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Chapter twenty-five encounters strange people on the road

Chapter 25 Encountering a strange man on the road

This is my second time separation from Li Mochou. Last time I stayed at home and learned art with Ouyang Feng, but this time I suddenly realized that I didn’t know where I was going. Go to find Ouyang Feng? Continue Ouyang asked my grandfather to teach me martial arts, forget it, he is taking care of his newly acquired female disciples. Thinking of this, Zhang Mo’s bargaining face suddenly appeared, which made me feel disgusted. After thinking for a long time, I finally decided: go back and see Aunt Sun, the place that makes me feel home in this world.

I spent a lot of money after staying in the small village for more than three months (after all, I feel embarrassed to eat and drink for free). Before Li Mochou separated from me, I gave out all the five hundred taels of gold from the bottom of the box. After walking for a while, I suddenly felt the "economic crisis" and I had to sleep in the wilderness to save money. However, there was nothing to do along the way. Before leaving, Li Mochou gave me a set of internal skills and mental techniques of the ancient tomb sect, and wrote a few pages of martial arts experience he had summarized over the years and handed it to me. The martial arts of the ancient tomb sect are lively and elegant, of course, they pay attention to the changes and flexibility of moves. Therefore, the things that Li Mochou gave me are very suitable for me to improve my understanding and use of martial arts moves, especially Li Mochou.

The martial arts experience summarized by the seven years of traveling around the world is actually more valuable than this set of internal skills. I give it to me without thinking about it now, which makes me have a bit of a lot of imagination: When I spent time with Li Mochou in that peaceful village and the expression on her face when she parted, I vaguely felt that Li Mochou and I were no longer a simple "sibling" relationship. I shook my head and I was a little self-deprecating. How could the beauty Li like me? But in my heart, I still had a little fantasy. I lay on the river and looked at my appearance. The outline was clear, and my eyes were also bright and bright... "Will she like this?" My mind suddenly swayed, "Oh my God, what am I thinking, practice your skills quickly!"

After leaving Sichuan and coming to Hanzhong, I suddenly had the idea of ​​going to my hometown Xi'an. Of course, her current name is Chang'an (Xi'an Prefecture was established here in the Ming Dynasty, and my life came from this). As the oldest city in Chinese history, she still has her own unique charm to this day (I'm sorry to praise my hometown, sorry). Unfortunately, I am already in a hurry now, and it's a bit troublesome to cross the Qinling Mountains. Although there are many treasures in the tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain, Mochou's master is not sure whether she dies. When I think of the old pervert, I still feel scared, so I turned to continue to go south and headed towards Xiangyang.

At this time, Xiangyang City did not have the desolate atmosphere before the war, because the Great Jin Kingdom became the last barrier for the Southern Song Dynasty to avoid Mongolian invasion. Although it had been beaten to the point where it was lost, its hometown was huddled in a small place in Huainan. The ruling class of the Southern Song Dynasty did not have any sense of crisis, and still fantasized about the successive victory of the "Song-Mongol League" and the drunkenness of singing and dancing. I was still very interested in this ancient city. Seeing the bustling crowds in the city still busy in an orderly manner, I would think that Guo Jing and Huang Rong would lead the heroes to fight the Mongols here in a few years, and the real god eagle was probably about to begin.

After walking around the city, I searched for a teahouse for a break. There were crowds of people here, and almost all kinds of people from all walks of life, so the teahouse has always been a great place to discuss various topics and collect various information. The topic of discussion is the murder of the leader of the Moyi Sect in southern Yunnan that occurred a few months ago. It is said that it was done by a man and a woman. The two snatched a poison scripture of the Moyi Sect and are now missing. However, a Taoist nun nicknamed Chi Lian Fairy appeared recently. Not only was the martial arts master skilled, but he also threatened to kill all the poor people in the world... When talking about this, someone said that the Lu Mansion in Jiaxing seven years ago, "I heard that Lu Zhanyuan and his wife didn't even have a child. Is it true that the woman who came to the Lu Mansion said back then? Alas~~, retribution...

", "Who is the Lu family now?" "I heard that it is a Lu Liding, who is Lu Zhanyuan's younger brother..." This kind of topic changed after a while. Everyone finally talked about the severe drought in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The rice price rose from 20 guan per stone to 40 guan. The fifty guan had not stopped yet. The court only issued a symbolic disaster relief order to this. The local government responded clearly, but there were no substantive measures... This type of topic about people's livelihood talks for the longest time. It seems that in any era, people's livelihood issues are the topics that the people are most concerned about. During this period, there were also a few Confucian scholars who came out to praise the Song court, but they had to leave in shame in the eyes of everyone. Looking at the various performances in front of me, I could only sigh helplessly: "The demise of the Song Dynasty is not unfair at all!"

"Boy, be careful of the misfortune coming from his mouth." An old man who looked about fifty years old suddenly approached slowly. Although he was walking slowly, his figure made me feel like a ghost. He looked at the old man intently and saw that he was a strange appearance and graceful manner. He was wearing a blue dress and leaning straight on his tall and thin body, wearing a soapy square scarf on his head. Although he looked like a scholar, it made people seem that he was definitely different from the sour scholars who were just "making trouble". Before I could react, he was already sitting in front of me freely.

The old man should know martial arts, and he is beyond me. "Unfathomable" is the only feeling when I first met him. "The spy from the Song Dynasty!" I immediately denied my random thoughts, "The Song Dynasty's speech is relatively free, and I have never heard of those broken things in the Ming Dynasty!" After calming down, I said, "What's the trouble if you want to add a crime? If the Song Dynasty will destroy the country because of my words, it will be a waste of my life!" The old man saw my hidden worries, and then said, "What's the trouble if you want to add a crime?" He smiled and said, "You kid is open-minded, it's hard to

I am as worried as a villain. What does the Song Dynasty have to do with me? I am just curious about what you said when you are young? "I saw that the old man didn't seem to be pretending, and then thought for a while and replied: "Now the court is drunk and dreaming and the court's leadership is corrupt. Now it ignores people's livelihood, which leads to the public grievances. You are over fifty years old, but you still don't care about the luck of the court, which shows that the court actually has nothing to cherish in your heart. The so-called country does not know how to worry about the people, and the people do not know how to worry about the country. The Song Dynasty has long been a general without a country."

"The country does not know how to worry about the people, and the people do not know how to worry about the country." The old man was silent, muttering quietly for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Little brother, what you said is quite interesting, as if you contain the Buddhist theory of cause and effect, and the principle of the cycle of heaven and earth. I have never heard of it for decades. I wonder if I can tell my name?" I stood up and saluted to the old man and said, "Junior Jiang Hui, a native of Chang'an. I don't know the name of the old man?" The old man looked at me for a while and whispered: "Little brother, you will know my name when you know it, but I remember you in response to your answer just now. If you have the chance, I will definitely be with you, take care of you!" After saying that, my body flashed again, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye.

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