Volume 1 - Shannan Chapter 52 The Dust Trip Before

Bai Qi nodded slightly, turned around and pushed open the door, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, he had already cast a spell, and the person in front of him would not recognize the person in front of him, the appearance of the person in front of him still made him feel extremely distressed, the rhythm in his heart was not only tight, but even the heartbeat was half a beat slower, "Why did you become like this? Mr. Ghost can't protect you?"

Nan Shou could see the anger in Bai Qi's eyes, he thought that if Mr. Ghost was not here, he was not chased and killed by those immortal sects, but he would also be torn to pieces by the person in front of him, "Don't blame him, he can't protect himself, who was that person just now?"

"It's just a stone, I'll heal you first", Bai Qi was squatting down to see the undefinite injury, but he was immediately stopped in front of him, "I have more important things to look for you."

Bai Qi knocked off the hand that was blocking him, tore open the clothes that were difficult to defend, and a huge bright red scar appeared in front of him, "If this is an ordinary person, who has died for so long, I am afraid that he would have lost his life a long time ago, how could he become like this, don't you even know your luck?"

It stands to reason that it is difficult to keep a little bit of injury on the body, and it will not become what it is now, and the situation can only explain one fact, "You are poisoned, what can hurt you?"

"Let's not talk about it, I really have something to ask you for, now I'm like this, although I can't go, but I'm going back to Yuheng to find something, you have to help me." ”

While the two were talking, the black head walked in from outside with a hot water basin for washing, and when he saw the person on the ground, he quickly helped him up, carefully wiped the wound, looked at the person in front of him, held his hand casually, checked the pulse slightly, and knew that Bai Qi had made a small movement on him, so he didn't care about him, lay down on the chair leisurely, and adjusted himself.

It will take him a few days to recover.

After listening to the uncomfortable words, he left in a hurry, and returned to Yuheng alone, at this time the door was still open, as if waiting for someone to come.

It stands to reason that this is not waiting for him, just in the morning, he has just left, this must be the other people, Bai Qi walked to the middle of the courtyard, the old man is still the same as before, a person sitting next to the endgame next to the chess pieces are placed for him according to the drawing book, and he has changed another at this time, and he is playing chess face to face with himself.

Although the two are the same person, their style is not ordinary, one is delicate and gentle, the other is noisy and enthusiastic, like two skinned people.

When Bai Qi walked over, the other person who was virtualized dispersed with the wind, leaving only an empty seat, the old man pointed to the seat and asked Bai Qi to sit down, "I just left and came back to be a repeat guest, but I was afraid that my old man would be too lonely to play chess, so he wanted to accompany me?"

"You're laughing, who is waiting for this door open?"

"Who else can you wait for? You say I'm ...... I'm not coming back. ”

"When His Holiness says this, I want to give it a go. ”

"Oh, yes?" ”

"There is a reason for it, and if you say it is evil, it is not evil. ”

"So Yu Gongzi is going against the people of the world?"

"Dare to ask if Yuheng stands with the people of the world?"

The old man smiled and stroked his beard, "I'm so old now, I don't stand with the people of the world, I only stand with the palace, the things in this world are right or wrong, whether they win or lose, no matter which side they are, they can't stand, and they can't stand steadily, why do you want to go to this troubled water, I'm a jade Heng An An for a few centuries, isn't he comfortable?"

The old man dismissed Bai Qi's words, and didn't want to go head-to-head, "Since you're here, accompany me to finish this chess piece, right?"

"Good. He didn't say anything, nodded lightly, pinched the chess pieces in front of him and began to talk to him.

The two people are very far apart, whether it is the personality of the sect or the age, they are very far apart, but if you want to talk about the origin of the two, it is indescribable and complicated, I am afraid that in this, it is difficult to keep the most right to speak.

"Nanshan has something wrong to come to my idle place to make trouble, do you know that I have never had the leisure to call those things, they always do it, it has nothing to do with me, I will naturally be sad about important things, but for a while, the more or less fish and shrimp, it has nothing to do with me. ”

The old man's voice suddenly became louder, and he pondered in vain, which also figured out a bit of meaning.

The two of them chatted thoroughly, chatting about homely things, talking about chess games, and by the way, chatting about whether this year's new tea is mostly sweet and refreshing.

The sky is gradually getting dark, what happened to Nanshan Zuotang Haiqi in the end? Few people really know.

In that legendary story, it is difficult to say who was the winner and who was the loser.

Everyone just knows without exception how difficult it is to escape, it is a little ridiculous to say, at that time, it was the turn of a famous family to wander around, so the great revitalization of Shangshan Lingge later, to a certain extent, made people complete all the past things about that memory in their hearts.

Life is already amazing, today is the same, tomorrow is the same, and then the future, one day is the same, until the end of the year, who knows what it will become, who can count?

Baili suddenly withdrew from his memory, and repeated a sentence in his mouth.

yes, who can count?

Liu Mang, in his eyes, he is a hero, but where the group of people put him, like a mustard, he wants to fight back, wants to fight back, but it is useless, someone steps on their shoulders, wants them to be substitutes for the dead, he wants to help him, unconditional, fearless, just like when Liu Mang rescued him from the gutter, he was grateful, so that those days have been haunting his mind, one more thought, more thought, he will deepen his hatred for the enemy.

He had heard that the Shangshan Spirit Pavilion was from the Ancient Instrument Spirit Clan, so he wanted to try it, if he could know something about the Machine Spirit Clan, or if he could find a way to fight against that group of evil people, then Butcher Liu would be saved.

In fact, he thought very simply, but he also knew that if this matter was to be implemented, it was not as simple as he imagined, the ancient machine spirit clan, after the Wei and Jin dynasties, almost no trace could be found, even the oldest documents, there was no record of a cent, he was actually very afraid, scared, he couldn't meet his expectations at all, but he went to Shangshan, he still had to do it, even if there was only a little hope, even if the reality gave him disappointment in the end, he had to do it, this is not only about himself, but also about Liu Butcher......