The snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on the iron tree's temples and clothes. Without actually touching it, it was cut into countless pieces and blossomed into countless small flowers accompanied by a very slight chirping sound.
This man seemed to be made of iron, colder than the wind and snow, and there were countless sharp edges hidden under his clothes, more terrifying than knives and guns.
Wang Po walked to the table, glanced at him, then sat down, and calmly put the iron knife on the table.
His movements were steady and light, without making any sound, just like snow falling without sound.
Snowflakes also fell on his temples and clothes, or rolled down, or lightly stuck, and then fell on the knife, like a falling yellow leaf, gradually covering the sheath without showing the slightest sharpness.
Looking at this scene, Tieshu's indifferent expression gradually changed, not vigilance, not dignified, but emotion.
In the Tanzhe Temple, when he closed his eyes in the sky full of yellow leaves, he saw a similar scene as at this time.
He looked at Wang Po now, but in his eyes was the figure of the commoner youth who walked out of Wenshui City back then.
"I might say a lot today."
He said to Wang Po.
Wang Po looked towards the courtyard on the other side of the wind and snow, and his meaning was very clear.
Tie Shu said indifferently: "Chen Changsheng can't succeed, so I have a long time."
Wang Po has a different opinion, but because of this, he naturally doesn't mind sitting for a while.
"Senior, please speak."
"When you left Wenshui City, many people went to see you..."
Hearing these words, Wang Po raised his drooping eyebrows slightly, and then lowered them.
As the last male member of the Wang family in Tianliang County, if he died, the Wang family would really be broken.
The joke that Emperor Taizong said back then will come true.
Therefore, he hid everywhere since he was a child, and grew up with great difficulty with the help of Prince Liang's Mansion and some ancient and enthusiastic monks.
The Zhu Clan was too powerful, especially after he gained the reputation of a cultivating genius, the situation he faced was even more dangerous. It was at this time that Mrs. Tang sent someone to take him into Wenshui City.
He worked as an accountant in Wenshui for several years, and it was the Tang family who protected him.
A few years later, he decided to leave Wenshui, and Mrs. Tang agreed with his decision.
The news quickly spread throughout the continent.
Wang Po's daring to leave Wenshui and the Tang family's asylum means that after several years of working as a bookkeeper, he has grown to have enough self-confidence—as long as Zhu Luo is unable to act personally due to the oath of the starry sky, or the court does not use the army Or if there is a big battle, it will be difficult to kill him.
Everyone knows that Wang Po is already very strong, but how strong is he
On the day he left Wenshui City, many people went to the official road outside the city, including some big shots.
People knew very well that no matter if it was Zhu Clan, Jueqingzong or the imperial court, they would definitely attack Wang Po, and there would definitely be a lot of excitement outside Wenshui City that day.
"I went too." Tieshu said, looking into his eyes.
It was the first time Wang Po knew about this matter, and said, "I didn't expect that."
Logically speaking, he was just a young talent in cultivating with considerable potential back then, and no matter what, it would be difficult to disturb a strong man in the sacred field like Tieshu.
"Because Su Li made some comments after seeing you in Wenshui City back then. Others didn't know about it, but we naturally knew about it."
Tie Shu said: "He said that your sword will definitely be stronger than the predecessors in the future."
Hearing these words, Wang Po did not speak.
Even he, facing such praise, could only remain silent.
For a person like Su Li, there is only one predecessor who used a knife that he deserves to mention, and that is naturally Zhou Dufu.
"So I thought you were going to die that day."
Tieshu looked at him and continued.
This is an inference that sounds unreasonable, but is actually taken for granted.
Even Su Li praised him so much, how could the important figures in the imperial court and Tianliang County allow him to continue to grow
Wang Po recalled the scene when he walked out of Wenshui City, his eyebrows gradually raised.
It's not about complacency or pride or nostalgia for glory, it's just that after so many years, I still can't remember the murderous intent at that time.
"I watched you walk out of Wenshui City alone with a knife, just like today."
Tie Shu continued: "Many people have died, but you are still alive. At that time, we knew that the Zhu family and the court were in great trouble. Thinking about it now, Zhu Luo himself knows it better, that's why there are people in Xunyang City. Only after that rainy night would there be the last words from the Tianshu Mausoleum."
Wang Po said calmly: "I don't think it's an honor to value him."
Tie Shu said: "But he is Zhu Luo after all, the only request he had before he died, and we will always help him fulfill it."
Wang Po lowered his gaze slightly, and landed on the iron knife covered in light snow.
"Of course, I'm very sorry to see you walking all the way, and I don't want to kill you."
Tieshu said: "But you shouldn't go to Beijing, you're asking for your own death."
When Wang Po recalled the past again, he also sighed a little, then brushed off his sleeves and let the snowflakes fall.
Arranging the sleeves is naturally for holding the knife.
Tieshu asked indifferently: "You must die today?"
Wang Po didn't answer this question, but said, "Actually, I'm curious, who in this world can make you change your mind suddenly."
It was quiet, and Xueluo was still silent.
The years when Tieshu lamented were all true.
But what he said was false.
From Tanzhe Temple to today, his intention to kill Wang Po has never changed.
Wang Po is very aware of this.
But the meaning of Tieshu just now is very clear, as long as Wang Po is willing to leave the capital, he will not make a move.
Who made him change his mind, from killing people to chasing people
Wang Po will not leave, but he really wants to know the answer.
Being able to influence the mind of a strong person in the sacred field is not something ordinary big shots can do.
Looking across the entire continent, there should be no more than five people.
With a creak, the door of the teahouse by the street was pushed open.
A very handsome man came out, looked at Wang Po with a smile and said, "Long time no see."
Looking at this person, Wang Po's raised eyebrows slowly fell, and said: "So it's...Second Lord."
This handsome man used to be the most famous dandy in Wenshui City, but gradually became unknown.
Only people from the Wenshui Tang family know how terrifying this person is.
The second master of the Tang family.
Wang Po lived in the Tang family in Wenshui, did he know this
It turned out to be the Tang family in Wenshui.
Only the Tang family in Wenshui could make a big man like Tieshu still have the possibility to change his mind under the pressure of the court and Shang Xingzhou.
The second master of the Tang family looked at Wang Po with a smile and said, "You know it's me, do you still insist?"
This man is indeed very handsome, but I don't know if it's because of the wind and snow, he feels faintly cold.
Wang Po didn't speak.
The second master of the Tang family was still smiling, and asked, "Isn't that four words of kindness as heavy as a mountain?"
Wang Po was silent for a while, then said, "Not bad."
The second master of the Tang family opened his mouth and laughed, looking extremely happy, but he didn't let out any laughter.
In the wind and snow, it looked a little heart-palpiating.
Then, he gradually suppressed his smile, looked at Wang Po expressionlessly and said, "Today, you are not allowed to use the knife."