Chapter 21 Section Thirteen

The night was dark and it was a gloomy day. The cavalry team approached the gate of Beidu, their dark cloaks were straightened by the night wind, and the steeds galloped at full speed without making a sound.Under the night sky, this royal city built of giant trees and stone foundations looks like a mountain rising out of thin air, standing silently on the flat Shuofang Plain. "Who? If you dare to go one step further, you will shoot arrows!" Suddenly rows of torches were lit on the tower, and the leader of the guard warriors shook his saber, and the archers behind the battlements exposed half of their bodies.Their bows were all drawn, and the arrowheads shone with cold iron light.

The war horse roared in a low voice, and the cavalry stopped under the city gate.There were about forty or fifty of them, and each of them wore a black cloak covering the whole body.With hoods covering their heads, they couldn't see their faces clearly, and the scabbards at their waists were beating on the saddles, making disturbing sounds. The guarding warriors rushed down the city tower in groups, put their spears in a row, and blocked the city gate.The centurion headed among them held a slender saber and stepped forward vigilantly, pointing the saber at the leading knight: "Without the order of the Majesty, you are not allowed to enter or leave the northern capital city at night! Those who dare to break through the barrier can be executed on the spot!"

Two black horses galloped out of the cavalry without a sound, and before the centurion had time to react, the sabers had crossed and locked his neck.The two warriors each covered the leading knight with half of their bodies, without saying a word. The two sides were in a stalemate with difficulty, and the centurion took a few steps back tremblingly. His eyes fell on the two cold swords, and he was surprised to find that the blades had tiny serrations, like countless fine canine teeth biting together. Together, hooking the flesh on his neck, it hurts. "Tiger... tiger and leopard rider..." he said hoarsely.

In the entire grassland, Qingyang's elite cavalry are best at using this kind of toothed sword. This kind of sword can easily cut through leather armor and the body of the enemy. "Put down the knife!" The leader of the cavalry shouted in a low voice. He shook off the black hood that covered half of his face, revealing his gray hair and sharp eyes. The two warriors withdrew their crossed sabers, pulled their horses back and stood quietly behind him. "Do you know me?" the leading samurai lowered his voice and asked the leader.He looked directly at the centurion, and the white cloud in his eyes seemed to glow faintly in the dark night.

"My... Majesty!" The centurion was so startled that he wanted to kneel down. "Get up!" the Maharaja yelled at him in a low voice. The centurion didn't dare to make a sound, and Xiao Bu approached the Maharaja's horse. "Open the city gate. Also," the Maharaja lowered his voice, "No one has left the city tonight, but you haven't seen anything, understand?" The centurion froze for a moment, then hurriedly replied: "Yes!" The cavalry passed through the gate without a sound.The centurion followed the cavalry in awe and sent them out. He suddenly found that the group of warriors didn't light a torch, and all the horses' hooves were covered with soft sheepskin.

Maharaja waved his finger to the southeast, and the cavalry trotted after his horse. "It's here!" The Maharaja finally reined in the horse, waved the whip and pointed to his feet. They didn't know how long they had been galloping on the grassland. Dahesa only felt that the cavalry went to the southeast, then turned to the west, and made a big circle.The tiger and leopard riders got off their horses one after another and launched defenses around them.They were all able-bodied warriors, and they spread out vigilantly with their horn bows, and gathered in groups of three or four to prevent surprise attacks.

The fire was lit, and the Maharaja waved his hand, asking Dahesa to sit down with him and enjoy the fire. The maharaja was silent thoughtfully, and it was inconvenient for Dahesa to interrupt his thinking.He looked around, but couldn't recognize this place, it was a sunken place surrounded by high grass slopes, it was so quiet that there was no wind. "It's strange to bring you here, isn't it?" Maharaja suddenly said. "You used to do weird things too." The majesty smiled: "Shahan, I remember that when my father and Emperor Donglu Fengyan fought twice, you were always by his side to handle the paperwork, didn't you?"

Dahesa nodded: "Yes, it was almost fifty years ago." There are not many people in the Qingyang tribe who are really proficient in Donglu characters, and Dahesa is one of them. In order to study the astrological classics, he has worked hard on the characters of various ethnic groups since he was a child. "I heard that the great emperor of Donglu sent a letter to his father to persuade him to surrender, and his father only replied with five words, saying, 'Fight, only die, don't surrender.'" "King Qindahan's letter of war has always been so short, but the letter of the emperor of the Eastern Continent to persuade him to surrender is not very long. I still remember that it was thirty-four characters, saying, 'Life is short, soldiers are inauspicious, and hundreds of corpses are piled up. Wan, nothing more than the people, as the king, if you suffer the punishment of the ax and the axe in Jiuyou's lower body, can you feel at ease?' The scholars of the Eastern Continent said that these two letters were written by the emperor, and they have different styles, but they can teach their children and grandchildren."

The majesty sighed: "After so many years, there is no hero on the grassland who can negotiate with the Donglu people face to face..." He fell silent.Dahesa turned his head to look at his silent side face, and his heart suddenly brightened: "Someone from Donglu is here!" The Maharaja raised his hand to stop him. "Yes, someone is coming. It's just that it's not an ordinary person." The Maharaja lowered his voice and shook his head again. Dahesa looked into his eyes and felt a sense of awe.He and Maharaja have been friends since childhood. When the cavalry from Shuobei broke through the gates of Beidu, thousands of horses galloped around the golden tent, and countless torches were thrown over them, almost turning Maharaja and the golden tent into a sea of ​​flames. The maharajah also wielded his epee as usual, commanding the remaining companion warriors to fight to the death.Who did the Maharaja of the Northland fear?Dahesa really didn't know, even if there was, it was just a historical hero like King Xun and King Chindahan.

He stuffed a pot of tobacco firmly into the smoke pot, lit it and took a puff, and held it to the Maharaja: "Take a puff?" The Maharaja took it in silence, took a deep breath, and the curling green smoke rolled out of his nostrils. He let out a long breath and regained his usual expression. "Shahan, what do you say is the greatest power in the world?" "The greatest power in the world?" Dahesa hesitated, "Is that the hands of Pantar God? He holds an ax in his left hand that splits the world, and a sword that can kill all life in the world in his right hand. Turning axes and swords, and with each turn, heaven and earth are born and destroyed."

"Do you still need to tell me this? We children in Qingyang, which one of us has never heard the story of Pantar God... But those people say that they are stars, and those people say that the movement of stars is the master of everything, even God It cannot be changed. Shahan, do you believe it?" "The movement of the stars? But everything is in the hands of Pantar God..." Dahesa stopped suddenly, and turned his ear to his back.He listened for a while, then suddenly got up and ran a few steps over there.The voice finally became clear. It was the voice of a man. His singing voice floated in the dark night sky, accompanied by some musical instrument that whimpered softly, like a flute, but the sound of the flute was not so deep, like a sheng Jia, but Shengqi is not so vigorous. "Here we come!" Maharaja also got up. The warriors of the Tiger and Leopard Riders exchanged glances, stepped forward together, and spread out in the shape of a half-moon in front of the Maharaja and Dahesa, with the gap facing the direction of the Maharaja, and half-drawn the horn bow in their hands. Dahesa touched the dagger on his chest.That is the "Bear Knife" handed down from the previous Dahesa. It is said that the soul of the Bear King resides in it. It is a holy knife to exorcise evil spirits.He felt a little uneasy, he didn't know why, the singing made him feel uneasy, there seemed to be some danger hidden in the silence. "Calm down!" the Maharaja shouted. Dahesa listened to the man's song with all his heart, but found that he couldn't understand everything he sang, but he had a strange feeling. Where had he heard this kind of ancient and mysterious song, as if it had been heard from a very ancient time? It has always been imprinted in his mind. The sounds of singing and musical instruments are close, and it’s okay to listen to them from a distance, but the closer the sound is, the tighter Dahesa’s heart is.He suddenly found that he couldn't tell where those voices were coming from, they were everywhere, like countless people playing and singing Gu Xuan's songs from all directions.The moonlight suddenly fell, and he looked up, and saw a gap in the black cloud, and a full moon was hanging in the sky.Along that crack, the entire black cloud split and dissipated, and the starry sky was also revealed, and the sky was full of clear light.On the vast and boundless grassland around, every blade of grass reflects the cold light of the stars and the moon. The vast and boundless grassland... He was born on this grassland, but it was the first time he felt the vastness of the grassland, and he couldn't help being in awe. The Maharaja held his epee and looked at the south without moving.His gaze regained its sharpness, and it was still the sharpness of the Hokuriku Maharaja. In the direction of his gaze, the horizon had a blue-white gleam, and shadows rose from the faint light.The black shadow of a lonely horse stood silently in the light, and the owner on its back held a huge banner high.He was as tall as a giant god, wearing a heavy armor full of thorns, as if he had stepped out of an ancient mural.Although it was just a silhouette, Dahesa felt his gaze—a condescending, imperial gaze. More black shadows rose slowly and gathered around him, every shadow looked so similar.The horses sprayed billowing white gas, and the warriors adjusted their formation.They galloped up, their black cloaks were blown up by the wind, and the heavy armor plates on their bodies collided with each other, making frightening noises. The leader held up a black flag with cool silver light flowing from it. Dahesa wanted to step back, but couldn't move.He greeted the cavalry from a distance without blinking.His blurry old eyes became so sharp, he could clearly see the muscles on the horse's body jumping, the white gas emitted by the horse, and the armor pieces of the warriors falling together... The invisible coercion was pushed in front of him like a wall, and he was almost out of breath. The leading samurai raised the flag high, paused, and plunged into the soil.The ground seemed to tremble, and the warriors got off their horses and lined up silently in two lines, leaving a passage in the middle. The whimpering that had been stopped for a long time sounded again, and Dahesa felt the pressure on his chest suddenly eased.The huge black banner suddenly rose, and behind the black banner stood a man in black, holding a round pottery in his hand, with silvery white hair all over his head.It was an old man, tall and thin, tall and straight, wearing the same black cloak as the warriors, as black as the boundless night, half of his face was covered by the raised collar. The warriors of the tiger and leopard cavalry also felt the same terrible pressure. No one gave orders, all of them had already drawn their bows, and the arrows were on the string, ready to go.The entire formation has turned into a reverse crescent moon. If arrows are fired now, this mysterious team will be nailed to death in the center of the moon by dozens of feathered arrows. "Put away your bows and arrows! Stand back and make way for our distinguished guests." The Maharaja shouted. "See you again, Mr. Shan Bikong." He bowed slightly to the old man. "Thank you Majesty, we came late." Shan Bikong bowed his chest with barbarian etiquette, "On the way, I met a large group of elk fetching water by the river, and the moonlight shone on their soft backs, and I couldn't see the end , like a mother's chest. I was greedy to see the beauty of the grassland, and I was a step too late." He shook off his black cloak and sat cross-legged by the fire. The maharaja gave Dahesa a hand, and the two sat down opposite the old man. "The messenger crossed the strait a few days ago and delivered a letter written by His Majesty." Shan Bikong gestured with his hand. A handsome young man stepped out from among the warriors. Like Shan Bikong, he was not wearing any armor, and his black robe was embroidered with golden rose patterns.Holding the crimson lacquer box in his hand, he half-kneeled in front of the Maharaja, bowed his head and presented the box high up.The Maharaja opened the box, and there was only a thin envelope inside. What the Maharaja pulled out from the envelope was a golden letterhead.He rubbed it repeatedly in his hand for a moment, then handed it to Dahesa: "Shahan, look at what's inside." When Dahesa pinched the letter paper, he was slightly surprised.It wasn't paper at all, but a thin sheet of gold, glowing black and golden in the moonlight.He suppressed his astonishment and carefully unfolded the golden letter. The two folded pages were separated in gold. The exquisite Donglu characters were engraved on the gold pages with extremely delicate engraving, and a palm-sized seal was printed in the middle. : "As high as the sky, as far as the earth, the emperor's trust is in Kyushu." His hands trembled violently: "This is..." "Is it true?" the Maharaja asked in a low voice. "It's true..." Dahesa nodded He finally raised his head: "I can't remember wrongly... When I was young, I read the letter written by Emperor Fengyan to King Qindahan, and it was printed with this seal. Even the gap is exactly the same, Chao When the empire fell, the emperor of the last days threw the stone seal of Zhenguo at the founding emperor of Dayin, and the stone seal was broken in two, and was later fixed with a gold hoop, but this trace will never disappear." Shan Bikong nodded slightly: "Such a knowledgeable person can only be Shahan Dahesa, right? This golden book is the letter of credence from the great emperor of the Yin Dynasty in Tianqi City, Donglu. It was written by His Majesty the Emperor himself, and engraved by artisans of the Shaofu. It is printed with the seal of our Dayin Township. I am the emperor's messenger." "Emperor Donglu's...secret envoy?" Dahesa couldn't believe what he had heard. "Not just a secret envoy," Shan Bikong said respectfully, "but also an alliance envoy who hopes to change the future and bring great prosperity to the grassland barbarians." "Alliance?" "Yes, Shahan," the Majesty said, "Mr. Shan Bikong claims to be the secret envoy of the Emperor of the Eastern Continent. His purpose of coming is to make an alliance with our Qingyang Department in the name of a vassal state!" "We also hope to see the powerful iron cavalry of the barbarians appear on the land of the Eastern Continent, galloping freely!" "Is this impossible?" Dahesa said decisively, "I never believe such a statement." Shan Bikong seemed to have expected his reaction, but shook his head lightly: "In the era of Emperor Fengyan, of course it was impossible, but now..." He pondered for a moment: "The majesty and Dahesa both know about the Mighty King Ying Wuyi, right? Lihou Ying Wuyi, who was entrusted in the southern barbarian land of Yuezhou, has always been a loyal minister that His Majesty relies on. It's a good rumor, but His Majesty the Emperor thought that he served the king many times, and even the royal family wiped out the Marquis Qiu of Jin who wanted to make trouble, so he has always been praised. But in April this year, Ying Wuyi brought five thousand thunders The cavalry appeared under the city of the imperial capital as if descended from the sky, and took control of Tianqi City, and then the 40,000 red brigade army attacked from inside and outside and broke through the barrier of the imperial capital, Shangyang Pass. Ying Wuyi has completely exposed the conspiracy thief, intending to threaten the emperor, Order the entire Eastern Continent." Maharaja and Dahesa glanced at each other without speaking. "Actually, there is no need to deny that it is not only Ying Wuyi, there are many princes who intend to dominate. The power of the imperial dynasty itself has been weakened for many years, and it is no longer possible to suppress them. Ying Wuyi can't afford troops, and there will be others. The princes that the royal family can rely on today are probably only Tang Gong Baili, but the military strength of the Tang Dynasty is really insignificant compared with other princes. It is for this reason that I wrote to His Majesty the Emperor, hoping to break through the restrictions that have been imposed for many years. Form an alliance with Qingyang in the name of Xia Tang. With the help of the barbarian iron cavalry and the financial resources of Xia Tang, there is no need to worry about not being able to subdue the princes and restore the majesty of the royal family." Dahesa still shook his head: "But isn't the emperor worried? Isn't it the most taboo thing in the Eastern Continent for our barbarian cavalry to set foot on the land of the Eastern Continent?" Shan Bikong sighed faintly: "Perhaps we will have to share the land of Donglu with the majesty. But instead of watching the rebellious princes destroy the foundation of dozens of generations of the Bai royal family, it is better to give up some of them to those who can help us. Otherwise, it is hard to say whether the Bai family will be able to protect their ancestral temple ten years later! What is even more frightening is..." He also showed a look of awe on his face, he pressed his chest lightly, looked up at the starry sky, and got up Kneeling silently, performed the ancient etiquette. "What's even more frightening," he stood up, "we have received a terrible prophecy. This world will no longer be dominated by our Eastern Continent Empire, it will be divided, and powerful enemies will come from the north, dividing the glory of the empire. Kuafu and the Feathermen are not a threat under our Donglu's strong soldiers and heavy armor, so this enemy can only be the grassland people." "So you want to take the initiative to give up the land?" Dahesa looked straight into his eyes. "yes." "This is a joke!" Dahesa suddenly said loudly, "This is a liar's remarks. Who can predict things in such a distant future? I am Dahesa from Qingyang, and I also watch the stars to judge good luck , Mr. Shan, don’t use the fate of nothingness as a cover! What is the purpose of your coming?” Shan Bikong still smiled: "I know Dahesa will be suspicious. Yes, ordinary people cannot predict the distant future, but Dahesa should not underestimate our strength." He stood up suddenly, opened his arms towards the sky, and stood proudly in the starlight like an emperor, "We are the messengers of the gods of the stars, we can hear his whispers, and we have its great power. Dahesa really thought that Do we need to lie and cheat to gain anything? We can get what we want!" He took out something from his arms and handed it to Dahesa. "Look at Dahesa's hand, what is this?" "Mirror." Dahesa fiddled with the heavy bronze mirror suspiciously. It looked like an ancient object from the Eastern Continent. It couldn't tell the age. The thick patina had already filled the Kui Thunder pattern on the back, but the front was still polished smooth and translucent. Human hair is clearly illuminated. "It's not a mirror," Shan Bikong smiled, "It's Dahe Sashahan Chaodelaji from the Qingyang tribe of the barbarians." "You... how do you know my name?" Dahesa was taken aback. There are only a handful of people who know the name "Shahan" in Qingyang Department. "That's not your name, that's that person's name. Now you look in the mirror and you see him." Shan Bikong still smiled slightly. Dahesa turned over the mirror and saw a familiar face in it, which was himself. "What is Mr. Shan trying to say? That's my shadow, and this is the mirror!" He felt a little strange when he said the words, "No, you are nothing, Dahe Sashahan Chaodela of the Qingyang Department is in your hands." Dahesa felt that his voice was so ethereal, he wanted to look away from the mirror, but he suddenly found that he could no longer do it.His line of sight fell behind the mirror. Inside the mirror was a wave of water. The face inside was so familiar, with a trace of wrinkles, a bald head, and a pair of eyes with a sly smile under the gray eyebrows. He and the man's eyes met, and the man suddenly smiled softly at him. Great fear enveloped his head, he threw down the mirror and looked around, but there was no one around him.He is not on the grassland, he is in the golden tent! Everything was wrong and he had a splitting headache. He rushed out of the gold tent.He could not see the majestic Cloudy Mountains to the east, nor the surrounding fence and other tents, nor the braziers that always surrounded them.Everything is gone, only the grassland as flat as water and the sky full of stars and moons are left.He panted and ran a few steps, but it was useless, nothing. He turned around suddenly, and the tent was gone.There is only one bright mirror, lying on the grass, reflecting the starlight in the sky. The man stood up slowly from the mirror, and he opened his arms to the sky.The wind blows his white robe, and he wears Qingyang's sacred bear knife on his chest, praying to the sky.He is Qingyang's Dahesali Changchuan Shahan Chaodelaji. He is performing an ancient ritual and calling out to the starry sky. The stars brightened, their light became fiery and intense, and their color changed to a dazzling blue and white.The surrounding heat seemed to be surrounded by boiling water, and the pores of Dahesa's body were tightly shrunk.He looked at the sky tremblingly, the dazzling light seemed to burn his eyes out completely in an instant, but he could clearly see the rays of light that did not exist in the world. The sky swung behind, each blow was enough to shatter the sky, the sky cracked and burned because of their struggle. The light that filled the sky flowed down, like a heavy rain of punishment fire.Every drop of rain fell on Dahesa's body, burning his body and turning him into a ball of fire.The sky is getting lower and lower, and the earth is melting.The person who stood up in the mirror, now Dahesa also believes that he is the real Shahan Chaodraji, he walked ten steps towards the southeast, northwest, each step, the footprints of light became holy marks, in the lava-like The most blazing white light radiated from the earth. His suddenly blue shadow swelled thousands of times, turned around suddenly, and Dahesa realized that his face had turned into a mountain blue sky. "Up and down in all directions, the sky and the earth are vaulted, I am the lord of the world!" Shan Bikong put his hand on the top of Dahesa's head, "Do you want me to save you from destruction?" Dahesa was about to kneel down, his knees were already soft, and he was completely overwhelmed by that majesty.That is not the majesty of an emperor, but the majesty of a god! He gritted his teeth, maybe his teeth were gone, burned by the flames, he didn't know. There is a feeling on the teeth, he still has teeth, and he still has a mouth. "Wufang... Wufang Realm..." He roared with the last of his strength, "This is an illusion!" The pores all over his body opened, and the sweat drained out all at once, and his whole body seemed to collapse and fell down on his back. Someone held him up. He was still sitting on the prairie under the night sky, facing a bonfire, holding the mirror in his hand.The Maharaja sat beside him, with his hands on his shoulders.Before he woke up, Maharaja was clearly shaking him desperately, but he didn't feel it at all. "Wufang..." Dahesa panted, "That is the realm of Wufang!" "As expected of the smartest person on the grassland," Shan Bikong nodded, "Yes, this is Miluo's illusion technique, the 'Boundless Realm' of Wumingliu. Dahesa has seen through it, my illusion It also failed." "Shahan! Shahan! You...what the hell happened to you? What did you see?" Dahesa gasped and looked into Maharaja's eyes. After a long silence, he shook his head tiredly. Shan Bikong added a wooden branch to the fire, "You don't need to ask. What Dahesa saw is definitely not the same situation as what the Maharaja saw last time. Although the realm of no squares itself is an illusion, it reflects What comes out is everyone's true heart, and the most fearful things in your heart will be reflected in the mirror." "What is Dahesa afraid of?" Dahesa didn't answer his question, but just stared at him: "I never thought that there would be someone in this world who could manipulate the milo illusion that paralyzes five senses and completely sinks people into nothingness. This is a terrifying power. You can indeed use it to get anything you want, but what exactly do you want from Qingyang? You deceived us with illusions, and want us to surrender at the feet of you Donglu people?" Shan Bikong shook his head: "We are the masters of the world. The power we possess is beyond comprehension by ordinary people. We can bring the dead back to life, and even make the living die; we can crack the earth and melt the snow-capped mountains; We can summon the light like the sun, or we can make the world fall into night forever. We follow the guidance of the stars and come here to point out the great future of the barbarians to the majesty. There is absolutely no trick. Dahesa, although you just now You have seen through the true nature of Miluo's illusion, but if I don't stop performing it, can you free yourself from the illusion?" Dahesa pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "Although I saw through it, I couldn't get rid of it. You could kill me in the illusion at that time. I have never heard of such a thing. Even if I see through it, I will still be killed by you I can feel that you have unlocked the illusion yourself." "No matter what kind of illusion in the world, as long as it is seen through, or the deluded person's mind exceeds that of the person who casts it, he will immediately collapse by himself. Illusion, this is because what I added to Dahesa at that time were two overlapping illusions, and Dahesa only saw through one." Shan Bikong stood up, stepped back, and quietly stared at Maharaja and Dahesa Hesa. He suddenly raised his arms and gave a low shout to the sky. All the starlight suddenly disappeared, and the sky above was still covered by dark clouds.Dahesa stood up in surprise and looked around. The fire, the tiger and leopard riders, and the black horse warriors were all there.But the imperial majesty of the black horse warriors was gone at this time, they were just guards wearing Donglu-style iron armor. Shan Bikong bowed deeply: "Actually, when Maharaja came here with his troops, he had already walked into my illusion. It was going to rain, and such gloomy weather was not suitable for our important meeting, so I Let the stars shine. The followers I bring are ordinary warriors, but I use illusion to make them look like the followers of the ancient Valkyrie - those mysterious "Iron Emperors". Dahesa is not complete, the greatest Illusion is not to seal off one person's five senses, but to seal off the five senses of the whole world, maybe in this way, you can feel the real existence." "To plead guilty to Maharaja and Dahesa, I don't mean to deceive, but I just hope to prove with my strength that I am not a liar, but come with great power and mission." Shan Bikong actually knelt down on one knee , saluted solemnly. Dahesa and Maharaja looked at each other, and Dahesa swallowed a mouthful of saliva lightly, only then did he feel that the sweat all over his body was cold, and he shivered from the ice sticking to his body. The majesty stood up: "You said just now that you can bring the dead back to life, and you can even make the living die?" "Yes." Shan Bikong replied without hesitation. "Then, show me if you have real power besides illusion. My son is seriously ill now and is about to die. Can Mr. Shan revive him?" "Is this the condition for the majesty to trust us?" The Maharaja was silent. "That's good," Shan Bikong nodded slightly, I would like to lower my status for the mission of God, and expose my face in front of the world, "Let's go and see the prince." In the middle of the night, Mu Li's tent was brightly lit. Everyone was expelled far away. The warriors guarding the golden tent surrounded the tents into iron barrels. Mu Li and Mrs. Ying were not allowed to go in, and only a line of black-clothed teams could be seen guarding the warriors from a distance. Under his guard, he hurriedly stepped into Shizi's tent, followed by Maharaja and Hesa.Dahesa was the last to enter, and the curtains of the tent were tightly closed. The long black flag was left outside, fluttering in the night wind.People watched from a distance, and the silver embroidered star and moon light flowed on it. "This is my son." The Maharaja lifted off the brocade covering Asule's body. Shan Bikong frowned slightly, and looked at his followers. A young mystic walked out of the crowd soundlessly, came to the bedside, pressed his fingers lightly on Asule's chest, and the blood immediately leaked out through the bandage. The young man closed his eyes and stood silently for a while, then began to chant in his mouth. His hands gently pressed the child's whole body, as gentle as a slender and graceful woman playing a beautiful guqin.A look of surprise gradually appeared on his face, and he couldn't help opening his eyes.With a flick of his fingers, the child straightened up. "How is it?" Shan Bikong asked in a low voice. "I've never seen such an injury before." The young man shook his head. "It's as if some kind of force blasted the skin of his whole body from inside. The blood vessels must have also ruptured, right? And his internal organs and tendons." ...how did you get hurt?" Shan Bikong glanced at Maharaja. Maharaja shook his head. Shan Bikong nodded: "Can it be saved?" "It seems that there is no other way. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is dead," the young man hesitated, "unless..." "We want him to come back to life!" "Yes!" The young man bowed his head in salute, he suddenly kneeled down solemnly, and kissed Shan Bikong's shoes. Shan Bikong rolled up his sleeves, his wrists were white and delicate, far from the vicissitudes of his face, dark and thin.The servant immediately brought clear water, Shan Bikong dipped his hands in the water, and flicked the water drops on the young man's head.He paced around the bed slowly, singing in a low voice, and the young man sang along with him, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding Azule's hand.There is an indescribable tacit understanding in the singing of the two, but their singing is incomprehensible, far from Donglu's language. Dahe Sara took the Maharaja back a step, and both of them felt uncomfortable, as if the chanting sound came from their own cranial cavity, it was low, but the vibration made the skull numb. Asule's body trembled slightly, and the young man trembled along with him.He was originally fair, but at this moment the skin all over his body became transparent, as if light was shining from his body, it was indescribably weird. The chants became deeper and more coherent, like an ancient curse, and like low thunder.The young man held Asule's hand, shaking more and more violently.Dahesa's whole body began to go numb, and he couldn't help but want to cover his ears.At this time, Shan Bikong suddenly stopped and stomped his feet lightly.All sounds suddenly disappeared, and the tent was as quiet as if nothing had happened. "Okay. Don't disturb the patient's rest. Come out with me." Shan Bikong shook off his sleeves and walked out first, and the young man followed behind him silently. Mrs. Ying, who had been waiting outside for a long time, rushed in impatiently. Maharaja was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed out: "Mr. Shan! Mr. Shan!" Shan Bikong didn't answer him, he stopped outside the tent, the young man knelt at his feet.Shan Bikong put his hand on his head: "My child, the majesty of the Great God is with you, your soul will be immortal, walk in the sky forever, and live with the stars." Shan Bikong slowly withdrew his hand, a happy smile appeared on the young man's face, and the smile froze on his face.His body shriveled suddenly, his skin quickly turned white and then gray, shriveled, and finally wrapped tightly around the bones.Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, as if the death of a tree was completed in an instant.The young man turned into a skinned skeleton, with two lifeless eyeballs silently facing the sky in his sunken eye sockets. Shan Bikong had an extra short stick in his hand, and he stepped forward and tapped on the young man's shoulder.The skeleton collapsed suddenly, the skin shattered into ashes and drifted away with the breeze, and there was almost no flesh and blood on the pile of gray bones, as if it had been dead for thousands of years. "My son... my son is awake! My son is awake!" Mrs. Ying rushed out of the tent shouting in surprise, seeing everyone staring at a pile of bones in horror, Shan Bikong knelt in front of the bones and sang softly. sing about something. The Maharaja lifted the curtain and saw Asule on the bed with his eyes open, and nodded to him with difficulty. The maids and doctors rushed in, and when the Maharaja stepped out of the tent, the bones had already been packed away.Shan Bikong was waiting there, and his entourage surrounded him.A companion had just died, but these attendants did not show any sadness. The red wooden box held by one of them should be the corpse of a young man. "Thank you Mr. Shan." Maharaja went up to salute. Shan Bikong replied: "We do possess great power, but life is a gift from God. To snatch people back from the hands of death, there is always a price to pay. Your majesty has seen that my student sacrificed himself, Saved the life of the son. We came from the far east with sincerity, and we never lied, can your majesty repay me with the same sincerity?" "I already understand that Mr. Shan is waiting for our good news in Apocalypse City." "The gods of the stars put the sacred majesty on the majesty's head. The envoys sent by the majesty, the golden book is the proof." Shan Bikong took the reins from the entourage, "This is not where we should stay for a long time place, I'm taking my leave." "Mr. Shan, Mr. Shan! Wait a minute." Dahesa chased him out of the tent. Shan Bikong nodded slightly: "Does Dahesa have anything else to ask me?" Dahesa took a few breaths and lowered his voice: "Sir, you have such a great power that you can revive people who are dying, and you can create such awe-inspiring illusions. Do you still want to fight for power and a family?" Are you working hard for the survival of the Bai family? What makes you loyal to the Bai family?" Shan Bikong was silent for a while: "Dahesa's gaze is as sharp as an eagle! We are not just loyal to the royal family of the same surname. Birds will never understand the heart of a big eagle, because it does not fly high enough and sees wide enough. We Do not surrender to anyone, only surrender under the stars, with a great mission." "Great mission?" "Until someone sees the end of the world, when the stars and moons are swollen like the noonday sun, and the glory of the last battle of the gods bury all life. Then all our faith and sacrifices will be known to the world , "Shan Bikong stepped on the steed with the support of the warriors, and looked back at Dahesa, "There is no peaceful world. God created this world to make it a battlefield." Dahesa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly caught up a few steps: "The battle of the gods at the end of the day..." "Enough." Shan Bikong didn't turn his head back, his voice went away with the sound of horseshoes, "In the mirror, what you saw, I saw too. Dahesa is the smartest person in the barbarians, and he already knows too much No hero can save this world from destruction, and we are all just pawns on the chessboard of the gods. Knowing too much is worse than ignorance." This was the first time Amochi saw the teacher lost his mind. He seemed to understand something, but at the same time he seemed to be completely confused. He stared blankly into the distance until the black team disappeared at the end of the world.