Chapter 33 - The Ancient People Spit Blood in Unison, Killing Does Not Require One Blade After Another!

Chapter 33 The Ancient People Spit Blood in Unison, Killing Does Not Require One Blade After Another!

Sui Dynasty.

Yang Jian’s Emperor’s Domain.

In Yang Jian’s harem, there was only one woman, Dugu Qiluo, who strictly adhered to the monogamous system. Though many emperors were ruthless, some also cherished one person and stayed with them until old age.

At this moment, the candlelight flickered, and Yang Jian held Dugu Qiluo tightly in his arms.

Dugu Qiluo had a charming shy expression. “Why do I feel that the story in the sky above is no longer funny? There’s a sense of sadness in the air.”

Yang Jian nodded.

“Indeed, this Bull Demon King is just a toad trying to eat swan meat, wanting to marry the beautiful Zixia Fairy.”

Ming Dynasty.

Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma were also sitting closely together. Zhu Biao and Zhu Di had long been sent out, leaving the two of them to enjoy this rare moment of tranquility.

“We still need to thank the heavens. How long has it been since we sat here listening to a story like this?”

Empress Ma sighed.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, he had been working day and night, and now, with the opportunity to study the sky together, the two of them had some time to themselves.

“I’ll spend more time with you in the future.”

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke softly.

…

[Since the heavens have arranged for him to pull out my Purple Blue Sword, he must be an extraordinary person, no doubt.].

[I know that one day, he will appear in front of everyone, wearing golden armor, stepping on seven-colored clouds to marry me.].

…

As the plot started to feel off, others also noticed it. After hearing these lines, Guan Hanqing narrowed his eyes first and said, “I suppose a sad scene is about to unfold. Alas, it’s hard for lovers in the world to be together.”

Dong Zhongshu also sighed slightly in his own domain.

“At first, it seemed absurd, but there’s an inexplicable charm that makes one want to keep watching. Despite some unnecessary extra scenes, it’s still a masterpiece.”

“Is it going to be a separation between life and death?” Nalan Xingde asked.

Li Qingzhao: “Which woman wouldn’t want to marry an extraordinary man? Who wouldn’t want to be dazzling on their wedding day? Unfortunately, alas…”

Su Shi gazed at the sky, thinking of his long-departed wife, and sighed.

“Ten years of life and death, so vague and distant!”

Wu Cheng’en looked thoughtful, gazing at the Journey to the West on the table, pondering again: “Should I add a character for Zixia? No, Sun Wukong must become a Buddha in the end; how could he marry?”

[How many brothers and sisters do you have? Are your parents still alive?].

[Say something. I just want to make one more friend before I die.].

…

[Humans and demons are both born of mothers. The difference is that humans are the children of human mothers, and demons are the children of demon mothers.].

[What’s your mother’s surname?].

…

[Master Guanyin, I now understand what you meant. In the past, I looked at things with my physical eyes, but when I died, I began to see with my heart. Everything can be seen with unprecedented clarity.].

[It turns out that the girl left a tear in my heart. I can clearly feel how sad she was at that moment.].

[Do you no longer yearn for the affairs of the mortal world?].

[It doesn’t matter anymore. What’s there to mourn about life and death?].

…

Ming Dynasty.

Wang Yangming sat cross-legged in the Dragon Arena, suddenly opening his eyes. He had only opened his eyes when history-related content was being played before.

But upon hearing the phrase “eyes of flesh and heart,” his body shook, and he murmured, “The principle of all things lies within my heart. The human heart naturally contains heavenly principles, which are the moral conscience that the heart reveals. As long as one removes distractions, they can understand the principles of all things. I never thought that a drama from the future would contain such profound teachings.”

Tang Dynasty, Emperor Li Shimin looked at the sky and muttered, “Seeing the world with the heart’s eyes, it is extremely profound, extremely profound indeed!”

“To manage the world and constrain the ministers, one must also use the eyes of the heart to perceive the essence. People from the future are indeed wise!”

Changsun Wuji stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, people from over two thousand years later have rich cultural resources, so it’s normal for them to be smarter. After all, it’s the accumulation of thousands of years of Chinese civilization. If they hadn’t progressed, how would they have invented things like highways and the Tank 300? And they certainly wouldn’t have been able to project these images of the past dynasties onto the heavens with light and shadow.”

“Mm, you are right,” Li Shimin nodded.

…

[Let me remind you once more. After the golden hoop is put on, you are no longer an ordinary person. You cannot indulge in the desires of the human world. If your heart is moved, this golden hoop will tighten, causing unbearable pain.].

[I hear you.].

[Before wearing this golden hoop, do you have anything else to say?].

[There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn’t cherish it. When I lost it, I regretted it immensely. The most painful thing in the world is this. If the heavens could give me a chance to do it again, I would tell that girl I love you. If I must give this love a time limit, I would hope it lasts… for ten thousand years.].

…

Upon seeing this, Li Qingzhao’s heart tightened even more.

“Now he really wants ten thousand years.”

Her eyes filled with worry.

“He must save Zixia, don’t let her marry that ugly Bull Demon King!”

However, she suddenly pouted.

“But why can’t Sun Wukong just directly save Zixia Fairy?”

…

Zhuo Wenjun stood up from her chair, clenched her fist tightly, her face full of worry. Sima Xiangru gently hugged her fragrant shoulder and comforted her.

“It’s alright, Zixia Fairy will definitely end up with Sun Wukong.”

“Mm.”

Zhuo Wenjun nodded.

…

Su Shi put down his wine cup, stunned.

“Huai Min, do you remember that this line appeared once before? But at that time, Supreme Treasure didn’t speak sincerely. This time, however, it’s different.”

Huai Min nodded, also staring at the sky.

“This time, he speaks from the heart. Life, alas, is destined to have regrets.”

“Ten thousand years… If I could also be with someone for ten thousand years, that would be wonderful,” Nalan Xingde said.

…

[My ideal man is a world-renowned hero. One day, he will come to marry me, stepping on seven-colored clouds. I guessed the beginning, but I couldn’t guess the ending.].

…

Crash!

Seeing Zixia Fairy being wounded by the Bull Demon King, her fragrance dissipating. Then, Sun Wukong’s golden hoop tightened, watching her fly towards the sun…

A tragic separation!

A blow to the lovers!

All those watching the movie in various domains

Were completely shaken. It felt like a knife had stabbed them in the heart. Li Qingzhao looked up, not knowing when she had already started crying.

Su Shi and Zhang Huai Min also fell into silence for a long time, the cold river wind blowing through, and the two remained silent. Zhuo Wenjun had tears on her face.

“I never thought they couldn’t be together. It’s such a pity.”

Lu You’s face was also cold with tears.

“In this world, for lovers to find fulfillment is so difficult!”

“Sigh!”

Nalan Xingde quietly gazed at the sky, then sighed, unfolding paper to write down his feelings. Guan Hanqing shook his head, originally thinking it would be a humorous play, but now it was so sorrowful.

Dong Zhongshu calmed his emotions and sighed, “The pain of separation is the most agonizing thing in the world.”

…

[That person’s appearance is strange.].

[I saw it too. He looks like a dog.].

[BGM: Bitter Sea, Rising Love and Hate, In the world, it’s hard to escape fate. Love at first sight, but cannot come close…].

He looks like a dog!

This line had such power, combined with the background music of A Lifetime of Love, and the background of Sun Wukong leaving in desolation. Sadness, sorrow, regret, helplessness all emotions intertwined. The emotions exploded on the spot.

People from all domains collectively spat blood!

Killing doesn’t need a blade, one after another!