Nanliang, capital.

Mr. Wen’s mansion.

It was already night.

There is a swaying light.

Tonight, it was drizzling like silk and the surroundings were very humid.

After several months, Ye Du finally returned to the capital and brought the Red Sandalwood treasure box back... When they returned to the capital with the help of the supporters, it was already night and the city gate had been closed. It was only with Prince Liang's token that the guards opened the city gate and were able to enter the city smoothly.

After traveling thousands of miles, even though Ye Du and the other three were all martial arts, they were already extremely tired. They wanted to go back to their mansion, take a bath, eat a meal of delicious wine and delicacies, and then hug the concubine and sleep peacefully.

But they were ordered to leave the city and now they have returned, they dare not delay, so they came to Mr. Wen's mansion overnight.

Mr. Wen, who was extremely weak and coughing, had already sat above and waited.

The dimness of the candlelight shone on his pale face, and it inevitably had a sensational smell, as if there was no breath that a living person should have.

"Have you retrieved the Red Sandalwood Treasure Box?"

Mr. Wen covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed a few times, and the handkerchief was dyed with a hint of red. He gasped for a moment and said, "I haven't encountered anything on the road?"

Ye Du and the other two looked at each other, and then Ye Du spoke and told them all about the things on the way.

After hearing this, Mr. Wen was silent for a moment.

"The White Army?"

Mr. Wen frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

Ye Du whispered: "They changed their clothes and weapons, but I can see that they must be people from the white army."

Mr. Wen was silent for a moment and said, "I understand, this matter... I will talk to me in detail in two days."

He took a deep breath and felt his chest and abdomen were much wet. He waved his hand barely, looking quite powerless.

"You have been traveling thousands of miles, and you have been going on for two or three months. I think you are tired and tired. Let's go back and rest."

While speaking, he coughed twice.

Ye Du and the other two respectfully presented the red sandalwood treasure box and immediately retreated.

But the three of them looked at each other and were quite worried.

After not seeing each other for two or three months, Mr. Wen's original injury symptoms seemed to be much worse.

Before, I was in Nan'an and returned to the capital only after I failed to seek medical treatment. I hoped that the imperial doctors in the capital could cure their injuries. But now it seems that in two or three months, the imperial doctors not only failed to cure Mr. Wen's injuries, but they could not even prevent them from worsening?

All three of them were Mr. Wen’s confidants, and they couldn’t help but worry, but they didn’t dare to ask questions.

...

Mr. Wen carried the bag of the rosewood box and returned to the room with the help of the maid.

During these days, there were maids in the room, fearing that Mr. Wen would suddenly suffer from injury and no one would take care of him.

But this time, Mr. Wen just waved his hand and sent the maids out.

The oil lamp was on in the room this time.

It sounds very crisp with an occasional bang.

But the lights are still dim.

He gently opened the silk wrapped in the red sandalwood treasure box. Even if he, Mr. Wen, who was strategist, had seen countless big scenes as Prince Liang's most trusted strategist, he seemed extremely solemn in front of this wooden box.

Regarding injuries, he knew that Qingyuan was not deceiving it.

Because he could sense that his body had gradually become weaker and irreversible over the past few days.

After two or three months of time, the imperial doctors in the palace were unable to stop the deterioration. For this reason, Prince Liang was shocked and angry and even killed three imperial doctors in a row.

If he continues to deteriorate like this, even if he leans against Prince Liang and the entire Liang Kingdom, he can continue to use rare treasure medicines such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, it is terrible that it will be difficult for him to last another half a year.

Mr. Wen has gradually felt the threat of death.

The so-called illness is in a terminal state and there is no cure, that's it.

But now, his chance to survive may be in the Rosewood Treasure Box.

“How to do it?”

Mr. Wen spoke in a low voice.

He knew that Qingyuan was always peeking at him, and he knew that Qingyuan could always hear his words and answer his words.

"Open the wooden box."

Qingyuan's voice seemed calm.

But in peace, whether there are any emotional ups and downs is not something that Mr. Wen can detect, just like a mortal.

"I have been waiting for so long. During these days, my body is getting weaker and weaker, and I am more and more looking forward to the return of this wooden box..." Mr. Wen did not open the wooden box immediately. He just smiled reluctantly and said, "But when it comes, I am not very urgent."

Qingyuan seemed to be able to detect something and said lightly: "What kind of life insights have you ever had?"

Mr. Wen sighed and said, "You said that my body cannot be saved, and the wooden box can be my support for continuing to survive. But when I opened the wooden box, I always feel that you are like a demon..."

"I opened the wooden box and I will probably be unable to help myself in the future."

"Maybe you will open the wooden box and you will pull me directly into it, fall into the abyss, and never get up again."

"The demons are the most depraved."

Mr. Wen stroked the rosewood box and said, "I felt that you want me to fall into the abyss."

...

The Mountain of Three Dangers.

A blessed land in the cave.

Mr. Wen, who appeared on the ancient mirror, was extremely weak, but was not in a hurry to open the wooden box, but was a little emotional, a little alert, and cautious.

Kiyohara was silent for a moment as she listened to the familiar words.

"I think this is what I think about the Demon Ancestor. I don't want to have any connection with him, and I don't want to be pulled down to the abyss by him."

"Now in the eyes of this Mr. Wen, am I also an evil figure like the Demon Ancestor?"

Kiyohara couldn't help but laugh, and a smile appeared on her face, "This Mr. Wen is really interesting."

Inspiring depravity?

Falling into the abyss?

Demons?

Those who are different from the normal are demons, and those who are not conducive to the world are demons.

This is the evaluation of the Daozu of Qingyuan.

"demon?"

Kiyohara smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with it..."

In the smile, he finally sighed.

The Demon Ancestor was determined to subvert the world, destroy the world of Gods, and turn the world into the "demon realm" he wanted. This is the real demon.

But when Qingyuan asked himself, he never wanted to subvert this world.

Both are demons in the eyes of the Taoist ancestor, but Qingyuan has always distinguished himself from the Demon ancestor.

But in the eyes of the world, demons are demons, and there is no different kind.

Qingyuan looked at Mr. Wen in the ancient mirror and couldn't help but chuckled.

...

Under the dim light.

Mr. Wen sighed.

"Although the body cannot help, it is now going to be decayed... not even the body, let alone the body cannot help."

"You guessed it right, I have been planning for decades and can't let it go."

"Then...just as you, the demon."

Mr. Wen gently opened the upper lid of the rosewood box to reveal the things inside.

The red sandalwood treasure box was wrapped in this light yellow silk with him and handed it to Ye Du.

At that time, there was nothing in the box.

Later, after handing it over to Ye Du and the other two, the three of them kept in mind the strict orders and escorted the whole way, and did not dare to slack off. In two or three months, they took turns to protect them, and never left their sight. They bypassed the West Mountain and returned immediately.

But now, there is something in the red sandalwood treasure box that should have been empty.

"Ye Du, Song Lao, Gu Ke, these three masters have never been slackened in escorting treasure boxes, but you actually hid things in it, but they were completely unaware of the changes inside. It was really a god and a ghost..."

"I have always valued the abilities of the three of them. Even the great masters of martial arts who are good at hiding can't be silent. Under their noses, they can do anything to do in this red sandalwood treasure box."

"The methods of the gods and immortals are really extraordinary."

Mr. Wen laughed, coughed lightly, and gently took out the things placed in the red sandalwood treasure box.

This is a talisman.

The background of the talisman paper is pitch black and the patterns are pale white, with an unpredictable smell.

"It is said that talismans are painted in yellow paper and cinnabar."

Mr. Wen smiled bitterly and said, "Your black talisman... I have never heard of it. Shouldn't you really be a demon?"

Qingyuan's voice came, and Youyou said, "Even if it is a demon, won't you accept your fate?"
Chapter completed!