Chapter 420: The Ghost Returns
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The sun broke through the clouds from high in the sky and shone on a dilapidated hat.
The hat is made of bamboo, but the bamboo strips have turned yellow, and even shiny in the sun, as if they have been coated with a layer of beeswax.
The late autumn afternoon sun is very warm, and although the hat can cover the sun, it can't cover the face under the hat.
It's a very rough face, like a granite stone, with very sharp edges and lines.
If history is a demon mirror, then the years are a pig-killing knife, this pig-killing knife has carved this granite into more lines, but these lines are not only wrinkles, but the vicissitudes of time, dynastic history and river experience.
Although his face is not good-looking, he does not look old, because his movements are very vigorous and his steps are very brisk.
At first glance, he looked like a fisherman returning from fishing, wearing a simple blue cloth jacket, shabby blue shorts, carrying a long black cloth bag on his back, holding a dead branch picked up when he was going over the mountains, and humming an unknown tune in his mouth.
He walked to this eight-sided slope on foot, and he not only walked flexibly, but also had a beautiful posture.
Of course, this is not the graceful beauty of beauties, but a kind of coordination of body limbs, for a true martial arts master, such a way of walking is to relax and rest.
"The sky is soaring, the ambition is shocking, the rivers and mountains are thousands of miles, what is the world ......" He walked happily, and couldn't help singing, singing with a kind of carefree and easy, even the autumn sun above seemed to become cheerful.
Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, because at this moment he suddenly felt a chill, and that chill was like a layer of goosebumps all over his body when countless sharp needles were pierced, and every pore was shrinking.
In the late autumn when the sun is so warm and spring, people actually feel cold.
He knew that this was not because the weather had changed, but because of the murderous aura on the master's body.
This intuition is like the instinctive smell of danger by a beast, and people who have not experienced the bloody wind of swords and swords will definitely think that this is nonsense, but he doesn't think so, because if he thinks so, he has died at least three hundred times in the four years of "Dynasty", and he has been ravaged to the fullest.
Then don't talk about happiness and hatred, and talk about the Tao with force.
When he looked up again, he saw the long pavilion on the hillside, which stood on a golden withered grass, surrounded by maple leaves, like a cloud of blood.
He took a deep breath of the air mixed with the fragrance of Konoha leaves, and then strode towards the long pavilion.
There was indeed a man sitting at the table in the long pavilion, and this person was dressed in a peculiar way, because the color of the cloak was composed of a deep black and a bright pink, black symbolized mystery, nobility and death, and red represented passion, jΔ« fierceness and unrestrainedness.
These are basically two contradictory colors, so are the people sitting here also contradicting themselves?
He could see that it was a woman, and this woman had a face covered with a veil, revealing a pair of cold and shining eyes.
She is obviously not an ordinary woman, and ordinary women's internal skills are not as bright as their eyes.
Far from being ordinary, she is also very famous, as her black face scarf has a conspicuous peach-like pink mark on it.
Except for He Rijun, who was famous in the past, who is qualified to wear such a face scarf?
He was silent for a long time, and finally walked in slowly and sat down slowly. β¦,
"Long time no see!" Or did he speak first?
Zhong Shuman said lightly: "It's been almost three years!" β
He sighed: "Time flies so fast! How have you been doing for the past two years? β
Zhong Shumann looked very calm: "It's barely okay!" What about you? β
His sigh was even heavier: "The world is unpredictable, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad, I haven't been in "Dynasty" for a year, I'm shy and poor, I went to serve dishes and wash dishes at first, but then I still can't get used to it, only I can't get used to it." β
He is also a person with feelings, this world, this rivers and lakes, this dynasty, this reality...... Too many personnel, too many results, in the end are "over".
If you also see through this, you will live a lot happier.
Zhong Schumann looked at him: "I believe it!" β
A self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips, "I know you'll believe that we're the same kind of people. β
Zhong Schumann said: "I know! β
The two are like two old friends who have been reunited for a long time, greeting each other and confiding in each other.
But if there is a third person present at this moment, I am afraid that my eyes will fall, because this ordinary man like a fisherman is the ghost who swept the world in the past, and he is Zhong Schumann's sworn enemy and old enemy.
The ghost shadow said tentatively: "You have been waiting for me here? β
Zhong Shumann said: "Because I know that you will definitely enter Beijing from here." β
The ghost shadow said in the sky: "Oh? β
Zhong Shuman replied: "It's very simple, although the places of Changzhuxi, Changkong Garden, Purple Mountain, Feiyunpu, and Lishui Qingyuan are hidden and can hide people's eyes, but these places are too stingy, and the people we are waiting for must be from the official road of the road, and those who only dare to take the small road don't need me to wait in person." β
At this moment, Zhong Schumann seemed to have regained the compelling arrogance of He Rijun in the past, and the ghost shadow couldn't help laughing loudly in the sky, and the laughter went straight to the sky, shaking the surrounding leaves and falling.
"Hahaha, that's a good point, this is the He Daxia in my mind!" The ghost shadow clapped his hands in admiration, and then his eyes stared at Zhong Shuman like a blade: "So, what are you waiting for me here?" Do you want to catch up or invite me for a drink? β
Zhong Shuman said coldly: "I just want to tell you one thing. β
"What's the matter?"
Zhong Shuman said: "Today's dynasty is no longer the dynasty we used to be, and now it is not a two-man competition, but a group of heroes. β
The ghost pondered in the sky, as if chewing on the deep meaning of her words.
After a long time, he smiled again: "But rivers and lakes are always rivers and lakes, where there are rivers and lakes, there are people, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." β
Zhong Shuman's eyes seemed to show a hint of a smile, it seems that those who understand always understand.
The ghost shadow suddenly arched his hand and said, "Thank you!" β
Zhong Shumann said: "No need! β
The ghost shadow said in the sky: "If you want to say thank you, you can't do without wine!" β
As he spoke, he took out a pot of wine from his baggage, Zhong Shuman had already prepared, and also took out a small wine glass from his baggage.
The wine glass stretched out, and it looked like it was about to pick up the wine.
But the ghost shadow's empty hand suddenly fixed in the air like a rock, and although the wine bottle was tilted, the wine just couldn't be poured out.
Zhong Schumann was not in a hurry, and her cup was also fixed in the air, neither advancing nor contracting.
The two of them were like suddenly falling into an evil spirit, turning into sculptures, neither of them was motionless, but neither of them would give in to each other.
The decisive battle on the night of the 15th has not yet arrived, but the battle between the two has actually begun.
Maybe the two of them didn't have a real fight, but now no one dares to move, just because if you move, the other party is likely to take advantage of the situation, even if the other party does not wait for the opportunity to fight back, but it may also be testing your reality. β¦,
The most feared thing about the top masters is not being able to know each other, which is not the level that players who rely on changing jobs and relying solely on equipment to dominate the game.
I don't know how long it took, Ghost Changkong tilted the wine bottle with a very gentle movement, and the wine poured into Zhong Schumann's cup like a line of jade.
It seems that this battle ghost shadow Changkong still compromised first, and Zhong Shuman had the upper hand.
"Maybe it's not a good day to drink, but I still have to salute you with this glass!" Ghost Shadow Changkong said unhurriedly, his expression was by no means like a person who had just fallen behind in a fight.
Zhong Shuman's face changed, and she already sensed that there were many people around the eight-sided slope mountain.
Obviously, the ghost shadow Changkong was one step ahead of her to realize this, and in order to avoid being taken advantage of by others, he took the initiative to retreat and take the initiative to pour wine, so this battle was still not up and down, just like the battle in the East China Sea in the past.
Zhong Schumann raised his glass: "I respect you!" β
The ghost shadow raised the bottle directly: "Do it first for respect!" β
The dry grass was shaking, and a bare head came out of it, and a pair of eyes rolled like thieves, looking indescribably cunning.
Zhong Shuman sneered: "Who am I, it turns out to be a thief white mouse." β
The white mouse looked at the two people in the long pavilion with a pair of thief eyes, and he couldn't seem to guess how the relationship between the two could become like this? These two enemies of life and death actually got together to drink, could it be that the way of the world has changed, and there are no good people?
The white mouse smiled: "It turns out that He Daxia is hiding here to drink!" β
Zhong Shuman said: "Hmph! β
The ghost shadow Changkong suddenly pondered: "I heard that Brother Bai was an underworld expert who only did big business in the Jiangnan area back then, and a large number of red goods could not run away from you, so he had the reputation of a thief." β
The white mouse arched his hand and smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare, in the eyes of the ghost hero and He Daxia, we are all small characters who can't get on the stage, how dare we compare with the prestige of the two?" β
Ghost Shadow Changkong said: "Brother Bai must not be modest, but I heard that Brother Bai stole people who should not be stolen back then, it is said that it is the goods of Jiangnan Fu'an Dart Bureau, and the head of the dart was still an NPC at that time, and the NPC invited a great god to recover the red goods......"
The white rat has laughed a little reluctantly, of course he knows that this great god is He Rijun again, He Rijun came again not only to recover the red goods from him, but also directly crippled him twice, and his whole body exploded, after that battle, his reputation in the underworld plummeted, and he couldn't receive the order for a long time, and his life was very miserable.
So he has always held a grudge against Zhong Shuman, and now that he heard the news of Gui He's re-fighting, he rushed to Jingshi more than ten days in advance.
What is he here for? Now everyone understands it.
The ghost shadow sighed in the sky: "Brother Bai is worthy of being the one who eats this bowl of rice, not only is he well-informed, but he is also the first to come to the door. β
The white mouse smiled and arched his hand: "Don't dare, don't dare, I will never dare to show ugliness in front of the ghost hero, I came here this time, but I was entrusted by someone to find He Daxia to settle some of the past, I believe that the ghost hero can understand." β
He said this very wisely, the battle of Ghost He is imminent, he came to deal with Zhong Shuman, which is undoubtedly of great benefit to the Ghost Shadow Sky, he is nothing more than reminding the Ghost Shadow Sky: You had better not interfere.
"Of course I do!" Ghost Shadow Changkong smiled and said: "People in the rivers and lakes, there is revenge, there is kindness to repay kindness, it is justified, I just said it casually." β
The white mouse smiled: "That's the best!" β
The ghost shadow changed his words and said in a deep voice: "It's just that I have to say a word before you do it." ββ¦,
The white mouse arched his hand and smiled: "Listen to the ghost hero!" β
Ghost Shadow Changkong said word by word: "There is only one word in my words, and that is - get out!" βγ οΌ
"The Emperor of the Immortal Kingdom" Author: Guanqi; Another masterpiece after "Immortality".
The world is big, but I am orthodox! Sweep the world's immortal gates with the momentum of the Celestial Empire! A strong man who cultivates the way of the emperor has descended into a world full of immortal gates, making a secular dynasty despised by cultivators, step by step to be on an equal footing with the top immortal sects. The law of the dynasty is that the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister! There is only one orthodoxy in the world, and all immortal sects are illegal organizations!
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