Xiuji didn't expect Xiubo to know this little-known young abbot, but he didn't want to ask about such inconsequential matters as the deadline approached. Xiuji patted Xiubao on the shoulder, interrupted his thoughts, and asked with some sadness, "Tell me the truth, is my family also dying?" Xiubao lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eye: "Actually... They had been executed by His Excellency more than half a month ago. ”

Hearing the bad news, Xiuji suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his center of gravity was unstable and almost fell to the ground, and he sighed in despair: "It's me who has affected them, if I hadn't fought against Taige, I guess I wouldn't have ended up like this, but it doesn't matter, I'm going to accompany them soon, and our family is about to reunite..."

Seeing Hideho holding the Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand, Hideho smiled and said nostalgically: "At the beginning, Hideyoshi said that he would hand over this knife to me with the world after a hundred years, and in retrospect, my heart was still full of passion, but I didn't expect that Shimaru would be born, and I didn't expect Hideyoshi to behead me all over because of him, because I overestimated my own strength and underestimated Hideyoshi's cruelty." ”

After saying that, Xiuji broke off Xiu Bao's fingers and grabbed Onimaru's fingers and snatched the knife out of his hand. Xiuji took out the knife and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but praise: "Good knife, really good knife, no wonder Hideyoshi loves it so much that he refuses to give it to me until the last moment, and now I finally get this treasure knife that symbolizes the authority of the world, even if I die under this knife, there should be no regrets." Xiuji saw Xiubao standing in place and wept softly, and comforted him with a smile: "Presumably Tatsuchiyo has not made a mistake for anyone, and I won't embarrass you for my brother, you are waiting here for your life, and my brother will not embarrass you." As he spoke, Xiuji bowed slightly to the old monk who was playing against him, and the old monk stood up and prepared to follow him to the inner room.

Hideji walked into the inner room with heavy steps, and the moment he pulled the door open, he smiled at Hideho, smiling so brightly, so open-minded, as if he wanted to comfort Hideho, or the love and hope that his brother placed on his younger brother before he died. Before his death, he did not take care of his younger brother, who was also an adopted son, and after his death, he may be silently protected in heaven.

Looking at the slowly closed paper door, Xiubao finally couldn't help but let go and cried, this heartfelt miserable cry echoed throughout Qingyan Temple, as if reproaching himself for his incompetence, and like lamenting the coldness of human nature.

"Amitabha." He said softly in his heart, "His Royal Highness Guan Bai's life and death have long been sealed, but what about your fate, Your Highness Xiubao?" Hearing Chongchuan suddenly say such a sentence, Xiubao turned around and asked with some curiosity: "The master can calculate life and death for his brother, why is he suspicious of me?" ”

Yi Xin Chongchuan shook his head and looked at Xiubao: "Your Highness misunderstood, Zai Xia is not an onmyoji, and he doesn't know the so-called five elements gossip and other mystical techniques, and His Royal Highness Guan Bai's life is not calculated by the poor monk, it already exists between heaven and earth, but the poor monk has comprehended it earlier than others." As for Your Highness," Chongchuan frowned slightly, and said suspiciously: "I thought that I would go earlier than His Highness Guan Bai, but for some reason, I was able to escape this catastrophe... Don't get me wrong, Your Highness, the poor monk didn't mean to curse. ”

Xiubao was surprised, he didn't expect that he would have such a skill, and regardless of whether the matter of Xiuji was true or not, as far as he was concerned, he also knew that he had fallen into the water in April, but he didn't know that it was not the original Xiubao who escaped this catastrophe.

Out of curiosity, Hideho continued to ask, "Can the master foresee what fate the future holds?" Yixin Chongchuan shook his head more frequently, and his expression was no longer calm: "Your Highness's future fate is like air, and you can't feel the slightest trace between heaven and earth, as if it doesn't exist, and the poor monk really can't infer it." However, through recent observations, the poor monk perceives that His Highness is not a mediocre person, but his future is unknown, and he does not dare to speculate without permission. ”

When Xiubao heard this, he laughed out loud and said without self-deprecation: "Not a mediocre person? The master laughed, what big can a coward who can't even protect his brother do? I just hope to spend this life with my family safely. "Your Highness really doesn't have the ambition of a bird?" Chongchuan looked at Xiubao with a smile, which made Xiubao feel empty. Yes, now that he has such a high status and power, it would be too hypocritical to say anything about "just to live this life", people's pursuit of power is endless, otherwise, Xiuji may not end up like this.

Xiubao saw that Chongchuan could see through his thoughts, so he no longer concealed it, moved to the coffee table, and sat cross-legged opposite Chongchuan. Seeing this move, Chongchuan smiled but said nothing, raised his hand to fill the teacup for him, and suddenly the fragrance of tea overflowed, and Xiubao's mood was a little better.

Chongchuan pointed to the strong tea in the teacup and said slowly: "The ancients often said that a gentleman should be careful like stopping water, but no matter how calm the water is, as long as there is a fire to boil, it will definitely boil and lose its original appearance." The human heart is like this tea, and power is the flame, how many of those so-called 'hearts are like stopping water' can hold in front of power and not be in the same stream with others? It's like pouring a cup of cold water into a pot of hot water, does Your Highness think this cup of cold water can change anything? This troubled era of the Warring States is a pot of boiling water, and is His Highness really willing to be this cup of cold water? ”

After listening to Chongchuan's analysis, Xiubao thought quietly for a long time, and I have to say that the words of this "Outer Demon Dao" are still very convincing, in this troubled world, if you want to fight with the world, you are undoubtedly digging your own grave, only by eliminating all the factors that threaten you and dominating the world, can you protect yourself and your family, this is the survival mode of the troubled times.

Xiubao knelt down deeply to Chongchuan, and asked him for guidance in a sincere tone: "The words of the master are like an initiation, Xiubao is ashamed of himself, and I ask the master to show the way for Xiubao." Seeing this, Chongchuan hurriedly helped Xiubao up, and said excitedly: "The poor monk is just the abbot of the small temple in the mountain gate, how can he receive such a great gift from His Royal Highness, and please get up and don't kill the poor monk." ”

Only then did Xiubao straighten his body and eagerly asked Chongchuan: "What does the master think should be done next?" Chongchuan did not respond to him directly, but asked rhetorically: "Dare to ask Your Highness whether you admire Wang Dao Wang Maohong or like Cao Cao and Cao Mengde?" Hearing the names of these two people, Xiubao shuddered: Is this sincere intention to help me or is it intended to persuade me to rebel? I don't know him yet, if I really want to tell him what is in my heart, aren't you afraid that he will turn against him?