Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 90 Willing to go alone

Wei Ju'an looked at the resolute junior martial artist in front of him, and seemed to see the light and shadow of the past in a daze.

He really wanted to praise Li Jun's bloodliness, but suddenly he looked down at his right hand, and the words that had reached his lips turned into a deep wry smile.

"Actually, sometimes you don't have to face up to difficulties. Only by surviving can you have the hope of turning around."

Li Jun tightened the corners of his mouth and did not speak.

Wei Ju'an turned his head to avoid the piercing gaze, and looked at the dragonfly fluttering its wings under the eaves.

"Back then, the martial arts sequence was outraged by the public, and the entire sequence was almost uprooted. From the sequencer, there were almost no one in ten."

"Some were so frightened that their guts were broken, their genes were re-padlocked, and they degenerated into ordinary people. Some chose to be dogs, and were willing to be guarded by others in order to survive. Some, like me, saved their lives by relying on their status in the imperial court."

"You are now the captain of Jinyiwei, and you are only one step away from obtaining the official rank. As long as you have this status, even the Three Sects will not easily move you."

Wei Ju'an squeezed out a forced smile, "Jin Yiwei is directly under the royal family after all. Although the imperial power is declining now, it still has some face."

It's about the sequence dispute, the royal family's face won't help much.
Li Jun didn't point it out, but instead said: "My upline is Yu Kou, he won't give me this chance."

"I can help you find opportunities, but." Wei Juan paused for a moment, then said in a difficult voice, "You have to give up the idea of ​​breaking seven."

Wei Ju'an didn't wait for Li Jun to speak, and said anxiously: "The General Banner of the Jinyiwei of the Chongqing Prefecture is a member of the Strategist family, and also a fanatical revivalist. He is determined to restore the former status of the Jinyiwei."

"Uniting the weak and defeating the strong is the ritual of this sequence. With your talent, he will definitely accept you. When the power of the three religions is not so strong, there is still a chance to break the seventh."

"Furthermore, the terrain of Chongqing Mansion is strange and steep. There are mixed fish and dragons, and there are three religions and nine streams in it. No single sequence can dominate. You don't have to worry about being targeted when you go there."

Wei Ju'an finished the words in his heart in one breath, the heroic spirit on his body had long since disappeared, and his whole body was quite depressed.
"But if the power of the Three Religions is always in full swing, what should we do?"

Li Jun was silent for a long time, and finally opened his mouth slowly.

Wei Ju'an blushed slightly, "Humans are constantly evolving, and no sequence can last forever. Isn't the martial arts sequence a living example."

"But how long will this process take? Ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years?"

Li Jun grinned and spoke softly, "Brother Wei, I understand your kindness. But killing people and setting fire to gold belts, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses, I have a bad temper, I don't like picking up people's teeth, I prefer to make others fall into ruin with my own hands."

At this moment, the sky light falling from the gap of the blue tiles leaned towards Wei Ju'an as the sun turned.

Li Jun lived in the darkness, but there was a fierce and gangster look rolling between his brows.

Wei Ju'an, who was bathed in radiance, was as pale as paper, "Too many people died on this road."

"At least the direction they fell was facing forward."

way forward
Wei Ju'an's expression was in a trance for a while, he clenched his fists and then loosened them, repeated several times, and finally let out a secret sigh.

If I had had this ruthlessness back then, I am afraid that I would not have been broken into pure flesh and blood, and reduced to the most despised military art in the past.

Wei Ju'an let out a long breath, as if exhaling the stagnation in his chest, looked at Li Jun and cursed with a smile:
"I've been messing around for so many years, do you need you to tell me these great principles? If you want to find death, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, when you get to the bottom, don't blame me for not persuading you."

"That can't be done. I can still tell the difference between good and bad. Brother Wei, I will remember your friendship. I will speak when I need it in the future, Brother Pao"

Li Jun bit his tongue and said instead: "I am obliged."

"Forget it, you can't even settle your own accounts, so why don't you help me?"

Wei Ju'an's face turned serious, "You have to be careful about Yu Kou, don't look at this fat man's foolish appearance, in fact, his background and strength should not be underestimated."

Li Jun's heart sank, "Besides the identity of Jin Yiwei, Yu Kou has other backgrounds?"

"Of course there is. How can no one be an official?"

"This fat man is a descendant of the Yu family, one of the shareholders of the Qingcheng Group, an oligarch of the Taoist sect in Chengdu. Although he is not a major shareholder, there is an elder of Dao Qi on Qingcheng Mountain."

"Their family is different from the Gu family. They are not so productive. The Yu family has only one child like Yu Kou in this generation, so they are very noble. The messy magic weapons on their bodies must be indispensable."

Wei Ju'an told Li Jun with a serious face, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "However, this kind of Dao blood of a single seedling is generally very nourishing."

"Xi Ting Lang, a gadget that can confuse people's senses. It can be hung on the body at ordinary times. It has a long standby time. When it runs out of power, throw it in the water and soak it for a while. Here it is for you."

Wei Ju'an stood up, stretched out his hand to recall the dragonfly under the eaves and threw it to Li Jun, and then walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

Li Jun rubbed his thumb against the probably worth a thousand gold Xi Ting Lang in his palm, looked at Wei Ju'an's back, and couldn't help asking:
"The predecessors felled trees, and the descendants suffered disasters. The former warriors forged too many grievances, which made our generation become independent husbands. Brother Wei, have you ever hated it?"

Wei Ju'an stood in front of the threshold, without turning his head, just laughed loudly.

"Why do you hate? I'm very happy to walk this road. I just hate myself for not being able to raise the ashes of those bastards."

After Wei Ju'an left for a long time, Song Li, who was hiding somewhere, came late.

He grabbed a pair of scrolls with one hand and walked to the eaves, his face was indifferent, completely different from the humble look before.

"Just put the things down, and someone will remit the money to your account, Boss Song."

Li Jun was still playing with the Xi Ting Lang at this time, and didn't notice Song Li's strangeness at all.

"There are a lot of lives on this painting."

"The most recent one was when I was collecting this painting. That local master dared to fool me with a fake painting. I cut off his limbs on the spot, and found a barren grave to bury him in."

"This is a piece of dirt. It is not allowed to be bought or sold according to the laws of the Ming Dynasty. You don't understand this law?"

Li Jun finally raised his eyes, "Are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, it's you who are sick. Heroes use martial arts to break the ban, Confucianists use literature to confuse the law, Buddhas use compassion to confuse people, Taoism uses longevity to confuse the people. You are the focus of the empire."

What kind of bullshit is this talking about, a cultural relic dealer is so enlightened? !
Li Jun froze for a moment, and suddenly saw Song Li's eyes.

There was a haze in the daze, as if the eyeballs were covered with a layer of frosted glass, and a word suddenly sounded in my mind, Duoshe!

(End of this chapter)