Great Blue Night Watchman

"Knowing the master's identity, he still dares to declare a challenge so unscrupulously. This shows two points. First, the Mo Pavilion incident has hit his pain point; second, what he will do next will be unscrupulous!"

Bai Lao nodded and smiled: "It seems that you know him well enough. Are you sure you can beat him in the next game?"

"Master's chess skills are superb. If a disciple is not talented, he can only learn three points!" Luo Wuxin said: "The way of playing chess is not in the process, but in the results. In the next game, the process can be ignored, as long as the final If the result exceeds his, that is the kingly way!"

"Confucians can be taught!" Bai Lao nodded in approval.

It can be seen from this passage that the agreement between Luo Wuxin and Lin Su - the agreement to challenge the Holy Peaks of the Two Palaces, was itself a game of chess, and this game was also approved by Bai Lao.

Luo Wuxin had already seen through the magical effect of this game of chess.

He competes with Lin Su on the same stage. If he wants to overpower Lin Su during the competition, it will be difficult. However, the real way of playing chess is never to compete for the first place in the whole process, but to control the results.

Zizi strives to be the first, but Luo Wuxin may not be able to do it.

But the control of the results is a foregone conclusion.

On this chessboard, no matter how hard Lin Su tries, no matter how amazing he is, he will eventually step into the endless loop that others have already preset, while for Luo Wuxin, no matter what he does, the final result will be as he wishes.

At this level, Luo Wuxin always wins without even playing a game.

However, Lin Su's few words still made Bai Lao feel a little frustrated.

He, Bai Ge, uses all things in the world as a chess piece to dominate the world, but in his mouth, it is so unbearable, and he is even more dissatisfied! "The balance of the world can still be maintained." This is the declaration. Let's look at the future, who will control the ups and downs of the world!

Mo Ge has been wiped out, but in his mouth, it has received high praise - Mo Ge's purpose is to prevent yourself from becoming a pawn on other people's chessboard! Although they were wiped out this time, they did not become pawns after all. Their purpose was fulfilled!

Bai Lao cast his gaze towards the distant sky, where there was a dead cliff. Under the cliff were the ruins of Wen Dao, called Wen Ruins.

The original body of Hei Lao was sprinkled from the top of this cliff. Yes, it was sprinkled!

Because it is no longer a body of flesh and blood, but a piece of black jade. The jade turns into quicksand under the power of the Holy Dao in "The Song of Quicksand" and floats in the cultural cemetery of Wenxu.

This is what happened to the opponent who had been playing against each other for many years.

This is the consequence of refusing to be a son.

If you don't want to be a son, it's very good, then you will turn into quicksand!

Lin Su traveled thousands of miles in one night.

The temple is vast and vast, its size almost endless.

The countryside appeared in his eyes, just like the secular world.

The houses on the side of the countryside appeared in his eyes, just like the world.

In the city, the people live in peace and harmony as in the ordinary world.

In fact, this world is the world.

If I had to find a difference, it probably lies in his management.

The secular management is the royal family, but here the management is the temple.

In the secular world, countries are at war with each other, but here, there are no countries, only one master.

Therefore, it has fewer iron-blooded battles than the earthly world. It is more stable than the earthly world. It does not even need an army. It is a little less iron-blooded and a little more gentle.

Yes, even old farmers working in the countryside are also full of talk.

They are farmers now, and some of them are starving to death and being bullied. However, they still cannot forget the glory of their ancestors. Each of them has one or several literati gowns treasured in their homes.

From the appearance alone, what Lin Su felt was that this place was very much like the Peach Blossom Spring written by Tao Yuanming.

However, looking at the essence through the phenomenon, he sadly discovered that this world had fewer human fireworks than it does today.

If it were just a lack of human fireworks, that would be fine. The key point is that he knew that managers at all levels may seem very polite, but their viciousness is definitely no less vicious than the officials in the world.

The fact that the people are in dire straits definitely does not depend on whether these people cry hoarsely and their veins pop, but on their true situation.

These things are not what Lin Su wants to do now. Now, he wants to go to a mountain.

In the desolate land of the northwest, there is a hint of cold north wind.

But as a mountain rises from the ground, the seasons seem to suddenly change.

The spring water of a river has written an exclamation mark on this desolate land. The valley on the side of the exclamation mark is the Wangyou Valley, and this mountain is the Wuyou Mountain.

Wuyou Mountain was originally a barren mountain, but since a big shot lived in seclusion, culture and culture permeated the mountain, turning this world into a wonderful place on earth.

There is a small lake in the Wangyou Valley, called "Zuowou Lake". The Wuyou Mountains on all sides isolate everything. You can go boating on the small lake and sit and forget your worries.

Lin Su fell down and landed at the mouth of the valley. The small lake in front of him made moving ripples under the early morning sun.

Lin Su moved his feet, and a word "boat" flew out from the center of his eyebrows. It landed on the water and turned into a swallow boat. He stepped on the swallow boat, and the breeze blew up. He held a Xiaoyao flute between his lips, and a wisp of sound waves stirred up. out.

It is his signature song "Folk Song is Like Spring River Water"!

The quiet sound of the flute seems to awaken the morning mist in the mountains of Wangyou Mountain, dancing lightly in the mountains.

It also seemed to awaken the spring water of the river, which was flowing freely at his feet.

Of course, it also awakened several hermits in the Valley of Forgetfulness.

The hermit raised his gaze, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Has another hermit arrived?

He is also a player who can play music, and when he hears his music, it is extremely moving. It is in perfect harmony with the setting of Forgettable Valley. It is truly a wonderful music that makes you worry-free in the world.

There was only one person with a strange color on her face, a woman who was boating on Zuowang Lake.

Life is shameless!

In the past, Mingwuyan was not called Wuyan, but Tianyan. As her name suggests, she was beautiful and fragrant. She was recognized as the most beautiful woman in the Tianming Palace, and was also the object of pursuit for the most proud people in the palaces of the temple. But she, Tianhe Yi During the catastrophe, the fairy fell into the mortal world, and Ming Tianyan misjudged the wrong person, which led to a shocking catastrophe in the Milky Way. Millions of people's souls returned to the underworld. From then on, Mingtianyan was changed to Mingwuyan to show that he could see the world without face. people.

He has lived in seclusion in Wangyou Valley at the foot of Wuyou Mountain for eight hundred years.

Today, she suddenly heard the song "Folk Songs Are Like Spring River Waters"!

The beauty of this song can already make the mountain breeze intoxicated and the spring water intoxicated. However, it is not this that shocks Ming Wuyan. What shocks her is that she knows that the person who comes is definitely not a hermit.

It's him!

In the past, on the mountain of books, the rising star of literature and literature had a small exchange with her through the window: Lin Su!

If there is anyone who can make some ripples in this absolutely waveless ancient well in the shockingly long and boring journey of life, it is probably him.

Because of his "White Snake" and "Dream of Red Mansions", and also because of his amazing words...

Such a person is a subversive person, and such a person is the least likely to become a hermit. So, why is he here today?

Lin Su's boat sailed across Zuowang Lake amidst beautiful music, sailed through the vast mist of the early morning, and sailed through her heart that was once again microwaved, and stopped outside her boat.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Ming Wuyan slowly opened his eyes, just like that day, looking at Lin Su across the cabin.

Her face was still beautiful and fragrant, and her image looked exactly like a beautiful woman leaning against the window. However, Lin Su could clearly see today that there were indeed no pupils in her eyes.

Eyes without pupils, no matter how perfect they are, are just dead things.

No wonder, every time I see her, I always have a strange feeling.

"Fairy Tianyan, Xiaosheng Lin Su pays my respects!"

"There is no Tianyan in Wangyou Valley, only Wuyan!" Mingwuyan said lightly: "I can't even see your visit."

"Then there is only one way!" Lin Su said: "I will enter your cabin and let you feel my reality up close!"

As soon as the voice fell, the boat under his feet turned into a boat character and blended into the center of his eyebrows, and he stepped onto the fateless boat and came to her side.

Ming Wuyan's face sank slightly!

On board her boat without her permission!

This kid needs to be dealt with!

Lin Su didn't seem to notice this obvious expression at all. He smiled softly: "I smell the familiar fragrance, Autumn Tears! Fairy, although you live in seclusion in Wuyou Mountain and seem to be carefree about everything, in fact you still have beauty and ugliness. After all, you can’t completely cut off the fireworks in the world.”

Ming Wuyan sighed quietly in his heart, but his tone was even calmer: "If you came here today just for these gossips, then there is no need to stay on my ship!"

"If it's just gossip, let alone if you don't let me stay, I have no shame in staying here!" Lin Su said: "But these are not gossip!"

Ming Wuyan slowly withdrew his gaze from the window and slowly turned to him: "What do you mean?"

"I just want to see if some things are suitable for communication with the fairy!" Lin Su said: "If the fairy has lived in seclusion for eight hundred years and really doesn't care about anything, then there is no need to talk about it. Now it seems that the fairy has eight hundred years of seclusion. Living in seclusion for a hundred years has actually not completely eliminated the trace of humanity in my heart.”

Emotional reactions such as anger, ignorance, resentment, etc. are all the breath of humanity.

Those who have these are the people who can empathize.

Without these, nothing can be discussed.

Ming Wuyan sighed softly: "Young Master is laughing at me! Sit down!"

She raised her hand slightly, and Lin Su's face completely changed.

The boat beneath their feet turned into a pavilion.

The lake outside the pavilion seems real and illusory.

Under their buttocks, a chair appeared at the same time, an extremely elegant bamboo chair. In front of them appeared a coffee table, extremely elegant. There were even a few bamboo dragonflies on the side of the pavilion pillar, which were equally elegant.

Lin Su stared at the bamboo dragonfly, his eyes filled with excitement.

At their level, no action is redundant.

This bamboo dragonfly is superfluous.

Because it has no substantive meaning, but only symbolic meaning. What does it symbolize? Symbolizing the mentality that life has no color, she cares about the colors in life, even if her eyes can't see, she still cares.

The subtext conveyed is: You'd better give me something that allows me to glimpse the color of life.

"The Fairy was sitting with me across the window from Shushan for a while, and she mentioned a book called "The Tribulation of the Tianhe". I couldn't find this book on Shushan, but fortunately, I read it somewhere else!"

Ming Wuyan's hand while pouring the tea calmed down for a moment, but it was only for a short moment before he poured the tea anyway. With a flick of his hand, the teacup reached Lin Su's hand: "What did you read, Master?"

"I read it..." Lin Su paused slightly.

Ming Wuyan smiled faintly: "There is no need to hide it. This injury is not a secret. I have given everything for this injury. If I have nothing, I have nothing to lose."

Lin Su gently raised the cup in his hand: "Okay then, let's face this scar! In the Tianhe Tribulation that day, the world said that you ordered Tianyan to misjudge one person, Li Tianlei, which led to the tragic death of tens of millions of people in Tianhe Prefecture. It led to the destruction of the Temple's military palace, for which you destroyed yourself, lived in seclusion in Wuyou Mountain, and changed your name to Wuyan, thus showing that you have no face to see the sages of the temple, and no face to see the world..."

Every time he said a word, Ming Wuyan's face darkened...

A lot of things are like this...

You thought that after living in seclusion for hundreds of years, you would slowly get out of this haze. In fact, you just used a long time and endless worldly events to create a curtain to cover up this layer of pain. When someone tears down this curtain in front of you, you will still find that the cruelty behind the curtain has not changed at all...

Lin Sudao: "I wonder if you have thought about it from another level. Is it possible that you were not the one who was wrong?"

Ming Wuyan suddenly raised his head: "What did you say?"

At this moment, her calmness disappeared...

Instead, Lin Su became calm, held up the tea cup, and started telling a story in a very leisurely tone...

"Tianhe Mansion, the place where the state is buried, is now a demonic realm outside the Pass. Eight hundred years ago, Tianhe Mansion was at the forefront of the fight against the demon army. The demon army broke through the defense lines set up by military strategists. Tens of millions of people in Tianhe Mansion needed to mobilize force However, there are a large number of demon army spies among these people. Therefore, there is a fierce controversy on the human side over whether this group of people should be moved into the city. Some people believe that the lives of tens of millions of human beings are as heavy as Mount Tai. , no matter what, we should let them enter the pass first and get out of danger; other people believe that this group of people are fatal to the human race in the pass and cannot enter the pass. Fairy, is this true?"

Ming Wuyan nodded slowly: "Yes!"

"Li Tianlei held the second opinion at that time. He refused to allow tens of millions of people to enter the country to escape danger. As a result, he was angrily rebuked by the temple and wanted to deprive him of his title. The military palace tried to protect him, thus forming the seventeenth palace of the military palace and the temple. A fierce confrontation, right?"

"yes!"

"The Palace of Divine Destiny of the Temple has ordered you to test Li Tianlei to measure his destiny and determine his good or bad luck. The result of your test is that you have seen the role of this son in the long river of destiny. This son will become the lead for the great prosperity of the temple. So you are on Li Tianlei's side, right?"

"Yes!" Ming Wuyan closed his eyes.

"Because of your determination, the temple gave up on liquidating Li Tianlei on the spot, but Li Tianlei unscrupulously picked up the butcher's knife and killed thousands of people in Tianhe Mansion with his own hands. This beheading cut off your destiny, and also allowed Thousands of people in the Temple Military Palace were accused, which led to great changes. The secular military strategists were destroyed, and the Temple Military Palace was expelled! Is that right?"

Ming Wuyan let out a long sigh: "Why should we reopen an eight-hundred-year-old wound?"

"Because, many things... are actually not the truth!"

Ming Wuyan opened his eyes again...

Lin Sudao: "The first truth: The tens of millions of human beings in Tianhe Mansion were no longer human before Li Tianlei raised the butcher knife! They were controlled by the Aksi Demon Clan using the 'Akasi Egg'. Although they were still human beings, they were still humans. In fact, they are all slaves of the demon clan."

Ming Wuyan frowned suddenly...

Lin Sudao: "The second truth: Before Li Tianlei raised the butcher knife, he had interrogated Akashi, who was possessed by the demons, with his superb literary skills, and uploaded the results to the temple. However, this news fell into the sea without any response, and the battlefield Above, the military situation was urgent, and he had no choice but to make a decisive decision. Otherwise, once these demons crossed Guancheng and merged into the hundreds of millions of people in Burial State, the entire Burial State would fall, which would then affect the nine countries and twelve states on this side of the Jinsha River. "

Ming Wuyan's expression changed greatly: "Is this happening? How...how did you know?"

Lin Sudao: "The Tianhe Mansion in the past is now a land of demons. There are no human races left and no insiders can survive. However, there is a magical race called the Spirit Clan. The life span of the Spirit Clan is longer than that of the top practitioners." , the greatest instinct of the Spirit Race is to hide in the grass and trees, their people recorded everything at that time, and sent it to me all the way over a month ago!"

He gently raised his hand and handed a leaf to Ming Wuyan's hand.

Ming Wuyan held the leaf with two fingers, and he was completely out of state. The leaves were images, recording the scene of Li Tianlei pointing angrily at the sky. He said: "The military situation is urgent, time will not wait for me, and the holy edict will not be delivered!! Today, I If you don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The blame for thousands of sins lies with me, and the law of heaven is above to bear witness!"

Then, facing the so-called common people swarming into Guancheng, he raised the butcher knife in his hand...

This leaf was the only thing Jiang Yun gave him when he traveled thousands of miles to come to him during the great catastrophe.

Although they met under the most urgent situation this time and did not have time to say a few words, Jiang Yun still gave him the leaf.

Ye Ye was so taboo that she hid it from everyone at the time, including Nanwang Princess Qi Yao.

Of course, Lin Su didn't mention it to anyone.

In Ming Wuyan's empty eyes, a ray of cold light quietly filled the air: "Time waits for us not, and the Holy Edict has not yet been issued! This matter... I don't know this matter! Why is the Holy Edict Palace hiding such crucial information? Why?"

"Why? There are unnatural things in the world and conspiracies in the world, but look at the results!" Lin Su said: "The holy edict is true. As long as Li Tianlei is a qualified soldier, he must raise the butcher's knife! This move will destroy the military family. This move will destroy the military family. , the military palace was destroyed, so Li Tianlei is the lead of the battle between the great avenues. I have reason to suspect that although the Tianhe Tribulation was caused by the battle between humans and demons, the director behind it may not be a demon!"

Ming Wuyan said slowly: "The Tianhe Tribulation is actually not the tens of millions of Tianhe Prefecture people, but the Bing Palace! You are saying that a pair of black hands planned this calamity, and the real purpose is to destroy the Bing Palace!"

"The dispute between the avenues started in the third heaven, but the aftermath of the dispute affected the temple and the secular world!" Lin Su said: "Do you understand now? I asked you to test Li Tianlei's destiny and good or bad luck that day. It's not Li Tianlei, but the Bing Palace! What they want is not that you stand on their side and convict Li Tianlei. On the contrary, what they want is that you convict Li Tianlei of innocence, so that they have a reason to let Li Tianlei go. Use a lead to launch a fatal blow against the military palace!"

Ming Wuyan sighed deeply: "I am a pawn in the overall situation of a thousand years! In the overall situation of a thousand years, I am actually a pawn, but..."

Her voice suddenly stopped...

Lin Su slowly raised his eyes: "Are you still a little strange, why did you really see Li Tianlei in the destiny, and did you really see that he would become a lead in the temple's resurgence?"

"Yes! I really saw him..."

"The role of the lead is very wonderful. For eight hundred years, you have firmly believed that you were wrong, because Li Tianlei actually became the lead for the destruction of the military palace, and he cannot be regarded as the lead for the restoration of the temple. However, in From their point of view, you may be right. Li Tianlei destroyed the Military Palace, and the Seventeenth Palace of the Temple is peaceful and there is no more noise. Isn't it the restoration of the Temple?" His voice was full of sarcasm.

"So, it's just a joke that my Wangyou Valley and Wuyou Mountain have been hidden for eight hundred years?" Ming Wuyan slowly raised his head, the light in his eyes kept changing, and there seemed to be a little light quietly lighting up in her blank pupils. .

However, her words were also full of sarcasm, and even filled with anger that she had never experienced in eight hundred years.

"Yes, so there is no need for you to damage your eyes in the first place!" Lin Su said: "There is no reason for you to repent here for eight hundred years."

Ming Wuyan said lightly: "The Ming Pupil has been destroyed, but that doesn't necessarily mean that another pair of eyes cannot be born! The name of this eye is: Wisdom Eye! I just wish I had a little more wisdom root so that I would never play chess again in this life!"

The next four words fell heavily one by one!

With this fall, the entire attic is filled with literary murderous intent!

Amidst the murderous intent, the light in Ming Wuyan's eyes slowly lit up. Her eyes were as bright as the autumn water and the blue sky...

With a slight turn of eyes, the murderous intention in the whole pavilion disappeared.

Ming Wuyan's voice suddenly became soft: "I can see your appearance clearly for the first time!"

Lin Su smiled: "I can see your appearance clearly for the first time!"

Ming Wuyan said: "But I don't know if you have seen another thing clearly, the incident of Hei Lao being robbed!"

Lin Sudao: "After learning about this, I can see clearly that Mr. Hei is not the key either, the key is that person!"

Ming Wuyan said: "That man is about to return. Hei Lao is the divine inkstone that Weiyang Bi relies on. He must not be kept. This is why he must be eliminated!"

"Exactly!" Lin Su said: "The so-called 'Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet' wants to return. Of course, they need to first cut off his possible wings and any possible help."

"You have seen these clearly, what about yourself?" Ming Wuyan raised his eyes and stared at him.

"I am also the one who can help, and so are you..."

Ming Wuyan closed his eyes slightly: "What do you want to do next?"

"I want to enter the literary market!"

Enter the Wenxu?

Ming Wuyan was slightly shocked: "You want to renew the sacred inkstone that the saint destroyed with his own hands?"

"It may not be possible to do it again, but after all, we are old friends. He is buried in the cultural ruins. I have to see him off at least. Paying homage to the deceased is also the right path advocated by the holy way."

"The holy way has no boundaries. Use it according to its suitability. Are you sure this memorial ceremony is necessary?"

"There is a saying in the way of swordsmanship that in the affairs of the world, there are things that must be done and things that must not be done, and today's sacrifice is something that must be done!"

"I speak of the holy way, you speak of the sword..." Ming Wuyan gently held up the tea cup: "Maybe I understand what you mean, you are going to show your sword! Go, do what you must do, I will see you off! "

A cup of tea instead of wine to send you on your journey.

A flute plays like the heart, following the waves into the undercurrent.

Ming Wuyan stood quietly at the head of the boat, watching the lonely boat sail away.