The correct strategy for the master of the world

It was mid-winter, and the temperature difference between the top of Kunlun Mountain and the bottom of the mountain was not that big. It was just as cold and made people shiver. The bottom of Kunlun Mountain was a bustling town, mostly merchants.

Wen Renxi arrived in this small town at noon, and the sun at noon is very strong. In the midwinter season, such a sun can add some warmth. At this time, no one is willing to go out to run a business or work. , the guys hid under a tree or in a shed sheltered from the wind, ordered a pot of steaming wine, grilled the stove, wrapped up in leather jackets, chatted or slept lazy, and couldn't be more comfortable.

The hosts would naturally not do such things that would lead to a price drop, and they would prefer to chat with each other while drinking tea and wine in the inn with floor heating, listening to books and watching plays.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?" The drowsy waiter standing at the door of the inn saw a little white approaching from a distance, and when he walked in, he realized that it was a man in white clothes and white hair.

He was a very good-looking man, but when he saw him, the first thing he noticed was not his appearance, but his demeanor, cold and aloof, just like Kunlun, where the snow does not melt all year round, as if getting closer, It's all blasphemy.

"Stay here." Wen Renxi handed over a broken piece of silver. He had a pair of extremely beautiful hands with slender fingers and well-defined joints. Under the sun, the whiteness was almost transparent.

"Okay, please this way!" The waiter skillfully put the handkerchief on his shoulder, and quickly woke up. He has been standing at the door of this shop for many years. With such a bearing, he would never As an ordinary person, if he wants to be less troublesome, he can naturally avoid provoking it, so he will never provoke it.

I have to say that among the rough men, Wen Renxi, who is slender and dressed in snow satin robes, is particularly out of place, but no matter how curious he is, he just takes a quick glance. He wouldn't be so stupid as to do something that would cause him trouble.

"Let's go down first, little one, call me when you have something to do!" Xiaoer smiled and closed the door, a small piece of silver was enough to cover half a month's monthly money, of course he had to be more enthusiastic.

It was night, and the very thin waning moon hung in the sky, dim and unclear, with a few stars lining the side, it was also faintly bright.

In a trance, fog began to form. It was a thin mist at first, and then it became thicker and thicker. Wen Renxi, who was sitting on the bed and meditating, opened his eyes and looked at the thick fog pouring in from the window.

"What's the reason for visiting late at night?" Wen Renxi asked, but there was clearly no one in front of him.

"Isn't it beautiful to visit a beautiful woman at night?" A hoarse voice sounded, with a hint of ridicule.

"Heh." Wen Renxi laughed inexplicably, and pointed at the mist with a sword.

"The beauty is too ruthless, it's not a good thing." The mist faded in an instant, and gathered again in a blink of an eye. At this time, a shadowy figure could be seen hidden behind the mist.

"Western Demon Sect Jade Rakshasa." Wen Renxi pointed out the identity of the person in front of him. Although he has lived in the snow-capped mountains all year round, he has some understanding of today's martial arts affairs.

"The Kunlun Shrine has also heard of my name. It's a great honor." The man behind the mist smiled lowly.

Wen Renxi said nothing, the Demon Cult in the Western Regions expanded very fast, and the sphere of influence overlapped with Kunlun to some extent. Although they were not allowed to go down the mountain, they also did not allow anyone to touch their own back garden, so there were some conflicts between the two sides, and finally When Yu Luocha went to the snow-capped mountain in person, his master planned to reveal all his old secrets.

Since then, the two sides have demarcated the Chu River and Han border, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, and there is no more than half a point of communication.

"Ximen Chuuxue." Wenren Xi squeezed his hands in his sleeves twice, and announced his name.

A little murderous intent leaked from the opposite side, but was quickly restrained. "Great machine and clever calculation, well-deserved reputation."

"Small tricks are not worth it."

"If I remember correctly, the Kunlun disciples will not be allowed to go down the mountain for the rest of their lives."

"Wen Renxi is no longer a child of Kunlun."

"Why?"

"Seeking revenge."

"Which one?"

"woman."

"where?"

"South Wulin."

"I don't know the name?"

"I don't know."

"Bu Yi can't come out?"

"Copper coins are turned into dust, and plans are cut off."

"Although this seat is not involved in the martial arts in the four directions of the Central Plains, I also know that there are thousands of women. It is like finding a needle in a haystack."

"It's all about being poor for a lifetime."

"Sincerely, heh." Yu Luocha laughed, "Although I am not involved in the Central Plains, I know that there is someone who can definitely help you."

"Who?"

"South Wulin, Lu Xiaofeng."

"Trustworthy?"

"A smart guy."

"Ximen Chuuxue, I will take care of it." On the snow mountain back then, the biggest secret of Yu Luocha was undoubtedly that Yu Tianbao, the young leader of the Western Demon Cult, is just a counterfeit. It occurred to him that the owner of Wanmei Villa was actually the biological son of the leader of the Western Demon Sect.

Yu Luocha didn't say a word, but the mist quickly faded away, and there was no trace in a few breaths, and there was no trace to prove that he had been here.

Wen Ren Xizhong closed his eyes again and began to meditate, secretly remembering the name Lu Xiaofeng in his heart.

In the past, the emperor was fatuous, wars broke out everywhere, and Ming Shengzu Ye's ruled the world, but the good times did not last long. In just a hundred years, the world was divided into four parts.

This split lasted for nearly 300 years, until the dynasty started from its infancy. With three hundred soldiers of its own, it made the great wish to take over the power of the world. After that, the Dapeng rose like a wind, soared [-] miles, and marched eastward. In the Western War, the world was unified, and after that, it was the Zhu family's world, but the rivers and lakes are still used to dividing the east, west, north, and south.

So far, it has been Hongxi's six years, and a hundred years have passed.

On the second day, leaving the small town, Wen Renxi headed south all the way, and began to rush without sleep.

Wen Renxi didn't look for Lu Xiaofeng, he went to Wuyang City, he walked for a long time, all the way from Kunlun to Guangzhou, which is almost the southernmost point of this country, he was exhausted physically and mentally, almost stopped, he would He was so tired that he fell asleep directly, eating dry food on horseback for three meals, and his stomach, which was used to fine soup, would often cause a dull pain. He changed many horses along the way, and each one was exhausted from running.

All the way at a fast pace, the journey that was supposed to take nearly half a year was shortened by him to two months and more than three days.

When he arrived in Wuyang City, it was already the season of early spring when the grass and trees first sprouted. He looked very embarrassed and dusty, and the horse he was riding was also breathing heavily and exhausted.

Even so, his back was straight, his eyes were bright, and his hand holding the rein was steady.

He sold his horse, washed himself in an inn, changed his clothes, and went straight to the countryside.

The cemetery in the east of the city, it is not yet the season of worship, it looks very deserted, the white flags are fluttering in the wind, no matter how it was during life, after death it is just a small bulging bag of dirt.

Zhang Fang has no relatives and has never married a wife and had children. Fortunately, his bodyguard has a bit of conscience, which allows him to escape the fate of being thrown into a mass grave.

Zhang Fang's tombstone is very simple, with the simplest style and the most common stone materials. His bodyguard agency is not a rich bodyguard agency, but just passable.

Wen Renxi put the wine in his hand in front of the tombstone, and cleaned the tombstone carefully. The tombstone was already covered with a thick layer of dust, and it seemed that no one came to worship him.

"It's been almost two years." After Wen Renxi cleaned the tombstone, he began to burn the paper money. The fire ignited thick black smoke. Wen Renxi felt that his eyes seemed to be sour from the smoke, and he was about to cry.

"I knew you when I was 16 years old." Wen Renxi said, his voice was a little trembling, and the wind blew it away.

"You're a stupid bastard, you'll believe everything once you're coaxed."

"You remember me, I'm actually very happy."

"You're my first friend in my life... and best friend."

"I went down the mountain, and I saw everything you said."

"The mountain is beautiful, you didn't lie to me."

"I didn't know anything when you died."

"I brewed wine for you and buried it under the peach tree outside the small cave. Go find it yourself, drink it and go on your way with peace of mind."

"It's been almost two years since you've been dead, I just came to worship you, I'm sorry for you,"

"With all my strength, I will avenge you."

He bought a jug of fine wine and poured it for himself.Wen Renxi didn't drink much, and felt a little dizzy after drinking too much.

Well, let's keep watch for you all night.Leaning in front of the tombstone, Wen Renxi felt the exhaustion of many days rushing up, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

In the dream, he saw Zhang Fang again, next to the Sansheng Stone, at the head of Naihe Bridge.

Zhang Fang was holding a bowl of soup and was about to drink. When he looked up and saw him, he smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you for so long, it's time to go. The wine is delicious. Take care in the future." Tang, then, forget all his past and re-enter reincarnation.

He stood there for a long time, until Zhang Fang crossed the bridge, disappeared, and was still standing there. The mother-in-law who shared the soup in front of the bridge laughed hoarsely: "Don't look back, don't look back, why should you keep the past? Don’t force ghosts to go the other way.”

"I'm just here to send a friend." Wen Renxi replied, "I'm just here to send a bastard and fool across the bridge."

After saying that, he turned around and left: "In the next life, don't tell him to meet me again." Finally, I have time to see you for the last time.

Wen Renxi was woken up by birdsong. After a night's sleep, his exhaustion disappeared. He seemed to have had a dream. He couldn't remember the specifics of the dream, but it seemed to be a very sad but very happy dream. When he woke up, His face was dry and tear-stained, but his heart was as relaxed as if he had dropped a big rock.

Wen Renxi was not in a hurry to leave, he went to find Lu Shaohua, the chief arrester of Wuyang City.

He didn't go to the yamen, but went straight to Lu Shaohua's house, where he waited for two hours before he got someone.

It was a short and slender man, although he was not very old, his hair was already gray, and he always seemed to have a lot of troubles.He was dressed like an ordinary businessman, but with piercing eyes, a hooked nose, and a faint bulge on his waist. There were obviously soft weapons such as soft whips and guns in his clothes, and they might be chains and shackles.

He didn't know Wen Renxi, because Wen Renxi didn't have any reputation in the world, but he knew that Wen Renxi was a character he could never offend.

Because before he saw Wen Renxi, he didn't realize that people had entered his house at all, and all the traps and defenses he had placed in front of and behind the house were not touched at all, and the hearing he was proud of was not in the slightest. Didn't hear the breathing and heartbeat of outsiders.

This can only show one thing, Wen Renxi is much stronger than him, so much that it makes his heart beat unsteadily.

"Your Excellency came here uninvited, why?"

"Don't worry about Butou Lu, I just want to ask one thing." Wen Renxi said, "It's just that Butou Lu is hard to see, so he had to make such a bad plan."

"My lower body is a member of the public family, some things are confidential..."

Before Lu Shaohua could finish speaking, he was interrupted, "My friend, I bought a bag of poisonous sugar-fried chestnuts, do you know about this?"

Lu Shaohua lost his voice and said, "Grandma Xiong's sugar-fried chestnuts!"

After a while, he said: "I don't know much about this matter. I only know that she is traveling all over the country to commit crimes, and it is always on the night of the full moon. Because most of the dead are unknown people, this matter is only in the It has been circulated among the public, but outsiders know little about it.”

"Only these?" Wen Renxi asked.

"Only these." Lu Shaohua lowered his head and replied, but his back could not help but break out in cold sweat.

......

There was silence, Lu Shaohua lowered his head until his neck was sore and there was no movement, finally raised his head impatiently, only to find that there was no one in front of him.

He has always been proud of his martial arts, and he is ranked first in the Jianghu, but he knows nothing about that person's departure.

He wanted to relax and take a breath, but found that his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up, and the cold sweat on his back soaked through his clothes. Whether it was a human or a ghost, for a moment, he felt so cold that even his bone marrow was frozen.

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