late at night.
In the city guard barracks.
With Kuai Xue lying across his knees, Wei Yan sat alone in the military tent with his back to the tent curtain.
It was pitch dark inside the tent, with no lights on.
And Zhao Lang was sitting directly on the ground outside the military tent, on the other side of the tent curtain.
The brazier erected high was burning in front of him, making his face turn red.
The two people sat with their backs facing each other, separated by the curtain.
The soldiers on night watch looked intently, as if they were used to this scene.
It seemed that Zhao Lang had no intention of going in through the curtain, and Wei Yan had no intention of coming out either.
Whenever he could not contain his murderous intent, Wei Yan would lock himself in a military tent.
At this time every time, Zhao Lang would also sit outside the military tent.
I can’t tell you how many times.
It seems to be a part of life for so long.
"Do you think I'm pathetic?" Wei Yan suddenly asked across the curtain.
"Why do you ask?"
"I just suddenly remembered. I have been alone along the way, with neither relatives nor friends."
"You have family and friends."
"People named Wei don't count."
"Hehehe." Zhao Lang lowered his head and chuckled a few times, seeming to feel helpless but also amused by Wei Yan's rare childishness.
"I said it seriously." Wei Yan added.
"I also smiled very seriously." Zhao Lang said with a smile: "Am I not your friend?"
There was silence in the military tent for a while, so silent that it seemed like he had fallen asleep.
Then the voice continued: "You see, I always forget these things and always ignore other people. I can only see myself and my own knife. I thought I was different from that person, but in fact, maybe it is the same. .”
"That's what geniuses are. Geniuses don't need to see what mortals see. Geniuses have their own world." Zhao Lang said, "And, in my opinion, you are different."
"What kind of genius am I?"
"Ah, your words seem to be saying that I don't work hard enough. Am I not working hard enough, Wei Yan?"
There was another moment of silence.
There was only the sound of the crackling fire in the brazier.
After sighing silently, Wei Yan asked in the military tent: "I never thought about it before. But now I sometimes wonder, what did I do back then...did I do something wrong?"
No need to ask, Zhao Lang certainly knew what he was talking about.
"Shen Nanqi has Shen Nanqi's thoughts. But you are not wrong, that is the best choice. Instead of dying together, it is better to live one by one." Zhao Lang paused and added: "If it were me, I would also I would choose that way.”
"Would you also choose that way?"
Across the curtain, we sat with our backs facing each other. It seemed like this was how they had always talked.
Wei Yan, an indomitable person like Wei Yan, seems to have never only sought answers to his questions from Zhao Lang.
Zhao Lang smiled. His teeth were very white and his smile was bright: "Of course."
…
It was an extremely long night.
Jiang Wang was haunted by uneasy emotions all night.
As soon as he closed his eyes, the dark vortex was right in front of him.
In order not to affect An An, he couldn't even turn over and over.
He lay quietly on his back, looking at the dark roof, without closing his eyes all night.
It was not until dawn that an even more frightening change happened to him.
The black candle in Tongtian Palace suddenly started beating.
It jumped around, as if it had been born spiritually but was frightened in some way.
But at this moment, his true soul, the star-wrapped snake, was swimming far away, curled up into a ball, and seemed to be trembling.
Tongtian Palace is the place where the Dao Vein Dragon first inhabited. It is the origin of all mysteries and naturally affects spiritual awareness.
At this time, such an ominous signal came from Tongtian Palace, but he had no idea what was happening.
There is only an instinct, an instinctive fear.
As soon as it dawned, Jiang Wang got up and went to the Taoist Temple to find Dong A.
"Master Dong! I suspect that White Bone Dao has already taken action! Yesterday, Seventh Senior Brother Shen Nan was attacked when he exited the Qichang Mountains. The other party did not directly kill Senior Brother Shen, but chose to encircle the area for reinforcements.
Immediately afterwards in Xiaolin Town, a Taoist team that went to rescue them had disappeared. If you look back at the mission records, you will know which senior brothers they are. It is no accident that the Taoist monks were targeted in this series of events!
When I contacted him again at Niutoushan... the White Bone Path had already started taking action! "
Dong Ah pondered for a long time: "You go back first. Don't spread this matter to anyone else, remember not to alert others."
Jiang Wang murmured: "Master Dong, I feel very uneasy, as if something bad is about to happen. What are they doing, what do they want to do?"
He could not describe the changes in Tongtian Palace because it was impossible to open Tongtian Palace to Dong A.
"You're upset. Go back and have a good rest."
"You must treat it with caution!" The sense of urgency in his heart made Jiang Wang a little speechless. He thought of everyone he could think of, and he did not hesitate to expose many things he had experienced: "The saint of the White Bone Path is very strong. , but there are stronger people in their sect that she is afraid of. You can contact Chief Ji of the Criminal Investigation Department, he should be near Wangjiang City. You can also contact Qinghe Water Mansion, yes, Qinghe Mansion Lord is very strong. We and Qinghe Shui Mansion has a centuries-old alliance, he will definitely be willing to help..."
"That's enough, calm down!" Dong A stopped him: "The matter is not as serious as you think. Even if the sky falls, it won't be your turn to carry it."
"But...but..." Jiang Wang's hair stood on end.
At the same time, he kept telling himself to stay calm. Suppress your emotions with your long-honed Taoist heart.
He has faced life and death and has been tested for many years. With his nature, it was impossible for him to be so frightened.
Perhaps it was the black candle in Tongtian Palace that "infected" him.
Emotions can be transmitted, especially in a hidden place like Tongtian Palace, especially when this black candle is so closely connected to him.
However, why are you so frightened by a spiritual treasure like the black candle?
"No buts. I have my own arrangements for this matter." Dong Adao said.
Jiang Wang still couldn't feel at ease and couldn't help but ask: "Have you gone to investigate Niutoushan? Did Fang Heling gain anything?"
Seeing that he was getting more and more outrageous, Dong A frowned and said: "Over Fang Heling, the Criminal Investigation Department is still conducting routine questioning. With Xiao Jiaoxi watching, there will be no problems."
"Also, regarding the whole White Bone Path matter. I have informed Wei Quji and reported it to the court. It is not something you can interfere with at this level. I can only say this much."
Dong Ah gave a rare word of relief: "Go back and have a good sleep. Don't worry, no matter what disaster you face, it will pass."
Will everything... pass?
At this moment, a disciple from the Taoist Academy said outside the door: "Dong Yuan, Dean Song invites you to come over. He said that there is an ancient elixir recipe that he needs your help to study together."
"I know, I'll go now."
Dong A replied to the outside first, then stood up and took a deep look at Jiang Wang: "You should go back first."
…
Jiang Wang could only suppress his uneasiness, he had done everything he could.
Indeed, as Dong Ah said, he couldn't get involved in other matters.
Leaving Dong'a's small courtyard, the black candle was still beating up and down in Tongtian Palace.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang...
Like a heartbeat.
