First Player

Chapter 8 · "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Jinghe!"

A little prince ran to the girl: "Look what I found!"

Jinghe looked down and saw that the little prince was holding a white fox in his arms. A piece of its fur was burned and its body was covered in blood.

"What a beautiful fox." Jinghe said in surprise.

"This is the white fox that came as tribute from the Western Regions." The little prince said, "The second brother also liked it and insisted on the queen to give him the white fox. The queen didn't agree, so he burned its fur. Jinghe, you can cultivate it. Can it be saved by means of 'attack' and 'healing'?"

Jinghe shook his head: "I can't save him. My healing talisman has only reached 55% of the first level, and I haven't fully mastered it yet."

"What should we do? It's dying..." The little prince was very anxious.

At this time, he saw a fairy-like white-haired man standing in the White Jade Pavilion in the Royal Garden next to him.

The white-haired man seemed to suddenly appear in the white jade pavilion, but also seemed to have been standing there all the time, blending into the long pavilion covered with white frost. He had a frost-like aura about him.

The little prince noticed him and his eyes lit up. White hair, white clothes...could this be the Imperial Master in the palace?

"Are you the Imperial Master?" The little prince ran over with the white fox in his arms: "I heard that you know everything, can predict destiny, and are proficient in all kinds of talismans and seals. Can you save this white fox?"

The white-haired man's vision was like frozen ice and snow:

"Why should I save?"

His voice was not harsh, but it contained great power.

"I can't bear to see a life die. And you are the only person I can turn to now." The little prince said calmly.

"What does the life of the white fox have to do with me?" the white-haired man's voice still did not rise.

"..." The little prince did not insist on begging. He knew that there would be no result if he continued to beg.

When he turned around with the white fox in his arms, the white-haired man said:

"...Aren't you afraid of me?"

Although it was a question, his tone remained calm.

"Why are you afraid?" said the little prince.

"Everyone is afraid of me, including Father Qin." The white-haired man's voice was light and as sweet as jade beads: "Including your sister."

The little prince was stunned, and when he looked up, he found that Jinghe was already hiding behind the swing, his eyes filled with fear of the white-haired man.

Rumor has it that the Imperial Master has no humanity and no emotions. He can spy on the fate of others and can even accurately tell the time of death of others. Everyone is afraid of this person who can see through everything about themselves, and all secrets are hidden from him. Even if they see him, people will take the initiative to retreat, or lower their heads and dare not look directly.

The little prince turned around with the white fox in his arms and faced the Imperial Master directly.

"I have never done anything wrong in my life. Of course I am not afraid of you. If you want to see my fate and memories, just do it." The little prince said frankly: "You can see the fate of others and even affect the fate of the country. , if this ability is used well, it will last forever. I admire you, how can I be afraid of you?"

His answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no tremor in his words.

Li Mingyue just took one look and knew that the young man in front of her was not lying. A strange emotion arose in his heart, but it quickly passed away.

There was a flash of white light, and in the next moment, all the ferocious wounds of the white fox were healed. It is obviously a high-level talisman for instant healing, but the national master does not even need to write the talisman.

"Master Imperial Master, thank you..." The little prince was about to say thank you, but found that no one was in front of him.

In the white jade pavilion, melted snow fell, and the thin white curtains looked like pear blossoms. He stood in a daze among the flying white flakes, with only the fragrance of peach blossoms left on his nose.

"Folks say that a white fox was a young woman who was killed by someone in her previous life. She was reincarnated as a fox because she wanted to meet the person who saved her in her previous life." Jinghe said: "Brother, you saved her a few days ago. A palace maid, could this white fox be her reincarnation?"

The little prince thought of his past.

The palace maid was his childhood friend. He met her by chance in the Imperial Garden when he was eight years old. She was a kind-hearted woman. She taught him how to fold paper flowers, taught him how to play a musical instrument that made clear sounds, and told him folk stories and the sorrows of the people. You can't learn it in the palace.

She was not born beautiful, she only had black and shiny black hair, but she was industrious and docile. She could neatly take care of his Luoxue's clothes, twist away the ice shavings and broken leaves from his head, and notice that he stayed up all night reading. dark circles under eyes.

She was like an older sister to him, with a very open mind. She would sometimes tell him the truth that "water can carry a boat" and would also mention the hundreds of thousands of victims who starved to death in the famine. In the deep palace, he was able to become a prince who understood the sentiments of the people and cared about the people, instead of being a cruel person like his second brother, thanks to her.

He deeply believed that even if she was restricted by her status and could not go to school, if she had the chance, she would not be trapped in the palace and become an inconspicuous palace maid, but could be like a maid. Soaring in the sky like an eagle.

He promised her that one day, people like her would have the opportunity to change their destiny without being trapped in a building.

But a few months ago, she died.

The cause of death was that the emperor looked at her too many times, and she was jealous of the imperial concubine and threw her into a deep well.

Although he rescued her from the well. But then one day she fell into the well and died. Others said that she accidentally slipped, but everyone knew that it was man-made.

It was obvious that there was no love in her eyes, and she had no intention of falling in love with anyone. But just because she is a palace maid, her ambitions and visions are condensed into her identity, causing her death.

Thinking of this, the little prince lowered his eyebrows slightly: "When I can change the world, I will get rid of these ghosts and gods, so that people can have the opportunity to read and practice calligraphy."

Looking at the white fox in his arms, he shook his head.

"However, if it is really her reincarnation, that's fine." He smiled, "Baihu, if you really have the ability to repay your kindness, then protect me for the rest of my life. However, even if you don't have that ability, I will Always protecting you."

"Brother, I heard that in five years, we will be tested to see if we can become qualified. If you can become qualified, you won't need anyone to protect you." Jinghe said.

"I hope so, I want to become stronger." The little prince said, "I want no more tragedies like hers from now on."

The white fox slowly fell asleep in his arms.

As the days passed, the little prince took good care of the white fox. He told the white fox the stories that the palace maid had told him, and confided his troubles to it. Just like the palace maid took care of him when he was young, he took care of the white fox, combing its fur, and twisting the broken leaves and melted snow off its body.

Day and night, he grew up with it.

Five years later, the young prince was found to be qualified. This matter was kept strictly hidden by the emperor, and even Princess Jinghe was kept in the dark.

The imprisoned people only need bloodletting and do not need pets as companions. The white fox was forcibly taken away from the little prince, its neck was broken, and its skin was skinned.

His aspirations were wiped out, his future was cut off, and he was locked up in a high building all day long, leaving only pain and scars as companions.

The story of the little prince is over.

…

"Ding dong!"

[You have obtained Su Shaoqing’s memory (Part 1). 】

[You gain 50 Dream Patrol points, current Dream Patrol points: 100 points. 】

…

[Player Rankings·Dream Patrol Point has been opened. 】

[Any action you take to advance the plot will earn you "Dream Patrol Points". Dead players will still remain on the leaderboard. 】

[At the end of the copy, rewards will be settled according to the rankings. 】

[Current ranking of "Dream Patrol Point":

First place: Eli (350 points)

Second place: I will not sink people into the river (250 points)

Third place: Crow Inko and its cake (100 points)

Fourth place: Agnes (100 points)

Fifth place: Sacrificing ten years of life allowed me to meet Su Mingan (100 points)

Sixth place: A swordsman (50 points)

Seventh place: Su Mingan’s godfather Burris (50 points)

Eighth place: God (50 points)

Ninth place: Buddha is moved (50 points)

...]

…

[Please choose an anonymous name for yourself. 】

Su Mingan looked at this strange circle of anonymity, thought about it, and gave himself the name "an ordinary person".

It seems that players are starting to try to kill "anomalies". The first player already has 350 Dream Patrol points.

When Su Ming'an was giving herself anonymity, Li Mingyue, who was across the table, kept watching him quietly with deep eyes.

"Shao Qing. When you were young, you once told me that if one day you can break free from the high wall and become a wild goose that never falls, you must travel around the world, see clearly the various conditions of all living beings in the world, and understand the deepest wishes in the hearts of the people. Li Mingyue said:

"You also told me that if one day you could land on the Penglai Immortal Island, you would still return to this land, make your country prosperous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and even promote a new system so that the original affairs of palace maids would no longer exist. occur."

A little away from the bright moon, the bronze mirror disappears:

"Now, do you still think so - Su Shaoqing, do you sincerely hope that the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, and that things will no longer happen at the beginning, and you will do this at all costs?"

Su Mingan nodded: "Of course."

Through this memory, he understood how the eldest prince and the imperial master first met. The eldest prince is indeed an extremely outstanding person. Not only reflected in his ability, but also reflected in his character.

"I understand, then...wait a minute." Li Mingyue said, suddenly raising her head and looking into the distance.

Su Mingan followed his gaze, but saw nothing.

…

Outside the capital, at the northeast corner of Louyue, Wuyang Province, Tianluo City.

While the incense was lingering, a black-haired woman opened the curtain and walked into the room.

"I heard that your Tianluo Sect is good at long-range formations and has also done research on curses." Mizushima Kawakora put a bag of silver on the table: "Tian Yuanzi, help me curse someone, and this bag of silver belongs to you."

Opposite her was an old Taoist in white robes, with a black and white Bagua array printed on his back.

"The female hero is a bit unfamiliar. Is she a new warrior who has recently arrived in Tianluo City?" The old man in white robe looked at Mizushima Kawakora's kimono and shook his head: "We in Tianluo Sect do not do business with outsiders."

Mizushima Kawakora drew his sword, and the black sword instantly lay across Tian Yuanzi's neck.

"If you do it, you can still get money. If you don't do it, you won't even have your head." Mizushima Kawakora threatened coldly.

Tian Yuanzi was so frightened that his face was covered with sweat, and he was instantly frightened: "Do it, do it now. The heroine is easy to discuss, easy to negotiate."

He didn't expect this woman to be so powerful. He was already a fourth-level talisman practitioner, and she was able to bypass his protective magic circle and put the knife directly to his neck.

When did Louyue Kingdom have so many strong men come to it? Are they all coming for Penglai Immortal Island?

"Let me ask you, who is the strongest person in the capital?" Mizushima Kawakora asked.

"It should be the Imperial Master, his name is Li Mingyue." Tian Yuanzi replied in a trembling voice.

"What does it look like?" Mizushima Kawakora asked.

Tian Yuanzi's lips trembled and he praised: "He looks like an immortal!"

[Li Mingyue should be Su Mingan’s possessed object. The warning props on my body always remind me that Su Ming'an is nearby... Trouble, I have been matched with a parallel copy of him. ] Mizushima Chuankong thought: "Are there any other people with more important identities?"

"Those belong to His Royal Highness Su Shaoqing, the eldest prince in the capital, and His Royal Highness the second prince." Tian Yuanzi replied: "Princess Jinghe can also be considered one."

Mizushima Kawakora asked about their appearance and found that Li Mingyue had white hair and white eyes, while Su Shaoqing had black hair and black eyes.

"I feel like Su Shaoqing is more like Su Ming'an." Mizushima Kawakora thought for a moment: "Tian Yuanzi, please help me curse Su Shaoqing."

"Do you want him to die? I have an instant death talisman. If the other person does not have other talismans to protect himself, I can make him seriously ill and eventually die suddenly." Tian Yuanzi said.

"No, I don't want him to die." Mizushima Kawakora shook his head: "Just want him to be... weak."

Tian Yuanzi thought strangely. This heroine wants to curse the eldest prince. It is obvious that she hates the eldest prince and does not want his life. Why is this?

But he still did as he was told, took out a stack of yellow paper, and wrote with cinnabar.

The path of "Dharma", the branch of "Chaos", the "Third Level: Curse of Weakness", and combined with his star compass, can cast a curse on a person remotely. Next, as long as the talisman is deepened day by day, that person can be extremely weak. The premise is that that person has no one to protect him.

With a pinch of his fingers, a jet-black talisman melted into the air and surged toward the capital.

Mizushima Kawakora stood up with a distant look.

"Can this really make him weak?" Mizushima Kawakora said.

"This is natural." Tian Yuanzi said with a smile: "My talisman and seal script are unique in the teaching. Unless the opponent has a powerful protector like a national master. Otherwise, I can still make a person weak. "

"Su Ming'an shouldn't have such good luck. He asked the national master to protect him at the beginning." Mizushima Chuan thought: "About what Boss Rabbit said to me before the start of the tenth world... I must let Su Ming'an understand."