The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 119 This Peddler is a Great Demon

Xiao Baojing traveled to Gu Song and walked all the way from the academy in the suburbs to Yejing.

It was clearly the same scenery as that of Southern Tang, and it was summer here, but Xiao Baojing saw that the mountains and rivers on the road were very dilapidated, with withered grass and dying willows, and the village was deserted. It was clearly close to the city of Yejing, but it seemed like an abandoned place.

As if he could see through her confusion, Shang Bingjiu said lazily, "This dynasty has lost its dragon vein. The territory it rules will lose life bit by bit. Mountains will collapse, water will dry up, and trees will die. In a year or two, or three to five years, it will completely become a dead place."

Xiao Baojing couldn't help but clench his hands and asked in a low voice: "Did you eat the dragon vein here?"

Shang Bingjiu put his hands in his pockets and frowned, "Yes."

Xiao Baojing recalled the shadow of the dog gnawing at the mountain that he saw that night.

This peddler is a big demon!
She unconsciously moved away from him.

Shang Bingjiu smiled, with red threads faintly visible on his fingertips, and pulled her closer to him.

He leaned over to Xiao Baojing's ear from behind and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

The boy's breath in his ear was hot and ambiguous.

Seeing Xiao Baojing's pale face and silent, he smiled, his fox eyes were as beautiful and tender as spring water: "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Xiao Baojing said nothing. He clutched his handkerchief and looked down at his own shadow cast on the mountain road.

She used to like the peddler very much.

But the more she understood the truth, the more frightened she became.

She lowered her head and walked faster and faster with mixed feelings.

Shang Bingjiu stopped and stared at her back, a trace of gloom passed across her face with red lips and white teeth.

He suddenly rang the bell.

Xiao Baojing was forced to stop and asked angrily, "What do you want to do now?"

The young man pulled the red silk thread, forcing Xiao Baojing to walk back step by step, forcing her to put her little hand in his palm.

He grabbed her hand and asked with a half-smile: "You have seen the truth, you regret it, right? When we were north of the Demonic Wall, you hated me very much, you thought I was noisy and annoying! Now you are going to hate me again, right? You want to escape!"

Xiao Baojing pulled his hand back with all his strength: "I didn't mean to run away!"

Shang Bingjiu put his hands in his pockets, circled around her, and murmured to himself with a smile: "Maybe I should swallow you. If you stay in my stomach, you won't run away..."

There are abandoned and dilapidated villages all around.

Xiao Baojing stood alone on the mountain road, as if he had turned back into an orange tree. Under the tree squatted a monster that looked like a fox and a big dog, with its fluffy and soft tail hanging down.

No one knew what heart-wrenching and desperate thing the monster had gone through. It circled around her under the tree like a wild fox, making strange howls and wails non-stop for three days and three nights, which made her extremely annoyed. Even covering her ears was of no use.

She was almost dizzy from the alcohol.

She put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Stop spinning around!"

Shang Bingjiu's beautiful and charming face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.

He pulled the red thread, forcing Xiao Baojing to fall into his arms.

He touched Xiao Baojing's head, as if stroking a beloved puppet, and declared his ownership of her: "You are mine."

Xiao Baojing dodged his hand.

She bit her lip, turned around and walked to the front again.

She belongs to herself, not anyone else!

The most urgent task is to transform into a human form as soon as possible.

Perhaps only when she is no longer bound by these red threads can she make her own choice whether to stay with him or escape?
Xiao Baojing never wants to lose the right to choose.

Finally, we entered the city. The houses of the common people on the streets were not being repaired. However, the craftsmen were busy building temples and palaces under the supervision of the imperial guards, carrying large and small bags of building materials. One of the temples had already been built, on the site of the old Jile Temple.

The collapsed Taoist statue in the Jile Temple had long been pulled out and thrown casually at the foot of the wall along with the old and rotten incense table.

Xiao Baojing saw several young and beautiful maids carrying a new statue of the god, entering the temple amid the lively sound of gongs and drums, and placing the statue in a magnificent shrine.

As the temple priest lifted the yellow cloth covering the statue, the people bowed respectfully one after another.

"Please ask the Great Witch to bless Gu Song with good weather and a good harvest next year!"

"Please ask the great witch to bless my wife to give birth to a child safely!"

"Please ask the great witch to bless my grandson to be healthy and never get sick again!"

"..."

Various prayers were heard one after another.

In the temple, palace lanterns were hanging down and flags were fluttering. Although the people had a hard time after the dynasty split, they still devoutly offered the incense money they brought with them.

Xiao Baojing stared at the statue in confusion.

She couldn't help but pull Shang Bingjiu's sleeve and lowered her voice: "Is this great witch very powerful? It was him that the former emperor of Southern Tang worshipped at the Wanshou Terrace, and now Gu Zhenliang has also started to build a temple for him..."

Shang Bingjiu stared at the statue, and there was an emotion in the fox's eyes that Xiao Baojing could not understand.

After a while, he sneered: "Just a clown."

"Oh, right, I dreamed of a man who looked very much like him last night!" Xiao Baojing muttered in a low voice, "He was a stoker in the Wendao Academy of the previous dynasty. No one wanted to take him as a disciple, so he got angry and set fire to the academy, saying that studying was useless and clamoring to learn the art of immortality—"

Xiao Baojing was suddenly stunned.

She suddenly remembered what Miss Mountain Ghost had said on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival at Manshoutai:
——Don’t be fooled by this great wizard’s ordinary appearance. He is as old as Peng Zu. It is said that he has lived for hundreds of years. There is nothing in the world that he doesn’t know!

Xiao Baojing counted on his fingers.

Fortunately, after she came to this world, she actively came into contact with the books here. Almost four hundred years have passed since the burning of the Gu Songwen Dao Academy to the continuation of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Could it be that this great wizard who everyone bows down to is the fireman Wu Xiaoer from back then?
Wu Xiaoer, Wu Xiaoai...

Xiao Baojing's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Maybe, maybe after burning down the academy, Wu Xiaoer really found the secret of immortality!
He changed his name to one that sounded similar to his own. From then on, he washed away his disgraceful and miserable past and regarded himself as an all-knowing great wizard. He was admired and worshipped by emperors, generals, and peddlers...

Xiao Baojing frowned slightly: "Peddler, can mortals really live forever?"

After the words were spoken, no one answered.

She looked around but couldn't see the peddler, so she had to leave the temple.

But the peddler was seen standing at the foot of the wall with his hands in his pockets, looking down at the collapsed statue that had been carelessly thrown on the ground.

Xiao Baojing looked at the statue and then at the peddler.

A secret suspicion arises in my heart.

But she didn't dare to ask the peddler about his past again. She just secretly made up her mind that when she returned to Southern Tang, she would ask Lu Xueying what the Jile Temple case she mentioned last time was.

...

Xiao Baojing went into the palace to find Gu Zhenliang and explained to him Xiao Qian's intention to form an alliance.

She added, "Xiao Nanjia is not a pushover. If she annexed Southern Tang, she would annex your Gu Song in the second step. If you still want to sit in this position, I'm afraid you must form an alliance with the Emperor of Southern Tang. And you should have discovered that after Gu Song lost its dragon vein, the mountains, rivers and crops are withering and decaying. You must rely on Southern Tang to obtain the resources for survival."

After saying this, she noticed that the gray hair on Gu Zhenliang's temples had turned black and thick again.

It's only been a few days since I last saw him, but he seems ten years younger.

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