Suddenly the wind stopped, clouds covered the setting sun, the night seemed to come early, and the golden lines on the water gradually faded.
In a short period of time, the two sides of Wenshui River became colder. Whether it was the closed houses or the two iron chains, there was a sense of danger.
Rob sat on the restaurant, listened to the sound of the blind luthier, slowly closed his eyes, his right hand fell on the hilt of the sword, and whirled gently.
Facing the unfathomable strength of the Tang family, even he did not have any confidence. If it was the past, he could only try to warn him, but now he wants to give it a try.
Because the sword he used before was an ordinary green steel sword made with a few taels of silver in the blacksmith shop in the small town at the foot of the mountain, but now he has changed to a sword.
With this sword in his hand, he can step on the frost grass and turn himself into a sword. Even in the face of the strong in the sacred field, he can still maintain a clear mind.
With his eyes closed, he listened to the sound of the piano from downstairs, the sound of the water hitting the rocks on the shore, the sound of the iron chain touching the water surface and then separating, and felt everything in the world.
Suddenly, his ears moved slightly.
He opened his eyes and looked into the river, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the place he saw became deeper and deeper, and finally fell into the water plants.
He felt that the aquatic plants were a little strange, darker than the nearby aquatic plants, but he couldn't see anything special about them.
At this time, the blind luthier by the river seemed to have heard something, looked into Wenshui, and forgot what he was doing.
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, very suddenly.
The strange atmosphere on both sides of the river suddenly became a little different.
The ironclad ships upstream and downstream retreated silently.
The two houses became empty.
The breath in the woods disappeared without a trace.
The priests and attendants of the Tang family in front of the Taoist hall became much more silent.
There are only seven vendors, six yamen servants, three fortune tellers, two old people who sell sesame candy, and a little girl who buys cosmetics. They are still on the street, and it seems that they will never leave.
The door of the palace was pushed open, and the second master of the Tang family came out with a very ugly expression on his face.
He didn't even look at the King of Ling Hai and Yu Lin.
The death of Taoist Baishi shows that the position of the state religion is extremely tough and cannot be changed.
Going out along the stone steps, there is a big tree, and Zhexiu is standing under the tree.
The second master of the Tang family knew what he wanted to say, and said indifferently: "It's not easy for you to live to this day, so don't talk casually."
Zhexiu said blankly, "It's even more difficult for a weak person like you to survive to this day."
The second master of the Tang family raised his eyebrows slowly, his expression unchanged, but his heart was already extremely angry.
Back then on the snowy street in Kyoto, Wang Po once told him that when he gave up his cultivation and began to learn strategies and pursue power, he became a weak person.
Today, he was evaluated like this again, and the other party was still a junior.
The angrier he got, the more indifferent he was, looking at Zhe Xiu and asking, "Do you really want to die?"
Zhexiu didn't answer his question, but said, "Don't attack that guy secretly."
The second master of the Tang family stared into his eyes and said, "Actually, I never understood how a wolf cub like you could become friends with that prodigal son."
"I'm not friends with him."
Zhexiu was silent for a while, then continued: "He is my employer, so don't touch him."
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The members of the Tang family all evacuated, the night was dark, and the banks of the Wenshui River were quiet.
Chen Changsheng came to the shore, Linghai Zhiwang and others followed, and Nanke stayed in the Dao Palace according to his instructions.
The starlight fell on the water, and there were countless silver scales. Even with the best eyesight, it was difficult to see clearly the movement at the bottom, let alone the aquatic plants in the depths.
Uncle Tang's parents, that is, Tang Sanshiliu's father, has always been in poor health, especially in recent years. This is something that many people in the mainland know, including Chen Changsheng, no one has ever suspected it, not even Tang Thirty-Six mentioned it in his previous letters.
But after hearing what the second master of the Tang family said today, he always felt something was wrong.
"Although I haven't figured out what the disease is until today, it is confirmed that it is not poisoning."
Archbishop Yulin said: "The Thirteenth Division of Qingyi and Nanxizhai sent people to look at it before."
Bishop Wenshui took a look at Chen Changsheng's expression, and said in a low voice, "Report to Your Majesty, before the Nanxi Zhai closed... that person came here."
He Zhai is a closed-door retreat, and there is only one retreat on the Saintess Peak in these years that needs to be specifically mentioned, so the identity of the person he mentioned is naturally ready to be revealed.
Yu Lin showed a surprised look, and the King of Ling Hai raised his eyebrows slightly, because Li Gong didn't know about it at all.
Chen Changsheng was even more surprised, wondering why she didn't tell him
Bishop Wenshui said in a low voice, "That one won't let us talk."
If Tang's family uncle Fang was not sick but poisoned, he should be able to be cured by Tianfeng's true blood.
Xu Yourong must have thought the same way at the time.
Now the elder of the long room is still lingering on the sick bed, and it looks like he is going to be bad, which means that he is not poisoned, but sick.
The change in Mrs. Tang's attitude should have a very direct relationship with this matter.
Chen Changsheng knew why Xu Yourong came, because she knew that Tang Sanshiliu was his best friend, and he was very grateful for that.
After thinking about it, he still decided to go to the Changfang to see it tomorrow.
It's not that he doesn't trust the abilities of Qingyu Shisansi and Xu Yourong, it's just that he wants to see if his medical skills can change the sad ending of that elder. And he always felt that this matter was not so simple - after the second master of the Tang family said that, after meeting that little monster in Liusu in Hanqiu City.
"Go and find out about a disciple named Chusu in the Longevity Sect. This person's practice is very strange. No matter how well-hidden he is, someone must have heard of it."
He said to the King of Ling Hai and Yu Lin respectively: "You write a letter to remind Nanxi Zhai, and I asked them to check whether there is any result."
Yu Lin didn't know about his writing to Nanxi Zhai, so she asked puzzledly, "Why are you in such a hurry."
Chen Changsheng said: "I would like to know where the inheritance of Huang Quanliu's exercises is located. Is it possible that it is in the south."
The King of Ling Hai contacted him earlier and said that the disciple of the Longevity School named Chu Su practiced very strange exercises, and his expression changed suddenly.
Yu Lin's face also turned pale, and she murmured, "Could it be that the Longevity Sect dared to do such a crazy thing?"
"I have no evidence." Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, then looked at Bishop Wenshui and said, "You find someone to find out if the Tang family has anything to do with this matter."
The three kings of Ling Hai took orders and left.
Guan Feibai walked out of the Taoist hall with his sword in hand.
It wasn't that he wanted to chat with Chen Changsheng, he just felt that Chen Changsheng couldn't live without someone by his side.
Looking at the river under the starlight, Chen Changsheng was silent in thought.
He really has no evidence, the only clue is what the Demon Lord said in Xueling at that time.
The Demon Lord made it very clear that the young formation master was a little monster named Chusu from the Longevity Sect, and it was the means of Shang Xingzhou and the Tang family.
That day in the early morning kitchen in Hanqiu City, the Huangquanliu monster he and Nanke encountered was covered in poison and extremely terrifying. connect together. The problem is that the words of the Demon Lord cannot be used as evidence, and everyone knows that his words may be a means to sow discord.
Chen Changsheng was thinking about these questions, but he didn't know that in the depths of the mercury-like river, a group of aquatic plants was dancing gently. The color of this group of water plants was a little different from the surrounding water plants. It suddenly floated away from the bottom of the river, and slowly approached the rocks below the river bank. It looked like a group of mud melted by water, without making any sound.