By decree and pro

"Usman! Why is it you?!" Basel jumped up, leaped over Usman and rushed into the prison, "What did you do to His Highness Denerman?"

Just when Basel thought he would see His Highness Denelman covered in blood, he found that there was no one in the prison.

"Knowing that you are coming, why would you put him here." Usman sneered, "Your people are almost captured by Feralas. It's time for you to fight to the death and come to save you old master."

"You...!" Basel's face became pale and weak.These days, his life is worse than death, because of Wu Sang's confession, his identity was traced, and he and those old ministries of His Highness Dan Erman were all bloody rounded up by the elite soldiers of the Wuwei camp.

The moment of singing and dancing in the Swan Palace and laughing and laughing is also the time when he and his companions were hunted down by the Wuwei camp until they had nowhere to escape.

On the river beach where the blood flowed like a river, the brothers blocked the arrows with their bodies in order to let him escape.Usman, the cold-blooded emperor, presided over the dust-cleaning banquet to welcome Prince Dayan on the one hand, but on the other hand he was killing his political opponents.

And right now, he didn't even leave him a chance.

"Even if His Royal Highness Dan Erman can't be saved, it's the same if I kill you!" Basel flew to save him.

"Roar!" Shuangfang rushed out from the corner of the darkness, biting Basel's right leg, blood splashed all over the place.

"Ahhh!" Basel's scream was like a wraith struggling in hell, shrill and ear-piercing.

Shuangfang shook his head violently, tore off Basel's thigh, and threw it to the ground. Basel screamed and fell backwards, falling into the prison.

But he still struggled to get up, thinking of dying with Usman.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuu!" A fine iron fence suddenly smashed down inside the stone door frame, blocking him inside.

Usman didn't even look at the lost dog, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"You wait! I will not let you go! Usman!" Basel yelled frantically, "Curse you in the name of His Royal Highness Denerman, you will die without a burial! You will definitely die Worse than me!!"

Basel yelled until he was exhausted, the fire was about to go out, he tried his best to support the wall, and wanted to see if there was another way out of the prison.

The prison is very simple, a stone bed and a dry well.

Could it be that His Highness Dan Erman has...

Basel carefully looked into the well with a fire pocket.There were neither corpses nor groundwater at the bottom of the well, but the walls and bottom of the well were very damp, indicating that it was full of water not long ago.

Does this well lead to the outside?Basel's leg was in severe pain, and the bleeding was unstoppable. He couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground, lingering on his breath.

The fire was suddenly extinguished.

All kinds of strange sounds suddenly sounded in the silent underground, as if countless innocent souls were whispering.Basel raised his head, thinking of his dead partner, and the kind-hearted Highness Denelman who smiled at him.

He never thought that he would fail like this. He endured humiliation and worked so hard, but in the end he lost so easily.Locked in the eerie dungeon by the enemy, I can neither see His Highness nor companions.

Basel was in extreme pain, and kept wailing, wailing... until the voice was swallowed by endless darkness, and there was no more sound.

Tower of priests, library.

Rows of rough antique wooden bookshelves are like giant ribs protecting the wisdom inheritance of the Priest Tower for thousands of years.

Omniscient, omniscient, and capable of divining the future, the Priest Tower is like a living god in Xiliang.

Usman feels that the world regards him as the successor of the goddess, but it is the priest tower who really controls the direction of the people.

Whether it is a "god" or a "demon" only needs a word from the priest tower, and his identity can undergo earth-shaking changes.

This is one of the reasons why Usman hates the Priest Tower. Their power is too powerful and too mysterious. They know everything but don't say anything. It is more difficult to pry open their "crow's mouth" than reaching the sky.

But right now, what Usman wants to pry is the rubbings of ancient stone tablets in their collection.

Division chapters, farming chapters, solar terms chapters and so on.

Usman was holding a book of priestly chapters, comparing the contents of the ancient scroll that Yan had copied to him.Most of the ancient characters are runes that look like pictures. Sometimes a character is composed of one or two or three pictures, so the comparison is very complicated.

"The sun... the mountain... facing..." Usman carefully wrote down the phrases he found, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the old tabletop through the old window deeply embedded in the stone wall.

Usman glanced out, and outside the library was one of the few open-air gardens in the Priest Tower.

But there are no flowers there, only some bald green turf growing in the quaint flower beds, it is very likely that they are weeds, but it is already a relatively rare green in the priest's tower.

"Why is it wilting?" Maybe the green is really rare, so seeing its lingering appearance, Usman couldn't help thinking, "What are these crow spirit warlocks busy with, they can't even take care of such a little green space?" .”

When Usman withdrew his gaze and wanted to continue searching for the ancient text, a lavender impatiens suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The flower is watery, and even the green leaves are like emerald carvings, exuding a fairy air, Usman stared at the flowers floating above the rubbings, and reached out to pick them...

The hands have become smaller, not only the hands, but Usman's body has also become smaller, about six years old.

He grabbed the Impatiens flower that he got so hard to get, and ran in small steps towards the Prophet's Palace where his mother lived.

There are no flowers in the priest's tower, only white domes, gray stone walls and black floors, like an old man who doesn't like that delicate color.

I don't know that this impatiens flower was a seed blown by that wind, and it fell outside the tower where Usman lived.Then it took root in the crevice of the stone by the window.After Usman found out, he went to see it every day, watered it, and when the flowers grew, he took the risk of falling off the tower, carefully picked them off, and didn't dare to pinch them too hard, and ran to find his mother with his fingers gently pressed together.

His mother was sitting by the gorgeous fountain, he saw it, and was about to run over with a smile, when he suddenly heard the voice of the emperor's brother: "Mother..."

Usman stopped abruptly and hid behind the fountain.

"Mother, even if I beg you, send my brother away." Denleman curled up and lay on his mother's lap, full of grievances, "He is terrible! Send him away or simply - kill him ! I beg you!"

Usman couldn't see the expression on his mother's face, the splash of water obstructed his sight, but he could see his mother's hand, the hand wearing the silver crow bracelet, lovingly touching the emperor's brother's hand over and over again. head.

The mother did not respond to the emperor's brother, and the corners of Usman's tense mouth relaxed slightly.

"Denleman," my mother sighed softly at this moment, "someday...it will happen."

The voice was very soft, like a whisper from a mother to her son, but it was also very heavy, hitting Usman's young heart straight, smashing his full expectations to pieces.

He thought that as long as he showed his mother, the mother would understand his intentions.

The impatiens flower fell to the ground, and when he turned to leave, he accidentally stepped on his foot, and the fragile petals immediately turned into a puddle of limp petals, which could no longer be picked up...

Usman squinted his eyes, and his half-stretched hand seemed to be holding a flower, but there was nothing in his hand, he was just caught in a past memory.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

"Ouch!" Feralas wailed, rubbing his knees and crawling out from between the dark bookshelves in embarrassment.

It was completely dark, and before all the lights in the library could be turned on, Feralas walked in carefully touching the bookshelf, but still stumbled over the pile of books under his feet.

"Are you so excited to see this king?" Usman said blankly, "Get up."

"Your Majesty, look at what you said, it's too dark here! Only you can see things clearly in such a dark place." Feralas smiled apologetically, "The banquet has already begun, and His Royal Highness has also arrived. Your servant knows that you are reading a book It’s why I haven’t shown up until now because I’m fascinated.”

"Let's go." Usman tidied up the books on the table, "You can't keep Yan Yan waiting."

"It's not too long to wait. His Royal Highness and Princess Mingyue are chatting happily." Feralas said with a smile, "If you say that the prince and princess look like a husband and wife, they..."

A silver light flashed in Usman's eyes, and he could only hear the loud bang of the bookshelves around him, as if struck by lightning, they all collapsed, and the dust of thousands of years raised covered the two of them.

"Ahem, cough, this..." Feralas raised his ashen-faced head and asked tremblingly, "Is it because of the fall I just had?"

"You are finished." Usman calmly patted the dust off his hair, "You ruined the library of the crows, they will not let you go lightly, they will definitely curse you severely and make you a bachelor for the rest of your life. "

"Your Majesty, you can't just ignore death!" Feralas hurriedly said, "You can do whatever you want me to do, as long as I can escape this disaster."

"Okay." Usman nodded, "You say it here a hundred times..."

"sorry?"

"Who wants you to say I'm sorry." Usman squinted at him and said, "Just say, 'Your Majesty and the Prince look like a husband and wife.' A hundred times. After finishing speaking, this king will personally intercede with Priest Tower for you. "

"Your Majesty, why do you even want to eat this kind of vinegar? Would you be too small...Hey! Don't leave! Your servant says yes! You can say it a thousand times."

"Then a thousand times, and clean up here by the way." Usman waved his hand back, and walked away neatly.

"Oh, my mouth!" Feralas wanted to twitch his mouth, and he had to clean this old library after a hundred times turned into a thousand times!

Feralas looked at the mess in the room and couldn't help scratching his head: "Is my fall so powerful?"

Even the bookshelf against the wall is crumbling.

"Your Majesty and the Prince are very husband and wife..." Feralas is not afraid to repeat it a thousand times, but if he reads it ten thousand times, His Royal Highness will despise the King.