Sometimes life is like this, obviously standing at an intersection that leads directly to the goal, but misses it because of ignorance, then turns around and walks another road, and only after going around a semi-circle did I realize that I had taken a detour. Fang Jie had this feeling at this time, if he had paid attention to the cook when he entered Chang'an City, so many things would not have happened.
The cook seemed a little embarrassed, but Fang Jie was angry that so many innocent people died because of his own mistakes. If he had been more careful at the beginning, that Liu Yanque would not have caused such a big murder. This kind of anger is actually a kind of self-blame.
For the cook, Fang Jie didn't have much dissatisfaction or anger. After all, the cook is not obliged to confess these things on his own initiative, and besides, it seems that the cook has probably forgotten about this matter long ago.
"This is actually what Mr. Wan told me to do."
The cook looked at Fang Xie cautiously, as if he was afraid of the anger in Fang Xie's eyes. He thought that Fang Jie was angry with him, this great practitioner who had never taken the initiative to fight with anyone in his life, maybe he didn't even know what his cultivation was.
Back then, Mr. Wan took in his master, who was homeless after the collapse of Moon Shadow Hall. At the beginning, his master was such a person, he only hid behind the sect and practiced wholeheartedly. He never asked about things in the world, let alone what Yueyingtang did. So when he was hunted down later, that honest and simple practitioner could kill many people, but he would only run away.
Isn't this a great kindness
Mr. Wan finds the cook's master and asks the cook's master to be a cook in the martial arts academy. Then the cook's master took the cook as an apprentice. During the years of taking him under him, he spent most of the time teaching him how to cook... To be honest, the cook no longer looked down on his master's cooking skills after he became an adult. Often despise it.
The cook's master taught the cook to be a cook.
"Why?"
Fang asked.
This is what Fang Jie wants to know the most. Why does Mr. Wan do this
"Let me think about it... let me think about it."
The cook frowned vigorously, as if trying to force the answer out of his head. This person has lived aloof from the world all his life, and the only time he has traveled far is the trip to the Hundred Thousand Mountains. And he didn't find those children back then, they were all handed over to him by the old man to send him to Shiwan Dashan to hide.
"correct."
The cook's eyes suddenly brightened: "I remember that the old man once showed me a picture album, all of which were painted with special physiques. At that time, I thought it was fun, so I looked at it a few more times. The old man said, these people who found are all The most special people in this album should be hidden, and they will be of great use when the opportunity is ripe."
"Atlas?"
Fang Jie was taken aback, and took out the picture book he was carrying with him from his cuff and handed it to the cook: "But this one?"
The cook took it over, opened it, looked at it, and then nodded: "That's right, I remember very clearly, the old man's painting style is really amazing, you can see that this man's dicks are drawn so realistically, it was because of seeing this , I just looked a few more times..."
Zhou Banchuan, who was sitting a little farther away, smiled embarrassingly, blushing for his new friend.
"When I saw this, I remembered something."
The cook tried his best to recall the scene at that time: "At that time, the old man found me and showed me this album. He said that the pictures on the first nine pages of the album are of great significance. He said that this is a picture , the painting is about the first nine people who began to practice when Sang Luan created a practice more than a thousand years ago. One of them is naturally Sang Luan's own physique, and the other eight are the eight generals of Sang Luan. "
Hearing these words, Fang Jie's heart suddenly tightened!
"The old man said..."
It seems that it is really difficult for the cook to recall such a distant event, so his narration is also intermittent. It is really embarrassing for him, who can remember how many scallions or even peppercorns should be put in any dish, to remember other things. So he seems to be trying very hard to remember, maybe because he feels that he did something wrong, so he is making up for it.
So Fang Xie knew that the cook was by no means a villain.
"Remember some more!"
The cook finally grasped the important point: "At that time, the old man said that the nine of them, Sang Luan, were the first to practice cultivation more than a thousand years ago. Their special physique definitely has an extraordinary meaning. Otherwise, at the beginning It's not just them alone. In other words, if these eight people are not very important, Ye Sang Luan would not have chosen these eight people at the beginning. The old man said that if people with these nine physiques can get together, they can solve one Huge question…”
The cook shook his head vigorously: "But... what's the problem?"
He looked at Fang Jie with an innocent face.
Fang Jie sighed heavily: "The important problem to be solved now is no longer important... If this problem can only be solved by people with the same physique as Sang Luan and Babu General, then there is no solution now. because... I've already killed two of them."
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"I'm sorry... I really can't remember what the old man said back then. At that time, I was focused on surpassing my master in cooking, because my master often said that I was stupid, and it would never be possible to surpass him in cooking. I was not convinced, so I didn't have the heart to do anything else... When Mr. Wan came to me, I didn't really have the heart to care so much, but because I couldn't refuse Enyi, I had to take this errand to do it. "
The cook said: "However, I just wanted to finish the work and come back quickly. I took those people to the Shiwan Dashan and left them there casually, and then I hurried back. As for what the old man confessed, I forgot. But I It seems that in order to prevent those people from escaping, they arranged them in the order of their seniors according to their age, and deliberately pretended to be fierce and told them that whoever leaves will be killed."
"At that time your master was still alive?"
Zhou Banchuan found that he couldn't remember when the old cook died.
The cook's face was gloomy for a while, and there was an unconcealable sadness in his eyes: "He died before I came back, and he died only four days when I arrived in Chang'an... That old guy is obviously not as good as me, so he refuses to admit it." , I was thinking about making him completely convinced, but I forgot... He is already so old, why should I argue with him about this? So what can I do if I coax him like a child? "
"pity… "
The cook sighed, "I didn't understand this at the time."
"You weren't young and frivolous at that time, were you?"
Zhou Banchuan interrupted.
The cook gave him a blank look: "You don't understand anything... Although I was not young at that time, I could even be said to be old, but I was naturally a child when my master was there. He looked down on me everywhere but defended me everywhere. Me, I hadn't even washed my socks and panties myself until he died..."
"Well, you are special."
Zhou Banchuan nodded, not continuing to say anything.
"That is to say, you ran back after leaving these children there, and didn't teach them to practice?"
Fang asked.
"No."
The cook shook his head: "At that time, Mr. Wan gave a few books, which were based on the physique of those children. The method of cultivation that Mr. Wan came up with. I threw the books to them and left without asking at all. I haven’t read anything written in those books.”
"What if the old man gave you a few cookbooks?"
Fang asked.
The cook affirmed: "Then I want to see it of course!"
Fang Jie really didn't know what to say, but it was a natural thing for a cook like him. If it were someone else who knew that it was the cultivation method written by Wan Xingchen, they would immediately try to snatch it up, and there might even be a dispute in the martial arts world. How many people would fight desperately for such a practice? But in the eyes of the cook, such a thing is worth less than a cookbook.
"How many children are there?"
Fang asked.
"It seems that they are not all children. The oldest one seems to be fourteen or five years old at the time, and I vaguely remember that his hair has been tied... The reason why I remember this is because that child was wearing a pink sachet at the time, saying It's something his mother left him, and it smells very special."
A 14-year-old boy with a pink sachet on his body is really memorable.
"There are six people in total."
The cook said: "I arranged their seniors in order according to age. The youngest one at that time seemed to be only three or four years old, and he was not sensible yet. There was also a sick boy who was unconscious for some reason. At that time, the oldest one asked me why he was always unconscious, and I said he was beaten by me for disobedience, so those children were more afraid of me... "
People like the cook are really weird. They can't remember important things, but they can remember these trivial things very clearly.
"Six?"
Fang Jie frowned.
"The youngest one should be Mr. Jiu from Moon Shadow Hall. Speaking of which, is there really karmic reincarnation in this world? You, a member of Moon Shadow Hall, took him to Shiwan Dashan, and in the end he returned to Moon Shadow Hall."
Fang Jie shook his head, as if feeling a little emotional.
"I can't remember clearly. That child was the most clingy to me at that time, and he was not afraid of me. He always let me hold him. At that time, I thought that scaring a three or four-year-old child would not work because he was not sensible. So let me Just hug it, maybe because of this, he has no fear of me, so he was the first one to escape from Shiwan Dashan."
The cook actually deduced this very seriously.
Fang Jie thought about it, the cook's words were indeed reasonable. At that time, Mr. Jiu was just such a small child, what could he remember? Those big kids knew fear, he didn't even know fear. So in the end, other people did not dare to walk out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but he was the first to walk out.
Then, Mr. Jiu had the adventure of Fan Gucheng.
It was only then that Fang Jie realized that Mr. Jiu, who left Shiwan Dashan at such a young age, actually knew how to find two adults to rely on, and pretended to be an ordinary child who didn't understand anything. The couple who died on the way to Fan Gucheng were naturally not Mr. Jiu's biological parents. He just needed a pair of parents to take care of him after leaving Shiwan Dashan. And because he was a practitioner, the couple died of illness later, but he was fine.
"I don't know how many hundred thousand mountains are left."
The cook said: "Perhaps this Liu Yanque was not the second one to come out, so... even if you didn't kill two of them, these nine physiques may not be able to get together. There were only six at that time, and the remaining two have been could not find it."
Fang Jie shook his head: "It's not that I haven't found it all the time, but it's not easy to take it away."
Because Fang Jie already knew... the other two, one is the original body of Da Zi Zai, and the other is the ancestor of the Quoke Taimeng family. Thinking of this, Fang Jie's eyes suddenly brightened: "I killed two, but captured two, and one of them is the descendant of the Eight Generals."
The cook was stunned: "But... I completely forgot, what will happen after the old man said to get everything together?"
Fang Jie thought for a long time, and muttered to himself, "Could it be to summon the dragon?"
The cook was even more stunned now... Even Zhou Banchuan was also stunned.