Back Off, Let Me Come

Gong Xiqiu: "After all, he is at the peak of the fifteenth grade, and he is only one step away from breaking through. He will not die so easily."

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

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

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

This makes perfect sense.

Until he personally cut off that annoying head, Gong Xiqiu still had an unreal feeling like a dream... Is Tang Guo really dead? This seems a little too easy and abrupt. But the person's head is in his hands, so it can't be an illusion.

"Is he... really dead?"

Jimo Can said: "Yeah."

"Really dead?"

Jimo Can was rarely patient: "Yeah."

Gong Xiqiu raised his arms and laughed while holding the head.

"He's so dead!"

Went around in circles to celebrate.

"Big revenge must be avenged! Hahahaha——"

After laughing for a long time, I realized that I was the only one laughing.

"Why don't you smile?"

Jimo Can asked back: "Why should I giggle?"

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Is this really the husband I picked?

Don’t they all say that the high priest is the person favored by the gods?

Is this the aesthetic value of gods?

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

It's also a relief to them.

However, before Gong Xiqiu could speak, their figures began to disappear upward from their feet, and Gong Xiqiu hurriedly rushed forward.

"uncle--"

What he got in return was a pat on the head from his uncle.

"Our A-Nian has grown up successfully."

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

Whether it was him or these heroic spirits from the Gongxi tribe who were still obsessed with it, their goal today was never to kill Tang Guo.

It's just that the elders stepped in and allowed the wronged younger generation to vent their grievances over the years, completely remove the burden of genocide, and stride towards the future with their heads held high. His life is no longer in the past. As for Tang Guo? His life was just harvested incidentally.

"Uncle and the others——"

Gong Xiqiu looked at Jimo Can as if asking for help.

Jimo Can said: "The obsession has disappeared, don't force it to stay."

With that said, the high priest's attire completely faded away.

"Then can you repose their souls and send them back to the embrace of the gods?" Gong Xiqiu's tone was a little cautious.

If he could, he would send his elders off to a new life with a smile.

When Jimo Can heard the word "Requiem", his expression was strange and helpless. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either: "Come with me - I just said, if you take off Tang Guo's head, I will tell you." All the truth. But say yes and don’t regret it.”

Gong Xiqiu cheered up.

He looked back at the place where the elder disappeared.

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

The movement in Chengkang Temple had alerted the guards in the capital, and Gong Xiqiu and Jimo Can left this place of right and wrong immediately.

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

Gong Xiqiu looked at Jimo Can, and then at "Jimo Can" who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his complexion deathly pale. His expression showed a bit of panic, and he kept switching between the two. Strong uneasiness surged into his heart, and he pulled Jimo Can back.

The wooden door closed with a bang.

Jimo Can watched his stupid behavior silently.

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

Gong Xiqiu was angered by his indifferent inquiry.

"What's going on here!"

How come there are two Jimo Cans?

Jimo Can brushed Gong Xiqiu out of the way, opened the door, and stepped in. He didn't see anything strange about his other self at all. He stayed in the shadow of the house and looked back at Gong Xiqiu who was standing in the light: "I will tell you now."

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

Jimo Can picked up a wooden stick.

He frowned and said, "Do you want to get your butt kicked?"

Gong Xiqiu breathed so hard that he didn't hold himself back to death.

Jimo Can sighed: "When should we start talking about this? It's complicated. I'm afraid your brain won't understand. I'm afraid you won't understand it if it's simple. Whether you understand it or not, Write it down carefully and think about it slowly."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

"Although I call myself 'Jimo Can', in fact, I have not been qualified to have this surname for a long time." Jimo Can was a big thunder when he came up. "Many years ago, when your eldest brother was still there, I took over as chief executive. The office of priest…”

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

"It wasn't until I left the tribe and saw the chaos and cruelty outside that all the doubts in my mind were cleared, and I began to question the existence of gods." Ignoring Gong Xiqiu's expression of fear that his eyes were about to fall out, he continued, "The so-called The high priest of the Gongxi tribe does the same boring, useless and meaningless thing every day, presiding over the weddings and funerals of the tribe, and mediating conflicts among the tribe..."

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

The high priest has been his dream since childhood!

Gong Xiqiu retorted unconvinced.

Jimo Can ignored it and asked: "Have you ever thought that there are gods in the world? Why don't they look at the sufferings of the people? Stars fell from the sky, and hundreds of countries in the world conquered for more than two hundred years, causing countless casualties. Why did the people deserve it? Why did the living beings suffer? Did she listen?"

Gong Xiqiu was unconvinced: "Why should she listen? She is only trusted by the Gongxi clan, why should she care about those monsters outside who are causing random killings for the greed of human nature?"

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

Gong Xiqiu was choked.

Jimo Can softened his expression: "...Since then, I have begun to doubt the existence of God. Even if she does exist, the Gongxi clan has a way to save the world - the Wu Gu disaster back then was only one step away from the unification of the mainland. , is still just a little bit closer to true unification, proving that this road can be taken, but which step was wrong back then, if it can be avoided, maybe it can achieve the goal! In this case, why do you have to live in one place, 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 there's anything wrong with singing and dancing all day long.

If the mainland is unified, what does it matter to their clan?

Isn't the source of the disaster of genocide the result of the greed and greed of these demons and demons from the outside world, who have allowed the whole clan to accompany them?

Isn’t this why our ancestors were convicted and exiled?

The Gongxi clan is originally a reclusive clan.

Why don't the reclusive clan live in seclusion?

What did he think of: "But the high priest..."

The high priest's divine power comes from faith.

Jimo Can's belief has been shaken, which is not good.

But what he didn't expect was that Jimo Can was not just shaken, but more serious: "After I returned to the clan, I suppressed my doubts until something happened that made me completely determined. You should know that you also have an older brother. Bar?"

"Yeah. I know."

Jimo Can's eyes were nostalgic: "When he was six years old, he was sent to the altar to test his qualifications. 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 person's answer... …”

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

"What answer?"

Jimo Can said: "The gods are very happy."

To put it simply, I liked him so much that I took away his soul and became a walking zombie without a soul.

Is this an evil god?

Other tribesmen actually came to congratulate him.

He just felt ridiculous and disgusting.

But he could not vent his anger to his clan members. On a rainy night, he resolutely changed out of his clan clothes, crossed out his name in the family tree, and left without looking back. He will find a way to make the world's creatures truly happy.

Instead of being addicted to this false happiness like the people of the tribe, becoming a pleasure-seeking existence in the eyes of the evil god.

Jimo Can sighed again: "The moment I stepped out of the clan, the little remaining divine power completely dissipated, leaving only the Wenxin and Wenqi of the Dan Mansion. Your mother even chased after me. I took her to travel everywhere. , trying to find a way.”

Gongxi Qiu happened in the middle.

He then asked his wife to return to the clan to rest in peace.

We kept in touch through letters and only occasionally reunited.

I wanted to start my own plan, but I was hindered by some unexpected events. In addition, I accidentally discovered that various countries were secretly investigating Wu Guo's evil. According to this situation, sooner or later the Gongxi clan would be traced. He could only use his mind to stop it secretly.

All of a sudden, many years were wasted.

All calculations fail to calculate the human heart - in the face of huge interests, people can trample on all bottom lines.

"...When I received the news of the Geng Kingdom's attack and rushed back, everything was too late..." At this time, he began to understand why his ancestors resolutely avoided the world and settled in a corner, because they were completely disappointed after seeing the greed and ugliness of people's hearts. .

"...At that moment, all the passionate ideals, saving the world, and saving the common people all became a joke." Jimo Can looked at Gong Xi Qiu and said, "When I saw you lying lifeless on the altar, I painfully realized I’m not qualified to save you.”

Gu insects live and die together with their hosts.

Even though this Gu insect has strong vitality, but the host is dead, it is powerless and cannot exert its due effect at all.

Unless a high priest feeds it with divine power.

He said: "...The high priest who was once able to preside over various sacrifices skillfully is right in front of you, but I can't do anything to save you... I can't save you! I gave up my faith! The gods also gave up on me! The result is that I want to Losing you!"

Gong Xiqiu said blankly: "But I saw..."

It was indeed Jimo Can, who was dressed in priestly attire, who saved him, and he indeed saved his own life. He couldn't lie.

"Because your uncle and the others..."

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

Jimo Can said: "I gave up my faith, but they didn't. They were not requiemed, so naturally their obsessions are hard to get rid of. The gathered obsessions and beliefs formed a bridge for me to communicate with the gods. I confessed to her, hoping to survive. Worth a life.”

Gong Xiqiu was shocked.

"One life is worth one?" His pupils trembled, and his eyes fell uncontrollably on the lifeless corpse, "But..."

"It is only fair that one life is worth one life. A-Nian, if there is this opportunity, not only I will not hesitate to exchange it, but also everyone who loves you will do the same. This opportunity is also prayed for by all the clan members! "

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

But the final result was beyond expectations.

After the sacrificial ceremony ended, he found that he was still alive, and then a piece of information automatically appeared in his mind——

In fact, Gong Xiqiu has already cooled down, and his soul is contaminated with an aura that does not belong to the world of the world. If he is brought back by force, it will inevitably damage his roots. So a restraint was placed on him. When this bondage is broken, it is when Jimo Can fulfills his promise.

Before that, I can take care of Gong Xiqiu when he grows up, so that he will not waste his life and his loving father's heart.

This god——

Surprisingly generous.

Jimo Can also thought that the other party would refuse the whole family's prayers, or reluctantly agree, but directly take his life. I didn't expect that he could survive for a while longer. As a result, a person can survive for more than ten years. Wipe the butt of this bad son!

"Do you know? You can really cause trouble! It has made me suspect countless times that the gods are actually not well-intentioned, and they punish me by grinding my flesh with a blunt knife. Raising a son is still a son who is not very smart and can get into trouble. He is more laborious than before hosting sacrifices. pain."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

The originally sad and touching atmosphere was completely washed away by Jimo Can's complaints.

It’s not like he’s crying, it’s not like he’s angry.

He was about to cry.

Tiaojiao scolded: "It's easier than you!"

Is this really his biological father?

"You still support me? Have I seen you before?" We finally met, and this guy still had a sinister look, opening and closing his mouth in a strange manner. Gong Xiqiu almost fell out at that time, and the most important thing was, "Why don't you stop me from taking revenge?"

If he hadn't lost control of his anger and fought against Tang Guo, he wouldn't have remembered the lost memory at all. Naturally, Jimo Can wouldn't have to fulfill 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 actually tried to stop him, but he was so absorbed in the joy of finding his enemy that he could only think about tearing off his enemy's head and burying it with his whole family. He said helplessly: "You...should have told me the truth at that time...As long as it is what you said, I will definitely believe it! As long as you can live, I would rather call myself a Dan Mansion and never use martial arts for the rest of my life..."

As long as I can't remember it for the rest of my life...

Jimo Can can always live.

"I thought you were my brother at that time. Even if we weren't on good terms, you were... my only... my only blood relative in the world. I couldn't possibly kill you for revenge!" Why did it get to this point? He just learned the truth!

I just found out that my biological father is still alive...

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

Compared with Gong Xiqiu, whose face was full of tears, crying as if his father had died, Jimo Can's expression was as calm as if his enemy was driving away to the west. He just said to his son calmly: "Have I ever said that you only have a blood relative like me in the world?"

Gong Xiqiu was so shocked by these words that he stopped crying and hiccupped uncontrollably. His expression was horrified and twisted, and he accused: "You, you, you - you actually betrayed my mother to find a second wife? Do you still remember the clan? Training? You, you, you are not a man!"

Jimo Can's face was dark, and he wanted to beat Gong Xiqiu on the ass with a stick. It would be better to hit him with a few sticks to make him bloom. He gritted his teeth and said: "...You are still looking for trouble with me before you die!"

Who said you were looking for a second room?

This guy is so open-minded that he deserves to be beaten.

Gong Xiqiu was sad again - his father was dead, and even after he died, he told him that he had a half-brother and sister, maybe more than one, and he was not allowed to tell him. It's a pity that my mother's love was wrong! Then, Gong Xiqiu was really beaten.

Jimo Can's current form is just a spiritual avatar condensed with literary energy, which is far less stable than the physical body. The ups and downs of emotions will quickly dissipate. But he couldn't help it!

He cursed loudly, vigorously, heartily, and bloody!

Finally, be at peace.

Said: "Your eldest brother may still be alive."

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

Jimo Can calmed down his mind. He had to hold on until he finished giving his last words, so as not to be disturbed by Gong Xiqiu's words after death: "Yes, he should still be alive. After he lost his mind, he was always taken care of by his tribe, but there were always times when he couldn't take care of him. At that time. In addition, an unpleasant thing happened in the clan at that time, which was very chaotic. His whereabouts are unknown since then. I have been looking for him all these years."

"What... unpleasant things?"

"It's nothing. The last high priest came here to seek bad luck."

Jimo Can said this in an understatement. Hearing this, Gong Xi Qiu felt as if he was struck by lightning. What does it mean that the newly appointed high priest came to seek bad luck? Isn’t that senior already dead? If he wasn't dead, why didn't he come back and then seek bad luck when he came back?

It's obviously someone with bad intentions.

Jimo Can smiled maliciously.

"Look, God's judgment is not very good. Look at the candidates she has chosen for the high priest. They are all rebellious!"

He is a cruel person and even scolds himself.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Completely irrefutable.

He seemed to understand why the old priest's face was wrinkled and sad, and he stabbed two high priests in the back!

"Your brother was lost at that time."

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

Jimo Can had a strange expression.

"Don't you even look at the life lamp?"

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

The so-called life lamp is a long-lasting lamp that is lit by the high priest using the baby's breath as a guide when the tribe is born on the full moon, which is also the life lamp. The wind cannot blow it away, nor the water pouring it out. Once a person dies, the life lamp will go out. But why does he see this?

Jimo Can was once again disappointed with his son's brain: "There are still four life lamps burning, but now there are only three left. One for your brother, one for you, and one for the previous high priest. You said I don't recognize you, but If you pay attention to the life lamp, you won't say that dad is dead."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

The whole clan has been exterminated. Why is he going to see the lantern? When the entire cave is pitch black, do you want to light up his light?

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

Gong Xiqiu was confused when asked, with a pitiful expression.

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

Jimo Can touched his son's dog's head... ah no, his head, and he felt a rare warmth: "You can correct your mistakes if you know your mistakes, and there is no great good. It would be best if you can find your brother, and it doesn't matter if you can't find him. There is still a blood connection in this world. , it’s also a blessing.”

He told Gong Xiqiu this just to give him something to think about to support him through the loneliest time.

Starting today, this child is really alone.

Jimo Can hugged his son, suppressed his emotions and laughed softly: "Laugh, A Nian, my father is going to a new life."

Looking at the other party's increasingly transparent body, Gong Xiqiu hugged back but did not dare to use force, holding back tears: "Has the gods forgive you?"

"Yes, your uncle and the others are still waiting for your father to lead the way. When your life in the world is exhausted, they will come to pick you up with your mother-in-law. We will meet again then, but not too early. Smile more and think about the family motto. . If you cry on this occasion, be careful of the old priest's wooden staff. Write down the rest of the instructions and put them in a box, and read them yourself." Jimo Can said, "Smile, A-Nian."

How could Gong Xiqiu still laugh?

But he still pulled at the corner of his mouth.

"Um!"

Gong Xiqiu was already familiar with the matter of handling corpses. Looking at Jimo Can with his eyes closed in the firelight, he still refused to believe that he was dead. I always feel that the other person will come out from somewhere and mock me in a mean and sarcastic tone.

After packing away the ashes, he sat there all night holding the urn, feeling at a loss as to where he was.

Next——

Where is he going?

He looked down at the urn that was warmed by his embrace.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Let's take you home for reunion."

In view of Jimo Can's unreliable character and his tendency to make nonsense and mean words, he was skeptical about his words of "getting forgiven". He thought, how could the gods like it?

It would be safer to send them back to their clan, pay sacrifices to the gods, manage relationships, be accommodating, and say good things...

Gong Xiqiu made up his mind.

At dawn, step on the morning dew and leave.

He didn't want to know what would happen if the Geng Kingdom lost King Sheng, two royal uncles of the clan, and Tang Guo, the pillar of the country, overnight. The weaker the Geng State, the easier it is to be annexed, and the people under its rule can get a chance to breathe. On the contrary, if the two forces are too close in strength, they will only fall into a tug-of-war, and the common people will not live in peace.

As for Zheng Qiao's recruitment... is he worthy of a villain who has evil thoughts and evil ways?

——————

"Alas, business is not easy to do in this world..."

While resting in a teahouse on Gongxiqiu Road, I heard several businessmen at the next table sighing: "Your business is guaranteed to make a profit, it's just how much you make. Why are you still sighing? You are like this, let me wait for a few How do brothers deal with themselves?"

"Is there any business in this world that is guaranteed to make a profit? My brother almost lost everything on this trip and almost lost his life. Does Longwu County know? It's not peaceful!"

The merchant was still frightened when he talked about it.

It turned out that this merchant was in the business of smuggling salt and iron.

This business was put on hold in the peaceful and prosperous times, and the entire household registration book would be beheaded if caught, but in this chaotic era of war and chaos, the country is not safe, how can it be managed? Some traders will take risks driven by profit.

If you are lucky, you can make a lot of money.

This businessman is one of them.

The road of smuggling to foreign races is still the same, because the competition pressure is low, the profits are high, but the disadvantage is that the risks are high.

But he went to a dock and followed a senior salt seller when he was off the line, so that he could drink some soup while the other party ate meat.

Unexpectedly, there was no news about the salt seller who had gone to the Shiwuxi Territory. He waited and waited in Longwu County and could not wait. The appointed time had already passed, and he knew in his heart that the other party was in danger.

He could only curse in his heart that the Shiwu aliens were fierce and cunning, but they also felt sorry for his own goods. It happened that the border was not peaceful, so in order to save his life, he had no choice but to escape early.

Everyone sympathized after hearing the unfortunate merchant's experience.

Just as he was about to feel relieved, the merchant suddenly slapped the table, sweeping away his decadence and becoming energetic as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.

"However, I heard some news on the way, which made me feel relieved! Do you know about the Ten Crow Kings? Their king personally marched on the front line. Hahaha, who knew there was a fire in the backyard! Even this messy Caotai team also wants to covet our fertile soil? Bah! !”

"There's a fire in the backyard?"

I'm glad to hear this.

Everyone asked what was going on.

Gong Xiqiu, who was about to serve wine and ask his father's ashes if he wanted a sip, was also attracted to his attention and stretched out his ears.

The merchant stroked his long beard.

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