After a while, the judge said: "Why do you think so?"
Tang Zhao asked back: "Aren't you?"
The judge laughed, his voice changed into Tang Zhao's familiar voice, and said: "I am. I'm just wondering how you could tell?"
Tang Zhao let out a breath, he actually knew it in his heart and was not cheating casually, but even if he was 99% sure, he could not confirm it by personally admitting it. He smiled and said: "You can see it if you can see it. Don't you think your acting skills are exquisite, sir?"
It’s so perfect that no one else can see the flaws?”
The judge, that is, Xing Jidao: "No, no, no, based on my experience..."
Tang Zhao secretly complained: "You are really experienced."
"It doesn't matter whether the acting is exquisite or not. As long as the identity is well constructed, the first impression is dominant, and there are some minor flaws later, most people will not think elsewhere. Only one fatal flaw is revealed, which will make people suddenly out of the drama and make them suspicious.
The more you think about it, the more wrong you become. All the little doubts in the past are connected together, and the defense line collapses, and you can no longer hide it."
He touched the mask and said, "Of course, there are times when things go too long and you can no longer hide it. But the judge only showed two sides, and we only got to know each other for one night. Is there any big flaw?"
Tang Zhao understood what he meant and said: "So, I can't say that there is a flaw, but I did figure it out for a moment - didn't you also stop me from killing people in the dungeon before?"
Xingji said "ah" and stopped talking.
Tang Zhaodao: "Stretched out a hand from outside the dungeon door and grabbed the blade of my sword. I still remember that scene. Later in the grape courtyard, I took action again in anger, but you stopped me. At that moment, I felt like I had seen each other before.
.”
"Think about it carefully, who else in this world would stop me from killing someone? Especially for the first time, you grabbed my sword blade from the front, which is a rare action. Even if you have strong strength to support it, from now on
It should take real determination to grasp the blade of the sword head on! Even if my sword is extremely sharp and my flesh and blood are cut, I still have to stop me. With this kind of determination, besides Mr. Xing, is there anyone else in the world with this kind of determination?"
Xing Ji listened quietly. The black and white mask covered his expression, and his whole person looked like a sculpture.
Tang Zhao continued: "I won't go into details later. As you said, once you start to doubt something, no matter how you think about it, it's wrong. In fact, I still want to ask, what are you trying to do? You, the fifth-rank official of the imperial court, are really playing a pretend game.
Addicted?”
Xing Ji finally spoke, and his voice was as careless as ever, saying: "No, no, no, it's really not a game this time. In fact, I originally wanted to use my identity as a judge to teach you swordsmanship every night. As soon as I came, I felt that you
I have read some miscellaneous books since I was young, and I will definitely enjoy the adventure of having a master come to my house at night to teach you martial arts, and maybe your interest in learning will double."
Tang Zhao said "hehe" twice and thought: Actually, you like it, right?
However, he is right. If the judge, as a great master, could just find an excuse to teach him the skill of swordsmanship in the middle of the night, it would be really mysterious and exciting, and would suit the appetite of a young boy like him.
"Besides... I think since you hold that sword, the judge should teach you."
Tang Zhao said softly: "Is the judge really the owner of Quanjian? He has passed away? Was he originally the guardian of the Jiandi Division?"
The mask with clear black and white, the sword with clear black and white...
Judge.
Xing Ji said: "You are indeed smart. The judge is a swordsman of the Xie Zhi Sword, and he is also my old boss. This sentence refers to the judge's judgment, not a judge from the underworld. When I mentioned the iron-faced judge, the children didn't know whether to cry or not.
, those evil heretics are definitely going to cry."
Tang Zhao thought of Guan Lei who lost his temper after drinking, and couldn't help but feel silent.
Xing Ji's voice gradually became lower: "The District Prosecution Department back then was not what it is today. It said it was to eliminate demons and bring peace to the people, but in fact it harbored filth, bullied men and women, accepted bribes, and blackmailed the people. What kind of immoral things had they not done?
Even if you have any conscience after leaving the training camp, you will lose it after just a few days in the department. Only the judge is a ray of light."
"He is upright, upright, and selfless. He hates evil as much as he hates evil. If there is a drop of clear water in the muddy water of Jiandisi, it is him. Just because he is here, we people still have
With a heart of justice.”
"At that time, I first served in the hands of other governors, and I learned a lot of bad habits. I was confused and forgot about my original ambition. Later, I fell into the hands of the Lord Judge. Originally, he wanted to kill me, but later, he secretly
It was a mistake, but he saved my life. Later, I took the initiative to work under him and follow him. Infected by his virtue, I decided to become a righteous hero again."
"So he saved me twice, once with my life, once with my mind, reshaping my body and mind, and rebuilding with true kindness. After he left, I also left the Jiandi Division. I only recently returned to the Division at the call of the Lord. I was honored by the Lord.
, and put the Haechi Sword in my hand. Since I chose you as the sword user, I want to teach you in his capacity."
Tang Zhao said: "Then why did you give up later?"
Xing Ji said: "On the one hand, there was a mistake in the plan. When your swordsmanship failed and you suddenly appeared in front of me that night, it was actually an accident. I didn't originally intend for you to get involved with the Sumi Sword thing, but by some strange combination of circumstances, I ended up getting involved.
You took it over."
Tang Zhao said: "Yes, you are also a swordsman originally, and your inspiration may be stronger than mine, so you have no need for me."
Xing Ji said: "You are still stronger in inspiration. I haven't found your limit yet. You should be the strongest I have ever seen. But it's enough for me to find Lao Pingtou. It's a pity that I have such a good nature... I almost didn't have fun on the road.
If you take it off, you will almost kill someone with your own hands. Moreover, on the way, I gradually discovered... I am actually not suitable to play the role of a judge."
"In the beginning, I was just fishing in troubled waters by wearing that mask, and I could do anything. Then I met you, and the plan started, and I started to become a judge. When something happens, you have to think about it, what would the judge do when encountering such a thing? Yes.
How to say?"
Tang Zhao felt a little strange when he heard the words "Lord Judge" coming from behind the black and white mask.
"But the more I think about it, the harder it gets, and the more I do, the more mistakes I make. For example, how will he treat Sun Sheng, who has done many evil things and kills people like crazy? For example, will he put innocent young people in danger? For example, will he open the cell door without checking?
, let those prisoners kill people and set fires? Sometimes I know what he will do, but I still make other choices for the goal. And sometimes, I don't know what he will do, because I find that I don't really understand him.
"
"I went back that night and asked myself, in what way am I like the judge? Not only am I not like him, I don't understand him, I don't even respect him. I wear his mask and use his name, but I refuse to obey him even a little bit.
He chose to do some unjust things, but his reputation was damaged. If he has a soul in heaven, he will probably regret saving my life from the devil."
Tang Zhao said: "That will never happen. If the judge is as clear-eyed as you said, upright and selfless, he will never regret saving people's lives."
Xingji was stunned for a moment, then fell silent again.
After a while, he slowly took off his mask, revealing his young and heroic appearance. He handed the mask to Tang Zhao and said, "Take it, this is his relic. Wear it when you hold the sword. That's it."
It's like the Lord Judge is looking at you. If..."
He hesitated for a moment and swallowed the last half of the sentence.
Tang Zhao took the mask, put it away solemnly, and said, "Thank you, sir."
He asked again: "Then later, Mr. Ping also sent it to you on purpose?"
Xing Ji said: "Yes, since I can't teach you in the name of a judge, and things are too busy, I will choose another person to watch over you. Old Pingtou is very suitable."
Tang Zhaodao: "He is a swordsman, are you also a swordsman? Are you better than him? Otherwise, why would he listen to you?"
Xing Ji said: "Of course I'm not better than him. That old man was very powerful back then. Decades ago..."
Tang Zhaodao: "Decades ago?"
Xing Ji raised his eyebrows and said: "Ah, what did the old man brag to you? How many hundred years old is he? Not that old. He was still very active more than 20 years ago. Based on his age, if you ask him to call him grandpa
That’s okay, and if you go higher up, you’ll be like a senior.”
Tang Zhao grinned and said: "Oh, then he has lowered himself for a lifetime."
Xing Ji said: "Decades ago, he provoked an enemy and was seriously injured. He could never come out of the jar again..."
Tang Zhao was surprised again and said, "Can't you come out?"
Xing Ji said: "What do you think? He doesn't want to come out on his own? His state is very similar to that of the white-haired man. His body collapsed. He relied on the sword's stored sword intent to preserve the state of dying, but he could never escape.
No more opening jars. He is a 'man in a jar'."
Tang Zhao felt uncomfortable in his heart and said: "So that's it. I said his state was hysterical. I just thought he was lonely, but it turned out he was sad..."
Xing Ji said: "And his sword intention and swordsmanship are very easy to use, so many people are looking for him. The same goes for the white-haired man. His sword intention complements that of the old man Ping. He has followed him here all the way, just to get this sword intention."
Take it away."
Tang Zhao said: "Can sword intent still rob?"
Xing Ji said: "Yes, so swordsmen are very dangerous. There are dangers everywhere in the sky, on the ground, and in the world. But you can't take the sword's intention randomly, it will easily mess up your own sword intention. But Old Man Ping's sword skills are also very useful.
, like a piece of fragrant fat, no wonder he hid in the dungeon. I brought him out, recruited him in the name of the monarch, and promised to heal his wounds, so he naturally listened to the inspection."
Tang Zhao hurriedly asked: "Can it be cured?"
Xing Ji said: "Yes. He is the person that the Lord wants specifically. The Lord can naturally save him if he takes action."
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, sir."
Xing Ji smiled and said, "Why are you thanking me? I had a chat with the old man Heping, and he quite liked you. Although he listened to me, I only asked him to watch you practice your sword and give you some pointers. He was willing to take the trouble
I'm changing your martial arts skills just because I admire you and think highly of you. Don't think that he is all hypocritical."
After straightening out the twists and turns, and thinking about it carefully, Xingji tried his best to train him. His master, resources, and all kinds of experiences were all given to him. Whoever said that this was the official procedure of the land inspection company, Tang Zhao didn't believe it.
If Tang Zhao was cheating during this period, there were at least two cheats. One of them was his glasses, and the other was Xing Ji’s sincere training.
Except for his parents and Mr. Chen, no one in the world treated him better than Xing Ji.
Tang Zhao felt that this was not what Xing Ji was trying to do with him. If he really wanted to "get something", he couldn't do this.
A thank you is definitely not enough for a great favor. He may not be able to repay the glasses, but at least he can try his best to repay Xing Ji.
At this time, the vortex of the jar gradually subsided, and the shadow underneath was gradually absorbed.
There was only a ball of white soft mud left on the ground.
Xingji asked in confusion: "What is this?"
Tang Zhao observed carefully and suddenly said in shock: "No, it's Bai——"
Suddenly, the white ooze turned into a white light and sprang up, vaguely in the shape of a fish, except that the fish had a human face on its head——
White-haired man!
The human-headed fish was extremely fast, and it pounced on Tang Zhao with lightning speed, opened its mouth, and a mysterious wave sank into Tang Zhao's body.