Seeing Mrs. Huaying's worried look, the orange-robed man chuckled, and then said: "In every generation, there will be sons of Tianyuan who carry the energy of the emperor and the dragon. It doesn't matter if the secret of heaven is leaked, and Hua Wuyi is one of them.
.”
Mrs. Huaying was still worried, but when she heard what the orange-robed man said, she couldn't help but be startled and raised her head. There was surprise and confusion on her face.
I don’t know what the orange-robed man thought of Bai Ling and Mrs. Huaying, but he actually explained to Mrs. Huaying: "You are just a mortal, and you have never set foot on the path to immortality. However, this is a rumor that has only been heard in recent days.
"
When she heard that immortals were involved, the golden light in Mrs. Huaying's eyes became even brighter. She stared straight at the orange-robed man, eager to know the specific content.
Seeing Mrs. Huaying's expression, the orange-robed man really found it interesting and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
After a few laughs, the man in orange robe explained for Mrs. Huaying and listened to him: "As I just said, in every generation, there will be a chosen son who carries the aura of the emperor and dragon. In more popular terms, it is destiny.
People. But in this generation, there are not one person who has the destiny, but five people."
Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but frown. She understood Chengpao's words, but just because she understood them, she became even more puzzled.
The chosen one who carries the aura of the emperor and the dragon, the person who carries the destiny, isn't that the emperor?
The emperor should come from the royal family, and there should be only one person, but how could he listen to the words of the orange-robed man...
As she thought about it, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes, and a terrible idea popped into her mind. This idea was even more treasonous than what Bai Ling was doing now.
What was thinking in her mind was Bai Ling's true intention. Could it be that what Bai Ling wanted was that chair?
But then, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but shook her head vigorously, denying her groundless conjecture.
The orange-robed man didn't know what Madam Huaying was thinking. He took a long breath, and then said: "There is such a thing among the immortal cultivators. It is said that a colorful crystal flower fell from the Nine Heavens.
In the secular world, this five-color crystal flower has five colors and five petals. Each petal is a piece of imperial dragon energy."
The story is a bit absurd, but Mrs. Huaying has no doubts about it.
"So, my lord, there is a petaled flower..."
Mrs. Huaying was still a little unsure, but the orange-robed man nodded directly. Then, he looked down at the golden sword in his arms, and then chuckled.
Mrs. Hua Ying was puzzled, but did not dare to ask any more questions. She could tell that the golden sword in the arms of the orange-robed man had an extraordinary origin, but how extraordinary it was was not something she could tell.
Likewise, the orange-robed man seemed to regard Mrs. Huaying as someone to confide in. He held the golden sword in his left hand and slowly stroked it with his right hand.
Then, I heard his sad tone: "I have sought magical weapons in my life. The emperor asked me to get the Wuyu sword, but the barbarian from the West broke the sword directly. But no matter how good Wuyu is, it is not the sword of my destiny.
It's not a pity. It's a pity now that I happened to meet a sword that I like, but I am just his sword sharpener."
Mrs. Huaying was even more confused and asked: "Don't you already own this sword?"
The orange-robed man couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, with a bitter smile on his face.
"This sword is called Long Yao, do you understand?"
Hearing the name, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but widen her eyes and said uncertainly: "My lord, this sword, this sword is Wang Jian, Long, Long Yao?"
The orange-robed man was not surprised by Mrs. Huaying's reaction. Instead, he smiled and nodded.
"Because of this
The sword is a king's sword, so I'm just keeping it for the king temporarily. As for when this person will come to get it, I don't know."
Mrs. Huaying was even more confused, so what: "If that's the case, then why do you still keep this sword? It's better..."
Before Mrs. Huaying finished her words, she saw the orange-robed man shaking his head in denial.
"Don't you think that the former owner of Wang Jian was an ordinary person? Since by some mistake, this sword got into my hands, he must have had ulterior motives. That was fate."
Mrs. Huaying didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she just nodded slightly and said nothing.
"Okay, now that we've finished chatting, do you have anything you want to ask?"
The man in orange robe said this to answer Mrs. Huaying's questions.
For Mrs. Hua Ying, this opportunity cannot be missed. She heard her say anxiously: "In addition to the Dongli people's matter, someone from the Hua family also came to the door. Sir, the people from the Hua family are very aggressive, but..."
Upon hearing that someone from the Hua family had come to Hancheng, the orange-robed man was a little confused and a little surprised.
The orange-robed man frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, and then said slowly: "It seems that this trick of pretending to be a fish-eye is not going to work. Since the Hua family sent people to look for their young master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it.
"
Mrs. Huaying's expression became even more nervous, and her jade hands couldn't help but tighten her sleeves.
But after a while, the orange-robed man smiled again, smiling, but also a little sad, and said: "Really, flesh and blood are destined to reincarnate and cannot be separated. I wanted Hua Wuyi to finish the job, pretend to be dead, and fool around.
In the past, the Kehua family was an unusual clan."
Mrs. Huaying was a little puzzled and asked: "How can the Hua family be unusual? Is there any other way the Hua family can distinguish between real death and fake death?"
The man in orange robe nodded and said: "Of course there is. If the lamp goes out and the body dies, everything will disappear. But, after death, what if the lamp is always on?"
Although she didn't understand what the man in orange robe meant, she could still get a rough idea by guessing. Mrs. Huaying now had a few marks on her forehead.
The man in orange robe couldn't help but shook his head and said: "If you have a way to steal Hua Wuxin's natal lantern from Hua's house, there is another way you can try."
Hearing that there was a turn of events, Mrs. Huaying's face looked better, but her eyes were even more nervous.
Mrs. Huaying said urgently: "Sir, please tell me, as long as you can save my husband..."
Before he finished speaking, the orange-robed man raised his hand and signaled Mrs. Huaying to stop.
The man in orange robe hesitated again, and finally, as if he had finally made a big decision, he said: "Steal the lamp and find someone with a similar fate to Hua Wuyi, and exchange his life for it!"
"Change one's life!" After hearing the method, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but repeat it. A smile finally appeared on her face, and she said excitedly, "My lord, if the person who changed his life dies, then Hua Ying will
So you don’t know that Hua Wuyi is actually still alive?"
Seeing Mrs. Huaying's excited face, the orange-robed man felt a little uncomfortable.
What he said now was related to a human life, but in the eyes of Mrs. Huaying, how could it be that other people's lives were of no importance?
Afterwards, the orange-robed man couldn't help but laugh at himself. After all, he was the one who suggested this method, not Mrs. Huaying.
"Apart from this, nothing else?"
Mrs. Huaying was still in excitement. When the orange-robed man asked, she hurriedly said, "Sir, Zhu Jiannan, the eldest son of the Zhu family in Lincheng, seems to be dying soon."
When the orange-robed man heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. At this moment, he was really accepting
Bored.
Although Zhu Jiannan was indeed frail, and he was a man condemned by God to live only a few years. However, he had just come from Lincheng, and he did not realize that Zhu Jiannan was approaching his life expectancy. How come, in just a short time, he became a short-lived person.
Finished?
"Is this true? How do you know this?"
Mrs. Huaying was about to speak, but she paused when she thought the letter was from Zhu Jiannan.
Seeing the subtle change in Mrs. Huaying's expression, the orange-robed man couldn't help but frown, and said in a majestic voice: "Ni Ji, are you hiding something from me?"
Hearing what the man in orange robe said, Mrs. Huaying suddenly panicked, and even knelt down involuntarily, explaining hurriedly: "I don't dare, this news came from the Forbidden City in Jinling City. Yes, it is
I learned it from the people of their Zhu family."
The content of what Mrs. Hua Ying said was true, but the way she said it was quite beautiful.
The man in orange robe did not hear what was hidden in it, nodded and said: "Is that so? Now that we have received such news, those who provided the information must not contact them again in the future. Once or twice, they will eventually
Leaving clues will be detrimental to you and your wife."
Mrs. Huaying nodded and said "yes".
"Ni Ji, you should also get up." Seeing Mrs. Huaying stand up, the orange-robed man couldn't help but sigh and said seriously, "Ni Ji, whether you or Hua Wuyi, there will be many disasters in your life. Do good deeds."
It is indeed important to accumulate good fortune. But Hua boy, this time, it is indeed a bit bigger."
Mrs. Huaying nodded, cautiously, and asked: "Then, why didn't you think of stopping him?"
Hearing Mrs. Huaying's question, the man in orange robe burst out laughing and said: "Ni Ji, if Hua Wuxin did something else, I might have intervened. But this time, what Hua Wuxin did has always been
What I want to do. After all, the world in Daye is not peaceful."
When the man in orange robe asked, Mrs. Huaying was a little confused.
The orange-robed man smiled again and said: "The prologue of the Qingyang Rebellion has already begun. However, all the common people and dignitaries in the world are still living in dreams. Today's
In Daye, there are internal and external troubles, but few are aware of them. If the wood rots from the inside, no matter how much it is chipped off, it will be in vain."
The words of the man in orange robe were always coming out again and again. Mrs. Huaying would not ask too many questions. As long as she could understand a general idea, that was enough.
Because Mrs. Huaying knew that even if he asked, the orange-robed man might not tell her. In this way, there was no difference between asking or not.
"Is there anything else you want to know?"
Mrs. Huaying frowned and thought for a long time, but finally shook her head and did not ask any more questions.
The man in orange robe nodded and said: "Since there is nothing else to do, you can go back and remember to give Hua Wuxin a message."
Mrs. Huaying also nodded and said respectfully: "Sir, please tell me, I will remember it."
"Okay, please tell Hua Wuyi that she wants to enjoy peace and quiet, and people say that she is like a deer. It's been a long time since spring, and the horse is dressed in white."
Mrs. Huaying memorized the words of the man in orange robes word for word in her mind, and she couldn't help but repeat them: "I want to enjoy peace, and people's words are like a deer's heart. Spring has gone for a long time, and the horse is dressed in white."
After Mrs. Huaying finished repeating, the orange-robed man grinned and said, "Since Hua Wuyi has the destiny to be emperor, why don't we give it a try?"
It sounded like it was just a joke, but just such a joke scared Mrs. Huaying into a cold sweat and she almost knelt on the ground again.
The man in orange robe still had that playful smile and said, "Although it's a joke, to be honest, if the king of Daye is Hua Wuwu, that's not bad."