Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 423 422. The Last Lesson

Hejian is located on a plain with few mountains.

Occasionally there is an arched terrain, but it is not a mountain, at most it is a hill.

And at this moment, there is a team at the top of the hill.

There are no more than a hundred people in the team, and everyone's eyes are like lightning, and they look extremely extraordinary.

When defending everywhere, the qi of heaven and earth are stirred up between breaths and breaths.

Obviously, this group of people were not ordinary soldiers.

Looking at the armor on their bodies, they are also better than ordinary soldiers, and the weapons in their hands are uniform and cold.

This group of people knew at a glance that they were the personal soldiers of a certain important person. Although they didn't know the fighting power, they knew that they were not something to mess with just because of their aura.

And at the front of this group of soldiers was a red-faced man with thick brows and wide mouth and a face like a jujube, wearing a mighty armor and about 40 years old.

The man looked very majestic, especially with the wide-backed dragon-patterned tiger-head knife erected in front of him, even if he was just standing, he still had the iron-blooded prestige of a general who is always victorious!

It was such a mighty general, but at this moment his eyes were fixed on the man in the depression below the hill.

He didn't seem to feel the heat, or he was used to it.

Just like that, in the increasingly hot weather, staring at the man below without saying a word.

His eyes flicked back and forth from the man's back, to the bluestone under his buttocks, and then to the spear erected next to him, with veins faintly visible in the darkness.

But it is not these that are the most striking.

It was the gourd attached to the gun.

The gourd is wine.

It was wine prepared by the general himself.

The wine comes from Lanling, which is the ancestral land of Donghai Duke Gao Shida.

According to legend, when the first emperor traveled east, he came to Sanghai and left an inscription of "The ends of the earth and the corners of the earth". He passed by a farm and was attracted by the smell of wine. He stopped his horse and went to drink a glass of wine.

I found the owner of the farm, asked about the source of the aroma, and learned that the owner of the place was originally from Lanling. Although he lived in Songhai, the wine he brewed came from the method of his hometown.

It is called "Lanling Wine".

After drinking three cups, Shihuang set up Lanling.

So far, Lanling wine has been famous all over the world. Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, it has been presented to emperors as tribute wine.

And the wine in the gourd is Lanling wine.

The 30-year-old wine was specially brought from Lanling by Gao Shida.

but……

The general knew that the man sitting on the bluestone did not drink alcohol.

Drinking alcohol hurts the body. If the body is hurt, then compared to the enemy of life who once lost half a move, even if it is only a short-term loss, it will be a far cry from that one.

So, he doesn't drink alcohol.

However, a non-drinker, after hearing the news the day before yesterday, had someone prepare a gourd of wine, which was hanging on the "embers" gun that everyone in the world knew and knew. above.

Exactly...who is it for?

In this increasingly hot sky, there is always a hint of doubt in the general's eyes.

Until...he saw someone.

A man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a gorgeous gem long sword suddenly appeared fifteen steps in front of the ember gun.

The general knows, the man the man has been waiting for...

coming.

Because, Yanlong dissipated.

The world cleared up.

……

The temperature returned to normal.

No heat, no wind.

Zhu Huai who was sitting on the stone frowned slightly when he looked at the woman who was standing still fifteen steps away, but still said:
"It was half a day later than I expected."

"Cha~"

Just like the ember spear, it was decorated with precious stones and was extremely gorgeous. Its long sword named "Wutong" was inserted into the soil with its sheath.

The woman who did not take off her hat said:
"When disciples come to see the master, they must always consider etiquette. It is not proper to come to the door too early. It is not proper to come too late. This time is just right."

After all, she took out the oiled paper bag from her arms:
"I know Master doesn't like foreign things, but I like the smell of this fish all the way. I haven't seen Master for four years. Please taste Master."

As soon as the voice fell, I reached out to pick it up.

The wine gourd that was still hanging on the gun head just now fell into her hands.

And her fish hasn't been delivered yet.

But the woman was not in a hurry, as soon as she pulled her hand, the gourd was hanging out of nowhere, and she held the paper bag in both hands, bent slightly to show respect, and the oil-paper bag seemed to have an invisible hand, facing towards it. Zhu Huai flew away.

Zhu Huai took it.

But it didn't open.

He is not hungry and does not want to eat fish.

But the woman had already unscrewed the mouth of the gourd, raised her head and took a sip.

"..."

After silently taking a sip, she shook her head:

"This smell... is too clean."

"Wine is wine, is it too clean?"

"Of course it's not good. If it's too clean, it loses a sense of humanity. Guanlong's wine has a mellow grain fragrance, but maybe it's because of the water? No matter what, there is always a sour taste in it. Jiangnan's wine is also very good... ...But compared to Guanlong, it is more soft and less masculine. The wine in the Central Plains is not bad either, the blend of five flavors is the king of all wines, and the five elements and five flavors are not lacking... As for this wine..."

She raised her head and took another sip, feeling that only a little spark in her throat was needed to ignite the momentum of the world, she still shook her head:
"It's good wine, but you can't drink any miscellaneous flavors, and it's a little less human."

"..."

No. [-] Under Heaven, who doesn't drink, doesn't speak anymore.

Instead, he opened the oil-paper package.

Inside, there are two dried fish whose skin and flesh are almost brown.

He picked up one and snapped it off.

In the shriveled fish with a slight yellow in the white, the smoky aroma is stronger.

Tear off a petal, put it in your mouth and taste it.

The entrance is salty.

But as the teeth chewed, an... indescribable aroma rushed into the nostrils as the fish was ground.

The smell of burning wood.

But not heavy.

The baked ones were not overly dry, but chewy.

The more you chew, the better the taste.

The salty, smoky flavor finally merged into one and was swallowed.

"how?"

the woman asked.

Zhu Huai shook his head:

"I can't taste the taste of fish anymore. It's too messy, salty, and woody. I don't like it."

One doesn't like clear wine, but thinks there is nothing else but the taste of wine.

One doesn't like the rich taste, but feels that the fish is no longer messy.

Both have such extreme preferences.

It seemed that a certain result was doomed from the very beginning.

"Is it……"

A sigh came from the woman's mouth.

In the air, a little bit of heat began to boil.

"I'm here this time."

She said:
"I want to confirm one thing."

Looking directly at the man taught her skills, taught her the way, and made her understand the essence of this world.

"Master came back from seclusion, lives in Hebei, and joins the rebels, but for the half trick that he lost?"

"Exactly."

The man who only tasted one defeat in his life nodded:

"In that half move, I didn't lose in martial arts. I lost in that dragon vein. He sits on the back of the emperor, and the heaven and earth protect each other. In the battle of Xuanpingpo, he was in control of the right time, place, and harmony. It's a trick, and I don't know how he will make a choice in the face of the vast future after the dragon's vein disappears... But if he wins, he wins. But, he can play tricks, why can't I?"

Hearing this, the woman looked up at the crowd on the hill through the bamboo hat, her eyes were calm:

"Master has always had a bad way of looking at people, hasn't he?"

"..."

Hearing her words including himself, Zhu Huai was silent at first, and then showed a look of disappointment:

"yes……"

Looking directly at the only apprentice in his life, he slowly got up.

Along with the action, Yanlong reappears!
Only this time, there is no longer any anxiety and joy in the eyes, replaced by a fire that wants to burn mountains and rivers:
"so what?"

"how?"

A trace of mockery gradually appeared in the woman's tone:
"The lives are devastated, the land is thousands of miles away, the world is untouched, and the people are in dire straits. Is it enough?"

"Who is dying? There is so much suffering in the red land? The world is weak, and the people are in dire straits! What's wrong with me?"

"So what if you stand on the highest place? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"Before reaching a high place, why speak coldly? The words of the weak!"

"..."

"..."

The air is getting hotter.

Even the people on the hills had to stay away from the raging high temperature.

Except for the general holding a broad knife, who can stand in the distorted air and look at the two people at the foot of the mountain without blinking or saying a word, the hundred soldiers have already stepped back twenty steps, and the hair under the helmet is all curled.

In the scorching air, Yan Long shouted to the sky with the intent of destruction!

Want to turn into a raging flame at any time and burn the world to the ground!

And amidst this enthusiasm, the woman who was as comfortable as a fish returning to water, after a moment of silence, finally let out a long sigh:
"Alas...the East China Sea Lord Gao Shida and the Great General Dou Jiande are not destined by fate. If the master insists on doing so, you can go with me. In the future, the tripod will be set in the Central Plains, and the heaven will return to the throne. The number one in the world is just around the corner."

There was also a sneer on the middle-aged man's face:
"The sign of destiny? Follow you?"

"Exactly."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Yanlong, roar!
"Ning'er, Ning'er, I ask myself that I am not a qualified master, but I also know it. As a master, the first thing is to preach, receive karma, and solve doubts. How can someone rely on the principles of disciples when they are in trouble!? Destiny?... It doesn't matter."

Shaking his head slightly, the playfulness in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there is a solemn:
"It's useless to talk too much. Today, as a teacher, I will teach you the last lesson. Remember it well!"

The sound of the flame dragon turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the sea of ​​flames trembled, making the world ablaze!
A natural wonder!

In the vision, there is a voice that spreads thousands of miles away!
"Heaven's destiny is my destiny, man decides, conquers heaven!"

When the voice fell, there was a "choke", and the phoenix tree came out of the body.

Determine your mind.

unavoidable.

Talking is useless.

As the gorgeous long sword was unsheathed and pointed, the meaning of determination was fully revealed from behind the eyes.

The mind is clear.

See the real chapter!
With this sword, the woman is neither victorious nor sad.

Just for the sake of not conspiring with each other, with himself, with his past, from now on... divided into two.

The road is facing the sky, go to one side.

Goodbye... that is, immortality!
And when he saw his only disciple draw out the Wutong sword, No. [-] Under Heaven's eyes showed a touch of reminiscence.

At that moment, he remembered a lot.

I remembered so far away.

But immediately this trace of memory disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there is a touch of... the relief after seeing the disciple can insist on himself so firmly, even saying goodbye to the past.

well.

Very good!

As it is!
Be so!
If the disciples of my Zhuhuai haven't even made such a decision, how can they inherit the mantle and leave their name through the ages in the future? !
But this relief was short-lived, and it turned into a chill.

insist on this.

That being the case.

Then let the teacher and you take the last lesson.

This lesson will let you understand how big the gap is between you and being a teacher.

After this lesson, you need to know your shame and be brave.

Never...

Desperate!

moment!With embers in hand, the tip of the spear was even with the tip of the sword.

One carries the meaning of killing, and the other carries the power of determination.

Under the roar of the flame dragon, a phoenix circled and landed on the plane tree.

The cry resounded through nine days!

Infernal Fire vs. Infernal Fire!
Blazing days and blazing days!
"A formula!"

Blood vessels at the tip of the gun surged.

"A formula!"

Indus and phoenix sing crisply!

"Fenjiang!"

"Fenjiang!"

boom! ! ! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)