World of Chessboard: Volume 3

By Yi JiuQianShang

Life is like a play, young master Qing Yi. What was distinct in black and white was the chess game; what was indistinct was the human heart. Chess is difficult to decide, step by step, one wrong move, all lost. He was gentle and refined, drunk and free from worldly strife; he wore an open and upright robe, his reputation as a man of the world was just like smoke passing through his eyes; he lowered his eyebrows and gave a slight smile. He was playful, dashing, and elegant; he had a fan in his hand; it was common for people to fight openly or secretly, and they would look down on him with their heads held high.

It was originally a different life, yet it became a straight line that led to a completely different end point. Was he going to be reborn from the flames? When the chessboard was no longer black and white, when every single chess piece was imbued with the hearts of the people, vividly displaying the word "chess", the chessboard would no longer be a chessboard, but a formidable game. Close]

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: May 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9781649352859

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STIFF

CHAPTER 201 - FAREWELL WITHOUT NOTICE

What are you doing? You started drinking in broad daylight?

The wine jug was suddenly snatched away. Wen Lun blankly stared at his empty hands, and then he fell head first onto the table. With a somewhat helpless voice, he said, Bai Zhen, my brother left …

Bai Zhen was taken aback. His brows, which had originally held a hint of anger, loosened. For a moment, he was unable to understand what he meant. Where did Brother Wen go?

I don't know, I don't know. Wen Lun helplessly shook his head. His fingers tightly gripped his hair and he had a pained expression. He left without saying a word … I only left a letter saying that he left and that we don't have to wait for him to come back … Why? Why did you leave me like that? Am I that annoying to him? "

Bai Zhen was silent for a moment before pressing a hand on his shoulder, Zi Yu, Big Brother Wen won't abandon you.

Wen Lun acted as if he did not hear his voice and sobbed, Why is it like this? Mom doesn't want me anymore, and Dad isn't willing to look at me anymore. Only Big Brother is willing to stay with me, only you are willing to stay with me, only Qing Han is willing to stay with me … But, mom is gone, big brother is gone, Qing Han is also gone, you have to go too … Why, do you not want me?"

I miss my mother …

Bai Zhen's pupils constricted as his fingers subconsciously curled up into a ball.

Second Grandpa, I miss my mother.

Your mother … She's gone. "

Second Grandpa, my mother said that she will wait for Father to come back with me. When will Father come back?

... Soon.

Second Grandpa, Mom said that Daddy will be happy if I study hard. But, why isn't father laughing? Does he not like me?

No, your father is just too tired.

Second Grandpa, that woman is not my mother.

Right, she isn't your mother … Your father has failed your mother. "

Mother … I missed you. I wanted dad to look at me a few more times …

What did I do wrong? Why doesn't anyone like me?

...

Are you Uncle Bai's son? My name is Wen Lun. " Lifting his head from his book, he saw a youth of his age standing where the tree's shadow had fallen. The fragmented sunlight shone on his body and his smile was so bright.

My name is Bai Zhen. After a long time, he finally mustered the courage to reply.

The youth blinked, I know, you're uncle's eldest son.

... Right.

The teenager tilted his head. Can you climb trees? Let's sit on it, it must be beautiful.

Father will not agree.

The youth pulled him to his feet. He won't be discovered. He'll come down after a while.

Alright then.

Sitting on a tall branch and looking down over the shingles of the house, he could see the view on the other side of the wall. True... Beautiful.

He had never felt so happy before. He had never spoken of the secret to anyone else, but this afternoon, he poured out all of it until the sun set in the west.

It was unknown when a tall figure stood beneath the tree, but her delicate and pretty eyebrows slightly bent. Young gongzis, it's been a long time since we had dinner. Don't you feel hungry?

This strange face was not someone from the residence. Besides, no one had ever asked him in such a soft, smiling voice. His father, who did not laugh, and his servant, who was respectful and taciturn, were the only things that mattered in life.

Still in a daze, the youth next to him cheered and leaped towards the tree: Big Brother! The tree was as tall as a man, and when it jumped, there was no sign of fear. It was as if he firmly believed that the person under the tree, who was tall but not muscular, would be able to catch him.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

The young man in white caught his brother and took a step back. He laughed lightly, It's getting heavier again. The traces of her hair in the air made by the loose strands of her hair were very beautiful.

The youth proudly raised his head. Of course, I will grow up to be as tall as Big Brother in the future!

The youth stretched out his hand to remove a leaf from his brother's head. He bent over and let him fall to the ground, I will. He straightened up and looked at himself with the same shallow and gentle smile. Do you dare to jump down?

This way... That's not good, right?" It shouldn't be as easy as it seems to be to catch a seven or eight year old boy, right?

Before his brother could say anything, the youth had already said, Big Brother said that before he grows up, he will try to jump down from the high ground and be caught by father once again. Although my father won't play with me, but luckily I have a big brother. I've lent you my big brother, jump off!

Because of the first half of his sentence, his dull eyes slowly lit up with a strange expectation when he heard the second half of his sentence — there was someone standing at a place where he was bound to fall in pain, steadily holding onto him. This sort of feeling was probably worth looking forward to, right?

The young man continued to look at him, his gaze gentle without any hint of impatience. He only slightly opened his arms, using his actions to tell the hesitating youth that he would definitely catch it.

He did not know why, but he felt a breeze by his ear and he had already jumped down from the tree branch, filled with anticipation and fear.

After falling and hurting so many times, they had already started to fear the pain of falling from higher altitudes.

But there was no pain.

The young man's embrace was wide, much more solid than his seemingly weak chest.

Up close, this man might not have been considered a young man, but at least his unbound hair suggested that he had not yet attained the crown. However, in that moment, in the arms of this young man, he felt a dependence that he had never felt before. He smelled very good. It was a faint scent of fresh blood mixed with the scent of incense.

He was gently placed on the ground. The two youths standing side by side looked up at him with bright eyes.

The young man squatted in front of the two of them, one hand pressing down on one of their heads. If you can just keep growing up like this and become people you can all trust in each other, that would be great. "

The young man beside him tilted his head as he thought, Is it the kind that goes about life and death in the martial arts world?

The youth said, More or less. It's just that the rivers and lakes are dangerous. It's better not to walk around.

The young man puffed out his mouth and said seriously: When I grow up, I must adventure through the martial arts world — together with Bai Zhen.

The youth could not help but laugh, Aren't you afraid of the danger?

Not afraid. The young man replied quickly and surely, Because Big Brother will protect us!

In that instant, the youth was somewhat startled, but he quickly covered those things they could not see with a smile: Alright, then do as you wish. As long as I am still here, I will stand by your side and protect you.

He rubbed the top of his head with his hands. If you believe me, I will do it.

...

He said that he will stand by my side to protect me … But I left without saying anything. "

Wen Lun's voice caused Bai Zhen to be jolted awake. He pursed his lips and then said softly, Just like last time, Big Brother Wen will be back.

Wen Lun clenched his fist and said in a despairing voice, I'm not afraid of the days when I don't have my brother by my side. I'm just afraid that he'll hate me for making trouble like this. I'm just afraid of him … Just like last time, I took on everything, but I didn't know anything about it. I was afraid of the kind of situation where I knew he was living with a knife in his hand, licking blood, but I was powerless and didn't dare to take any responsibility for him. I'm afraid... I'll never see him again! "

Bai Zhen pursed his lips. He will definitely come back.

Do you believe that? Wen Lun suddenly stood up and grabbed the front of Bai Zhen's shirt, forcing him to retreat step by step until his back bumped into a tree. Why are you using these words to deceive me?

Bai Zhen fell silent, then replied, I am not lying to you. I'm as scared as you are, so I can only bless you.

Wen Lun gritted his teeth. I really want to beat you up.

Bai Zhen nodded. Alright.

Wen Lun was stunned. What can I do?

Bai Jian said, If beating me can make you feel better, then beat me up. Anyway, I will call her back, and both of us need to vent.

Wen Lun looked at him for a long time and suddenly let out a bitter laugh. What are you venting for? Do you still need to vent? You're so calm, so good, so strong... Just like my brother.

Big brother Wen … Bai Zhen's gaze grew dim. Just how did he manage to treat us with such a smile after experiencing so much?

Wen Lun punched him with his empty hand. Aren't you the same? I hate people like you who can hide everything with their smiles... Why don't we all cry together? He lowered his head and stood unsteadily. As he swayed, he could vaguely make out a few crystalline drops of water falling from the tip of his nose.

Bai Zhen reached out to support him before chuckling, We haven't even said anything and you're already crying. Do we still dare to say anything?

I'll say it, second rate … Wen Lun slapped away the hand he was holding and walked away and sat down on the floor.

Hearing him call out his name, Bai Zhen was taken aback. Huh?

Wen Lun raised his head and looked at the greyish sky. Do you really think that I am fooling around for no reason?

Bai Zhen was silent for a long time before shaking his head, No, I know you won't be so depressed. You care about Qing Han, but you care about Brother Wen as well. So... You won't be stupid.

He won't be stupid? Heh, I was naive and foolish. He raised his hand and looked at the different sky through the gaps of his fingers. Wen Lun laughed self-deprecatingly. I thought that this kind of me would make big brother reluctant to leave.

Bai Zhen said helplessly, You can't even fool me.

Wen Lun stretched out his arms and lay down. It feels very good to be drunk.

Bai Zhen smiled. When it's time to wake up, you still have to.

Wen Lun shook his head. I don't want to wake up. When you wake up, you will see how difficult it is to move in the martial world without your big brother's protection. Killing intent filled every inch of your body."

Bai Zhen sighed, If no one allows you to enter the martial arts world, you can choose not to.

You are in the martial arts world, Qing Han is in the martial arts world, and Big Brother is in the martial arts world. Even if I know it's a dead end, I still have to step on it." Wen Lun muttered.

Bai Zhen's expression changed slightly. If I had hoped that you would not enter the martial arts world, would you have agreed?

Wen Lun was slightly startled. He sat up and asked, Why?

Bai Zhen blinked, Because Brother Wen and Father will take care of the matters of the Hou clan. If you and I were to help randomly, it would only add to the problem.

Wen Lun curled his lips. I don't believe it. If it was that easy to solve the problem, Big Bro would not be in such a difficult situation, and he might even leave without saying goodbye.

Bai Zhen asked, Do you know where Brother Wen went?

Wen Lun rolled his eyes in annoyance. How would I know?

He went to find Senior Brother Xia with my father. Bai Zhen's eyes carried a faint smile as he hooked his fingers and indicated for him to come over. Master Hou once entrusted me with a wooden box, and told me to give it to my father, who would then pass it to Senior Xia. The marquis' manor is famous for its divination techniques. If they knew that death was imminent, how could they just sit there and wait for death?

Wen Lun came to a realization. Then the reason they're going this time is precisely to …

Bai Zhen made a silencing gesture. You must not mention this matter to anyone else.

Wen Lun quickly stopped. I understand the implications. This matter will definitely not be brought up with a second person.

Bai Zhen paused for a moment before continuing in a serious tone, "Ever since the incident at the duke's manor ended, Father has always been with Brother Wen. We have also gone to look for Senior Brother Xia this time. Just as you worry about Brother Wen, so I worry about my father. Even if you don't believe that Big Brother Wen will really be fine, you must believe me. His eyes were determined, but his fingers, hidden in his sleeves, were curled up and his fingernails pierced the palm of his hand.

Wen Lun finally breathed a sigh of relief. With uncle going, it should not be a problem.

Bai Zhen smiled helplessly. Therefore, Ziyu, you don't have to worry. With Big Brother Wen's character and father by your side, how could he be in danger?

Big brother's character? Wen Lun asked back with a somewhat complicated expression, If he really had such a temper, how great would it be if he kept showing it in front of us?

She had slightly curved eyebrows, a slight smile, a gentle voice, a steady arm, and a reliable chest. And an easy blush.

His words were very beautiful, elegant and gentle. He would slowly rub the ink together before writing them, without a trace of impatience.

His hands were beautiful, thin and soft. He could play the piano and play with the birds as he pleased, without any hint of sharpness.

He really liked light-colored clothes. Each set was worth a few hundred taels of silver, and each set was worth over a thousand taels. At his waist was a jade pendant carved by a craftsman, and in his hand was a fan of poems written by a famous scholar of the West Lake. "She gently waved her sleeves and waved her folding fan. She was like an elegant young master, she did not kill anyone nor reek of copper.

He hated the rain. He hated the mud on the ground that soaked his shoes and boots. He also hated the cold feeling. However, he was willing to rush into the pouring rain. He carried a little puppy back to his room and let it sleep there all night.

His martial arts were good, even if it was only to the ears. He could easily catch the young man who had jumped down from the tree wall. He could stand firmly on the bow of the ship without shaking, and he could easily grab the porcelain cup that had fallen off the table and put it back into its original position without letting even a drop of water fall. However, because of the people on the streets, they would stumble and retreat in a hurry. They would faint from the light sway of the boat, and they would sigh endlessly when the priceless antiques and antiques of the previous dynasty shattered in front of them.

He could taste the new and old of a cup of tea, hear the tiny mistakes of a zither song, throw aside the old teachings and talk, and write poems that were not inferior to those of the famous Jiangnan scholars. However, in front of others, he was just a merchant who only knew the smell of copper.

He'd never been able to figure it out …

Actually, Bai Zhen had long since known that the Wen Wan that he had seen was fake. Not only was he playing dumb, he was also acting. Pretending to be gentle, pretending to be refined, pretending to be kind …

At some point, Bai Zhen had revealed a wry smile. Perhaps this is the kind of person that Brother Wen wanted to be?

After a long silence, Wen Lun replied in a muffled voice, This is probably the kind of person that Big Brother is the most disdainful of.

Bai Zhen was momentarily at a loss as to how to respond.

In that person's eyes, the one thing that could not be tolerated the most was probably benevolence and gentleness.

CHAPTER 202 - THE VENGEANCE OF ONE ARROW

The faint smell of earth and the slight smell of blood wafted to his nose.

Hoo — The Supreme Mystery Scripture suddenly reined in the horse. The horse below him whinnied but didn't stand up. Instead, it took a few small steps back and stopped running.

His fingers probed into his clothes and felt the familiar coldness. Feeling a bit more at ease, the Supreme Mystery Scripture raised its voice and asked, Who's blocking the way? Appear. Why do you need to hide?

As expected of the Supreme Profound Monarch, his hearing indeed surpasses others. Another three steps will be a trap. You will find out after taking five steps, so it is not surprising for you to be able to kill Eastern Tang. A cold voice sounded. Dozens of figures descended in succession and surrounded a man and a horse.

The Supreme Mystery Scripture pulled the reins and patted the horse's neck, allowing the horse, which had been frightened by the murderous intent, to calm down. West Tang, Beitang, long time no see. The bamboo hat covered half of his face, and an unruly smile could be seen at the corner of his lips. Could it be that you have not fully recovered from being hit by my palm? "

Could it be that your injuries have recovered?

The Supreme Mystery Scripture shrugged. It's probably not that serious.

Yan Bugui, who was still dressed in yellow, smiled and said, You injured Nan Tang and now you're seriously injured. Your injuries have yet to recover, and you're even forcing yourself to use force. How much of your strength can you recover in a short two months? You may be able to kill Eastern Tang, but with your current strength, it is impossible for you to escape us.

The Great Mystery Scripture's gaze moved. His fingertips pressed down on the bamboo hat, covering the expression in his eyes. Do you mind if I ask you a question?

You want to know how we knew when you'd be passing through here? Sick Wind helped Liu Ming smile, and the wound on his face had already been completely healed.

The Supreme Mystery Scripture nodded. This is not the only way back to Wu Gou. Two months ago, I killed my way out of the East Pavilion. Now, I can completely leave that place. How did you know when I passed by?"

Sick Wind lifted Liu Suo's chin and asked, Are you really unable to guess it at all?

The Great Mystery Scripture replied, The reason for guessing is somewhat difficult to believe.

Whether or not you believe me or not, the reason we're here is the only reason you've guessed it. Yan Bugui looked at him with a faint smile, as if he wanted to see the expression on his face.

The Supreme Mystery Scripture merely uttered an oh and there was no further reaction.

Sick Wind supported Liu and asked, Aren't you angry?

Why should I be angry? The Supreme Mystery Scripture raised its eyebrows in surprise. Since I am in a life-and-death relationship with the Mausoleum of Books in the south of the city, I naturally do not doubt that they betrayed me. If they really betrayed me, then there must be a reason for it. Besides, if I can't get away from you guys today, what's the point of getting angry?

Sick wind helped Liu Xiaoxiao smile. I hope you really don't have any suspicions. Alright, let's get back to the main topic. We came here today to seek an explanation."

With a flip of his hand, the Supreme Mystery Scripture unsheathed the saber blade from his robes and lightly flew down from the horse's back. With a flick of his sleeves, he leisurely landed on the ground, Since you want an explanation, why don't you do it? White cheeks, pale from loss of blood. He had not recovered from his injuries, but he did not show any signs of fear.

When Yan Bugui saw that he was going to make his move, he quickly said, Our request is to ask for an explanation from you, Wu Gou. It's not asking for an explanation on behalf of you, Dongtang.

The ill wind that helped Liu Ming see him so easily say the reason for his visit, somewhat depressingly curled his lips.

The Great Mystery Scripture laughed as the short blade in his hand turned. There was a trace of contempt in his voice as he said, Are you even worthy?

Sickly Wind sneered, Your life is entirely in our hands, and you still dare to be so arrogant?

Why would I not dare? Taixuan's chin was slightly raised, and his face was covered by a bamboo hat. His faint disdain was especially dazzling, This is the territory of the Hidden Words Hall of the Poison Hall. As long as we make a big commotion, the Hidden Words Hall will definitely find out. At that time, will I, who has never had enmity with the Poison Wine Hall, suffer, or will the Candle Wake Hall, which is now in conflict with them, suffer?

Yan Bugui silently watched from the sidelines. The face of the Supreme Mystery Scripture was no different from the face he had seen in the forest that day — it was completely different from the face he had seen in the lantern festival. This appearance, although handsome and proud, it didn't have the slightest trace of Xia Chan. From her figure, appearance, voice, age, and temperament …

Whether it was Wen Wan or the Grand Mysterious Scripture, both of their appearances were vastly different from Xia Chan's. Yan Bugui had indeed touched the silver needle hidden in his hair. Such concealed silver needles, and their distribution was extremely regular. Other than disguising himself, Yan Bugui couldn't think of any other reason.

As an assassin, the Supreme Mystery Scripture had been hidden in darkness for a long time. Even if it was not easy to disguise, there would not be many people who would see his face and no one would talk about it. But Wen Wan was someone who walked in the sun. Using his disguise to show off meant that he had to endure the pain of the silver needles entering his body at all times.

The martial arts world was so big, how could the art of disguise be limited to just one or two techniques? With Xia Chan's ability, Wen Wan's wealth, and the network of people in the Supreme Mystery Scripture, which status wouldn't allow him to find an easier method to disguise himself?

The silver needle pierced the acupoint, but it was a serious injury to the body. The only advantage of using a silver needle to disguise oneself was that it would change one's face. If he did not draw the silver needle, it would not return to its original appearance. It is not easy to find the flaw, not easy to restore the original appearance, and the maintenance time is extremely long.

Xia Shouchuan was not a well-known figure, even in a moment of fame, after ten years of invisibility, the martial arts world had long forgotten about this person.

Ten years was a completely new world.

Then, what was the reason for why he would rather use a silver needle to disguise his face than reveal his true appearance? Who was he afraid of being seen? Who was he hiding from?

As one of the three major assassin's guilds, Wu Gou's position in the Book of Supreme Mystery was of great importance.

As the most influential merchant family in the country, the Wen family had an influential influence.

The Great Mystery Scripture was secretive and secretive, but his actions were by no means low-key.

Wen Wan did not care about the affairs of the martial arts world, but he was definitely not in the martial arts world.

He didn't even want to disappear from the martial arts world. He silently looked at the martial arts world, silently hiding in it, silently intervening in it.

This had shocked the entire martial arts world twice, and now, half of the world had been involved in this disaster. No one was allowed to leave this place. Xia Chan was Xia Ruyu's disciple, and was an indispensable part of the next calamity. He would eventually be dug out by an old friend.

He did not want to hide, and he was not afraid of old friends finding him. Then, what was he hiding from?

While Yan Bugui was deep in thought, Sick Wind helped Liu Ming speak in a sullen voice, You think I don't dare to?

The Supreme Mystery Scripture smiled, If you dare, I will accompany you.

You …

Yan Bugui held out his hand to stop Liu Feng. It is not wise to take action here. Be careful.

The Supreme Mystery Scripture watched them silently.

The sickly wind made Liu Mu hesitate, he stopped and looked at the Supreme Mystery Scripture. Why do you want to interfere in the matter of our Candle Stick Hall and the poison wine? Could it be that you all intend to start a war with us at this time of day?

The corner of Taixuan's eyes curved up in a gentle smile, How is that possible? He was just hired by someone to get his revenge."

The sick wind helped Liu asked, Who are you hired by? Where did this enmity come from?

Yah. The Supreme Mystery Scripture was extremely surprised. As a famous assassination organization in the martial arts world, you don't know that keeping your employer's identity confidential is your duty as an assassin?

The sick wind made Liu momentarily speechless. Yan Bugui said blandly, We don't care who your employer is. We only need to know how many times you have targeted Candle, and how many of your assassins have killed our men. What does that mean?

The Supreme Mystery Scripture made a soft sound and said, It was you who sent the challenge letter, so I accepted it on behalf of my employer. You guys saw that I was the only one coming, yet you guys attacked me at the same time. I will win the battle with the Southern Palace Head first, and you guys will use poison to attack from behind without a sound. You went back on your word, went back on your word, and almost lost my life there — these, you won't admit your wrongs, will you?

Sickly Wind supported Liu Xin and frowned, Back then, you attacked with your killing move. You refused to give up until you had taken the order from the Southern Hall. It's not that we don't dare to admit defeat, it's just that you took action to counter our ace attack, forcing us to have no choice but to retaliate.

The Supreme Mystery Scripture sneered, The Southern Hall Master and I are both assassins. Since when did we have the habit of keeping people alive under the blade? Your challenge is a life and death letter, can't I kill him? I hate you guys to the bone. Since I won, I will naturally take his life. What's wrong with that? If you dare to admit defeat, if you don't dare to accept death, I will listen."

The sickly wind supported Liu and Yan Bugui as they looked at each other. Seeing him shake his head slightly, they restrained their anger and said nothing.

The Supreme Mystery raised his hand and pointed the tip of his saber at their noses, laughing out loud, As famous figures of the martial arts world, you actually dare to use such despicable methods. It's truly despicable. I share the same profession as you, and I am truly ashamed of myself. You used trickery to injure me, shouldn't I return it? He had brought upon himself the death of Dongtang. The assassins that Candle Yi died in the hands of my men, they were useless.

Assassins meet each other, incompetent ones die, what does this have to do with Candle Hook's fight? The Supreme Mystery Scripture sneered, Wu Gou Su is not an enemy of anyone, unless someone bullies me. The one who harmed the disciples in your hall was a subordinate of the Supreme Profound Scripture, not Wu Gou's subordinate. My revenge has been paid. In this month, I don't think any of my subordinates have hurt you all again, right?

The two knew that his words were true, so they naturally could not retort.

Of course, replied Taixuan. If Candle Ye and Wu Gou fight, Wu Gou will naturally accompany him. If you all plan on going through a few blows with me to vent your anger, then go back and tell your hall master that this will be done with and you will have to wait to return the favor.

The diseased wind helped the willow cluck its teeth and was about to erupt.

The hall master ordered that we should investigate Wu Gou's intentions and not cause any more trouble. Yan Bugui blocked him with a horizontal step and quietly gave him a look.

Sick Wind helped Liu Ming hesitate for a moment, then swallowed his words back down. He nodded and said, Since that's the case, then I hope that we can put aside our past grudges and focus on our future.

The Supreme Mystery Scripture climbed onto the horse and lightly pulled its reins. The horse whinnied and was a little irritable. He sat on the horse steadily, his gaze indifferent. The chaos in the martial arts world is bound to affect our forces. It is not wise to face each other with swords and spears now. If you do not offend me, then I will not offend you. I hope that you all will be more prudent in your actions. "

Yan Bugui cupped his fist in respect, I shall remember the words of the Grand Xuan Lord. I hope that you will not forget what you have said today.

When the Supreme Mystery Scripture heard his words, it gave a slight smile, Wu Gou Ye will definitely have a battle, but it won't be now. The two hall masters need not worry. With a flick of the reins, the horse easily passed through the mechanism on the ground. He lightly pulled on the reins, and the horse slightly paused. He took this opportunity to clasp his hands together and return the greeting to Yan Bugui, Head of the Northern Palace, I hope that you can enlighten me when we meet in the future. Without waiting for his reply, he kicked the horse and galloped away.

Sick Wind supported Liu Xin as he watched him walk away. He suddenly let out a bitter laugh, Actually, I was just planning to hurt him a bit. This person cannot be killed, killing him would only anger Wu Gou thoroughly.

Yan Bugui murmured, I'm afraid if I can't kill him, it will be the end of the world.

If he insists on leaving, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop him.

Yan Bugui smiled helplessly and said, I can only say that I am glad that we did not come here to kill him.

Liu Qingmei looked in the direction of the Supreme Mystery Scripture as her lips curled up, The poisonous fog you set off didn't affect that horse that much.

Yan Bugui rubbed his chin and said, From the looks of it, ordinary people would not be able to smell the poison mist. Unless this person is good at using poison and is extremely sensitive to taste.

Sick Wind helped Liu Wei become slightly startled. I've never heard about the Great Mystery Scripture.

Yan Bugui said, Judging from how Dongtang and his subordinates died that day, he shouldn't be adept in using poison.

I've never heard of a hitman who has mastered the art of riding so well. Sick Wind helped Liu Xin narrow her eyes and smiled, You are already the most skilled assassin I've ever seen. However, that horse that was casually taken away by the 'drunkard' is much better than the mount of the Supreme Mystery Scripture.

Yan Bugui cast a sidelong glance at him and said calmly, His riding skill is indeed outstanding. I feel that I am inferior to him.

The sickly wind that helped Liu was just casually teasing him, seeing that he did not have any reaction and instead had a bit of a disheartening thought, You don't feel the slightest bit of pity for that horse of yours? It's fine if it's a Thousand-Li Horse, but it was raised. However, it's been fed with countless medicinal herbs, and it was taken away just like that.

Yan Bugui didn't seem to mind. It's just a horse. If the [Intoxicating Golden Light] discovers its wonders, it wouldn't be a waste of the herbs I feed it.

Sick Wind supported Liu Xin and couldn't help but twitch his mouth, Horses are not a pity, the herbs are not a waste, but we're missing a BMW, adding a smug mount to the vintage, how could we be happy?

Yan Bugui seemed to have something on his mind, and he was not in the mood to joke around. He could only reply with a casual tone, I'm not feeling happy either.

… He turned his head to look at Liu Ming. Seeing him looking absentmindedly in the direction where the Supreme Mystery Scripture had left, Liu Ming could not help but sigh, The East Peak is no longer here. I'm afraid that there won't be anyone left to talk about drinking wine from now on.

Yan Bugui came back to his senses and his expression slightly changed. However, seeing that the sickly wind seemed to be helping the willow, he was relieved. I've been to the east hall for a long time, this is the first time I've heard your sigh.

Is that so? I didn't notice. Sick Wind supported Liu Gan and looked down at his hands. After a while, he suddenly said, It's the same as when Beitang died. Just like how you would never have thought that such a person would die as well.

Yan Bugui was stunned.

Sick wind supported Liu Chi's mischievous smile: I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about that … An incredibly strong guy. Even after all this time, I still cannot believe that someone like that would die such a horrible death.

Yan Bugui revealed a wry smile unconsciously and said, Yes, I know. I once saw the death of such a person. A powerful person whom I have never been able to chase in my life has died like a pile of mud …"

Would you feel sad if someone as important as Dongtang died before you became a killer? The sickly wind asked Liu Yang, somewhat absent-mindedly lost in thought.

Yan Bugui thought for a moment and nodded, Yes.

How sad?

Yan Bugui pondered for a moment and gave an answer that even he himself felt was a bit ridiculous. He might be crying.

The sickly wind startled Liu Ming, and then he began to laugh loudly. When he was about to burst into tears from laughing, he suddenly stopped laughing and held his forehead with his hand, That guy is the same as me, a person my parents did not want. The difference is that I was abandoned because my parents didn't want me. As for him, his parents were dead, and he didn't even have a chance to meet them. I've been with that guy since I was about six or seven. They ate cold steamed buns together, got beaten up together, practiced martial arts together, killed together, drank wine together … I once thought that it was normal for him to be by my side.

Me, I never thought he'd die. Dead while I was alive. The sick wind lifted Liu Chang's head and looked at the sky, sighing, When you brought his corpse back, I didn't even feel anything. At that time, it was as if he had seen Beitang's corpse. That guy had just said, I'm dead. Then, Beitang Zi became a title, not a person who had lived for a long time. The East Peak is probably just a form of address to me, right?

Yan Bugui was silent. Then, he nodded. Maybe.

Heh. Sick Wind supported Liu Ming's smile and somewhat mockingly said, If I become an assassin, will I really have no heart?

Yan Bugui shook his head. I don't know.

That's true. After all, you are not a real killer. Sick Wind helped Liu Yi up onto the horse and raised his eyebrows, Let's go.

Yan Bugui mounted his horse. The instant before the horse moved, he suddenly asked, Is it because I have thoughts?

Sick Wind helped Liu Xiao laugh, Because you're not willing to die. He shook the reins and dashed away.

Yan Bugui thought for a while, chuckled as if he had realized something, and followed up.

CHAPTER 203 - BAYONET REJUVENATION

Young Master, you called me? Gong Qing pushed open the door and walked in. His gaze stopped on Jiang Wuyan for a moment before he lowered his head and bowed.

The man in green casually sized him up with a lazy look on his face, Are you alright now?

Gongzi didn't know which injury he was referring to, so he answered vaguely, Yes, a little rest, and nothing serious will happen.

The young man in cyan asked, Did you know the result of seeing the Supreme Mystery Scripture?

It's been a long time since I've parted with shallow marks. He returned to the valley a few days earlier than me, so I'm not too sure about the details of our meeting with Grand Master.

Dong Tang died, but no one knows how. Young Master Qing Yi rubbed his chin and said with a smile in his eyes, You were following behind Dongtang on the day of his death, right? Did you see anything?

The strength of the Eastern Tang Dynasty and the Supreme Profound Monarch is far above mine. I don't dare to get too close to them when they fight. When I went over later, both the Eastern Hall and the Grand Profound Lord were already gone.

The green-robed young master glanced at him, Who do you think will be the one to kill Dongtang?

Now that Eastern Tang is dead, there's no harm for Supreme Profound Lord. I also didn't see anyone else by the side of the forest that day. From the time that the two of them fought to the time that I was stopped on the path, it had only been three to four days. Such a short period of time should not be enough for Dong Tang to die at the hands of another."

Young Master Qing Yi slightly nodded and stopped worrying about this matter. How do you feel when you fight against Beitang?

The Beitang kung fu is too strong, it does not match the killer's path, said Gongxu. I'm not a match for him in a head-on fight. But if I were to secretly assassinate him, I have an eighty percent chance of being able to take his life. "

The man in green sat up, and started to think, There are only two people in the Beitang and the top master in Candle.

Gong Du nodded, Yes.

But, Candle has many outstanding assassins, and most of them know how to use hidden weapons. The green-clothed young master looked at him, his smile not diminishing at all, Including you and Drifting Water, what are the chances of the Poison Hall winning?

Gongzi didn't need to think to come up with an answer: Forty percent at most.

The green-robed young master smirked, Since that's the case, we shall wait until we can obtain victory before making our move.

Gongzi's gaze wavered: What does gongzi mean?

The green-clothed gongzi laughed, No meaning. I let him stay in the valley as the amnesty was approaching and his injuries were still severe. What about you? If I give you half a month's time, to what extent will you recover?

Gongzi replied, Eighty percent.

Eighty percent … It's enough. The green-robed young master's gaze swept across everyone before he said, If nothing happens recently, you better hurry up and recover.

Gongzi bowed his head and replied, Yes, this subordinate understands.

The man in green waved his hand and lazily laid down with his eyes closed.

Gongzi looked at the silence in the hall and knew what they were waiting for, so he didn't say anything more and silently retreated to one side to stand with his hands by his side.

Young Master, a letter from Liang. After waiting for a while, the silhouette silently walked into the room and handed over a piece of paper.

The man in green took the letter and opened it casually. After taking a glance, his eyes revealed his surprise, This is the young prince's letter?

The silhouette nodded, The flying pigeon sent a message directly to Zhongli Infant's hands.

The green-robed young master opened the message and smiled, The amnesty has changed. Be patient. The smiling gaze swept across the crowd. What do you think? He tossed the letter to Shadow.

The shadow was passed to the jellyfish, and they looked at it, then retracted it.

Fu Shaotian frowned. It's only been two months since the amnesty. What's the meaning of this change? Are we going to move or not? "

Jun Wu Yi is right, an amnesty cannot be changed. I just don't know how the people who will be chosen for this amnesty will change.

The green-robed young master laid leisurely on the couch, neither commenting nor denying on their discussion. After the discussion had died down, he threw the letter into the furnace beside his feet and sat up: What does the town lord Jiang think of this matter?

Jiang Wuyan thought for a while and then said calmly, The death of the Marquis of the Trojan Horse has caused a gap between His Majesty and the Qi King's manor. It is already a foregone conclusion. However, the amnesty had always been overseen by the Privy Council and the Ministry of Justice, and the authority was transferred from one level to the next to the local officials. Ouyang Xiu was the former deputy minister of the Ministry of Justice. In terms of friendship, it always depended on the relationship between Prince Huan and Yun Mo. As long as Yun Mo's position as a secret envoy remained, the amnesty list would not change much. Even if his position as deputy envoy was removed, in two months, would he have enough time to redraw up the list?

Fu Shaosi asked, Then no matter what happened to this young prince, it wouldn't affect our efforts to win him over, right?

Jiang Wuyan nodded. That is not wrong.

Fu Shaosi was a bit impatient. Then why are you saying so much?

Jiang Wuyan smiled, but didn't answer him.

That's right. For now, it's enough to know that there won't be much of a change in the amnesty list. The azure-robed young master smiled leisurely without any worry. Everyone, prepare yourselves. If there are any changes, I will have Feng Yunxuan send a message to you at any time.

Isn't that too time-consuming? Fu Shaosi asked.

The green-robed young master glanced at him, his eyes filled with laziness. Compared to the arrangement we have had for the past half year, what's so much effort for you? The blueprints for the branch hall and the Netherworld Valley have been prepared for a full three years.

Despite not seeing his young master's rage, Fu Shaoyang could not help but turn pale and lower his head. It was your subordinate who spoke wrongly.

The young man in green turned his gaze towards the silent young man at the end and asked: Qi Hua, how about the other side of the gang?

Wen Qi Hua froze for a moment and then quickly answered: Everything went smoothly. After the Deputy Sect Master died, Master often went to bed and I was the one who took care of most of the gang's matters. During this period of time, I managed to win over many of my trusted aides. Without those old fellows blocking the way, we would be like fishes in water, even though we're a bit tired.

The green clothed gongzi smirked, Where is Yang Shaoen's counterattack?

When Wen Qihua heard him mention Yang Shaoen instead of Jiang Suo, he naturally understood his meaning, A few months ago, someone trespassed into the Beggar Gang and personally met with the Deputy Sect Master's trusted aide. I have already released him according to the Young Noble's orders. Not many people have noticed this, but I've suppressed it. After that, I haven't seen the vice sect master take any action.

The green-clothed young master muttered, The Bai Yan Tang sure can hold it in. I wonder how long he can endure for.

Wen Qi Hua asked, What exactly is written on the silk in the hand of that trusted aide?

The young man in cyan said, It was most likely a prophecy from the previous generation of the marquis.

Wen Qi Hua was startled and smiled bitterly. Young Master is not sure?

No need to be sure. The azure-dressed young master's eyes curved into a smile as he said, 80% chance is enough. Since Yang Shaoyin wanted to hand it over to him, so what if he gave it to him? He will also not be able to escape the calamity that the Ling Song Palace and the Puppet Palace feared. "

Wen Qi Hua hesitated and asked again, Will the Young Master really not bring me along this time?

The green clothed young master knocked his fingers on the armrest a few times, then shook his head: Stay here and wait for a few people, sending these people off is much more important than going with me to rope in a few fugitives.

Wen Qihua asked curiously, Young Master, who do you want me to wait for?

The green-robed young master smiled and answered, A few old friends. A few old friends who would be dragged into the water by Bai Yao Tang. His gaze carelessly swept across everyone's faces, and he saw a trace of understanding in half of the people's eyes.

— —

It was still snowing outside, but inside the valley, it was as warm as spring. The warm spring air filled the entire valley with the lingering immortal aura of flowers and plants.

The Deadwood Valley that was barren in the past is now full of spring. Such a heaven-turning change is truly admirable. Upon seeing this scene, Bai Yan Tang couldn't help but sigh.

Wen Wan lightly waved his folding fan, a smile could be seen at the corner of his eyes: Dead wood returns to spring, nothing more than that. Such a paradise on earth, excluding the Deadwood Valley, I am afraid even the martial arts world would not have such a place.

It's another compliment. After not seeing you for a few years, your words have become even more glib. A mocking voice sounded as a man in white slowly walked out.

Wen Wan bowed to the ground. Greetings, Martial Uncle Xiao. Ever since returning to the Wen family, I will visit Martial Uncle in the future. I hope he can atone for his sins."

Bai Yutang cupped his hands in greeting, Please forgive me for my presumptuous visit.

Xiao Zhiyu returned the greeting, Brother Bai, what are you saying? We haven't met for ten years. Now that they were reunited, it was too late to be happy. How could they be offended by this? But … He straightened his body, looked at Wen Wan, and softly sighed: But today's visit, I'm afraid you two will be covered with shame again."

Wen Wan said: This nephew understands that Martial Uncle does not wish to set foot in the martial arts world, and would never want to make things difficult for Martial Uncle. I came here to ask what senior brother's intentions are.

A trace of understanding flashed across Xiao Zhiyu's eyes, So your identity … is Xia Chan?

Wen Wan bowed again. When I left Wu Gou and returned to the Wen family, I only wanted to stay far away from the martial arts world and protect my peace and filial piety. Xia Chan is already dead. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I don't want to implicate any more innocent people with this identity. Unfortunately, the dispute had arisen again, and old friends had appeared once more. As a disciple, I cannot ignore the grudge and the kindness of my master. I have come to ask for your forgiveness, Martial Uncle, since I have made a slip of the tongue in disregarding the promise of the martial arts world.

Xiao Zhiyu and Bai Yutang looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness. After a while, seeing that he still couldn't get up, Xiao Zhiyu slowly said: There are too many burdens on your shoulders. Can you bear it?

Wen Wan lowered his eyes and replied firmly, I have no other choice.

People want to avoid the martial arts world, but the martial arts world doesn't forgive them? Xiao Zhiyu lightly shook his head, Alright, get up. Is this your fault?

Wen Wan thanked him profusely. Without waiting for Xiao Zhiyu to speak, he suddenly kneeled down and kowtowed.

Xiao Zhiyu quickly turned to the side and dodged, What are you doing? If you have something to say, say it. How can you use such a big gift?

Wen Wan said: Since the calamity has arisen again, I can't do it alone. The life and death of the Wen family and the Crippling Feather Sect will all depend on me. I cannot place the lives of these hundreds of people on Crown Prince Qi.

Xiao Zhiyu finally understood what was going on. You're apologizing to me for my sake?

Wen Wan nodded. I guess so. In this matter, the crown prince was originally an innocent person, but I dragged him into this mess because of personal interests — thus, I am here to apologize to Martial Uncle Xiao. "

Xiao Zhiyu sighed softly, We shouldn't know about these things now. It's better to keep it a secret from him.

Wen Wan was slightly startled. Martial Uncle, what do you mean?

Xiao Zhiyu bent over to help him stand up: Hide it from him until he discovers it himself. Rather than letting him know the truth right now, it would be better for him to slowly discover it in the future. At least, it will be a good result for you all.

Wen Wan said, But the Crown Prince …

Xiao Zhiyu lightly smiled: I know my disciple very well, he is not a person who will easily collapse. If you give me a choice, I will also choose to hide it from you all until the new emperor ascends the throne. Then, I will find a chance to explain it to Qing Yan.

Wen Wan muttered: But when will the new emperor ascend to the throne? I'm afraid before that time, we must … He wanted to say something but hesitated.

Soon. Xiao Zhi lowered his eyes and straightened his sleeves, Three months ago, I received a letter from Qing Yan asking me to visit him for his majesty's treatment. Just a few days ago, he sent me another letter to test my intentions. Even if he didn't receive my true teachings, treating an ordinary illness shouldn't be a problem. To be able to get him to write to me twice to treat it, I'm afraid even he will be powerless against it.

Aren't you going?

Xiao Zhiyu lightly replied: I have long told him that after that incident, I will never again be involved with the imperial government in my life. Apart from him, I do not accept the invitation of any other court.

Bai Yutang was silent. The matter with the Eye of Insight was my fault.

Xiao Zhiyu said with his hands behind his back, Now, how can you say whose fault it is? Who's not wrong?

Wen Wan said: It is precisely because of this grudge that I don't know if involving the young prince is a disaster or a disaster. Once the new emperor ascends the throne, you can explain the crux of the matter to the young prince. Even if the young prince does not blame you, it will be difficult to ensure that the new emperor will not pursue this matter.

Xiao Zhiyu didn't think much of it, This time, escaping unscathed is simply an extravagant request. The new emperor ascended the throne unsteadily, and no one in the court wanted him to, at least not for a few years. In the end, isn't it the Son of Heaven and Qing Qing Qing that you are worried about?

Wen Wan shook his head. I'm afraid that by cheating on him, he might have lost his trust and caused a huge disaster.

Even his father didn't tell him about it. Xiao Zhiyu faintly smiled, Why should we worry about this? The sky is falling, and his master and I are on the other side. Besides, having experienced hardships since childhood, her temperament could not be compared with that of an ordinary youth. Your master and brother Qingfeng have helped him. Compared to your deceit, the kindness that he has received is what he values the most.

Hearing the words the sky has fallen, and his master and I are also supporting him, both Bai and Wen were stunned. They looked at each other with serious faces. After a moment of thought, he asked in a low voice, Are you going to intervene?

Xiao Zhiyu shook his head: "I have always been alone, and the only thing I can do is to use the favor I earned from my medical skills. In the end, it's also someone else's power, so it's a lot of inconvenience.