"That kid shouldn't have been involved in this. It's our ......" Yu Wenxuan slowly withdrew his gaze that had been looking into the distance, turned around, looked at Ye Tingcheng with his back to him, and said with guilt.

Ye Tingcheng was still vigorously gathering that snowball, in the eyes of ordinary people, even ordinary children, the snowball was just a very ordinary thing, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was effortless. But in Ye Chengcheng's hands, that snowball was pinched hard by him for so long, but it didn't seem to have achieved great success. Until now, the snowball has not been pinched into a standard round ball, and Ye Tingcheng is still working hard. On his forehead, there were also fine beads of sweat.

Hearing Yu Wenxuan's words, he still didn't look back, he was still pinching this extremely difficult snowball with all his strength in his hand, and on the other hand, he still said to Yu Wenxuan: "That's his own choice, isn't it? Although it may be a little reluctant to say this, the fact is that it is he himself who has chosen to put himself in such a position as anti-theft." Aren't you, and me, the same?"

"That child, in his life, has already experienced too much love suffering. Now, he has an even greater ordeal ahead of him. ...... today" Yu Wenxuan lowered his head slightly, and did not question what Ye Tingcheng said just now, but his tone revealed a stronger guilt.

Ye Tingcheng didn't answer anything immediately, he was still working the half-finished snowball in his hand, and after a while, he finally finished the little snowball that had used more than ten times the time and energy of ordinary people.

Finally finished, Ye Qingcheng looked at the round snowball in his hand that was still a little irregular with satisfaction, and then, with a flick of his hand, the snowball ran out.

The snowball flew straight into the distance, and it didn't take long for it to hit the branch of a large tree. With a "peng", the snowball smashed right in the center of the tree trunk, and the snowball that had just been completed not long ago was suddenly blown into debris, and the snow chips flew everywhere and scattered all around, only on the point of the trunk that was hit by the snowball, there was an extra snow-white mark.

"General Yuwen, have you forgotten what you once said to me?" Looking at the snowball that had been completed with great effort, it was suddenly blown into pieces, but Ye Qingcheng's face did not show any regret, but turned around, with a hint of unfinished expression, and said slowly to Yuwenxuan.

"Your Highness means ......" How could Yu Wenxuan remember that he had said those words, so he had to look at Ye Tingcheng, who was still below, and hesitated.

"Once you've chosen a goal, don't look back. Ye Tingcheng said very slowly. Her eyes burned like flames, and she looked at Yu Wenxuan, who was still bowing her head.

Facing Ye Qingcheng's scorching gaze, Yu Wenxuan didn't have any answer, just lowered his head and continued to be silent.

This sentence is what Ijiangjun said when I met for the first time. This sentence has always been remembered by me!" Ye Tingcheng laughed, and continued to say in a bottleneck tone like gossiping with someone, "General, since you have made your choice, you have to believe in yourself. At the same time, believe in the person you choose. You chose him, and he chose you. This choice belongs to both of you. What he can gain and lose when he can go that far can only be borne by him alone. And you and I, what we gain and what we lose, can only be borne by the two of us alone. ”

Yu Xuan still maintained an unbearable silence, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes. Immediately, it was replaced by another more complicated look, so complex that it was completely impossible for others to see through or guess. It's just that in that complicated expression, there is still pain.

And at this time, Ye Tingcheng, who had maintained a relaxed and leisurely state, in his scorching eyes like flames, in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of indescribable pain flashing, extremely fast, but also extremely real.

Who but himself can truly understand how much pain he has experienced?

After a long time, Yu Wenxuan, who bowed his head slightly and looked complicated, finally raised his head slowly.

"But we, after all, are still ashamed of him. After all......" Yu Wenxuan was silent for a moment, and then slowly arrived, "After all, we deceived him. ”

"Who hasn't cheated?" Ye Tingcheng chuckled, "And, really, it's not much of a deception. At least, deception is not the whole story. This is only a trial for him alone, and if he can pass this trial, he will be qualified to plank in front of me and hear the truth that I have told him. That's his trial, his deception, and it's an essential part of it. Later in his life, he would encounter more and more terrible deceptions. At least, we have no ill will towards him. ”

Yu Wenxuan continued to be silent.

"Okay, my general!" Ye Qingcheng walked over slowly, stretched out a palm as thin as an eagle's claw, and patted it lightly on Yu Wenxuan's broad shoulder.

"We're running out of time. What we need to do, it's already begun. We can't do our best, we can't do everything as we want. How can everything be as expected, but please be worthy of your heart!" Ye Qingcheng put away the smile on his face and said.

"Are you worthy of your heart?" Yu Wenxuan also laughed, but the smile on his face was not the kind of relaxed smile that Ye Chang showed just now, but a very bitter and bitter smile.

"Where is there anything truly worthy of guilt? There are already too many people that I Yuwenxuan should feel guilty about......

Ye Chengcheng looked at Yu Wenxuan's back, did not speak, just looked at him in unison, with a very calm gaze.

"If the general really doesn't feel at ease, he can sneak back and take a look. But I think such a small scene, that guy, should still be able to solve. If he can't even deal with an old bald donkey, then he doesn't deserve so much attention from us!"

His tone was natural and relaxed, as if the heavy words that had been heard by others had never existed, or at least had not affected him.

Allure Prince Ye Allure, this is him. In the hearts of people who know him very well, he has always been a free and uninhibited person who has never been bound by anything in this world. The only thing that can bind him is the ruthless fate.

Yu Wenxuan looked at Ye Qingcheng's skinny hands, thought about it, and finally shook his head.

"What's the matter, the general has confidence in that guy again, although that old bald donkey is nothing remarkable, but after all, he has also led more than 100,000 people to parade through the streets, one is not good, the little guy who has just made a breakthrough is likely to be annihilated by those 100,000 people!" Ye Qingcheng looked at Yu Wenxuan, who had already recovered his calmness, with some surprise, and said strangely.

"Your Highness is right, it has already begun, and we can't turn back. Besides," Yu Wenxuan smiled bitterly, spread his hands on his chest, and said, "Even if I go back now, what can I do? This is his own path, and he alone can help himself. I...... Nothing will help him. ”

Ye Tingcheng nodded and did not speak again.

Both men slowly turned away and looked to the east.

At the end of the sky, on the horizon, the fiery red sun had stretched its entire body to a position above the horizon. The full sun, the rising sun, has been revealed to everyone in this world.

The sun is shining, and Shanghai has not had time to shine on the earth. But the junction between heaven and earth has been dyed with a layer of red and bright paint. The color was as striking as blood.

Xiao Yunhe, who was standing in another position in the capital, did not have the heart to watch this round, the first round of sunrise that Zita saw after coming to the capital.

In front of him, in his eyes, there was only a thin middle-aged monk - Baizhang Zen Master.

The Baizhang Zen master was also looking at him, and in his eyes, the car was as free as a baby, and it was the kind of gaze that made people not have any hostility when they saw it.

Even Xiao Yunhe, who had long harbored prejudices against him in his heart, had to admit in his heart that this monk called Zen Master Cabbage Zhang did have a transcendent beauty. Although he doesn't have the slightest martial arts, and he doesn't have anything outstanding, the facial features on his face are only the ones that often increase in training, and in the critical eyes of some people, he is afraid that he will end up with an ugly comment. But even the most discerning person cannot discern any of the ugliness that is so common in the eyes of most people from the eyes of Zen Master Baizhang that are as clear as a spring and even reflect his own shadow.

Looking at these unprecedentedly clear eyes, Xiao Yunhe, who was very prejudiced in his heart, couldn't help but waver for the first time in his heart: Is this monk really a minion in the hands of that person? Can such a person be bought by fame and fortune?

Xiao Yunhe, whose faith was shaken in his heart, couldn't think of what he could say to break this silence at this time.

Now, the two sides confronted each other in a strange silence. The Baizhang Zen Master, who only said two sentences that were exactly the same from beginning to end, didn't seem to be the first to speak, Xiao Yunhe was looking at him silently, and he was just looking at Xiao Yunhe in silence.

"Dare to ask Childe, but is it a person from General Yuwen's mansion?" After all, it was the Baizhang Zen Master who was the first to speak, breaking this very strange but even more tense silence, and said slowly.

When he got closer, Xiao Yunhe realized that this Baizhang Zen master was not only in his eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest magazine. Even this voice, like a clear spring, does not feel the slightest magazine, just like a newborn clumsy baby, so that people who hear it can't help but feel that in front of such a look, when hearing such a voice, in the heart of any sword killing that hurts the heavens and peace, it is a kind of unforgivable blasphemy.

Xiao Yunhe was cold and didn't react. Although he was the shortest distance away from this Baizhang Zen Master's cherished i, he didn't seem to have heard the words of this Baizhang Zen Master, and there was not the slightest fluctuation on his face and eyes.

"Childe!" The nagging on the side looked at Xiao Yunhe's appearance very wrong, and he was in a hurry, so he couldn't help but reach out from the side and gently tug Xiao Yunhe, and at the same time laughed anxiously in Xiao Yunhe's ear.

The old knife reminded Xiao Yunhe's voice, and naturally he would not bite hard with a loud voice. But listening to Xiao Yunhe's ears, it was like remembering a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Xiao Yunhe, who was awakened from his thoughts, even shivered excitedly, he raised his head slightly and looked at the Baizhang Zen Master in front of him, looking at his clear eyes like a baby.

Slowly, Xiao Yunhe actually closed his eyes.

"Why did the master come?" Xiao Yunhe asked slowly, closing his eyes.

He didn't answer the question that Baizhang Zen Master had asked before, and at this moment, facing that Baizhang Zen Master, Xiao Yunhe didn't even look at him directly, and even closed his eyes, which was a little impolite, and could even be said to be a little arrogant and rude.

But on the other hand, looking at that Baizhang Zen Master, his open-mindedness is really extraordinary, looking at Xiao Yunhe can only be said to be a rude act in person, and there is no displeasure on his face and in his eyes. He didn't even get angry because Xiao Yunhe didn't reply to his question, nor did he continue to ask Jin Jiuzhu's question, but replied slowly in the same clear voice as before:

"Commanded by heaven to do his duty. ”

"Is it your duty?" Xiao Yunhe smiled, and then said, "Doesn't the master know that this monk's duty is to eat fasting and recite Buddha in the temple? But why did he go all the way and deceive many people to come to this capital to plot misdeeds? A monk's duty, does the master think that he has really sat down?"

"What the donor said is very true, the duty of a monk is to eat fasting and recite Buddha. But although the monk has his own duty, he is also born from this heaven and earth, and is created by the six qi of heaven and earth. Since it is the destiny of heaven, even if it exceeds its duty, it is helpless. If there is a sin, it is also the sinful karma of the poor monks. If Heaven orders a poor monk to create this sinful karma, it is also the business of the poor monk alone, and he has nothing to do with others. In the face of Xiao Yunhe's accusations that were almost like a lesson, Zen Master Baizhang's face was still unwavering, and he talked eloquently to Xiao Yunhe, without seeing a trace of anger. He didn't even argue with people like ordinary people with a blushing neck, but always maintained a very flat and calm tone, and replied gently to a row of arrogant Xiao Yunhe.

In that way, the application is not like defending himself, but like sitting and talking with a close friend, even Xiao Yunhe can't say anything that can be used to pick thorns.

Xiao Yunhe stopped talking, but the Baizhang Zen Master also cooperated and stopped talking.

The two of them fell into a difficult silence again.

The old knife standing beside Xiao Yunhe, listening to Xiao Yunhe's somewhat strange conversation with this monk, and then looking at the strange expressions of these two people, he really felt puzzled in his heart, but it was not good to go forward to ask Xiao Yunhe for advice.

He took a slight step back, walked to the old gun standing on the other side of Xiao Yunhe, stretched out an elbow, and gently stabbed him.

"What are you doing?" asked the old knife with a slight twist of his head, his face still cool without the slightest expression.

The old knife had already seen the surprise, he looked at the two people in front of him who were still strangely silent, and moved a little closer like the old gun, and asked him in a low voice: "Old gun, can you see that the son is playing some dumb riddle with this old bald donkey again?"

The old gun was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"You don't know?" Old Dao was obviously disappointed, he didn't expect his doubts, but he still couldn't get them solved.

He obviously didn't expect Xiao Yunhe to answer his questions, especially the current Xiao Yunhe. He shook his head and was about to leave disappointed, but looking at the old gun with a cold storage expression, another curiosity arose in his heart.

He didn't choose to leave, but continued to step forward and stabbed the old gun again.

"What else to do?" Old Gun's face still didn't show any expression, but it could already be judged from the voice that it had disturbed his nagging twice in a row, which had caused him a trace of impatience.

The old knife didn't think it was a fool at all, but continued to whisper to the old gun: "Old gun, since you don't know, aren't you curious at all, what are the sons and the old bald donkey doing?"

"Do you need to be curious about this question?" Old Gun was not as curious as Old Knife, but rolled his eyes at Old Knife, as if he had heard a very stupid and childish question.

"You don't understand what Childe is doing, do you...... You don't seem to know what the hell they're doing, do you...... You're not curious about Childe and that old bald donkey...... Next...... What will happen?"

"Of course I do!" said the old gun, nodding of course.

"Then you are still so calm?" The old knife almost wanted to write the word "service" on the top of his head, because he knew that now, knowing that when the old gun answered the previous sentence, his face was always the same square face that had not changed for thousands of years, and I really didn't know if he had practiced this ability.

"If you want to know the ending, just watch it next!" said the old gun as he looked at the old knife and said as a matter of course.

"If that's the case, I still need you to say it!" Old Dao almost had the urge to grit his teeth, he wanted to know the answer, but he didn't rely on this conventional route. Otherwise, why would he come and say something to him? Why should he just stay there alone and be his own bodyguard?