thank you very much

"Isn't it?" Jiang Mo couldn't laugh or cry when he got the war letter, "Even the date and time are so specific...I really...I really...It's the first time I have seen such a war."

Xie Changhuan also smiled, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly added a bit of vicissitudes, "Is Wen Fuzhu okay?"

Jiang Mo looked away from the battle post, stared at him a few times and asked softly, "Is it okay?"

"Okay." Xie Changhuan smiled again, baring his white teeth as before, "When the time comes... I won't be relentless. You have to protect your little emperor."

After speaking, he waved his hand and turned to leave.

Jiang Mo's gaze first lingered on the wine gourd suddenly protruding from his waist for a few seconds, and then looked at his back that seemed to be a bit bent, and couldn't help but said, "Your words...are you revealing to me What?"

You want to tell me that you will really be the one who assassinates Su Yan, and Nie Bai is going to restrain Wen Fuzhu, right?Because Wen Fuzhu...it was impossible to attack Nie Bai.But how do you really know that Wen Fuzhu still can't do anything to Nie Bai just like ten years ago?

"Xie Changhuan, Kaisheng has always welcomed you. I wish him this year...not never..."

"Don't know Jiang Mo," Xie Changhuan stood upright, raised his head and stared at Canyang, staring at the sun hard, felt a little stinging in his eyes, and simply lowered his head to look at the pebbles on his toes and said, "I and him, impossible."

"Why?"

As soon as Jiang Mo asked, he wanted to vomit three liters of blood first. Apart from explaining things, he almost kept his mouth shut with other people this year.

why why why!

What happened to this group of people, why can't they tell him, maybe there is a way to turn hostility into friendship?

Besides, if Wen Fuzhu and Xie Changhuan really met, how would they kill them?

Even if Wen Fuzhu and Xie Changhuan didn't meet, and he met him, would it be better to lead the troops than the internal force?

Thinking about this platoon of troops, it is a crime to match up with anyone, it is a mistake, really... How can we fight? !

"There's no reason..."

"If you were bought by Ji Zifo at a high price, how about I buy you at a high price too, I..."

"Jiang Mo, stop talking. I was able to promise Ji Zifo to do things for him... because of my teacher's enmity. If I don't avenge this enmity, then I, Xie Changhuan, am simply not worthy of being a man. I can't bear it for anyone else, really. Although I left the teacher's school when I was ten years old and went out on my own, I still understand the principle of being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of my life. Things still have to be reported. You can touch Wen Fuzhu's chest when you turn around, and ask him where his conscience has gone."

He raised his hand high and waved it, Xie Changhuan suddenly stopped, "Also, I promised Ji Zifo that it was from the night Wen Fuzhu left." After finishing speaking, he sneered at himself first, thinking why explain this, really His mother doesn't have to.After finishing his speech, he moved his body and jumped far away under the faint sun.

Jiang Mo is helpless, this one or two...

He thinks that this battle cannot be fought. Even if it is fought, the disparity in the strength of soldiers and horses is obvious. That Ji Zifo is just a brat, what kind of soldiers can he bring out in a year?

He didn't think too much at the moment, anyway, when the time came, everyone who listened to Wen Fu's wishes would also slowly return to the palace.

Who knew that he was walking in a leisurely way, but Su Yan was about to go crazy, but he couldn't be too flustered and irritable in order to hinder the face of the lord of the country, Jiang Mo knew Su Yanli's little tail when he saw Su Yan standing outside the palace gate Where is he going, he also quickened his pace at this moment, "What?"

"Teacher dragged Brother Gu to the dungeon..."

It's ruined, something will happen!

Jiang Mo hurriedly let out a bad breath, Wen Fuzhu was basically in a state of indifference to Gu Sheng, so he suddenly found Gu Sheng while he was out, and took him to that kind of place, don't tear him down ...

At this moment, he rushed to the dungeon in a hurry, and before he could step in, he heard Wen Fuzhu's voice, as cold as a cold pool, without ups and downs, "The cunning rabbit dies, the good dog prospers; the tall birds die, the good bow hides ...The enemy's country is destroyed, and the counselors are dead. Is this what you mean? I guessed it right."

"...Yes." Gu Sheng's voice was also calm.

Jiang Mo hesitated for a moment.

Wen Fuzhu sighed slightly, and continued to say in a cold voice, "Gu Sheng, go to die."

"Fu Zhu!"

*******

At the end of the 13th year when the Kaisheng Empire was established, there was such a rumor:

Just like "Fengmo" has "Feather Crow", "Shendu" and "Zhiyan" under its command.

The Fengfeng Empire also secretly formed a killer organization called "Gongzang".

The leader is an assassin who I heard was active in Kaisheng before, who was hunted down by Yu Ya for a long time but failed to kill him. His name was Xie Changhuan.

The important thing is not this person, but this person seems to have an ulterior motive with Kaisheng's conspirator.

Some people say that he was originally one of the killers who returned to Yanzilou, but because Yanzilou was burned down by Kaisheng's conspirator, he ran away in a panic, and some people said that he was a spy sent by the enemy country with bad intentions from the beginning.

Especially when "Gongzang" completely spread the news of the war, and boasted that it would only attack Kaisheng, and would not attack the surrounding small countries-people all over the world were waiting to see this, this battle, just It also sounds very interesting.The small border countries are also ready to move, not to come to help, everyone just wants to watch tacitly and see how the battle is fought.

But Jiang Mo was not so excited.

Because his intuition told him that this battle could not be fought.

He is now more worried about Wen Fuzhu's situation than how to fight the battle.

Regardless of Wen Fuzhu being very busy these few days, in the blink of an eye there is only one more day left for the war, Wen Fuzhu turned from being busy to being in a daze, he held a letter paper in his hand at sunset, the white paper was cinnabar-colored and weeping , the edge of a stroke, a stroke, and a stroke are all too familiar, all too familiar-the enemy's country is destroyed, and the plotter is killed.

Wen Fuzhu lowered his eyes and suppressed the coldness in his eyes, Gu Sheng... Xie Changhuan... "Gong Zang" is a game played by the predecessors, just like playing chess, familiar people can play again and again with the hands of old friends, if so, you Just a brat like me back then?

If a person keeps falling into the same pit, there is no need for him to stand up.

Bai Ju snapped his fingers in an instant, Wen Fuzhu now wanted to look back at the bumps and holes in the past, and felt that it was so boring.

Once people's hearts are cold, they will never warm up again. When Su Yuanshan left, Wen Fuzhu felt that he had been reborn as another Wen Fuzhu in the mud.

There is no need for evil spirits to climb out of the ground, and places with too much sunlight are not suitable for people like them who are full of maggots to stand.

They are only suitable for living in dark places. From time to time, they show their claws covered with carrion mucus, making others tremble.

Ji Zifo, Wen Fuzhu recited the name silently in his heart again, and then let out a sneer.

When pointing out that Gu Sheng would also have that totem on his body a few days ago, Wen Fuzhu suddenly understood something.

This is the game of predecessors.

"Tang Feng was my defeated player more than ten years ago. Is it interesting to continue a game of broken chess with the defeated player?"

Wen Fuzhu unconsciously touched the place where his little finger was missing. After rubbing it for a while, he suddenly smiled cruelly.

Interesting, of course interesting, very interesting!

At night, Jiang Mo heard that he hadn't eaten all day, and felt that this state could not continue, so he simply knocked on him, "Don't worry, we won."

"How many neighboring countries are paying attention to this matter?"

Jiang Mo doesn't know why he suddenly asked this, but this matter has been a bit of a big deal recently, especially because no one knows who leaked out that Wen Fuzhu and the killer who "betrayed Kaisheng" have something ulterior It doesn't matter, even though he is high above the temple, he still hears some strange gossip, and what he said is also obscene. Jiang Mo doesn't know if Wen Fuzhu will ask "what did they say?" after asking this question? 』So I decided to stammer and cover up the past, after all, those words were too unpleasant to put on the table.

Besides, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, but Jiang Mo not only feels that this battle cannot be won, even if it does, they will definitely lose.

In just one year, he pretended to be able to train good soldiers and swallowed Kaisheng...

How to swallow?

At that time, in order to enlighten Wen Fuzhu, Jiang Mo took out the words from the bottom of his heart and analyzed them with him.

Wen Fuzhu shook his head slightly, "It's far more than that simple."

Jiang Mo thought of the name and meaning of that organization again, and sighed, "Fuzhu, don't worry, I'll be fine with you..."

"Let me tell you a story, Jiang Mo."

Wen Fuzhu turned his head to look at the dark moon outside the window, and simply lit the paper with the words written by the person next to his pillow with candlelight, then pulled the stool under his buttocks, and waved to Jiang Mo, " Put your ears up and listen."

Jiang Mo also raised his head and looked out of the window, "There will be a war the day after tomorrow, you don't want to talk about the deployment of soldiers, you want to tell stories?"

"Well, after hearing this story, you will know what you should do on the day of the war. If I tell this knot in my heart, I will be sure of what I should do."

"What do you say."

Just know that he won't speak out of pure boredom or to relieve panic.

"More than ten years ago, a person went to wash Wuya Mountain with blood."

Jiang Mo paused when he heard the hand pouring the teacup at the beginning, and almost laughed out of shame. At this moment, he just pretended that he didn't know who the protagonist of the story was, and pushed him a cup while taking a sip.

Wen Fuzhu frowned, pushed the teacup away, and snatched the cup he brought to his lips, "Listen carefully."

"Okay, tell me."

Jiang Mo was helpless, when he put down the tea cup, his eyes glanced at his little finger unconsciously, he suddenly felt palpitations and then looked away, trying not to pay attention to this.

"There is a conspirator living on Wuya Mountain. The conspirator is Tang Feng. In fact, his real name is Nie Feng. However, the person who went to bloodbath Wuya Mountain didn't do his homework well. He folded it in. Tang Feng is Zefeng's conspirator. His master is also on that mountain, and he also has a junior who went out to explore the world by himself when he was only eleven or twelve years old, named Xie Changhuan."

Jiang Mo's eyes froze.

"Then this person, he was quite depressed. Especially when he learned later that Tang Feng discovered the secret of the spy, and knew that the spy approached him with malicious intentions. Tricky, in order to let the spy continue to send news, he gave her chronic poison. That spy is called Zhiyan."

"She is a beautiful girl, and she has a strong temper. She has a very incompetent elder brother. This elder brother said that he would never let her suffer that kind of grievance after saving her from the devil's lair. But this elder brother can rest early for himself. Not wanting to think about these things, she was lazy for a short while. Just for a short while, she became stupid, she went crazy, and she was occupied by that person again and again, and her incompetent My brother would rather spend his time planting some useless crabapples than read the news from her again."

"By the time her big brother finds out about this...it's already too late."

"The last message from Zhiyan was written by Tang Feng."

Jiang Mo spoke with great difficulty, "What did you write?"

Wen Fuzhu's throat constricted, and he shook his head slightly, "Very obscene words. Too obscene. I was going crazy."

"He made her foolish, and took a fancy to her beauty and body, and then found out that she was pregnant with his own child... After the child was born, Tang Feng killed her."

Wen Fu Zhu's voice was a little hoarse, he stayed for a while, and then took a breath again and said, "So there was a story about this man who went to bloodbath Wuya Mountain."

"But this person really doesn't deserve to be a counselor at all."

"Because he was too angry, too frustrated, too angry. He was venting his anger, but..."

He closed his eyes slightly again, and then Wen Fuzhu continued, "At that time, he broke into Wuya Mountain single-handedly, and then he killed the teacher who was hiding in the old forest deep in the mountain and taught them how to behave in the world, and tied Tang Feng. , and then summoned a group of people from Mount Wuya to kneel in their hall."

"There were so many people that day. There were two people in 570. Tang Feng agreed to do what I wanted to see when I killed [-]."

Jiang Mo's expression froze. To be honest, he had never seen Wen Fuzhu really angry for so many years, but since he was a child, his tricks of pranking people have been changing endlessly...it can annoy him so much...I'm afraid it's not a good thing.

"I accidentally found a portrait of their teacher in a child's study room. It was as big as a person. It was lifelike. It was very vivid. I took down the portrait and spread it in the main hall, and asked Tang Feng to kneel there. On the portrait, masturbate for everyone in the temple to see.”

"Oh, I forgot to mention that his teacher's head is in my hand. Their hall is big enough. Although 570 people are crowded, it is quite cramped, but in a blink of an eye, I chopped down two hundred and one people. , the place is a little more spacious.”

"I said at the time, I will count and if he doesn't do it, I will kill someone."

"Later he compromised and began to take off his clothes and pants. He did it. I held his teacher's head in one hand and a knife in the other and stood in front of the [-]nd person."

"I asked him if he was happy and comfortable."

"He didn't answer me, and I raised my sword again. You know, when people are angry, especially those who don't lose their temper very often, they often need to get the necessary response when necessary, otherwise they always don't know what they are doing. do what."

"He later begged me to spare the rest."

"I said you can do it until I'm satisfied."

"Probably this move has forced other people into a hurry, and some people want to resist. But I shot a poisonous needle in advance, and they couldn't attack. I was annoyed by their crooked and bared faces, so I went to chop a few more. .”

"Finally, I saw that the portrait was completely stained by that thing. I stopped the knife, picked up the portrait and slapped him on the face, and asked him if he was wrong."

"He knelt in front of me for a long time, then kowtowed to me and said, let me let the rest of the people go."

"I threw his teacher's head on the liquid-stained portrait and told him, I'll put it after I lick it clean."

"He called me crazy."

"So I questioned him, then what did you ask Zhiyan to do?"

"He told me angrily that she is a whore herself!"

"So I told him calmly that in my eyes, she was just my sister."

"Tang Feng's words ignited me again, and I became uncontrollable, killed him, and frantically killed all the remaining survivors."

"When the Wuya Mountain was set on fire for the last time, I deliberately rescued the child I had thrown aside in advance, fearing that I would lose control and kill him at the same time."

"I gestured at him with a knife for a while, and said to myself, it's so big, it doesn't take much effort to cut him to death, although I almost don't have the strength to hold the knife when I cut people. It’s very troublesome if you can’t pull it off for a long time, especially if you have to listen to their wailing.”

"But that kid just looked at me so timidly, a bit like Zhiyan who managed to steal the candy from my sleeve for the first time while I was dazed."

"I let go, I told him to go."

Wen Fuzhu lowered his head in pain, and said in a hoarse voice, "After venting my anger at that time, there was no sadness or joy, only hatred, hating myself, not hating myself for washing Wuya Mountain with blood, but hating myself for being a man I think back then, if I can’t fulfill a single word of the promise I swore back then, it’s fine, I can’t even protect her whole body, and I will be insulted by others. I really failed..."

"Do you know Jiang Mo... I later re-analyzed the time on the letterhead. When Zhi Yan was suffering, I even secretly had a sweet dream. That day was so comfortable. I was struggling to support Kai Sheng's head. The only time I had a good night's sleep in several years was when I opened my eyes and woke up in the warm afternoon. I still refused to move, and I stood on my toes and shook the rattan chair a few times. When my eyes flickered slightly, I saw Begonia lightly next to me. It is lightly fragrant, and it blooms so beautifully..."

"Then, Zhiyan disappeared."

"That's why I went all night to find you that day, and told you, I've decided, let's attack Fengfeng. If it weren't for you not deploying good soldiers that day... To be honest, I would be afraid I couldn't help but raise the knife first and hack that bastard Tang Feng to death."

After a pause, Wen Fuzhu chuckled softly again, "Do you know why I chose to use a knife instead of my best hidden weapon to go to the guitar?"

Not as good as Jiang Mo's answer, Wen Fuzhu said blankly again, "For humiliation."

"He humiliated Zhiyan in order to humiliate me. Who among the counselors doesn't know the saying that attacking the heart is the most important thing. I know that if I impulsively went to him to settle the score, I would have lost. If it is about attacking the heart, I am far behind him. I am far inferior to him for this game of chess that was buried more than ten years ago. He is dead. Think about it, he has been dead for so many years. There is also a young man who is as smart as him and finished it for him. It is really... amazing."

"It's a pity that I have never been such a person with cunning thoughts. When I was young, I was prone to act impulsively, but I know that my only advantage is that I am better at adapting than them. Chess pieces are dead, only playing chess man is alive."

"This game more than ten years ago, there should be a result, don't you think so?"

Afterwards, Wen Fuzhu closed his eyes again, and nestled back into the chair. Jiang Mo saw that the veins on the back of his hand holding the seat were slightly bruised, and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, he was still a little bit I haven't recovered from the story just now.

After a while, Wen Fuzhu suddenly opened his eyes again, looked at the front with a blank expression, and repeated again and again, "The begonias that day bloomed so beautifully."

After being dead for a while, Jiang Mo finally found a clue, but he didn't dare to say too loudly, "You said this was more than ten years ago...why, Xie Changhuan, who knew you more than ten years ago, deliberately designed it of?"

"The first time he saw me was in Chadu Xiaozhu. I clearly remember that at that time he robbed me of a basket of swimming fish, and blocked me back to the door of my own house with ease. Like the owner of that house, swaggering into the door, even though he left all the empty doors for me, thinking about it now, he deliberately tricked me into trusting him first.”

"Why does he know who you are? In the years when Kaisheng was first established, not many people should have seen you."

"Zhiyan. Zhiyan likes to embroider handkerchiefs. In the past, when she had nothing to do, she would either pull out my begonias or threaten to 'stick me with a needle'. Because although I brought her out of the devil's den, I never let her Going out to play, and secondly, I don’t like her, not because she wants to marry her, she even mocked me at that time, “Then what do you do to rescue me, let me fend for myself.”

"I knew at the time that what she said was just a joke, until one day she presented a finished product in front of me, and I praised her for piercing a cruel "me" with a needle. That veil... I thought It was confiscated by her, but at that time she didn't want to share anything for me, and the cigarettes were only erected in the first few years. After a long time, there were many other things, so I forgot about it. Until later If you think about all this clearly, it will be considered useless.”

Jiang Mo was also taken aback for a moment, thinking that Wen Fuzhu probably thought about these things clearly, that is, he only figured it out when he was targeting Gu Sheng a few days ago... Or in other words, when the name of the "Gong Zang" organization was revealed I just want to be transparent.

More than ten years ago, when Xie Changhuan first joined Chadu Xiaozhu and found Wen Fuzhu, he was just skeptical. Now, he finally had an opportunity to verify this skepticism into fact.

Jiang Mo sighed, "So Xie Changhuan and his gang already knew who you were, because Zhiyan exposed your appearance."

Wen Fuzhu nodded slightly, "I have been tricked to such an extent for more than ten years, Jiang Mo, am I stupid?"

Jiang Mo raised his brows uncontrollably, and said helplessly, "But didn't you say that you are not blind? Besides, why didn't Xie Changhuan do something to you from the beginning, and did he procrastinate until now? Maybe he is not the same What about Ji Zifo's original intention? Maybe he..."

Just want to simply get to know you?

It's impossible to think about.

Anyway, thinking about it now, it's unlikely.

Besides... Xie Changhuan's original intention is probably to be unified with Ji Zifo.

"The cunning rabbit dies, the good dog prospers; the tall birds die, the good bow hides; the enemy's country is destroyed, and the adviser perishes." Wen Fuzhu said Gao Yang, and softly sneered, "Is it interesting to kill a counselor? It's so boring, otherwise I will On Mount Wuya, why would you want to humiliate Tang Feng?"

Jiang Mo's expression became more awkward, and he turned around at this moment, muttering, "Conspirator...all talk about attacking the heart...their move is really..."

"Ji Zifo is a talent." Wen Fu closed his eyes, "Unfortunately, I'm not a fool either. This time, I won't lose again."

"Fuzhu..." Jiang Mo was about to speak, when Wen Fuzhu's voice calmed down again, "In the battle the day after tomorrow, you just need to remember that you hold back that master, and I will deal with the rest. Method."

"What can you do? If Nie Bai comes to restrain you..."

"I'm not the Wen Fuzhu I used to be."

Jiang Mo sighed heavily, and no longer tried to comfort him, but fell into the boundless silence with him.

The author has something to say: when the cunning rabbit dies, the good dog prospers;

——This is the sentence I saw at the beginning.

The word Gongzang was used in the article as the name of the organization.

But Gongzang is actually an allusion name, and its explanation is the sentence above at the beginning.

This is from "Historical Records"

but!Yuzuzo later pointed out that there are many times when successes are abandoned.

At that time, I just saw this sentence and was very moved. Later, some inspirations were only divergent thinking around the surface of this sentence.

If you still remember my previous chapters... There is a chapter that is so long that the author has something to say, and the children who babbled something in it, don't be misled.In other words, don't be taken away by my article. My article does not reflect the idea of ​​being abandoned after success ==, Su Yan has always respected his grand master like a god.

Um. [But you have to remember that the allusion of Yuzuzo actually refers to the fact that success is abandoned, hey! 】

[I just used the literal meaning of that sentence in the article! 】

[Be sure to distinguish clearly! 】

=w= I can't tell the difference and drag it out to play PP.