Ten years in the cold window, only to find out that it is a martial arts

"I promise, you will be overjoyed after you finish painting." Li Xianyu said leisurely.

Duan Yanqing stared at Li Xianyu, and said slowly: "I want to see what tricks you can pull off."

"I happen to have the Four Treasures of the Study here." Li Xianyu said with a smile, he had already prepared it in advance.

As he spoke, he took out a copy of the Four Treasures of the Study from the table beside him and handed it to Duan Yanqing.

Li Xianyu himself took another copy of the Four Treasures of the Study and went to the outer room.

The four treasures of the study are pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

As a scholar who studied hard in Han Chuang for ten years, Li Xianyu's painting skills in this life are quite good.

He painted a portrait of a man:

Duan Yu, the eldest son of Dali, the future heir to the throne.

Soon.

Li Xianyu folded up the painted portraits, returned to the inner room, and saw Duan Yanqing's painted portraits at a glance.

The characters in the portraits are very handsome and have a dignified temperament.

After taking a closer look, a smile appeared on Li Xianyu's face.

"Looking at this portrait, do you have a feeling of deja vu?" Li Xianyu asked with a smile.

Duan Yanqing said flatly: "This is me when I was young, so it seems familiar."

"No, it's another kind of deja vu." Li Xianyu shook his head and said.

Duan Yanqing frowned, and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Leave that alone." Li Xianyu smiled, "How about we deduce your future destiny?"

Duan Yanqing looked at Li Xianyu with indifferent eyes and did not speak.

"Suppose Duan Zhengming abdicates, and Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu and his son are unfortunately killed, do you think you have a chance to become the emperor of Dali Kingdom?" Li Xianyu asked.

Duan Yanqing frowned, thought silently, and did not speak.

In fact, he has thought about this question many times.

An answer has never been found.

In other words, he didn't want to think about it in depth, he just wanted to kill Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu, the two future heirs to the throne first.

"You can't." Li Xianyu said bluntly, "Your name as a villain is too loud, and the people of Dali Kingdom will not accept it. The situation of Dali Kingdom is extremely special. There are thirteen clans, which are complicated.

You belong to an outsider and have no roots in Dali, even if Tianlong Temple has the support of eminent monks, it will not be able to suppress other tribes..."

"..."

Duan Yanqing remained silent. As the former prince of Dali, he naturally understood the national conditions of Dali better than Li Xianyu.

"Are you trying to persuade me to give up revenge?" Duan Yanqing said coldly.

Li Xianyu said: "I can help you make up for your regrets in another way."

Duan Yanqing looked at Li Xianyu with indifferent eyes.

"Teach me how you transmitted sound just now." Li Xianyu said.

Duan Yanqing's eyes became more and more indifferent.

Li Xianyu said: "Help me take another trip to Western Xia to check on two people, Li Yanzong from Yipin Hall, and 'Nan Murong' Murong Fu, the news must come back before I get married."

Duan Yanqing frowned, but still didn't speak.

"The third thing, in the future, I may need you to help me play a game of chess." Li Xianyu said.

In Tianlong's original novel, although Duan Yanqing in front of him lost the Zhenlong chess game, he helped Xu Zhu win.

At this moment, Li Xianyu can't predict the scene at that time, thinking about saving it first.

"If what you say next makes me feel dissatisfied in the slightest, I guarantee you will be very miserable." Duan Yanqing made a cold voice from his abdomen.

Chapter 109 He's a Ruthless Man

Li Xianyu didn't speak, and directly opened the folded portrait, placed it on the ground, juxtaposed with the portrait of Duan Yanqing when he was young.

"Duan Yu." Duan Yanqing was taken aback when he saw the portrait posed by Li Xianyu. He glanced at Li Xianyu from the corner of his eye. Seeing the smile on his face, he couldn't help feeling suspicious, and began to look at Duan Yu's portrait seriously. .

Or maybe he has seen Duan Yu before, and seeing Duan Yu's portrait at this moment, Duan Yanqing didn't feel anything for a while.

Until he glanced at the portrait of himself when he was young from the corner of his eye, he was stunned.

These two faces...seem a bit alike.

Staring at the comparison carefully, a look of astonishment flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes.

Not a bit similar, at least [-]% similar.

What's going on here?

Why does Duan Zhengchun's son look so much like me?

Duan Yanqing was a little confused.

"You might as well think about Duan Zhengchun's appearance." Li Xianyu reminded from the side.

Duan Yanqing's heart moved, Duan Zhengchun had a Chinese character face, and Duan Yu's face shape had nothing to do with the Chinese character face.

"Impossible." Duan Yanqing calmed down and shook his head, but his heart was still full of doubts.

"Why is it impossible?" Li Xianyu asked with a smile.

Duan Yanqing said: "Although I am full of evil, I have never been interested in the affairs of men and women. It is impossible to have a son, let alone Duan Yu."

"That's it." Li Xianyu's smile became thicker, and he said suddenly, "Back then you encountered a great enemy and became disabled. When you went outside Tianlong Temple, did you ever see Master Kurong?"

Duan Yanqing's expression changed, and he suddenly looked at Li Xianyu.

Li Xianyu still smiled, and continued: "You didn't see it, and you couldn't see it, you should have died of despair."

Duan Yanqing's eyes were as cold as a beast.

"Outside Tianlong Temple, you met a female Bodhisattva." Li Xianyu said with a long smile, "At that time, you were like a beggar, sloppy and dirty.

And that Bodhisattva, dressed in white clothes better than snow, with long hair fluttering, spotless and extremely holy.

Under the bodhi tree, she didn't dislike your filth, gave you the best memories, and pulled you out of despair. "

"You...what else do you know?" Duan Yanqing's throat trembled, but he didn't make any sound, his abdominal voice was hoarse and trembling.

Li Xianyu said: "That female Bodhisattva not only gave you the motivation to live, but also helped you continue the incense of life."

"What do you mean?" Duan Yanqing stared at Li Xianyu firmly.

Li Xianyu said: "The Bodhisattva lives in Dali Yuxu Temple."

"Yuxu Temple..."

Duan Yanqing knows Yuxu Guan.

That is the Taoist temple of Dali Zhennan Princess Dao Baifeng.

"The reality is not as beautiful as you think." Li Xianyu said, "She is not a Bodhisattva, she is just a miserable woman who was betrayed by her husband.

Duan Zhengchun is romantic by nature, you should already know this. "

Duan Yanqing nodded subconsciously, his usual calm mind was now in a mess.

Li Xianyu said: "Dao Baifeng was born in the Baiyi tribe and is the daughter of the chieftain of the Baiyi tribe. The marriage custom of the Baiyi tribe is monogamy. You should also understand this."

Duan Yanqing nodded again, as the former Prince Yanqing of Dali Kingdom, he was very familiar with the customs of the thirteen Dali clans.

"At that time, Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng were married in a political marriage." Li Xianyu said, "Duan Zhengchun is good at smooth talk and tricked Dao Baifeng into liking him.

As a result, he, who was naturally romantic, fell in love with another woman within a few days.

In grief, Dao Baifeng decided to take revenge, and it happened that she met you who was desperate. "

Duan Yanqing's complexion fluctuated.

Li Xianyu didn't say any more.

These are enough.

The rest of the time should be reserved for Duan Yanqing to recall.

Duan Yanqing was indeed remembering.

In fact, he has never forgotten this matter.

However, he never recalled it.

He was afraid that his memory would desecrate that female Bodhisattva.

At this moment, he is remembering.

The appearance of the female Bodhisattva appeared in my mind, and I recalled the tears that the female Bodhisattva shed.

For a long time.

Duan Yanqing looked at the two portraits on the ground again.

Looking at it now, the similarity seems to have reached [-] to [-]%.

"He is my son." Duan Yanqing never dared to imagine that he would have a son.

"You definitely won't believe my words directly." Li Xianyu smiled lightly, "I don't think I need to teach you how to determine the truth of this matter."

Duan Yanqing didn't say a word, if he wants to confirm the truth of this matter, he just needs to ask the other person involved in this matter.

Looking at the two portraits on the ground, he actually believed it in his heart.

"If you ask rashly, I'm afraid the princess will never admit it." Li Xianyu said.

Duan Yanqing's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "What do you want to say?"

"On the day I get married, Duan Zhengchun will definitely come to Mantuo Villa." Li Xianyu said.

Duan Yanqing's heart skipped a beat, knowing what Li Xianyu wanted to say.

Li Xianyu said: "In addition, you have to think about it, if what I said is true, whether you will continue to take revenge on Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun."

Duan Yanqing frowned, and said lightly: "You don't need to worry about this."

"That's right, it has nothing to do with me." Li Xianyu nodded, and then said, "Then...do you still want to kill me now?"

Duan Yanqing was silent, what Li Xianyu just said was completely beyond his imagination.

"That matter... no one should know about it, how did you know?" Duan Yanqing looked at Li Xianyu, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

Li Xianyu said: "If I were you, I wouldn't ask this kind of question."

Duan Yanqing's eyes were slightly focused, and he didn't ask any more questions.

But a character appeared in my mind: 'Nan Murong' Murong Fu.

Thinking of the person in front of him making Ye Erniang kneel with a few words, the image of Li Xianyu and Murong Fu in Duan Yanqing's heart became more and more deep and treacherous.

"Time is short, you first pass on the method of sound transmission to me, and then go to Xixia immediately." Li Xianyu was not polite.

Duan Yanqing hesitated for a moment, using the iron crutch in his hand as a pen, he waved it repeatedly on a piece of blank drawing paper.

Soon.

The blank drawing paper is full of words, and a road map of the meridians.

Duan Yanqing left.

He is not a good person, but he has always kept his word and repayed his kindness.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, I want to use you to try my Yang finger."

Li Xianyu muttered.

In the past few days, he has been practicing Yiyang Finger, and the progress is quite smooth.

After silently reading the method of 'sound transmission' on the drawing paper twice, Li Xianyu thought for a while, then walked out of the room and came to Wang Yuyan's room.

Wang Yuyan was a little confused.

Not long ago, she cried in front of Li Xianyu, her eyes were still red.