The old saying goes, “One hero and three helpers.”

Wen Shuo has always been recognized as intelligent and meticulous, and is best at judging people's hearts. But as the saying goes, one can't support one's own strength, and one's strength is limited after all.

Now, I was teaching my apprentices how to see clearly, how to position their choices in the world and society, and how to decide the path of life... I was immediately reminded by Jin Chirui's words of emotion.

It is an extremely important reminder!

The current Xuanmen River is not like the ones analyzed and judged by Jing Bai.

As the rivers and lakes have been withered for more than 200 years, the sects and sects are not as brilliant as imagined. Three two people become a sect, and four or five people are the families of the inheritance of Xuanfa, which means that the strength of the sects and sects and sects of Jianghu is much smaller than imagined. Therefore, most of the Xuanshi in the entire Xuanshi River and Lake have the great era of prosperity and revival of the Jianghu River and Lake, revitalizing the sect's momentum and shining the ambitions of Xuanfa in this sect.

This means that while everyone has great ambitions, even ambitions and courage, they must be extra cautious.

They will become sensitive, suspicious, and lack absolute confidence.

Because I was careless...

I can sacrifice my life, but the inheritance of my mysterious method has been cut off, which is a shame to my ancestors.

At this Xuanmen River and Lake Conference, Jing Bai wanted to practice the "right of the great way" and re-set the rules of Xuanmen River and Lake, kill Tang Quanbao to establish his authority. Although the idea is good, it does make some truths. It can force people in the martial arts world to be bound by morality. Even if they are hypocritical, they should act like they agree and support Jing Bai's righteous actions.

Even, there would be a Xuanshi like Jing Bai and Hong Shang who was indeed righteous, who stood up angrily to support Jing Bai.

But these are all inferred from the most basic morality and the situation in the world.

What will happen to reality?

Tang Quanbao had already known that Jing Bai was going to attack him and to treat him as the chicken that warns the monkeys and openly eliminated him at the Xuanmen River and Lake Conference...

How could Tang Quanbao, who was forced into a dead end and had no choice, sit still and wait for death?

But as Jing Bai analyzed, at the Xuanmen River and Lake Conference, no matter how Tang Quanbao argued with Jing Bai, since he did such a despicable and vicious thing, he was destined to be unable to take the initiative in public opinion.

Then, Tang Quanbao, who has lost the right time, place and people, will have a chance of winning to the extreme even if he fights back in the battle.

Couldn't Tang Quanbao think of this?

Of course he wants it!

So he will definitely find a way to save the downside that seems to be a foregone conclusion so far.

How to save it?

Wen Shuo has been thinking about this problem in the past two days, but he has never been able to figure it out. Until Jin Chirui's words just now, he suddenly thought of a way that was the only way that Tang Quanbao had.

This method may not necessarily guarantee that Tang Quanbao will turn defeat into victory, but at least, it will allow him to give it a try and have a chance to win!

That is, try to pull as many Xuanshi who came to participate in the Xuanmen River and Lake Conference this time into the water!

After everyone was covered in mud, who would still think who was dirty?

To die, die together!

No matter how powerful Jing Bai is, how many people can he kill in public? At that time, let alone Jing Bai killed in public with the mysterious method...

Can he keep his own life?

At the beginning of the battle to fight for life, even though there are many people who claim to be justice, how many will stand up for Jing Bai and fight for the so-called morality of the rivers and lakes that have long been buried in the ruins of history, regardless of their own safety and inheritance of their own mysterious laws?

What's more, the so-called righteous meaning of Tangquanbao cannot speak nonsense?

If those Xuanshi, who had done great evil and were worried that Jing Bai would settle accounts in the future after the fall, spoke up with Tang Quanbao and compiled some of Jing Bai's evil things... Then, at the Xuanmen River and Lake Conference that was held again in more than two hundred years, there would be a mess. Who will criticize whom?

In the end, who has the final say is not who has the biggest fist?!

Tang Quanbao sacrificed his life. If he didn’t resist, he would die, and if he won, he would make a profit!

As for Jing Bai's efforts to fight to the death, just to uphold justice?

That fat man, Hong Shang, Gong Yigua...

What do they want?

When the fat man thought of this, he couldn't help but feel chilled all over. Damn, this guilty and weak prediction was actually on his own. Who is he going to ask for to reason?

But now the arrow is on the string!

He couldn't find Jing Bai to explain his analysis, as that would only play a worse role.

What can Jing Bai do after he learned the news and was persuaded again?

The momentum will be three points weaker first.

Hiding, but not being able to escape!

Even at tomorrow's Xuanmen River and Lake Conference, Jing Bai suddenly changed his mind and refused to criticize Tang Quanbao in public, no longer considered being an enemy of Tang Quanbao. Will Tang Quanbao, who has already made a desperate battle, stop going to stop?

Obviously it is impossible.

Tang Quanbao will only take advantage of the situation to attack and kill Jing Bai in one go!

Then the only way is to let Jing Bai and the Xuanmen River and Lake people who have already moved into Wohuling overnight, the Xuanmen, who are of high reputation, high status and strong strength, have a private breath and tell them what they should do at this Xuanmen River and Lake conference, and not hide it, and clearly tell them the reasons to show their sincerity.

But in this way, Jing Bai's momentum will also be reduced by three points.

Because of doing this, it is obvious that I have no confidence in my heart, so I need to ventilate and win over people in advance to strengthen my own power and courage.

With Jing Bai's proud and conceited nature and his ambitions...

It's hard to do such a thing.

Wen Shuo frowned and thought to return to the small courtyard where Jing Bai temporarily lived, but found that there was no one in the room.

Jing Bai's wife and children had already gone to the town to stay in a hotel yesterday. The people who lived in the same hospital with Jing Bai were Hong Shang, Shi Haibin, Hong Shenglan, Wen Shuo, Jin Chirui, Gong Yigua, Gong Xiang and Gong Xiang. In addition, Qin Zhen, Qin Luofeng, and Qin Yao's family's grandchildren lived in the small room in the west room under Hong Shang's enthusiasm.

In fact, for Xuanshi, living conditions are not a problem at all.

As long as there is a place to sit cross-legged, shelter from the wind and rain.

Although Xuanshi is not as legendary as it can be inseparable from cold and heat, he is indeed more able to withstand cold and heat than ordinary people. Moreover, when meditating and entering the ethereal realm, his perception of hot and cold outside will be reduced to the limit.

As for whether it is convenient for several people to squeeze in a small room...

Then don't worry.

Without this little concentration, you might as well stop practicing and have the nerve to be a Xuanshi?

But now, there is no one in the yard.

I think they all went to call their friends, discuss and communicate with people from the Xuanmen River and Lake, and talk about the mysterious theory.

Wen Shuo waved his hand and signaled Gong Xiang to go to the bedroom, sat next to the stove in the living room, picked up the tongs and put charcoal into the stove, frowned and wondered how to do this.

At this moment, Zhai Chuan'an walked in with a basket covered with cotton.

"Boss Wen, I heard from Mr. Jin that you haven't eaten yet." Zhai Chuan'an said respectfully and politely with a smile: "Now, I'll ask someone to pick up three dishes, a few steamed buns, and a bottle of wine. Don't dislike it."

"Oh, I'm so troubled." Wen Shuo quickly became polite and reached out to move the small square bit in front of him, so that Zhai Chuan'an could place plates of bowls and chopsticks on the small bit.

Zhai Chuan'an set up the meal, unscrewed a bottle of white wine, put down a glass of wine, bent down and poured wine for Wen Shuo, and said, "Mr. Jin just ordered me to stay with you for a while, saying that if something happens, there is an errand running around."

"The head of the Zhai family is so polite." Wen Shuo reached out and signaled Zhai Chuan'an to sit on the small stool next to him. He had already seen a glass of wine in the basket, and pointed and said, "Come on, have a drink with me for a bar."

"Oh, that's a good relationship." Zhai Chuan'an was flattered and quickly took out the cup and filled it with it himself.

Wen Shuo thought to himself that his eldest disciple would definitely not speak as strong as Zhai Chuan said, and would definitely be much more tactful.

However, in order to please him, Zhai Chuan'an said so respectfully.

"There are many guests in the village this time, and in the future..." Wen Shuo said with a smile: "Mr. Jing and I like Wohuling Village very much. In the future, more people will definitely introduce to us Wohuling to live and play. You locals, and you have been living here for generations. Maybe you are tired of seeing anything. But for people in big cities outside, Wohuling has good mountains, good water, good hearts, beautiful scenery, pleasant environment, remoteness and inconvenient transportation."

"Ah!" Zhai Chuan'an's heart trembled, and almost jumped up, and said hurriedly: "Then, on behalf of the Zhai family, on behalf of the whole village, I thank you and Mr. Jing. You don't know that our mountain people are poor and hard, and it is really difficult to make money. If you and Mr. Jing can often introduce noble people to our village in the future, then the villagers will benefit."

"Simple, but don't be more and more greedy in the future." Wen Shuo smiled.

"Impossible!" Zhai Chuan swore faithfully.

Wen Shuo then changed the topic and said, "Are there many guests leaving the village tonight?"

"Oh, there must be seven or eight, right?" Zhai Chuan Anran did not notice anything unusual, and said embarrassedly: "Maybe I think the conditions in our village are poor and I feel uncomfortable living. Oh, there is no way, we have tried our best."

"Maybe there will be some more." Wen Shuo smiled and said, "These people are full, so what can they do if they make do with one night? Going to the town and the county town at night, how dangerous is the mountain road? I guess I have to walk for a few hours..."

"That's right?" Zhai Chuan'an echoed: "There are still people who want to borrow motorcycles and are willing to pay the deposit. As a result, there are only five motorcycles in the village, and one is scrapped and one with the headlights is broken. You can't run on the night road, especially on mountain roads, which is asking for death. There are three left, lend them two motorcycles, but I didn't borrow the one."

Wen Shuo smiled and said, "Why? You just need to ask for some money."

"Look at what you said, everything is money?" Zhai Chuan'an said flatteringly: "I have to keep a motorcycle. There are so many customers in the village, but I can't guarantee that there is something urgent to do. If you don't have a motorcycle at hand, how can you entertain the distinguished guests?"

"Yes." Wen Shuo nodded and said, "Master Zhai, I suddenly remembered something. Please come and go."

"You ordered."

"Take people to Shanmiao Village immediately and drive the motorcycle at Kang Chuan Dai's house over. I may need to use it later, the faster the better." Wen Shuo said seriously.
Chapter completed!