Chapter Eleven Asakusa Commoner Transforms into Dragon Shadow
Walking further to the eastern suburbs of Jincheng, you will enter the mountains. There is not even a post road. Because few people come, the wormwood that grows wildly after the rain has reached the knees. Looking from a distance, the already low Jinbie Pavilion looks like
To be buried by the long grass, appearing and disappearing.
This environment was perfect for a sneak attack, but Wei Moyan did not hesitate at all and walked towards the dilapidated pavilion in front of him with an indifferent expression.
Even if there was an ambush, he didn't think anyone could hurt him in the slightest.
"Pavilion Master Wei is really a very talented person and is so bold that he doesn't care about him. He goes to the wilderness all by himself to attend an appointment. Aren't you afraid of someone plotting a murderous plot?"
In Jinbie Pavilion, a man dressed in coarse linen sat on a stone chair, his dark, solid skin exposed. As he spoke, thatch kept flying in his hands, and in a short while he knitted a pair of extremely delicate straw sandals.
"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven, my life is not over, I will not die no matter where I go. But you help me without asking about right and wrong. If an upright person from a well-known family finds out, they will definitely say that you are a great traitor and an accomplice of a cult."
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced across the corpses deep in the grass, and Wei Moyan sat calmly opposite the man.
The fingers that were rough from long-term rubbing stopped, and his black and white eyes met Wei Moyan, whose face looked like he was only 30 years old: "I didn't do it to help you, but because I couldn't bear to see them killing indiscriminately and disturbing this place.
I also know that the purpose of Pavilion Master Wei's trip is to find a few people, including me. Brother Qiao has lobbied many times before, but I really have no intention of participating in worldly disputes, so please come back."
Sure enough it was him.
Wei Moyan picked up the straw sandals on the stone table and played with them. Every blade of grass was woven very finely and tightly. It was obvious that his hands were very strong and he was by no means an ordinary person.
"It would be a pity that such a good skill is buried in a small town. The ghost of Shao Jinhou was also a world-famous figure back then."
"Oh, no one has mentioned this name for how many years." Shao Jinhou sighed. When Qiao Feixue returned disappointed for the last time, he had guessed that Mr. Tian Jue, known as the dragon among men, would definitely come to visit him soon.
Back then, Shao Jinhou, who relied on his unparalleled Qinggong skills to travel all over the country, come and go without a trace, kill people invisible, and serve in the imperial court, was given the title of "ghost shadow". However, as the six years passed by, I still remember the ghost.
Who else is in the shadow? They all thought that he had become a victim in a fierce palace battle. Only Qiao Feixue, who met by chance, recognized him through a casual encounter and was devastated by his miserable experience.
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"Did you know there was an ambush here?"
Shao Jinhou nodded: "I have been hiding in the dark since you entered Jincheng. I didn't write the note, but I know that the person who wrote it has led a group of people to the eastern suburbs."
"So you followed them to Jinbie Pavilion. But I don't understand, why did you kill them if you didn't want to get involved in the world?"
His eyes, unable to read any emotion, were deep and dark. After looking at each other for a moment, Shao Jinhou had no choice but to give up.
"I wasn't the one who made the first move. They were afraid that their plan would be exposed and they wanted to kill people. I was just trying to protect myself."
"I don't think so." A sneer appeared on the chiselled face, and the Poyue Pavilion Master's unique cold voice was gentle but sonorous, "Normally, it would be easy for you to hide your whereabouts with your Qinggong skills. Since you have so many victories,
Judging from the few results, these people's martial arts are not superior. Why would they discover your whereabouts and try to silence you? Also, if you can just leave after killing people to protect yourself, how can a hermit who doesn't want to be born do this?
Are you leisurely knitting straw sandals and waiting for me to arrive? You have been keeping an eye on us since we entered Jincheng, which means that you intend to contact me. If your guess is correct, you were unwilling to agree to Qiao Feixue because you were afraid of not being taken seriously.
You want to test my sincerity, right?"
Sensitive, meticulous, and thoughtful, his true intentions were revealed in just a few words. Shao Jinhou couldn't help but look at this young overlord with admiration and looked at him carefully from head to toe.
Not to mention his appearance, the arrogance exuding from his body made Shao Jinhou think highly of Wei Moyan. He was calm, sharp, cautious, indifferent and unruly. He seemed arrogant and conceited, but he exuded the feeling of a king who ruled the world everywhere.
the wind.
It is not an exaggeration to call such a man a dragon among men.
"Pavilion Master Wei, what is your purpose in unifying the martial arts world?"
The jet-black figure stood with his hands behind his back, and the snow-white sword in his hand looked particularly clean and deserted in the sunlight.
"The position of alliance leader belongs to the Wei family, I just took it back. Not only the martial arts world, but also the world will belong to me - I will use it in exchange for what I want most."
"Oh?" Shao Jinhou was very interested in his answer. What would he exchange for the world's power? How many people have spent their whole lives trying to gain the position of hegemony, but the person who is most likely to be at the top said that there is something more important.
s things.
He is the apprentice of a foreign master and the only son of the former martial arts leader. He wants to be famous; he is the leader of the Poyue Pavilion who has suddenly emerged. He holds the power of the world and is still expanding. He wants to be powerful; the Poyue Pavilion he rules
The twelfth branch of the Pavilion monopolizes most of the local taxes. It is a large business and a small business, and it requires money. He has a descendant of the Baiyue royal family, both civil and military, and an unparalleled beauty. Zixiu, who wants beauty. In addition to these, there are also
What does he want? Immortality? Ascension to immortality?
Shao Jinhou was amused by his own thoughts. How could a young king who has a thorough understanding of people's hearts and minds have such absurd thoughts?
"Well, what you want is probably not something ordinary people can understand. Besides, even if I ask you, you may not be able to give me an answer. As you said, I don't want to live in seclusion and remain unknown for the rest of my life. I'm just waiting for someone who is enough to make me surrender.
A person appears, a person with enough power to change the world and subvert the world."
Originally Kong Wu's Shao Jinhou stood up slightly higher than Wei Moyan, but the next moment, the former could no longer be seen from a distance.
A muscular man in coarse linen clothes with naked eyes knelt on one knee, his eyes were clear and extremely pious, and his loud voice rippled in the breeze.
"Marquis Shao Jin is willing to join Lord Po Yue and be driven by Pavilion Master Wei in this life, even if he dies. If this oath is violated, he will fall into the endless hell after death and never be reincarnated!"
In a frustrated and difficult situation, when you meet a master who doesn't care about the past and only values your own ability, and who is so talented and unparalleled in the world, what else can you ask for? Wei Moyan's arrogance and strength are as if they were born in heaven, and God must have destined him for it.
, this man will become the commander-in-chief of the heroes, and write a glorious and unique legend with killing.
If you can write a single ink mark under the legend, your life will not be wasted even if your brain and body are messed up.
"There is no position available for you at the moment, but your strength is enough to serve as the deputy hall leader. There are two options, one is the deputy hall leader of Taiwei Hall, and the other is to be nameless and just my follower. You can choose for yourself.
." The master of Poyue Pavilion, who had obtained an outstanding subordinate, showed no joy on his face and remained as calm as usual.
With no choice, Shao Jinhou resolutely said: "I would rather become a shadow beside the Pavilion Master - and Shao Jinhou will never be inferior to a woman."
The meaning of these words is obvious: with Xia Qingluan as the hall master, he, Shao Jinhou, will never serve as the deputy hall master. It would be a great insult to him to take orders from a woman.
Wei Moyan turned around and faced the direction of Jincheng, a charming poisonous flower blossomed into a smile on his lips.
"Don't worry, she will no longer be the hall master soon."
After unifying the martial arts world and subverting the country, she will shed all her identities and only be his beloved wife for the rest of her life.