In Puban, behind the human race's political hall, in the sparse woods, Emperor Shun sat on the ground with a xylophone resting on his knees. Pressing the strings lightly with your fingers, an ancient and clumsy tune comes out, spreading slowly with the breeze.
A faint cloud hovered over the woods, and fine raindrops fell lightly, soaking Emperor Shun's coarse clothes. With a faint smile, Di Shun's fingers danced on the strings, unmoved by the drizzle.
Wu Longyao sat under the big tree opposite Emperor Shun, beating time with his hands, shaking his head and listening to Emperor Shun's music.
After a while, Wu Longyao suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Aren't you really worried about Liangzhu?"
Emperor Shun's fingers suddenly stopped, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly. He opened his eyes and looked at Wulongyao, and said with a relaxed smile: "What can be the matter? There was a fire at night, and the sound of killing was loud. Based on my understanding of foreign races, maybe it was for As for whether to surrender to the Blood Crown Holy Lord or not, they are divided into two factions and are vigorously purging dissidents?"
Putting the xylophone carefully on the low table beside him, Emperor Shun shook his sleeves and said softly: "That's fine. It's always good for our human race if the aliens sacrifice their lives. If the aliens in Liangzhu City can We will all kill each other after killing each other. From now on, Siwen Ming will be able to govern the human race more easily, and we can feel more at ease."
Wulongyao narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky: "Aren't you worried about the Blood Crowned Saint?"
Emperor Shun suddenly smiled even brighter. He looked east, south, west and north respectively, and shook his head with a smile: "If the aliens in Liangzhu City increase their troops from Panyu World, I will naturally I’m worried and can’t sleep at night.”
"But if those powerful powers that can threaten the life and death of my human race descend from the sky... What should I worry about? If the human race can't stop it, of course someone will stop it! They just want to weaken and control my human race, but they don't dare to sit back and watch me. The human race has truly fallen into ruin.”
Wu Longyao curled his lips, secretly cursed 'Old slicker', and laughed quite easily.
Emperor Shun casually touched under the roots of the tree behind him, pulled out a wine jar from somewhere and threw it to Wulongyao. He changed his hand and touched the other side of the root of the tree. He took out another wine jar, opened the seal and took two big sips of the wine.
Narrowing his eyes, Di Shun said leisurely: "When Si Wenming is done with his busy work for a while, it's time for me to abdicate. Well, the things he should know should be sorted out and handed over to him."
Di Shun took a heavy breath of alcohol and chuckled: "For so many years, sometimes I was afraid of spilling the beans while sleeping... It's very tiring."
Wulongyao glanced towards the north, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Ji Hao took people to Panheng World, and I don't know what happened. What is Si Wenming doing to get involved in this kind of thing? He will be a human in the future The identity of the emperor, the matter of fighting and killing... "
Emperor Shun interrupted Wu Longyao's words. He squinted and smiled: "But Ji Hao is also the Emperor of Heaven. The two of them can work together, which is the blessing of our human race, so Si Wen ordered to go to Panheng World this time. , I agreed."
While talking and laughing, the two jars of fine wine were quickly drank down.
Obviously, Emperor Shun was in high spirits. He poured the wine jar, tapped the bottom of the jar with his palms, and sang a folk song with a cheerful rhythm. Emperor Shun's face was red and his singing voice was very loud. , even the thin cloud above his head was shattered by his singing, and the drizzle stopped.
Wulongyao looked at Emperor Shun in trance, and waited for Emperor Shun to finish singing before he asked seriously: "So, what about after abdicating the throne? What are you going to do? Follow the footsteps of the previous emperors and escape into Hongmeng, or... proclaim yourself the emperor?" Among the ancient stars? You know, if..."
"Silence!" Di Shun pointed at Wulong Yao and said softly: "Some things can be done but cannot be said. Elder Wulong, are you drunk?"
Wu Longyao shivered, and he nodded with a smile: "Yeah, I'm a little drunk. It seems that the methods of those old guys are still effective. For some things that shouldn't be said, just use the forbidden method. It should be banned. If you want to export it, your soul will just fly away, which is appropriate."
Emperor Shun smiled, looked up at the sky, and said in a daze: "Holy Emperor Xuanyuan said that I am the Lord of Shoucheng, and I am too kind and kind. If I escape into the Hongmeng, I am afraid that I will die within a few years." It’s dangerous. So, let’s spend a few years traveling around Pangu Continent, enjoying the beautiful mountains and rivers, and then we can call ourselves among the stars of Hongmeng.”
Wulongyao was silent for a while and nodded slowly.
Self-imposed among the ancient stars, a simple sentence represents countless years of loneliness and emptiness, countless years of self-imprisonment. Maybe one day, Emperor Shun will be able to break out of the ancient stars, but maybe there will never be such a day.
Wu Longyao looked at Emperor Shun deeply, as if he had seen those familiar and remarkable people before. They did not leave any traces in the human race's classics, not even a name. They were just like this Disappeared silently.
"Heaven's heart is unpredictable." Wulongyao let out a long sigh.
"Heaven's heart is the most benevolent. What is unpredictable is the human heart." Emperor Shun smiled softly and threw the empty wine jar into Wulongyao's arms: "Elder Wulong, you have to understand..."
Before they finished speaking, Emperor Shun and Wulongyao looked back in the direction of the political affairs hall at the same time. Wisps of hot breath were drifting out from the back door of the political hall. White mist rose from the ground that had just been wet by light rain. Soon the mist disappeared. The leaves in the forest quickly withered and turned yellow, and there was a "whoosh" , several small trees burned out of thin air.
"Zhu Rong Grand Ceremony, what happened? Did someone offend you?" Di Shun's face turned red due to alcohol quickly returned to normal. He straightened his waist and looked solemnly at Zhu Rong who walked out of the political hall step by step. .
Zhu Rong, whose whole body was surrounded by flames, smiled and shook his head: "No, Emperor Shun, no one has offended me. It's just that I have a rare treasure here. Please... and the Five Dragon Elders appreciate it."
Zhu Rongshi waved his hand, and the fist-sized Panyu's brain was surrounded by a layer of strange light and slowly flew out of his hand. Waves of soul waves that were too powerful to resist filled the entire forest. The expressions of Emperor Shun and Wu Longyao suddenly changed. They suddenly jumped up, their eyes blazing with angry fire.
But soon, the fire in their eyes quickly dimmed.
Like Zhu Rong, a strange light appeared in Emperor Shun's eyes.
Emperor Shun let out a desperate lament, but soon he laughed happily: "I am about to abdicate. With such power... you always like to hide behind historical legends... should you take action?"
"Oh? I'm looking forward to the appearance of the person you mentioned." Yu Huo quietly appeared in front of Emperor Shun, and he laughed softly: "But before that, let me take charge of the power of the human race."
(End of chapter)