I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

In the bright sunshine, the Chu girl plays the piano.

Thousands of endless murmurs of warblers flow with the vibration of the ten strings, as low as clear spring water from white jade.

"The river is surging, the horses' hooves are clattering, and the birds are singing."

Elder Qu shook his head, closed his eyes, and said, "The State of Qin is a big bird. It stands in the east. On the left is the southwest of the State of Zhao. On the right is our State of Chu, Yan Ying. Directly opposite are South Korea and the State of Wei."

"If you want to bow down to China, its terrain has advantages and conveniences. As long as you spread your wings and fly, you can sweep across three thousand miles."

In the middle is a huge crane-shaped silver and copper ice storage mirror, with a dragon head and a phoenix tail coiled on the top.

Elder Jing picked up the spoon with a ring-shaped handle and scooped out the ice.

Next to him, the Zhao family elder had sparse hair and was as thin as a skeleton. He said, "When you see six birds, why don't your Majesty use saints as bows and warriors as arrows, and shoot at the right time? These six birds will be gone." It’s in the king’s pocket.”

Qu family: "Can you shoot?"

Chewing ice cubes in his mouth, Jing Jia hesitated, shook his head and said, "It won't work for a while."

The Qu family asked the Zhao family: "What about you?"

The Zhao family refused to drink or eat, praying to be separated from the body and ascend to the immortal path. He was found sitting on a huge turtle shell, unconscious and breathless: "I am old and don't know anything."

Jing Jia scooped up another spoonful of ice cubes and said with a slight smile: "Without a warrior or a saint, how can you say that you can only shoot birds? If you can't shoot, you can't."

"Seven heroes stand in front of each other, confronting the Central Plains. Qi in the east, Qin in the west, Chu in the south, Yan, Wei, Han, and Zhao in the north. They were swallowed up in the blink of an eye. In the past few years, everything has been empty. I really blinked. , just like watching the lights go by."

The Jing family immediately said: "Isn't there still Qi State? As long as Qi and Chu join forces, there will be no worries."

"Did King Qi return your favor?" The Qu family sneered.

"No."

"Raised in a deep palace, it grows in the hands of women."

The Qu family's ravine face was bronzed by the sunlight. "He is indecisive. He is afraid that even a chicken is trembling and he dare not kill it. How can he dare to disobey and tear down the bones of a tiger and a wolf? If he really dares to reply to your letter, huh, let me see." Wrong sight."

The confused Zhao family drooped their skulls and hummed: "It's useless. There are saints and warriors coming. It's useless for anyone to come."

Chu Nu is still playing the ten-stringed harp, her delicate hands are charming and graceful.

The century-old trees outside the window rustled in the wind, and the delicate and majestic silhouette of the building seemed to be slowly being scraped there with a very blunt knife.

The Jing family drank cup after cup of nectar and jade liquid, and coldly snorted: "Heaven's Zhi Ming Gui, the people of Qin are so cruel, and the King of Qin is so vicious, even if I turn into a ghost, I will cut off his feet and cramp his tendons. , gnawed his flesh, and made him immortal forever!"

"I didn't let you die."

Qu Jiadao said, "Xiang Liang's 600,000-strong army is confronting Qin's 600,000-strong army. The victory or defeat has not yet been determined."

"We must win!" The Jing family was determined, raised their wine glasses, and said in a loud voice, "I have already cooked three hundred boys and girls alive as sacrifices to God. God will be moved by the sincerity of our great Chu people and protect the people of Chu. This battle will be great. Complete victory!"

Qu Jiadao: "Xiang Liang and Qin's 600,000 troops are still facing each other."

"It's still a confrontation."

He thought hard, "This seems to be some kind of military art, called Sun Tzu's Art of War. Anyway, it's like a prescription. It only scratches the surface but doesn't treat the inside. What's the use?"

"How long?"

"Almost five months."

"It's been almost five months. During this period, there have been countless sieges of the city, but we haven't defeated it yet. He has all these 600,000 troops in his hands, and it consumes countless gold in a day."

The Qu family's chest heaved and said angrily, "I heard that the main force was not dispatched at all. What is Liang Wo doing outside? Is he going to go to the sky to pick up the stars with the 600,000 soldiers of the Chu Kingdom?!"

The Jing family remained silent.

After he calmed down for a while, he said: "The Qin Kingdom has traveled a long distance, and our soldiers from the Chu family can't even lay a finger on them, and they hold weapons, food and grass in their hands, and they respond to every call."

He hesitated and said, "I heard from the merchants in the city that this Liang is afraid of the tigers and wolves of Qin, so he doesn't dare to fight. It's because he has rebellious intentions."

The strings played by the dancing girl are as intricate as the yellow sun shining through the bead curtain, silent and silent.

The Qu family looked at him straightly: "I'm afraid you are part of Qin's plan to alienate you."

"This Liang holds an army of 600,000, which is a big mouth of 600,000. We are constantly transporting goods, weapons, and food, and together he is stepping on the blood and sweat of our Qu Jingzhao and some loyal people. He is a little bit I never felt bad.”

The Jing family sat back on their backs and said, "Regardless of whether there is estrangement or not, the Xiang family is getting stronger and stronger, and our three families are getting weaker and weaker. What's more, the current king is the one who ascended the throne with a single call from the Xiang family."

The Qu family closed their eyes: "The Xiang family is just a bunch of barbarians, I won't give them a chance."

Say it.

A tall guard outside announced: "I would like to inform you all, your lords, the king was attacked in Xianlefang outside the palace."

The music played continuously inside, the Qu family closed their eyes, clapped their hands on their knees and counted the beats, while the Jing family drank too much ice drink, frowning and rubbing their uncomfortable stomachs.

The old and solemn Zhao family tremblingly rubbed the non-existent eye mucus and asked: "Where is the king, how is it?"

"Lord Huizhao, the king is fine."

That humane.

"It's okay, oh, it's okay."

The man said again: "Young Siming said, the goddess came to Chu and found that the goddess is in the palace."

Everything seemed still.

The air was whispering until it exploded. The Zhao family, who was drowsy and begging for immortality, suddenly stood up. His face was full of excitement and he almost knelt down, "What! You said that the gods and gods are here."

He almost fainted, lying on the ground with his butt arched.

The Jing family and the Qu family looked at each other in confusion. The Jing family's face was red and they asked, "Seriously?"

But the Qu family sneered: "Bring a goddess out, and that old guy comes to act like a monster at such a juncture to hide from the world? I don't think so."

"What if it's true? Our Chu country has always been protected by thousands of gods."

Jing walked around excitedly, pointed at the guard and said, "It must be the effectiveness of my three hundred boys and girls that moved God. Go, go, go and see!"

*

Baitao was imprisoned in the Chu Palace Tower by Shao Siming.

What is tied to the hand is a chain that binds the gods. There are endless auspicious clouds outside, thousands of birds are flying towards the phoenix, and the sound that is playing is ethereal, solemn and melancholy.

In an attempt to attract the presence and favor of the gods, an endless stream of nobles and officials from Chu State came to kneel down.

She was dressed up to look like a god in Chu people's hearts.

Sitting high on the altar.

Watch them bow with cold eyes and listen to their desires.

The human heart is so barren and absurd.

Joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise. Seeking wealth, seeking status, seeking beauty, and seeking dignity is the most perverted human ethics and the most vicious storm.

They screamed and prayed in their hearts, telling the sky and the gods in all directions. They turned into long swords stained with blood, and even slaughtering all over the land was not enough.

The old man holding the fire-patterned crutch is the young Siming of Chu State.

He created auspicious trends for her.

To deceive the people of Chu.

Maybe it doesn't matter whether they are gods or not, as long as they can satisfy their desires, what about the rest.

The old man held the fire-patterned scepter in both hands, and chanted a hymn in his mouth: "With the blessing of God, we will wipe out the tigers and wolves, and everything will be good and bad!"

A blazing light flashed across the sky, like a phoenix dragging its tail feathers to drop a miracle.

The Chu family was extremely excited, their faces turned red, and they burst into tears. They chanted: "With the blessing of God, we will sweep away the tigers and wolves, and everything will be good and bad!"

"It's the goddess. The goddess protects the people of Chu."

"Goddess, with the blessing of heaven, we will wipe out the tigers and wolves, and everything will be good and bad!"

"This battle will be won!" "With God's blessing, we will wipe out the tigers and wolves. This battle will be won!" "This battle will be won, we will win!"

"Goddess, I am your most loyal believer, and I ask for your protection."

Bai Tao was a little impatient. The head wearing a ghost face was tilted, and the earrings raised a slender and shiny arc.

this action.

Let them be so inspired that they begin to tell you half of what they want.

Shao Siming said in a hoarse voice: "After Xun Yue, on a good and auspicious day, we will have a ceremony to worship the gods, so that we can see the true face."

The Chu State was still a little doubtful, but now that they heard that they would be able to see the true face of the god here in half a month, the cheers and worship became even louder.

just wait.

Waiting for the miracle in half a month.

The sun sets little by little, and the boiling here finally settles down, and the mortals kneel and retreat one after another reluctantly. The grass is fluttering, and some mice are shuttled among it, and it becomes increasingly cold.

Bai Peach's amber eyes looked down at King Chu, "Why don't you leave?"

The King of Chu was carrying the cud and being pushed in a wheelchair by his maid.

Just sitting there.

He said nothing, his dark eyes looking up at her from bottom to top.

The blurry and indistinguishable shadow blends under the huge bronze statue of the phoenix with spread wings, which really feels like black clouds rising.

Making the demon uncomfortable.

She suppressed her disgust, dragged the chain, and walked down.

Below are the layers of oil lamps stretching up the stairs, the livestock tributes still retain a trace of heat, and above the walls are the Chu people offering sacrifices with fairy music floating in the air.

Painted around are the various ghosts and gods in Chu people's hearts. It is really a good place to ward off disasters and solve problems.

It is impossible to go any further.

Bai Tao Fox's ears twitched, and after looking around, he looked back at him: "Young Siming said that fairies can confuse people's hearts, but it's best for you not to stay here."

She was wearing a gorgeous and weird robe, with a half-ghost look on her face.

When she turned to look at him against the light, what she met was a pair of eyes that looked back thousands of years.

Once I lose it, I'm afraid my soul will be broken. "You are indeed very deceptive. What kind of monster are you?"

"What kind of monster am I?"

Baitao stretched out, touched his ears, and lost the two cumbersome hair accessories next to his ears, "The old man didn't even tell you this?"

"Bird demon, rabbit demon, mermaid." He paused, "Fox demon?"

She didn't answer, turned around and was about to get on the altar, but she didn't expect her wrist to be pulled. She turned around and looked at her, and he gave her a thorny smile. His black eyes were like a deep well with no bottom.

What he was holding was the other end of the God-binding chain.

Baitao's heart beat rapidly.

Yes, he is not a mortal. What he possesses is the aura of a king, and he is a person favored by heaven.

She remained calm and childish: "What is that in your hand?"

"You are a demon, what do demons eat?"

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"Do you know how to breathe, feel hungry, or feel tired?" He said with his eyebrows curled up a bit, looking extremely happy. "You can feel happiness and pain."

Then he said quietly, "What would it feel like to be a demon?"

She asked back: "Are you going to be a demon?"

Zhe Chu looked up at her with a face as red as red as clouds, and lay back lazily, "You monsters, can you eat people's hearts?"

Baitao didn't want to answer this confused person's words.

"I have a maid beside me who has been following me for decades. She is loyal and has no other intention. I really love and pity her very much."

The knife was sticking out from his thin lips, and his eyes were extremely sharp, "I will exchange her heart with you. This is the person I love most in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the maid behind him turned pale with fear.

He beckoned.

The maid was so frightened that she kept convulsing. She knelt down and was about to open her mouth to beg for mercy.

"Your Majesty!"

"Shh, don't talk."

He stretched out his fingers and touched the lips of the maid, like a charming touch between lovers. The maid burst into tears and looked at the handsome king pleadingly, like a fish about to be slaughtered. She was attracted by the people coming in from outside. Drag out.

A scream.

The beating heart was dug out and placed on a gold plate.

"It's a pity that I love her so much, but she still doesn't know that I have a dagger hidden here."

With frowning eyes and cold eyes, he held the hot heart with one hand and looked at the candlelight, "A heart like this can never be worthy of the love of others."

His eyes fell on Baitao again.

The man pressed the mechanism on the wheelchair with his right hand and walked towards her, "But this is my favorite heart in this world. No one can love me more than it. I will dedicate it to the goddess now."

He was very excited, his voice became more and more trembling, and he looked at her like a burning candle with madness and passion.

Baitao sat on the altar, surrounded by swaying oil lamps, clad in golden divine light, solemn and luxurious.

The goddess was indifferent to his so-called sacrifice.

It was as if the countless nights he had been alone, with ups and downs, were coming back again. He felt that his back was about to be crushed. He had already been abandoned by the gods. Even if he was so pious, no matter how pious he was, he felt that his back was about to be crushed. No mercy! Even a trace!

The anger in his chest violently rushed, "Goddess! You are so high up, but you can see the world!"

The heart was about to be lifted up and stuffed into her mouth.

Baitao turned her head to avoid it, and was stung by such an action. She took out the dagger from the wheelchair and stabbed her legs and knees hard. Maybe he had been wanting to do this for a long time.

The fox demon did not hide.

"Pfft." "Pfft."

She bore the sharp tip of his knife, the mortal's begging, hoping, and praying for the gods, anxious and thirsty.

Every now and then, foam splashes.

Will this satisfy you?

Baitao looked down at his madness. The bloody knees were like flowers blooming from the underworld. She could even see the bones of the knees growing again bit by bit in front of him.

Destroyed and rebuilt, he looked shocked, trembling hands, hitting the ground with his dagger, and surrendered to her.

"God, goddess. You are a goddess."

At this time, King Chu lay on the ground and kissed her toes vigorously.

He threw away all his power, status, and dignity, struggling so hard to hold on to this light of hope, the flame of his life's rebirth, "Goddess, let me become your most loyal believer."

"What do you want in exchange?"

"Stand up, as long as I can stand up!"

The veins on his neck popped out, and his face was full of enthusiasm. He was trying to sympathize and love so much that he was so excited that he seemed to die immediately.

stand up?

Baitao looked at his lame legs, chuckled a few times, and slowly turned her palms downward toward his face, as if caressing him: "The gods grant your request."

"really?"

"Swear in the name of the Tushan Divine Clan."

As soon as she finished speaking, thunder rolled from the sky on the tower, like a prophecy handed down from ancient times, and she said crazily, "I can do anything, I can do anything."