The Demon Road of the Republic of China

Gu Jinghan's eyes were dark, Yan Ziqi's helpless smile echoed in his ears, but his thoughts returned to decades ago.

Evergreen Mountain decades ago is very different from what it is now.

At that time, Changqing Mountain was a sacred place for cultivating Taoism, with beautiful mountains and rivers, luxuriant forests, and full of greenery in all seasons.There are no cottages, and no ordinary people. There is only a Taoist temple that appears and disappears from time to time, detached from the mundane world.

In troubled times, the people are in dire straits.Demons and demons roam freely, and a hundred ghosts travel at night.

Cultivators outside the world must come out every calamity, and they all descended the mountain one after another, choosing the Ming Lord they want to assist, and going through this calamity together.Changqingguan is no exception.

"The lord of Fengyang has been waiting at the foot of the mountain for several months. After several tests, he is sincere. Now most of the other cultivators have entered the world, and I am afraid that they will not be able to catch up with the fortune of this calamity. Han'er, you will go down the mountain today , go to assist the Lord of Fengyang, kill all the demons, and seek your own good fortune in this troubled world."

In the bamboo forest where the wind was rustling, the old Taoist with long beard and white beard sighed and patted the shoulder of the disciple beside him.

"Yes, Master." The young man in plain white Taoist robe nodded slightly, his face pale.

The old Taoist glanced at the young man, and scolded with a smile: "What an ice cube temper." His voice paused, but he smiled, "That's okay, with such a temper, he will never enter the world and be blinded by emotions and desires."

"Han'er, remember, it's easy to enter the world and difficult to get out of the world, so you must keep your heart and never forget your original intention."

The voice of the old Taoist's advice slowly fell behind, Gu Jinghan was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, without any luggage, so he went down the mountain in the morning light.

The mountain road is rugged, clearing the clouds and seeing the fog.

Not long after Gu Jinghan walked around the formation, he saw the lightly dressed Lord Fengyang.

That was a man who didn't look like a king at all.

He is dressed in black and has black hair, straddling a horse, playing with a wicker in his hands, half-closed his beautiful and stunning peach eyes, as if bored.

I don't know where Master's sincerity came from.

Just when Gu Jinghan was sizing up the Lord of Fengyang through the thin mist, his half-closed peach eyes suddenly lifted and looked into the mist.

There was no need to hide any longer, Gu Jinghan walked out of the lingering white mist, and bowed in the light of the rising sun, "Evergreen View, Gu Jinghan."

Escape from the world, the posture of a fairy.

Unstoppable shock and obsession surged in those peach blossom eyes, and then with a light blink, all emotions were restrained, and he replied with a smile: "Feng Yang, Rong Fei."

This is the real first acquaintance between him and Rong Fei.

And at that time, he didn't know that from the moment he glanced at him, he was doomed.

Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei left Changqing Mountain, slaying demons and demons all the way, and returned to Fengyang Kingdom.

Fighting for the world, Gu Jinghan didn't want to get involved, so he moved to Rong Fei's bedroom, only responsible for his safety.

Accompanied day and night, facing each other day and night, the two strangers gradually became acquainted.

Gu Jinghan didn't talk much, and he didn't have much emotion. Most of the time, Rong Fei was talking and Gu Jinghan was listening.

Occasionally, Rong Fei would ask Gu Jinghan to talk about slaying demons and eliminating demons, or the days of cultivating in the mountains. The boring and flat narrations were all taken as lullabies, and before he fell asleep in a daze, he would laugh at him, "It's like a little girl." like an old man".

From Gu Jinghan's point of view, Rong Fei is an excellent ruler.

Diligent in government and loving the people, fair in dealing with affairs, and compassionate in heart.He has no overly ambitious ambitions, but he will never let others bully him, lose his power and humiliate the country.The lights in the dormitory often stay on all night long, and it is Rong Fei who handles government affairs.

Sometimes some ghosts and monsters would sneak in, intending to murder Rong Fei, but they all fell under Gu Jinghan's sword.

Gradually, the reputation of Changqingshan Gu Jinghan spread.

Knowing his origin, then there are ways and strategies to deal with it.

During an expedition, the enemy formed an array of hundreds of civilians, trapping Gu Jinghan who couldn't attack ordinary people at will.When he got out of trouble, Rong Fei was already drenched in blood and dying.

Gu Jinghan used pills to hang Rong Fei's life, and rushed to Changqing Mountain day and night, wanting to ask his master to save Rong Fei.But there was an unexpected situation, a plague suddenly broke out around Changqing Mountain, Rong Fei was weak and contracted the disease before entering the city.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Rong Fei was dying, and the medicine was useless.

But at this moment, three cultivators came to see Gu Jinghan and told him that this plague was not a sudden outbreak, but a chaos of the heavenly law. The heavenly demon descended into the world, and if it could not be sealed in time, it would be a catastrophe for the destruction of the world.They want Gu Jinghan to help, gather the power of everyone, seal the demon into the body of a person of great merit, and suppress the demon with the power of merit.

"A man of great merit and virtue in this world, Fengyang Rongfei."

Yan Ziqi whispered, "Gu Tianshi, since the Lord of Fengyang cannot be cured, why not..."

A wave of anger welled up in Gu Jinghan's chest for no reason, and his eyes were always calm and calm: "No."

He looked at Yan Ziqi: "Don't tell me that you must be a person of great merit. Besides, a cultivator can also use his life's cultivation to seal the demon..."

Yan Ziqi shook his head and said: "Cultivators are fine, but it takes nearly a hundred years of cultivation to have a chance. I just want to ask you, how many cultivators with more than a hundred years of cultivation are still in this world? Gu Tianshi, if you Say this later, maybe you can give it a try..."

Gu Jinghan frowned: "I..."

"I am willing."

A weak but decisive voice sealed the matter.Gu Jinghan was only protecting Rong Fei, he had no reason to oppose him, and he didn't know why he wanted to oppose the decision of the Lord of Fengyang.

The four cultivators formed an array, gathered the diseased air from hundreds of miles around, forced the demon to show up, and sealed it into Rong Fei's body while it was weak and not yet formed.

At the moment of the seal, Gu Jinghan noticed that two wisps of disease qi had escaped and got into the bodies of Yan Ziqi and another cultivator.But neither of them felt anything, nor did they feel uncomfortable, so they could only suppress it.

When the demon entered his body and Rong Fei's breath was cut off, there was a flash of light, which instantly restored his thin face to its former appearance.

He stretched out his hand towards Gu Jinghan, the peach blossom eyes sparkled, fleeting, and everything was ambiguous, but it only showed the appearance of one person.

Rong Fei said softly: "Gu Tianshi, I'm a little cold...can you help me...to warm my hands?"

The wind shakes the layered veils on the high platform, like thousands of snow dancing together.

That hand was pale and slender, shiny and strong, lifted from the veil, and stopped in front of Gu Jinghan.

Looking into Rong Fei's eyes, Gu Jinghan finally noticed something, and his heart trembled suddenly.

Dazed, his body froze and he couldn't move.

Then, he watched helplessly as the hand that was stubbornly stretched out towards him flicked and fell suddenly, like snow falling on a dead branch, and quietly collapsed.

Rong Fei died.

Ten years later, when the troubled times ended, Gu Jinghan brought Rong Fei's body back to Changqing Mountain.

Due to the overflow of demon energy, Evergreen Mountain became Fanshan. After the death of the master, the Evergreen Temple was no longer there. Gu Jinghan traveled all over the world, looking for a solution to the demon.

Yan Ziqi saw him again, and only said one sentence: "Ordinary people chasing immortals are like ants wanting to climb to the sky. They are overwhelmed and wishful thinking-this is the truth that Rong Guozhu understands, Gu Tianshi, why can't you see through it?" Woolen cloth?"

"Are you really moved?"

Gu Jinghan retreated.

After retreating for decades, when he came out, he gouged out his eyes and heart, and figured out a chance to turn around. Then, he set up a fortune-telling booth at the foot of Evergreen Mountain, and waited for the reincarnated Rong Fei.

Memories so far.

After decades, Yan Ziqi once again asked the question that Gu Jinghan avoided answering——

"Your heart has been pulled out, and your eyes have been dug out. Will you still be moved by this mortal?"

How should Gu Jinghan answer him now?

After a short memory distraction, Gu Jinghan actually smiled under Yan Ziqi's gaze, "I have cultivated for a hundred years."

"Didn't you just cultivate for 70 years..." Yan Ziqi was at a loss for a moment, then stared at Gu Jinghan with wide eyes, and said in disbelief, "You...the Heavenly Demon seal shouldn't be shaken, you deliberately broke it in advance ? You...you practice so desperately, do you want...to replace it with your body?"

Gu Jinghan closed his eyes: "Lao Yan, the celestial master, will help you, and after three days, the celestial demon will come out and be sealed into my body."

He couldn't see that Rong Fei's lifespan was shorter and more miserable than the previous life because of the body of the heavenly demon.If this matter has to be carried by someone after all, it would be him.

Yan Ziqi stared blankly at Gu Jinghan, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the third day, Gu Jinghan went up to Changqing Mountain one step ahead of Yan Ziqi.

On the winding mountain road, when Rong Fei first saw Gu Jinghan, his eyes filled with ecstasy. He was about to move forward, but he stopped suddenly and raised his bow and arrow.

Draw the bow and strike the string, the arrow is on the string.

"Who are you?" Rong Fei's expression was cold as his ecstasy was concealed by suspicion.

The cold light pointed directly at the eyebrows, but Gu Jinghan seemed to be unaware, and walked up step by step until the point of the arrow pierced his throat, and a tiny drop of blood leaked out.

"What are you..." Rong Fei was startled, and hurried to stop, but Gu Jinghan grabbed his wrist.

Yan Ziqi activated the formation that he set up two days ago, and Gu Jinghan felt a steady stream of cold air pouring into his body, penetrating into his soul, making him almost freeze.

Except for the warmth of the palm.

Gu Jinghan gripped Rong Fei's wrist slightly, but before retracting it, he went down and wrapped his whole hand into his palm.

At this time, Rong Fei was still young, his hands were slightly smaller than Gu Jinghan's, and when he was wrapped in the palm of his hand, it was the invasion of a completely different breath.

Rong Fei finally realized that something was wrong, threw the bow and arrow, raised his other hand to grab Gu Jinghan's hand, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Gu Jinghan felt the warmth in his palm, his low and cold voice softened, and said: "I have something to tell you, listen carefully and remember clearly."

Rong Fei was startled: "You said..."

"After tonight, there will be a hundred miles around, and the plague will be rampant. There is a herb named Qinggan in Changqing Mountain, which can be controlled..." When Gu Jinghan uttered the first word, blood overflowed from his lips uncontrollably, falling Red skirt.

"Three years later, there was a rebellion in the army, and there was a famous general in Huai City, who was good at bows and crossbows..."

"Ten years later, there will be a severe drought in the south..."

"Nineteen years later, Beihe diverted its course..."

"27 years later, Qishan Earthquake..."

The Taoist robe was stained with blood, and the flesh and blood fell off.

"Shut up! Stop talking...I tell you to shut up, Gu Jinghan! Are you crazy!" Rong Fei wanted to break away from Gu Jinghan's hand to cover his mouth, his eyes were red and his canthus were about to split.

Gu Jinghan pressed Rong Fei tightly, he felt the coldness of the heavenly demon entering his body, and before his body died completely, he said in a low and quick voice: "You will forget all this, just remember what I said."

"Fei, go to sleep."

Rong Fei fell to the bushes in the middle of the night.

"You have spied so many secrets..." Yan Ziqi walked out from Lin Yi, his face pale, "Don't you want to have a next life?!"

"After all, he will die, I hope the rest of his life will be smooth." Gu Jinghan said in a low voice.

There is a wind passing through the forest, and the shadows of the moon are heavy.

Yan Ziqi looked at Gu Jinghan's bloody body, and said to the cultivator walking behind him: "Shen Yuan, I really can't believe it... Gu Jinghan from Changqing Mountain actually died, on a mortal body..."

"Joining the WTO is easy and getting out of the world is difficult."

Lu Chenyuan sighed, and took Yan Ziqi's hand, "But if you are a mortal, and you have this fate, I will definitely make the same choice as Gu Jinghan. Who said he is an ice lump..."

A deep sigh scattered into the wind.

"...Obviously a very affectionate person."

The life of Rong Fei, the founding emperor of the Daqi Dynasty, is a legend.

Rong Fei lost his father when he was young, and turned into a bandit. Later, he took advantage of a plague to win the hearts of the people and supported himself in troubled times.

In difficult times, he was named as an assistant in Huaicheng, and finally put down the troubled times, established the Daqi Dynasty, and established Qishan as the capital.

After Rong Fei proclaimed himself emperor, he was fierce in means, diligent and kind-hearted, and widely practiced benevolent government, which was loved by the people.

During his reign, he relieved the severe drought in the south, prevented the diversion of the Beihe River, pre-empted the earthquake in Qishan, and helped the internal and external security. He can be regarded as an emperor through the ages.

Rong Fei had no wife and no children in his life. A hundred years later, he was buried in the Qishan Tomb with only a simple wooden signboard, which became a legend in the history books.

In the same year, on Changqing Mountain.

A four or five-year-old child with a cold face came to the abandoned Taoist temple, and a blank look flashed in his eyes.

The white-haired old Taoist came out of the temple: "Child, why did you come to this barren mountain alone?"

"Appreciate teacher."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes: "Oh, I want to be a little Taoist priest, so what's your name?"

The boy looked at the old man and said, "Gu Jinghan."

"Okay, the poor Taoist can accept you and let you stay in Changqingguan. But you have to wait for someone in the bamboo forest on the mountain road every day at Shenshi, until the person comes." The old Taoist said with a smile, "The person's surname is Rong Mingfei is your junior brother."

The author has something to say: the next chapter will almost reveal all the foreshadowing... In fact, it is all wrong qwq is not cruel