Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 46
After finishing speaking, he watched Duanmucui so angry that he couldn't speak very complacently, and suddenly felt refreshed.

No, why did Duanmucui's complexion gradually soften, and he smiled back to hide the knife?Zhan Zhao faintly felt his scalp go numb. Under certain circumstances, Duanmucui's face was a barometer for measuring the direction of the situation. At this moment, it was clearly written that turning defeat into victory turned the world around.

Sure enough, Duanmu Cui said surprisingly: "Zhan Zhao, did your mother say that? It was clearly my mother. When did my mother become your mother? Could it be that you want to call my mother a mother? But my mother I have never given birth to a son like you, unless you are my mother's son-in-law, but then you have to ask me whether I agree or not."

Such a long series of words, your mother and my mother are very lingering, and Duanmu Cui sifted beans in one go, and the words were catchy and clear, without taking a breath.

Zhan Zhao was a little bewildered at first, but when he came to his senses, his face turned red and white, he opened and closed his mouth, and finally realized what it means to be defeated like a mountain.

Fortunately, Duanmu Cuiyuan was a military commander, so he understood the reason why the poor should not chase after him. He smiled and changed his subject: "Zhan Zhao, when did you wake up?"

"For those who learn martial arts, it would be a bit of a waste if no one around you can detect it." While speaking, he sent the quilt on his arm back to the bed, "Speaking of which, you just sat at the table for so long. Muttering to himself, what the hell are you doing?"

"Of course, I have recited the spells from the upper realm one by one." Duanmucui said seriously, "The battle with Wen Gu Weiyu is about to take place, and you will be happy if you are not happy."

"In the middle of the night, you came to my room and chanted spells from the upper realm to me?" Zhan Zhao didn't believe it.

"Everyone else has fallen asleep, only your room has light." Duanmucui said confidently, "You sleep so hard, lighting candles is a waste, so I'll use them, what's so strange?"

This is saying...

There are obviously many loopholes, but there is nothing to refute when you think about it carefully. Maybe Ren Duanmucui does have a sense of resource sharing.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao was still suspicious, Duanmu Cuibing made a dangerous move: "Zhan Zhao, you don't think you're good-looking, I'm so dazed and reluctant to leave, right?"

Ladies and gentlemen, the best way to lie and deceive people is by no means to talk about the sky and fool around, and to make lies and empty talk.Miss Duanmu's approach is even more advanced: the so-called three sentences are false and one sentence is true, when the false is true, it is also false, the expression must be true when telling the truth, and the expression must be false when telling the truth. It is difficult to tell the truth from the truth. False, in the end, if you want it to be true, it will be true, if you want it to be false, it will be false.

Zhan Zhao smiled wryly: "It seems that you are in good spirits tonight, and your fighting spirit has also increased, and your articulation has become more and more articulate. I'd better not hit the head of the gun."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something, took out a calligraphy and painting from the pillow and handed it to Duanmucui: "This is the picture of the first emperor drawn by Mr. Gongsun just now, and I entrust you with the method of dreaming."

Duanmucui was taken aback for a moment, she had first fought against Zhan Zhao, and she was so proud of herself that she forgot about the business, and then she heard what Zhan Zhao said, and just now remembered the matter of Wen Guweiyu, and her heart froze. Shen, the brisk look on his face also faded a lot, took the calligraphy and painting and unfolded them, and said: "Mr. Gongsun, have you seen the emperor's father? Does the painting look like it?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "According to what Mr. said, I have never seen it before. This painting is based on the description of the old palace people before, and it should have eight parts."

Duanmucui sighed and said, "It's all fake anyway, as long as it can fool the emperor."

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and slowly moved along the outline of Zhenzong on the calligraphy and painting, his lips parted slightly, and he did not know what spells to recite, and finally flicked his fingers lightly at the portrait, and said in a low voice: "Go and talk to your emperor." Let’s talk about it carefully, it’s time to solve Xuanping’s siege quickly.” Before he finished speaking, the written paper scattered like flying ash, and a human figure slipped from it, vaguely wearing a crimson imperial robe, with a sky-high figure. The appearance of the crown has not yet been clearly seen, but the human figure has already drifted away, passing through the wall.

This method is not exhausting, but Duanmucui is a little gloomy.The previous mood about the dark way in the world came back again, and he was dazed for a while, then reached out to take the book that Zhan Zhao had left on the table, and flipped through it casually, but it turned out to be a dilapidated "Historical Records·Zhou Benji".

Duanmucui's heart moved, as if he had thought of something, but it was hard to understand for a while, so he heard Zhan Zhao say from the side: "I heard Mr. Gongsun say that you were from Xiqi at night. I don't know much about the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, so I asked you Shopkeeper Li looked for this book to read."

Duanmucui hummed casually, and felt that a certain answer was ready to come out from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't reach it, and she was impatient for no reason, because she was thinking: What is it, what is it?

Seeing that Duanmucui didn't answer, Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "It's thanks to the records in ancient books, otherwise, where would people know today..."

Before the words fell, Duanmucui said in a broken voice: "I understand! No wonder Wen Guweiyu can open the world of the underworld. He looks after the ancient books in Yingzhou, and sits with a scroll every day. What is there that he doesn't know? "

Thinking of this, Mao Sai suddenly realized, the things that he couldn't understand before, just like spring water melting ice, disappeared one by one.In the midst of ups and downs, I heard Zhan Zhaowen say: "Duanmu, you have mentioned the underworld many times, what exactly is that place?"

Duanmucui saves Zhan Zhao from knowing nothing about the Underworld, he hesitated a little, and briefly explained the origin of the Underworld.Zhan Zhao listened carefully, and finally asked: "You said just now that Empress Nuwa 'cuts her heart into a candle, sheds her gall into a light', must it be like this to find the way of death?"

Duanmu Cui smiled and said: "The place of Ming Dao is the most strange place, it is obviously full of filth and evil, gathering the most yin, evil, treacherous and evil hostility from the whole world, but it is colorless, odorless and invisible, even if it is close to the elbow, You can't even notice it. Only by using divine light can you force it to appear. Therefore, there is a saying in the upper world: If you want to enter the dark way, you must first show your shape. Bumping around like headless chickens, spending my whole life, I can't even touch the corners of the Mingdao."

Zhan Zhao sighed very lightly, and said, "I'm not asking this, I just want to ask you, must you learn from that Nuwa Empress to make the Ming Dao manifest through painstaking efforts?"

Duanmucui thought for a moment, guessed Zhan Zhao's intentions, and said with a smile, "Zhan Zhao, are you afraid that I will lose my life if I sacrifice my life?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and drew a knife in front of his abdomen, tilted his head, rolled his eyes, stretched out his tongue, and was about to scream "I'm dead", when his eyes suddenly touched the concerned look in Zhan Zhao's eyes, his heart felt warm, and he closed his eyes. Seeing a strange face, she sat up straight and said, "How can I be so stupid to kill myself before I enter the Ming Dao? Although Empress Nuwa has boundless divine power, she is a god from a long, long time ago. Later gods came up with many ways to save effort." , there is no need to go through such troubles."

In short, the times are developing, technology is advancing, and gods are also innovating.

Only then did Zhan Zhao feel relieved: "Then, what can you do to make Ming Dao manifest?"

"Just grab the brightest ray of light between heaven and earth." Duanmu's emerald eyes shine brightly, "Zhan Zhao, let me test you, what kind of light is this?"

"The brightest one?" Zhan Zhao pondered for a moment, a little uncertain, "Light of thunder and lightning?"

Duanmucui curled her lips, showing a look of disdain: "How can such a noisy and fleeting electric light deserve the reputation of being the brightest in the world?"

Zhan Zhao smiled, then thought about it again, Duanmucui said: "Zhan Zhao, if you can't figure it out, just admit defeat, I also thought about it for a long time before I figured it out..." Before he finished speaking, Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, Walk slowly to the window, and slowly open the window sash.

Looking around, it was pitch black outside the window, the cold wind came in at some point, Duanmucui could not help shivering.

Zhan Zhao smiled, turned around and made a "please" gesture to Duanmucui.

Duanmucui snorted and said, "Why, do you want to say is it moonlight or starlight?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head and said, "Not at all. If you are patient, you will see it in an hour or so."

Duanmucui's heart skipped a beat, and she reacted immediately, and said happily, "Did you think of it?"

Zhan Zhao smiled but didn't answer, looked out of the window again, when Duanmucui came over, he felt that the window was getting colder, couldn't help wrapping his arms, leaned against Zhan Zhao, looked up at Zhan Zhao and said: "At the beginning It took me a long time to think, Zhan Zhao, how could you be so smart?"

Zhan Zhao lowered his head, facing Mu Cui's clear eyes, and smelled the faint saponin smell in her hair, he couldn't help being moved, quickly restrained his mind, looked away and said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of it. "

Duanmucui let out a groan, and stopped asking any more questions, the two stood side by side in front of the window, their eyes fell into the depths of the melting night, and they both forgot about the chill.

For some reason, Zhan Zhao's eye sockets suddenly became warm.

Isn't the first ray of dawn that pierces through the night sky the brightest ray of light in the world?

It may not be as blazing as the sun when the sun is in the sky, nor as soft and beautiful as the sunset light, but if there is no dawn that faces the heavy haze and darkness, how can it open the endless night and show a scene full of vitality? The Qingping world?

"Duanmu."

"Ok?"

"Now that the dawn is here, are you going to go to the Underworld?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll take it to you."

"……it is good."

The night is still thick, and it is the darkest hour before dawn.

Duanmucui and Zhan Zhao, one behind the other, carefully bypassed the corpses on the ground and climbed up to the Xuanping tower.

Standing at the crenel and looking out, the lights are lit in the distance, listening carefully, there is the sound of shouting.

Taishi Pang really devoted himself to his duties, knowing that Xuan Ping was seriously ill and dared not enter the city, but the defense outside the city did not relax at all.

"I don't know what Ming Dao looks like." Duanmucui took a deep breath, thought for a while, folded his hands together and bowed, "Nuwa Empress, you have knowledge in your dreams, so you have to protect me."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Why is there knowledge in a dream? Empress Nuwa is also asleep like the gods in Yingzhou?"

Duan Mucui proudly said: "Zhan Zhao, you don't know about this. The so-called waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past, a new generation replaces the old, and the originators of gods like Empress Nuwa and Fuxi have long since retired."

retire?For a moment, Zhan Zhao was really puzzled.

"It's like a sect in the Jianghu." Ever since Zhan Zhao taught her to pretend to be a Jianghu person and deceive the shopkeeper Li, Duanmucui has the posture of an old Jianghu, "The head of the older generation is passed on to the head of the new generation. , the new head will pass on the position after he gets old, otherwise what's the point of being the head of the house all by himself, sooner or later he will get tired of doing it. Besides, you always don't give up your position, the disciples have no future, My heart is not happy."

"It's like the abdication in ancient times?" Zhan Zhao understood a little bit.

Duanmucui nodded, thought for a while and then shook his head: "There are some resemblances, but not all of them. I'm thinking, it's because they are tired of being gods and doing it for thousands of years, but they can't do anything." When the trick comes, I simply throw my hands away and go to sleep. Anyway, the world has become the world and the universe has been set, and the rest, future generations can do whatever they like."

"The so-called heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as dogs, this is indeed the truth." Zhan Zhao smiled, "However, does being a god get tired of doing it?"

Duanmu Cuibai gave Zhan Zhao a look: "If you don't become a fairy, of course you don't know how hard it is to be a fairy. It was quite new at the beginning, you can fly in the sky, you can run in the water, but Zhan Zhao, I am not sick, Who still sees the sky flying around and not coming down? When I was not a fairy, I always felt that I could have whatever I wanted, and the days when I could become whatever I wanted were the most pleasant days. After I really lived this kind of life, I felt It's nothing exciting. Empress Nuwa and the others have passed tens of thousands of years, so it's no wonder they don't bother."

"So, they fell asleep one after another?" Thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable, anyway, the new generation of immortals had already grown up, so it was not a bad idea to let the next generation do it, "Where do you sleep?"

Duanmucui smiled mischievously, stretched out her arms and drew a big circle: "The world is so big, I don't know where they all sleep. It is said that Empress Nuwa turned into a piece of bluestone and slept among the vast mountains; Fuxi turned into a giant in the deep sea. Trees, the branches are several miles away, and countless fish and shrimps swim between the branches... You don't have to worry about them being woken up, no matter how loud the noise is, they won't wake them up."

"What if I wake up after sleeping for too long?"

Duanmucui was stunned for a moment, before hesitating for a while, he said: "Since they fell asleep, I have never heard of anyone waking up... If they do wake up, they may turn over and go back to sleep."

Zhan Zhao suppressed a smile: "If you sleep too much, won't you feel bored?"

"How could it be?" Duanmucui answered very seriously, "Their deep sleep has truly sealed off the five sense organs, cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and has no feeling or perception. Even if it is really boring, they can't feel it... Besides, more and more gods have fallen asleep now. Don’t you think that those miracles of ascension in the daytime were mostly passed down by word of mouth between the Han and Jin Dynasties, and it was greatly reduced in the Tang Dynasty. Almost never heard of it?"

It is true.

Needless to say, those fairy anecdotes in ancient times, Xu Fu led three hundred boys and girls in the Qin Dynasty to search for fairy mountains overseas, but they found nothing; Welcome the Queen Mother of the West in front of the Chenghua Hall"; in the Tang Dynasty, it was rumored among the people that Xuanzong took a ladder to the moon in the middle of the night and visited the Qingxu Mansion in Guanghan. Over the years, most of what I have heard is the secret affairs of the palace, such as the sound of candle shadows and axes, and civet cats changing princes, as if they have nothing to do with the upper world.Could it be that, as Duanmucui said, "more and more gods have fallen asleep"?
The matter of Zhan Zhao's ascension to immortality and cultivation was nothing serious, so he just laughed it off, and was about to say something, Duanmucui said again: "When I fall asleep in the future, Zhan Zhao, what do you think I'm pretending to be? "

Zhan Zhao knew that if Duanmucui started talking like this, he would be talking endlessly, so he wanted to change the topic, but Duanmucui had already made plans with great interest: "Why don't I go find you, Zhan Zhao, By then you should be dead, can I make a stone statue to guard your grave?"

If it were someone else who said you were "dead" and kept silent about "guarding the grave" for you, no matter how good-tempered Zhan Zhaozong was, he would probably feel displeased, but after Duanmucui said it, and then thought of her identity With his temper, he knew that she really had no intentions, and he couldn't refute her anything, so he just shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't bother Shangxian Duanmu."

"Don't bother, where is it not sleeping?" Duanmucui was not discouraged, "How about I pretend to be a green pine tree on your grave?"

Zhan Zhao politely declined: "No need, a green pine as big as you grows out of thin air on such a small grave, I'm afraid it will scare the people who visit the grave."

"Speaking of it, you just dislike me." Duanmucui stared at Zhan Zhao, "I'm not willing to go if others invite me."

Who will invite you to...

Zhan Zhao sighed, after thinking about it, he decided to make a compromise: "Just pretend to be some ordinary flowers and plants."

After thinking about it, there are many unknown wild flowers and weeds in the graveyard, which is not so obtrusive.

Duanmucui obviously didn't think so: "Flowers and plants...or just... peonies?"

"Duanmu," Zhan Zhao decided to end this weird, absurd and unimaginable discussion as soon as possible, "If you grow such a gorgeous and incomparable peony on the grassy tomb, others will think that I have become a genius underground. Those who have good things insist on digging to find out, and I will feel even more restless... You should be your god, and the matter of sleeping will be discussed later."

Duanmucui snorted, but she didn't know if she listened or not.

Fortunately, her attention was quickly attracted.

"Zhan Zhao," Duanmucui seemed to be afraid of disturbing something, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Dawn...has arrived."

From Zhan Zhao's point of view, the night at this moment is as thick as before, there is really no difference.So, for a moment, he suddenly envied Duanmucui: To be a fairy is indeed better than ordinary people, the worst thing is that his eyesight is much better.

However, it was just thinking about it in my heart, and I didn't say it out, firstly, I didn't want to encourage Duanmucui's arrogance, secondly, if she came up with some bad ideas, making side-by-side attacks every day to turn herself into a fairy, that would be enough for him of.

Duanmucui didn't know that Zhan Zhao had changed his mind so much, he stood beside him and closed his eyes, reciting the mantra silently.Zhan Zhao knew that she must be concentrating on the method, so he was silent and solemn.

(End of this chapter)