Fu Canglu

Chapter 586 [Wedge Secret]

When the Great Chu Set up the Banner
The blood moon is in the sky, and the sky is full of paint.

Sleepless all night.

The woman next to the pillow asked softly.

"My lord, is there longevity in this world?"

Pause slightly.

I replied like this: "Yes."

The cool voice lingered like water.

"If there is longevity, can you give me a share, I want to be with the king forever, even if the world looks blankly, they will ignore it, and there is no need to separate."

I didn't answer her this question.

Some stories in this world are always absurd, not as the world thinks.

The story of Da Chu is such an absurd story, so absurd that it is unbelievable.

What you see and hear is not necessarily true.

Otherwise, why would a secret be a secret?

The truth is right in front of you, and you just can't see it.

Zhao Chunfeng has held the sword for me for many years, but he doesn't know my secret.

The wooden devil should have guessed that he won't live long.

I turned my head slowly, and the black hair scattered on the bed, covering my sight.

Reach out.

Embracing the tired and graceful woman, the fingertips of the other hand slowly descended, passing over the towering clouds, the light red gauze, and the white and delicate suet skin.

The voice of ecstasy came from between the lips and teeth.

The heartstrings tremble slightly, and the desire is hard to fill.

Ayu is the most beautiful woman in the world.

She knows my secret.

all secrets.

Including that ridiculous secret at the end.

Apart from her, there is only "teacher" left in this world.

Since Jianzhong picked up the first sword, I started to practice, and I don't know why I want to practice.

This seems very difficult to them, but to me, it is as natural as eating and drinking.

The same goes for murder.

Where there is a sword, there is a sword.

Flick your fingers without a sword.

The head fell to the ground, and the life disappeared.

Whoever disobeys will die. This is the first truth my teacher taught me, the simplest truth in this world.

Those who follow me prosper.Those who oppose me will die.

So they took me for granted as king.

How many people did I kill?Countless.

Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, these declining three religions and nine streams, kill them with one sword.

Great Qin's important generals, tens of thousands of soldiers, who came to die, killed them with one sword.

One sword after another, one sword after another.

No matter how simple things are, if they are repeated a lot, they will be boring.

When I picked up the sword, the first thing I learned was to kill.

I wasn't as interesting as they thought. Watching the big flags planted on the ground, advancing steadily towards the imperial capital of the Great Qin, day after day, my heart didn't fluctuate.

There was neither joy nor hatred.

I watched all this calmly.

I could see the happy look of the "teacher" when he planted the flag with his own hands, and I could also see the humble expressions of those people kneeling in front of me.

Only in the dead of night, like this time today, I take off the heavy red armor and the heavy sword, and look at myself in the mirror.

Ayu won't get entangled at this time, she will sit quietly behind me, looking at me and the mirror.

Maybe she was like me, looking at me in the mirror.

I've been wondering about a question.

Everyone in this world has a look, what look am I?
The face in the mirror looked very handsome.The teacher said that I have a good face, enough perseverance, and enough handsomeness, enough good-looking, so I am worthy of the words "Western Chu Overlord".

I feel like I'm different from everyone else.

My "teacher" is a person who hides many secrets.

Ayu is also a person who hides secrets.

Zhao Chunfeng, Mu Guizi, Song Yi who served me tea, and Wang Li who was killed by my sword at the head of Julu City. I have seen their faces and remembered their eyes.

They are all people with secrets.

As long as they don't tell, they won't be discovered.

And I don't.

My secret, so absurd that anyone who is close enough will find out.

I can't hide secrets, and I have no secrets.

It is actually not difficult to become a person with secrets.

But I can't kill "teacher".

I also don't want to kill Ayu.

I should have gone on like this.

Until that day, someone deep in my soul asked me a word.

"Do you want to live forever?"

longevity.

Everyone believed that the person closest to longevity in the world should be the Shifu Daqin Emperor.

Is that right?

Longevity is the greatest secret in this world.

All the secrets are not what you see with your own eyes, what you see is all fake.

So this news is false.

The "teacher" is one step closer to that than the emperor.

Gathering all the techniques of the three teachings and nine streams, it is close to immortality, youthful appearance, but in this world, is there really immortality?
Every evening, I can see a white hair growing from the teacher's sideburns. In the early morning, this white hair will disappear silently.

White hair is born, indicating that he is old.

When he is old, he will die of old age one day.

In a way, no one can achieve immortality.

I don't understand, what's so good about longevity?

It's like I don't understand what's wrong with being alive.

Some people tried their best to hit my sword. Daqin's Bai Qi and Meng Tian all died under my sword without accident. There are more people who want to prove that they can survive. died.

The best thing in this world is to be a living person.

The time of life is limited.

So it's good to be alive.

Ayu often asks me if I have immortality.

I'll tell her, yes.

Longevity, yes.

There is no such thing as a long-lived person.

If we really share Changsheng with her and stay with me for the rest of my life, and we will never be separated again, then Changsheng seems to be fine.

My time is divided into being with Ayu and killing people.

I like to accompany Ayu, but I don't like to kill people.

Now I have to allocate more time to talk to the person in my head.

"Do you want to live forever?"

"Do not want to."

He would say this every day.

Then he got my answer, he would be silent for a moment, and then he suddenly realized.

There is such a villain in my mind, if Ayu is not around one day, he should be able to chat with me?It's just that his temperament is too boring, and he is a man, so he really has no interest, and he deals with one or two every day.

But today is different.

I see him.

My mind was filled with smog. It seemed that the scene was in a distant snow mountain, which should be called the Western Regions. The teacher told me that after the overthrow of the Great Qin Dynasty, the King of Chu flag would be planted on the highest mountain in the Western Regions.

The teacher's ambition for this place is very strong.

He often mentioned to me that there is a great person in the Western Regions.
Maharaja.

This man, with an ancient and barbaric aura, sat cross-legged on the highest snow-capped mountain in the Western Regions. Blood flowed from his body. From the top of the mountain to the center of the mountain, a straight line running through the mountain went straight down.

He said softly to me: "You can call me Maharaja."

Maharaja's memory is very bad, he would say the same thing every day, today is an exception. Because today he seems to remember something.

This man, sitting in my mind, dwelling in the misty snow-capped mountains, looked at me deeply, and said: "The one who steals the hook, the one who steals the country, the one who steals the immortal, what is it?"

I didn't answer him.

I do not understand.

He said, "You stole my immortality."

In my opinion, this is a joke.

So I answer him.

"I don't need it, and I don't want it."

His memory is really bad. This time he looked at me deeply again. After a long time, he suddenly realized, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and the snow-capped mountains filled with fog again, trying to cover him up. I heard His voice was like a sigh.

"I want to live forever."

The villain in the head appears every day.

But the snow on Daxue Mountain was getting heavier and heavier, and his aura became weaker and weaker.

I know why.

If two souls are crowded into one body, the stronger soul will live and become the master, while the weaker one will sleep and wake up occasionally, for shorter and shorter periods of time, until finally he sleeps forever.

If one day sleeps forever and does not wake up, is it considered dead?
The teacher said, I am his second disciple.

What I want to do is to overthrow Daqin.

After overthrowing Daqin, can I die without waking up?

Thinking about it carefully, this is also very good.

A long life is meaningless. The teacher said that killing people is saving people. I have saved many people. After overthrowing Daqin, what else do I need to subvert?

Gone.

Then the meaning of life will be gone.

At that time, I will share that longevity with Ayu, and she will be with me for a long time.

I repay the teacher's kindness.

After walking around the world, I found that it was nothing more than that.

uninteresting.

It was later discovered that this was not the case.

Stories in this world always start with resistance.

"I will overthrow Daqin, and what will happen after that!"

"I smashed the sky, and what's next!"

"If I don't die, what will happen next!"

"And after that!"

"After that"

"Again"

The angry voice, like thunder rolling, smashed countless dark clouds in the sky, and raged violently.

Yi Xiao's face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His blood was exhausted, and he was almost unable to move.

He only heard three shouts like rolling thunder in his mind, which abruptly woke him up from his coma.

Turn around.

The Bachi Mountain collapsed, and the memory was blank.

When the soul recovered, it was already a long time later.

The little highness sniffed his nose and smelled the damp water vapor. Half of his cheeks were stuck to the wet soil, stained with wetness, and there were also huge and broken scales. In the darkness, he couldn't distinguish the colors, blood stains and As dark as dirt.

There is sword energy entanglement, which is very slight.

There is a bloody smell, very strong.

Yi Xiao raised her head slightly bewildered.

He saw the collapsed rocks, covering the entrance of the huge cave, and an ancient monument that has been preserved for a long time.

There are five ancient characters with awe-inspiring sword spirit on it.

Yi Xiao's lips trembled, and he read it softly.

"Western Chu. Overlord's Tomb."

(End of this chapter)