Listening to Kim Sang-hwan's words, Park Hae-bong smiled and dropped the knife.

With a pop, the blood pressure rushed Kim Sang-hwan's head into the air, and the cavity fell directly to the ground.

Park Haifeng threw the knife, covered his nose with his hand, and waved his hand.

Two soldiers rushed from below, carried Kim Sang-hwan's body away, and were about to throw it.

Seeing this, Sui Zhu hooked his hand at the officials outside the carriage.

The official walked up quickly, raised his head, and asked Suizhu, "Your Highness, what do you command?" ”

Suizhu whispered a few words, and the official looked surprised, turned around and quickened his pace, and chased after Pu Haifeng.

When Wang Xiaolai saw this, he was a little puzzled and asked Suizhu what he was doing just now.

Suizhu smiled: "It's nothing, I just think that Kim Sang-hwan is willing to die for Li Zhengxian, and it's not easy, so I just let the two of them be buried together, how about Xiao Laizi, am I very kind?" ”

I don't know why, when Wang Xiaolai listened to Suizhu's words, he couldn't help but feel a stirring all over his body.

He looked up at Suizhu again, although Suizhu was smiling on his face, but he didn't know why, Wang Xiaolai recalled that he met Suizhu for the first time half a year ago.

At that time, Suizhu was about to escape from the palace, and after meeting himself, the two were entangled and scuffled together.

But now Suizhu, talking and laughing and killing people, is as simple as eating.

Wang Xiaolai didn't know if the environment changed Suizhu's character, or if it was the environment that changed her state of mind.

In short, Suizhu became a little strange to Wang Xiaolai, and this feeling made Wang Xiaolai a lot more restrained.

"Little Laizi, what do you want?" Suizhu asked.

Wang Xiaolai came back to his senses: "No, no. ”

As he spoke, the convoy began to move again.

···

There was a fleet of sailing ships to Silla, nearly a thousand large ships, and each ship was full of people.

At the bow of the boat, there was a weak scholar, who was Bai Wenle, who had promised to serve Wang Xiaolai earlier and was let go by Wang Xiaolai.

Looking at the sea view, Bai Wenle remembered what Wang Xiaolai said when he let him go; "The pirate leaders on this sea are all dead, and now the East China Sea is in chaos, if you want to prove yourself, go and unify these pirates. In that case, I will have more weight when I speak to you before Your Majesty. ”

Whenever he thinks of this sentence, Bai Wenle can't help but be motivated.

He used to be a man who was lifted, and he often regarded himself as a disciple of a saint, but how could a disciple of a saint be willing to fall and become a thief?

In Bai Wenle's heart, in fact, more than anyone else, he wanted to leave the circle of pirates, return to the temple, and devote himself to the Suiyang court.

Just when he was most confused and helpless, Wang Xiaolai pointed out a clear path for him.

Therefore, Bai Wenle agreed without hesitation.

A few days ago, Bai Wenle received a letter from Wang Xiaolai, and after reading the contents of the letter, Bai Wenle didn't say a word, so he took the nearly 20,000 pirates he had collected these days to sort out and surrender, and went to the direction of Silla.

"Don't worry, my lord, I won't let you down."

Bai Wenle said excitedly.

···

The tomb of the Silla kings was built on Mt. Crouching Tiger, about 10 miles outside of Geumseong, and it is said that it is a strange mountain that existed hundreds of years ago.

Wang Xiaolai sat in the carriage and watched, looking left and right, looking like a country bun had entered the city.

Anyway, they have already left Jincheng at this time, and they don't have to care about the gossip of the people.

Suizhu also found a comfortable position to lie in the carriage, and when she saw Wang Xiaolai's appearance, she couldn't help but smile: "Okay, you're enough, don't look at it." ”

Wang Xiaolai listened, then shrunk back, stretched out his hand and pointed to the Crouching Tiger Mountain, and asked Suizhu: "Suizhu, do you think that this Crouching Tiger Mountain is a little familiar?" ”

Suizhu was stunned: "Familiar? yes, why can't I see it? Have you ever been to Silla? ”

Wang Xiaolai shook his head and smacked his lips: "No, but I don't know why, when I first saw the mountain, I felt as if I had seen it somewhere, the same scene, the same place." ”

Suizhu looked at Wang Xiaolai: "You shouldn't be dreaming, right?" ”

"I don't know, maybe I've been here in a dream." Wang Xiaolai said.

Suizhu sneered: "Okay, don't talk about it, you've arrived at the place, it's time to come down." ”

When Suizhu said this, he had already walked out of the carriage, and when Wang Xiaolai saw this, he stretched out his hand to help Suizhu, and the two got out of the carriage together.

When he was about to come down, Wang Xiaolai only cared about Crouching Tiger Mountain, didn't pay attention to the soles of his feet, plopped, and fell directly from the car, and it was the kind where his face hit the ground first.

At that time, the loud noise scared Suizhu fiercely.

Panicked, Suizhu hurriedly asked Wang Xiaolai what was wrong.

"Shhhhh

Wang Xiaolai suddenly said mysteriously.

Suizhu was stunned when she heard this.

I saw that half of Wang Xiaolai's head was on the ground, almost lying on his side on the ground, to see Crouching Tiger Mountain not far away.

"Damn, I said why is it so familiar, it turns out that this is the case!" Wang Xiaolai suddenly shouted.

Suizhu was still a little stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

"Old Shen!"

Wang Xiaolai jumped up from the ground and shouted, ignoring the blood stains that fell out of his face.

Shen Xiping, who was accompanying him, trotted to him, and the stick hammer on his waist hit the armor on his body, making a sound of gold and stone ringing.

When he arrived, Shen Xiping wiped the sweat on his face: "My lord, what are your orders?" ”

Wang Xiaolai said: "Go and find me a piece of paper." ”

"Are you addicted to smoking again?" Shen Xiping looked Wang Xiaolai up and down, and suddenly asked.

Wang Xiaolai said: "No, you bring it quickly, I have a use, and I need a pen." ”

Seeing Wang Xiaolai say this, Shen Xiping had no choice but to listen and turn around.

Suizhu looked at Wang Xiaolai curiously: "What are you going to do?" ”

Wang Xiaolai shook his head: "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

While talking, Shen Xiping brought the pen and paper.

Spread out the paper and knelt on the ground, Wang Xiaolai picked up a pen and drew on it.

Suizhu took a handkerchief and looked curiously while wiping the blood on Wang Xiaolai's face.

After watching it for a long time, Sui Zhu hissed: "Are you painting Crouching Tiger Mountain?" ”

Wang Xiaolai didn't raise his head: "Hmm." ”

Suizhu smiled at the time: "Xiao Laizi, you listen to my advice, you are really not suitable for painting." ”

Shen Xiping next to him thought it was quite interesting: "I think it's quite similar." ”

Suizhu was speechless when she heard this, beckoned to several officials, pointed to Wang Xiaolai's painting and asked, "Everyone come and see, does this look like Crouching Tiger Mountain?" ”

Those officials smiled when they saw Wang Xiaolai's painting, and waved their hands to say that it was not like it.

When Wang Xiaolai heard this, he said in his heart that you know a little.

After a while, Crouching Tiger Mountain took shape under Wang Xiaolai's pen, and when Sui Zhu saw it, it was another blow, and then beckoned: "Shen Xiping, you can play here with Xiao Laizi first, I have to go and solve today's matter." ”

After speaking, Suizhu led a group of officials and left.

Shen Xiping held his thigh and looked at Wang Xiaolai: "My lord, your painting is a little crooked, not like it." ”

Wang Xiaolai also asked, "Where?" ”

"That's it."

"Uh-oh."

The ghost knows how Shen Xiping sees the ghost-like thing on the paper, and he can still put forward his opinion.

Taking the drawn paper off his leg and resting it on the ground, Wang Xiaolai said to Shen Xiping: "Is there any paper?" ”

Shen Xiping slapped his face, ran away, and brought back a piece of paper.

"Here you go, sir."

Then Wang Xiaolai took the pen again and drew on the blank paper.

After about a quarter of an hour's effort, Wang Xiaolai stopped painting, and closed his eyes from time to time to think.

When the painting was completed, Wang Xiaolai dropped his pen: "It's done." ”

Shen Xiping was stunned, he didn't see what this painting looked like.

"My lord, what is this?" Shen Xiping asked.

Wang Xiaolai said: "Mountain." ”

"Mountain? What mountain? ”

Wang Xiaolai turned the painting of Crouching Tiger Mountain 90 degrees counterclockwise, and turned the second painting 90 degrees clockwise, and then the two paintings were pieced together, and replied: "Feilong Mountain." ”

Shen Xiping: "??? What's that? ”

Wang Xiaolai didn't have the time to answer Shen Xiping, because all his attention was on the painting at this time.

A pair of Flying Dragon Mountain, a pair of Crouching Tiger Mountain, the two paintings are pieced together, those mountains and boulders overlap, it is a few Chinese characters that are pieced together, like a knife and an axe.

"Those who see the dragon and tiger are destined for me, please go into the mountains alone."