Chapter 172 Why Should I Help You?

"You mean, you are Yinglong Gengchen, and you just resolved a great calamity of this era, but because you were alone and unsupported, you were ambushed. Even you were seriously injured, and the power of the gods was greatly reduced, and you foresaw the days more than a thousand years later."

"So, in order to deal with the great calamity, you want me to kill you."

"That way, you can rely on me to set the mark in that era and be able to face the great calamity."

The ranger organized his thoughts and said the above words.

The handsome young man nodded and said, "...So, Yuan, we need your help."

"I see."

Chen Yuan nodded suddenly, and then said:

"But I refuse."

The expression on Gengchen's face froze for a moment.

"You can ans... huh?"

Even Yuan Tiangang was slightly stunned, "Refuse?!"

"Of course, I refuse."

The gray-haired ranger sneered, "Let alone, such a statement of yours, anyone in Chang'an would not believe it. Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Even a three-year-old child would not be fooled, okay? But let me ask you, why should I help you? Why did you come to find me, is Chen so special?"

"What you said is definitely false. If I agree, I'm afraid I will fall into your trap. I don't know if it's a Xianren Tiao or something. I have seen all kinds of dirty tricks in the 110 countries of the Western Regions. Even if my swordsmanship is enough to kill you with one sword, then I will have to face a lawsuit. Murderers die, and I will also implicate Xuanzang. I don't need to."

"And if what you said is true..."

The ranger pressed his sword, his eyebrows raised: "Then what do I have to give?"

Gengchen was speechless.

The ranger said lightly:

"Besides, without a doubt, you want to use me."

"You want to use me as a chess piece to lay out some strategy."

"But I, Chen Yuan, in this life, and in all lives, will never be willing to be a chess piece!"

The knight drank the wine on the table in one gulp, threw down a money bag from his arms, and left with a loud laugh. Yinglong Gengchen reached out to stop him, but the former had already gone far. The young man opened his mouth, and finally could only sigh and said decadently: "...He has changed a lot."

"His personality is very different from what it used to be..."

Yuan Tiangang picked up the money bag and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"No..."

The fortune teller opened the money bag and poured it onto the table.

Clang, clang sounds.

The table was full of pebbles.

Yuan Tiangang recalled the punch on his eye socket that year, and his forehead twitched.

"He hasn't changed at all."

The voice paused:

"Yinglong, do you have any money?"

A long silence.

Yinglong: "...What is money?"

..................

"Tch, that's it, that's it?"

The ranger walked triumphantly on the streets of Chang'an, carrying his sword on his back.

When he heard that name, he didn't know why he had a strange feeling of familiarity, but it quickly disappeared, so the ranger only regarded it as his own illusion, tossed the money bag, and said: "Probably because this name is indeed very nice."

"Haha, Jue, shuang yu wei jue, I don't know who thought of the name."

"Forget it, forget it, let's go find the idiot to drink!"

The ranger went to find Shi Pantuo triumphantly.

That night, the ranger was drunk under the wind and moon of Chang'an. Shi Pantuo carried him on his back and walked on the quiet stone road. Under the moonlight, this city hid a strong vitality that no other city had. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty gently shone on the drunken ranger.

And the unprecedented monk was reassuring the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty by restoring the route map of the Western Regions.

Two years later.

After Gaochang and Yanqi, Kuche and Khotan surrendered.

The King of Kuche, who was allied with the Turks, was captured in his own court.

The Great Tang Western Regions Protectorate moved from Gaochang to Kuche.

All the way, all are destroyed capitals.

In this year, the envoys of the Great Tang returned from India. In the imperial palace of the Great Tang Empire, Indians participated in the formulation of the calendar, Turkish warriors were the royal guards, and musicians, singers, and dancers could come from the Western Regions. Chang'an has become the greatest city of this era.

The treasures of the world gather here, and all kinds of ideas can be freely disseminated.

People from all over the world are proud to live in Chang'an.

The people of Chang'an in the Great Tang Dynasty, even if the silk they wear is printed with patterns from the Western Regions, listening to the Turkish instruments, and watching the Hu women twisting their soft waists, can still say that this is Chang'an, this is the Great Tang. But no one thought that the monarch who personally created this prosperous empire would soon pass away.

At the end of his life, Xuanzang accompanied this emperor.

After Emperor Taizong passed away, Chen Yuan was somewhat sad, but what was more headache for him was the little Wu family fellow, because he had been a female official in the palace and was directly sent to Ganye Temple in Chang'an to become a nun.

"Eat slowly, really, I'll buy you more if you want to eat."

The twenty-five-year-old woman had not seen meat for several days. The ranger leaned against the old tree and looked at her helplessly, and suggested, "If it really doesn't work, I'll get you out. If I really want to take you away, these monks and soldiers are not my opponents at all."

The martial arts of the gods of the 110 countries of the Western Regions are all integrated into his swordsmanship. This is definitely not an empty statement.

The beautiful and generous woman in front of him has been a female official in the palace for eleven years.

Unfortunately, for eleven years, she was a fifth-rank female official.

And Cairen means 'the daughters of officials and famous families are all personally named to the department, in order to prepare for the princesses and princesses to accompany them to school, and to serve as Cairen and Zanshan'.

Not even a concubine, it is obvious that this girl does not quite fit Emperor Taizong's aesthetics.

At least not as compatible as Xuanzang.

Emperor Taizong probably always regretted that he could not let this monk put on a set of mixed iron heavy armor and bright light armor, replace the eight-hundred-pound Zen staff in his hand with a special Datang Mo Dao, and embark on the battlefield of Datang's conquest of the world. If that were the case, there would be another fierce general in the world, and it is estimated that the emperor would be so happy that he would get drunk.

Faced with Chen Yuan's invitation, the second daughter of the Wu family still shook her head, wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth, and said:

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, I have a way."

"Oh, well, since you said so..."

The ranger left helplessly.

But he soon knew what this method was.

The emperor of this generation of the Great Tang Dynasty welcomed the little fellow into the palace, and soon only one child was left. Chen Yuan couldn't understand it, and even couldn't accept it—whether it was favored or not, even if it was just a name, that was after all a female official of Emperor Taizong.

The current emperor, during his time of mourning for his father.

In the temple, he had a son with his father's nominal female official, or even his nominal concubine. This made even the ranger, who had a cheerful personality, feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. He thought of the King's son who married his stepmother and caused chaos on the journey to the West, in the country of Huo.

But at that time, the woman's eyes were red, and she asked him with tears:

"Brother Chen, I just want to leave here."

"Do you want me to stay in the temple all my life?"

"I'm only twenty-four years old."

"Besides, my relationship with Emperor Taizong is just a false name, but I have true love with the Holy One..., Brother Chen, you and Master Xuanzang have been side by side for more than twenty years, do you even care about such a false name?"

The ranger suddenly thought of what he had asked himself after obtaining his fate, how he would treat her little fellow if she became the master of the world, and his heart softened inexplicably. He remained silent for a long time, sighed, and left.

But he couldn't get close to the child who was born, and he would rather bury his swordsmanship in the soil than teach it to the prince. At this time, the guy who claimed to be Yinglong Gengchen, and Yuan Tiangang, who never grew old, always kept coming to the ranger for a drink.

And every time, he would definitely mention the so-called great calamity.

"Great calamity."

Hearing Chen Yuan's helpless complaint, Xuanzang, who was translating the scriptures, thoughtfully said:

"Why don't we go and see together?"

"You're going too?"

"Of course."

The monk smiled, "See what kind of medicine they are selling."

"Lest you be sold."

The ranger, whose IQ was degraded, was furious and madly rubbed the monk's bald head.

The monk just smiled without saying a word.

Shi Pantuo pushed the door in: "Master, today's lunch..."

Before he could finish his steps, he went out on purpose.

The ranger grabbed him back and pretended to be fierce:

"What's wrong, you want to run after seeing it?!"

"Those who see it have a share, you come too!"

Perhaps because it was winter, the monk's bald head was too smooth to touch. When he touched Shi Pantuo, the ranger's fingertips crackled a few times. Although he was numbed by the static electricity, the ranger still held back the expression on his face. On the contrary, Shi Pantuo grinned from the electric shock.

So when Yuan Tiangang and Yinglong Gengchen arrived early.

What they saw was the Western Journey team.

The ranger was about to speak, but was pressed down by the monk. The no longer young monk looked at Yuan Tiangang and Yinglong in front of him gently. He did not chant the Buddha's name, nor did he put his hands together. He just said quietly: "He is Chen's younger brother. If there is anything, I, as his elder brother, should know."

Calling himself Chen, without Buddhist etiquette.

The heart of protection in his words is almost self-evident.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the monk for a long time, and finally sighed: "In that case, so be it."

He took out three copies of white paper rubbings, all of which were blurred patterns.

The ranger frowned: "What is this? Chicken scratch?"

Xuanzang's expression slowly became serious.

Yinglong said: "This is a Hetu rubbing that I found before fighting with the enemy in West Kunlun. The disaster was also discovered here. There is still a wisp of mystery left on it. You all have cultivation, if you don't mind, try to immerse your breath in it. You should be able to see something."

"Hetu Luoshu?!"

"Yes... these two treasures have always been preserved in the depths of Kunlun."

Xuanzang did not recite Buddhist scriptures, nor did he say anything else.

He tapped the void with his fingers.

Telepathy directly covered Chen Yuan and Shi Pantuo.

Yuan Tiangang sighed in a low voice, what a true Buddhist cultivator.

Xuanzang, the ranger, and Shi Pantuo all saw the breath remaining in the Hetu rubbing.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a series of pictures appeared in front of him.

The world changed suddenly.

The surrounding city of Chang'an was completely annihilated.

Everywhere were extremely tall buildings, but at this moment, these buildings were only skeletons burned by flames. There were corpses everywhere, and a huge hole was burned out in the distant sky by the flames. In the hole, he saw the myriad phenomena of the starry sky, and at this moment, the stars were also annihilating bit by bit.

Without a doubt, this is a battlefield.

The surrounding battlefield was full of scars, and there were ruins everywhere. Among the fallen corpses were white-haired women, old men holding one long and one short double sword, and handsome young men with their eyes closed, as if sleeping. The flame mark between their eyebrows lost its luster, and the tall and honest monk put his hands together, already nirvana.

A figure stood on the ground with a mixed iron spear in his hand, his eyes wide open, exuding a domineering aura. All around were corpses, blocking countless enemies, but there was no vitality left. Even after death, he still stood upright, and strands of poppy flowers grew on his arm, and the roots of the flowers had withered.

A giant ape lay倒 on the ground, raising its head and glaring at the sky.

And on this magnificent and desperate battlefield.

A familiar and unfamiliar figure slowly stood up. Chen Yuan was stunned, and then even Xuanzang and Shi Pantuo were stunned. For some reason, even if their faces were different, they could recognize that this was the ranger next to him. The young man gently put down the girl on his back who had lost her breath and whose true spirit had collapsed, staggered to his feet, and looked around.

No old friends responded.

Holding a battle axe, he raised his head and roared.

With a shrill and desperate madness, he slashed violently forward.

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