When he fell, Zhao Wu'an didn't think how high this Huaixing Pavilion was, anyway, the true qi protected the body, so he wouldn't fall to death. But when I climbed up in person, I realized how terrifying this high-rise cliff was.

After a long day's effort, I finally tossed to the edge of the terrace, and the cool wind slid through the soles of my feet.

Hu Buxi and Ouyang Zelai fought here during the day, and the violent qi machine directly collapsed the guardrails on the four sides of the terrace, and even the floor tiles were torn apart, densely covered with broken lines. Zhao Wu'an had no way to grasp it, so he could only take a breath, hold down the crumbling bluestone bricks hanging on the edge of the terrace, and pull himself up.

The night breeze is slightly cool, the chimes have long since fallen somewhere, and even the big drum is crooked to the side, which makes people feel like they are in a different world.

Two shadows stood on the stage. The young man who is standing and the maid who still has the charm.

The maid holds the pot, and the young man holds the bottle, standing leisurely in the evening breeze, and the clothes are flying.

Zhao Wu'an lay lazily on the edge of the terrace, panting for breath.

"You're so embarrassed to let me climb up from here. ”

Jiang Lian shrugged, "You can also take the stairs." ”

"I know it's impossible even if I think about it with my feet. Zhao Wu'an rolled his eyes, "I haven't settled accounts with you yet." ”

"Seven days after I made an appointment with you, and there was no hour, and it is still counted on the seventh day. Jiang Lian disagreed, "I didn't release your pigeons." ”

Zhao Wu'an laughed angrily: "Then why are you here? Ouyang Ze also arranged for him?"

Jiang Lian shook his head, turned around, and put the wine bottle back on the plate in Zhu Yi's hand.

"I didn't expect Ouyang Ze to make a move on you. He said quietly.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes and said word by word.

Jiang Lian was stunned, knowing that he couldn't believe how to explain Zhao Wu'an, so he had to sigh: "Ouyang Zelai will come to the top of this Huaixing Pavilion every seven days, but what he is doing, I don't know for so many years." asked him to meet you, his original intention was to persuade you, but he didn't expect to move his fists and feet directly. ”

"Are you very familiar with Ouyang Zelai, why did you ask him to persuade me, and what did he want to persuade me?" Zhao Wu'an asked.

Jiang Lian's face was embarrassed: "I advise you with a very simple reason." It's better to let go than to force it. ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned for a moment, only to feel unbelievable: "How can you say this?"

"The first time I met in Luzhou, I was entrusted by Lord Su Qinghe to ask you to handle Luo Yige's case. Jiang Lian said slowly, "At that time, I thought that you, like me, were people with a deep hatred of blood and a thousand knives against the Lord of Luo Yi Pavilion. That's why we want to help you. ”

Zhao Wuan was silent.

Jiang Lian paused and continued: "I also asked Yi Niang to probe your tone at that time, but you don't seem to want to talk more, and it is inconvenient for me to ask more." Now that you have arrived in Bianliang, the lord of Luo Yige has been taken into custody, and you still don't seem to be satisfied. Hu Buxi has been in the limelight in the past few days. ”

"Well, so what? what do you want to tell me?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

"It's better to let go than to force it, Zhao Jushi. Jiang Lian said seriously, "Raising hatred is not necessarily a good thing. ”

"What do you think I have a deep hatred?" Zhao Wu'an frowned.

"This ......"

"Do you think that I am the same as you, my biological mother died under the knife of Tu Village, and a pair of childhood sweethearts and sisters next door were separated, and they could not recognize each other, and finally became strangers?" Zhao Wu'an quickly interrupted him.

Jiang Lian was shocked: "You!How do you know everything!?"

Not only him, but Zhu Yi on the side was also full of shock.

"In the file that Su Qinghe gave me, I remember all the evil things that Luo Yige has done in the past few years. Zhao Wu'an stretched out his hand and pulled the sword box, facing the evening breeze, and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

Jiang Lian and Zhu Yi glanced at each other.

"You don't have to worry too much. The world is sinister, and it is inevitable that someone will suffer, and I have seen a lot of them over the years, and to put it bluntly, it is fate. You are quite lucky, and you can still enjoy the bitterness and happiness of a family in Bianliang. ”

Jiang Lian's eyes dimmed: "After all, it's just a façade ...... vain"

"So the purpose of you helping Su Qinghe and me is just to take revenge on Luo Yige personally?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

"It's not just me. Jiang Lian shook his head, "Yi Niang too." The pain of separation of flesh and blood is the most difficult to suppress when it is burned on the heart. ”

Zhu Yi, who was standing behind him, frowned silently.

"Why did they kill you, and how did you get out?" Zhao Wu'an asked, "Being able to escape Luo Yige's pursuit, and even arrive in Bianliang with his neighbors safely, even I don't think it's real." ”

"It's leaf-making. The reason why Luo Yige killed people, and the reason why we were able to escape, was to make leaves. Jiang Lian said word by word.

Zhao Wu'an was silent when he heard this, although his face was calm, his heart was already turbulent.

Twenty years.

From the attack in the fourth year of Tianxi, until tonight, he finally felt that he was starting to get closer to the truth of the year.

"My father, Jiang Longyi, has been investigating Luo Yige since more than 20 years ago. He felt that such a large-scale and organized organization could not have appeared suddenly without a promoter behind it. Jiang Lian sighed and said quietly, "At first, he suspected that the relationship with the Great Song Dynasty was tense at that time. But the more he investigated, the more he realized that something was wrong. Organizations like Luo Yige appeared in the fourteen state capitals of the Great Song Dynasty almost at the same time, and even Miaojiang and Yefang could find clues. If this is harassment by an enemy country, it is simply impossible to waste such a large resource.

"He began to feel anxious about the state of affairs, but there was no one around him who had the same thoughts as him. My father had tried to discuss the matter with someone, but Luo Yige was a pervasive Assassin organization, and any dangerous move could lead to death. What's more, because of such oppression, he didn't dare to reveal these things to anyone around him, everyone could be a spy.

"My dad spent three years in such anxiety. In the past three years, the battle of Song and Ye broke out, and Huaiyang also had a hundred swords, and a large number of unruly heroes suddenly emerged on the rivers and lakes, which sprung up like mushrooms after a rain and scattered to all over the Central Plains. My dad knew that there was no way out. No one in the Great Song Dynasty can be trusted, and he has no other choice-"

"No one in the country can be trusted, so he found the person who made the leaves?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

“...... Yes. Jiang Lian replied with difficulty, "A native leaf maker is the most trustworthy, he has nothing to do with anyone in the Great Song Dynasty, and may even oppose the war between Song and Ye." My father found such people, and coincidentally, they lived in Huaiyang. ”

"They forge knives. "Zhao Wu'an grabbed white.

Jiang Lian was stunned for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "That's true...... My father somehow got acquainted with a group of swordsmiths in the deep mountains and old forests, only to find out that each other's goals were the same, both of which were to dismantle Luo Yige. ”

"Those swordsmiths themselves are also the ones who left behind, so your father was deceived?" Zhao Wu'an asked subconsciously.

"Nope. Those leafmakers fulfilled their promise, but unfortunately, the plan was revealed, and they all died in the mountains......" Jiang Lian's voice lowered.

Zhao Wu'an wondered, "What promise did they fulfill?"

According to the list of Luo Yi Pavilion that An Qing took from Su Qinghe, the few knife forgers who made the leaves had all joined Luo Yi Pavilion in person. Under such a well-thought-out system, can undercover agents still be allowed?

"They did whatever it took to sneak into Luo Yige. Jiang Lian said word by word, "For those, 'Divine Soldier Armor'." ”

"Divine Armor?"

"At that time, only Luo Yige had the conditions to create these blades, and they could only defeat Luo Yige with the help of Luo Yige. It was supposed to be a foolproof plan, but out of nowhere, the assassins quickly killed us where we lived, and my father took a lot of trouble to break out of the siege with me. On the way, I happened to meet someone sent by Ye Zuo, who sent me to Bianliang in disguise. ”

Jiang Lian looked at Zhao Wu'an, "Since that day, my father has been waiting for an opportunity to regroup. Unfortunately, he never waited. ”

After saying this, the second monk Zhao Wu'an was puzzled.

According to Jiang Lian's meaning, those leaf-makers who lived in seclusion in the Huaiyang area and fought knives were originally acting to dismantle Luo Yige, but they went wrong halfway. But in that case, what was their intention in creating those blades?

As early as in Han Fuzhong, he had heard Han Xiuzhu say the word Divine Soldier Armor, but until now, he still didn't know the specific meaning.

"Jiang Lian, what does this divine armor mean?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

"I don't know. Jiang Lian replied crisply.

"You're his son, you don't even know??"

As soon as Zhao Wu'an wanted to say a word about Jiang Longyi's father, he immediately thought that this person died of murder, and the words that rushed to his mouth swallowed again.

"No one knows what it means, and no one knows how to use it, including me. Jiang Lian said, "My father, I have made up my mind from the beginning, and I want to completely rot the truth of this matter in my stomach, and no one can stop it." ”

"Why? Outsiders don't even believe in the family members who get along day and night?" Zhao Wu'an felt quite incredible.

"Because, if he had told anyone, the prince's sacrifice would have been meaningless. Jiang Lian said.

Zhao Wu'an was struck by lightning.

"What did you say?" he heard his own voice, trembling like a broken gong.

"In the autumn of the fourth year of Tianxi, Zaoye sent a prince to Bianliang as a hostage after the truce. However, on the way, he was attacked by the Khitan iron cavalry and unfortunately died. If that prince could have successfully arrived in Bianliang, he should have gone to my father's teahouse to discuss the world's major affairs. But it was because of the death of the prince that my father decided to swallow the secret completely. In this way, no one will dare to take the risk to harm him. Because there is no other person in the world who knows the truth about the armor of the gods and soldiers besides him. ”

Seeing that Zhao Wu'an was stunned, Jiang Lian thought that he hadn't heard of it, and added: "That prince seems to be called, Jialan An Xulie." I don't know if you've heard of it?"

Yes, of course I heard.

How could I not have heard it, I almost knew it like my own name.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Wu'an's lips.