Black Myth: Tang Dynasty
Chapter 451 Gaozu's last words, the water will be safe!
Chapter 451 Gaozu's last words, the water will be safe!
Looking at the chessboard destroyed by the sword energy, Mo Luo's expression remained calm, only his long black hair fluttering slightly.
"The most poisonous thing in this world is human's seven emotions and six desires. It is like a leaf blocking one's eyes from seeing the whole world. Poor, you are talented and intelligent, but you still can't escape this cage."
After a pause, he said: "Those who shout to overturn the chessboard just want to become the next chess player."
Li Daoxuan didn't want to argue with him anymore, it was because the two had different ideas, and neither of them would be persuaded, words were meaningless, and only the outcome could prove who was right.
"Where did you tie Yan'er?"
For the little girl who sacrificed himself to save Changle, Li Daoxuan felt very sympathetic. If there is still a chance, he would try to save Yan'er.
Such a kind little girl should not end like this, at least Li Daoxuan wants to send her reincarnation, so that she can enjoy the love of her parents in the next life.
Mo Luo said indifferently: "That little girl is hard to carve from rotten wood. I sent her into the palace, let her get close to Chang Le, and observed Chang Le's every move. I wanted her to replace Chang Le in the future and possess him."
"In this way, she can become the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty from a commoner girl. Although she is still a mortal, she can enjoy the wealth and wealth that ordinary people can only dream of.
After a pause, he shook his head and said: "It's a pity that she actually felt compassion for Chang Le and finally betrayed me, but it doesn't matter, her role is to lure you out of Chang'an City, so that Hei Shan can take the queen away." Soul, as long as this goal is achieved, what difference does it make if it is a chess piece or a discarded piece?"
Hearing the indifferent words in his mouth, it seems that it is not a fresh life, but just the grass on the side of the road, the dust on the sleeves, which is worthless.
The anger in Li Daoxuan's heart was burning a little bit.
He couldn't help but think of that moldy candy, the reason why it was full of Yin energy was because Yan'er often played with it in her hands.
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl turned into a lonely soul wandering between heaven and earth, and was gradually forgotten by her parents.
When she quietly looked out of the window at the happy family inside, what she longed for most in her heart was not to become a prominent princess of the Tang Dynasty, but to walk into that simple but warm thatched hut.
Mo Luo said indifferently: "People like Yan'er are as small and humble as ants. I don't know how many people there are in this world. They have one thing in common, that is, they will never be satisfied."
Mo Luo looked up at Li Daoxuan, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, and said: "Li Daoxuan, you once gave hope to the people of Chang'an, but when you are in danger, will those ants who are greedy for life and afraid of death come to help you?"
"They won't, and even if they encounter danger, they will blame you for not protecting them in time."
Li Daoxuan remained silent.
Mo Luo smiled when he saw this, and continued: "Very well, it seems that you are not a stubborn person. On this point, we have reached a consensus."
"you are wrong."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyes and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Not everyone in this world is as selfish as you think, otherwise, in the dream of the old master, you wouldn't fall short."
Moro paused slightly.
He had successfully grasped Zhang Zhiyan's weaknesses and weaknesses, and trapped him in a dream. With Zhang Zhiyan's magical powers and cultivation, he could only sink helplessly and willingly die.
But he never thought that that perfect plan would be ruined by an ordinary woman in the end.
Zhang Zhiyan's wife, a mortal, calmly rejected the temptation of longevity, and exchanged her soul for Zhang Zhiyan's freedom and relief.
This once made Mo Luo feel very ironic. He had set up a bureau for 16 years, and it was hard for the No.1 contemporary Taoist school, but was broken by an ordinary person.
Li Daoxuan's eyes were bright, and he remembered the old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant when Wang Bo was captured by Maha.
The old man took out the treasure of his town store, the century-old exquisite wine, and asked the stranger to help rescue Wang Bo.
It is true that some people in Chang'an hate bad people and think that they associate with monsters all day long and regard them as unknown, but there are also many people, like the old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant, who know how to repay their kindness and are grateful.
Wang Bo once told Li Daoxuan that some of the children his master had saved back then would go to the Yingling with their parents to sweep and pay homage and offer a bouquet of white chrysanthemums every Ching Ming.
Li Daoxuan believed that the Tang Dynasty would eventually be a Tang Dynasty where all nations came to court and embraced the whole world.
The people of the Tang Dynasty can tolerate foreign guests, but how can they not tolerate these bad people who risk their lives to protect them?
"Moluo, I don't know what happened in Yongye back then, and I don't know why the gods and Buddhas disappeared, but no matter what reason you have, it can't cover up your ambition."
After a pause, Li Daoxuan said word by word: "Perhaps, the world doesn't need gods and Buddhas."
Mo Luo quietly savored Li Daoxuan's words, and said seriously: "Perhaps what you said has some truth, but... it's still too naive."
"Li Daoxuan, if you can survive, you might as well see with your own eyes how the people of Chang'an treat me in awe after this heavy rain."
"And then you'll find out..."
"The world will not remember God's gift, but will always remember God's punishment."
……
Hongyi Palace.
Li Shimin paced back and forth, waiting for news from Li Daoxuan.
After learning that Li Yuan was likely to be involved in Mo Luo's plot, he became more and more uneasy, even looking at Li Yuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, a murderous intent flashed in his heart.
But he quickly vetoed it.
First of all, Li Yuan was his father after all. Since ancient times, it was not uncommon for brothers to compete for the throne, but it was rare for him to kill his own father.
The word filial piety is more important than a thousand jun.
Secondly, Taichong is still in a dream, if he kills Li Yuan, wouldn't Taichong be in danger?
Just as he was lingering, there were suddenly noisy footsteps outside.
"Your Majesty, it's not good!"
Gao Quan ran over in the heavy rain, and said loudly: "The heavy rain has washed away the river, and the rivers near Chang'an City... all burst their embankments!"
Li Shimin was startled, Chang'an City is surrounded by eight rivers, namely Wei, Jing, Feng, Lao, Cu, Yu, Chan, and Ba, the eight rivers diverge, and floods rarely occur.
But once it happens, it will be earth-shattering, and the water will be peaceful!
At this moment, Li Shimin was very anxious, as if he had seen the plight of the people before his eyes, he immediately ordered: "Hurry up, gather the forbidden army, and follow me to save people!"
After all, he didn't care about Li Yuan and Tai Chong, he rushed out of the palace first, only to find that even in the palace, the water had already covered his ankles.
……
in a dream.
Mo Luo's appearance began to change slowly, his black hair became gorgeous, his beard was gray, his skin was wrinkled, and he gradually turned into Li Yuan's appearance.
Only the deep eyes still retain the temperament of Moro.
"Li Daoxuan, although you have overturned the chessboard, the real game has just begun. Go ahead and try...to survive."
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Li Daoxuan's heart.
He immediately joined hands to form a sword, and slashed towards Mo Luo's eyebrows.
But the sword finally stopped in front of Li Yuan's forehead, because Mo Luo had disappeared without even a breath left, and he actually abandoned this body that he had obtained so hard!
Li Daoxuan frowned tightly, and prepared to leave the dreamland.
Suddenly, an old hand held his wrist, and it was still trembling due to exhaustion.
"Save...save Chang'an..."
The old man's voice was like a rotten bellows, hoarse and deep, as if just these few words had exhausted all the strength in his body.
Li Daoxuan looked up at the old man in front of him.
Li Yuan actually still had a trace of remnants. After Mo Luo's soul left, he finally regained control of his physical body.
But Li Daoxuan has already seen that his spirit is like a leaf falling in the wind, and it is all supported by his last breath.
"Save Chang'an... save... Datang..."
When he was dying, Li Yuan's old and cloudy eyes were full of guilt and self-blame. He was possessed by Mo Luo and did many bad things. Now he wants to ruin Li Tang's foundation.
Therefore, holding his last breath, he begged Li Daoxuan to save Datang.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "Follow the Supreme Emperor's order, and the poor will do their best."
Hearing this answer, Li Yuan seemed to finally let go of his last breath, his whole body was relieved, and his energy and spirit gradually went to silence.
He let go of Li Daoxuan's hand and tried his best to bow, but before he bowed down, his body became darker and almost transparent.
Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he asked: "The Supreme Emperor, what else do you want to say to Your Majesty?"
Hearing this question, Li Yuan's eyes were slightly lost. His chapped lips kept trembling, but finally returned to calm, and shook his head at Li Daoxuan.
Without talking, it has already explained a lot.
For Li Shimin, the son he was most proud of and loved, he still did not forgive in the end.
In this absurd dream, Li Yuan's spirit completely dissipated.
The last words left by the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was once ambitious and famous, were: Save Chang'an, save Datang.
Until his death, he never forgave Li Shimin.
……
With Li Yuan's death, the dream also collapsed, as if the mirror was smashed into pieces, and the whole world became fragmented.
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that this should be a trap left by Mo Luo.
If he can't leave the dreamland in time, he will be lost here forever, shattered together with this nothingness world, and there will be no Li Daoxuan in the world from now on.
And Li Yuan's lingering remembrance should have been left on purpose by Mo Luo.
He guessed that Li Yuan would talk to Li Daoxuan, so that Li Daoxuan could not leave here immediately, and when he realized it, the dream world had already collapsed.
Poor Li Yuan is also a generation of emperors, but even the last trace of remnants are counted by Mo Luo.
"Benefactor, don't be afraid!"
After Mo Luo left, Yan Tong finally stopped hiding behind Li Daoxuan, he jumped out, the jade seal on his hand was shining again, and the incense and divine power accumulated so hard were quickly consumed, gradually stabilizing the dream world that was on the verge of collapse.
There was a trace of heartache in Yan Tong's eyes. These incense and fire powers are extremely precious. After he obtained the god position, he worked hard and dutifully, and he only accumulated such a little.
This time I used more than half of it.
He held Li Daoxuan's hand and led him out of the dream world, like a fish swimming in water, like a bird flying through the forest, and soon disappeared.
……
Hongyi Palace.
The figures of Li Daoxuan and Yantong reappeared, he touched Yantong's little head, and praised him without hesitation.
"Thanks to you this time, I will commend your contribution to the empress, and the empress should reward you with all the incense and divine power consumed this time."
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, with his empress, he still has some face.
Hearing this, Yan Tong's eyebrows were beaming, and his smile was about to burst.
"Grandpa, what a shame..."
Having said that, the joy in his eyes is beyond words, the little guy who is only one foot tall doesn't know what it means to not show emotion.
Yan Tong is naturally happy. During this period of time in the Qingming Realm, he got to know many people by virtue of his cute appearance, and also understood the rules of the Qingming Realm.
In the Qingming Realm, the Tsing Yi Empress is the absolute ruler, who can decide the life and death of ghosts and gods with one word.
As we all know, Empress Tsing Yi is very cold and holy, except for Xiaoqueer and mother-in-law, it is difficult for other ghosts and gods to see her.
But someone spread the gossip that although the Empress is impartial, she values Li Daoxuan the Qingming envoy the most, but the Empress Qingyi will personally handle and take care of all the souls that Li Daoxuan sends to the next life.
If the envoy of Qingming is willing to say a good word, it is better than an ordinary person to praise thousands of words in front of the empress!
Yan Tong has a vague understanding of this point, he was recommended by Li Daoxuan, and he is naturally regarded as Li Daoxuan's person by the ghosts and gods of the Qingming Realm, no ghosts and gods dare to deliberately embarrass him.
Li Daoxuan pinched his chubby face, and said: "Help me with things, and of course you won't suffer. Well, the next thing will be dangerous, you go back first."
Yantong shook his head and said, "Grandfather, let me be with you, I'm really good now!"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and said: "You have helped me a lot, besides, I promised your father to take good care of you, be obedient, go back quickly."
Although Nightmare Child is no longer what it used to be, the fields involved in his priesthood are all related to dreams. Leaving the dream world, his real combat power is not strong.
Under Li Daoxuan's request, Yan Tong could only turn his head three times at a step and returned to the statue.
Before leaving, he still reluctantly said: "Grandfather, you must ask me to come out more often in the future!"
He muttered: "You call me out, and I can come out to play openly, so that the empress won't blame me..."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and laughed, this little guy has only been working for a long time, and he is already thinking about fishing?
After Yantong left, Li Daoxuan looked back at Li Yuan's body, then opened the door, and looked at the still intense rainstorm.
At the same time, under the wind, he also heard the wailing of countless Chang'an people.
"Help! I can't water!"
"Ma'am, be careful, there are monsters underwater!"
"Run away, the monster is eating people!"
"It's a water monkey, a lot of water monkeys!"
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, and he saw that the entire Chang'an city was like a funnel without holes, being poured back by the raging flood, and the surging water vapor almost covered the sky.
Only buildings with higher terrain like the Imperial Palace and Zhaoling Mausoleum were spared.
The admirable "eight waters around Chang'an" in "Shanglin Fu" has now become eight deadly hooks.
What's even more frightening is that under the flood, there are strange figures wandering one by one, resembling apes, with hair and claws like sharp knives.
It is densely packed, in groups, like ants coming out of the nest, and bees flying by, and you can't see the end at a glance.
For a moment, Li Daoxuan recalled what the lunatic in Xuzhou City said in his mind.
"There are tens of thousands of water ghouls in the Sishui River, more than heavenly soldiers and generals!"
Thanks to Ashan33 for the [-] rewards, love!
The foreshadowing of the water ghoul has been laid out since Chapter 330, and now it is finally clear and fun.
(End of this chapter)
Looking at the chessboard destroyed by the sword energy, Mo Luo's expression remained calm, only his long black hair fluttering slightly.
"The most poisonous thing in this world is human's seven emotions and six desires. It is like a leaf blocking one's eyes from seeing the whole world. Poor, you are talented and intelligent, but you still can't escape this cage."
After a pause, he said: "Those who shout to overturn the chessboard just want to become the next chess player."
Li Daoxuan didn't want to argue with him anymore, it was because the two had different ideas, and neither of them would be persuaded, words were meaningless, and only the outcome could prove who was right.
"Where did you tie Yan'er?"
For the little girl who sacrificed himself to save Changle, Li Daoxuan felt very sympathetic. If there is still a chance, he would try to save Yan'er.
Such a kind little girl should not end like this, at least Li Daoxuan wants to send her reincarnation, so that she can enjoy the love of her parents in the next life.
Mo Luo said indifferently: "That little girl is hard to carve from rotten wood. I sent her into the palace, let her get close to Chang Le, and observed Chang Le's every move. I wanted her to replace Chang Le in the future and possess him."
"In this way, she can become the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty from a commoner girl. Although she is still a mortal, she can enjoy the wealth and wealth that ordinary people can only dream of.
After a pause, he shook his head and said: "It's a pity that she actually felt compassion for Chang Le and finally betrayed me, but it doesn't matter, her role is to lure you out of Chang'an City, so that Hei Shan can take the queen away." Soul, as long as this goal is achieved, what difference does it make if it is a chess piece or a discarded piece?"
Hearing the indifferent words in his mouth, it seems that it is not a fresh life, but just the grass on the side of the road, the dust on the sleeves, which is worthless.
The anger in Li Daoxuan's heart was burning a little bit.
He couldn't help but think of that moldy candy, the reason why it was full of Yin energy was because Yan'er often played with it in her hands.
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl turned into a lonely soul wandering between heaven and earth, and was gradually forgotten by her parents.
When she quietly looked out of the window at the happy family inside, what she longed for most in her heart was not to become a prominent princess of the Tang Dynasty, but to walk into that simple but warm thatched hut.
Mo Luo said indifferently: "People like Yan'er are as small and humble as ants. I don't know how many people there are in this world. They have one thing in common, that is, they will never be satisfied."
Mo Luo looked up at Li Daoxuan, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, and said: "Li Daoxuan, you once gave hope to the people of Chang'an, but when you are in danger, will those ants who are greedy for life and afraid of death come to help you?"
"They won't, and even if they encounter danger, they will blame you for not protecting them in time."
Li Daoxuan remained silent.
Mo Luo smiled when he saw this, and continued: "Very well, it seems that you are not a stubborn person. On this point, we have reached a consensus."
"you are wrong."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyes and his voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Not everyone in this world is as selfish as you think, otherwise, in the dream of the old master, you wouldn't fall short."
Moro paused slightly.
He had successfully grasped Zhang Zhiyan's weaknesses and weaknesses, and trapped him in a dream. With Zhang Zhiyan's magical powers and cultivation, he could only sink helplessly and willingly die.
But he never thought that that perfect plan would be ruined by an ordinary woman in the end.
Zhang Zhiyan's wife, a mortal, calmly rejected the temptation of longevity, and exchanged her soul for Zhang Zhiyan's freedom and relief.
This once made Mo Luo feel very ironic. He had set up a bureau for 16 years, and it was hard for the No.1 contemporary Taoist school, but was broken by an ordinary person.
Li Daoxuan's eyes were bright, and he remembered the old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant when Wang Bo was captured by Maha.
The old man took out the treasure of his town store, the century-old exquisite wine, and asked the stranger to help rescue Wang Bo.
It is true that some people in Chang'an hate bad people and think that they associate with monsters all day long and regard them as unknown, but there are also many people, like the old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant, who know how to repay their kindness and are grateful.
Wang Bo once told Li Daoxuan that some of the children his master had saved back then would go to the Yingling with their parents to sweep and pay homage and offer a bouquet of white chrysanthemums every Ching Ming.
Li Daoxuan believed that the Tang Dynasty would eventually be a Tang Dynasty where all nations came to court and embraced the whole world.
The people of the Tang Dynasty can tolerate foreign guests, but how can they not tolerate these bad people who risk their lives to protect them?
"Moluo, I don't know what happened in Yongye back then, and I don't know why the gods and Buddhas disappeared, but no matter what reason you have, it can't cover up your ambition."
After a pause, Li Daoxuan said word by word: "Perhaps, the world doesn't need gods and Buddhas."
Mo Luo quietly savored Li Daoxuan's words, and said seriously: "Perhaps what you said has some truth, but... it's still too naive."
"Li Daoxuan, if you can survive, you might as well see with your own eyes how the people of Chang'an treat me in awe after this heavy rain."
"And then you'll find out..."
"The world will not remember God's gift, but will always remember God's punishment."
……
Hongyi Palace.
Li Shimin paced back and forth, waiting for news from Li Daoxuan.
After learning that Li Yuan was likely to be involved in Mo Luo's plot, he became more and more uneasy, even looking at Li Yuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, a murderous intent flashed in his heart.
But he quickly vetoed it.
First of all, Li Yuan was his father after all. Since ancient times, it was not uncommon for brothers to compete for the throne, but it was rare for him to kill his own father.
The word filial piety is more important than a thousand jun.
Secondly, Taichong is still in a dream, if he kills Li Yuan, wouldn't Taichong be in danger?
Just as he was lingering, there were suddenly noisy footsteps outside.
"Your Majesty, it's not good!"
Gao Quan ran over in the heavy rain, and said loudly: "The heavy rain has washed away the river, and the rivers near Chang'an City... all burst their embankments!"
Li Shimin was startled, Chang'an City is surrounded by eight rivers, namely Wei, Jing, Feng, Lao, Cu, Yu, Chan, and Ba, the eight rivers diverge, and floods rarely occur.
But once it happens, it will be earth-shattering, and the water will be peaceful!
At this moment, Li Shimin was very anxious, as if he had seen the plight of the people before his eyes, he immediately ordered: "Hurry up, gather the forbidden army, and follow me to save people!"
After all, he didn't care about Li Yuan and Tai Chong, he rushed out of the palace first, only to find that even in the palace, the water had already covered his ankles.
……
in a dream.
Mo Luo's appearance began to change slowly, his black hair became gorgeous, his beard was gray, his skin was wrinkled, and he gradually turned into Li Yuan's appearance.
Only the deep eyes still retain the temperament of Moro.
"Li Daoxuan, although you have overturned the chessboard, the real game has just begun. Go ahead and try...to survive."
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Li Daoxuan's heart.
He immediately joined hands to form a sword, and slashed towards Mo Luo's eyebrows.
But the sword finally stopped in front of Li Yuan's forehead, because Mo Luo had disappeared without even a breath left, and he actually abandoned this body that he had obtained so hard!
Li Daoxuan frowned tightly, and prepared to leave the dreamland.
Suddenly, an old hand held his wrist, and it was still trembling due to exhaustion.
"Save...save Chang'an..."
The old man's voice was like a rotten bellows, hoarse and deep, as if just these few words had exhausted all the strength in his body.
Li Daoxuan looked up at the old man in front of him.
Li Yuan actually still had a trace of remnants. After Mo Luo's soul left, he finally regained control of his physical body.
But Li Daoxuan has already seen that his spirit is like a leaf falling in the wind, and it is all supported by his last breath.
"Save Chang'an... save... Datang..."
When he was dying, Li Yuan's old and cloudy eyes were full of guilt and self-blame. He was possessed by Mo Luo and did many bad things. Now he wants to ruin Li Tang's foundation.
Therefore, holding his last breath, he begged Li Daoxuan to save Datang.
Li Daoxuan sighed softly, and said: "Follow the Supreme Emperor's order, and the poor will do their best."
Hearing this answer, Li Yuan seemed to finally let go of his last breath, his whole body was relieved, and his energy and spirit gradually went to silence.
He let go of Li Daoxuan's hand and tried his best to bow, but before he bowed down, his body became darker and almost transparent.
Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he asked: "The Supreme Emperor, what else do you want to say to Your Majesty?"
Hearing this question, Li Yuan's eyes were slightly lost. His chapped lips kept trembling, but finally returned to calm, and shook his head at Li Daoxuan.
Without talking, it has already explained a lot.
For Li Shimin, the son he was most proud of and loved, he still did not forgive in the end.
In this absurd dream, Li Yuan's spirit completely dissipated.
The last words left by the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was once ambitious and famous, were: Save Chang'an, save Datang.
Until his death, he never forgave Li Shimin.
……
With Li Yuan's death, the dream also collapsed, as if the mirror was smashed into pieces, and the whole world became fragmented.
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that this should be a trap left by Mo Luo.
If he can't leave the dreamland in time, he will be lost here forever, shattered together with this nothingness world, and there will be no Li Daoxuan in the world from now on.
And Li Yuan's lingering remembrance should have been left on purpose by Mo Luo.
He guessed that Li Yuan would talk to Li Daoxuan, so that Li Daoxuan could not leave here immediately, and when he realized it, the dream world had already collapsed.
Poor Li Yuan is also a generation of emperors, but even the last trace of remnants are counted by Mo Luo.
"Benefactor, don't be afraid!"
After Mo Luo left, Yan Tong finally stopped hiding behind Li Daoxuan, he jumped out, the jade seal on his hand was shining again, and the incense and divine power accumulated so hard were quickly consumed, gradually stabilizing the dream world that was on the verge of collapse.
There was a trace of heartache in Yan Tong's eyes. These incense and fire powers are extremely precious. After he obtained the god position, he worked hard and dutifully, and he only accumulated such a little.
This time I used more than half of it.
He held Li Daoxuan's hand and led him out of the dream world, like a fish swimming in water, like a bird flying through the forest, and soon disappeared.
……
Hongyi Palace.
The figures of Li Daoxuan and Yantong reappeared, he touched Yantong's little head, and praised him without hesitation.
"Thanks to you this time, I will commend your contribution to the empress, and the empress should reward you with all the incense and divine power consumed this time."
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, with his empress, he still has some face.
Hearing this, Yan Tong's eyebrows were beaming, and his smile was about to burst.
"Grandpa, what a shame..."
Having said that, the joy in his eyes is beyond words, the little guy who is only one foot tall doesn't know what it means to not show emotion.
Yan Tong is naturally happy. During this period of time in the Qingming Realm, he got to know many people by virtue of his cute appearance, and also understood the rules of the Qingming Realm.
In the Qingming Realm, the Tsing Yi Empress is the absolute ruler, who can decide the life and death of ghosts and gods with one word.
As we all know, Empress Tsing Yi is very cold and holy, except for Xiaoqueer and mother-in-law, it is difficult for other ghosts and gods to see her.
But someone spread the gossip that although the Empress is impartial, she values Li Daoxuan the Qingming envoy the most, but the Empress Qingyi will personally handle and take care of all the souls that Li Daoxuan sends to the next life.
If the envoy of Qingming is willing to say a good word, it is better than an ordinary person to praise thousands of words in front of the empress!
Yan Tong has a vague understanding of this point, he was recommended by Li Daoxuan, and he is naturally regarded as Li Daoxuan's person by the ghosts and gods of the Qingming Realm, no ghosts and gods dare to deliberately embarrass him.
Li Daoxuan pinched his chubby face, and said: "Help me with things, and of course you won't suffer. Well, the next thing will be dangerous, you go back first."
Yantong shook his head and said, "Grandfather, let me be with you, I'm really good now!"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and said: "You have helped me a lot, besides, I promised your father to take good care of you, be obedient, go back quickly."
Although Nightmare Child is no longer what it used to be, the fields involved in his priesthood are all related to dreams. Leaving the dream world, his real combat power is not strong.
Under Li Daoxuan's request, Yan Tong could only turn his head three times at a step and returned to the statue.
Before leaving, he still reluctantly said: "Grandfather, you must ask me to come out more often in the future!"
He muttered: "You call me out, and I can come out to play openly, so that the empress won't blame me..."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and laughed, this little guy has only been working for a long time, and he is already thinking about fishing?
After Yantong left, Li Daoxuan looked back at Li Yuan's body, then opened the door, and looked at the still intense rainstorm.
At the same time, under the wind, he also heard the wailing of countless Chang'an people.
"Help! I can't water!"
"Ma'am, be careful, there are monsters underwater!"
"Run away, the monster is eating people!"
"It's a water monkey, a lot of water monkeys!"
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, and he saw that the entire Chang'an city was like a funnel without holes, being poured back by the raging flood, and the surging water vapor almost covered the sky.
Only buildings with higher terrain like the Imperial Palace and Zhaoling Mausoleum were spared.
The admirable "eight waters around Chang'an" in "Shanglin Fu" has now become eight deadly hooks.
What's even more frightening is that under the flood, there are strange figures wandering one by one, resembling apes, with hair and claws like sharp knives.
It is densely packed, in groups, like ants coming out of the nest, and bees flying by, and you can't see the end at a glance.
For a moment, Li Daoxuan recalled what the lunatic in Xuzhou City said in his mind.
"There are tens of thousands of water ghouls in the Sishui River, more than heavenly soldiers and generals!"
Thanks to Ashan33 for the [-] rewards, love!
The foreshadowing of the water ghoul has been laid out since Chapter 330, and now it is finally clear and fun.
(End of this chapter)
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