People are in the rivers and lakes, playing the role of Xiongba

Chapter 93 The Golden Scales Are In The Pool

The night is shrouded, and the silver moon hangs high in the sky.

On the roof of the main rudder of the Deadwood Club, a figure was moving across the roof at an extremely fast speed.

There are quite a few patrolling personnel in the Deadwood Society, but none of them could find this person.

He can always hide his figure in the darkness when the figure is about to find him.

"Master, here is the account book for this month!"

In the small courtyard, the candles were brightly lit, and an old man in a green robe stood in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

Behind him, a young man respectfully handed over a ledger.

The old man took the ledger and read it by candlelight.

Suddenly, he flicked through the ledger and closed it.

"You go back first!"

His voice was a little low, as if something was choking in his throat.

There was doubt in the young man's eyes, didn't the master ask him to discuss things?Why did you let him leave just after he came?

However, he didn't ask any more questions, he saluted respectfully, and slowly backed out.

"Your Excellency, I'm Deadwood, I don't know why? But there will be offenses against me? If so, I'm Deadwood here to apologize to Your Excellency!"

When the young man withdrew, the old man withered wood put away the account book, looked at the beams of the house, and said with fists in his hands.

Following his gaze, he could see a figure standing on the roof.

"I thought you were going to let your apprentice gather people to encircle and suppress me!"

As soon as the man took a step, it seemed that something was supporting him, and he fell in front of the dead wood without a sound.

"What's the use of having too many people? Facing a master like your Excellency, no matter how many people you have, you're just going to die!"

Deadwood said without changing his face.

"You can see clearly."

The figure raised its head, revealing a young face.

"I thought it was someone from He Fang who came to the door. It turned out to be the leader of Huiyan Gang!"

Seeing this person, Withered Wood's eyes were imperceptible, and he raised his hand and said politely.

"you know me?"

Yan Xiong was puzzled.

It's not surprising that Wu Qingfeng knew him, after all, the two had met in Shacheng.

But he had never seen this dead tree before, but it was a bit strange that he could recognize him the first time he saw him.

Hearing this, Deadwood smiled, took out a folded drawing paper from his bosom, opened it, and handed it over.

Yan Xiong took the drawing paper, and couldn't help frowning.

It is none other than him on this drawing paper.

"Who painted this? It's just like me. I think this person's way of painting has reached perfection. Could you introduce me to him?"

When he saw the inscriptions on both sides of the portrait, he couldn't help staring, then returned to normal, and said with a smile on his mouth.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Master Yan to meet this person. He likes to travel all over the world. I don't know where he is at this time. As for his name, I don't know his name. It's just a chance encounter."

Deadwood shook his head.

Hearing this, Yan Xiong's face didn't change at all, but there was a turbulent sea in his heart.

Picking up the drawing paper, I saw that Yan Xiong on the painting was lifelike.

Looking at the painting, Yan Xiong felt like he was looking in a mirror.

And it wasn't the painting that caused the storm in his heart, but the inscriptions on both sides of the painting.

"How can the golden scales be a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they meet the wind and clouds!"

Isn't this stepping on a horse a criticism from the clay bodhisattva to Xiongba?
Could it be that his own fate is still the same as that of Xiongba?
"He asked you to give me this painting?"

Yan Xiong held the painting and looked at the dead wood.

"Not bad!"

Deadwood nodded.

Hearing this, Yan Xiong lowered his head and began to think.

Originally, he planned to severely wound the dead tree tonight, and then feed it a heart-eating poison.

But now he has lost his mind.

The phrase "Golden scales are a thing in a pool, they will transform into dragons when they encounter storms." Hovered in his heart like a demon.

He's not Xiongba, he's just acting as Xiongba, but someone gave him such a fate.

Doesn't this mean that he can't escape success and failure?

"Master Yan, I want to lead the Deadwood Society into the Tianxiahui, but I don't know if it is possible?"

Yan Xiong was thinking, suddenly the words of Dead Wood interrupted him.

Looking up at the dead wood, he saw that he was looking at Yan Xiong sincerely.

"Why? I, Yanxiong, have such a charismatic personality?"

Yan Xiong asked suspiciously.

"It's not, it's just that the mysterious man suggested that I join the Tianxiahui, and I decided to believe him."

Deadwood said with a smile.

"What does that person look like? Do you remember?"

Yan Xiong is becoming more and more curious about that mysterious man who is a dog.

Of course, apart from curiosity, there is also murderous intent.

This kind of guy who can make people suspicious with a single sentence, if he is not killed, something will happen sooner or later.

Throughout Fengyun Zhongxiongba's life.

He was almost completely swayed by the phrase "success is also a situation, and failure is also a situation".

Yan Xiong is not a person who believes in fate, but the sentence "A golden scale is not a thing in a pool, it can turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm" still makes him uneasy.

Logically speaking, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng are bound by his subordinate system, and their loyalty is almost guaranteed.

But people's hearts are the most unpredictable, who can guarantee that they will really be loyal for a lifetime.

Of course, he won't be able to use those coquettish operations of Xiongba in Fengyunzhong.

Everyone can see that the reason why Fengyun betrayed was because Xiongba was too suspicious.

This is a lesson, Yan Xiong must learn from it.

"That man is a Taoist priest, with a plaster on his forehead! His face is old, and his figure is about one foot six..."

Deadwood began to describe the man.

Yan Xiong wrote it down carefully, and only after remembering about it, he looked at the dead wood.

"Since you want to join my Tianxiahui, I will give you a chance. As long as you can win Fancheng within a month, then I will allow you to join the Tianxiahui."

"How is this possible? Then Mr. Chen is in the city, how could he allow me..."

Difficulty appeared on the face of the dead wood for the first time.

"You don't need to pay attention to Chen Xian, I have a solution, you just need to deal with the Chu family and the forging alliance.

By the way, there is no need to kill those blacksmiths in the Forging League, I want to live. "

After Yan Xiong explained a few words, he left the Deadwood Club directly.

……

"Ow..."

In the wasteland, wolves howled constantly.

A small tent was casually set up on the ground, and a Taoist priest with a sword on his back was sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly, his closed eyes opened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hooked!"

"How can there be only one Guan Yutian in this world! There should be more, and it will be interesting to mess up!"

Yan Xiong is not here at this time, if he were here, he would definitely remember who this person is.

This person is the Taoist Qingyuan who was chased away by Zhu's Sidan.

……

Fancheng.

Yan Xiong returned to the inn restlessly, he didn't care about the fact that Ah Qi and others were not there, he went back to the room and sat cross-legged.

After half an hour, he opened his eyes.

At this time, his previously chaotic mood had returned to calm.

Coming to the window, opening the window, looking at the brightest stars in the night sky, his mood became more and more peaceful.

No matter what success or failure is, it is just a sentence.

Leaving aside that he is not Xiongba, he is just playing Xiongba.

Even if that criticism is true, so what?

Destiny has always been a struggle.

In Fengyun, Xiongba is defeated by Fengyun because of his suspicion.

Then do the opposite.

I trust them with the greatest degree of trust, and see if the so-called success and failure will appear.

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(End of this chapter)