Confused Escort Confused Account

Seeing him frowning, Yan Wuhua kept silent for a long time, and urged: "Why, Zhao Biaotou has always been resolute and resolute, but at a critical moment, he became timid."

Zhao Shitu blinked, his eyebrows finally relaxed, and he replied: "I am not timid, but I suddenly thought of something, I wonder if Brother Yan is willing to tell the truth."

Yan Wuhua said: "Just ask."

Zhao Shitu then asked: "Actually, Yuan Leixing obtained the secret book of Rakshasa skills later, at least he thought so, right?"

Yan Wuhua was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, he is so eager for martial arts in the Western Regions, how could my mother have the heart to let him down. It's just that the book he got had a few changes in key points, such as changing 'Five Fingers Fa Jin' to 'Five hearts up to the sky', change 'Qi to the Dantian' to 'Qi accumulation to practice'..."

Zhao Shitu interrupted him and said: "I understand. Although the changes are only a few strokes, they confuse the true and the false, and turn the world upside down. If you practice according to the fake copy, it will cause endless harm."

Yan Wuhua said: "That's right, but it's a pity that Yuan Lei's rotten wood is difficult to carve, and he can't even master the basic kung fu. Naturally, he can't tell the difference between the fake and the original. It was a waste of my mother's thoughts. Thanks to the heavens, let him I gave birth to a son who is unparalleled in the world, and he can learn all the martial arts in the world, if this virtuous brother is not alive, I should thank him personally."

Zhao Shitu's face was as cold as ice: "When did you find out the identity of Shangguan?"

Yan Wuhua's tone was full of pride: "His martial arts are unique, I was skeptical when I first saw him. I was able to confirm it after introducing him to the ancient tomb of Loulan and fighting with Ma Touzhan."

Zhao Shitu said: "In any case, he is also your flesh and blood brother."

Yan Wuhua seemed to have heard a big joke, and said: "Funny, funny, do you think I want such a brother?"

Zhao Shitu said: "In any case, the grievances and grievances of the previous generation have nothing to do with you. Could it be that your way of wisdom is to repay evil with evil, and the cycle of cause and effect?"

Yan Wuhua was touched by his words, stared at him fiercely, and finally replied after a long while: "You are right, I have no hatred with Shangguan, and I don't necessarily want to put him to death, I even gave him a chance , if he had surrendered to me earlier, maybe I would have given him the complete Rakshasa Kung Fu secret book and saved his life, but it is a pity that he is only loyal to you and insists on obstructing my plan."

Zhao Shitu said coldly: "I will make the same choice."

Yan Wuhua stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed: "Zhao Shitu, you are really a strange person, I have never seen a person as smart as you, but also so stupid. Seeing you commit suicide, I feel a little bit Sad."

Zhao Shitu smiled and said: "Then you are worrying too much, I will not kill myself."

Yan Wuhua said: "Is there any point in bluffing now?"

Zhao Shitu shook his head and said: "You have calculated thousands of times, but you still miscalculated one thing after all."

Yan Wuhua shuddered all over: "What did you say?"

Zhao Shitu stepped back and turned sideways, letting out the window behind him: "Is it a bluff, you might as well take a look for yourself."

But I saw the flames jumping outside the window, and in the night, the sound of flags and drums was thunderous, echoing in the vast mountains, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Yan Wuhua rushed to the window, looking down impatiently.

The pursuers in the distance had already reached the bottom of the tower. It was a well-trained team, all of them in armor and wielding swords, and neatly dressed. They passed through the narrow mountain stream and spread out along the valley.The number of visitors was so large that the surrounding area of ​​the pagoda was blocked.

From the window on the top of the pagoda, one can clearly see the feathers on the cap and the chain mail armor on the shoulders of the visitor. This outfit is undoubtedly a personal soldier of the Tubo royal family.

However, the one leading the army was not the banner of Daroma, nor the command banner of Datang.

Yan Wuhua never dreamed that what was fluttering in front of the team turned out to be the escort flag of the Escort Bureau.

He took a step back, and when he turned around, he couldn't hide the astonishment on his face: "You... how..."

Zhao Shitu wrote lightly: "It's actually very simple. It just so happens that the current monarch of Tubo has some connections with my escort agency. When he sees this escort flag, he naturally knows that the person who came to report is a trustworthy person."

Yan Wuhua was still shaking her head: "Reporting the letter? In the past few months, I have had people interrogate people who go in and out of Dunhuang every day."

Zhao Shitu said: "Then you told the officers and soldiers in charge of the interrogation not to let go of even eight or nine-year-old children."

Yan Wuhua finally said, "It's Huan'er? I thought he..."

He stopped in the middle of what he said, and Wu Qingyi on the side said for him: "Although my junior brother often argues with me, this time he didn't really run away from home."

Yan Wuhua suddenly raised her head, only to realize that the eyes of the three people on the opposite side were all focused on him.

Their eyes are full of contempt and pity, it doesn't look like they are facing an enemy at all, but they seem to be staring at a pathetic defeated opponent.

As if waking up from a dream, he finally understood his predicament.

It turned out that the brothers of the Mo family were also on Zhao Shitu's side. Luo Huan deliberately pretended to break up with Wu Qingyi, but actually escorted the escort flag out of the customs and traveled thousands of miles to bring the Tubo monarch Chizu Dezan.And the Yashamen's team that reported to Daroma may have been stopped by the latter.

Along the way, of course, he noticed that there were pursuers behind the team, but he thought it was someone who was following him, so he pretended not to know, and even deliberately used Zhao Shitu's strategy to let himself hold a flag and stand on a high place to lead the way.He didn't expect that what he attracted was not an ally, but an enemy.

He finally stared at Zhao Shitu's face, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that your luck is really good."

Zhao Shitu shook his head and said: "This time I can win you, but it's not because of luck, let alone because I'm smarter than you. I was in trouble and ended up at the end of the road, but I have more friends than you. I trust them, they Also trust me, love and righteousness are not completely useless things."

Yan Wuhua stared at him, with vicious and surly eyes, a trace of dazedness of just waking up from a big dream floated up.

Zhao Shitu went on to say: "So the path I chose, and the one you insisted on, have been completely different from the very beginning. Because it has been planted long ago, today's fruit is a testimony."

Yan Wuhua glanced out of the window again, the flames danced in the night, flickering on and off, like a thousand trees blooming, mottled and magnificent.However, in the light of the flames, there were no soldiers and iron horses, no blood pouring out, no fighting and killing as he expected.

Tibetans and Han Chinese, the warriors he hated, put aside their weapons and talked peacefully in the light of the fire.

He put on a hypocritical mask, put on a smile against his will, tried his best, thought deeply, and made every effort to plan, but in exchange for such a diametrically opposed result, is there anything more ironic than this in the world.

His face was almost distorted, and a sneer was squeezed out from between his lips and teeth. He didn't know whether he was laughing at others or himself.

He suddenly rushed to the wall and pulled out the torch that had been inserted into the wall.