Bai Ya held his forehead and moved his position, not wanting to pay attention to him.
The two were silent for a while. This time, Lord Shuangyue spoke up:
"That one's name is Liu...is it Liu Shenghan? She said you took some of the gods' treasures."
"So what."
Lord Shuangyue thought for a moment, walked to him and knelt down: "In this case, I will tell you one more thing."
Lord Shuangyue held a small wooden stick in his hand, which he had picked up from somewhere. He poked a few spots on the ground between the two of them and said:
"Look what this looks like."
"Don't show off." Bai Ya glanced at him, wondering what tricks he was trying to play.
"Look carefully."
He had already retracted his gaze, but suddenly turned his head again: "Seven o'clock..."
"Seven treasures." Lord Shuangyue nodded, "Seven gods are stationed at seven locations, so it should not change."
"We moved two treasures."
Bai Ya straightened his back. He vaguely felt that what Mr. Shuangyue was about to say was very important.
"These seven treasures originally formed an array." Lord Shuangyue used wooden branches to connect the seven points together. "Just think of it as a seven-star array."
"Seven-star array?"
"Don't it look similar?"
Bai Ya stretched his head and took a look, it was indeed like that.
"What's the use?"
Mr. Shuangyue stared at the dots and lines on the ground: "This formation has created a barrier, covering the entire Jiutian Kingdom. This is the reason why this place is suddenly isolated from the outside world. Maybe after you remove one or two treasures, the barrier will be
It will be weakened.”
"That is to say..."
"I don't know. After all, there are still many of them, still in their original places. Maybe, all the treasures have to be changed in order to completely break up the barrier." He raised his head and looked at Bai Ya, tilted his head, "Just a little bit.
Don’t you even know about this?”
Bai Ya looked at him as if he had seen a ghost: "How could I know? This..."
"Then you put the treasure in your pocket and claim to be the king?"
"That's nonsense." Bai Ya felt depressed for a while, "I don't believe those things... We are not robbers either. It's all a coincidence."
"Understood." Mr. Shuangyue nodded clearly, "I only thought that even if you didn't know what was going on, you still had a plan, so you disrupted the location of the treasure. Even if you hit it by mistake, I can feel the isolation of the barrier now.
It has weakened a lot.”
Bai Ya frowned: "You have already felt it. Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing earlier? If we really want to pass by like this..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped talking.
There were footsteps outside the door, as well as vague respectful greetings from the jailers. Lord Shuangyue also heard it, and stretched out his hand to smooth the traces on the muddy ground. The man's steps were heavy and urgent, but precise and rhythmic. It sounded like
People in the military. When they stood up, they happened to meet the visitor, and they were more or less surprised.
In this capital city ruled by Shura, in the prison cell, there was a human being. His beard was white, and his hair was streaked with frost. His face was covered with traces of wind and frost, and he looked plump.
Jingcang
Sang, however, does not look old at all, but is so energetic that it is difficult to call him an old man, but more like a middle-aged man. Under the gray eyebrows, a pair of eyes are like hidden swords, containing a sharp
Light.
"Humans?" Mr. Shuangyue muttered, "There are actually humans."
Hearing this, a smile broke out on the man's cold face, which diluted his murderous aura a lot: "Martialism is the way of the country of Wu. If your fist is strong enough, you can gain status."
"What about now, knowing that we can fight, regardless of killing, do you want us to go out and carve out a world for ourselves?" Bai Ya crossed his arms and looked at him warily.
"Just kidding." He shook his head, "But we did hear about your performance in the competition. The king was very moved and summoned you specially."
Is it really that simple? Bai Ya was speechless for a while. He looked at Lord Shuangyue, and unexpectedly, the middle-aged man's eyes followed him and said to Lord Shuangyue, "You are Lord Shuangyue, right? The king has been waiting for you for a long time."
"No wonder they are all chasing me." Mr. Shuangyue clearly accepted this change of circumstances and shook his head regretfully, "I had known this, why bother. Who pulled me away?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Bai Ya's eyes returned to the middle-aged man, looking up and down, "I wonder... what should I call this good man?"
The middle-aged man looked at him.
"I……"
Then, his mouth spit out a name briskly. His speaking speed was normal, and there were no weird pauses between words. But at that moment, Bai Ya felt that he heard nothing and his ears were empty.
. He turned around and saw Lord Shuangyue nodding thoughtfully without saying anything. Did he hear it? What did he hear?
Didn't Bai Ya hear it? Is it just him?
Or should I say...
He was so shocked that the moment he heard it, he filtered the name in his mind.
His eyes widened, showing rare surprise. He shouldn't show his emotions, never should, but at this moment he couldn't help it. Then he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but only a few words came out.
A blank breath of air.
"Do you have any more questions?"
"You are... you - you are, are..."
"You drink too much."
Like thunder piercing the ears.
He heard it, he was sure.
He could no longer speak.
Bai Ya's brain was spinning rapidly, and a lot of questions rose up like a tsunami, forming a huge vortex in his dizzy head, constantly churning and surging.
What's going on? Is he really Jun Luanjiu, Jun Aoyan's father? He is the real person, not some impostor? How did he get here? How did he get an official position here? He is still in the past
Him? Do you still remember the past? Do you remember his daughter? He
Are there any additional motives for his thoughts and actions, or are they simply following King Shura's orders? Do his words have any weight with the King? Should Bai Ya tell him about Ao Yan, right now? What will he think and do?
How do they react? How does this help improve their current situation?
True and false, false and false, true and true, true and false, neither false nor true.
Calm down, be sure to calm down. Control your emotions and don't say anything until you have a thorough understanding of the situation.
In the center of the whirlpool, this sentence slowly emerged and gradually became clear in my mind, drowning out any overwhelming sounds.
"...Nothing." After being stunned, he immediately returned to normal, "When can we see the king?"
Lord Shuangyue looked at him with a strange look. Perhaps it was because he suddenly became interested in Lord Wu, which was a little abnormal. It was probably related to the identity of the person in front of him. What was the last name of the woman in their team who was holding a machete?
Thinking of this, Mr. Shuangyue had more or less the answer in his mind. He didn't know much about the story of "Beheading the Horse Aoyan", but he had only heard it a little bit. His mind was never on those anecdotes. However, since the man named Bai finally cooperated
It means that it is a good thing and saves a lot of trouble.
"I will take you two to the guest room to rest for a while. You can meet the monarch tomorrow."
"Good work."
Bai Ya was too honest. Under this extreme calmness, it was as if gurgling lava was flowing. Shuangyue Jun could keenly capture this. He began to recall again, who is this Jun Luanjiu? It has nothing to do with him.
He is not interested in small roles; he is not interested
It is difficult for anyone who is interested to remember it. But the name is indeed familiar. If you think about it carefully, it seems that he is a military general who has made great achievements in the battlefield. He knows nothing about the rest. When he turned around and only two of them were left,
He would condescend to ask Bai Shaoxia again.
After an unknown amount of time, it became dark. The royal city was large, but empty, and the crowds were always crowded in one place. If it hadn't been for the "good times" recently, I still wouldn't have seen so many people. Except
Arena, this place in Wu Kingdom is quiet during the day and quiet at night, as if the difference between day and night is just the color of the sky.
Bai Ya looked out from the third floor. There was still no one around. Only Shura formations walking neatly passed by occasionally. They were already inside the imperial city, which was heavily guarded but in disrepair.
, everything is very old.
Everyone does not focus on the daily necessities of life, and even buildings, furniture, and clothing are not important. Even the imperial city is not much better in this regard. If the bricks are missing, they will be missing. As long as there is no leakage, then use them.
It’s just that the clothes are torn
It took three years to mend a hole, and they had to wait for someone to make new clothes if they wanted to buy them. It was not because they were poor - on the contrary, they were extremely rich. Relying on plundering the surrounding towns and villages, the Wu Kingdom
The treasury is full, but we are too lazy to use it.
, as if war was the starting point of everything. Not to mention the other small pieces. From large pavilions and pavilions to small pots and pans, they could repair them in strange ways and with strange materials, and finally formed Huahua
Green funny look.
So damn weird.
"That human...has two brushes." Lord Shuangyue, who was sitting at the table, raised his eyes and looked at Bai Ya who was pacing back. "He is considered a strong person among humans. However, he is not strong enough."
"He is Aoyan's father." Bai Ya's tone was a little impatient, "Aoyan has been looking for him - I came here just to find him. But... I - alas."
Mr. Shuangyue held up his face and yawned, as if he didn't think this was news.
"I guessed it, what happens next? Why panic? Just call him over and ask."
"It's not that simple. We still don't know where the three of them are in the city, whether they are meeting up, and whether it is safe or not. If we are not careful in the palace, we may cause death for the father and daughter."
"Tsk, trouble." Lord Shuangyue poured a glass of wine, "I'll find out when I go to the palace tomorrow."
"no!"
Bai Ya stopped at the table and suddenly slapped the table. The wine pot clattered, the lid and the bottle collided with each other, splashing a few drops of wine from the mouth of the pot. Fortunately, Mr. Shuangyue raised the cup quickly enough, otherwise he would have given it to him.
Knocked over.
"Keep your voice down." He put the cup to his mouth and shouted.
"We can't ask openly, absolutely not." Bai Ya scratched his hair and started pacing back and forth again, "We have to let him help us find the three troubled ones first. We have to let their father and daughter meet before we can make it clear.
.I have only heard the name, so I can’t guarantee that it is General Jun himself.”
"You really care about them." Mr. Shuangyue put down the cup and teased calmly, "Don't worry, Liu will be here and nothing will happen to you. Those two are also capable characters, so nothing can go wrong. On the contrary,
You, just thinking about others, don’t you remember why you came here?”
These words really woke up the dreamer. Bai Ya suddenly stopped and stayed by the window. The evening breeze gently penetrated into the room, making the candlelight sway. He suddenly realized that from the time he met Jun Luanjie to now,
He actually never thought of his father. He was completely immersed in the joy of meeting again after a long separation and the inevitable doubts for Aoyan, and he was dizzy.
