Zhao An knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the woman's fairy-like face, unable to stop his brainstorming!
He can travel through time, what else can't happen?
Even without the woman opening her mouth at this moment, Zhao An spontaneously figured out all the truth.
That old woman seemed to have opened a coffin shop opposite Tianshui Yuan just to collect his body!
And those coffins with numbers written on them seem to represent his past?
"Teacher, have I died many times? Only in this way can I explain that those charcoal sketches that should not exist in this world and those terrible dreams are my fate."
Zhao An suppressed the fear in his heart, grabbed the woman's hand in shock, and asked foolishly.
Her hands were so cold, almost without warmth, like a cold corpse, and she had no words, just silent tears.
As time passed by, she suddenly wiped her eyes and said in a low voice: "Go ahead and do what you want."
"Teacher, I'm afraid."
Zhao An is really afraid. Until now, he has always been an optimist with no taboos. He always felt that people in the feudal dynasty were fools, and he could pick them out with just a raise of his hand. But now he discovered that he was the idiot, and was being manipulated by the invisible black hands. Play in the palm of your hand.
And this is unscientific!
Why reincarnation?
Could it be that this is an advanced plane and he hasn't come into contact with the core secrets yet?
The woman shook her head, "Knowing too much means nothing to you. Live your life according to your ideas, and do whatever you want. I will still stand with you as a teacher."
"Can I not go back to the capital? I stay in Fuyun Mountain. I don't want revenge, and..."
Zhao An wants to say that he is not the son of Champion Hou, or a new soul.
The woman said: "If you are afraid, my master can send seventy-two disciples to protect you. Even if everyone in Daxia dies. This time, my master will definitely protect you."
Zhao An was silent, then took a deep breath, stood up and faced the beautiful face, "I have one last question."
"you say."
"You know who is behind the scenes, why don't you kill him?"
"Kill? Kill for what?"
The woman smiled bitterly and did not answer directly.
When Zhao An saw her look like this, he immediately understood that it wasn't that she didn't want to kill, but that she couldn't beat her, or that she was a match for her opponent.
She knew everything, she had witnessed the bloody disaster in the capital, and she had seen her disciples die tragically in front of her eyes, but she could do nothing.
Zhao An suddenly felt that she was so pitiful that he couldn't help but hugged her.
With the cold body in his arms, Zhao An gently whispered into her ear, "This time, let me face it by myself. It's not that easy to kill me."
The woman closed her eyes in the not-so-forgiving embrace and whispered, "Take care of yourself."
"Teacher, do you want to go to the capital for a few days? I built a new city and the environment there is not bad. I think you will like it. The disciples will not disturb you."
Zhao An really wished that she could live near the capital, because this sense of security and closeness made the traveler's lonely heart unprecedentedly peaceful and even attached. It could be said that she was the closest person in the world.
Zhao An believed that the original owner's emotions would not be fake.
The woman shook her head and said, "Master, I won't be going for the time being. Sooner or later, we will meet again."
Their eyes met, Zhao An looked at her sad beauty, and suddenly wanted to laugh, then he pressed her shoulders and joked: "Isn't it a certain death situation? Look at me making firecrackers and artillery, Tutu, he is a son of a bitch of."
The woman smiled, her mood seemed to be much better, and she was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
Zhao An was stunned, then he unexpectedly picked up her warm and fat face and kissed her brow hard.
The woman was petrified, covering her brows in shock.
Zhao An joked: "In this life, I want to be a master and a disciple, otherwise I will die."
Before he finished speaking, he let out a whimper, flew out of the bamboo building, and fell into the yard with a thud, eating shit like a dog.
Yunzhi and others looked at each other.
What kind of charter is this? He was actually beaten out?
Zhao An stood up with his butt in his hands and yelled at the bamboo building: "Why are you still beating people! You don't follow martial ethics!"
A woman's sullen voice came from the bamboo building: "Get out of here right now, or I will kill you!"
Zhao An touched his lips and had to say that the teacher was really beautiful, as beautiful as a dream.
It was too hard for her. She had to guard the biggest secret in the world by herself and experienced too many life and death struggles. This time, she must protect her well and not let despair happen again.
As for who is behind the scenes, it is almost certain to be that old witch Luo Qingshuang!
Therefore, in front of Wu Jian, Zhao An would not reveal some of the inside stories he had learned. Instead, he said to Zhulou: "Palace Master, I advise you to be more sensible and accept my suggestion! Take Fuyun with you as soon as possible If the mountain disciple joins the imperial court, then the governor can recommend you as the emperor's master, and you can live in the palace and enjoy it, wouldn't it be wonderful?"
The woman said: "You'd better get down the mountain quickly before I lose my temper, otherwise I won't be lenient."
"Hmph, I'll let you go today. Our mountains will remain green and our waters will flow forever."
After saying that, Zhao An and everyone planned to leave, but at this moment something unexpected happened and a fire burned in the palace in the distance.
"not good!"
Everyone was shocked.
fire! What a big fire!
Fiery fire swept through the sky, and the area covered by the fierce oil turned into scorched earth, and the buildings were burned. The disciples and soldiers walked through the flames, getting water to extinguish the fire, but the fierce oil could not be extinguished with water.
Zhao An also went crazy and stepped forward to help put out the fire. After all, everyone's efforts were in vain. They could only watch the fire sweeping through the entire Yunding Palace and had to retreat to the bamboo building.
At this moment, the woman has left the bamboo building and is standing in the courtyard, holding a fly whisk and quietly watching the fire engulfing her dojo.
Huitong and his disciples knelt at her feet, their faces ashen.
Zhao An also looked at her bitterly, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
Is being a traitor too much? It actually destroyed Fuyun Mountain.
However, the woman was not angry, as if she had expected all this to happen. She muttered: "This is forcing me to go down the mountain, she is going to change the rules..."
"Zhao An, the thief, take your life!"
When the Fuyun Mountain disciples saw that she was silent, they thought she was angry, so they surrounded her.
Tongwuhou, Jiuyin, Qiao Yan and Wuyu immediately protected Zhao An and Yunzhi in the middle and stood ready.
Marquis Tongwu shouted: "Palace Master, this is a misunderstanding. We have no intention of destroying Fuyun Mountain. It should be the dirty things of the imperial court who want us to die here! You can't be used by them to kill people with a knife!"
Qing Ming said angrily: "Destroy my Yunding Palace, do you still want to go back alive?"
"Yes, kill them!"
The disciples were furious.
