Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Xuan Yuan's mind was blank for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to be back in the university class—he was playing against his classmates, and was caught by the old professor to answer the question by name.

All the small eyes around him shot at him. Only Sheng Lingyuan stood outside the crowd with a smile, as if looking at him, without him in his eyes.

"I……"

Xuanyuan looked at Sheng Lingyuan for a moment, he suddenly realized that there was a delusion in his heart-he wanted to hide Sheng Lingyuan.

When the nonsense "Sword Spirit" was made up, Xuan Yuan's memory had not been restored, it was completely out of subconsciousness.

In fact, careful consideration to explain the origin of Sheng Lingyuan is troublesome, but it is not impossible to say. Although there have been many changes in the dynasty, even the feudal monarchy collapsed, but Sheng Xiao is also the emperor. Now that the races of all races are mixed, and he has made a country in a dim way, he created it with one hand, and he doesn't want to ruin it. As long as he doesn't want to recover / open, he has no essential contradiction with this world.

It was Xuan Ye who wanted to hide him. On the one hand, he wanted to pile all the new and good things that had not been seen in the past in front of Sheng Lingyuan, and he wished that the sound and color of three thousand years could be poured into his six senses. On the other hand, he wanted to use his own to separate Sheng Lingyuan ... or the emperor from the world.

At that time, the world sentiment was like a mighty ocean wave, and the Suzaku Tianling trapped in the sword was a small tadpole in the big wave, and he could only turn his head back desperately. The heavy sense of weakness was condensed into a glass box, stuck in his heart socket, and he wanted to put Sheng Lingyuan in it ... The power and responsibility agreement in the bureau seemed to be tailor-made for him.

Then, in a place where no one knows their past and present lives, pretend that the past does not exist and that there are no problems left over from history.

But the east has already revealed a ray of dawn that is about to dawn, and the sun will rise as usual, but the dust is still there.

Lingyuan is a monster crawling out of the heart. At first, he was just tired. He wanted to quietly solve everything and had a long sleep. Later, he knew everything. He probably saw the secret and delusional delusions in his heart.

After listening to him snoring, Wang Ze ran out of words and carefully asked, "Director Xuan, why are you stuttering?"

Xiao Zheng on the phone said: "Before he died, the old director kept saying 'Tell Tong'. This 'tong' refers to you? Who are you?"

"Yeah," Wang Ze responded, and turned to Xuan Ye in shock. "Director Xuan, how old are you ... no, you have a long life? How can you be so young and beautiful?"

Xuan Yuan: "..."

Thanks to the black carp, Xuanyuan reluctantly returned to the place and waved his hand: "It's a long story ... don't you stand in the snow and talk, is there a place to sit?"

Xiao Zheng on the phone thought about it, reported an address, and listened not far from Xishan: "It's a farmhouse, I'm familiar with it, and it's quite quiet. I'll finish the relics of the old director here, and see you later."

The field workers were blown up by the explosion news one by one, so they had to keep enough manpower at the scene to deal with the hidden dangers in the ruins according to inertia. Then they came to the place where Xiao Zheng said and dreamed to meet Huang Huang. They meet.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a place in the western suburbs of Yongan—

"This **** ..." Wang Ze gasped. "Can it be called" farmhouse "? Is this" manor "?"

That is a very design ecological park, which has been basically completed.

It has contracted a whole mountain. There are two artificial lakes under the mountain. The big one is the fish pond and the small one is the lotus pond. The field will still be empty, but it has been organized. It is divided into districts and a whole row of holiday villas are next to the water. The construction, behind the stadium, and an orchard-is said to be a supporting wine cellar.

Xiao Zheng and Huang Ju have come from the special detention center, waiting for them at the door.

"It was invested by relatives," Xiao Zheng said briefly. "It is still in the preparation stage and has not started business. I sometimes live here for the convenience of work. It is simple but quiet and the place is large enough."

No wonder he is just like being in the bureau. Whenever there is an emergency, he can arrive as soon as possible!

"I've only heard of the children of rich people buying a house where they go to work. I thought it was" Poor Extravagant Desire "," Wang Ze murmured. "Unexpectedly, poverty still limited my imagination. Xiao Daddy, what kind of fairy relatives are we in this family?

Xiao Zheng coughed, "... my dad."

"Well, how do you say that? We call direct blood relatives within three generations, do we use words like" relatives "?" Wang Ze had a serious face. "It's too much-he won't take us to see Grandpa. The elderly. What is it, is my grandfather in Yongan? I will give him the New Year greetings this year. "

Xiao Zheng: "..."

Sheng Lingyuan never talked to Xuan Ye, as if he suddenly became interested in the great scenery of Xishan, and along the way, he admired all the way along with Chaoyang, and frankly accepted the eyes of everyone or looking or speculating.

"I just secretly Baidu just now," Wang Ze followed the lead of Xiao Zheng, and whispered, "The Emperor Wu's" Duling Palace "covers an area of ​​nearly 4,000 acres. Director Xiao, how big is our estate?

Xiao Zheng didn't say a word and couldn't help pulling the collar. Wang Ze noticed that he had buckled the "Feng Ji Buckle".

Wang Ze gave a glance at Sheng Lingyuan: "Although the Yan team told me ... but it is not like the one drawn in the history book, Director Xiao, you believe he is ..."

"We found a recording pen in the old director's relics." Xiao Zheng lowered his voice, and found his mobile phone in his pocket. During the detention, the electronic equipment was generally confiscated, but the "special detention center" was an alienation bureau after all. In his subsidiary organization, the old director had been working for decades and had no credit or hard work, and he was so old, so he said that he could n’t write clearly, and when he asked for a recording pen that could speak, the person in charge of the special detention center opened Closed one eye.

"The recordings were copied and backed up to my phone," Xiao Zheng said. "You can listen."

Wang Ze took it, plugged in the headphones, opened an audio, and listened to the familiar voice inside: "... My name is Xiang Yan, eight days and a hundred years old, but recently I always feel that I can't get over this barrier. Stay A backup just in case. "

Wang Ze looked up at Xiao Zheng with a stunned look— “Xiang Ye” was the name of the old director.

Xiao Zheng nodded gently: "Well, it's him."

"In the old society, I grew up eating hundreds of meals. I did n’t know who my parents were when I was young. I followed the drama team and went north and south. When I was fourteen, I came to the north. Duanwan accidentally crushed the bowl for dinner and stepped on the stage ... The class leader thought that I had deliberately suffered a few beats for this. "

"Later, there was a 'second-rate boy' who wanted to take advantage of my sister. I took care of my sister and pushed the person with my fist. I didn't expect the person to be like paper, and the broken ribs were stuck in the lungs and died. The life was out, the bitter master was a little **** of the warlord, rich and powerful, and the play crew was scared to run overnight. The master asked me to find a way to live, don't involve them. I had nowhere to go, wandering to the west near the mountain, my body was just mutated. Needs a lot of energy, and feels dizzy and hungry, and just wants to ... live, find a place to bury himself. "

"The locals have long had the legend of the sacred tree. Many folk tales have the plot of" sacred tree showing spirits ", and the temple site is still there. But it is said that the sacred tree has risen and cannot be found-in fact, it is surrounded by 'mutual aid society' The **** tree was built, and ordinary people can't see it. In the deep day, I was attracted by something, and I came to the legendary **** tree in a mysterious manner. "

"I think now that I have a fate, let's worship it and bless me to have a good birth for my parents in the next life, and I will give the **** tree a few heads, and I will find a crooked neck tree next to me, ready to hang."

"Hanged three times, once the branch broke, and the rope broke twice, as if someone didn't let me die. The third layer fell from the tree. I don't know if it fell or was hungry, passed out, and lost. I had a dream, I dreamed that someone read a few words in my ear, and then said, 'You worship me, you are my disciple. I will let your brother take care of you, live well, do something Useful things'. "

"When I woke up again, I saw an old man with white beard and fed me a bowl of porridge-my brother."

"My brother later took me to see a lot of 'special talents' in the past, three teachings and nine flows, everyone has it, the only thing in common is that one day when I woke up and found myself turned into a" monster ". The big guys helped each other, usually each other Teach the “cheats” from the **** tree. The **** tree will enlighten dreams, but not everyone can dream, or not every day. Generally, those who have just awakened the special ability are more likely to be entrusted with dreams. It seems that it should be It is the energy field of a person who is just awakened to be unstable, and it is easier to resonate. "

"Every time you show your dreams, you only have a moment to say a few words. Everyone who hears it will tell others to practice together. No one keeps it, and it is useless to hide it. Yes, if anyone has kept it private, he will not entrust him with the dream next time. If he entrusts it to others, he will pass on the same formula, which will not be concealed, and the progress will be delayed. "

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the organization approached us and said that it wanted to establish a different control bureau. That night, several brothers and sisters in the meeting dreamed of the miracle of the **** tree at the same time. The next day we met to discuss it. Since the **** tree is willing , We donated the base camp and all were absorbed into the work of the Exotic Control Bureau. "

"After the establishment of the Foreign Control Bureau, Shenshu didn't give us much dreams. Fortunately, we have established a complete energy monitoring system, and it can operate normally without Shenshu ... Later I learned why-we have worshipped for so many years. 'Master' is not the tree, it is the vine wrapped around the tree. The vine town holds what is in the tree, and it is said that it is a monster that was left during the Kyushu melee. In recent decades, Abuchi has become more and more active, and the monster has become more active. Laiyue can't stop, trees and vines are fighting most of the time. "

"I've dreamed of God Tree three times in total. The first time it saved my life, gave me a tip, and pulled me into the mutual aid society. The second time was ten years ago, and the God Tree suddenly dreamed and told me 'Nirvana Shi Cheng, Tong is about to be born. He is a descendant of Suzaku, and Abuchi is the only one who can heal. ”I have n’t had time to ask who is“ Tong ”. I only saw a family emblem and a stone, and I heard a roar like a beast in my dream. , Wake me up. "

"A hundred years have passed, the old people of the Mutual Aid Society have all gone. No one besides me believes in the tree of God. I can't tell others clearly, so I have to secretly look for this" Tong "and the national emblem. I told all the birds Relevant activities have been visited and checked, and countless people with homophones in their names have no clue, until Xiao Xiao came to my house and saw my printed totem of the family emblem, accidentally saying where he seemed to be I've seen it, I know it well. "

"I searched for ten years and didn't find this person before I got a clue. I quickly checked everyone around Xiao Xiao and finally suspected it fell on Xuanyuan. The young man's city was very deep, he tried it a few times, and nothing. If it doesn't work out, I vaguely invited him to work in the Examinations Bureau through the opportunity of retirement and replacement, but I did not expect him to agree. "

"I originally wanted to come to the Japanese governor. I had the opportunity to talk to him openly and honestly, but it was too late. As if someone was watching me, Xuanyuan took office, and the following things suddenly turned down. One mistake I made before was suddenly dug out ... Still in the worst way. "

"Just a few days ago, I dreamed of the **** tree ... vine for the third time in the prison. This time I only saw it wrapped in a monster that looked like a monster. The monsters bit the vine and tried to strangle each other. That monster The upper body is full, and about a third of the place is still a ghost image. There are countless dense characters on the ghost image ... I have seen Bi Chunsheng's dossier, which is a gloomy ritual. "

"Fuji only said one sentence, 'The gloomy sacrifice is completed, and the emperor returns to the throne'. The gloomy sacrifice in the dream, I know that something is about to happen, and Wen pressed me over my face with a veiled face, and struck my chest. When I woke up, I found that a large part of my chest was dark and icy, and quickly met with Xuan Yuan, but the black gas spread faster than I thought, and it may be too late ... "

The audio behind was gone and stopped abruptly.

Wang Ze: "What happened? Then?"

Xiao Zheng shook his head: "The recording time was two days ago, but the staff of the detention center said that the day-to-day activities of the old director were normal as they were after that day, and they chatted with smiles. If the audio was really recorded by him, then ... "

Wang Ze: "It's like being controlled."

Xiao Zheng said: "People in the detention center found that the recording pen had dropped on the dining room, and there were finger marks on it. It seemed to be pinched by someone. It should be the last consciousness of the old director, who tried to throw it out ... but they checked Device, but found only a self-introduction audio, and the file was hidden. "

Wang Ze: "Why is it recovering now?"

"I don't know." Xiao Zheng shook his head slowly, his face was very heavy, "Maybe the other party conspired, mocked us, or maybe ... it was another trap." 2k novel reading network