One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 24 Some people arrive in heaven, some go to hell

Temple of Heaven.

Under the corridor of the hall, Hu Yanshou stood sluggishly, feeling dizzy as if he was facing a cliff.

The knife is not alone.

died……

"The sword ghost in the abyss of the empire, where is my sword ghost?"

The sharp question was like thunder in the dead hall.

"Qi...Qi report to Your Majesty, the old minister is puzzled." Hu Yanshou was trembling.

The golden mask came into view, and Mandi looked down at him from a high position, and said word by word:

"playing dumb!"

Suddenly, he shouted angrily:

"Don't dare to lie, there is such a stone!"

The Man Emperor turned around with strides, fluttering the sacrificial dragon robe, and threw his fist at a stone pillar in the hall.

With a loud "dong", the stone pillars were turned into powder.

Hu Yanshou shuddered.

"As far as I know, the sword ghost came to you before leaving the holy city, what exactly did you instruct him to do!"

The barbarian emperor was violently furious, his tone dark.

The great empire has lost a peak enlightened person, and the sword ghost can't die without knowing why!
"I know you want to rebel." Emperor Man suddenly bent down, staring quietly at Hu Yanshou with a pair of double pupils without whites.

Hu Yanshou was so frightened that his soul went out of his body. For a moment, he really wanted to tell everything.

He was too exhausted, and the lonely city of thousands of miles was crumbling, but the Han slave was holding it up, creating one miracle after another like this.

How could Dao Bugu die? It seems that no matter what kind of existence it is, as long as it steps into the imperial cemetery, it will be crushed to pieces by the Han slaves.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, the Emperor Man waited quietly.

Recently, the judge has been in a trance, and there must be some secrets hidden from the gods.

At this moment, the guards approached and respectfully presented the secret letter.

The Emperor Man took the page, his breath gradually became darker, and he said in a deep voice:

"Gao Chaoen of the Tang Dynasty entered Yumen Pass and died suddenly after becoming a saint."

Hu Yanshou recovered from the horrifying nightmare, knelt down and kowtowed, in all grief:

"The old minister is guilty, and he is willing to wait to be killed."

It turned out to be Gao Runaway, the castrated dog! !
"Say!" Mandi's anger gradually subsided.

Although it is shameful to exchange one for one, the empire is blessed by heaven, and it is only a matter of time before enlightened people emerge from the abyss, and Dongtu dies one less.

"The veteran learned that Gao Chaoen visited Yumen Pass unannounced, and was worried that this stray dog ​​was planning something, so he begged the sword ghost to go and kill him. He never thought..."

"It's the old minister who overstepped, but the old minister is all for the glory of the empire."

At the end, Hu Yanshou reiterated that tears flowed down his old face.

He didn't cry fakely, but the emotions accumulated for a long time broke out completely.

A eunuch who is famous for his cowardly running away is willing to die for Gu Chang'an.

Gein, the Han slave carried the most tenacious spirit of the Eastern Turkic nation, once exposed, it would cause billions of waves in the deep sea.

How excited and agitated Dongtu will be at that time, how angry and panicked the Great Barbarian Empire will be.

His end will be tragic beyond imagination.

Watching Hu Yanshou's tearful mourning, Mandi still couldn't bear it, and said softly:

"Aiqing please, I won't blame you."

You will cut me into pieces... Hu Yanshou's tears flowed all over his body, if he went back to a year ago, he would definitely lift the cover, but now he is stuck in the quagmire and can't get out.

"Go back." Mandi waved his robe sleeves and drove to the abyss.

Hu Yanshou walked out of the Nine Layers Palace in disbelief, and a carriage stopped beside him.

"Father, it's good that you're fine." Hu Yanjing was terrified.

Hu Yanshou silently stepped into the carriage.

"Gucheng, Gu Chang'an, is the catastrophe of this old man, I can't get over it..."

He suddenly laughed wildly, hoarsely like howling, echoing heavily.

Hu Yanjing's complexion was bleak, and in his heart, the Han slaves in the lonely city had become grotesque and strange like demons.

"Look for Wu Buddha." Hu Yanshou's old eyes widened, and he grasped the last straw when he was about to drown.

"Those four greedy Buddhas?" Hu Yanjing's expression changed suddenly, as if he was talking about some great horror.

Witchcraft is not tolerated by Buddhism and Taoism. What is witchcraft? It is the external sage and internal demon, the symbol of the most cruel and vicious in the world.

"Father, do you know the reward for Wufo's action!" He screamed suddenly, realized that the voice was too loud and kept silent, but his expression was extremely distorted.

Hu Yanshou was exhausted physically and mentally, slowly moving his lips:

"It's nothing more than the money and land accumulated by the family. Give them all."

"After being exposed, the nine clans will be punished, and they will also be confiscated."

Hu Yanjing drank his heart and drank his blood, and the family fortune he had worked so hard to save from generation to generation was so easily given to Wu Buddha, how could it not be painful.

As my father said, when the lid is lifted, not to mention money, even the graves of the ancestors will be dug.

"the last time."

It was rare for Hu Yanshou to calm down. He failed again this time, and he had no ability to struggle.

"Father, I have an ominous premonition." Hu Yanjing was in a state of panic, almost despairing.

Why can a person explode with such shocking power?
Dongtu uses "Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains, Jingwei Reclaims Seas" to describe perseverance, as long as you pay the price, you can always do something.

But that Hannu is like an ocean that will never dry up, a mountain that can never see the edge.

"Let it be fate."

After Hu Yanshou finished speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated, perhaps because he didn't want to expose the weak tears in his eyes in front of his own son.

With Li Ping's divination and Gao Chaoen's death, the Central Plains is getting closer to the truth, sooner or later.

Regardless of whether he kills Gu Changan or not, the outcome is already doomed.

……

Jinling Academy.

The Qinhuai River was buzzing with people, and colorful lanterns and painted boats floated on the river.

The master withdrew his gaze, looked at the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, and said lightly:
"I know what you're here for."

The envoy calmed down and gave a deep bow:
"I implore Master to come out of the mountain."

The study room fell into a long silence.

The envoy said succinctly:
"Yumen Pass will only lead to three places, the Holy City of Barbarians, Mobei, and the Western Regions."

"Since Daobugu has left the holy city, it can be ruled out."

"Li Ping spied the west Fuyao wind. According to the astrology, there is no west wind in Mobei, and there is no Fuyao wind."

"Only the Western Regions are left. Eunuch Gao died there, and the portrait man is there."

The master listened quietly, but did not comment.

This should be the empress' analysis, and he also agrees.

"Please ask the sage to go to the Western Regions and bring back the portrait man." The envoy stepped forward and pleaded.

"Sorry." The Master shook his head, "If I move, the barbarians will have butchers hunting down the academicians."

The envoy was emotional, and his voice was no longer respectful. He said in a deep voice:
"Jinling sings and dances to promote peace. Maybe the portrait person is suffering in the Western Regions. Since he is a martial arts saint in the Central Plains, why not lend a helping hand?"

"What did the master say when he stood in the academy 30 years ago?"

"Shenzhou does not distinguish between old and young, high and low, and does not distinguish between high and low. We must work together to pour the water of the Yellow River and the waves of the East China Sea. kill!"

"The sea is flowing, stand with no shame, corpses are everywhere, only the spirit can rely on!"

The elegant old man's eyes were in a trance, and he said softly:

"Isn't the whole nation fighting against the barbarians just to make ordinary people like them live in peace?"

"To make Gao Chaoen willing to die, it should be the blood of Li Tang who was left in the Western Regions. He is extremely talented and is expected to carry Li Tang's great tripod."

"It's for the benefit of the Li family, so I'm sorry."

The corner of the envoy's mouth twitched slightly, and his heart felt cold: "Isn't the blood of Li Tang the people of Shenzhou?"

The master looked at the lake and sighed:

"So what about a martial arts genius? Can it save a civilization that is in jeopardy? Can it expel the invincible barbarians?"

"If my death is exchanged for the land of Huaxia to regain its glory, I would also like to go to heaven, smiling at Jiuquan!"

Even at the realm of saints, they feel powerless, and the collapse of Shenzhou cannot be saved by a few martial arts saints.

In this terrible era, in this unbearable era, a miraculous spirit is needed, and a will that can still radiate brilliant brilliance in the cracks of the cliff is needed.

If it exists, he will travel millions of miles and spend his whole life there.

A Confucian scholar in a robe wearing a bamboo crown walked into the study and said firmly:
"Gao Chaoen has been loyal to the Li family all his life, and he will only die for the Li family's heirs. The fact that the portrait person helped boost the fortune of the Tang Dynasty is not enough to prove that he is of the Li family's blood?"

"Master, if you leave the academy, the monsters entrenched at the bottom of the Yangtze River will choose to eat someone. Is a Li family's pride worth it?"

"A martial arts wizard is definitely not the hope of the nation's revival, please go back."

The envoy turned his head away, saluted and left.

Subconsciously, he also believed that the person in the portrait was of Li's blood, otherwise, how could he inspire the fate of the country, and how could he make Eunuch Gao sacrifice his life to protect him.

But His Majesty is the only one who always firmly believes that it is a candle in the dark room of the Central Plains, but His Majesty's words are not enough to convince the top of the kingdoms to take the risk to go to the hinterland of the barbarians.

Before Yan Guo Gongsun Ge refused, Eastern Wu Qin Gong declined, and now even Shenzhou's highly respected master refused.

Only the Chinese spirit seems to be worth the price of their lives.

……

Yumen Pass, a bustling town on the border.

A few disheveled horse breeders were sitting under the tea shop, talking about their future life. When the skinny guy with sunken cheeks came over, they looked contemptuous.

"Bah, what a dog!"

The dog's tail is braided, and he is wearing a mustache hat, and two towels are draped over his shoulders.

Liu Shang poured tea silently, letting them cast disgusted and sarcastic eyes.

Having experienced so much, his heart has long been as hard as iron, and no amount of humiliation and pain can destroy it.

He had climbed to Yumen Pass three days ago. He had met many Central Plains people, and tears filled his eyes the moment he saw the Beiliang flag. The spring breeze from Shenzhou made his unattainable dream a reality.

But he has to be patient! !
How absurd and sad it would be to walk a full 99 steps and not fall at the last step.

Are the few ordinary people who are overwhelmed by life worth entrusting?Is it worth passing the note in his clothes?

Liu Shang didn't dare to gamble.

Everything still depends on oneself.

Seven days later, when the city gate is opened, he will be able to truly step into the land of China, and the story of 63 years will be told to the world, and that indomitable man will also be branded in the glorious history, becoming a monument that can never be bypassed in the history of Shenzhou.

He stared at the distant reeds by the river, and murmured in his heart: "The Central Plains is so beautiful."

……

In the lonely city, another tomb has been added to the cemetery.

Gu Changan stared at the tombstone, holding a peach blossom in his hand, the petals were squeezed together, and the branches were full of clusters, exuding a faint fragrance.

"I am about to sink into the long dark night, but suddenly I see a ray of dawn, and I am willing to embrace the darkness until I die."

He folded a peach petal and placed it in front of the grave, then walked out of the grave forest without hesitation.

When he was a few dozen steps away from the watchtower, Gu Changan planted peach branches in the loess, without nourishing them with the evil spirit of the abyss.

He is willing to go crazy.

The heaven and earth energy that made him crazy has not dissipated, and he will go to the source hundreds of miles away to completely refine it.

Only with a stronger ability can this lonely city be defended.

"Chang'an, what are you doing?" Carpenter Qin was holding a jug of wine and was about to pay homage to that Eunuch Gao when he saw Gu Chang'an planting peach blossoms in the yellow sand.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you guys. The peach blossom branch is the pillar of my soul. I'll wake up a little when I see it."

"From now on, the clothes and meals will be placed next to the peach tree. Don't come to watchtower. Remember to tell those naughty dolls not to come near me."

Gu Changan babbled while filling the peach branches with soil.

Carpenter Qin was stunned, followed by unspeakable sadness.

"Yeah." He moved his lips.

Just bringing a little bit of fleeting hope is enough for Changan to break free from despair and continue to hold the torch firmly.

If there is no Eunuch Gao, Chang'an may be relieved, but because of Eunuch Gao, Chang'an still has to support himself in the dark.

It seems that no matter what, it is still the child who suffers.

(End of this chapter)