I heard that the leader wants to dominate the martial arts world

He Wenzhu planted a small medicine field in the courtyard.

The winter in Linzhou has not yet passed, and the herbs hang their heads limply.Although it was not a priceless medicinal material, He Wenzhu still built a shelf and pulled a few pieces of thick cotton cloth to cover it.After he finished his work, it was almost dark, he squinted his eyes and looked out of the courtyard, with a little moist sweat on his forehead.There was a vague figure at the door, He Wenzhu sighed, and waved to the child, "Hu Zi, come in."

The child who came was named Huzi, and his family lived near his small courtyard. His father joined the Chinu Sect a few years ago, his mother died of illness, and now Huzi lives with his mother-in-law, who has poor legs and feet.The demon sect in Zhoumeng was rampant, and the demon sect called "Red Nurse Sect" wanted to recruit strong and strong young people. Farmers who were full of hope went in. At this moment, they might all be turned into a pile of bones, including Huzi's father.

The boy leaned over to He Wenzhu, and before He Wenzhu could speak, he smelled blood on his body.

He Wenzhu frowned delicately, put his palms together around the boy, and asked, "Are you injured?"

After hearing these words, Huzi burst out of the fear and grievance he had endured all the way, and tears flowed out in a flash.Crying, he rubbed against He Wenzhu's arms, tightly clutching He Wenzhu's robe with his bloodstained fingers, "Mr. He, I... I killed someone, I killed someone!"

When the moonlight poured down, Huzi had already fallen asleep. He Wenzhu made him a decoction to soothe the nerves and help him sleep. The boy's face was tear-stained, and he fell asleep quickly because of the fear and tension of the whole day.After Ha Nushen died, Tang Mo finally stood up and wanted to take over Linzhou again. He Wenzhu didn't have much expression on his face, and just stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, thinking about the current complicated situation.A few days ago, the story of Fengliujian Yufei's massacre of Xiaoyaoke has been spread in the Jianghu. Tang Mo and Xie Huaifeng have formed an alliance. This shows that the ambition of the two is not small, and it is bound to return Linzhou to the Tang family.

He Wenzhu's expression was cold. If Tang Tiancheng hadn't ignored the land of Linzhou under his feet, how could it have fallen into the hands of the Demon Cult.He Wenzhu doesn't like people in the Jianghu, in his eyes the people in the Jianghu are just some selfish barbarians who do whatever they want.The Xie family and the Song family are so powerful that the local government will be obsessed with them, but the Tang family has no people in their hearts. In He Wenzhu's eyes, the former is ambition and the latter is indifference.

In any case, it disgusted him.

A person walked into the yard.

He Wenzhu's eyes moved slightly, he looked back at Huzi who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and walked out the door.

The moonlight was cold, and it reflected two equally cold people.The two had never met before, so they didn't know what the other looked like, but in this situation, the visitor's brows and eyes seemed to be frosted, and his tone was cold, "Mr. He."

He Wenzhu also did not move, looking directly at that face, "Master Tang."

Tang Mo has his own power network, he knows He Wenzhu, and He Wenzhu is the eye of King Beiping in Zhoumeng.

He Wenzhu had heard of the legend of Tang Mo's three victories over Feishatai even a few years ago.Born with different pupils, he was regarded as an ominous omen and was abandoned by the Tang family since he was a child. After disappearing from the sight of the Jianghu for so many years, he came back after practicing martial arts. Taking over the Feishamen in this way, this person must have first-class courage and ambition.

In He Wenzhu's imagination, Tang Mo should be "crazy".He did not deny that the inborn different pupils might make him have some unavoidable "prejudice" towards Tang Mo. This man was full of mad hatred, and wanted to torture Tang Tiancheng to the point of death, and make all the people who made him suffer. hell.He Wenzhu even imagined whether his next plan after taking over Feishamen would be to overthrow the integrity of this martial arts.

Two days ago, the King of Beiping sent news that the news about Linzhou could be exchanged with Tang Mo, who was a "reinforcement".

reinforcements?The King of Beiping's power is still not enough. It is the result of He Wenzhu's hard work for many years to spread a dark net in Linzhou. They really need reinforcements. It would be better if this reinforcement is the "Emperor of Earth" of Linzhou.

He Wenzhu looked at his chest, there was still a little blood condensed there.Huzi killed Ha Nuoshen, and then the sword changed hands and pierced Tang Mo's chest. For some reason, He Wenzhu suddenly wanted to laugh, and casually pointed to a dilapidated stone bench in the yard, "Master Tang, sit down. Help you heal your wound."

The expression on Tang Mo's face did not change, with a sense of superior indifference, "It's just a small injury, no need."

He Wenzhu took the medicine box by himself and put it on the stone table, turned his head to look at Tang Mo who was still walking, "He, a scholar, can't see blood."

Tang Mo felt a little impatient, as if he forced himself on the stone bench because of him, and looked at He Wenzhu coldly.But He Wenzhu was still dissatisfied, and tapped his fingertips on his shoulder, "Take it off, Head Tang."

Both of Tang Mo's pupils were pitch black, and He Wenzhu stared at him without hesitation, meeting Tang Mo's unfriendly eyes.

Encountering the bottom line that should not be crossed, He Wenzhu thought to himself, Tang Mo showed displeasure and alienation in his eyes, but He Wenzhu did not look away by mistake.According to the legend, the two eyeballs of different colors were hidden by Tang Mo. Anyone can see that this is probably a scar in Tang Mo's heart, which cannot be touched by others.He used poison, and He Wenzhu's medical skills were not very good, but he knew that ordinary soups and medicines could not hide the natural things so perfectly.

"Want to see?" Tang Mo said.

Zhoumeng has experienced a day of war and chaos, and the village where He Wenzhu lives is relatively remote, so the impact is not too great, and this moment is exactly the silence that should be after nightfall.He Wenzhu felt subtle embarrassment, the aura of the two evenly matched just now seemed to change sharply following the word Tang Mo, and He Wenzhu was lightly placed on the weaker side by him.

He adjusted his expression, sprinkled the best golden sore medicine on Tang Mo's chest, and did not answer Tang Mo's question.

This little injury was really nothing to Tang Mo. The golden sore medicine seeped in from the bloody wound, and without frowning, he stretched out his hand to pull back the scattered clothes.

"Mr. He should know why I came here."

He Wenzhu put away the medicine box, "Since the head of Tang can find him, it must be true that he has not ignored Linzhou in the past few years. Don't you Jianghu people believe in 'the rivers and lakes and the temple are irrelevant'."

"What I want is the peace and tranquility of the people of Linzhou. What your master wants is the world. If you share my share, you won't suffer." Tang Mo said indifferently.

"The people of Linzhou are safe?" He Wenzhu's lips revealed a cold smile. He made no effort to hide his displeasure with the Tang family. "Master Tang, it is not easy for the Tang family to have such a wish."

He Wenzhu is an interesting person, Tang Mo entered his small courtyard only for a moment, the expression on He Wenzhu's face changed again and again.From Fang's indifference at the beginning to his curiosity and bewilderment as he stared at his own eyes, to the sarcasm and sullenness at the end.On the surface, he looks like a mature and stable scholar, but in fact, all his emotions are put on his face.

Tang Mo's strings, which had been tense all day, relaxed a lot.It is probably the Tang family's fault that Linzhou has become like this. Tang Mo has never struggled with this. He doesn't care who is at fault. Who can really tell who is at fault?Should the imperial court or the Tang family be responsible for the lives of the many people living in Linzhou?Or should the people of Linzhou be responsible for themselves, should they live so ignorantly if no one takes care of them?

Tang Mo had experienced a darker past than the people of Linzhou. No one was responsible for him. His own father just watched him being kicked out of his house like a dog with cold eyes.In such a big world, everyone thinks that Tang Mo is indifferent, so he admits it, and is too lazy to argue, and it is irrefutable.But at this very moment, Tang Mo looked up at He Wenzhu standing in front of him.

He casually picked up the teapot on the table, lifted the lid and took a look in. There was something in the pitch-black pot of medicinal soup.Tang Mo didn't care much, and directly raised his hand to pour it into the porcelain cup.

"Toxic." He Wenzhu said coldly.

Tang Mo nodded, raised his hand and drank it in one gulp.

He Wenzhu seemed to be startled by his actions, unable to speak for a while, and narrowed his eyes belatedly.

"Toxic?" Tang Mo said in a steady tone, and turned the empty porcelain cup on the table, and unconsciously rubbed the bottom edge of the cup with his fingers, "Mr. Water is on the table."

His tone was too firm. Although what he said was the truth, it still didn't prevent He Wenzhu from having the urge to poison the teapot immediately.

Tang Mo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils were of different colors. He raised his head to look at He Wenzhu, and he had a panoramic view of He Wenzhu's instantly astonished expression.

Breeds, monsters, disasters.

The first thing Tang Mo did when he returned to Tang's house was to stand on the flying sand platform, and the second thing he did was to find a genius doctor to prepare a poison for him, which could cover the color of his eyes and turn his eyes into brown eyes. Yilan turned into pitch black.Looking into it is like a thick black night, no matter what emotions are swallowed up silently, Tang Mo has also become a shadow in the night, no one can find him out from the boundless darkness.

He is not like Xie Huaifeng who "has the world in his heart". Some people are born destined to be heroes, and they digest all the hardships they have gone through. This kind of person is indeed respectable, so respectable that Tang Mo wonders whether Xie Huaifeng has any more secret plans .But more people, such as Tang Mo, they are "selfish" and "self-interested". The impulse to "retaliate" was born.

"I have seen the ominous omen with my own eyes, Mr. He may be in trouble today." Tang Mo stared closely at He Wenzhu's eyes.

He Wenzhu had never seen a person born with different pupils, and in his imagination, different pupils would probably be quite uncomfortable and strange.It was enough for Tang Tiancheng to drive him out of the Tang family, enough for so many people to label Tang Mo as a "demon", and enough for him to stand alone in a situation where he was against the world.

But He Wenzhu was instantly attracted by the crystal clear blue, the light blue was embedded in Tang Mo's eyes like a gemstone, it was many times better than when his eyes were dark and without ripples.He Wenzhu subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stretched out his right hand in a daze to touch the gem, and then he seemed to realize that the beauty he was deeply immersed in was Tang Mo's eyes, and that hand suddenly stopped in the air.

The eyes of the two men met.

"He Wenzhu." Tang Mo called his name for the first time.

"Sorry." He Wenzhu withdrew his hand.

The author says:

I originally wanted to write more content, but no matter how I write it, it feels wrong, so it seems best to stop here abruptly.Haha, Tang Mo was so hurt that he was too defensive. At the same time, his status was so high that no one dared to touch his bottom line.But in fact, that line has been waiting for someone to step on it. Only when someone crosses Tang Mo can he really accept himself with different pupils.Some people think he is a monster, and naturally some people think he is a gem.

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