The fisherman extended his hand to invite Wu Sheng, who was sitting across from him. The strong man held a sword in his arms and knelt at the door.
I was speechless for a moment, only hearing the occasional crackle of the oil lamp.
After a long time, the fisherman bowed again: "Sir, please come with me back to the city."
Wu Sheng asked: "Why?"
The fisherman said: "The doctor Zhaoyuan has a younger brother, Zhaoshe, named Leyin."
Yue Yin was a noble official in charge of music in the palace. He had little power but a very prominent position. The Zhao family was one of the three major clans in the Chu Kingdom. There were many nobles and beautiful people in the family. Zhao Yuan was worshiped as a Sanlu official. It’s not surprising that my younger brother is worshiped as Le Yin.
Could it be that killing Zhaoyuan was not enough and the fisherman wanted to take action himself and kill Zhaoshe?
This business would definitely not work, so Wu Sheng refused at the moment: "I won't accept Zhaoshe's business."
The fisherman said: "It was Zhaoshe who died, not Zhaoyuan."
Wu Sheng blinked: "What do you mean?"
The fisherman took a deep breath and said, "The person you killed that day was not Zhaoyuan, but Zhaoshe."
Wu Sheng was shocked, recalled carefully, shook his head and said: "I was playing the piano in Shangyuan, wearing a fox quilt, and his appearance was similar to that in the painting, and he was guarded by guards... I did not make a mistake in killing him."
The fisherman said: "I don't know why, that day, Zhao Yuan Xing came and invited Zhao She to Shang Yuan. I heard that Zhao She's clothes were thin when he left. When Zhao Yuan saw him, he took off his quilt and gave it to him... This is not the mistake of Mr. Zhao She. "
Wu Sheng was speechless: "No wonder... someone used double hooks to stop him at that time. Is that Zhao Yuan?"
The fisherman said: "This is the scholar Sun Jiezi, Zhao Yuan should be beside him."
Wu Sheng said: "Sun Jiezi's cultivation is so profound, why didn't he mention it before?"
The fisherman said, "It's my fault."
Even if he killed the wrong person, he would definitely not be able to go back. Wu Sheng refused again: "The city is so dense that there is no time to do anything."
Wu Sheng's refusal made the atmosphere in the room cool down again. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a sharp killing intent.
The atmosphere was a little tense, and the three of them were silent. After a long time, the fisherman suddenly asked: "I heard that Mr. was seriously injured?"
When he asked the question, Wu Sheng seemed to see the flame on the oil lamp jump slightly, and his heart also jumped with the flame.
If you don't answer this question well, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the test today. Whether it was the fisherman in front of him or the strong man at the door, they were not something he could handle. Wu Sheng felt his heart beating out of his chest.
Calm, calm!
Wu Sheng forced himself to calm down: "Sun Jiezi attacked from the side, making it almost difficult for me to succeed. In order to kill Zhaoshe, I had to abandon the jade sword. Now that the sword is also lost, my body is seriously injured and it is difficult to heal, and it is difficult to even walk." Do you want to examine my injuries later?"
After finishing speaking, the room fell silent and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
After a long time, the fisherman bowed again: "I have the help of a magical elixir that can regenerate muscles and bones. I should be able to recover as before within seven days. I beg you, sir, to take action again. Whatever you ask for, we will do our best."
After that, the fisherman took out a brocade box, which contained a blue pill: "This is the Shengyuan Pill, refined by the holy hand Wen Zhi. After taking it in one step, you will be back to your original state in up to seven days."
Wen Zhi was originally an alchemy cultivator of Qi State. He once cured the incurable disease of the monarch of Qi State with a spiritual elixir. He also angered the monarch of Qi State because of his unscrupulous remarks. He was captured and sent to the alchemy furnace for refining. He continued to refine it for three days without dying. , I don’t know what method I relied on.
Alchemy requires talent, and not just any monk can make it. Therefore, there are very few alchemists, let alone a famous alchemist. Jixia Academy spoke out about this, and Qi Jun had to spare his life. Wen Zhi left Qi and moved to Yingdu, Chu State.
This alchemy cultivator is very famous. Even Wu Sheng, an assassin who lived in a remote place, has heard of it. In the small wooden box in front of him, there is even a wooden slip signed by Wen Zhi himself, which simply writes two lines of elixir. The usage seems to be genuine without a doubt.
He knows his own affairs, and the Sheng Yuan Dan will definitely not be able to help Wu Sheng "generate" a sea of qi, so it will be useless to Wu Sheng.
Then he waved his hand and said: "It's indeed a good thing, but it's just for no merit and no reward, so there's no need for it."
The fisherman stared at Wu Sheng. Wu Sheng's heart beat faster, but his face remained calm and he responded with a smile.
After looking at each other for a long time, the fisherman bowed and bowed again, touching his forehead to the ground, and gave a great gift: "We will have a generous reward."
Wu Sheng still shook his head: "It's your fault that you killed the wrong person, not mine. Zhaoyuan is already alarmed and it's hard to find a good opportunity. Although I'm not afraid, I don't want to die."
After saying that, he stood up and went straight to the door. The strong man did not give way. He just unsheathed the long sword in his arms, put his hands between his eyebrows, bowed and said: "We don't want to be the people who subjugate our country. If you, sir, If you don’t agree, please pass over the corpse.”
Wu Sheng frowned: "Do you want to die?"
The strong man stared at Wu Sheng and said with emotion: "How dare you sacrifice your life for the country!"
The fisherman also said: "Not just Xiao Zhao, we can die anytime, anywhere!"
Such a big man, who could reach his chest when he was kneeling or sitting, was called Xiao Zhao. This contrast made him feel a little confused - Xiao Zhao should not be like this.
This was not the time to worry about names. Wu Sheng stared into Xiao Zhao's eyes and said slowly: "I have tied up my hair and practiced swordsmanship. I have killed seventy-two people. I remember that when I was an assassin at the beginning, I only charged 300 yuan for killing one person. Wait and see, what is the minimum charge for killing people now? The minimum is one gold, and I will not kill anyone with less than one gold, let alone kill for free."
After a pause, he said softly: "I don't want to make an exception today!"
After saying that, he walked directly past Xiao Zhao and walked out of the wooden house.
Suddenly hearing a "choking" sound, Xiao Zhao drew his sword.
Wu Sheng's heart tightened, he paused and did not look back: "On the occasion of parting, I have a few words to give you."
The fisherman's voice came from behind: "Please speak."
Wu Sheng spoke from the bottom of his heart and sincerely advised: "How can one person die in Hu Fang? Even if Zhao Yuan is killed, what will happen? Can the Chu army that is besieging the city withdraw? The world is in turmoil and the country is at war. This is the trend of a great struggle. , is it possible for your strength to save it? I predict that within ten months, Hufang will perish. If you want to restore the country, you can go to Qi. If Qi is strong, might you not be able to ally with the world and bring justice to you? That being said, it’s up to you to make your own choice.”
The fisherman and Xiao Zhao each sat on their knees, motionless, just watching Wu Sheng walk away.
After walking out for a long distance, Wu Sheng didn't dare to look back until he entered the east entrance of Jishan Mountain to make sure that they were not catching up. Suddenly, his feet felt weak and he almost lost his balance.
After regaining his composure, Wu Sheng quickened his pace, getting faster and faster, so he just started running. It didn't take long for the mountain pass that was five or six miles long to reach the end, and the front suddenly became clear.
Wu Sheng felt exhausted, so he left the road, found a secret corner to rest, rested for a night, and continued moving forward.
When they saw Jingshui, they did not dare to go to the rocky ferry. Instead, they found two small fallen trees, tied them with vines, and carried Fu across the other side.
Yunmengze is very large, including the mountains, forests and swamps surrounding Yunmeng Lake, which stretches for eight hundred miles. Wu Sheng's retreat is in Tianmen Mountain. After sleeping in the open air all the way, when we passed the Zhanghua Terrace, which we had to pass through, the clothes on our bodies were already in disgrace, and only half of our straw sandals were left. We looked extremely embarrassed, like a beggar.
At the foot of Tianmen Mountain, Wu Sheng was extremely careful, and his caution was right. At the west entrance of the mountain, he saw Chu guards patrolling the mountain.
Although I had expected it, I still couldn't help but feel anxious after actually witnessing it.
Isn’t this a delay?
