Chapter 700 Delay
“Master Magistrate.”
Hua Wuying walked into the tea room and bowed deeply.
Wen Renjun was sitting in the tea room, brewing tea to himself. When he heard the call, he turned his head and glanced, then frowned suddenly and pinched his nose.
“Are you Wuying?”
He frowned and said, "What's going on? Why are you so thin and smell so bad? What have you been doing? Have you not showered in a few days?"
"Sir, don't worry about this for now. "
Hua Wuying closed the door with his backhand. The sunlight was blocked, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the backlight: "Master...Jiang Baichuan, right here."
"What. ? ”
Wen Renjun turned pale instantly: “Where is it?”
"My lord, don't be surprised." Hua Wuying said softly: "Don't speak out either - his situation at this time is rather special."
In Wen Renjun's surprised and uncertain eyes, he sat down and slowly He poured tea for the other party and at the same time, he began to tell.
Hua Wuying is a very honest person. Since he wants to say something, he will naturally tell everything and will not hide anything.
From that day when the library was preparing books and practicing swordplay, to when Jiang Baichuan appeared, Jiang Baichuan refused to let him leave and forced him to stay in the library to practice swordsmanship until today.
"He is not mentally stable."
Hua Wuying lowered his eyes and said sadly: "I think now is the best time to round him up."
"Okay, okay!"
Wen Renjun listened, with a look on his face The look of surprise has long since disappeared, replaced by a hidden ecstasy!
Suppressing the joy, he took the teapot from Hua Wuying and took the initiative to pour tea for him: "My dear nephew, then, I still have to rely on you."
Hua Wuying looked down at the gradually filling tea cup and asked, "Master Magistrate, what do you need me to do?"
"Hold Jiang Baichuan."
Wen Renjun smiled and said: "I will inform Mingjiange as quickly as possible. Luoyi is not far from the capital. It can take as short as one or two days or as long as three or four days. They will We will arrive and lay a dragnet here - then you will be considered a great contribution."
"..."
Hua Wuying remained silent and did not speak.
"Haha, I know that my dear nephew, you must be reluctant to let go."
Wen Renjun took the initiative to bend his body forward, picked up the cup of tea, and handed it to Hua Wuying: "But Jiang Baichuan is no longer the Jiang Baichuan he used to be. He is still pretending to be your master and teaching you swordsmanship. He is just Caused by his memory confusion. "
"Once he regains his memory, he will immediately turn into the murderous demon again - how many bloody and tragic events will there be? "
"My dear nephew, it is your duty to do this."
Hua Wuying looked at the cup of tea handed to him. The tea was slightly swaying and rippling.
After a while, he took the tea cup and drank the tea in one gulp, as if he was drinking a glass of strong wine.
The smile on Wen Renjun's face grew wider.
With a local sound, Hua Wuying put down his teacup, stood up and pushed the door open.
Why did Wen Renjun come here today? It's not important anymore, not to him or to Wen Renjun.
As long as Jiang Baichuan is captured or killed, everything else is just trivial matters.
Hua Wuying knew that he still had junior brothers and sisters to protect, and he also had to carry the future of Xuanmeng. He also had a dream to fulfill, a dream left to him by his master.
That master who was as white as snow and as gentle as jade...
With a creak, the door to the library was pushed open by him.
In the shadow, the outline of Jiang Baichuan's body is still there, the dark outline towering like a demon statue.
Hua Wuying closed the door with his backhand, trying his best to keep himself calm: "Master."
"You came back very quickly."
Jiang Baichuan Gujing Bubo's voice came from the shadows: "Can you tell me why Prefect Wen said that I am a demon?"
Hua Wuying's pupils shrank sharply!
He heard it!
Did he hear everything he said to Magistrate Wen? !
Yes... With Master's level of strength, if he really wants to hear it, how come he can't hear it?
A clang!
A tattered, rusty long sword was handed out from the shadows and came to Hua Wuying in an instant! The tip of the sword stopped just in front of his eyebrows. The cold sharpness almost pierced into his brain. A drop of blood seeped out unconsciously, but Hua Wuying did not give in at all.
He just stared at Jiang Baichuan with complicated eyes.
Jiang Baichuan held up the long sword he got from nowhere, his eyes cold and violent: "Wuying, are you betraying me?"
"No, Master... you betrayed us."
Hua Wuying said in a harsh voice, "Do you really not remember anything?"
Jiang Baichuan frowned: "What should I remember?"
"Huh..."
Hua Wuying exhaled a breath, raised his heart, and showed a rare ruthlessness on his face: "Remember What? Remember that you are the leader of the Wulin Alliance and the leader of the Xiaoyu Pavilion!”
"Master, how many people have you killed while playing the role of a gentleman!"
"You taught us to be good people, to do good deeds, and to lead the world to peace and tranquility, and you are doing it yourself What?!”
He drank deeply and strode forward as if to vent his anger.
The tip of the sword that was pressed between his eyebrows retreated.
“You lied to us.”
Hua Wuying gritted his teeth and said: "How many people have died because of your family? Have you ever considered us? Your disciples all respect you like a god! The moment you were wanted, we all went crazy too! "
"Until today, Junior Brother Zhuang is still drinking every day. He used to never drink. "
"Junior Brother Yuan once said that he would write a biography for you, but then, one day, After leaving the hell, he tore into pieces the book he had devoted his efforts to writing for several years!"
"Junior sister Tian, do you still remember? She is an orphan you adopted - but do you still remember why she is? Has she become an orphan? Her whole family was killed by the Xiaoyu Pavilion killer! Master, how do you want her to spend the rest of her life? , gave me a second life, but then you took it all away with your own hands!”
"The day we entered the underworld, we already died once! And that knife was stabbed by you!"
As he spoke, tears filled his eyes: "Master, It was you who betrayed us!"
The sound of the sword sounded slightly, which was when Jiang Baichuan put away his sword.
"...It's me?"
He lowered his head, his voice swirling in his throat, a little unclear: "I am the leader of the Wulin Alliance, and also the leader of the Drizzle Pavilion?"
Hua Wuying pursed his lips, took a step back, and watched silently.
What will happen next, he is not sure.
But at least, if you want to delay it for a few days, you can't do it...
But just when he thought of this, Jiang Baichuan suddenly raised his head, and his voice became calm again: "Wuying, come on , learn sword.”
“What?”
Hua Wuying was startled: "Learning swords?"
"Yes, continue to learn swordsmanship."
Jiang Baichuan could not see a trace of joy or anger on his face, and said lightly: "You said it I seem to have an impression of it, but I can’t remember it, but it’s not important.”
"If all those things were really done for the master...then it is natural for Mingjiange to pursue the master."
Jiang Baichuan stretched out his hand to tie up his messy silver hair behind his head, and said leisurely: "Perhaps, when I taught you swordsmanship, my teacher could remember something and then escape from here."
"For Master knows that something is not right with me right now - but it’s not important.”
“Whether I become a demon, a ghost, or fall into hell in the future, at least for now, I will still teach you what I have learned throughout my life. You."
He said calmly: "Knowing the sword is a lifetime of hard work and cannot be lost."
Hearing this, Hua Wuying's eyes were full of shock, but in the end he was still. Calmness returned.
"Understood, Master."
His breathing gradually calmed down: "Let's continue."
(End of this chapter)