After the Master's reinstatement

Outside Shuoxi city gate.

Outside the city gate, which used to be unimpeded, there was a long queue today. Apart from the five or six soldiers who usually defended the city, there were also a few red-clothed headhunters with swords on their waists.

"What's the matter? The inspection is so serious, is it because there are fugitives?"

"It must be a Jianghu affair. People from the six doors have all been mobilized. I heard from the inn that a big devil has appeared..."

"... Wow, then it shouldn't be mixed with us."

In the line waiting to leave the city, everyone was chatting nonsense. In the line, a young man in civilian clothes with a long face and puffy eyes was leading a donkey cart, moving in small steps, listlessly following the group.

"Routine inspection." The guard stopped the family.

The young man backed away in trepidation. There was an old man in his seventies sitting in the donkey cart, holding something in his arms. The guard glanced over, and the old man hurriedly pushed aside the quilt, revealing half of his face that was red and sweaty. small face.

Inside was a five or six-year-old girl with a crooked red string tied on her head, and her long eyelashes were covered with steam due to the severe burn.

After the release, the donkey cart staggered past the captives and headed out of the city.

Walking to a place where no one was around, the young man in civilian clothes—also Nan Zhu looked back to make sure he was safe, he threw the human skin mask on, and flicked the whip, the donkey immediately looked like a thousand-mile horse, breathing heavily from its nostrils, He raised his hooves and galloped forward proudly.

Elder Qian, the second person in Buzhou Palace, is best at training animals.

It's trivial to train a donkey into a horse. Mr. Qian's unique skill is to train someone who flies in the sky and runs on the ground to be his younger brother. As soon as there is any movement in the underground palace yesterday, his bird of prey will rush to report the news.

Before Nan Zhu started, he hesitated: "Elder, didn't the lord tell us to withdraw, and he will solve it?"

Elder Qian is the only person in Buzhou Palace who is keen on arranging tombs, and he has always claimed to be the confidant of the palace owner.

"Hmph, you just don't know how to adapt to the situation, you think, those underground palaces are all the treasures of the lord, how could you agree to bring people in?"

After coming out of the water dungeon, the other disciples absconded in three ways according to the plan, while Elder Qian and Nan Zhu continued to lurk in Jinling.After learning about the deal between the Wulin League and the 28 sects, the elder thought about it and immediately understood the mystery behind it.

It must be the Lord pretending to be coerced, using this as a bait to catch all those who go down!

The praying mantis is in front, and the oriole is behind.

They took advantage of the time when the lord took the Martial Arts League to Linlang Pavilion to get the map, and arranged more intensively. Qian Lao used to be the supervisor of the underground palace, and he knew all the organs without the need for blueprints.

The elder sighed: "It's a pity..."

After the Xie Tong pill failed, Yu Yan fell into a deep sleep unconsciously, and the already soft forehead hair was soaked in hot sweat.

Nan Zhu originally thought that the elders would say it, but it's a pity that they didn't kill those people from the Wulin League.

The elder hugged the little master, feeling sad: "It's a pity that I bought so many hair ropes, and I have no chance to use them."

Nan Zhu was shocked: "You, didn't you say that pretending to be a little girl is to make it easier to deceive people!"

"……cough."

So I bought those headbands yesterday, all of them are fake public affairs, let's commit crimes while the Lord is in a coma!

**

Five days later, the first snow in early winter fell in Jinling.

The snow was not heavy at the beginning, but the wind blew hard, causing the snow on the streets, eaves, and umbrellas to scatter and fall indiscriminately, making them very embarrassing.

Fang Fengfeng hurriedly stepped on the long street covered with residual snow, wiped off the snow water on her body before entering the room, walked in very lightly, and asked his brother silently.

"Still haven't eaten yet?"

Fang Yuan shook his head, worry surfaced on his face: "Not only didn't I eat, I didn't touch a mouthful."

In the past few days, the lord of the alliance has been bewitched by evil spirits, neither eating nor drinking, sleepless, and devoting himself to the great cause of chasing down the murderer.

Yesterday, the crocodile killer howled and demanded that he be thrown into a dungeon as soon as possible. Now the whole alliance knows that the boss is in a bad mood, and even the deputy leader who loves to find faults has stopped knowingly and not coming. Touch this bad head.

That day, when Yu Yan fell under the mechanism, the glass fire was ignited, and the underground palace suddenly became a sea of ​​flames.

This half of Fang Yuan's eyebrows was burnt while rescuing those 28 treasures. Although he was fine, he couldn't get over his anger: "However, the leader really doesn't need to be so angry, right? It's reasonable for Yu Yan to escape. .”

Fang Fengfeng sighed, "Brother, in short, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it, I beg you."

Fang Yuan: "..."

Why does it always feel like everyone knows something that he doesn't?

Fang Fengfeng entered the back room. It should be dusk now, but the white snow outside reflects the afterglow before sunset, making the window look quite bright, and making the young man's back seem to be embedded at the end of the light.

The people in the house are used to this degree of cold, but the general huddled in the kennel is the first time to spend the winter, huddled into a small ball, but the short-haired dog is not cold-resistant, even if he wears a cotton vest, In the face of the wind, I still sneezed heavily.

Shang Yingqiu hugged it into his arms, and wiped off the thin snow left on the dog's black nose.The more the puppy is kept, the more ignorant it becomes, and it refuses to go down. It has to lie in the owner's arms to be satisfied.

Taking advantage of the fact that the leader seemed to be in a normal mood, Fang Fengfeng asked: "Master, I don't know something. On that day, you knew that they were going out of the city, so why did you let them go? If you let them go openly, the other party will also appreciate your filial piety. Now In this way, don’t you become a good person, and no one will know if you suffer a loss?”

Shang Yingqiu didn't return, but asked her back: "Do you know what kind of creditors in the world, who will never be able to recover their debts."

"What?" Fang Fengfeng was immediately stopped by the question: "If there is no debt to pursue, then what kind of creditor is there? How can there be such a stupid person in the world."

"I used to think the same way as you did, and I was very concerned about everything, but then... I met a person, and he told me that if a person is obsessed with everything, he always feels that others owe him, but But only I know about this debt, and I don't even have an IOU, so the self who is so brooding about it is not a profitable creditor?"

Fang Fengfeng refused to accept and retorted: "But a good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses."

"That's why it's rare for a good man to die well."

Shang Yingqiu put the puppy back into the den: "What happened to what I asked you to investigate."

Fang Fengfeng has been ordered to investigate the leakage of the Buzhou Palace secret passage, and she came back today to report on it.

"Well, the disciples you want me to pay special attention to, they have sold information to other sects in private, but none of them are important news, and after the prison robbery, they didn't take the initiative to contact anyone, I really can't figure it out, Except for Yu Yan himself, who can know so much about the secrets of Buzhou Palace."

After a while, Fang Fengfeng tentatively said: "You still suspect that it is..."

Her voice seemed to be extremely taboo about those few words, so she spoke them very softly, her voice lingering, pressed under the tip of her tongue, and was instantly covered by the wind.

Shang Yingqiu let the snow fall on his shoulders, and wiped the frosted beads on his hands one by one with his fingertips.

There is so much white snow outside that there is not much color when looking out.

If you want to borrow a knife to kill, you have to see who is holding the knife.

"Is it, you will know soon."

**

When Yu Yan woke up from his trance, he had already left Shuoxi.

Knowing what happened, he pressed his forehead until Nan Zhu said with a little guilt that those people had escaped, and his fingers and body slowly returned to normal from the tense.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Most of the time, the mind of being the boss requires the subordinates to take the initiative to figure it out, but it is a pity that Nan Zhu is a fool from the outside to the inside. The gloomy weather has its share of fights.

Such a move is neither straightforward nor satisfactory.

Disappearing without leaving a single word, and falling into the eyes of the younger generation, it would be an ironclad proof that he was playing tricks in the dark.

The image of myself in the hearts of young people is sure that the building will collapse and be clean.

The cunning rabbit has three nests, the palace of Buzhou has land in Shu, and the other palace is built in a mountain where the mist does not disperse all year round.

In the early morning, thousands of barren mountains have not yet woken up, and they are gloomy in the morning light. The continuous mountain peaks make the distant skyline seem to be within reach.

Yu Yan looked at this piece of fog, and his heart was also white, just like the scenery in front of him, it was difficult to see flowers in the fog.

It's also strange, when he was a prisoner in the lord's mansion, he ate and slept well every day, and gained a few pounds, but now he is safe and sound, but it is difficult to sleep.

Last night, he had a nightmare.

Dreaming that when the glazed fire came down, Shang Yingqiu couldn't escape and was instantly engulfed by the fire.

This dream was so real, so real that even the smell of the flesh burning in the fire seemed to be lingering in his nose, lingering, after Yu Yan woke up, he was panting for a long time, only to realize later——

The stove in the other palace is broken, so I have been eating barbecue for the past few days, so I think about it day by day and dream about it at night.

Unable to fall asleep, he simply got up and walked the mountain over and over again, measuring out the new sphere of influence with his feet, enjoying the fact that one person occupies the land as king, and at the same time, he carefully checked the possible loopholes.

Well, today is also as safe as yesterday, yesterday's yesterday, with no trace of pursuers.

Also, the terrain of Jiuhuang Mountain is steep, and it is very impossible for outsiders to find it, but Yu Yan still disregards the persuasion of his subordinates, and must come and see it by himself every day--

He was afraid that in case, in case Shang Yingqiu really came, it would be bad if there was another rift between them.

This is not unfounded worry, but the care and prudence that a boss should have. Yu Yan doesn't expect other people to understand.

In the afternoon, Elder Qian came over to discuss with him the next matter of recruiting troops.

Yu Yanqiang cheered up, saying that people are more valuable than their talents, and sometimes one person is enough to reach thousands of troops. If you can get it, why worry about not having the chance to recover.

Elder Qian is usually in charge of accounts, and he is extremely sensitive to all opportunities to save money, so he immediately grasped the key words: "It seems that the Lord has someone in mind?"

"Yes, but unfortunately..."

It's a pity that Shang Yingqiu is now the leader of the righteous way, high above the ground, and he is not a bamboo shoot in the back mountain, he can dig it if he wants.

In the past, the Buzhou Palace occupied the most advantageous location, occupied several gold mines in the mountains, and was in charge of the mountain roads for transporting leather and medicinal materials for many years. The monthly silver given to disciples was the highest among all sects. Worry about who to win over.

"But now we are short of money, how can we attract the other party?"

"No and no." Elder Qian didn't care about these things: "My lord, when Zhuge Liang chose Liu Bei as his lord, didn't Liu Bei want something? Compared with Cao Cao, Sun Quan, Liu Biao and others, he can be said to be the most downcast one. That person——if he is really as good as you say, he must not be the kind of layman who only chooses his master based on money, if you want to win over, it is not good to use money."

"..."

Yu Yan's heart twitched, too.

Judging by Shang Yingqiu's usual look of being brave to him, he still respects his character.

That night, after dealing with the chores at hand, Yu Yan spread out a piece of letter paper and sharpened his pen under the dappled and dim candlelight.

A drop of water can wear a stone, not to mention a human heart?

The elder’s philosophy of life is still in my ears. Everything is changing, the world is changing, and people’s hearts are changing. Why can’t the position be changed?

As for the content, Yu Yan typed several drafts, thought it over and over again, and felt that it would be better to start with the situation of martial arts in Jianghu for a hundred years, and it seemed that he had a good idea of ​​the overall situation.

Nowadays, the situation in the martial arts world is strange, and the alliance is closely related to the imperial court. There are only a lot of nasty things in secret collusion. Although Shang Yingqiu made a lot of achievements in his debut, he acted in a tough and resolute style. Too much wooing and too little, it's not a good thing for the strong to be easily broken. How many of the past lords died young?

"Yi Yi Han" He Qiao, who had been the leader of the alliance for three years, died of murder.

"Jiuyuan Sword" Liang Gongtao, who took office for several months, became disabled all his life.

The "Broken Star" didn't care, and disappeared in a hunt within half a year after reaching the summit, and his life and death are still unknown.

Comparing it like this, there are countless devils who have the last laugh at the end of their lives...

The foreshadowing is here, and it is deliberate to expose the shortcoming, and there is suspicion of a villain.

Yu Yan restrained himself, and then changed the subject, pointing out that adversity makes a hero, and an eagle spreads its wings. If you come to him, you can have a bright future. How can you be happy and wanton when you are the leader of the alliance, and you can do whatever you want?

As for the pluses here...

To be honest, Yu Yan can't think of any advantages of Nine Barren Mountains for a while, but the disadvantages are all there is to win...

But it doesn't matter, avoiding the important and taking the light is not a deception, but to let young people see the future clearly——

Although it is desolate here, it is far away from the secular world, which is beneficial to practice; the folk customs are simple, and the girls are fair and beautiful, so it is a good place to find a wife and settle down.

The key is to have yourself here.

As an elder, he swore that he would do his best to treat you well.

Biting mountain winds came from all directions, and in this small wooden house that could not block the sound of insects, could not block the wind and rain, and was about to collapse at any time, Yu Yan admired his masterpiece word by word, the more he read it, the more satisfied he was, and he felt unprecedentedly excited.

He carefully folded the letter that would definitely change the martial arts situation, and put it in his arms.

No wonder after coming to Nine Desolation Mountains, he always felt a sense of uneasiness rising up in his heart all day long. Now that he thinks about it, it's not because the food is too spicy and he doesn't get used to it, nor is it the fear of starting from scratch with nothing—

It's the sense of responsibility that is thirsty for talent and can't bear the dust of the pearl at work.

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