Hearing this old voice, Su Changmao's breathing became rapid, and fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. Xiao Yunfan couldn't help but become confused and thought to himself: "Logically speaking, with his majestic appearance, ghosts would shy away when seeing him, let alone a human being? But things in this world are always strange for no reason. It's probably because one thing descends upon another." This person's appearance may be even more frightening than Su Changmao's."
While Xiao Yunfan was thinking about it, Su Changmao's knees went weak and he crawled on the ground like a dog, with his buttocks raised to show respect. And behind him, a short figure emerged from the dark corridor. This man was not tall, but he exuded a breathtaking majesty in his movements.
Xiao Yunfan looked closely, but saw that the person was wearing a Taoist robe and a strange white paper mask on his face. Su Changmao kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, murmuring: "Ancestor, please forgive me, ancestor, please forgive me..."
The man snorted coldly and said: "Do you still have me as your ancestor in your eyes now?" Su Changmao stretched out his sleeves and wiped his sweat and said in a low voice: "Of course there is. Ancestors are like Mount Taishan and Beidou in the eyes of their grandchildren. My grandson's heart is even more troubled. My grandson was confused and wanted to take credit for a while, but he is really fooled by lard. Our ancestors are kind, so why should we forgive our grandson's mistakes?"
The man smiled faintly and said: "Forget it, you are such a greasy mouth. I will spare your little thing's life. Go to the inner earth purgatory and repent well. When my ancestors remember you, I will let you out of prison."
The so-called inner earth purgatory is a cell close to the underground magma. It is so hot inside that ordinary people cannot stay there for even a quarter of an hour. When Su Changmao heard this, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty and said happily: "The ancestors are kind, the ancestors are kind!"
The man said coldly: "Since you are willing, why don't you get out of here and stay here and ask me to bring you a chair?" The other party said this in a cold tone. Su Changmao did not dare to stay for a moment. He stood up and turned around. run. The man said again: "Wait a minute, I said get out, not run!" Su Changmao said: "My grandson knows!" After saying that, he actually curled up into a ball and rolled towards the dark corridor.
Xiao Yunfan burst out laughing when he saw this. He realized that once people in this world are swayed by desire, they are no different from cattle and horses, willing to be driven by others. Su Changmao's life and death were in the hands of this man. If he wanted to live, he would have to do everything possible to say something against his will, even if the words were disgusting and made people feel uncomfortable. But everything is meaningful when you are alive, and you are dead.
That's what the old man said to Xiao Yunfan in the cave that day. But along the way, he didn't take these words to heart, and he still insisted on pursuing his own path. After chasing around, I found that everything was empty and fake, only love was real. His life no longer belongs to Xiao Yunfan alone, but to those who love him and care about him more.
For these people, we have to fight with the Ghost Sect to the end. But now that he is in the opponent's hands, how can he deal with it? Xiao Yunfan was unsure, but even so, he still pretended to be calm and composed, because the more difficult the situation, the less he could show weakness when facing the enemy. Only with high morale can we ride the wind and waves.
The short old man looked at Xiao Yunfan and said coldly: "Do you think this is ridiculous?" Xiao Yunfan said: "Yes, it's not just ridiculous, it's extremely ridiculous. If you can't cry and laugh while you are alive, how can you live with the dead? What’s the difference? Isn’t it sad that you wear a mask so that people can’t see you crying and laughing?”
The short old man sat down on a chair and said: "You...have you laughed enough?" Xiao Yunfan couldn't help laughing and said: "Wait a minute, let me laugh a little longer. Because this thing is really funny. , I haven’t seen anything so funny in a long time.”
The old man sighed softly, pinched his fingers, and said calmly: "Boy, listen carefully. After I finish the next sentence, you won't be able to laugh anymore." Xiao Yunfan frowned and said: "Then your Excellency, you should It’s a good idea not to say it, because I really want to laugh a little longer.”
The old man continued: "If hundreds of lives depend on one person, how can you still laugh?" Xiao Yunfan said: "I'm sorry I didn't understand what you said." The old man said Said: "I always thought you were a smart person, but it seems that I overestimated you."
Xiao Yunfan looked disapproving, but in his heart he thought, "What did he mean when he said that hundreds of lives depend on me?" The old man pressed his hands on the armrests of the chair, stood up and said: "What happened to the Chishui Gang after you left that night? Don't you want to know? And you, Xiao Yunfan, are well-known in the world. How come you became a street gang overnight? The rat, everyone shouts to beat it?
Have you never thought about this? Nowadays, Dajue Temple holds a Jialan Conference, and its purpose is self-evident. What is before you is a dead end. If you want to live, you must do what I say. Xiao Yunfan thought for a while and asked: "Do you want me to eat shit? I have to agree to it. If so, I might as well hit him to death." "
The old man sneered and said: "If a person lives to the point of desperation, he should at least listen to other people's advice, not to mention there are hundreds of lives waiting for you to save." Xiao Yunfan's heart sank and he said: "What do you mean? It means that after I left that night, major changes occurred on Bixin Island. And all the martial arts seniors on the island were under your control and were placed under house arrest by you.
Now that you have controlled these martial arts seniors, then the overall situation of the world is now under your control. What kind of big waves can a mere Xiao Yunfan make? Why did you bother to invite me? I really can't figure it out. "
The old man turned his back, and suddenly he turned around again, pointed a finger at Xiao Yunfan and said: "Because you are the heir to the leader of the Ghost Sect." Xiao Yunfan heard this and laughed dumbly: "Me? Are you kidding me? How can I be the leader of the Ghost Sect?" The old man said slowly: "Because there are seven moles on the soles of your feet."
Xiao Yunfan rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you try something new? Ling Taixu has already tried this trick on Bixin Island. There are many capable people in the ghost phase sect. After I faint, he wants to kill me on the sole of my foot." Make seven moles on your forehead, it will be easy for you."
The old man said coldly: "You are wrong, I will not do boring things like Ling Taixu." Xiao Yunfan was startled, frowned and said: "Is it because I have seven moles on my feet that your Excellency thinks Am I the heir to the leader?”
The old man said: "The news that you are the heir to the leader was obtained by Su Changmao from the City of Darkness. How could it be false? That day, the people in the City of Darkness thought they had executed Su Changmao and left him in the wilderness.
It happened that Su Changmao listened to the corpse-disposer's words, and the content of their conversation was about the secret of your life experience. You might as well think carefully about why the master of the City of Darkness treats you so well. The bottom line is that he takes a fancy to your identity. your day
Later, if you become a leader, wouldn't your behavior be like giving him a spring of water in return? "
Xiao Yunfan said doubtfully: "What you said makes sense, but if I die, wouldn't the City of Darkness be doing loss-making business?" The old man said: "They never do loss-making business. You might as well think about why you are like this. Could it easily fall into my hands?" Xiao Yunfan thought for a moment, then his heart sank slightly and said, "You mean someone deliberately leaked my whereabouts to you."
The old man sat back on the chair again, tapped his fingers on the armrest and murmured: "After all, you are not too stupid. Now you should understand why Su Changmao wants to please you, right?" After hearing this, Xiao Yunfan fell into deep thought. The old man stood up, turned around, and said slowly: "You'd better think clearly about what to do, otherwise hundreds of lives will be lost because of you."
Xiao Yunfan looked solemn and said slowly: "Your Excellency has promoted me to the position of leader, which means that the breach of the Yangtze River will be recorded in my name, and the past grievances between the noble sect and the Zhengdao Wulin will also be recorded in my name. In this way Come on, facing the crusade of Zhengdao Wulin, what’s the difference between this and Xiao going to send Jialan to death alone?”
The old man stopped and said: "Of course there is a difference. If you go to the Jialan Conference alone, you will definitely die without a burial place. But after you become the master of the Ghost Sect, the situation will be different. Those hundreds of lives will be lost." The power of killing is in your hands. Even if those people who claim to be famous and upright want to take action on you, they can't help but feel taboo."
Xiao Yunfan smiled bitterly and said: "I really can't figure out why you are doing this?" The old man said: "Actually, no matter whether it is the right way or the evil way, no one can bleed anymore. The reason why our sect has repeatedly challenged the right way of martial arts is because of the instruction of the old leader , to avenge those brothers who died in the hands of the right way. Revenge is important, but after all, it has to pay a huge price.
It is natural for the relatives and orphans of those who died to avenge their relatives, but other disciples also have to help them. Everyone will be happy if they win, but if they lose, more people will be involved in this endless battle.
The battle must bleed. Enough blood has been shed. It is time to end this endless battle.
The old leader's journey to the west is the best opportunity. Although some people in our sect want to adhere to the old leader's methods, this method is unpopular. As the veteran of our sect, I should find a new way out for our sect.
This way out is to make peace with the Central Plains Wulin. The right way is that peace will benefit both sides, and fighting will hurt both sides.
If everyone doesn't stop and the fight continues, the result will be suppression by the imperial court. In the eyes of the imperial court, there is no distinction between good and evil. We are thieves, and so are you. If two thieves fight, the court will naturally benefit. We are all Jianghu people, we are just trying to make ends meet, there is no need to fight to the death. If you can put aside your grudges and shake hands and make peace, everyone will be happy. "
Xiao Yunfan suddenly laughed and said: "I really can't believe this is coming from the mouth of the Ghost Sect. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been coexisting. How easy is it to let go of our prejudices?" The old man said: "All the leaders of the righteous martial arts have fallen into our trap. Under their control, if these big factions cannot subdue other small factions to reach an agreement, their leaders’ lives will be in danger.”
The old man's words seemed to make sense, and Xiao Yunfan felt that he was about to be convinced. But deep in his heart there was still a voice saying: "He is lying, don't believe every word he says." Xiao Yunfan closed his eyes, as if he saw Hou Tonghai and others in a sea of fire.
