Chapter 182: Why Avoid Hiding (First Update)

  In the mountain pass at the border of Ba and Shu, the grass is long and the orioles are flying. Suddenly, the urgent sound of horse hooves comes, startling a flock of birds into flight. Elegant words convey deep emotions.

  Three men rode horses through a mountain pass, slowing down as they approached the top.

  "Can you still hold on, sir?" a man in a black and gray robe asked.

  The young man in the lead had a pale face, with large patches of blood already seeping from behind him. However, his mood was apparently worse than his injuries. "It's nothing, let's keep going."

  "It's safe here, sir, you should rest for a while." said Hanzi.

  "If he wants to leave, let him go! Can you persuade him to stay?" Another slender woman said coldly.

  "Zi Chuan!" The man said in a deep voice, "You'd better keep calm."

  "I've never been calmer than I am now! Don't push me to kill this good-for-nothing!" Murasaki's eyes, which were about to well up with tears, turned red at the edges, and her eyes were also filled with red blood vessels. Her normally elegant appearance looked somewhat ferocious at this moment.

  Although she was just a dead soldier, the cheapest thing was her life, but because she was the only woman trained in this batch, others more or less gave way to her at ordinary times. Now, watching them die before their eyes, how could they feel nothing?

  Zi Chuan didn't know why the King of Shu suddenly started chasing and killing Min Chi, but thinking about it, he knew it must have something to do with Song Huaijin! If Min Chi had taken care of Song Huaijin earlier, how many brothers would not have died in vain! If they had died for the benefit of Wei State, that would be one thing, but to die protecting this useless Min Chi was just too much!

  "Hah!" Min Chi didn't get angry, but instead smiled. Traveling among the various states, he had seen his fair share of cruel things, but this was the first time he had come so close to death. The bloody fact told him that as a strategist, one misstep would cost him his life.

  It wasn't until more than fifty lives were lost that he understood what Song ChuYi meant, wanting to play a game of chess with the world as the board was just mere talk, once she was slightly offended, she would immediately take drastic measures.

  How slow-witted you are! You still dare to call yourself a strategist, yet you've forgotten that strategists always have mixed intentions that are hard to discern!

  The spring breeze gently swept by, and Min Chi felt a piercing pain on his back, as if it had penetrated to the bone. He let it hurt, for only when the pain was severe could he engrave this failure into his bones. He wanted to thank Song Chu Yi for teaching him the most vivid lesson.

  However, what Min hesitated to understand was that twice he had offended him, and twice Song ChuYi had almost put him in a dead-end situation with ease. Both times, there were opportunities to cut off his path completely, but why did Song ChuYi seem to let go every time at the last moment?

  That young man... couldn't help but think of Song Chuyi's lazy and carefree appearance, always feeling a certain place in his heart fluttering, as if he had known her for many years. Sometimes when she made the slightest movement, he would know what she wanted to say. This feeling was hard to suppress.

  Since it can't be suppressed, then make use of it. Even if he loses 800 in exchange for injuring the enemy by a thousand, he must still be the winner.

  "Yin Chuan, let's go." Min Chi's voice was weak and ethereal, yet inexplicably sent a chill down one's spine.

  Yin Chuan hesitated for a moment and stopped persuading him. He gave Zi Chuan a glance, whipped his horse and followed him into the small path in the woods.

  Zi Chuan reluctantly lifted his sleeve to wipe away tears and gritted his teeth as he drove his horse to follow.

  After a while, about half a cup of tea time, two people rode horses slowly down from the northwest mountain slope.

  "Why did the master want to hide from them?" Ji Bian looked in the direction of the three people leaving.

  Song Chu was very considerate of others, "I'm afraid they'll be so embarrassed when they see me."

  Ji Fan's face was full of disbelief, "According to my brother's words, sir is definitely not such a kind person."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he glanced at him and said, "Has he told you that being too honest has no good consequences?"

  "But Mr. also knows I'm a straightforward person and can't help but tell the truth." Ji Bian said with a smile.

  "Hmm." Song Chuoyi moved his stiff neck and smiled brightly, "Next time, I'll think of a way to make you hold back."

  Ji Bian shivered and waved his hand, "How dare I trouble Mr. usually big brother teaches me just fine."

  The two men were talking as they walked down the mountain slope when Ji Yu drove his horse carriage out of the woods to meet up with them.

  "Is that Minzi Huan?" Ji Yu asked. All the hardships he suffered in the State of Wei were due to Min's delay, how could he not care?

  "Hmm." Song Chuyi responded with a single sound.

  After a moment of silence, Song Chu asked, "Don't you resent me for letting him go?"

  "You've made up your mind, there must be a reason why you can't help but do so. I'm guessing, are you thinking of plotting against Wei?" Ji Yu said calmly.

  "Haha!" The horse was startled by Song Chuyi's sudden burst of laughter, and she gently patted the horse's neck, sighing, "The one who knows me is Yu!"

  Song Chu knew that Gong Sun would return to Wei State early, at that time Qin State was a thorn in the flesh of the six states in Shandong, and it was not good for Gong Sun to kill him after he had openly left Qin. Now he is like a sharp sword, used by Ying Ruo, and cannot be moved. So this pit must be dug first.

  Just as Zhang Yi said, "The benefit of the rhinoceros's horn is not to be shared with others." Min Chi was indeed slow and cautious, just like his name suggested. After experiencing some hardships, he became even more reserved and sharp, unknowingly putting people in a deadly situation. Their commonality lies in that they both had their own set of independent rules for handling matters, and were both proud and arrogant individuals.

  Two people like this can't get along, Song ChuYi is looking forward to seeing what sparks will fly.

  As for her and Zhang Yi, both of their personalities are not very distinct, and their goals are almost identical. The only conflict is the word "interest".

  The world is in a state of turmoil, and everyone is striving for profit. The strategists have never concealed their desire for fame and wealth. There is only one Grand Master of the Qin State, and there will be only one Chancellor position to be established in the future. Song Chu did not consider himself a noble person who viewed fame and wealth as dirt, but at least he was not like Gong Sunyan and Min Chi, who had fundamental and irreconcilable contradictions.

  Even so, a balance point can always be found. Song ChuYi doesn't mind yielding a step because all around are opponents, but it's hard to find comrades who can fight shoulder-to-shoulder.

  Ji Bian saw Song Chuyi's slightly raised corner of her mouth and suddenly felt the mountain wind was a bit cold, so she urged Ji Yu to hurry up.

  The day's journey brought them closer to inhabited places.

  The folk customs of the Ba State and Shu State are somewhat similar, but the large Wu sacrificial earth platforms and various Liangjia bronze wares that can be seen everywhere add a few more mysterious colors to this country. From the entrance of a small village, passing through the steep cliff, slightly raising one's head, you can see the hanging coffins on the cliff.

  Compared with Shu's freedom and abandon, Ba's overall atmosphere is solemn.

  Here is still a country where the great witches are not allowed to invade.

  A few people walked quietly under the precipice of the hanging coffin, and in the distance came the sound of a girl's laughter breaking the silence.

  Ji Bian frowned tightly, ever since the last time he was inexplicably pulled by a few Pakistani women into a small grove, now whenever he heard the unique laughter of Pakistani women, his whole body felt uncomfortable.