Although we knew that if the boat was burned and someone jumped into the water, there would inevitably be casualties, but guessing was one thing, and seeing dead bodies was another.
I thought it was unlucky and wanted to avoid it, but after taking a glance, Zheng Yingci's expression changed.
He forced himself to stand up. His body felt uncomfortable at the moment, so he still staggered a few steps forward, hoping to see more clearly. Although he almost fell into the water, he ignored everything and stared at the dead body.
"Is this...?"
The clothes on this floating corpse looked familiar, and Zheng Yingci was thinking that he was dead. His first reaction was that the corpse floating in the water was none other than himself!
But as he pressed his heart and regained his senses, he denied this speculation.
"The style is Confucian fir, but there's something wrong with the workmanship."
Without it, a child of the Zheng family, born in an officialdom, with a wealthy family, well-established people, and his own sense of style, how could he let his children wear ordinary fabrics?
Not to mention coarse cloth clothes, just ordinary silk and satin. Without careful processing, the Zheng family would not let Zheng Yingci wear them. It would look as tacky as a merchant and landlord, and would be degrading to one's status.
Zheng Yingci is wearing clothes now. The material is not ordinary, but the workmanship is actually more exquisite. As the saying goes, authenticity should be seen in the details, and luxury should be shown in the low-key. That's it.
As for the clothes of the corpse floating in the water, at first glance, the material seems to be similar to mine, but upon closer inspection, it is no longer the case.
But even though he could tell that this was not him, looking closely at the floating corpse, he felt uneasy.
"Although the work is not as good as mine, the materials are the same. Among the people participating in the chess match today, only a few have clothes similar to mine. Among them is Ziyi. Could it be that the person in the water is one of them?"
Before Zheng Yingci could get closer to see what was going on, the corpse floating in the water was pushed by a gust of wind and waves, and came closer. The face that was originally facing the light also tilted towards Peng Gongdun.
Zheng Yingci fell to the ground after just one glance at her pale face, which had not yet been swollen by blisters.
"Ziyi!"
Judging from the face of that man, who could it be if it wasn't Chen Ziyi? Zheng Yingci immediately lost his voice.
"How could it be you, why would it be you!"
With this look, how can there be any hope? Zheng Yingci could tell with just one glance that his friend was dead and had no chance of life anymore.
Thinking of how not long ago, he had made an appointment to go to a tea shop to listen to music, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were separated from each other. This change made Zheng Yingci burst into tears and broke her heart.
This is not only crying about the death of a friend, but there is also a kind of sadness and anger in the chest. Although I don’t know why it arises, it is also vented. It makes everyone sad when hearing it and crying when seeing it.
As if in response to the screams, the wind in my ears also whimpered.
I don't know how much time passed, but the depression dissipated a lot. Zheng Yingci finally woke up, wiped away her tears, and was about to get up.
"There's someone over there!" Just as Zheng Yingci was about to fish out his friend's body, a strange man's voice came from the lake.
Zheng Yingci looked up and saw a boat that could accommodate more than a dozen people. It was stopping at Penggong Dun, not far away. There were several people standing on the deck, all of them sturdy and with sharp eyes, looking towards it.
The moment their eyes met, Zheng Yingci trembled subconsciously, and several people showed obvious disappointment.
"No, damn it, let him escape!"
"He can't escape. He has been seriously injured. Even if he knows how to swim, how far can he swim? Someone has also set up a dragnet on the shore. He was discovered long ago when he got to the shore. He must still be in the water. Continue to pursue!"
"Damn it, when we chased him here, we found the boat on fire. He didn't even catch many people. He confuses our methods. Isn't he still full of energy?"
"Nonsense, even if your strength is not exhausted, you will die now - continue to pursue!"
"yes!"
The boatman rowed the boat the next moment, and the boat sped toward the lake against the wind.
Over there, the fire was still soaring into the sky, and more than a dozen ships were moored far or near, as if they were rescuing people.
"I don't know where Zhang Modong went, but is he still alive?"
"Although this is Peng Gong Dun, there is no one without a boat. Even if I want to fish out my friend, I can't do it. Do I need to call someone? It's in chaos right now. Even if there are people, I won't come here."
Taking a look at the lifeless floating corpse, Zheng Yingci's standing body fell to the ground and let out a long sigh.
Thinking about coming to Panlong Lake to participate in the chess match this time, it was an elegant thing. It didn't matter whether he won or lost. Both himself and Chen Ziyi actually regarded today as an ordinary day. How could they have imagined that this ordinary day, Will this happen?
His head was in a mess, Zheng Yingci covered his face with one hand, feeling sad in his heart, and his sad voice that had stopped started to sob again.
"What an idiot."
At this time, someone behind the empty space let out a sigh.
This sound made Zheng Yingci startled. He supported his body, turned around and looked around, and saw a middle-aged Taoist with an immortal style standing a few steps away.
This Taoist has a good appearance and outstanding temperament. He really looks like a wise man.
Zheng Yingci was not a fool. When he saw the Taoist here and said these words, he immediately guessed it.
"Excuse me, Master, but you saved me? Then, why did you..."
Why did you only save me? But when the words came to his lips, Zheng Yingci swallowed them down.
Wouldn't it be ungrateful if he really said it?
But coming with her friends and being alone, Zheng Yingci couldn't hide her discomfort. When she spoke, her eye circles turned red.
The Taoist looked at it with pity in his eyes.
"Could it be that you thought this was just an ordinary fire?"
"Isn't it?" Zheng Yingci looked at the Taoist in surprise, what does this mean?
"You mean, someone deliberately set the fire?" Zheng Yingci's face turned stiff. If that was the case, he would have to use his connections to find the murderer. So many people died, not to mention being cut into pieces, and they would have to be executed in the afternoon. Got this bad breath.
The Taoist shook his head and sighed: "The great demon is raging. These scholars, who originally had a good destiny. Maybe they will be successful in the imperial examination in the future, but now they are all broken - have you remembered?"
It was obviously just an ordinary voice, but the last sentence fell in Zheng Yingci's ears, but it was like a thunderous "boom", which directly made Zheng Yingci's head buzz and hurt.
This pain was so familiar, and there seemed to be many familiar and unfamiliar scenes flashing through my mind.
"Is that so?"
"Lord Dragon, it's in vain that you were sacrificed by one party, but you are causing trouble and sacrificing human life just for a ridiculous game of chess!"
"Su Ziji, it's fine if you win. Why didn't you say a word when you came back? As long as you gave a little reminder, dozens of people on the ship would not have died - it was so hard for you to hide it!"
Zheng Yingci, who was holding his head and muttering to himself, was in great pain. When he opened his eyes again, hatred and unwillingness had flashed through him.
He has remembered everything that happened, the Shuifu chess game. He and everyone had been to Shuifu, met the Dragon Lord, and even saw the big demon!
"Have you remembered?" Seeing Zheng Yingci's confusion, the Taoist asked again.
Zheng Yingci was so excited by this question that she immediately bowed to the Taoist.
The Taoist raised his eyebrows: "Oh, what do you mean?"
Zheng Yingci knew that a person with such means must be an unusual person, so he said: "I have remembered it. This revenge must be avenged. Taoist priest, please save me!"
"Oh, you have a great future. If you join my door, you have to give it up. Are you willing to give it up?" The Taoist's eyes lit up and he asked lightly.
This question weighs as much as a thousand pounds. Zheng Yingci has been educated since he was a child, and he went to pursue an official career, to be a wife and son, to glorify his family, and to make his name go down in history. Suddenly, he changed his name to Taoist. Although Taoist also had officials, it was already a side sect. For a while, Zheng Yingci hesitated.
I just don't know why, but a huge grievance hits my heart. It seems that someone else has deprived me of the most important opportunity in my life, and my whole heart is throbbing with pain.
They are all chess players and ordinary people, but only Su Ziji has the opportunity to win the favor of Lord Long. Even Ye Buhui, a young girl, has great fortune?
On the other hand, I am a descendant of the Zheng family, born in an officialdom, well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and has a lot of things in my heart. How can I endure being teased like this?
Immediately he kowtowed: "Disciple, if you are willing to give up, please ask Master to save me!"
