Museum of Demons

Chapter 462 Hetu Luoshu

"You mean, you are Yinglong Gengchen, and you have just solved a catastrophe in this era, but because you are alone, and you were plotted against, even you were seriously injured, the power of the gods was greatly reduced, and you expected It will be more than a thousand years later."

"So, in order to deal with the catastrophe, you want me to kill you."

"In this way, you can rely on me to target in that era and face the catastrophe."

You Xia'er sorted out his thoughts and said the above words.

Young Yinglang nodded and said, "...So, Yuan, we need your help."

"I see."

Chen Yuan suddenly realized and nodded, then said:

"But I refuse."

The expression on Geng Chen's face froze for a moment.

"Can you answer...um?"

Even Yuan Tiangang was slightly stunned, "Refused?!"

"Of course I refused."

The grey-haired Ranger sneered and said, "Let's not talk about it. Anyone in Chang'an would not believe your words. You think someone is a three-year-old? Even a three-year-old will not be fooled, okay?" ? But let me ask you, why should I help you? Why are you looking for me again, Chen is so special?"

"What you said is absolutely false. If I agree, I'm afraid I will fall into your trap. I don't know if it's a fairy dance or something. I have traveled a hundred and ten countries westward. What kind of dirty tricks have I never seen? Even if it is My swordsmanship is enough, if I kill you with one sword, then I will have to face a lawsuit, the murderer will die, and Xuanzang will be implicated instead, so I can't do it."

"And if what you say is true..."

You Xia'er pressed his sword and raised his eyebrows: "Then what do I have to pay?"

Geng Chen was speechless.

Ranger said lightly:

"Besides, there is no doubt that you will use me."

"What kind of strategy do you want to use me as a pawn."

"But I, Chen Yuan, will never be willing to be a pawn in this life or forever!"

The knight raised his neck and drank the wine on the table, took out a money bag from his arms and threw it down, and left with a big laugh. Ying Long Gengchen stretched out his hand to stop him. Neng sighed, and said dejectedly: "...he has changed a lot."

"It's very different from the character back then..."

Yuan Tiangang picked up the money bag, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"No……"

The fortune teller opened the purse and dumped it on the table.

Clang clang clang sound.

There are stones all over the table.

Yuan Tiangang recalled the punch on the eye socket and twitched his forehead.

"He hasn't changed at all."

The voice paused:

"Ying Long, have you brought any money?"

There was a long silence.

Ying Long: "... money, what is it?"

……………………

"Cut, that's it, that's it?"

With a sword on his back, You Xia walked proudly on the streets of Chang'an.

When I heard that name, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity for some reason, but it quickly dissipated, so You Xia'er just took it as his own illusion, threw away his money bag, and said, "Probably because this name is indeed Sounds good."

"Haha, Jue, Shuangyu is Jue, I don't know who thought of the name."

"That's all, go find a fool to drink!"

You Xia triumphantly went to see Shi Pantuo.

That night, You Xia fell drunk under the wind and moon in Chang'an, and Shi Pantuo carried him on the quiet stone road. Under the moonlight, this city hides a powerful vitality that no other city has. The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty Gentleness shines on the drunk ranger.

And the unprecedented and unprecedented monk Anxin restored the road map of the Western Regions for His Majesty the Tang Dynasty.

After two years.

After Gaochang and Yanqi, Qiuci and Khotan belonged.

King Kucha, who was allied with the Turks, was captured in his own court.

The Protectorate of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty moved from Gaochang to Qiuci.

The location along the way is all the capitals of the exterminated country.

This year, the envoys of the Tang Dynasty returned from India. In the imperial palace of the Tang Empire, Indians participated in the formulation of the calendar. Turkic warriors were the royal guards, and musicians, singers and dancers could come from the Western Regions. great city.

The treasures of the world gather here, and all kinds of ideas can spread freely.

People from all over the world feel honored to live in Chang'an.

The people of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, even if they wear silk with patterns of the Western Regions on their bodies, listen to Turkic musical instruments, and see orchids spinning their soft waists, they can still say that this is Chang'an and the Tang Dynasty, but there is no one. Thinking that the king who created this prosperous empire with his own hands will soon pass away.

At the end, Xuanzang was by the emperor's side.

After the death of Emperor Taizong, Chen Yuan was somewhat sad, but for him, it was the little guy from the Wu family who was sent directly to Chang'an as a female official in the palace. Temple as a nun.

"Eat slowly, really, I'll buy it for you if you want to eat."

The twenty-five-year-old woman hadn't seen Hun Xing for several days. You Xia Er leaned against the old tree, looked at her helplessly, and suggested: "It's really not possible, I'll fish you out, I really want to take you Let's go, these monk soldiers are not my opponents at all."

The martial arts of the age of the gods in the one hundred and ten countries traveling westward are all integrated into his swordsmanship. This sentence is by no means empty talk.

The beautiful and generous woman in front of me has been a female official in the palace for eleven years.

It's a pity that she has been a fifth-rank female official for eleven years.

And Cairen means "the daughters of famous officials, all of whom are named Dabu, so that they can serve as attendants for the princesses and princesses at school, and serve as the duty of praise for talents."

Not even a concubine, obviously this girl does not fit His Majesty Taizong's aesthetics.

At least not as good as Xuanzang.

It is estimated that His Majesty Taizong always regretted that he could not let this monk put on a heavy armor of mixed iron and bright light, and replace the 800-jin Zen stick in his hand with a special Tang Mo knife, and go to the battlefield where the Tang Dynasty conquered the world. If it is not, the world will have another titan, and it is estimated that the emperor will get drunk with joy.

Facing Chen Yuan's invitation, the second daughter of the Wu family still shook her head, wiped the oil from the corner of her mouth, and said:

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, I have a solution."

"Well, well, since you said so..."

The ranger had no choice but to leave.

But he soon knew what it was.

His Majesty the emperor of the Tang Dynasty welcomed the little guy into the palace, and soon left a child. Chen Yuan couldn't understand it, and it could even be said that he couldn't accept it—whether he was favored or not, even if it was just a child. After all, she is Taizong's female official.

The current emperor, during the time he was keeping his father's filial piety.

In the temple, he gave birth to a son with his father's nominal female official, or even the nominal concubine Bin, which made even the sloppy ranger feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. In the country, the king's son married his stepmother, causing chaos.

But at that time, the woman's eyes were red, and she asked him with tears:

"Brother Chen, I just want to get out of here."

"Do you want me to stay in the temple all the time, for the rest of my life?"

"I'm only twenty-four."

"Besides, I and Taizong are just a false name, but my relationship with the Holy One is true... Brother Chen, you have been side by side with Master Xuanzang for more than 20 years. Do you even care about such a false name?"

You Xia suddenly remembered that after he obtained his destiny, he asked himself how he would treat her little guy if she became the lord of the world. He softened his heart inexplicably, remained silent for a long time, and left with a sigh.

But for the child who was born, he couldn't get close to him. He would rather bury his sword skills in the soil than pass them on to the prince. At this time, the guy who called himself Yinglong Gengchen, and Yuan Tiangang who never grew old, Always come to the ranger for a drink.

And it is always necessary to mention the so-called great catastrophe.

"A catastrophe."

Hearing Chen Yuan's helpless complaints, Xuanzang, who was translating the scriptures, was thoughtful and said:

"Why don't we go and see together?"

"Are you going too?"

"Of course."

The monk laughed, "Look at what kind of medicine they bought."

"It saves you from selling it to others."

The ranger who was belittled for his IQ was furious, and frantically slapped the monk's bald head.

The monk just laughed and said nothing.

Shi Pantuo pushed the door open and entered: "Master, today's lunch..."

Before the footsteps fell, he went out specially.

He fished it back for You Xiaer, pretending to be fierce and said:

"What's the matter, you want to run after looking at it?!"

"Whoever sees it has a share, and you come too!"

It may be because the monk's bald head is so easy to touch in winter. When he touched Shi Pantuo, the ranger's fingertips crackled a few times. Although he was numb from the static electricity, the ranger still kept his expression On the contrary, Shi Pantuo grinned from the electric shock.

So when Yuan Tiangang and Yinglong Gengchen arrived early.

What I saw was the Celestial Mission to the West.

The ranger wanted to speak, but was pressed down by the monk. The monk, who was no longer young, looked at Yuan Tiangang and Ying Long gently in front of him. He didn't proclaim the Buddha's name, and he didn't fold his hands together. He just said quietly: "He is Chen's clan brother." , if anything happens, as an elder brother, I should know about it."

Claiming to be Chen, he did not perform Buddhist rituals.

The protective heart is almost self-evident in the words.

Yuan Tiangang and the monk looked at each other for a long time, and finally sighed: "That's the case, that's fine."

He took out three rubbings on white paper, all of which were blurred lines.

You Xia'er frowned: "What is this? A ghost drawing talisman?"

Xuanzang's expression slowly became serious.

Ying Long said: "This is the rubbings of the river map that I found before I fought against the enemy in West Kunlun. This is where the catastrophe was discovered. There is still a ray of mystery left on it. Everyone has cultivation bases. If you don't If you dislike it, put your breath into it and try it, you should be able to see something."

"Hetu Luoshu?!"

"Yes... these two treasures have been preserved in the depths of Kunlun."

Xuanzang did not recite Buddhist scriptures, nor did he say anything else.

Tap the void with your fingers.

His mind directly covered Chen Yuan and Shi Pantuo.

Yuan Tiangang whispered with emotion, what a true Buddhist cultivator.

Xuanzang, You Xia, and Shi Pantuo all saw the remaining breath in the rubbings of the river map.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

The world changed suddenly.

The surrounding Chang'an City was completely annihilated.

There are extremely tall buildings everywhere, and at this moment, only the bones burned by the flames are left in these buildings, and there are corpses everywhere. The starry sky is full of stars, and at this moment, the stars are also annihilated bit by bit.

There is no doubt that this is the battlefield.

The surrounding battlefield is full of scars, and there are broken walls everywhere. Among the fallen corpses are a woman with white hair, an old man holding a long and a short pair of swords, a dragon and a tiger, and a handsome young man with his eyes closed. Closed, like a deep sleep, the flame traces between the eyebrows lost their luster, and the tall and honest monk folded his hands together, and passed away.

A figure stood on the ground with a mixed iron spear in his hand, his eyes were wide open, and he exuded a domineering aura. There were corpses all around him. He had stopped countless enemies, but he had no life left. Even if he died, he still stood upright. There are wisps of poppies, the roots of which have withered.

The huge ape lay down on the ground, looking up at the sky.

And on this magnificent battlefield that makes people desperate.

A familiar but unfamiliar figure slowly stood up, Chen Yuan was stunned, and then even Xuanzang and Shi Pantuo were stunned. For some reason, even though their faces were different, they could recognize that it was the ranger next to him. The girl who lost her breath and her true spirit collapsed gently put down, stood up staggeringly, and looked around.

No one responded.

With a battle ax in hand, he raised his head and roared.

With a shrill and desperate madness, he slashed violently towards the front.

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