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Chapter 823

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The city gate opened slowly and Ning Que showed up.

He carried the iron cutlass on his back and held the iron pestle in his hand. He stood in the city gate and looked outside.

He said, "Senior Brother, since he is here for me, I will talk to him."

Jun Mo pondered for a moment. His eyebrows were like the surface of a lake covered by the shade of willow trees.

The broad and straight iron sword slowly returned to its sheath.

He bowed to the man beside the carriage again and walked back to his own carriage.

The carriage entered Chang 'an and stopped beside Ning Que.

Jun Mo looked at him and said, "Since you want to talk, you should talk nicely. Although the Headmaster is no longer in the world, the Academy is still here. Such a coward is not qualified to disturb us."

Ning Que bowed and said calmly, "I understand."

He looked at the old and dirty carriage outside the city gate. He saw the black steel walls of the carriage that had been blown away by the spring wind and the familiar seal lines. Then he looked at the man beside the carriage.

"Only Second Brother dares to say that this man is a coward."

Ning Que thought to himself because he knew who this man who seemed to ignore time was. This man had appeared in the Headmaster's conversation and in his dream.

He once had a dream. In that dream, he came to the wilderness. Everyone in the wilderness looked up at the sky where light and darkness separated. He saw the tall figure of his teacher, a drunkard, and a butcher. Then he had another dream. That time the Headmaster snatched the wine bag from the drunkard and took a sip. Then he snatched a pig leg from the butcher's back and ate it.

The Headmaster once mentioned in a conversation in the back of the mountain of the Academy that there were two Grand Cultivators who had experienced the Everlasting Night. One was the Drunkard and the other was the Butcher. They were the two people in his dream.

Last year, he took Sangsang to the Wilderness in a black carriage and saw the battle between the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army and the Desolate Man. At that time, he realized that this was the place he saw in his dream.

In the dream that became reality, he saw the confrontation between light and darkness in the sky. He saw the Divine Kingdom of Light and the giant golden dragon head behind the clouds. The Headmaster was indeed tall. But he did not see the drunkard or the butcher until today.

The Drunkard and the Butcher were able to survive the long Everlasting Night and live eternally under the gaze of Haotian, which meant that they had the means to defeat Haotian. In the words of the Headmaster, cultivation was a competition of who lived the longest. Therefore, the states of these two people had undoubtedly reached an unimaginable level.

In the words of the Headmaster, these two people were probably not human anymore.

Among the people Ning Que knew, except for the Headmaster, no one had seen the Drunkard and the Butcher. Perhaps only the Headmaster could find them. As long as they were alive, they would be legends in the human world.

The man was carrying a wine pot, but there was no pig leg on his back. Naturally, he was not the butcher.

Ning Que was not an ordinary person, but he was still shocked and vigilant when looking at this man. After a while, he calmed down and asked, "Senior Drunkard, what can I do for you?"

The Drunkard looked at him and said in a hoarse voice, "Someone asked me to return something to you."

His voice was still so unpleasant to hear, as if every word carried the accumulated soil of the tombs of ancient kings and the smell of silk soaked in corpse water.

Ning Que frowned slightly.

Second Brother had asked him what it was, but he did not ask again. Looking at the horse carriage that had accompanied him for many years and the tracks on the official road, he naturally thought of what had happened by the Sishui River.

At the Sishui River, Sangsang showed her true immortal body. She was in the dark night and stepped on the light like a white lotus. She asked the Headmaster to ascend to the sky and go to the Divine Kingdom of Haotian together. Colorful flowers fell from the sky and shook the firmament.

The Headmaster and Sangsang left there. The Big Black Horse, the Primordial Thirteen Arrows and the Big Black Umbrella in the black horse carriage also parted with him at the Sishui River.

Ning Que had sent people to search for them after that, but the Big Black Horse was nowhere to be found in the wind by the Sishui River. The black horse carriage and the things in it had also disappeared.

Today, one thing finally returned to the human world. Then what about the rest? The arrows? The umbrella? Where was the silly Big Black Horse? The Headmaster? And Sangsang?

Ning Que's emotions were unstable. It took him a long time to calm down and focus on the reality. Who was it that wanted to return his things? Who was it that had the ability to find the Drunkard and make him the messenger?

"Who is it?" He looked at the Drunkard and asked directly.

The Drunkard's response was also very direct. He did not answer. The Headmaster was not in the human world. As long as he did not want to answer, no one could make him speak.

The spring breeze brushed against Ning Que's cheeks. It was not warm at all. Instead, it was extremely cold. Or maybe it was just his own body and mind that made the temperature of the spring breeze around him drop.

At the Sishui River, he saw the Headmaster ascending to the sky with Sangsang. Then, the entrance of the Divine Kingdom of Haotian exploded and the sky was full of shooting stars. He was sure that Sangsang was dead or had returned to the Divine Kingdom of Haotian. Either way, she was not in the human world anymore. If she was still here, he would have felt it.

Then who took the Big Black Horse? Who picked up the iron arrows? Who was holding the shabby Big Black Umbrella in the human world? Who was returning the horse carriage to him? Why was it in the Drunkard's hands?

Ning Que could not understand these things.

"Yesterday was the day that disturbed my mind." He looked up at the dim spring sun in the sky. After a moment of silence, he continued, "Why think about those who abandoned me."

Then, he looked at the Drunkard and said, "Sir, please come in."

It was extremely quiet in front of the southern city gate. As he said that, a tense atmosphere gushed out from the deepest part of the city wall and floated to the sky.

The Drunkard looked at the magnificent city wall of Chang 'an and asked, "Why should I come in?"

Ning Que said, "Since I am a guest, there is no reason not to come in."

The Drunkard said, "As a bad guest, you should have the self-awareness not to enter the house."

Ning Que said, "A good guest and a bad guest are both guests. A guest should do as the host pleases."

The Drunkard found him very interesting and said with a smile, "Then I am not a guest."

Ning Que also smiled, but his real feeling was not like that.

If he was not a guest, he was definitely an enemy.

He looked at the Drunkard and said seriously, "Since I am not entering the city, how can I return it to me?"

The Drunkard looked at him as if he was looking at a shameless child and said, "I am already so old and tired after such a long journey. Do I have to walk the last few steps by myself?"

Ning Que said, "Even if it is only a few steps, it is still not there."

The Drunkard said, "You can come out."

Ning Que said with a smile, "You can come in."

The Drunkard looked at the old mottled city wall of Chang 'an again and said after a moment of silence, "Another day."

Hearing this, Ning Que said without hesitation, "Another day is better than another day."

It was an invitation and also a gamble. To be more precise, he was gambling with his life. He was gambling with his life, the life of the entire Chang 'an City, the life of the Tang Empire and the fate of the human world.





(This chapter is two thousand words. I will write the next one.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it and vote for it. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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