Different from the Xiongdao Baihui half a mile away, Daxiangguo Temple is a day for few guests today, and randomly picked a separate courtyard to enter and sit down, but no one came to stop it, and it was as quiet as a paradise.

It was only from the Xiongdao Baihui that it was used as a comparison, and Mo Dao was out of the limelight, naturally no one would let Zhao Wu'an and Hu Buxi leave so easily, even if they didn't dare to stop it head-on, there were many who followed quietly, and they didn't let go until they walked two streets and still chased after them. Hu Buxi specially stopped for a while, took the knife and knocked all the people who followed him one by one, and the second half of the road was stable.

Sitting around the stone table in the courtyard, the faces of the two people who had just been defeated by the juniors were not much better, and they were a little wilted.

Even though the hospitable monk in the temple poured tea for all three strange guests, no one moved the cup in front of him.

Looking at the appearance of the two, Jiang Lian didn't know how to comfort them for a while.

"As the saying goes, good things are grinding, and the two of them are the leaders of the young generation of today's martial arts, and it may not be a blessing to suffer occasional defeats......

Zhao Wu'an rolled his eyes, Hu Buxi simply slapped the knife on the table, blew his beard and glared: "You kid looks like a talent, why don't you open a pot when you talk? If you have something to say, don't be an eyesore here!"

Afraid that Jiang Lian would be frightened by Hu Buxi, Zhao Wu'an thought for a while, and said softly: "If the recovery of the Baisheng Knife is blocked, you don't have to feel guilty, after all, I haven't been able to convince Zhu Nanzhan." If you want to come to Nie Junhuai, you won't be willing to hand over this knife to you for nothing. ”

"No, it's not that thing. Jiang Lian shook his head, "It's true that I failed to get back the Yum Knife...... But the reason why I was in a hurry to find Zhao Jushi was not because of the Yum Knife. ”

Zhao Wu'an closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

How could he not know that what Jiang Lian said was not about the Baisheng Knife. Long before coming here, one or two can be deduced from Jiang Lian's words, Zhao Wu'an is just unwilling to follow the answer all the way here, and something went wrong.

Jiang Lian's implication is not difficult to understand at all.

Their previous reasoning about the death of Garan Anchuri had gone wrong.

"I know what you're trying to say. But what exactly are we doing wrong?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

Jiang Lian quickly replied, "In short, our second half went wrong. It is true that Garan Anxu died to fight the Black Cloud Society, but it was not the Black Cloud Society that killed Garan Anxulie. ”

"What about the evidence?"

"I've gone to see Zhu Nanzhan, and the evidence is with her. ”

Jiang Lian's bland answer made Zhao Wu'an and Hu Buxi almost squirt out half of the tea in their mouths.

"What's going on?" "Why did you see Zhu Nanzhan?" both of them asked at the same time.

Jiang Lian explained seriously: "Actually, as long as I step into this temple, Nanzhan is most likely willing to see me, but I have always been difficult to take this step in the past...... At this point, I have to tell you one thing: it's not that I broke my promise and didn't get it back, it's that the Yum knife is gone. ”

"What's the matter with the disappearance? Also, wait, you can see Zhu Nanzhan as long as you step into this place, and you even specially asked me to help you speak? Are you a strange thing?"

"Nie Junhuai doesn't have a Baisheng knife on his body. Jiang Lian simply skipped Zhao Wu'an's questioning about the strange thing, "He doesn't need to lie to me." Now Nie Junhuai is recuperating in a small town thirty miles away from Bianliang, and his injuries are extremely serious, and he is afraid that his life will not be long. ”

"What?"

It was more than they expected.

"On the day you stopped him, Nie Junhuai seemed to have been attacked by a powerful master, but he didn't understand who it was. Jiang Lian pondered, "It is precisely because of this that I, who was plagued by countless doubts, decided to step through the door of Daxiangguo Temple and come to Zhunanzhan for advice." ”

Zhao Wu'an felt more and more inexplicable: "Zhu Nanzhan is in the Buddha Gate, how can he know these things?"

"She knows so much. Jiang Lian smiled bitterly, "Even the murder of Garan Anxulie, she knows a little about it. ”

Zhao Wuan was silent.

"Back to the previous sentence. We all thought that the Black Cloud Society had sent someone to kill Garan Anxulie, but there was a problem that could not be bypassed, that is, how could the Black Cloud Society at that time have such strength to hire a team of elite Hun cavalry when the alliance of the Yuan Yuan was concluded less than a year ago? You must know that although the Black Cloud Society's forces are all over the two dynasties, they have no connection with the Khitan. ”

Zhao Wu'an nodded silently.

Not to mention Xie Hui, who once hated the Khitan people who took his homeland.

"I found this in my father's manuscript. Jiang Lian took out a narrow picture scroll from his sleeve and flattened it on the table, "Before and after the second prince of Zaoye was killed, someone once said that on the border between the two dynasties, he saw someone wearing that thing on his hand. ”

He handed the scroll to Zhao Wu'an, "This should be a secret that will never see the light of day, but since I have promised to give you the results of my father's investigation over the years, there is no need to hide it." ”

When he saw the thing on the painting, Zhao Wuxin's head suddenly shook loudly.

That pattern, he's pretty sure he's seen it.

Until two days ago, he had dreamed of something like this.

It was a dark green pouch decorated with red tassels.

"This is called Chunyi Pei, which is not common now, but there was a secret rule during the first emperor's period, which was also told to me by Zhu Nanzhan. Jiang Lian lowered his voice and said word by word: "Send this bag to the barbarians, as a sign of submission and authorization." ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned: "What?"

"At the beginning of the signing of the Yuanyuan Alliance, on the border between the two dynasties, there was a Khitan iron cavalry, which was ordered by the first emperor to carry out a mission. Jiang Lian said slowly.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly withdrew his hand like an electric shock, retracted back, and trembled on all fours.

Jiang Lian and Hu Buxi were taken aback. Hu Buxi hurriedly reached out to help him: "Boss, what's the matter? That bastard's secret weapon was really smeared with poison?"

Zhao Wu'an's face was pale, but he still brushed away Hu Buxi's hand. "That bit of poison can't help me, your boss has crawled out of the Ten Thousand Gu pit in Miao Jiang. ”

Hu Buxi also felt that Zhao Wu'an should not be defeated by this bit of poison, and his face was puzzled: "It's not poisoning, why is it so ...... all of a sudden?"

He stopped in the middle of his sentence.

Because Zhao Wu'an's face can already be described as bleak. Beads of sweat kept rolling down, and the white shirt was soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to his back.

Jiang Lian was also concerned: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing ......" Zhao Wu'an smiled miserably and waved his hand, his voice almost hoarse.

How to open your mouth so that it doesn't seem difficult.

How do you say it to convince them that they have laughed at all these years of painful trek.

Zhao Wu'an tried his best to pretend to be bland, but he was destined to not be able to do it.

The hardest thing in the world is to let go, and even harder is to let go.

It's not about letting others go.

It's about letting yourself go.

"That bag...... I've seen it. ”

Hu Buxi and Jiang Lian were stunned.