Gu Mang was trembling too much, he couldn't help but tremble, he had too little, he was obviously a famous general, but he was always like a beggar to ask the dignitaries for a little favor , ask for a word of approval. Now the Lord smashes all the things he begging and begging on him, and promises them all. How can his spine continue to straighten
Being indestructible is the privilege of Mo Xi, Murong Lian and these people, and it was never his.
Your Majesty may well understand the reason, so he is not in a hurry, he stands on the spot with his hands behind his back, waiting for Gu Mang to calm down slowly, waiting for Gu Mang to give in slowly, and slowly walk towards a dead end.
Waiting for the beast of the altar to have no choice but to put on a bridle by himself.
Sure enough, after a long time, Gu Mang raised his face and looked at the king in front of him with dark and wet eyes.
He has been quiet, but the light in his eyes has become embers, and his heart is ashes.
"I beg your pardon..."
Finally, he said softly: "Promise me one thing."
"you say."
"Zhan Xing... He shouldn't be kept in the dark. I want to go to the prison in person and tell him all the truth."
Your Majesty was silent for a while, then closed his eyes and sighed: "Gu Qing, why are you—"
"Because I have a guilty conscience."
"...But he doesn't know the truth, that's the best choice, whether it's for you, Gu Gu, or Chonghua."
"No, he has to know. His sacrifice is already big enough, I implore you, at least this time... just think about him." Gu Mang closed his eyes in pain, tears oozing from his deep eyelashes, hesitantly Falling down, "He's already been wronged. I can't save... I can't save him. But I can at least let him..."
The last few words, every word was cruel like a red-hot iron scorching the heart.
"I can at least let him know that he never did anything wrong."
"I can at least let him not... be wronged and die..."
After this sentence, the voice faded and the figure faded away.
The scene in front of him slowly dimmed, and before the darkness engulfed the entire golden stage, what Mo Xi saw was Gu Mang slowly knocking his head down towards Jun Shang.
It wasn't like surrender, but an exhausting exhaustion.
It got dark.
At the same time, a sharp pain exploded along Mo Xi's limbs! Zai Shi Yujian began to draw strength from his flesh and blood again, but Mo Xi felt that not only spiritual power had flowed out of his body, but his soul also seemed to have been pulled out of his body as a whole and was crushed to a fine powder. Butterfly.
But Mo Xi didn't feel the pain.
The conversation on the Golden Stage eight years ago still reverberated in his ears, and Gu Mang's desperate look still swayed in front of him.
A night of rain, a game of intrigue, and a sacrifice.
Eight years of deceit—
"Gu Qing, Gu needs a person, he needs to be loyal enough, brave enough, and smart enough. Gu needs such a person to break into the Liao Kingdom, pass information for Gu, and become the leader of the Liao Kingdom and the old nobility. poison."
"Are you willing to bear the burden for Chonghua?"
…
Would you like to... From now on, only one person in heaven and earth knows the truth. The people you protect spurned you, all your old tribes misunderstood you, and the best friend of your life was your enemy.
You will pull out a fiery heart and offer your lifelong blood, and everyone will only remember your betrayal and stigma.
Gu Qing, Gu Shuai, and Gu Mang.
You can.
The sound seemed to come from the depths of Yun Ting, like the sound of the sky, piercing the heart like a sharp cone.
The sky swirled before my eyes, and all the colors in the scene collapsed like snowflakes and then came together. Mo Xi kept falling in this shaking and restless fragment, like falling into a never-ending abyss. He opened his eyes wide, and it wasn't until there was some kind of scorching moisture at the end of his eyes that he suddenly realized that he was crying.
The body seems to be no longer his own, and the soul also seems to be divided into two, in the collapsed scene, dragons and tigers are fighting. All the conversations he had had with Gu Mang in the past all resurfaced in his heart at this moment, breaking him into ashes—
Gu Mang said, "They are my blood, my eyes, my hands and legs, they are my relatives and my life."
And he once angrily rebuked Gu Mang: "When you murdered countless brothers and sisters with bloody hands - Gu Mang, have you ever had even the slightest regret?!"
Gu Mang said, "What do I have to be forced into to betray that absurd state that killed countless brothers and sisters of mine and set the flames of war all over the entire Kyushu?!"
And he once said: "You have more than one place to go for treason, but you chose Liao Kingdom. What you think is revenge, for your ambition, for your comrades, for your way out, you don't care about others. More Blood."
Gu Mang said: "They will always have a monument in my heart. I will remember each of their names and their appearance until the day I die. They will never become scum."
However, he once slapped his cheek, and a single word penetrated Gu Mang's heart.
He said he...
Before he thought of that word, Mo Xi shuddered uncontrollably. He felt startlingly vicious because of his words at that time.
But he said he was... dirty.
After Gu Mang lost his memory, he instinctively wanted to wear Chonghua's heroic silk belt, and instinctively longed that one day he would be able to reconcile his injustice, and be able to stand upright and stand in front of the soldiers of the three armies again, watching the shining sun. I'm afraid this is the only consolation that Gu Mang has spent year after year undercover.
All he has is this empty dream, an infatuated imagination.
But he thought he was dirty.
"I should have it too... I should have it too..." The blue-eyed Gu Mang, who lost his consciousness, scrambled for his silk belt. The stubborn and sad voice seemed to be washed back to his ears after the years. .
At that time, he slapped Gu Mang's face heavily, as if it had slapped on his own face, causing a burning pain.
How do you match.
... how do you match... ! ! !
Mo Xi was astonished that he didn't burst into tears at this moment, but was able to hold it back—he didn't even know whether he was numb from the pain, or whether he had really turned his heart into stone after years of despair.
The golden stage is the meaning, who knows about the universe.
His limbs and bones seemed to be torn to shreds, Yu Jian bit his soul, and a voice sounded faintly from the depths of his head, entangled him and kept asking him questions.
Do you want to keep reading? Mo Xi, Xi He Jun. What does your heart do? Why is he still able to face the bloody past and the truth
Every sentence and sentence was like a sharp knife cutting open his chest, but the body seemed to be no longer his, the blood was full of blood, and he didn't think it was anything.
He opened his eyes blankly, like the body of a walking corpse. pain? die? Spirit core collapse? - These are no longer important, he only murmured - blame me for being stone or ice.
Let me read on.
I want to know everything, the hidden, swallowed, whitewashed truths.
why are you hiding it from me... why... before going down this road... even me was excluded... nothing is known...
Why? ! ! Why…
Yu Jiansen said quietly: "Since your heart is like this, donate to my flesh and blood—Ming Er regrets—"
His chest throbbed violently, as if an invisible sharp claw covered with barbs slammed in and grabbed his heart fiercely. However, strong reading of the jade slips that have not been completely repaired will definitely deplete the spiritual power of Tianyuan and suffer the pain of gouging out bones and tendons. But Mo Xi felt at this moment that the pain of gouging out bones and tendons was nothing more than that... It couldn't cover up the pain of the truth.
In this way, countless past years are like layers of clouds, dissipating and reuniting before my eyes.
The golden table disappeared.
What resurfaced in front of him was the dark prison.
This is what he saw in the time mirror, the cell where Lu Zhanxing stayed.
Yujian took him back to the cold hell where the sky could not be seen above and the ground could not be seen below. And as the scene in front of him became clear, a thick bloody aura surged from Mo Xi's throat.
He endured the dizziness in front of him, and raised his eyes to see the resurfaced truth—a dim light was lit in the prison eight years ago. The lamp spit out a faint fire listlessly, as if it would run out of oil at any moment.
Lu Zhanxing was sitting on the narrow and cold stone bed. At this time, he had never seen Gu Mang, so he looked like the old deputy commander Lu who had a clear conscience in the Time Mirror.
He slumped against the wall, his face buried in deep shadows, and a few unkempt strands of forehead dangled in front of his eyes. His whole body exudes a down-and-out and decadent aura. At this time, he is a true prisoner.
The prison door creaked open.
The jailer said: "The surnamed Lu, the arraigner sent by Junshangyu is here! You can sue any grievances and requests you have, but remember to be honest! Don't go crazy!"
After speaking, he put on a flattering smile and said to the man standing outside the door, "Master, please."
"You go back."
The "arraigner" wearing a veil walked into the cell, activated the magic, and raised his hand to close the door. In the cramped cell, apart from Mo Xi, who was invisible to others, there was no one who could hear them.
Lu Zhanxing didn't feel any excitement because of the arrival of this "arbitrator" who could appeal grievances. Probably because many people like this have come these days, but none of them have brought him hope. So he didn't even look up, his sturdy arms resting on his knees, just dully repeating the request he had probably repeated thousands of times. He said dryly, "I want to see Gu Mang."
"… "
"Nothing else. I have no grievances, no other demands." Lu Zhanxing murmured lifelessly, as if all his soul had been drained, leaving only this obsession, "I want to talk to him. Apologise in person. Then you can kill me... Che cracking, Lingchi and Tangluo can do anything. I will not complain."
The "arraigner" didn't say a word, but suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three neat heads in front of Lu Zhanxing's dirty couch.
Lu Zhanxing finally had some reaction, he was a little stunned: "...What do you mean."
"Before the battle at Fengming Mountain, I played dice with you. Before the ten rounds were over, I had to leave. At that time, it was agreed to win the battle and come back to continue." The other party said, and took out two wooden dice from the Qiankun bag. "The battle is unwinnable. But I brought the dice."
Two wooden dice, with red lotus marks on the side of the six o'clock.
Lu Zhanxing was stunned for a moment. If he was killed by Lei, he suddenly jumped off the bed and almost grabbed the collar of the "arraigner". Before he finished speaking, he still didn't take off his mask. But the two brothers who grew up together since childhood had such a familiarity. Lu Zhanxing looked at the black eyes behind the mask - he had never seen anyone whose eyes were brighter than his good brother, his mang'er. , more gods.
The dignified eight-footed tough guy suddenly choked up. He looked into Gu Mang's eyes, and he lost his voice: "Mang'er!! It's you?!"
The "arbiter" raised his hand and took off the mask covering his face.
In the dim light, Gu Mang's face, already wet with tears, was revealed. The last time the two brothers met, one was Tianwei's illustrious general, and the other was a high-spirited handsome leader, but now it's just a blink of an eye.
One was demoted to a commoner, the other a prisoner of crime.
"It's me." Gu Mang's voice was hoarse, he said with red eyes, "... I'm sorry, it took so long... I didn't come to see you... "
The two brothers reunited after a long absence, and they couldn't help being emotional and crying. After a long while, Lu Zhanxing wiped the tears from his face and clenched Gu Mang's hand tightly.
He obviously has other things to ask, such as how did you come, why did you come, how are you now... But Lu Zhanxing looked at his brother's face, and the first sentence he asked hoarsely was—
"Mang'er, the battle at Fengming Mountain... You, do you still blame me?"
Gu Mang choked and said, "Zhan Xing..."
Lu Zhanxing was extremely remorseful. These words had been held in his heart for so long, and they had already become a disaster. He couldn't stop muttering: "It was my impulse, I don't know why... I was like, like a ghost, I suddenly felt that it was not worth it to spend my life for the country, I suddenly felt that what we did It's not worth it all... but... but... I don't think so... I only have a little bit of this thought once in a while, but I really don't think so!"
"I'm sorry for the brothers of 70,000 Fengmingshan... I don't know what happened to me at the time, Mang'er, I betrayed your trust, and I betrayed the trust of my brothers..."
Words and sentences pierce people's hearts.
Lu Zhanxing's expression was so remorseful, his eyes were flushed with tears, and he looked like a sharp cone covered with barbs stabbed into Mo Xi's flesh and blood.
In front of Lu Zhanxing, who is remorseful for the big mistake he made, is there a half-hearted man like the man in the time mirror? At that time, the Lu Zhanxing he saw in the time mirror, he clearly said every word and every sentence was extremely crazy—
"I ruined his life, it's better than watching him ruin his own and more people's lives."
"Your Majesty cut his power... cut it well!!"
Do not…
No, no, no, wrong, all wrong.
The truth turned out not to be so.
Mo Xi looked at Lu Zhanxing who was kneeling in front of Gu Mang and regretted it, while Lu Zhanxing was in agony when he was kneeling in front of Gu Mang. Buzzing in my ears... Wrong... Wrong! !
He heard Lu Zhanxing apologizing to Gu Mang incessantly, and he heard Lu Zhanxing say to Gu Mang, "Mang'er, I'm sorry."
Mo Xi only felt chills all over his body - now that I think about it, the Lu Zhanxing in the Time Mirror clearly knew that his death could save the lives of the 30,000 remnants, so he wanted to take all the blame on himself. He is obviously not a self-righteous lunatic who castrated his brother's dream, but he would rather keep a secret in front of Mo Xi, and never let the world know that he was a hero who cast his bones, and Zhongliang was wronged.
In order to protect Gu Mang and the remaining robes, the king gave him the mask of a criminal minister, a mask of a reckless man, and he endured wearing it until he died!
... It turned out that Lu Zhanxing had never failed Gu Mang. He was Gu Mang's best friend and Gu Mang's deputy commander. They were all martyrs, all the way.
Gu Mang managed to soothe Lu Zhanxing's emotions a little bit. He helped Lu Zhanxing up and let him sit on the edge of the bed. He choked up to this remorseful man, "Zhanxing... You have never failed us. .You are our brother from beginning to end."
This sentence made Lu Zhanxing's mind that had calmed down collapsed again. Lu Zhanxing buried his face in his palm and rubbed it, and he muttered: "No... I killed Rou Lilai, I didn't restrain myself at the time. I myself, was carried away by selfishness."
Gu Mang clenched his hand tightly, his eyes were extremely red: "That's not the case."
"… "
A sentence is like a thunderous light piercing the sky, breaking through the clouds—
"Listen to me, it's not your selfishness that drives your head. It's the rare chess game that Liao Guo played in your body."