He Zhan stood in front of Su Ziye, with no game in his hands and no intention of lighting a bonfire.
"It's too cruel to refuse the last request of a dying man."
Su Ziye said this while looking at him seriously.
He Zhan spread his hands, saying, "I have good news, and …"
"Bad news," interrupted Su Ziye.
He Zhan said, "The bad news is that there's no meat; but the good news is that I happened to meet an acquaintance nearby."
Nobody would believe that they could meet an acquaintance in such a barren mountain.
Su Ziye sighed, "You're still willing to chat with me at such a critical moment. I knew you were waiting for someone from the very beginning."
He Zhan said apologetically, "If you knew, I'm afraid you wouldn't accept it."
"I'm a member of the deviant sects, not like those old scholars in Yimaozhai who don't eat enemies."
Su Ziye said, "Let him come out. I've always been curious about what kind of person this friend of yours is. "
Someone walked out from behind a tree. He was quite old, but his eyes and brows looked like a child's.
Back in the chess tournament of the Plum Meeting, He Zhan had almost changed De Sensei's camp with a barbecued fish.
A person like him must have many friends in the Cultivation circle.
There were many kinds of friends.
As far as He Zhan was concerned, it was fortunate that his two most famous friends were his true friends.
It was interesting that these two friends didn't know each other, and they should be mortal enemies in terms of camps.
If it were before, He Zhan wouldn't let them meet each other; but it was a special situation that day.
He didn't know who else he could trust besides Tong Yan.
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"Why is your face green?"
This was the first thing Tong Yan said.
"My father planted a demon fetus in my mother's body. The demon fetus survived, but she died." “
Su Ziye said, "I'm that demon fetus. I was born with the Corpse Poison, so my whole body is green."
His tone was calm, and his explanation was simple.
Yet, it seemed that the darkest night had fallen in the wild forest.
The mountain wind was bone-piercingly cold.
Tong Yan was silent for a while, then looked at his face and asked, "Why is it purple again?"
Su Ziye said, "The Corpse Locust Tree is mixed with the Natural Corpse Poison in my body; as a result, the color of my body has changed."
Tong Yan asked, "How long can you hold on?"
Su Ziye said, "The purple perilla leaves are not ugly. If you soak them in a pickle jar in Yizhou for three days and eat them with white rice, they will taste delicious."
Tong Yan said, "There is no meat in the Baotong Zen Temple, but there is rice. If I show up, there should be white rice."
After a moment of silence, Su Ziye said, "If you agree that I'll pay for the meal myself."
Tong Yan said, "Of course, but you don't have any money on you right now. You may need to find some temporary jobs."
"Okay," Su Ziye said.
"Alright, alright. Aren't you tired of talking like this?"
He Zhan had been silent for a long time, but after listening for a long time, he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He cursed and said, "I admit that you are the smartest people in the world, but I can't beat you. I'm ranked third, okay?"
"No, you can only be ranked fourth."
Tong Yan pointed to the sky that was cut open by the treetops, saying, "Jing Jiu is above us."
Su Ziye's line of sight followed her finger to the sky, saying with a faint smile, "If I can survive, I'd like to go to Aoyama and see what kind of person he is."
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Spring had arrived in Chaotian, but it was still very cold in some places.
In the barren fields, the yellowish moss could be seen. Once in a while, a few willows could be seen, but they were all barren after being gnawed by some animals.
They looked like those rocky mountains in the distance.
The Cold Mountain was indeed very cold. The breath exhaled by the people would turn into white smoke when they talked, as if they were holding a memorial ceremony.
The internal conflict at the Mysterious Dark Sect had come to an end. After a fierce fight, a young man named Wang Xiaoming was elected as the new young master by the elders.
It was interesting, or rather disappointing, that the Sect Master of the Mysterious Dark Sect who had been paralyzed for several decades was still alive.
"You promised me that they would have a fair fight; why did you ask Bulao Lin to assassinate him?"
The short and skinny old man had a red nose, but it had nothing to do with the cold weather; it was probably because he was angry.
He was the famous hidden swordsman: the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
After he came out from the sunless underground, he talked to only one person.
Yin San said embarrassedly, "I didn't expect your grand disciple to be so outstanding, so I had to do more."
After a moment of silence, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect asked, "Now that Bulao Lin is so obedient to you, why did you kill Wei Chenzi back then?"
"The murkier the water, the better. All I need is to achieve my goal."
Yin San said, "Little Layue is a disciple of our Aoyama; it's not her turn to be killed by a useless person from the Zhongzhou School."
"What is the relationship between you and Bulao Lin?" asked the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
Yin San said, "I'll tell you the day Bulao Lin is destroyed."
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was even more confused about what he was thinking, asking, "Do you want to destroy Bulao Lin?"
Yin San shook his head and said, "It's not me; it's those children who want to do it."
"Why do you want to help them?" asked the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
Yin San said with a faint smile, "If my Young Brother were still alive, he would think these things are meaningless; but I like it very much."
Having said that, he raised the bone flute in his hand.
The flute sounded melodious, and the yak headed toward the distance of the barren land.
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…
De Sensei had left.
The night was approaching.
The excitement caused by the Inherited Sword Competition in Aoyama was still lingering.
Standing by the cliff's edge, one could even hear the laughter of the young girls on the opposite peak.
Back then, he thought Qingrong Peak was too close.
White Ghost and Cold Cicada were sleeping in the manor cave.
It was rare that Jing Jiu didn't lie on the bamboo chair, but stood by the cliff's edge.
Looking at the peaks of Aoyama under the starlight, it was unclear what he was thinking.
Zhao Layue walked out from the manor cave and stood by his side.
"I'm the most suitable person to be an assassin in the world."
Jing Jiu said.
This statement was quite sudden.
Zhao Layue recalled how the two of them killed Zuo Yi on the Shenmo Peak, thinking that it was indeed the case.
Jing Jiu continued, "This idea came to me that night when I was chasing after the snow foot monsters in the snowland."
"Are you trying to say that you should take on the role played by Liu Shisui?" asked Zhao Layue.
"I don't know how to do it," said Jing Jiu.
"Because you're lazy?" pressed Zhao Layue.
Jing Jiu said, "Because it's meaningless to do it."
"Why do you say so?" asked Zhao Layue.
Jing Jiu said, "As long as you live long enough, you will find that the things in the world are just boring repetitions, and no real change has ever taken place."
Zhao Layue shot him a glance, and then pointed to Liangwang Peak in the distance.
Just like Shenmo Peak, Liangwang Peak had only one mountain path.
On both sides of the mountain path, there was an everlasting lamp every one hundred feet. Seen from a distance, they looked like two parallel rays of light, rotating along the mountain and then rising to the top of the peak.
Jing Jiu understood what she meant, saying, "The path ends when it reaches the top of the peak, so we can only go down again. It's the same as before."
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Liangwang Peak was brightly lit that night, so that the new disciples of the Inherited Sword Competition the day before could see clearly the treacherous mountain terrain at night.
According to the usual practice, the disciples of Liangwang Peak, including Guo Nanshan, Gu Han and Jian Ruyun, would lecture the new disciples at this time, but not today.
It was because You Siluo, ranked second on Liangwang Peak, came out from behind closed doors and asked a difficult question.
"What's going on with Liu Shisui?"
His line of sight moved over the faces of his brothers.
Nobody answered him. Gu Han was a bit hesitant.
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