Vol 4 Chapter 33: Step by step

White mountain water is silent in the black carriage.
"Seven things..."
She indulged, slowly looked up and whispered to herself: "The old fish market entered the Weihe River, four orphans, and they will reunite in the midst of it. Now even Miss Gong Sun has appeared, Zhao Miao, Where are you again?"
Zhao Miao is Mr. Zhao Si.
After the war in the fish market, Zhao Si’s life sword was destroyed, but it was not known, but Bai Shanshui always felt that Mr. Zhao Si, like himself, would never be reconciled when he saw the gray city of the gray wall.
Obviously, it was the opponent of the sword of life and death. However, now that she thinks of Zhao Miao, her heart is inexplicably somewhat emotional, somewhat warm and somewhat expecting.
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The caravans that traveled along the border with Chu were finally getting closer and closer to the Yandi.
Because too much fatigue has accumulated, the mood of most people in the caravan has become more violent. However, it may be because of the relationship with the homeland. The old man who Zhang Yi has been caring for seems to be getting better and better. The same is true of Zhang Yi’s many demands, but more time to fall into silence, stunned by the dim sum, as if constantly remembering something.
When you can vaguely see some villages on the border of Yandi, the old man seems to have come up with a lot of spirits. After using the dinner that Zhang Yi took at sunset, he even laughed at Zhang Yi very rarely. He saw Zhang Yi’s sneer. "A young practitioner like you, you shouldn't follow such a horse team like a funeral dog. You must have committed a felony in Changling, so you have to escape from Changling in this way."
Zhang Yi gave a slight glimpse, and some shouted: "Mr. You misunderstood."
"It's not a felony. Why is that?" The sarcasm of the old man's mouth is more intense.
Zhang Yi stunned, and he did not know how to answer this question.
The old man laughed again. "It is said that it is not a felony."
Zhang Yi thought for a moment and said, "I have offended a big man."
The old man looked at him contemptuously and said: "You are a practitioner, just offending a big man, you will not dare to stay in Changling, too weak."
"I am not afraid of that big man." Thinking about what he and his "little younger brother" did in the Shaoshan sword meeting, Zhang Yi's face shined with some rare pride. "It's just my choice. It can make the people I care about better."
"Sacrifice yourself, to fulfill others, it sounds great." The old man looked at Zhang Yi with deep thought and said: "Have you ever thought about yourself?"
Zhang Yi nodded seriously and looked at the depths of the distant Yandi: "I want to be stronger... I can only protect others if I become strong enough."
The old man smiled.
Zhang Yi is looking at the distance. He did not see that his face was very gentle at this time, and the peace was completely different.
"I am sleepy, help me to wash my feet with warm water."
He said the same as Zhang Yi’s instigation in peacetime.
Zhang Yi stood up and didn't want to go to the end of warm water.
When he returned with a pot of hot water, he was kneeling in the ground.
There is no trace of the old man in his sight.
Only in the place where the old man was sitting, there were traces of burned charcoal, and three words were written in awkwardness. "I am leaving."
When Zhang Yi’s eager shouts sounded, the old man walked lightly through the wilderness in the night package.
His body always seems to be wrapped in a unique genius, letting his body float like a gust of wind on the long grass.
The wrinkles on his face are still the same, but the feeling of weakness and oldness is slowly rejected by a strong temperament, and eventually disappears completely on him.
Under an old tree that has died, a fire red burns like a flame.
The distance was close, and it was clear that it was a fiery red crane.
When the old man approached the red-hot crane, the crane opened its wings and flew up.
The old man seemed to just sit forward and sat on the back of the crane.
Then the crane crane plunged silently and disappeared into the flowing clouds in the night sky above.
"I can see that you are a very good person, but now this world, good people may not have a good report."
Luo Zhongjing, the head of the caravan, went to Zhang Yi, who had been searching for a long time but had nothing to gain. He looked at his disappointed and extremely worried face, did not say the rest of the words, but said the sentence seriously.
Zhang Yi understands the meaning of this caravan leader and knows that the other party is kind.
But he still shook his head and said softly: "If you think so, you will have only evil, no good."
Luo Zhongjing sighed and said nothing more.
From the beginning of the incomprehension to the helplessness at this time, the modest performance of this modest young practitioner on the way and the meticulous care of the old man in the Yandi, have made them feel what they have invisible. It is a true gentleman.
Just a true gentleman, can you really survive in this world of weak meat?
At this time, Zhang Yi was worried about the lost old man, but he was worried about the encounter between the young practitioners who had been convinced by the supplies to Da Yan.
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Ding Ning frowns sitting at the table.
The piece of jade that represents the Lonely Mountain sword is quietly lying on the table in front of him.
Some lines hovering in his mind perfectly fill the largest corner of this jade, perfectly connected with the lines on this jade.
The lonely mountain sword that Bai Shanshui saw was not as complete as him.
It is only when the mind wanders among these almost completely complete lines, the more clearly it is perceived, Ding Ning is more and more aware that his previous inferences about the long-term Sunshine are correct.
When the power above the eight borders spreads out according to these lines, what kind of result will the powerful heaven and earth rush between the heavens and the earth of Changling?
Ding Ning faintly felt that he had grasped the line that could involve the real answer, but it was like the last layer of yarn, which could not be touched.
Some chaos.
There is a sound of silk in the distance.
Listening to the faint laughter from the distant restaurant, Ding Ning understands that it is his own heart.
"can not be like this."
He frowned and whispered himself.
Then his face began to restore the calm of the past.
Since there is no way to think about chaos, then only step by step.
The surname of the palace lady has always been the paw of Zheng sleeve, there are many new accounts and old accounts to count.
The former husband who drove the car, now the general Liang Liangliang will be far from Changling.
If this is the case... then kill the surnamed maid.
In fact, step by step is often the easiest way to calm people.
He personally collected the jade on the table, walked out of the inner court, and then walked out of the gate of the ink garden, and walked to the front of the Shao murder who sat on the mat under the tree. He took a polite and said: "I want to I want to kill the palace lady."
Suddenly heard such a sentence, Shao’s face did not change anything. He just looked up and looked at Ding Ning, and said indifferently: "The Queen will not give you the opportunity to kill her publicly, but he will kill if he secretly kills.

"Then everyone would think that the Shushan Jianzong helped me kill her." Ding Ning shook his head and said: "I want to kill her as a disciple of Aries."
Shao murder is the most murderer of Shushan Jianzong. His murder contains many layers of meaning. The previous sentence he has clearly and simply indicated some meaning, but at the moment he did not directly refute Ding Ning, but Shen Shen For a moment, said: "The Queen does not give you the opportunity to challenge her and kill her publicly, but you can force her to hold back."
"I want to know what she can't stand."
Ding Ning once again slammed the murder of Shao.
He knows that Shao murder may not be able to know, but Lushan Jianzong will definitely find a way.
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