Li Shao's expression was stiff, and his breathing was stagnant for a moment. After a long time, he gave a stiff smile and said, "...Brother, what are you talking about? I'm so busy every day from getting up early to late at night, what's going to happen?"
Li Hai stood with his hands behind his hands, lowering his head to cover the lost luster in his eyes.
This is not the truth he wants to hear.
Li Hai simply spoke more directly, "Who were you talking to just now? Was he the one threatening you all along?"
In fact, Li Hai did not see anyone else.
From his perspective, Li Shao was the only one speaking to a ball of air from beginning to end.
Unlike his younger brother, who can open his eyes through special methods. He is just an ordinary person, and the only thing he can do is to protect his family for his parents.
What I just said was entirely based on my own speculation.
In the past, his younger brother was upright and not afraid of trouble. He had never been afraid of anyone, and he was not afraid of death like he was just now. So the only thing Li Hai could think of was that Li Shao must have some unknown difficulties.
While Li Hai lowered his head and meditated, Li Shao had completely changed his face.
His eyes were filled with a dangerous look. He took a step forward and stopped in front of Li Hai. His voice was unprecedentedly cold and unfamiliar, "What did you hear?"
Li Hai raised his head in surprise. His keen vigilance made him realize that the person in front of him was not his younger brother. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but found that his whole body seemed to have been subjected to some kind of immobilization technique, and he could not move no matter how hard he struggled.
He couldn't help but turn pale.
It's not that Li Hai is greedy for life and afraid of death, but at this moment, he saw obvious murderous intent in his brother's eyes.
Li Hai knew that Li Shao was gradually falling into the abyss, so he almost yelled, "Li Shao! You fucking see clearly, I am your brother!"
"It's useless, his body has been manipulated."
At this time, a cold and familiar female voice interrupted.
Li Hai moved his eyes and happened to see Wen Yang sitting in a wheelchair not far away, staring at him as if he were watching a play with his arms folded.
He was startled, then looked at his younger brother who was raising his right hand and trying to knock him out with a knife. There was a yellow talisman on his forehead, and he asked in confusion, "What on earth is going on?"
Wen Yang glanced at the rainy sky and said without changing his tone, "Your brother's soul has been cursed. If you really tell the truth, I'm afraid you will only be able to bring back a body that was blown to pieces."
"
Li Hai opened his mouth in disbelief. Only then did he realize that he could move again, so he rushed to Wen Yang and said urgently, "Miss Wen, you mean, my brother..."
"He was poisoned by 'Junshan'," Wen Yang continued. "This poison is colorless, tasteless and invisible. It targets people who are unwilling to settle for the status quo. Six months ago, your brother was involved in an execution
During the mission, I unexpectedly learned that my position as minister would be replaced by a dandy young master from a wealthy family. Unfortunately, Junshan took advantage of him."
"'Junshan'? Impossible! I'm from the Investigation Bureau, and no one knows better than me! Junshan was lying in the hospital hanging for his life half a year ago, how could he possibly come into contact with Li Shao?"
Wen Yang sneered, "Innocent! There is no other in the world, he is everywhere. The so-called 'Junshan', oh no, maybe we should call him the Son of Heaven. He has already cultivated the realm of the unity of heaven and man. Do you really think that the hospital is a lingering body?"
Can it trap him? Over the years, Tiandaozi has appeared all over the country under various identities, and Li Shao is just one of the pawns he uses to satisfy his desires."
"Then if what you say is true, why does he need to stay in the human world? Becoming a ghost cultivator, or ascending to become a god, which path is not better than being half-dead like this now?"
Zhao Jian, who was following, couldn't help but interrupt.
Wen Yang leaned back and rested his head on Feng Lingche's arm, "Because he lost something extremely important in the world."
Zhao Jian frowned and thought, as if looking for an answer.
He is the person who has been with Tiandaozi for the longest time. It stands to reason that no one knows this master better than him.
After Wen Yang's prompting, he finally came to his senses.
At that time, Tian Daozi was only one step away from ascending to the heaven. Now, decades later, he secretly travels the three realms, and many opportunities are around him. Even if there is a bottleneck, he should have broken through it long ago. Why kill people and impose causality, wasting his practice and staying in the earthly world?
?
"Then do you know what he lost?" Zhao Jian asked.
"A memory."
"Memory?" Zhao Jian repeated, not quite agreeing with her point of view. "Could it be that this memory affected his transcendence of the Five Elements? But isn't it because he became a god because he had feelings in his heart? Although I don't know why Tiandaozi still kills so many evil people.
It can ascend, but the way of heaven has its own laws, so how can it be determined by these ordinary reasons."
Take himself as an example. He once married a wife and had children, and also experienced greed, anger, ignorance, pride and suspicion, but this did not affect the result of his taking back the priesthood.
Wen Yang corrected him, "Taoism emphasizes governance by inaction. Too much greed and anger will form shackles. Those shackles trapped him, which is not the original intention of heaven."
"But what exactly is this shackles..." Bai Yinzhou murmured.
Wen Yang stopped the rain with a wave of his hand, "Who knows then."
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Special department laboratories.
In front of a silver-white space capsule.
Tiandaozi was covered with a snow-silver coat, his soft black hair hung down on the side of his face, his long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow in the dim light, and his eyes were full of venom.
He carefully looked up and down at Liu Shulan who was soaked in the special potion.
The eyebrows of the people in the water were completely relaxed, and their beautiful faces had a faint smile, as if they were willing to die.
But Tian Daozi was dazzled by it.
He sneered and clenched his fists, his eyes like dark pools filled with a biting and deep chill.
Willing? Who in the world is not afraid of death?
He stretched out his right hand, looked at the well-preserved jade stone lingering in the palm of his hand, and curled his lips wickedly.
This piece of jade was exactly the one that was crushed in front of Li Shao. With his ability, it was not difficult to restore the powder to its original state, but what he couldn't figure out was the meaning of doing this.
Ever since he stepped into the laboratory, a woman's face always flashed across Tiandaozi's mind.
Some are dressed in period costumes with a smile, or some are wearing modern fashionable women's clothes with tears of grief covering their faces.
But no matter what state she is in, her eyes are full of strong love.
For no reason, that irritability came up again.
My heart also aches slightly.
Who is this woman?
Why does it appear frequently in my memory?
Tian Daozi always felt that after he woke up, he seemed to have forgotten something important.
He stretched out his right hand and felt it between his eyebrows for a while. After a while, his expression became even colder and terrifying.
Someone tampered with his memory while he was asleep!