The Sword Dynasty - 342. Chapter 341

Being able to defeat and being able to kill are two completely different concepts in the world of practitioners.

Since the battle on the Weihe River last year, Baishanshui has been frustrated again and again, as if Changling is really a city full of bad luck for her, but today, whether it is extremely peaceful, and the realm of cultivation is even higher.

“Congratulations.”

Ye Celen congratulated him softly, shook his head again, and said, “The big floating jail is not as simple as you think. It is not enough to kill Shen Xuan with light.”

“I can’t shoot.”

After a pause, Ye Ce looked at Bai Shanshui coldly, and then said: “I am different from you. I must ensure that I can stay in Changling.”

“I understand.” Bai Shanshui smiled slightly and said: “If I act, people won’t even be aware of the water in your life. I know I am not enough by myself, so I will look for the eldest lady of the Gongsun family.”

“Let’s call her the eldest grandson Qianxue. She owes me a life, a life of my senior brother.” Bai Shanshui took a deep breath and said, “She can’t refuse me.”

Ye Ce Leng turned his head calmly and said, “I hope you can succeed.”

“How many people are left who can stand opposite Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu?” Bai Shanshui smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: “If this can’t be successful, then you can only use Changling as a tomb and bury yourself here. Place.”

…

The sweltering heat is here, only a few minutes of shade in the early morning.

Because of the carriage of the Jianzong Minshan Mountain outside the Moyuan Gate, few practitioners passed by. Only the section of the courtyard where the Wutongluo residents lived, it became more and more lively and slowly turned into a vegetable market. .

Wang Taixu got out of the carriage, looked at the bustling vegetable market over there, and shook his head involuntarily.

Only the young man in the garden could do this kind of thing to make a cold place like Moyuan so approachable.

Mo Garden has been in many times. At this time, many of the people in the garden who are in charge of daily life are also his cronies, but this time Wang Taixu’s face is extraordinarily solemn.

He walked straight through the courtyard with unobstructed views, and walked into the small courtyard where Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue lived in the deepest part of the Mo Garden.

When he saw Ding Ning who was waiting for him, he frowned and said, “Even the letterhead is unsafe…what is it?”

“Another day has passed.” Ding Ning looked at Wang Taixu’s white temples, raised his head slightly and looked at the newborn sunrise with emotion, and then slowly said: “I want you to go to Yanchao Shangdu.”

Wang Taixu raised his eyebrows slightly, without words, just looking at Ding Ning.

Ding Ning slowly stated the content of the dialogue between Geng Ren and himself, including the words that he had made the decision for Wang Taixu without his consent.

After Ding Ning finished speaking, he looked at Wang Taixu and said at last: “This sounds like a deal. I used you in exchange for my benefit, but you know that’s not the case.”

“I will prepare.”

Wang Taixu couldn’t see any extra expressions on his face. He looked at Ding Ning quietly and said, “Since the letter paper is not safe, I will try to leave a person in Changling. But it might be useful.”

Ding Ning also looked at him quietly, and said: “After a goodbye, I don’t know when it will be.”

On the street far away from Changling, there was a group of gangs leaving Changling, with horses and wagons like dragons, and many people along the way were sending off. Various pastries and fresh melons were desperately stuffed into the chariot without money.

A drum trumpet sounded immediately, accompanied by faint cheers, even passed into the Mo Garden, and into the ears of Wang Taixu and Ding Ning.

Ding Ning frowned slightly and said, “What sound is this?”

Wang Taixu carefully discerned the direction, and said: “It is Song Ren, the general of the Tiger Wolf Northern Army. He was awarded the award and led his army to garrison outside the pass. He was known for his bravery before and was good at night attacks. He was known as General Ye Feibao. Now it should be an official march to leave the city and send off the whole city.”

Ding Ning pondered slightly, “Is Liang Lian’s confidant?”

Wang Taixu nodded.

“It seems that she is completely disappointed in him.” Ding Ning smiled faintly, “He should also be leaving Changling soon.”

There were some cold flames in Wang Taixu’s eyes, and he said, “He should have been seriously injured in the last ambush against Baishanshui.”

“Don’t think about handling this matter before leaving Changling. Since Zheng Xiu doesn’t want him to die, he just wants to send him elsewhere. Even if he is seriously injured, he will not be killed more easily than at other times.” Ding Ning saw what he meant, shook his head, and said, “And your thoughts are his thoughts. He will also want to deal with some unpleasant things before leaving Changling. You are different from me, I You are already a true disciple guarded by the people of the Minshan Sword Sect, and you are after all just a feudal hero. Killing you will not make Zheng Xiu more disappointed in him, nor will it change the fact that he left Changling itself, so you You must leave earlier. Taking advantage of this time to retreat will only make people think that you are avoiding disasters, but will not make people think that you are going to Yanchao Shangdu as far away as possible.”

“You never missed what you said before, so I will leave soon.”

“The person I left behind is called Bai Nanxi. His shoes are different from others, others can’t tell them, but I believe you can.”

After speaking these two sentences to Ding Ning, Wang Taixu stopped staying any more, turned around and left quickly.

It takes a lot of time for a character like him to leave Changling.

“Liang Lian is what you said, the one who betrayed Li Guanlan back then?”

Changsun Qianxue was like Ding Ning’s shadow, but when Wang Taixu’s figure disappeared from Ding Ning’s sight, she appeared behind Ding Ning.

But Ding Ning is very used to this.

He didn’t turn his head to look at Changsun Qianxue, but just nodded.

Changsun Qianxue looked at his back, but seemed to see through his body, and said coldly: “You want to take him to kill him before leaving Changling?”

Ding Ning did not deny, saying: “If you are in a remote place, if you want to kill him, you don’t know when and what month it is.”

Changsun Qianxue heard his somewhat depressed voice, and said: “But you just said that he is more difficult to kill than usual.”

Ding Ning sighed softly and said, “So I can only wait.”

“If there is a chance.”

He turned around, looked at the grandson Qianxue who no longer wanted to speak, and said seriously: “I will kill the palace lady named Rong first, because she is easier to kill.”

Changsun Qianxue was too familiar with Ding Ning. She saw some twinkling lights in his eyes, and she knew that some plans were brewing in his mind.

“Then keep waiting.”

“Waiting to be killed or murdered.”

“Anyway, I don’t want to wait any longer.”

She spoke three sentences in a row that was completely different from the usual, and then pressed her lips tightly, turned and walked back to her bedroom.

“Who wants to wait longer?”

Ding Ning sat down on the steps, silently looked at the direction of the distant sound, and muttered to himself: “Speaking of waiting…no one will have to wait for so long, and there will be no such painful waiting. ”

He was a little hard to understand why Ye Ce Leng hadn’t appeared in front of him yet.

…

While he was waiting in Changling City, Zhang Yi hurried along the border between Qin and Chu.

For some reason, the old nobleman who likes to wear black shirts promised that Xian Fu Zong would accept him as a disciple, but he did not make arrangements for his journey. Without formal customs clearance documents, it would be impossible for a Daqin practitioner like him to wear it. After passing through many capitals of the Chu Dynasty, head to the hinterland of the Yan Dynasty, which borders the Chu Dynasty.

When he detoured along the border between Qin and Chu, he finally encountered a caravan after spending a few days with meals and sleepless nights.

Strictly speaking, this caravan is doing legitimate business, but it does not belong to a large firm. Therefore, it cannot compete with those firms that trade with Chu in Chu, and cannot make a living. It only uses manpower and time in exchange for some meager profits. Through Qin Chu Some tea and satin horses produced in the Qin area were transported to the border areas of the Yan Dynasty. At the same time, they also collect some rewards, and take some Yan people who want to return to Yan Dynasty in Qindi along the way.

Because this kind of horse caravan is too small, it is unlikely that the Yan people brought back along the way are fugitives or other heavyweights. They are often just some veterans, handymen, craftsmen and the like who have been living in Qindi in the past. There are no powerful characters in such a caravan, only some warriors who are good at using swords and arrows.

So after discovering Zhang Yi’s identity as a practitioner, even though he didn’t know what kind of practitioner Zhang Yi was, the caravan easily accepted Zhang Yi.

After all, walking in the deserted border, the possibility of encountering horse thieves is very small, but you may not encounter some soldiers and bandits who pretend to be horse thieves to fight the autumn wind, and even some legendary beasts.

Riding in the heat is very uncomfortable, especially for some elderly people who are already weak.

So early this morning, an old man who paid some remuneration to let the caravan take the car back to the border of Yandi began to vomit.

Although the leader of the caravan had arranged for him to travel with the most docile horse, the old man still vomited.

In the summer, the unpleasant vomit not only covered the clothes in front of the old man, but also soiled the saddle of the old man’s horse.

Seeing this picture, except for the leader of the caravan frowning and throwing him a clammy cloth towel, everyone around the old man could not help covering his mouth and nose, trying to avoid as far as possible, but Zhang Yi was walking away. He went up, comforted the old man’s back, and started to wipe the old man and feed him warm water.