The old monk raised the teapot again...

"Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

"..."

Just like that, the old monk's raised arm paused in mid-air, and after a while, the clear-colored liquid poured out of the small teapot in his hand again.

"What do you want to hear?"

"all!"

Huo Sijue endured, word by word grinding out from his teeth.

This can't be blamed on him. When he got the medal when he learned that he was still alive, he was really happy. He held the medal and never put it down overnight.

But what about after being happy?

He saw that he actually colluded with the old thing, ten medals, smuggled arms, developed a huge power secretly, and controlled the White House for decades.

Every piece of everything is inseparable from his shadow.

Why is this happening?

Isn't it bad to be a hero who sacrificed for the country?

Why does he have to be a bug in the ditch and make a mess with a beast, does it make him happy?

Huo Sijue has almost no way to solve himself, this is the only time in his life.

The old monk saw his expression, and finally, he sighed there.

"Okay, then I'll tell you everything. When should I start? Probably, from the day I woke up again after I thought I was dead."

The old monk fell into memory.

And this memory is also the first time in the past 30 years that he has mentioned it to someone other than Lan Yuan.

"I woke up and saw Lan Yuan, he didn't have his legs amputated at that time, he stood by my bed with a person, and when he saw me wake up, he was very happy, saying that he was far from his imperial cause. closer."

"The great cause of the emperor?"

Huo Sijue asked with a livid face.

The old monk nodded: "Yes, I learned later that besides me, there are many people in his hands who were picked up like me, or in other words, he caught the fish."

Suddenly, he had such a metaphor.

The teacup Huo Sijue was holding didn't move, he stared at him, as if smelling a trace of abnormal information.

fish?

He even compared himself to a fish?

Then his death...?

"No, I was an accident. He didn't dare to move at the time of the Shen family, because your grandfather Shenzongyu was in power, and I was quite famous in the military at that time, so he didn't have the courage to I started, and he asked Pei Shao to save me, purely by accident."

"Is it Pei Shao?"

Huo Sijue flashed a bit of shock again.

Because, if he wanted to remember correctly, Pei Shao was mentioned by Shenzong Yu before. When Pei Qingyun fled, he said that he was a chivalrous person, a person he rarely admired.

But now, he said he saved him?

"Yes, it's Pei Shao from Xixiang. In addition to martial arts, their Pei family also has excellent medical skills. Lan Yuan's legs were later amputated by him, and then he put on prosthetics and turned back to normal."

"..."

Don't know what to say anymore.

Because, he thought of that fierce woman, and the weapon in his hand was indeed a scalpel.

And this scalpel, even Leng Xu was defeated in his hands.

"According to what you mean, it was an accident that he picked you up. Others, he let this Pei Shao save a lot of people, and then became his fish?"

"To be precise, he single-handedly planned to turn others into fish, and then he fished him up. For example, Chenglou, he was originally the same person as your grandfather back then, but later, he planned to let him retreat from the enemy in the south. When, after a crushing defeat, he rescued him from court martial, then he became his fish."

The old monk explained the meaning of this "fish" in detail.

This is indeed the case, because things like military factories, those ten medals, are just a few people with pens, how can they understand that?

Therefore, he needs the strength of the military, and through this method of fishing, it is a very good choice to make those military people with a certain status as pawns in his hands.

Huo Sijue finally understood, and suddenly, his hand holding the cup creaked again.

They are also twins, so that the elder brother can use his own strategy to bring light to the people who were in the dark at that time, while the younger brother will only use it to satisfy his own selfish desires?

Huo Sijue did not speak for a long time.

Until the tea in the teapot became cold and a little monk brought boiling water over, the old monk opened the teapot and added water.

Then he looked at the re-rising mist of water and asked, "What about you? Since it's not his goal, why did you become his fish in the end?"

"..."

The old monk smiled.

The moment he lowered his head and picked up the teapot, he could ignore the faint pain in his right chest.

Why did it end up being his fish?

In fact, it is very simple. Although he was not his target at first, a hunter, if in his net, suddenly finds a more valuable prey.

How could he possibly let it go?

You must know that his fame at that time was no less than that of the little bastard in front of him. JrNovels.com