Chapter 029 The book of people, when the death of death

The car was sitting in the city’s highest-priced fertile beauty of the flower girl, to see one side of the need for 500 taels of silver as a brick, even if he is the son of the king of Beilang, just from her mouth to listen to some anecdotes of the jianghu, but also have to pay the same.

Xu Fengyen although reading books can be unforgettable, but still on the scene is very vague memory, so he “future” even if many times from the hands of the little girl received beef sauce, even if later by a young girl assassins, did not recognize her, will be the year that he casually gifted a pearl hairpin of the small child.

In the chaotic world, human life is as cheap as grass, years of honor and death, who will pay attention to their own in the youth of a copy of the original is careless good deed?

At that time, His Royal Highness thought more about how to guard against assassinations outside the house, thinking about how to practice martial arts revenge, thinking about how to cope with the master Li Yishan’s heavy coursework, there are too many things are too busy. If many of the sons of the great families can still have some leisure, even if the young man does not know the taste of sorrow, but also for the endowment of new words, then his entire teenage years, always gray and foggy impression. Not only hold grudges, but also ignorant, but also ignorant to annoyed at Xu Snapdragon has the two big titles of Beiliang King and Dazhuguo, but do nothing, refused to take revenge. So at that time Xu Fengyen was very disgusted with his status as a son, even Xu Snap, a feudal king with 300,000 iron horsemen could not avenge his death, even if he became the hereditary king of Beiliang, what could he do? The young man was thinking more about practicing martial arts, practicing swords, becoming a supreme expert, and then going to Tai’an City to find the emperor sitting on the dragon chair.

Xu Fengnian came to the grave of a new tomb, and after the Xu family escorts who secretly escorted the young girl left, he saw a middle-aged man who was unexpected and reasonable.

Huang Sanjia.

Huang Longshi, the head of the three great devils of Spring and Autumn.

The man who traveled North Liang An planted a long line of spies, and had been carefully observing that Junior Highness for this period of time, he appeared beside the little girl who was kneeling in front of the grave without getting up, squatted down, pinched up a piece of yellow clay, and quickly and familiarly pinched up a small clay sculpture, handed it to the little girl, and asked, “Does it look like it?”

The little girl snapped at the sound and did not take the clay figure, but moved back a few steps on her knees, her eyes cold.

He pinched the clay figure with both fingers, raised his arm, and continued to ask, “Does it look like it?”

Ragged straw shoes rotten thin clothes, hands and feet are full of cracked see bone frostbite little girl, stagnant for a moment, wide-eyed look at the mud man, snatched a hand, careful hands in the arms, finally bawling.

The middle-aged man sat on his butt on the ground, and softly laughed, “The clay figure is like your mother, but you, like my daughter, I’m glad to have met you, it’s more than I’ve ever been happy to find any ‘person on the book’ in this spring and autumn.”

The little girl only tore up her heart and wept.

He didn’t care, his eyes were unusually gentle, just like a nearly desperate father who found his long-lost dear daughter in another country, ten thousand miles away.

The little girl stopped crying, but still didn’t dare to approach this strange man.

But she knew he should mean no harm.

For she did not hate it from the bottom of her heart.

Huang Longshi sat in the mud in front of the grave, “I will teach you martial arts in the future, the young man you want to repay your kindness is also a man of the book, but he will die when he is less than thirty years old, the official history and wild history recorded many kinds of strange and weird ways to die, anyway, all of them are cursed, the best and the worst one, said that he died under the hooves of the iron of the Northern Mang, and he died with no whole body. I think it would be a good kind of repayment for him to die at your hands in the future.”

Huang Longshi looked at her tender face that couldn’t understand too much but was filled with sadness, his heart suddenly softened, and he softly said, “Since the person who turned the book somehow came to the book and wasn’t crushed to death by the pages, what happens in the future may be impossible to say.”

Huang Longshi stood up and smiled as he extended his hand to her.

The little girl stood up as he held her hand, then looked off into the distance at a field of golden sunflowers, transfixed.

Huang Longshi turned his head to look at the small mound of freshly cultivated soil and sighed, not having to think about it, he knew that the grave would be ploughed open time and time again by money-grubbing people who didn’t respect the ghosts and gods, just to take away the bead-adorned gold hairpin. But he did not tell her this.

The little girl suddenly ran to the field of golden sunflowers and folded two of them, placing one in front of the grave, and then, after some thought, she put down the other one, which she intended to carry on her shoulder, and placed it at her feet.

She knelt down on the dirt floor, facing away, and kowtowed heavily three times.

Xu Fengnian, who happened to be standing in the direction of the little girl’s kneeling, gently sidestepped.

The “Thousand Character Classic” in the “Three Hundred Thousand Monks” begins with the magnificent “Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, and the Universe”, in which the universe is analyzed into the eight characters of “Up and Down, Four Directions, and Ancient and Modern Times”.

The Great Dream of Spring and Autumn Learned by the Taoist old man Zhao Xituan is, in the final analysis, due to the “out of no origin, into no hole” of a person who had attained Taoism in the ancient times.

This is the essence of the later generations of celestials’ out-of-body wanderings.

This Xu Fengnian here and now, raised his head and looked into the distance together with that Huang Longshi who is only at the age of puzzlement now.

At the top of Little Lotus Peak, the New Liang King, who in the past ten times of out-of-body spiritual traveling had not hindered his external physical body from walking and thinking, was like a half-dead man who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Wudang and sword idiot Wang Xiaoping the same generation of Song Zhiming Chen Carefree Yu Xingrui, these three old Taoists, take turns for Xu Fengyen “guarding the pass”.

The second one came late, because Song Zhiming, who was guarding the pass at that time, knew the end after the peach wood sword flew up the mountain. Chen Carefree and Yu Xingrui were both silent when they heard the news.

Yu Xingrui, except for his younger brother, Hong Zaixiang, was the one who had the most natural temperament, and his sadness and happiness were clearly distinguishable. The old man’s back against the giant feet of the stone turtle, tilted his head up, did not dare to look at the hovering flying sword.

Chen Careless, who was even older than this master who was the head teacher of this generation of Wudang, sat beside this master’s brother and said softly, “This is considered a joyful mourning, and you don’t want to let little master Wang go without peace of mind.”

Yu Xingrui nodded woodenly and said, “The master teacher’s senior brother has left, the youngest senior brother has left, the youngest senior brother Wang has also left, and the senior brother Song has also said that he will soon leave, this is only a few years of work, our six senior brothers ……”

Chen Carefree laughed: “But they all left with no regrets ah, and you look back and think about it, the jade axe for you to bring up the mountain, there are also so many descendant children also went up the mountain, in the future there will be generations of newcomers to the mountain, some times looking at those young faces, even I am such a rigid old antique, can’t help but want to laugh ah.”

Yu Xingrui sighed and said in a muffled voice, “I’m not as thoughtful as you.”

Chen Careless snickered, “Your disciple is better than you.”

Yu Xingrui said in a sullen voice, “If he dares not to receive back his little master, he will continue to be his Sect Leader, and I will not recognize him as my disciple anyway.”

Chen Careless said in an exasperated voice, “Still being reasonable or not? Senior brother I’m in charge of the precepts, and I still want to eat a board at my old age?”

Yu Xingrui suddenly laughed, rubbed his cheeks and said with emotion: “When we were young, it was Master Peng who was in charge of the precepts on the mountain, I always liked to fight against Master, and when his old man got angry, he always said that he had the ability to be the headmaster before he didn’t come to take charge of me, but I never imagined that this child Yu Axe was the headmaster, and I ah, I don’t have any regrets anymore.”

Chen Carefree said worriedly, “It’s not a matter of stopping them one by one.”

Yu Xingrui, who has traveled the longest time in the jianghu, shook his head and said, “There is no way, the world’s top ten masters of all times, in addition to the recent hijacking of Gao Shulu, the devil Luoyang and Broken Spear Teng Mao teamed up, how have I ever heard of which two are still fighting side by side? What’s more, this time Deng Tai’a is favoring Wang Xianzhi, while Cao Changqing, even if he has the intention to intervene, but Chu has already been restored to the country, he will not leave Guangling Road. Even if someone is willing to join hands with Ping to fight the enemy, will our senior brothers be willing? If he is willing to do so, I’m afraid he won’t be able to utilize the last perfect sword. Even further back, stopping Wang Xianzhi is not stalling for time, Wang Xianzhi is not walking slowly, but definitely not fast, the people who are stopping the road are just using their own methods to find a breakthrough.”

Chen Careless said helplessly, “It would be good if young master is still around, in this kind of battle, one person is more useful than 300,000 iron horsemen.”

Yu Xingrui thought for a moment and said, “It’s better to ask for help than to ask for help. The only way to come is to cherish your own blessings.”

Chen Carefree stopped talking.

The two sat on the other side of the turtle camel’s back, when they coldly heard their senior brother, Song Zhiming, make a surprised sound.

The two old men got up to see, finally relieved, looked at each other and smiled.

A “Xu Fengyin” returned to his senses, but did not return to his body, stood near the mahogany sword, and gently bowed to the three Wudang real people.

A month later, on the peak of the bright moon shining in the sky, Chen Careless waited for the second Xu Fengyian to return.

In front of him, there was a cloud of Spiritual Purple-Gold Qi, flowing and lingering leisurely around this Xu Fengyen.

Xu Fengyen was lying on his side on the cliffside, propping up his head with one hand, facing away from the mountain.

Sleeping in spring and autumn, sleeping in spring and autumn, the stone root lies high and forgets its years. Not lying felt, not covered, heaven and earth as a bed to drape the bright moon. When the thunder and lightning destroyed Mount Tai, when ten thousand fathoms of sea water fell in the air, when the black dragon shouted and the ghosts and gods were frightened, I was sleeping soundly at that time. ……

With the eyes to the nose, nose to the door of life, the heart and eyes to the inner view. The breath is continuous, the silent practice, the virtual pole is quiet and certain. The real gas floats in the danchi, and the divine water surrounds the five inner parts of the body. Calling out the armor and summoning the hundred spirits, my god went out of the nine palaces and traveled freely in the green and blue. Dreaming to see the sea, smoke to mention the yin and yang, I do not know how many years have passed beyond the spring and autumn ……

This person who forgets his worries.

Truly is that, a high pillow.

There are already three Xu Fengnian on the mountain, either sitting or lying or standing.

Just short of the last one.

On an early morning with the rising sun, the seated Xu Fengyian began to be struck by lightning as if he wanted to try his best to wake up.

Chen Carefree was shocked in his heart, the old man should know that this was not good news even if he did not know the subtleties of the Dream Spring and Autumn, he should know that this was not good news.

According to reason, the latest spy report said that Wang Xianzhi is still in Hezhou, has not yet entered the Northern Liang Road, even if Xu Fengyen has previewed and calculated something, at the very least there are still Xu Yan soldiers who can resist for a while, the new Liang King should not be in such a hurry, could it be that he has encountered some irresistible setback in his sleeping and wandering?

Chen Careless didn’t dare to say anything, he could only listen to the fate of the heavens.

Finally, Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and after a moment of contemplation, murmured, “Can’t wait any longer.”

For the time being, Xu Fengyen, who only had Gao Shulu’s body but not a complete soul, turned around and faced Chen Cao guiltily and said, “All these years, I owed Wudang too much.”

Chen Cao took a deep breath and slowly said, “Without true martial arts, what is Wudang.”

Chen Cao then couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “Why did you wake up early?”

Xu Fengyen laughed it off and just shook his head without giving an answer.

Xu Fengyen walked towards a dozen feet inside the cliff, turned around and started running and sprinting.

The remaining two Xu Fenian made way for a path to the top of the mountain.

Xu Fengyen leapt out of Lotus Peak.

Crashing into the sea of clouds.

Crash into the foot of the mountain.

As the loud sound like a great mountain hitting a heavenly bell came from afar, even Chen Cao who was standing on the peak felt the entire mountain shake a little.

Chen Cao was suddenly a bit uneasy.

This was a bell ringing like a death knell.

Xu Fengyen bent his knees and landed on the ground, smashing a large pit several people high at the foot of the mountain, and after leaping out of the pit, he continued to run wildly towards the border of Northern Liang.

When one lives a lifetime, there is always a moment when there is no need to be reasonable, which will bring out a thought.

When dead, then dead!