There are white hair all over the mountain, but there are not many real old men, Xing Cang is one of them, and so is the white-haired old man in front of me, the owner of Sunset Manor.
Being able to live to old age in Kongliang Mountain is a great thing in itself.
Tang Zhao looked at his face and remembered what the white-haired woman had said before at the statue: the battle between Yiliang and Jinwu, the destruction of Jinwu in the sea, and the intervention of the owner of Sunset Manor to shoot the sun. fall.
Regardless of whether he really played a role or "thrown a kunai eight hundred miles away", if the owner of the village mentioned by the woman in white is indeed the old man in front of him, then he is at least more than a hundred years old.
A swordsman who is over a hundred years old is no longer young, let alone a swordsman?
Although this old guy has not been promoted to the first-level village owner, which shows that the "holy family" is weak, he is still placed in the position of guarding the sculpture. Although the things recorded in this sculpture may be false, it is genuine and contains a hint of destructive sword intent, not to mention the "Sunset Manor occupies the main road" that the white-haired woman accidentally mentioned.
Therefore, both Sunset Manor and this old man are very crucial. The old man is more likely to have witnessed what happened back then and knows very useful information.
So, should we tie him up and force him to reveal the information?
Tang Zhao changed his mind and looked at the turtle in the old man's hand intentionally or unintentionally.
Although his gaze had been hidden and he was not paying attention, the old man seemed to be particularly sensitive. He put the turtle back into his sleeve with his backhand and could no longer see it.
Well, you're not asking for it? Now there is no problem and it becomes a problem.
Tang Zhao was paying attention, but did not speak. Xing Cang, the general manager next to him, saluted and said: "Long-haired old slave pays homage to the Sunset Master." He then presented the gift list and explained his intention. The etiquette was polite and there was nothing wrong with it.
The owner of Sunset Manor, Wu Shayu, didn't even take the gift order. He looked at the two men sideways and said, "What are your names?"
Xing Cang reported his and Xing Qi's names, Wu Shayu said: "Your name is Xing Qi? The seventh swordsman in your manor?"
Tang Zhao said: "Yes."
"Are there six more swordsmen like you?"
Tang Zhao shook his head and said: "Although I am the seventh swordsman, there are more than seven swordsmen under my command. You can say - as many as you want!"
This was said in a somewhat arrogant tone, and Tu Fei also glanced at him, feeling that he might be provoking trouble by showing off his sharp edge as soon as he came up, but he didn't show any sign of his shortcomings.
Wu Shayu sneered: "Such a big tone? Then do you want to choose a match between eight swordsmen?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "My master told me before he left that eight people are not good. Why don't we choose sixteen swordsmen to fight?"
For a moment, Wu Shayu showed an astonished expression. Under the shock, there was also a hint of panic.
Immediately afterwards, he fell silent, but then he became extremely arrogant and sneered: "Sixteen people? How about thirty-two people?"
Tang Zhao responded: "You can also fight in a group of 108 swordsmen."
At this time, Tufei finally interrupted with a smile: "I said, we are here to talk, not to fight. Don't brag about this number. One hundred and eight games, more than two hundred swordsmen, the second-level swordsman Can the manor work together? Let’s talk about the eight swordsmen bureau."
Wu Shayu frowned, and the white-haired woman coughed lightly.
This cough was probably to remind the old village owner not to lose his status in front of outsiders. Wu Shayu suddenly shuddered, and then a layer of bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, as if smeared with blood, and he suddenly slapped the table: "Okay, you guys Choose eight people, just eight people, and let’s have a ring battle and fight to the end!”
Tang Zhao raised his eyebrows. As the name suggests, the bloody battle is not a one-on-one duel, but like an arena match. If one loses, the next one comes up to challenge the winner. After beating the opponent, the loser will replace him, and this will continue until the end. A winner. It's a very cruel competition system.
And since it's in Mengliang Mountain, this bloody battle is not an adjective, it's really bloody.
You must know that even the duels in front of the banquet table were all about death or injury. If Tang Zhao and others had not shown mercy, the number of corpses carried out of the dozen or so banquets hosted by the young master at the foot of the mountain would have been in double digits. To use this formal bloody battle, the casualties will be greater than in a one-on-one duel. Especially the losing party may have to die cleanly. The winning side may only survive one or two.
It’s hard to say. In fact, the number of people is not the most important thing in this competition system. The key is to have masters. Even if they are also limited swordsmen, there are experts and inferior swordsmen, and the gap is still very large. At the limit, a master may sweep eight ordinary swordsmen.
Hearing this rule, Tu Fei became excited first, raised his hands and said: "Okay! This is exciting enough! We need this kind of blood even if it is a civil war in Zongliang Mountain."
Tang Zhao thought, does he have such a master who can determine the outcome?
In fact, there was a stage when he was considered such a master, which was when he had just obtained the second sword intention in Zhugong and had not officially become a swordsman. At that time, he had truly surpassed his own level. It was no problem to challenge the swordsman as a swordsman, and he was even more powerful in the swordsman realm. At that time, there was a bloody battle to the end, and he could stand alone.
But now that he is a real swordsman, he cannot play.
As for the swordsman pretending to be a swordsman and blowing up the fish pond - don't treat everyone like a fool. Although it is almost impossible for the sword slave swordsmen of Zongliang Mountain to be promoted to swordsmen due to their longevity and sword heart, there are also masters among the manor owners.
The five first-level manors, the ten second-level manors, and the fifteen named manor swordsmen must be too many to count on five fingers.
Not to mention the mysterious Yuanshi.
Maybe it's because a hundred-year-old old man like the one in front of me didn't become a swordsman that he was useless, but that doesn't mean that everyone is useless. When the time comes, it is impossible that there will be no masters watching the battle. If one or two swordsmen see that he is pretending, they will certainly be able to attack him in a group.
Therefore, this rule is not actually beneficial to them, and the losses are likely to be huge. Although the prosecutor is not afraid of sacrifice, he has the responsibility as a commander to avoid such meaningless casualties.
At this time, Nawu Shayu continued: "Not only the swordsman game, I want to open the swordsman game!"
At this time, even Tufei was stunned and said: "Old Wu, where do you have a swordsman? How can a swordsman come on stage?"
It is not that there are no swordsmen in the Gangliang Mountain, but once you become a swordsman, even if you are a sword slave, you will immediately become a master, at least a third-level manor owner, and even be valued by the higher-ups and be awarded important tasks - although there are few examples, but The two mountains have been standing for hundreds of years. After all, there are one or two geniuses and lucky ones.
The swordsman here is also aloof. Unless Geng Liang gives the order, the swordsman will just sit on the high platform and watch the battle, and will never fight in a bloody battle himself.
Wu Shayu shouted: "Of course I can find the swordsman! Do you dare? You and I will find swordsmen in each manor and fight to the end! If you dare to respond, I will take a step back and set the battle in your manor and ask you to occupy the home field. Advantage. How about it? Don’t you still take advantage of this advantage?”
Tang Zhao felt a sudden thought in his heart: Home field advantage? Can this be called an advantage?
While he was thinking nervously, Xing Cang already said: "Lord Sunset, since you can invite the Swordsman to join the game, is the Swordsman Game still meaningful?"
Wu Shayu sneered and said: "Eight swordsmen each will fight to the end. The one who is alive is the winner, and it counts as a victory or loss. A swordsman round is also a victory or loss. If both of them win, it is a win. If both of them win, it is a win. Win one, and add another to decide the outcome.”
Tufei said with some confusion: "The swordsman has already come out, how can we add another one? Who else can we add?"
Wu Shayu said loudly: "I'm here in person! Let's have a showdown with your manor owner Huang Kou Xiao'er. We will fight the king until death. Ask him if he dares!"
He roared so loudly that the flowers around him trembled, and the big pine trees above him fell like rain.
Tu Fei couldn't help but frown: his purpose in being the middle man was to maintain a relatively harmonious situation. Civil war was obviously less energy-intensive than military war, and it could also entertain everyone and let them watch together. But the plan mentioned by Wu Shayu was already very crazy. Not only did he have to invite a swordsman, but he also had to kill him himself. At least one of the two manor owners would die. It was almost more ferocious than a "military battle". Why was it necessary? He also lost his original intention of using money to do things.
He tried to dissuade him a little, but then he saw that Wu Shayu's eyes were bloodshot, he was hysterical, and his condition was very bad. He was a little suppressed for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he was about to speak, when someone said: "Why don't you dare?"
Tufei was startled and turned around to see that the one speaking was actually Xingqi. Just listen to him say: "Although I still have to report to the master, the master said before coming that he is not afraid of any challenge and has long been prepared to do it himself. The master will definitely agree to your proposal. "
Tu Fei was very unhappy. He looked at Xing Cang and thought to himself: You still don't care about him? You, a general manager, didn't say anything here, so why should he, a deputy general manager who is neither trivial nor trivial, talk too much?
But Xing Cang shook his head, as if it was inconvenient for him to interrupt.
Tu Fei was stunned. He knew Xing Cang. This old guy was relatively well-known in Zongliang Mountain. If the owner of the manor was not better than the owner of the manor, could he still be suppressed by such a junior?
Hear Xing Qi say: "However, with the power of our Changfa Manor, we do not need special care from Lord Sunset. There is no need to use Changfa Manor as our home court. Even... we might as well use Sunset Manor as our home court, how about that?"
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A negotiation that was expected to be quite difficult ended in such a hush. At least a preliminary intention was reached. The time has not yet been chosen, and even Wu Shayu felt that the other party seemed to have made too many concessions and it was not appropriate to press any further, so he gave up the right to choose the date to Changfa Manor. Seeing that the Deep Shadow Meeting is within half a month, this battle should not be too far away.
Because the negotiation went smoothly, they only stayed for half a day and left without even having a meal - this was rude to Sunset Manor. Wu Shayu obviously took a lot of advantage, but like a stingy old rich man, he was stuck with meals. He kicked them out.
Tufei was not short of stuttering, but he was still unhappy at being neglected. When he came out, he said to the people in Changfa Manor: "I said why are you here? You came here with men and horses in a menacing manner. I also asked you how to oppress him. I obeyed your ideas and ended up following him completely? What should you do when he said something? Then why bother making a special trip? Xing Cang, why didn't you say anything? Aren't you the chief manager? "
Xing Cang shook his head, and Tang Zhao said with a smile: "My master had left the negotiation to me only before he came out. The chief general can hold his position and I will charge forward. It should be good."
Xing Cang's expression was calm, and of course he had a plan in mind when he didn't speak. However, when Xing Qi said that the master had handed over the negotiation power to Xing Qi before coming, he was confused for a moment, but then the doubt disappeared.
Yes, that's how he remembered it. The master said that this trip was made on his behalf by Xingqi, and there was no one else.
(End of chapter)
