"By following the sky and killing fellow disciples, can you avoid fate?"
Yan Shou turned back to look at the others and asked, "Do you believe it?"
Wang Ji went to shake his head: "It sounds ridiculous."
Agong said: "I don't believe it either."
"Then why did they believe it?" Luo Ning asked.
"Because the so-called boss of Xuanshan really survived?" Zhao Yiyao frowned and said, "Maybe he is lying?"
Facing everyone's doubts, Chu Liang said slowly: "He didn't lie. Someone can testify."
"Who has such a big reputation?" Long Feicheng asked curiously.
Matters of life and death are no small matter, no one is perfect, and there is a possibility of fraud.
"Everyone in the world may lie about this matter, but this person will not, because he is extremely powerful and has a high position. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a land god. There is no need for him to lie about this matter..." Chu
Liang spit out another mouthful of blood, and then said, "He is the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Yin [yìn]!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, even Yan Shouyi couldn't help but open his mouth.
No wonder, no wonder people like Chu Liang believe so much in the Xuanshan opera boss. With the endorsement of the Celestial Master, is there any reason for everyone to disbelieve?
Chu Liang said: "Twenty years ago, the actor was about to die. Not wanting to die, he went up to Longhu Mountain and asked the Heavenly Master Zhang Yin for advice. However, the Heavenly Master said that there was no solution to the matter and asked the actor to go down the mountain to find another way out. After that, the actor
Then he disappeared, and everyone thought he was dead. But five years later, the actor returned to the world and took charge of Xuanshan. He summoned the successors of folk sects from all over the world and recruited disciples from all sects, which led to the current situation!"
"According to what the actor said, when he came down from Longhu Mountain, he was despairing of all thoughts and wanted to die. But later, an immortal came to him in a dream and told him how to solve the problem. So the actor made up his mind, followed the will of heaven, and killed his fellow disciples.
, the fateful calamity that was supposed to come, naturally disappeared, and not only that, he also took away the luck of others, not only extending his life, but also increasing his strength, which even Zhang Yin cannot deny!"
"Now, the actor is in charge of Xuanshan and has taken in some of his confidants, and I am one of them. Following the actor's instructions, we help each other kill members of the same sect who are close to Xuanshan, just to avoid the fate of ourselves or our descendants.
No more unnecessary disasters like five disadvantages and three shortcomings..."
After Chu Liang told such a story, Yan Shou let out a long breath.
He turned around again and asked, "Do you believe it?"
"Don't believe it."
"Don't believe it."
"I don't believe it either."
"You?!" Chu Liang stared at them with wide eyes, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.
It’s so irritating, these naughty kids are so irritating!
If they don't believe the actor's story, wouldn't they be questioning what Chu Liang and others have been working hard to do for so many years?
When he sacrifices everything for something, it is just a joke in the eyes of others. You can imagine how heartbroken Chu Liang is now.
Yan Shou stood up, looked at Chu Liang condescendingly, and said calmly: "I can't do this kind of behavior that goes against my ancestors by killing my fellow sect members in exchange for an ignoble existence, so no matter what the actor's story is,
Whether it’s true or not, I won’t believe it.”
"But that's true!" Chu Liang argued.
"So what if it's true? You killed all your classmates. Don't you feel lonely in this world? Is there still hope for living? Every extra day you live is an extra day of guilt you endure. In such a tormenting day, you can still survive.
What's the meaning?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Chu Liang gritted his teeth: "Living is meaning, and dying means nothing."
"There are always some things in this world that are more important than life."
Yan Shou's faint words were like a big hammer, hitting Chu Liang's heart hard.
Everyone also stared at Yan Shou, with indescribable admiration in their eyes.
Even the magician He Xiping, who had just made friends with Yan Shouyi, was stunned in place.
Yes, there are always some things in this world that are more important than life.
Relatives, lovers, friends, children.
Maybe even a stranger.
Everyone can't help but think about what is more important to them than their lives.
Even Chu Liang recalled it instinctively.
What frightened him was that the first scene Chu Liang recalled was when he was with his master, the paper-maker Bonan.
Chu Liang was still young at that time and was taken care of by Bonan everywhere. For Chu Liang, although Bonan was not his biological father, he was better than his biological father.
That memory is Chu Liang's best memory.
Until they picked up A Gong.
The memory began to become unpleasant. Bonan divided all the things given to Chu Liang into two halves, one half for Chu Liang and the other half for A Gong.
Chu Liang could tolerate all these things, but the only thing he couldn't tolerate was that the master passed on the true skills of paper-making to Agong instead of him.
Why, why does it become like this?!
Could it be that after so many years of following me, I have never been recognized by Master?
Agong, how could he be so virtuous as to take away what originally belonged to me!!
When he thought of this, Chu's conscience felt unspeakable pain, and he even became so angry that he spurted out another mouthful of blood.
Yan Shouyi's expression changed slightly and he whispered to Wang Jichang:
"The incision you made to bleed him was too big. He will lose too much blood."
"Isn't that right? Just let him die in such pain." Wang Ji was determined to kill Chu Liang.
Yan Shouyi said nothing more, because Chu Liang had done many evil things and killing him was inevitable, and this would not change.
"Master...Master..."
At this time, Chu Liang began to murmur about Master and talk some nonsense.
"His mind is beginning to become confused and he will die soon," Luo Ning reminded.
A Gong looked at Chu Liang, looking at this senior brother who took good care of him in the past, and recalling every detail of those years, he couldn't help but sigh.
He squatted next to Chu Liang and whispered:
"Master treats you like a son. He doesn't want you to go down the road of paper-making man's death, so he passed on his true skills to me... To put it bluntly, senior brother, you are master's son, and I am just the inheritor of paper-making man.
That’s all.”
"Master, Master..."
I don’t know if Chu Liang heard what A Gong said, but he still kept calling Master.
When people have a premonition that they are going to die, they always call out the most important person.
This is also the reason why A Gong relented at the last moment.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chu Liang finally died due to excessive blood loss.
Wang Jixiang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to let go of his hatred.
He patted A Gong's shoulder and said, "Let's dig a hole nearby and bury him."
"Well, thank you." A Gong nodded.
In fact, Agong and Chu Liang are just like Wang Zhilai and Wang Jiquang.
It's just that their paper-making master, Bonan, didn't think of dividing the paper-making ability into two and letting the two brothers face the disaster together. Instead, he chose to give death to A Gong and life to Chu.
good.
After all, Bonan still loves Chu Liang more, but I wonder if Chu Liang can understand this feeling when he is dying.