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Chapter 129 Seventeen Years(2/3)

Then take a step and continue walking to the top of the mountain.

At first, my steps were a little wandering, as if I was hesitating or thinking, but as I walked, I became more determined.

Da da da.

I stepped on the stone steps up the mountain with my boots and finally reached the top of the mountain.

It is a bit far-fetched to call this building on the top of the mountain an academy, because there are not many scholars in it, and there are not even many books.

In terms of shape, it looks more like a Taoist temple.

Unfortunately, Taoism is not practiced here either.

No gods, no popularity, no involvement.

The door was closed tightly, and the iron ring with animal heads crossing it was rusty, and the red paint on the door had long since peeled off.

The reason why Gao Zheng suddenly retired from office at that time is still a mystery. And the time locked in this unknown mountain has never been answered.

Maybe it won't happen in this life.

Ge Fei walked to the side door, gently pushed open the ajar door, and stepped into the courtyard with an overwhelming creaking sound.

The tall knotted trees were silent.

The courtyard was once again filled with fallen leaves.

No one else is allowed to visit here, and there are never any servants to serve.

A high-ranking official has no wife or children, and after becoming an official, he has no friends or neighbors.

In these seventeen years, only Ge Fei came here.

Therefore, the fallen leaves all over the courtyard were cleaned by Ge Fei on normal days when he came over.

A big broom made of bamboo branches was leaning against the wall, with a withered color.

But Ge Fei just passed by.

He stepped on the fallen leaves and walked in, walking through the deserted front yard amid the rustling sound.

The leaves are swirling in the wind.

He felt vaguely uneasy.

Where does it come from?

"call……"

He took a long breath and continued walking forward.

The breath on my body is very stable.

But his eyes are black sometimes and white sometimes.

It changed like this repeatedly for a while, and finally returned to its normal appearance, slightly swollen, not very impressive, but with eyes that matched this face.

He stepped through the middle gate, stepped onto a fine gravel path, walked in a winding path for a while, and then arrived at the backyard.

The backyard was equally deserted, with cobwebs covering the corners.

He walked a few steps, took a brief look, and found the small door to the backyard. He walked over and gently opened the wooden door.

Then I saw the back mountain.

A wooden door opened the cliff.

Everything that is picturesque is mixed in time and reflected in the eyes

There is a smooth white stone chessboard, and an old man sitting in front of the chessboard, frowning in deep thought.

His brows were frowned so tightly, as if they were sewn together with invisible threads, as if they were hiding endless sorrow.

He is solitary and solemn, like a stone sculpture.

After him and the chessboard, there are Gao Ya and Yun Wu.

He was playing chess on the cliff, but there were nineteen lines on the chessboard, but not a single chess piece.

This situation, this person.

A kind of silent loneliness, an eternal loneliness.

Who is he playing against? And what moves are he using?

Ge Fei walked forward.

"Sit down." Gao Zheng suddenly said.

Although the fine lines on his forehead have become somewhat obvious, his sculptured facial contours still reveal some of the grace of his youth.

He must have been a handsome man back then.

Of course, like all beautiful things in the world, it is wasted by time.

Although he said one sentence or one word.

But this sentence seems to have nothing to do with him at all.

His eyes were still looking at the chessboard, and his face was full of worry. He didn't know why he was worried.

Ge Fei thought for a while and sat down opposite him.

Gao Zheng faced a long test with a blank chess board, which lasted for a long time.

Just when Ge Fei began to feel impatient, the famous prime minister of the Yue Kingdom spoke.

"For the past seventeen years, Ge Fei could only stand and watch, but could not sit on the chess bench."

"I hope he can understand it, but I don't want him to understand it. I wonder if you can understand this contradiction?"

Gao Zheng raised his head and looked at Ge Fei opposite the chessboard with very calm eyes: "Chaos? Zhu Jiuyin?"

Ge Fei's expression suddenly changed!

His eyes changed in an instant. The left eye was as black as ink with no whites, and the right eye was as white as snow with no pupils. A terrifying aura awakened in his body! Vigorous! Flamboyant!

The blood is surging, and the muscles are filled with strength.

For a moment, the heaven and earth seemed like a prison, and murderous intentions arose like wolf smoke.

But Gao Zheng just looked at him calmly.

It didn't get dark, nor did it get any brighter.

Nothing seems to have changed.

In other words, he can't change anything.

The silent exchange lasted for some time.

A piece of green moss peeled off on the edge of the high cliff.

Ge Fei suddenly smiled: "Why don't you call me Ge Fei?"

His terrifying aura subsided in an instant, and his eyes returned to normal.

He sat upright opposite Gao Zheng, looking very gentle.

"Ge Fei will not sit on this chess bench or sit opposite me." Gao Zheng said lightly.

Ge Fei immediately stood up, stood next to the blank chessboard, and looked like he was thinking. Then he asked: "Teacher, the student really can't understand, who are you playing chess with?"

Blank chessboard with no answers.

Gao Zheng didn't give it either.

This Prime Minister, who led the Alliance of Fallen Immortals, once visited Mugu Academy, and was praised as the most successful person in the history of the Yue Kingdom, seems to be just a lonely old man sitting alone in the background.

He even seemed slow to speak. He just said slowly: "Leather can't see the cobwebs, fallen leaves, and dust. He has been cleaning for me since he was five years old. I remember that at that time... he was not as tall as a broom."

His eyes were far away, as if they had penetrated time, imitating a child's confident tone: "I'm not as tall as a broom, I want to sweep the world!"

He narrowed his eyes again and replied: "If you don't sweep one house, why sweep the world?"

But now, Ge Fei, who was sitting opposite him, said seriously: "I will remember to clean it later."

Gao Zhe seemed to sigh, but he didn't seem to.

After all, he just sat there and said slowly: "You are too nervous."

"Yi Shengfeng senses danger, but he doesn't know who you are, and he doesn't know enough about Ge Fei..."

He raised his head and asked: "Why can't Ge Fei let him feel the danger?"

Facing the old man's eyes, Ge Fei smiled: "You are right."

"You have lived in Yue for so many days, and your identity as the direct descendant of the Ge family can give you enough convenience. But you don't know me better, and you want to control me so that I can hide your identity for you...

…You are too arrogant.”

Gao Zheng emphasized slowly: "In this world, you have no right to be arrogant."

Ge Fei lowered his head to show that he was taught: "You taught me the right lesson."
To be continued...
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