Chapter 97： Identity

On the banks of the Weishui River, under the willow trees, the man in the green robe faced the river, stood with his hands on his back, and the breeze blew, blowing his feet.

Song Jiao came step by step, stopping a few steps beside him. She didn't go to see him, and she also faced the river.

Xingyue was silent, Song Jiao was silent for a long time, and slowly said, "You shouldn't come."

The Qingpao man replied, "I'm here."

Song Jiao sighed softly: "Is the East China Sea so big, can't I tolerate you?"

The Qingpao man chuckled: "The world is big, can there be pure land?"

Song Jiao was a little annoyed: "You are sophistry!"

The man in Qingpao became silent, and after a while, his voice seemed a little heavy: "After the Battle of Badgong Mountain, I did intend to retreat to the East China Sea, and then I did make up my mind. No matter what happened to Tang, I would Come back again. "

Song Jiao turned to look at the man in Qingpao. The face in front of her was strange to her. It was a face reconstructed after disfiguration. Of course, it did not match the face in her memory. She asked: "You have seen through I do n’t care about honor and shame in the world, why did you come back? You said at the time that life is like a dream, rich and honored, and destiny, since you do n’t even care about Li Zhi ’s fate, why do you come back? Having built the foundation and stepped into the realm of real life, where can't you be at ease, and why insist on returning ?! "

At the end of the story, Song Jiao looked excited, and her mood was out of control.

She stared at the unfamiliar face in front of her: "You know, although the world of Datang is big, but there is no place for you, when you come back, it means death! Even if you cultivate to be real, but Can you fight the emperor ?! "

Song Jiao laughed with sorrow, infinite sadness: "You are dead ... the world thinks you are dead ... Since you are dead, why do you want to live? Do you want to die again? ! "

The Qingpao man had no words, maybe he didn't know how to speak.

After Song Jiao had spoken, as if all her strength was pouring out, she was silent.

For a long time, the man in Qingpao said, "When I went to sea that day, I had an appointment with Master and with you, disciple Bailudong, never from the world ... why did you come to him?"

Song Jiao laughed aloud: "You are high, you can see through your life, you can understand the avenue, you can abandon the secular bondage, but I can't do it. At least, when San Qingguan met him, I couldn't just watch and die. ! "

"So you just use the name of revenge to stay by his side to help him? Yes, this is indeed your temperament." The Qingpao man glanced at Song Jiao.

"Say these things! What are you doing here when you return from the East China Sea? Why are you here? I can't even protect him in my heart, and you still need to step in?" Song Jiaozhi asked.

The man in Qingpao looked at the river again, and this time he remained silent for a longer time.

He said: "After the battle of the Eight Gongshan Mountain, I was already disheartened and no longer had fantasies about the Datang Society. But when I was in the East China Sea, I watched the astrology at night and found some abnormalities ... Forget it, not to mention astrology. When I was buying food on the coast of the East China Sea, I heard that he stepped into practice, inherited the title of Lord Wang, and served as Chang Yin's Shao Yin. "

Song Jiao sneered: "He inherited Wang Jue's career and entered the vortex of power struggle. When he descended to Wei Baoheng and up to the emperor, he would not forget about the case of Bagong Mountain, so he took this step and was destined You have to be hostile to many people and suffer many people's calculations. They are dead. But this is his business, and it has nothing to do with you. Haven't you been unrelated for a long time? "

The Qingpao man said, "If he didn't inherit the king and didn't show up, I wouldn't ..."

"Don't say these are useless!" Song Jiao interrupted him, "I don't believe a word! After the battle of Badongshan, your people survived, but your heart is dead, don't say you I'll miss these worldly feelings! "

The man in the Qingpao became silent again. He glanced up at the night sky, and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Song Jiao stunned: "You ..."

The man in the Qingpao waved his hand to signal that he was not in any way, but Song Jiao had lowered his face: "Since you have built a foundation, how can you deal with a Wei Jiangnan?"

The man in the Qingpao wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and smiled: "After the battle of the Eight Gorges, I was rescued by the Master for my life. Although I fortunately survived, the foundation was damaged. Although I successfully built the foundation after going to the sea, The wound is still unrecoverable. "

Song Jiao's face paled: "Wasn't that saying that every time you use your cultivation practice, you are hurting yourself, hurting yourself and then hurting people?"

The Qingpao man didn't think so: "Anyway, I can't die for a while."

Song Jiao moved her lips and finally couldn't bear to blame him anymore.

Halfway through, Song Jiao asked, "Would you like to see him?"

"No need." The man in the green robe waved his hand. "There are more important things than him."

"What is it?"

"Take down Wei Baoheng, clear the eunuchs, and help new kings!"

...

Its daybreak.

Seeing Song Jiao coming from the riverside, Li Yan looked pale, and asked with concern: "What kind of acquaintance has made you look so ugly after seeing you?"

Song Jiao glanced at Li Yan, his thoughts were complicated and his taste was unspeakable. After all, he just shook his head and could not say anything.

Seeing that she didn't want to say much, Li Huan didn't plan to question.

Liu Zhiyan considered the middle of the night, determined to change the gate court to turn to Li Yi, and instead accused of looting the dock warehouse. It was Wei Baoheng who wanted to persuade him. In fact, as she said, people are involuntary in the rivers and lakes, and she has no choice now.

Li Chang took the official mission of Chang'an Prefecture, escorted Changhe to help the crowd, and Chen Jianghe's corpse and his subordinates, returned to the village where they were settling, ready to rest a little, and hurried back to Chang'an. Since the matter here was Wei Baoheng's ambassador, I'm afraid that he has been told that the incident was unsuccessful. Whether Li Zhi can successfully return to Chang'an City or not, he said two things.

While in the cottage, Li Xuan sent news to Wang Duo and Lu Yan, and asked them to send someone to respond, especially the thoughtful person who needs expert protection of witnesses. As long as Liu Zhiyan and others can reach Chang'an Mansion, Wei Baoheng's situation will be No need to say how.

At present, there are not many powers available to Li Yong. The entire Tsing Yi door is in fact only Song Jiao's high-level combat power. If Wei Baoheng is well informed and has sent hands to respond outside Chang'an City, it is likely to be in Wang Duo and Lu. Before Yan's man arrived, he intercepted Li Yan.

They may not dare to kill Li Yan, but they must dare to kill the witness.

At this moment, in the cottage on the hill, the stove had gone out, and Liu Dazheng was sitting on the threshold, smoking dry tobacco, his face was very tight. The boy got up early and went out, and saw that Liu Dazheng was abnormal and did not open the fire. It was a little surprised, but when the Taoist was also there, the boy didn't ask much, and went to prepare breakfast himself.

The Taoist was standing in the courtyard, his face was gloomy. Obviously, he lost the first fight with Nangong last night. However, he was not taken away by Nangong first, and it was a good ending. It's just that the end is not acceptable to Taoists.

"What are you talking about? Are you going to find An Wang and Li Ye?" The Taoist stared at Liu Dazheng with a look of anger, "Qing Lian's affairs have not been found out yet, that guy is most likely a sinner of our Tao! You now, want Go to the enemy? "

Liu Dazheng swallowed the clouds and misted his face, and his face seemed a bit vague after the smoke: "I Liu Dazheng, after going down the mountain after the crown, has been following Lao An Wang, and has also fought in the North and South. Personally guarding, even Song Jiao ’s girl, did not dare to blow her nose and stare in front of me. At that time, Liu Dazheng told myself that following An Wang was my lifelong pursuit. "

"During the Battle of Badgongshan, I should have been with Lao An, but it was because of the temporary assignment of Shimen that I left Lao An ... Liu Dazheng could hardly blame it! If I was by the old King An, that day, even if I could only block the sword for the old King, how could it be impossible for the old King to repair it? "

In the end, Liu Dazheng was already full of sensibility.

The Taoist coldly hummed: "Just for this matter, you hated Shimen for so many years, and you even came here to live in disregard of Master's persecution ... But what is wrong with Shimen? What's wrong? "

Liu Dazheng glanced at the Taoist man: "Wang Lao An Xiu is a high-ranking man. Even if he is besieged, he can go without victory. How can he directly die? What is Shimen trying to plan for these years? Do n’t you really know what? Do not follow the court order He is good at spreading the immortal law to the people, wantonly expanding his disciples, and making friends with the rivers and lakes. This time, he is also cultivating Qinglian. He wants to find the so-called heroes and trouble the world of Tang. What he has done and what is against the thieves? What ’s the difference? I, Liu Dazheng, followed Wang An'an half a lifetime, shed blood and sweat for Tang, loyal to the liver and righteousness.

"Liu Dazheng! You ca n’t be crazy!" Taoists were furious. "The monks in the world are all my Taoists, and they are all my disciples. This world is not the court, it is my gate! The court is decaying, and the gate is Limin Cangsheng. With less suffering from faint politics, this is what seeks to overthrow the court and shape a new order! This is not rebellion, it is for the sky! "

"These words, go back and talk to Master, tell me it's useless." Liu Dazheng finished smoking, drank his cigarette, stood up, "I owe the teacher's love, yesterday's affairs have been paid off, Since then, the two have nothing to do with each other. I don't want to investigate the death of King Lao An. Is there any effort by the division and how much effort, but from now on, you and I have nothing to do!

Having said that, Liu Dazheng greeted the boy: "Pack up and go out!"

The Taoist was furious. He pulled out a long sword and pointed at Liu Dazheng: "Are you going to find Li Yan? You are going to be a running dog of the court? Going to trust my enemies in Zhongnan Mountain? Then I have to ask the sword in my hand and promise Don't promise! "

Liu Dazheng sneered.

After a while, Liu Dazheng took the boy out and went down the mountain.

After all, the courtyard and the house were ruined, leaving them in ruins.

In the ruins, the Taoist looked at the sword stuck in the ground, his face was pale, and his mind was not belonged.

On the mountain road, Liu Dazheng glanced back, where the Qingpao man stopped last night.

He murmured in his heart: "The entire Tang Dynasty, as a matter of course, can reach the real world, only Lao An is alone ..."

Follow King Xin An, will there be a chance to see Old An An again?

That old King An, who everyone thought was dead?

At this moment, Liu Dazheng was in tears.