A horse-drawn carriage set off from the front of the Qilin Tower, went west out of the city gate, and traveled for a long time until it reached a hidden mountain pass, which was close to dusk.

Parking in a wooded area is convenient for the horses to rest and eat.

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and recuperated, and the voice of the coachman Wei Chi Hyun outside the carriage sounded.

"Master, someone is coming."

The old man stepped out of the carriage and looked at the person, only to see that this person was wearing an iron gray mask, and his face was not visible.

The old man looked at this person and said, "Is this the style of Lou Chuan?" What a high-profile gesture I thought it would be, and who would want to be so unsightly? ”

The man covered with the iron gray mask came out with a golden stone voice that did not look like a human voice, which was very strange, but it fell on the ears very clearly, "Who knows? The people above probably thought about a lot of things, but they wouldn't tell us. You don't have to provoke me, I'm just a handyman of the lowest rank, doing things that anyone can do, such as taking you to the conference now. And we are not the only ones who wear this mask, after all, you are not the only one who is invited this time, and there must be many people who don't want others to see their faces. The people above told us that we had more here if you needed it. ”

He took out two iron-gray masks from his sleeves and spread them out on the palms of his hands, "It also said that you can bring a servant to this meeting." ”

The old man looked at the calmness of the person in front of him, and nodded silently, it seems that it is meaningless to embarrass the person in front of him, the tightness and whirlpool of the organization of the building boat are not ordinary treacherous, and he may have fallen into the hands of the other party if he is in a hurry.

But now that it has taken the initiative to reveal the tip of the iceberg to itself, it means that it is not a terrifying existence that can settle everything on its own, and the old man firmly believes that one day he will be able to see it clearly.

"Then take him with you."

The old man pointed at Wei Chi-hyun, then took the two masks and handed one to the groom.

Walking to the side of the carriage, the old man gently tapped on the outer wall of the carriage, and then pointed down.

The man in the building boat covered with iron gray masks looked at him and didn't say much.

The old man instructed his subordinates not to act rashly.

The shrimp toad dives, and the water rises and sinks.

The two masked men followed the masked attendant through many winding paths, and finally came to a sparsely planted, mountain-topped valley, where a huge stone gate appeared in front of them, embedded in the undulating mountains like a dragon's back. The old man glanced at the western sky, the sun was setting, and it was already dusk.

The waiter looked at the huge stone gate in front of him, which was almost two adults high, and said with emotion: "This is an extremely secret residence, but I heard that it has not been used for a hundred years. The old men are really generous, and the first time in this hundred years is probably the last time. ”

The stone door had already opened, and he stood at a distance and looked at the two of them, and a strange voice like a golden stone came, "Bring the two of you here, my task will be completed, and then the two of you need to move forward on their own, and people like us are not qualified to enter." ”

He paused, then said, "When you get inside, there will be other people to meet you." ”

The sun was sinking more and more, and the old man looked at the servant in the distance, and then at the horseman in front of him.

Yu Chi-hyun said, "Master, please follow me", and took the lead in entering the Shimen Cave.

Before the last ray of light of the sunset fell, this old man who seemed to be entangled with the Qiyang royal family, the speaker who was invited by Lou Chuan to come to Xunyang, and the planner who had been planning behind the scenes for a long time, finally walked to the front of the stage and walked into the shadows on the other side of the stone gate.

The stone door slowly closed, and the waiter who was standing in the distance covered with an iron gray mask clapped his palms, and after standing in place for a while, he disappeared here with a few ups and downs.

Elsewhere, someone was waiting for him.

When they came to the top of a hill, there was a young man who was waiting here in boredom, and the young man who had come out of the idle bird pulled some dry thatch here and there, lit a fire, and then squatted by the fire and roasted it. He said to himself while roasting the fire: "The ghost weather of the late autumn morning and evening is cold, what kind of sin did I create to be able to freeze with you Lao Bai in this broken valley, it's not worth it, it's not worth it, fortunately, I'm smart, dry grass is sparkling, and it happens to be hot in front of me." Lao Bai's slimming board, a few taels of cold wind into the bones, it is estimated that it will be in the soil immediately. ”

The masked man who happened to come here heard these rebellious words, and he suddenly became angry, he kicked the young man Gu Nanfeng's ass, and scolded with a smile: "Lao Tzu is busy before and after, you kid is resting and roasting the fire here, what is there to complain about?" ”

Gu Nanfeng hurriedly put on a smiling face, and said with a smile: "How can you do it, isn't this nonsense, Uncle Bai, your body is very tough, I think it will definitely not be a big problem to live for another ten or eight years, I am not complaining." ”

Gu Nanfeng cleverly brought a bundle of dry thatch over and put it beside him, patted it twice, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, you sit, so you can rest and rest." ”

The waiter took off his mask, revealing his weather-beaten old face, the perennial face in the wine shop in Qingteng Lane. He sat down on the bundle of dry thatch and stretched out his hands close to the fire in front of him.

Lao Bai, who regained his original voice, grinned and said, "Roast the fire for a while, this body is warmer." ”

Gu Nanfeng smiled: "It's not a problem." ”

In the late autumn morning, the evening is cold, and in the quiet valley, the two of them report to the group to keep warm.

Gu Nanfeng also picked up many people who came to participate in this meeting earlier and guided them to the designated place, but the few people he went to pick up did not have as many twists and turns as Lao Bai compared to the distance, so they completed much earlier than the old man.

But when Gu Nanfeng went to pick up those people, even if he had the dossier of Lou Chuan in advance, he was still taken aback, those famous people from all over the world, those names that are rarely mentioned in the official history and are full of wind and clouds in the wild history, and even many people who only know a rough idea and can only know by turning out the old yellow calendar, as if they have come out of a book and from history......

The bright and dark threads hidden behind them are entangled and intricate. Plus they will have a thousand future directions because of this conversation.

It's so hard to be afraid of, unwilling to, and unable to think.

What is a whirlpool? I can't see the end.

What is fear? Can't guess the edge.

So what about the building ship that is planning this?

And the old gentleman who stirred up the storm behind the scenes?

Gu Nanfeng was roasting on the fire, absent-minded, and felt powerless in his heart for the first time.

The young man looked at the fire in front of him, a gust of wind blew, he shivered, looked at the old man with calm eyes, and asked, "Lao Bai, what is the plan of the ship?" I met a lot of people during the day, and I realized how ridiculous it was to sit in a well and watch the sky, but when I actually jumped out of the well, it was too unreal. I have only just come into contact with the tip of the iceberg of the building ship, but I really feel that he has the ability to subvert the future, but why is such a building ship willing to choose our group of people? Or are we just a few pieces on a chessboard at the end of the day? ”

Lao Bai turned his head to look at the young man, and asked with a smile, "Scared?" ”

Gu Nanfeng didn't know whether to nod or shake his head for a while.

"The chess player may be used as a chess piece by a more intelligent person, and correspondingly, the chess piece may also break out of the player's control and jump out of the chessboard. If you want your destiny not to be swept away by the tide of this world, you have to break free from the shackles of the chess game, become a fallen person, and firmly grasp your destiny in your own hands. ”

Lao Bai fiddled with the fire in front of him a little, making it hot again, and then said softly: "Nanfeng, instead of asking me, why don't you ask yourself?" I know you've always wanted to help Sikong Jade Dragon gain a foothold in this troubled world, but it doesn't necessarily conflict with your own ambitions. So why not give it a try? Lou ship, just an organization, there must be a person to talk to, wait until the day when you can stand alone in the bow of the storm, in order to really change from a chess piece at the mercy of others to a chess player who plays the world, and then you should have your own answer. ”

Lao Bai looked at Gu Nanfeng and grinned: "Don't forget to take my old man by the time." ”

Gu Nanfeng was silent for a long time, and also grinned, "When that time comes, if you don't die by luck, let's talk about it." ”

The old man was about to give this stinky boy a kick again, and Gu Nanfeng hurriedly smiled.

"It's time for you to go back to Xunyang."

Lao Bai stood up and put out the fire in front of him with a few feet.

This old man who thinks he has lived for a long time has actually been adrift for too many years, and he has been looking down on life and death, but he rarely has any real emotions, and he has been like this since he was very young, and even more so after taking over the organization of Lou Chuan. In the years that he has followed Gu Qianqiu, he only has a dry heart that does not wave, and a pair of old and immortal skins.

But in front of the shabby wine shop, I met a young man who didn't know whether to live or die, he liked to steal some wine in his wine shop, liked to move a small bench to listen to his own big words, liked to hook up with his neck, one old white at a time. He himself is even more violent.

So during the years that the old man was in the tavern shop, he was actually looking forward to seeing this little guy a few more times.

Living too long is not necessarily a good thing.

Yellow curls and green lights, dry heart and white hair, it is rare for the old people to see the old people.

"Shifang Jucheng has entered the city, and the gang hiding behind must have made some moves tonight, and it is destined to be a sleepless night. It's time for you to go back to Xunyang, go and coordinate everything, I'll leave it to you. ”

Lao Bai put a hand on Gu Nanfeng's head, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, behind you, it's the old man and me." ”

Gu Nanfeng turned his head to take a look, and found that the old man's eyes were extremely serious.

"Let's go."

Lao Bai handed the iron-gray mask to Gu Nanfeng, and he took out a golden mask from his arms, "I should also preside over this meeting." The war began, and there was no end to it. ”

In the empty valley, the two left one after another, and Gu Nanfeng found the carriage arranged in advance and rushed back to Xunyang by car.

Lao Bai stood on the top of the hill, waited until he couldn't see the figure of the carriage, covered his face with a golden mask, and left step by step. His destination is the conference hall in the mountains at his feet, where many dark lines that have been buried for many years will be provoked one by one, many chess pieces will be reactivated, and even some originally wavering forces will be forced to officially stand in line. As he said earlier, this is indeed a war.

Presumably, their enemies have already begun to deal with it.

The bright moon is like a jade plate, and the clear light is as cold as a sword.