Chapter 113 Love has become a thing of the past

"I said I have telepathy with this stone. Do you believe it?" She had to be careless and refuse to go around. Lian Zhun looked at her twice and didn't ask much. She took out the fake Jiulong stone tablet and took a good look at it herself. "Is it really so easy to be identified? I don't know if I can muddle through.

Yunshang nodded, "Don't worry, it will definitely work." What can make her spend a little time judging is basically a high-end product in imitations. Although she can immediately determine whether this stone tablet is true or false, it is also based on her valuable experience that she has repeatedly exercised thousands of times in her previous life. If she is a treasure master in this world, she may not be able to judge whether it is true or false very accurately.

He lowered his head and carefully studied the lines and marks painted on the stone tablet. Lian Kewen took a pot of wine by himself and drank it without coming to disturb her.

Her head is a black pressed sky, and the sole of her feet is the most familiar bluestone plate, which is very familiar and familiar.

About an hour and a half later, when Lian Zhun looked back at her again, Yunshang had fallen asleep drowsily, but she was still holding her stone tablet reluctantly in her arms.

"Oh." He smiled, walked over, took off his robe and put it on her. What a child."

Look at the moonlight in the sky. In another half an hour, it's time for the sky. He rolled up his cuffs and held the fake Jiulong monument in his arms. After looking left and right to make sure that there was no one, he twisted his waist and jumped up to the roof. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared.

Yunshang fell asleep with this hard stone tablet in her arms.

Maybe she was so tired in the daytime that she actually had a dream after falling asleep.

Everything in the dream is particularly real, as if it is an immersive feeling, which makes her want to wake up, move her hands, move her feet, but she has no intention of being able to act at all.

Did you press the bed? What a decline!

She actually forgot that this month is October of the lunar calendar, October 11th, and the ghost wants cold clothes. On this day, it turned out to be the time when thousands of ghosts were haunted. Probably today, the ghosts and the big ghosts and little ghosts in the hell ran out to the Yangjian to look for the clothes that their relatives burned for themselves, right?

I don't know who it is, but it's attached to me!

Since you can't move or say it, you have to continue with everything in your dream.

Yunshang huddled quietly in the corner, listening to the sound of a golden iron horse outside, and the sound of knife handles colliding, the momentum was like thunder, and the weather was overwhelming.

The sound of rolling horses' hoofs actually sounded like a thunderbolt, and such an unbearable spirit swept over the world, like a prelude and overture to the upcoming storm!

There was yellow sand in front of her, and the wind roared and rolled up the sand in front of her. The thin particles rolled in the air and were intertwined into a vague net. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her sight for fear that the sharp sand would fascinate her eyes. She lowered her head and suddenly saw that her clothes had also changed. Hua.

It is not the clothes worn by the Dafeng Dynasty in this period. There are no tedious long skirts and drag skirts, but only short skirts and vests made of simple fur that can no longer be simple.

Is this... Cambodian refugees attached to themselves? Yunshang was entangled for a moment. Such clothes are too personal, aren't they? Anyway, these all look like the feeling of continuing to travel back to the caveman era!

"I, Feng'e, swear by heaven! I'm going to subdue this mountain and river into my land!" A woman stood on the bare sand dunes in front of her eyes, and the sharp sword in her hand went up, as if there was a faint momentum to pierce the sky!

"Due to the establishment of the country with women, the world advocates women to be an official, but the eldest princess is confused by her feelings and can't bear this heavy responsibility. Your Majesty hereby appoints the prince Liang as the young master of the country. A hundred years later, the prince supervises the country..." The magnificent woman sat tiredly on the dragon chair, looked at the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty and listened to her. The eunuchs beside them recited their great achievements.

The picture in front of me turned, and then it was replaced with a high gallows! The rope buckle is mottled, which is an old blood stain. It dries up on the knot and is difficult to fall off with time.

"At that time, Feng'e, the lord of the country, was possessed by demons, confused, difficult to take measures, abnormal etiquette, and mental mania. It was harmful for the evil of the country. The new emperor regretted and had no choice but to give Feng'e the former emperor Feng'e to be burned."

The gallows are firmly fixed by two wooden piles, one horizontal and one vertical, building like the cross of Jesus Christ in Christianity. The stone is oily with unknown sticky **. Yun Shang took a step forward and lifted her nose and smelled it. These seemed to be the smell of fire oil.

Someone held a tall torch in his hand, and someone else brought up a woman tied up with five flowers.

As soon as Yunshang saw her, she couldn't help exclaiming.

This woman is Feng'e!

However, on the throne is a man with slender eyebrows. The gloomy between his looks actually reminded her of the second prince Feng Ziqi, and this man has reached middle age, and his lips and beard can be easily seen. He can't bear to watch the woman being tied to the execution ground.

The woman is Feng'e. But it is still the young beauty, as gorgeous as the gorgeous, which makes people unable to look at it.

Yunshang covered her mouth. Are these people going to... burn her?

Feng'e was pushed to the stump and carried her hands on her back. She looked at the calmness of life and death, but the disappointment and contempt in those eyes made it difficult for her to let go. If it is just because he wants to usurp power, then the new emperor should be the prince who luckily won the throne in the edict that year. However, since Feng'e has decreed to pass the throne to him, he still insists on eliminating Feng'e in this extreme way?

Feng'e, she is not only the last person in the reign, but also the mother of this emperor!

In such a tragic fire, Yunshang no longer has the courage to watch it face to face.

Before the firelight rose, she seemed to hear the beautiful woman move her lips softly.

She seemed to be a transparent soul. She floated in front of her, and she must have heard this voice all over her ears. Her already sad heart was suddenly violently stimulated! It turned out that Feng'e... and this emperor...

"Cencing!"

In the firelight, it was the woman's arrogant smile! The desolate smile that has been thorough for nine days, but this smile makes people send out a trace of sadness and vicissitudes from the bottom of their hearts.

The beautiful scenery is like a flash in the pan.

The plan is in vain, and there is no fate in the end.

I don't know why, such a sentence suddenly came to Yunshang's heart. For no reason, my lips were cold, and it turned out to be a tear.

"Feng'e, Feng'e! Why are you my mother! Why, why!" The man hysterically rushed to the execution platform, regardless of the obstruction of the attendants around him, and he was desperate to rush into the fire shadow.

"Ah!"

The shouts of almost beasts, together with the firelight all over the sky, resounded through the whole sky.

He rushed up too late, leaving only her pile of scorched earth, the poor romantic queen, and turned into a pile of dead bones.

The scene changes again, and it is a Taoist temple.

The word "Qingyun" is like a dragon dancing, flying above the plaque.

"No matter what method is used, as long as she can come back." The young emperor knelt in front of the Taoist ancestor's waiting golden statue, his hands folded, and his eyes were full of piety.

"What Your Majesty wants is just peace of mind for a lifetime." The old man explained it this way.

The emperor with gloomy eyebrows and eyes shook his head firmly, "I'm lonely, it's not an impulsive decision. Lonely king, I can't wait to exchange my flesh and blood body for her to return to the world. The corners of his eyes were full of crystal tears.

The emperor has a little tears, and the world is very tired.

The Taoist priest looked at him deeply and stood palmed with one hand. "Your Majesty is worried, but it's not impossible. It's just..."

"How about it? If I can let her return to the world, even if the Yellow River is reversed, I will not hesitate to be alone.

If you had known this, why did you do it at the beginning? Yunshang sighed silently over his head.

Most of people's stupidity make impulsive decisions when they are impulsive, but they are immersed in the word regret in the next second.

"What can I do?" What he is only concerned about now is how to achieve such an unbelievable thing.

"The poor Tao will call for the soul of the emperor. If the soul of the emperor does not dissipate, the poor Tao will reshape her body. However, your majesty is injured to death by burning, and it may not be completed by the body. Probably, there is only a pair of dead bones as a body. I don't know your majesty..."

"Do it! Do it now! I regret it. I don't want her to die. The emperor's nerves completely collapsed. After listening to the Taoist priest say this method, there was no way to control his emotions. He completely crawled on the futon and cried, crying like that.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Seven days later, Qingyun Taoist Temple, a thing against the sky, is about to be completed.

"Your Majesty, the body of the emperor can't be shaped, only a pair of bones." The Taoist priest seemed to be dozens of years old overnight, and his temples were dyed with white hair.

"You did a good job." The emperor also looked tired.

"The aura of the previous emperor is too weak. It's better to hide her in the baby peak behind the endless mountain of the West Mountain. It is the ultimate of heaven and earth. There are infinite aura and fairy spirit, and there is a skill of creating through heaven and earth." The Taoist priest continued to explain.

The emperor nodded, bent his fingers and knocked on the table. "Very good, then dress her up as a coriver and carry her to the endless mountains in the western suburbs. After a hundred years of loneliness, she will also be buried here together."

In the 72nd year of the Dafeng Dynasty, Emperor Liang died.

"Your Majesty, it is probably only when the predestined person comes to completely untie the soul of you and the former emperor, which is beyond the bounds of the ordinary."

In the endless mountains in the western suburbs, at the foot of Baby Peak, facing the dark stone wall, the old Taoist priest said, after saying that, he glanced at the air where she was hiding. Yunshang was shocked. Can he still see himself?

Yunshang was suddenly shocked, one by one, and fell from the clouds...