The true God's favored one
The sun sets in the west of the city, and it is dusk.
The bearded man in a fur coat with a dignified look and the air of a military commander dismounted from his horse and walked into the general's mansion with the gait of a dragon or a tiger.
"Sir!" the doorman and the butler standing at the door greeted.
The one who returned was none other than the general of Yunze City - Chen Haoran.
If Wu Ci were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this was the golden-armored general standing next to Miss Chen in the golden hairpin and pink skirt in the previous round.
"How is it, young lady?" Chen Haoran nodded, took off his cloak and handed it to the doorman.
The housekeeper bowed his head and said, "After the young lady finished handling your affairs in the city today, she read for two hours, drank tea with the lady, dismissed the servants, and chatted with her privately, and then went back to her room to read."
"That ignorant woman told Yan'er her stupid words again?" Chen Haoran frowned, but didn't say anything more at this time. He just said, "We have a distinguished guest today. Tell the lady to behave herself and guard the door and don't let her leave the yard. Then call the young lady and ask her to come to the study to meet the guest."
"Yes, Master, is there anything you want to tell Miss in advance?"
"Just tell her... the governor is here in person... she knows better than me what to do."
The butler understood, "I understand."
Chen Haoran walked away and went straight to the study.
——The study was lit with warm yellow candles, and the flames were projected on the paper window, swaying gracefully, as if cheering and leaping for joy.
Chen Haoran stopped at the gate of the courtyard.
There were no servants in the courtyard where the study was located, and he even did the cleaning himself. In the entire general's mansion, besides him, his daughter was the only one who had the qualifications to enter.
My daughter is not in the study, so who turned on the light in the study?
Chen Haoran looked cautious. He quietly drew out the sword from his waist with his right hand, and with his left hand, he suddenly blasted open the wooden door of the study with his inner strength, and growled, "Who is here?"
The shattered wooden door of the study opened wide, but there was no ambush or assassin inside the door as he had imagined.
A young man in a scholar's green robe held a sword in his hand. He stood up and saluted him carefully with a calm smile on his face. "I am really helpless to visit you presumptuously. I feel very sorry for it. But is this your way of hospitality, General Chen?"
"Entering a room without making any noise is the way to be a guest?" Chen Haoran snorted coldly, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"My name is Chuci. I have two purposes for coming here. One is that I have some questions that I don't understand, and the other is... to seek an explanation."
"Chu Ci?" Chen Haoran examined Wu Ci's face, which was dimly lit in the shadow of the candlelight, and hesitated for a moment, "Who is Xiling Chu Wanshu to you?"
Wu Ci narrowed his eyes.
Chu Wanshu? What is the name of this simulated identity's father?
Chen Haoran recognized Chu Ci's father with his half-clear face? It seems that Chen Haoran and Chu Ci's father are very familiar with each other... The father even said that their relationship is not very good...
So before, my father brought the whole family and the hungry people to Nanzhou with the intention of seeking refuge with old friends?
Thinking about this, Wu Ci bowed and said, "It is my father."
"For your father's sake, I will leave your behavior aside for now. I have a guest to meet today. Please come back tomorrow."
"It's better to do it now than to wait for a day. Why don't you let me meet the guest as well..." Wu Ci raised his lips, "After all... General Chen, you don't want to be discovered that you and the state lord are in conspiracy, right?"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Haoran's eyes darkened and he struck out with a palm!
However, an even more powerful spiritual force pinned him down!
"Cultivator... cultivator! This is the aura of Taoism... you are the remnant of the Tianji Dao!"
Chen Haoran frowned and glared, but he felt a heavy pressure coming on him, which broke his knees with a bang and forced him to kneel on the ground.
Wu Ci walked slowly towards him, half-knelt down and kept his eye level with him.
The pair of pale blue eyes were clearly looking down indifferently, but the pale face that was bright and dim in the firelight was still smiling, and the words were gentle and polite. "I am the younger generation, and I originally planned to talk to you in a more humble way, and even tolerate you looking down on me temporarily, but you don't seem to be willing to listen to what I say carefully?"
The man's bones creaked under the heavy pressure and his internal organs began to bleed.
Chen Haoran's face turned pale and he was sweating all over. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who... are you? What do you want to do...!"
Wu Ci's smile froze, and the aloof indifference in his eyes finally changed.
He said softly, "My name is Chu Ci, and my father is Chu Wanshu... I remember that I seemed to have answered your question just now? Didn't you listen to me carefully?"
Wu Ci slowly placed the sword he was holding in reverse against Chen Haoran's neck, and used the handkerchief he had used to wipe the sword to forcibly turn Chen Haoran's head.
"Because of some bad experiences in the past, I hate it when others ignore what I say and ignore my mouthpiece.
Moreover, this behavior is very disrespectful and makes people feel disrespected.”
“…You—you!”
"Don't interrupt me!" Wu Ci's sword drew a line of blood on Chen Haoran's neck. He even stopped using honorifics and asked nervously, "Are you looking down on me, ignoring me, or treating me as a little clown?"
He grabbed Chen Haoran's neck and pleaded in a low voice, "Stop making trouble, okay? Give me some respect. I have always been friendly to others and never wanted to treat you like this..."
At this point, Wu Ci tightened his grip around Chen Haoran's neck in fear and anger, and his voice suddenly rose: "But what I hate most is that someone treats me like a little clown!"
Chen Haoran was horrified, watching him shaking his head in denial as if he was having a hysterical attack:
"No...stay calm...I am no longer that. There aren't so many people watching me all day, and there aren't so many people planning and arranging all my resistance as a joke. Now my performance is not forced, but my own choice...Always pay attention to my manners...politeness...cultivation...decency...I am already a new actor..."
He put his hand across his face, and the twisted, confused, and sad expression disappeared, replaced by the same gentle and polite smile he had at the beginning.
"I'm sorry, I was rude, but now it's okay, let's talk, I hope I can gain your respect after the conversation."
Respect? How can you gain respect just by talking? After seeing Wu Ci's neurosis just now, even a gentle and polite smile can only make people feel weird!
Chen Haoran had only one thought in his mind: lunatic! This young man is a lunatic! And a lunatic with powerful abilities!
These practitioners are indeed abnormal!
He originally only knew that the training method of Tentokuji Temple had drawbacks, but it turned out that everyone followed the principle of equal exchange.
It turns out that the power of a cultivator comes at a price!
It turns out that Taoists who practice too much Taoist skills will become insane!
Compared with the cost of this effect and other disadvantages, the Tentokuji Temple, which committed adultery and chaos, seems to be benevolent.
No wonder Taoism was regarded as an evil sect!
It's just a pity that Chu Wanshu, who was famous all over the world at that time, actually gave birth to a crazy person who practiced Taoism! There is no one to succeed him!
Chen Haoran was suddenly filled with sadness, lamenting that he had failed in his own study before realizing his ambitions, and also lamenting the misfortune of his old friend's family. Suddenly, he saw Wu Ci tuck her overly long hair behind her ears, revealing her pale blue eyes completely.
His eyes, as calm as heavy mountains, seemed to be able to glimpse a corner of the decaying years across the long river of time. He lowered his eyes, and the light red scar under his left eye looked like a tear stain, but it made his gentle and polite smile carry a charming and seductive charm.
"In fact, I admire those who dare to rise up in rebellion, but I have a better idea that may be able to give you some pointers."
——The heroic spirit of Wu Ci has the natural talent of [preaching]!
Chen Haoran, who was originally glaring, accidentally met those eyes and hesitated for a moment.
At this moment, his rationality was shaken for some unknown reason. "...Do you have the same idea?"
"Yes... please listen to what I have to say. This may help put an end to the chaos sooner." The witch's words were meaningful.
…
"Mr. Great Talent!"
After a "night talk with candles in hand", Yunze General Chen Haoran was sincerely convinced and bowed down, even addressing Wu Ci as several generations higher.
Wu Ci helped him up through her handkerchief and spoke softly and calmly, "Don't be polite. Please tell me about the girls down there."
"I am ashamed. For the sake of justice, I have no choice but to do this," Chen Haoran covered his face and sighed, "You have come at the right time today, sir. The governor will come over in person later and will explain to you. Please wait for a moment."
"Then wait, I think it will be here soon..." Wu Ci smiled and bowed like a real young man, but threw away the dirty handkerchief and naturally retreated to sit behind the screen not far from the study. "Don't worry about me. When the governor comes in person, I will trouble General Chen to introduce me."
Chen Haoran, who was standing outside the screen, was flattered and said, "I dare not, I dare not. It is a blessing for all the people in the world that you can meet the Lord of the State. It is my duty."
A brisk male voice interrupted him, "What is your responsibility?"
A young man in a brocade robe entered the study from the secret door, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "I seem to have heard someone mention me?"
"Lord Governor?" Chen Haoran was surprised and bowed quickly. "Lord Governor, I was just about to recommend Mr. Chu to you."
"Oh, Mr. Chu? But Haoran, what about your former classmate who was so brilliant and talented? Xiling Chu Wanshu?" The young man tilted his head in surprise, "Hasn't Mr. Chu always remained neutral? I remember that he once denounced you and me as stupid and looked down on us. Now he has changed his mind?"
"The Lord of the State seems to be talking about my father?" Wu Ci stood up and bowed gently, "I don't know what my father means for now, but my father is outside the city right now. If you are willing, I would like to meet my father first. I believe my father will not mind chatting with you."
The young man looked at the shadowy figure behind the screen and asked in confusion, "Are you Mr. Chu Wanshu's son? Then why are you hiding and refusing to come out to meet me?"
Wu Ci was looking at the young man from the inside through the gauze that allowed her to see outside for some reason only from the inside.
It was obviously very cold but she didn't wear anything thick. The sky blue brocade gown was so thin and light that it made her look like a fairy. Her upturned eyebrows were very bright, but if she didn't make any expression, she would seem distant and cold.
Judging from his appearance and the style of clothing, he is undoubtedly the Nanzhou Governor whom he met in the previous week. Wu Ci had seen this young man on the altar last time, and before he died, he also saw the Nanzhou Governor start an uprising with the excuse of killing him and purging the emperor.
But... I didn't think so last week... But now I see this week...
Why does the Lord of Nanzhou seem a little unintelligent? And he looks strangely familiar...
Wu Ci quickly matched the memories in his mind, matching the missing information that was not in the previous round, and his expression suddenly changed.
It’s Ying Yuan Ji Xing Tian Zun!
As far as he knew, only Tianzun had to choose beauties when recruiting disciples, and those who selected wives and direct descendants had to choose beauties with a high degree of compatibility, resulting in most of the disciples being stupid beauties like Tianjizi.
It was still snowing outside. The Lord of Nanzhou was still wearing such a fairy-like style of clothing in such a cold winter. It was a bit like Tianjizi who was still stubbornly wearing his green Taoist robe in the snow to maintain his demeanor... and, Wu Ci's own wide-sleeved green scholar's robe seemed... also quite thin.
Looking at the face again…the three of them do have something in common in their facial features and temperaments, and one can even clearly discern the aesthetic sense of the Heavenly Lord…
All three of them have some resemblance to the Yan Gou Tianzun.
Seeing that the Lord of Nanzhou looks like he has a brain and a face... he must be at least a disciple of Tianzun... Could it be that the Lord of Nanzhou is the one who is truly favored by Tianzun?
So, in the last week, Tianzun probably planned to let Tianjizi, the "smartest" person in the Tianji Dao sect in hundreds of years, meet with the Lord of Nanzhou, but Tianjizi was captured by the old emperor Wuci Guhuo.
When he met Wu Ci, after a "sitting and discussing" conversation, Tianjizi betrayed him on the spot, and all his master's secrets were exposed. Even after being sold for a large sum of money, he was still happily doing evil things for the evildoer and hitting whoever he was told to do.
And then...the ruler of Nanzhou was too stupid and was deceived, so he was infected with evil spirit and used as a gun by others?
Wu Ci was in deep thought.
He deceived the only remaining direct disciple of Tianzun, and because of his identity substitution, he indirectly killed the Lord of Nanzhou, who was not sure whether he was the only follower or one of the few disciples...
If Tianzun knew about this... he wouldn't target him, right?
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