A middle-aged man in gray cloth was sitting on the grass more than 20 meters away from Fang Xie and the others, holding a wooden ladle to drink the horses. Beside him was a gurgling spring, which was small but clear. The three warhorses from the Northern Liao land took turns drinking water in an orderly manner.
After feeding the three horses and drinking water, the middle-aged man couldn't help but praise: "It's good to know the rules better than people."
When he said horses were good, he meant that some people seemed bad to him. It's just that it's not known whether the bad people are Fang Xie and the others, or the Qing Ya Fei Yupao who rushed over behind Fang Jie and Da Quan. After the three horses drank the water, they went to the grass on one side to graze without making a sound. I don't know whether it's because they are afraid of the quietness and peace of this place, or because of some things that make them dare not neigh.
The middle-aged man threw the wooden ladle aside casually, and said in a low voice: "A ladle of water can turn into a lake, after all, it has reached the extreme, no matter how difficult it is to break through."
I don't know why, those chasing soldiers are already behind, but Fang Jie is not afraid at all. He looked at the middle-aged man in gray cloth and smiled and said: "A ladle of water has turned into a lake to the extreme, so next time If you want to make it bigger, you might as well use a bucket of water."
The middle-aged man was not annoyed by Fang Jie's words, but after thinking for a while, he slowly shook his head and rejected Fang Jie's proposal: "The barrel is too big, so it's not easy to carry it with you."
These words are obviously a little funny, but when he said them, his tone seemed very serious.
Fang Jie didn't laugh either, because he knew that even if he was half-joking just now, the man in front of him really thought it over carefully. This is a person who takes everything seriously, so he deserves respect.
"Why did sir bring my friend here?"
Fang Jie looked back at the flying fish robes who had stopped tens of meters away and asked the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I originally wanted to invite the three of you to come here together, but my skills are still too low, so I can only invite this girl herself. The two of you... one surprised me with a firm mind, and the other I have great hatred in my heart, so my defense is too strong, I can't invite you, so I have to lure you to come."
"As for you..."
He looked at Mu Xiaoyao with approval in his eyes: "I have a rare keenness, and the power of perception is far beyond ordinary people, so you can perceive me without too much effort. Since you can perceive , I naturally have a way to let you come here by yourself. You are very talented, if you meet a famous teacher, in less than fifteen years, there will probably be a big man who will call the wind and rain in this world."
This is the second person who said that Mu Xiaoyao is extremely talented.
The first one is the unreliable old cripple in the red sleeve move.
"Don't rush to talk about this, what do you want us to come here?"
The big dog took a step forward and slowly got into the fist. He protected Mu Xiaoyao and Fang Jie behind his back, looking at the middle-aged man with hostility in his eyes. It's just that in this hostility, there is still a faint sense of fear that although deliberately hidden, still reveals a trace. Because of what the middle-aged man said to him before, the big dog's heart suddenly became turbulent.
I'm amazed at the two of you with a solid mind. The other is too defensive because of great hatred...
Da Quan's fear lies in the fact that this middle-aged man seems to see through his thoughts that he has hidden for sixteen years. He even suspects now that this person is not a human being, but really a monster who has been hiding in this dense forest and cultivated for an unknown number of years.
"I'm not a monster, just an ordinary person."
Just when Da Quan thought of this, the middle-aged man suddenly said such a sentence. The big dog's expression changed suddenly, and he took a step back abruptly.
Fang Xie took a deep breath, and then slowly pulled out the horizontal knife. He looked at the middle-aged man and said word by word: "Regardless of whether you are hostile or not, please explain your purpose. Maybe you are really a peerless master of cultivation, but we don't just bow our heads and let others slaughter us." lamb."
The middle-aged man looked at Fang Jie and smiled and said, "You are quite interesting. You speak boldly, and you act like you are ready to go all out at any time, but you are thinking about how to escape... I don't know what to do." Say you are hypocritical, or say you are cunning."
Without waiting for Fang Jie to speak, he walked forward and asked Fang Jie: "I want to know, you just said that the lake is too calm to be real, unless...unless what is it?"
"Illusion."
Fang Jie spit out two words lightly.
"Illusion... the name is apt."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "For so many years, I have been calling this method a mirage, and I always feel that it is too obscure and difficult to understand. The word illusion you mentioned is very good. I will ask it later. When I was here, I used these two words to explain... Thank you."
He said thank you.
"You're welcome, now we can tell who you are. If there are no accidents, you must be in the same group as the Qingya Feiyupao behind me, right?"
Fang asked.
"That's right, and it's not right."
The middle-aged man walked slowly in front of Fang Jie and said seriously: "It's true, it means that I and they all come from love affairs. It's not true, it means...they are here to kill you, but I am here to save you Yes. Of course, you don’t have to thank me, because if I were more diligent, you might not have so many dangers along the way. I was five days ahead of them, but I walked too slowly because I was greedy for the scenery on the road. some… "
He pointed to his nose and said, "My name is Zhuo."
Then he pointed to those Qingya flying fish robes: "They all call me Mr. Zhuo."
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Gao Tianbao looked at the middle-aged man in gray cloth in front of him, and his heart trembled uncontrollably. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Wudi, the deputy governor of Qingya, hoping to get some instructions from the latter. But there is no doubt that when Meng Wudi saw the man in gray, his expression became uglier than that of Gao Tianbao.
"Mr. Zhuo, why are you here?"
Meng Wudi immediately jumped off his horse, ran over in three steps at a time, and then made a deep salute, which seemed a bit excessive. You must know that his identity is the Deputy Governor of Qingya, and this gray-clothed man does not have any fame, but is just a commoner from a poor family.
With a dignified five-rank official position, a big gift to the commoner.
So Fang Jie couldn't help being a little surprised after seeing this scene, so he couldn't help guessing that this middle-aged man was Hou Wenji, the eunuch of Qing Ya. However, he still claimed to be Zhuo. If it was really Hou Wenji, it seemed that he had no reason to make up an identity for himself. There is no need to partner with Meng Wudi and the others to act in a play.
Because Xiang Qingniu didn't know much about Qingya, so Fang Xie didn't know that there was a commoner with a very special status in Qingya.
"I should have arrived early, but when I passed by Meizhuang, I talked with the old owner for a few rounds. The consecutive defeats aroused my competitive spirit. As a result, I stayed in that village for seven days, but I forgot the business... none of your business I'm going to take these three people to the imperial capital, you all go back."
The person called Mr. Zhuo said lightly.
"go back?"
Meng Wudi was startled, hesitated for a moment and said: "But this is the order of the Governor, and these people are also important criminals under the strict order of the court."
Mr. Zhuo shook his head, sighed and said four words softly: "Persistence."
Meng Wudi's face changed, and he quickly calculated in his heart. Before he could come up with a countermeasure, he heard Mr. Zhuo say indifferently: "You don't have to think about how to deal with me, as long as you go back to the imperial capital honestly, I will pretend that I haven't seen or heard anything." Yes. And don't think that you can hide anything, the governor already knows. I left the imperial capital five days earlier than you, but you still foolishly think that you can hide everything. If it weren't for the governor Thinking of your more than ten years of meritorious service, are you still allowed to live until now?"
Hearing these words, Meng Wudi knelt down unexpectedly. He prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowed and begged in a trembling voice: "Mr. Qiu Zhuo, please say a few words on behalf of Beizhi in front of Mr. Zhenfushi. The humble... The humble just accepted those people because of being fooled by lard for a while. Money...Mr. Zhuo, I know I was wrong about this matter."
Mr. Zhuo shook his head and sighed lightly: "You still don't know where your mistake is... You took money from the Li family and the Ministry of War. It's not a big mistake. It's your fault. I thought that I could do something in the Qingya that could be hidden from the Governor. The Qingya is His Majesty's Love Office...but the person who manages the Qingya will always be the Zhenfu. "
"I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong."
Meng Wudi kowtowed and pleaded, his voice tearing.
Fang Jie and the three looked at each other, and couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Then there was surprise, everyone was extremely curious about the identity of Mr. Zhuo. The deputy governor of Qingya actually kowtowed in front of him and begged for mercy. No matter who saw this scene, they would probably be extremely surprised.
Mr. Zhuo sighed and said, "Your Majesty the Governor has already mentioned about this young man. If you really kill him...do you know how much disaster it will bring to Qing Ya?"
"Your Majesty..."
Meng Wudi raised his head, and his face became pale in an instant.
"Lord Zhenfu Shi asked me to come out of the imperial capital before you to pick up this young man, not to expose you, not to stop you, nor to kill you... In fact, Master Zhenfu Shi has already saved you face and a way out. It is you who A little yellow and white things will fascinate the mind, and the vision is so low...it shouldn't be."
When he finished saying this, he suddenly turned his head to look at Gao Tianbao, and his tone was calm with a trace of disdain: "You are more courageous than Meng Wudi, and you even thought of killing me."
Gao Tianbao was shocked, he took a step back and couldn't help shouting to Meng Wudi: "My lord, there are only four of them here, and we have more than a hundred Liannu in our hands. With your cultivation level, my lord, even if they are Immortals have no way out! My lord, don't listen to his bewitching, kill them and return to the imperial capital, who would know that we did this!"
Meng Wudi's trembling body froze suddenly, watching Mr. Zhuo stand up slowly. He turned around and walked in front of Meng Wudi and said, "You're right. No one will know about it after killing them. But have you thought about it? If I really do this, I will also find a way to kill the people who are present today." Kill them all to prevent future troubles? Mr. Zhuo is right, you are more courageous than me... Although I have a dark heart, I never thought of betraying Lord Zhenfu."
When he finished speaking, Gao Tianbao was already on the run.
Meng Wudi just made a gesture, and then raised more than a hundred crossbows, shooting Gao Tianbao into a hedgehog in a short while, before he could even take twenty steps, he fell to the ground without breathing.
"If you cut off your arm, I will tell the emissary after returning to the imperial capital."
Mr. Zhuo said something lightly, then turned and walked towards Fang Jie and the three of them.
"Thank you Mr. Zhuo!"
Hearing the words of breaking his own arm, instead of being afraid, Meng Wudi had a look of joy on his face. He stretched out his left arm, bit his lip violently, and with a puff, that left arm flew out of him without warning, spraying a cloud of blood. The arm flew far away, and suddenly exploded in mid-air and turned into a piece of minced meat.
The pale Meng Wudi knelt down on one knee, looked at Mr. Zhuo's back and said, "Leave your right arm to hold the weapon, and you can do more for Qingya."
"Um."
Mr. Zhuo nodded, waved his hands and said, "Go, I still promised to let you live, so I won't break my promise. In front of the governor, my words are still useful."
Meng Wudi kowtowed again, stood up, turned around and left. Those flying fish robes hurriedly followed, not daring to stop for even a second.
This mysterious and powerful Mr. Zhuo quietly wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes after Meng Wudi left.
He breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and then said to himself: Fortunately... no one knows that my palms sweat when I tell lies... and the biggest advantage of this identity is that no one dares to tell lies Do not believe.