Buddha played a big game of chess

Ao Cunxin gave the sword to Zhuo Donglai, Zhuo Donglai took it and slowly pulled out the sword.

Ao Cunxin didn't know, Zhuo Donglai didn't know either, Yang Jian poured mana on Zhanxian when Zhuo Donglai received the sword, and Zhanxian was pulled out, in the eyes of Zhuo Donglai and Gao Shan, it was just a very ordinary weapon. The sword, naturally cannot see the immortal energy on the sword.

But Ao Cunxin felt strange, why the immortal energy disappeared, she quickly turned her head to look at Yang Jian, but Yang Jian smiled at her, Ao Cunxin bit her lower lip, and almost asked if Yang Jian had cast a spell, but She finally endured it without asking.

Yang Jian didn't answer Ao Cunxin, but he walked forward slowly, shaking his ink fan and said softly: "Since Mr. Zhuo has seen this sword, can you return it?"

"Mr. Yang is very concerned about this sword?" Zhuo Donglai raised an eyebrow at Yang Jian.

"Of course, this sword is borrowed from my teacher for my wife's self-defense, and I have to return it to my teacher after returning home. Naturally, it is more important."

Yang Jian's answer was also reasonable, and it was beyond Ao Cunxin's expectation.

Ao Cunxin didn't expect that Yang Jian would return the sword, and thought that the sword was hers if it was given to her, so she felt very uncomfortable again.

Yang Jian had never given her anything before, and this was the first time besides sending flowers thousands of years ago. She never thought that the things she gave her the first time would be returned. Where did Ao Cunxin feel relieved, and Ao Cunxin wanted to explode immediately However, Zhuo Donglai handed the sword back to Ao Cunxin.

In front of Zhuo Donglai, Ao Cunxin couldn't lose his temper, so he had to endure it, and took back the sword, "Look at what I said, this sword can't go into Mr. Zhuo's eyes."

"Ma'am, this sword is also a good sword."

Zhuo Dong looked at Yang Jian with heavy eyes, "Mr. Yang knows how to cherish it, but if he doesn't cherish it well, he might lose it."

"I must cherish it."

This sentence, which both Zhuo Donglai and Yang Jian could understand, made Ao Cunxin confused, and she was unhappy again.She really couldn't figure out what charades these two extremely intelligent men were playing beside her.She would prefer a man who is clumsy and understandable, but Yang Jian is smart, and Zhuo Donglai is also very smart, which really bothers her.

Gao Shan held the tear-stained sword and said to Zhuo Dong, "It seems to be you."

"What? What is Mr. Zhuo?"

Unexpectedly, Ao Cunxin was the first to ask. She really couldn't understand it, and she couldn't understand it either.

"It is rumored that only the blood of the swordsmith's son can make these tears disappear, and the swordsmith's son will definitely die under this sword. I thought..." Gao Shan paused and then continued: "I thought carrying The person who opened the box is the son of the swordsmith, but I didn't expect you to be!"

Gao Shan was very excited, and said: "I once swore to stay here and look at this sword. I will not go down the mountain in this life, just because of this vow. Now the tear stains on the tear-stained sword have disappeared, and the curse of this sword is also broken. The oath is broken."

"Isn't it a good thing that the curse is broken?" Ao Cunxin didn't understand why Gao Shan looked sad.

"It's a good thing that the curse is broken, it is indeed a good thing. In this way, there will be no bloody storms in the rivers and lakes." Gao Shan turned his body on his back, "Hurry up, there is no need to come here again. I already know the truth, It’s just a pain for my apprentice, if you meet him, tell him that you don’t have to come back.”

Zhuo Donglai turned around to leave, Ao Cunxin naturally followed, but Yang Jian didn't want Ao Cunxin to follow, and it was not easy to say this in front of Zhuo Donglai, so he could only sigh helplessly and followed.

The carriage ran quickly again. On the way back, the carriage was very quiet, but Ao Cunxin was not a person who could bear loneliness, so she finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhuo, I have completed this matter, So when will I be able to hear about the Little Red Tomb?"

"The people below have been sent overseas to inquire. I believe there will be news in the near future. Mr. Yang and his wife might as well stay in Zhuo's place for a few more days, and leave after hearing the news."

"Then thank you Mr. Zhuo, my husband and I will stay here." Ao Cunxin replied with a smile, and asked another question she wanted to ask: "Mr. Zhuo, you have never known who your father is." Is it? Sorry for the abruptness of the question."

"I was adopted by my adoptive father, Liushui, and I have never met my biological father. But now I know that my father is the swordsmith of this sword, and now I seem to have some ideas in my heart."

Zhuo Donglai had never inquired about his life experience, he felt that he was an abandoned child, there was no need to pursue his life experience, just because he was Ziqi Donglai Zhuo Donglai now, he would always be Zhuo Donglai forever.It doesn't matter who his parents are, without them he is still Zhuo Donglai, even if he finds them, he is still Zhuo Donglai.

"But I miss my parents and my brothers and sisters very much. My parents are not traveling far, but I have traveled so far. I think they must be very worried."

Ao Cunxin thought of Xihai, her father, queen mother, brothers and sisters, and the aquariums of Xihai.

"Oh? Didn't Mr. Yang bring his wife back to visit his natal family?" It seemed like a caring question, but it meant a lot of prying.

But this sentence silenced both Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian.

Zhuo Donglai's words are absolutely right. When they were still enemies thousands of years ago, Yang Jian never took her back to Xihai to visit her relatives, but now she can't go back to visit her relatives.

go home……

These two words have always been the pain in Ao Cunxin's heart, tormenting Ao Cunxin for 1000 years, and let her torment Yang Jian for 1000 years.

It wasn't until the farewell to the West Sea, until the Dragon King said that Cun Xin was dead by the West Coast, that Yang Jian realized what was the reason for Ao Cun Xin's dissatisfaction, Ao Cun Xin's anger, and Ao Cun Xin's resentment in those 1000 years of life.

Where is there a daughter who doesn't want to go home?

Thinking of him, Yang Erlang prides himself on being a filial son, and that he would fight against heaven for his mother, but he never considered that his wife also has parents, brothers and sisters. Since Ao Cunxin married him, he has never brought Ao Cunxin back. Once in Xihai, I have never understood Ao Cunxin's heart that misses his family.

On this point, Yang Jian felt that he was sorry to Ao Cunxin, and Ao Cunxin also felt that Yang Jian was sorry to her on this point, but he did not owe her. She also did not understand Yang Jian.

Ao Cunxin was silent, Yang Jian was silent, and the whole carriage was quiet again.

Zhuo Donglai seemed to have noticed something strange, so he stopped dwelling on this topic, and changed to other topics to break the strangeness in the car.

"I don't know how Mrs. Yang met Sun Xiaohong, the granddaughter of Old Man Tianji. As far as Zhuo knows, Sun Xiaohong has passed away, and she is quite old, but Mrs. Yang is so young and beautiful."

This was Zhuo Donglai's question, and it was also something he couldn't figure out.

Since Zhuo Donglai couldn't find out Ao Cunxin's background, let alone Yang Jian's background, he had to ask.

"I remember I said this topic, Mr. Zhuo, don't you remember?" Ao Cunxin just smiled, she knew that she looked very young at her age, but she was not young anymore.

"I did say that, Zhuo forgot."

Zhuo Donglai couldn't get the answer he wanted, so he smiled lightly and said, "I wonder if Mrs. Yang can make tea again. Although Zhuo's carriage did not have mountain spring water from this high mountain, there was indeed polar snow water in the beginning. This snow The water has bred the world's elixir, and it is a living water with great spirituality. I don't know how the tea brewed by Mrs. Yang is like."

Ao Cunxin didn't refuse, she just watched Zhuo Donglai take out things one by one from the bottom of the small table, and saw Zhuo Donglai put the tear-stained sword back under his cushion, then slowly started to cook Tea comes.

Yang Jian remained silent from the beginning to the end and didn't say anything, just watched quietly, but although his eyes were calm, his heart was overwhelmed.

Yang Jian had already decided to bid farewell to Zhuo Donglai when he returned to Chang'an City this trip. Zhuo Donglai was too dangerous and brought him a lot of pressure.

It's not that Yang Jian is not confident, but considering that Ao Cunxin still has fear and scruples about the Buddha's words in his heart, he is really afraid of a comparable opponent.Once such a person appears, and that proverb...

Ao Cunxin will definitely choose to leave him!

Yang Jian seemed to have foreseen the ending, he silently watched Ao Cunxin make tea for Zhuo Donglai, silently watched Ao Cunxin pass the brewed tea to Zhuo Donglai first, instead of giving him the first cup, The discomfort in my heart was even worse, and I even felt that there was a fire of ignorance burning in my heart.

If it weren't for Yang Jian's strong self-control and ability to restrain his emotions, he might have pulled Ao Cunxin away at this moment.

There was a slight smile on Ao Cunxin's face. When she handed the teacup to Yang Jian, Yang Jian's face was still not very good-looking. This was the first time Yang Jian showed such a revealing expression to Ao Cunxin.

Ao Cunxin naturally didn't understand why, but Zhuo Donglai couldn't get angry because of her, so he had to endure it.

This is the case with Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin. The two endured each other, and the atmosphere along the way seemed a little strange, but Zhuo Donglai was the most comfortable one. He looked at Yang Jian for a while, and Ao Cunxin for a while, as if he noticed Knowing that there was something wrong between the two, he even smiled and talked to Ao Cunxin, drawing Ao Cunxin's attention to him instead of looking at Yang Jian's face.

Yang Jian only felt that it was very uncomfortable to hold the turbid breath in his chest. This was a feeling he had never experienced before. When he was almost unable to bear it, he finally arrived in Chang'an.

When I got off the carriage, it was already dark, and the moon was big and round in the night, but it was a pity that there was no Chang'e inside, but only a bouncing rabbit.

Yang Jian got out of the carriage and let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to take Ao Cunxin away, but seeing Ao Cunxin talking to Zhuo Donglai, he couldn't help looking up at the moon in the sky out of habit.

When Ao Cunxin turned his head and saw Yang Jian looking up at the moon, he couldn't help being annoyed, and said to Zhuo Donglai: "It seems that I have been bothering Mr. Zhuo for a while."

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