Conquer the World

Chapter 87 I can only help you get here

Fang Xie came down from the carriage and smiled and asked the brigade of the defending army who was quickly catching up, saying, "Master, what else?"

The school captain, who seemed to be about 40 years old, strode up, watching Fang Jie silent for a while, and said, "If you can go back, if you can, say congratulations to everyone on my behalf ... On the day of the opening of the Red Sleeve Recruitment, I did n’t humble as our little pawns. I opened dozens of tables to invite us who could not have the countertops to drink ... the banquet was exhausted, and we were divided into various troops. I have seen the prince. After eleven years, I can often dream of a drunken night that night. "

This man turned out to be a soldier of the loyal Prince!

Fang Jie was shocked and said aloud: "Relax, everyone will tell me when I see it."

"Thank you"

The captain reported a clenched fist and turned away.

The big dog let out a long sigh of relief and took off the steel spiked gloves that had been quietly worn again and stuffed it into the cuff.Fang Jie looked at the back of the school captain leaving, wondering why his heart was filled with a sad mood.In the past few days, he has heard the name of Prince Yang Qi many times, and every story about this man makes him excited.

Assisting the emperor to ascend to the throne today, whose merits are unmatched.If he does not leave Chaotang, he will always be the one standing in front of the civil and military officials.But he quietly descended the mountain when he was about to stand at the peak of his life, and managed the scenery belonging to him at the foot of the mountain.

The more he thinks about it, the more Fang Jie is curious about what happened exactly ten years ago, so that he, a man with great wisdom, has given up everything he has left.

Ten years of no news, where did he go?

Is he still alive?

But soon, Fang Jie threw away this sad thought.What he has to consider now is not whether the legend of the great Sui is still alive, but how he should live well.Shen Qingfan said that the person behind the scene set a deadline of fifteen years. After 15 years, the person behind the scene would have a way for Fang to go back.It was already fifteen years before Fan Gu, but half a year had passed and nothing seemed to change.

So Fang Jie is more worried.

Since that person spent a lot of effort to arrange this 15-year situation that made people feel clueless, it makes no sense to give up halfway.What kind of role do you play in this game, and what kind of identity was imposed upon you when you came to this world?All of these make people have to be very tight and tight at all times.

But no matter how he analyzes and speculates, he can't guess why there will be changes in the fifteen-year period.

Because there was someone who turned upside down somewhere in the west.The man who was deployed that year had to deal with the immediate crisis first, while temporarily ignoring the control of the other party's solution.

But this does not mean he gives up.

The carriage went out of Chang'an City very smoothly, and several people were relieved slightly.Fang Jie, who was sitting on the carriage, turned back to look at the majestic city, to the high wall, to the people at the gate, to the soldiers in armor, and then looked again. The flag of Great Sui displayed above Wangcheng Gate ... the meaning in his eyes is very complicated.

In the three years of Fan Gu, he all used to prepare for a stable foothold in the imperial capital, but only half a month after entering the city, he had to leave this place.All the previous efforts were turned into the water of the east, and the Pentium fell to the sea without going back.All the plans, calculations, cannot be compared to the unstoppable change, the dream was washed away by a bubble-yellow urine, disappeared without a trace.

"Fang Jie, why didn't you inform them about Hengbang and Qilin?"

The big dog couldn't help asking.

"If you inform the four of them, the strength around us will not be so thin. Let's go to Qingle Mountain for miles ... the four of us seem to be a bit overwhelmed after all."

"Now there are four people. When we came from Fan Gu, there were only three people."

Fang Jie.

When the big dog was startled, it was interrupted by Fang Jie as soon as he said what he said: "People have the right to choose how they will survive in the future. The four of them finally broke free of my dream that made them suffer for fifteen years. Why not go again? Pull them back? And ... today, even if they go, they may not be able to come back. "

The big dog is silent, he knows Fang is right.

The fifteen-year period has passed, and the four of them, Hengba and Qilin, have finally survived today. They have no reason and no need to follow Fang Jie to take risks.Now they are following Mo Ningzhi and the Taoist people who are at a glance in Qingle Mountain, and they are very safe in the imperial capital.

Fools will continue to take risks.

Fang Jie smiled and said: "Most people in this world are normal, and fools are rare. It is not easy to get four fools together now. At least when they are idle, they are enough to fight Playing leaf cards. Four fools playing cards ... must be very interesting. "

At this moment, Fang Jie's eyes suddenly froze.

In front of the official road, a man squatted in the middle of the road.

He squatted with his head down, not knowing what he was looking at.The man held a small wooden stick with the thickness of his fingers and drew circles on the official road.He wore a black robe and his clothes were embroidered with very complicated patterns.Those lines can't see where they start and where they come from.Endless, round and round.

Daozong Taoist people can see their identity by looking at their clothes. Those wearing grey cotton robes are the most common disciples.The blue robe is only worn by the elders of the Zongmen elders, while the red robe is a priestly costume and has a respectable identity.In one view, only one person can wear a black robe, that is Xiao Zhenren.

But the man crouching in front is obviously not the leader of the Taoist Sect.

Fang Xie waved his hand to signal that the carriage stopped, and he walked over slowly.

"Xiang Qingniu, what are you doing?"

Fang Xie walked to the fat man squatting on the floor and asked.

Xiang Qingniu raised his head and looked at Fang Jie, then pointed at the official.On the official road, he drew several circles one after another, and a few ants running back and forth in the circle seemed to find no way to go home.

"I just want to see if a few panicked ants can rush out of this circle."

Xiang Qingniu answered seriously.

Fang Xie looked at the ants in the circle who were crawling back and forth but couldn't find the way, and said for a while, "The circle is bigger, the ants can still crawl out after all."

"wrong"

Xiang Qingniu said one by one: "The ants can climb out of the first circle I drew, but I can draw the second circle, the third circle, and many circles. No matter how the weak ants fight, forever I ca n’t escape. Because I have a small wooden stick in my hand, I can draw hundreds of circles casually. How can ants escape? A circle ca n’t keep up, a hundred circles? ”

Fang Xie didn't answer, because he knew Xiang Qingniu was right.The ants are too weak, and the people who draw circles are too powerful for the ants.As long as the person drawing the circle is willing, he can continue to play like this until he loses interest.If he is tired, tired, and tired, he will use the stick to easily crush the ants.

"How is it, the words I just said are very deep? I squat here to enchant you by drawing circles. Is this action very elegant?"

Xiang Qingniu squatting underground asked.

Fang Xie nodded and said, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with this, but your image is squatting here to draw a circle to play ant's behavior ... it's really stupid."

...

...

"Why are you here?"

Fang asked.

"Isn't it just to pretend to be an unpredictable master, and then steal a dark black robe to squat here to play with ants and wait for me to pretend to show me?"

Xiang Qingniu, who couldn't wait to be angry, said nothing. Fang Xie suddenly looked serious and asked seriously: "If you are really waiting for me, then ... how do you know that I will come?"

Xiang Qingniu snorted coldly: "I just said for a long time that you still don't have any comprehension at all. I was in vain to blow you up for a long time in front of my brother-to say you are the first-class wise man in the world. What were you doing just now? "

"Draw circles to play with ants."

Fang Jie answered.

Xiang Qingniu asked again: "Who are the ants?"

Fang Jie was silent for a while and raised his finger to the tip of his nose and asked, "Do you mean me?"

"Congratulations, you are not idiot to be hopeless."

Xiang Qingniu snorted and said, "Do you think you can leave the imperial capital without knowing it, just as if you have never appeared here? Fart! Did you see the stick in my hand? Crushed the strength of several of your ants. For example, the Oi Nai Guard Office, such as Dali Temple, such as the Criminal Department, these yamen are all these sticks, as long as you gently poke on you, you will become a pool of rotten meat, and It's humble meat. "

"The reason why this stick is just drawing circles instead of crushing you now is because at a very high level you do n’t know, someone has spoken for you, so far that the stick has not been pressed so far, but it does not mean not It will be pressed. "

Fang frowned, and then asked, "It seems that only the hand holding the stick can keep the stick from poking."

Xiang Qingniu couldn't help applauding and laughing: "I said you are still smart enough, so guess who made this stick-holding hand stop temporarily, and didn't poke you with a small stick?"

"Is it you?"

Fang asked the surprised question.

Xiang Qingniu took a deep breath and made the girl proud of her jealous chest: "Of course I am!"

"Go"

He says.

"where to?"

Fang asked.

Xiang Qingniu said with a smile: "There is a tea shop not far in front of the road. Although the tea sold is the cheapest tea brick, walking to that place and seeing the pedestrians who are about to enter Changan City, Because I have been thirsty for a long time, the sound of this tea shop is ridiculously good. It is said that at least a few hundred bowls of tea can be sold every day. A penny per bowl of tea is also a considerable income ... Of course, this It ’s not the point, the point is ... there is a stick waiting for you in front, a very hard stick, it ’s better to go faster if you do n’t want to be stabbed. "

Xiang Qingniu said seriously: "If he doesn't look at you, or if you don't show the strength that makes him decide to show mercy, then he will still stab you."

"Then why should I go?"

Fang Jiebai said at a glance.

"Because you can't run."

Xiang Qingniu turned around and said, "If you don't believe you can try it."

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Several wooden sheds built on the roadside, a dozen clean tables and dozens of wooden benches constitute this tea shop that welcomes at least a few hundred people every day, and of course, there is already a big pot Boiling water.

Fang Jie left Mu Xiaoyao, Big Dog and Shen Qingfan where they met Xiang Qingniu. He followed Xiang Qingniu himself.

Far away, Fang Jie was keenly aware that there were several people in this tea shop that deserved special attention.Next to the table on the right, there are four men in brocades.They all had large tea bowls in front of them, but the water in the tea bowls was never drunk and was still full.

There was only one person sitting at the center table, a man who could not see the specific age.The fierce looks like thirty years old, but if you look closely, you think he is fifty years old.There are no wrinkles on the face, but the vicissitudes in his eyes can never be so strong if he has not experienced many sorrows and joys, even life and death.

There was also a man sitting by the leftmost table.

A flawless young man in white who looks handsome and beautiful.Sitting quietly, like the white lotus in the world where independence is everywhere.He was drinking tea with his head down, looking at the tea bowl in his hand.But I don't know why, Fang Jie always feels that this person's eyes have been fixed on himself.

In the innermost part of the tea shop is a veil, which is obviously the place where the owner of the tea shop rests.Seeing vaguely there is a person sitting, sitting straight.

"Come on"

Xiang Qingniu pointed to the man sitting next to the table in the middle and said, "Death and life are only between his thoughts. I can only help you to ask him to explain to you, as to whether he can listen in. ... do your best. "

After saying this, Xiang Qingniu turned and left. Fang Xie asked in a low voice: "Why are you going?"

Xiang Qingxiu said without saying back: "Three things, the first is that I can't hold back to pull the shit. The second is to use the time to pull the shit to recall the blessing in the Taoist Saying. How to recite the mantra. Third ... go buy a cheapest willow coffin and prepare, I can only help you get here. "