Shi Jingzhi had a nightmare that was not long. He knew that he was dreaming and felt quite at ease.
Queen Milan was not like Yan Budu. She had no intention of leaving details to the world. Almost overwhelming hatred and despair poured down from her head, and Shi Jingzhi almost lost consciousness.
The Queen's temperament is even more ruthless than that of Demon Yama, and she shows no mercy to "similar people". Shi Jingzhi was a little scared - if he hadn't gotten the help of Yin Ci and Chen Qianfan, he might not have been able to win the secret book. To deal with the "Queen's Funeral" with full combat power, normally he must have at least a well-trained army.
She hopes to leave her last words to someone strong enough.
Shi Jingzhi didn't know if he had taken advantage of this, he just had a vague feeling. Queen Milan's last words were definitely not something he could digest easily.
Sure enough, in the midst of overwhelming despair, the message she gave was quite direct.
When the nightmare began, Shi Jingzhi saw the vast glaciers in the north. Queen Milan stands on the edge of the glacier, wearing a blue and white royal robe, looking stunning.
There was no one around her.
Opposite her, Dayun's tens of thousands of troops stood, including thousands of Milan soldiers. The leader was a man on a white horse, who looked like he was the Imperial Master of the Yun Dynasty at that time.
"What am I? A monster you created, or a weapon?"
Under the dark clouds and storm, she asked calmly. The sound was transmitted by magic, and the surrounding generals and soldiers were indifferent. It seemed that only the national master could hear it.
The Imperial Master raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Queen Milan up and down. The latter coughed up a mouthful of blood, his smile was full of ridicule, and his whole person was like a sick plum standing on the top of a glacier.
"When I was treating a disease, I found the array in my own blood. The array was so complicated that it didn't look like a human being, and there were indeed traces of human modification. It has been with me since I was born. Short-lived, strange diseases and terrifying desires are all related to it, right?"
Queen Milan's tone was closer to an accusation than a question. There was some appreciation in the Imperial Master's eyes, but that appreciation quickly turned into regret.
"To be able to detect the blood formation, he is worthy of being a legendary martial arts prodigy, but it's a pity..."
His voice was very low, and it was also sent out through the magic, like a needle prick.
"Don't be sorry. Today, I just want to die and understand. You thing, if you dare to lie in front of me, I will go to hell, and I will take the lives of tens of thousands of people behind you with you."
Queen Milan interrupted him with a sneer.
The Imperial Master's face looked pitiful, as if he were looking at an unreasonable child. He looked at the number of spells that were ready to go next to the queen, pondered for a moment, and finally spoke.
"Da Yun has had children from generation to generation. He is talented and elegant. The saint sacrificed his body to heaven, and God has given such blessings. You are not monsters, but destiny. We will send you to the land of freedom, It’s a lot of hard work.”
"It's a pity, it's a pity... The woman's family has a shallow heart, and her determination is too biased, and she will never be able to inherit her destiny."
Queen Milan's smile grew bigger and bigger, the cold wind blew up her long sleeves, and the evil and fairy auras mixed together.
"Yuzi? Dingyu? Let me ask you, is the 'bloodshot disease' that almost killed me the same as Dingyu?"
The Imperial Master nodded gently: "That's true."
The queen clenched the veil in her hand, her smile a little twisted. On a sunny day, dark clouds rolled up, and thunder rumbled from the clouds.
Her despair became thicker and thicker, wrapped in messy fragments. It's hard to say whether the memory of the time of concentration is a blessing or a curse. She is destined to be born without it.
Queen Xu Luo suffered from a strange disease called hemoptysis, which made it difficult for her to have children, so she was ignored by the royal family. She had been in the palace for many days, but the royal family only treated her as a beautiful ornament and only gave her a slave girl named A Tao.
However, when the two duckweeds met, the queen had her first friend in her life.
One spring day she received this handkerchief. Under the sun, the slave girl A Tao's eyes were shining brightly, and her smile was brighter than ever—
Keep it, I embroidered it! I remember today is your birthday. Well, we're both stuck here alone, and we have to support each other.
I learned Dayun’s song from my girl, and I’ll sing it to you! How do you say Dayun's words? Nuan, Nuanfeng is affectionate and the peach branches are pretty...
It's a pity that my family are all royal slaves. Otherwise I would definitely travel all over the country and sing everywhere. Arlo, what do you want to do in the future
It was obviously just a smile, but it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. No matter what, she wanted to watch it again.
Promise her to fulfill that person's wish.
A few years later, next to the corpses of the royal family, on the blood-stained throne, the new king happily announced to his friends—
I want to abolish the imperial slave system, you can sing whatever you want.
I'll take care of your family, I'll take care of this country... Now I can do whatever I want.
… Ah Tao, why don’t you laugh
The slave A Tao knelt tremblingly under the throne, not daring to raise his head. Hearing this, she raised her head and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Not long after, A Tao's family was besieged by the people for "betraying the royal family and supporting the tyrant". A Tao did not ask for help from his former friends. When Xu Luo found out, they had already crossed the border and fled to Dayun.
She could never find that smile again.
A Tao fled in a hurry, and no matter how hard she tried to govern, in the eyes of the people of Milan, she would always be just a foreigner with ulterior motives who killed her husband, exterminated her clan and usurped the throne. She was in a dilemma, but her time was running out.
She knew in her heart that she would never see a smile like that again.
What a sad and ridiculous life, only to be rewarded with the frivolous phrase "people's hearts are shallow and their desires are too biased."
So what is "right"
The queen let go of her hand, and the crumpled veil flew in the wind and fell down the mountain. She looked directly into the eyes of the imperial master and said almost in one word: "Dayun has had children for generations, and he is talented and elegant. I know that I will not be the last one... This is enough, enough. ”
"Come on, I will teach you two things - first, when a person is about to die, his words may not be good. I lied to you when I said I would not kill people. Second..."
After letting go of the handkerchief, she smiled even more beautifully.
"You should keep your secrets, the dead may not be silent."
As soon as the queen finished speaking, several bright red spells shot out. The imperial master's expression changed, and he tried to resist with magic, but he immediately pierced his heart. Amidst the splashing blood, the huge glacier immediately shattered, and tens of thousands of troops instantly fell into the ice sea.
"Hey, let me show you the hatred of the 'women's family'."
The body of the Imperial Master was dragged forward by the spell, and the Queen hugged it tightly in her arms. After a bloody glow, more corpses swarmed around. Before being submerged by the corpses, the queen's face turned pale and her lips moved slightly.
"I will let you know that the saint sacrificed his body to heaven, and what God gave him was not blessing, but misfortune."
"I will be the doomed one."
For decades or hundreds of years, there will always be people of her kind coming to this northern land. Even if there is only a slight chance, she will make them pay the price.
Amidst the hatred and despair surrounding her, she finally shed tears. At the end of the nightmare, Shi Jingzhi saw the queen move her lips and stubbornly swallowed the last words.
Judging from the tiny mouth shape, she seemed to want to call out "A Tao".
The message in the nightmare's "last words" is really horrifying, and the feeling of the pile of corpses being piled up is too terrifying. Shi Jingzhi gasped twice and sat up suddenly.
He struggled wildly as if he were drowning, and then was caught by a warm hand.
Shi Jingzhi skillfully clenched his hand and hugged its owner. The despair and depression almost drowned him, but fortunately he still had some unsinkable driftwood.
"Are you awake?" Yin Ci breathed a sigh of relief.
Shi Jingzhi didn't know if he was awake or not - the aftereffects of the Living Puppet Curse were like a hangover, and coupled with the influence of Queen Milan's "last words", his brain seemed to be bubbling inside his skull. Master Shi let go of his apprentice and pulled at the edge of the wooden boat for a long time, trying to vomit.
As a result, there was nothing in his stomach to vomit, so he retched for a long time before he recovered.
When his memory was restored when he was three years old, Shi Jingzhi knew that the matter of "Ding Yu" was inseparable from the previous imperial preceptor. Who would have known that this "relationship" began more than two hundred years ago.
It was not just one national master who intervened, but a group of them.
Queen Milan, Yan Budu and herself are all living creatures called "Yuzi". Their strange illness of coughing up blood and twisted desires are all due to this identity.
Dayun has had children from generation to generation. Apart from the two particularly noisy ones, the Queen and Yan Budu, how many others are buried in the shadows
According to the statement in the last words, the first generation of imperial masters worshiped the Queen of Heaven, and the "desired son" just appeared. But what exactly is "Yuzi" used for
Shi Jingzhi wished he could fly to Yidu right now and torture Jiang Youyue. It's a pity that Jiang Youyue was strictly protected. He was on guard by the royal family, so he might not be able to take action.
Besides, at this moment, he has more important things to consider—
There is no short-lived strange disease, he just has an unknown purpose in his blood. That magic circle has been with them since birth, and even Queen Milan couldn't remove it, which shows that they are not easy to deal with.
The Living Puppet Spell has expired, and Shi Jingzhi has lost Chen Qianfan's magical reserves and cannot deduce deeper clues. He could only grab Yin Ci and look around weakly: "Where are senior Chen and mother-in-law?"
The wooden boat seemed to be some kind of vehicle, and it was parked safely on the snowy field. Shi Zhongyu and Yan Qing were still sleeping, and Chen Qianfan and Granny Wei were the only ones missing on the boat.
Yin Ci lowered his eyes and wrote lightly: "They are all gone."
Shi Jingzhi's chaotic thoughts immediately solidified. The pot was still warm, so they must have just stopped. The sky below is empty and desolate, so the word "walk" must have only a small meaning.
After a long time, he thought slowly - before he went out, the two people were clearly fine. How come the feeling has passed and the person is no longer there
He immediately grabbed Yin Ci's hand, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would also disappear.
Ever since the restriction was lifted, Shi Jingzhi's body and mind had never rested, no matter the fierce battle or last words. Yin Ci looked at the person in front of him and felt that this person's limbs were full of fatigue, and the former vigorous vitality had faded a bit.
He thought for a moment and did not ask about his last words. Instead, he continued on his own: "Shi Zhongyu and Yan Qing are not in good condition and need a warm place to recuperate. This place is not far from Twin River, we can go there to rest for a while. moment."
"The sun has just risen now, and the Yin Qi has subsided. I'm going to look for Su Si. You wait for me here."
Yin Ci's tone was calm and unquestionable, which made people feel at ease.
Just like it was years ago.
… By the way, Aci is immortal. He thought in hindsight, unable to help but start to wander again.
Just for a moment, Shi Jingzhi felt that he felt the pain of Queen Milan - if he hadn't been surrounded by such a sliver of fate, those heavy truths would have crashed down, and he might have fallen into despair at a loss.
Shi Jingzhi had some strange sense of survival after the disaster, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Yin Ci seemed to have misunderstood Shi Jingzhi's daze, thinking that he had not recovered from the nightmare.
He took out an exquisite safety brochure and stuffed it into Shi Jingzhi's palm: "It was embroidered by Granny Wei. There is a safety charm written by Chen Qianfan in it. Remember not to open it casually... I accepted your 'Lantern Deed' and I have to return it." A gift.”
After saying that, Yin Ci took out another safety bag from his arms and waved it in front of Shi Jingzhi: "This is mine. I contracted the lantern to put it away."
Oh, this is coaxing myself.
Shi Jingzhi suddenly felt that this man's three-blade ax had not changed in twenty years, which showed that he did not have much stock. Even though Master Shi was heavy-hearted, he was almost amused by his disciple.
Yin Ci clumsily continued to pretend to be a father, and his tone was a little hesitant: "When we get to Twin Rivers, I will cook fish for you."
Shi Jingzhi carefully held the safety kit in his arms and looked at Yin Ci: "My teacher is already three years old. I was just thinking about business."
He is no longer the little mute he was back then, and this bribe can no longer fool him.
"But I still want to eat fish fillets with juice." He thought for a moment and then added seriously.
Yin Ci's expression relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to say something, his brows slowly frowned.
Shi Jingzhi turned his head and followed Yin Ci's gaze - not far away, a line of white smoke was billowing. Just looking at the shape, it looks a bit weird when approaching, but the demonic aura is quite weak.
Only when the thing got closer did the two of them get a rough idea. It was a small sleigh pulled by a group of rabbit monsters. There was a human figure standing on the sleigh, and the figure was holding a... big goose in his hand.
The goose had two fleshy tentacles on its head, and its eyes were stern and dissatisfied. They looked very familiar.
Mr. Bai had a piece of warm jade hanging on his chest. He looked shocked, but fortunately he was not injured. Su Si fainted at the end of the sled. He was wrapped in thick clothes, his face was still stained with blood, and he still had a few breaths left.
"Long time no see, Master Shi, did your Dry Mountain Sect lose something?" The sled stopped next to the wooden boat, and the person on the sled was smiling brightly.
Shi Jingzhi: "...Thank you, Miss Shen."
He was a bit dumbfounded, so he had to cooperate with Shen Zhu in acting first. Based on Yin Ci's experience, he probably discovered the connection between the two under the ghost tomb. Now Shen Zhu was pretending not to be familiar with him in person, and he didn't know whether he should introduce this subordinate.
The atmosphere was almost embarrassing to say the least.
Master Shi had just received a piece of true love, and the enthusiasm hadn't passed yet, and he was afraid that his hands would slip and fall out. He was speechless for a moment, unable to think of a smooth response.
On the other side, Yin Ci did remember the face of the person who came, and that person was Shen Zhu who was under the ghost tomb.
When they were still in the Ghost Tomb, Shi Jingzhi had been sneaking around with this person alone. Disciples of Yueshui Pavilion are always running around, investigating strange things. Now that we bumped into each other here, it can barely be explained by coincidence, but...
Yin Ci glanced at the bird whistle on Shen Zhu's chest, and felt relieved when he thought of the sparrow feathers on Shi Jingzhi's body. It's just that now he has a different face. I don't know if Shi Jingzhi has ever mentioned this matter to this person.
At any rate, the two of them had been avoiding contact with him, and it seemed a bit hurtful to expose him directly. At the moment, Shi Jingzhi remained silent. It seemed that it was not right for him to speak.
The master and the apprentice looked at the sky and the ground, and the atmosphere fell into a suspicious silence.
Shen Zhu observed the inexplicable atmosphere for a while, his eyebrows rising higher and higher. Seeing that neither of them said a word, she slowly tasted something -
Shen Zhu dragged Su Si onto the wooden boat, then turned to Yin Ci: "Okay, I know you. I am indeed Shi Jingzhi's subordinate, but he didn't tell me nonsense about you. News from Yueshui Pavilion is always fast, I recognized you when I heard that you kissed Master in public at the city gate."
She smiled and spoke, trying to lighten the mood.
"Yin Ci, right? I had a deep impression on you at Ghost Tomb. If you dare to kiss your master like that, I've only seen you."