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Chapter 27 The Man Wearing the Sapphire Mask
When I found it on the street the next day, I didn't see the strange Taoist priest Song Shu mentioned.

Zhong Linlang took out the drawing paper and looked at it, then scanned the passing pedestrians, but none of them matched her.

She frowned, Fu Jingce came over to take a look, and shook her head.

They found a booth and sat down, planning to spend time waiting.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, I didn't see half of the Taoist priests coming. The tea in Zhong Linlang's hand was changed from pot to pot.After taking the last sip of tea, she decided not to wait any longer, and she would die if she waited any longer.

This Taoist priest is really accurate in fortune-telling. He knew that she would come to her if she was safe and sound, so he avoided them on purpose?
She stood up, her legs were numb from sitting for too long.

"Girl! Young Master! Stay!" A boy suddenly appeared in front of him, dressed in coarse linen, with a towel on his shoulder, he seemed to be the waiter of some tea house.

Zhong Linlang was startled by his loud voice.

"The young one is a clerk from Qinglian Tea House. I was ordered to invite the two of you to come over." Xiaoer announced his family name with a respectful tone.

Fu Jingce looked at him coldly, "At whose order?"

Xiao Er shook his head, saying that he didn't know either, only that the person who ordered him to do this was very mysterious, wearing a sapphire mask, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew it was a nobleman from the finely crafted clothes.

Zhong Linlang racked her brains for a long time but couldn't think of anyone wearing a sapphire mask beside her.

Xiao Er stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture.

Qinglian Teahouse is one of the largest teahouses in this small town. Although it is not as good as Mengzelou near Zhong Linlang's inn, there are quite a lot of people drinking tea there.

It is obviously a cold winter, but when you walk in, there is a sense of warmth.The hall on the first floor was full of people, and the sounds of cracking melon seeds and storytelling came and went, making it very lively.

Xiao Er led them up to the second floor, walked to the innermost box, knocked on the door, "My lord, someone brought it here."

The person inside coughed and said, come in.

The man's voice was strange and clear, and it sounded like a man.

Zhong Linlang was sure that she absolutely did not know this person.

Xiao Er helped them open the door of the box, said please and left.

Just standing at the door, the scent of sandalwood burning in the box wafted over, not too strong.

Zhong Linlang suspected that Xiang Xiang had been tampered with, so she turned her head to let Fu Jingce be careful.

"It's just ordinary soothing sandalwood, so don't be nervous." Through a screen, one can only vaguely see a person sitting behind the screen, and his voice is inexplicably reassuring.

Fu Jingce walked over first.

The gentleman mentioned by Xiaoer was wearing a moon-white gown and a blue crane-patterned cloak on the outside, and indeed he was wearing a sapphire mask on his face. In one hand, he held a small stove.

In front of him is a game of chess.It's just an endgame.

Snow water was boiling on the small stove next to it.

The man stopped what he was doing and poured two cups of tea for them.

The hot snow water rushed into the white jade porcelain cup, and the slightly wrinkled tea leaves inside were scalded and rolled up, slowly floating on the water surface, looking extraordinarily green.

"Take a pot of snow water from the first snow to make tea, so as to stimulate the fragrance of the tea." The man also poured himself a cup of tea, but didn't drink it, his white fingers resting on the edge of the tea tray.

Fu Jingce lowered his eyes and took a sip, then paused, "Biluochun."

The man nodded and said, "Green tea is beautiful in shape and fragrant, refreshing and refreshing, very suitable for tasting in winter."

Fu Jingce put down his teacup, knowing that the person in front of him was unusual, "Your honor didn't invite us here for tea, did you?"

"Master and Miss, are you looking for someone?" The man said softly, "That man is a Taoist priest with a mustache."

"Exactly." Zhong Linlang nodded, "I would also like to ask you to give me advice."

"I don't need to tell you." The man shook his head, his tone was meaningful, "You will see him soon, only two days."

But two days?That is the day after tomorrow?
"I'm very lonely here by myself, play chess with me." The man looked at the chessboard in front of him, and stretched out his hand to greet Fu Jingce, "Come here."

He put the hand warmer in his hand on the table. The hand warmer was carved with intricate patterns, which looked like a strange beast when connected together.

Win fish.

Yingyu is a strange animal with a fish body but bird wings, which can make bird calls like mandarin ducks.It's just that wherever it appears, floods will occur.

The moral is not very good.Under normal circumstances, no matter who engraved patterns on the hand stove, they would usually choose mythical beasts, and then flowers and birds. Almost no one would use such unlucky beasts as decorative patterns.

Really, the taste is unique.

The man took out a white chess piece from the chess box, gently stroked the engraving on it with his fingers, and gently placed it on the plate.

Fu Jingce sat opposite him, holding a sunspot in his hand, and set it down.

The sandalwood was still burning, and the room became quiet all of a sudden, so quiet that the crisp sound of chess pieces being dropped could be heard.

Zhong Linlang stood aside and watched for a while, then frowned.

The man hides his ingenuity but is clumsy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and it is not until later that he gradually shows his sharpness.He wasn't really playing this game of chess, but guessing Fu Jingce's intentions for the next move.

Most of the chessboard was laid out, and it gradually became more difficult.Fu Jingce frowned, the sunspots were still on the way, and he had almost no chance to go on.

After hesitating for a moment, he still found a place to play the chess.

"I lost." As soon as Heizi fell, Fu Jingce said lightly.

He is actually a very strong person who cares about winning or losing everything.When he was young, the other children of the Mozu didn't want to play with him, so he played chess with himself, often staying all afternoon.

At first he found it boring, but after a long time he got used to it, and his chess skills improved, but he still lost today.

The man chuckled, took the white piece and ate his black piece.Instead, he took away Fu Jingceluo's son and put it in another position.

If this continues, Fu Jingce will win.

"Advance with retreat is the overall situation." The man meaningfully stretched out his finger and pointed to the still burning sandalwood, "When you came in, the incense had just been lighted, and it took half a stick of incense, and you lost to me." .”

Fu Jingce nodded.

Behind the man's sapphire mask, I don't know what kind of face it is, let alone what expression he has at the moment.

Ridiculous, indifferent, happy, or plain?

This game of chess is not his purpose, who is he?Why do they even know who they are looking for?

His every move is like a god, but he has no divinity.

Zhong Linlang looked down at the fluffy carpet laid on the ground, but her thoughts drifted far away.

"Who am I, is that important to a girl?" The man suddenly said, as if he had understood what she was thinking.

Zhong Linlang was a little surprised.

"The girl is a goddess, but she works with the demons." The man continued, "What's more, she is with a half-demon body. The girl stays with him all day, why doesn't she consider her identity?"

He could actually see through them.Not only Zhong Linlang, but even Fu Jingce were a little surprised.

This was a tricky question, but Zhong Linlang couldn't refute him, let alone tell him her original intention. She didn't know what to say, so she just kept silent.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the man became more and more frenzied, and continued, "Since ancient times, after the birth of gods, they have taken protecting the common people as their own responsibility, pretentious, and looked down on any race except gods."

"These lofty gods always have a sense of mission, thinking that they can save the common people from suffering, and even the cold and ruthless demons can be influenced." The man sighed, "But gods, demons, and demons were all born in ancient times. , the three were once one, so why should God be high above them, and they deserve to be cast aside?"

Zhong Linlang frowned, and expressed dissatisfaction with his first sentence, "What does it mean that God looks down on any race other than God? God protects the common people, and never regards the common people as ants."

The man laughed loudly, with a clear voice, "Gods sympathize with the common people, that's why they say they protect them. They always think that these mortals have no power of their own, so they reveal their divinity everywhere to protect them. They say they don't look down on the common people. Become an ant, in fact, it has already done so."

"Mortals who have received God's mercy naturally only respect God." The man suddenly changed his subject, "On the contrary, the remaining demons and demons can only be spurned by them. This kind of treatment is not good for demons who have never harmed the world. How unfair, if you don’t believe me, you can ask him—”

The man motioned her to see Fu Jingce, then smiled again, "Ask him, does he want to become a god?"

Fu Jingce pursed his thin lips slightly, and his eyes seemed to be icy.

"He thinks, of course he wants to." The man didn't give her a chance to speak, "Who doesn't want to be a god admired by everyone? No one wants to be cast aside by everyone, including him. But he has no choice, right? ?”

The man was so aggressive that he even stood up and closed the crane pattern cloak on his body, but sighed again, "Girl, it's a pity that you are a god, not a demon, and you will never know what it is like to be a demon."

That is the loneliness and loneliness that has never been defeated for thousands of years.

Fu Jingce got up, his eyes were as black as ink, and he was calm.It was as if it wasn't him, but someone else.

"I'm not a god, nor a demon. I just told some truths." The man picked up the hand warmer again, and the charcoal in the stove was almost burnt, leaving only a piece of warmth, "You can go. I Live longer and see more clearly than you. I just hope you remember one sentence: Retreat to advance."

As soon as the voice fell, he walked out first.

The man disappeared quickly, like a gust of wind, coming from heaven and earth.

What Zhong Linlang wanted to tell him was that there was never a clear boundary between gods and demons, but the time was too long. For tens of thousands of years, various grievances and grievances between the two races formed an insurmountable gap.

However, as long as a demon is willing to protect the common people and not harm the world, then he has divinity.

To have divinity is to become a god.

She still wanted to say these words to Fu Jingce, but when they came to her lips, she took them back.

She is not qualified, nor should she tell him this.

(End of this chapter)