086. Revenge
The rain had not stopped yet. Qingling lit the oil lamp and took out Qingjie's notes. The notes should have recorded a lot of things, but the pages were so badly decayed that nothing else could be seen.
Qingling read the notebook bit by bit under the oil lamp.
He didn't even bother to sit down. He rolled down from the couch and opened the notebook in one go, with his bare feet on the ground.
Seeing this, Shang Changheng knew that Qingling must have dreamed about something. He followed closely, picked up Qingling and placed him on a chair. He sat on another chair, put Qingling's feet on his knees, and wiped them clean bit by bit with a towel.
"What are you doing?" Qing Ling was ticklish and wanted to pull back immediately, "Don't... let go... it's itchy!"
Shang Changheng raised his eyebrows, held Qing Ling's ankle tightly, and rubbed it more slowly and carefully, and asked slowly: "What did you dream about?"
Qing Ling still held the notebook in his hand, and didn't know how to start. He was also upset by his actions. His face turned red, and he knelt down and struggled, "Let me go first... Speak properly!"
"Aren't we just talking nicely?" Shang Changheng didn't let go after wiping her. He curled his fingers and gently rubbed Qingling's soles, smiling, "Are you so ticklish? I didn't realize it before."
Qingling is actually very sensitive.
It will turn red if touched slightly, but it is rare that I don’t want to be touched because I am ticklish.
Shang Changheng also thought it was quite fun.
As Qing Ling struggled, the notebook fell onto the table. His legs were powerless and he could only hold on to the back of the chair to prevent himself from falling.
"Shang Changheng!" Qing Ling was furious, "Stop playing around!"
Shang Changheng raised his eyes and saw Qingling glaring at him with red ears and eyes, like a kitten with its tail exploded. He couldn't help laughing out loud, and mercifully let go of Qingling's foot, but did not let go, still holding the thin ankle.
Qing Ling was able to take a breath and leaned back in his chair. The more he looked at Shang Changheng's calm and well-dressed beastly appearance, the angrier he became. He raised his foot and kicked him hard.
I still don't feel any pain.
Qing Ling gritted his teeth and spoke.
"Be good." Shang Changheng grabbed the thin ankle and buckled it firmly on his leg. "Tell me, you didn't even bother to put on your shoes when you woke up, and you just took the notebook to read it. Haven't you read it many times? It's good enough that you can identify the location of the tomb. If you flip through this thing again, I'm afraid it will rot into ashes."
Speaking of this, Qing Ling sighed, and after a long while he whispered, "I... just want to take a look."
"Why?" Shang Changheng asked, "You wouldn't get up and look at this thing for no reason. What did you dream about just now? Is it related to...Tai Zhu?"
Shang Changheng is really sharp.
Qing Ling often felt that Shang Changheng could not hide his thoughts from his eyes. He turned his face away and whispered, "He... this Taizhu, is his name Qingjie?"
He emphasized the last part of the name on purpose.
Shang Changheng's expression suddenly changed, and the warmth and tenderness just now suddenly disappeared. The moment he heard that name, the murderous aura that he had been hiding all along was revealed, and the dormant coldness gradually climbed up his handsome eyebrows like ice.
"You know." Shang Changheng said softly. He touched Qingling's ankles to toes one by one, but his fingertips seemed to tremble because of the intense emotional fluctuations at the moment.
Qing Ling shrank back and asked in a low voice: "Is he related to me?"
If it was just a homonym, Qing Ling wouldn't be so suspicious, but with so many coincidences, Qing Ling couldn't help but think too much.
"Hmm." Shang Changheng sneered, "If you count it, he should be your ancestor. The Qing family was a prominent family in the Luyuan clan, and was good at many strange and bizarre techniques. It is said that when Emperor Taizu founded the country, the Qing family helped a lot. When Qing Jie entered the court as an official, the Great Zhou was hit by natural disasters, and the looting of the Dongyi people became more and more wanton and unscrupulous. Qing Jie made a divination, and it was said that the vitality was seriously damaged and the foundation was damaged. The result of the divination was naturally that the Great Zhou would last for thousands of generations and last forever. At that time, my grandfather was very happy and no longer took the natural disasters or the Dongyi seriously."
But after that, natural disasters such as droughts, floods, wind disasters, frost disasters, and even earthquakes and plagues never stopped for decades. The Great Zhou became increasingly weak, until its luck was exhausted and the country perished.
"Is this the reason why you have been reluctant to mention him?" Qing Ling asked in a low voice.
Shang Changheng's resentment towards Qing Jie was not ordinary. Just by mentioning his name, he could no longer control his murderous aura and snorted, "I just don't want to mention this person. He stole my luck and gave it to his own family, and changed their appearance to ask them to call themselves the Qing family and guard the tomb of Zhanlong Mountain. What's the use of all his schemes? There is nothing in this world that can live as long as the heaven and earth and shine as brightly as the sun and the moon. People and plants will die one day, and the four seasons still need to be replaced and reincarnated. How can a family last for thousands of generations without withering? This old thing is deep-minded, but there are idiots who believe him."
Qingling was silent.
I guess the idiot Shang Changheng was referring to was his younger brother, Emperor Ling of Zhou, Shang Changjun, who was five years younger than him.
But Shang Changheng was right. Qingling thought about it himself and seemed to understand part of the truth from a thousand years ago.
If Qing Jie planned all this, he would definitely not be a mediocre person, so the real hexagram of the divination at the beginning might not be the so-called destiny that will last for thousands of generations, but... just like the hexagram predicted by Zhu Lezhi's father, which was an extremely dangerous hexagram. Qing Jie already knew the ending of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but he was in a high position. If he said this, he might be killed by the Zhou emperor in anger at that time.
So Qing Jie kept silent, and the Great Zhou Dynasty indeed lasted for several decades. Qing Jie survived two changes of imperial power, and even when the Great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, he secretly plotted against Shang Changheng and the generals around him. In the end, under the pretext of sacrificing him, he secretly used Shang Changheng's luck to continue the lifeline of the Qing family.
The context of the matter gradually became clear.
Qing Ling asked again: "Then...then the karma you said is still alive, could it be that there are still some members of the Qing family who have escaped the net? Even if they are not in the family tree, perhaps...there are some branches that are wandering outside."
Qingling felt that he was also very selfish.
He was able to live to this day thanks to Shang Changheng. In fact, his life and fortune should have been returned to him, but he came to the world of the living as soon as he opened his eyes. No one asked him if he was willing to come. Now he is going to die before he can live a clear life, and no one asks him if he is willing to die.
Qingling thought to himself, then am I not innocent?
Why are I not spared from these grudges that have lasted for thousands of years?
"I don't know." Shang Changheng smiled coldly, "But he is a capable person. When I first entered the world, I was confused and went to seek revenge on the Qing family. After they were all dead, I discovered that karma still existed. But the other party seemed to have discovered that I had broken free from the confinement of the Life-Severing Cone under Zhanlong Mountain. I don't know what method they used to cover up the karma order."
"So you can't find him now?" Qing Ling frowned slightly.
"He can't hide it for long." Shang Changheng said coldly, "He owes me karma, even the heavens won't stop me from killing him. But he can hide the karma order and avoid the evil spirits that want his life. This person must know some mysterious magic."
The order to block cause and effect.
This is indeed quite capable. Qing Ling himself has now entered the Yin business. The Karma Order is like an irresistible rule. The accounts of the world are recorded by the Heavenly Dao, who owes whom, who owes whom, there is cause and effect, and karma is reincarnation. Just as Shang Changheng said, someone owes him karma, and the revenge of evil spirits is in accordance with the laws of heaven and earth. However, the other party covers the Karma Order, which is basically equivalent to deceiving the eyes of Heaven.
That person wanted to get away with it by cheating God.
"Then what are you going to do?" Qing Ling asked again, "After you have found all the graves, will you go find this person?"
"Well, he can't run away." Shang Changheng's tone was gloomy and cold, and his expression was also filled with violent coldness. "But I want to see first, what exactly did they bury in my grave."
In fact, Shang Changheng's corpse had no possibility of resurrecting, as it had rotted into bone residue, and was also buried separately. It was rumored that bones could be transformed into monsters, but it had never been seen that a single arm bone or body bone could be transformed into a monster. That was why Shang Changheng insisted on looking for his own tomb. In Qingling's view, at first he thought that he just wanted to find some clues in the grave.
But at this point, Qingling suddenly discovered that Shang Changheng seemed to have other thoughts.
Is it really just to see what's in the tomb?
Qingling always felt that...something was not right.
He raised his head.
The light reflected on Shang Changheng's profile, and the half of his face against the light looked sharp and cold, his resentment and hostility almost condensed into frost between his brows, but Qingling vaguely saw the shadow of the former King Xiang, that battle-hardened commander, who was just sitting in the main tent, even though his eyes were dark and his body was in a mess, he was still calm and composed in planning his strategy.
Even now, he seemed to be planning something silently.
Qingling moved his ankle, trying to pull it back.
Shang Changheng looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"
“…You, don’t grab me.” Qingling whispered.
Shang Changheng asked again: "Why are you running?"
"..." Qing Ling pursed his lips, "I didn't run. I felt uncomfortable like this."
Shang Changheng lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you afraid of me again?"
“…No.” Qing Ling lowered his head and was silent for a few breaths before suddenly asking, “Shang Changheng, have you ever hated me?”
Shang Changheng was startled and looked over. "After I fell in love with you, it was gone, Qingling."
The evil ghost originally existed because of resentment and obsession. Before he fell in love with Qingling, Shang Changheng's heart was filled with only hatred and boundless malice. As long as he had the thought, he could kill all of Lin Cang to bury him.
Even Shang Changheng himself couldn't explain why he didn't go on a killing spree during the time when he was unconscious, but just took advantage of a hanged ghost who was eager for revenge to give himself a good meal.
"Okay." Qing Ling leaned on the chair and continued, "I feel like you are still hiding something from me, Shang Changheng, but it doesn't matter. Until now, I still like you very much."
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