"Sigh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Although drinking snake blood can make you immune to poison, and eating snake gall can greatly increase your internal energy, I don't need it, I don't need it, I don't need it. I won't go so far as to skin you and bleed you out, or cut open your stomach to take your gall …"
After telling the story of Hero Guo and Yang Longqi, Hei Xuan Dang was indeed scared out of her wits. Sun Lang had destroyed the snake's psychological defense, and he said amiably, "Then let's change to the story of the King of Fighters, okay?"
The snake beauty trembled as she protested, "You … Can you not tell stories about snakes?"
"Sigh, you're so troublesome." Sun Lang thought for a moment, "Hmm, then let's also tell a story about poisonous creatures.
There was a second generation emperor called Duan Yu, he ran very fast. Do you know why he ran so fast?
Everyone said that he practiced the Wave-like Subtle Steps, but I don't think so.
Practicing martial arts can only be counted as one's own effort, but a person's struggle also depends on the course of history … "
The ranger said with a serious face, "So I think that Duan Yu running so fast has to do with eating the Mang Gu Zhu Ha …"
This Hei Xuan Dang was indeed a beast, her wisdom was too shallow, she couldn't understand the true essence of the Shroud Technique, treating all of Sun Lang's brilliant ideas as vulgar words. She said weakly, "I don't understand what you're saying … Your storytelling skills are much worse than Master's …"
Sun Lang snorted, "Then tell the story of the Salt and Pepper Snake and the Yue Yang Spicy Snake …"
"… No!
No!
Let's talk about this!
Let's talk about this! "
"Tsk, so many problems …"
Watching the man and snake disappear into the darkness one after another, Lu Shu-jen tapped the cigarette ash, her face full of confusion, "I don't know why, but I feel like I've forgotten something very important …"
She turned to look at Zhao Yunlong, only to find that the world-famous General Zhao was leaning on the barrel of his spear, staring motionlessly at Sun Lang's departing figure, as if he had been abandoned by his master. Seeing this, Doctor Lu shuddered. "… Hey, hey, hey, do you really have to do this?"
Zhao Yunlong glanced at Doctor Lu expressionlessly. "It's hard to explain this kind of thing to an old woman like you."
"…" Lu Shu-jen gritted her teeth and said, "Do you want to fight?"
Great General Zhao's eyes lit up in an instant. She stabbed her spear into the ground and placed her right hand behind her back as she beckoned to Master Lu. "Come, come, come. I'll fight with only one hand!"
Lu Shu-jen was silent for a moment, then waved to Sima Ping. "Let's go. I'll take you to settle down."
Sima Ping glanced at Zhao Yunlong, then trotted to catch up with her new teacher, trying to adapt to the role. But when she looked at the gloomy and desolate Herb Garden, she still felt a burst of panic. "Are … are we going to live here?"
"Of course not."
Lu Shu-jen looked back at the Herb Garden, her former home. A trace of loneliness and sadness flashed in her eyes. She said softly, "Let's go to Sanwei Study."
On Sun Lang's side, he had already left the Herb Garden with Hei Xuan Dang, but he was still talking nonsense with this Orochimaru, telling him some horrible children's stories, impacting the other party's pure three views and young heart. "Ryo Lu Zhi, Orochimaru … Damn it, why are they all little Japanese.
Oh, then let's talk about Liu Bang's story … "
Hei Xuan Dang realized the similarities between these stories. "It seems that in the stories you tell, all the snakes have to be killed …"
"So it's like that …" Sun Lang thought for a moment. "Then let's talk about a story that won't be killed. How about the story of Xu Xian?"
"I can still feel a terrible malice coming."
"Tsk, your nose is really sharp …" Sun Lang said loudly. "How about the disaster of the python?"
"Not so good."
Sun Lang said angrily, "This won't do, that won't do, you can't expect me to tell the story of the boy python!"
"What is this?"
"… A pure fairytale."
Sun Lang coughed twice. After a long time of foreshadowing, he finally revealed his true colors. "You don't like listening to my stories. How about you tell me a few stories?"
It had to be said that the snake beauty was an inexperienced monster with very simple values. She was no match for a cunning and despicable human being like Sun Lang. Hearing his words, she walked into the trap like a fool. "I don't know how to tell stories …"
Sun Lang said kindly, "You're wrong. You have to know that art comes from life. Stories aren't made up. Instead, they are based on experiences. After a certain degree of artistic processing, they become wonderful stories …"
"That is to say …" Hei Xuan Dang asked in confusion, "You're talking about Ryo Luzhi, Orochi, and so on …"
Sun Lang didn't even blink his eyes. He said proudly, "Yes, I defeated Orochi with Iori Yagami and rubbed Mai Shiranui's chest by the way. I killed Ryo Luzhi with Zhuge Liang and rubbed Diao Chan's chest by the way …"
"Amazing!" Hei Xuan Dang praised, "… But why did you rub her chest by the way?"
"Because I like it, but that's not the point," Sun Lang said mysteriously, "So, do you understand?
You can tell your own story, the story of you and your master … "
"Well …" The snake beauty thought hard and then shook her head. "No, my master just whispered to me in snake language that I can't reveal anything about her and the Herb Garden …"
"Cunning, cunning …" But this was expected. Sun Lang rolled his eyes and came up with a plan. "No problem. Let's not talk about the Herb Garden and your master. Let's talk about other people's stories!"
The snake beauty asked in a daze, "Other people's stories?
Whose stories? "
"Anyone's stories," Sun Lang said in a relaxed tone, "Haven't you seen other people in your life?"
"Yes, yes …" Hei Xuan Dang counted on his fingers. "A fierce fat uncle, a crazy old woman, a bad guy with a fork … I know a lot of people!"
Sun Lang's smile became meaningful. "That's amazing. Come, let's talk as we walk …"
The San Wei Study was only half a mile away from the Hundred Herb Garden, but the difference was like heaven and earth … At least, Sima Ping, who had been worried the entire way, finally relaxed after stepping into the San Wei Study after being nervous for an entire night.
The night in the Sanwei Study wasn't gloomy, only tranquil. The small garden, the small flower bed, everything was exquisite and peaceful. Most importantly, it didn't have the desolation and silence of the Herb Garden … Here, there was the smell of people.
Lu Shu-jen closed the dark bamboo door and suddenly realized, "Not good!"
Zhao Yunlong turned his head in surprise. "What's wrong?"
Master Lu stomped his feet and said, "I miscalculated, I miscalculated. I only told the Black King not to reveal anything about me and the Herb Garden, but I forgot to tell her not to listen to anything Sun Lang says, and not to believe anything Sun Lang says … This is bad. She's so stupid. In less than half a day, Sun Lang will coax her into spilling everything …"
Zhao Yunlong shook his head and said, "Just this?
Even if you say it, it's useless … I advise you to give up and tell the truth. You'll lose sooner or later. "
Divine Doctor Lu said angrily, "I'm not like you. I'm not reserved at all!"
Zhao Yunlong looked at her with a smile that wasn't a smile, and then sighed softly. "I was reserved back then, and then?
I don't even know how I survived these two years. I could only practice martial arts, train soldiers, eat, and sleep without any free time. Because when I'm free, I'll let my imagination run wild. Once I think about it, I'll feel like a piece of my heart is empty … "
Lu Shu-jen was startled, and then sighed softly. "If you really want what's good for him, you should leave the Empire with him. Go as far as you can. Go to a place where no one knows you and never come back …"
"Why should I?" Zhao Yunlong said coldly, "He can stay wherever he wants!"
Sima Ping had already slipped into the house tactfully. She very sensibly lit up the lights and cleaned the house, leaving the space for the two older women outside who had stories to tell.
The two heroes of the Celestial Origin Sector glared at each other coldly for a moment. Lu Shu-jen said softly, "Why bother?"
"Why bother?"
Zhao Yunlong said decisively, "The blood he shed and the pain he suffered back then can't be forgotten just like that.
Whatever the Empire owes him, it has to be paid back no matter what! "
Doctor Lu shook his head with a bitter smile. "You know, he doesn't really care about the extravagant lifestyle and the high salary."
"So you're just going to let it go like that?" Zhao Yunlong's expression gradually became as cold as ice. "So you want to let it go like that?
In just two years, how many people still remember him? How many people still mention him?
The Empire is tight-lipped about this, and those who know gradually don't mention it … Especially a bunch of heartless ingrates. They were indebted to him, but they put on such a front. Do they think that it's okay to just offer incense and kowtow during festivals?
To think that they can eat the delicacies. To think that they wear silk and satin comfortably … "
Lu Shu-jen saw the change in Zhao Yunlong's expression. Hearing her words, the bitterness on her face grew stronger. She said softly, "I see … I'm afraid this isn't your idea alone. You want him to take back everything that originally belonged to him …"
Zhao Yunlong said coldly, "Do you think this is wrong?"
"Yes … Yes … This is a matter of course."
Lu Shu-jen's eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness. After hesitating for a moment, she said softly, "I just feel that … the Celestial Origin Sector is indeed slowly splitting …"
Zhao Yunlong was shocked. "What?"
Doctor Lu said gloomily, "The War of the Celestial Origin Sector lasted for decades. Countless noble families were born and established, and many people were conferred the title of Marquis … The Martial Merits of the Celestial Origin Sector are extremely strong. But two years ago, we lost the leader who was nominally accepted by all parties, which planted the seeds of division.
The marshals each had their own mountain. They were not subordinate to each other and did not obey each other. In fact, there were already conflicts. The peace that came with the end of the war was obviously intensifying these conflicts … "
She took a look at Zhao Yunlong and said calmly, "The battle for the crown prince means choosing a side. Everyone has their own agendas, and division is inevitable. But apart from this factor … Just like you, there are people who want him to come back, but at the same time, there are also people who want him to never come back. There are all kinds of reasons. I can see that the enormous Heaven's Origin Sector is slowly collapsing. Everyone has their own plans.
"Moreover, General Zhao, perhaps what happened in the War of the Great Desolate Mountain might be beyond our imagination. It might even have caused a serious enough impact on the imperial throne that has lasted for hundreds of years …"
Zhao Yunlong asked in a low voice, "What happened?"
"I don't know. But I'm sure that … apart from Sun Lang, there must be someone else who knows."
Lu Shu-jen chuckled. "I wanted to figure it out myself. But now that he is here, maybe …"
She looked at the dark sky where a few stars were shining. "Fine … Let's take the risk."