Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

"My little rascal, I've told you before, how could I bear to punish you?" Mrs. Du smiled like a flower, her eyes full of tenderness.

"So... what do you want?"

Cheng Feng sighed and said, "I think you know that I am just an ordinary guard. All my belongings add up to less than fifty taels. If you want, I can give it all to you."

"you……"

Mrs. Du's face froze. She obviously didn't expect Chengfeng to say such a thing. Her expression was a little complicated.

"Little fool, are you humiliating me? Why would I want your wealth? Your appearance is a surprise to me."

"I don't ask for your money or status. I just want you to think of me and come to see me more often."

He left with the wind, without looking back.

He didn't dare to stay or listen any further. He didn't want to have any entanglement with Mrs. Du.

Although she is also extremely beautiful, Chengfeng still has her own persistence.

That smile when she looked back had taken root and sprouted in his heart, and he needed to protect it.

Because that was his first love, and first love is the most beautiful thing in human beings and the most unforgettable thing.

Although, that was just his wishful thinking.

First love is often the most painful and tormenting.

Ever since she caused a big fuss in the military camp and saw Diao Chan last time, she seemed to have disappeared into thin air and has never appeared again.

After a period of time, many right and wrong things happened in the military camp.

Mrs. Du once secretly brought a beautiful woman to see her. She said that after the beast's original spirit was taken away, she would die of exhaustion within half a year.

The beautiful woman gave him a Ganoderma lucidum, saying it could save his life, prolong his life and strengthen his body.

What’s strange is that although Mrs. Du is about the same age as that woman, she calls her mother.

I wanted to ask the woman how the beast entered her body.

But the Taoist who had sent her the pills came, but the woman disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist looked Chengfeng up and down, shouted "Not good", and turned away in a hurry.

The news that Mrs. Du secretly told Chengfeng before leaving surprised Chengfeng even more.

"I have it, it's yours."

Mrs. Du's words made Chengfeng feel like he was struck by lightning, and he stood there in shock.

Unable to believe this was true, Chengfeng wanted to catch up and find out, but he couldn't.

This is a military camp, with many eyes and ears.

I am just a low-level soldier who cannot be any lower.

The other party is the general's wife and Wen Hou's lover.

Ever since the ferocious beast was taken away, Chengfeng has lost his temper. He has learned to be patient and to control himself.

But Chengfeng really wanted to find out who the child belonged to.

He found a time, asked the centurion for a long vacation, changed his clothes, and came to Qin's mansion.

Seeing Chengfeng, Mrs. Du was naturally very happy.

She liked the young man; he was not only young but also extraordinarily handsome.

This young man gave her an experience she had never had before.

With him, she felt like she was eighteen again.

And her enthusiasm was too much for Chengfeng to resist.

Of course, no man can resist the temptation of this beauty, not even Guan Yu.

After a period of entanglement, Chengfeng was about to ask about the child.

Suddenly, a maid came in to report that Marquis Wen and the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang Taoyuan were waiting in the living room.

The two of them hurriedly put on their clothes, and Mrs. Du got out of bed and went to the living room.

Lu Bu was sitting in the living room drinking tea with three burly men.

Mrs. Du bowed and said, "I greet Lord Wen!"

Lu Bu smiled and said, "Madam Du, please don't be polite! I will introduce myself to you."

As he spoke, he pointed to a middle-aged man who was seven feet and five inches tall, with ears hanging down to his shoulders and hands below his knees, and said, "This is Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan."

Then he pointed to a red-faced man who was nine feet tall, with a two-foot-long beard, phoenix eyes, and long eyebrows, and said, "This is Guan Yu, the loyal and brave Guan Yu, who is as righteous as the sky."

Finally, he pointed at a big man who was eight feet tall, had a leopard head, round eyes, a swallow chin and a tiger beard and said, "This is Zhang Fei, Zhang Yide from Yan!"

Mrs. Du greeted them one by one.

The three of them returned the greeting.

Seeing Du, Guan Yu's eyes widened and his face turned redder. A trickle of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, but it was hidden by his five long beards.

Lu Bu explained, "My three brothers and I came here because Madam cooks delicious dishes. We came here today to taste them. I hope Madam will not be stingy with her cooking skills."

Mrs. Du smiled and said, "Marquis Wen and his brothers from Taoyuan are here to honor your humble home. How dare I neglect them? I will go to the kitchen to greet them myself."

Having said that, Mrs. Du turned and left.

Back in the inner room, Mrs. Du told Chengfeng about the situation.

Chengfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

He no longer had the heart to ask about the child, so he put on some makeup and hurriedly left the Qin residence.

Not long after leaving the Qin residence, I heard someone calling me from behind.

"Mr. Song! Walk slowly!"

Chengfeng turned around and saw that it was Xiao Cui, Du's personal maid, who was getting off a carriage.

"Xiao Cui! What do you want to call me for?" Chengfeng asked in confusion.

"Madam sent me to ask where the young master is going?" Xiao Cui said.

Cheng Feng pondered for a moment and said, "It just so happens that I have requested a long vacation, and I want to go back to my hometown to visit my father."

Xiao Cui nodded, turned around, took out a heavy package from the car and handed it over.

"Sir! Madam knows you've taken a long vacation. She said that it's always good to have some money with you wherever you go."

"Silver?"

Chengfeng looked at the heavy package in Xiaocui's hand and shook his head, "No need, I don't need it."

Xiao Cui became anxious and tears seemed to be about to flow out of her eyes.

"If you don't accept it, Madam won't let me into the house. Please have mercy on me and accept it."

"This……"

Seeing Xiao Cui's embarrassed and pitiful look, Cheng Feng could only nod and said, "Okay! Go back and thank the Madam for me."

Chengfeng didn't want to delay here, fearing that he would be seen by Lu Bu, so he didn't refuse and reached out to take the package.

Xiao Cui responded happily and turned to leave.

Watching Xiao Cui leave, Chengfeng felt a lot of emotions and felt guilty for Mrs. Du's deep affection.

She didn't ask anything of herself, she just hoped to have time to visit her, that's all.

And I couldn't give her anything, I was just a lowly soldier.

I have no power and I am extremely poor. If we have to talk about feelings, I have another concern in my heart.

Chengfeng sighed, picked up his package, identified the direction, and headed towards his hometown.

That day, when we entered Yangdi, the weather was very hot and the sun in the sky was very scorching.

There was a dense bamboo forest in front, and Chengfeng walked to the edge of the bamboo forest and stopped.

I was thinking about going into the bamboo forest to rest for a while and wait until I was cool enough before continuing on my journey.

As soon as I entered the bamboo forest, I heard someone talking inside.

Looking around, I saw an open space in the bamboo forest, with a square stone table on it.

There is a stone bench on each of the four sides of the stone table.

There were two people sitting on the stone benches opposite, one was about thirty years old and the other was nearly sixty.

The younger one was about eight feet tall, with a handsome face, and wore a silk scarf on his head, a crane cloak, a feather fan and a silk scarf. He was handsome and elegant.

Although the old man was dressed in cloth, he had a slender figure and an extraordinary bearing.

The old man said, "The world is in chaos now, heroes are rising up, it's time to use people. Mr. Wolong has fled to the countryside, isn't it like burying gold and jade in the ground, and covering pearls in the dust? What a pity!"

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.

"Mr. Shuijing is well-versed in history and has extensive knowledge. Isn't he also hiding in the mulberry fields, picking mulberry leaves and working in the fields?"

"What's more, in today's world, evil people are abusing their power and the people are in chaos. How can we make our intentions clear?"

"Yes!"

The old man sighed, "Under the rule of the ancient Emperor Yao, the people were simple and honest, their hearts were kind, and their virtues were known from ancient times to the present. Nowadays, people's hearts are no longer the same as before, and evil prevails. We need you to come forward to turn the tide."

"Mr. Shuijing is deceiving me again. Don't you know the story of Shun banishing Yao to Pingyang?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the old man, seeming to disagree with what the old man said.

The old man frowned slightly. "According to the records in the Bamboo Annals, Emperor Yao was old and his virtue was declining, so Emperor Shun exiled him to Pingyang. Is this true?"

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and sighed slightly.

"Sometimes, power can make people lose their humanity. The so-called sage king is just a thousand-year-old scam woven by Confucianists to flatter and curry favor in order to secure their own status."

The old man stroked his long beard, pondered for a moment, and nodded continuously.

"Mr. Wolong, your analysis is reasonable and it seems to be so. But as a member of the Sima family, I can only believe in the records of Sima Qian against my will."

The middle-aged man laughed: "Mr. Shui Jing's words are reasonable and understandable."

The old man also laughed out loud.

When the two were talking happily, suddenly a thunder-like roar interrupted their laughter.