They went out of Xianyang and followed the moon to the foot of Lishan.
Because of the travel of the Qin emperor, the people here have been cleared away.
There was no one around, only the rustle of trees blowing in the breeze echoed in the mountains.
Xing Dongliu stopped and looked at the dog behind him. He shook his head and tail and kept licking his tongue.
He shrugged to show that the bone in his hand was gone.
The Qin emperor stood by and looked at him. Although he was still dignified, he could not hide the vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
Xing Dongliu waved to the black dog. He seemed to understand his gestures. His head was slightly lower. He turned and disappeared into the woods.
He straightened his robes and looked bored at the fascinated Qin emperor.
The Qin emperor looked back from the deep forest path and looked at Xing Dongliu.
They looked at each other and saw a light they had never had from each other's eyes.
That's the meaning of fighting on the battlefield.
That's the rising dust.
If it were not for all kinds of accidents, there would be no intersection in this life.
For example, Xing Dongliu's elder martial brother pulled him out.
For example, if the Qin emperor had not been dissuaded by them and evolved a scene of heaven, he would not have become stable.
Although the years have not regressed, with a cavity of blood to kill a river of blood.
But now, Xing Dongliu has gradually calmed down his worship of Zhuanxu.
Although Zhuanxu was still the emperor, they did not know that their world had been reversed by time.
This method makes Xing Dong feel cold in his heart. It is a sense of powerlessness that he knows everything but can't do it.
He looked at the vicissitudes of the Qin Emperor's eyes and said, "what do you want to ask? I can answer as much as I can."
The Qin emperor smiled, turned and walked to the entrance of Lishan Mountain, stood with his hands down, his clothes rose with the wind, and the stars in the sky sprinkled a light curtain on Lishan Mountain.
"I want to know how long I can live!"
With that, he turned and looked at Xing Dongliu, very indifferent.
Xing Dongliu looked at Lishan and said, "the process is slow."
The Qin emperor was silent.
After that, the smile on his face seemed more prosperous.
"It seems that they have to hurry up, or where shall I sleep?"
He smiled at the corners of his mouth with a trace of helplessness, but soon disappeared.
He took a breath gently and said, "Lishan has a good scenery. It's a good place to sleep for a long time."
Xing Dong's meteor like eyes swept over Lishan.
"Lishan is very good, but what do you mean by burning the soldiers' appearance and letting their souls live in it?"
The Qin Emperor's face showed all kinds of helpless expressions.
"No, I just want the soldiers to keep the land of Kyushu for me and take a look at the prosperous times in the future."
Xing Dongliu's eyes showed a trace of clarity. Although there are soldiers' souls on these fired pottery figurines, they can't turn over any waves.
Besides, it's not his business.
The Qin emperor had no heart to overturn the heaven, so he didn't have to worry about Xing Dongliu.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
Xing Dongliu reached out and waved. A set of tables, chairs and tea cups appeared on the ground.
The mist generated by tea floated in the night sky.
The Qin Emperor's nose moved, went to the table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"What kind of tea is this?"
The Qin emperor felt that his pores were expanding wantonly, which was very comfortable.
"This is Wudao tea!"
The Qin emperor was surprised.
Wudao tea is said to be exclusive to saints!
"It seems you've heard of it."
Xing Dongliu's face has a hint of playfulness.
The Qin emperor felt the changes brought by himself and asked, "is this tea really so magical?"
"This is my teacher's tea, not those sacred people's. it can't be compared. You just need to know that you've drunk it!"
"What do you mean?"
"Ten thousand years later, if you are still alive, I will pick you up myself."
Xing Dongliu's voice is sometimes far and sometimes near. The stars in the sky have become a lot darker at this moment.
There was a touch of surprise in the eyes of the Qin emperor. Should the tea he drank be Changsheng tea?
But as soon as the idea came up, he suddenly felt that the feeling of pore relaxation just now was gone.
"Remember, I must remember drinking Wudao tea!"
Xing Dongliu's figure became more and more illusory. With a gust of wind, he lost his trace.
When the Qin emperor regained consciousness, he was already standing at the gate of Xianyang palace.
"Your majesty!"
The forbidden guards stationed at the city gate were frightened when they saw the sudden figure.
"Yes!"
……
The next morning, the Qin Emperor gave an order.
He's going east!
"Father, do you want to patrol east?"
"Yes!"
Fusu looked at his teacher in surprise. His look moved. He pondered for a while and said, "I'll ask my father and go together!"
Although he doesn't know how long his father can last, why is the Qin emperor touring the east at this juncture?
The discerning mind already knows.
"Your Highness, Hu Hai has gone!"
An old man in front of Fusu looked complex and bowed his head.
"OK! Then..."
……
Soon after the first emperor's eastward tour, there was a vision of heaven.
Before long, the news of his death came out.
Then Hu Hai ascended and Fusu fled
Xing Dongliu stood over Lishan Mountain, looked at the buried Qin emperor and said to himself, "I hope you don't forget that this is the only chance given to you by the master."
Ye Fan told him to drink the enlightenment tea.
At present, one of the three realms can live. As long as it is not a generation of great traitors and evils, one is counted as one. It is all living power.
However, the role of the Qin emperor is not in the present, but in the future.
Then it will be his main battlefield.
Xing Dong recalled what his teacher had said.
"The main battlefield of the Qin emperor is not now, but at another time..."
Then his master gave him a tea tree to refine a kind of tea for the Qin emperor.
Ye's Enlightenment tea came into being.
"What's going on in the future?" Xing Dongliu shook his head and disappeared into the cloud.
Zhao Gao looked up at the sky. He knew there must be someone there.
He was surprised when he saw the air surging and sketching an outline.
Sure enough, someone did. Fortunately, he didn't take the lead in reading the outrageous will.
If the immortal knows, even ten heads are not enough.
He was not relieved until the sky cleared up.
"According to your Majesty's last edict, Hu Hai was made Prince. If I collapsed in the East tour, Hu Hai would be Emperor Qin II..."
The ministers around were frightened. How could this be possible?
How can you make a man who doesn't learn and knows nothing all day be an emperor?
There was immediate opposition.
Zhao Gao directly set up the corpse.
It was terrible.
After this, no one dared to object.
Until one year, the vision came again