Chapter 94: Starved to death, Ding died, and feces killed...

Qi Wangjian thought about it and nodded, "What do you want to play, sir?"

Gongsun Ce felt that King Jian of Qi was a good friend, but not suitable to be the King of Qi.

Gongsun Ce picked up the chess pieces and arranged the five white pieces in a row. "We each hold a different type of chess piece, and if we arrange the five pieces in a row to form a five-star chain, we win.

The chess player can intercept and prevent the opponent from completing the five-star connection."

Qi Wangjian looked at the chessboard and thought for a moment, "Let's give it a try?"

Gobang, Warring States version of Beast Chess, Warring States version of Military Chess...

Various chess games that were easy to restore were presented to King Jian of Qi.

King Jian of Qi was completely furious, and even as the sky grew darker, he was still unwilling to let Gongsun Ce leave.

"I believe you have other ways to play chess, sir. Why don't you show me?"

Gongsun Ce shrugged, "It's gone, really gone, not a drop left."

Qi Wangjian felt a little regretful. "Thank you for entertaining me. Palace life is really boring. I want to meet you only because of the letter from the King of Qin.

The king of a country specifically asked to see you, which really made me curious. Today, when I saw you, you are indeed as good as your reputation says. I was shocked by your beauty. "

Gongsun Ce also thought of Yue Ming at this time. After all, Yue Ming had been a victim of Gongsun Ce for a while.

On the way from Zhao to Qi, Gongsun Ce wanted to eat and drink well, and Yue Ming paid for it all.

"If the King of Qi just needs a playmate, I have someone here."

King Jian of Qi went over the information he could find about Gongsun Ce in his mind. "Yue Ming, the son of the former internal historian of Zhao? Great. I hope he can be more interesting."

Before Gongsun Ce left, King Jian of Qi said something somewhat strange.

"Sir, if someone tracks down the Qi royal family in the future, please tell them that the things are no longer in the royal family's hands."

Gongsun Ce was riding in the carriage back to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but on the way he was thinking about King Jian of Qi's last words.

King Jian of Qi was no simple man. No wonder Ying Zheng chose to cut off his water and food supplies, leaving him to starve to death.

Although he was the king of Qi, he was given the ancestral death that the King of Zhao deserved (King Wuling of Zhao starved to death in Shaqiu).

Gongsun Ce couldn't help but think of Hu Hai, and sooner or later he would let him experience the way his ancestors died (King Wu of Qin, Ying Dang, died while carrying a tripod).

Gongsun Ce's thoughts drifted away, and before he knew it, he was halfway there. It would take another day to get back to Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

The carriage, which was supposed to be traveling on the official road, slowly drove towards a small woods on the side.

The wheels rolled over, raising clouds of dust, and the bells on the carriage swayed in the wind, making melodious sounds.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows, and the air is filled with the smell of moist earth.

In the woods, the originally cheerful chirping of birds suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound of the carriage moving echoing in the silence.

Gongsun Ce lifted the curtain of the carriage and raised his eyebrows when he saw that the carriage was actually driving into the grove.

Judging from the sounds sent back by the sickle-weasel, there were many birds and insects in this forest, but now it was completely silent.

This sudden silence often indicates an ambush ahead.

Some of the guards around Gongsun Ce's carriage suddenly became nervous.

The fact that they were sent out by King Jian of Qi as guards was enough to prove their alertness, but at the moment only some of them were on alert. It can be imagined that these guards were not all guards.

Gongsun Ce shook his head. He originally wanted to spare King Jian of Qi's life, but now it seemed better to let him starve to death.

Even if this ambush had nothing to do with Qi Wangjian, it would not affect Gongsun Ce's anger at Qi Wangjian. At this moment, the sickle weasel once again sent back a faint sound of footsteps.

To ordinary people, the footsteps of these six people made almost no sound.

But to the kamaitachi, these six people had breathing sounds and heartbeats, and when they passed by a place, they left behind subtle friction sounds and wind sounds.

Gongsun Ce lit up his golden pupils and looked towards the source of the sound. There were six people hiding there, and judging by their figures, they should be six old men.

Six old men stood in a row, calm and composed, faintly forming a formation - Di Ze Twenty-Four.

The auras of the six old men were connected. Gongsun Ce sensed that they were only six grandmasters, five of whom were at the highest level and one was at the late stage of the grandmaster level.

At this moment, after the formation of the twenty-four swamps, the intentions of the six masters showed signs of merging into one.

Gongsun Ce touched his chin. Six masters were comparable to one early-stage grandmaster. There was indeed something to it.

No wonder some people actually believed it after Nong Jia admitted to killing Bai Qi.

It is a fantasy for six masters to kill a grand master, but it is not impossible for a grand master to kill a grand master.

Gongsun Ce spoke loudly, and the air current carried his voice accurately to the ears of the six people, "Come out, why are you hiding?"

Hearing this, the six old men no longer hid and walked out from the darkness. They held weapons in their hands, their eyes were sharp as knives, and they were obviously ready for battle.

Gongsun Ce did not leave the carriage, but broke the window and then split the wooden strip in his hand into six.

Gongsun Ce bent his finger and a piece of wood flew out, accurately hitting the long sword in the hand of the Lord of Arms, "Lord of Arms."

Gongsun Ce flicked his fingers again, and a piece of wood attacked the master, but was knocked away by the master's toes the next moment, "Master."

Gongsun Ce used the same trick again and stretched out the wooden sticks one after another, but they were intercepted by the other four people.

"The King of Medicine, the God of Valley, the Disciple of Yu, and the String Sect."

"Yes, it is us."*6
They spoke in unison, demonstrating the tacit understanding among the six people.

After retiring to the Tomb of the Six Sages, the six people's daily life was only spent on studying Di Ze Twenty-Four. The tacit understanding they formed over time was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Why stop me?"

"Tian Meng told us that you killed the chivalrous leader Tian Guang. Even though Master Xun vouched for you, we still have to investigate you."

The historian's words were very convincing, but the response he received was Gongsun Ce's sneer, "Haha, you framed me for murder without any evidence and blocked my way, what a peasant."

Xian Zong took a step forward, and his momentum suddenly pressed towards the carriage where Gongsun Ce was. "The order of Shennong spread throughout the world, and it read: 'The one who killed Tian Guang is Tian Meng, and the one who kills Tian Meng is the leader of the chivalrous.'

We all know Tian Meng well, he would never murder the leader of the chivalrous clan, and you are Qin..."

Gongsun Ce controlled the airflow to lift the curtain of the car. Gongsun Ce's golden eyes faced Xian Zong. Xian Zong's momentum was suddenly broken and he almost revealed his true purpose.

"Plus, I am the Grand Commandant that King Qin Zheng is about to welcome back to the country, so even if I am not the murderer of Tian Guang, I am still your target, right?"

Gongsun Ce completed the unfinished words for Xian Zong, who was suddenly speechless.

"The tyranny of Qin is unjust, and everyone must resist!"

The words of the God of Valley confirmed the real purpose of their expedition.

Gongsun Ce shook his head gently, "The Master said: 'At fifteen I set my mind on learning, at thirty I stood firm, at forty I had no doubts, at fifty I knew the will of Heaven, at sixty I was able to listen to others, at seventy I followed my heart's desire without transgressing the rules.'

I thought you were all elders who knew your destiny and could distinguish right from wrong, but I didn't expect you were just a bunch of reckless people, extremely stupid."

(End of this chapter)