The four stood outside the Water Mirror Villa and shouted loudly.
A moment later, a young boy walked over slowly, bowed respectfully to Lu Li, and said, "Please follow me, all four of you!"
The four followed the boy into the Water Mirror Villa, passing through artificial hills, lakes, and woodlands, and arrived at a pavilion.
In front of the pavilion, there is a stone table with a chessboard on it and two pots of fragrant tea beside it.
An elderly man with white hair is holding a black stone. His brows reveal a wise light, giving him a mysterious air. Opposite him is another elderly man with white hair and a youthful face.
The two were engrossed in their game of chess, completely oblivious to the approaching figure.
The boy coughed twice and reminded them, "Ancestor, disciples of Guigu have come to pay a visit!"
The two old men simultaneously looked up at Lu Li and the others, their faces showing surprise.
The old man with white hair and a youthful face, in particular, looked at Lu Li and his companions in shock.
Guigu had been living in seclusion for decades, so how could he not be surprised when a group of disciples suddenly appeared?
"So you are a disciple of Guigu. I am so sorry for not greeting you sooner," said Mr. Shuijing, clasping his hands in greeting.
"Mr. Shui Jing, you're too kind!" Lu Li returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute.
Mr. Shui Jing looked at the white-haired old man and said slowly, "I have a distinguished guest visiting today, so I'm afraid this game of chess won't be finished today."
The white-haired old man chuckled and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave now and come back another day to spar with you."
“Alright!” Mr. Shuijing said with a faint smile.
The white-haired old man stood up, took another deep look at Lu Li, and said, "Until we meet again, young friend!"
"Until we meet again!" Lu Li said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
After watching the white-haired old man leave, Mr. Shui Jing turned his gaze to Lu Li and said, "I am Sima Hui. May I ask how you are addressed, young friend?"
"Junior Lu Li," Lu Li introduced himself.
Upon hearing the name Lu Li, Sima Hui was visibly taken aback, but quickly recovered.
Sima Hui stroked his beard and asked, "May I ask what brings you here today, young friend?"
Lu Li replied with a smile, "It is widely known that Master Shui Jing is knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and is also an expert in Qimen Dunjia. He is a rare and extraordinary person. Today, I have come here to seek his guidance."
Sima Hui looked at Lu Li with a smile and said, "To be honest, young friend, although I know some mystical arts, I am not an extraordinary person."
Lu Li smiled and said, "Mr. Shui Jing is too modest."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lu Li got down to business.
"To be honest, the reason I have come to bother you today is to ask Mr. Shui Jing about the destruction of Qin in those years."
Upon hearing Lu Li's words, Master Shui Jing paused slightly, staring intently at Lu Li as he asked, "The historical records contain detailed accounts of the Qin dynasty's downfall. I wonder why you have this question, young friend?"
Lu Li was silent for a moment, then said, "History books? Heh, I want to know the real truth!"
From Mr. Shui Jing's reaction, Lu Li could guess that he must know the truth back then.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Shui Jing fell into deep thought.
After a long while, Mr. Shui Jing finally came to his senses, let out a long sigh, and asked, "So, what do you think, young friend?"
"If Mr. Shui Jing is willing to tell the truth, I will be eternally grateful!"
“If you’re unwilling, I’ll have no choice but to turn away and go find it myself,” Lu Li said calmly, his attitude very sincere.
Mr. Shui Jing nodded and said, "Please come with me to a place, young friend."
Lu Li followed without hesitation.
The two walked through gardens, ponds, and rockeries, finally arriving at a secluded bamboo house.
Several pots of orchids were placed at the entrance of the bamboo house. The wind rustled the bamboo leaves, creating a pleasant scene.
Mr. Shui Jing pushed open the door and led Lu Li inside.
The bamboo house is filled with many books of all kinds.
Sima Hui stopped in front of a bookshelf, reached out and took down a yellowed book, handing it to Lu Li.
Lu Li took the book with some skepticism and began to read it.
This book has no title, and it is even unknown who wrote it.
The first line above says that Lu Li used himself as bait to lure the Heavenly Dao into the trap, resulting in his death and the dissipation of his Dao!
The entire process was recorded in detail, making Lu Li feel as if the person who wrote the book had personally experienced the battle.
As Lu Li continued to read, the contents of the book shocked him beyond belief.
After Lu Li's death, the eighteen feudal lords united to attack Qin. Wang Li and Zhang Han were both no match for them. Wang Li died on the battlefield, and Zhang Han surrendered.
Surprisingly, although Liu Bang and Xiang Yu looked exactly the same as before, their bodies showed no signs of injury, and they seemed to have no memory of the previous battle.
Especially Xiang Yu, who was originally a minor grandmaster, but was reduced to a peak ninth-level martial artist.
Although he is still the number one martial artist of our time, he is no longer at the level of a minor grandmaster.
With this, the Qin Dynasty fell, and the struggle for supremacy between Chu and Han began. In the end, Liu Bang defeated Xiang Yu, seized the world, and established the Han Dynasty.
Xiang Yu committed suicide at the Wujiang River and was lost to history.
This is the truth behind the fall of Qin. However, this book still doesn't explain why Liu Bang and Xiang Yu are still alive, but it's getting closer and closer to what Lu Li guessed.
Were Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, who destroyed the Qin Dynasty, really the same two people from back then?
What puzzles Lu Li even more now is who wrote this book.
The old mysteries remained unsolved, and new ones emerged, causing Lu Li's mood to grow heavy. This matter was more troublesome than he had anticipated.
Just then, Lu Li suddenly noticed a gray jade plaque in the corner of the wall to the right of the bookshelf.
The jade plaque is about half a foot tall, dark green in color, and covered with cracks, as if it was polished from some hard material.
The words "Black Ice Platform" are clearly engraved on it!
Lu Li's pupils contracted, and his heart began to pound violently.
Just then, Sima Hui suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Sima Hui, the ninth leader of the Black Ice Guard, greets the ancestor!"
Hearing this, Lu Li was startled. What a joke!
Sima Hui is the leader of the Black Ice Guard? Isn't that a load of nonsense?
Lu Li looked up at Sima Hui, his expression gradually turning cold, and said, "Mr. Shui Jing, this joke has gone too far!"
He clearly did not believe that the Black Ice Platform could still exist, and how could Sima Hui become its leader?
"Zhao Gao, the second leader of the Black Ice Guard, left behind an ancestral instruction: 'One day, our ancestors will return!'"
"Now that our ancestor has truly returned, I swear to serve him to the death!"
Seeing this, Lu Li was completely dumbfounded. Sima Hui was actually the leader of the Black Ice Guard? This was simply absurd! Lu Li couldn't believe it at all.
He rushed over to help Sima Hui up and asked, "What...what did you just say? Zhao Gao?"
Sima Hui's eyes were filled with tears. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face and choked out, "Yes, Ancestor! The Black Ice Platform has waited for you for four hundred years!"
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