frightfiction Chapter 528 Chessboard
Chapter 528 Chessboard
Xue Lan knew she couldn't dissuade Shen Suanzhen.
As darkness fell over Xie Cuicheng, the night, like a giant beast slowly lurking, silently swallowed her and Shen Suan Zhenren.
As night fell, Xue Lan wiped away the tears that had fallen from the corners of her eyes.
I already cried once before at Duanshui Pass because of this matter, so I shouldn't involve my senior uncle again this time.
"This disciple awaits an old friend and some news in Xie Cui City. Once I arrive, I will proceed to the desolate region." Xue Lan's voice was utterly calm.
"Master Uncle, you can stay in Xie Cui City for now. I will have Junior Sister Wu help you make arrangements."
"Alright!" Master Shensuan nodded with a smile.
"It won't be long," Xue Lan said, glancing at the peach tree above their heads.
"We will set off before the peach blossoms bloom in Xie Cui City."
"Peach blossoms...good."
As if he had thought of something, Shen Suanzhen smiled and agreed to Xue Lan's words.
"Go talk to your master, don't always leave him to Xiaotong."
The old man smiled and said these words to Xue Lan before turning and leaving. His light robes fluttered in the night wind, as graceful as a crane.
He was very happy!
A wisp of dark mist rose from Xue Lan's chest, transforming upon landing into a white-clad, white-haired inner demon. The woman's expression was nonchalant, and her words were sharp:
"Some of his professions have died or scattered. All these years, what has been keeping him afloat is probably just that one divination."
Xue Lan remained silent and turned to walk in the direction where Xue Tong was.
"Don't disbelieve it!"
Unconvinced that she couldn't find Xue Lan's weakness, the woman lightly touched the ground with her toes and floated in front of Xue Lan.
The woman spoke again, as if from a ghost:
"Those who are meant to leave can never be kept; saying or doing anything at this point is futile."
Xue Lan continued walking, her light voice reaching the ears of the inner demon:
"I know, but I can't bear to part with it."
The Wolf King rarely admitted that the inner demon was right. The white-haired woman was slightly startled, then spoke solemnly:
"If you have too many things you can't let go of, it's easy to lose your connection with the cause and effect."
"Xue Lan, our plan cannot fail!"
Lord Wolf did not respond. The woman walked through Xie Cui City, her dark clothes blending into the night.
Just when the inner demon thought he would never get a response from Xue Lan, Xue Lan stopped in front of an inn:
"Yes, our plan cannot afford to fail."
The inner demon looked into the inn and saw four people sitting at a table against the wall on the first floor.
It was Xue Tong and Ling Yuanzi, along with Xue Xiaofei and Xue Xiaoyu. The group sat around a table laden with food.
Xue Lan turned her head slightly to look at the inner demon: "Go back!"
The inner demon rolled its eyes at her and obediently returned to its sea of consciousness.
"Master, how long are you going to stare at me?"
In the bustling inn, Xue Tong, who had been stared at by Ling Yuanzi for almost half an hour, finally couldn't hold back and burst out. The girl put down her chopsticks and spoke with a forced smile.
The venerable master opposite him, with an air of otherworldly wisdom, put down his chopsticks, his tone extremely serious:
"Did you approach Xue Lan because you know her identity?"
"No!" Xue Tong decisively refuted Ling Yuanzi's calculations:
"I only found out later."
"Impossible!" The hot-tempered old swordsman clearly didn't believe Xue Tong's words. The old man slammed his hand on the table, causing the plates on it to shake twice, making a deafening noise.
The surrounding diners all turned to look.
"Everyone!" Xue Tong quickly stood up and said, "It's just a family matter! It's just a family matter!"
After hearing Xue Tong's explanation, most diners turned back to their food, but since listening to gossip is human nature, a few people still perked up their ears.
Xue Tong sighed and looked at Ling Yuanzi opposite her: "Let's sit down first, let's eat first!"
Ling Yuanzi glanced around, then belatedly felt a little embarrassed and sat back down in his seat.
"You really don't know who she is?"
Xue Tong nodded sincerely: "I really don't know!"
At the time, she thought Xue Lan was just Ling Yuanzi's eldest disciple who died young...
and many more!
Ling Yuanzi was just about to eat with a skeptical mindset when he picked up his chopsticks and saw the person opposite him staring at him with bright eyes.
The old man hugged his arm: "What are you looking at? The food is on the table!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Tong quickly waved her hand: "It's not the real person, you've misunderstood!"
"I have some food here... no, I have a question to ask you!"
Ling Yuanzi's eyes held a hint of doubt, but he still spoke patiently:
"go ahead!"
Xue Tong pondered for a moment, then carefully inquired, "Do you play chess, Master?"
Ling Yuanzi nodded in confusion: "Go!"
"Do you have a chessboard?" Xue Tong asked, scrolling through the system page.
"A chessboard made of black jade with the character '岚' (Lan) engraved on the side."
"It's the 'Lan' from Xue Lan!"
"No!" Ling Yuanzi answered decisively.
"Really not?" Xue Tong asked seriously, and upon closer listening, the girl's voice was trembling slightly.
"Really not!" Ling Yuanzi said again:
"My apprentice is a master weapon refiner, and now he's the owner of the Wan Gong Workshop!"
"They didn't have time to make a chessboard for me before, and they have even less time now."
"Why do you ask that?"
Xue Tong wanted to say something more, but suddenly heard Xue Lan's voice in her ear.
"I'll make it for my master later."
A woman dressed in black walked to the table and skillfully pulled a chair from the side to sit down.
Ling Yuanzi glanced at his disciple: "How is your senior master?"
"When I go to the desolate region, I will bring my senior uncle with me to find Senior Brother Gong," Xue Lan said casually.
"How can this be? Your master's body is like that!" Ling Yuanzi couldn't sit still again upon hearing this, and he was about to stand up, baring his teeth and brandishing his claws.
"Master!" Xue Lan anticipated Ling Yuanzi's movement, raised her hand and pressed him back, speaking coldly:
"You sent your senior uncle to find me, didn't you? You just want me to take him to the desolate region, right?"
Ling Yuanzi was furious: "What are you saying? I was hoping you could persuade him, after all, my senior brother is now..."
"Now, I'm the only younger generation he's watched grow up by his side."
Xue Lan looked at Ling Yuanzi with a wry smile:
“Master, I can’t refuse my senior brother either.”
"Our abilities are roughly equal in some areas, so what you can't do, I probably can't do either. Let's eat, and then we'll go back to Duanshui Pass!"
Ling Yuanzi had no choice but to continue eating.
The meal ended in an unbearable silence. Xue Tong watched Ling Yuanzi leave the inn, and when she turned around, she saw Xue Lan staring at her.
"It's not that there's anything wrong with you two, master and disciple, just say what you want to say and don't stare at me like that! Anyone who didn't know better would think you like me a lot!"
Xue Lan did not answer the girl's question directly, but instead took out the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map:
"Xiaoyu and Xiaofei, come into the picture."
The boy, who had barely exchanged a few words during the meal and was too busy eating, heard this and devoured the last plate of ribs. Yi Zhu then went inside with a steamed bun.
Slowly putting away the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map, Xue Lan looked at Xue Tong and spoke softly:
"Why are you suddenly asking about a chessboard that doesn't exist?"
Xue Tong looked at the clean plates on the table: "You little brat, you're going to eat the emperor out of house and home! Xue Lan, can't you afford to feed him...?"
"Xue Tong".
"Actually, I'm just a little curious whether you sign your name when you make things..."
"Xue Tong!"
"That was what you did in the original storyline!" Xue Tong clutched her head, speaking in anguish.
"The original you, or perhaps..."
Xue Lan continued the girl's unfinished sentence:
"Or perhaps, I could turn back time and go back to the past, to when I only had six months to live!"
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