Chapter 390

Looking at Liu Zhiyuan's dejected look, Zhao Jue also sighed. Fortunately, he was still clear-headed and listened to what was said, and did not insist on his own way.

So Zhao Jue stopped talking and threw a look at Qinglong and the other two, indicating that they should clear the way in front. Then he bent down to pick up the bamboo hat on the ground and handed it to Liu Zhiyuan.

Comforted: "Don't be depressed, it's not the end of the road yet. Let's go now, it's not too late."

"Okay, let's go." Liu Zhiyuan took the bamboo hat, nodded in agreement, and followed the four people.

Pushing open the door, he walked out in the heavy rain. Qinglong explored the way in front, Zhao Jue and Baihu carried Liu Zhiyuan and followed behind, and Zhuque fell behind to cover the rear.

The five people evacuated in order and hurried on their way in the rain.

The heavy rain outside the deserted temple continued to pour, and several fires in the deserted temple were bright and dim, the dim orange swayed with the breeze, and the wall was occasionally flashed with fire.

Not long after Zhao Jiu and his group of five left, a white figure landed on the ground and walked into the deserted temple on the rain stains. In the flickering firelight, the person was cold and elegant, like a fairy.

It was Wangshu.

She looked around and saw corpses all over the ground and blood splattered everywhere, and she couldn't help frowning. She tiptoed to look for it, and finally sat down by the fire on the left side of the Buddha statue.

There was no way, this was the only place in the whole deserted temple that was slightly clean.

She gathered the fire and threw a few pieces of dry firewood left over from burning nearby into it to make the fire slightly bigger.

Just as Wangshu was roasting the fire, the sound of "pa pa" of stepping on water came from outside the door. She looked up at the door, and she couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

She was relieved when she heard the familiar voice, "Second Uncle, are you here?"

"I am."

After speaking, the tall and thin man walked into the deserted temple with his hands behind his back, smiled kindly at Wangshu, and walked to sit opposite her.

Looking at Liu Huanxiao, who looked relaxed, Wangshu's face was still as calm as water, but there was a hint of worry between her eyebrows. She looked around and opened her mouth repeatedly, but she was hesitant to speak, and her hesitation was obvious.

Noticing that Wangshu was a little abnormal, Liu Huanxiao shook his head and comforted her: "If you need my help, just ask boldly. We don't need to talk about different things."

Hearing this, Wangshu nodded, and after a few breaths of hesitation, he asked: "Liu Zhiyuan obviously just left not long ago, why don't you chase him and kill him?"

"The time has not come yet." Liu Huanxiao did not explain the reason, but just perfunctorily said with a hint of deep meaning.

"When will the time come? If Liu Zhiyuan goes to Beijing, it will be difficult for us to kill him again!" Wangshu was obviously a little anxious, and his voice was much louder than usual.

Liu Huanxiao still did not give a direct answer, but refused: "Go to Beijing if you want to, it's not a big deal..."

"Second uncle!" Wangshu stood up and said in a reproachful tone.

The impatience and confusion in his words were clear, but Liu Huanxiao remained calm. He waved his hand to let her sit down, and then he explained quietly: "What does Liu Zhiyuan's entry to Beijing have to do with me? I don't want to kill him."

"Well..."

He touched his chin and said comfortably: "It's not just me. My brother doesn't want to kill Liu Zhiyuan either. On the contrary, Hexi hopes that he can enter Beijing alive."

Wangshu's doubts became even more serious. With such a good opportunity in front of him, how could he hesitate and hesitate, watching the opportunity slip away in vain, and then perfunctorily saying "the time is not right"?

Such procrastination was hard for her to accept.

"Why?" Wangshu asked in a deep voice.

Faced with the pressure, Liu Huanxiao's expression did not change at all, and he remained calm, "Because those who rule the world cannot be limited to the benefits of one family, one clan, or one place, but must focus on the benefits of thousands of people in the world."

This is the truth, but Wangshu did not understand it at all, or she did not understand the meaning of Liu Huanxiao's words at all.

After pondering for a long time, the confusion finally turned into a sigh, "Okay."

The atmosphere returned to silence, and only the "crackling" sound of burning dry firewood remained in the deserted temple. The two sat opposite each other, each silently lowered their heads to warm themselves by the fire.

"Pah", "Pah", "Pah"...

The silence was broken by the sound of several footsteps outside the door, followed by the sound of chatting and joking.

"What bad luck, what bad luck, it's fine that I lost the person, but I ran into a heavy rain!"

"Don't whine, who can stop it from raining? Fortunately, there is a deserted temple not far ahead, hehehe, it's good to hide from the rain."

"That makes sense."

"Hey, why is there a flickering fire in the deserted temple? Is there someone there?"

"There are people, so why are we allowed to hide from the rain but not others? You are too overbearing!"

"Nonsense, I'm just reminding you, do you understand? Take your kindness for granted!"

The noise of playfulness continued, and the footsteps outside became louder and louder. Liu Huanxiao and Wangshu both raised their heads and looked at the door with vigilance.

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and eight or nine men of different heights, weights, and shapes walked into the ruined temple. Seeing Liu Huanxiao and Wangshu staring at them, they not only did not salute and greet them, but instead looked them up and down with extremely frivolous eyes.

After a quick glance, several people were quickly attracted by Wangshu's beautiful face. Except for the man dressed as a scholar, the others stared at Wangshu intently, and two or three of them showed joy on their faces and even whistled teasingly.

"Vulgar." Wangshu lowered his brows and cursed.

Liu Huanxiao was quite interested, his eyes wandered over several people, and the more he looked, the more obvious his smile became, as if he had found something interesting.

The burly man who fell behind the crowd was frightened by the look, raised his hand and pointed at Liu Huanxiao and cursed fiercely: "Look at you again, I will dig out your eyes!"

"Haha." Liu Huanxiao did not comment. Ignorant people are fearless, and he still has this bit of tolerance.

Unexpectedly, several people thought he was scared. So they ignored the advice of the man dressed as a scholar and stepped forward together to surround Liu Huanxiao and Wangshu.

"You are so lucky, you can be accompanied by such a beauty. It's a pity that you are not lucky enough to keep her."

"Go away, don't stop us from reciting poems with the beauty."

Faced with the arrogance of several people, Liu Huanxiao was unmoved, but raised his hand to slap away the hand on his shoulder. Scolding: "Didn't your parents teach you not to touch strangers' shoulders casually?"

"Hey you kid!"

Someone was about to start scolding, but heard Liu Huanxiao's tone softened, and asked with a smile: "Are you not from inside the Great Wall?"

The man dressed as a scholar next to him didn't want to cause trouble, so he quickly pulled a few people and responded with a smile and apologetic tone: "Please forgive me, young man, we are from outside the Great Wall and do business in Jiangnan. Brothers and I drank a lot of wine, and our words were disrespectful. Please forgive us."

The words were polite and restrained, but Liu Huanxiao not only did not respond, but instead sneered: "We don't mean the same thing when we say outside the Great Wall, right? Huh?"

"What do you mean, young man?" The man frowned and asked.

Liu Huanxiao stood up and stared at the man. "Haha, don't understand?"

"What I mean is: go back to where you came from!"

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