Chapter 480 480: The truth (Part 2) [Please give me a monthly vote]


    Gong Xiqiu: "After all, he is a 15th-class young man, and he is only one line away from breaking through, so he is not that easy to die."


    Jimo Can''s rolling eyes became more and more obvious.


    "Then you just need to cut off his head while he is unable to resist now? Do you have to wait for him to break free?"


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    This is very reasonable.


    Until he cut off the annoying head with his own hands, Gong Xiqiu still felt a little unreal like a dream... Is Tang Guo really dead? This seems a bit too easy and abrupt. But the head is in his own hands, and it cannot be an illusion.


    "He...is he really dead?"


    Jimo Can said, "Yes."


    "Are you really dead?"


    Jimo Can rarely be patient: "Yes."


    Gong Xichou laughed with his head holding it and raising his arms.


    "He''s really dead!"


    Take a circle to celebrate.


    "Great revenge is avenged! Hahahaha-"


    I laughed for a long time and found that I was the only one who was laughing.


    "Why don''t you laugh?"


    Jimo Can asked back: "Why do I smirk?"


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    Is this really the husband I chose?


    Isn’t it said that the high priest is a person favored by the gods?


    What is the aesthetic taste of the gods?


    A mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and his joy faded a little, but it didn''t matter. Jimocan didn''t know how to celebrate, so he could share the news with his uncle and others. He killed the three masterminds of King Guo and killed the executioner Tang Guo...


    It''s also a relief for them.


    But before Gong Xichou could speak, their bodies began to disappear from under their feet, and Gong Xichou rushed forward.


    "uncle-"


    The uncle patted his head lightly.


    "Our A Nian has grown up smoothly."


    These words made Gong Xiqiu''s eyes quickly turn red, and tears rush out, and Jimo Can only watch this scene coldly.


    Whether it is him or these heroic spirits whose obsessions in the Western tribe have not dispersed, their purpose today is never to kill Tang Guo.


    It is just the elders who are under pressure to let the aggrieved junior vent their resentment over the years, completely remove the burden of extermination of the clan, and move towards the future with his head held high and his chest held high. His life is not in the past. As for Tang Guo? His life was just harvested.


    "Uncle and the others-"


    Gong Xiqiu looked at Jimo Can like a request for help.


    Jimo Can said, "The obsession has disappeared, so you cannot force it to stay."


    As he said that, the high priest''s clothes were completely removed.


    "Then can you requiem them and send them back to the embrace of the gods?" Gong Xiqiu''s tone was a bit cautious.


    If he can, he will smile and send his elders to the new life.


    Jimo Can heard the word "rest", his expression was weird and helpless. He didn''t say no, but he didn''t say yes: "Come with me - I just said, take down Tang Guo''s head, and I will tell you the truth. But I promise, don''t regret it."


    Gongxi Qiu cheered up.


    Looking back at the place where the elders disappeared.


    "You said that, how could I regret it?"


    The movements at Chengkang Temple have already alarmed the guards of the capital, and Gong Xiqiu and Jimo Can left this place of trouble as soon as possible.


    Then, in a secluded rural wooden house, he saw the person Jimo Can let him see, but this person—


    Gong Xiqiu looked at Jimo Can, then looked at "Jimo Can" lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his skin turned pale, with a little panic expression, and he kept exchanging between the two. A strong uneasiness surged into his heart, and he pulled Jimo Can backed.


    Close the wooden door with a snap.


    Jimo Can silently looked at his stupid behavior.


    "Didn''t you say you don''t regret it?"


    Gong Xiqiu was angered by his indifferent inquiry.


    "What''s going on here!"


    How could there be two Jimo Can?


    Jimo Can brushed away Gong Xiqiu, who was in trouble, pushed open the door and stepped in, and saw no stranger about himself in his expression. He stayed in the shadows in the house and looked back at Gong Xiqiu who was standing in the light: "I''ll tell you now."


    "I don''t listen! I just don''t listen!"


    Jimocan picked up a wooden stick.


    Frowning, "Do you want to get beaten up in your butt?"


    Gong Xiqiu was so angry that he couldn''t suffocate himself to death.


    Jimo Can sighed: "When should we start with this matter? It''s complicated. I''m afraid that you can''t understand it, it''s simple, and it''s also afraid that you will understand it incorrectly. Regardless of whether you understand it or not, remember it carefully and think about it slowly."


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    "Although I call myself ''Jimocan'', in fact, I have long been no longer qualified to have this surname." Jimocan came up with a big thunder. "Many years ago, when your elder brother was still there, I took over as the position of high priest..."


    "But I don''t like it, but I don''t know where I don''t like it."


    "Until leaving the clan land and seeing the chaos and cruelty outside, all the doubts in my heart were resolved, and I began to question the existence of the gods." Regardless of Gong Xicho''s eyes, he continued, "The so-called Gong Xi clan''s high priest does a boring and useless thing every day, presided over the marriage and funeral of the clan and regulated the conflicts between the clan and the clan..."


    "How can it be boring, useless and meaningless?"


    The High Priest is his childhood dream!


    Gong Xiqiu retorted unconvincedly.


    Jimo Can ignored it and asked, "Have you ever thought about the fact that there are really gods in the world, why don''t you look at the suffering of the people? The stars of thieves came from the sky, and hundreds of countries in the world have been conquered for more than two hundred years, and countless casualties are killed or injured. What are the people? Why are the creatures suffering? Did she hear it?"


    Gong Xiqiu was dissatisfied: "Why should she listen? She is only believed by the Gong Xi tribe, so why should she care about the ghosts and monsters outside who commit murder for the sake of human greed?"


    Jimo Can asked again: "Since you have been admired by the Gongxi clan for so many years, why did you exterminate the clan?"


    Gong Xiqiu was choked.


    Jimo Can calmed down his expression: "... Since then, I began to doubt the existence of God. Even if she really exists, the Gongxi clan has the method of saving the world. The Wu Kingdom Gu disaster was only one step away from the unification of the mainland, and it was still a little bit long to be truly unified. It proved that this path could be taken, but one step was taken wrong back then. If it could be avoided, it might be possible to achieve the goal! In this case, why should you live in a place, either singing or dancing all day long, jumping up and down like a wild monkey?"


    Gong Xiqiu blinked and couldn''t answer.


    He doesn''t think it''s bad to sing and dance all day long.


    Mainland is unified, what''s the matter with their clan?


    The source of the genocide disaster is that it is the greed and greed of these ghosts and monsters from the outside world that let the whole clan accompany you?


    Isn’t the ancestors being punished and exiled because of these?


    The Gongxi clan was originally a hidden clan.


    What is the hidden clan that does not hide in the world?


    What came to his mind: "But the high priest..."


    The high priest''s divine power comes from faith.


    Jimo Can shook his faith, but it was not good.


    But what he didn''t expect was that Jimo Can was not just shaken, but more serious: "After I Hui tribe, I suppressed my doubts until something happened, which made me completely determined. You should know that you still have a brother, right?"


    “Yeah, I know.”


    Jimo Can missed him: "He was sent to the altar to inspect his qualifications when he was six years old. He was fine when he went there, but something happened when he came back. I went to question the old priest, but I couldn''t accept the other party''s answer..."


    This is the first time Gong Xiqiu heard about the cause of his brother''s death.


    “What answer?”


    Jimo Can said, "The gods are very happy with it."


    Simply put, I liked him so much that I took away his soul and since then I became a walking corpse without soul.


    Is this an evil god?


    Other tribesmen even came to congratulate him.


    He just felt absurd and disgusting.


    But he could not vent his anger to his tribe members. On a rainy night, he resolutely changed out of his tribe''s clothing, cut off the name of his genealogy, and chose to leave without looking back. He will find a way to make the living beings in the world truly happy.


    Instead of being addicted to this false happiness like the tribe and becoming an existence for pleasure in the eyes of the evil gods.


    Jimo Can sighed again: "The moment he stepped out of the clan land, the few divine power left completely disappeared without a trace, leaving only the literary heart and literary spirit of the Danfu. Your mother even chased after her. I took her to travel everywhere, trying to find a solution."


    There was a Gongxi hatred in the middle of the way.


    He then asked his wife to return to the tribe''s place to raise her.


    Relying on letters, we will reunite occasionally.


    I originally wanted to work on my plan, but I was stuck by some sudden incidents. In addition, I accidentally discovered that all countries were secretly investigating the disaster of the Wu Kingdom. In this case, sooner or later, the head of the Gongxi tribe would be found. He could only make a secret stop.


    I wasted years in a row.


    Thousands of calculations, misses people’s hearts - In the face of huge interests, people can trample on all bottom lines.


    "... When I received the news of the Geng Kingdom''s move, everything was late..." At this time, he began to understand why his ancestors resolutely avoided the world and remained in a corner, and he was completely disappointed because of his experience of greed and ugliness.


    "...At that moment, all the passionate ideals, saving the world and the people, and saving the people became jokes." Jimo Can looked at Gongxi Qiu and said, "When I saw you lying on the altar without any energy, I found that I was not qualified to save you."


    The worm and the host live and die together.


    Even if the virgin insect has tenacious vitality, its host is dead and it is powerless in succession and cannot achieve its due effect at all.


    Unless there is a high priest who feeds it with divine power.


    He said, "...The high priest who was able to preside over various sacrifices was right in front of you, but I could do nothing to save you...I can''t save you! I gave up my faith! The gods also gave up my me! The result is that I want to lose you!"


    Gong Xichou said in a daze: "But I saw it..."


    It was Jimo Can, who was wearing the priest''s garbage, who saved him, and he really saved his life and could not do anything fake.


    "Because your uncle and the others..."


    "Uncle and the others? But they had already..."


    Jimo Can said, "I abandoned my faith, but they did not. They were not requited, so their obsessions could not be eliminated. The gathered obsessions and beliefs built a bridge for communication between me and gods. I repent to her, hoping that one life would be worth one life."


    Gong Xiqiu was shocked.


    "One life is worth one life?" The pupils trembled, and the vision fell on the lifeless corpse without control. "But..." "One life is worth one life is worth one life. A Nian, if there is this opportunity, not only I will exchange it without hesitation, but all those who love you are. This opportunity is also prayed by all the people of the tribe!"


    As a high priest who betrayed the gods, Jimo Can only hope that Gong Xiqiu could live and did not dare to have extravagant hopes.


    But the final result was beyond expectations.


    After the sacrificial ceremony, he found himself alive, and a piece of information automatically emerged in his mind—


    The Gongxi Qiu is actually cold, and his soul is contaminated with a breath that does not belong to the world. If you force it back, it will inevitably hurt the root cause. So a bond was imposed on him. When this bond breaks through, it is Jimocan fulfills his promise.


    Before this, you can take care of Gong Xiqiu and grow up so that he will not waste his life or waste his kind father''s heart.


    This god—


    I was a little surprised.


    Jimo Can thought the other party would refuse the prayer of the whole clan, or reluctantly agreed, but directly took his life. I didn''t expect that he would survive for a while. As a result, if you live for more than ten years. Wipe your **** for this terrible son!


    "Do you know? You can really cause trouble! It has led me to suspect that the gods are actually uneasy and punish me for being sober. I have to raise my son, but I am not very smart and can cause trouble. The hard work is more painful than presiding for sacrifices before."


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    The originally sad, heavy and touching atmosphere was completely wiped out by Jimo Can''s complaint.


    He was neither crying nor angry.


    He was about to burst into tears.


    He jumped his feet and cursed: "It''s better to worry than you!"


    Is this really a real father?


    "You still support me? Have I seen you before?" After finally meeting each other, this guy looked slim and kept talking sarcastic. Gong Xiqiu almost turned against him at that time. The most important thing is, "Why don''t you stop me from taking revenge?"


    If he hadn''t been out of control and fought with Tang Guo in great anger, he wouldn''t have remembered the lost memories at all, and naturally Jimocan wouldn''t have to carry out the exchange with the gods. Gong Xiqiu didn''t believe that the other party didn''t know this, so why didn''t he stop him?


    Jimo Can said, "I stopped him."


    Gong Xiqiu was so choked that he couldn''t speak. The other party really stopped him, but he was immersed in the pleasure of finding the enemy, and his eyes were full of twisting the enemy''s heads and burying the entire clan. He said helplessly: "You... should have told me the truth... As long as you said it, I will definitely believe it! As long as you can live, I would rather proclaim myself to the Dan Mansion and never use my martial arts for the rest of my life..."


    As long as I can''t remember it for a lifetime...


    Jimocan can live forever.


    "I thought you were my brother at that time. Even if the relationship was not good, you were... the only one... I am the only blood relative in the world. I can''t kill you for revenge!" Why did he know the truth until now?


    I just learned that my biological father is still alive...


    As a result, he died as soon as he turned around.


    Compared to Gong Xiqiu''s face, crying like a dead father, Jimocan''s expression was as calm as if his enemy had gone away. He just said to his son lightly, "Have I ever said that you only have the blood relatives like me in the world?"


    Gong Xiqiu was so shocked that he stopped crying, and couldn''t help but burp. His expression was terrifying and distorted, and he accused: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you, looking for a second wife? Do you still remember the clan''s scolding? You, you, you, you, you, aren''t a man!"


    Jimo Can had a dark face and wanted to beat Gong Xiqiu''s **** with a stick. It would be better to go down to make him bloom with a few sticks, gritting his teeth: "...You are not happy to ask me until you die!"


    Who said he was looking for a second house?


    This guy was so unrestrained that he was beating.


    Gong Xiqiu was sad again - his father died, and he told himself that he had a half-brother and sister, maybe not just one, and he was not allowed to say it. Unfortunately, I am wrong to my heart! Then, Gong Xiqiu was really beaten.


    Jimo Can''s form at this time is just a spiritual clone condensed by literary spirit, far less stable than the physical body, and the ups and downs of emotions will dissipate at a faster pace. But he really couldn''t help it!


    He cursed directly, cursing happily, cursing happily, and cursing Gong Xiqiu was bleeding!


    Finally, be calm.


    He said: "Your eldest brother may still be alive."


    Gong Xiqiu was shocked: "Brother? Are you still alive?"


    Jimo Can calmed down his mind and had to hold on until he finished his last words, so that he would not be uneasy when he died and was whispered by Gongxi Qiu: "Yes, he should still be alive. After his mental state was lacking, he was always taken care of by his clan members, but there were always times when he could not take care of it. In addition, an unpleasant thing happened in the clan at that time, which was very chaotic, and he was missing at this point. I have been looking for him for many years."


    “What…unpleasant things?”


    "It''s nothing, I''ll come to find bad luck with the high priest."


    Jimo Can said this in an understatement, and it sounds like a thunderous attack on Gongxi. What does it mean to be the senior high priest come to seek bad luck? Isn’t that senior dead? If you are not dead, why don’t you come back and still have to find bad luck when you come back?


    Obviously, the visitor is not good.


    Jimo Can smiled maliciously.


    "Look, the god''s vision is not very good. Look at the high priest candidates she selected, each of them is in a rebellious way!"


    He is a ruthless person, and he scolds himself.


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    There is no way to refute it.


    He seemed to understand a little about the old priest''s face and wrinkles were all over his face, and he was stabbed by the two high priests in a row!


    "Your brother was lost at that time."


    Gong Xiqiu asked: "How do you know he is not dead?"


    Jimocan''s expression was strange.


    "Don''t you look at the life light?"


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    The so-called life lamp is a lantern lit by the high priest who is lit by the birth of a clan for a full month, which is the life lamp. The wind cannot be blown, and the water cannot be extinguished. Once a person dies, the life light will go out. But what does he think of this?


    Jimo Can was once again disappointed with his son: "The life lamp is still lit, and now there are only three left. One of your brothers, one of you, and one of the senior high priests. You said I don''t recognize you, but you pay attention to the life lamp and you won''t say that your father is dead."


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    All the clans have been exterminated. What life lamp is he going to see? Look at the entire cave that was dark and he was lit up?


    Jimo Can raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, is it my fault?"


    Gong Xiqiu was asked at a loss and his expression was pitiful.


    He lowered his head: "No, it''s my fault."


    Jimo Can touched his son''s dog head... Oh no, his head, he was so warm: "You can correct your mistakes, but it''s great. If you can find your brother, it''s better. It''s better not to find it. It''s a blessing to have a bloodline connected in the world."


    He told Gong Xiqiu these things, but he wanted the other party to have a thought to support him through the loneliest time.


    Starting today, this child is really alone.


    Jimo Can hugged his son, held back his emotions and said with a low smile: "Smile, A Nian, Ah Father is going to be in the new life."


    Looking at the other party''s gradually transparent body, Gong Xiqiu returned to embrace but did not dare to exert force, holding back his tears: "Divine forgives you?"


    "Yes, your uncle and the others are still waiting for Ah Father to lead the way. When your life in the world is exhausted, you will come to pick you up with your mother. Then meet again, but don''t be too early. Smile more and think about the clan''s teachings. If you cry in this situation, be careful of the old priest''s wooden stick. Write down the rest of the explanations in the box and read it slowly." Jimo Can said, "Smile, A Nian."


    The Gongxi Qiu can’t laugh at me.


    But he still pulled the corner of his mouth.


    "Um!"


    The handling of the body is already familiar with Gong Xiqiu. Looking at Jimo Can''s eyes closed in the firelight, he still refused to believe that he was dead. I always feel that the other party will come out from somewhere and mock myself in a mean and sarcastic tone.


    After packing up the ashes, he sat in the urn with the urn for a whole night, feeling confused and didn''t know where he was.


    Next—


    Where is he going?


    Looking down at the urn that was warmed by the arms.


    He said in a hoarse voice: "Take you home and reunite."


    Given Jimo Can''s unreliable character and his nonsense and mean mouth, he was skeptical about what he said about "get forgiven". He even disliked it, how could the gods like it?


    It is still sent to Hui people, handing sacrifices to the gods, making some connections, being compatible, saying good things, and being safer...


    Gong Xiqiu made up his mind.


    At dawn, leave stepping on the morning dew.


    As for what would happen if the loss of King Yu, two royal family members, Wang Shu and Tang Guo, Zhenguo, were lost overnight in Geng Kingdom. The weaker the Geng Kingdom, the easier it is to be annexed, and the common people under the rule will get a chance to breathe. On the contrary, if the strength of the two forces is too close, it will only lead to a tug-of-war, and the common people will live in a miserable life.


    As for Zheng Qiao''s recruitment... He is worthy of a villain who is not upright and wrong?


    ———


    "Oh, this world is not easy to do business..."


    At the teahouse on Gongxichou Road, he heard a few merchants on the neighboring table sighing, "You have a sure profit in your business, but it''s just how much you earn. Why do you sigh? You are like this, how can you let me wait for a few brothers to deal with it?"


    "There is no business in this world that can make a profit without losing money? My brother almost lost money this time, and he almost even had his life. Do Longwu County know? It''s not peaceful!"


    The merchant still felt scared when he talked about this.


    It turns out that this merchant is doing a business of smuggling salt and iron.


    This business is in a peaceful and prosperous era, and the entire household registration book will be beheaded. However, in this chaotic era of chaos, the country is still in danger, so how can we still care about these things? Some vendors will also grit their teeth and take risks driven by interests.


    Better luck, you can make a fortune.


    This merchant is one of them.


    We are still taking the path of smuggling from different races, because the competitive pressure is small, the benefits are large, and the disadvantage is large risks.


    But he paid a visit to a dock and followed a senior salt vendor to act as he went offline. The other party could drink some soup by himself when he ate meat.


    Unexpectedly, when the salt vendor went to Shiwuxidi, there was no news. He couldn''t wait any longer in Longwu County. He had already passed the agreed time and knew in his heart that the other party was in danger.


    He could only secretly curse the fierce and cunning alien race in his stomach, and feel sorry for his goods. It happened that the border was not peaceful, so in order to save his life, I had to escape back early.


    Everyone sympathized with the experience of the unlucky businessman.


    Just as he was about to comfort him, the merchant suddenly slapped the table, swept away the decadence, and was as excited as if he was injected with blood.


    "However, I heard the news halfway through, which was so relieved! Do you know that the Ten Black Kings? The king personally fought for the front line, hahaha, who knew that the backyard caught fire! Even this messy grass-roots team wanted to covet our fertile land? Bah!"


    "A fire broke out in the backyard?"


    I like to hear about this.


    Everyone asked all the questions about what was going on.


    Gong Xiqiu, who was about to drink wine and ask his father whether he would take a sip of the urn, was also attracted by the attention and stretched his ears.


    Merchants caress their long beards gently.


    "If you want to know this, you need to start from a month ago!"


    ?(●''''●)


    Suddenly I felt my liver pain...


    ??I haven’t had my liver so long, and the spores have grown a little longer. After sitting for a long time, she will squeeze me...


    ??PS: Aowuwuwu, can you give me your monthly ticket? It''s the 30th today, and now the monthly ticket is 7151, very close to 8,000


    PPPS: In the last two days, I can still live again.


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    (This chapter ends)