Volume 1: There is a Ji Si'an in the rivers and lakes Chapter 57: The Man Behind the Scenes
This time, after the end of the Shending Conference, Ji Nanxiao entered the twelve countries in the north to investigate secretly.
When he entered the twelve countries in the north, he could clearly feel that those countries were all full of mountains and rains, whether it was secretly stockpiling grain, or mobilizing troops and horses with a very small range, or in those dark corners, those unsightly deeds, etc...
Although these actions are not too obvious, they can hide from others, but they definitely can't hide from Ji Nanxiao...
Since the reform of the White Moon Kingdom began ten years ago, these strange things during this period, whether it is to degrade and kill the Ye clan, the ancient clan that was originally the most loyal to them, or to support those newly rising families...
Now it seems that the Ye clan that was almost wiped out should be the direct cause of the extremely abnormal hatred and hatred of those small countries at this year's White Moon Conference, plus the actions of the twelve countries in the north now, there must be a big plan in this...
But for some reason, this seemingly reasonable cycle of cause and effect always makes Ji Nanxiao feel faintly strange...
Looking at the children who had already run back to the cottage on the mountainside, thinking about the things that had not yet been figured, the corners of Ji Nanxiao's mouth suddenly smiled and said to herself: "Hehe, this game of chess is very big...."
After talking to himself, he turned his head to look at the top of Jiuhe Mountain, and at the same time, on the top of the mountain, there was only a young man in rags, who was looking at the leaves falling from the sky in a drunken daze...
The next moment, in the courtyard where no one would want to come except Ji Si'an, there was an uninvited guest...
"Long time no see..."Ji Nanxiao looked at the decadent young man in front of him at this time and spoke.
The young man glanced at Ji Nanxiao, the indifference in his eyes dissipated a little, and he said, "Yes..."
"No need to be polite, do you still have wine?" Ji Nanxiao looked at the young man at this time, and asked with a warm smile.
"Yesβ" After saying that, the young man spoke again, "But there is no wine glass..."
"Don't worry..."After speaking, Ji Nanxiao took the wine jug from the young man's hand.
After getting this answer, Ji Nanxiao didn't ask anything more, reached out and took the wine glass full of wine at this time, and said, "I went around the twelve northern countries this time. I stumbled upon a couple of interesting things. Looking at the actions of the twelve countries in the north, it seems that there is another war, but this time, their actions seem to be a coincidence, but they seem to be very tacit..."
After Ji Nanxiao finished speaking, he didn't hear the young man's reply for a long time, so he continued: "The killer organization 'Death Gate', which has been in the limelight recently, is also full of eyeliner in those twelve countries. β
Hearing the words "Death Gate", the young man's expression was obviously stagnant, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he still didn't speak...
Ji Nanxiao didn't change, and continued: "You said, is it a good thing for a killer organization that can almost monopolize all the assassination business in this hundred spirit realm in the past twenty years, from no one knows about it to now, and has a reputation all over the world?"
After hearing this, the young man took the flask, poured it hard, and then said, "I don't know, but a person who can do this will not be a fool." β
This young man has been here for a long time, but this should be the first time Ji Nanxiao has heard the young man say anything other than polite words.
So at this moment, Ji Nanxiao suddenly became interested, and asked an extremely strange question: "Do you believe that there are people in this world who can predict the prophet?"
After hearing this, the young man's original action of pouring wine into his mouth was slightly stunned, and after a long time, he spoke: "Someone once told me that all objects in this world are composed of something smaller than dust, and these things that make up all objects, they also have a fixed position and trajectory. β
At this point, the young man pondered for a moment, and then continued: "And if a person's brain has enough capacity and the ability to deduce, and he can know exactly the exact position and movement of all those tiniest things, then all the future and past in this world will appear to him at a glance..."
After hearing this, Ji Nanxiao fell into a long period of contemplation, although he had never heard of this strange theory, but these theories may be just an illusory or even baseless theory for ordinary people. For Ji Nanxiao, this is not the case, because what is said in this passage is similar to the conjecture in Ji Nanxiao's mind about the end of deduction.
Even more perfect than he could have imagined.
"This person is a genius who has passed through the heavens and the earth..."Ji Nanxiao looked at the young man in front of him at this time and said.
After listening to this, the young man nodded slightly, and after pondering for a long time, he uncharacteristically pondered before he spoke: "This person is my teacher..."
"Teacher?" Ji Nanxiao said with a frown and confusion when she heard this title that she had never heard before.
After hearing this, the young man spoke, "I have the same meaning as the master in your mouth..."
"Why are you talking to me about this today?" asked Ji Nanxiao.
The young man was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Master Hou, my teacher has amazing chess skills, especially good at layout, changing children must compete for the first, and abandoned children will be killed." So if you can see him, he must want you to see him. β
Ji Nanxiao listened, didn't say anything, just looked at the young man in front of him expressionlessly...
After that, in the courtyard, there was no sound but the sound of pouring and drinking....
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At the same time, the ancient territory of the Duan people, which is also the ancient realm of the ten ethnic groups.
Duan Shencuo was looking at the man in white with a chessboard hanging in front of him, the man did not fall on the chessboard at this time, but quietly looked in one direction........
"Teacher, Wen Qianhou has already returned to the Ji Clan Ancient Realm..."Duan Shencuo said in a respectful tone at this time.
The man in white just nodded slightly...
"It's all mentioned in the Ji Ancient Realm, why don't you ask about your senior brother?" At this time, the man in white turned his head to look at Duan Shencuo with interest.
Hearing the words of the man in white, Duan Shencuo's expression was obviously stunned, looking at his expression as if he was recalling something, after a long time, he spoke: "I think, we are no longer on the same path..."
After hearing this, the man in white smiled, and the smile was the same as usual, but after laughing, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't say anything."
After hearing this, Duan Shencuo didn't answer as usual, but just lowered his head, silently recalling some of the past events from many years ago and several old people...
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"You can't beat me for the time being..."In Duan Shencuo's impression, every time he was defeated by that person, that person's attitude when he spoke was always like this, his face was expressionless, and Gu Jing was not wavering...
It's just that in that person's eyes, there is always a strong self-confidence, like a round of sun, exuding endless light, stabbing himself so that he can't open his eyes....
"Yo, Xiao Shencuo, did you lose to the senior brother again?" The person who said this was a very good-looking boy, born in the south and in the north, with peach blossoms in his eyes....
"Fang Shi'an, you don't say cool words, can you beat him?"
And every time he said this, Fang Shi'an would always spread his hands and say with a nonchalant face: "I don't like to do such rude things..."
"Then is the poem you wrote better than his?" Duan Shencuo, who was still young at the time, retorted with a hint of unconvincing on his face.
After Fang Shi'an listened, he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I can't compare, but I'm convinced... And I said, I'm your second senior brother, why don't you understand any etiquette..."
Ignoring Fang Shi'an's second half of his words, Duan Shencuo just clenched his fists, pointed to the moon in the sky and said, "If I can use it as a weapon, I will definitely be able to defeat him..."
Duan Shencuo still remembers that half a year after he said those words, when he wanted to challenge that person again with the now world-famous Yuehua Demon Blade, that person was gone...
Like the world evaporating, disappearing without a trace...
He had asked his teacher everything about his elder brother, and most of the answers he got were just the teacher's wordless smile...
Only once, for some reason, his teacher suddenly said, "This world is like a stage, and you will slowly appear after all, but since it is a stage, someone must go behind the scenes before the red cloth... But you have to remember that the reason he went behind the scenes was not because he couldn't be in front of the scenes, but because someone had to be behind the scenes...."
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The time has come to evening, and on the top of the Jiuhe Mountain in the ancient realm of the Ji people, there are two people still drinking...
The posture of the two of them has never changed, except when they are drinking, the rest of the time they are like two sculptures, neither opening nor making other movements...
If others see it, they will definitely think that these two people are stupid...
Ji Nanxiao just looked at the young man in front of him quietly most of the time, looking at the past should have been the age when he was in his prime to shine, but in his eyes, there was no light, not even as good as the night sky after the sunset, although the sky was gray at that time, at least there were stars and a lonely moon.
And just when he thought that this young man would remain so silent, he suddenly saw that the young man suddenly got up and walked slowly to the mountain gate, he did not open the mountain gate, but just stretched out his right hand, and then pressed down in the void.
Ji Nanxiao's divine sense has naturally shrouded the entire wine river and mountain, so he has already seen that there is a young man with a pot of wine in his hand at this time, and he is heading towards the top of the mountain at this time, climbing the steps....