Eastern Regions, Huai Valley.

"The true meaning of the Tao?"

"Yes. He can be regarded as your junior brother, and he has a good understanding. ”

"Oh." Xiao Ma Pao scratched his head, "What about you, teacher?" ”

"I am the mystery of the Tao." The old linen robe replied.

"What's the difference?"

"It's just that the direction of study is different, and the essence is the meaning of evolution."

"Derivation, that's what it is?"

"Your ancestor's, the Tao has no intention! Tao originates from nothing! When the old linen robe said this, the momentum on his body skyrocketed.

"Oh, then there is no difference between you and my junior brother, what you comprehend is the meaning of evolution."

"Really?" The momentum of the old linen robe finally rose plummeted, and he inexplicably felt that his apprentice was sarcastically mocking him: You are a bad old man, and you are not as good as a young man who has just left home. Suddenly his face changed, "How do you understand the meaning of vertical and horizontal?" ”

"I learned the art of war from you, why do you want to comprehend the meaning of vertical and horizontal?" Xiao Ma Pao's eyes widened, and he looked at his teacher with caring eyes.

“……”

Damn, it must have been too much alcohol recently, and my brain is not very clear, and all the disciples who have learned vertical and horizontal have gone down the mountain! The old hemp robe had a headache.

"Didn't you say you had to comprehend the trickery of the soldiers, what's going on?" couldn't stand the eyes of his apprentices, and the old hemp robe hurriedly reset the topic.

"I want to too, but the disciple is not enlightened on the mountain, and the teacher does not let the disciple go down the mountain." Xiao Ma Pao said with some resentment.

"Go aside. Let's go! I'm annoyed to see you. The old hemp robe had goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly drove this little ancestor away.

After the little hemp robe left, the old man in the hemp robe couldn't help but chuckle: "It's no different from that stinky boy?" It's hard for you to tell, is it really that different? With that, he took out a white piece from the chess jar and gently placed it on the lower right side of the board.

"There's still a difference." The old man in the linen robe stood up and looked down at the entire chessboard, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he looked to the east, his expression gradually solemnized.

"But if you look at it that way, it really doesn't make any difference now."

……

Eastern Regions, School Palace.

The students were talking.

"Hey, did you hear that? Mr. Ba is really missing! ”

"yes, I've heard about it. Now there are many people who suspect that the person who attacked the Xuangui Pavilion at night is Mr. Ba. ”

"Oh my God? Isn't he Mr. Gakamiya? How can you do these things? Besides, what is there to covet in the Xuangui Pavilion. ”

"Hey, that's just that you don't know, this thing in the Xuangui Pavilion is said to have the real thing."

"Huh? The gentlemen have all said, isn't it just a statue? ”

"Oops! Do you believe this? If it's just an ordinary statue, can you use two sacrificial wines to catch thieves in the middle of the night? ”

At this time, there was a commotion from the crowd in the distance.

"It seems to make some sense. Hey, what's going on there? ”

"Let's take a look."

At the west gate of the school palace, a wooden cart was pushed slowly into the school palace. On the wooden cart was a small object, about six or seven feet long, covered with a white cloth, with a faint silhouette of a human figure. The man's body was tattered, his face was dirty, his hair was thick and fluffy, and it was estimated that he would not be found hiding an egg.

"Let's go, let's go!" The cart man shouted.

"It's Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin is back!" Some students with old academic qualifications recognized the cart man.

"Why haven't you heard of this gentleman?" Those who ask this kind of question are students who have only joined the Academy for a short time.

"Lonely and unheard, the only gentleman in the school palace who has traveled for many years and has not returned, haven't you heard of it?" Some students with strong expressiveness said.

"Ahh That's it! ”

"What is this?" Some students noticed the object on the wooden cart, which was covered with a hundred steps.

"It looks like it's covered with something, it can't be a corpse, right?" Seeing the shallow outline, some students guessed.

"If so, who is that?" When a group of people get together, there are always a few people who are particularly bold.

"Mr. Yin pushed the car to the main hall, why don't you go over and have a look?" Some students proposed.

"Wait for me."

Outside the main hall, Chunda Sacrificial Wine brought two sacrificial wines to greet this gentleman who had traveled all over the world for many years.

"I've seen the Great Sacrifice Wine. After a long time, the two sacrificed wine. "Even if it is unkempt, there should be no less etiquette. Mr. Yin hurriedly saluted the three of them.

"This is Mr. Yin, the one who hasn't been back to the School Palace for many years." Chunda Sacrificial Wine introduced this relatively special Mr. Xuegong to the two sacrificial wines, and then said to Mr. Yin, "Come back today, it's such a big battle?" What good things did you bring back from there? ”

"The Great Sacrifice Wine is a joke. Look! Mr. Yin moved away, revealing the wooden cart that had just been hidden behind him.

Seeing the things on the wooden cart, Chunda Sacrificial Wine restrained his smile, and his face was a little heavy. Although he has been in the Academy Palace for decades, anyone who has the ability, who has not gone out to wander when he was young, still knows some things. He walked forward slowly, gently uncovering a corner of the white cloth.

A familiar face, although a little unusual, but Chunda Sacrifice Wine is still recognizable.

"It's ...... Mr. Ba? "Chunda Sacrificial Wine feels a little out of breath.

"Exactly."

"Where did you meet him?"

"Outside the city, the woods...... Ink Festival Wine! Stop! Mr. Yin's slightly muffled voice suddenly sharpened, and his originally pale face was a little abnormally red.

Only then did the Chunda sacrificial wine and the condition sacrificial wine raise their eyes, only to see that the ink sacrificial wine that had been standing well next to the Chunda sacrificial wine was squatting next to the wooden cart at some point, and he also lifted one side of the white cloth to look in, and the other hand was in the air, I don't know if he was going to stick in.

Hearing Mr. Yin's angry snort, Mo Xijiu glanced up at him and put down the white cloth.

"I'm sorry. Offended. The ink sacrificial wine bowed slightly to the corpse, which was regarded as an apology for what he had just done to the deceased.

Mr. Yin stared at the ink sacrifice wine's every move, and felt in his heart that the ink sacrifice wine might just be unintentional. When he saw that Mo Saijiu's serious expression remained unchanged throughout the whole process, and at the same time apologized to Mr. Ba, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face eased slightly. But he still bowed down to the ink sacrifice wine and said: "The dead are great, please be merciful to your subordinates." Don't care about the words under the Momo-sacrificial wine. This sentence may be regarded as the reparation for the following crime just now.

"Well, let's go find a place outside the city to bury him." Chunda didn't care too much about the fight between the two. However, it is true that the deceased is great, and it is necessary to let the deceased rest in peace as soon as possible.

"Yes. I'll arrange it. Mr. Yin took the initiative to take the job and pushed the wooden cart away.

Chunda Sacrificial Wine said to the two sacrificial wines: "Gather all the gentlemen, lead the disciples to send Mr. Ba on his last journey." I'm a little tired, so I'll take a break. I'll be there for you to be informed, and I'll be there. Without waiting for the two to respond, Chunda Sacrificial Wine left first.