Chapter 1083: Hidden weapon

Shiwan is a straightforward and honest man. In his eyes, the feelings between brothers and brothers are the most precious thing in the world. He treats him gold and silver as dirt, and he treats him as powerful as grass, but he treats him with friendship twice as much as he gives him. He always says that he is stupid and stupid, so he doesn't have so much thought about other things. When he gets together with his brothers every day, he mostly just laughs foolishly, but he knows that he can't live without this emotion.

When he thought that the old and young people were dead, he felt ache in his heart. When he thought that Yanque had left, he was the only one who had been unconscious for sixteen years in the cave.

His heart began to twitch.

The coldness in the words of the elder brother before made him feel like he was poured a bucket of ice water from his head. Even the coldness of these 100,000 mountains would not be colder than the ice in his heart.

"Senior Brother, the outside world is really that good?"

He asked

"Maybe...yes."

The eldest brother put down the book in his hand. This book he had read less than a thousand times was the only book in the cave. But he still read it carefully every day, reading it word by word. So Shiwan always doesn't understand what beauty this book hides, which makes the eldest brother so addicted.

He may be really dull and never thought that his senior brother would study... maybe it was just because there was nothing to do.

The eldest brother sat down beside Shiwan, thought for a while and said, "If the outside world was not really beautiful, the master would not have gone forever. He took us to these 100,000 mountains and left, just told us not to go out and practice with peace of mind. Over the years, I have thought that my heart was the most calm among our brothers and brothers, and I felt it was hard to be the same as the old and young men. It would be strange if the old and the Yanque didn't leave."

Shiwan sighed: "The old and the young are the last one to come, but the first one to leave."

"We haven't seen the master in many years?"

Shiwan asked.

The eldest brother was silent for a while and shook his head: "Forgot."

"When the master left, he said that we are all people who cannot be easily born. Once they are born, they may cause a lot of trouble. I once asked him when we can leave the 100,000 mountains. He said that we cannot leave before the opportunity comes. I asked Master again what opportunity is, and Master said that waiting for the opportunity is opportunity."

The eldest brother recalled the conversation at that time, and a wry smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Sometimes I can't believe it. I almost forgot my name, but I still remember what my master said at the beginning, and it was not a word."

"Senior Brother, your name is Ye Zhuhan."

Shiwan quickly reminded the senior brother.

The eldest brother was amused by Shi Wan's silly smile, and it was rare to smile without any impurities. This junior brother was always so simple, and he always took the words between the senior brothers very seriously. Sometimes he always felt that people with such a temperament would be happier because his thoughts were simple and easy to satisfy. But later he realized that the more Shi Wan was, the more likely they were to suffer, because Shi Wan would attach too much importance to feelings.

Once a person puts feelings first, he will naturally feel more uncomfortable than others.

"Senior Brother, do you know why Master asked us to escape from the world? What trouble is he talking about?"

"have no idea"

The gorilla shook his head: "I even suspect that Master doesn't know. Over the years, I always recall the expressions and eyes of the Master when he left. Over the years, it has not been blurred but has become clearer. I also feel that the reason why he brought us here is not because of his original intention, or even... teaching us to practice is not his original intention. You and I are both people in this matter, and Master is people outside this matter. Perhaps, he is just entrusted by others."

After living in such a lonely place for so many years, it is inevitable that I will think more about things than ordinary people. The eldest brother is a person who is too thoughtful. He passes his time every day either read the book book that he recites backwards and will not memorize a single word, or thinks about why he and his junior brothers are here. The latter consumes much more time than the former. Because most of the time he holds the book but doesn't read it at all.

Shiwan looked back at the person who had not changed his appearance for sixteen years on the stone bed in the distance, his third junior brother and brave soldier.

He didn't know who gave the third junior brother such a name that was not easy to understand, just as he never understood the third junior brother. For this ice cave, he could always feel the warmth from other senior brothers to a greater or lesser extent, but on the brave man, he could only feel the chill that would last for thousands of years.

"How did my junior brother get hurt?"

He asked.

The eldest senior brother Ye Zhuhan shook his head: "I don't know, when the master came, he was in a coma. I asked his master who he was, and the master only said that he was your junior brother. I asked his master why he was injured, and the master only said that it was his own fault."

"From the future, there will be only three of us left in this hole, right?"

Shiwan felt a little sad.

"Maybe……"

Ye Zhuhan patted Shiwan on the shoulder: "The old and the Yanque do not belong here at all, and they are a little different from the three of us."

“Where is different?”

Ye Zhuhan thought of the master's words back then, opened his mouth but did not say them. Because he knew that these words might make Shi Wan feel even worse.

"Actually, since Yanque picked a first-class villa alone, I knew that his heart was already wild. As for the old and young, his heart had never been here."

He turned the topic away and said nothing.

But if this sentence is spread to the world, it will definitely cause a sensation. As one of the particularly famous sects in the world, Yipin Villa in the 100,000 mountains has always been shown with an unfathomable mysterious appearance. Yipin Villa rarely set foot in the Central Plains, but every disciple who came out of the mountain has a surprising level of cultivation. The reputation of Yipin Villa is still above the Penglai Pavilion in the East Chu of Moxi Garden in Nanyan.

And such a huge and mysterious sect was slaughtered by a man named Liu Yanque alone.

"He has blood stained his hands, so he is addicted."

Ye Zhuhan stood up and walked to the stone bed to help the unconscious man turn over: "Once the mind is fascinated, others can't persuade him."

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Chang'an City

Martial Arts Academy

In the stone pavilion in front of the library, a pot of wine was warmed. On the stone table were there a plate of old vinegar peanuts, a plate of bean sprouts, a plate of shallots and tofu, and a plate of donkey meat. The slightest heat coming out of the pot was radiating the aroma of wine. Just smell it and you will know that the wine will be at least ten years old.

"The martial arts conference is so lively. You are the dean of the Martial Arts Academy, why don't you go?"

The chef lowered his head and smelled the aroma of the wine: "I'm afraid you dug out this wine in the library? Is the old man rarely drinks again after he arrived, but there are many good wines he hides."

"Why can't it be my own wine storage?"

Zhou Banchuan asked.

The chef shook his head: "You have a secular smell. When you were the real president of the Martial Arts Academy, the wine given to you by those people also had a secular smell. The old man's wine is different, it only has the smell of wine, nothing else."

Zhou Banchuan was not angry either, but just sighed: "How much wine did you steal me?"

The chef smiled, then pointed to the dishes on the stone table: "You said you invited me to drink, but asked me to prepare the dishes. Now this wine is not yours, and you can make this unsubstantiated deal well."

"If it weren't for the fact that someone could have been found in this yard to drink with me, would I invite you?"

Zhou Banchuan snorted coldly.

The chef laughed: "Actually, how can you hide it from me? Although I have never touched the word "world" for most of my life, I am not stupid. After the last time you and I talked, you must have been itchy in your heart. Because I said there are so many secrets hidden in this yard, I have them, and the old man has them. You invited me to drink because you came for these secrets."

"Don't you feel sorry for keeping the secret until you die?"

Zhou Banchuan asked.

The chef smiled and said, "I can't die... But, the old man is dead and the world has changed. Perhaps this secret should be time to bask in the sun. This wine belongs to the oldest pot of wine... No one knows how much smell is hidden in the wine."

"How long has the old man lived?"

Zhou Banchuan asked.

The chef shook his head: "Ask something I know."

Zhou Banchuan thought for a while and asked, "When I just became the president of the Martial Arts Academy, the old man talked to me once. He said that the Martial Arts Academy is a utilitarian place, and it is enough for you to do utilitarian things well. At that time, I was thinking, how could the Martial Arts Academy be only utilitarian? After the Martial Arts Academy built the Martial Arts Academy, there was no Wanjian Hall in the world. Although I knew that some disciples around him had been serving him, those people did not get any true disciples of the Martial Arts Academy and could not be considered true disciples of the Wanjian Hall. And Xiao Yijiu, Yang Qi, Luo Weiran and Xiang Qingniu, among the four of them, there were only two who could barely be considered disciples of the Wanjian Hall. I want to know, the old man has no other disciples?"

"Yes, I have"

The chef took a sip of wine and picked up a chopstick of bean sprouts: "But I don't know how many disciples he has. I once went to Chang'an to help the old man do something, and hid a few great things. Think about it, more than ten years have passed in a flash. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten that there was such a thing."

"Great?"

Zhou Banchuan frowned: "Why do you want to hide?"

The chef thought hard: "I can't remember too much about what I said back then. The old man just said that some people cannot show up casually and must wait until they should show up. You also know the old man's temperament. If he doesn't want to say anything more, who can ask? My master was grateful to the old man. Before he died, he told me that even if the old man asked me to die, I wouldn't have any hesitation at all. Death is feasible, what is the point of helping the old man do a few things?"

"Whenever?"

Zhou Banchuan murmured and asked, "When?"

The chef's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and after a while, his eyes lit up: "I remembered it a little. The old man said that there is a big bandit in this world, and he secretly ranks at a high position. Only when the eight-star companion day can he go out. But I have never understood what the big bandit is, what the eight-star companion day is?"

Zhou Banchuan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, so his eyes were stabbed and it hurt a little.

"Master may be a god."

He sighed.

"Hide the tools in the mountains"

He thought about the words the chef said before, and carefully savored the taste in them, and found that it was even more difficult to understand than this old wine of unknown age.

"Some people are destined to be something that others will never catch up with."

He said.

The chef naturally knew that he was talking about Wan Xingchen, so he knew that this was absolutely correct.

"If he was willing to live, he should be able to live for a long time, right?"

Zhou Banchuan asked again.

The chef shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows...if you live for too long, it will be painful?"
Chapter completed!