The prince is very fierce

Earlier, in the woods.

With his hands folded in his sleeves, he looked old despite his young age. He stood under a pine tree and watched Lao Yi and Song Ying approach the ship.

Like Eunuch Jia, he had been in the palace since he was young. From spring, summer, autumn and winter to the twelve hours of each day, he was doing what he should do as a person of this status. He was like a beast on the Taiji Palace, watching everything in and outside the palace, trying not to make any mistakes in his life.

Queen Cui did not show up on the ship all day. Since he did not see Queen Cui, he had to think of all the possibilities, such as the other party had guessed the assassination and the ship in front of him was just a bait. Leaving someone behind always had a basis for advance and retreat.

In fact, the guess was correct. Not long after Lao Yi got on the ship, a black shadow touched the river beach, and then the blade was like a tide.

The death soldier A took a look and did not show up to rescue, but turned and walked into the woods.

Long before coming, the death soldier A saw that Song Ying had no intention of fighting, and Xu Buling's "Twenty-Eight Continuous Knife" also exposed his strength, and Lao Yi could not beat him. He might have beaten him in the past, but it was only a possibility. His adoptive father taught him since he was a child that he must be foolproof in everything he did; because as he lived for a long time, he would always encounter a few accidents. Only when he was sure that there was no mistake, he could not make any mistakes.

The task assigned by the emperor this time was to kill Queen Cui. If other goals might fail, he should first ensure that killing Queen Cui was foolproof.

Since the building ship was a bait, Queen Cui was definitely not on the ship. The guards and Xu Buling were all near the building ship, and it was impossible to leave Queen Cui too far away, so that they could not rush to help in time, so Queen Cui must be hiding nearby.

The death soldier A walked among the mountains, seemingly slow but actually fast, searching for any possible hiding places, and also looking for clues that might remain on the ground.

This search was obviously effective. In the woods approaching the cave at the foot of the mountain, Death Soldier A finally found a figure.

It was a dark and windy night. There was no light in the woods. A vague black shadow appeared between the two trees in front.

The black shadow looked old and dying, but he stood under the tree motionless, just like a wooden stake that had stood there for many years. Ordinary people might subconsciously ignore it when they walked up to it.

Death Soldier A recognized who it was, but there was no emotion in his eyes. After all, since he could remember, no one had taught him about emotions. He had no self. He only cared about the things he had to do and the duties of "Death Soldier A".

Death Soldier A stopped ten feet away from the figure and said calmly: "Adoptive father."

Eunuch Jia's appearance may not have changed in the past decades. He put his hands into his sleeves and half-closed his eyes. He looked around and said kindly:

"A, did the emperor ask you to kill Queen Cui?"

"Yes, my adoptive father has retired and returned to his hometown. He shouldn't be here."

"Hehe..."

Eunuch Jia sighed and shook his head: "The work is not done. In my life, I have adopted two adopted sons. In the past, I only thought about teaching martial arts and didn't think about anything else. Now I have retired and returned to my hometown. I wanted to return to my roots, but I found that I couldn't die. After thinking about it carefully, I realized that I have done everything perfectly in this life, but I haven't done well as a person..."

Death Soldier A listened quietly, indifferent to the tragic fighting in the distance, just waiting for Eunuch Jia to finish his words.

"...An adopted son is also a son, and he must fulfill his responsibilities. Jia Yi is dead, and it is not enough to just bury him. The only thing he did in his life was to protect Queen Cui, and it was the same until his death. But Queen Cui is not dead, so Jia Yi's work is not finished. As his adopted father, I have to help him finish it."

"Got it, adopted father."

The death soldier A bowed, then strode forward, with two golden threads hanging from his sleeves, sweeping across the leaves and weeds on the road, and then split into two in silence.

Eunuch Jia sighed softly, but did not say anything. After all, this adopted son was taught by him. Everything was good, but he just didn't live like a human being.

Swoosh

In the woods with only starlight but no moonlight, the subtle but sharp sound of breaking wind was dense and dense.

Four golden threads danced with the sleeves, weaving through the dense woods like threading a needle. The trees and gravel looked like tofu in front of the golden threads. The golden threads silently passed through the trees, and the trees did not fall, leaving only fallen leaves that split in two like flying snow.

Two shadows, so fast that only afterimages were left, wandered ghostly in the woods, so fast that it was difficult to see clearly, but even the fluttering sound of the robes was useless, making the scene look dead and weird.

Occasionally, the two shadows passed by each other, and separated as soon as they touched, without leaking any force, and there was no trace of the ground or the countryside.

Swish, swish, swish

The subtle sounds of pulling strings were dense, and the forest with a radius of ten feet gradually formed a large golden net under the movement of the two figures.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and under the blockade of the golden threads that would kill anyone who touched them, there was less and less space for movement.

As the two shadows intersected more and more frequently, they could finally hear some panting, the panting of exhaustion and exhaustion.

Death Soldier A noticed that Eunuch Jia was unable to do his best, but his eyes did not change at all. Unlike Jia Yi, Death Soldier A was raised by Eunuch Jia since he was a child, accompanied and taught him carefully day and night until the day he took over Eunuch Jia's position.

But all this is meaningless, because Death Soldier A has no name, no friends, no prospects, and no feelings since he can remember.

Death Soldier A can be said to be the sword raised by Eunuch Jia, the sharpest sword in the world!

This should have been Eunuch Jia's masterpiece of his life, but Eunuch Jia couldn't be proud of it at this time; because the sword is a dead object, and people are alive. It was wrong to raise his son as a weapon from the beginning.

Eunuch Jia was born in a small village in Liaodong. He may not remember his parents or the local accent, but he came from 'home' after all. When he was a child, he stood in the courtyard like the kid in the small village in his hometown. At the edge of the dam, he looked stupidly at the strangers passing by. He might have been a little stupid, but at that time he was still a human being.

Back in the small village in Liaodong, Eunuch Jia was lying in the pit he dug for himself. He wanted to die but could not give up his breath. This was because he had lived a whole life and seemed to have no regrets, but when he thought about it, he was full of regrets.

He adopted two adopted sons, both of whom were dead soldiers. One was raised as a weapon, and the other was kept in the dark and became a fool. Neither of them had the chance to live their life according to their own ideas like him.

It was Eunuch Jia's choice to become the 'Dead Soldier'. In that era of hungry cannibals, he found his own way; but the 'Dead Soldier' ​​in front of him didn't even know what he was. Obviously something was wrong. As a foster father, Eunuch Jia should let him choose at least once.

rustle rustle

The fight intensified, and the sound of robes waving gradually sounded in the woods.

Death Soldier A remains expressionless, like a machine, breaking moves, splitting moves, attacking, and moving around, all just right, without any flaw, without leaving any omissions, like an unstoppable wave, destroying his adoptive father who once personally taught him martial arts. After slowly being pushed into a desperate situation, even after ten moves, the foster father will die in front of him.

Eunuch Jia has been immersed in martial arts all his life, so he can count these things, but unlike the dead soldier, Eunuch Jia is still a human being.

Just as he was about to touch the golden thread on the back of his head, Eunuch Jia sighed softly:

"There is an old saying in the world, 'Teach the disciple and starve the master to death', so..."

bang

As soon as he finished speaking, the scrawny Eunuch Jia's aura suddenly changed, turning from softness to strength. His upper body robes were torn to pieces, and the bones all over his body creaked. His skinny five fingers turned into a pair of iron fists, which made a loud bang in the air and touched death. Shijia's chest.

Eunuch Jia spent his entire life learning "Thousand Layers of Miasma", and when he practiced it to great perfection, he was like a willow leaf following the wind, and his swords, fists and feet were all weak. But this lack of effort is based on one's own prediction and speed being faster than the opponent. When the speed and strength reach a certain level, it is just a hundred pounds of mortal flesh. How can there be no saying that one does not focus on it?

When he was in the Tang family, Xu Buling was able to defeat Eunuch Jia by relying on his "surprise" and "power to shake the dragon and tiger"; but Eunuch Jia's pair of old fists that had never been shown before almost squeezed all the energy out of his body. Everything he did was fast and powerful. As long as he hit the chest and abdomen, it was no surprise that he could be punched through with his bare hands.

There was still no expression in the eyes of Death Soldier A. He just tried his best to block with his right hand and turned his left hand into a knife to counterattack. After all, this is the only thing he can do now. Attack him and save him.

Cha

After a muffled sound, the forest interspersed with golden threads became quiet, and two figures stood still.

Eunuch Jia's shoulders rose and fell slightly, his fist rested on the chest of the dead soldier, pressing tightly against the cloth, with a bit of pride in his eyes:

"How's it going? How is your adoptive father's hand?"

For the first time, there was an expression in Death Soldier A's eyes, but it was just confusion. He looked at his left hand that was poured into his chest and said calmly:

"Father, you kept your hand."

Eunuch Jia laughed, took two steps back, sat down unsteadily against the big tree behind, and raised his hand:

"You are dead, and the matter is settled. From now on, learn to be a human being. When you learn how to do it, burn some paper money for me, and then burn some for your brother."

Death Soldier A stood there, looking at the undamaged robe on his chest, and did not move for a long time.

"Let's go, dead soldier, dead soldier, it's enough to die once. We are all raised by our father and mother, how can we always live for others... By the way, I forgot to give you a name. My surname is Liu, my adoptive father. From now on, you will be Let’s call him Liu Fugui. I was also called that back then, but it’s a pity that I didn’t live a day with this name…”

Eunuch Jia muttered to himself, saying words that the dead soldier had never heard before.

After Death Soldier A stood there for a moment, he bent slightly and bowed, turned around and left the woods, heading outside. His steps were as calm as when he came, but his back was obviously a little more confused.

Eunuch Jia leaned under the tree trunk, watched his adopted son go away, and smiled softly.

Cui Xiaowan, whom the boss wanted to protect, is fine. The second boss turned around, which means he has become a human.

"It's done..."

Eunuch Jia whispered softly and raised his eyes to look at the falling leaves rustling in the starry sky.

I have been watching the stars in the Tai Chi Hall for a lifetime, but tonight, it seems to be the closest...