Xiao Lin, who is known as "the ghost in the imperial mausoleum," grew up and became a general, but he was still a man of few words.
Fortunately, he won the battle, and the emperor cherished his talents. Seeing his repeated requests, he had no choice but to go to the dungeon himself to see if Shigure had changed.
Sure enough, after a few years, he was still the same as when he was first imprisoned, tall, thin, fair, and cunning and willful.
"An Ting, you're here~ When are you going to let me go out to bask in the sun?"
The emperor felt guilty and asked, "I haven't seen you for so many years. I never thought you still remember my nickname?"
"I have an extraordinary memory and a photographic memory."
"That's right~" The emperor smiled, looked up at the small skylight, and sighed: "That year you fell from the sky and landed with thunder. It was me and Xiaolin who took the risk of being struck by lightning to catch you. I thought you were auspicious, but I didn't expect you to become a villain later."
"Wrong!" Shigure stood at attention, pointed at the emperor and complained: "You do not accept malicious slander, please withdraw it!"
The emperor had a headache and held his forehead: "Look at you, you are still the same. You get anxious even after saying a few words. I have been imprisoned for so many years, but I still haven't been able to civilize you!"
"Reminder! The logic is wrong. Wasting time will only make the mind rigid and unable to complete the education."
"Okay, okay! I can't defeat you, let Xiaolin come and treat you!"
"Okay! Please tell me Xiaolin's location and I'll go find him!"
The emperor sighed: "You are talking crazy words, I really don't know what crazy words you are talking about!"
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Intention: stick to one's heart and run towards the awakening of consciousness