and gouged out its eyes , until the nails cracked and blood oozed from the skin all over his body, he collapsed to the ground panting, and stopped breathing after a few breaths.
The emperor felt chills down his spine, and he didn't dare to mention the broken medicine anymore.
The reason why the national teacher's medicine can revive the dead, flesh and bones, is because it contains the soul and flesh of the living.
As the name suggests, it uses flesh and blood as the furnace, the soul as the base, and secret techniques as the method to melt the living people into pills that prolong life.
When a living person dies, the more painful and desperate they are, the stronger the potion will be.
The emperor needs pills to keep his life alive, and the national teacher needs living people to refine alchemy. The princes looked at their increasingly young father, with evil thoughts in their hearts, and began to travel frequently to the national teacher's residence... The whole court gradually became a rope, and no one would never grow old , and no one can resist the temptation of eternal life.
It's just suffering the people of the world.
When 001 and his host came to this world, the world was already a dark scene.
Hunger is everywhere, people are struggling to survive, and the survivors shrank tremblingly in the thatched huts. They would rather starve to death than go out, because once they get out of the thatched huts, they may be greeted by the sharp knives of the patrol team, the bloody furnace and purgatory, and the inability to survive. Cruel torture that can't die.
No matter how arrogant the host was, in front of this tragic scene, he also frowned, his face was pale, and he was on the verge of falling.
001 quickly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, we are here to save them."
The young man looked disgusted, covered his mouth and mumbled: "Nonsense, I'm a man with the fate of the protagonist—shut up, did I let you talk?"
001 smiled wryly.
They started from small villages on the border, gathered villagers little by little, accumulated vitality, and called on them to rise up and resist.
It's been a long and difficult process.
As the size of the rebel army gradually expanded, their power gradually fell into the eyes of the powerful, from a speck of dust that could not be traced to sand that could not be tolerated in the eyes.
What followed was a long-planned assassination.
Someone in the rebel army was instigated by the powerful - even those who longed to get rid of the persecution couldn't get rid of their desire for pills. This was simply an unsolvable cycle.
The host of 001 was used to living a smooth life, but because of his arrogance, he took it easy for a while, and was murdered by the thieves.
Dragging his wounded body, the young man ran all the way into the dense forest, screaming in pain, "System, quickly change my medicine, change me to the best—"
Before he finished speaking, the poison on the wound broke out, he staggered, hit a dead bark pine tree by the side of the road, and immediately passed out on the ground.
001 hurriedly looked through the system list, and exchanged life-saving medicine for the host.
But just as it poured the medicine into the host's mouth, the sound of rustling footsteps suddenly came from not far away, the brocade boots rubbed against the dead leaves, and the visitor hurriedly rushed towards them.
A handsome figure came into 001's eyes.
It was a young man, tall and tall, dressed in fresh clothes, embroidered with elegant silver patterns on the plain white snow brocade clothes, with long sleeves as he ran, and his black hair fluttering behind him like a rushing waterfall.
The sunlight passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and fell between the slightly raised peach blossom eyes of the visitor, turning into beautiful water, rippling in circles.
The young man's face was anxious, but his exquisite face became brighter and brighter, like a snowy light illuminating the world.
— It was on the picture scrolls circulated among the rebels, the face belonging to the national teacher Xie Ziyou.
001 stood stiffly aside, watching Xie Ziyou pounce on his host, frantically went to sniff the boy, then lifted his upper body and leaned against the tree by the side of the road.
Xie Ziyou's hands were trembling, and there was water in his eyes, his eyes lightly fell on the young man's hideous wound, and then he turned his eyes away quickly, as if he was about to be stabbed by a sharp knife if he looked one more time.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." he murmured in a low voice, his voice hoarse, "system system, how is the protagonist doing now, is there anything wrong? I just touched his forehead, it seems a little hot, but his arms are a little cold..."
system
001's heart trembled.
This person in front of him... is the owner of the villain system
Just as it was wondering, it heard a gentle voice, with a bit of helplessness, let out a long sigh.
"Anla Youyou, you have halved the toxicity, he will be fine. In addition, we can communicate in consciousness, don't say everything, be careful not to be overheard."
Xie Ziyou had a bitter face, with a worried expression on his face: "The poison has been halved, but it is still very poisonous. You see, his face was pale just now, but now he suddenly turned red, and his breathing is still so rapid..."
"It's a good thing to turn red. Youyou, I know it's difficult for you to adapt to the mission for the first time, but if you reveal your identity, we will be deducted points. Can you... quietly watch from the back, don't get along The protagonist is so close?"
"But… "
Before he finished speaking, the boy who fell under the tree suddenly coughed violently, his eyelids trembled violently, showing signs of waking up.
Xie Ziyou: "!!!"
He covered his mouth in panic and looked around anxiously.
In the end, he panicked and ran towards a bush not far away—
But it was too late, no matter how powerful the "National Teacher" was, his running speed was not as fast as the boy opened his eyes.
Seeing that Xie Ziyou was about to be exposed, 001 suddenly shouted in his youthful consciousness: "Don't open your eyes!"
Boy: "...?"
His eyelids twitched slightly, and his eyelashes trembled violently, but they finally closed.
"Don't open your eyes," 001 repeated hastily, racking his brains to come up with an excuse, and remedied, "The medicine you just drank has not fully exerted its effects, so you can't open your eyes or move now, you must exercise immediately , so that no dark wounds will be left."
"… real or fake?"
The young man is skeptical.
But the assassination just now really frightened him. Just in case, the young man sat down cross-legged under the tree and practiced his skills quietly.
001 held his breath and stared at him without blinking.
After a few breaths, seeing that the young man was really meditating and adjusting his breath, the golden butterfly's wings fluttered slightly, it flew up lightly, and quietly cast its gaze into the distance.
Behind the green bushes in front, a white streak flew like a streamer, quietly, and quickly ran towards the depths of the dense forest.
But the incident happened hastily. At the moment when he passed by the bush, the national teacher's brocade sleeve accidentally caught on the sharp thorn of the bush, and a small piece of white cloth was torn off, hanging lightly on the branch, as if on the branch. A flower made of snow bloomed in a bush.
The young man heard the sound of fabric being torn from the tips of his ears, and was suddenly alert: "What sound?"
001 hurriedly jumped to the side branch, shaking the leaves.
When the young man opened his eyes, he saw only fallen dead leaves, a few of which fell between his eyebrows, slightly itchy, and made him wipe his face impatiently.
001 finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He kept pouring into his ears the host's cursing and complaining, but his body quietly rubbed against the bushes, quickly put away the white strips, and destroyed the corpse. After doing all this, 001 turned his eyes to the distance, staring at the direction where Xie Ziyou disappeared.
—— During the mission, he came to care about the protagonist.
Isn't he afraid that his identity will be revealed and points will be deducted
For some reason, recalling Xie Ziyou's worried eyes just now, 001 suddenly felt a gleam of joy in his heart, like a traveler who has been trekking in the desert for a long time, finally seeing a bright green light in front of him, and a slight wave of water vapor in the wind.
It thought to itself, what a naive... cute little guy.
Listening to what they said just now, is that person performing a villain mission for the first time
Thinking of this, 001 suddenly became worried again.
——For the first time on a mission, he encountered the status of "National Teacher", which is a disaster for the country and the people, and the anger of the sky and the people.
How long can that cute little Xie Ziyou maintain this innocence
The author has something to say: I have a dream... After three chapters, I will end this article, and after three more chapters, I will end the side story, and then I can rest happily. XD fg stands up~