msmithbooks Chapter 65 Compromise
Chapter 65 Compromise
Zhong Lijing squinted his eyes, and repeated the name twice in his mouth: "'Yunlang Ghost Tooth'... Does the black sword you are talking about look like a hook at the hilt?"
"Have you seen it? It has disappeared inexplicably since Zuo Qiucheng burned his right arm that time."
"it……"
"What do you know? Go ahead." Zhong Liyi saw hesitation on his face, obviously knowing something.
Zhong Lijing said: "It is Fang Yuan's saber. I saw him use it several times. If I remember correctly, the last time he went back to the mountain, he held that sword in his hand. Later, when he was taken away , and dropped the sword on the ground."
"Fang Yuan's saber? When did this kid take Yunlang Ghost Ya? You never told me such an important thing?"
Zhong Liyi never liked to get angry. It turned out that many sects looked down on him, and he couldn't get angry with others too much. Now that his mana has increased dramatically, he has begun to look down on others. He looks superior and doesn't bother to get angry with others.
This time when he heard the sword was in Fang Yuan's hand, he scolded Zhong Lijing angrily, but Zhong Lijing was not afraid of him, he said calmly, "You never asked me."
"Yunlang ghost teeth were originally Ji Yunhan's. Before she died, she put a restriction on the sword. It is impossible for the descendants of the Fang family and the sword of pure cold to solve it. The two are indispensable..." He paused, thinking about it by himself. In a word, and then suddenly realized, "In this way, I actually forgot this level... When the Fang family was destroyed, a child ran away. That child was Ji Yunhan's child. Those trash did not catch up with him. He got away."
"If the restriction can be lifted, this Fang Yuan is likely to be that child. Unexpectedly, he not only ran away, but also went to Xiaoshan, changed his name and face to worship under Xiao Zijun's door." He turned his head to look at Zhong Lijing , told him, "You first ask people to go to Xiaoshan to get the sword, and then lead people to search for people from Beicun, Jiangbei City. I don't believe that Fang Yuan can go missing alone, and he must be hidden by someone. I am in Pingzhou City. Anyone who wants it, no matter who it is, has to spit it out for me."
Zhong Lijing lowered his head slightly to hear it, and he turned to leave.
These few days after the new year are the coldest season of the year, and even Jiangbei has snowed for several days.Zhong Liyi didn't know why he went crazy, so he asked someone to carry buckets of water in the school yard overnight, tossing and tossing for most of the night, until the whole school yard was wet from watering before letting him go back to rest.
Early the next morning, the school grounds froze, and there was not much water, but a thin layer formed, which shattered into ice balls when stepped on lightly.
A few tents were set up on the school grounds, with warm talismans hanging inside, it was so warm, it seemed like two worlds from the outside.
Xiao Zijun sat at the table in the tent, and two people looked at him, one on the left and one on the right.There was a manager standing in front of the table, and he handed a piece of paper to Xiao Zijun with a smile, and said to Xiao Zijun, "Young Master Xiao, the expansion of Pingzhou City is about to take place. To spare your work, you only need to copy these lists in a booklet. Look at the snow and ice outside, how can you be more comfortable than writing and drawing in the house?"
Xiao Zijun lowered his eyes to look at the paper, which was densely filled with people's names, he picked it up and asked, "What is it?"
"This is the list of [-] disciples. From today onwards, the disciples of the ten sects including Xiaoshan, Yuejianggu, and Baimianfeng will all be placed under the gate of Pingzhou City and filed in the records. Mr. Xiao, why don't you start with the first one?" The steward smiled, his front teeth were a little yellow, he pointed at the paper, and the first name in the first row was impressively written "Xiao Zijun".
After Xiao Zijun finished listening, he folded the paper according to the original crease and pushed it back.
"Slow down." The housekeeper held Xiao Zijun's hands down, "Why do you have to refuse, Mr. Xiao? The sect master knows that you are arrogant, so you will definitely not be willing to belong to Pingzhou City, but have you ever thought about it? These thousands of disciples Not all of them think like you, maybe they are all in a hurry to come back."
Xiao Zijun tilted his head and gave him a mocking look.
"The first step in the expansion of Pingzhou City is to draw a line between factions. If you don't write, you won't be able to start construction. Everyone is waiting for you at the door." Overcoming Xiao Zijun's sarcasm, the manager asked someone to lift the curtain of the tent. When it was opened, a gust of cold wind poured in, making people shiver.
Xiao Zijun looked out the door, he was stunned after just one glance, and it took him a long time to turn his head and point to the manager: "You...you!"
The huge school grounds were full of captured disciples from various sects and sects. They were all wearing a thin layer of underwear and standing barefoot on the ground.The ground of the school field was watered overnight, and a layer of ice formed. The ice shattered as soon as they stood up. The thin ones turned into ice water, and the thicker ones shattered into ice balls that stuck on their feet. Their cold lips turned purple. Not daring to move, they stood behind every few people with a supervisor, holding a thin whip in his hand, and whoever dared to move to keep warm would whip up the whip.
Xiao Zijun glanced roughly from inside the tent, and all the children standing inside were half-old children, the older ones were no more than Xuanwen's age, and the younger ones looked less than ten years old, lowering their heads and sobbing once and for all. Dare to wipe away tears.
"What? Is Mr. Xiao still sticking to his principles? It's really cold this winter, and it's good to be active. If you stand for a day, you might really freeze to death."
Xiao Zijun turned his head away so as not to look out, he closed his eyes, even though his heart was panicked, he still couldn't write anything against his will.
Seeing him like this, the manager comforted him and said, "Actually, whether you write or not, these people have already been controlled by Pingzhou City. This is a firm fact. What can be changed by writing more words or less words?"
How could Xiao Zijun not know that the current situation is not something he can decide with his pen, but Zhongliyi's tricks, in order to bow his head and subdue him.
He was thinking a lot, but he didn't express anything on the surface. The manager thought he was being stubborn, and raised his voice and said: "Okay, since Mr. Xiao didn't think clearly, then everyone will accompany him to think."
When he thought about it, he thought about the middle of the night, the food delivered by someone in the evening was cold and then taken away, and he hadn't eaten a single drop of food this day.He was still fine, the people standing outside hadn't had food or water all day, during the period a few people fainted and were dragged away, and then new people were brought in to replenish him.
In the winter night, the temperature dropped sharply, and a layer of hoarfrost formed directly on people's eyebrows. A thin coat could not keep out the cold, and people might freeze to death that night. Xiao Zijun couldn't bear it. He wanted to go out, but when he got up, someone stop.
"Master Xiao, have you figured it out?" the steward dozed off, was awakened by the start, and rubbed his eyes and asked.
"I want to go out."
The steward gave him a wink, and the person standing in front of him moved out of the way. Xiao Zijun walked away from the table. He had just walked to the door and lifted the curtain of the tent when he suddenly heard an uncontrollable cry from outside.
"Master... woo"
He stopped, and the chill went straight to his brain from his feet. Before he could react, the sound of the whip hitting the flesh echoed. Xiao Zijun looked over and saw the boy fell to the ground with a blow, his whole body seemed to be frozen. As if confused, he lay on the ground hugging his body and hummed: "Master...help me..."
Xiao Zijun's heart was scratched hard, and he suddenly thought of Fang Yuan.
When Fang Yuan was young, he joined his sect as soon as he arrived in Xiaoshan. The people of the sect were dissatisfied with him and often pointed at him. He was indifferent during the day, and he never complained when someone bullied him. Solve it alone.
Once it was very late, he passed by Fang Yuan's house after finishing his business, and went to have a look when he saw the lights in his house were lit. Fang Yuan had already fallen asleep, and he was huddled in the corner of the bed alone, hugging the quilt, groaning tormented by the nightmare Hmph, at first he would call his father and mother twice, but after a while he kept calling "Master...help me" in his dream, crying and calling for Master while being wronged.
He helped Fang Yuan wipe away the nightmare, turned off the lights, sat for a while and saw that he was fast asleep before leaving.
Xiao Zijun was startled, he walked quickly to the boy, kicked the supervisor behind him before the second whip fell, and stretched out his hand to pull the man on the ground up.
Perhaps there was warmth in Xiao Zijun's hands and body, and the young man burrowed straight into his arms as soon as he came up.The steward and two guards followed Xiao Zijun out, and Xiao Zijun walked past them with the child in his arms, and was about to take him back to the tent. As soon as he walked over, he heard the steward say from behind: "Mr. , Can you save one person, can you save 1000 people? If you can save these 1000 people, how many 1000 people can you save? Now it’s chaotic, if you don’t want to be soft, you have to be hard-hearted!"
Xiao Zijun kept walking, without saying a word, he led people back to the tent.
After settling down the young man, he sat at the table and unfolded the folded paper, spread it flat on the table, and said to the person in front of him, "Go and tell Zhong Liyi that I can write, and let them all go back. Clothes to keep them out of the cold. Even if they have to work, feed them and keep them warm."
After Xiao Zijun finished speaking, he picked up the pen on the table, dipped the nib in ink, and wrote the first name "Xiao Zijun" on the blank booklet.He copied it for a while, and found Xuanwen's name among Xiaoshan's disciples, feeling sad in his heart, he copied it down without stopping.After a few lines, he transcribed Fang Yuan's name, and suddenly stopped writing, watching the curtain of the tent slip open, the people outside were all cleared away, and large flakes of snow began to fall.
He couldn't help thinking in his heart, it's snowing again, Fang Yuan, where will you be at this time?