Zhao Rang froze in place, motionless.
The needle tip had already pierced the outermost layer of dead skin on his throat. With just a little more force, it would penetrate completely into the flesh.
Nothing on the Tang family is innocent. It is said that whenever they go out, they bring their own dry food, bowls and chopsticks.
People who are always accustomed to using poison are most afraid of being poisoned by others.
The better people are at something, the more afraid they are of it.
Because they know how powerful this thing is, and know that once they are caught, not only will they die, but they will also bring shame to their entire family name.
It's like a man playing hawk being bitten in the eye by a house sparrow.
But the stalemate between Zhao Rang and Yu Yi did not last long.
Soon, the needle fell and landed at his feet.
It didn't make a sound, and was so thin that it was almost invisible.
At the same time, Hagoromo began to cough violently.
Zhao Rang was not a doctor, but he had also been sick.
So he could tell that Hagoromo was coughing very hard and deeply, reaching the innermost parts of his lungs.
The violent coughing prevented her from maintaining her strength, so the poisonous needle fell softly to the ground.
Zhao Rang walked to the table, picked up the teapot under the dragon and phoenix candle, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yuyi.
Hagoromo waved his hand, signaling no need.
Her cough can no longer be solved by drinking tea.
When he raised his head, Zhao Rang saw a little blood on Yu Yi's cheeks, which was in stark contrast to the pale color just now.
At this moment, Zhao Rang began to believe the first thing Yu Yi said just now.
But I only believed half of it.
There was indeed something wrong with Yuyi's body, but only she knew whether it was due to poisoning.
After he stopped coughing completely, Hagoromo looked gloomy.
The end of the stock just now was gone.
"Okay, if you want to use a knife, just use it."
Hagoromo said, untying one of the many strips of cloth on his clothes.
It turned out that there was an iron box the size of a thumb hanging behind the knot.
If Zhao Rang's prediction was correct, there should be some kind of antidote in this iron box.
"Don't you say I'm not poisoned?"
Zhao Rang asked.
Yuyi lowered his eyes and replied:
"But you didn't believe it."
"What will happen to people who are not poisoned if they take the antidote?"
Yuyi raised his eyes and stared at Zhao Rang, and said word by word:
"You'll get a new poison!"
Zhao Rang crossed his arms, looked at the small iron box on the table and smiled unconsciously.
This is an incomprehensible mystery, an unsolvable question.
Yuyi said that he was not poisoned, so he didn't need to take the antidote. But if Zhao Rang doesn't believe it, he will take the antidote.
But if there is really no poison, the antidote will become a new poison.
This cycle goes on and on, just like the reincarnation of the human world, does it ever have an end?
"In the final analysis, there is no real antidote to the Tang family's poison."
Yuyi said.
If she didn't tell her this premise, no one would be able to figure it out on their own.
People think that poisoning is no different from being drunk.
Sleeping can relieve hangover, and you can sleep when you are not drunk, so the two do not interfere with each other.
"When you are poisoned, eating the antidote will detoxify you, but if you are not poisoned, eating it will turn into a new poison."
Yuyi was afraid that Zhao Rang didn't understand just now, so he said it again.
Zhao Rang nodded.
He already understood the logic.
The most critical question now is who he chooses to believe.
If one believed in Tang Wanqing, then one person would definitely die in front of the dragon and phoenix candle today.
If you believe Hagoromo...
Zhao Rang didn't know what would happen if he believed Yuyi, because he had never considered this situation before coming here.
However, Zhao Rang suddenly thought of a question - what does "involuntarily" mean.
When something like this happens, even I can't believe myself. There seemed to be countless pairs of invisible hands between the whole world, sparing no effort to push him in the direction he least wanted to go.
"Why are you poisoned?"
Although you can't help yourself, you still have to work hard to break the situation.
The most fundamental thing is to choose who to believe.
Both women have their own opinions, and they can still harmonize with each other.
The poisoning was too secretive for a layman like Zhao Rang to tell the difference.
"Because someone is trying to kill my child."
Hagoromo said calmly.
"Child? Do you have a child?"
Zhao Rang was in disbelief.
Yuyi is a Taoist priest.
It is true that some Taoist sects in the South can get married and have children, but they are not the same as the Taoism of Baihe Mountain.
That Yuyi can come to Baihe Mountain to be a Taoist priest proves that she is of the same Taoist lineage.
Then how could she have a child?
"Why can't I have children? Just because I'm a Taoist priest?"
Zhao Rang was silent.
But that's what he thought.
"No one is born a Taoist priest."
Yuyi said.
Suddenly he changed his words and said:
"Maybe, but I'm not."
Zhao Rang couldn't refute, so he had to ask:
"What does your child have to do with your poisoning?"
Yuyi's eyes suddenly became strange.
He stared at Zhao Rang for a long time without saying a word.
"Um?"
Zhao Rang was puzzled.
"Do you really not understand, or are you deliberately teasing me?"
Hagoromo asked in a calm voice.
"I thought you were smart enough, but it seems I overestimated you..."
Zhao Rang was confused.
What kind of implication could a young man who had not yet started a family hear about matters involving children?
unless……
"This child is your illegitimate child, and someone is using this to coerce you into doing something?"
Yuyi responded and said:
"Although he's not as smart as I thought, he's not that stupid either."
Zhao Rang breathed a sigh of relief.
Now everything fell into place.
A woman can sacrifice everything for her child, even her own life.
If she wasn't even afraid of death, then nothing would embarrass her in the world, as long as her child was fine!
As a family power, the Tang family has been passed down for a long time, and bloodline is its top priority.
As a member of the Tang family, Yuyi had an affair with an outsider and even gave birth to a son. In the eyes of the clan elders, this was an extremely treasonous act.
"The Tang family is divided into clans and branches. There are ten clans in the clan. You can just treat them as the ten heads of one clan. The people in charge of these ten clans are the ten clans with the highest status and the strongest cultivation in the family. Elders. All family affairs, including the formula of poisons, the patterns of hidden weapons, as well as the training of disciples and external communication, are all decided by these ten elders."
"As for the branch families...each branch family is governed by the clan to which it is attached."
"So you are separated?"
Zhao Rang interjected.
Hagoromo didn't deny it.
Things like bloodline are determined by fate. What you are born into is what you are.
"Not anymore."
"It seems you are extremely talented!"
Zhao Rang said.
He is also a son of a noble family.
The struggle for power within the family is very clear.
If a good child emerges from the separate family, of course the Zong family will do whatever it takes to get it back to them. On the surface, it seems like an honor, but in fact it completely cuts off the possibility of splitting up and growing bigger.
After all, talent is the hope of everything.
The Zong family has cut off this hope from the roots, and the division of the family will always be a division of the family.
"It wasn't the same after that, it was nothing."
"Well, now you are a Taoist priest, Taoist Master Yuyi."
Zhao Rang said with a smile.
Although what Yuyi said was very heavy, as long as she could say it, it meant that she had completely understood it in her heart.
Sure enough, Yuyi followed Zhao Rang and laughed.
Smile and you will be less than ten years old.
Smile more and stay healthy.
After laughing, Yuyi said softly:
"My name is Tang Feng."
Dragon scales and phoenix feathers, no wonder her Taoist name is Yuyi.
"Where are your children now?"
Zhao Rang asked.
"I have to thank you for this."
Yuyi said.
The gratuitous thank you made Zhao Rang confused.
"Thank you for helping him get the medicine when he was injured."
Zhao Rang was stunned for a moment...
He had thought a lot about the identity of the child in red, and even doubted the great uncle who squatted in the golden body hall of Lu Zu in the Nine Heavens every day.
Just imagine that a child can have so many powerful people as his masters, it only shows that his parents are not simple.
On Baihe Mountain, there were only two or three people in high positions, so of course Zhao Rang would give priority to them.
"Is he your child?"
Even though she already knew, Zhao Rang still wanted to hear her admit it personally.
"certainly!"
When Yuyi mentioned her child, she was filled with pride!
But she soon became dim again, and said with some choking:
"It's a pity he didn't know."
Zhao Rang has already thought of this.
If the child in red knew, he would never call Hagoromo by his first name.
"What about the other one? The one in blue?"
Yuyi's eyes suddenly became fierce.
Zhao Rang saw that the momentum was wrong, so he stopped asking further.
"Hagoromo? Are you there? My friend came to see you in front of me, did you see it?!"
Suddenly, the voice of the child in red came from outside the yard.
When Yuyi heard the sound, he immediately looked at Zhao Rang in horror.
She was not afraid, but begging...
Zhao Rang sighed, turned slightly sideways, and said to the door:
"I'm here! I'm drinking tea with Priest Hagoromo!"
The kid in red pushed the door open and entered the room. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted that he was thirsty too. He picked up the teapot without ceremony and took several large gulps into his mouth.
"Where were you before?"
Zhao Rang asked.
His face was dirty, his hands were dirty, and the red coat on his body was scratched.
"Going to climb the mountain."
"climb mountains?"
Why do people who live in the mountains all day go hiking?
"You do not understand."
The child in red took another sip of tea, turned to look at Yuyi, and said:
"Why are your eyes red?"
Yuyi cheered up and replied:
"It's smoked by candles!"
The kid in red turned his head and took a breath, blew out the candle, and said:
"The weather is so nice outside! Why do you have to stay indoors and light candles?"
After saying that, he couldn't help but stab the sunny side wall of the stone house a few times with the scabbard of his dagger.
Several stones on this wall are alive.
After being stabbed by the child in red, the bright sunshine came in and shone in the previously dark room.
Zhao Rang found that although this room was not big, it was well organized and spotless by Yu Yi.
Sure enough, there still has to be sunshine.
Without it in the house, everything looks dirty, and even people's mood becomes very depressed.
“So this is what’s inside this room!”
Zhao Rang's tone was full of praise, and Yu Yi smiled sheepishly.
He actually showed a hint of shyness that only a little girl can have.
At this moment, this house and the yard outside the house have become a wonderful place.
"By the way, you haven't said why you are looking for Yuyi?"
"You asked me once, don't you remember?"
Zhao Rang said.
The kid in red frowned and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.
"Why, you won't forget, will you?!"
Zhao Rang said pretending to be surprised.
The kid in red frowned and said very stiffly:
"How could I forget?"
Zhao Rang gave Yu Yi a secret look. Yu Yi understood and comforted the child in red to play alone in the house for a while, then she and Zhao Rang walked outside the house.
"No need to ask, I know what you want to know."
Zhao Rang disliked others talking in this tone, as if he were standing naked in front of them.
If everyone could predict the future, wouldn't the world become a mess?
"I don't want to know anything."
Zhao Rang said coldly.
"The girl who came with you is from the Northern Territory Investigation Department, right?"
"What conditions do you want to make?"
Zhao Rang asked jokingly.
Tang Wanqing's three conditions, and then Yuyi's story.
The entire Baihe Mountain turned into a pot of porridge with two women from the Tang family in Nandi carrying them on their backs.
But these two women just focused on him...
"I have no conditions."
"I just want a guarantee!"
Zhao Rang interrupted her and said:
"Isn't this still a condition?"
Yuyi shook his head and said:
"The conditions are one-sided and the guarantee is that I have to pay something."
"What can you give?"
Zhao Rang asked.
"all."
Hagoromo said decisively.
Zhao Rang waved his hand, turned around and prepared to leave.
He felt that what Yuyi said was too general.
So empty that it means nothing.
What's included? So what if you give everything?
Meaningless efforts will also bring about meaninglessness.
Zhao Rang lost the patience to continue chatting with her.
"I can help you solve all the problems in Baihe Mountain and let you go down the mountain and rush to the river within today. I will give everything for this. Is there a problem with this?"
Yuyi said.
Zhao Rang replied noncommittally:
"Tang Wanqing said the same thing."
Hagoromo was silent.
If Zhao Rang had this attitude, there was no need for her to continue talking.
"What guarantee do you want? What does it have to do with the Investigation Department?"
After a moment of silence, Zhao Rang still asked.
"Promise me...make sure that the kid in red is fine."
Zhao Rang said:
"Then you might as well tell me everything you know, and maybe we can still talk."
Hagoromo is tough though.
She must get Zhao Rang's guarantee first.
Otherwise, I won’t be able to say even one more word.
"You know I'm not from the Investigation Department, so I have to ask her."
"I can wait."
"Then you should at least tell me something. Since you can give everything, is it normal to tell me something?"
Yuyi thought for a while and spit out something from his mouth:
"Daozang Pavilion."
After saying that, she turned around and returned to the house. Tu Liu Zhao let one person stand in the courtyard in a daze.
Zhao Rang has never actually been to Daozang Pavilion.
The last time I went, I just passed by the door, and it was still late at night.
The road in the mountains is winding and winding. For someone like Zhao Rang, who has a weak sense of direction, he would not be able to remember the same place unless he visited it seventeen or eighteen times...
Fortunately, it was just afternoon, and there was still a long gap before the disciples' evening classes.
Zhao Rang asked around everyone he met, and finally found his way and walked in the right direction.
Daozang Pavilion looks completely different at this moment than at night.
It seemed to be held by mist that was whiter than clouds, suspended in mid-air.
Looking from a distance, it really feels like a fairy palace in heaven.
What is stored here is the essence accumulated by Dao Sect over the years.
The door was open, and the doornails were polished by disciples until they shined brightly.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as Zhao Rang crossed the threshold, he felt that it was colder inside than outside.
Daozang Pavilion has three buildings, surrounded by an open courtyard in the middle.
Compared with the solemn look outside the door, it is a bit lazy and casual inside.
However, this is also in line with the Taoist mentality, and everything follows nature.
The leaves should fall in autumn, but there is no need to clean them when they fall on the ground. The wind will blow them far away.
The same goes for people.
Each step has its own number, just like if you are hungry, you have to eat, and if you are sleepy, you have to sleep.
Zhao Rang stood in the middle of the courtyard and stretched, feeling a lot more relaxed.
I thought to myself that it might be quite suitable for me to follow the Taoist sect. If I feel boring outside in the future, I might as well go up to the mountain and live for a while. Even if I don't do anything, I can just quietly watch the flowers bloom and fade, and the sun rises and sets. Good.
While thinking about it, Zhao Rang suddenly saw a flash of white light in the corner of his eyes.
A long sword struck from the blind spot on his right rear.
The sword energy stirs the fallen leaves, and the sword light is like a lonely goose in the sky.
Zhao Rang did not dodge, but praised "What a sword!"
The blade of the sword holder stagnated slightly, and then the sword's intention became a little impatient.
For a swordsman, it is a fatal insult for others to only praise his sword but not his swordsmanship!
It is true that it is not easy to find a sharp blade, but as long as you are willing to work hard and have money, you can do it.
But the rules of the peerless sword are different.
In addition to studying hard day after day, you also need to have understanding and opportunities that are far beyond ordinary people. The three are indispensable.
If there is anything in this world that cannot be obtained through hard work, swordsmanship must be one!
In fact, the swordsman's swordsmanship is not bad.
Exquisite and light, with sharp ideas.
If he hadn't been a little impatient because of Zhao Rang's words just now, he would actually be considered a first-class person.
Zhao Rang seemed to have no chance to fight back under such a sword.
Like a lame old dog in the sunset, even if it wants to struggle, it feels powerless.
Just when the tip of the sword was pointing at the center of his eyebrows, the sword wielder's wrist sank, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then stabbed towards his throat.
Senhan's sword energy had already hit Zhao Rang's cheek.
Zhao Rang suddenly drew his sword!
"when!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing reached my ears, it was extremely clear!
Looking at the sword again, it was not blown away by Zhao Rang's blade, but was firmly inserted into Zhao Rang's scabbard!
Unless the sword is broad, it is common sense that a sword is narrower than a sword.
This sword is similar in length to Zhao Rang's black steel sword, and the blade is about an inch narrower, so it can be completely put into his scabbard.
But this method is too risky...
Without complete assurance, who dares to gamble with his life?
"Who taught you this method?"
The sword light dissipated and the sword energy disappeared.
The sword holder has loosened his grip.
It was the kid in blue who fought with the kid in red earlier.
"No one taught me."
Zhao Rang held the scabbard in his hand and held a sword in his hand. The sword from the scabbard flew out and was inserted in front of the child.
"I came up with it myself."
"Did you figure it out yourself?"
The kid in blue said in disbelief.
"That's right, I came out on my own.
Zhao Rang didn't know beforehand that the blade of his sword would be narrower than his own.
But when he discovered this, he knew he should do it.
"You can do it if you think about it? What if you can't do it?"
The kid in blue continued to ask.
“What you should do, even if the result is not good, you must do it.”
Zhao Rang answered very simply.
The kid in blue thought for a while, then nodded and said again:
"I've never seen this hand of yours before."
It can be seen how shocked Zhao Rang was when he took the sword in its scabbard just now.
"Don't say I've seen it before, I can't even think of it!"
Zhao Rang said with a smile:
"Well, now that you've seen it, you'll be able to think of it next time!"
The kid in blue said:
"Yes, but there is something more important and scarier to think about."
Zhao Rang asked doubtfully:
"What's up?"
The kid in blue said seriously:
"I already lost to you just now."
"You know, the one in red has never beaten me."
Zhao Rang groaned and heard what he meant.
"So you've never lost?"
In the entire Baihe Mountain, except for the red-clothed Xiaohai, there was probably no one who could compete with him in sword competition.
He said that the kid in red has never won, which proves that he has never lost.
"Yes...but this time my sword was caught in yours."
The kid in blue had a deep sense of reluctance in his tone.
He was a little overwhelmed by the moves he had never seen before.
"But I have returned it to you, and now your sword is not in my scabbard."
Zhao Rang pointed to the long sword stuck on the ground in front of the kid in blue and said.
"So why did you attack me suddenly?"
Zhao Rang asked.
This is what he doesn't understand.
Although sneak attacks are despicable, if there is a sufficient reason, it is nothing.
"I just want to test whether you are qualified to be his friend."
The kid in blue said.
The 'he' in his mouth naturally refers to the child in red.
“It doesn’t matter if I am, but you never will be.”
Zhao Rang said.
The kid in blue was angered by Zhao Rang's words.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you won't fight for him."
"Friends can quarrel, fall out, and get into a quarrel, but when necessary, they will always stand up for each other and treat each other with sincerity."
Zhao Rang explained.
The kid in blue calmed down and said slowly:
"Yes, I will never be friends with him. Because I don't like him at all."
"Since we are not friends, there is no need for me to fight for him, but you can, right?"
Zhao Rang shrugged and said:
"That's how it is between friends. When you have someone who is willing to do this, you also have friends."
"I shouldn't have taken action against you." "Besides, my action was too rash."
The kid in blue said.
Zhao Rang smiled faintly:
"If you had struck harder, I would be dead by now."
The kid in blue said coldly:
"You're not going to die."
Zhao Rang said: "Oh?"
The kid in blue said:
"Because I won't really kill you, even though you are not my friend either."
Zhao Rang laughed again, but his laughter had become very cold:
"So you're going to use my friends to threaten me and make me fight? It's a pity that I won't let you have this opportunity."
The kid in blue suddenly gritted his teeth and said:
"Then you just think that I want to kill you, and I want to kill you. Is that okay?"
Zhao Rang knew that he was unwilling to be trapped because of what he had just done, so he said casually:
"Then come and kill me."
The kid in blue stared at the sword in front of him, as if he had seen Zhao Rang's blood flowing on the edge of his sword.
His right hand slowly tightened on the hilt of the sword, then suddenly drew the sword and stabbed Zhao Rang.
The sword's power was strange and fierce.
After the sword was thrust out, the tip of the sword suddenly split into three parts.
The three sword points thrust out in three different directions at the same time, making it difficult for people to dodge.
It's a pity that Zhao Rang is no longer as motionless as before.
His body suddenly retreated, and the blade drew a cold arc, accurately hitting the sword of the kid in blue.
The sword edge trembled, and the kid in blue almost lost his sword.
This was the first time he encountered such a strong counterattack.
The expression of the kid in blue changed.
Becoming as cold as the edge of his sword.
A child shouldn't have such an expression.
Such a look appeared on his face, which also meant that he had long lost the innocence and happiness that should belong to this age.
In an instant, the sword's power was like the wind, its tip was like rain, and it stabbed ninety-nine and eighty-one swords in a row.
This is his trump card.
Although he didn't want to kill Zhao Rang, he had to use this move.
Because in his opinion, there is only one kind of person in the world who can catch his move.
And this kind of person who can catch his move, after seeing him draw his sword, will definitely stop and go all out no matter where he is or what he is doing. Determined not to get distracted or run away.
Coincidentally, Zhao Rang is this kind of person.
At the moment when the kid in blue's sword was at its strongest, his sword suddenly changed direction, and in a very strange way, the blade was thrust out from under the tip of the sword.
The power of the sword of the kid in blue was immediately disintegrated.
There was a clear sound of a knife cutting through the air in the courtyard.
Zhao Rang's black steel sword had split his sword from the tip to the hilt.
The kid in blue never dreamed that the knife would come from somewhere, nor could he imagine that the knife would be so cruel.
He looked at Zhao Rang blankly, and he didn't know whether the expression on his face was crying or laughing.
"Now I finally understand..."
"It turns out that when a person is almost dead, his sword will die in advance. As expected, it is the most reliable friend."
Zhao Rang said:
"It's okay for you to say that, but don't forget that the person wielding the sword is a human being. Even if a person is going to die, he must first learn how to live."
"So am I alive or dead now?"
the kid in blue asked.
"You should ask yourself this question."
Zhao Rang said.
"Now you have the answer yourself."
The kid in blue looked at the half-handled sword in his hand and was silent for a long time. Finally he sighed and raised his head to look at Zhao Rang.
"I see."
"I really get it."
There was absolutely no sarcasm in his voice, and there was even a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry. I admit that I shouldn't have made a sudden move against you, but that's because I misjudged you earlier."
Zhao Rang asked with interest:
"It doesn't matter. Sometimes people live to be misunderstood."
"You are a very strange person." said the kid in blue.
Then he added:
"He's a weird, nice guy."
"You probably know that some bad people will never do good things until they die, so even if they want to become good, they have no chance."
"Hahaha, thank you!"
Zhao Rang bowed his hand to him, but at this moment he no longer regarded him as a child, but as an adult equal to himself.
"So I want to remind you one thing. Although I shouldn't tell you this, I don't want a good man to die inexplicably."
The kid in blue doesn't understand what life and death are.
So the word "death" came out of his mouth and he said it very easily.
"What's up?"
Tong Yanwuji can say whatever he wants, not to mention Zhao Rang didn't think he would have anything serious to remind him, but seeing that what he said was sincere, he was still willing to take some time to listen to what he had to say.
