Regarding her daughter’s analysis, or view, Jing Salamander did not particularly approve of it.
She shook her head, with a bit of disapproval on her cold and beautiful face, "This may be true, but there is no need to think too much."
"Maybe it's just because everything has been made clear to both parties, and Zhao Gao can act more without scruples."
"For a killer, if he wants to get a chance to kill with one hit, he must first obtain enough information to judge the opportunity."
"This kind of assassination can be regarded as a way of testing."
"Anyway, for Luo Sheng, except for the final reaper, all the killers consumed in the front are not human beings, they are just consumables. There are too many."
Obviously, the idea of the Frightened Salamander is actually closer to the simple killer concept, without too many twists and turns, but it is also possible.
Ayan's fine and slender embroidered eyebrows frowned slightly. After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, he still shook his head and denied his mother's suspicion.
"Perhaps..." she whispered with some uncertainty, "the real target of this operation is not Brother Fusu..."
When Jing Salamander heard this, he immediately guessed that his daughter must have some extra clues.
Although some of Ayan's behaviors made Jingyu feel that her daughter was a little worried, she always knew in her heart that her daughter was much smarter than herself.
"Ayan, have you thought of anything?"
Ayan shook his head hesitantly, "It's not clear enough, just a little bit of Mohu's idea... missing some key points."
"..." Seeing that my daughter was really interested, Jing Salaman didn't ask any more questions, and comforted Ayan by the way, "It doesn't matter. If you don't expect it, you won't expect it. The trap will always reveal its flaws."
Jing Salamander smiled at his mother when he heard this, and then shook his head, not knowing what he was denying.
"Speaking of which, there is another thing that worries me even more." Ayan's pink lips opened and closed slightly, and he murmured, "Luowang rarely has tasks that even a person like me can't understand at all... that task
What is the goal?"
"If it's a big operation, you should be able to detect some clues from the flow of people, right?" Jingyu, a senior killer, put forward an effective suggestion.
However, Ayan had already predicted his mother's suggestion, nodded and said, "I have asked someone to check, and apart from the Songhai generation, there is only one large-scale manpower transfer in Luowen recently - Dongjun."
"Dongjun...Dongjun..." Jingshao repeated the information provided by his daughter, and after a moment he hesitated and guessed, "Could it be that he was going to the farmhouse?"
If there is anything special about Dong County, it is that there is only one thing: Daze Mountain, the headquarters of the farmer, is nearby.
After thinking about it, Jing Salamander found that the only people who could be targeted in the snare were farmers.
"Perhaps..." Ayan was noncommittal about this speculation, and just murmured softly, "Luo Wang has been involved in the farmer's family for a long time, and it is normal to have an attack at this time, but..."
"Just what?"
"No, it's nothing, I just feel a little too passive." Ayan shook his head and replied with a smile.
Jing Salamander looked at his daughter standing in front of him, who looked like but not like him, and comforted him again, "Don't think so much, just focus on our real goal now."
"As for the rest... Gu Xun will solve it. He has never been a person who likes to passively accept attacks."
"But father..." Ayan paused, and then asked, "As far as I know, the power of Quicksand has been shrinking during this time."
Sometimes Ayan doesn't understand his young stepfather. The power of Quicksand can obviously suppress Luo Wang, but he keeps shrinking.
If he wanted to be low-key and restrained and not attract attention, his own acting style would be too high-profile and conspicuous, and he would be too close to the emperor.
Jing salamander patted A Yan's arm and said firmly, "Just believe in him... He has never lost."
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Xiaoshengxian Village, Back Mountain Bamboo Forest.
The bamboo forest is where Xunzi lived in seclusion and repaired, and his cabin is located inside.
But in the bamboo forest, there is not only a wooden house that can be used as a bedroom, but also a chess room that can be used to entertain guests, but it is mostly used to play chess with others.
For Xunzi, who retired and lived in seclusion to cultivate his moral character, playing chess was his biggest hobby.
After all, he is still essentially a professional troll who trolls hundreds of people. His nature is not so easy to suppress. There must be some way to vent.
Playing chess is an excellent way to express Mr. Xun’s aggressiveness without causing any real harm to others.
Of course, Xunzi is not the type who loves to play and is good at playing. His chess skills are so good that no one in the entire Little Sage Village can beat him. Even Fu Nianyan and Lu lost more than they won in front of him.
, only when Han Fei was still around could he enjoy himself.
It's a pity that Han Fei died later.
But it didn't matter, Zhang Liang later entered Xiaoshengxian Village to study.
Master Xun’s situation of being alone and seeking defeat was broken again.
No matter whether Han Fei or Zhang Liang plays chess with Xunzi, the victory or defeat is decided in a split second. It is basically a 50-50 draw. If you win a game, you will lose a game.
But whether this is because the two sides are equally good at chess, or for some other reason, it’s up to the beholder to be wise.
To say that Xunzi had no idea would be to underestimate the Seventh Pre-Qin Master, but he didn’t care about the truth.
Whether others say that he, Master Xun, relies on his elders and bullies his younger generation because of his status, or that Han Fei or Zhang Liang are too flattering and flattering, he doesn't care, as long as he is playing chess very well.
He also understood the reason why Han Fei and Zhang Liang deliberately gave up the game - as juniors, there was no need for them to compete with their teacher/uncle.
They play chess with Xunzi not to win, but to entertain their elders, and achieving the latter is the most important thing.
Xunzi felt that he should have reached this state long ago.
Of course, that's what I say, but Xun Fuzi's chess ability cannot be underestimated. No one can say that his level can crush him, and Zhang Liang is no exception.
Therefore, he is not always able to ensure that the chess game is 50-50. Sometimes when fighting breaks out, the direction of the chess game is beyond his control.
However, the game of chess he played today was completely under control, but it may not be so in Xunfuzi's eyes.
He felt that today he undoubtedly played a hearty and enjoyable chess game with his nephew... Unfortunately, he lost only one piece.
The chess game is over, but the impact of this game is still there.
This is the first time Xunzi has seen the routine of today's game of chess. It is very new and at the same time, he also wants to figure out a way to break the game, so he has been sitting alone in the chess room studying it, but he has no clue for the time being.
It was under such circumstances that the first actor, Yan Lu, appeared on the stage.
Lifting the bamboo curtain at the door, Yan Lu walked into the chess room as quietly as possible without going deep.
The noise caused by the bamboo curtain still alarmed Xunzi, who was deep in thought. The old man who was immersed in it glanced at him impatiently, and then ignored him.
Yan Lu didn't care either. His uncle, who was addicted to chess games, would never take the initiative to talk to anyone... unless you could play chess with him. Of course, you must be better than him.
Xunzi is already very familiar with Yan Lu's level. If he really can't find anyone to play chess, he can be a reluctant substitute. Now that there is a wonderful chess game for him to ponder, there is no need to pay attention to it.