Chapter 1117: The Grave Keeper
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"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, just remember it, go down. Jin Ge'er said.
Although Fang Xiaowu had many questions, he knew that Jin Ge'er would not tell him, so he didn't ask anymore and walked down the path that Jin Ge'er said.
He walked almost half a mile and couldn't help but want to look back, but in the end, he endured.
He felt that there must be some kind of relationship between Jin Ge'er and the white-haired dragon girl, the white-haired dragon girl's ability was so great, and Jin Ge'er's ability would not be too bad.
Since Jin Ge'er said that he couldn't turn back, then don't look back, and when he meets the white-haired dragon girl in the future, it's not too late to ask the white-haired dragon girl.
So, he stopped looking back and kept moving forward.
Finally, he walked to an ancient tomb and secretly estimated that it was indeed about three miles.
Now that we're on the side of the tomb, there shouldn't be any problem.
Fang Xiaowu looked back and couldn't help but be stunned.
It stands to reason that he had just come from the cloud cave, and when he looked back, he would definitely be able to recognize the way he came, but what he didn't expect was that the road he saw was very different from the road when he came.
The road he had walked was a bluestone road, but the road he saw now was a loess mountain road.
What's going on?
It's obviously the same path, how can such a change happen?
What kind of bird is that starling?
Divine Bird?
Fang Xiaowu really wanted to find someone to ask, but he searched all around the ancient tomb, and he couldn't find half of them.
The ancient tomb occupies a large area, with a radius of about ten zhang, and there is no inscription in front of the tomb, which looks strange.
About three feet away from the ancient tomb, there is a mountain road that winds down, and I don't know where it leads.
Standing on the edge of the ancient tomb and thinking for a while, Fang Xiaowu walked over and went down the mountain road along the mountain road.
Half an hour later, Fang Xiaowu walked outside a verdant bamboo forest, saw a fire in the forest, and walked in.
In the bamboo forest, there was not only the light of the fire, but also a man sitting by the fire.
The fire was strange, made of eight blue sticks of wood, and it burned all the time, as if it would not be extinguished.
Fang Xiaowu stepped forward, arched his hand at the man, and said, "Senior, junior is polite." ā
The man turned his head to look at Fang Xiaowu, but he was an old man with gray hair and a scar on his face.
"You came from the mountains?" asked the old man.
"Yes. Fang Xiaowu replied.
"Since you're coming down from the mountains, let's go, I won't stop you. ā
"Dare to ask the seniors ......"
"I'm a grave keeper, don't ask anything else, let's go. ā
Fang Xiaowu originally wanted to inquire about the situation with this old man, but what this old man said was similar to that of Jin Ge'er, so he was inconvenient to ask more, so he retreated from the bamboo forest.
"Tomb keeper?" Fang Xiaowu thought as he walked, "Who is buried in that ancient tomb? Why is there a tomb keeper? What kind of place is this, how can there be a feeling of a god chattering." ā
After a while, Fang Xiaowu walked to the foot of the mountain, and when he looked back, he was startled.
It turned out that the grave keeper who was still in the bamboo forest before had come to a rock a few feet away at some point, looking down at him condescendingly, and he didn't even notice it in advance, and he was too useless.
Fang Xiaowu originally wanted to say hello to Lao Suo, but when he saw that the other party was looking at him without blinking, as if he was looking at a thief, he looked quite fierce, so he laughed dryly, quickened his pace, and gradually went away.
After the tomb keeper saw Fang Xiaowu go away, he turned around and went up the mountain, and soon after, he disappeared into the mountain.
Ten miles away from the mountain, there is a mountain gate, which is magnificent and tall, and it is extremely magnificent.
When Fang Xiaowu walked here, he looked up, and there were three big characters in his eyes, which were "Minghuang Mountain".
Minghuang Mountain!
The big mountain in the imperial city, the first mountain in the capital.
Could it be that Zhu Wen sent him here?
At this time, I saw a few flashes of lights in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, seven people came outside the mountain gate.
The person at the head is none other than Zhu Wen.
As for the six people behind him, they were all eunuchs from the East Palace, carrying lanterns in their hands.
"Brother Wu, you're out. Zhu Wen said with a smile.
"Brother Wen, you sent me to Minghuang Mountain?"
"It's not me, it's the Dragon Maiden. ā
"White-haired dragon girl, why did she do this? Isn't this Minghuang Mountain royal? Why can she ......?"
"Brother Wu, this matter is a long story, let's leave first. ā
"Good. ā
At that moment, the two of them, surrounded by six lantern eunuchs, left Minghuang Mountain.
Back in the East Palace, Zhu Wen invited Fang Xiaowu to the study and briefly explained what happened.
It turned out that the person who held Fang Xiaowu's body that day was the white-haired dragon girl, in Zhu Wen's words, after the white-haired dragon girl hugged Fang Xiaowu, she quickly took Fang Xiaowu away, and before leaving, let Zhu Wen pick up people outside Minghuang Mountain in two days.
As for why the white-haired dragon girl could bring Fang Xiaowu into Minghuang Mountain, it was because Minghuang Mountain used to be called Yuan Shi Mountain, and Long Yin, the master of the white-haired dragon girl, had been living in seclusion in Yuan Shi Mountain before he stepped into the secular world and helped Zhu Yuanming gain the world.
"Brother Wen, have you ever entered Minghuang Mountain?" Fang Xiaowu asked.
"Nope. Zhu Wen shook his head and said, "Minghuang Mountain is a sacred mountain, except for the emperor, no one dares to step into the mountain gate for half a step." Of course, the dragon girl is a disciple of the dragon envoy, and Minghuang Mountain is her home, and she can come and go freely. ā
"This dragon is very old, isn't it?"
"No, I don't. ā
"No?"
"Yes, I heard my father say that this dragon girl only came out of the Ming Emperor Mountain five years ago, and she was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, but her hair didn't know what was going on, it was as white as snow, and it was inconvenient for my father to ask her name, so he had to call her a white-haired dragon girl. ā
"What about the dragon envoys, where did the dragon envoys go?"
"Only the dragon girl knows about this. ā
"Hehe, I originally thought that this dragon worship was the same as other offerings, and she had stayed in the palace for many years, and it turned out that she was no different from ordinary girls except for her white hair. ā
When Zhu Wen heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Brother Wu, only you dare to say this kind of thing, although the dragon girl has a good personality, she is a disciple of the dragon envoy after all, and I don't dare to treat her as an ordinary woman, so as not to offend her." ā
"She has a good personality?" Fang Xiaowu shook his head, expressing his disapproval, but he didn't explain, and after a moment of conversation, he asked, "Brother Wen, I just said that I stayed in Minghuang Mountain for two or three days, so tomorrow will be July 15?"
"yes. ā
"Brother Wen, I have a big thing to do tomorrow, and I have to leave at noon at the latest, I don't know when I can see you again, I want to ask you to do something for me. ā
When Zhu Wen heard that Fang Xiaowu was leaving tomorrow, he was very reluctant.
However, he knew what kind of person Fang Xiaowu was, and he also knew that it was impossible for any official position to keep Fang Xiaowu, so he dispelled the idea of leaving Fang Xiaowu.
"Brother Wu, please speak. ā
"Song Ci ......"
"I understand, Brother Wu, don't worry, after I ascend the throne, I will posthumously crown Song Ci as the Marquis of Loyal Martial Arts as the Son of Heaven. ā
"Since Brother Wen has already made arrangements, I won't say more. ā
At this time, Zhu Wen hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "Brother Wu, I know that you don't care about fame and fortune, any position is like a white cloud and a dog to you, but after all, you have done a lot of meritorious things, if I don't ......"
Fang Xiaowu laughed and said, "If you want to seal me, it is better to give me the title of Dragon Vein God of War, as for the other titles, I don't want them." ā
"Dragon Vein God of War?"
Zhu Wen thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, let's settle it." ā
Early the next morning, after Fang Xiaowu had a light meal in the palace, he took who I am, Shirley, and Sha Le and left the imperial city.
Before parting, Zhu Wen once said: "Brother Wu, if it weren't for you, there would be no Zhu Wen today." I don't know when we will see each other today, please send me some words and teach me how to be a good emperor. ā
Fang Xiaowu pondered for a while, and said: "I don't know what kind of emperor is a good emperor, maybe a good emperor is a good emperor who kills decisively, maybe a good emperor who is diligent and loves the people, if you have to let me say it, I'll just say two words." Liability. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, not to mention the Ninety-Five Honorable as the king of a country? As for what the responsibility is, I can't say clearly, this needs to be experienced by yourself, Brother Wen. ā
After saying this, Fang Xiaowu left in style.
To be honest, he doesn't know if Zhu Wen can be a good emperor, but so what, there is always someone who wants to sit on the throne.
No one is qualified to say that he can be a good emperor after sitting on the dragon chair.
So whether you can be a good emperor depends on what Zhu Wen does in the future.
You need to know how beautiful words are a thousand times, and it is better to take concrete actions.
......
"Brother. ā
After coming out of the imperial city, who am I, I turned back three times and three times, reluctant to leave, and said, "Why did you leave such a good place, if I were you, I would simply live here, there will be delicious food every day, and there will be beautiful women to see every day, how good it is." ā
Fang Xiaowu smiled and said, "Big brother, if you like it here, why don't you stay." ā
Who am I to hear, but I shook my head and said seriously: "This is not my home, it's okay to play, I really want to stay, I don't want to." ā
"And you're going to let me stay?"
"If you stay, I'll be a guest, and then I can play every day. ā
"So you...... Hey. ā
Fang Xiaowu suddenly couldn't see a figure flickering in the distance, he felt a little familiar, and couldn't help but scream.
By the time he caught up, the man was long gone, and no matter how great he was, he couldn't tell where he had gone.
"Young Master, who are you looking for?" asked Shirley.
"Cher, did you see a little girl just now?"
"Little girl, I don't see it. ā
"It's strange, I don't know that little girl, how can I think her figure is quite familiar......" Fang Xiaowu thought about it, somehow, suddenly thought of someone, but he couldn't believe it, shook his head, and said to himself, "It can't be that little girl, it must be me who is too careful, let's go." ā