Wanderer of the whirling world

Zong Jing gently waved his folding fan and walked on the street. His face was neither happy nor sad, and he looked like a god.

Although the meeting of the Supervisor of the Tiansi was imminent, the young minister of the Supervisor of the Tiansi did not look tired at all due to the complicated and annoying official duties. Instead, he was full of energy and relaxed.

He walked alone through the streets and alleys of the capital, looking here and there, wandering around in a rather leisurely way.

Due to the annual grand event being held, the already bustling capital city was even more crowded at this time.

There are stalls, people performing, people lying down talking and singing, people selling dog-skin plasters, Dali Pills, and people with broken chests, everywhere, it’s so lively.

Zong Jing walked forward, quietly admiring the bustling scene of singing and dancing, with a look of pride and relief on his face unconsciously.

At this moment, a dirty little beggar walked over to him with a playful smile, stretched out a dirty little hand, grabbed the corner of Zong Jing's clothes, and said with a salivation face:

"Sir, please do me a favor and give me a few coins..."

Zong Shaoqing's clean and tidy moon-white satin robe was scratched by the little beggar with a few black marks, but instead of being angry, the corners of his mouth were raised and a smile spread on his face.

He glanced at the little beggar, waved his folding fan, and an invisible barrier spread out, immediately covering the two of them.

With the appearance of the barrier, the figures of Zong Jing and the little beggar were hidden on the long street. What was strange was that people kept coming and going, but no one noticed it. It was as if the two of them had left the world and were wandering around. Outside of time.

At the same time, the innocent look on the little beggar's face disappeared, replaced by a depth and calmness that was incompatible with his age, and his bright eyes suddenly became as deep and cold as the starry sky.

The aura of distortion, depravity, terror, and darkness suddenly filled the barrier, as if he was the center of all disasters in the world and the source of all troubles, which made people shudder.

The little beggar looked at Zong Jing and asked:

"Why are you using this body? Zong Jing is in charge of the Tiansi Supervisor, and he has quite a few tricks that are of great use to us. You are doing this too casually."

His tone was cold and deep, like the cry of a giant beast from ancient times, deafening and making people's hair tremble.

"Zong Jing" was unmoved as if he was accustomed to it, and his folding fan swung gently on his chest:

"I...of course I have my own plans. Is your 'heart fast' ready?"

The little beggar looked at "Zong Jing", nodded and said:

"Of course, everything is ready. Most of the people have been ambushing near the Temple of Heaven. They are just waiting for your signal to gather and attack."

After speaking, he lowered his eyes slightly, sighed and continued:

"Thirty years have passed and I am tired. This is the last time I will help you. After everything is over, I hope you will keep your promise and hand back the part of your destiny that belongs to me."

"Zong Jing" smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, this time, we will completely turn 'Xinzhai' into history, and I will be the great man who ended it all and will be a celebrity throughout the ages. Your fate will naturally return to Zhao intact."

The little beggar's tone was still cold and dead:

"Not only your destiny, you also promised me a condition."

"Zong Jing" smiled broadly:

"Don't worry, I've found the person you're looking for... and I've found it for you. Not only that, I've also used tricks to keep him by my side."

When the little beggar heard this, his breath moved slightly, and he finally raised his head again, with light shining in his eyes:

"Have you found the traveler related to 'Rahu'? I have been looking for him these past few days, but unfortunately I found nothing."

"Zong Jing" nodded:

"That's natural. When the trial of the Floating Life Realm began, I used various connections to inquire about it. The price I paid was quite considerable, but I finally lived up to my trust."

The little beggar nodded:

"Your luck has always been good, and it seems that it is the same this time. Now that you have found him, when the core of the Floating Life Realm is opened, I can take you to fight for wealth. However, I have another bad thing. According to the news, 'Jidu' seems to have also appeared. He has invaded a heart that I control, and I don't know what his plans are."

When "Zong Jing" heard this, his expression froze slightly:

"Are you sure it's 'Jidu'?"

The little beggar glanced at "Zong Jing":

"Of course, I have seen Jidu with my own eyes. His fate is very special. His weirdness and weirdness are unique and unmistakable.

"Moreover, he can invade the heart that I control as easily as breathing and drinking water, and there will be no traces afterwards. Only a supreme figure can do it. I just don't know what his plan is, and whether it will work with him." Rahu' related."

"Zong Jing" frowned, then waved his hand and said:

"It's impossible. 'Jidu' was killed by several powerful men in the world more than ten years ago."

The little beggar shook his head:

"You are wrong. I know much better than you about the affairs of the Whirlpool World. 'Ji Du' did not die, but hid with the help of 'Rahu' and fell into a long sleep to heal his wounds. Over the years, the people of the Whirlpool World have The strongest ones have been looking for him, but to no avail. Maybe he is hiding in our world, and he may have just recovered."

"Zong Jing" was slightly moved:

“According to what you say, it’s not impossible.

"The rules of the world related to the Floating Life Realm are very special. There are many places that can avoid the monitoring of the Whirlpool World Walker. Maybe he is really hiding here.

"But any move he makes will arouse the vigilance of the travelers. Now that the core of the Floating Life Realm is about to be opened, he will never dare to make any big moves.

"Therefore, even if 'Jidu' appears here, it is nothing more than a will or a fragment of a broken destiny. It is not even a living creature and cannot cause any trouble.

"Moreover, no matter what plans he and 'Rahu' have, it is not our turn to worry about these people fighting gods. They will not even notice what we rack our brains for, let alone be interested in. Come to ruin our plans."

The little beggar sneered:

"Aren't you the same? If you make small moves when the core of Fusheng is about to open, be careful of being watched."

"Zong Jing" snorted nonchalantly:

"Isn't this little trick just for you? However, even if I am targeted by the Whirlpool World, what can I do? My time is coming, and I will die no matter what, what is there to be afraid of? Could it be that the Whirling World can kill me a few more times? I …I don’t ask for anything else, I just hope that the Ming Dynasty will be stable, and that the strangers and ghosts will obey the royal orders and be used for our purposes, as long as they don’t shake the foundation of the Ming Dynasty.”

The little beggar turned around and looked around. The street was crowded with people, and they were constantly passing by. From octogenarians to young children, everyone had a happy and satisfied smile.

He suddenly sighed and said:

"After living in this world for thirty years, I actually have some feelings. Alas, seeing all life in ruins is not what I want." "Zong Jing" said seriously:

"Compared to the stability of the Ming Dynasty and the solidity of the country and the country, these sacrifices are inevitable. How many times have we said that there is no peace in the world that can be enjoyed without sacrifice?

"After I wiped out the Tatars in the Ming Dynasty, these strangers and ghosts had no enemies. They began to kill each other and fight for power, making the world a mess. I must find a common enemy for them to unite these strangers and ghosts. Get up and use it for me.

"So every once in a while, you have to transform some Xin Zhai and cause some trouble to make those strangers and ghosts understand that only by standing with Ming can you fight against Xin Zhai."

The little beggar said:

"That's true, but you have probably been the emperor for a long time. You will look at everything from a condescending perspective and calculate success or failure based on the results. But do you know that most of those who were transformed into Xinshai by me are innocent people? People, those who died at the hands of Shinzhai also had parents and wives, and their families would probably not agree with your conclusion...

"However, no matter what, since it is your request, I will try my best to fulfill it. Who let you control my fate?"

Hearing this, Zong Jing frowned:

"You are tired. I understand you. Controlling your mind is a hard job. When things are over tomorrow, I...I will return your destiny to you. Over the years, you have been relying on a incomplete destiny to survive, and your spirit is inevitable. Something’s going to go wrong.”

Before he finished speaking, the little beggar's face darkened, and his aura suddenly increased. The aura of chaos and death was as thick as substance, as if the endless dark abyss was about to swallow up the person in front of him.

Zong Jing's heart palpitated for a while. Although he knew that the other party did not dare to really attack him, the terrifying pressure still made him feel desperate and on the verge of death. He had to change the topic and said:

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Should I leave that practitioner related to 'Rahu' to you and turn it into a mind to control now? Or should I keep it by my side first?"

The little beggar dissipated the pressure from his body and said calmly:

"There is no need to act rashly. He must have the means left by Luo Hu. If he acts rashly, he will easily alert the snake. Moreover, we don't have to do anything at all. As long as he can open the passage to the core of the floating realm, I can follow him in. This time maybe it really is true. This is a great opportunity given to me by God! Since you found this person, if you are interested, I can also take you to the core of the floating realm.

"However, I have to say something ugly before. For us, the core of the Floating Life Realm is a dangerous place with a narrow escape from death. Life and death are determined by destiny. I have neither the energy nor the interest to help you. If you die there, you can only blame your own bad luck. .”

"Zong Jing" shook his head:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not interested."

The little beggar glanced at "Zong Jing" jokingly:

"Oh? Your life is about to end. Instead of just sitting there and waiting for death, why not give it a try? Maybe you can find a treasure that can extend your life there. You have always had good luck."

"Zong Jing" smiled bitterly:

"I am self-aware. With my ability, it is difficult for me to achieve anything in the core of the floating life. Instead of being planted there without knowing why, and dying without a burial place, I would rather be buried in my hometown in glory, return to my roots after falling leaves, and enjoy the eternal life of my dynasty. People admire.”

The little beggar said coldly:

"That's up to you. By the way, Hanbao is planning to cause trouble tomorrow and has even roped in your Second Highness. What are you going to do?"

"Zong Jing" snorted through his nose:

"Hmph, that bitch, I'm too lazy to deal with her. She's willing to throw herself into the trap. That's even better. I'll deal with her as well tomorrow. It's time for the Lama Temple to find a new owner."

The little beggar said:

"That's not what I'm talking about. Don't you think it's strange? Why did Hanba choose this time to attack? Could it be that she knows that now is when you are at your weakest? Could it be that she got some tips? Could it be a plan? All'?"

"Zong Jing" shook his head:

"You're overthinking, it's just a coincidence. If I were her, I would choose to take action at the critical moment of the Supervisor Tiansi Conference. No one would have thought that someone would conspire to rebel in full view of the public. Instead, it would be a warning. At the lowest level. As for 'Jidu'? I have said before, how could a big shot like them be interested in interfering with a small imperial power in a small world?"

The little beggar said:

"I hope everything goes well. In that case, I will walk around the capital. After tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't see such lively and peaceful scenes for a while."

"Zong Jing" smiled:

"If the streets are broken, they can be repaired. If the city walls are broken, they can be repaired. For the sake of long-term peace and stability, some damage is inevitable. I guarantee that within a year, the capital will be more prosperous and more complicated than it is now..."

Halfway through his words with great satisfaction, he suddenly fell silent and his eyes widened, full of surprise and astonishment.

"what happened?"

asked the little beggar.

"Zong Jing" closed the folding fan with a snap, clenched his fists at the same time, and the smile on his face turned cold:

"Oops, the clone I left to stabilize the traveler disappeared? Who has the guts to assassinate the king? Could it be that the traveler took action himself?"

When the little beggar heard this, he also frowned:

"Did you leave any loopholes?"

"Zong Jing" shook his head:

"It's impossible. The story I prepared is perfect and almost all of it is true. No matter how he verifies it, there will be no flaw..."

The little beggar waved his hand and interrupted "Zong Jing":

"Don't talk about this. It's just the power of a rule. It doesn't matter. The most important thing right now is the traveler. Since you know his identity, it's not difficult. Tell me his appearance."

"Zong Jing" stretched out his finger to get a little closer, and a line of green smoke rose up, gradually solidifying in mid-air, forming a portrait of Xiao Zizai, which was lifelike and lifelike, even his expression and temperament were exactly the same.

The little beggar looked at it carefully and nodded:

"Very good, just keep an eye on his whereabouts. This imperial city is full of my heart, I don't think he can go anywhere."

"Zong Jing" seconded:

"That's very good. I will also mobilize the spies of Supervisor Tiansi to find his whereabouts. It's not too late, don't delay here."

As he spoke, he moved out of the barrier and disappeared into the crowd.

As "Zong Jing" left, the terrifying aura full of disaster and disaster in the little beggar's eyes gradually disappeared. His bright black eyes turned around a few times, and slowly left the barrier, ringing the bell, Singing, the lotus flowers fall and drift away.

But just after the two people left, a transparent shadow quickly condensed in the center of the barrier, quickly forming a vague humanoid outline. The facial features appeared, and they were exactly the same as the little beggar who had just left.

He sniffed and said to himself:

"One has a defective destiny, and the other... smells so familiar, he seems to be a traveler. Where did these two people come from, and they actually know my name..."

...(End of chapter)