Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 936 Going to the New Territories Again
After taking a few sips of wine, the avatar clenched the teacup tightly, and at the same time there were three knocks outside, without thinking, the only one who could approach her bedroom without being notified was her teacher.

With a touch of the hand, the wine in the tea cup and teapot turned into tea.

Opening the door personally, the sunlight came in, the clone looked at the quiet and indifferent person, and said with a smile, "Why is the teacher here?"

".come and see."

The avatar was a little concerned about her slight pause, but didn't think much about it, "Come in first."

The avatar was healing this body before, took a bath, wore a middle coat and a loose outer robe, and had a romantic and lazy way of knocking green bamboos. Feng Xi looked at this figure, and his thoughts drifted back to her. When she was young, in a trance, she who was depressed and gloomy due to the subjugation of the country, she who was confident and bright, and she who was domineering and solemn flashed in front of her eyes one by one, and it had been as long as sixty years. The child at that time had grown into an indestructible appearance.

The avatar poured out the contents of the pot naturally, "This pot of tea is cold, I will make another pot."

Feng Xi responded casually, and sat quietly by the side, listening to the sound of boiling water pouring into the pot.She came, but she couldn't think of what to say for a while, and she didn't even know why she came here at this time.

Recalling yesterday, this man came back covered in blood, and said with a smile, "King Yangming is dead, and the enmity of the Shang Dynasty is over."

Instead of feeling relieved, she felt a slight sense of sadness, as if this person would disappear
By the way, she came here by divine emissary just to confirm her existence.

Feng Xi thought about where this strange feeling came from, and the clone brewed tea without any delay, speechless.

But after all, the avatar is Zhan Changfeng, and after the superficial guilt, reason prevailed, Xu Shi believed that Fengxi and the old men of the Shang Dynasty could not fight her, so he handed the teacup to Fengxi, and in this blue sky and white day, he casually fell down. Saying, "Shang Yu is dead."

Feng Xi looked up at her, and the temperature in his palm became hot.

"I am a Shinto monk, and what I cultivate is faith and merit. Sixty years ago, when Shang Yu was about to die, I was summoned by the power of a vow, and asked me to help her fulfill three wishes." The clone said lightly, "One is to let Shi Shi The child she drowned will be punished, the second is to cure your illness, let you practice again, and avenge the destruction of the country for the Shang Dynasty, now that her wish is fulfilled, I can tell you the truth."

"Drowning?" Feng Xi recalled the scene in Yuan Yuan, Shang Yu fell into the lake because of being pushed and pushed by tribal children, did he die at that time?

Feng Xi was filled with self-blame and guilt, but she didn't complain about the avatar. She has always been able to distinguish between right and wrong.

What's more, everything the avatar owns now was obtained through hard work by itself, without any help from the old Shang Dynasty's power, so no one can criticize it.

Feng Xi took a sip of hot tea and asked after a long time, "Are you leaving?"

Her question was unexpected and reasonable, and the avatar's expression softened a little, "I was planning to leave, but due to some unspeakable changes, I need to stay again, if you don't like me, I will call you As a teacher, we can get to know each other again."

Feng Xi chuckled and sighed, "I may not be worthy of being your teacher, anyway, thank you for fulfilling that child's wish."

Something has changed, and it seems like nothing has changed.

The avatar who originally wanted to get rid of the identity of "Shang Yu", officially named himself Shang Yu, and led his subordinates to launch a vigorous plan to seize Huang Tian's throne.

She has countless believers, [-] soldiers and horses, and conquered the territory of King Yangming. In just a few days, she dethroned Huang Tianwang, merged the two dynasties, and established a new Great Shang Dynasty.

What Fengxi didn't expect was that she would come to invite her to be the minister of the auxiliary country on the eve of the founding of the dynasty. Maybe it was because she was too familiar with her, or maybe it was because of her instinctive obedience, she didn't refuse.

The consequence was that on the third day, facing the stone room with the sign of retreat, Feng Xi developed a self-destructive self-contempt.

As her student, she knew that Feng Xi had great talent in governing the dynasty, so she felt relieved to throw Da Shang to her, and her soul left her body, and summoned to other worlds according to her new vow.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

Shang Yu lay under a certain tree in a certain world, looked up, and saw the fine sunlight among the branches and leaves.Quiet and beautiful.

The aftereffects of this body's battle began to attack, the wound was screaming and tearing, the pain was to the soul, and all the strength was drained.

An insect touched her fingertip, it circled a few times, and after making sure it was safe, it climbed up.

The back is cold and wet, and you can feel the mud under the turf.

There is a rustling sound in the wind
She was still asleep, or rather passed out.

I also woke up halfway, once I saw a grass on the right side of my cheek, and the snail was crawling down the grass stem, once I saw the sky painted with sunset glow, and once I heard a wolf howling faintly.

Fortunately, the sky was pale, and she survived the day and night. She used her accumulated strength to mobilize her faith to warm her body. The corners of her eyes were cold, and when she opened her eyes, there were three round and bright dewdrops hanging on the leaves. When the wind blew, another drop of dew rolled across the leaves and hit the corner of her eye.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to wipe it off, she heard a faint voice ask her—"Are you crying?"

When she woke up again, what she saw was the gauze curtain above her head, and Shang Yu was inexplicably moved, even when she found out that she was wrapped in white gauze like a fat and ugly cicada chrysalis.

The original owner is an emotional person, Shang Yu calmed down and did not let the remaining emotions of the original owner affect her.

"woke up?"

This faint voice was heard by Shang Yu before he fainted, and this person was separated from her by a veil at this time.

"Thank you." She said, her voice hoarse.

"Don't talk yet." The person behind the gauze curtain seemed to glance at the out-of-the-ordinary bandage, his eyes were quiet, "Take a good rest, what's the matter, we'll talk about it after you recover."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Shang Yu calmed down and sorted out the memories and wishes of the original owner. The original owner was a celibate casual cultivator, who died in vain due to the fighting between two great masters, and his wish was to make those two great masters pay the price.

In fact, the power of the original owner's wish was not enough for her to fulfill this wish. She came here for other purposes.

The foundation of this body is good, and after lying down for two days, she can move freely. She put on her clothes and got out of bed.

This was the first time she had left the room, and the warm sunshine above it was so comfortable that it made people sigh.

Looking around, she lived in a side house, and there was a master bedroom and a kitchen next to it. The yard was quite small, but the scenery was elegant. There was a peach tree in full bloom, and a set of bamboo tables and chairs under the tree. On one side are rockery and flowing water.

She walked to the front room, and the tall bookshelves in the room came into view, and it turned out to be a study facing the street.

The study was deserted, there was no one there, and the door was ajar.

She went to the street, wandered around casually, and saw a conscription order in front of the city wall, which was signed by the Wu Qu Dynasty.

Holding her hand with a smile, she returned to the study. The room was much brighter. Behind the counter over there, the woman leaned on the armrest with one elbow and held on to the scroll with the other hand. Perhaps she heard the sound and looked up. Her expression was gentle and distant, and her eyebrows and eyes were faint, " The medicine is ready, remember to drink it."

Shang Yu smiled and nodded, "Thank you."

Yu Sheng.

(End of this chapter)