Everything in the valley was still life, and the only thing moving was the gurgling stream and the two constantly rotating fire wheels at Nezha's feet. Suddenly Nezha looked up and said, "Why are you leaving?"

Haoran smiled and said: "You are not coming back now, where is Ziya?"

After Nezha's brief explanation, Haoran learned that the refugees who escaped from Chaoge brought the story of the gods to Xiqi and exaggerated it several times.

Ji Chang followed the direction described by the refugees and met Jiang Ziya who was fishing alone by the stream. When the four princes gathered in the inn, the note conveying the news was written by Ziya himself. It can be said that half of Xibohou's life was his son's.

Ziya was rescued by Ziya and immediately respectfully invited Ziya into Xiqi. He originally planned to invite Nezha to accompany him, but the latter insisted on staying in the valley and waiting for Haoran's return.

"Letter." Nezha raised his hand and threw out Ziya's note.

Haoran opened the letter and said with a smile: "I just said a polite word, but I have to work hard for this guy... I really underestimate him."

Nezha said nothing, turned his head slightly, and looked carefully at Haoran's expression.

Haoran put away the letter and said, "I went to settle some matters yesterday, and I feel very comfortable now."

The poem written by King Zhou was washed away, and Haoran left an inexplicable calligraphy treasure on the map of mountains, rivers, and the country, in order to completely cover up King Zhou's blasphemy and turn Nuwa's dissatisfaction onto himself. As for whether Nuwa would be angry.

, if he sends another fox demon to cause trouble for him, it will be unknown.

Haoran smiled and explained: "Anyway, I have nothing. No matter what, it's just one life."

Nezha suddenly said: "He is just a life."

These words suddenly made Haoran not know how to refute, he scratched his head and said: "It's not what you think..."

"What does the letter say?" Nezha asked.

Haoran said: "We have to go to Chaoge again. You have to meet us outside Tongguan." After saying that, he turned around and said, "Mr. Tong, are you going to Chaoge too?"

Mr. Tong replied: "Just what I want."

Haoran nodded, but Nezha asked suspiciously: "Who are you talking to?"

Jiang Shang was sure that after Daji got rid of Bigan, his next target would be King Wu Cheng. He was invited by Ji Chang to join Xiqi.

If you want to gain a firm foothold, you must develop your own cronies in Xiqi. At this time, it is obviously unwise to bring Haoran into Xiqi City. You just want to send him and Nezha back to Chaoge to try to persuade King Wu Cheng to join your side.

camp.

However, Huang Feihu and King Zhou had practiced martial arts together since they were young. They had heard about the friendship between the masters in private and the righteousness of the monarch and his ministers in public. It was not easy to make the loyal King Wu Cheng switch sides? In the letter Ziya left, he specifically asked Haoran not to show up too early and that he must wait until Huang Feihu

After being framed by Daji, he could only take action when he was desperate. Using Tai Chi Tu's ability to come without a trace and go without a trace, he rescued Huang Feihu on the execution ground. The rest of the matter can be discussed after returning to Xiqi.

When Haoran first saw this message, he almost thought that Jiang Shang was also one of the time travellers. How could he grasp the direction of history so accurately? According to historical records, Huang Feihu was indeed persecuted by Daji because of the Xuanyuan Tomb siege and eventually rebelled against Xiqi. But this

The letter was really creepy. After reading the letter, Haoran burned it and left Nezha outside Tongguan. He and Mr. Tong returned to Chaoge again.

Although I have been away from Chaoge for three months, it seems that decades have passed. Many people are missing in the city. It must be because King Zhou built Lutai and left his hometown to escape harsh labor. If Haoran first entered Chaoge a year ago,

, this city is full of energetic young people, but at this time it is already showing signs of fatigue and drowsiness. Looking around, the top of the palace is filled with evil atmosphere and dense clouds.

In the Shouxian Palace, Daji's jade fingers were like orchid, she slowly spread out a picture scroll and said with a smile: "The Lutai will be completed tomorrow morning, but I don't know which immortal the king wants to invite?"

King Zhou pursed his lips with one hand, and put his other hand around Daji's waist. After a long time, he smiled and said: "Gu Bacheng has lost his mind and gone crazy. On a whim, he built this thing that wastes people and money. If he thinks about it seriously at this time, he has forgotten his original intention.

"

Daji picked up the copper jute and gave it to King Zhou to take a sip. King Zhou said again: "Mr. Gu feels that there is nothing in the sky. Hearing that the grand master has joined the immortal class, it can be seen that the words of gods, ghosts and ghosts are true. He is already in the human world."

The emperor..."

Daji smiled and interrupted: "Immortals live forever, I only hope that the king can..."

King Zhou shook his head and said: "No, I didn't build this deer platform for myself." After saying that, he looked at the imperial garden, his mind was confused, and said: "The day before yesterday, I was alone on Mount Li, and I met two immortals. I don't know about my beloved concubine.

I have been possessed by some evil spirit, and there is only one voice in my heart, which keeps urging me. I just want to invite the true immortal from the sky, but I can’t tell who I am looking for.”

Daji was secretly frightened and said hurriedly: "These concubines don't understand. I heard that Jia, the wife of King Wucheng, studied under a very powerful Taoist master in West Kunlun. If you call her here tomorrow, you can do it for her."

Your Majesty has cleared up the confusion."

King Zhou smiled and said: "I have heard that the master of the Jia family is a Taoist master who is as famous as the Hongjun leader. I don't know whether it is true or not." As he spoke, Daji dimmed the lamp a little, and kept moaning while laughing.

, the people in the imperial garden blushed.

Haoran in the imperial garden blushed and looked towards Mr. Tong, thinking that wearing a mask was also beneficial. When he was thinking about whether to spend the night on the tree, Mr. Tong said: "Feihu's wife is Mr. Lu Yadao."

A registered disciple."

"Master Lu Ya?" Haoran asked curiously.

Mr. Tong picked up Haoran, landed lightly on the ground, turned around, and flew out of the palace. Haoran asked hurriedly: "Where are you going?"

Mr. Tong said: "I'm looking for a place to stay. Do you want to spend the night listening to the music in the imperial garden?"

Mr. Tong's chest was hard and stable, and there was a faint smell of herbs on his body. Haoran did not struggle and let him hold him, shuttled through the alleys of Chaoge Street, and entered the backyard of a luxurious house in the distance.

"Daojun Lu Ya is a Sanren of West Kunlun. He is of the same rank as leader Hongjun. He became a saint thousands of years ago. There is a poem saying, 'First there was Hongjun and then there was heaven. Lord Dao Lu Ya was still before me.' However, he did not spread it widely.

If you accept disciples, future generations will not know their names."

Haoran fell to the ground in Mr. Tong's arms. The two stood behind the rockery in the garden and walked hand in hand along the porch into the mansion. Mr. Tong said again: "What Lu Ya Daojun's disciples did after leaving the army has nothing to do with him.

…”

Haoran saw the dim lights in the house and the dim yellow oil lamp, which seemed to be someone. He laughed softly and said: "It's not like other masters who protect their shortcomings."

Mr. Tong seemed to be touched and said: "So he is an anomaly. There are very few people who have been teachers since ancient times who do not guard their shortcomings."

The pavilions and corridors were intertwined like a maze, but Mr. Tong seemed to be very familiar with this place. He took Haoran's hand, turned left and right, and found a door deep in the mansion. There was someone in the room.

The light cast the silhouette of the man on the window paper. Mr. Tong looked at it for a moment and said, "My mask was originally a magic weapon, called 'Strange Road'."

Haoran asked in surprise: "What's the use?"

There was a hint of smile in Mr. Tong's words, and he replied: "If you don't want to show up, no one will see you. Meeting each other is like strangers."

It is said that Mr. Bi Tong took Haoran's hand and gently pushed open the wooden door of the room. The door creaked open. It was a study room.

The person in the room was a man in his thirties. Haoran held his breath. He didn't know what Mr. Tong's purpose was in meeting this man, so he had to follow him in. The man raised his head and glanced through the bodies of Haoran and Mr. Tong.

In the dark garden. He immediately stood up and came forward, closing the door.

Haoran finally realized that the man could not see Mr. Tong, nor could he see himself. The man closed the door, sat back in front of the case, lowered his head and studied the bamboo slips piled on the table.

Haoran looked at the man carefully, and saw that the man had a resolute face, the corners of his lips turned, and he was as handsome as a stone statue carved with a knife under the lamp. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a hint of military aura. He must be a general. The cloak behind him was dragged down to the waist.

Although Haoran had never seen this general in Chaoge.

Mr. Tong just stood quietly, silent. A drop of warm water fell from the mask and splashed on the back of Haoran's hand. When Haoran turned his head, someone came outside the study.

"Zhang Kui?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"The end will be here."

The study door was pushed open, and a military general came in and knelt down. The man said: "Western Mianchi is short of a guard general. Here is the document. You will take office in three days."

Zhang Kui bowed: "Yes."

The man added: "You must always pay attention to Xiqi's movements. If there is any change in Ji Chang, you should send military reports to the court in time."

Zhang Kui said again: "General, please remember to hear the Grand Master's instructions."

Haoran was about to scream in surprise, but Mr. Tong's palm silently stretched out and covered his open mouth. Zhang Kui took the appointment letter and retreated.

This is Wen Zhong?! This is Wen Zhong, who was extremely feared by the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty?! The man sitting in front of the case is Wen Zhong, the Yin Shang Emperor of the Four Dynasties!! Haoran had heard the voice of Wen Zhong, but it was in Biyou that

After the Bagua Gate of the palace, I couldn't hear clearly at that time. I only felt that Wen Zhong's voice was rich and powerful. So who is Mr. Tong? Mr. Tong's voice is also slightly familiar. What is the relationship between Mr. Tong and Wen Zhong?

Wen Zhong seemed to be aware of it, and looked towards where Mr. Tong and Haoran were standing. After looking for a long time, he couldn't see anything strange. He lowered his head again, rolled up the bamboo slips in his hands, tied them with a cowhide rope and put them away, sighing.

tone.

Mr. Tong put his arm around Haoran's shoulders and walked with him to the bookshelf on the side of the study. He sat down silently and let Haoran's head rest on his shoulder. Over there, Wen Zhongshang didn't know that there were two more people in the study, and he was stunned.

After thinking for a while, he took out something completely black from his arms and brought it to his lips.

It was a xun. Its size and shape were exactly the same as the xun that Mr. Tong personally gave to Haoran. However, the instrument in Wen Zhong's hand was dark, while the thing Haoran received as a gift was white.

Wen Zhong tried the sound test, and after a while he began to play "Woo-Woo". The tune was slow and sad, but it was the song "Moon Front" with a downgraded scale. The dark and heavy meaning was clearly evident, and Haoran fell into a trance.

I saw the battlefield spread out in front of me under the moon, with silver light all over the field, guns and halberds dropped, and the gentle moonlight enveloped me. I felt tired all of a sudden, so I fell asleep like this.

In the evening of the next day, the Lutai was completed. The emperor ordered a three-day celebration of Chaoge. Every house was decorated with lanterns and the aroma of the dishes spread throughout the city. The tall buildings on the west side of the palace were even more brilliantly lit, and dots of torches were lit along the stairs.

Above, the sound of fairy music floats faintly.

Haoran and Mr. Tong walked into the palace. There was a banquet outside the Meridian Gate, and there was a constant sound of clinking cups and glasses. Looking carefully, there were not many familiar faces among the Yin and Shang ministers today. King Zhou and Daji had already left.

Let’s take a seat on the top floor of Lutai.

The second watch had sounded, and the two of them were sitting on the red paint fence, looking at the tall and tall Emperor Yin. Mr. Tong whispered: "Donghuang Zhong, I didn't want you to come, but what happened later was...

You have a lot to do with it."

Haoran asked: "Yin Shoude has completely forgotten me, so what does it matter?"

While they were talking, they saw soldiers leading a woman up from downstairs, kneeling down and saying, "Brother Jia, bring her here."

The woman was wearing a blue brocade robe with countless flower stamens embroidered on it. She had long black hair and a fair face. However, she did not kneel down and only said: "Mr. Jia is here to see your Majesty."

"This disciple of Junior Uncle Lu Ya came down from the mountain ten years ago and married a mortal. He is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, and has a temper as hard to control as a fierce horse..." Mr. Tong said softly.
To be continued...