Fu Canglu

Chapter 387 The west wall comes from the east, two pieces of Chu jade

Chu Donglai stood on the top of the mountain.

Behind her is the extremely long ruins of the West Pavilion opened by the "Da Yuan Qi Sword".

In the midst of the chaos, there was a young man in a state of distress. His robe was torn into strips by the sword energy, and his whole body was crushed by the sword energy, but he was not fatal. Except for large and small bright red bleeding wounds all over his body , It is a swelling of black, blue, red and purple.

It presents a "big" shape lying in a piece of broken bricks and old tiles.

The sword finally held back its strength.

Chu Dong parted the sword from the top of Chu Xibi's head, the Da Yuan Qi sword collapsed on its own, and the sword Qi Yuan Qi roared past his ears, even so, it still slapped him to the ground in an instant.

There was a buzzing in my ears.

Chu Xibi couldn't hear anything, and didn't have any strength to move.

He could only watch the girl walk past him carrying a knife and a sword, paused for a while, and then walked to the top of Xige Mountain.

Then the hearing recovered slightly.

So he heard Chu Donglai's undisguised laughter.

The mountaintop world is incredibly peaceful.

The girl laughed out loud.

Chu Xibi, who was lying powerlessly on the ground, stared at the sky blankly, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

He turned his head slightly, and saw a pair of boots with black flame patterns printed on them.

The line of sight moves up slightly.

A middle-aged man in plain clothes climbed to the top of the West Pavilion with his hands behind his back. His movements were very slow and gentle, so the boots landed silently.

He will never forget that black flame pattern.

Chu Xibi's pupils narrowed slightly, seeing this middle-aged man with a familiar aura gradually approaching, and finally beside him, he raised his clothes with one hand, and squatted down.

Sensing someone behind him, Chu Donglai put his hands on the sword and turned around vigilantly.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes who squatted down did not look like a bad guy.

He said with a little emotion: "It's really a scene of purple air coming from the east."

Chu Donglai frowned beautifully.

Master Jian lifted up the hem of his clothes with one hand, and slowly spread the other hand.

A piece of the red snow-like banner fell faintly, and finally landed in the palm of his hand.

A corner of the "Chu" character flag, this piece of fragments, constitutes a piece of wooden characters on the upper left of the flag.

On the top of Xige Mountain, I don't know how many red snow-like flags are flying at this moment.

Chu Xibi coughed out a mouthful of blood, and looked helplessly at the shadow crouching in front of him.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Master Jian, who squatted down with Tianguang behind his back, restrained his smile, and said softly, "Isn't it better to be No. 1 in Jiangnan's rivers and lakes than revenge?"

Chu Xibi was slightly absent-minded.

Master Jian turned his head, looked at the girl who pressed the sword with both hands, and said with a smile: "There is no need to be so vigilant, I would like to thank you, otherwise if I want to kill him today, I will waste some time."

"As of now"

Jian Zhaoxin gently blew away the red snow-like flag.

"In addition to this big banner, not long ago, someone gave me evidence, which is enough to prove that Xige is treasonous, and it is enough to kill you ten times." Jian Dashen said with a little regret: "What do you have now? Say?"

Chu Xibi's throat hummed slightly.

He saw the man's face clearly.

Exactly the same as the person in memory.

The same.

He clenched his teeth, bleeding from his lips and teeth, clenched his fists desperately, tears welled up in his eyes, mixed with blood, but he couldn't move a single bit, and couldn't say a word.

Chu Donglai looked at the middle-aged man in plain clothes of unknown origin, slightly stretched out a finger, and gently pressed it on Chu Xibi's forehead.

It only takes one second to make people die.

She suddenly thought of the possible identity of this man.

The two swords wanted to lift the knife and the sword, but they felt as if they were stuck in mud, making it difficult to move.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes raised his head slightly, and looked at himself indifferently: "Have you heard of 'Yu', even though you broke the West Pavilion, you deserve a great contribution, but it's best not to do something stupid."

Jian Zhaoxin pressed his fingers lightly.

He frowned.

A little distance away, the finger couldn't press it.

It is a "domain", a "domain" stronger than oneself, and it is more than one level stronger.

"Stop."

Someone spoke softly.

Master Jian will be a little confused, following the voice and looking in the direction he came from.

A very well-matched young man and woman walked up the mountain road.

His Highness took off his bamboo hat to show his true colors.

He looked at Jian Zhaoxin calmly, and said gently, "Master Jian, there is no need to kill someone."

General Jian's expression was a bit exciting. When he saw this couple, how could he not understand that the great immortals in Chunlei Lake, the pair of Bi people who could compete with Dongjun for fortune, were right in front of him at this moment.

Of the three His Royal Highnesses in Lanling City, the First Highness went to North Gusu Road to guard, the Second Highness took the Miss Tang family to travel around Qi Liang Road, and the Younger Highness went away alone.

It turned out that they were traveling together with beauty, and had a game of dark under the lights with His Majesty, and stayed in Jiangnan Road, enjoying the beautiful scenery of February in the rivers and lakes.

Jian Zhaoxin smiled and said, "Who am I? So it's His Royal Highness and Princess Princess."

Since he was the princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Master Jian could not help but speak a little forcedly, but it still wouldn't make people bored.

Jian Zhaoxin, ranked fourth among the Eighteen Gods of the Qi and Liang Dynasties, is as gentle as water.

Wei Lingshan never took off his hood, and nodded slightly through the veil, as if he had seen it.

Master Jian said softly: "Your Highness, Your Majesty will not allow this kind of thing to happen."

He pointed to the fragments of the Chu flag floating in the distance like red snow.

The little Highness said softly: "He wants to restore the country, so you have to kill him."

Master Jane said gently, "Yes."

Yi Xiao said: "Compared with restoring the country, he actually wants to do another thing."

Jian Zhaoxin narrowed his eyes.

His Highness spat out three words: "Kill you."

Chu Xibi, who was lying on his back on the ground, had already distorted his feminine face. His face was covered with blood and tears, and hatred was raging. He stared at the pair of boots with black flame patterns.

Yi Xiao looked complicated, and exchanged glances with Wei Lingshan.

"Qi Liang's generals are high above them, and they are ordered by Lanling City not to interfere in Jianghu affairs." Yi Xiao lowered his eyebrows, "But you interfered back then."

"Your Highness" Master Jian said calmly: "You should know that even if the world is going to be turned upside down, His Majesty can ignore it, but if Xichu wants to restore the country, how can His Majesty pretend to turn a blind eye?"

His Highness was thinking about what the old man in the carriage said.

Chu Xibi is too naive.

He wants to return to the country.

It is a delusion to take the mere West Pavilion and set up the Chu character banner.

This sentence is wrong.

Because no matter how naive a person is, he can see the real difference clearly.

Heaven and earth, clouds and mud.

Even if the overlord of Western Chu really came back to life, facing Qiliang's million-strong army without a single soldier behind him, it would be impossible to reproduce the glory of the past.

So why is he still doing this?

Is it really for the restoration of the country?

No.

What is the real reason?

His Highness pursed his lips slightly.

On Chunlei Lake, the old man who turned into a blood man said to himself with a broken heart: "He hates me, everyone in the world, and the one he hates the most is Jian Zhaoxin from Qiliang, that great general Jian."

The old man who was cut off by a knife and still refused to die was bleeding all over his body, and he was still muttering to himself.

"Back then, he was imprisoned outside the Dao League. After one night, he became an orphan living in the rivers and lakes, with no relatives anymore."

"He hates me for breaking half of his father's body."

"I hate Master Jane even more for killing his father."

"But he doesn't know"

"His father is not dead."

The old man surnamed Ding from Daomeng, with bleeding from his mouth and nose, said with difficulty: "He will definitely try his best to lure General Jian to avenge his father."

Yes.

That's why.

If it wasn't for Xichu's return to the country, how could that great general Jian make another move?

Chu Liushui was right. The young man who built the West Pavilion single-handedly was like an ant crawling under the rivers and lakes, living in a humble life with hatred in his heart.

It's just that everyone guessed wrong about the hatred he harbored.

The two characters of family and country, home is in front of the country.

He didn't hate Qi Liang for ruining his country, he only hated Qi Liang for ruining his home.

Chu Xibi shrank his hands into his sleeves with great difficulty.

He set up the West Pavilion here, and the mountain is hundreds of feet high.

If the mountain collapses, no one can survive.

He knew that he was not the opponent of the great general Jian, and he also thought about what would happen if he lost the battle.

He didn't care about dragging him to the West Pavilion and being buried with him.

Yi Xiao said softly, "Chu Xibi."

The young master of the West Pavilion was slightly taken aback.

The lower hall expressionlessly glanced at the little movements of the young master of the West Pavilion, and said indifferently: "You should have time to meet him when you go down the mountain now."

The young master of the West Pavilion is slightly perplexed.

"Chu Liushui, Chu Yi, Chu Yang, I don't know which name you are used to hearing." Yi Xiao said lightly: "He is at the foot of the mountain."

The young master of the Xige, who was covered in blood, trembled suddenly, his eyes were still confused, and then he couldn't believe it, and looked at the middle-aged man in plain clothes.

Jian Zhaoxin, who was praised by His Majesty as "great wisdom but not stupid", said calmly: "If your highness comes later, you will be the first quack person I have killed in these years."

Chu Xibi couldn't accept this fact.

He vaguely thought of what Chu Donglai said when he came with a knife and a sword.

"This is a family matter between you and Dad, and it is also a family matter between you and me."

these years.

He always thought the man was dead.

Died in the Sword League.

That piece of jade was also left in Daomeng.

The old man surnamed Ding from the Sword League has been trying to find himself in the Jianghu. He just wants to kill people to silence him. How can he trust others when he has lived for many years?
And after destroying the Daomeng himself, he never found the second piece of jade.

This girl can have two pieces of jade, one piece of jade comes from those two people with incredible cultivation on Chunlei Lake, and the other piece of jade must come from Daomeng.

She should be the descendant of the old man of Daomeng.

Now he thought of another possibility.

He trembled all over, not knowing what to say.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and passed out.

When he woke up again, there was darkness in front of him.

In the dimly lit carriage, an old man wrapped in a thick robe sat across from him.

The old man's facial features were already old, but he could vaguely recognize them.

Chu Xibi was stunned.

He stretched out a hand and stroked the old man's cheek slowly.

There is no trace of temperature.

There was no breath of air either.

So the hostility on this feminine face slowly faded, turned into bewilderment, and finally turned into sadness, pain, and regret.

In Chu Xibi, who has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for so long, he was stabbed with a knife, scolded by orphans, and stepped on his naked body in heavy snow.

He just accepted it blankly.

But now, the young master of the West Pavilion, who was covered in blood, slowly moved away from the old man's face with trembling fingers.

He fell to his knees with a plop.

In the end, he tightly hugged the body of the old man in the carriage.

All kinds of emotions.

In the end, it turned into a heart-piercing cry.

outside the carriage.

Chu Donglai's eyes were red and swollen.

The little highness and the princess leaned outside the carriage, and Yi Xiao said softly: "Your father depends on that piece of jade for half his life. If he didn't have that piece of jade, he would have gone long ago. Before going up the mountain, he gave the jade to you." After losing you, I should know that I will not live long."

Master Jane said with some regret: "If it had been a little earlier, maybe we could have caught up."

Chu Donglai shook his head.

She said hoarsely: "Father told me, if that day comes, don't be sad."

Chu Donglai tried his best to squeeze out an ugly smile.

"But I'm still very sad."

His Royal Highness and the princess could only remain silent.

Chu Donglai took off the two jade pendants and said softly, "I'll give it back to you."

Yi Xiao raised her eyebrows: "This is a relic left to you by your father, why don't you take care of it?"

Chu Donglai lowered his eyebrows and said carefully: "Father told me that these two pieces of jade will be returned to you no matter what."

The little Highness couldn't be more stubborn, so he could only take the girl's jade, and hang one piece around Wei Lingshan's neck, and the other piece on his chest.

Chu Donglai explained seriously: "These two pieces of jade are called Lingxi Jade and Acacia Jade."

Yi Xiao smiled and nodded.

Chu Donglai's fingers were knotted in front of his chest.

She thought for a long time, but in the end she still didn't say what her father said.

"Return to the original owner."

Open-air inn.

The big flag fluttered.

In front of the wine table, His Royal Highness picked up the red string of the jade pendant on his chest, raised his head, and placed Chu Yu in front of him. Through the jade face, he could vaguely see the clear sunlight from the sky, flowing on the jade at this moment, like a stream circulating .

crystal clear.

"This piece of jade is so beautiful."

Yi Xiao sighed softly: "It should be the second most beautiful in the world."

The princess glanced slightly at the young highness.

She never asked what the most beautiful thing in the world was.

His Highness could only keep that name in his heart, and said helplessly, "Where are we going next?"

The princess said succinctly: "North Gusu Road."

"But there's no heavy snow there anymore." Yi Xiao rested her chin, looking at that beautiful face that she never tires of seeing a hundred times or a thousand times.

"Guest officer, the food is served"

A waiter from the shop came with his hands full of dishes, he walked in a hurry, but he never dumped a single dish.

The little highness was all smiles, and he glanced over, and he was actually a master with some cultivation.

"I heard that the 'Chu's Inn' here tastes pretty good." Yi Xiao said with a smile, "I came here to be famous."

"Shop Xiaoer" chuckled softly: "That will definitely not disappoint you."

"Ding Yi, come and help me chop vegetables!"

The inn is not big, and a handsome man poked his head out, cursing angrily: "Are you willing to help? Believe it or not, I hold a kitchen knife in my left hand and a sword in my right. I'll hack you to death!"

Ding Yi snorted, pointed to Yi Xiao's head that was poking out and shrinking in the distance, and said with a smile: "My friend, surnamed Chu, is also the owner of the shop, so he is disabled. He opened this shop and traveled together before. Jianghu, half of his body was crippled later, so he had no choice but to open an inn."

Yi Xiao was thoughtful.

"As for me, I have no choice." Ding Yi said angrily, "He doesn't mess around anymore, what's the point of me messing around? Why don't I just come and stay with him? Two bachelors, open an inn, at least in Taiping years Seems like it would be good to get some money?"

His Highness said seriously: "It is very good."

After finishing the meal, Yi Xiao gently put a tael of gold on the table, smiled and said to Ding Yi: "Don't mess around in the world from now on."

Ding Yi looked at the two pieces of gold in astonishment.

He was not hypocritical, took the gold, and scolded with a smile: "People are in the Jianghu, and they can't help themselves. If they can choose, who would want to go to the Jianghu?"

The voice of the boss surnamed Chu came from the inn.

"For me to be 20 years younger, believe it or not, I carry a knife in my left hand and a sword in my right, stabbing through the rivers and lakes?"

Before Ding could reply, the little Highness smiled and said.

"letter."

(End of this chapter)