Buddha played a big game of chess

Yang Jian's patience has always been good, but this time he tried his best to endure Zhuo Donglai.There was never a single time when someone who looked like him brought him as much pressure as Zhuo Donglai.

Whether it's Li Tanhua, Zhan Zhao, Shi Junbao, or the Bai Yutang who doesn't look like him but is courteous all day long, they can't put any pressure on Yang Jian.Because Yang Jian knew that these people were only superficially similar to him, but they had similarities in the inside, but it was good that Ao Cunxin would not be attracted to them.

Zhuo Donglai is different, completely different.

Zhuo Donglai not only looks like Yang Jian, but also has a similar personality.The same forbearance, the same resourcefulness, the same chatter and laughter will make the mast and scull disappear.

Such Zhuo Donglai made Yang Jian feel more pressured.

In the beginning, it was Ao Cunxin who picked him up in Xihai, and he tried his best to keep a distance from Ao Cunxin, making Ao Cunxin stay away from him, but he secretly went to help him.Later, in the marriage of more than 1000 years, he and Ao Cunxin quarreled all day long, and never lived a single day of comfort.After Heli left, Ao Cunxin took the blame for him again, causing the current situation where the soul consciousness is scattered.No matter what Yang Jian thinks, he feels very ashamed of Ao Cunxin, and in addition to love, he feels more pity for Ao Cunxin in his heart.

Ao Cunxin's love for Yang Jian began when she picked Yang Jian up from the west coast.

At that time, Ao Cunxin was very simple, simply fell in love with Yang Jian, and said to Wuji God of War and Wu Ge: If you want to kill Yang Jian, kill me first.

From then on, Yang Jian was very moved, moved by Yu Ao Cunxin who simply handed over everything to him, so at that time he felt that he had to stay far away from this woman, only in this way he, the man of heaven Only those with a name on the sea arrest document will not implicate her, let alone subject her to unnecessary accountability.

It's a pity that Yang Jian thought too simply at that time, how could Heavenly Court easily let him and those who helped him go.

Ao Cunxin is still implicated by him, Yang Jian's idea is very simple, if he is alive, Ao Cunxin is his wife and his responsibility, he will take care of her for the rest of his life.

Ao Cunxin is really in love with Yang Jian, so she always looks at Yang Jian unconsciously, follows Yang Jian, and even lives and dies for him.

Yang Jian still remembers Ao Cunxin saying to him coquettishly: Yang Jian, your clothes are dirty, take them off and I will wash them for you.

Yang Jian still remembered Yang Chan saying that Ao Cun was so angry that he wanted to bite him to death.

Yang Jian remembers all this, but he is a stupid person, unable to tell Ao Cunxin all his emotions, just thinking about his care for Ao Cunxin, but unfortunately, Ao Cunxin and him because of these things, and He has been watching the moon for more than 1000 years.

The marriage of more than 1000 years ended dismal, but they were reluctant to let go.On the west coast, when Ao Cunxin cried and asked Yang Jian to give his love to the Three Realms, Yang Jian was really reluctant to let go of Ao Cunxin.

During more than 1000 years of getting along, Yang Jian really fell in love with Ao Cunxin, but he didn't realize it. It wasn't until he was really about to lose her on the west coast that he suddenly realized that he fell in love with Ao Cunxin.So Yang Jian gave all his feelings in the Three Realms in exchange for Xin Tiantiao, allowing his wife to return to him. Naturally, Yang Jian should cherish it and never let it go.

Ao Cunxin didn't know that Yang Jian's mind had been recalled from the encounter for more than a thousand years to the present, such a thousand times turned in vain, such tenderness.

Ao Cunxin's slender fingers fluttered, and the scent wafted from the soft fingers.

This fragrance is sweet, with the unique freshness of mountain springs.

After a pot of tea is brewed, several cups are poured, and each cup is held in the hands of each person, with the nose to smell the taste, and then drink slowly.

"It's good tea, it's a good technique." The old man praised.

"Mrs. Yang's craftsmanship is the best. After drinking tea for so many years, only Mrs. Yang's tea let me know the taste." Zhuo Donglai praised Ao Cunxin's craftsmanship again.

Ao Cunxin just smiled: "It's an honor."

The old man opened his mouth again: "Since you are here, you know who I am."

The old man didn't look at Zhuo Donglai, he looked at the water windmill, and slowly stood up and walked outside the pavilion, he walked so slowly, so slow that Ao Cunxin thought he would stop at any moment.

In the end, the old man just walked to Zhuo Donglai's carriage, "These two carriages are very good, I have never seen such a luxurious carriage in my life."

"This is an excellent carriage. There are excellent items on the carriage, even an excellent sword. Would you like to take a look at it, old man?" Zhuo Donglai also stepped out, and his footsteps also landed in front of the carriage.

"Sword?" The old man's eyes changed, and the gentle eyes became extremely sharp.

"Yes, a sword with tears engraved on its body."

Zhuo Donglai spoke slowly, his hand had already opened the carriage door, he bent down and took out the sword from the carriage compartment.

The sword shone with a cold light in the sun, but this light scorched people's hearts.

In the pavilion, Yang Jian was drinking tea leisurely with a teacup in one hand, while holding Ao Cunxin's body with the other hand.He put his hand on Ao Cunxin's shoulder, "Cunxin, just watch, you pay too much attention to that Zhuo Donglai."

It has to be said that even if Yang Jian was very dissatisfied with Zhuo Donglai in his heart, he would still be extremely tolerant, and it was not easy to whisper this sentence in Ao Cunxin's ear.

Ao Cunxin was just wondering what Yang Jian meant by saying this, and saw the old man outside the pavilion take the sword from Zhuo Donglai's hand.

"It is it, it is indeed it." The old man seemed to know the sword, "Where is Fei Er? How is Fei Er?"

The person holding this sword is called Gao Jianfei, and Zhuo Donglai naturally knows and recognizes this person.

"Gao Jianfei made an appointment with Sima Chaoqun for a martial arts competition. Sima will decide the time. He will lose to Sima." Zhuo Donglai didn't answer the old man's question directly, but instead told the old man such information leisurely.

"Since the sword is in your hands, and you are still bringing it to the old sword, it means that the contest has not yet started, and Fei Er is sure to be fine, so I am relieved." The old man raised his heart. It returned to its original position.

"The sword is indeed in my hand, and that young man Gao Jianfei is indeed safe." Zhuo Donglai's words made the old man nod his head in reassurance.

The old man murmured, "That's good, that's good."

"The old man is a high mountain." Zhuo Donglai's words carried affirmation and a statement.

"Yes, I am Gao Shan." The old man naturally admitted.

"Looking for bosom friends in high mountains and flowing waters."

Zhuo Donglai only said one sentence, which already made the old man suddenly look ten years older.

"You're right, high mountains and flowing waters look for bosom friends. I'm a high mountain, or flowing water, or did your bosom friend tell you?"

"Neither, but I checked. My adoptive father is Liu Shui." Zhuo Donglai said again.

But the old man named Gao Shan seemed to be very surprised. He opened his mouth wide in surprise, and it took him a long time to close it, and he muttered again: "No wonder, no wonder, no wonder."

"The old man knows me?" Zhuo Donglai smiled lightly, but his smile was full of killing intent.

"I don't know if you know the legend about this sword." Gao Shan held the sword, and his fingers slowly stroked the blade, inch by inch, as if he was stroking the hair of the person he loves the most.

"Oh? Let's hear it." Zhuo Donglai chatted with Gao Shan as if he was very interested.

"This sword has a tear stain on its body, so it is called the Tears Sword. Legend has it that only the blood of the swordsmith's son can make the tear stain disappear. And the swordsmith's son will definitely die under this sword."

"Oh? Really?" Zhuo Donglai also raised his hand to caress the hilt of the tear-stained sword.

"This is indeed a treasure, but a treasure is a treasure, but it cannot become a fairy. It is destined to be a treasure." Yang Jian interjected a word at this time.

Zhuo Donglai turned his head to look at Yang Jian, and then looked at the Sword of Tears, "Mr. Yang seems to have a unique insight, why don't you come to Zhuo to listen, Zhuo really wants to know why this sword can only be a treasure."

"Because it doesn't deserve it, it's too ordinary." Yang Jian's eyes were naturally sharp.

No matter how precious mortal weapons are, they are only treasures if they are not transformed.Yang Jian had no intention of transmuting this sword, and this sword has no soul consciousness, and there is no need for transmutation at all. What's more, this sword, in Yang Jian's opinion, is indeed sharp, but it is only sharp. Quite serious, as long as the tear stains disappear, the hostility will also disappear.

Without hostility, this so-called tear-stained sword is nothing more than a sharper weapon than ordinary swords. It is not bad if it is counted as a treasure, but how can it qualify as a fairy.

So Yang Jian didn't disdain this sword at all, but felt that since Ao Cunxin cared about it, he didn't brush off Ao Cunxin's intentions, and took Ao Cunxin to watch along the way.

At this moment, the more Yang Jian looked at Zhuo Donglai, the more he felt it was a threat, because Ao Cunxin put too much attention on Zhuo Donglai, which made Yang Jian suddenly feel that if it wasn't for Ao Cunxin, she was his wife, if it wasn't for Ao Cunxin She still has him in her heart, maybe Ao Cunxin will follow Zhuo Donglai and leave.

How could Yang Jian let such a thing happen? Without Ao Cunxin noticing, he naturally wanted to exclude Zhuo Donglai, and it would be better to keep them far away.

Ao Cunxin didn't know what Yang Jian was thinking, but she simply felt that Zhuo Donglai was something she couldn't see through. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like Yang Jian in some respects.

Ao Cunxin has a lot of worries in her heart, there is only Yang Jian here, and there is no Sun Xiaohong, so she can't find someone other than Yang Jian to talk to.However, Ao Cunxin feels that talking to Zhuo Donglai is not tiring at all, she only needs to say the last sentence, and Zhuo Donglai can guess her next sentence.On that day, she unconsciously asked Zhuo Donglai to help find Sun Xiaohong's tomb, and unconsciously said so many things she hadn't said to Yang Jian.