Zhao Longcheng glanced at the very ordinary courtyard and turned his head to look at Sikong Yulong.

Sikong Yulong said: "Go in, it's in the house." The person you're looking for, he's been waiting for you for a long time. Very powerful, Zhao Longcheng, many of the words you said before were actually right, and the person who finally suppressed and drove away the sincerity of the ten directions last night was in the room in front of him. As for why you are here, and why you have to come, just go in and find out. The change in your mind, the true identity of this person...... Many questions will have answers. ”

Zhao Longcheng slowly walked into the courtyard.

His eyes were calm, but he was still a little nervous in his heart, and he instinctively felt that the small wooden house in front of him was an attic that hid too many secrets, and any random entry and picking up a few books and flipping through them would involve a lot of secrets that could not be lived. However, at the same time, he was also eager to try it in his heart, behind the name that he had memorized once in a while, the "Ghost and God's Strategy" could suppress the Ten Directions of Immortality by force, even he Zhao Longcheng was shaking in his heart.

Once you step in, you can't go back, and you will definitely become a pawn on that person's chessboard, but at the same time, will the fate of Beimo change with your choice? Compared with an ending that survives in the yellow sand, will it be different if you are willing to become a chess piece?

Will you be able to seize a chance off the chessboard? Although he still doesn't know the purpose of the people in the house looking for himself to come here, but judging from the attitude he has shown so far, whether it is for himself or Bei Mo, there seems to be an opportunity for mediation, although in the middle of the hundreds of years of grievances between Bei Mo and Qi Yang, there are some foolish dreams, but if things really develop to the point that the entire Zhongzhou is facing a situation of war, nothing is impossible.

Zhao Longcheng's heart swelled with infinite reverie. He suddenly realized a problem, and then the fear in his heart slowly grew like weeds.

Regarding the previous siege of Sikong Yulong in front of Xiangyang Pass, there is a premise, that is, Zhao Longcheng knew in advance that Sikong Yulong would appear in Xiangyang Pass, and Sikong Yue was not there, and he also needed to grasp Sikong Yulong's mentality, and estimate the troop deployment of Xiangyang Pass and the command and dispatch of Shen Kuo and Hong Chengchou...... In short, it is an extremely troublesome matter. Although Zhao Longcheng was confident that he would be safe under the protection of Heyongshan when Sikong Yue was away, he could not be sure of this siege.

In the end, it was decided to carry on this uncertain siege, completely out of Zhao Longcheng's own curiosity and selfishness.

And the earliest opportunity for this siege was that after Zhao Longcheng and He Yongshan came to Huxu Town, they accidentally discovered a spy stronghold ambushed here in Xiangyang. At that time, in Huxu Town, He Yongshan single-handedly killed only one person in that stronghold, and finally under the influence of torture and drugs, they learned the itinerary of Sikong Yulong, the major general of Xiangyang, and some information about Xiangyang.

Now that I think about it, it seems that everything was a little too coincidental at the time. If all this arrangement is to allow himself to come to Xunyang and come to the hut where he is now, then the previous incident in Huxu Town and the later killing of Xiangyang Pass are actually aimed at himself? has been planned, calculated, and grasped by the mind, is he Zhao Longcheng?

Thinking of this, Zhao Longcheng only felt like falling into an ice cave, he was already on the chessboard, but he didn't know it. So what is the purpose of the person in the room now talking to his own chess piece, is it another deeper, longer-term calculation?

Zhao Longcheng's hands clenched tightly in his sleeves. After a long time, the boy let out a sigh of relief and pushed open the old wooden door. After a creaky slam of the door, he heard an old greeting.

"Welcome, Zhao Longcheng."

The old man sat at a table with a wine gourd, and did not look at himself.

Zhao Longcheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you Gu Qianqiu?" I've seen your name like that in an ancient book, I don't know if it's ......"

The old man interrupted: "You mean that line of cursive left by Yan Mingtai, you really dare, I obviously warned everyone not to leave anything about me...... Yes, I am the Gu Qianqiu you know. Sit down first, I'm very optimistic about you, originally in the original plan, hundreds of thousands of people in the Northern Desert would not be able to turn over in the next three hundred years, but now that you are here, you can sit opposite me safely, maybe this ending will be different. ”

Zhao Longcheng sat down slowly, and at this moment he sat down with the idea in his heart, the person in front of him was the person he was looking for. Because the ancient book he once read was Yan Mingtai's last book before his death. And Yan Mingtai is actually a scholar who defected to the Northern Desert by Qi Yang, and served as the emperor of the Northern Desert for seven years after writing books in the Northern Desert for decades.

He stared at the old man in front of him, only to see him silently take a sip of wine, and then throw the empty wine jug at his feet.

The old man glanced at Zhao Longcheng opposite, and his eyes were very good. Who was the last person to sit there with such a vicious look in his eyes?

Gu Qianqiu's thoughts drifted away and pulled back, he looked at Zhao Longcheng, his eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it next, about you Zhao Longcheng, your father Zhao Kongyan, and the hundreds of thousands of sinners in the Northern Desert, what kind of road should be taken next." ”

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After Sikong Yulong entered the house in Zhao Longcheng, he walked out of the alley alone.

When I came to the mouth of the alley, I happened to meet Lao Bai, the wine seller who happened to rush back to the wine shop.

Sikong Yulong walked into the wine-scented wine shop and sat down, and glanced at the four walls of the house. In addition to the stove in front, there were a few broken tables and bamboo stools, and then a roll of curtains separated the inner and outer rooms. Sikong Yulong glanced at the dimly lit inner room, imagining that there was a young man who had been lying in the desk before, scratching his head to do some work that would keep losing his hair.

Lao Bai glanced at Sikong Yulong and asked casually, "Did you bring Zhao Longcheng to see Mr. Gu?" ”

Sikong Yulong snorted and said, "Just went in." Speaking of which, although it was the master who asked me to bring Zhao Longcheng here to meet him, to be honest, I really didn't feel that I had made any effort, it seemed that everything was arranged, and I just followed. Zhao Longcheng also seemed to be aware that he could besiege and kill me in front of Xiangyang Pass, which was a pre-arranged bureau. But how could I not be so? Xiangyang Xunyang, that is, just follow the situation, the only difference is that I am an insider. ”

Lao Bai nodded and said, "This doesn't feel very good. ”

Sikong Yulong continued: "And what I'm thinking about now is that Zhao Longcheng doesn't know where he heard about the three words Gu Qianqiu, is it also in Master's calculations, if this is the case, this is not just a plan for decades, it's terrible to think about." Such a person is my master, and sometimes I can't believe it myself. ”

Lao Bai grinned with a toothless mouth and said with a smile: "Think about it from another angle, wouldn't it just show that you are not ordinary, what young people learn is not good, and they are vain in learning." ”

Sikong Yulong said: "It's still your old white relief. ”

"That's it."

Lao Bai said: "Listen to Lao Bai's words, if you are an enemy with him, Mr. Gu is very terrible." But the people around Mr. Gu don't have to be too trembling, in the end, he is just a soul who has been lonely for too long, and it is lucky that someone really enters his eyes, whether it is for you or for him. Not thinking too much is the most thinking, even if it is really a piece on the chessboard? Lao Bai, I am on the chessboard, and I have lived for so many years. ”

Sikong Yulong looked at the busy old Bai. Once, like Gu Nanfeng and Su Tiantian, he only felt that this was an ordinary wine shop owner, at the mouth of the alley of Qingteng Lane, he kept the dilapidated shop year after year, and then maybe one day, there would be no strong smell of wine here.

It wasn't until one day that Gu Qianqiu let himself take the initiative to connect with Lao Bai, and Sikong Yulong at that time knew that this old man named Lao Bai had been looking so old for I don't know how many years, and it was possible that when he grew old like this, Lao Bai would still look like he was going to die.

Then he accidentally leaked the news to Su Tiantian once. At that time, Sikong Yulong kept an eye on it, so Gu Nanfeng never knew Lao Bai's true identity, he could naturally hook up with the old man in this wine shop and call him a brother, or he could brag and fart with this old man, and he opened his mouth to say that he was immortal.

So after Sikong Yulong knew that Gu Nanfeng had entered the Lou ship, he was a little worried, worried that he would not be tortured by the frantic Lao Bai. Later, I met Gu Nan a few times, and although he looked a little exhausted, he seemed to be in good spirits.

Thinking of Gu Nanfeng, Sikong Yulong casually asked why he didn't see his figure.

Lao Bai grinned and said: "I should be with the gang of Assassin Mountain Hall now, I really don't have the strength to see, others need you an outsider to send it, isn't this the scene of robbing Su Tiantian's little guy?" ”

Sikong Yulong also laughed, he was indeed an eyeless person.

Lao Bai said: "It's better to come back to work quickly, this kid has a lot of things, where is there this kind of rest time, it's really not his own mess in the end." ”

The matter of the building ship is indeed many and complicated.

Sikong Yulong thought for a long time, hesitated, and said, "About my master and Lou Chuan......"

Lao Bai cast an interesting gaze and interrupted: "Do you want to ask these two parties, is it Mr. Gu who binds Lou Chuan, or Lou Chuan who binds Mr. Gu?" ”

Sikong Yulong nodded.

"You can rest assured of this, he is your master, it is Gu Qianqiu, he will not be bound by anything."