When Emperor Lao Qian was in power, Song Chengyue was really afraid of death, and also afraid that he would not be able to rest in peace after death.
There was really nothing to fear now. He even felt that death might be the best ending for him.
Because he can predict how all the things he cares about will develop after his death.
He is now kneeling on the ground, feeling peaceful inside.
The new Emperor Qian looked at Song Chengyue, who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing, and a strange curve slowly appeared in the corner of his mouth.
He was really surprised.
Song Chengyue was actually willing to die at his neck.
The new Emperor Qian started to laugh, but his face was filled with a weird and exaggerated smile, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
Song Chengyue was the commander of the Jinyi Guards, and he was recognized as the greatest traitor in the Daqian Dynasty. If he were to be killed, the entire Divine Dynasty would applaud him from top to bottom.
In the past, I only thought that Song Chengyue knew how to be measured and could handle things.
In fact, people who can achieve this position basically master this skill to some extent, but the level of mastery is different.
Song Chengyue took the opportunity to make money. Many times he did not enforce the law impartially and practiced favoritism. In fact, he just did not investigate and could guess something without evidence.
Now facing a life and death crisis, it was suddenly discovered that Song Chengyue was actually the most foolish and loyal minister of the Daqian Dynasty.
Think again about the important ministers in the dynasty. Some are full of righteousness and righteousness, while others are submissive and obedient.
Although there are differences, without exception, they all advertise that they are dedicated to His Majesty and dedicated to the cause.
If they were really allowed to beg for mercy, and if they were really allowed to die, how many people would be as calm and willing as Song Chengyue.
The new Emperor Qian couldn't hold it in any longer, he laughed out loud, threw his head back and laughed.
Since he took the throne, he has never been as happy as he is now.
Do you know about his father?
Knowing that the man who was most loyal to the princes, the emperor, and Da Qian in the entire dynasty was actually a traitor known to everyone, the biggest eagle dog of the divine dynasty, and would be killed at any time as a lackey to quell internal conflicts.
The new Emperor Qian laughed wildly, his laughing expression distorted and out of control, but Song Chengyue still knelt on the ground, touching his head to the ground, motionless, his heart was calm and unruffled.
The new Emperor Qian didn't know what Yu Ziqing wanted Song Chengyue to do, but considering that Song Chengyue's relationship with Jin Lanshan had not been bad all along, it made no sense that he wanted to kill Song Chengyue.
But for the specific purpose, he didn't have much curiosity. Even if it was to explore the information Song Chengyue knew, he didn't think it mattered.
With Song Chengyue's behavior, he probably wouldn't sell anything.
Instead, the new Emperor Qian wanted to see Song Chengyue really betray, and pointed the blade at Da Gan with his backhand, which would be very interesting.
It would be best if everyone knew by then that Song Chengyue was a truly loyal minister, the foolish and loyal kind.
"Song Qing, I have a task for you.
But after taking this mission, you will never be able to return to your current position.
You go find Qing Ziyu in Jinlan Mountain and follow his arrangements."
Song Chengyue raised his head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. What did he hear just now?
He always felt that he heard something wrong.
However, he kowtowed again with a calm expression.
"My lord, take your orders."
"You can make arrangements yourself. When will you go there? Don't make a big fuss.
After today, you will no longer be the commander of the Imperial Guard.
What else do you want?"
"minister……"
Song Chengyue's mind was still buzzing. Looking at the expression of the new Emperor Qian, he felt an inexplicable sense of fear, as if a huge shadow covered everything in sight. He was staring at him as a plaything with a playful smile. .
He asked what the specific content of the mission was, which was probably not a good idea.
Why you let him do it, you definitely can't ask.
I'm afraid it wouldn't be good to say that I don't want anything at all.
It will definitely not work if you ask for too much.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Chengyue said.
"I don't have much, so I'll just bring one or two familiar things with me to keep in mind."
"It's up to you, just go and listen to him."
Song Chengyue felt dizzy and left the palace city in a daze.
He didn't understand why it suddenly developed like this.
Back at the Jinyiwei Yamen, he sat there in a daze. If he died directly, he could accept it, but now that he was not dead, he was a little confused.
When Song Chengyue came back, the table monster appeared, opened its mouth and began to swallow the spiritual energy.
After he devoured it for a long time, Song Chengyue was still sitting there in a daze, and the table monster asked casually.
"Why don't you feel right today?"
Song Chengyue came back to his senses and took a breath.
"Your Majesty asked me to step down from the position of commander, but there was no clear edict.
Let me leave Daqian, but there is no specific task content.
I don't understand, if you want me to die, why do you do this?
This is to allow me to fake my own death and escape. Before that, I must arrange everything I can to avoid any setbacks."
When the table monster heard this, he was shocked.
After thinking about it, I was shocked and frightened.
It must have been the big boss who did it!
Oh my god, so fast?
Is that old man so wild?
Is this the way to take it and Song Chengyue away? Directly give the order to the emperor of Daqian?
How did he do it? How did he let this ghost emperor give such an order?
After being frightened, the table monster began to rejoice.
This was better than the best outcome it could have imagined, a path it had never imagined.
"Are you going to take me away?"
"I originally thought I would die in the palace. After I die, someone will send you out.
But, I don’t understand why this is happening?”
"Don't think so much. Since it is an order given to you by His Majesty, just follow it."
"I haven't finished arranging things yet, the follow-up..."
"What? Do you still want to influence who will succeed the commander?"
"..." Song Chengyue was speechless. The table monster was right, he had better not care about anything.
"Don't think so much. Since you want to fake your death, you have to do it suddenly.
You have arranged everything, and no fool can see that you are arranging funeral arrangements.
Just today, don't hesitate.
Let me show you which route is safer.
Well, it would be more appropriate to go south of the city today..."
The table monster has already started planning a route for Song Chengyue.
It was not prepared to tell Song Chengyue that you could escape only because it risked its life to beg for help.
You can't tell Song Chengyue about this kind of thing.
Anyway, hurry up and leave Daqian now.
Song Chengyue came up with an alternative plan to fake death.
After making preparations, he took nothing of the belongings left here.
He only took away the table monster and the badge of a low-level Jinyiwei spy.
This waist card was the first one he got after entering Jinyiwei, and it represented that he was on the road of no return.
After nightfall, the Jinyiwei Yamen was quiet.
In the bedroom where Song Chengyue rested, there was only a corpse that looked exactly like Song Chengyue, lying there quietly.
There is a black-purple rune between the eyebrows of the corpse, exuding a faint breath of curse.
This was something Song Chengyue prepared a long time ago. At that time, his children were discovered, and Song Chengyue was forced to panic, so he prepared a plan to fake his death.
It’s just that I didn’t use it anymore.
That corpse did indeed come from Song Chengyue.
That was a physical body that Song Chengyue raised bit by bit with his own flesh, blood and parts. Even if it was checked by blood, there would be no problem.
It's just that the corpse has no soul and no strength, and its internal organs are just a puddle of mud. On the surface, there is nothing wrong with it.
If a specific curse is applied to extinguish its weak vitality, it will be difficult to tell that the body is fake.
Even his soul lamp has long been bound to this corpse.
After the vitality of the flesh and blood was wiped out by the power of the curse, after a dozen breaths, the noise came from behind the Jinyiwei Yamen.
"The commander made your soul lamp go out!"
The entire area covered by the Yamen seemed to wake up in an instant, and there was a flurry of excitement.
Streams of light flashed past, and some of the top brass of Jinyiwei went to Song Chengyue's bedroom, and some went to inspect the soul lamp in person.
When the shouting failed, someone opened the door to Song Chengyue's bedroom, and suddenly, a strong curse began to spread out.
Someone rushed into the room with the breath of the curse, and saw Song Chengyue lying there, with a bright curse mark between his eyebrows, and his body had begun to dissolve.
There were people with red eyes, regardless of care or fear of being contaminated by the curse, they rushed forward desperately and used various methods to save Song Chengyue's body.
After two hours of work, the body was still slowly dissolving in full view of the public. In the end, only a hand bone was left.
That night, Jin Yiwei began to appear all over the streets.
Song Chengyue was killed or cursed to death, and his body was not found. Most of the imperial guards in the capital could not accept this.
Suddenly, there was chaos.
The next day, Jin Yiwei had a conflict with a certain courtier who was talking about his death. On that day, the scandal about this courtier appeared inexplicably and was exposed on a certain frequency band of Yugui. come out.
Unfortunately, the vast majority of the audience did not know about the conflict between the courtier and the Jin Yiwei, and had no conspiracy theories.
On the third day, the new emperor got into a rare rage at the court meeting.
The commander of the Jin Yiwei was cursed to death. He was also a court official, but he dared to say in public that the murderer had done a good job. Moreover, this court official had done many more evil things than the Jin Yiwei.
The new emperor started killing, and everyone else also shut up, scolding the idiot behind his back.
The new emperor, a kind and kind person, was so angry that he really deserved to die.
No matter how bad Song Chengyue was, he was still an important minister in the court. He was cursed to death in the capital. In any case, he had crossed the line.
It's just that chasing the murderer is a bit difficult, and Jin Yiwei doesn't have a clue.
Because as the commander of the Jin Yiwei, there are quite a few people who have made enemies...
There was a lot of commotion in Daqian. On the other side, Song Chengyue had gone south first, to the southern border of Daqian, and then all the way west, from the northwest of Qian.
He followed the border from south to north and saw with his own eyes the situation on the Qianxi border.
Many villages have been abandoned, with not a single living person left. Instead, a large number of low-strength casual cultivators and evil cultivators have gathered and are scattered along the borders.
I also saw a village, so I moved the whole village and moved to Dadui.
In many places, hundreds of miles apart, it's like two worlds.
The Datui side is prosperous and full of vitality, but the Dagan side is full of evil spirits and dwindling population.
Even if we walk hundreds of miles from the border to the hinterland of Daqian, we won't be much better.
For the first time, he had so much time and could spare the energy to look at the world bit by bit. Song Chengyue felt a little confused.
He found that there seemed to be many hidden problems in Daqian. It was just that the prosperity of the capital would confuse people's eyes and they would not be able to see the remote areas outside the capital.
And this route was also planned by the table monster.
It was planned very well, and there were almost no people and no resistance along the way.
When Song Chengyue left the Daqian territory and headed north into the wilderness, he saw Yu Ziqing sitting in a pavilion making tea on the mountainside of a mountain in the distance.
He found that Yu Ziqing seemed to particularly like the flat ground or the mountainside, rather than the top of the mountain.
Song Chengyue had a lot of questions, and he didn't understand why all of this was happening.
"Drink some tea and take a rest. This is Dadui's meditation tea, which is very good."
After three rounds of tea, Song Chengyue slowly calmed down.
He took out the table monster and placed it on the floor.
"Although it is a demon, it has known me for many years and is not good at fighting.
I want to find a place for it.
Now in my situation, I have no other choice.
Therefore, I take the liberty of asking you to take it in."
A face appeared on the table. The table monster looked at Song Chengyue and hesitated to speak.
Yu Ziqing glanced at the table monster and smiled.
"Okay, mine is big and won't be able to accommodate a monster."
Song Chengyue breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to ask what the situation was, but he didn't know how to ask.
Yu Ziqing was the first to speak.
"It was me who did this, and it was me who asked you to come here.
I have thought before that one day, I must let you stand in front of Shitou and the others.
Shitou is a little abnormal, and Sisi is a little timid. In fact, they are all due to lack of knowledge when they were young.
I don’t want them to know everything one day when you are already dead..."
Song Chengyue was speechless, and his mood swings were somewhat difficult to suppress.
Just when he was a little moved, he heard Yu Ziqing continue.
"Look at the reason you want, I can find one for you right now.
Do you need any other reason?
I have several more reasons, I can explain them slowly."
Song Chengyue smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Forget it, I won't ask anymore."
"You didn't ask, but I didn't tell you."
"Yes, I won't ask anymore."
The table monster was quiet next to it, like a quail. Before it came out, it didn't care so much. But when it came out, it was a little afraid that Song Chengyue knew that it was instigating it behind his back.
Yu Ziqing didn't say anything, so it secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"what do you want to do?"
"There are so many things I want you to do, and I'm afraid you'll be busy for the rest of your life.
But now, I have another thing I need you to do."
"Just tell me, I won't refuse anything I can do."
"Go to Jinlan Mountain. There is a little girl there who needs someone to take care of her. I am reluctant to marry her off.
She is thoughtful but doesn't want to say more. I hope you can enlighten her.
There is also a little brat who needs a good beating. I am busy recently and have no time.
Oh, there is also a bitch. If he returns to Jinlan Mountain, he will still owe thirty-eight beatings, and you will help him do it.
As for the rest, you’ll know once you go there.”
Yu Ziqing smiled and muttered a lot happily.
Song Chengyue's lips were trembling a little and he was speechless for a long time.
"Don't say you don't want to do it. Now that I'm here, I can't help you. Go to work quickly.
After finishing these tasks, I need you to go to Dadui to do another big task.
Don’t even think about taking any time off.”
Song Chengyue didn't speak, but his eyes were already red. An uncontrollable complex emotion came to his heart, and he was inexplicably sad.
Yu Ziqing stood up and patted Song Chengyue on the shoulder.
"Old Song, you have sold it to me for the rest of your life, so hurry up and go."
Song Chengyue nodded heavily, stood up and left. After flying far away, he couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes.
The table monster watched Song Chengyue go further and sighed secretly in his heart.
If the difference between the emperor and the Emperor wasn't so stark, he might not be willing to run away.
It doesn't know whether Yu Ziqing's move is an invitation to buy people's hearts or sincerity. At least it is quite willing to believe that Yu Ziqing is sincere.
Coming here to greet Song Chengyue in person is already a great show of sincerity.
"When Lao Song was here, I didn't say anything.
Now I want to say that the emperor of Daqian does not deserve Lao Song.
What do you think?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty said it a bit euphemistically. He is the emperor of Daqian and is not worthy of Daqian."
"I recruited him here because I really wanted him to take over. But when I saw him, I thought, let's wait. Don't be so anxious about everything. Let him rest first. I'm afraid he hasn't rested for a long time. .”
"He would never use the bedroom in Jinyiwei once in a hundred years, so this time, he died in the bedroom."
"The idea you gave?"
"No, I will definitely not let him do this. It was his own idea. He was nostalgic and was afraid that after his death, his subordinates would avenge him at all costs, so he deliberately left a loophole. His close subordinates will understand of."
"So, why do you think he got to sit in that position?"
"I'm just a monster, I don't understand either." The table monster knows a lot, but it still doesn't understand what it doesn't understand because it can't be understood.
"Tell me, what is the Great Qian Dynasty Law?"
"Can I say it here?"
"A secret room array has been set up here. There is no need to arrange additional secret rooms. Don't worry, it will be fine."
"This is a long story, and let me explain first that what I know may not be correct."
"Speak slowly."
"As far as I know, before ancient times, before the establishment of the divine dynasty, the divine dynasty's law appeared first, and then the divine dynasty came into being.
There was a fairy grass at that time, the name of which I don't know, there is no record, or it has been erased by others.
The establishment of this world is directly related to that fairy grass.
At the beginning of the creation of the world, the fairy grass differentiated and turned into eight kinds of power.
The founding emperor of Daqian controlled one of them.
Later it turned into Tianrong Baoshu.
Because it is related to grass jelly, this name became the only specific reference.
Cultivating the Heavenly Glory Treasure, or in other words, gaining the power of the Heavenly Glory Treasure.
It can activate sublimation and have the effect of tolerating all things. I don’t know the more specific details.
I only recently learned about it in a little more detail."
Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, and the first thing he thought of was that Emperor Lao Qian turned into a skeleton but was still alive.
"Has Lao Qianhuang been refining his body?"
"As far as I know, if he reaches the highest level of the Heavenly Glory Art, he can indeed refine his body.
The power of fairy grass is to make the impossible possible.
But I am very sure that he has never reached the eighth level, the highest level of the Heavenly Glory Art, and has never refined his body."
"Do you know the magic of mantra?"
"heard about it."
"Is the highest level of mantra magic the seventh level?"
"I used to think it was the seventh floor, but now, it's the eighth floor." The table monster answered with certainty.
Yu Zi’s liquidation is completely confirmed.
Because of the characteristics of the grass jelly, it has a unique name. No matter how ordinary the name seems, it will affect everyone, and it will not be given the same name.
And there is this eighth floor...
The precious art of mantra is the Dharma of Great Dui Dynasty.
"What are the characteristics of the power of mantra? Do you know it?"
"All I know is the truth, but I'm sure it's more than that. I only know a little bit about it."
"Do you know the other methods of court?"
"I don't know, the name Chaofa has been erased by others. I don't even know why I know about this recently, and what I know is definitely the Daqian Chaofa Tianrong Baoshu.
I also know two kinds, the precious art of mantra and the precious art of extinguishing life, but I don’t know what they are.
Too much information has been erased.
If I hadn't learned about the Daqian Chao Dharma this time, I wouldn't have known that the most widely known mantra treasure should actually be the Chao Dharma.
Moreover, the true magic of mantra has been lost long ago.
The techniques that have evolved under the guise of mantra magic are actually just low-level techniques used for interrogation and are of no use.
As for the art of destroying life, I only know one name.
Hey, wait, I seem to know another name, no, two names.
The precious art of nirvana, the precious art of caution.
Don't look at me. I don't know where I knew it. I just knew it all of a sudden, as if I should know it myself.
In recent years, from time to time, I suddenly think of something new.
Some of it is information that has been erased before, and some of it is information that I should not have access to.
Just like the information about Lao Qianhuang, I don't know why I know it.
He certainly wouldn't have written this information down for me to know.
Before this, I couldn't even send messages out, I could only receive them.
The only way to send messages to the outside world is through my body.
It was only in recent years that I suddenly had an enlightenment and found that I seemed to be able to swallow spiritual energy to spread news to the outside world."
When Yu Ziqing listened to the table monster's words, he didn't think the table monster was lying.
"When did you first notice something strange?"
"Probably..." The table monster thought for a while and gave an approximate time.
Yu Ziqing thought about it silently and suddenly glanced towards the south.
That year, a truly successful spirit transformation formation appeared on the South China Sea Island, and a calamity with black legs also appeared.
Yu Ziqing was a little confused, he was almost sure.
This kind of unclear explanation is definitely related to what happened back then.
After the spirit-transforming formation appeared, on the surface, apart from the rich and pure spiritual energy in the place where the formation was set up, there was no other impact.
In fact, the influence has already appeared silently in invisible places.
The flying lost cloud whale and the current table monster all began to undergo mutations in the same year.