Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chuyang has been thinking about it ever since he got here. Cheng Ziao's answer adds to his doubts. Watermelon seeds? I don't think so...

Looking at this complex situation, Chu Yang had to ask himself: If I were Tang Xinsheng, what would I do? How?

With this as the starting point, Chu Yang changed his angle to that of Tang Xinsheng and slowly extended away...

The situation is not obvious yet, the heavenly palace has not yet started to take action against me, I am just not proactive; first, take a look at the reaction, if it is not good, I will leave immediately, if it is Shangko, I will come back and tell the foreign friends to go... Well, this should be Tang Xinsheng's attitude.

So, Tang Xinsheng is nearby, probably still watching the movement of Tang Fu. And the roads are wide open, I want to pay attention to all aspects of Tang Fu... What location would I choose?

Chuyang thought. In order to cover the eyes and ears, Sung Zi Ang chose not the best position; to know the best position, and often the best place to be monitored, someone will be watching; instead, the best position! Since Sung Zi An will not choose, then, with Tang Xinsheng's wisdom, he will not choose.

Well, pick a few spots. And what Sung Zi Ang now occupies is this slightly one-size-fits-all position.

Chu Yang's eyes swept away and found several of the best places to monitor Tang Fu in the vicinity. Since neither of the first two positions is possible, then the third position is…

Chu Yang's eyes looked at the two old men playing chess in the tree.

Both have pale white hair. Looks like they're in their sixties, wrinkled, old dragon bells. Both are focused on chessboards and concentrate. One of them faced Chuyang's face a little relaxed, is comfortably shaking the fold fan, while the other is lowered his head, his face is full of heavy thinking, it seems that the opponent's chess is meditating bitterly but cannot be deciphered...

These two old men are very excited. At this age, they can still sit so steady...

Chu Yang's heart moved and made a secret look at Sung Zi Ang.

“Two dudes, play chess hard, eat a melon seed, huh?” Cheng Zi walked over with a humble smile on his face and dropped a melon seed by the chessboard. “Two brothers are so lucky, you don't have to worry about playing chess for two days in a row. It's like a little old man, hey, running for a living...”

The relaxed old man said with a smile: "Your brother is also very blessed. He is healthy. Isn't that the greatest blessing?” The voice is old but elegant.

Cheng Zi Aung Lian continued to claim that, with his body in his arms, he returned.

“Playing chess for two days in a row...” Chu Yang's eyes glistened and his heart reached a definitive conclusion. Looking at this big tree, he shook up to two old chess players and leaned over to the board.

“This chess is hard to break...” Chu Yang clamored, “Wonderful! It's wonderful...”

The old man with a full face turned around and looked angrily. “What are you talking about, you know how to play chess?” Seems like the repressed rage of the chess game instantly all went off on this unknowingly hairy boy.

“Well, look here, no digging, no dancing, even worse, the pointy points are sharp again, broken, seems to be a good game of chess, but there is also the danger of total military collapse... that's a bad response. The" Chuyang “brush" opened a folding fan, and then it closed, and the folding fan had been lit on the board.

Chu Yang said that Sung Ziong was full of spirits! He doesn't know anything about chess, but Chuyang's words clearly mean something else: no digging, no jumping, no dancing, no cutting... Shit, isn't that what Tang Xinsheng is in right now?

I've been sitting here for two days, and my biggest target is sitting behind my own ass? In this way, Cheng Lobby Master almost stuck his head in his crotch...

I swear to God, once you catch someone, they sit right behind their ass for two days and they haven't noticed... this is... this is a dark joke...

“Oh? In your opinion... young man, what do you say we do?” The relaxed old man across the street looked at Chuyang and asked with a smile.

“Follow my foolishness, this step, it's time to fly!” Chuyang folded the fan brush open and slowly fanned it twice, meaning a long way: “It's too slow to fly; don't you think? Lord Tang? ”

When Chuyang said this, the air suddenly grew heavy. In front of him, his old man's back suddenly became stiff.

The adult behind him stood up and turned his head violently. He looked incredibly at the old man, who had been looking at his back spine, and his face was red as blood!

It's disgraceful! It's disgraceful!

I actually made a dark mistake under the light...

The old man facing the same color, looking at Chuyang, did not rush to say: “Fly? It's also a way; but what Xiao Friend said, it's highly unpredictable. ”

“I also find it very uncertain and unbelievable.” Chu Yang lowered his voice: “Never heard of it, but didn't understand a word. It took no effort to find a way around the iron shoes; only today did I finally understand. Don't you understand what I'm saying? ”

The old man with white hair flashed a smile in his eyes and said, "I still don't understand. Why do you call me Lord Tang so sure, one by one? ”

“The mountains of the Yangsu River are endless.” Chuyang faded: “Lower your head and flourish back to the loess. ”

These two sentences were written by Tang Xinsheng during a certain year, when the generation of Tieyun Zhongshen died in the battle of the Iron Soul in the sandbox. Chuyang read them out at this time, it makes no sense.

It also dispelled Tang Xinsheng's denial of the ultimate mind!

Your disguise, I've seen it through, and if you deny it, it's a joke.

Tang Xinsheng smiled gently: “My little brother has a good memory. ”

“Excellent.” Chu Yang hugged his fist and smiled.

“I'm sure the little brother is the lord of the legendary Emperor's Palace, King Chu Yan?” Tang Xinsheng's smile has always been gentle, his eyes are extremely gentle, and he has no panic at all. But as soon as he said it, another old man's face suddenly became desperate.

King Chu Yan!

This is the first known murderer in Iron Cloud!

“I dare not, slanderous nickname, humiliating Lord Tang.” Chu Yang was politely modest.

“I can't believe how handsome King Chu Yan, a swordsman who slaughtered the clouds of iron, is. The wind is like a jade.” St. Vincent Tang smiled and spoke clearly: “But I really don't understand, how did you find me? Why are you so sure I'm here? ”

“I'm not sure, it's luck.” Chuyang bluntly said: “My approach to ordinary dull generations, or no use at all, but Lord Tang is a smart man among smart people. I'm here to test you, it was luck, but when I got here, I was sure it was you! ”

“Oh?” Tang Xinsheng looked at him with a questionable look.

“Places like this are the easiest to monitor the Tang Dynasty; other places, though easier to see, are too ambitious. And Master Tang, the big tree at this door is like an umbrella cover. People have always played chess here. I'm sure this was arranged long ago by Lord Tang. And once you show up here one day dressed in disguise, no one will notice. ”

Chu Yang smiled slightly.

“Nice.” Tang Xinsheng also revealed an appreciative smile, his eyes gradually sharpened.

“And Lord Tang is not certain that I will do it to you; here, it is the best place to look; even if it is dangerous, you can wait here for the person who will receive you. And no matter what happens at home, as long as you're not exposed here, it's obvious. ”

“Lord Tang is steady and resourceful; under the light, Lord Tang knows better than anyone. I'm sure that if Lord Tang had anything to do with hiding in the temple, that would be the ideal place to hide!” Chu Yang smiled gently: “Come today and ask Lord Tang to go to that ideal hiding place! ”

Tang Xinsheng shook his head with a smile and sighed continuously: “Not bad; King Chu Yan, truly worthy of King Chu Yan.” He paused and suddenly squinted his eyes and laughed: “But why don't you start right away and talk to me about this nonsense here? ”

“The Word must be lost. As the famous King Chuyan, you don't even know that, do you?” Tang Xinsheng's pupils shrank sharply, emitting a needle-tipped glow.

'Cause of the accident. ”Chuyang smiled:“ Even more because I didn't think that Lord Tang, a civilian, was a top expert! And if I do, I'm not sure. ”

“And Lord Tang didn't do it because of anger.” Chu Yang hey hey smile: “A proud plot was discovered, and a self-concealed identity was dug up. This is undoubtedly a disgrace to a man with a conceited mind! Even if I die, I'm not as ashamed as Lord Tang is right now! ”

“So Lord Don is playing games with me.” Chu Yang's pupils revealed a glimmer of divinity: “Lord Tang wanted to humiliate me after I unraveled you, when I was most proud of him, and then broke away with the ultimate martial arts! ”

“Or just kill this one right here!” Chuyang faintly said: "Lord Tang, this is your psyche, I wonder if I am wrong? ”

“Nice!” Tang Xinsheng slowly stood up. "Thirteen years of hard work has ruined your day! And you, even more, have found me, this hatred, not to kill you, how can it be dispelled? ”

He snorted coldly: "And your so-called heavenly palace, in my eyes, is just a few toys! Since you haven't caught me, you'll have to wait for me to humiliate you! ”

Chu Yang guessed correctly, and the facts were in line with his worst intentions. This Tang Xinsheng is a master. Moreover, he did not look at Sung Ziong in the eye at all; it was to set up a plot to ambush Chu Yang!

Chu Yang wants to arrest him, he wants to kill Chu Yang too.

This is the only omission in Chuyang's plan. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)