Fighter of the Destiny

Old Man Tianji frowned slightly and said, What did you say?

I said... there is no such thing as fate.

Chen Changsheng raised his head, his eyes calm and firm: Then naturally there is no nemesis.

Old Man Tianji looked at him with a serious expression and said, Destiny is in the starry sky.

Chen Changsheng said: Then please figure it out first, and then tell me who I am and what I should do instead of letting me decide what to do.

There are not many things that I can't figure out clearly, and there are very few people, and you are one of them. Old Man Tianji's eyebrows suddenly showed a hint of vicissitudes of life, and he said, Because your teacher can hide Tianji, and so can the black robe. If this is their game, I really have no confidence in breaking it.

Hearing the name of the demon strategist, Chen Changsheng's mood became a little strange: ...Is this matter related to the black robe?

If what is expected is true, if you leave Xining and come to Kyoto, this is a conspiracy against the empress. Old Man Tianji didn't know whether it was because he spent too much energy in persuading him, and he seemed a little tired: I can't figure it out clearly. What they’re going to do, it’s definitely about you.”

Chen Changsheng was silent again.

He remembered what Xu Yourong said to him at night.

He remembered what Tang Tang said to him a long time ago in the Chinese Academy of Education.

That sentence, those words, and the original words of Old Man Tianji all pointed directly at his teacher and His Majesty the Pope.

I... won't cooperate.

These were five very simple words, but for Chen Changsheng, it took him a long time to spit them out from his lips.

Because this meant that he began to have some doubts about his teacher and His Majesty the Pope.

Perhaps the teacher and the Pope were using him for a greater purpose.

Just like how Hanshan set up a trap to seriously injure the Demon Lord this time.

He could handle it, but he didn't like it.

Once is okay, not too many times.

But... what if you were always part of this conspiracy?

What if you've been living in a conspiracy?

What if your existence itself is a conspiracy?

Old Man Tianji did not give up because of his answer, but asked three questions in a row extremely forcefully and even coldly.

Moreover, it is not over yet, there are still several questions hitting Chen Changsheng's face like cold icy rain.

If you are really Prince Zhaoming, why do Dean Shang and the Pope want you to enter Kyoto?

Do they think they can hide it from your Majesty's eyes? No, they are even deliberately letting your Majesty see you and pay attention to you.

Why? Do they just want to give you to the empress to be killed so that she can change her destiny?

Chen Changsheng, don't try to answer these questions, because when you see the answer, you will already be part of the answer.

While all this has not happened yet, leave, disappear, and don't let anyone find you again.

Chen Changsheng didn't want to listen any more.

He stood up, looked at Old Man Tianji and said, Actually, there is a simpler way to solve this problem.

What?

Kill me right now.

No, I won't kill you.

Why?

Old Man Tianji looked at him and said calmly: Because, I will not make a choice for the empress.

Chen Changsheng looked at him quietly and said, Then, please don't make the choice for me.

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the thick fog outside the garden without stopping.

Looking at his back, Old Man Tianji said with a bit of exhaustion: Disappear, just like Su Li did. This is the greatest kindness to the world.

Chen Changsheng stopped but didn't say anything.

He took a bite of the peach in his hand and walked into the fog.

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The fog gathers and the fog disperses, people go and people come.

Shortly after Chen Changsheng left, Xu Yourong took a boat to the small island in the middle of the lake and sat in the same seat as before.

Old Man Tianji said: Actually, before you and Chen Changsheng, there was someone who also sat here.

Xu Yourong said, Who?

Old Man Tianji said: Liu Qing.

Xu Yourong thought for a while before remembering the name.

I asked Liu Qing what kind of person Chen Changsheng is.

Old Man Tianji said: He thought about it seriously for a long time, and then said to me...Chen Changsheng is a good man.

A world-famous assassin actually commented on Chen Changsheng like this, which made Xu Yourong feel a little strange.

What about you? In your opinion, what kind of person is Chen Changsheng?

Old Man Tianji looked at her and asked calmly.

This question was asked too calmly, and the old man's eyes were too calm, as if he knew a lot of inside information.

No one knew how Xu Yourong was feeling. The white gauze fluttered lightly in the lake breeze, as if it was blending into the mist.

Her voice penetrated from under the veil, very soft and sure.

He's a real person.

Hearing these words, Old Man Tianji was slightly moved. He did not expect Xu Yourong to think so highly of him.

Thinking about what happened to Chen Changsheng in the past two years, he found that this evaluation was actually accurate.

It is indeed not easy to maintain a pure heart in this secular world.

Old Man Tianji sighed, and then said: Tell me, if Chen Changsheng returns to Kyoto, kill him without any further hesitation.

The first sentence is still praising, the next sentence is to kill.

The capital is covered with crowns, and everyone in the world wants to kill him.

It was very quiet in the garden, and the sound of the lake water lapping against the island shore was very clear.

Xu Yourong didn't speak, just looked at the old man.

The fluttering white gauze can cover her perfect face, but it cannot block her calm but tough gaze.

Old Man Tianji did not look at her, stood up, looked at the lake outside the mist with his hands behind his hands, and said with no emotion in his voice: If you don't want to leave, then take him away, use Baihe to use your childhood with affection, intention, no matter what The means are good, and the further you go, the better.”

Xu Yourong looked at the old man's back and asked, What exactly did you calculate?

Old Man Tianji did not turn around and said: He was in a coma for three days and three nights, so I counted him for three days and three nights. It was still foggy, with only a bright light.

Xu Yourong murmured: Bright light?

The light was extremely clear, just like Su Li's sword...

Old Man Tianji finally said: If he returns to Kyoto alive, my wife will die. How do you choose?

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Returning to the small building, standing on the railing and looking at the big lake in front of him, Chen Changsheng did not feel open-minded.

He thought about what Old Man Tianji said - leaving like Su Li was the greatest kindness to the world.

So, what about the goodwill of this world towards Senior Su Li? Where is the kindness towards me?

Leaning against the railing in the wind, he was silent for a long time.