Chapter 296 (2/2)

These big figures and their own subordinates all expressionlessly sat under big umbrellas at the entrance and end of the alley. No one knew the situation inside Old Brush Pen Shop, so no one went towards the shop.

Some people had long noticed that a freak in a tall hat was sitting and a very fat young man was standing beside that grey wall. However, after knowing their ident.i.ties, no one dared question it.

The time was flowing little by little and stars filled the night sky. Li Qingshan slowly walked from the entrance of the alley and greeted a bow with hands folded in front to both of them. After that, he, like the two men, just silently looked at the closed door of Old Brush Pen Shop too.

Sangsang didn't know there were so many supermundane mighty people and secular bigwigs surrounding Old Brush Pen Shop. On one hand, she just closed her eyes or wanted to sleep, because she thought falling asleep could relieve her. On the other hand, she thought if her young master knew the main culprit who should be responsible for the death of his whole family was sitting in the courtyard of the shop, would he be very sad?

Sangsang just thought of it between waking and dreaming, and then she saw her birth parents in a dream.

Sangsang had no idea who her parents were, and she was very curious about or missed the feeling. After all, Ning Que was just four years older than her, so it was hard to completely replace the role of parents.

Finally, she encountered an old man in Chang'an, whose cotton-padded jacket was tinged with Hot and sour noodle slice soup. She felt the old man was naturally close to her. She could see the unreasonable and unconditional love in his eyes, just like Ning Que's love for her. Therefore, she thought she met the same existence as parents. Later, she began calling him teacher.

Sangsang woke up with a start and her cheeks were a little wet.

Silence occupied the whole night, just like a gradually-dying oil lamp. Outside the shop door, the morning light was getting brighter.

”The Divine Hall didn't dispatch people here, and you know the Tang Empire's work style.”

Master Yan Se said with a sigh, ”We can't kill you by the cavalry troop in the city. If people like us wield our strength, it will only cause many innocent deaths and sufferings to others. However, it's impossible for the imperial court to let you leave, so it's a deadlock now.”

The old man kept silent. He clearly knew that since he was found by Tang Empire today, it definitely wouldn't allow him to escape again. He was the miraculous and powerful Divine Priest of Light. However, he would still be trapped at last, if the strong empire used its all strength to hunt him and he didn't resort to the protection of the city and its ma.s.s.

”That year, I heard you said you had ever made a bet in that shabby abbey in the Kingdom of Song.”

Master Yan Se looked at him and peacefully said, ”Make a bet for life or death one more time. If you win, you can continue to look for the shadow of Nightfall. If you lose, you should leave your life in Chang'an, which is also a conclusion to the old thing that year and a consolation to those nearly one thousand innocent people who tragically died because of you.”

The old man still kept silent.

Master Yan Se looked at his eyes and suddenly said, ”Just bet with me for that female student of yours.”

After a deep thought, the old man stood up and said, ”Reasonable, admirable and worthy.”

There were three words in this sentence. The word 'admirable' was for Yan Se, who, in order to seek a chance to battle against him, was willing to give up the backup of Chang'an, a G.o.d-stunning tactical Array. In fact, as the controller of the array, Yan Se couldn't be beaten as long as he was in Chang'an. No matter how mighty his opponent was, the array could at least ensure his safety.

The word 'worthy' referred to Sangsang. The winning or losing of the bet was relative to his life or death, but it was still worth accepting as long as it was for Sangsang. As for the word 'reasonable', it was actually the note for the word 'worthy': the old man was the light and he wanted to leave the light in Sangsang's world, so he should make a last but real luciferous choice.

In a word, all of this was for Sangsang. It might seem unreasonable for many people, but in this old man's eyes, it was very reasonable. Many people would think it unworthy, but in his eyes, it was very worthy.

Sangsang was a little handmaiden with black skin and yellowish hair. She wasn't good-looking, not to mention pretty. In addition, she looked very unimpressive and her character wasn't loved by others too.

People who didn't appreciate her would just consider her as a stalk of swinging barnyard gra.s.s which might die in the cold wind at any time. However, those that could really appreciate her would treat her like treasure. So far, only two people in the world, her young master Ning Que and her teacher the Great Divine Priest of Light, had been able to really appreciate her.

Therefore, after Prince Long Qing smilingly threatened her safety, Ning Que worriedly and silently tried to break the realm by Daming Lake, and then directly shot one arrow at this young and dignitary figure of the West-Hill and crippled him.

When Wu Dao made her unhappy and tried to hara.s.s her, the Great Divine Priest of Light, who gave up the yellow croaker on the table and went to the alley without any hesitation, directly and easily blinded the monk from Unknown Place.

The morning light came to Chang'an and then fell on Old Brush Pen Shop in Lin 47th Street.

Eventually, Master Yan Se and the Great Divine Priest of Light terminated their reminiscence and negotiation hidden in the word. They decided to break the deadlock by a simple way, which was also a conclusion to that history of over ten years.

The old hand slowly pushed the shop door. When the old man looked back, he found that Sangsang had been behind him.

She hovered between waking and dreaming the whole night. She had awakened immediately when she heard the slight sounds from the courtyard and had hurried over.

The old man silently looked at her and then suddenly asked, ”Want to have a look?”

Sangsang nodded frantically.

The old man glanced at Master Yan Se.

Master Yan Se laughed and said, ”To be honest, she's indeed the most suitable eyewitness.”

Looking at Sangsang' s little face, the old man smilingly said after a short pause, ”Bring that new urn. It hadn't been used for chicken tonic soup yet and isn't greasy, so it should be suitable for containing cremains.”

Listening to his words, Master Yan Se said, ”If you have an old urn, carry it too. You've earned a lot of taels of silver with my Chicken Soup Calligraphy, but I haven't even drunk the chicken soup you made yet.”

Sangsang lowered her head and said in a low voice, ”If both of you don't go outside, I will stew chicken soup for you today.”

The old man tenderly looked at her and shook his head. Later he looked at Yan Se and said, ”There's oil in the old urn, so the cremains would easily adhere to the wall.”

Master Yan Se gently waved his sleeves and walked out of Old Brush Pen Shop with loud laughter, ”My taoist robe is always stained with greasy dirt in my whole life, but I never avoid it. Do you think I will care about the thing that my cremains may be contaminated by greasy dirt after death?”

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