Chen Zhenyu and others are impatient. A whole day and night have passed. Nothing seems to have happened in that mountain. In the months after being captured, the disciple of the shadow hall did not appear again, and the person who shot did not appear again. It''s like they never appeared. Everything that happened before is an illusion.


    At this time, Chen Zhenyu''s eyes suddenly darkened, and then he lost his vision.


    "Ah"


    He gave a low cry subconsciously, and then rolled down the high slope. Liao Sheng, who was at the foot of the high slope, hurried to save him and saw Chen Zhenyu covering his eyes with a painful look on his face: "thousands of households... I can''t see anything!"


    "Staring at the snow for too long."


    Liao Shengyuan had more experience than Chen Zhenyu. He went out to contact the people of Xiaoqi school and immediately guessed the reason. Chen Zhenyu is stubborn and doesn''t want to let go when he focuses on one thing. You don''t have to ask. He certainly won''t let others change, and others are not familiar with this environment.


    "Don''t move. I''ll take you back for treatment now."


    He turned to order others: "stare in turn. Everyone is not allowed to spend more than half an hour. When changing people, move slowly. Adjust a position every half an hour. The snow is pressed low for too long. If someone familiar with the environment here observes carefully, I''m afraid it will be noticed."


    "Here"


    His men answered.


    Liao Sheng picked up Chen Zhenyu and looked back. There was nothing unusual, so he swept out. They have gone far into 100000 mountains. It''s not a while before they want to go back and find support points. The supply point was set at the place where the northern Liao people lived, at least nearly 80 miles away. Walking on such a road is much slower than on flat ground.


    Less than half an hour after Liao Sheng left with Chen Zhenyu, when he was staring at the Xiaoqi school in that direction and preparing to get up and change people, he suddenly felt in a trance. Before he could react, he felt that the clothes on his back were tight and his body was lifted up. Then there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. The next second, he was thrown out and landed far away, When it landed, it threw up a piece of snow.


    "Go!"


    The Xiaoqi school endured a sharp pain and shouted. It was too late for others to react.


    A man in a white bear fur jacket stood on the high slope and looked at them coldly: "when they came yesterday, I thought someone was peeping. Sure enough, you guys had great perseverance and endured in this ice and snow all day and night."


    Several other Xiaoqi schools exchanged their eyes, but made a decision immediately without talking. The man with the best lightness skill in the back immediately turned and left, while the people in front rushed towards the man in leather jacket with a knife. The people of Xiaoqi school are carefully selected, either from the Jianghu or from the army. Everyone is very brave.


    But in front of this man, they were as vulnerable as weak children.


    I didn''t see how the man made a move, but waved his hand at will. The Xiaoqi schools were shocked and flew out one after another, and lost the power of resistance in an instant. However, the man obviously left room for action and did not kill directly. At this time, the first Xiaoqi school to escape had not gone 200 meters away. He looked back and was shocked. His colleagues'' robes had been turned over to the ground.


    He gritted his teeth and tried his best to withdraw. Only then did he find that the man in leather jacket was waiting for him in front of him.


    "Feet are good."


    The man in the leather jacket waved it casually, and the body of the Xiaoqi school flew out like a broken kite, smashing into a pile of snow. You should know that the snow that hasn''t melted for many years is not soft. You can imagine the damage caused by bumping into it.


    Just like yesterday, the man didn''t know where to turn out a rope, threw it, rolled it around the ankle of the Xiaoqi school, and then dragged it back. Before long, five or six Xiaoqi schools were trapped by him with ropes, tied into a string and dragged back on the snow.


    He pulled the rope with one hand and looked effortless.


    Xiaoqi school, the first to be overturned, struggled for a while but couldn''t break free, and the man seemed very confident. He knew that they were controlled and difficult to escape. He didn''t even look at them. The Xiaoqi school took the opportunity to feel a signal fireworks from his arms, and then twisted it fiercely.


    With a bang, a flame exploded in the sky.


    The man in the leather jacket walked and looked at the Xiaoqi school and frowned: "why bother your companions? You''re really not smart. Not only do you let the people around you suffer together, but also the people who came to save you will fall in together. It''s really an idiot."


    After he said this, his wrist trembled slightly, and one end of the rope immediately moved like a spirit snake, and then ruthlessly got into the belly of the Xiaoqi school. The ropes were interspersed back and forth. Before long, the Xiaoqi schools were sewn up! Some were passed through the thighs, some through the chest, some through the abdomen, and the blood immediately dyed the snow red.


    The man continued to drag Xiaoqi school forward. As he walked, he said calmly: "this blood mark will stay. It is estimated that your companions will be more anxious when they see it. The more anxious they are, the easier they will make mistakes. If they die, you will do it."


    When he finished this sentence, he stopped talking and looked at his back from a distance, like a big white bear dragging the food he had just hunted back to the cave.


    Just as he dragged those brave cavalry schools back to the cold gate, Liao Sheng also came back from the. He chose a more secret place and looked over there. He tried to resist the impulse to rush over and rescue his servants. After a moment of silence, he turned and left.


    ......


    ......


    Chang''an City


    Martial Arts Academy


    The original library was still there, and the war did not burn out in Chang''an City, so the martial arts academy was not damaged. The sadness was only because the building was empty. There are still so many books in the building, but no one comes back to read them. For many years, the martial arts academy has never been so empty.


    The big tree in front of the library began to fall leaves, exactly as if it had a set clock in its body. When the seasons change again, it makes the yard look more depressed.


    Zhou banchuan sat on the stone bench in front of the library and looked at the chess game on the stone table in front of him. The 19 track chessboard is engraved on the stone table. Some people always ignore the lines on the chessboard. If you look carefully, you will find that it is not chiseled out at all. It is very round and more like fingers.


    In the chess game, Baizi has obviously lost the upper hand.


    And it is Zhou banchuan who holds the white.


    "I''ve been in the martial arts academy for so many years, and I don''t know that you are a cook with extraordinary origin, let alone that you are used to guessing. You are so fierce. I want to know who you used to play chess with when you were a cook in the yard for so many years?"


    Sitting opposite him was the cook who claimed to have never had a fight.


    The body is so magnificent and the face is so rough. If you walk in the street, people will arbitrarily think that he is mostly a butcher. In fact, there is not much difference between a cook and a butcher. In the cook''s own words, killing a pig is killing life, and pulling a coriander out of the ground is also killing life.


    "And myself"


    The Cook said, "in the past, when my useless apprentice was talking about Qingge, I tried to teach him, but his mind was not on it at all. Moreover, his concept was too straight and couldn''t turn round, so it was difficult to improve. After three years with him, he didn''t make any progress. I simply played chess with myself."


    "A man who drives himself so hard in chess, really can''t fight?"


    Zhou banchuan abandoned his son to admit defeat.


    Baizi has no power to return to heaven.


    The cook''s sunspot attack was fierce and left no room. If he only plays chess with himself, Zhou banchuan''s words are naturally correct. Is it true that a person who is so ferocious as to play chess with himself can''t fight?


    "Watching chess is not watching people."


    The cook shook his head: "your chess skills are mild and contain murderous Qi, but you have never been a person who can use murderous Qi. The students in the martial arts academy have been trained one by one by you, and they can make a decision on life and death on the battlefield. But what about you? You are indecisive and can''t get rid of it."


    Zhou banchuan nodded: "even so, I still don''t believe you won''t fight."


    The cook smiled. "Do you want to fight me?"


    Zhou banchuan didn''t answer.


    The Cook said with a smile, "if you fight with me, you can''t beat me, and I can''t beat you. Even though I can see through your thousands of flaws, I dare not fight at the thought of killing people. This is a matter of nature and can''t be changed. Maybe you''re right. I can''t fight, but I don''t dare."


    "Why not?"


    Zhou banchuan asked, "your cultivation has never killed anyone?"


    The cook asked, "how many people have you killed?"


    Zhou banchuan hesitated for a long time: "not many."


    The cook picked up the pieces one by one, slowly and carefully: "if it weren''t for the chaos in the world, I''d be good to cook my dishes in the kitchen. When I''m in a good mood, I''ll steal a pot of wine from you. When I''m in a bad mood, I''ll steal another pot of wine from you. I had a pleasant and comfortable life. Where would I be so unhappy when you cross examine me like this now?"


    Zhou banchuan frowned: "I said someone must have stolen my wine!"


    The cook smiled: "you are the president of the martial arts academy. At that time, the people who sent you good wine could line up outside the city gate. Do you know how much wine you have? You said you thought someone stole your wine just because you suspected."


    This seems to have some meaning.


    Zhou banchuan said, "but I still don''t believe that there will be no story behind people like you."


    "Yes"


    The cook nodded: "everyone in the world has his own stories, some are ordinary and some are magnificent. I belong to the former. As I said just now, if the world is not in chaos, you will know that I understand practice? Similarly, everyone in the world has his own secrets and can''t tell them... No matter noble or low, everyone has them."


    He said slowly: "How do you know if a hardworking, simple and honest farmer who dare not kill chickens has anything to say with the charming and lovely daughter-in-law next door? His wife won''t believe that a cowardly man like him dares to have sex with people in the wild in broad daylight... Can you tell such a secret? Of course not, because it''s two people who are bad. So don''t ask If you know more, you will feel uncomfortable. "


    "Everyone has a secret?"


    Zhou banchuan murmured again, thoughtful.


    "Yeah."


    The cook put away all the pieces, stood up and stretched: "especially in the martial arts academy, there are more secrets. You have yours and I have mine. Master Wan was there and he had him. Some secrets have been seen, but some secrets can never be seen... What do you eat at night?"


    "Hot noodle soup"


    "OK"


    "Put two poached eggs"


    "No"


    The Cook said seriously, "put one egg in a bowl of noodles, not more."