Unlike most soldiers in the empire, Ximen Wang always prides himself on being idle, no matter what he actually does, he always hopes that he is elegant in the hearts of others, which is a disease, a disease left by his ancestors.

Confucian generals, this is something that countless people are pursuing, the so-called civil and military skills, the so-called inner saint and outer king, for these people who have long been not worried about food and clothing, that is the highest pursuit.

Of course, these things were originally meant to be installed, but after pretending for a long time, even I slowly believed in them.

For example, General Ximen, one of his habits is tea tasting, however, the tea ceremony is complicated, and it is not something that a general who has been stationed abroad all year round can grind carefully.

For example, the environment, such as the utensils used, such as the tea leaves and the water quality itself.

Of course, as long as there is money, there will always be an export for the latter few things, but the environment is not about being rich, especially in this part of the frontier.

However, General Simon was not only rich, but also a powerful lord.

Drinking tea near the lake, what an elegant scenery this is, and how comfortable and luxurious.

Okay, then the lake.

However, this is a northwest place, not to mention a lake, even water is a rare thing.

However, that is not afraid, as long as there is a right, the people below will always think of you in front of you, they can not only meet your needs, but also create your needs.

Therefore, a lake appeared out of nothing behind the General's Mansion, of course, this artificial lake is not very big, but it is enough for General Ximen to enjoy alone.

If this lake is placed in the south of the Yangtze River, it is not worth half a penny, but in this land, it is priceless.

When night fell, I came to the hut by the lake alone, looking at the calm lake and fighting the dragon well transported from a distant place, what a pleasant scene.

It's a pity that tonight, the general has to put on a friend after all, a friend he has never met.

General Ximen is now in the small pavilion by the lake, just said to be a hut, but it is a nine-turn corridor, you don't want to explore it from the outside.

Under the darkness of the night.

Xu Chen quietly walked along the lakeside, looking at the row of quiet huts on the side of the lake that were getting closer and closer, looking at the bamboo-walled grass huts that seemed to be alienated but implied ancient meaning, the eyebrows exposed outside the mask slowly raised, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Because this lakeside cottage is too quiet.

The morning light has not yet arrived, the view of the lakeside is still dark, only the water waves reflect the lights of the unknown house, with a slight glow, Xu Chen walked to the front of the lakeside hut, through the alienated bamboo wall, looking at the huge stone carved chair under the stone steps in the courtyard, looking at the thin middle-aged man in the chair, paused slightly and then pushed the door in.

A small oil lamp was lit, and a thin middle-aged man sat on a stone chair, holding a crude large teacup made of mud in his left hand, and gently knocking on the corner of the ebony tea case with his right hand, calmly looking at the young man who pushed the door in, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his thin cheeks, and said softly:

"The so-called tea ceremony is really just a complicated process to enhance a certain sense of ritual, so as to produce a sense of solemnity. ”

"Many people think that when I drink tea at home, I must burn incense and bathe, worship Haotian for a long time, and then wash the cup and play silently before I can put the tea soup into my lips. Actually, no, my favorite thing in my life is to hold a big teacup and pour tea, probably a habit developed in the army, I still like to be direct. ”

"Young man, you don't sleep in the house but stroll by the lake, you wear the armor of my border army, but do you know that there have never been soldiers here......? You're here to kill me, little sir. ”

............

The lakeside hut under the bamboo wall is quiet and dark, under General Ximen is a stone chair carved out of Kunhu stone, in front of him is a tea table carved from Kunhu stone, on the table is an ebony tea case, on the table is a warm and bright teapot and teacup, next to the table is a small charcoal stove, the water pot on the stove oozes a faint hot mist, not yet boiling.

The middle-aged man seemed to not feel the heat brought by the small charcoal stove, and he was dressed in a single coat, as calm as a hospitable host waiting to return on a snowy night in winter...... He was General Simon.

Xu Chen was very sure of this, and the sense of vigilance that had arisen outside the lakeside hut before was finally confirmed at this moment, because the other party had sensed that he was coming in advance, and he had already sensed his intention.

After a moment of silence, he looked at the general in the chair and asked, "Then be more direct...... I want to know, where is the prince now?"

"It's as simple as that, and it's a problem you know?"

General Simon asked lightly.

"Humph!"

Xu Chen was slightly stunned, "If you want to say something else, I can naturally listen to it, such as the person who assassinated me a few months ago, such as the hermitage decades ago." ”

General Ximen frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the boy who came to kill him tonight was actually because of what happened many years ago. He thought that no one in this world still remembered those old things, and after a little silence, he smiled and said, "Naturally it has something to do with me, otherwise, it won't disappoint you, right?"

"I'm probably not the first person you're looking for. He looked at Xu Chen and asked, "How are the other people doing now?" I haven't seen them for years, and I don't know what they're doing now." ”

Xu Chen silently observed the lakeside hut and the surrounding movements, looked at this noble residence, and replied: "They are not very good, at least not as good as you, and they can still live in such a good place, some live in caves, and some are ......"

General Simon laughed, shook his head and said with emotion: "Haha, at a young age, I know a lot, you came by mistake this time, you are the prince's person, you should know that I am still of some use to the empire." ”

The clothes draped on his body, the unboiled water on the small charcoal stove, and the teacup without tea in his left hand all showed that the general had just woken up, and he should have just noticed that Xu Chen was approaching the lakeside hut so he got up, rather than preparing for an ambush in advance.

It's just a general who looks thin and weak, and deals with the tea set spring all day long, why didn't he call for help or run away when he knew that someone was coming to kill him, but sat in his chair so calmly and waited?

In an instant, Xu Chen thought of many possibilities, even the most unlikely possibility, and an unprecedented solemn expression gradually appeared between his childish eyebrows, looking at the other party and asking, "Why don't you run away?"

"Why run away?"

General Simon looked at the young man with a smile and said, "Since I am awake, how can you kill me?

"Haha, all the people who come from afar are friends, let you live well in the barracks for a while, and it is also my courtesy to the prince, but you ...... Alas, let's be honest with you, there are not a few people who come to me late at night, but in the end, they all go early to enjoy the blessings. ”

After saying this, he flicked his sleeve lightly, and an extra long sword appeared on the stone table tea table.

Xu Chen's brows furrowed, his body became a little stiff, and he knew that he had encountered the most unlikely possibility: this emaciated and weak general...... He was actually a cultivator, and he could feel that the other party's cultivation was so strong!

Xu Chen's frowning eyebrows slowly stretched, he looked at General Ximen in the chair, looked at the long sword in front of the thin middle-aged man, and said with a gentle smile: "Since you don't escape, then I will escape." ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the outside of the lakeside hut like a galloping horse.

Now is not the time to fight hard, who knows what kind of cultivation this general has, Xu Chen should go to the prince and his master now.

General Ximen looked at the back of the young man who was about to disappear by the bamboo wall with great interest, shook his head with a chuckle and sighed: "Since you have come to kill a great cultivator, can you still retreat when you come?"

Gentle but containing strong confidence and murderous intent slowly came out of the thin middle-aged man's lips, and at the same time, he put down the crude teacup he held in his left hand, rolled up the cuffs on his left arm with his right hand, and made a sword trick with the two fingers of his left hand and obliquely towards the empty point outside the lakeside hut, his movements were extremely chic and casual.

With a diagonal finger, the dim and dull long sword on the stone table tea case suddenly hummed in a low voice, as if it was infused with some kind of magical energy, bounced off the table suddenly, swished out of the sheath, and then turned into a dark light, tearing through the darkest night before dawn in the lakeside hut, and piercing the courtyard.

Xu Chen's back was in a pinprick pain, but there was no panic in his eyebrows exposed outside the mask, only calm and calm, seeing that he was about to rush out of the bamboo sea, but unexpectedly stepped on the ground with his left foot, and the whole person's body turned up, and then his right foot stepped on the thick Nanzhu like lightning.

Wow!Wow!Wow!

The solid sole of the shoe quickly staggered on the bamboo, the bamboo tree shook for a while, and countless bamboo leaves fell like broken feather arrows, he stepped on the bamboo tree and instantly climbed to the courtyard wall, narrowly avoiding the sword light that attacked in the courtyard, and then bent his knees slightly, and swept towards the courtyard quickly by the oscillation of the bamboo tree.

With a bang, the body like a sharp arrow just swept over the courtyard wall, the sharp Pu knife was already out of the sheath and cracked in his hand, Xu Chen snorted, his waist and abdomen turned his wrist over, and the standard saber slashed towards General Ximen like a wind and snow!

From the moment he knew that this great general was a strong cultivator, he knew that he would inevitably face the great terrifying test of life and death again tonight, and he knew that his current strength was not enough to fight against such a powerful great cultivator, but he still didn't think about retreating, because he knew that in the face of a cultivator, retreating would mean death.