Twilight Ghost

Hua Chongming is simple, but not naive, he understands many things, so let's not talk about it.

Bai Ze ignored his vigilance, Da Lala sat down, swayed his legs, and said leisurely: "That's right, everything was arranged by me, I made you believe that you are chasing the deer, and I want you to believe that you Can cooperate with Zhang Shiqi to play a better play... Emperor Kuguo I, the ninth emperor, this is the order given to you by the emperor of heaven. It's just that I didn't expect that you would be reincarnated as a Tujin in this life, and you would have such a curious mind Dad. But since everything is so coincidental, and you know your identity, why don't you go against your fate?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, Chongming, you just have to believe that I love you, and everything I do is for your own good, just do what I say... I will give you a bright future." Said Bai Ze, going forward to hold him He pressed his hand tightly against his chest and listened to the powerful beating of the heart: "Zilu... Chongming, I love you...you don't know, there is no one in this world who loves you more than me."

Hua Chongming stopped talking, snowflakes all over the sky fell on his hair, shoulders, and trembling eyelashes, covering his heart layer after layer.

What you love is him after all, but me, I am not him.

The two of them stayed up all night that night, and Bai Ze lay in his arms, singing old ballads one after another, like a raving in a dream, whispering in his ears.

"You like to listen to this song the most..."Face to Face". Every time I sing, you praise me for my beautiful voice...Sunrise and sunset, sails and fishing boats, I am sitting on a swaying paper boat, watching you pass by my eyes ..."

One after another, you walked across the bridge of Naihe, I couldn't touch your hand, I couldn't even say a word to you, I only hoped that you would jump off the River of Forgetfulness for me, and keep a little bit of the love that accompanied me Memory, reincarnated in the next life.But I am also afraid that the endless fire of karma will torture you too deeply. In this way, you are experiencing joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world, but I can only watch your back from afar in endless loneliness.

Looking at each other, I wish you could look back, even if only for one glance, look at each other, lose each other, and forget each other again.

"Bai Ze? Are you crying?" Hua Chongming reached out to wipe the tears on his face, but found that there was no sadness in his eyes, which were neither sad nor happy, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, "You really love me so much?" he?"

"For 900 years, I even forgot my own name, but I still can't forget him, maybe because of love, maybe because of hate, maybe nothing."

Life and death are in agreement with each other, and they talk with Zicheng.Hold your hand and grow old with you.

I will never be able to touch the most ordinary happiness in this world. I will always be in the dark, in the corner forgotten by you, and silently wish you and another person to enjoy the grace of fate.

Bai Ze outside the play, and Hua Chongming in the play, one is willing to make up, the other is willing to act, the best of both worlds.

Just as promised to Zhang Shiqi, Hua Chongming went to reveal the imperial list, and followed the guards in the palace to meet the emperor in the name of committing crimes and making meritorious service.

The aged old emperor was lying on the dragon couch, coughing resounded throughout the palace, the imperial physicians were kneeling all over the floor, their faces livid with fright, seeing Hua Chongming approaching, hurriedly made way for him to take the emperor's pulse .

Physician Hua pretended to look, heard and asked everything, and casually made up a prescription, and handed it to a few maids waiting at the side: "You go and grab these medicines first, and fry them for the emperor. The emperor's disease is not incurable, but just needs a single medicine." Yin... within this palace, give the grassroots three days, and after three days, I promise to give the emperor a satisfactory explanation."

The several imperial physicians looked at each other in blank dismay. How could they not know that there is such a powerful medicine in the imperial palace?But since the genius doctor said so, in order to save their lives, they had no choice but to intercede in front of the emperor, asking the emperor for a few more days.

With these few days, it is easy to talk about those who should flee for their lives, and those who should transfer their wives and children.

But Hua Chongming couldn't escape, and he didn't have a wife or children to transfer. Now he lives in a place full of big insiders, and when he goes to the toilet, he is guarded by bodyguards. After two days in a row, he screamed and cursed anxiously. Zhang Shiqi didn't keep his word, he must have run away with the 1 taels of gold!

But when he was about to die, Hua Chongming was also relieved. Anyway, he was ready to die, and now it was just a process, so what are you afraid of!So on the third night, he slept very soundly, until someone slapped him awake.

"who?"

The masked man in black made a "shh" gesture, pointed to the skylight above his head, and signaled him to go out with himself.

"Where are the guards? Those guys are hard to deal with."

The man in black pulled out half of Mixiang from his arms, which meant that those watchdogs had already been brought down by him. Unexpectedly, Hua Chongming would make a mistake, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Come here! Someone is going to fascinate the genius doctor!"

The man in black was speechless, and clicked his acupuncture points decisively, regardless of his frightened expression, he stuffed him into the sack and rushed out.

I don't know how long it took before Hua Chongming's acupuncture point was unlocked, only to see that there were bright lights everywhere, not like it was at night, and the porcelain ornaments around were also very elegant, it was rare to see in a century treasure.Could it be that some martial arts lord was about to die and asked the guardian to recruit him to take over?

I don't know any martial arts lord, it really can step on any kind of shit luck.

Just as Hua Chongming was wandering, there was an extra person on the throne of the martial arts leader in front of him. Hua Chongming was pressed down and knelt on the ground. He was wearing a pair of soap-colored short boots inlaid with emeralds, and the hem of his bright yellow clothes was rolled with gold thread On the side, if you look carefully, there is a giant dragon embroidered on the luxurious satin!

Oh my god, this is not some bad organization that wants to rebel kidnapped me, right?

Suddenly, the martial arts leader spoke: "Is there anything you want to ask?"

"Leader, what time is it now? Am I dead or alive?"

The hem of the clothes swayed, and it was obvious that the leader was deeply angry, but he still suppressed his anger and replied: "Zi Shi San Mo, if you want to die, I will fulfill you now."

"Don't, don't! I haven't done anything bad. You have to have a reason to kill me."

"The medicine you prescribed to my father can really cure the disease?"

"After many years of development by Hua, Hua's specific medicine is ineffective and harmless." Wait, wait, what did he say?Father?Hua Chongming's heart suddenly became cold, and he lowered his head and kowtowed, one after another, it was really terrible: "Your Highness, the grass people didn't do it on purpose, the grass people were killed by others, and they didn't intend to offend the emperor... Zhang Shiqi, yes, all of them He did it! The grassroots really don’t know how to see a doctor!”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood up from his seat, retreated to the left and right, knelt down and supported Hua Chongming's forehead, and raised his face to face himself: "You don't recognize me anymore?"

"It's you?" Hua Chongming's first reaction was to punch his handsome face. Feeling puzzled, he punched him again, staring at those panda eyes and shouting: "Zhang Shiqi, bullying you Master! Where am I now, where is Bai Ze, where is Lin Chuchen, what the hell is your name, and what do you want me to do?"

For such a long list of questions, Comrade Bullying sorted it out, and answered in an orderly manner: "My name is Cheng Wang'an. As you can see, I am the prince, the future emperor, and you are now in Duanben Palace, my territory. Bai Ze is now settled in the palace by me, so you can rest assured. By the way, don’t blame Lin Chuchen for not telling you this. His father is still in my hands. If he doesn’t help me, he is not the only one who died. As for What do I want you to do, don't you know?"

Hua Chongming immediately begged with a bitter face: "His Royal Highness, I really don't understand what's going on with your father's illness. Even if I'm really chasing the competition, it's not Hua Tuo! What do I know? I don't know anything at all. Know!"

"Then tell me, is his illness still curable?"

"There is salvation, the emperor's blessings are equal to the sky, and the true dragon emperor will last forever!"

"I don't think it can be saved."

"Heh, heh heh heh, Your Highness, you really know how to joke..."

Cheng Wang'an ignored Hua Chongming's flattery, and repeated it to himself, almost saying word for word: "I think there is no hope."

Hua Chongming couldn't laugh anymore, he followed the prince's servants back to the residence in a daze, and after making sure that there was no one watching around, he took out a paper bag that Cheng Wang Ansai gave him just now from his sleeve.

Inside was a light red ball, and a few lines of words were written on the paper bag concisely, asking him to put away the pill, and then decoct it according to the nonsense prescription he made up, and grind some from the ball every time he served it to the emperor. Powder it, sprinkle it into the medicine soup and feed it to the old emperor.

Hua Chongming lit a candle, put the piece of paper wrapped in the pill on the flame and burned it to ashes, and then heaved a long sigh.

The tiger's poison does not eat the son, but the son's poison does not necessarily eat the father.