Purple must

Lu Changqing rushed out of Feng Prison, fled overnight, and arrived in the land of Bashu with many dangerous passes.Here, there are many mountains and ridges, and the landform is dangerous, which is quite different from the folk customs of the Central Plains.

After the state of Qing was taken back by Haojing, most of the soldiers from Qing poured into the adjacent Xishu.Now that Lu Changqing had narrowly escaped death, he had mixed feelings when he reunited with the old department.He hid in the deep valley of Mount Qi, but he ordered his subordinates to pretend to be in exile in Wuyue in the southeast of Wu.

When the sun rose, Xie Yan walked to the stream with hot tea, and saw Lu Changqing sitting on a rock, meditating facing north.Since he entered the land of Shu, he had to face north whenever he sat or lay down.As for the north, it was the ancestral temple and the shrine that were lost in his hands.

Lu Changqing was wearing a blue long dress, with black hair loose, and his complexion, which had been tanned healthy in the past, was too pale after being imprisoned in Feng Prison for a long time.Xie Yan looked at his tightly pursed thin lips, feeling complicated.In the past when he was in Feng Prison, Lu Changqing was as easy-going as a brother next door, but once he got out of the cage, he showed his sharp minions again.However, Qinghou, who is like a ruthless lion, is his real appearance.

Lu Changqing opened his eyes, and when he saw Xie Yan, a gentle smile appeared on his indifferent face.

Xie Yan ran over to serve tea, watched him sip, and gently combed his hair with his fingers.Although Lu Changqing was born beautiful, he did not make people feel feminine. He grew up in the military camp since he was a child, and he was not affected by Feng Qi's charming attitude at all.

As towering as a mountain, with strong bones, such a man made Xie Yan ignore the barrier of gender, and couldn't extricate himself time and time again.How happy I would be if I could live a peaceful life with him in the deep mountains like this. Once I return to the troubled world, I will have to face pain and helplessness.Xie Yan couldn't help crying when he thought of his grandfather and brother who had been betrayed by him.

"A Yan, are you homesick?" Lu Changqing turned her head, looked at him with her dark black eyes, and raised her hand to wipe his tears.

"No, I don't want to go home, I just want...to be with brother Changqing all the time."

Lu Changqing was silent for a moment, then slowly and solemnly said: "In the future, I will take you home, and we will be together forever."

After hearing this, Xie Yan burst into tears, "You promised today that you will be with me forever! If the national teacher wants to kill me in the future, will you kill him for me?"

"Feng Qi won't kill you." Lu Changqing replied without hesitation.

"I'll just ask you, what will you do if he wants to kill me!" Xie Yan firmly held Lu Changqing's hand as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw.

"If he wants to kill you, I will definitely protect you." Lu Changqing said again.

"What if he kills me?" Xie Yan's eyes were red and he choked up.

Lu Changqing pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were deep, and he said after a long time: "Then I will kill him."

Xie Yan hugged him immediately, and cried: "I betrayed my family, I only have brother Changqing, I only have you, the national teacher has everything, I only have brother Changqing..."

Lu Changqing patted him on the back, "A Yan, you are too tired these days, go to sleep. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can touch you."

After Lu Changqing finished practicing in the morning, he and Xie Yan took a walk along the stream.The downstream of the stream is a lake, the lake is bright blue, very different from the Central Plains, and the locals call it "Haizi".

As soon as the two of them reached the lake, Lu Changqing heard the leaves shaking in the forest.It was a very slight trembling, but his internal strength had reached its peak, and he immediately heard the difference from the wind blowing the leaves—an expert was moving towards them from the forest.

He immediately protected Xie Yan behind him, and almost at the same time, a figure came out of the forest like a falcon, and attacked him directly.

Lu Changqing went up to meet them, and the two fought four or five rounds in mid-air.Xie Yan saw the person coming, half surprised and half happy shouted: "Grandpa!"

The Wastelander turned a deaf ear and continued to fight with Lu Changqing on the lake.Fighting on the lake has high requirements for both light work and internal strength.Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Lu Changqing softened his moves, but after twenty rounds, Wastelander failed to defeat him.Back then, in the hut in the Qiguan Milin formation, Lu Changqing tried to prevent him from touching Feng Qi, but he easily deflected it. Now the two fought again, and when Lu Changqing gave up the move, the two were tied.

Huang Yuanke struck out with his palm, Lu Changqing had no choice but to fight with his internal strength, both of them were shocked back a few steps before they stopped.

The wilderness guest sneered and said: "You kid secretly practiced the kung fu of the devil and heretics, and now you have grown up, the old man can't control you!" The kung fu practiced by Lu Changqing is the inner strength of the devil's religion that Xie Yan stole from the wilderness guest.

Lu Changqing kept his composure and bowed his hands politely, "Greetings, senior Huangyuan. Back then, this junior was trapped in Feng Prison. If he didn't have this internal strength to defend himself, he might have died under the torture of the prison head. I made an agreement with Ah Yan during Xi Shi. The old senior blamed me, so I abolished this kung fu, and I have no complaints."

After hearing this, the wastelander's face was still tense, but the corners of his mouth curled up. "You are not a reckless person. You know how to say such flattering words. If you waste your time, my grandson will not be bullied if he follows you."

Xie Yan saw that the guest in the wasteland was relieved, with a happy expression on his face, and carefully called out: "Grandpa, grandson knows it's wrong..."

"Tell this to your brother!" The wasteland guest waved at him with raised eyebrows.

Xie Yan quickly shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head, not daring to speak any more.

"Lu Changqing, I have something to tell you." The deserter looked solemn, and after speaking, he tiptoed on the water and flew towards the center of the lake.Lu Changqing understood that the wastelander had something to say to him alone, so he told Xie Yan to go back to rest first, and then he also flew into the small boat in the middle of the lake.

On a huge lake, the two stood on a flat boat in the middle of the lake.The green hills are reflected in the lake, like a fantasy.

"Do you know why Feng Qi has gray hair?" Huang Yuanke asked first.

"I heard people say that he was overly frightened when he fell off the cliff." Lu Changqing said calmly.He still doesn't know the purpose of the wastelander, and his whole body is like a tightly closed clam shell, showing nothing.Xie Yan would not tell him where they were hiding, but if he could find this place, he had to guard against it.

The Wastelander asked again: "Do you still want to overthrow Hao Jing?"

"Now that I am hiding in this barbarian place, I am lucky not to be found by Hao Jing." Lu Changqing replied.

There was no positive answer. Although the wastelander was angry at him for being too cunning, he secretly admired his calmness.Compared with the invincible Qinghou seen in Qiguan, after he came out of Feng Prison, he felt as if he had been washed away from impetuosity, and his whole body exuded a jade-like calm luster.If this man can hold the army again at this moment, I'm afraid Feng Qi may not be his opponent.

"If I told you that 20 years ago, your elder brother Qi Tong was not murdered by the king's master, would you still want to destroy Hao Jing?" Wastelander had to release some information.

Lu Changqing's expression changed slightly.However, in just a moment, he regained his composure.

"Senior Huangyuan said the same thing as Master Fengqi. He has been saying this for so many years, but he has not produced any evidence. If it is still a cliché to exonerate Chong Guangye, then there is no need to mention it again." Chong Guangye is Zhou Wen The name of the king is taboo.

The wasteland guest said: "I will take you to a place that will take half a month's journey. You must see this place with your own eyes."

"It's inconvenient for the junior to walk around at will these days, and it's not too late to go to what the senior said, after a while."

"The place I mentioned is where your brother is buried."

Lu Changqing's pupils shrank suddenly, "What did you say!"

The story is divided into two parts. After Lu Changqing made some disturbances in Wuyue, the folks in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces spread the chivalrous name of "Bi An Lingzhu".It turned out that bandits were rampant along the coast of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and some of his party members hid in the rivers and lakes, and were ordered to do a lot of things to eliminate bandits and protect fishermen.The local people don't know where this force comes from, but they all left the imprints of the ancient beasts in the conspicuous places after seeing them act, so the local population spread the word that they are the disciples of the Lord Bi'an.

This matter reached Tanli Gong Fengqi's ears, and his gaze became much deeper.

Xie Ji patted his back for him, and said: "Bi An Lingzhu is just a mixed name given by people in the Jianghu, but Master pays special attention to this person?"

"It is said that the divine beast Bi An has an upright and righteous character and can speak out for the people. Cough cough..." Feng Qi coughed intermittently, "Mr. Qi Tong took this meaning back then and legally named his original formation Bi An formation...cough Cough... before the Qiguan battle, I taught it to Marquis Qing."

Xie Ji handed Feng Qi a glass of water, and waited for him to drink it, but saw a strand of blood staining the mouth of the glass red and melting into the clear water.He suddenly felt in his heart that the blood was frighteningly red, and the life of the person in front of him was about to flow away one by one.

"I got the news from Haojing that Hou Qing is in the Wuyue area." Feng Qi put down the cup, and gently rubbed the frowning brows.

"Master suspects that this Bi An Lingzhu is Qinghou? Then he did these things, probably to buy people's hearts. It's just that this is too much fanfare, isn't he afraid that the king will send people to encircle and suppress him?" Xie Ji said.

"So, this matter is not that simple." Feng Qi sighed, he gently stroked the sleeping phoenix bird on the head of the black gold rod, feeling the hardness of the black gold material with his fingertips, "Anyway, this trip to Sichuan and Shu We still have to go."

In Panxi in Sichuan and Shu, most of the black gold weapons flowing out of the rivers and lakes come from this place.Feng Qi designed Qing Gong and Zhu Nu in the first half of his life, but now he is not satisfied with this.In this era when going to the battlefield is a bloody fight, having a powerful weapon is equal to half the battle.And powerful weapons do not lie in real use, but in creating momentum.Just like what he said to Prince Liu Shen, using power instead of force, deterrence is more valuable than fighting, and subduing the enemy without fighting is the superior strategy.

Feng Qi's face was bloodless, only his eyes were bright, Xie Ji felt that this was not a good omen.Feng Qi lost Lu Changqing, and he seemed too radical in everything he did, risking his life.Given his current physical condition, he was supposed to rest in bed, but now he refuses to listen to people's advice and wants to enter the treacherous Sichuan and Shu, fearing that he will die as a foreigner.It would be better to go to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters in Wuyue, and see Lord Qing again for the last time.Xie Ji came up with such an idea in his worries.

Sure enough, Feng Qi didn't listen to people's persuasion, and took more than ten masters from Tanli Palace, and drove towards Sichuan and Shu in silence.Feng Qi took off his purple tie robe and put on coarse cotton clothes, pretending to be a traveling merchant to avoid people's eyes and ears.

After walking for a few days, it was dusk again, and under the setting sun, I saw a thatched cottage in the distance.Xie Ji ordered people to stop the car, and said to Feng Qi: "After passing this house, you will enter Sichuan. I'm afraid there is no place to rest in the barren land. We might as well ask the master to stay here for one night."

Xie Ji got out of the car and knocked on the door of the thatched cottage, talked to the farmers inside, then helped Feng Qi get out of the car.The owner of the thatched hut is a young man, he only regards them as merchants, and said with a smile: "No one has any difficulties when going out, just sit down with a few guests, and when my father comes back, let's have a good meal."

"Master, may I ask if the mountain road ahead is easy?" Xie Ji asked.

"The road ahead is not easy. The winding mountain path is close to the mountain on one side and the river on the other. It's hard to pass two carriages at the same time!" After the young man finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen to make dinner.

Feng Qi sat in the car for a whole day, and seeing the beautiful scenery here, he asked Xie Ji to push him to the edge of the stream.The setting sun slantly shines on the bluestone and the creek, and the gurgling water makes the light jump and flicker in the water waves, swaying into people's eyes.Only when this is among the green mountains and green waters, can Feng Qi express his frustration.

An old man sat cross-legged in front of a big rock by the stream, with a chess set in front of him.He was engrossed in studying the chess game, without even looking at Feng Qi and the others.Feng Qi was curious, so Xie Ji pushed him over.

The old man has white hair and a childlike face, and he has a fairy style.Feng Qi didn't say a word, just looked at the chess game carefully.In a moment, he picked up a chess piece with his onion-like fingers, and dropped a chess piece on the board.

The gestures he made were elegant and steady, and the old man instantly knew that this person was definitely not an ordinary businessman.

The old man also dropped a son, and the two of them remained silent, playing chess back and forth.On the way, the old man's son came to ask him to eat twice, but he also turned a deaf ear to it.

Feng Qi's side had a bad game at the beginning, but his chess skills were good, within twenty moves, he forced a draw.If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent is also a person with superb chess skills, he might have already lost to him.After a few more hands, the old man made a loud clang and said calmly: "Guest, you lost."

Feng Qi closed his eyes and said, "I lost."

He had been frozen in the wind for a long time, and his face was even paler now.Or he was provoked by the loss, he coughed, his chest hurt sharply, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the chessboard.

The white chess piece was stained with blood, and it was shockingly red.

"Master!" Xie Ji took off his cotton coat and wrapped it around Feng Qi's body, "Winning or losing is just a game of chess, why do you..."

The old man said: "Guest, what you got in your hand is a broken chess game. Being able to play to this level is already turning the tide. I have been playing chess here for more than forty years, and the guest is already the most brilliant one I have ever seen."

"The guest puts too much emphasis on winning or losing, so why bother?" The old man said, "I am much older than the guest. The guest described it as haggard, but I have a ruddy complexion. Probably because I play chess and fish every day, and I am never persistent. So it's not success or failure, but the guests are working hard day and night, working hard."

"Right and wrong, life and death, all of them will turn into nothingness in the end, just let nature take its course."

"Unexpectedly, in the mountains and fields, there is such a transparent person as the old man. It is the younger generation who has narrow vision and has been educated today." Feng Qi was still weak, but he smiled warmly, making his sick face glow with a moving look.

Even Feng Qi, who stands at the pinnacle of the era, cannot predict the future of this era.He would never have imagined that in the 20 years after his death, countless talented thinkers have sprung up from the mountains, forests and cities, becoming a devastating force affecting this era and this country. Thousands of years later Many people in the world will call this era the glorious years when a hundred schools of thought contend.

The old man arched his hands towards him, shouted twice at Qingshan, packed up the chessboard and went back to the thatched cottage.

Xie Ji said: "Master, what the old man said is right, why should he be so persistent in everything. Look at Sichuan and Shu, although the mountains are steep and the mountain roads are rugged, but the scenery is unique. You can fish and play chess here, and take care of your body, isn't it? Okay?"

Feng Qi sighed: "Xiaoji, before your master died, he asked me to protect the great Zhou country for him. I have promised him, but he didn't rest in peace when he died. I tried various methods, but he still refused to feel at ease. He didn't close his eyes until I ruined my whole body of martial arts. It turns out that he knew my temperament. I originally wanted to go out into the rivers and lakes and become a generation of knights. He just wanted me to stop thinking about it so that he could feel at ease. He loves me very much, but he can force me to do things that self-destruct martial arts, you can imagine how deep his obsession is? And I can give up my ambitions and abolish the martial arts that I have worked so hard to learn since I was a child. How deep is the obsession?"

"Like that old man, you have nothing to ask for and no worries in your life, so you can be free from attachments. But in this life as a teacher, you have too many worries..." Feng Qi looked at the blood on the chessboard, and said softly but firmly, "If For what I want in my life, I am doomed to devote my heart and soul, and I will not spare blood, and I am doomed to be emaciated, and I will not spare my life."

Feng Qi sat in the dim light, lonely and isolated.Such a person who couldn't even stand up made Xie Ji full of respect.Although he was weak because he felt sorry for him, he was shocked by his words.Such a person is his master. Although there are millions of hermits in this world who live forever and live forever, there is only one person like his master.

The author has something to say: there will be an assassination in the next chapter~~Assassination~~