Night falls.
Northern Territory, somewhere in a cave.
Youhou was awakened by calls and slowly opened his eyelids.
He was leaning on a big rock, and a man was dressing his wounds and calling his name.
Youhou's vision gradually became clearer, and he looked at the person in front of him. Isn't this person, this person, Youhou? Youhou's tears couldn't be controlled, and they flowed like a dam bursting.
"Oh! Your Majesty, you are still crying? You are the warrior of the Northern Territory! You are the main force of the Northern Territory! How can you cry?"
"King Youxian, I'm sorry, I really can't help it!" Youhou looked at King Youxian in front of him, feeling a bit unreal like a dream.
King Youxian gently comforted Youhou like an elder: "It's okay, it's all over. We're back, everything will be fine!"
After a while, Youhou came to his senses: "By the way, where is Master Zhuang?"
"I'm being tortured by King Zuo Xian outside! Let's see if we can get anything out of him."
King Youxian slowly picked up Youhou and helped him walk slowly towards the entrance of the cave.
Outside the cave.
Master Zhuang was stripped naked and tortured by the cold wind.
In front of him was a middle-aged man holding a whip.
Two ferocious wolves bit Mr. Zhuang's ankles respectively, making him unable to move his legs. Two hungry eagles fluttered their wings and stopped in the air. They restrained his wrists with their claws, making it difficult for him to swing his arms.
The wolf's fangs had penetrated into the flesh, and blood dripped on the ground along the heels. The sharp talons of the eagle had tightened around the wrists, and both hands were turning purple or even turning black.
In other words, even if you let go of Master Zhuang now, he is already completely disabled!
King Zuo Xian didn't seem to see the two people coming out of the cave, but was minding his own business beating Master Zhuang. As soon as the whip was passed, another forear-long crack appeared on Zhuang Zhenren's scarred body, which overlapped with the bleeding scars and scars that were scabbing.
The cold weather even froze the blood, and it took a while before a red ribbon seeped out of the crack.
Zhuang Zhenren, who was out of breath, looked at the two people behind King Zuo Xian through his disheveled hair, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. It's just this simple smile that couldn't be simpler, but combined with Zhuang Zhenren's current state, it looks very eerie.
"King Youxian, what is this?" Youhou pointed at the executioner with his remaining left hand.
"He is King Zuo Xian, don't you recognize him?" King You Xian said in a very relaxed tone.
"Oh, King Zuo Xian." Youhou looked at the unfamiliar face, perhaps because of his trust in King You Xian, he also recognized this statement.
"Haha!" The first sentence finally came out of King Zuo Xian's mouth, but it was just a modal particle.
"Long time no see, Youhou!" This is the second sentence.
"I've met King Zuoxian!"
"Haha. It's been so long since I last saw you, I feel a little strange now."
"Yes." Youhou could not guess the superior's intention, so he could only respond.
"That's still..." King Zuo Xian turned around, swung his long whip, and hit You Hou. "Don't say goodbye anymore, we will always be strangers!"
When Youhou saw the whip coming down, he wanted to dodge and resist, but was caught by King Youxian.
This King You Xian is too powerful! Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Youhou could only take this move helplessly.
"Ah!" Youhou screamed, but another scene changed before his eyes.
He was still in the cave. Not only was he not free, his body was also tied to a stone with a rope.
Opposite him was Master Zhuang, who was being whipped by King Zuo Xian just now. It's just that this Master Zhuang is neatly dressed and shows no signs of being abused at all.
Seemingly disturbed by Youhou's screams, Master Zhuang woke up from his nap.
"Can I still have nightmares after knocking you unconscious?" Seeing the panic on Youhou's face, Master Zhuang couldn't help but sneered: "Come on!"
Ignoring Youhou, who was still adjusting to his condition, Master Zhuang walked out of the cave on his own.
"etc!"
Zhuang Zhenren froze his figure and looked sideways at Youhou, who seemed to have something to say.
"What do you want me to do?" Youhou asked.
"You attracted my attention so much, didn't you take advantage of me to leave and escape?" Master Zhuang felt that the prisoner in front of him was becoming more and more interesting.
"Even if I break free of the rope with my fighting spirit, I may not be able to run very far - with my injuries, you might as well give me a quickie!"
"Happy?" Master Zhuang turned around, leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, and looked at Youhou. "Why should I give you pleasure?"
"So, you want to torture..."
"What nonsense?" Zhuang Zhenren interrupted Youhou angrily and asked him: "Do you still remember that there is a man named Wild Wolf in your northern region?"
"Remember, why don't you remember? He was later captured by you wise men as a hostage, just to save your life! It turned out that it was good for you, and you failed to live up to the old man's painstaking efforts - he attacked me." The more Youhou said, the more excited he became. Not caring about his reopened wound, he spat.
"A dog's life?" Zhuang Zhenren was amused by Youhou's words, "Even if I were a dog, what would you call a piece of trash that was caught by a dog and played with at will?"
"What?" Youhou couldn't stand the man in front of him. He was insulted and even talked nonsense with him. "Aren't you people from the Eastern Region very literate? Tell me, what is your name?"
"Do you really want to say it?" Zhuang Zhenren pursed his lips and smiled, "There is a saying in the Eastern Region: a dog cannot change its eating habits..."
The last word was silent, but Youhou saw Zhuang Zhenren's mouth shape and guessed it. He became angry and his face was rosy in the cold weather.
"You should understand this!" Master Zhuang laughed loudly and left the cave, leaving Youhou alone and cursing silently.
Master Zhuang walked outside, looked at the stars in the sky, and gradually put away his smile. He took out the chess piece from his sleeve that he had secretly taken out while falling asleep.
…
Eastern region, Sophora Valley.
In anger, Lao Ma Pao grabbed his beloved wine glass and smashed it against the locust tree beside him. Let the wine glasses roll around, and the wine that took several years to brew flows into the soil.
"Mo Qianji! Mo Qianji! You, a cobbler who spends all day hammering and hammering, really got it right! There is actually a traitor in the academy! He is really at the level of a fucking wise king!"
He was the only one in this valley, but this night, the shouts and curses in the valley kept echoing.
Tired of scolding, Lao Ma Pao also rested. He picked up the wine glass that was rolling back and forth, walked to the pavilion, grabbed the wine jug and planned to refill it, but found that the wine in the wine jug had been drained at some point, and the last glass had just been poured out.
If you still want to drink, you have to go to the wine jar in the wine cellar to fill it, but Lao Ma Pao has no intention of that.
"What kind of academy is this..." Lao Ma Pao couldn't imagine that the wise king sneaked into the academy to teach. Then the Northern Territory could send many people over and put them in in the name of learning.
The atmosphere of the academy has always been open and inclusive, and students who love learning are welcome. People from all over the world, as long as they are willing to learn, can go in and learn from the teachers. However, due to the wide range of talents that the Academy recruits, there are naturally no shortage of teachers. There are three sources of teachers. One is the academy's own outstanding disciples who stay in the academy through Jijiu. One of the teachers is invited by Jijiu to settle in the academy. The other is the gentleman from the academy. Recommend capable acquaintances and settle in the Academy after passing personal assessment with Jijiu.
In order to ensure the quality of teaching, Jijiu personally checks the sources of teachers, but this may not be the case for students. There are so many students from all over the world, good and bad, complex in composition, and there are so many that it is impossible to review each and every one of them for whether they are doing something clean or not. But as long as you don't do anything out of the ordinary in the academy or show a slack attitude towards studying, you will basically not be kicked out of the academy.
It is not difficult to understand why Lao Ma Pao has such a headache. The teacher may have spies from the Northern Territory under his command, and there may even be students from the Eastern Territory who were instigated by him to rebel. But this time he was lured out of the academy by Kuang Jijiu and Chunda Jijiu. A considerable number of the students in the death squad may be from the Northern Territory.
Although they will definitely keep ordinary manpower in the academy, the best way is not to let this pair of death squads full of traitors go to the front line!
Every master is very important to the battle situation, especially in the Northern Territory where there are not many masters and half of the sky is covered at critical moments. One more master means one more point of victory.
Naturally, Lao Ma Pao would not give them this extra point of victory. How this traitor got in will be investigated later. The top priority is to contain this wise king!
Although the death squads are called teams, there are quite a lot of them. The large group of people did not move quickly and were soon overtaken by Yin Wen, who was flying alone.
…
Eastern Region, the northern border of Chu State.
The wise man put away the chess pieces in his hands and fell into deep thought.
Should he be lucky that Yin Yi is a playful boy and has not yet arrived at the Academy even though he has been gone for several months...
…
Eastern Region, Southeast Taoist Temple.
Yin Yi didn't even know that he had been noticed by those top bosses several times, but this heartless young man just played around all day long. In his free time, he sat down and shared his insights about enlightenment with his senior brothers.
After being away for a few months, Yin Yi felt a little homesick. He would often hold the bamboo slips left by his one-armed grandfather and read them alone under the moonlight on the top of the mountain. What was written on the bamboo slips? He even turned over the ropes on the bamboo slips until they broke. He didn't even understand what was written on them.
If you don’t understand, just look up at the moon. Think about what your father and mother are doing? Think about how that one-armed old man is doing now? Guess what delicious food his big brothers secretly found when they went to the kitchen tonight? Guess how long it will take for his dear senior brother Daoyuan to come up and remind him to go to bed?
The Chinese New Year will be here in a few months, and he really wants to go back to Nanshan to see it! However, his father just asked someone to bring clothes over a few days ago, and the attached letter also asked him to celebrate the New Year in a Taoist temple this year. Ah ah ah ah ah! How could dad do this? Could it be that one of the younger siblings fell out of the squeaking nest, so you don't want him anymore?
"Junior brother! Let's go, go back and rest!" Senior Brother Daoyuan came to remind him to go back as usual.
"Oh!" Yin Yi put away the bamboo slips, adjusted his mood, stared at the moon for a while, slowly walked down the hillside with the faint moonlight, returned to his room, and turned on the lamp to sleep.
