"Congratulations," Sun Mou walked over with a smile.

"Thank you, Master. Ouyang Wuji said.

"I've been watching you play chess just now, and you have unparalleled talent. However, your demons are still there, and it will not be easy to reach the peak. Sun Mou said to him.

"Thank you for your advice, I will leave first. ”

"If you need help, just ask. Sun Mou said to him.

Ouyang Wuji glanced at Sun Mou deeply, "In the next grass people, where did you come from?" “

"It's the old man who is too worried. Sun Mou said with a smile.

He approached Ouyang Wuji and said in his ear: "A man, you must protect the people around you. When he said this, he did not have the smile he had just faced, but solemnly.

Ouyang Wuji was stunned.

Sun Mou left his side and said, "If there is anything, remember to look for me." “

This time, Ouyang Wuji did not speak.

He has a deep sense of powerlessness, he is just an ordinary person, why people always don't let him go.

He stared into the distance, for a long, long time, for he did not know what the road looked like.

"Donor, what are you waiting for?" asked Mr. Fan.

"Wait for a person who should wait, a promise that should be fulfilled. Ouyang Wuji said slowly.

"Sometimes, it's a mistake to wait, because there's still a way to go. Lifan said.

"Thank you, Master. Ouyang Wuji turned around and said.

"The donor is polite, the donor is very wise, and the old monk is just throwing stones to lead the way. He folded his hands and said.

"Why do you want to go around?"

"Because there's a tie. ”

"If you don't care, is that still a human being?"

"Good, good, everything has a life, and all have a life, the so-called road is simple, and all laws are natural. ”

"It's a pity that my life is up to me. ”

"Between heaven and earth, it's big and all-encompassing, and it's small, and you're alone. ”

"Thank you for your teachings. Ouyang Wuji said.

"The donor's idea is unique, and it has also benefited the old man a lot, and I hope we will talk about it again when we have the opportunity. ”

"Let it be. Ouyang Wuji said.

"Origin and extinction, life or death, a flower and a leaf, good and good. The old man retired, hoping that the benefactor would be safe all the way. Lifan said.

"What are you waiting for?" Ouyang Wuji smiled at the thought of this.

"What am I waiting for?"

"Did you win? As soon as she saw Xu Sanjin, Miao Qingqing asked directly.

"Don't you understand?" Xu Sanjin pointed to the wooden board in front of him, where there was a live broadcast in the infield.

"I'll ask you one last time, did you win?" Miao Qingqing said.

"Won. “

"Oh"

"Finished?"

"Otherwise, go home and eat. Miao Qingqing said.

"Oh. Xu Sanjin replied listlessly, he thought that when she heard the news, she would congratulate him.

Miao Qingqing, who was walking in front, suddenly blinked mischievously, and then returned to an indifferent expression. Although she doesn't know how to play, she will also see if she wins or loses.

It's just that she wants him to tell him personally, and that's enough.

It doesn't matter if I win or lose, I hope she can make me a pot of tea.

The Buddha said that the red dust is a helplessness, the Buddha said that only by letting go can it be liberated, and the Buddha said that reincarnation is cast into cause and effect early.

But compared to him, he is a layman. Although the world is noisy, there is no Sanskrit sound and pure heart, but the red dust is hundred, how can many people wish.

Ouyang Wuji was still in yesterday's teahouse, but he didn't drink tea, he couldn't drink that taste, let alone that state of mind.

One of his left index fingers taps gently and rhythmically on the tabletop, sometimes impatient, sometimes soothing.

He remembered the character mentioned in the book, Bai Choufei.

When he read this book at that time, he often felt embarrassed by Bai Choufei's voice, and he was thinking that if Bai Choufei was not so ambitious, if he knew that Taoguang was obscure, if he thought of brotherhood, he wouldn't...

But history can't assume that heroes are heroes?

A storyteller's story is a story after all.

A middle-aged man walked up to him and sat down, "Mr. Ouyang is really punctual. This person is the one who met him yesterday.

Ouyang Wuji didn't speak.

"Sir, there's nothing you want to ask?" said the man.

"If you want to say it, you will naturally say it, and if you don't say it, it's useless for me to ask. Ouyang Wuji said lightly.

"Don't you want to know who we are?" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

"I'm not interested, if you still say these meaningless, please leave. Ouyang Wuji gave an eviction order.

"Ahem, what if we want you to lose tomorrow?" the middle-aged man tentatively counted his requests.

"Anything else?" asked Ouyang Wuji.

"It's gone. “

"You can go. Ouyang Wuji said lightly.

"Does he really care that much?" the middle-aged man asked inwardly, leaving with doubts.

"Now that there is news, it is better than no news. Ouyang Wuji smiled and left.

At this time, a figure followed the middle-aged man, this person was about twenty-six or seven, and he looked ordinary, but from time to time there was a trace of cold breath in his lazy expression, the only difference was that he only had four fingers on his right hand.

At this time, his clothes were shabby, and he was still holding a gourd full of wine in his left hand, and he poured two sips of wine into his mouth from time to time. In the eyes of passers-by, this is a rotten drunkard who has drunk a lot.

However, not only was he not drunk, but he was also sober and ruthless. He's stalking middle-aged people.

He could have not tracked.

"Can you do me a favor?" Bai Yuan begged yesterday.

"Bai Xiangyan is serious, what's the matter. Tang Feng drank a glass of sake and said.

"Help me track someone. “

Thinking of this, he poured two more mouthfuls of water from the gourd into his mouth. Stumbled over.

The middle-aged man first walked a few of the busiest streets, where people came and went, and then walked a few empty remote alleys, he came to a house and stopped

"Friend, since you've been with you for so long, why don't you come out and see you?" he said three times.

After a while, he made sure that the only thing left was the wind but him, and he carefully knocked on the door three times.

After a while, a middle-aged uncle opened the door, and the uncle took a broom and swept it carefully at the door. Tang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw it.

What a tight guard!

But even then, he had to give it a try. Because, since you have promised others, you must do it, even if it is broken bones.

After a while, the middle-aged uncle who was sweeping the floor suddenly heard a sound on one side of the alley, he stopped sweeping the floor, his eyes were sharp, and he moved over step by step.

Suddenly, a cat sprang out of the tree.

The uncle glanced at the cat, walked back, and just took a step, he suddenly turned back and found that the surroundings were still the same.

He didn't notice that a cat was in a tree, observing everything through the thick leaves.

He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

He's gambling, betting on tomorrow.

How many people in this world believe in themselves? How many people trust their instincts?

Just like Wang Han, he couldn't even imagine that Ji Rufeng, who he had always thought would do such a big thing, even if he wanted to break his head.

He couldn't think of it, and he didn't dare to think about it, because he was afraid.

A brother who has always regarded himself as his own will be such a person.

And Ji Rufeng also didn't want to tell him, although he would know sooner or later.

He thought about the bloodthirsty military life on the battlefield, the drinking and chatting of those brothers, although he was quietly watching, feeling that his cold heart was slowly melting. But all these things will soon be gone with him. He didn't want to, but he couldn't help it. The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

We are not sages, let alone born people, and how much helplessness there will be when we live in this earthly world.

Liu Chunfeng was even more helpless, he wanted to know what happened to Xu Sanjin, but he couldn't see it. The news he heard was all from others, but there was very little news from Xu Sanjin.

He found that this stupid and stupid person had become his friend; he found that in front of him, he was not a ninety-five honor, but an ordinary person, a person with dreams; and he found how beautiful all this was.

What it's like to be betrayed by the most trusted person, only Bai Yuan knows.

But Bai Yuan never told anyone about it, because he believed that his brother was still his brother. He was holding a wood carving in his hand, "Wan'er, am I doing the right thing?" Bai Yuan asked.

The wood carving did not answer and could not answer. He closed his eyes and felt the answer.

If everyone in the world abandoned me, at least you would be with me, the world would not be lonely.

He opened his eyes, and he trusted that she wouldn't lie to herself.

He walked towards Sun's mansion.

Tang Feng was still in the tree, motionless.

Two hours have passed, and the alley has long been swept spotless by the uncle. But Tang Feng has enough patience, he knows that some people will always come out, and some things will surface.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and the middle-aged man withdrew, looking at him with a respectful expression, he should have seen some big man.

The middle-aged man disappeared into the alley, but Tang Feng did not follow. He became interested in the man he had never met, and he decided to go inside.

Naturally, he couldn't go in so swaggeringly, he jumped off the tree like a cat and disappeared into this alley.

After half a pillar of incense, I saw a team of yacha hurrying here.

"Surround this place, don't let the thief escape. A headcatcher said.

At this time, the door opened, and it was the uncle who had just swept the floor who came out. "Official, what's the matter?"

"A thief has come to your yard. "The head catcher has a domineering posture.

"It's unlikely, we're all law-abiding people...."

"I didn't say you were the thief, I said a thief came in, and you didn't hear it in vain. The catcher drew his knife and said, "Search for me." “

"It turned out to be Gao Zhutou, what kind of wind blew you here. A loud voice rang out in the room, the man was about fifty or so, with a dark complexion and a strong body, and the first impression felt like a wall.

When the shopkeeper saw the man, he immediately dismounted and greeted him with a smile, "Wu shopkeeper, disrespectful, this is your house?" asked Gao Zhutou.

"Haha, let Gao Zhutou smile, this is indeed my house, people are old, and they love to be clean. ”

Where, where, since it is the mansion of the black shopkeeper, there is no need to search it, he shouted, "Let's go." “

"Alas, you still have to search, and you are also acting according to orders, and besides, you still can't trust me?" said the black shopkeeper, "he instructed a young man behind him, "call everyone out." “

"Yes, sir. The man replied.

Everything seemed so normal, but Tang Feng's eyelids jumped, and he felt an invisible pressure that pressed straight into his heart. This kind of momentum made him feel powerless for the first time, who was it? Who was it so terrifying? He looked at everyone in the courtyard carefully, but everyone was ordinary and ordinary, and that kind of pressing momentum never appeared again.

The head catcher only swept it lightly, and then ordered to leave.

Tang Feng was mixed in that team of officials and left quietly.

"Old Wu, this place is not safe, we have to move. At this time, the young man behind him spoke.

"No, it won't. Lao Wu said.

"Somebody wants to fish in troubled waters, so we have to swim somewhere else. The young man said.

The real battle has just begun.