Chen Zhenyu waited a little impatiently. It has been a whole day and night, and nothing seems to have happened in that big mountain. During the months of being captured, the shadow hall disciples never showed up again, and the person who made the move never showed up either. It's as if they never existed and everything that happened before was an illusion.
At this moment, Chen Zhenyu's eyes suddenly darkened, and he lost his vision immediately after.
"ah."
He subconsciously let out a low cry, and then rolled down from the high slope. Liao Sheng, who was under the high slope, hurried over to keep him, and saw Chen Zhenyu covering his eyes with a painful look on his face: "Qianhu... I can't see anything!"
"Staring at the snow for too long."
Liao Sheng was far more experienced than Chen Zhenyu, he had just gone out to contact the people from the Xiao Riding School, and he immediately guessed the reason. Chen Zhenyu is a stubborn character, and he is unwilling to let go of one thing. You don't need to ask to know that he is definitely not willing to let others change, and the others are not familiar with this kind of environment.
"Don't move around, I'm going to take you back for treatment now."
He turned his head and told the others: "Take turns to stare at each person for no more than half an hour. When changing people, move slowly, and adjust a position every half an hour. If the time is too long, the snow will be pressed down. If someone who is familiar with the environment here carefully observes, I'm afraid they will be noticed."
"Here."
His men responded.
Liao Sheng picked up Chen Zhenyu on his shoulders, glanced back, there was nothing unusual, and then rushed out. They have gone deep into Shiwan Dashan, and it will not take a while to rush back to find a support point. The supply point was set at the place where the Beiliao people lived, at least eighty miles away from here. Walking on such a road is much slower than on flat ground.
Just when Liao Sheng took Chen Zhenyu away for less than half an hour, when Xiaoqi School, who was staring in that direction, was about to stand up and change people, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and before he could react, he felt that the clothes on his back were shaking. Immediately afterwards, his body was lifted up, and then there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. The next second, he was thrown out and landed far away. When he landed, there was a pile of snow.
"Walk!"
The Xiaoqi School endured the severe pain and yelled, but it was too late for the others to react.
A man in a white bear fur coat stood on a high slope, looking at them with cold eyes: "When they came yesterday, I felt someone peeping, as expected. You guys have great perseverance, even I endured a day and a night in this ice and snow."
Several other Xiaoqi schools exchanged glances, but made a decision immediately without saying a word. The person standing at the back with the best lightness kung fu immediately turned around and left, while the people in front drew their knives and charged at the man in the leather jacket. past. The people in the Xiaoqi School are all carefully selected elites, either from the rivers and lakes, or selected from the army, everyone is extremely brave.
But in front of this person, they are as vulnerable as weak children.
I didn't see how the man made a move, but he just waved his hand casually, and those Xiao cavalry schools were sent flying out one after another, losing the power to resist in an instant. However, this person obviously left room for his attack and did not kill directly. At this time, the Xiaoqi school that escaped first had not gone 200 meters away, he looked back and was shocked, his comrades had been thrown to the ground.
He gritted his teeth and prepared to retreat with all his strength, only to find that the man in the leather jacket was waiting for him in front of him at some point.
"Foot strength is pretty good."
The man in the leather jacket waved his hand casually, and the body of the Xiao cavalry school flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily into a pile of snow. You must know that the snow that has not melted for many years is not soft, and the damage caused by bumping into it can be imagined.
This man was just like yesterday, he pulled out a rope from nowhere, swung it around the ankle of this Xiao cavalry school, and then dragged him back. It didn't take long for five or six of Xiao Riding School's ankles to be tied up with ropes, tied into a string and dragged back on the snow.
He was pulling the rope with one hand and it seemed effortless.
Xiaoqi School, who was overthrown first, struggled for a while but couldn't break free, and the man seemed very confident, knowing that they were all restrained and unable to escape, he didn't even look at them. Taking the opportunity, this Xiaoqi school took out a signal firework from his arms, and then twisted it violently.
With a bang, a ball of flame exploded in the sky.
The man in the leather jacket paused, glanced at the Xiao cavalry school and frowned: "Why bother to trouble your companions? It's really not smart of you to do this, not only let the people around you suffer together, but also come to save you People will fall into it together, what an idiot."
After he said this, his wrist shook slightly, and the end of the rope moved like a spirit snake, and then ruthlessly got into the belly of the Xiao cavalry school, and the rope went back and forth. A few Xiaoqi school sewn together! Some people were pierced through their thighs, some through their chests, and some through their lower abdomens, and the blood immediately dyed the snow red.
The man continued to drag the Xiao riding school forward, and said in a calm tone as he walked: "This blood mark is left behind. I guess the companions who came to rescue you will feel more anxious after seeing it. The more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes. They If it dies, it's your fault."
After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and looked at his back from a distance, like a big white bear dragging the food it just hunted back to its cave.
Just when he dragged those Xiaoqi schools back to the poor family, Liao Sheng also came back. He chose a more secret place to look over there, resisting the urge to rush over to rescue his subordinates, turned and left after being silent for a while.
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Chang'an City
Yanwuyuan
The original library is still there, and the flames of war did not burn down the inside of Chang'an City, so the Martial Arts Academy was not destroyed. The desolation is only because people left the building empty. There are still so many books in the building, but no one comes to read them anymore. It has been so many years, the Martial Arts Academy has never been so empty.
The big tree in front of the library door began to shed its leaves, exactly as if it had a clock set inside it. It's time for the season to change again, which makes the yard look even more depressed.
Zhou Banchuan sat on the stone bench in front of the library door, watching the chess game on the stone table in front of him. The chessboard with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines is engraved on the stone table. There will always be people who ignore the lines on the chessboard. If you look carefully, you will find that the lines are not chiseled at all, but very round, more like drawn by fingers.
In the chess game, Bai Zi has obviously lost the wind.
And it was Zhou Banchuan who held the white.
"I've been in the Martial Arts Academy for so many years, and I didn't know that you, a cook, came from an extraordinary background, and I didn't know that your hand, which is used to guessing, is so fierce. I want to know, you have been cooking in the yard for so many years. Chef, who were you playing chess with before?"
Sitting opposite him was the cook who claimed he had never fought.
With such a magnificent figure and such a rough face, if he is walking on the street, others will arbitrarily think that he is probably a butcher at a glance. In fact, there is not much difference between a cook and a butcher. In the words of a cook, killing a pig is killing a living being, and pulling a coriander tree out of the ground is also killing a living being.
"With myself."
The cook said: "In the past, when my incompetent apprentice Tan Qingge was around, I tried to teach him, but his mind was not focused on it at all, and his concept was too straight and he couldn't turn around, so it was difficult to improve. Talk to him After three years, he didn't make any progress at all, so I simply played against myself."
"A person who pushes himself so hard in the game of chess really doesn't know how to fight?"
Zhou Banchuan abandoned his son and conceded defeat.
Bai Zi was powerless.
The cook's sunspots attacked fiercely without leaving any room. If he usually only played chess against himself, then Zhou Banchuan's words were not wrong. A person who is so cruel even playing chess with himself really doesn't know how to fight
"Watching chess is not watching people."
The cook shook his head: "Your chess style is gentle and hides murderous intent, but you have never been a person who can use murderous intent. The students in the martial arts academy were trained one by one by you, and they are decisive in life and death on the battlefield. But what about you? ? The indecision in your temperament can't be removed. "
Zhou Banchuan nodded: "Even so, I still don't believe you can't fight."
The cook smiled: "You want to fight with me?"
Zhou Banchuan didn't answer.
The cook said with a smile: "If you fight with me, you will definitely not be able to defeat me, and I will not be able to defeat you. Even though I can see through your flaws, I dare not make a move when I think that I will die if I make a move. This is I can't change my temperament. Maybe you are right, it's not that I don't know how to fight, it's just that I don't dare."
"Why not?"
Zhou Banchuan asked: "With your cultivation, have you never killed anyone?"
The cook asked back, "How many people have you killed?"
Zhou Banchuan hesitated for a long time: "Not many."
The cook picked up the chess pieces one by one, moving slowly and carefully: "If it weren't for the chaos in the world, I would still be cooking my dishes in the kitchen. When I am in a good mood, I will steal a pot of wine from you. I am in a bad mood Let me steal another jug of wine from you. I lived a comfortable and comfortable life that day, how can I be so uncomfortable being interrogated by you now. "
Zhou Banchuan frowned: "I said someone must have stolen my wine!"
The cook chuckled and said, "You are the director of the Martial Arts Institute. At that time, the line of people who brought you good wine could reach outside the city gate. Do you know how much wine you have? You said you thought someone stole your wine, Just because you doubted."
These words seem to have some deep meaning.
Zhou Banchuan said: "But I still don't believe that there is no story behind a person like you."
"have."
The cook nodded: "Everyone in this world has their own stories, some are plain and some are magnificent. I belong to the former. As I said just now, if it weren't for the chaos in the world, you would know that I know how to practice? The same , everyone in this world has their own secrets that cannot be shared... No matter whether it is noble or humble, everyone has it."
He slowly said: "How do you know if a hard-working and honest farmer who dare not even kill a chicken has anything to say to that charming little daughter-in-law next door? His wife won't believe him Such a cowardly person dares to have sex with others in broad daylight and in the wild... Can such a secret be told? Of course not, because if you tell it, the two families are the bad ones. So don't ask any more questions. If you know more, you will not feeling well."
"Who has a secret?"
Zhou Banchuan repeated it in a murmur, thoughtfully.
"yes."
The cook put away all the chess pieces, stood up and stretched his waist: "Especially in this Martial Arts Academy, there are more secrets. You have yours, and I have mine. When Mr. Wan was there, I have his. Some secrets have already been revealed." I have seen the light, but some secrets can never be seen... What will I have for dinner?"
"Hot noodle soup."
"good."
"Put two poached eggs."
"no."
The cook said seriously: "Put one egg in a bowl of noodles, not too many."