Chapter 147: .Under the Holy Tower

The rubber wheels of the magic motive car quickly glided across the bluestone avenue, and under the attention of the guards standing along the way, it drove from the East Palace to the other center of the turmoil last night-the holy tower.
At this time, the sky just appeared a little white. Because of the curfew, there are not even pedestrians on the road, making the speed faster and faster, almost reaching the limit. No one spoke in the car, and in the silence, only the rhythmic magic buzzed like a pendulum, reminding the passage of time.
Shun squinted slightly and leaned on the soft leather seat, frowning, his white face was illuminated by the dark crystal lamp, and he looked haggard. Since returning from the palace, he hasn't slept all night, as long as he closes his eyes, his mind is full of distracting thoughts like boiling water, and there is no time to stop.
He has too many questions to seek answers: the real cause of this earth-shattering chaos, how did the Jade King obtain the evil potion, the source of the blood-clothed monster, the cause of Jade Ming’s coma, the truth about the attack on the holy tower, and even the mother’s departure. The root cause, why did she deliberately help as far as possible... so messy and without context, it was entangled in a ball of twine in his mind.
After reaching dawn, he couldn't wait to get up, and ordered someone to prepare a car to go straight to the holy tower, because his father had told him last night: "When you get to the quiet forest, everything will come to light."
At this moment, he listened to the intermittent humming sound and thought about what happened last night, his mind became more and more drowsy, as if a little sleepy, but the magic car stopped abruptly.
"His Royal Highness..." As soon as the driver in the black uniform in the front row was about to remind him to arrive at the destination, Shun slid through the door with his cart and nearly hit a police officer who was about to open the door.
He lifted his eyes on the car door. In the square ahead, there was a milky white magical shield surrounding the tower. Several black-robed inspectors stood in front of the shield like iron, and closer to it was the yellow line drawn by the police. A row of heavily armed guards with guns guarded the line, with piercing eyes, watching this imperial exclusive magic car with the Phoenix emblem.
The guard next to him seemed to have something to say, but the prince didn't give him a chance, so he stepped forward and crossed the cordon. When the inspectors saw that the prince was coming, they did not question them, and silently opened a wide gap in the shield, allowing him to get close to the tower unimpeded, and through the teleportation point to reach the quiet forest at the bottom.
The always sunny forest is dim at the moment.
Shun stared at the black and yellow grass under his feet that seemed to have been burned by fire, and slowly raised his head in the atmosphere of death. The sky was a coke-like gray-white cloud layer, and there was nothing in the huge space that could block his vision, and it was full of black and yellow patches. The original clear lake water has become thick black mud, the sacred tree in the lake no longer exists, leaving a dark pit.
What kind of terrible power can destroy this sacred space so thoroughly...Shun only saw the chills in his heart, and suddenly noticed that there seemed to be people around the pit, and hurried forward with heavy steps. Getting closer, he found that those people were all wearing dark green monk robes, with white veils on their heads, and standing facing the pit like a thin piece of wood-they should have heard the news of the old man's fall Later, the wood monks who hurriedly rushed.
The prince's approaching footsteps immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. When one turned his head back alertly, Shun recognized at a glance that he was the brother of Colonel Ye Chi and the ambassador to the South Island, Ye Xu. After a few days, the middle-aged general, who was born in the army, had white temples and his face was full of vicissitudes. With his hair scattered, he glanced at the prince blankly, had no intention of saying hello, turned his head back and stared at the pit in a daze.
The green-robed monks gathered in a group and stood silently, with only the white turbans swaying in the wind. In the silence, people felt an unquenchable sadness. Shun thought of the old man who had disappeared from the scarlet flames, and felt a sorrow in his heart. He didn't want to be disturbed. He stopped far away by the mud-filled lake, staring at the front in a trance.
I don't know how long it took, a bright white light suddenly lit up above my head, illuminating the entire space. Shun looked up, and there was a purple figure in the center of the light source, with large sleeves floating in the air. Although he couldn't see his appearance, it was not difficult to guess that it must be under the crown of the high priest who reappeared in the capital from the catastrophe last night.
The sound of rapid footsteps followed from behind him. Colonel Ye Chi, dressed in neat military uniforms, led the two apprentices, without squinting, strode forward, and his faces were the same solemnly. The prince's gaze subconsciously stayed for a while on the man who had changed into black clothes, and then immediately turned to the bronze small box engraved with magic patterns in the hands of the officer.
Could it be the jasper gem made by the old man's supernatural power? He couldn't figure out the purpose of this ceremonial scene at the moment, and he stayed in place without moving lightly. On the opposite side of the deep pit, the wood monks had formed a circle around the pit under the leadership of Ye Xu, bowing their heads and muttering prayers. He was so far away, he couldn't hear what he was saying.
The officer led people straight past Shun, and ignored him as if he hadn't seen him. Only the farthest gaze turned towards him slightly, but he did not dare to stay.
The three quickly crossed the collapsed stone bridge and settled on the edge of the hole. Shun's gaze followed all the way, and after a round of light, he saw a burly black figure in the distance.
The Jade King is wearing a pure black robe, standing at the other end of the mud lake, watching the crowd like a ghost. The magic seal engraved by Colonel Ye Chi on the center of his eyebrows has not faded, and the silver light glowing is faintly discernible even if he is far away.
What is he here for...Shun looked at the figure isolated from the incident coldly, suddenly felt a sudden silver light in front of him, and immediately turned his head back.
I saw the officer standing in the air with a copper box in his hand, waved with silver ripples, pushing the layers of black mud blocking the lake surface like water, until a circle of almost transparent appeared again nearby. Lake water. I didn't see how his hands moved, and saw a green light flying out of the box and falling straight into the water, but it didn't even splash with a slight sound.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the narrow water surface.
In the next second, an earthquake-like violent shaking came from the bottom of the lake, and the roar filled every inch of air. The incomparably sharp green arrow of light continued to penetrate the black mud until it formed a pillar of light that soared to the sky, replacing the power of light and occupying everyone's field of vision.
Shun was completely unable to open his eyes by the green light, and when the light faded, he narrowed his eyes and barely looked at.
The black mud can no longer be seen in the entire lake, and the holy water rippling with golden light surrounds the island in the lake where the new green grass grows. Looking further ahead, the deep pothole has actually been filled, and a small sapling resembling a jasper carving appears in the center of the pothole, and countless green light spots are swirling up and down around it.
The prayers of the wood monks suddenly rang loudly, chanting ancient mantras that didn't understand their meaning, and the loud sound was step by step, even overshadowing the remaining earthquake roar. The sapling quickly climbed up amid the sound of prayer, and the green light extended its branches and leaves, and quickly grew into a large tree with a height of more than ten meters.
The sacred tree can be reborn! Based on this, whether Mr. Mu Yun will reappear too! ? Shun witnessed this miraculous scene with his own eyes, and couldn't help but be excited, but his neat prayers stopped abruptly. Immediately afterwards, a slightly lazy announcement rumbling from top to bottom: "Although the sacred tree has been reborn, it will take time to recover, Yuling will stay here and take care of it... this is a meritorious demerit. I will not intervene, let the emperor decide."
After the high priest said this, he disappeared without a trace in the sky full of white light, not even showing his face.
Shun raised his head and watched the white light go away, thinking about the meaning of the words under the crown. He should use the entire quiet forest as a cage to trap the Jade King. For a supreme lord who transcends the laws of the world, this is also a different kind of punishment...
He took advantage of the trend and glanced at the dark shadow opposite. The Jade King still stood straight on the spot, as if calmly accepted the "foot-ban order", but he didn't know if he was willing.
The wood monks bowed and sent away the high priest, and they crossed their legs under the tree, closing their eyes and meditating.
Colonel Ye Chi collected the empty box and turned and left, his feet steady without hesitation. He didn't say a word from start to finish, nor did he cast his eyes on the prince, as if he had come just to poke off the mud and throw in the jasper gem.
As soon as the officer's back turned over the stone bridge, the cloud's tight face immediately eased, and he finally returned to his usual cynical appearance. He pulled as far as he could and respectfully bowed to the sacred tree, stepped back to the bridge, and accelerated straight to the prince.
"His Royal Highness..." He was about to say hello, when Shun caught a glimpse of the far-reaching approach, and the thoughts in his mind all night suddenly seemed to be pressed on the switch, he blurted out and asked: "What advice did my mother leave you back then? ?"
He had trouble sleeping about this problem, and threw it out almost reflexively, but in the eyes of others, it was really thoughtless. Even so, he opened his mouth to inquire in a private matter, but he was surprised and even a little delighted. It seemed that the relationship between the two had returned to the original harmonious state overnight.
The Gunguard tried to flip through the memory for a long time, but found nothing. He could only shake his head and bluntly said: "I have never seen the Queen, nor received any will from her... Why does your Highness have this question?"
"Really..." Receiving a negative answer, Shun finally cut off his desire to pursue his mother's true intentions. He didn't explain, turning around and looking at the big green tree, all kinds of distracting thoughts came to mind again.
He was in a very complicated mood at the moment, but it was not because of the "betrayal" of the chief guard. In fact, as early as a few days ago, he had ordered people to go to the intelligence center to investigate all the file records about the far distance, and there was no evidence that he had done any small actions behind his back.
When he got the conclusion of the investigation, he had to say that he was actually relieved. Because this is enough to prove the fact that there is no betrayal as far as possible, just as he insisted in his defense-he did not deceive himself.
In spite of this, Shun still had great dissatisfaction with this companion who once regarded him as an arm. Since Jin Yuan has not betrayed, why should I hide this innocuous true identity so deeply! It doesn't matter whether his real mother is Mrs. Lovina, or someone he doesn't know, would he be half-hearted because of this! ?
He clearly couldn't believe me! As long as he thinks of this, Shun's heart feels like boiling oil. The bigger the fire, the more he can't calm down.
How could he not believe me! The prince felt that this was a great mockery of himself. He completely trusts the other party, except for those sacred tower contracts with top-secret terms, he never, never...well, except for the mother's departure...
His father mentioned the past he had never heard of last night, and brought back the figure that should have been sealed in the bottom of his memory before his eyes.
In fact, his mother did not die, this secret has been hidden in his heart, and he has never talked about Jin Yuan. On closer inspection, he seemed to have no reason to hide. This is just one's own private business and has nothing to do with the country. In the face of a reliable, trustworthy, and entrusted companion, what is there to hide?
After all, he just... just doesn't want to mention it again, so as not to fall into the quagmire that made him feel helpless and despair for the first time in his life...
Thinking about his mother again, he suddenly discovered a possibility he hadn't thought of before: maybe, as far as possible, would he keep silent about it because of a certain past that he didn't want to recall?
Shun Shen did not speak for a long time in his thoughts. Yun Buyi watched his face change from time to time. In the end he drooped his eyes and revealed a little melancholy. He couldn't help but turn away his attention: "Your Highness, I have something about the Holy Tower. Do you want to listen to the information about the attack?"
The prince was finally surprised and nodded silently. Yun Buyi talked about the beginning and end of the unidentified lord-level powerhouse who broke into the holy tower last night, and finally reminded him: "The nameless attacker's The method is extraordinary, I have never seen him before. His Royal Highness Ning has not returned yet, and I don’t know whether the opponent will be captured. Just in case, let’s follow you as far as possible."
He ran to the Bingquan Hotel early in the morning to find him as far as he could. In addition to attending the ceremony, he immediately turned to the side and waved his hand for the sake of this, and he showed his junior fellow like a wooden man to the front. But Shun didn't turn his head, staring at the divine light gradually shining on the green branches and leaves, remembering the chaos last night and the group of blood-clothed monsters who did not know where to go, and whispered: "What news is there from the Jade Palace? "
"The palace has been tightly sealed by the imperial guards. During the turmoil last night, many guards were lost in the palace. According to the wounded, they were all under the hands of the blood-clothed monster. As for the specific details, we must slowly investigate."
"How is Yuming now?"
"Still in a coma, His Royal Highness and Miss Ling are taking care of him."
Hearing that Yuming hadn't woke up, the prince couldn't help but wrinkle his brows, and then remembered the black-clothed guard who had sacrificed his life for the Savior, and immediately asked, "Is there news about Mo?"
The spy leader paused for a few seconds before rubbing his hands and replied uncertainly: "I heard the princess said that he has been handed over to Mian, as for the follow-up, I don't know what to do..."
Since the high priest has been entrusted, I believe there will be a cure. Shun did not entangle again, waved and said: "The source of the medicines in the Jade Palace must be found out as soon as possible. If this line continues, there will be sooner or later. trouble."
Yun did not respond, and walked away first. However, after a long time after he left, Shun and Jinyuan didn't make a sound, just looking at the newly born sacred tree in the same distance.
The golden sunlight gradually emerged from the gray clouds in the sky and fell on Shun's cheeks, as warm as ever. This turned out to be a long-awaited signal, which reminded him of the first time he came to this sacred place many years ago.
At that time, he was only five years old, and he was carefree without the constraints of the title of "Prince". He was only curious about the forest space under the holy tower, there was no awe, and even secretly tied colored ribbons to the long white beard of the old man who was meditating under the tree.
Soon afterwards, he met Jinyuan, the visitor from the north who was able to enter the vision of the high-ranking man because of his divine power just awakened...
He has forgotten why he brought this new friend to the Holy Pagoda. Perhaps he wanted to share this paradise of "only his own", or he wanted to make the cold-faced kid show a little surprised expression.
But Shun still clearly remembered his weird performance at that time.
This child from a foreign country seemed to keep a distance from everything, especially in the face of great divine power that he could not understand at all. After entering the holy tower, he tensed his body, clenched his fists, and carefully avoided all possible touch. Even when he came to this magical wood, he just stood like a log, watching him show him how to climb the lowest branch of the holy tree.
Shun originally thought he was born indifferent to travel far. Thinking about it now, maybe the little children at that time, just because they didn't have a sense of belonging, they always watched like a stranger and couldn't really blend in.
The dark clouds in the sky were fading fast, and in just a few minutes when Shun fell into memory, the warm sunshine dominated this desolate land. The green trees on the small island in the middle of the lake became more and more crystal clear in the light, and even came alive, beginning to sway the branches and leaves all over, making a crisp sound like a wind chime.
The sound seemed to indicate that all the wood repairers raised their heads and stared at a point under the tree. A group of green lights flashing like stars in the gaze, outlines a short and thin figure. Ye Xu's reaction was the quickest. As soon as the figure covered with green light appeared, he strode forward, drew out the elder's cloak that he had prepared, trembled around the man with his hands, and froze there again.
The dazzling green light finally called Shun's consciousness back. When he turned his head and looked around, the light had disappeared, only a small figure under the tree, like a five or six-year-old boy. The large elder robe not only covered him completely, but dragged most of it to the ground, revealing only his small head covered with short green hair, and looked blankly at the slightly trembling middle-aged general in front of him.
Is that the young Mr. Mu Yun? The prince had just turned this thought in his mind, and the wood monks over there had already exploded, lying on the ground and weeping, and they didn't know whether it was happiness or sorrow, and they mourned for a while. Only after Ambassador Ye Xu sternly reprimanded the situation, everyone got up and gathered around the child, bowed their heads, and called the teacher.
It seems really the old man! Shun was overjoyed, and was about to go to see him, but the young boy somehow found him first, and suddenly stepped forward and walked straight towards him. When he got closer, Shun smelled the scent of green grass that belonged exclusively to Elder Mu. Once he entered his nasal cavity, he would be refreshed and unforgettable. He was even more determined in his heart.
Seeing the green-haired and white-skinned childhood elder approaching him, he suddenly felt a little nervous. He was about to give a bow first, but the other party had already spoken: "On your head, black air, be careful."
This milky little boy even spoke the same way as the old man, but Shun was completely confused. He was stunned for a few seconds and wanted to ask again, but the little elder walked away, leaving him with a stiff back.
The wood monks hurriedly followed suit. Ambassador Ye Xu did not leave, frowning, his bloodshot eyes scanned the prince back and forth for a while, and then asked dumbly: "His Royal Highness, I heard that you inspired the Sacred Tower’s guardian contract last night. What discomfort?"
"...There is no discomfort." Shun understood what he was suggesting. His father had said that a price would be paid after the contract was triggered, but he didn't elaborate. Does the "black spirit" mentioned by the old man refer to this?
Ye Xu did not know what he was thinking, and continued to remind: "If it is not the effect of the contract, according to the teacher just said, perhaps there is still some kind of curse divine power remaining on your Royal Highness. While the crown is still in the holy tower, you better It’s better to find some time and ask his old man to check it carefully for you."
He was about to leave after he said these instructions, the prince hurriedly stopped him to confirm the identity of the young boy. Ye Xu stood silently for a long while, before murmured from his throat: "Although the teacher's body has been reborn, but the consciousness that used to be no longer exists, now... he is transformed by the new born sacred tree. As the smoke disappears, I can't come back..."
He suddenly choked up a bit, ignored the salute and retired, turned around and chased the crowd. Shun only saw him raise his hand quickly, and he seemed to wipe it a few times in front of him, making him speechless.
Although the sacred tree can be reborn, the old man... he is still gone after all...
The newly promoted little elder has long been blocked by the crowds. Looking from a distance, he only saw patches of green light swaying randomly, and wherever he went, he could bring new life to this dead and withered land.
The fresh breath mixed with the smell of earth wrapped around Shun's body, and the bright green light representing life continued to expand, so that his restless mood gradually calmed down. The chaotic footsteps of the crowd spread farther and farther, almost inaudible. In this strange silence, he even felt that he could hear the breathing and heartbeat of the person beside him...
As far away as possible, standing silently, it seemed that nothing around him could divert his attention.
He still kept the distance he was used to, standing behind him, just...what is he thinking now? At this moment, Shun was no longer able to guess based on previous experience. He could only feel that focused gaze was staring at him, with a certain expectation, as if he was waiting for a certain order.
There is too much understanding between the two. Shun has long been accustomed to such a silent person, appearing behind him at any moment he needs, completing any instructions he wants to deliver.
This person has always been his strongest backing. He never knew there was anything wrong with this, and he was even blindly confident because he barely needed to communicate. He has always boasted that he can read that wooden face, but the irony is that he didn't know anything about this person's past...
He finally realized that the friendship between the two was not as strong as he had originally thought. Perhaps, perhaps everything should be made clear here...
Shun sighed again after thinking about it, lost in his heart, and didn't know where to start, so he could only say to himself with emotion: "As far as possible, as far as possible...should be your pseudonym? Oh, it has been so many years. , I don’t know what your real name is..."
"... Regin, Regin Snooker."
He reflexively answered as far as he could, but then he was shocked. He found that Shun's tone was indescribably low, which had never happened before. This young and proud prince is always confident, as if nothing could embarrass him. At this time, looking at Shun as far away as possible, his back was still tall and straight, but he couldn't hide the deep tiredness.
As far as possible, he was the least willing to see Shun in such depression, and the culprit of this depression was himself. "Rigin Snooker", at the moment he just hoped that the name never existed. Even in his opinion, this old name should have been forgotten long ago, but he did not expect that when someone asked, he would answer so smoothly...
"Legein..." Shun chewed the strange name over and over, as if to remember it firmly.
Hearing those whispers like calling as far away as possible, it turned out to be stiff like a puppet with an energy organ extracted. He only felt a flower in front of him, and all the things from his childhood appeared like bubbles and emerged in this golden sunlight.
Because of this name, he evoked countless thoughts, and he has a long-standing impulse, wanting to show everything to the best friends in front of him at this moment. However, he trembled his lips a few times and gritted his teeth. The first thing he said was a self-deprecating mutter: "I thought, I won't use this name anymore..."
Shun felt the bitterness in this sentence, knowing how much hardship was carried in the old name. Before he could say anything, the other party started to speak for himself.
"It is said that my grandfather gave this name, but I have never seen him. My grandfather is a geologist who has a good reputation in the bunker. He bought an old mansion on the edge of the noble district with the proceeds of ore exploration. It was also passed on to my father. In the year I was born, he followed the geological team to explore the Xuefeng underground. After that, he never came back...
"My father is a scholar who studies history. Probably because he inherited his family's talent for adventure, he doesn't like to deal with books all day long like other scholars. Instead, he is keen on outdoor archaeology, and he always gets ashamed every time he goes home... , You probably haven't heard his name.
"Aren't you weird? A rigorous person like my mother, who is also the lord of the bunker, would fall in love with such a ruinous poor scholar."
He remembered that when his father came home, he always had to shake off the mud in front of the door, and shook his head with emotion: "To be honest, I don't even know the reason..."
"Although it looks a little bit wrong, their feelings are really very good. No matter where they go, they always go with each other and never pay attention to other people's rumors.
"They are always busy throughout the year. They either go out with the team to explore, or they go to some rumored underground ruins. Sometimes they can't see one side of the whole month... I have to go to the lower mine to pass the time. There are small emerald green crystals everywhere, glowing in the dark, like fireflies, very beautiful..."
The dusty childhood memories made him sink deeper and deeper, and his emerald green eyes gradually diverged, revealing a kind of shallow sadness that Shun had never seen before.
"The funny thing is that every time they go home, they always pack a car in big bags and small bags, and they call it a gift for me. Oh, it's really bullying the children who are not sensible... Those messy ancient cultural relics are piled up at home. The more, if it weren’t for Grandpa Louis’s frequent tidying up, there probably wouldn’t even be a place to stay..."
When he said this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile, but it disappeared instantly: "I always thought I would become a scholar like my father in the future, but I didn't expect..."
Unexpectedly... will you stay in the capital? Jin Yuan did not go on, but Shun was inspired by his hidden sad sigh, and finally couldn't help turning his head, looking at the man with a bleak look in the sun, and softly asked: "How did you come to the capital? of?"
The prince's sudden questioning caused the thoughts that were gradually diverging from the distance to be closed again, and he pondered a little, then replied: "I actually came to escape. As for the specific reason...I don't know."
Fourteen years ago, the panic that made him extremely squeezed into his mind again. He was almost immersed in it, and his voice was as cold as a icy tuo: "I only remember that day, November 14, 3822, when there was heavy snowfall, and the whole bunker was It was pale.
"At that time, I had just eaten dinner and was about to go to the courtyard to build a snowman, but suddenly saw my mother standing motionless in the middle of the iron gate of the courtyard wall. There was thick snow on her clothes, and she didn't know how long she had stood. They are all frozen like snow...
"She shouldn't have been in the city that day. She and her father went on a long journey with the scientific expedition team at the beginning of the month and agreed that they would not come back until the end of the month. But at that time, I was a four or five year old child, how could something be wrong, mother I am very happy to be able to go home early.
"I ran and hugged her, and asked when she came back and if she had brought a gift. She didn't say anything, her red eyes didn't blink, she just stared at me... Then, she suddenly hugged her tightly. Me, stuffed me into her thick cashmere cloak, wrapped me in no way.
"I can't see anything, only knowing that she hugged me hard, followed by a rush of running, which made me dizzy. She kept her hand, and the cloak was so stuffy and hot that I couldn't breathe. I fainted in a daze... When I opened my eyes again, I was already at the airport.
"There, I saw them for the first time..." After Jin Yuan said this, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Shun, with self-evident sadness in his eyes.
Shun knew exactly who he meant by "they"—the pair of adoptive parents as far away as possible, a businessman from the Northern Federation, and the snooker couple. Their identities are undoubtedly a little bit at first, but after their true identities are exposed as far as possible, it is obviously not that simple.
"They are distant relatives of my father's clan, as far away as those who never visit the house..." He looked at the prince's dark eyes as far away as possible, but his eyes seemed to pass through him, capturing another disappearing figure in time. "I don’t know why my mother chose them... to be my nominal adoptive parents. At that time, I didn’t even know what had happened. I was groggy, and even my suitcase was stuffed together. Past.
"They seem to have made a contract a long time ago, and there is no unexpected reaction. Just before leaving, my mother hugged me and said for a long time... I buried my face in her hood, and she spoke to my ear, speaking quickly. , The sound is so soft that no one can hear it.
"Thinking about it now, what she said, in fact, I have forgotten most of it. Just remember that at the end, she repeated it word by word several times: You must remember that from today onwards, you are no longer my dear Regin, you are as far as possible, as far as snooker..."
The low voice of narration stopped abruptly, those green eyes suddenly darkened, and the turning direction was hidden under the strong golden sunlight.
The atmosphere gradually solidified in the silence, until Shun asked to change the subject: "Your father..."
"He should have died that year..." Jin Yuan quickly interrupted the questioning, "Since I came to the capital, there has been no news of him. Later, my mother told me that he was no longer there."
The prince didn't say anything for a long time. The far-reaching voice was very stable and there was no waves, but he still heard the sorrow that was deep in blood.
He could almost outline the loneliness and helplessness of that young child who lost his father in an unknown disaster and was forcibly sent to a foreign country by his mother. Maybe this is the reason why he shows others with cold face...
Shun stared at the lake in a daze. He was dazzled by countless shining ripples. He was in a daze, as if he had returned to the scene when he first met Jinyuan that year.
Why would he have the idea to meet this strange foreign visitor? The reason has long been forgotten, but the first impression this person gave him was like seal carving, and it was always firmly imprinted in his mind: it was clearly under the sun, but it was cold like ice with sharp thorns!
The young boy in the corner of the college classroom did not have the slightest awe of his identity as the prince. He just looked at him coldly and hostilely, just like watching a clumsy thief who broke in, even if he heard it. His self-introduction is ignored.
He had never seen such an indifferent peer, he was curious for a while, and even more thought of approaching, but every time he touched his nose.
Later, when did the situation begin to change?
By the way, it is because after the expedition period of the Holy Pagoda, the newly awakened child was finally allowed to enter the Pagoda and selected a teacher to follow in practice. But he didn't want to be separated from the "new friends", so he boasted about going to Haikou, and wanted "the most powerful" Master Ye Chi to accept him as a disciple...
Thanks to her mother's secret help, the matter went very smoothly. However, what puzzled him was that even though he had entered Master Ye Chi's door, this little boy still did not show half joy, but became more and more indifferent.
Originally looking forward to the praise, he was poured cold water on his head. Even adults could not hide their anger, let alone young children.
So he was really angry and didn't want to pay attention to that guy anymore, unless the other party came to apologize first... Even so, he might not forgive him. Anyway, there are people all over the world who want to make friends with dignified sons, but they don't care as far as they go.
The relationship between the two took a turn for the worse.
Later, I got the news of the death of both adoptive parents as far as possible. He hasn't decided whether to go to condolences, his mother has left for no reason and never came back...
At that time, both of them were in the same irreparable sadness. But what people did not expect was that the cold-faced young boy learned of the Queen's "death", but instead reached out to him first.
He still does not want to recall the time that made him desperate in grief, but he has never forgotten how much precious comfort this friend from a foreign country brought him at that time...
The golden sunlight flooded the entire space, the temperature became warmer, and the fresh air even became a little sultry. However, Shun did not feel the fiery warmth in his heart, instead, the chill grew more and more.
In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, but until today, he has been able to truly understand the past of this most "close" companion. In such a frank conversation, the two hearts should have gotten closer, but what Shun felt at this moment was a deeper and more helpless confusion.
Yeah, what if you know everything? The cracks caused by the deception in the past have become clearer and more abominable in this sincerity. The facts are plainly placed in front of his eyes: such a liar who he never doubted, and even willing to save his life, is a liar who can't believe in himself at all. This person wears a mask and has been by his side for more than ten years. Now he can't tell what this person really looks like. Where will he go in the future?
The prince was full of sorrow, but his face was tight. Awakening from the memory as far as possible, he immediately glanced at him and saw his brows furrowed, thinking that he was still thinking, when he was about to continue speaking, he heard a dull, mechanical tone of light asking: "When are you going? , Back to the Northern Federation?"
"I..." The Gun Guard's eyes widened in astonishment. Back to the Northern Federation? He has already informed one by one of the past. Isn't Shun still unwilling to forgive himself! ?
He was a little flustered, his breath was getting worse, and his face was blue and white. Looking at him with such a lost expression, Shun didn't give any relief, but gritted his teeth and stared at him.
This moment seems to be very long, but it is fleeting in the blink of an eye. He changed his complexion several times as far as he could, and then met Shun's eyes that seemed to be judgmental, and resolutely said, "I won't go back."
There was no reason for him to miss that strange country, only countless painful memories. Even if Shun did not forgive him, even if he gave up his position as the chief guard of the East Palace at this moment, he would never leave this land that gave him a new life, and leave all his trusted friends!
not going back? Not going back... Shun didn't show the slightest joy. What if I don't go back? Once the cornerstone of trust is broken, is it really possible to return to the state of tacit understanding before...
Standing as far away as the swaying small lake, his eyes pierced and looked at the prince, his green eyes were facing the sunlight, and there was a firm will flashing.
Shun was unwilling to face the hopeful gaze anymore, he turned his back and was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "Since ancient royal traditions: every prince must determine a suitable person to serve as his own chief guard... This person is the prince’s guard, as well as his friend, partner, and confidant. He is the person with whom he has the closest relationship besides his relatives. The prince and the guard are necessary and trust each other wholeheartedly..."
He suddenly turned around and stared at his face as far away as he could. His black pupils flashed very quickly with a bit of anxiety: "But now, I don't know if I can still do it, and should I trust you again..."
The small wind veiled all the words he wanted to say but did not say in the echo.
He stared at him as far as he could, without answering for a long while. Trust... He has already given complete trust to the person in front of him, but how can he receive it with confidence?
He doesn't know the answer.
He is not good at moving people with words. Even most of the time, he absolutely adheres to the principle of saying less and doing more, and he does not speak easily. Even in those days, he wanted to comfort the little prince who was sick and pitying with him, but he never resorted to half a whisper, but just showed tolerance and understanding with actions...
At that time, because his adoptive parents suddenly passed away, and his biological mother seemed to abandon him, he had been in despair after hearing no news, and he even thought that he was not needed by anyone or anyone else. Understand.
He was stubbornly enclosed in the cold world, no longer responding to outside calls, until he heard the news of the queen's death.
But why would he want to comfort that person?
Obviously has been overwhelmed by the difficulties of reality, and the relationship between the two has been deadlocked to the point of strangeness. Why? Why would such an idea arise, walk to the remote garden in the apse of the palace, and find the little figure hiding in the dark and crying...
Perhaps it is because he has endured too much pain of losing loved ones. He didn't want the little boy who always brought him a warm smile to sink into loneliness and despair like him.
Perhaps it is because he has been alone for too long. At this moment, he seemed to have found a companion who was stabbed by fate and abandoned by his relatives.
Or maybe he has been longing, longing for a friend who can truly understand him.
Anyway, after he took this step, everything changed. He is no longer the lonely stranger in the capital, no longer the lone traveler in that cold world. He has a new life, an object to talk to, and a close friend who is worthy of trust and trust.
He began to be like a real Chinese, bathed in the light of the gods of the capital, and even became the chief guard of the East Palace, the future imperial commander, and the most important arm of His Royal Highness. And all this was never imagined by the once lonely teenager.
The future seems to be bright, but behind this light, the indelible past is like a poisonous snake in the shadow, locked his neck firmly.
Because his identity is fake from beginning to end, and as far as he can, it’s not his real name at all... This secret is like a tarsal maggot. As the people he comes into contact with slowly gather at the top of the empire, it has become a must forever in his heart. The buried bomb.
He couldn't imagine, in case...in case his true identity was exposed, everyone would discover that this seemingly loyal East Palace guard had a secret network of secret communication. At that time—as his mother reminded many times, what reason should he use to explain to Shun! ?
It is not that he distrusts his close friends. On the contrary, he cherishes everything he has now too much, and is afraid that after revealing the truth, he can only become a lone traveler in the closed world again. Because of this fear from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't speak at all.
Carrying a heavy yoke on his back, he moved forward more cautiously and concealed the guilt he caused, always doing his best to assist the prince and fulfilling his original vow...
Oath...The oath ceremony held in the East Palace suddenly flashed across my mind as far away as possible. It was after that ceremony that he decided to completely forget his original identity and guard his Royal Highness as far as possible!
This turning point resembling rebirth, the sonorous heartbeat under the sun, and to this day, he recalled it again, still feeling like a dream. But that vow was so truly imprinted in his memory that he didn't forget it for a moment!
He purged his face as far as he could involuntarily, bent his right foot and knelt in front of the prince on one knee. With a flash of white light in his hand, he used the power of space to create a short sword floating with holy light.
He clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand to maintain energy, held the sword with his left hand, and raised the sword of divine power above his head, looking up at Shun through the white light on the sword, just like when he became the chief guard of the East Palace.
"On the basis of the sword in my hand, I swear here:
Minister, as far as possible, I would like to serve as the prince-His Royal Highness Shun!
In my name, pass his praise; in my body, protect his Yongkang.
With my blood, cast its glory; death and life follow, both good and bad!
The sun and the moon are proof of the rich earth and sky! But if there is a slight violation, you will be punishable by this sword as far as you can! "
The iron-and-metal clank swearing not to fall into Shun's ears shook him almost to the illusion of looking back in time. The scene before him was so similar to the ceremony he experienced when he was young, the same brilliant sun, the same firm face, and the same vow that made him feel excited...
He stared at the divine power dagger with white light, still not knowing how to respond, but his body involuntarily took a step forward according to the procedure and sent his hands under the sword. He subconsciously held the lightsaber, the gentle power was the same as before, did not resist him at all, as if he had condensed it himself.
He has been sheltered under this white light countless times, hidden behind his owner countless times, touched countless times with his hands, and never once received a counterattack-even if it was just an inadvertent divine deterrent.
He thought of the hot teacup that was always delivered to him all the nights, of the soft discouragement that echoed in his ears, and then of the numerous compromises that followed.
Over the past ten years, there have been too many experiences, too much joy and sorrow between the two, and there has never been an irreconcilable conflict between them. If it were not for such a partner who kept his vows to support him, he would really not be able to go so smoothly to this day...
Shun quietly looked at the face hidden by the divine light, and he was in a daze that overlapped with the indifferent young man ten years ago. He couldn't help but tighten his hand, suddenly lifted the short sword, and took it from the opponent's hand.
Yes, he knows as far as he can, isn't it just such a person? He is always not very good at talking, just keeps silently behind his back, even if he occasionally loses contact, he will definitely find himself the fastest. He suddenly realized that in the past ten years, that lonely boy who lacked security and yearned for warmth has never changed...
The Divine Power Sword lost its energy source, and in an instant it scattered like countless flying insects, spinning around the palm of his hand. He then recovered, after a long pause, and finally sighed: "You...should tell me earlier."
"I know I should tell you earlier..." The vowsman stood up slowly, looked at the white light spots in the hands of the prince, and muttered in a low voice, "But I am as far as possible, not Regin...I don't want to Mentioning that name, I don’t want to go back in time..."
The far end trembles a bit, seemingly full of pain. The prince looked at those slightly apathetic green pupils, and remembered the sadness he had just heard, which coincided with his initial guess. Although he felt sore in his heart, he was finally relieved.
Since the other party's concealment is not because of distrust of oneself, what else can be tangled? As for the trivial matter of identity... he suddenly raised his hand and patted on the shoulder of the far distance, and said loudly: "No matter how your name changes, I will only remember: you are the far far away, the guardian I chose, and the future Commander in front of the temple...you never want to go back in time."
He raised his head as far as he could, staring blankly at the person who he swore to protect, feeling the unchangeable stubbornness from those black pupils. This is the first time Shun has expressed relief so clearly since the two had a conflict.
The warmth from the palm of his hand spread straight to his heart from his shoulders. He couldn't help his mouth rising, but he couldn't say anything decent, he just nodded vigorously.
Looking at the rare smile on his mouth as far away as possible, Shun felt a little more delighted, and continued: "Even if you really..."
"I never did!" Jin Yuan interrupted him loudly.
The prince was stunned by him, and after a while, he finally revealed a smile.
"I know." He smiled faintly, and raised his head to look at the sparkling waves of the lake. "I mean, even if you really become Regin, you don't have to fear anyone..."
He turned his head back, looked at his eyes very seriously, and said every word: "Because no matter what happens, there will always be a friend like me behind you."
As far as he could feel by his almost vow promise, his nose was a little sour, and his heart was agitated. For a while, he couldn't say anything. After a long while, he trembled with his nasal voice, "Uh".
Obviously it was a sunny and warm sacred forest, but their long conversation added a lot of sentimental atmosphere.
As Shun watched him gradually calm down, he suddenly remembered something, and broke the topic by the way: "By the way, I have to tell you something. In fact, the father and the others have already understood your identity..."
"I know, Brother Yun already said this yesterday."
Unexpectedly, Shun raised his eyebrows, then squinted his eyes and swept over, pretending to be angrily and snorted: "All these people, up and down, you know everything you need to know, but you are hiding it from me!"
Seeing that he was angry again, the gun guard quickly remedied: "No matter what happens in the future, I must tell you first."
The prince was speechless for a while, as if comforting a child, and then he shook his head and laughed, but finally healed the ups and downs in his heart.
Now that he had said everything, he didn't want to be entangled in this awkwardness anymore, settled for a while, and whispered as usual: "In that case, you will come back to the palace with me later. This chaos The whole city is panicked. I am afraid I will have to spend a while to let the situation settle down."
"Good." Jin Yuan nodded obediently.
"You are not here these days, and I have no intention of taking care of the many internal affairs of the East Palace... After I have been busy for a while, I have to clean up and prepare for the Spring Festival next year."
"Ok."
The two finally got back together, and continued to talk about the past and the past that were not mentioned in the chaos last night. The atmosphere was getting more and more open, and suddenly they heard a stern shout in the distance: "What do you want to do!"
The two followed the sound, and the crowd was surrounded by the lake on the opposite side at some unknown time. The eyes were all dark green robes swaying in the wind. The weird plants embroidered on the robes were interspersed and woven into a net, densely covered.
Shun vaguely remembered that it was the place where the Jade King was. He was shocked and had a bad premonition. He immediately rushed over with his arm as far as he could.
Before the others arrived, they saw a green light rising up into the sky, followed by another hoarse sneer: "Huh, the majestic Jade King, why is he dumb now? Go back! Don't pretend to be here! Kill yourself! The teacher can’t remember the enemy, and I, Ye Xu, will never forget it!"
When Shun listened to the signs, it seemed that something was wrong, and saw the green light flashing in the crowd, which looked like a battle of divine power, and hurriedly shouted, "Don't do it!"
The crowd in front of them all turned their heads when they heard the sound, their faces were covered with green magic lines, and there was no difference in expression. Seeing that the prince arrived, they didn't respond, but they avoided the passage one by one and silently let the two in.
Shun squeezed into the circle and looked up. Large black and green vines have sprung up on the grass by the lake, and the vines are covered with dagger-like spikes, stretching out countless tentacles like an irritated octopus, spreading its teeth and claws. Ambassador Ye Xu stood on the top of the thorny vine, his hair was rushed by the divine power, his eyes widened, and the young boy behind him was firmly protected.
On the bank of the lake opposite them, King Jade stood in a black robe against the wind, like a hermit guarding the river, but his face was hidden in the erected hood, no matter how he distinguished it, he was confused.
Shun didn't know why they had a conflict. He first cast a glance at the young elder to make sure that there was nothing unusual about him, and then he asked Ye Xu in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
The ambassador hadn't spoken with a rigid face, but the Jade King stepped forward without saying a word. The sky full of green vines was unceremoniously about to pull him away, because the prince's scream stopped, he could only stop and dance beside him, ready to attack at any time.
"Uncle Ling...if you have something to say, just speak straight." Shun grabbed the front in two steps, coldly looking at the black-clothed lord, not letting him take one step closer.
When he stopped, the Jade King really stopped. He stood silent for a while with his hands on his back before taking out a palm-sized sealed treasure box from the inside of his belt and handing it forward.
The prince glanced at it, and it was covered with a thick purple-red waterproof paint, there was no pattern, and he couldn't guess what it was. He just frowned, leaned out as far as he could and took the box, carefully moved the mechanism, a group of bright yellow divine light suddenly came into view-the box was actually a small leaf carved like warm jade. In the light, it is vivid and lifelike.
"This is the secret of my palace. It was given by the guardian 800 years ago. It has the miraculous effect of clearing and concentrating when worn with you. Today, I will take this opportunity to give it to..." The Jade King's low voice suddenly stopped. Speaking, raised his hand in the direction of the young boy, turned and walked with his head up.
How could everyone guess that he came forward to give gifts? The inexplicable kindness from the "enemy" is extremely absurd, and they don't know how to respond. A soft childish voice suddenly came out, but the person's steps were stagnated.
"I know..." The young elder stood by the wooden box with a wink, stood on his toes, staring at the small leaf with innocent eyes.
He squatted as far as he could, and moved the jade blade towards him. The little boy was not polite, took it out casually, glanced at it curiously, and suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed it.
The prince and the ambassador Ye Xu stared at him, and he couldn't stop him. The leaves turned into water and he swallowed them.
The little boy didn't feel that he had done anything dangerous. He turned around again, looked at the dark figure blankly, and surely uttered two words: "Sweet."
This trivial word is like the greatest compliment to King Jade's kindness. He stood there for a moment before he nodded slightly and walked far along the lake.
The young elder turned his head and forgot about the matter, and continued to lead the subordinate monks, spreading green divine power step by step, as if there was a will from blood, and he must restore this land to its original state.
Shun took Ambassador Ye Xu and said a few more words, persuading him to take care of the overall situation and not let him keep up with the team when this disaster is approaching. Turning around again, he approached him as far as he always did, and lowered his voice to suggest: "I look at the Jade King a little bit regretful, otherwise, I would like to ask him the details of that weird potion now?"
The prince pondered for a moment. Although he didn't believe that the arrogant and stubborn uncle would tell the truth, it seemed that he had really tempered his temper due to the "foot restraint order" under the crown. He turned his head and glanced, the black robe figure had already walked to the other side of the lake bank, and he took it as far as he could to chase it.
The sound of footsteps hurriedly swept across the grass. Before the black-clothed lord who was standing near the lake, he heard a cold drink and stabbed at a distance: "This king is not in the mood to accompany you nonsense, how far you go."
The footsteps suddenly stopped.
Even though the other party spoke harshly, Shun was still unwilling to give up the opportunity, and shouted at him from a distance: "We have no other intentions, just want to ask... where Mo is."
I was afraid that he would not speak directly. The prince reacted extremely quickly, and he changed the reason after he pondered slightly.
When the Jade King heard him ask that Mo really had a certain figure, he looked at the lake and was silent for a few seconds before snorting coldly, "What is it to you."
"I just want to know whether he is alive or dead." The prince walked forward slowly, looking at the golden light that kept swaying on the lake, with a cold expression, "I have been ordered to investigate this case thoroughly. All the people involved, including you, They are inseparable from me."
The black lord didn't respond when he heard it, and took advantage of the situation to follow him as far as he could, carefully guarding Shun's side. This was a silent action, but the Jade King suddenly turned his head and saw the two masters and servants following each other. He didn't know if he remembered the unpleasant guard of the palace, he turned his head and snorted again: "He Right at the bottom of this lake, life or death depends on his good fortune."
Deep in the bottom of the lake... Could it be that the power of this holy lake is used to heal the wounds? The prince subconsciously glanced at the surface of the lake, but naturally he didn't notice anything unusual. He quickly retracted his gaze, knowing that it would be impossible to ask for details anymore, so he only exchanged glances with as far away as possible, thinking about how to turn the topic away.
The three gathered on the lakeshore and did not speak. After a while, the arrogant Jade King spoke first, sneered and said with a sneer: "You are really a big heart. At this moment, don't accompany the emperor to heal his wounds. , On the contrary, I have time to chat with the king here."
"Hurt? What hurt?" Shun was awakened from his thoughts when he heard this word, turned his head in amazement, and stared nervously at the face covered by the black hood.
The Jade King was not at all anxious. He slowly raised his head and glanced at the radiant sacred tree in the heart of the lake, and then chuckled disdainfully: "He didn't tell you? Humph, you think you can force the contract of the Holy Tower. Do you pay the price?"
Contract... The prince suddenly realized that it was that the boundless steel field last night was actually used by the father to use the power of the holy tower! ? No wonder he was exhausted after only supporting it for a few minutes! But then I thought about it. When I went to the palace last night, I didn't seem to see any strangeness from my father...
He was silent for a while, as far as he could remember that Shun had also triggered the contract, and he thought of the black anger in the mouth of the young elder just now, his brows trembled, and he hurriedly asked: "What is the price?"
The Jade King glanced at him contemptuously, did not answer at all, turned his head up, and walked without hurries to the big tree.
The prince's first reaction was his father, but he wanted to know the side effects of Shun's guardian contract as far as he could. He was about to catch up without hesitation and ask again, but Shun hurriedly made a leave gesture, and hurried towards the forest entrance. How can he leave his companions alone, he can only walk fast and follow closely, and then glance back, that "source of evil" has been standing leisurely under the tree, and he is short, and he is actually meditating!
Shun knew nothing about the anxieties and distress of Jinyuan. He just wanted to rush to the palace as soon as possible to see with his own eyes whether his father was really injured! He held his breath and rushed forward, seeing that the luminous teleportation point was approaching, a small purple figure suddenly broke into his eyes.
Is that... Miyou?
The girl who hasn't seen for many days wears a light purple nightdress and a long gauze coat, blowing in the wind in the golden sunlight, like a distant mountain elf who can't eat fireworks. She was still standing on her shoulders, the big white bird that never left, almost shrunk into a ball, her eyes closed as if she was asleep.
The girl was staring at the green sacred tree in the middle of the lake. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she suddenly turned her head and saw that Shun and Jinyuan stopped not far away. There was a slight smile on the corners of her mouth—not like her. As usual, he was so dull that he was indifferent to everything.
She seemed to have known that these two people would come to Quiet Forest early in the morning, and waited here specially, but she really saw someone stuck again, and she didn't know what to say. She looked at the two young men who were supposed to be familiar but strangely strange, and stood there for a moment. The entangled thoughts in the purple pupil flashed away, leaving only a soft call.
"Long time no see, brother..."