The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Mo Ran passed the tide of corpses, went straight to the foot of the mountain, and out of the enchantment, his eyes immediately fell on Nangong Si.

At this time, Nangong Si's confinement had been released, and Ye Wangxi knelt on one knee, bandaging his wound.Mei Hanxue, on the other hand, had cold eyes, and sat quietly on the ground between Jiangdong Hall and Nangong Si, with a harp in front of her, her fingertips moving lightly, and the sound of running water.

You must know that Mei Hanxue is the elder brother in charge of the Kunlun Snow Palace, and it is said that this person is elusive, his movements are extremely treacherous, and his ways often change. Sometimes he is too serious, and sometimes he is a puzzling evil effort.

Thanks to him, although the group of Jiangdong hall wished to cut Nangong Si alive, they still had no choice but to sit obediently on the stone next to them and stare blankly.

Seeing that the ink was burning down, Mei Hanxue's piano sound stopped abruptly, she closed the piano, got up, and nodded slightly.

One style is extremely dignified and upright.

"How about the mountains?"

The ink burned: "It's all fake."

"Fake?" Mei Hanxue frowned slightly. The people in Jiangdong Hall heard it, and they also gathered around. Huang Xiaoyue was still lying in the pavilion next to him, and asked a few disciples to beat his legs and rub his shoulders, making a breath Dying and weak, but hearing the words, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes and prick up his ears to listen.

Mo Ran said: "Xu Shuanglin is not on this mountain, I am afraid it is on Jiaoshan. I—"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Gongsi was already pale, staring at Mo Ran suddenly: "Xu Shuanglin is on Jiaoshan?"

"Maybe, but not with absolute certainty."

Nangong Si was stunned for a while, and murmured: "...Impossible, Jiaoshan only obeys the orders of Nangong family, Xu Shuanglin, he..."

When he thought of something, he was suddenly at a loss for words, and then the last bit of blood on his face faded, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the face of Mo Ran.

He forgot for a moment that Xu Shuanglin's original surname was Nangong.

The Nangong family, one willow and one Xu, were once praised by everyone as a young hero. Everyone thought that the Confucian style family would reach glory again in the hands of these two brothers, and it would be like the sky.Who would have thought that the ending of the two brothers and Confucianism would be like today.

Nangong Si silently lowered her eyelids and said nothing.

At this time, other people came down from Huangshan Mountain one after another. Thousands of people were like migrating fish, crowding back to the front of the mountain.

Chu Wanning came over, Xue Meng and Shi Mo followed behind him, he looked at Nangong Si: "Why did your hand hurt?"

"It's okay, I did it myself." Nangong Si said, "Thank you, Grandmaster, for your kindness."

Xue Meng sighed: "Master, what is the name of the master, really, the face that the master gave you, you don't want it, you..."

"I have never worshiped the master." Nangong Si's dry and skinny lips opened and closed slightly: "What I have learned and learned, I have never studied under the master. When I was young, my mother asked, the master does not need to take it to heart."

Chu Wanning: "..."

"I'm sorry. But I don't even remember the three prayers that year."

Before Chu Wanning could speak, he saw Jiang Xi and the heads of several other sects walking towards here, followed by hugs in all directions.He was not used to talking privately in front of so many people, so he pursed his lips, didn't say any more, and just handed him a small jar of medicine in his Qiankun bag.

"Applied externally every day, it will heal within three days."

After he simply said this, the others had already arrived.

Huang Xiaoyue was also supported and walked tremblingly from the gazebo. Jiang Dongtang would undoubtedly not miss this cup of soup.

Now that Gu Yueye is the leader of all factions, Jiang Xi should speak first when facing important events.But Jiang Xi looked at Nangong Si, and was not sure for a while what attitude should be most suitable for him——

The Confucian school has been domineering for so many years, and has accumulated enmity with many sects. These enmity have nowhere to vent, and will eventually fall on Nangongsi alone.

But what's wrong with Nangong Si?He didn't take away the sword manual of Bitan Villa, and he didn't do it to ask for the sky-high price. He didn't even know where the sword manual was before it was too late... His father Nan Gongliu committed many crimes, and he would be happy if he died. Nowadays, everyone says that the father's debt is repaid by the son, but if the father's debt is repaid by the son, how many people here can be clean and innocent?

What's more, this young man is currently the only blood of the Nangong family, and is the key to open the gate of Jiaoshan.

"you……"

Jiang Xi spoke after deliberating.

I only mentioned you, when I heard someone next to me tremblingly say: "Nangong benefactor, you have to go with us, the so-called untie the bell needs someone to tie the bell, the mess of the Confucianism School, you don't care Don't let it go, just sit by and watch."

Jiang Xi saw that it was Master Xuanjing, the abbot of Wubei Temple, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart, thinking that this old bald donkey's six roots are not clean, but he really wanted to pick some people to stand out.

But it was just right, anyway, he was not good at socializing, so he lazily closed his mouth and stood beside him, watching Master Xuanjing leaning on his staff, Amitabha and Nangong Si talking about the truth.

After hearing a few words, Nangong Si said: "Yes, I will go to Jiaoshan together with you."

Master Xuanjing did not expect that he would readily agree to help open the Jiaoshan barrier, and after a moment of stunned, he joined his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor can understand things, the gods and Buddhas have knowledge, and the sins should be reduced."

Nangong Si seemed to want to say something for a moment, but he didn't say anything. Nao Baijin was whining in his quiver, trying to crawl out, but he pressed it back calmly.

"I went to Jiaoshan because I didn't want the heroes of the Confucianism sect to become puppets for hundreds of years." Nan Gongsi said with restraint, "but thank you for your kindness, Master, for pointing me the way."

In this way, the key to unlock Jiaoshan will be there.

However, the suitability and characteristics of each of the four major evil mountains are very different. It is different from Huangshan. If you want to go to Jiaoshan, no matter if you are from the Nangong family or any outsiders brought in by the Nangong family, you must do two things. thing--

First, fast for ten days.

Second, when you arrive at the Panlong Mountains to which Jiaoshan belongs, you must walk on foot. You must not use a sword or ride a horse. You must turn over the first three mountains with one pair of feet to show your sincerity.

Xue Zhengyi counted the time and said: "From here to the Panlong Mountains, if you ride a horse, it will take about ten days, and the fast just happens to be completed. I think if you don't have any important matters, you don't have to go back to your respective sects to fast. Bigu is gone, let's go together."

The Mistress of Treading Snow Palace said: "Alright, if we go together, we can discuss the next countermeasures."

Xue Zhengyong said: "It's just that there are at least three thousand people here, and horses are a little hard to find..."

At this time, a weak voice suddenly came from the crowd, and one hand was raised up. It was a deer-headed mouse-eyed man who described as wretched, wearing a red brocade robe with a black night cat totem emblem embroidered on the edge of the brocade robe: "My villa There, it should be enough."

"Master Ma?" Jiang Xi raised his eyebrows.

This person is Ma Yun, the head of the "Taobao Mountain Villa" of the nine sects in the upper cultivation world. He ranked third richest in the "Unknown List" that Xue Meng bought, but now Nangong Liu is dead. In terms of wealth, he should be able to rank second.

Compared with Jiang Xi, Ma Yun looked more down-to-earth, with the appearance of a businessman.But after all, the two people have different methods of making money. Jiang Xi is fierce, wild, with many treasures, and they are doing it in the black market.

The owner of the horse village has set up large and small post stations in the cultivation world to undertake all kinds of package delivery, rental of fairy horses, fairy boats, and spiritual horse carriages. Their villa is good at manufacturing all kinds of flexible boats and carts, and they have raised a large number of strong cattle and horses. Therefore, the owner of the horse owner has a nickname, called "receiving horse".

Facing Jiang Xi with a cold face and a god-like face, the pick-up horse seemed a little timid, shrunk his neck, and said, "Then...or go to Linling Islet? There must be more horses in Jiang's house than in the next one, hehehe .”

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Xi looked at his wrinkled smile, was speechless for a moment, and said, "I just feel grateful for the generosity of the owner of the horse, and there is no other meaning. This place is close to Taobao Mountain Villa, and the owner of the horse is willing to borrow everyone's horses. It couldn't be better."

Hearing this, the owner of the horse farm was relieved, and said with a smile: "Then please move to Bi Village, it's already getting late, why not stay overnight in the village, and set off together the next day."

Taobao Villa stands on the bank of West Lake and is built on the top of an isolated mountain.But this lonely mountain is a mountain, but it is actually just a small hill, and it only takes half an hour to climb to the top of the mountain.

"It's here!" The owner of Ma Zhuang stood in front of the grand mountain gate painted in bright red with great interest, raised his hand and removed the protective barrier, "Everyone, please come in, please come in, please come in."

Huangshan and his party, the heads of the sects were either anxious or worried in their hearts, but the owner of Ma Zhuang soon became like a normal person, and he was able to show a steaming smile.Everyone looked at each other and smiled wryly, but they didn't say anything. The head of the sect came first, followed by the elders, followed by the personal pass, followed by the disciples of Haohao Tangtang's various sects, who entered the enchantment gate of Taobao Villa one by one.

Xue Meng murmured to Mo Ran: "What the hell is this pick-up horse doing? Laughing makes me get goosebumps. Could he also be with Xu Shuanglin? Is this going to invite you into the urn?"

"……no."

"Are you so sure again?"

Mo Ran said: "The lords and leaders of the nine sects are here. Now everyone is a soldier. If he is Xu Shuanglin's accomplice, he can't do anything, but will expose himself."

"Then what is he so happy about?"

Mo Ran sighed and said: "He is happy to make a fortune."

"Why are you making a fortune? He is doing a loss-making business." Xue Meng was stunned.Like his father, he has no business sense. It is said that when he was a child, Mrs. Wang gave him a silver leaf and asked him to go to the hawker to exchange it. In the end, he exchanged it back with a small kite and three greasy copper coins. , I was cheated extremely miserably, but I still think that the kite looks good, I bought it for fun, and it is worth it.

How can a person like him know what the pick-up horse is thinking.

So after thinking about it for a long time, he still said in a daze, "Did you hear me wrong? He just said that he wanted to borrow our horses, not rent our horses. He didn't take any money, he—"

At this time, the low-level disciples of the villa who were in charge of receiving guests and assigning rooms came to meet them. Mo Ran waved his hand and motioned him to stop talking. The maid in the pink jacket smiled and led them to the other courtyard where they lived temporarily tonight. .

This row of other courtyards are all on the edge of the mountain, and one courtyard can accommodate six people.At dusk, Mo Ran stood in front of the window of his own room, overlooking the distant mountains and the misty waters of the West Lake.

After coming down from Huangshan Mountain, Mo Ran has been very anxious and extremely restless. At this time, he closed the door, and he finally fully revealed this depression.He rubbed the window lattice with one hand, and subconsciously played with something warm in his palm with the other hand.

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is always beautiful, but at this moment he has no intention of appreciating it.The setting sun was dim, if anyone saw the look on his face at this moment, they would not believe that he was the upright and honest Zongshi Mo.

This is a face that belonged to the Emperor Taxian from the previous life.

Shady.

The setting sun pierced into his hazel eyes.

In the twilight, Mo Weiyu's face changed.

The reborn person behind Xu Shuanglin made him shudder. He felt as if there was a knife around his neck, the blade stuck to his skin, pierced his flesh, and blood had already leaked out.

But the man didn't have to cut it down hard, and he couldn't turn his head back.He couldn't see clearly who was standing behind him, who would kill him anytime, anywhere.

He was very confused, he always felt that his rebirth might not be hidden for too long.

If the day of the decisive battle is the day when the truth is revealed, what should he do?

What would uncle and aunt think of him?What would the teacher think of him?What would Xue Meng think of him?

And Chu Wanning.

Chu Wanning...

If the past life was exposed, how much would Chu Wanning hate him?Will she never want to look at him again from now on?

The ink burns like a numb heart, the more I think about it, the colder I feel, the colder my bones——

"... patter."

Suddenly there was a sound, and the thing he was playing in his hand fell to the floor.

He picked it up in a daze, and glanced at it lightly.

There was a bit of dust on the gadget, it seems that this other courtyard in Taobao Mountain Villa has not been lived in for a long time, and the care is not diligent, the floor is a little dusty...

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Mo Ran's face turned pale.

He suddenly realized what he was playing——

Lying in the palm of his hand was a dark and moist chess piece.

Zhenlong chess! !

The ink burns and changes color!

In his previous life, he had developed a habit in the last two years before his death.Every time I feel extremely complicated and irritable, I can't help but gather my spiritual power in my palm, condense it into a small sunspot, and play with it over and over in my hand.

His habit made many attendants in the palace terrified at that time. Mo Ran overheard the palace people discussing this matter, and they all thought that he must be sullen. If he was sullen, he would be a pawn , To kill people, to turn living people into puppets.

"I'm so afraid that His Majesty will throw out the chess piece in his hand at any time."

"Honestly, I'd rather watch him play with a dead man's skull."

"What do you have to be afraid of? I'm His Majesty's valet. God knows how many times I've lost my legs. How much spiritual power does His Majesty spend to make a chess piece? He can't be just playing around, right? He must have a purpose. Or you want to vent... If it happens to me, what should I do..."

Mo Ran was very speechless about this, but it was a little funny.

He didn't understand what these chattering palace people were thinking, and why they had such a determined attitude to speculate on his heart.

In fact, it didn't make any sense for him to make these chess pieces. It was just a personal hobby of Emperor Taxian, it was as simple as that.But ever since he heard the comments from the palace people, he sometimes became playful and pretended to hit the Zhenlong chess in his hand at a certain servant girl, scaring those people to beg for mercy repeatedly, his legs were like sifting chaff, his face As cold as ever, but secretly amused in my heart.

That was the only fun he had in the last two years of his life.

He hasn't condensed Zhenlong chess for a long time.

It seems that subconsciously want to separate from the former self, since the rebirth, Mo Ran has never cast this spell again.

Seven or eight years have passed in a blink of an eye, and he thought that he would forget that set of mental methods and that set of formulas.

But it turned out that he couldn't escape at all——

Sin was planted in his soul.

Mo Ran stared at the sunspot, his palms trembling...

He was suddenly desperate——

He suddenly didn't know who he was.Is it Ta Xianjun?Or Grandmaster Mo?

He suddenly didn't know where he was...was it by the West Lake?Or in front of Wushan Temple?

He suddenly couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality. He was trembling, trembling unceasingly. The little sunspot was reflected in his eyes, like a heavy nightmare, like black blood stains, and there was a hideous scar in his head. The voice couldn't help laughing wildly, roaring:

"Mo Weiyu! Mo Weiyu! You can't escape! You can't escape! You can only be a villain forever, you can only be a ghost! You are a disaster! A disaster!!"

Loud.

"Tuk tuk." Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Mo Ran woke up suddenly, dripping with cold sweat.He held the chess piece tightly in his hand, turned his head and said sharply: "Who?"

"It's me." The people outside replied, "Xue Meng."

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