The hall was silent. After a long while, the seventh elder called out from outside the hall, "My lord."
The voice was faint and went deep into the hall, but no one responded.
“Those people in the courtyard…” Lao Qi didn’t dare to make a decision on his own and had to ask Gu Fuyou for instructions.
Gu Fuyou stood up abruptly, his eyes became sharp, sweeping away his previous dejected and sad look, and his expression became cold and hard.
As if for revenge or to vent her anger, she was going to kill all those people without leaving any alive.
As if this would make him feel better.
She walked quickly toward the courtyard, followed by Old Seven.
Mr. Zhai looked at her back, shook his head, and after instructing Ersan to keep an eye on Yier and not let her go to the courtyard, he quickly caught up with Gu Fuyou and the others.
When she arrived at the square, Gu Fuyou had already stopped in front of the group of captives, looking left and right, as if sizing up the people from the Zuo family.
Gu Fuyou was selecting people and wanted to do it himself, but there were too many people left in the Zuo family.
She chose a woman. The woman was petite, with her head down and shrunken. She was surrounded by strong men in front, behind, and on both sides. These men blocked her with their bodies intentionally or unintentionally. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to find her.
Gu Fuyou thought: "This is a woman with some status in the Zuo family."
Gu Fuyou pointed, signaling for the woman to be brought out. She beckoned, and Yinhen was already in her hand.
Lao Qi wanted to go in and carry the woman out. When he approached her, the men on her left and right stopped him. Even though their spiritual powers were sealed, they still held his waist tightly.
It’s not that Lao Qi couldn’t beat them, but since Gu Fuyou didn’t give him the order, he couldn’t kill them, so he just knocked them out and pulled them away.
While they were struggling, they heard the crying of a young child.
Gu Fuyou also heard it, was startled, and looked in the direction of the sound. Slave Sixteen grabbed a little girl by the back of her collar and dragged her over.
The little girl looked about six or seven years old, not older than Yi'er. Sixteen was a strong man, and he carried the little girl like he was carrying a chick.
The little girl was panicked and scared. She grabbed Sixteen's hands from behind and cried all the way over, "Mom."
Gu Fuyou asked Sixteen: "Who... is this?"
Sixteen said, "Sir, this is a girl from the group of prisoners we captured. My lord ordered them to be taken out of the dungeon, and when I counted them, I found one missing. I searched the cell and found this girl out of the box."
Sixteen loosened his hand, and the little girl fell to the ground. She got up, looked up and saw Gu Fuyou, and was so scared that she fell silent.
Gu Fuyou stared at the little girl. From Bailu City to the thirty-third heaven, she had never seen a child.
Part of the reason may be that he was caught by her slaves. Another part of the reason is that it is not easy for cultivators to give birth, and there are few opportunities to encounter young children.
She was restless and suddenly realized that she had never thought about how to deal with the child. She had no idea that she would encounter such a problem, or she had avoided it deep in her heart.
The feeling towards the children of the Zuo family and the adult monks of the Zuo family is different.
She hated the difference.
When arguing with Zhong Michu, he said it very fluently, leaving no one behind, those people were just numbers. But now seeing this little girl, he couldn't be so swift.
However, she hesitated for only a moment, then she thought of Yi'er, who was about the same age as her when she died. Her heart turned cold again.
Yinhen raised his sword and pointed it at the little girl, the tip of the sword reflecting a gloomy light.
The woman she pointed at earlier ran out screaming, and was pinned down by Sixteen. The little girl seemed to have come back to her senses, and finally responded. She crawled into the woman's arms and cried, "Mom, I'm scared."
The woman hugged her tightly, her eyes filled with tears, and faced Gu Fuyou like a female beast, lowering her front body in a defensive posture.
This time he no longer lowered his head, but stared straight at Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou suddenly laughed: "Don't look at me like that. It's obviously because of your Zuo family's many evil deeds that you have ended up like this. Why do I seem to be the villain?"
Gu Fuyou's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he said in a deep voice: "It is your Zuo family who is greedy and has slaughtered the entire family and done all kinds of bad things..."
"You, the Zuo family, have brought this upon yourselves. You owe it to my Gu family!" Gu Fuyou became more and more angry as he spoke. He suddenly thrust out the sword, with the tip of the sword pointing towards the girl's back.
If the sword was powerful enough, it could pierce the hearts of both mother and daughter.
The woman put her arms around the girl's back, and the sword stopped at the woman's wrist. The sword energy pierced her skin, and a trail of bright red blood meandered down.
It's hard to make any further progress.
—You used to hate injustice, and you hated the Zuo family for being unfair.
—Ah Man, those who deserved to die are already dead. If you execute those insignificant people, you won't feel happy, and you will be the only one who suffers.
-aunt.
—Aunt, I miss you so much.
- What good is that! They want you to be kept in captivity like livestock so that I can live in misery. What good is that? Gu Fuyou!
—Si Miao, why don’t you speak
—If the heaven has eyes, your family will be punished for their karma, their future will be ruined, and they will have no descendants. Do you want to become an immortal? You’re dreaming!
Countless words echoed in her mind, and countless images flashed by, pulling her from both sides, almost tearing her apart.
Yinhen trembled because her sword-holding hand was shaking slightly.
Gu Fuyou gritted her teeth and stared at the mother and daughter with bloodshot eyes. She was anxious and uncomfortable because she couldn't bring herself to do it.
Sixteen was worried and surprised: "Sir?"
Gu Fuyou raised her head and found that everyone was looking at her. For a moment, she hated all these gazes. A violent aura gathered in her heart and for a moment she had the urge to kill.
She was not crazy enough to do whatever she wanted. When the thought flashed through her mind for a moment, she was startled, and gradually came to her senses. However, she was terrified that when the evil thought came to her mind, she would really do it.
Sixteen was standing next to her, and not far to her right were Seventh and Mr. Zhai. If a fight broke out, these three would be the first to bear the brunt.
Her hands trembled even more violently, and the hatred for herself for not being able to do it was buried by her fear of herself.
I can't believe I would have such an impulse, it's too unfamiliar.
She turned around abruptly and hurried to the Zhuling Broken Stage, leaving everyone puzzled.
Lao Qi looked at Gu Fuyou’s back and said, “Mr. Zhai, this…” He was becoming more and more confused about his master’s thoughts.
Mr. Zhai said, "I'll go and take a look." He asked Lao Qi to keep an eye on the people here, and left, fanning himself.
When they reached the Zhuling Broken Terrace, Gu Fuyou leaned on his sword and knelt on the top step.
Gu Fuyou had his back to her, and she couldn't see his expression, but she could tell that he was not at peace.
Gu Fuyou is becoming more and more moody now.
Mr. Zhai said slowly: "You are unwilling to spare these people's lives, and you are unwilling to kill them. You can't be a completely good person, nor can you be a completely bad person. If you are a half-baked villain, you will be the only one who suffers in the end."
Gu Fuyou said with a smile: "Mr. Zhai, I am going crazy. When I go crazy, I will not be merciful to anyone."
Mr. Zhai waved his folding fan, not questioning Gu Fuyou's words, but not panicking either. He just said, "Oh, being crazy is actually quite comfortable. You won't feel bad about anything you do."
Gu Fuyou was stunned for a long while and fell into darkness. There was no way out and she could only walk towards the abyss. Zhong Michu's words were engraved in her mind, so that she now felt a little self-pity and sad. When she turned around to look at Mr. Zhai, a full tear fell.
Mr. Zhai smiled and said, "A'man is dead, and the one who is alive is Gu Fuyou. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish. This is true and not true." She listened to most of the conversation between Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu.
Gu Fuyou heard her mention this and said, "You stand on Zhong Michu's side."
Mr. Zhai stopped joking and said seriously, "She and I are both on your side."
Gu Fuyou thought of Zhong Michu, and felt pain and resentment in his heart: "She stands on my side? She keeps saying that she is speaking for the Zuo family. She doesn't understand me, doesn't support me, and now she hates me. Ha, Gu Fuyou's hands are stained with blood, and he is cruel and heartless!"
Mr. Zhai raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Oh, to intercede for the Zuo family? She has a lover in the Zuo family, so she wants to intercede for the Zuo family?"
Mr. Zhai tapped his ears with his folding fan and said, "Maybe I missed it. Why didn't I hear Miss Zhong say that she hates you? She said that you are now 'like an evil ghost, with an ugly heart and appearance'?"
"Not far away. If I go crazy, it won't be far away."
The prisoners were locked up in the dungeon again. Gu Fuyou didn't want to let them go, but for the time being he didn't have the energy to deal with them personally.
When she returned to Wankong Palace, the broken dishes had already been cleaned up.
She looked at the original table for a long time, then went straight back to the inner hall.
I am so tired. This day is even more tiring than fighting with the Zuo family. I don't want to speak or think about anything now.
As soon as I lay down on the bed, I couldn't help but recall Zhong Michu's appearance and what he said.
As I was thinking, I fell asleep without knowing when.
In her dream, the Thirty-Three Heavens were burned to ashes, and the ground was covered with blood. She stood at the edge of the island and saw the blood flowing from the edge like a hanging red ribbon.
She turned around and saw two people hanging on the city wall. She squinted and saw that they were Yier and her sister-in-law.
Her heart tightened, and she hurried over and called out, "Yier! Sister-in-law!"
She was so heartbroken that tears immediately flowed down her face. She was so scared that she didn't even dare to look up, fearing that there were two corpses above.
I could only lower my head and rush over there quickly.
The river of blood beneath her feet suddenly began to move, wriggling as if it had life. With every step she took, her body sank a little further, until she could no longer move and her entire body was about to sink into the river of blood.
She reached out with her hands, terrified, wanting someone to save her.
"Zhong Michu!"
She woke up from her dream, sweating profusely.
My heart hasn't settled down yet, and the panic in the dream continues into reality.
The hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, sticking to her pale skin. She stood up, panting, and called out, "Zhong Michu."
"Zhong Michu." She vaguely thought that Zhong Michu was sleeping outside in Bailu City, and as long as she opened her mouth, Zhong Michu would come in.
No one answered her.
It took me a long time to come back to my senses. This was not Bailu City, and Zhong Michu had already left.
The empty hall was silent, and her heart was empty as well. After a long while, she returned to her bed and sat back down silently.
Looking at the glass lamp with a dazed look in his eyes, he sang a lullaby to himself.
After such a dream, she thought she couldn't sleep anymore and she no longer wanted to sleep.
But I don’t know why, I fell into the dream again.
This time the dream was not as frightening.
In her dream, she was like a spectator watching a play.
The protagonist in the play was exactly her, or rather the body she was using.
Qingluan flew to a palace on the wind. When the guards in front of the palace saw her, they treated her as a powerful enemy.
"I want to see Emperor Yi, let Emperor Yi come out!"
The guard did not go in to report, nor did he want her to go in.
Just as Qingluan was about to make a move, a group of people came out from the hall, all wearing armor. The one in the lead said, "The two tribes have already reached a truce. Now is the most crucial battle against Zhu Yan. Do you still want to cause trouble at this time?"
When Qingluan saw him, her eyes lit up and she grabbed his wrist: "You can't go." Jiaoyan looked pitiful.
"The Golden Dragon royal family is completely destroyed. My brother and I are the only ones left in the Divine Dragon royal family. As your majesty, I have to manage the four seas. Only I can do it."
"You go and you don't come back."
"The war between the two tribes caused this disaster, and we have to solve it ourselves. Whatever we have to pay is what we deserve."
"Emperor Yi!"
Gu Fuyou opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside. His eyes were like a blue lake, and the bright red at the corners of his eyes complemented each other perfectly.
Seeing that she was sitting up, she got off the ground, stretched her body, and moaned: "This girl is really ruining my body."
She walked out of the palace gate. The sun was shining brightly. She squinted her eyes and lazily raised her hand to cover them. She muttered to herself, "What time is it?"
Sixteen, who was standing at a distance, heard this and said, "Sir, it is the end of the Chen hour."
She glanced at Sixteen, her eyes full of charm. Sixteen blushed and lowered her head.
"Go, invite Mr. Zhai over."
"yes."
She just stood outside, squinting her eyes in the sun.
When Mr. Zhai came over, he saw that the man who was crazy yesterday was standing lazily in the sun today, looking relaxed and comfortable.
Qingjun glanced at Mr. Zhai and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhai."
Mr. Zhai was complaining in his heart and spoke strangely. It was obviously the same face, but it seemed like a different one.
"Mr. Zhai, let's go to Xuanmiao Gate and lead the way."
Mr. Zhai couldn't keep up with her pace and said in a daze: "Xuan Miao Men? Now?"
Looking at Qingjun's eyes, it was obvious that he didn't want to waste any more time talking.
"… I'm not familiar with the route either, but Yinhe Xinghan should know the way. I'll go find them."