"Xiao Yin... you don't want me to leave, but you can't give me a reason. So... I'll give you a chance. Three years. Before you are ten years old, if I can finish the book "Spring and Autumn", or your martial arts can reach the level of A small state of ventilation.”
"I will keep you with me and tell you who your enemy is."
"how?"
how……
The two sentences "how" seem to span ancient and modern times, echoing in Yin Xi's mind.
"teacher."
He stared blankly at Yang Gang's face.
This face was exactly the same as the gentle, kind-hearted man who was very kind to him in his previous life in his newly awakened memory.
The only difference.
Perhaps the gentleman who traveled around the land of the Warring States Period in the past showed more vicissitudes of life, but now Yang Gang is heroic and has a sharp and unparalleled aura.
"How about answering me?"
Yang Gang didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either.
Previous life.
His initial idea was to take Guan Yin as his disciple and take him with him to teach him carefully. But the chaotic situation in the Warring States period made him give up this idea.
He is destined to travel around the world, learn from hundreds of schools of thought, and finally condense his own 'Tao' to find ideas that are truly suitable for this world.
Xiao Guan Yin would probably have to endure a lot of hardships by following him, and his childhood would only be filled with endless hardships.
But with your adoptive father and mother, you can have a childhood full of memories.
Just because of the hectic time of being a "baby boy" at the beginning, his mentality as a "novice father" changed.
So he made up a reason.
Writing the Spring and Autumn Period?
He had never thought of writing this book himself, but planned to mention it to a young man from Kongcun and write it through his hands.
And the realm of martial arts.
Yang Gang himself spent seven years.
Naturally it is even more impossible.
"how……"
Yin Xi shook his head, looking confused.
He wanted to know what happened in his last life. Let such a gentle and kind-hearted gentleman become so sharp-edged and murderous after reincarnation.
As for hating or not.
He is now a different person, so naturally he doesn't care about the hatred from his previous life.
"Sir, please allow me to think about it."
In the end, this hermit in Shengjing, who was nearly sixty years old, bowed respectfully to Yang Gang, took three steps back, turned and left.
"good."
Yang Gang watched Yin Xi leave, knowing that this person did not like power disputes. It was difficult to shake his mind with ordinary words, and he did not force it.
Heavy rain fell on Yin Xi's body.
Suddenly his foot slipped and he almost fell. Yin Xi stood firm and continued to move forward, but his swaying back looked a little confused.
What happened today.
It had a big impact on his soul.
"A hermit hides away from the world and seeks freedom. But if you avoid it for a long time, your mind is not strong enough. I think... you may want to try changing the environment in your life."
Yang Gang's voice floated from the rain curtain.
Yin Xi subconsciously turned around.
But he found that the streets in the heavy rain were already deserted.
Where Yang Gang stood before, the blood stains were gradually diluted by the rain.
"Long?"
Yin Xi's expression gradually became enlightened, and his eyes were fixed on the location where Yang Gang was before.
"Teacher, I seem to understand what you mean. No matter how thick the blood is, it will eventually be washed away by the 'heavy rain'..."
"You are still the same as in the previous life, every word you say is full of mystery."
A sigh disappeared in the rain.
——
Yang Mansion.
Yang Gang returned to his bedroom, changed into loose clothes and sat at his desk.
He didn't hear Yin Xi's last self-reflection, so naturally he didn't know that his last words had tipped the balance in Yin Xi's heart.
But he believed it.
Since that colorless opportunity has taken effect, the result will definitely be good.
"Come out."
Yang Gang suddenly spoke to the window.
"I've met my lord."
A familiar voice sounded outside the window, clearly reaching my ears through the dripping rain.
"What's the situation outside?" Yang Gang asked.
"It is raining heavily in the Holy Capital, but it cannot stop the chaos in people's hearts. A total of 1,318 memorials were sent to the Holy King, all for the purpose of impeaching the Lord."
There was a hint of solemnity in the voice, "Not only do they want to pull you down, they also want to... let you die."
"Ha~~"
Yang Gang chuckled and said: "Blood has been shed, and the conflicts are no longer reconciled. No matter how heavy the rain is, it can only wash away the traces on the surface. The hatred hidden under the surface will be engraved in their hearts forever. If they don't want me to die, , I have to worry instead.”
"Your Majesty is right."
The voice said: "But what are your plans for the current situation? Although you are justified in killing me today, His Majesty the Holy Lord may not make a decision that is not favorable to you in order to appease the situation."
"You have a somewhat thorough understanding of the way to be a king." Yang Gang smiled.
"My subordinates dare not."
The figure outside the window was startled and fell to his knees on the ground.
Originally, he was also a proud and arrogant person, and he only respected the Holy Lord throughout his life.
Now there is one more person, and that is Yang Gang.
Yang Gang dared to make fun of Shengjun, but he did not dare to accept the words.
"but."
Yang Gang thought for a while and said: "What you said makes sense. In order to balance the situation, although the Holy Lord may not be disadvantageous to me, it will inevitably be a bit embarrassing to stay in the Holy Capital at this time."
"so……"
"You can tell me something for me. Yang Gang has just entered the realm of earthly immortals. His foundation is unstable and his Taoist heart is not solid. He wants to go to the north to practice cultivation for a while."
"yes."
The figure outside the window agreed respectfully. He knew that this was only one of the reasons. The more important purpose of this gentleman was probably to recover the confidante who was sent to the North.
"I wonder when the Chief will leave?"
There was no response from the room.
The figure couldn't help but look puzzled.
Could it be that...this gentleman has left?
wrong!
A look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously turned around and ran out of the Yang Mansion, his back looking somewhat panicked.
"Damn it! I won't offend the Chief Secretary again, right? Who am I to know when he will go to the Northland? Your Excellency acts with one step at a time, and this trip to the Northland must have more than just those two meanings. If he is I exposed my whereabouts..."
"so far so good!"
It wasn't until he returned to Sanfasi Yamen that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Yang Gang was indeed no longer in Yang Mansion.
Instead, he came to Jiang Mansion's backyard silently.
His figure turned into a shadow under the moonlight, blending into the darkness and sneaking all the way, finally stopping in front of Jiang Jiang's door.
'Knock knock~~'
There was a slight knocking sound in the silent night.
The candlelight flickered in the room, but there was no response.
'Knock knock knock~~'
Yang Gang held his breath and concentrated, tapping the window again.
However, there was still no response from the house.
Without any choice.
Yang Gang gritted his teeth, opened the window, turned over and rolled in.
"Why did Mr. Yang come through the window?"
Jiang Jiang sat in front of the dressing table and asked sideways.
At this time, she was dressed in red, with high hairpins and various jewelry on her head.
People can't help but wonder, why is the beauty dressing up late at night?
(End of chapter)
