Amnesia Tyrant’s White Moonlight

    The next day, Yun Pianpian got up and cast a dissatisfied look at Xiao Changyuan.

    Xiao Changyuan turned his handsome face sideways and pretended not to see it.

     Yun Pian Pian gritted her silver teeth in anger.

    She decided to bury the truth of the magic power underground forever.

    I won't tell him for the rest of my life!

    .

    In the early morning, Chen Bashan opened his eyes, dragged his sick body, and got up sullenly.

    Before getting out of bed, he saw Zhou Qiren holding a note in his hand and walking towards him with a grim look.

     "Your Majesty, this is a note that Wei Chen found early in the morning, please take a look at it."

    "What note?"

    Chen Bashan reached out and took the note from Zhou Qiren's hand.

    His face changed slightly and his expression became solemn.

    "This is..."

    On the note, there were four words written in black characters on a white background.

     "Let the cloud kill Xiao!"

     "Cloud" means cloudy.

    "Xiao" refers to Xiao Changyuan.

    The meaning of these four words is to let him hold Yun Pianpian hostage and force Xiao Changyuan to kill.

    After Xiao Changyuan came to Jiangjia Village, he changed his name to "Stone".

    Therefore, in Jiangjia Village, apart from those who knew Xiao Changyuan before, no one knew his surname "Xiao".

    Chen Bashan pursed his bloodless thin lips, frowned and looked at Zhou Qiren.

    "Where did you find this piece of paper?"

    Zhou Qiren lowered his head and said, "This morning, when Wei Chen was about to open the door, he found this piece of paper under the crack of the door. I think it was someone who stuffed the note through the crack of the door in the middle of the night, making the We can't find out."

    Chen Bushan frowned and looked at the paper, lowered his head and sniffed the ink, and said slowly: "This paper is ordinary rice paper, the ink stinks, it was bought by a poor family The low-quality inkstone, in terms of how dry the handwriting is, it should be the note he wrote yesterday, the handwriting is vain and the force is uneven, but it is too obvious, but it looks like someone deliberately wrote it with the left hand..."

    Zhou Qiren was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Chen Bashan could find so many clues in a single note.

    Chen Bashan raised his eyes to look at Zhou Qiren, there was no emotion on his pale and sickly face: "He deliberately induced Gu to make Gu think he was a reckless man from a poor family who was not good at writing and writing, then He must be a man from a wealthy family who is proficient in literary and calligraphy, and we still know this man, otherwise he would not deliberately hide his handwriting. He has hatred with Xiao Changyuan, and he knows that we have hatred with Xiao Changyuan, so he Will offer us a plan, borrow our hands to get rid of Xiao Changyuan... Zhou Qiren, who do you think this person will be?"

    Zhou Qiren bowed his head and said, "Excuse Wei Chen's stupidity..."

    He really can't figure out who this person is.

    Chen Bashan slightly raised his lips and sneered: "I didn't expect that this small Jiangjia village would hide a dragon and a crouching tiger and hide from such a daring person, he clearly knew that I was Chen Guo The emperor, Xiao Changyuan is the emperor of the Mo country, and even dared to use my hand to murder Xiao Changyuan, if Xiao Changyuan hadn't appeared, maybe this person would always be hidden in the corner, and there would be no day when he surfaced..."

    Zhou Qiren looked up at Chen Bashan: "Your Majesty, shall we act according to his plan?"

    Chen Bhashan sneered, a sinister smile appeared on his pale and sickly face.

    "He wants me to be the knife in his hand, but he has a good abacus."

    Zhou Qiren stunned: "Your Majesty means..."

      Any mistakes or omissions, we will all become the dead souls of Xiao Changyuan, so this plan is not advisable."

    Zhou Qiren said quickly, "Your Majesty is right."

    Xiao Changyuan saved Zhou Qiren's life.

    Zhou Qiren did not want to kill Xiao Changyuan, nor did he dare to have a head-on conflict with Xiao Changyuan.

    Chen Bashan took out a bead hairpin from under the pillow. It was the bead hairpin that had fallen to the ground that day. Chen Bashan rubbed the bead hairpin in his hand and said in a low voice: "I do have a good plan, but I lack a gust of wind..."

    Zhou Qiren looked up and asked, "What is the east wind?"

    "The east wind of borrowing a knife to kill."

    In a few days, Chen Bhashan waited for this east wind.

    .

    Jiang Cuicui has a distinguished guest.

    The distinguished guest is called Wanshanke, with gray hair and about sixty or seventy years old. He has a wine gourd hanging around his waist. .

    There is a kind of heroic spirit flowing between the eyebrows.

    Jiang Cuicui's house lives next door to Yun Pian Pian's house.

    So Yun Pianpian quickly noticed this grandfather with a loud laugh.

    According to Jiang Cuicui, this old man is called Wan Shanke, a knight saved by Grandpa Jiang more than ten years ago, one of the four masters. At that time, Jiang Cuicui was just born, so Wan Shanke He recognized Jiang Cuicui as his granddaughter, and even Jiang Cuicui's name was given by Wanshan Ke.

    Whenever the New Year and the festival, Wanshanke will come to visit them with good wine.

    For the first time, Yun Pian Pian saw the legendary grandfather with high martial arts, and couldn't help but glance at the yard.

    Forcibly twisted her little face in front of him.

    Xiao Changyuan pursed his thin lips and said, "The lady's eyes can't look at others, only me."

    Yun Pian Pian: "..." The stinky boy always speaks so domineeringly, but you are also domineering to my body!

    Thinking of that night that should have been beautiful, Yun Pianpin couldn't help but get angry.

    She glared at Xiao Changyuan resentfully, not wanting to talk to him at all, and walked into the room angrily.

    Xiao Changyuan looked inexplicable, not knowing where he made his wife angry.

    His wife seems to be very angry recently...

    .

    Chen Bashan recognized Wan Shanke based on the wine gourd, and he showed a cold smile.

     "Zhou Qiren, do you think Wan Shanke or Xiao Changyuan's martial arts is higher?"

    Zhou Qiren thought about it and said: "Wanshanke has been famous for more than 50 years. At that time, there were many talents in martial arts, and there were so many masters. Although the rivers and lakes were ruled by the leaders of the martial arts, his martial arts were far Not as good as the four masters. Wan Shanke is one of the four masters. It is a pity that later, the famine in Mexico and the turmoil of the martial arts disintegrated, and these four masters have been incognito since then. Xiao Changyuan is a rising generation, he was born At that time, the four great masters have long since disappeared, and it is a little hard to say who is stronger in martial arts..."

    Chen Bashan raised his thin lips and said: "Qianqiuxue, Wanshanke, Jiandiyue, extremely limitless, these four are also called the four masters of martial arts, but in fact, these four Martial arts, but one is stronger than the other..."

    "Gu once heard a piece of news that the leader of the dead man who taught Xiao Changyuan martial arts was this Qian Qiu Xue who disappeared. Later, Qian Qiu Xue resigned as the leader of the dead man for some reason and returned to the mountains."

    "Wan Shanke's martial arts, on top of Qianqiuxue, how could an apprentice taught by Qianqiuxue kill Wanshanke? Therefore, Xiao Changyuan's martial arts should be far away from Wanshanke. Under the martial arts of Shan Ke..."

    Zhou Qiren raised his head and said, "Your Majesty means..."

    Chen Bashan said with gloomy eyes: "I want to use Wan Shanke's hand to kill Xiao Changyuan."

    Zhou Qiren said hesitantly: "But these four masters have retired from the Jianghu for many years, and they have long ignored the disputes between Chaotang and Jianghu..."

    Chen Bashan raised the corners of his lips and said, "But what if his granddaughter Jiang Cuicui died at the hands of Yun Pianpian?"

    Zhou Qiren shook his shoulders and looked at Chen Fushan in disbelief.

    "Your Majesty wants to kill Jiang Cuicui?"

    Chen Bushan said with a stern look: "I want to kill Jiang Cuicui and put the blame on Yun Pianpian."

    At that time, Wanshanke will definitely avenge Jiang Cuicui.

    In order to save Yun Pianpian, Xiao Changyuan would definitely fight Wan Shanke.

    "Three days later, Xiao Changyuan will die."

    .

    Xiao Changyuan was chopping wood in the yard.

    Jiang Cuicui's house is next door, and the two fenced courtyards are next to each other.

    When Wan Shanke was drinking with a wine gourd, he saw the young man in black clothes next door, who was chopping wood as easily as a leaf fell, so he couldn't help but pay attention to him for a while , The more he looked at the results, the more shocked he felt.

    He hasn't seen such a skeleton for many years.

    Wan Shanke put down the wine gourd in his hand, and stood outside the fence courtyard with a smile and chatted with Xiao Changyuan.

    But Xiao Changyuan obviously didn't want to pay attention to Wan Shanke, he just raised his axe expressionlessly and continued to chop wood.

    Wan Shanke deliberately said: "I thought it was a man to be made, but I didn't expect it to be deaf. It's a pity, a pity..."

    Xiao Changyuan didn't raise his eyebrows, he just focused on chopping wood.

    There was no expression on that cold and handsome face.

    It's like I didn't hear what Wan Shanke said.

    Indifferent to him.

    Wan Shanke found it interesting.

    The more people who don't take him seriously, the more they can win his favor.

    Wan Shanke is seventy-eight years old this year.

    At his age, he could not help but feel the love of talent when he saw the skeletons that could be made. He deliberately polished Xiao Changyuan's cold and sharp sword. He deliberately opened the wine gourd and poured the wine on Xiao Changyuan.

    Xiao Changyuan turned slightly to the side and swiftly avoided him.

    The crystal clear wine splashed on the ground, leaving a pool of wine stains.

    Xiao Changyuan raised his dark and cold eyes and looked at Wanshanke coldly.

    "It looks like you want to die..."

    Wan Shanke said with a smile: "Finally speaking, it seems that he is not a mute."

    The two fought together.

    The jars and jars in the yard cracked and fell to the ground because of the violent palm wind, making a harsh sound.

    Yun Pianpian heard the movement and ran out of the house immediately, seeing the two of them fighting, and seeing her broken jar, Yun Pianpian was about to cry: "You guys Why are you hitting my jar..."

    These jars are full of all kinds of radish pickles she has worked so hard to pickle.

    She is going to survive the cold winter with these pickles.

    Xiao Changyuan heard Yun Pianpian's voice, and his palms suddenly became ruthless, all his moves were killing moves, and he looked like he was going to put Wanshanke to death.

    Wan Shanke did not expect that this young man in black clothes would increase his internal strength so quickly in a short period of time, and he was completely different from just now, he hurriedly conceded defeat: "Little friend , don't fight, don't fight, this old man admits defeat..."

    Xiao Changyuan seemed to have not heard Wanshanke's words, and the palm wind slashed at Wanshanke desperately.

    Wan Shanke was gradually unable to resist, and only then did he know how to write the word regret.

    Fortunately, later, the girl in pink in the yard shouted.

    "Stop fighting!"

    The crazy black-clothed youth in front of him just accepted the ultimate move, gave him a cold look, and walked slowly to the pink-clothed girl.

    Yun Pianpian asked: "Why fight?"

    Xiao Changyuan frowned slightly: "That old thing poured wine on me."

     Yun Pianpian heard the words, walked to the fence and confronted Wan Shanke.

    "Why did you pour wine on my husband?"

    Wan Shanke said with a smile: "It's just that the old man didn't hold it steady for a while, knocked over the wine gourd, and accidentally spilled it on him..."

    "You lied..."

    Yun Pianpian ruthlessly exposed the other party's lies: "My husband chopping wood is three feet away from the fence, even if you just stand at the corner of this wall, you can't splash it to the point of On him at the end of the courtyard wall, you are clearly bullying my husband on purpose!"

    Wan Shanke did not expect that the girl was not deceived by him.

    He touched his nose and said, "What do you want?"

    Yun Pianpian: "Apologize to my husband!"

    Wan Shanke had to admit his mistake to Xiao Changyuan and said, "I'm sorry little friend, this old man is wrong..."

    Jiang Cuicui heard the movement and came out of the room: "Pian Pian, what happened?"

    Yun Pianpian told Jiang Cuicui what happened just now.

    After Jiang Cuicui learned about it, she immediately apologized to Yun Pianpian and Xiao Changyuan, and paid Yun Pianpian two jars of pickles.

    Wan Shanke returned to the room and asked Jiang Cuicui, "Who are those two people just now?"

    Jiang Cuicui said: "Pian Pian and Shi Shi, they are my friends, grandpa, don't bully them."

    Wan Shanke smiled kindly: "Grandpa, I'm just playing with them, your friend, grandpa naturally won't bully them."

    The little girl named Pian Pian has a bit of the demeanor of his deceased wife.

      justice.

    It's a pity that when he was young, he didn't know how to cherish and wanted to make a name for himself.

    In the end, his wife died in the disputes between the rivers and lakes.

    From then on, Wan Shanke retired.

    The author has something to say:    That chapter was locked yesterday.

    It was revised twice before being locked by a special review.

    The chapter only bit the ear and did nothing, but was locked.

    I am afraid that I will be locked when I practice magic in the future.

    Worried.

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