Chapter 1801: Nonsense last words

This person, who has gone through his ups and downs here, how many regrets, how many regrets, and how many unseen wishes, who knows?
I just saw Pei Yuanxiu's complexion. It was paler than ever, as if the surrounding snow had soaked his body, and he took away his last bit of warmth. He looked down at Nangong Jinhong, who was full of light. The eyes suddenly dried up.
He looked as if he had been taken away suddenly.
For example, warmth, for example, feelings ...
What about the person around me? If he left like this, what would he take away?
Thinking of this, I lowered my head a bit at a loss, and looked at nothing, probably because his skin was pale and almost transparent at this time, but at this time he lost blood, but did not see anything strange, not even the feeling of pain appeared. On his face and eyes, only when he saw Nangong Jinhong swallowing his last breath, there was a deep sadness in his eyes.
He, Fuchen, who just shot, stopped right at Pei Yuanxiu's chest, and he didn't seem to really want to kill him.
After all, he is still a monk.
However, the emergence of Nangong Jinhong turned everything into a fact and pushed it to a situation that can no longer be undone.
He closed his eyes slowly, as if trying to hide his pain, but the cold light in the corner of his eyes still betrayed all his pain and remorse.
I choked, "What are you doing?"
I looked at the arrow on his chest. At this time, I felt that he was not exhaling at all, and he wasn't inhaling anymore, but the whole person had entered an empty state. If it was not what he was thinking, he was already Knowing that I can't do it anymore, I don't want to spend more energy to endure physical pain.
The next moment, he opened his eyes slowly.
In those same, dust-free eyes, the flames were so quiet that they could not see the flames. Only black and white were left. When he looked at me, his breath became peaceful.
He said, "Miss Yan."
Although it is only three words, I understand everything.
He has something to tell me, and at this time, with all his strength to speak, it is his last words in his life.
I bit my lower lip and controlled myself not to cry, but my voice was still a little crying, and said gently, "I'm listening."
He nodded, and then said, "In fact, there are a lot of things. Before we tell you, it ’s not because you want to talk about poor people, but those things. You do n’t know the truth and tell you. It's no use to increase troubles ... but tonight, the poor know that time is running out, and if you don't say something, no one will really know. "
Hearing these words, my heartbeat increased.
I know that there must be many mysteries hidden in this person. He and Pei Ji proposed to cast the innocence jade card in order to protect his mother. This was just what he told me. One thing he had to do with his mother in his life. Before that, After that, he knew nothing about who he was, and what he did. I don't know anything.
If he would tell me, it would probably let the fog in front of me fall away.
I said, "What do you have to say, although you can tell me that I can't do anything false, but I will never act recklessly. I, I will respect the wishes of the chief."
He nodded, took a deep breath, and then said, "Poor Dao entered the palace at that time, because the Emperor Taidao had the intention to enter the Tao and chose Poor Dao. Soon after, Poor Dao always accompanied Tai Shang in the deep palace. Before everyone knew that Poor Dao was a You Taoist priest. "
"..."
"But in fact, when Taoism was poor, he practiced in Taoism. That Taoism is Baiyun Temple."
"Baiyunguan ...?"
This strange name made me feel a little surprised.
I have spent many years in Beijing and many famous mountains and rivers have traveled around, including some famous Taoist Buddhist temples, which have left my trail, but this Baiyun Temple was the first time I heard about it.
Since he is a man who can be selected by the emperor, naturally the path is not too shallow. The Taoist conception he practices must also be very well-known before he will be known to the emperor.
However, I have not heard of this Taoist temple.
He seemed to see the doubts in my heart, and smiled lightly, and with this smile, blood had shed through his lips.
He said: "The view of Baiyun was destroyed in the flames of war."
"..."
I froze and said nothing.
I doubted his age today. Although his face is clear, he looks like an ordinary young man, but his white hair is like snow, and his eyes are old and wise. It is definitely not a young man who can settle down. Yes, now I know that his age is at least 70 years old, and it is possible that the Taoist conception practiced at an early age was destroyed in the flames of war.
However, he told me this, what was he doing?
Looking at the doubts in my eyes, he smiled lightly, and the blood on his lips became deeper and almost stained. He said slowly, "The young master of poverty is also in deep In the palace, served the emperor. "
"...!"
My breath suffocated, and I stared at him suddenly.
He nodded.
I couldn't believe it for a while.
His master, that is, a Taoist priest of Baiyun Guan, once served the emperor, then it should be the last emperor of the former dynasty, Emperor Emperor!
My grandfather!
I glanced around subconsciously. Although Xie Yi, Song Xuan, including their lieutenant, and the soldiers under him, all surrounded them, but the words of nonsense only sounded in my ears, and they could hardly hear them. I also know that my life has not been fully known until now, so even if they heard it, they would never know the relationship between me and the last emperor of the previous dynasty.
But I clenched my teeth, calmed my breath as much as possible, and said, "Master Dao, your master has served the emperor? Then he--"
Desperately said: "It was a few decades ago, when Poor Dao was still young, and it was not clear about many things. For so many years, Poor Dao wanted to find out in the palace. thing."
"..." I frowned slightly before I thought of it. It seemed that the protector of the country had mentioned it, and Emperor Ye had indeed dealt with some warlocks.
However, even if there is contact, it is not a strange thing. From ancient times to the present, there are too many emperors praying for immortality, for their children and grandchildren, and even some unbearable ones. Therefore, it is not uncommon for monks to say that the court is infested. Some people who are favored and influential will even participate in the decision-making of the court.
For example, Fu Basong, who was invited by the emperor from Tianmu Temple, looks like a dervish, in fact, he is half a monk.
As for my grandfather, Emperor Emperor, his behavior is perverse and it is not unusual to associate with warlocks. Why is it that he has no words but takes this matter very seriously? It has passed for so many years and cannot be relieved. Death is the last breath to tell me about it.
Is there any secret to tell between his master and the last emperor of the previous dynasty?