The number "720" was painted on the side wall of the residential building. It was old to begin with, and it had been tortured by the low temperature a few days ago, so the paint had peeled off even more, and it was almost unrecognizable.
The special soldiers of the Scorching-Sun Battleship in their battle armor guarded the surroundings of this regular residential building.
A few days ago, the Joyous Monk was recuperating on the battleship, Ceng Ju was mending the space crack, and Liu Shisui was keeping an eye on the two of them. Nobody had come to disturb this place until now.
The accumulated snow on the flowerbed was mixed with ash, and so was the ground, so that the ash even covered the broken birch tree.
The iron door of the unit made a squeaking sound. Liu Shisui and Ceng Ju walked in, and then pushed open the door of the room.
The smell of the steamed cakes still lingered in the kitchen, and the smell of the sword fire still lingered in the living room.
Crouching in a corner of the sofa, the little cat stared at the newcomers alertly. As he found that it was not one of the family members who had come back, he felt nervous and wanted to jump up and run away.
"Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid," Liu Shisui said hastily.
He didn't know if it should be described as his charisma, or if it was a talent that was stimulated by spending too much time with the vixen. When the little tabby cat heard his voice, it actually calmed down and lay back on the sofa. It even flipped over cutely and revealed its belly.
Liu Shisui walked to the front of the sofa and rubbed his belly.
Ceng Ju reminded him, "She's pregnant. Be gentle."
Liu Shisui asked curiously, "Do you have a cat as well? I haven't seen one on the battleship. "
Ceng Ju said, "The Base 857 is too boring. What else can I do if I don't have a cat?"
The two of them had talked for a long time, and it seemed peaceful, but in fact, the undercurrent didn't subside. It wasn't until they talked about the cat that the atmosphere became more relaxed.
Such an atmosphere was suitable for talking about the old days and chatting.
Ceng Ju asked, "How is Yimaozhai doing? Does Bu Qiuxiao have a chance to ascend? "
Liu Shisui told him briefly about the current situation of Yimaozhai and the other sects, since he was familiar with all of them. All in all, it was very peaceful in Chaotian at the moment. The deviant sects had been wiped out a long time ago, or they were imprisoned by Su Ziye in the old Kunlun. The Cultivation practitioners had nothing else in their minds; they were focused on the path toward heaven.
In the end, he said, "Master has been a Saint for many years. The reason why he hasn't ascended is probably because there are some things that he can't let go of for the time being."
Ceng Ju thought about the contents of the book and thought if it was not He Zhan or Shui Yue Nunnery, who knows. Jing Jiu still thought the Chaotian described by Liu Shisui was too perfect, so he asked, "Is there no dispute between the various sects and the Imperial court?"
"Sects? Oh, you mean the few of us. Que Niang is at the Mirror Sect; Sensei is at the Platanus Sect; Su Ziye is in the northwest; Ada is at the West Ocean most of the time; I'm in Yimaozhai; and Peng Lang is in the snowland. Everybody is fine. Oh, well … Tong Yan and Zhuo Rusui don't like each other, but Xiao He said that they are acting for the sake of the world. One is the sect master of Aoyama, and the other is the sect master of Zhongzhou School; it's not right if they don't have some conflict. " Liu Shisui said after some thought, "I think what Xiao He said is correct. It's useless even if Zhuo Rusui doesn't like Tong Yan. He can't do anything as long as Zhao Layue and Nan Wang don't agree. "
Having heard this, Ceng Ju fell silent for a long time before saying sentimentally, "The Aoyama Sect unifies the world … Even the grandmasters of Aoyama couldn't do it when they were alive. Unexpectedly, Jingyang has done it. I'm not sure if he is truly a saint by doing nothing, or if he has a great foresight."
Thinking of Qing 'er's opinion of him, Liu Shisui said sheepishly, "Young Master is very good at playing chess."
Those who played chess were all black-hearted.
The better they played chess, the more black-hearted they would be.
Having said this, Liu Shisui found a chess board on the tea table.
Then he found a piano by the window with a closed lid and a book on it.
He recalled that he had seen countless monsters rush to the front of this building on the Scorching-Sun Battleship ten days ago and heard the music of the piano in the building; he couldn't help but feel frustrated.
The little tabby cat suddenly turned over in his hand and passed between Ceng Ju's legs, leaping into the bedroom and hiding under the bed.
As the door was opened, two elite soldiers walked in with Ms. Eve. They turned around and left after bowing to her.
"Please take a seat," said Liu Shisui. "You can take off the breathing mask now. It's safe here."
Ms. Eve sat on the sofa nervously and took off the breathing mask. She combed her messy hair with her trembling hands, saying nothing.
"Don't be nervous. We're just having a chat," said Ceng Ju.
Ms. Eve didn't know who he was, but she guessed that he should be an important figure in the military. She didn't know what to say, so she shook her head helplessly and unconsciously. Then she looked at Liu Shisui, her eyes brightening. "It was you … who woke me up just now?"
"I'm sorry to have brought you these troubles and accidents. What we want to know is about … that Leon, which isn't in the file," said Liu Shisui.
Happy Monk already knew everything she knew through the Two-Mind Connection, and there were many reports in the investigation file. But he wanted to chat with this lady more. It was a completely different way of communication. Yes, it was communication, so that he could perceive more details.
"I often come to this area, but rarely come to this building. Because according to the requirements of the work manual, as long as the autistic teenager shows the willingness to contact society, we shouldn't take the initiative to get close to him. The first time I came, I was to deliver a poster to Leon … "
Ms. Eve's voice sounded in the room. It gradually stopped trembling and became smoother.
It didn't take long for the conversation to end.
With the help of the two soldiers, she put on the isolation helmet again and left Building 720. She sat in an advanced hover car.
The logistics staff in the car handed her a cup of tea at the right temperature. She thanked them and took the cup in her hand, sipping it. Her pale face gradually became ruddy. Looking out the window at the frozen and broken building walls, she felt as if she was still in a dream.
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Liu Shisui walked to the window and looked at the rotten frozen pears. He knew that the temperature in the room had been maintained very well these days.
He picked up the book on the piano and flipped through it. He saw the stars in the night sky and a sudden explosion. He saw the tall and thin birch tree and the tall and thin man standing on the flower bed. He also saw the bamboo between plum blossoms splashed by blood on the snow. Then he opened the cover of the piano and clumsily pressed it with his fingers.
He turned to look at the sofa. He seemed to see the Young Master sitting on the sofa, but not as lazy and boneless as he had been hundreds of years ago. He sat very straight, holding a chess piece in his hand and placing it on the chessboard seriously.
Then he saw the Young Master stand up and walk to the window to play the piano. He began to play the picture and began to observe the world outside the window.
"Do you think he woke up?" Ceng Ju asked.
Liu Shisui shook his head and said, "The Young Master can't be so diligent, and it's even more impossible for him to learn the four arts."
So of course, Jing Jiu hadn't woken up. He was still the teenager named Leon, but he didn't know where the Snow Girl had taken him.
He had an even better reason, but he couldn't tell Ceng Ju.
It was difficult to lie, but it wasn't difficult to shut up.
This was especially the case when Zen Master suddenly remembered Jing Jiu's letter from a hundred years ago, insisting that he learn the silent meditation.
"Can I sit here alone for a while?" he asked Ceng Ju.
Ceng Ju thought that he wanted to experience the place where Jing Jiu had once lived, so he naturally wouldn't refuse. He turned and left.
Liu Shisui sat on the sofa. After confirming that there was no one near the residential building, he took out a device and connected to the network of a light battleship.
Then, he jumped from the military network to the common network of the Star Region. He found an ordinary node and very normally connected to the game of The Path Toward Heaven.
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The vegetables in the fields hadn't been watered, but they hadn't turned yellow.
The pickle jars in the kitchen hadn't been taken care of, but the water on the sides of the jars hadn't dried up, and the pickles inside hadn't gone bad.
More importantly, no matter how long the pickles had been soaked in the water, as long as one modified the settings, they would be able to taste like the pickles in the water.
This place was a small vegetable garden outside the Guocheng Temple. After coming to this world, Liu Shisui would come here to have a meal when he entered the game once in a while.
That day, he was in the room in Building 720, which had no network and no gaming compartment. He could see everything in the game, but he couldn't perceive it. As such, he didn't cook a meal for himself. All he did was smack his lips a few times.
The door of the kitchen was pushed open with a squeak. Zhao Layue walked in. Seeing Jing Jiu squatting in front of the pickle jars, she arched her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't say anything.
Liu Shisui got up and asked her worriedly, "You've been staring at that computer the entire time, so she must be staring at you as well. Will it be alright if you come in like this?"
"Ran Handong said it would be alright." Zhao Layue liked eating hotpot and other dishes, but she preferred staying in the mountains and seas instead of the kitchen. She headed for the door. "It's not important. Let's talk about what happened on your side."
Following behind her, Liu Shisui told her about what had happened here, including the details. Then he said, "Young Master has lived here for more than a year. His room is not large, but he has a cat. I think he has a good life here."
He was not talking about the Guocheng Temple in the game, but the residential building 720 where his real body was located.
Having said all this, they had already flown to the deep end of the Guocheng Temple. In the familiar Tranquil Garden. Looking at the stone pagoda surrounded by the fallen leaves, Zhao Layue said after a moment of silence, "He didn't strike until he saw the Old Dragon and the Mysterious Dark Devil fighting here back then. Why did you strike so early today?"
"The Sage Zeng was on the verge of death," said Liu Shisui.
Zhao Layue said, "His fan is much better than the one given to you by the Scholar Yan."
Liu Shisui suddenly realized that he hadn't returned the fan to Ceng Ju yet.
Zhao Layue knew what was on his mind, saying, "Ceng Ju was still able to fight back then. You should have waited until both of them were wounded before you killed them."
"The Sage Zeng is a good person," said Liu Shisui.
Zhao Layue asked, "Jing Jiu was severely wounded by Li Chunyang's scheme. Did he say anything?"
Liu Shisui said after a moment of silence, "You shouldn't kill him so easily."
"Hmm?" Zhao Layue asked.
Liu Shisui couldn't help but say, "Back at the South Pine Pavilion, my Young Master said that you only know how to fly fast when he saw you riding the sword for the first time …"
"I'll be safe from now on. I scared him. Did he tell you about it?" Zhao Layue said in a mocking tone, "Besides, it's not like he's always right."
This was the different attitude she, Liu Shisui, Gu Qing, and the others had toward Jing Jiu. Back in the Guocheng Temple, she was ready to break through the state, but Jing Jiu thought it was too fast and asked her to suppress it until the critical moment when they were chasing after Taiping Zhenren. At that time, she no longer suppressed her state of mind and state, and broke through the state in the dangerous battle, thus embarking on her own path.
At that time, Liu Shisui was by her side. She hadn't seen him many times, but they had killed Lo Huainan and Taiping Zhenren together and served Jing Jiu in the Guocheng Temple, so they were familiar and close. Looking at his silent appearance and thinking of that matter, she couldn't help but feel pity for him, saying, "My condolences."
After hundreds of years, Liu Shisui was still a ten-year-old boy, but he was no longer a boy. The pickle jar in the kitchen of the vegetable garden had been left unattended.
"Zen Master said that she could be buried in the temple, but I thought she wouldn't agree, so I built it in the vegetable garden. At the time of her funeral, Tong Yan had just ascended, so Gu Qing came back to offer his condolences. The treasured boat couldn't stop in time and crashed into the new cliff by the Heavenly Well, creating many waves."
Liu Shisui continued, "I guarded the grave for several years. I thought you and my Young Master might need me, so I came out."
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