Wanbao Lady

Chapter 403: Confusion

An hour ago.

Inside an unknown underground fortification.

Gongshu Ming, with dark circles under his eyes and a tired face, returned to his own room and sat cross-legged on the bed.

After meditating for a while and regaining some strength, he opened his eyes, but his eyes were filled with heavy dejection like gray fog.

He said nothing, with a confused look on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a while.

"Oh! What should I do..." he murmured in a low voice.

At this time.

"Dong dong dong."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Gongshu Ming was startled and quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

"Brother Li, it's you!"

He forced a smile, quickly welcomed the person into the room, and then closed the door.

The visitor carefully examined his expression, then bowed and said, "Brother Gongshu, I've noticed that you've been absent-minded these days, and you've been hanging your head and sighing from time to time. I wonder what's happened to you? Why don't you tell me about it, so that I can share your worries!"

Hearing this, Gongshu Ming's expression changed, and a touch of emotion flashed across his eyes. He patted his good friend, who he had only known for a few months but with whom he got along particularly well due to their similar experiences and temperaments, and then invited him to the guest table and sat down.

He hesitated for several times, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked in a deep voice: "Brother, we have been here for four months. How do you feel about this place?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Although this place is strictly controlled and we cannot contact the outside world, compared to the prison, I have clothes and food, a certain amount of training salary every month, and I can talk with fellow practitioners like my brother. It's already the best."

At least it’s much better than the dark and gloomy Demon Suppression Prison!

Gongshu Ming nodded and said, "Then what do you think of what we have done?"

Hearing this, the man was silent for a moment, his eyes unconsciously looking at the table, "The court said that this is a good thing that benefits the country and the people..."

"A good thing? Yes, it is a good thing for our Great Zhou, but..." Gongshu Ming sighed deeply, "You and I are both formation masters. We have been here for such a long time, I believe my dear brother is not unaware of it. This formation... is detrimental to the harmony of heaven!"

He suddenly looked at the person opposite him, and said bitterly, "If this formation is completed and put into operation, you and I both know what will happen in the North!"

As he spoke, he covered his forehead in pain, "No wonder those people tried their best to destroy it... This act of sucking blood and marrow, if you put yourself in their shoes, any person with lofty ideals will not remain indifferent! But we..." Gongshu Ming choked in his throat, "Although the other side is a foreign race, there are also tens of millions of innocent people. How are we different from the executioner in repairing this formation?"

At the end of his speech, his voice involuntarily became louder.

Boundless guilt overwhelmed him like an ocean, causing him to cry out loud.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was gloomy, as if covered with a thick layer of frost.

The man's expression was moved, and a look of guilt flashed across his eyes. "But this incident must have taught those people a lesson. Even if we repair this formation, they probably won't dare to act as recklessly as before. They will probably restrain themselves a lot... The impact on the North should also be reduced a lot..."

After hearing these words of comfort, Gongshu Ming wiped his tears and slowly raised his head.

His eyes were fixed.

"I've made up my mind," he said suddenly.

"What decision?" the man was surprised.

But Gongshu Ming's eyes flashed with determination, "I have made up my mind. I will tell the manager tomorrow that I want to... withdraw! I will not do such a thing that harms others and benefits myself!"

As soon as these words fell, it was like thunder, making the man's head buzz.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he put his hands on the man's shoulders, "You're crazy!" As if he felt that what he said was wrong, he softened his tone and advised kindly: "We know such a confidential matter, do you think the higher-ups will let us out? Even if they let us out, do you still want to stay in prison with nothing for decades?"

But Gongshu Ming slowly closed his eyes, "I have made up my mind...! I am already guilty, and I don't want to add more sins!"

Hearing this, the man sat down dejectedly, his eyes tangled for a while, and he gritted his teeth, "Then tomorrow, my brother and I will go find the steward and quit together!"

After these words were spoken, it was Gongshu Ming's turn to be shocked.

"Brother, you..."

"I have known you for a long time, and I am grateful for your care. Otherwise, I would have been bullied and ostracized by those hypocritical people! To be honest, not only you, but I also think this is against the harmony of heaven. Since you are willing to leave, how can I stay here with peace of mind?"

"Besides," the man's eyes flashed with a dark color, "We know such a secret, it is still a question whether you can withdraw safely. There is always a risk. I don't want you to take risks alone, maybe two people can take care of you..."

Hearing this, Gongshu Ming's face was even more moved.

He patted the other person on the shoulder, and everything was said without words.

Because the management here is strict, the man didn't want to stay for long. After talking for a while, he bowed and left.

Suddenly Gongshu Ming was the only one left in the room.

He paced back and forth in the room, happy yet nervous, his heart pounding.

Two scrolls hanging on the wall suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't help but look over there, his gaze fixed.

One of the two portraits depicts an old man with a kind face.

He is the founder of their Kongsui sect.

The other painting uses ink to lightly outline a scene of a fairy mountain. At the top of the mountain, a group of buildings can be seen half hidden and half visible in the clouds.

All the emotions in my heart, such as anxiety, uneasiness, guilt, depression, excitement, etc., seemed to have found a breakthrough.

After all, whether this can be accomplished is still an unknown.

If you think about it in a more ruthless way, it is not impossible that you may lose your life because of it.

It would be fine if he was the only one, but Li Xiandi was willing to withdraw with him...

Thinking of this, Gongshu Ming could not help but stand in front of the two scrolls, tidied his clothes, and then straightened his body and bowed respectfully to both sides.

"Grandmaster, Madam, I am really worried and confused..."

He immediately chattered on about the whole thing and the mixed feelings in his mind, as if he was talking to a trusted elder.

But I don’t know.

In the distant Yudu Mountain, a person's expression gradually changed because of his confession.

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In the secret realm.

Chongfan lowered his eyes slightly and listened attentively to the words in his ear.

Although the other party was not her believer, the scroll she had casually given him was painted by her personally, and inevitably bore a trace of her aura.

Now that he was confessing his worries to the scroll, his words could somehow reach her ears.

A quarter of an hour later.

The voice in my ear disappeared.

Chongfan stared at the ground and tapped his knuckles on his knees involuntarily.