Devil’s Advent

Liu Dahu went to refill a bag of herbal tea for his father who was sleeping next door to the handsome tent. The herbal tea was made from tea leaves and brown sugar, with some mint in it. It tasted sweet after cooling down. He would refill it for his father every day. twice.

The prince doesn't drink herbal tea very much. To be exact, the prince doesn't like sweet things very much.

The prince said that there are still many people in the east of Jin who are still having a difficult life. Before the life is sweet, he can't swallow the candy.

Liu Dahu believed in this;

After all, who can resist the temptation of sugar?

Afterwards, Liu Dahu walked into the handsome tent lightly;

Chen Xianba sat there reviewing the papers by fire and candles. In fact, they had already been approved and would be sent down by messenger soldiers in the middle of the night, but Chen Xianba would still read them again.

Liu Dahu brought Chen Xianba a plate of baked steamed buns and put them in front of Chen Xianba.

Chen Xianba put down the booklet, stepped aside a little, picked up a piece of steamed bun, covered it with his hand, and bit it carefully;

The baked buns are crispy and easy to make a sound when biting, but behind the curtain, the prince is sleeping, and he doesn't want to make too much noise.

Originally, steamed buns had to be smeared with sauce, the kind of miso that soldiers served with meals, but because of the smell, Liu Dahu didn't put it on.

Liu Dahu sat down, wiped his hands with the slightly wet handkerchief hanging from his waist, carefully picked up the booklet and began to look through it.

After reading the questions and matters in the booklet, he also read Chen Xianba's reply, so he read it very slowly.

In fact, Liu Dahu was selected by Zheng Fan to stay by his side as a personal guard, not only because he is the son of the Juggernaut;

It's very simple, if you want to bind the Juggernaut to protect yourself, and keep his son by your side, at the critical moment, will the Juggernaut protect his son or King Pingxi?

If you really want to support and cooperate, you can throw it under the general's hands early to practice.

Staying by my side is because Liu Dahu is down-to-earth.

The brain is stupid, it depends on who you compare it with, compared with Chen Xianba, a monstrous existence like Chen Xianba, whose light will be suppressed by the prince of Zhenbei, no one's children will look smart.

But this kind of steadfastness is rare.

King Pingxi once worried for a moment, when Chen Xianba grows up to be able to take charge of his own affairs, will there be rebellion in the back of his head?

But for Liu Dahu, the prince has never had the slightest doubt. This child, as long as he needs it, will always stand in front of him with a knife.

handsome tent outside,

Zheng Man was already asleep, snoring.

On the other side of the curtain, King Pingxi who was asleep suddenly frowned.

At the same time, the red stone placed beside the bed stood up, and a black baby figure slowly emerged.

Mowan tilted his head,

Looking at my sleeping father,

It seems very hesitant.

His father had a dream, it seemed that the dream was not very good, but it had nothing to do with him, it was not his fault;

It stands to reason that when a person is having a nightmare, you should wake him up, that is... "rescue him".

But Mowan knew better, with his "natural evil" always by his side, it was basically impossible for normal evil spirits or even disturbed emotions to disturb his father.

It's like when the savages in the snow field spend the winter in Jindi, they only feel that this winter is so warm and warm.

so,

His father shouldn't have nightmares;

done now,

Will it...

Mowan's character is very violent, which is innate, but it does not mean that he is a stupid child;

Stupid children can't do such a thing as secretly "ghostly neutering" their own father for several years.

Mowan turned sideways, as if looking at the two idiots sitting outside.

A naive critic who reads the brochure very seriously,

An idiot who is not so idiotic when he is gnawing on steamed buns,

It seems that these two are useless at this time;

finally,

Magic Pill didn't call for anyone.

but floated on the bed,

bent down,

Stretch out your little palm,

Put it on his own father's forehead.

...

Am I dreaming?

Zheng Fan has actually realized that he is dreaming. He is standing in a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, surrounded by green grass and fragrant fragrance.

He remembered where he was, and knew that he was at war now, so it was impossible for him to appear here, but when he raised his head and saw the figure sitting on the hillside with his back facing him, Zheng Fan deliberately did not let his Consciousness to forcibly break this dream.

dreaming, like diving;

When you realize you're dreaming, the next thing to do is to be pushed out of the water by buoyancy, which is... waking up.

But some people can control the continuation of their dreams, especially Zheng Fan.

This is not because Zheng Fan is different from ordinary people in terms of spiritual power, the blind man is a spiritual power man, he is not;

The reason is that the magic pill has been on his body many times. In fact, this is a way of forcibly stimulating the physical body, because after each possession, Zheng Fan's strength still depends on himself, but the magic pill can push himself It's nothing more than covering it with your combat experience and awareness to achieve supernormal performance.

Anyone who is possessed by ghosts again and again will always have some changes, just like the river is constantly being hit by floods, and it will naturally widen.

Zheng Fan can't use mental power now, but the strength of mental power is already terrifying, at least in his "consciousness", he can make more manipulations.

Taking a step, he began to walk up the hillside.

The slope is not high, but when walking up, I am very tired, the air seems to be getting thinner and thinner, and I start to pant.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, almost lifting his feet step by step;

finally,

Zheng Fan walked up the slope.

turn your face away,

Look at the man sitting on the hillside.

Coincidentally, that person also turned his head at this time.

Zheng Fan saw... himself.

Yes,

The person sitting on the hillside looks exactly like himself.

"Are you disappointed?"

Zheng Fan sat down, panted, and said:

"kind of."

"Then who do you want to see?"

Zheng Fan didn't answer.

"I know, what you want to see is King Jingnan."

Zheng Fan still didn't answer.

"But it's your dream, your own dream."

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "So, in my dream, can't I look at other people?"

"What's the point? My face, of course, can be transformed into the appearance of other people, King Jingnan's, Zhenbei's, the former emperor's, and Ji Laoliu's;

even,

Siniang's, Xiong Liqing's, Liu Ruqing's, and even Princess Fu's are fine.

Do you want to see it?

But what's the point if you see it?

In essence, what you see is still me, or yourself, it’s nothing more than a change of skin. In your dreams, don’t deceive yourself. "

"I was fucking taught by myself in my own dream?"

"Is it strange? What I said is what you said. You are actually talking to yourself. I am a part of you."

"This dialogue is too cliche. If you continue to say that you are my demon, another me that I split, then I will really throw up."

"You are a martial artist, where did you get the demons from? Are you worthy?"

"grass!"

"That is to say, at the very beginning, in the desert camp, Ah Cheng and San'er caught a few fish for you to operate on. The first time you killed someone, you lost your mind a few times.

but do you remember,

After that barbarian's blood splashed on your face, you even licked it. You probably thought the smell of blood was not bad at the time.

The first time I killed someone, I always felt that I became a man all of a sudden.

The first time I lost my mind, it was nothing more than the night when Tian Wujing killed himself, but were you surprised by the dead? What you were haunted by the nightmare was Tian Wujing's sentence: I started from Tianjia.

After that, your road is actually quite smooth.

After all, there are seven demon kings by your side.

Even if they help a pig, they can still help produce results. "

"are you crazy?"

"Are you in a hurry? Why are you in a hurry? What I said is actually what you think in your heart. Of course, you are much better than a pig.

In fact, you are already very good and excellent, look back at you when you were at the Tiger Head City Inn, look at you now, look back at the relationship between you and your demon kings in the past, and look at you now The relationship between.

You have mastered the initiative more and more, and you have gradually begun to become their master in a real sense.

devil,

They are all ready to conceive for you and give birth to you. "

"I don't believe this is what I mean, to Siniang."

"Do I need to lie to you? Do I need to lie to myself? When Siniang said that she wanted to have a child for you, what was more in your heart was actually the sense of accomplishment in the male desire to conquer."

"I don't want to do this dream. For the first time, I feel that I am a badass."

"How can a person's heart be really clean? Even a child may seem innocent, but when he plays with ants on the ground, how cruel is that?

It is indeed a pain to face the heart directly;

Because usually, you can't find out that there is so much dirt hidden deep in your heart.

But what you think in your heart is actually secondary, it depends on what you are doing.

You've been doing great, really;

Also, you are sincere to Si Niang, but you are too mean to other women.

In addition, the recent Princess Fu, when she asked Zhao Yuannian to wait outside the house, you actually had an urge to try, which is more than any ex-husband..."

"Shut up!"

"I understand your feelings, think about it for yourself, and another person suddenly appears and tells you, even if this person is also you, the feeling is completely different, right?

It's like, when you stare at the sketch drawn by your own photo, you will feel more and more strange the more you look at it.

Just like you wrote in a plot when you were drawing the "Magic Pill" comics.

When Magic Maru looked at himself in the mirror,

It felt a kind of... fear. "

at this time,

On the sky, clusters of dark clouds appeared, and then, a baby's face emerged.

magic pill,

came in;

He saw two men sitting on the hillside,

Then,

Mowan was angry.

Immediately afterwards,

The magic pill is gone.

He thought something damn happened to his damn father,

The result is that this father is playing with himself,

By the way,

Scared my own son enough.

The magic pill is angry,

just go back.

"So, why should I have this dream?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Because you have doubts and fears in your heart, this is the first time you have dispatched so many troops to lead the army as a commander-in-chief.

There is no King Jingnan, and there is no Liang Cheng.

When you set off, you were already a little panicked, and you were afraid that you were overconfident;

Because you've won so many times, you can't afford to lose.

The one who can't afford to lose is never Yan Guo, but yourself.

This is your second life, and it is also the life you want to grasp and live well. You don't want to get any stains in this life.

In Zhaodiliang, facing the allied forces of Ganchu with their heads shrunk, you actually have no way to break the situation. Even if you seem to have wisdom in your hands, in your heart, you are actually very anxious.

so,

You chose the road you used to travel most often,

You led a lone army and went deep into the Qian Kingdom. You wanted to achieve your goal in the way you are most used to. However, before, King Jingnan would help you out. This time, it's gone.

you are afraid

You feel that this journey is too easy, you seem to have calculated everything, and the dry person seems to be led by the nose all the time.

Now,

north of you,

An old man in his eighties leading tens of thousands of mobs trying to stop you, you think this is a joke.

After you defeat him, send your troops to the south, and you will be able to come to Beijing again in a few days.

It went so smoothly, it went so smoothly, you began to worry about gains and losses in your heart, and the closer you were to winning, the more afraid you would be overthrown. "

"Yes, I admit it, so, can you tell me what to do?"

"You are me, I am you, how can I know what you don't know?"

"Ask your own heart, isn't this the eternal and supreme answer? Follow your own inner reflection and let your own heart guide your way forward.

Are you not my heart? "

"Dogskin plaster-style nonsensical rhetorical answer;

You obviously don't believe me, why do you still ask me? "

"So, you pulled me in..."

"No, it's what you need, what you need can be stripped out, think about it carefully, and then consider it carefully.

You need this scene, and this scene appears, and you need this dream, and this dream appears.

otherwise,

How could you fall into a nightmare with the magic pill by your side?

oh,

correct,

You also noticed just now, the magic pill came in, and he went out angrily.

In his view, you are idle and bored by yourself, playing with yourself.

Your anxiety turned into this dream. Before you fell asleep, what you thought was, if Lao Tian was leading the army at this time, would he be like himself now?

Did he ever feel uneasy under his eternally calm expression?

You look at Lao Tian in the past, just like Chen Xianba, Liu Dahu and the others look at you now?

It looks too real, but it also looks too fake.

You want to dream back to the last scene on Tianhu Mountain in this dream, and you even want Lao Tian to take you down the mountain again.

But you feel that this will make you look too naive, and more importantly, you don't want to do these fantasies that are not helpful to reality at this time.

The road is made by myself. In the past, I could cross the river by touching the shoulders of my predecessors. Now, it is my turn to put my hands under the water and touch the stones myself. "

"I don't know if I should trust my instincts."

"Believe in intuition and win, which is the victory of intuition; don't believe in intuition and win in the end, it is the victory of rationality and the victory of restraint."

Zheng Fan nodded,

look,

Looking down the hillside,

On one side of the hillside, there is green grass, but on the other side, under the hillside in front of you, there are corpses all over the field, and blood flows like a river.

on a corpse pile,

Zheng Fan saw Li Fusheng standing there, covered in blood, leaning on a big knife;

His gaze was also cast here, and he looked at himself.

Li Fusheng is probably laughing;

hehe……

When Zheng Fan turned his head to look around again, he found that "self" had disappeared.

looked down,

Saw that "self" standing in front of Li Fusheng.

Zheng Fan got up and started walking down.

The road going downhill was much easier than going uphill, and he walked down quickly. To ordinary people, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood around him was like a hellish nightmare, but to Zheng Fan, it had long been a nightmare. got used to.

He climbed up the pile of corpses,

Standing in front of Li Fusheng.

Li Fusheng seemed to be still, but also seemed to be dead.

Zheng Fan looked at "myself" and asked; "And then?"

"This is your knot."

"I know."

"Not just his death."

"What's the meaning?"

"There is a saying that is called taking history as a mirror, and your uneasiness comes from this.

Since leading the army into the army, the journey has been smooth, but in your heart, you have asked yourself a question many times...

The question is,

Li Fusheng who left Nanmen Pass back then, is his mentality exactly the same as your own now?

Then what? "

"I shouldn't have asked you."

"Yes, I can't answer you."

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "I can ask him."

"Um."

Zheng Fan looked at Li Fusheng,

At this time,

When the wind picked up, Li Fusheng's lips and expression also changed.

He leaned on a knife,

shouted:

"Brother Zheng, brother, I really enjoy killing this time!"

Zheng Fan still stood in front of Li Fusheng, watching calmly.

This is not a call to soul, nor is it a sacrifice. The Li Fusheng in front of him is actually exactly the same as another "self".

Own,

It is to explore the root of uneasiness in the depths of one's heart, and at the same time, to analyze the nature of this uneasiness.

After Li Fusheng shouted these words,

paused,

The body staggered slightly, but managed to maintain its balance:

"The dry person is still the dry person, and the pigs, but my brother, I was forced into a dead end by these pigs."

next moment,

Li Fusheng raised his head abruptly,

He glared at Zheng Fan who was standing in front of him,

Let out a low shout:

"Brother Zheng, don't make the same mistakes as your brother!"

hum!

...

King Pingxi sat up from the blanket at once, and the red stone swayed a few times beside him, which probably meant: Are you ready to play by yourself?

Perhaps, from Mowan's point of view, it is a very naive thing to be immersed in one's own dream but deliberately not to wake up.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand,

touched his face,

It's not that exaggerated cold sweat.

After all, this isn't some nightmare.

The act of getting up alarmed Chen Xianba and Liu Dahu outside, and the two of them walked over immediately. They didn't expect the prince to wake up suddenly from a dream, so they thought it was the prince who woke up naturally, so they made corresponding actions to wait for the prince to get up preparations.

When marching and fighting, irregular work and rest is a very normal thing.

Liu Dahu brought tea, and Chen Xianba brought basins and towels.

Zheng Fan didn't pick up the tea,

Instead, he wiped his face heavily with a towel, and then threw the towel into the basin.

Zheng Fan licked his lips,

road;

"Xianba."

"My lord?"

"Let's get set."