Sealing Sword Chapter 99: Night Talk

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This night, Chu Xiwei finally returned to the Cavern Valley.

He went with a team of men and horses, but only half of them accompanied him when he came back. He left all those people with Qin Lanshang, and went with Lu Mingyuan to Sanmai Academy.

They all say "I can't help my children." Although this sentence is not appropriate for Qin Lanshang, it is inevitable that children will give birth to their own thoughts when they are older. That was true of Chu Xiwei back then, and so was Qin Lanshang.

That night, when people were scattered in the Zuichun Tower, Chu Xiwei took Lu Mingyuan and the others out of Tianjing City, and didn't plan to stay there any longer. I thought that sending someone to send Lu Mingyuan back to the Samadhi Academy to deal with Nanru's funeral and to assist the academy teacher in rectifying the internal affairs is the most benevolent, but I didn't expect that girl would volunteer to get in.

Chu Xiwei was not in a hurry to reprimand her this time, but only asked two sentences: "Why are you going? Go, what can you do?"

At that time, it was by the moat and under the shade of the green Yang. The east had just revealed the white belly of the fish, and the sky was still dim. He could not see the girl’s drooping eyebrows, but he could hear her utterly uttered voice: "No why, I If you feel you should go, you should go, and never give yourself a chance to regret.

"I don't know much, I can do very little, but I can't let others do it for me."

Chu Xiwei was silent for a moment before saying: "There are secret piles of court parties in the Samadhi Academy. There are intrigues among them. If you go now, my foster father and I may not be able to protect you."

"I always have to learn to protect myself and others." Qin Lanshang thought for a while, took his hand to her petite palm, and whispered softly, "Uncle Ye said,'Children will always grow up, and adults will grow up. Getting old'...Uncle, I think he is right."

Maybe they are still strong until the day when they are all old, but the children can't keep hiding behind the adults.

The towering trees will always wither, and the mountains and rivers will be cut off.

What's more, people who are born, old, sick and die, with unpredictable misfortune?

Chu Xiwei raised her other hand, paused for a moment in midair, and finally landed on her head, rubbing it lightly.

"I will leave you'Ling Flute' and a team of'Ghost Shadows', so I can do it for myself." After a pause, his gaze fell on Lu Mingyuan again, his internal force gathered into a line, cold and cold, "If it was her Something happened, and you are safe and sound, I will add myself ten times to you."

Lu Mingyuan still folded his fan and bent his eyes with a smile, but nodded solemnly.

In this way, we will go our own way, and we will be independent.

The journey is perilous, and it is not easy to come back. By the time Chu Xiwei returned to the Cavern Valley, it was past the midnight of the night.

He led his subordinates through the guard post, did not disturb the extra people, and sent these people back to rest after giving a simple order, and he returned to Liufengju with the dust all the way.

However, there is one more person in Liufeng House besides the servants and guards.

Shen Wuyuan sat under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in his single clothes, knocking on chess pieces in one hand, and shaking the small silver pot filled with wine in the other. His face was slightly drunk, but his eyes were clear.

Seeing him entering the courtyard gate, Shen Wuyou waved his hand to repatriate his servant, then raised his chin toward the empty seat in front of him, saying: "I started to calculate the schedule since I received your Fei Shu, and I really came back tonight. Sit down and drink. Mouth bar."

Chu Xiwei caught the small silver pot that was thrown towards the front door, and took a sip of wine with her head up. This time, the taste of the wine was bitter, but after passing through her throat, it returned to sweetness. The taste of bitterness and sweetness filled her mouth.

He raised his eyebrows: "What wine is this?"

"The'Ten Year Lamp' of Garan City." Shen Wuyou played with Baizi between his fingers, "This time you go north to Tianjing, I must have a lot of emotion. I wonder if this pot of wine will comfort you?"

Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, and ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes. (Note)

In the past, the spring breeze was proud to see peaches and plums, and nowadays, I have been wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Revisiting the old place, everything is totally different, I really feel a lot of emotion.

Chu Xiwei closed her eyes, took another sip, sat down opposite him, and said, "Enough."

He said these three words lightly, and when he returned home, he seemed to be full of suffocation with the drink, and disappeared into the cool night breeze between his breath.

Shen Wushu looked at each other with him, took the flask, skipped the topic tacitly, and smiled slightly: "Let's have a game."

He was older and held the white piece, and Chu Xiwei took the black first. The two of them have the same line of chess. They both took strange and strange paths. They laid out a black and white game that was interlocking. In the end, it was Chu Xi. Wei first settled on the magic point and beheaded the dragon.

Shen Wuyuan looked at it carefully for a long while, then gave a long laugh and gave in and said: "You won."

"Concession."

"No, no, no, you and I are doing your best in this round. You won by your own ability. If I lost, I am not as good as you. What can I say?" Shen Wuyou raised his eyes and looked at him. Wei, your chess skills are what I taught. From the very beginning, I completely imitated my way. Now I have my own plan. From the initial loss, I have won more and less, and now it is better than me... Do you know , What is the reason?"

Chu Xiwei said: "Ten years, it is not a long time."

"Ha, there are countless people in this world who are wasting their years. Ten years can make life and death confused, and can also make people confused from the inside out." Shen Wu Duan pointed at his heart with a virtual hand, shaking his head and shaking his head, "Shy Wei, your heart has changed...Okay, very good."

Chu Xiwei was silent.

"In the past few years, I have watched you grow up. From a wolf pup who chose someone to eat, you have become what you are today. It looks like a human being can be held in check, but I have not really delegated power to Do you know why?"

Chu Xiwei said: "Because I am not qualified yet."

"Indeed." Shen Wucai tapped the chessboard with his fingers, "You are extremely talented, both martial arts and academic advancement are extremely fast, and even more rare is the perseverance and perseverance, not afraid of hardship or death, vision and ambition... …Unfortunately, you are too cruel."

Chu Xiwei didn't say a word, and listened to Shen Wuyou said: "You have a sharp style, a ruthless method, a clear distinction between people, and little room for others, so you have virtually cut a lot of retreat for yourself. I have forced myself to a point where the seemingly high position is actually the cusp of the storm."

After a pause, he smiled again: "Moreover, you are very stubborn and you never repent."

Chu Xiwei couldn't help but curled up her mouth.

His eyebrows have been maternal, and his facial features have been exquisite since he was a child. After he opened it, he had thin eyebrows and apricot eyes. If his eyebrows were not as sharp as swords, and his eyes were like knives, and he was often unsmiling, he would look gorgeous and aggressive.

But now he curls his lips into a crescent, his eyes are full of anger, and the night sky is reflected, and a slight smile flows out of his eyebrows, which softens the cold expression that has been all the year round, but does not show any signs of femininity. Qi, only a little more calm and breezy Jun Yi.

At this moment, he seemed to fade away the remaining youthfulness, and he really began to grow into a calm and mature man.

Chu Xi smiled and asked: "Then am I eligible now?"

Shen Wuyuan said: "It depends on your current ability...Tianjing and his party, the harvest is not small, right?"

Chu Xiwei is very clear about the implications of his words. After all, although he is the master of the sect, he still has a shallow background. The real power of the Hundred Ghosts is still mostly in the hands of Shen Wudu. He can know his own The general action is really reasonable.

Neither irritated nor angry, Chu Xiwei frankly told her about the meeting between herself and Chu Ziyu, spreading out in front of her together with her own life experience and Chu Ziyu's plans, without any reservation.

As for his identity, Chu Ziyu did not say anything when trading with Shen Wu Duan, and Chu Xiwei never mentioned it for so many years. Although Shen Wu Duan had a guess in his heart, he did not make an investigation, so now I listen to him admit it. Now I am not surprised, only the kind of "it should be so" is clear.

However, after listening to Chu Xiwei's words, Shen Wuyou was silent for a while, and asked: "Since the emperor,'Xiamen use martial arts to ban bans, Confucianism uses literature to chaos law' has indeed spread far and wide. The current flow is endless, Ruan Feiyu is very knowledgeable and plots this back road... But, what do you think of this matter?"

Chu Xiwei said: "They all say that'people don't fight against officials', not to mention that the emperor has orders, of course, I dare not disobey."

Shen Wudu's face sank: "So you have to take Hundred Ghost Gate to be his puppet!"

Although he is getting older, his sword is still in his prestige. At this time, he faded and laughed, and his face no longer looked like that old naughty boy. His brows gave birth to a cold and murderous intent, just like the Hades holding a pen.

Under such heavy pressure, Chu Xiwei was still motionless, just smiled lightly.

"Swords are to people, just as people are to people. They are tools for chasing fame and fortune." Chu Xiwei poured herself a glass of wine, "However, sharp weapons have double-edged swords, and hurt others even more. A reckless man doesn’t care when he licks his blood. A wise man will have a lot of worries when he leaves the sheath."

After a pause, he smiled at Shen Wucai: "Although the thread puppet is manipulated by the hands, the clues are vertical and horizontal, and they also contain people."

Shen Wuyou squinted his eyes, but his pretentious awe-inspiring color receded from his face like a tide, his body loosened, and he looked lazy and boneless.

"Sure enough, I have grown up, and I have a lot of thoughts." Shen Wuyou raised his eyebrows, "Let's talk about it."

"Born with yin and yang, the world is clear and turbid. Although good and evil are incompatible with fire and water, they are indispensable and indispensable." Chu Xi's eyebrows were narrowed, and a sigh was inadvertently flowed out, "Da Chu since founding Since then, the power of martial arts has been highly valued. From the support and solicitation during the Gaozu period to the fear and suppression of the first emperor, Chu Ziyu now intends to use decentralization as the appearance and control the reality."

Shen Wuyuan said: "It is better to block than to sparse, and to kill is better to control; retreat behind the scenes and turn the light into darkness... It seems to split the connection with the rivers and lakes, but actually nailed the wedge to the most important place, which is easy to calculate . Presumably he is staring at a hundred ghosts, it’s not a day or two."

To master a chess piece, you must first ensure that the chess piece is not on either side. There are not many powerful and neutral schools in the arena, and Baiguimen is second to none.

As soon as he thought of this, he lifted his eyes to look at Chu Xiwei, meaning it was unclear: "I took you back then, and I really asked for trouble."

Chu Xiwei didn't feel annoyed, but slowly sorted out the chess pieces, and said: "However, the foster father should be happy to have this trouble with me now."

"Your personality, once you leave the past, you won’t go back, and he won’t allow you to return to the court with all your minions. In that case, you are still my son who has been raised for ten years. The new master of the Hundred Ghosts, of course I am happy for it." Shen Wushu reached out his hand to help him pick the chess pieces, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You are young and vigorous, and you have the ambition to rise above the clouds. Naturally, the accumulation is not meant to be a dead ghost for generations to come...but no matter whether you are in a river or a temple, you need to guard against the end of the bird’s bow, so you have to remember how you won the game today. ."

Chu Xi's eyelashes moved, and the words were ironic: "Of course...save a thread for others in the world, so that we can see each other forever."

Shen Wucai stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay, you can teach you children!"

After placing the chess pieces, Shen Wucai stood up, rushed to Chu Xiwei and said, "I'm in a good mood today, come to practice with me and relax."

Chu Xiwei wanted to have a serious fight with Shen Wuchuang for a long time. However, in addition to a few years of teaching, since four years ago, Shen Wuchuang has mostly used actual combat to let him go, and rarely teaches him personally.

Now Chu Xiwei is stuck at the peak of the sixth layer of "The Forked Road Scripture", while Shen Wuduan has reached the stage of transformation. He is eager to fight Shen Wuduan to let him go before he can touch his own key.

Hearing this, Chu Xiwei's eyes rarely flashed warfare, and stood up and said: "Then, please let the foster father advise."