Fu Canglu

Chapter 352
Sitting on the thirteenth floor of the Immortal Tower, this old fox who has been ignoring the survival of the fittest in this world for many years, knows very well that knives and swords are not necessarily the ones who can kill in this world.

For the heart is more terrible than the sword.

He also knew that Yi Xiao came here tonight because he wanted to pull out all the truth in one go and make a settlement.

But it's a pity, as he said before.

This is not Luoyang.

Today is not the seventh of July.

He chose to rot all the clues in his stomach, and used practical examples to teach the little highness a lesson vividly.

"Everyone saw that you two entered here, and after you left, I died." Wei Wudao said softly: "Your Highness, please tell me, what is the truth like?"

"Sometimes people are ignorant because they believe in what is in front of them, and some things they cannot see, they choose to use their own thinking to judge, and this is the best way to cover up the truth." Sly Fox lowered his eyebrows, chilling Very badly, the old man's fingers on the table were trembling slightly: "Today is the same as yesterday, and my death is the same as Lin Yi's death."

Perhaps because of the excessive blood loss, the inner layer of the thick coat was already wet with blood, and the old man was also a little unsteady, his fingertips were blue and white.

He sat down slowly.

Slumped in a chair.

Smiling and looking at Yi Xiao.

"Your Highness, I killed Lin Yi, and then I committed suicide. Where should I find the truth you are looking for?"

Yi Xiao didn't speak.

He could have jumped up from his seat, grabbed the old man who was only half a foot away from him by the throat, poured all his energy into his body, forcibly delayed his death, used Wulian pupil to break through his will, and forced He told the truth word by word.

But he didn't.

He was just very calm, very calm looking at the old man.

Wei Wudao was also very calm.

The old man panted and said with difficulty: "I did this just to prove to Your Highness that sometimes, the 'truth' is unbelievable."

Some elusive colors flickered in Yi Xiao's eyes.

Yi Xiaoan, who was standing outside the hall with a sword in hand, came over. She glanced gently at the old man whose life had come to an end, put Fu Qu into her sleeve, and sat opposite Yi Xiao.

She lowered her eyebrows and said, "I followed you out last night."

Yi Xiao hummed softly, her expression neither happy nor sad.

Yi Xiaoan continued, "I saw you entering that yard."

His Highness took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"You didn't kill him, so neither did I." Yi Xiaoan raised his eyebrows and said, "That idiot stuffed the lantern into my hand."

the truth.

Yi Xiao rubbed the space between her brows, trying to calm herself down.

The old man smiled.

"I am glad that the truth of this matter can be told, but it is a pity that the truth of some things will never be told or seen."

Wei Wudao raised his head and looked directly at Yi Xiao.

He stared at Yi Xiao's eyes.

"My lord, you should understand what I mean."

stare straight.

Until those eyes lost their color.

The old man sat solemnly in his seat, just like how he sat on the thirteenth floor of the Immortal Tower all these years. He was serious, like a scheming fox, and he would never show a successful smile until the last moment of success.

Yi Xiao pursed her lips.

There was a slight fluctuation around him.

A green robe ignited in the void like a flame, and then a tall figure emerged. That person walked out of the void, carrying the Six Secret Swords on his back, his face was as indifferent as water, and the green robe was bulging, soft like a burning sea.

"Your Highness Wei Wudao is dead."

The Great God in Tsing Yi will appear behind this cunning fox, with his feet half a foot above the ground, floating in the air, stepping out of the void and landing slowly, taking two steps forward.

He squatted in front of the cunning fox and sighed softly.

"People in Lanling City who heard about the Big Red Moon incident were very frightened. They worried that Your Highness, you would stand on the Holy Island and use His Majesty's favor to launch a massacre." Yi Shaoran said softly: "Even if they are the same It has nothing to do with the incident, and I am afraid of being involved in this unclear wrestling."

"This is a fatal disaster." The Tsing Yi God will close his eyes for Wei Wudao, and said softly: "It's a happy day, wouldn't it be good to expose this matter?"

Yi Xiao lowered his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty wants to see you."

Yi Shaoran stood up, paused slightly, looked at Yi Xiaoan, and said softly: "Your Majesty knows the character of laymen, and the laws of Lanling City are very neat, so you can rest assured that the case of the governor's office will not It will damage the reputation of Darong Temple."

This Tsing Yi turned his head and said lightly: "Your Highness, come with me."

The spatial fluctuations are slowly burning.

A castle in the air.

Lanling City is destined to have no sleep tonight.

Because of the words of the young Highness in white, have you ever heard Luoyang July [-]th, most of the dignitaries began to pack their bags, and the looming torrent of riots gradually rose and was suppressed with one hand.

The owner of this hand is reading a book calmly in the study.

His Majesty closed the heavy book slightly, pushed open the wooden door of the study, and came to the rooftop.

He narrowed his eyes and sensed a breeze blowing behind him, rising slowly.

Yi Shaoran brought Yi Xiao to the castle in the sky, backed away gently, and retreated into the darkness again.

The little Highness did not speak, and looked at the back of the man in front of him with a very calm gaze.

Xiao Wang leaned on the railing.

The man's back is familiar and unfamiliar.

"I called you here because I was angry at what you did tonight." He said softly, "Even if you really got something from Wei Wudao, you want to kill and kill in Lanling City, and really If you do, I won't blame you."

Xiao Wang stretched out a finger and tapped the railing lightly and rhythmically.

"We haven't talked for a long time."

He said with some emotion: "It's been many years. You didn't talk much when you came to the chess game a few days ago. The three of you stayed with me. I'm not demented. There's no need to treat me like an empty-nest old man like taking care of a fool." .”

Yi Xiao was silent.

He cut straight to the point and said very seriously: "I can't let it go, this matter has been entangled in my heart all the time for 16 years, I have been restraining myself from meeting you alone, because I am afraid that I will ask this question."

His Highness paused, raised his eyebrows and said, "And you refused to answer."

Such an opening completely shattered the opening chapter of tenderness that Xiao Wang had been thinking about for a long time.

Those who forgive, those who are tolerant, those who belong to the pampering of the lord of a country.

No need at all.

"I just want to know the truth."

As for such a question, after Wei Wudao and Lin Yi died, there was no clue to pursue.

Now Yi Xiao asked.

Xiao Wang was silent for a long time.

He finally answered.

"Murong died in the fire in the Jiangnan Road in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period." The man was lying on the railing, his gray hair was blown by the wind, and the moonlight shone on his desolate back.

He said lightly, lightly: "This is the truth."

Yi Xiao said: "This is a ridiculous truth. She is a half-step practitioner who is as famous as Tao Wuque. In this world, except for Suzaku Void Flame, which can hurt her, what kind of flame can burn her to death? Such an excuse is too lame. You can't even convince yourself, why should you convince me?"

Xiao Wang murmured, "Why do we have to pursue it to the end?"

His Majesty lowered his eyebrows and said, "You just want to know who started the fire, or how Murong died. Are these truths important to you?"

His Highness was silent for a moment, and said: "Xiao Wang, if you know the truth, I really admire you for being able to live with hatred and humiliation for so many years."

His Majesty was a little perplexed, "Bearing hatred."

He repeated the word lightly, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Yes, I really hate the person who indirectly or directly killed Murong back then, the 'culprit', and I even hoped that he would die in countless times. In my hands, and I have indeed done so. But he is still alive after all, and has a close relationship with me, not an enemy, but more like a relative."

His Highness took a deep breath.

Such a description is almost pasted together with his own guess.

Xiao Wang turned around and put his hands on the railing.

He looked deeply at Yi Xiao, and said softly, "But sometimes, the truth is not what you think."

His Highness took a deep breath.

"There are eight hardships in life." The man smiled and said: "Birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, long-lasting grievances, unable to ask, unable to let go."

"Sometimes when I think about it carefully, I can't avoid any of these eight sufferings." Xiao Wang said softly, "Living in the troubled times of the Eight Great Kingdoms, suffering from ups and downs, is suffering for life."

"Now that the flowers are white, no matter how hard it is to be vigorous, it will eventually turn into a pile of loess, which is a pain for the old."

"Working and worrying makes me sick, my heart and lungs hurt, and I often can't sleep because I am suffering from illness."

"Six realms of reincarnation, karmic retribution, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains trampled by iron horses, thousands of dead bones under the stele, karma entanglement after nightfall, dead souls crying in nightmares, just waiting for me to go to hell and sacrifice my life for reincarnation, it is suffering for death."

"The loved ones are all gone, and it will be difficult to see each other in eternity. It is the pain of parting for love."

"What I hate is that the world cannot be united, and what I want is hard to come by. It is a long-term suffering for resentment."

"I only want to be safe and secure in this life, but when I grow old, I am lonely and widowed. I want to avoid suffering."

"I wish I could let go of all the glory and wealth, and when I can go back, I will be like ordinary people. I have asked myself countless times, but I can't let go, because I can't let go of suffering."

"Sitting in this seat, walking like walking on thin ice, destined to suffer a lot in the world."

His Highness looked at the man.

How many years have not looked at each other.

He quietly thought about why this man tried so hard to make himself smile
But still bitter?

"It's okay to suffer all these hardships." Xiao Wang shook his head, and said seriously: "I am a bitter person, I am used to these things, and I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes."

"So can you promise me not to investigate any further?"

(End of this chapter)