Nightwatcher

Just after saying this, Xu Qi'an thought of the rule of "those who spy on the secrets of the heavens must be bound by the secrets of the heavens", and shut up decisively.

"Grandma, what did you see?"

Lina asked instinctively, and immediately remembered the rules of the Heavenly Gu Department: Don't tell if you see through!

The prophets of the Heavenly Gu Department have always followed this rule.

Lina still knew the consequences of breaking the secret - the whole family went to the prophet's house for dinner.

Everyone's eyes focused on Grandma Heavenly Gu, focused on her face, and started their own interpretations:

The Heavenly Gu mother-in-law is looking at the south, and the future she foresees is related to the southern border, and to the God Gu.

In the dignified expression, there is more confusion and bewilderment, which shows that she herself has not interpreted the foreseen future.

Grandma Tiangu's complexion isn't too bad, at least it's not a bad thing, hey, if you look closely, her facial features are very beautiful, she must have been a top-notch beauty when she was young.

When everyone's thoughts were full of thoughts, Grandma Tiangu gradually calmed down, leaning on a walking stick, and said kindly:

"I just saw some puzzling futures. I can't elaborate on the details. I can't judge whether it is good or bad at the moment, but rest assured that it is not a direct and terrible disaster."

Hearing this, the extraordinary powerhouses in the hall suddenly nodded, which was almost as they had expected.

Two conclusions were drawn from this meeting - luck may be needed to be promoted to the god of war; Ke Dao knows the way to be promoted to the god of war!

The next goal is very clear, when Zhao Shou is promoted to the second rank, help the carving knife touch the seal.

Huaiqing concluded:

"The northward migration of the Gu tribe cannot be delayed. After the leaders returned to southern Xinjiang, they immediately summoned the tribe to go north. Yongzhouguan City is a bit reluctant to accommodate the seven tribes of the Gu tribe, so you need to expand by yourself. After the autumn harvest, it will be winter. Grain, grass and cotton clothes, etc. The imperial court will provide the supplies."

Long Tu must be full of food and lodging, so he is very happy.

She looked at the other superpowers again, and said in a deep voice:

"Practice each other and deal with the catastrophe."

After the meeting, Lina took her father Longtu to see her elder brother Mosang. Mosang is now a member of the imperial army and is in charge of security at the south gate of the palace.

Like Miao Youfang, they are both the empress' confidantes.

Approaching the south gate, Long Tu saw from a distance his son, who had not seen him for a long time, wearing a suit of armor, patrolling the city.

"Mosang!"

Longtu called his son loudly.

The sound waves rolled like thunder.

The imperial guards under the city were startled, subconsciously held down the handle of the knife, and looked left and right to find the source of the sound.

Mo Sang jumped down from the top of the wall and ran over bravely. Before the man got close, the voice came first:

"Father, this is the palace, you can't shout, you can't shout."

Lina nodded vigorously:

"Father, elder brother thinks you are ashamed."

Longtu's eyes widened, and he clapped his big fan-like hand, knocking Mosang to the ground, shattering the green bricks.

"Don't hit, don't hit." Mo Sang repeatedly begged for mercy, aggrieved:

"Father, I am now a member of the imperial army, so many subordinates are watching, please save me some face."

"What face are you saving!" Long Tu stared, and said in a low voice:

"I beat you in front of your people, what's the problem?"

"No problem, no problem." Mo Sang was kind and thoughtful, muttering in his heart: Daddy is a rough guy.

Long Tu glanced at the imperial guards who were closely watching the movement here, smiled and pointed, his expression softened slightly, and said:

"How big is Baihu?"

Mo Sang came to the spirit all of a sudden, showing off:

"Hundred households belong to the sixth grade, with one hundred and twenty soldiers in command. It is hereditary. Dad, do you know what is hereditary? Even if I die, you can inherit it. Ah no, no, my son can inherit it after I die.

"I'm going out now, and ordinary people will have to call me a military master or an adult when they see me.

"The high officials in the imperial court have to respect me when they see me. I am a person who has shed blood for Dafeng, and I am a direct line of His Majesty. No one dares to offend me."

He held his head up, his face full of pride.

That expression and posture, like a promising son showing off to his father, expecting to be praised.

But Longtu just snorted:

"One day I can't get along anymore, remember to come back to farm and hunt."

After speaking, he turned and left with his precious daughter Lina.

Mo Sang pouted, turned around and shouted at the guards:

"What are you looking at, a bunch of bastards."

After walking for a certain distance, Longtu stopped, looked back at the vaguely outlined south gate, and remained silent.

Lina glanced at her father carefully, and saw rare tenderness and relief in the eyes of this rough and reckless man.

In the sunny afternoon, autumn is dry.

In a certain Goulan in the inner city, Song Tingfeng, who was wearing a silver gong uniform, held a jug in his hand and slapped the railing with the other hand, echoing the music from the stage on the first floor.

Zhu Guangxiao was as dull as ever, drinking and eating on his own, occasionally groping around the beauties who served him.

On the opposite side of him was Xu Yuanhuai with the same stern expression, like a block of ice. Perhaps the guest's demeanor was too indifferent, and the woman serving him was a bit reserved.

"Beauty, don't be so restrained!" Song Tingfeng came back to his senses, put his arms around his "waiter", and said with a smile:

"After entering the room and going to bed, you will know how crazy he is."

Xu Yuanhuai had long been used to Song Tingfeng's temper, and continued to drink without expression.

Song Tingfeng shook his head and sighed:

"No fun!

"Two stuffy jars! It's better when Ning Yan is around. I haven't learned marksmanship with him for a long time. Yuan Huai, you don't look like him at all."

Xu Yuanhuai still ignored him.

Song Tingfeng said again:

"You are also at the age to marry a wife. Has your family found a matchmaker for you?"

Xu Yuanhuai shook his head:

"The house is messy enough. My mother is worried that the sisters-in-law will fight every day. I don't want to marry another wife to cause trouble for her. Let's talk about it in a few years."

And it's fine now.

Xu Yuanhuai put down his wine glass, picked up the woman beside him, and went into the back room.

Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes, slightly drunk, and continued listening to the song.

Peace and prosperity, very good.

"Huaiqing year, the third day of September, frost dew.

I can't help but want to write a diary again. For me, my friends, and the people of the Central Plains, this is probably the last calm before the storm.

When the catastrophe comes, all the living beings in Kyushu will be sacrificed and become super sacrifices to replace the way of heaven.

But before that, I can use my hand pen to record bits and pieces about them. Well, I made myself a charcoal pencil to improve my writing speed, unfortunately, even with the charcoal pencil, my handwriting is still ugly.

The migration of the Gu tribe has been completed. They temporarily live in the market town of Guanshi. They have food and supplies provided by the imperial court, including food and lodging.

Well, during this visit to the Gu Clan, I had several in-depth exchanges with Luan Yu by the way. She proposed to be my concubine and followed me back to the capital.

What a stupid woman, wouldn't it be nice to be the boss of the Emotional Gu Department? There are vixen, Luo Yuheng, empress, and Feiyan heroine in the capital. The water is too deep for her to grasp.

She just needs to hold onto the future. "

"Huaiqing year, the fifth day of September.

The luck of the northern border was plundered by the witches and gods, and the monsters and barbarians were wiped out, and the remnants entered Chuzhou and became part of Dafeng.

The Nine-Tailed Fox should have already sailed with the descendants of the gods and demons, and all affairs have been dealt with, only waiting for the catastrophe to come.

Lingyin has been promoted to the seventh rank, and Longtu entrusted me to take her to the southern border to absorb the energy and blood of the Gu God. This talent is too scary. Give her another ten years, and there will be no such thing as me, a half-step Martial God.

Apart from me, the Xu family's most talented person is Lingyin, followed by Lingyue.

A few days ago, Lingyue officially became a monk, worshiped in Lingbao Temple, and became the direct disciple of Zhenren Banyue. Lingyue has a very high talent for cultivating Taoism, and it is a good choice to worship Lingbao Temple, it is better than marrying and having children, and being a little young woman in a deep boudoir.

Because of this incident, my aunt almost threw herself into a well to coerce Lingyue to change her mind, but it didn't work.

It's understandable that the aunt's mentality is bursting, because Erlang and Wang Simu's marriage has been postponed. In Erlang's words, how can a super-quality immortal get married!

The catastrophe was approaching, and he had no intention of getting married. After all, if the catastrophe could not be overcome by the catastrophe, everyone would die, and getting married would be meaningless.

But my aunt still thought that Erlang would get married early, so that she could repay her grandchildren. After all, the eldest daughter became a nun and became a female crown.

Don't count on Erlang, do you count on Suzune?

With Lingyin's style, when she grows up in the future, there is a greater probability that she will be: Mother, the child has gone out to fight the world, and I will come back to see you when I rule the world! "

"Huaiqing year, the sixth day of September.

Today, Yuan Shuang also joined the Sitian Supervisor and became a disciple of the Supervisor. But it was not a direct disciple, but Sun Xuanji accepted the apprentice on behalf of the master, and since then Yuan Shuang has become a member of the "Mute Party".

As long as it is not a direct disciple of Jianzheng, everything is easy to talk about. After all, if you want to become a prison student, don't even think about cerebral thrombosis within ten years. This is not a good thing.

Among the members of the Tiandihui, Asuro is in retreat. It is said that he has made a breakthrough in practicing the Vajra Dharma, and is preparing to hit the first rank.

Li Miaozhen traveled around the world, doing chivalry and accumulating merit, and drinking with me until dawn before going, and never seeing each other again before the catastrophe.

Master Hengyuan is now the abbot of Qinglong Temple, and he has been classified under the Mahayana Buddhism. He has transferred to the Zen master system and assisted Dueruohan in writing Buddhist scriptures and teachings.

The Holy Son was completely lying down, except for regular visits to the Sitianjian to ask for pills to invigorate the kidneys and strengthen the body, he usually saw no one.

Lina and Lingyin were carefree as always, laughing and joking, idiot is good, idiot is not troubled. Well, when I was writing this sentence, there was an orange cat passing by the window. I suspected it was Daoist Jinlian, but I am sorry to expose it. "

"Huaiqing year, the eighth day of September.

Went to the Si Tianjian and took Zhong Li to the Xu Mansion.

Unexpectedly, Chu Caiwei managed Si Tianjian very well. Her greatest deed was inaction. Is this the power of governance by doing nothing in the legend? "

"Huaiqing year, the tenth day of September.

Lin'an came to Guishui, alas, not pregnant, Luo Yuheng Yeji and Mu Nanzhi's stomachs didn't move, it seems that it is indeed my problem.

It's okay to have children who are difficult, but I'm afraid that saying this about reproductive isolation seems to make me seem inhuman. "

"In the first year of Huaiqing, on the eighteenth day of the ninth month, frost kills.

In the solar terms of Dafeng, today we will worship the ancestors of the three generations. Under the auspices of the second uncle, Erlang and I and I worshiped the grandfather.

Afterwards, I saw my second uncle taking Yuanshuang and Yuanhuai secretly offering sacrifices to the Improper Son of Man.

In the afternoon, I drank tea with Duke Wei. He said that if there was still a future, he wanted to resign and return to his hometown, and travel around the world with the Queen Mother. I said in my heart, don't plant flags indiscriminately, and be careful to stuff cattle and sheep with empty promises.

But when I thought about my promise to Mu Nanzhi, I fell silent.

When seeing Wei Yuan, she forgot to bring Zhong Li, causing her to be hit in the waist by Xu Lingyin who was running around with her eyes closed, and two ribs were broken. "

"Huaiqing year, the sixth day of October.

There is still a month before the catastrophe, and I specially visited some old people. Wang Butou and Kuaishou brothers have not changed much. For them, ordinary is the greatest happiness.

The county magistrate Zhu was promoted, but he was dispatched to Yongzhou.

Lu Qing is now the chief arrester of the six sects, his official position is getting higher and higher, and his cultivation level is getting stronger and stronger, but he is still unmarried. Why bother, alas!

Miao Youfang was doing well in the imperial army. He had already stepped into the fourth rank, and he was just waiting for his seniority or military merits to be promoted to become a commander.

In the afternoon, I went to the bar with Song Tingfeng, Zhu Guangxiao and Brother Chun to listen to the music. In order not to make Brother Chun go crazy, I deliberately sent the little pity back to the Sitianjian.

Guangxiao's daughter-in-law is pregnant, and Song Tingfeng is still alone. I know what he wants, and I know that he yearns for the road full of traffic. Every evening and morning, the trail will be covered with hoarfrost. Therefore do not want to get married.

There are many memories of me in the Yamen of the Warden. Now that I think about it, even the Zhu family and his son are an important part of the memory. The knife to the surname Zhu split my brilliant and extraordinary life. "

"Huaiqing year, the eighth day of October.

I went to the Northeast and Southern Xinjiang today, and there were no living beings within a hundred miles of Jingshan City. The power of the witch god continued to spread, and mortals could not survive under his coercion.

The natives and most of the animals in southern Xinjiang have completely transformed their Gu. Fortunately, during this period of time, the leaders of the Gu tribe have been going to the southern border to eliminate the Gu beasts, so no extraordinary Gu beasts were born.

There is not much time left for Kyushu. "

"Huaiqing year, October eleventh.

This is my last diary entry, and I want to write something only for myself.

I remember when I first came to this world, I was mostly hesitant and fearful about Kyushu, which is full of extraordinary power, so I only wanted to live a boring life of three wives and four concubines, and I was unwilling to pursue power and strength.

Unfortunately, from the day I woke up, my future fate was doomed.

At first, it was fate and crises that pushed me forward, and they forced me to improve myself crazily just to survive.

Joan of Arc, Witchcraft, Buddhism, Jianzheng, Xu Pingfeng, these people, these forces, they are always chasing me and pushing me.

Later, I don’t know when I started, I tried to take the initiative to do something for the people around me, for the people of the Central Plains, so that I could get angry and risk my life.

Maybe it started when I slashed at my superior for a little girl; maybe it started when I shouted "I'm not an official" for Master Zheng and the people of Chuzhou.

But no matter what, now I know exactly what I want.

During this period of time, I often recall the various experiences of my previous life. I can still clearly remember the voices and smiles of my parents, the bustling metropolis, and the social animals walking in a hurry.

I suddenly realized that although the previous life was tiring, at least most people were safe and happy.

But the people of Kyushu, the creatures of Kyushu, live in a world where imperial power is supreme and power is supreme, and the weak are born to be slaughtered.

And these are not the cruelest, the super-grade recovery is the real disaster of annihilation.

What I'm doing now can be described in four sentences - establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations.

The four sentences I wrote at the beginning to pretend to be in front of Erlang have actually run through my life, a short three-year life.

Destiny is wonderful.

Finally, among the women with whom I have emotional intertwined, I love Mu Nanzhi the most, maybe because of her beauty, maybe because of her character, I can't tell, love itself is not clear.

The most pitiful thing is Zhong Li, she is always so unlucky, she likes to look at you with weak eyes like a deer when she is hurt, who would not pity her.

The one I respect the most is Li Miaozhen, because of one sentence: but do good deeds, don't ask about the future.

I couldn't do it before, but I can do it now. And she does it all the time.

The one I love the most is Lin'an. She is a lotus flower that grew out of the mud. She was born in the royal family, but still retains an innocent and innocent disposition. Her kindness to me is sincere and sincere.

The most valued person is Huaiqing, she is a well-deserved strong woman, ambitious, ambitious and cunning, but not cruel, she has flesh and blood, thanks to Wei Yuan and Layman Ziyang.

Their teachings played an important role in guiding Huaiqing.

I am most grateful to Luo Yuheng, besides Wei Gong, she has the most kindness to me. From killing Joan of Arc to traveling in the rivers and lakes, and then to the Yunzhou rebellion, she never left me and took risks for me.

For a woman, it is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover. For a man, a woman who is willing to stand with you through thick and thin, why do you not love her?

And Ye Ji is the only woman who makes me feel that I am the "big master" in the feudal era. It seems that I, a half-step warrior, feel very sad, but it is true. Except for Ye Ji, other fish are not fuel-efficient Lamps, no, they are torches.

If I'm not careful, I will get burned and fall into the Shura field.

Well, at present, the most sleepy woman is Nine-Tailed Fox.

Peerless enchantress, peerless elegance.

Of course, I don't intend to put this idea into action now, after all, she is overseas and out of reach.

Xu Qi'an!

October thirteenth.

In Yunlu Academy, Zhao Shou, wearing a scarlet official robe, climbed the steps meticulously and came to the Yasheng Temple.

PS: Chapter Ninety-Eight, it should be Chapter Ninety-Eight, I made a mistake, and wrote Daoist Jin Lian as Zhao Shou. The dean has always been a third-rank Dzogchen. After entering the court and becoming an official, he must accumulate luck to be promoted to the second rank. In the past, relying on Confucian crowns and carving knives, he had a combat power comparable to that of the second rank.