Fang Jie led the team to rest in Mangdang Mountain for five full days. Except for sending scouts to find out the news, other soldiers were not allowed to go out and rested in the woods. Fortunately, there are many karst caves in this mountain, and people did not get wet after a heavy rain. Fang Jie looked at the raindrops falling like bead curtains at the entrance of the cave, and listened to the discussions of the soldiers behind him.
Some people say that the heavy rain is the reason why the heaven sees the injustice and weeps because of the death of Yang Yanye.
After hearing this, Fang Jie didn't even have the desire to refute.
"Da Sui is really big and beautiful."
Wanyan Yunshu sat not far from him, with his chin resting on his hands, he looked at the rain curtain outside the cave without blinking: "In our Beiliao land, if you don't come out, you will never see rain in your life, only snow. I After leaving Beiliao and coming to Da Sui, I realized what the four seasons are. Father Khan once said that if His Majesty the Emperor of Da Sui is willing, he would rather bring the tribesmen of Be Liao to Da Sui to be his ministers, even if he no longer becomes Da Sui. Khan is willing."
"Such a beautiful scenery, such a beautiful four seasons, such a beautiful country and such a beautiful home... If there is no war, the life of the Sui people must be very happy and peaceful."
"Our homeland is not as magnificent as the scenery of the Sui Dynasty, but we have always been careful not to let the war come. The Mongolian people would find excuses to kill people every year, and Father Khan took us to retreat deep into the mountains. The mountains are colder, Especially when a white-haired wind comes down, even a beast that is not afraid of the cold can't stand it. I walked all the way from the northwest of the Sui Dynasty, and finally understood why my father Khan kept shrinking and forbearance... "
"It turns out that no matter how violent the white hair wind is, it can't compare with the damage caused by the war."
Fang Jie was in a daze, wondering if he heard Wanyan Yunshu's words. She glanced at him, a little disappointed.
"Not many people like war."
Fang Jie looked at Yumu and murmured: "But in fact, the vast majority of people who don't like war have to be controlled by the very few people who like war. The right to start the war has always been in those few people. in personal hands."
"War turns people into demons."
Seeing that he finally paid attention to him, Wanyan Yun thought for a while and expressed his point of view: "Father Khan said that Sui people are a hundred times gentler than Mengyuan people. Although they are proud, they are hospitable. Last time, my brother and I When I went to Chang'an City, I knew that Father Khan didn't deceive me. I saw a prosperous Sui Dynasty full of vitality, but this time, I saw groups of people who were driven crazy by the war, eating people. "
She asked Fang Jie: "What is the most direct way to prevent war?"
Fang Xie was silent for a while, and then gently uttered two words from his mouth.
"war."
Wanyan Yunshu was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes darkened: "Using war to stop war... What a cruel way."
"Someone once said..."
Fang Jie said: "People are very cheap. When the scars are healed, they forget the pain. The war brings sorrow and parting. People will be vigilant in the years and decades after the war, and do not want war to happen again. But dozens of Years passed and most of those who lived through the war had died, new ambitions were born, and the war started again."
"Is there no permanent peace?"
Wanyan Yun asked differently.
"have."
Fang Jie replied: "When people become extinct."
Wanyan Yunshu did not expect this answer, and was speechless for a long time.
"Juexiao, if you have enough power now, you can call on many, many people. Do you have other ways to stop the war?"
Mu Xiaoyao asked.
Fang Jie shook his head: "No."
"This is the same as hatred. For example, the surnamed Wang killed the surnamed Li. The son surnamed Li always thought of revenge, and then killed the surnamed Wang. The descendants of the surnamed Wang also always thought of revenge, and then killed the surnamed Li. Li's. When one party appears cowardly or compassionate and doesn't want to entangle, the other party will feel that the other party is cowardly and bully even more."
"What if a coward or a compassionate person appears in the two families at the same time in a few years and decades?"
Wanyan Yun asked differently.
"Then there will be someone surnamed Liu, Zhang, or Zhao. If both families are cowardly, they will be bullied by the third family. If both families are merciful, then the third family will The bullying is even more ruthless. People are like this. They shout to be true, kind, beautiful, and united and friendly, but in fact, what they think about is how to take other people's things as their own. Jealous of people who are stronger than themselves, Bully those who are inferior to you."
Fang Jie rubbed his frowning brows, and felt that his words were too dark, so he smiled: "Of course, there are many bright things in this world, which warm people's hearts."
"Are you a bright man?"
Wanyan Yun asked differently.
Fang Xie was silent for a while, then shook his head: "No."
Wanyan Yunshu paused for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly: "Me neither, at least, I always think about killing all the Mengyuan people, so that there will be no one left!"
"Sometimes if you want to destroy a tribe, you don't need to kill all the members of the tribe."
Fang Jie said: "You can also conquer them and turn them into slaves. Destroy the culture and history of this tribe, and in another hundred or two hundred or three hundred years, this tribe will still exist, but it is actually dead."
"Then I will conquer the Mongolian people!"
Wanyan Yunshu clenched his fists, pursed his lips and said seriously: "Let them all become my slaves, and be slaves of our Beiliao people forever."
"Fang Jie, what do you want to conquer?"
she asked.
After this question was asked, the people nearby all looked at Fang Jie in unison, expecting Fang Jie's answer.
"tomorrow."
Fang Jie stretched his body, and the answer he gave exceeded everyone's expectations.
"tomorrow?"
Wanyan Yun didn't understand, so she looked at Mu Xiaoyao, but Mu Xiaoyao didn't understand, so she looked at Shen Qingfan. Shen Qingfan felt that he understood a little bit, but he couldn't figure it out.
Zhuo Buyi glanced at Fang Jie, his heart shivered.
Who can control tomorrow
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Fang Jie looked at the heavy rain outside the cave. Because the raindrops were so dense and coherent, he couldn't even see anything ten meters away. The whole world seemed to be gray and he couldn't see anything clearly.
The topic seemed to end here, and Fang Jie was not interested in saying anything else. Wanyan Yunshu and the others pondered Fang Jie's words, and then found their own understanding.
In the silence, no one noticed that Fang Xie's eyes suddenly widened. He stood up slowly and walked to the entrance of the cave. The rain that poured in hit him, and his clothes were soon wet.
Shen Qingfan and Zhuo Buyi immediately stood up and walked behind him with solemn expressions. The big dog had already put on the pair of steel claw gloves, but his eyes were filled with horror.
Fang Jie shook his head and said lightly, "Leave them all."
"Why?"
Shen Qing fan asked.
Fang Jie looked at Da Quan: "Do you smell murderous?"
The big dog murmured: "I have never smelled such a strong murderous aura, stronger than this rain..."
"So, if you follow out, you will all die."
Fang Jie said calmly, "I can't smell murderous intent, but I can feel that he is on the verge of murder."
After saying this, Fang Jie walked out of the cave.
In the rain, as he strode forward, the rain washed his eyes, so his vision became more and more blurred, but Fang Jie could see clearly. Not far from the opposite side, there was a person standing on the mountain road with an oiled paper umbrella. look to yourself. The rain was so heavy that the paper umbrella had been smashed to pieces, but his hand was still holding the umbrella handle firmly, without shaking in the wind and rain.
His clothes were soaked, perhaps even he himself forgot the existence of the umbrella.
Even the presence of rain has been completely ignored.
Fang Jie walked up to this person and looked at him. The chill in those eyes was so intense that it seemed that even the rain around him was about to be frozen. Fang Jie didn't doubt at all, if this person hadn't deliberately suppressed his anger, he might have already been bleeding like a river. There are not many people in this world who can make rivers of blood flow, and this person in front of him is definitely qualified.
"Why don't you go back?"
the person on the other side asked.
"Afraid."
Fang Jie answered.
"What are you afraid of?"
"fear death."
"Are you afraid that I will kill you now?"
"Afraid."
"Go back or not?"
"No return."
"Afraid of death and not going back?"
"No return."
The questions were very persistent and serious, and the answers were also very persistent and serious.
"I'm going back to Yongzhou."
The person on the opposite side was silent for a while and said: "This time I will kill some people when I go back, so I don't want to kill people now. If I kill too many people now, the blood in my heart will decrease. So I am still standing here talking to you , but it doesn't mean that I can always talk to you in such a flat way."
Fang Jie frowned: "Let's talk about why you suddenly want to go back to Yongzhou."
"Someone killed Rowan."
"Um."
Fang Jie hummed, this reason is acceptable, but not enough.
"Someone killed Zhan Yao."
"Um?"
This reason is enough.
"Someone got my wife."
When the person on the opposite side said these words, the oil-paper umbrella finally groaned unbearably, and then burned... Burning in the heavy rain, the flame rose into the sky, born out of thin air and never extinguished. The fire was so bright but strange that it actually illuminated the gray rain curtain.
It was only then that Fang Jie realized that the shattered oil-paper umbrella was not hit by rain, but burned by fire.
"Shi Yuan?"
he asks.
"Rowan."
The person on the other side answered.
Fang Jie frowned, puzzled. Just now he said that Rowan was dead.
"It's also Shi Yuan... He took Luo Wen's body, then killed Zhan Yao, and took away Zhan Yao's right to lead the army. Because he looks like my son now, no one dares to oppose him even if he kills Zhan Yao .Then he took my wife and your mother away, and planned to be another Luo Yao himself."
It was difficult to understand, but Fang Xie understood.
"No wonder."
He pondered: "I never understood the purpose of Shi Yuan. It turned out that he had no intention of going back after leaving Daxue Mountain. He took Luo Wen's body, killed Zhan Yao, and took away the military power of Yongzhou. He wanted to be you... with Your soldiers, your territory, build another big snow mountain?"
"So I want to go back, and you go back with me."
"Take the troops back?"
"No."
Luo Yao's tone was flat but extremely proud: "Yongzhou is my territory, and the soldiers are my soldiers. He can take it away because he has Luo Wen's body, but as long as I go back, who will stand by him? So no I need to lead troops. I won the moment I appeared in Yongzhou. I thought he was running after you, so I forced you to stay and follow me. If you want cavalry, I will give you cavalry. If you want If you kill someone, I will allow you to kill someone. But now I understand that I underestimated that bald donkey's ambition."
"good."
Fang Jie nodded: "No matter what I think of you, I must go back with you."
This answer seemed to surprise Luo Yao, he looked at Fang Jie and asked seriously, "Why did you suddenly decide to go back with me?"
"Because I now know how much you want to kill someone."
Fang Jie turned his head and glanced at those people in the cave. He couldn't see them, but he could feel their existence.
"You don't have to go back to Yongzhou with me, but you have to go back to Daying with me."
"Are you sure you can kill a Celestial Venerable?"
Fang asked.
After a moment of silence, Luo Yao calmly said: "I am sure to cut off half of the snow mountain."