But for going to the Yan Kingdom blatantly... Su Wen also felt that his head might be too strong.
After Emperor Yan's conspiracy against Daliang was foiled, a series of investigations have been launched.
According to some of the messages intercepted by Daliang's spies, Emperor Yan had a rough idea of what happened. He even knew what role Su Wen played in it.
Therefore, Su Wen's trip to Yan State at this time is not much different from sending someone's head thousands of miles away.
"We can't stay in Daliang City, and we can't go back to the academy..." After thinking for a while, Su Wen came to this conclusion.
"Manager Xu..."
Su Wen immediately made a list and asked him to buy supplies. He wanted to hide from the limelight.
"Find a secluded place and hide from him for a few years..."
Su Wen thought to himself. But he soon shook his head and was sure that this was a bad idea.
Long Aotian is very familiar with his aura and will definitely be able to sense his presence. Once he settles down somewhere, Long Aotian will come to him soon.
"This seal...can't be kept with me anymore."
Su Wen took out the seal given to him by Long Aotian and felt that it was a hot potato. But he had no idea how to deal with it.
Finally he found Nangong.
"What, you have changed your mind and are ready to stay in the capital?"
Nangong Dajue was surprised to see Su Wen come to his door. Just by looking at Su Wen's worried look, he knew that his idea would never become a reality.
"Is there such a thing?"
Just hearing about Long Aotian's incident, Nangong was also shocked: "Wasn't Guixu sealed by the lobster people? We humans can't come out, but let the lobster people come out first?"
Without waiting for Su Wen to explain further, Nangong said in a logical and self-consistent manner: "That's right, Gui Xu was sealed by them, so it will be much easier to find the exit."
"As for this thing..."
Looking at the seal in Su Wen's hand, Nangong's eyes were full of excitement: "If he can find you by following the seal...can we use the seal to set a trap and wait for him to fall into the trap?"
“The stall owner is really brave!”
Su Wen agreed with Nangong's idea, but he thought about it and said: "Long Aotian's strength is far superior to Cheng Zi. Even if his power is suppressed in the human world, he is at least at the level of Sequence Six. Can the inner factory have the same Sequence
A transcendent person, or a corresponding power?"
"...Uh, wait, the Long Aotian you are talking about is the high priest of the lobster people?"
Su Wen nodded silently.
Nangong pondered for a moment, then silently put the seal he was playing with back into Su Wen's hand: "I think it's most appropriate to keep this thing in your hands. You're right, you should go and avoid the limelight. I'll give you a
What do you think about me being an envoy to Yan State, or going to Jingchu to exchange poems and songs?"
The dark path of sequence six! Long Aotian!
He just learned from the information in the inner factory that this powerful man broke the arm of a Sequence Six strongman from the Dagon tribe not long ago. The latter fled in a hurry, Cheng Zi, the veteran Ya Shengtao Gauguin, and the Assembly Hall
Several big bosses took action at the same time to stop Long Aotian.
This battle broke out in the Sea of Tranquility, setting off thousands of feet of turbulent waves, destroying countless places along the coast. However, Long Aotian left safely, Cheng Zi was slightly injured, and many extraordinary people lost many extraordinary items. As for whether there was any discussion
The master was injured and his condition is unknown.
But from this battle report, it can be seen that Long Aotian's strength is far superior to that of human extraordinary people. It is simply a fantasy for the inner factory to set a trap to catch him.
"He couldn't have been at his peak when he first came to the world..." Su Wen corrected Nangong's thoughts: "If you want to kill him, you can only kill him now, the sooner the better!"
"Hey……"
Nangong sneered, turned back to the museum shelf and rummaged around cursingly, and finally found a small box and handed it to Su Wen: "Put the things inside to isolate the breath of the seal. If you can't isolate it,
Everything else is the same."
After a pause, Nangong continued: "Also... if you are really found by Long Aotian with this seal, maybe he can remember his previous friendship and not kill you, so that we can be saved.
Your chance, otherwise..."
Nangong sneered repeatedly.
Su Wen was speechless for a while. After the incident in the nest, Long Aotian probably only hated him to the core. It would be better if he didn't miss his old relationship. After all, it was probably all old debts that he had to settle with him carefully.
"Beiyan, don't go to Jingchu either. Go for a walk in the north. If that guy really comes to find you, you can escape into the grassland. That guy Sandao is causing trouble over there, so he should be able to hide you."
Nangong arranged a way out for Su Wen.
Su Wen was in a daze holding the seal and didn't hear clearly what Nangong was talking about behind him.
…
In a valley on Longxi Road, the night is dark and the evening breeze is blowing.
The bonfire was crackling, with a small grill set up above it, and a few steaks sizzling with grease. There was a small table next to it, with bottles and jars on it, all seasonings, and a pot of wine. It was very elegant.
.
Qingli picked up the brush, applied a layer of spices on the steak, took a deep breath of the aroma, picked up a piece of steak and took a bite, with a look of enjoyment on his face: "The spices given by junior brother are really good."
Taking another sip of wine, Qingli happily picked up a book and ate it while reading.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Qingli put down the book in his hand and looked forward.
A dark-skinned, lean man slowly walked towards the campfire.
"Can you borrow a place to rest for a while?"
When the man saw Qingli, he cupped his hands.
"Sir, please sit down."
Qingli nodded slightly, indicating that the man could sit at the table.
"There is wine and meat here, sir, you can help yourself." Qingli shared his food with the other party generously.
"Thank you."
The man's expression was dull, and he seemed not good at expressing gratitude, but the sharp look in his eyes was much gone.
Qingli had finished looking at this man at this time and was secretly surprised. The man had a restrained aura and was very tough. What was puzzling was that he had probably heard of the names of the famous extraordinary people in Longxi Road, but the person in front of him was very unfamiliar.
"Sir, is he a Confucian scholar?"
The man sat aside, took off a tattered cloak and put it aside. He did not move to get the food, but looked at the "Mencius" in Qingli's hand.
"Yes."
Qingli nodded in agreement: "It is true that he is a Confucian scholar, but his academic skills are not good, and there are many things that are difficult to understand about the meaning of the scriptures."
"There is no limit to learning, old man...I am also a Confucian scholar. I was enlightened by the books of sages...sages many years ago. I finally achieved a little success, but I have been living in a closed place for a long time. I don't know what my level of knowledge is compared to the world's knowledge."
How far apart are we all?”
As he spoke, the man took out a crumpled book from his arms.
Qingli just glanced at the cover and felt slightly confused.
"Whispering Language".
The handwriting is also very familiar. It is Su Wen's handwriting.
"Sir, you are from Longxi Road. May I ask you your surname?" Qingli poured a glass of wine for the man, then pushed the steak next to the man, gesturing to him to eat meat and drink, and chat slowly.
"No, I am... a person who travels all over the world, a tree without roots. My surname is Long, my first name is Aotian, and I am also called Lingyun." The man said his name calmly.
The person who came was Long Aotian, the high priest of the Lobster People. After leaving Guixu, he appeared in the barren mountains and ridges of Longxi Road, wandering around, and finally found Qingli by following the light of the fire.
As soon as he saw Qingli, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he had no doubts in his heart. He only felt that it was because the other party was a Confucian scholar.
Long Aotian has always had a natural affection for Confucian scholars. If the other person's Confucianism is consistent with his "Confucianism", he will even be cited as a confidant.
"It turns out to be Brother Lingyun."
Qingli repeatedly raised his hands: "I am Qian Qingli, whose courtesy name is Dumu. Brother Lingyun, you can call me Qingli or Dumu."
Qingli's expression remained the same, but her heart was turned upside down.
From the moment he sensed Long Aotian's aura, to the moment Long Aotian took out "The Whispering Language" and finally revealed his name, Qingli knew that the guy sitting opposite him was one of the most noble beings in the Lobster clan.
But he didn't reveal it, but pretended not to know the other party's identity and tried to find out the other party's purpose from his words.
"Brother Qingli..." Long Aotian also bowed his hands, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and suddenly said: "I have a question while reading "The Book of Whispers", can you help me answer it?"
"Oh, brother Ling Yun, if you have any questions, tell us and we can discuss them."
Qingli was on guard, silently estimating Long Aotian's combat power in his mind. He knew very well that Long Aotian's strength would be suppressed when he came from another world to the human world. If the two sides fought, what were his chances of winning? If he couldn't beat him, what would happen to him?
Where to go.
"'Zizhang asked about the way of a good man. Confucius said: If you don't practice your deeds, you won't enter your home either.' How should we explain it?" Long Aotian turned to a page, pointed to a sentence, and frowned in thought.
"..."
Qingli naturally knew how to answer, but he knew very well...the answer Long Aotian wanted was not the answer he understood.
"It would be great if my junior brother was here...he is the best at deciphering the saint's words."
After pondering for a few seconds, Qingli said: "Brother Lingyun, you might as well tell me about your doubts, so that I can discuss the meaning of the scriptures with you."
Qingli would not be so stupid and tell Long Aotian his answer directly.
After all, he didn't know whether the answer Long Aotian wanted was the true meaning of scripture or a fallacy.
"Eh... I secretly think that this means that when dealing with a blind person, if you don't beat him until he leaves no trace, and if you don't take the initiative to go to his house to cause trouble for his family, you can be said to be a good person."
Long Aotian pondered for a few seconds and gave the answer in his mind.
"……Well……"
Qingli touched his chin and sighed in his heart, as expected of Long Aotian, the words of a good saint could really be misinterpreted like this.
only……
Qingli frowned and said: "Brother Lingyun, my opinion is a little different from yours, but it may be because the environment is different."
"oh?"
Long Aotian had a humble attitude and said very happily: "It turns out that my dear brother has great opinions, please give me some advice!"