Hai Wuya entered the palace and did not return all night.
Hai Siyuan waited all night, but at dawn, he saw the notices posted by officers and soldiers in various places in the imperial capital.
These notices were posted all over the walls like snowflakes, revealing Hai Wuya's identity as a rebel in the Wu Ji Society and his imminent execution.
Hai Siyuan stood at the street notice for a while, and then went straight to Dong Xinglin Clinic on the outskirts of the city with Qiao Mu, Wayne and others.
"Mr. Qiao, do you know Dr. Dong Xinglin's background?" Hai Siyuan asked.
In fact, Hai Siyuan was meeting Qiao Shuangzhao, who was standing in front of him, for the first time.
But he was already used to it, and after a brief chat, he became a little familiar with it.
Members of the Qiao family die too quickly, so sometimes a strange elder from the Qiao family appears, which is not a big problem.
Now that Hai Wuya was about to be executed, Hai Siyuan felt somewhat frightened, so he asked Qiao Mu a few questions.
After all, in his eyes, the Qiao family are seniors with great martial arts skills, so it is normal for them to know a lot of things.
"Dong Xinglin... I only know that he is a famous doctor in the imperial capital and is quite well-known." Qiao Mu said.
He had been to Dong Xinglin's clinic once, and his "Broken Void Finger" was also learned from Dong Xinglin.
This old doctor might also know martial arts, but he did not leave a deep impression on Qiao Mu.
"You should ask yourself this question, right?" Qiao Mu asked back:
"What is Dong Xinglin's background? Why did Hai Wuya mention him before entering the palace? Don't you have any idea at all?"
Hai Siyuan was helpless.
Hai Siyuan was not familiar with Dong Xinglin. He only knew that this person seemed to know Hai Wuya and they had been in contact for several months.
According to Hai Wuya, medicine and martial arts are inseparable. This genius doctor Dong Xinglin is not only an expert in medicine, he also has some attainments in martial arts.
Therefore, in order to continue to deduce the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", he often communicated with the miracle doctor Dong Xinglin and came to discuss it every now and then.
These people were all experts with very fast speeds, and it didn't take long for them to reach Dong Xinglin Clinic.
But when he walked into the clinic and found Dong Xinglin, and told Dong Xinglin Hai Wuya's final instructions, the other party looked confused.
"Before Hai Lao entered the palace, he said that if you didn't return, he would let you come find me?"
Dong Xinglin was even more confused than Hai Siyuan and it took him half a day to sort out his thoughts.
"What kind of magic trick is this... There is no such thing, and I have never heard Hai Lao mention it." Dong Xinglin shook his head:
"In fact, I don't know what Hai Lao's advice means... I'm just a doctor, not a peerless martial arts master. What's the point of coming to me?"
Dong Xinglin and Hai Siyuan looked at each other, both confused and totally unable to understand what Hai Wuya meant.
It was Qiao Mu who spoke at this time:
"If that's the case, Divine Doctor Dong, why has Hai Wuya been coming to the clinic to look for you so often in the past few months?"
Dong Xinglin said:
"Is this even a question?"
"I am not a martial arts expert, but a doctor. So, Mr. Hai, you came to my clinic to see a doctor."
"Hai Lao is already old, and he has been sitting in a hellish place like the Heavenly Prison for thirty years. He has already developed a serious illness, and is incurable. He doesn't have much time left."
Seriously ill
Hai Siyuan was stunned.
He didn't know the relationship between Hai Wuya and Wu Jihui, nor did he know that Hai Wuya's illness was so serious. Only now did he realize what Hai Wuya meant by "If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening" after he first saw the "Humanity Sutra".
"My father, what disease does he have? Even you, Doctor Dong, can't do anything about it?" Hai Siyuan asked.
"It's not really a disease." Doctor Dong sighed.
"Emi is already old, and he has been in prison for a long time, so his organs are weak."
Practicing martial arts can strengthen your body, but strengthening your body and being immune to all diseases are two different things.
In his early years, Hai Wuya was a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. He practiced tough external martial arts that focused on Qi and blood. Compared with internal martial artists, these external martial artists are more prone to aging.
For some external martial artists, once they turn thirty, the hidden injuries accumulated in their early years will erupt and their qi and blood will decline, such as Captain Qian in Heyang Prefecture.
For those who specialize in practicing internal strength, even if their Qi and blood decline and their body becomes weak, their internal strength can still continue to grow as long as they practice diligently.
Doctor Dong said again:
"The Xumi Mountain King Sutra is not an ordinary martial art. In his early years, when he was practicing the Xumi Mountain King Sutra, he actually went astray several times. Although the degree was not serious, he did suffer hidden injuries."
The "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" is very different from today's martial arts techniques. Although it is only a prototype, it can barely be called a groundbreaking technique.
In its early stages, this type of martial arts is too different from today's martial arts and can easily lead to insanity.
Later, Hai Wuya learned the skill and took one step at a time, feeling his way across the river. He was no longer radical in his deduction of techniques. It took him thirty years to deduce the first edition of the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra".
That's why he was so surprised when he saw Qiao Mu's "The Book of Humanity".
Because even he, the founder of the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", almost died due to going astray, but the ancestor of the Qiao family seemed to have completed the "Humanity Sutra" in less than half a month, which he could not complete even if he spent his entire life trying.
Doctor Dong said: "When Hai Lao came to me, he was actually trying to heal his hidden injuries... But who can heal hidden injuries that have lasted for decades?"
"All I can do is help him keep breathing and live longer."
"And these few months of life are almost the limit. Now that he has left me and is imprisoned by the current emperor, I think..."
"Let me be frank. Given Hai Lao's current condition, if he is detained and placed under house arrest, he may not even survive until his execution in three days."
Doctor Dong didn't say anything else because he suddenly understood why Hai Wuya asked Hai Siyuan to come to him before entering the palace.
Hai Wuya had not discussed this with Doctor Dong before, so his sudden arrest was beyond his expectations.
So Hai Wuya’s meaning is actually very clear.
Qiao Mu took a closer look at this great doctor Dong.
If it is true as he said, Hai Wuya's condition is so serious, and this miracle doctor was able to keep Hai Wuya alive until now, then he is indeed worthy of his reputation and is not an ordinary person.
Qiao Mu said in a deep voice: "Hai Wuya knows that there is no way out, so he has not told you until now through the mouth of Doctor Dong..."
"He is already terminally ill and has reached the end of his life, so there is no need to save him."
"Even if I save him, it will be in vain."
As for why Hai Wuya didn't say it clearly, I think one reason was to pretend to have a so-called secret plan to prevent Hai Siyuan from disobeying his orders, and the other was to delay time.
After that night is over, Hai Wuya will probably be dead, and by then, even if he seeks help from Doctor Dong, everything will be over.
"Is that what you mean?" Hai Siyuan was silent for a long time before he said goodbye to Doctor Dong and returned to the Hai Mansion.
Qiao Mu also followed behind.
As soon as I entered Hai Mansion, hundreds of eyes looked at me.
These people were old soldiers from Lone City who were practicing martial arts in Hai Mansion. They watched Hai Wuya being captured yesterday, so they naturally felt unfair, so like Hai Siyuan, they waited until now.
Hai Wuya is the biological father of Hai Siyuan, the leader of the old soldiers. He is also the one who explained the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" and the "Humanity Sutra" to them. He also served as the Minister of Rites and commemorated 100,000 heroic souls outside the Parthia Pass.
Although Hai Wuya is not a comrade like Hai Siyuan who has fought alongside them for many years, they also take Hai Wuya's actions to heart.
"General Hai, I have already found out everything." Li Changshi said:
"I have an old acquaintance who holds an important position in the Heavenly Prison, and he told me... Brother Hai was not thrown into the Heavenly Prison, and he probably has not left the palace, so he may be temporarily under house arrest in the palace."
"Under house arrest in the palace..." Hai Siyuan nodded.
"This is Mr. Qiao Shuanghui." Hai Siyuan briefly introduced, and then changed the subject:
"Mr. Qiao, you came here to talk, right?"
Although they met Qiao Shuangzhao for the first time, the Qiao family had saved them several times, and the Qiao family had died many times because of this. This was once one of the main reasons why these old soldiers were able to escape from the desert.
Therefore, even though it was Qiao Shuangzhao whom they met for the first time, he was highly respected in their eyes and worthy of their respect.
This is the reputation that the Qiao family built up with corpses.
"What I want to say is..." Qiao Mu looked at the old men in the room.
Except for Li Changshi, old soldiers like Hai Siyuan were almost all over 60 years old, with gray hair and looking very old.
But Qiao Mu is actually the oldest among them.
So he decisively took advantage of his seniority:
"You are no longer frivolous teenagers. You should think carefully and weigh the pros and cons before doing anything. This is what adults should do."
"Today, I will weigh the pros and cons for you."
"Even if you try to break into the prison, the palace, or even rob the execution ground three days later, there is only one outcome: your entire army will be annihilated."
"Even if you succeed, you won't be able to save Hai Wuya, because he is already terminally ill and won't have much time left."
"This is also the choice Hai Wuya made. What he wants to see is you guys fighting against the stone with an egg?"
"This is the imperial capital, not the Hundred Mile Desert anymore."
Hai Siyuan and others looked at each other.
That's the truth.
When adults do things, they often have to weigh the pros and cons and look ahead and behind.
But when these words came out of the Qiao family's mouth, it gave them a rather strange feeling.
However, the last sentence did touch the hearts of Hai Siyuan and others.
When they were in the vast desert, although the environment was harsh, the environment they faced was still relatively simple.
The old soldiers had no other way to retreat, so they could only choose to fight to the death, because surrender was meaningless. The aliens wanted the souls of the soldiers and would not leave any alive.
But what they are facing now is actually more complicated, and it is not a problem that can be solved by courage alone.
"Being brave but not wise is nothing but the behavior of a reckless man." Qiao Mu continued seriously:
"Let me put it bluntly. Even if you break into the prison and the palace, Hai Wuya won't be able to live a few more days. It's just a matter of sacrificing a few lives."
"Any choice will result in corresponding consequences and costs."
Qiao Mu said this, looking at Hai Wuya's eldest son, now General Hai Siyuan, and said:
"Hai Wuya has made his choice, and I hope you will respect his choice."
Hai Siyuan was silent for a long time, and his face gradually became gloomy.
This is not simply a question of courage, but Hai Wuya's time is up and even gods cannot save him.
Hai Siyuan fought to the death in an isolated city in the desert for forty years. If there was a possibility of saving his own father, he would certainly not hesitate.
"I understand," he whispered.
He was not young anymore, and he didn't shed any tears, but his expression was gloomy.
"Then let's end this matter here."
Qiao Mu didn't say much. He walked out of Hai Mansion alone and chose an inn near Hai Mansion to stay in.
For the next half day, he spent most of the day petting the cat in the room to recuperate while observing the movements in the Hai Mansion.
Until the sun set and dusk fell, he still hadn't seen Hai Siyuan and other veteran soldiers coming in or out, so he had an idea in his mind.
"I've finished weighing the pros and cons for Hai Siyuan and the others. Now it's time to weigh the pros and cons for me." Qiao Mu said to himself.
Like the old soldiers, Qiao Mu is no longer the impulsive and frivolous young man.
It is only right to weigh the pros and cons beforehand.
Hai Wuya had some friendship with many of Qiao Mu's identities, but because Qiao Mu died too quickly, the friendship was not very deep.
Speaking of the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra" that Hai Wuya had originally brought to his mind, Qiao Mu had now come to his senses and thought that this martial arts technique should be the fulfillment of the promise made by the Wu Ji Hui after they assassinated Emperor Yonghe in Nanzhou.
As for the reward for Hai Wuya personally, Qiao Mu also gave it to him.
There is a more complete and higher-level "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra", as well as the latest half of the "Humanity Sutra", and he also rescued Hai Wuya's eldest son, who had been trapped in the desert for forty years, from a hundred miles of desert.
Throw me a wooden peach, and I will repay you with a jade.
Qiao Mu has done his best and doesn't owe Hai Wuya anything.
The biggest problem is that Hai Wuya's time is up and his life has come to an end. Whether he goes or not, he will die. The most he can do is to die in a more comfortable way.