Death Sutra

Shulitu's cheeks are flushed and his chest is stuffy. He has never been so tired and has never been so persistent.

He refused to enter the tent, and was in the open air. Together with dozens of officers, he faced unpredictable near-service soldiers, and the torches around him were bright. These soldiers arguing in their face the fate of the hostages.

Nearly the service army is not a piece of iron, and several other tens of thousands of troops have also rushed back. Everyone's ideas are slightly different. The key issue is the life and death of Xiao Wang Shu Litu and the wing guard silver sculpture. Some soldiers force the main to kill, because Shu Litu sheltered the aristocratic officer, the silver sculpture participated in the fake corpse incident, and the other part did not want to increase the killing for no reason. Especially Xiao Wang was the great-grandson of the old Khan, not yet an adult, and should not bleed.

Shulitu feels that his appearance will give supporters a little confidence and pressure, so he refuses to enter the tent. Once the person is not in front of him, people are more likely to make cruel decisions. This is the jingyàn he has already had.

Grandpa once wanted to kill him. He only changed his mind at the last moment when he looked at his eyes. Even the Dragon King’s military division did. He refused to visit the battlefield. One of the reasons was that he could not hesitate to decide thousands. The life and death of the soldiers.

Shulitu had a sense of mission. Looking back at the officers behind him, "I heard that the Dragon King has returned, he will find a way."

Azhba and others pay tribute to Xiao Wang. This is not the loyalty of the timid, but the respect of the Khan family. This 12-year-old child is eligible to be among the outstanding members.

Molin looked at the piles of whispers and felt that the controversy was coming to an end. He bent over and put it in the ear of Sullivan and said, "Be sure to keep up with me."

"But..." Sulliant felt that the near-serving army might restore his senses, but he immediately understood that Moline’s observations were accurate, and the soldiers who wanted to put Xiao Wang’s life turned around and stopped touching his gaze.

"No need," he said. The decision has been made in the heart, but he still appreciates Molin’s kindness. “I’m already ready to die, and it’s better to die with the best group of officers in the grasslands than to die alone in a glass of poisoned wine.”

Moline was surprised that the fate of this child was to act as a beggar. But he did not give up on himself, and he still maintained some kind of noble dignity. He bent down. "His Royal Highness reminds me of the old King of Khan."

Shulitu gave a slight glimpse and then smiled.

Azerbaijan and several other officers went to the front of Xiao Wang. Everyone felt dangerous. They could not let a child bear the brunt.

A voice in the crowd said: "His Royal Highness, are you willing to leave alone and leave the officers?"

"No." Shulitu spit out a word.

The officers did not pretend to be false. Instead, they pulled out the knife together, faced countless bows and arrows, and no more knives had the power to resist. They just showed an uncompromising attitude.

The crowd receded to the periphery like a tidal wave, and then bent at the same time.

Gu Shenwei arrived at this time, and only Han Fen and Fang Wen were followed by two people.

The gaze of the soldiers nearby makes the party feel nervous, it is a unique indifference, and it will change at any time. Or become a smile, perhaps turned into hostility. Nothing to grasp, no way to grasp.

Therefore, Fang Wen is very admired by the Dragon King. He walks down slightly, does not look at anyone, and when he meets the roadblocker, he gently pushes it open. Slowly squeezed into the crowd, but the soldiers who were hit, like being smashed by fire, jumped to the side and pointed at them with their companions.

Han Fen put on a suit of soldiers. Like the shadow of the Dragon King, he mimicked his manners and expressions.

The influence of the Dragon King spreads like a ripple to the far side, and the bow that has just been lifted is put down again, but no one has put away the arrow.

Gu Shenwei stood between the soldiers and the officers. He first nodded to Shulitu and others, then turned to face the soldiers. Just wanted to talk, and the opposite voice said: "Does the old Khan really burn the arrows in your hands?"

"You should ask those who see it with your own eyes."

The crowd was silent, and then an arrow hit the Dragon King. The speed was not fast. There was not much power. Gu Shen was easy to pick it up in his hand. The voice said, "Come once again."

Gu Shen grabbed the arrow shaft with both hands and gently broke it. "I am not a juggling artist with the old Khan."

The sound was shocked, and another voice called: "It's true, I saw it with my own eyes, and the fire burned in the hands of the Dragon King. He didn't have anything."

The soldiers saw the hands of the Dragon King, and they did not hurt.

"Please ask the Dragon King to allow us to send these people to heaven. This is the command of the old Khan, we must obey." The next voice is more polite.

"Don't believe the rumors easily. If the old Khan king orders from heaven, there will be a vision, but I have not seen anything."

"The fake body is a vision, and it is a vision for officers to cast their own nets."

This voice received a lot of echoes, and Gu Shenwei felt that the crowd was about to get out of control. The influence of the Dragon King alone was not enough to manipulate the idea of ​​tens of thousands of soldiers.

He spread his arms and decided to take a few more words from the Dapeng bird. There was a sudden scream from behind.

Gu Shen turned around in surprise and saw that the officers were panicking and rushing to Xiao Wang Shu Litu.

Shulitu was twitching and screaming in pain, and several strong officers couldn’t hold it.

"Vision, this is the vision!" a soldier shouted, everyone's face was excited and red, and raised his bow and arrow again.

Sullivan suddenly stood up, his body straight and his eyes staring blankly at the front, spitting out an old voice from his mouth, "My palace..."

Everyone was stunned, and the few officers who were closest to Schulitu immediately fell to the ground. They could hear Qing Chuchu, this is the voice of the old Khan.

"My royal palace... dangerous... send me back..."

The crowd fell into pieces, as if they had been swept by a hurricane. The soldiers in the distance did not hear the sound, and they followed the sire. After the news of the old king’s possession in Xiao Wang’s body came out, he was confronting the nearest army. The ordinary soldiers also squatted.

Fang Wen is hesitant. He has never heard the voice of the old Khan, but it is absolutely impossible to see the reaction of the people. But he knows that Shulitu only saw the old King of Khan when he was a child. It is impossible to imitate it so vividly.

Fang Wen is also squatting, suddenly a flash of light, looked up zuoyou looked at it, and sure enough, Han Fen, dressed as a soldier, was kneeling at the foot of Shulitu, bowed his head and could not see what she was doing.

Only the Dragon King did not have a single person, just bowed to Shulitu.

"The royal palace... Go back..." Sullivan once again voiced the old sweat king.

This is the order. The nearest army was launched at the fastest speed. Shulitu woke up and stared blankly at the messy scene. "What happened?"

The officers did not believe that the old Khan Wang Shengtian became the story of Vulcan. At this time, they could not help but believe that they all bent outside the five steps. The 12-year-old Shulitu was the highest person.

The soldiers in the entire military camp gathered at an unprecedented speed. The forefront was the Shulitu escorted by the officers. The back was the nearby army, and then the ordinary soldiers. Because the "King of the King" did not order, no soldier would refuse. Stay.

More than 100,000 cavalry, when Shulitu arrived at the destination, there were more than 10,000 people riding on the horse, not stepping out of the camp.

In the number of camps, Shulitu was once again possessed by the old Khan, insisting not to go to the palace in the north, but to lead the crowd to turn the direction and head toward an unknown hill on the south.

This adds to the bizarre nature of the incident, and no one dares to refuse.

In the next few lines, Moline signaled that the Dragon King left the team with him.

Gu Shenwei never let Molin leave her sight.

The sky was white, and the solemn cavalry lined up slowly. When necessary, the nearest ranks could still be orderly.

Moline looked at the hill in the distance. "The Dragon King still found out."

"An accident."

"Maybe it is really God."

"Still keep awe in God's will, no one knows the idea of ​​God, so I don't think about it."

Moline smiled. "The old Khan is a great emperor, but sometimes it is like a child. He is wary of everyone around him, but he wants to bring everyone to his side, even after death. ”

"Probably because both the emperor and the children thought they had freedom. I was very curious. How to keep such a huge tomb? How to keep it secret?"

“All materials were prepared 40 years ago. Ten years later, when everyone forgot about them, thousands of craftsmen began to work for nearly three decades. Some people were underground from birth to death, and they never saw it for a lifetime. The sun was over. The whole project was only completed last year. They were buried in advance and buried in the bottom of the tomb. A total of 200 guards were also buried, leaving only the wing guards to be informed."

Moline said an extremely cruel thing, then he sighed. "The old Khan seems to know that he will live longer, so he is not in a hurry. As a result, the mausoleum is just finished, he is murdered, sometimes I I think, this is retribution, killing so many innocent people, I should be retribution with the old Khan."

"The four wing guards have committed suicide."

Moline nodded, apparently no accident, "How is the Dragon King going to deal with it?"

"First, as your retribution, I don't allow you to commit suicide or kill me."

Moline smiled. "This kind of retribution will make me feel ashamed."

"Second, I will level the hill, fill the valley, destroy the rest of the dragon court, leave some of the guards guarding the guard for one year, and wait until the next spring, the wild grass, no one can find the entrance. I After thinking about it for a few years, people will even forget the wèizhi here."

"What about the conditions of the Dragon King?" Moline is very qingchu dragon king's character.

"Western region."

Moline’s gaze turned to the endless cavalry. “As long as the Dragon King wishes, there are more than 90,000 people in the army. I will try to make them willing to fight for the Dragon King.”

"For His Royal Highness." Gu Shen corrected.

A small team of people rushed from the rear, the leader was the dragon and the cloud, "The beginning of the South screen won." A simple result, followed by the police: "The scout report, the Holy King is gathering the army, it is likely to come here. ”

"He wants to run." Gu Shenwei immediately concluded.

(Seeking for a subscription) (To be continued...)