[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

When old friends meet, even if it is just to exchange pleasantries, it is always difficult to calm down.

Jianzi bowed slightly to Long Su resolutely, with a humble voice, "My friend, are you all right?"

"Naturally," Long Su also bowed back, with an impeccable demeanor, "My friend is fine, so Long Su is naturally fine."

After all, there was a turning point in the elegant tone, revealing an irresistible sharp edge.

Jianzi sighed softly, closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "I was accidentally plotted by Bianyi Tianxie before, and it was Jianzi's fault that it affected my friends."

In the final analysis, the two souls locked by the Star Suo Jue are like grasshoppers on a rope, fully implementing the four words "we should share the same difficulties".Jianzi's original intention of using the Star Locking Art was to prevent Long Su from continuing to stir up trouble and force him to withdraw from the troubled waters of the battle between evil soldiers and guards. Unexpectedly, the "homomorphic damage" was confirmed very quickly.

He admitted so readily, Long Su was taken aback, unfolded the folding fan and shook, "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

Because of this accident, the skill that was sealed away by Jian Zi has recovered, and now the Suo Xing Jue is nothing to him.

Long Su pointed at the folding fan, "It's even deeper and heavy, my friend is hiding in the woods just to rob meat tickets?"

The folding fan pointed to Beichen Yuanhuang who was unconscious under the big tree over there.

It is too embarrassing for the dignified emperor of Beiyu, the king of a country, to fall into such a state of being a man of war.

Jianzi nodded and said: "Exactly, Deng Jiuwu and others' wolfish ambitions are clearly revealed. Now that I have met them, naturally I can't just sit idly by."

"Oh, what a righteous swordsman." Long Su waved his folding fan exaggeratedly, "It's a pity that your sesame bun almost turned into a meat bun."

Jianzi waved his hand, "My friend's words are wrong. Jianzi went out today because he read the almanac. He said that today is a good time to go out. If everything goes well, there must be noble people to help you. Sure enough, you will not deceive me."

What a tall hat... Long Su snorted softly, and deliberately said: "What a noble man is there, hurry up and bring him back to Beiyu, ask for a reward of ten thousand taels of gold, enough for a poor and stingy Jianzi to become rich overnight .”

"Ha, my friend was wrong again, the most indispensable thing in the Central Plains... is gold." Jianzi pointed.

"Excellent, excellent," Long Su pretended not to understand, "It's a pity that Long Su has already retired to the mountains to pick chrysanthemums, so he won't bother his friends to make a fortune."

"Long Su friends, friends are worth a thousand gold."

"Long Su has long been indifferent to fame and wealth, treating money like dung."

"Hey, Long Su, do you mean that friends are like dung? You just said that picking chrysanthemums is under the eastern fence, and planting chrysanthemums is accompanied by dung every day."

"Sword Immortal Track!" Long Su gritted his teeth, squeezed a sneer from between his teeth, "I haven't seen you for many years, your thick skin is even better than before, it's really impressive."

"Ha, it's probably because of the hardships in the rivers and lakes. It really makes people grow old when they enter the rivers and lakes." Jianzi laughed.

"Ru," Long Su was too lazy to go down with him any more, "the sword son's celestial trace is unparalleled in the world, it's not that the three-foot autumn water is clean, it must be the three-inch tongue that can't be chewed."

After pretending to flatter each other a few words, they finally remembered Yuanhuang who was still asleep.As soon as Jianzi untied Yuanhuang's sealed acupoint, he opened his eyes, stood up and bowed to Jianzi and Longsu, "Thank you two seniors for your righteous rescue, otherwise I would fall into Deng Jiuwu's hands, and the consequences would be disastrous."

Jianzi turned sideways to avoid Yuanhuang's gift, and gave a virtual support, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be like this. The Central Plains and Beiyu are closely related, and they should be considered as the same enemy." After speaking, he asked about the situation of the incident.

Yuanhuang was full of gratitude, and spoke in detail for him.It turned out that after Beiyu moved the capital, the dragon's veins were unstable, and the emperor needed to go to appease the dragon's veins regularly.At the previous ceremony, the bone flute first caused confusion with the sound of the flute, and Lord Lan Yi Zhangmao took the opportunity to kidnap Yuanhuang.It's just a mistake, Jianzi happened to come to the northwest, bumped into Lanyi by accident, and saved Yuanhuang.

"It seems that Deng Jiuwu is going to attack Beiyu..." Jianzi frowned after hearing this, with a serious expression on his face. He looked at Yuanhuang and was about to say something, but kept watching the silent Long Su suddenly said, "You should tell Su Zhenzhen as soon as possible."

Long Su glanced at Yuanhuang, then continued calmly, "Don't worry, I will send him back to Beiyu Imperial City for you."

Jianzi hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yuanhuang.Yuanhuang understood, nodded and said: "Then the leader of labor will be the leader."

Jianzi slightly nodded at Long Su, "Then I will ask my friend."

"Don't think about it too much, it's just a handy job, I don't care about other troubles." Long Su said lazily, shaking his fan.

Jianzi just smiled, didn't take it seriously, flicked the whisk, and disappeared.

In the night, the silver light flashes like a shooting star, and Jianzi rides the clouds against the wind, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.

If you don't want to, then you don't want to, it's good to be a house dragon in an An'an manner.

As he thought so, starlight shone in his eyes.

The white clothes floated into the night, Long Su withdrew his gaze, and looked at Yuanhuang leisurely, "I have already drawn the sword, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Yuanhuang bowed respectfully, and calmly said: "Since the civil strife in Beiyu, although there are many soldiers, there are few generals, there are few loyal and brave generals outside, and few virtuous ministers inside, the people's livelihood is declining, Yuanhuang is deeply saddened by it. I have heard for a long time that Longshou is smart and knowledgeable, but unfortunately because of the bloodthirsty clan, he is rejected by Confucianism. I wonder if Longshou is willing to come to Beiyu? If Longshou is willing to submit, I will treat him as a master."

The dragon head unfolded the folding fan, and the shadow of the fan hid his face in the darkness. He said with great interest, "What a wise master who is thirsty for talents, but I heard that you have spent a lot of time to get the leather drummer in the vast virgin forest Please go back to the imperial city."

"Longshou should have heard the allusion of 'thousands of gold buy bones', let alone talented people, naturally the more the better."

"Oh, it turns out that Your Majesty regards me as a thousand-mile horse," Long Su said indifferently, "I'm afraid I will disappoint Your Majesty..." When the folding fan was closed, the gold-plated eyes at the bottom of the fan were exposed, shining awe-inspiringly.

"I've never been used to submitting to others."

Yuanhuang showed a look of disappointment, and only said in his mouth: "Then... Yuanhuang is not reluctant."

Long Su said coldly, "Your Majesty has made me suffer a lot, isn't it too late to pretend now?"

Yuanhuang was stunned, "Here, what did Longshou say?"

Long Su smiled coldly, and there seemed to be endless treachery in that smile, "Don't your majesty know that Confucianism is now under Beiyu's control?"

"How is this possible! Isn't the Confucianism sect currently in charge of the affairs of the Confucian sect temporarily?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know? The young envoy ordered Bai Zhou to obey the orders of the Third Prince, and I also believe that he was sent by His Majesty."

Yuanhuang was taken aback, and said: "There must be a misunderstanding, and I don't know about it." His face was full of shock and suspicion, but his eyes shone slightly, as if he had comprehended it.

Long Su didn't miss the subtle glint in Yuanhuang's eyes, and his face softened slightly, "In other words, the Confucianism is now under the control of the Third Prince, and the Confucianism is full of talents, so your majesty might as well find the Third Prince to come forward. I believe that Beiyu will soon have a large number of good officials and generals."

Yuanhuang was silent for a moment, Long Su said meaningfully: "Your Majesty, you should go back as soon as possible, you are taken away, the court must be in chaos, and someone is urgently needed to stabilize the situation." After speaking, he made a gesture of please.

——In such troubled times, insisting on Yuanhuang to appease Longmai was also supported by the third prince, Bei Chenyin; the only one who could stabilize the court after Yuanhuang was taken away was Bei Chenyin, who was under one person and above ten thousand.

Yuanhuang suddenly smiled, it was not the gentle and amiable smile he usually had on people, his brows were gloomy, and his eyes were full of prey—this was the true face of the Lord of Beiyu.

"As the saying goes: You can't leave your relatives," Yuanhuang sarcastically said, "The dragon's head expressly implied that it was nothing more than pointing out that the side-by-side king had a heart of disobedience to me--the dragon head wanted to use my hand to deal with the side-by-side king, why not go with me?" Let’s go back to Beiyu together, and fight with Beichenyin in person as Taifu’s honor and authority.”

"Since I have entered Beiyu, I have become a pawn. I have no intention of making a wedding dress for Your Majesty." Hearing Yuanhuang's sarcasm, Long Su was not surprised. , Whether it is the expansion of the army's power, or encouraging His Majesty to take risks, it is all true - it all depends on what His Majesty thinks."

"Shoulder with him, he is my blood relative after all..."

"Your Majesty," Long Su interrupted him, with a look of sarcasm in his eyes, "the way of an emperor is the way of isolation, how can there be a 'king side by side'. Monarchs, fathers and sons, no matter what kind of relationship, it is impossible' side by side'."

Long Su looked at Yuanhuang with a half-smile, "...Moreover, how many blood relatives did His Majesty personally kill?"

Yuanhuang was shocked, his face turned cold, he suddenly laughed, and said: "Shulou Longsu, it's a trick to kill people with a knife and sow discord."

"No, I'm an upright planner, whether you go or not is up to you," Long Su said with a smile, and he suddenly approached Yuanhuang, speaking with secret temptation, "Anyway, you have already thought about that day, haven't you— —The supreme and unfettered real Beiyu Imperial City No.1.”

Yuanhuang's face was expressionless, and black waves surged in his eyes.

With the folding fan half covered, Long Su hid the satisfaction in his eyes.

The seed of kinkilling in Beichen Yuanhuang's heart, after being urged by him, as long as there is enough time, it will eventually bear fruit one day.

The land of the Northwest.

In the early morning, the valley is deep, with lush vegetation and gurgling water, making it extremely quiet.

Mu Xianfeng carried a bamboo basket and went to the stream to rest.She wiped the sweat off her forehead, took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, and was about to wet it to wash her face.But the creek rocks were covered with moss, she was careless for a moment, slipped on her feet, and turned forward with her basket.

Seeing that she was about to fall into the water, Xianfeng was about to use the technique of lightening her body, suddenly a blur appeared in front of her eyes, and a yellow cloud floated over. Someone took her into the air and landed on a flat boulder nearby.

Xianfeng raised his head, and saw a young man in yellow robes, handsome and unrestrained, with a medicine basket on his back, and a pipe in one hand, smiling kindly at Xianfeng: "Huhu, beauty, are you okay? "

"..." Xianfeng silently lowered her head, backed away calmly and opened the distance, bent her knees and bowed, "Thank you, this chivalrous man, for saving me."

However, after chatting for a few words, she soon discovered that although this person spoke frivolously when they met, he was actually quite respectful and respectful towards the girl's family.After the fairy phoenix was gone, she found that there were many rare medicines in the medicine basket behind him. She seemed to have seen a familiar rare medicine. Shocked, she pretended to be curious and asked, "What is this?" A chivalrous man, look at your backpack, are you still a master of medicine?"

The man laughed, "What is your name a chivalrous man? Call me a pharmacist. You are right, little girl, if you have any headaches, how about writing a post for you, so that the medicine will cure you."

"Thank you for your kindness," Xianfeng shook her head, she pointed to something in the pharmacist's back basket and asked, "Dare to ask, is this the so-called devil's fruit?"

"Oh?" Mu Shaoai raised his eyebrows with surprise in his eyes, "The land in the northwest is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I didn't expect a little girl in the mountain village to know this thing—yes, this is Su Guo."

Xianfeng looked slightly embarrassed, "You think highly of me, it's just a coincidence. Since you are good at medicine and can make use of this thing, you must have a good understanding of the medicinal properties of trace fruit?"

Mu Shaoai heard that she had something to ask, so he nodded and said, "That's right."

Xianfeng showed a look of hesitation, hesitated for a long time, but still made up his mind, and said: "To be honest, I have an elder who ate this fruit by mistake in his early years, and his temperament changed drastically. He insisted on going to the Central Plains. Unfortunately, he was injured by a bloodthirsty person and turned into... After returning, I don't know if it is God's mercy, I found that he seems to have gradually recovered his temperament, but I am still worried..."

What she said was half-truth and half-false, and when they were connected together, they justified themselves.

"It turned out to be like this...so that's how it is," Mu Shaoai pondered for a moment, then smiled, "Don't worry, I want to congratulate you."

Facing Xianfeng's blank expression, Mu Shaoai explained: "The harm of Suoguo is that it can eliminate people's emotions, and it is said that the bloodthirsty people have the 'heart of love and hatred', which means that the emotions are extremely strong and make people extreme. This Under the balance of the two evils, the negative happens to be positive, so it is no wonder that people in the world say that "the blessings depend on the misfortunes", it is really good luck."

Xianfeng's eyes lit up, and her face suddenly brightened, "That's really great!" She saluted Mu Shaoai again, her tone as cheerful as an oriole, "Thank you, this basket I picked the fresh mushrooms early in the morning, and I will give them to you."

Saying that, without waiting for Mu Shaoai to refuse, he stuffed the bamboo basket into his arms, jumped off the boulder, and ran home quickly.

Shaoai left behind to touch his nose, looked at the basket full of mushrooms, and murmured, "I don't know if Ah Jiu will eat mushrooms..."