Way of Choices

Opening his eyes a little bit hard and seeing Tang 36's worried expression, Chen Changsheng didn't feel any surprises, but when he saw the folded sleeve's always indifferent face, he was also a bit concerned. The urge to laugh.

He was not only slightly injured, but also conscious of the sea, so he passed out.

It wasn't because of the injury caused by the collision with the Heavenly Stone Continent that enveloped the cold mountains when the Qianli button was used, it was just because the devil was pointing away.

At that time, the devil was on the bank of the river, pointing him at a long distance.

He blocked the breath with a yellow paper umbrella, but could not isolate the terror power contained in the breath.

"I woke up so quickly?"

Tang Thirty-six watched him wake up, very surprised, stepped forward and helped him up.

Folded sleeves said: "Wake up really fast."

Chen Changsheng sat leaning on the head of the bed and looked at them and said, "Why don't you see any emotion in your face?"

Folding his sleeves and ignoring him, Tang 36 replied: "The old man of Tianji has personally visited you and confirmed that you are fine. Then we have nothing to worry about."

Chen Changsheng thought about the moment when he woke up, the worried expressions on the faces of the two people, knowing that they were just not willing to admit, nor break through, said: "The old man of Tianji is sure that I am fine, should I be really fine? You should please Dean Mao came to see."

Now Mao Qiuyu is the archbishop of Yinghua Hall, but they are still used to calling him the dean.

Tang Thirty-six said: "Elder Tianji, count stars, count rivers, never wrong, saying you are okay, naturally you are okay."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and said: "Did he count the things we encountered?"

With this sentence, the room became very quiet, and only the voice of distant communication could be heard faintly.

The reason for being quiet and silent is that they all feel that there is a strong taste of conspiracy after entering the Hanshan Mountains. The more important thing is that they think of the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar looked at the picture of the persimmons on the branches at the bank of the river, and left a deep impression on them.

They know that it may be difficult to forget that picture in their lifetime.

Don't know how long it took, Tang Sanshi looked at Chen Changsheng and asked in a low voice: "Confirm... Is that the one?"

Chen Changsheng didn't speak and nodded slowly.

Tang Thirty-six bowed his head and was completely speechless.

He is the only grandson of the Tang family in Wenshui, and he is not afraid of even the Tianhai family. It is really fearless. Many stories that happened in front of the Kyoto National School of Education have proved this, but thinking about the middle-aged scholar The identity of him is that he feels fear from the heart.

"When I was very young, I had a dream."

A sound broke the low atmosphere in the room.

Chen Changsheng and Tang Sanshi looked at the past.

Folding his sleeves, watching the duo with no expression, he continued, "Just kill him."

Chen Changsheng was shocked and speechless, determined to kill the devil from an early age, this is really...

"Mighty." Tang Sanshi looked at him convinced and said: "You are too strong."

"But... that's just a dream."

Folding his sleeves, thinking of the pictures he saw at the mountain road the other day, his face pale, and said, "I never imagined that I could see him with my own eyes."

Tang Thirty-six was annoyed when he heard his words, waved his hand to show disdain, and then looked at Chen Changsheng and asked, "How did you survive?"

This is the most wanting thing to know about the entire Hanshan, and even the whole world. It is also the most critical and difficult to understand in the whole thing. The devil did not hesitate to be temporarily trapped by the old man of Tianji with Hanshan Tianshi Dazhen, but also wanted to kill Chen Changsheng. So how did he survive?

Relying on talent, talent or will?

No, that's the devil.

No matter how good Chen Changsheng is in these respects, it is impossible to escape from life with these.

Hearing Tang Thirty-six's question, there was nothing to say about folding the sleeves, but I moved two steps towards the bed. Obviously I was also very interested in this answer.

Chen Changsheng didn't answer this question immediately, but motioned to Tang Thirty-six with his eyes.

Tang Thirty-six knew it, went to the door to check it out, and then took out a magic weapon from his arms, and a light breath came out, isolating the possibility of being peeped.

"I... met a person." Chen Changsheng hesitated for a while and said, "That person may be Lord Wang."

Tang Sanshi and Zhe Xiu looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Especially for the wolf tribe boy with such a determined heart, besides the name like Demon King, who can make his emotions out of control, who else?

Lord Wang... There are many people surnamed Wang in this world, many officials, and many people called Lord Wang. For thousands of years, only one person does not need to add any prefixes and instructions, and is directly commensurate with Lord Wang, so that everyone in the world can know who it is.

That man is called Wang Zhice.

The room became extremely quiet again, and this time it lasted longer.

Don't know how long it took before Tang 36 and Folded Sleeves woke up from shock.

Tang Thirty-six said with emotion: "Master Wang...it really did not die."

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised. Looking at Tang 36, he asked, "Aren't you surprised?"

Tang Thirty-six said annoyedly: "Me and Folded Sleeve have been like quail just now, how do you want us to be surprised?"

"But...you said just now... Did many people already guess that Master Wang was not dead?"

"Of course, this kind of saying has been circulating in the world, saying that Lord Wang is still alive, just hiding in the world."

"But when I was reading Dao Zang and reading history books, it was very clear that Lord Wang's soul had already returned to Xinghai."

"If you believe in the history books, women can be emperors."

"Tianhai Niangniang..."

"This is a metaphor... In short, this is one of the two mysteries, and many people have been guessing this way."

"Two big mysteries?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Tang Thirty-six explained: "This is the final outcome of Zhou Du|fu and Master Wang."

Chen Changsheng thought about the empty black sarcophagus in Zhouling, if he realized: "Because no one has found their bones?"

Tang Thirty-six said: "To be more precise, no one knows whether they are dead...whether it was His Majesty Taizong or the legends in the Lingyan Pavilion, when he finally returned to Xinghai, there were a lot of people. Look, only these two are the exceptions."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Changsheng said with a very certain tone: "So, at least one mystery has been solved now."

Tang Sanshi and Zhe Xiu looked at each other again and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you sure?"

You should know that this is no ordinary trivial matter. Once the news that Wang Zhice is still alive is spread, it will shock the entire continent.

Chen Changsheng nodded, then suddenly thought of something, his expression slightly changed.

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