Chapter 19 — Two Fathers

“Who exactly is that national teacher?” The red yellow bell on top of the stone room suddenly rang by itself. Keng. A clear sound. All the people in black clothes and yellow masks knelt down at the same time. Behind the emperor, the crown prince raised his head, a strange smile on his face. “Your Highness is still as smart as ever.” His voice changed. No longer clear. It's no longer like Prince Tien. It's old and hoarse, like it was scraped out of a grave. The Emperor suddenly turned around. “What are you doing?” Crown Prince Jia raised his hand and pressed it to his face. The skin that resembled the Crown Prince's was torn off bit by bit by him. Below is not flesh and blood. It was an old face covered with black patterns. The Queen Mother saw that face, but took a half step back. “National teacher.” The National Master laughed. “The Queen Mother, Your Majesty.” "We haven't seen each other for many years, but you two are still so easy to use." The Emperor kicked towards him. “I hate you.” The national teacher only raised one finger. On the emperor's wrist suddenly a ring of red and gold thread appeared. The silk tightened on his skin, the emperor knelt down in pain. The national teacher said softly: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Your dragon robe, jade, and soul-suppressing bell were all made by me." “The person who sat on the throne for twelve years was also controlled by the old god for twelve years.” I looked at it and felt cold all over my body. It turns out that the deepest demon is always hiding behind everyone. The National Master looked at me. “But today was good.” "The Prince's Immortal bloodline has returned." “Ta Thi's destiny has entered the battle.” “The eyes are finally awake.” "If I only need to take the blood from your little highness's heart, I can open the royal mausoleum and welcome the true owner back to the human world." My father gritted his teeth. “In what rotten tomb is your master the one who died?” The national teacher smiled without answering. He raised his hand and the top of the stone chamber cracked. A giant bronze coffin slowly descended from the darkness. The coffin's body was engraved with red and gold runes. Each rune line is absorbing the light of the dragon eyes. Crown Prince Tien's face changed. “Previous imperial official.” There was a look of enthusiasm in the national master's eyes. “Dai Dan robbed the country for a hundred years.” "Now we should return the world to its former owner." The Emperor collapsed on the ground, his eyes finally turning from anger to fear. The Queen Mother did not smile anymore. Only then did they understand what they had raised with their own hands. The green bronze coffin fell to the ground. The coffin lid cracked a crack. Inside stretched out a hand as thin and dry as firewood. That hand pointed towards me. The national teacher respectfully knelt down. “Please take the blood from the former owner.” Ta Vo Cuu immediately hugged me. My father stands before us. The last prince finally tore off the last chain and staggered ashore. He stands beside us. Three people protect me in the middle. In the bronze coffin, the former owner who had been dead for who knows how many years slowly sat up. 20 When the former owner of the bronze coffin sat up, the golden light of his eyes suddenly dimmed by half. He doesn't look like a living person. The skin was close to the bone, but two dark green flames burned in the eyes. The national teacher knelt at his feet, his forehead touching the ground. “The Palace welcomes Your Majesty.” The former owner did not look at him. Just look at me. Those eyes are not like someone looking at someone. But like a wild animal that has been hungry for a hundred years, it sees a bowl of hot blood. My fingertips are cold. Ta Vo Cuu pressed me into his arms. “Don't look.” I hear the heartbeat in that person's chest. Very fast. But very solid. Crown Prince Tien supported the broken chain and stood at the front. “The previous dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years.” “The dead should stay in the grave.” A hoarse laugh emerged from the former master's throat. "The dragon vein is not yet extinct, I have not lost it yet." He raised his hand. The cold river water rolled back, turning into countless black tongues of water. My father shouted loudly, grabbed Uncle Thuong's long knife and threw it, breaking the first blade of water. Ta Vo Cuu threw out all the silver threads, wrapped himself around the nail, and the soul flew forward. The fairy prince held half of the broken sword in the coffin. The sword in his hand glowed red and gold. At that moment, I finally saw the prince's appearance in his eyes. Not the peacefulness in the painting. It's a sharp demeanor that can protect his wife and daughter even on a bloody night. The national teacher shouted sternly: "Damn them." The great army of medicine men rushed forward again. Co Chieu cited the number of pharmaceuticals

The remaining old armor blocks the door. He turned his head to look at Ta Vo Cuu. “Your highness.” “This time, the last general sees everyone out.” Ta Vo Cuu's voice became hoarse. “Co Chieu.” Co Chieu laughed. That stiff face revealed a bit of expression that only a living person has. "The Dong guards died on the way to protect the master, no loss." Having finished speaking, he turned around and rushed into the army of pharmacists. Old armor collided, bones and flesh shattered. He hugged the leading pharmacist and pulled them together into the cold river. The water surface exploded. The black water swallowed his shadow. Ta Vo Cuu closed his eyes. I know that person has lost an old friend. But that person didn't stop. Because the living still have to move forward. The red and gold tokens still burned in the cavity at the bottom of the coffin. I suddenly saw the black jade banner next to me also light up. I remember the sentence in the silk book: the one who kills me is not in the palace, and the one who raises me is not the Queen Mother. This former owner is the one raising the chess board.