Chapter 1113

Sometimes life is like this. When you stand at the intersection of a direct target, you miss it because you ignore it. Then you turn and take another road. After a semicircle, you find that you have taken a detour. Fang Xie had this feeling at this time. If he had cared about the cook when he entered Chang'an City, so many things would not have happened.

The cook seemed embarrassed, but Fang Xie's anger was that so many innocent people died because of his mistakes. If I had been more careful, I wouldn't have let that Liu yanque create such a great killing sin. This anger is actually a kind of self blame.

Fang Xie doesn't have much dissatisfaction and anger with the cook. After all, the cook has no obligation to confess this. Moreover, it seems that the cook has forgotten it for a long time.

"This is actually what master Wan told me to do."

The cook looked at Fang Xie carefully, as if he was afraid of the anger in Fang Xie's eyes. He thought that Fang Xie was angry with him. This overhaul walker who had never taken the initiative to fight with others in his life might not even know his accomplishments.

Old man Wan took in his master, a homeless man after the collapse of the moon shadow hall. At the beginning, his master was such a person. He only hid behind the door and practiced wholeheartedly. I've never asked about the Jianghu, and I don't know what the moon shadow hall has done. So when he was chased and killed later, the honest and honest overhaul Walker could kill many people, but he would only escape.

Isn't this a great good?

Master Wan found the cook's master and asked him to be a cook in the martial arts academy. Then the cook's master took the cook as an apprentice. In fact, he spent most of his time teaching him how to cook... Realistically, when the cook became an adult, he couldn't see his master's cooking and often despised it.

The cook's master taught the cook to be a cook.

"Why?"

Fang Xie asked.

This is what Fang Xie wants to know most. Why did master Wan do this?

"Let me see... Let me see."

The cook frowned hard, as if trying to squeeze the answer out of his head. This man has been aloof from the world all his life. The only trip he has ever made is a trip to 100000 mountains. And he didn't find those children at the beginning. The old man gave them to him and asked him to send them to 100000 mountains to hide.

"That's right."

The cook's eyes suddenly brightened: "I remember that the old man once showed me a Atlas of special physique. At that time, I thought it was fun, so I looked more. The old man said that the people found were the most special people in the atlas. We should hide them until the opportunity is ripe."

"Atlas?"

Fang Xie was stunned. He took out the atlas from his cuff and handed it to the Cook: "but this one?"

The cook took it over, opened it, looked at it, and then nodded: "yes, I remember very clearly. The old man's painting style is really amazing. Look at the man's small chicken chicken paintings. It was because of this that I looked more..."

Sitting a little farther away, Zhou banchuan smiled, blushing for his new friend.

"I remember something when I see this."

The cook tried to recall the scene: "At that time, the old man found me and showed me this atlas. He said that the nine pages at the front of the atlas showed pictures of great significance. He said that this is a picture of nine people who first began to practice when sang Luan created the practice more than a thousand years ago. One of them is naturally sang Luan's own constitution, and the other eight are the eight departments of Sang Luan."

Hearing this, Fang Xie's heart suddenly tightened!

"The old man said..."

It seems that it's difficult for the cook to recall something so far away, so his narration is also intermittent. It's really difficult for him to remember other things as a person who can remember that a few scallions or even pepper should be put in any dish. So he seems to be trying hard to recall, perhaps because he thinks he has done something wrong To make up for it.

So Fang Xie knew that the cook was by no means a villain.

"Remember some more!"

The cook finally caught the key: "At that time, the old man said that more than a thousand years ago, sang Luan, the nine of them, were the first people to practice in the world. Their special physique was absolutely of extraordinary significance. Otherwise, they would not have been alone at the beginning. In other words, if these eight people were not very important, sang Luan would not have chosen these eight people at the beginning. The old man said that if these nine physique people were If we can get together, we can solve a huge problem... "

The cook shook his head. "But... What's the problem?"

He looked at Fang Xie and looked innocent.

Fang Xie sighed heavily: "the important problem to be solved now is no longer important... If this problem can only be solved by people with the same physique as sang Luan and the eight ministries, there is no solution now. Because... I have killed two of them."

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"I'm sorry... I really can't remember what the old man said at that time. At that time, I was more focused on cooking than my master, because my master often said I was stupid and could never surpass him in cooking. I was unconvinced, so I didn't have the mind to do anything else... When old man Wan came to me, I didn't have the mind to care so much, just because I can't refuse because of kindness, so I have to take the job. "

Cook way: "However, I wanted to finish my work and come back quickly. After taking those people to 100000 mountains and leaving them there, I hurried back. As for what the old man told me, I forgot. However, it seemed that in order to prevent those people from escaping, I arranged martial brothers according to their age and deliberately pretended to be very fierce to tell them that whoever left would kill anyone 。”

"Your master was not dead at that time?"

Zhou banchuan found that he couldn't remember when the old cook died.

The cook's face darkened for a while, and there was an indelible sadness in his eyes: "He died before I came back. He only died four days when I arrived in Chang'an... The old guy was obviously not as good as me, that is, he refused to admit it. I wanted to convince him completely at that time, but I forgot... He was so old. Why should I argue with him? What can I do to coax him like coaxing a child?"

"What a pity..."

The cook sighed, "I didn't understand this at that time."

"You were not young and frivolous at that time, were you?"

Zhou banchuan interrupted.

The cook gave him a blank look: "you don't understand anything... Although I was not young at that time, I could even be said to be old, I was naturally a child when my master was there. He didn't look up to me everywhere, but he defended me everywhere. I didn't even wash my socks and underwear before he died..."

"Well, you're special."

Zhou banchuan nodded and didn't continue to say anything.

"In other words, you left these children there and ran back without instructing them to practice?"

Fang Xie asked.

"No"

The cook shook his head: "at that time, master Wan gave some books, which were the cultivation methods that the master thought out for the children's physique. After I threw the books to them, I left. I didn't ask at all. I didn't even read what was written in those books."

"What if the old man gave you a few recipes?"

Fang Xie asked.

The cook affirmed, "of course I want to see it!"

Fang Xie really doesn't know what to say, but it's a natural thing for people like the cook. If others know that it's a practice skill written by Wan Xingchen, they're afraid they'll immediately break their head and grab it, and even have a Wulin dispute. How many people will fight hard for such a skill? But in the cook's opinion, such a thing is not worth it Like a recipe.

"How many children are there?"

Fang Xie asked.

"It doesn't seem that they are all children. The oldest one seemed to be 14 or 15 years old at that time. I vaguely remember that he had his hair tied... The reason why I remember this is that the child was wearing a pink sachet and said it was something his mother left him. It tastes very special."

A 14-year-old boy with a pink sachet is really memorable.

"There are six people in all."

Cook way: "I arranged their martial brothers in order according to their age. The youngest one at that time seemed to be only three or four years old and was not sensible. There was another sick child who didn't know why he was unconscious all the time. At that time, the oldest asked me why he was always unconscious. I said he was beaten by me because he was disobedient, so those children were more afraid of me..."

People like cooks are wonderful. They can't remember important things. They can remember these trivial things very clearly.

"Six?"

Fang Xie frowned.

"The youngest one should be Mr. 9 of the moon shadow hall. Is there really a causal reincarnation in this world? The people of your moon shadow hall took him to 100000 mountains, and finally he returned to the moon shadow hall."

Fang Xie shook his head and seemed to have some emotion.

"I can't remember clearly. The child was the most clingy to me and was not afraid of me. He always let me hold him. At that time, I thought it would be useless for a three or four-year-old child to frighten, because he was not sensible. So let me hold him. Maybe it's because of this, he didn't have any fear of me, so he was the first to escape 100000 mountains."

The cook reasoned this out very seriously.

Fang Xie thought that the cook's words were really reasonable. At that time, Mr. Jiu was just such a small child. What could he remember? Those older children knew that they were afraid, but he didn't even know that they were afraid. So later, others didn't dare to go out of the 100000 mountain, but he was the first to come out.

Then Mr. Jiu had the adventure of fan Gucheng.

Fang Xie thought that Mr. Jiu had left 100000 mountains at such a young age. He actually knew how to rely on two adults and pretended to be an ordinary child who didn't know anything. The couple who died on the way to fangucheng were not Mr. Jiu's biological parents. He just needed a pair of parents to take care of himself after leaving 100000 mountains. Because he was a practitioner, the couple later died of disease, but he was fine.

"I don't know how many hundred thousand mountains are left."

The Cook said, "maybe this Liu yanque is not the second one to come out, so... Even if you don't kill two of them, these nine constitutions may not be able to get together. There were only six at that time, and the remaining two haven't been found."

Fang Xie shook his head: "it's not that he hasn't found it all the time, but that it's hard to take it away."

Because Fang Xie already knows... The other two are the original ontology of freedom and the ancestors of the kuktaimun family. Thinking of this solution, his eyes suddenly brightened: "I killed two, but I caught two. One of them was the descendant of the eighth Department of that year."

The cook was stunned: "but... I simply forgot. What would happen after the old man said to gather together?"

Fang Xie thought for a long time and muttered to himself, "is it calling the dragon?"

The cook was even more stunned... Even Zhou banchuan was stunned.