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The chessboard of heaven and earth is condensed in front, and the black and white are the source.

But Wang Ming is coming to the extreme east region of the world at this moment, helpless and alone, traveling around hundreds of homes just for a common man, carrying a flat basket with salted fish on his shoulders, wandering all day long as entertainment.

On this day, just arrived at an ancient and simple giant city, the heaven and earth are rising from the battlefield of the solemn atmosphere, a blood-colored battle flag silently floated on the city wall, but it is telling an inexplicable sad atmosphere, and there is a sad sigh inside: "The way of the soldiers, only the only way to fight, the strategy to attack, the law of the army, after all, is just a battle to kill, the measure of the robbery has risen to the soldiers, but my friends will leave, sad!" Alack! ”

The words were sad and inexplicable, and under the battle flag on the city wall, there was suddenly a figure dressed in a gray robe, with a beard hanging down his lips and beard, a black beard hanging down his neck, his hands folded in front of his chest, and he looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "Zixu, is this really the case?" ”

The gray-clothed figure asked in a low voice, and beside him was also a white-haired old man, holding a bronze sword lightly in his left hand, and his thin palm stroked the edge seal of the sword body, looking at the cross engraved on it, even if he had already obtained it, he couldn't help but tremble and stiffen, and then smiled freely, and said calmly: "Since King Wu listened to the rumors and said that I conspired to rely on the Qi State to oppose Wu, why did my Wu Zixu exist again!" It's a pity that Wu Guo will die of old age and have no face to meet Gongzi Guang (Wu Wang Lu)! ”

"It's not your fault, it's my Sun Wu's fault!"

"No, you're not wrong, it's just that the king is arrogant and extravagant!"

Wu Zixu denied it solemnly, his fingers stroked the inscription of the bronze sword, and sighed to himself: "Attack Wu Wangfucha, use it for its own purpose." The king even gave the sword of Zhenguo to Zixu, and its intention is never related to it, but from me! ”

"Do you regret it?"

"Haha! Ha ha! When Wu Zixufu heard this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, the old tears of laughter were wrinkled and folded, the teeth of aging and missing teeth were open, and he said calmly: "I have regrets!" Will there be regrets? I only have hatred and resentment in my heart, I hate the heart of forbearance, I hate the arrogant and extravagant thoughts of the husband, and I hate the Wu country when it should be prosperous, but I lost a saint and tens of millions of soldiers! ”

Sun Wu's face was unwavering, and he was not surprised that his old friend knew his thoughts, but he slowly lowered his arms with his sleeves closed, stroked the soldier's battle flag with his palm, and whispered: "I became a Taoist in Wu, and the army was trained in Wu, but my military path is in this world, you have left, and I am a part!" ”

"Don't change it?"

"Don't change!"

"Haha~!" After getting the answer, Wu Zixu laughed out loud again, and also put away the persuasion in his heart, and put the sword in his hand calmly on his neck, and said with a leisurely sigh: "It's okay to go!" It's good to go! If you leave, you don't have to face the destruction of the Wu Kingdom, and you don't have to face the discomfort of the disappearance of the country that we have guarded all our lives! Let's go, okay! ”

Wu Zixu was full of emotion, blood slowly poured out from his neck, and he suddenly stopped, and turned his eyes to say: "Changqing, after I leave, please take care of the people of Wu Kingdom!" Don't let them get too tough! ”

Sun Wu nodded silently, glanced at his old friend, but slowly held the soldier's battle flag, and as it slowly shattered into nothingness, a low voice came out: "Confucianism is righteous, Taoism is positive, Legalism is the rules, famous arguments, Mojia bows, farmers rest the people, vertical and horizontal calculations, yin and yang study the sky, miscellaneous knowledge, novels." Each family has its own way, and the way of fighting is the foundation of my soldiers! If you don't fight for the people, you don't fight the people, and those who don't obey will be abandoned by the soldiers! ”

"Boom~"

The last sound was first transmitted in the air, between heaven and earth is to condense a book of blood, Sun Tzu's art of war flashes four words to attack and fight, as long as the people who cultivate the army and practice martial arts all see it thoroughly, and it is also to understand the change of the military law inside, from now on if there is a military violation, it will be abandoned by the soldiers, the army will not form an army, the formation will not be formed, and the soldiers will be difficult to defend themselves.

"Poof~"

Sun Tzu's Art of War stood in the world, Sun Wu suddenly heard the sound of water rushing, Wu Zixu's neck red blood sprayed in the air, the blood of Wen Dao Confucianism did not flow a trace, only his eyes turned into milky white, and instantly came out of his eyes and became more than ten meters of giant eyes engraved on the city gate, peacefully inlaid in it.

And Wu Zixu, whose face was empty in blood and his breath was rapidly weakening, suddenly let out a loud shout: "Fucha, you listen to slander and give me Wu Zixu death!" I, Wu Zixu, leave my eyes on the city gate today, and I want to watch the destruction of the Wu Kingdom. Let me see it with my own eyes, which makes me tired, no resentment, only the heartbroken Wu Guo! Perdition! ”

The last cry was extremely sad, but it still carried the last admonition, the last expectation, this is the begging that Wu Zixu would not want to see even if he died in his life!

"Shen Xu!" Wu Zixu shouted loudly and shook over the ancient city on the border of Wu State, and suddenly called out in the palace hall of Wu State thousands of miles away, a middle-aged man in his forties who was drunk and disheveled in hair hobbled out of the dragon pillar of the main hall, tears were muddy and shaking, his red cheeks trembled and he said hoarsely: "Father Shen, I am sorry for you!" I'm sorry for you! Yes! ”

Wu Wangfu was almost at the palace and shouted, but at this time, at the location of the ancient city gate on the border of Wu, there was a sudden cry of selling: "Sell fish, sell fish!" 100-year-old salted fish, fresh salted fish! Salted fish in the east, west, north and south seas, does anyone buy it? ”

"Huh~?" Sun Wufu, who was about to pick up Wu Zixu's body, heard the sound, his face couldn't help but stagnate, and he looked down at the figure wearing a hat and sackcloth under the city tower, his eyes flashed with a deep light, and he suddenly picked up his old friend and jumped down, and before he landed, he asked urgently: "Sir, how do you sell salted fish?" ”

"Alas!" The fish seller looked at Sun Wu who fell from the sky and exclaimed, his steps instinctively took a step backwards, that is, he shook the bamboo basket with a flat pole, and asked happily: "Do you want to buy fish?" ”

"It's down there!" Sun Wu responded respectfully, but he was still shocked by the fisherman who came to the front at some point, looked at his fishy sweating appearance, and asked again: "This gentleman, I don't know how you sell this fish?" ”

Sun Wu asked, but the originally happy fisherman shook his head, wiped his sweat with his palms and waved his hands tiredly: "Well, you can't buy my fish!" Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to sell one for so long! ”

"Oh?" Sun Wu looked at each other suspiciously, slowly put his old friend on his back, and asked respectfully: "This gentleman, why can't Changqing buy this salted fish!" ”

"My salted fish does not sell demons and immortals, does not sell ghosts, Buddhas, civil and martial arts, and does not sell anyone who meets each other!"

Listening to the fisherman's indifferent words, Sun Wu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked with a smile: "Sir, you have finished talking about the creatures of heaven and earth, so who can buy your hundred-year-old fresh salted fish?" ”

"I don't sell when I see each other in life, and I look at my heart when I see it in life! It all depends on my mood!"

The fisherman responded with a smile, and then smacked his lips and said, "But I'm really in a boring mood today, the sun is so hot!" ”

As he spoke, the fisherman reached out again to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and the top of his head was also instantly shrouded in a shadow, and the blood-colored battle flag covered the sky for hundreds of miles, Sun Wu asked again: "Sir, how are you now?" ”

"Well, it's barely better!" The fisherman shook the sweat in his hand and whispered, his eyes suddenly paused, and he said curiously: "Behind you is a dead man, right?" ”

Sun Wu couldn't help but take a deep breath when he heard this, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and replied in a low voice: "My old friend is also my benefactor, but because my mind is too stubborn, it is already reincarnated!" ”

"Yes, yes!" As soon as Sun Wu's words fell, the fisherman just clapped his hands again and again, if people saw it, they thought that the two had a deep hatred, and he was unconscious, so he put down the fish basket on his shoulder, came to Wu Zixu's corpse to observe, nodded and praised a few words from time to time, and only clapped his hands until the middle of the day: "My salted fish only sells lifeless things, he is now a dead man, just enough to buy my salted fish, quickly call him up, buy my fish!" ”

"This ......"

Sun Wu frowned and didn't know how to speak, feeling the blood soaked on his back, he smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, my old friend has passed away, how can I buy your fish?" ”

"yes!"

The fisherman agreed, turned around and bent down to put the fish basket on his shoulder again, and walked away and sighed helplessly: "Alas, I finally met a person who can buy fish, but I can't buy it, it seems that my fish is still to be put for hundreds of years!" ”

"Sir, stay here!!"

Sun Wu eagerly chased after the fisherman who was about to leave, and under his puzzled gaze, he said in a sincere tone: "Sir, Zixu can't buy your fish, can you let me buy it on my behalf!" ”

"Huh? It's a good idea! ”

The fisherman nodded thoughtfully, and without waiting for Sun Wu to speak, he stretched out his hand and asked, "Are you sure you want to buy my fish on your behalf?" If you buy it on your behalf, the price is very expensive, very, very expensive! ”