Zhao Yufan sat lazily on the straw mat and said with regret, "Hey, I should have just run away at that time."
"Idiot, you think you can run away.
Since someone wants to harm you, naturally they won't let you run away."
Hongling looked scheming and continued proudly: "You have to spend time in the dungeon for the time being.
I hope not to Live your life here.”
"Uh, I'm already so depressed, and you're still attacking me."
Zhao Yufan rolled his eyes and looked at Hongling with a little interest.
He peeked at Yurou from the corner of his eye and saw Yurou frowning in thought.
He was slightly startled and asked : "Any ideas?"
Yurou asked, "Do you think your friend will definitely save you?"
"Of course" Zhao Yufan replied without thinking.
Yurou frowned deeper and asked, "What if they can't save you?"
"Well" A chill filled his whole body.
Zhao Yufan had never thought about this problem.
In his opinion, it was impossible.
Seeing Zhao Yufan's frowning and thoughtful expression, Yu Rou reminded: "Don't forget, you have more enemies than friends.
Just a few young masters cannot save you."
With a cold flash in his eyes, Zhao Yufan suddenly realized that he was actually in a desperate situation now because all the major forces had pushed him into the abyss.
The Qinglan Sect will definitely not help him, and the people in Kyoto are even less likely to help him.
The Demonic Dao will naturally not help him, and the only ones willing to help him may be the people in Xueyu, but Xueyu is extremely far away from here.
News that he was trapped had not yet reached the Snowy Region.
How could he escape without any external aid?
How could the mastermind behind the scenes be willing to let him escape?
Zhao Yufan slowly raised his eyes and thought about many things.
His death has almost no harm.
It can be said that as long as he dies, many forces will have a balance point, and if he does not die, this balance point will be broken.
The relationship between Zhao Yufan and the various forces is like a scale, and each force is two chips on the scale.
They have always maintained a balance, and Zhao Yufan is a small chip outside the scale.
Although it is small, as long as he joins any party , will lead to the destruction of the remaining party.
Hongling and Yurou stared at Zhao Yufan silently and never left.
After a long time, Zhao Yufan said coldly: "Please help me investigate a few things."
"Is it okay if you don't want to help?"
Hong Ling curled her lips and asked, secretly looking at Zhao Yufan's cold face with her big eyes, and quickly said: "Okay, I'm just kidding.
Tell me, let us investigate something."
"I want to know how many people want me to die, especially the Qinglan Sect."
"You tell Han Bingyue and the others for me so that they don't have to save me.
I have a way to escape."
"Finally, I hope you will leak my situation to the public, preferably by causing uproar in the city."
Zhao Yufan said three things.
The first two things were easy to handle, but the last thing made the two women a little embarrassed.
They knew that Zhao Yufan wanted to cause trouble in the city because he hoped someone would come to the Alchemy Gate to save him, but if someone saves him , there will inevitably be a fight.
If the disciple of the Alchemy Sect is injured at that time, what should the two women do?
Seemingly sensing the two women's dilemma, Zhao Yufan chuckled and said, "Haha, don't worry, no one will come to save me."
"Then how do you leave here?"
Yurou asked softly.
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After a moment of silence, Zhao Yufan looked up at the sky and said something incomprehensible: "The owner of the Alchemy Sect is not an idiot."
"If you want to die, tell me again."
Hong Ling angrily walked up to the prison bar, stretched out her right leg, and kicked Zhao Yufan hard, "If you dare to insult the sect leader, I will beat you to death."
Pouring his lips, Zhao Yufan glanced at the two of them gratefully, "Thank you, you are the second and third friends in my life.
I have always believed in you, even though our contact time is very short."
"Okay, okay, don't get too close.
Our sisters will try our best to help you."
Hongling impatiently kicked Zhao Yufan again and pulled Yurou away.
Staring at the iron rod in front of him, Zhao Yufan had a smile on his lips.
He suddenly realized that the owner of the Alchemy Sect had no ill intentions towards him, because the cell in front of him where he was being held seemed empty and he could leave at any time if he wanted to.
Zhao Yufan kicked open the iron fence and walked out along the passage.
He pushed open the heavy stone door of the cell and looked outside.
Outside the cell was a bamboo forest.
In front of the bamboo forest were two old men with white hair playing Go.
They looked towards the door of the cell out of the corner of their eyes and noticed Zhao Yufan peeping, but they did not stop him and continued to play chess seriously.
Zhao Yufan carefully walked up to the two old men.
He knew very well that they were masters, so he had no intention of running away.
He just wanted to come out for some air.
Although he doesn't understand Go, he feels that this game is not simple.
Even every chess piece seems to be alive.
Some are domineering, some are murderous, and some are as gentle as water.
These seemingly ordinary chess pieces all represent a kind of momentum, and this momentum contains some kind of truth.
Zhao Yufan looked at it very seriously and even lost track of time.
The white chess piece fell, and an old man said: "Go to the room and make us a pot of tea."
Zhao Yufan was startled when he heard this and looked around blankly.
There were no houses around.
"Go inside."
The old man continued.
Zhao Yufan nodded and walked into the bamboo forest.
After walking for less than a minute, he saw two bamboo houses not far away.
There is a pergola outside the bamboo house.
Inside the pergola are tea sets and some pots and bowls for cooking.
Carrying the brewed tea, Zhao Yufan slowly walked up to the two old men who were playing chess seriously, put the bamboo cup on their side, and continued to watch them play chess.
The sun sets over the western mountains, and all the remaining light is gone.
The two old men were still playing chess.
The old man who asked Zhao Yufan to make tea raised his head and glanced at Zhao Yufan, and said calmly: "Go and cook."
Uh, why did you become a servant?
Zhao Yufan twitched the corner of his mouth and walked helplessly towards the bamboo house.
The days passed peacefully.
Zhao Yufan served the two old people tea and water every day and managed their three meals a day.
No matter how big the storm is outside, it is always so calm here.
Zhao Yufan spent twelve days here.
On the morning of the thirteenth day, Hongling and Yurou hurriedly appeared in front of Zhao Yufan.
The two looked at the two old men in surprise, and then looked at Zhao Yufan in surprise, full of doubts.
"You bastard, who asked you to come out?"
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Hong Ling glared at Zhao Yufan and asked.
"Myself."
Zhao Yufan curled his lips and said with a smile, "I won't run away anyway."
"You" Hongling was speechless, too angry to speak.
At this time, an old man said impatiently: "You go to other places to talk and don't disturb our chess game."
Hong Ling rolled her eyes, pouted and said, "I know, two seniors."
The three of them walked not far from the bamboo forest and were silent for a while.
Zhao Yufan was the first to speak: "Is there any news?"
Hong Ling leaned lazily on a green bamboo and said with a smile: "There is a lot of news, but why don't you give me some reward?"
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