Chapter 1186: Old dream gone, new journey (Part 2)
"How to say?"
As the bonfire burned, Chen Fan and Qian Luoning chatted in low voices as they walked through the bright or dark corners under the eaves.
"It's very simple. In the past, the world was governed by rural magnates. Even though there were prefects and county magistrates, the imperial power did not extend to the counties. In the local area, the imperial power and the rural magnates checked and balanced each other. For the people, although the imperial power and the rural magnates both had
They may be persecuted, but after all, the rural sages are rooted in the local area. Even if they exploit and harm the people, there will be a bottom line. But if this check and balance disappears and all power is returned to the government through the struggle for land, then there will be no adequate checks and balances.
There would be no bottom line for officials to exploit the people. At that time, it was difficult to say whether the land taken back from the landlords belonged to the country or to the county magistrate..."
"Then... is it possible to only take over the land first and not fully seize power for the time being?"
"The land requisition is not about the state taking the land and selling it to enrich its own pockets. Moreover, the land is the lifeblood of the landlords. They cannot control the power, and various places are doing it in secret, so the nominal resumption has no substance.
Meaning, and if the land can be taken back, it actually proves that the power of the Chinese army has completely overwhelmed the local sages. To take over the land without taking over the power, and to take over the land confiscation power, this kind of thing will never happen. "
"...Go on."
"And according to Mr. Ning's idea, the recovery of land and power is actually to control and mobilize the people at the bottom. With this control and mobilization ability, they can be driven to study, understand things, and be honest.
After they read the book and understand the principles, they will actually improve a country's mobilization of the people at the bottom. These things complement each other and promote each other, which is a possible way to achieve equality."
"..."
"According to what they say over there, land and power are actually also responsibilities. This power is there, and you can take it away from the hands of the rural sages. After taking it away, you must make a promise that you will be better than the rural sages.
To do better, landlords must actually have concrete methods to protect the interests of all people. If there is no such concrete methodology, even if they claim that equality for all is the truth in the world, it is better to return power to the rural sages.
It is more stable and everyone is equal without methodology, and it is no more just than the exploitation of rural landlords."
The two walked forward, Qian Luoning said the words he heard from Ning Yi, and Chen Fan listened quietly.
For a long time, due to the promotion of Ning Yi, there have been various schools of thought in the Chinese army. During this period, the democratic faction supported by Xigua was the purest and most in-depth exploration of equality. As a veteran of the Miao Jiang family, Chen Fan also
I have known for a long time that Ning Yi would frankly discuss various practical methods of equality with Xigua and others for a long time.
At Xigua's side, Qian Luoning, the right-hand man with the highest understanding, also has the deepest understanding of these things, including in Lao Niutou's experiment. Since Xigua could not go there and sit in charge, Qian Luoning was sent as an observer to carefully watch the entire practice process.
Therefore, the ideas he talked about at this moment are actually similar to Ning Yi's basic idea of promoting this matter.
"... Various deductions have been conducted many times." Qian Luoning said calmly, "In most cases, the local officials stationed in various places, the possibility of corruption, and the response to inspections from above, even drag the inspectors into trouble.
Possibly, they are all higher than a dangerous value. We can hold more meetings, rely on people's self-awareness, or implement torture... but the results are not optimistic. Of course, we can't be sure until we actually take action, whether it is a bit unfounded, because in
In this kind of deduction, everyone will definitely go for the worst outcome..."
"Is there anything Lao Ning can do?"
"I can't tell now." Qian Luoning shook his head. "According to Mr. Ning's opinion, the biggest problem with these deductions is the distance... The Chinese army was in Xiaocanghe, and Mr. Ning could do it alone.
Let it spin up, and if something goes wrong internally, he can respond immediately. When it comes to the three counties of Hedeng, the response is slower, and sometimes problems will occur. Now that we occupy the entire Chengdu Plain, the area is wider, and there are a lot of news coming from other places.
Reviewing is troublesome, especially in rural areas, where it is easy for mistakes to be made..."
"Now that we have defeated the Jurchens, we have the elite soldiers and generals of the Fifth Army and the Seventh Army sitting on the ground. On the surface, no one can afford to make a big splash and force the land reform. Although it is risky, it should still be possible. But if
Looking at the whole world in the future, we will send a working group from Bianliang to Lingnan, and it will take ten days and a half to verify one thing, which will take several months. When they come back, if there is a problem and a second round of verification is done, the evidence will basically be gone.
.In this way, if an official wants to do something bad in another place, the central government will not be able to react at all, but a virtuous landowner who has common interests with the local people will be just."
"Everything depends on information." Qian Luoning said this, shaking his head and smiling, "He said this once, and later suggested that we go to the Gewu Academy to find the answer, saying that sometimes the emergence of new technologies may promote the development of the world.
.We went to take a look, and we had a few ideas, but we were not sure...but we felt that the land reform had been decided. Although the conditions in the world were not good enough, we were still ready to walk a tightrope in the southwest and explore the way.
And you can imagine that Xigua is definitely the most supportive of this matter..."
At this time, the surrounding night was submerged, the stars were blazing, and the restless city was suffering in the rising beacon smoke. This was a moment that symbolized the beginning of another great turmoil in Jiangnan. The two people exchanged these words calmly, and also expressed their thoughts about the southwest.
The future was discussed for a while. It was also at this time that in the darkness of the night, on the wall of the courtyard, a woman with a scar on her face was quietly looking at the undulating lights of the city in the distance.
The traces of Jiangning's past are being wiped away in the burning fireworks. The streets and alleys that I once walked through have changed. The deep houses and courtyards where I lived have also been reduced to ruins. If I come back one day in the future, it may be difficult to find even the traces.
This is her hometown. At this time, there are only occasional shouts and screams from far and near. Those are the voices of this harsh world that are still chewing up the world.
This sound will continue for a long time.
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At the same midnight, blazing light and fire enveloped the streets that had experienced fighting during the day. The solemn rituals of the Great Light Sect were stretching on these long streets, with chanting, prayers, shamanistic dances, and rituals of praying to gods.
Mixed together, they were pointing the way to heaven for the deputy leader Wang Nanda who died in the daytime and the many heroic followers.
Far, far away from this street, in a dark and quiet corner at the northern end of the city, you can see two figures, one large and one small, scattering the white ashes in their hands into the river ahead. And in this quiet place
In the atmosphere, the huge figure was slowly telling an old story about the world, about the past of the Great Guangming Sect, about the ups and downs of life and destiny of several seniors, about Wang Nanda and Sikong Nan.
A journey that has sunk into darkness.
In front of the young monk, the huge figure spoke calmly and calmly, without any sadness.
"A few days ago... I told your uncle about you. He said that when you came to Jiangning, you got a name called the 'Four-foot Y Demon'. He was very worried about you and fell for your teacher.
I find it interesting... This time when I went south, my teacher was worried that you had a soft personality and that your life was not exciting enough. Your uncle's worries were more trivial. When he was young, he was nicknamed "Crazy Tiger". When he is old, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I will
When you accept him as his disciple, he will treat you as his own son and nephew, and his concern for you will never be fake."
"You must remember these. But, as for the matter of revenge for your uncle... don't worry about it."
In the darkness, Lin Zongwu scattered the ashes in his hand little by little, and the young monk beside him choked with sobs: "Master..."
"Peace." Lin Zongwu said, "Your master and master uncle have been in the green forest throughout their lives and have been respected by many people. But similarly, since they have friends, they have also made many enemies. Sometimes these things can be traced back to their roots.
, it can be said that they have a clear conscience, but there are also some who are entangled in cause and effect and cannot explain clearly. Your uncle, as well as the uncle who passed away more than ten years ago, were happy and grudges in their lives. Even if they are not heroes, they are still heroes.
, the death of your uncle is the result of fighting in the battle formation. There is no good or evil, just cause and effect. You must understand this."
"But... he is my uncle, and he is good to me. That is also cause and effect..."
"Your uncle will be pleased if he hears these words." Lin Zongwu smiled, "But peace, you know, I am the leader of the Great Guangming Sect, and your uncle is the deputy leader of the Great Guangming Sect, but
When we entered the city this time, why didn’t my master bring you in, and why didn’t your uncle look for you with great fanfare?”
Ping An choked and wiped his tears: "I'm still young..."
"Because I, my master, and your uncle, hope that you can let go of some unnecessary karma and have a future that is different from ours." The fat monk patted the fearful disciple on the shoulder, "When people grow old, they will be entangled in karma throughout their lives.
, the ins and outs of many things cannot be distinguished and cannot be put aside. The Great Light Sect originated from Manichaeism and has tens of millions of followers from all over the world. However, there are good things and bad things among them. Even as a teacher, I have never experienced them in my life.
Sort it out..."
"Just like the grievances with the Huaxia Army and Liheng in Southwest Ning were caused by Fang La back then, the grievances between us and Fang La are also related to He Yunsheng, the leader of Manichae many years ago..."
Stars were wandering in the night sky, and the water was flowing slowly under the night sky. Lin Zongwu had already talked about the past with the young monk a lot this night. At this time, it was not urgent to talk about He Yunsheng back then and Manichaeism in the past.
He said: "...After the Fang La Yongle Rebellion, Ning Yi was ostensibly working for the right prime minister Qin Siyuan, but secretly he was secretly communicating with Liu Xigua, Chen Fan and other gangsters. After Fang La's death, Fang Qifu was arrested.
The arrests from the Six Gates were escorted to the capital. Fang Baihua, Liu Xigua, Chen Fan and others were waiting for an opportunity to rescue you. Your uncle and I had taken back our teaching rights, so we were entrusted by the officials in the capital to clear up these old grudges. And Ning
Yi arrived, and in order to save Liu Xigua and Chen Fan, they formed a relationship... He is a ruthless person. When he saw Fang Qifu dragging everyone down, he chopped off Fang Qifu's head with his own hands..."
"... Later, after returning as a teacher, he traveled around the world, visited all kinds of masters, and also tried to find Zhou Tong to compete with. On Luliang Mountain... I discovered that he had already had someone at the border with the help of the Youxiang Mansion.
The layout of the second round..."
"...Later, when the Jin people went south for the first time, the Right Prime Minister Qin Siyuan defended Bianliang. Although he defended it, he suffered heavy losses...Everyone knows that Qin Siyuan is a powerful prime minister, who speaks the truth and is headstrong. Anyone who is his enemy will not do it.
What a good end. When he was in power, even Cai Jing, Tong Guan, and Li Gang didn't dare to stroke his beard... When the emperor came to his senses and dismissed him from office, we responded to the voice of the rivers and lakes and entered the capital.
The third round of conflict began... At that time, many masters in the religion... were hunted down by the army and burned..."
"After Qin Siyuan died, he entered the Golden Palace to kill the king... At that time, when he faced the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, he said something..."
"...a bunch of trash."
"Peace." Lin Zongwu put his hands behind his back in the darkness, "In the past, you were young and had a yearning for the Chinese army. Being a teacher didn't think it was a big deal, but for Ning Yi, the grudges and entanglements back then, for
The teacher didn’t tell you much. But after listening to this, do you think this Ning Yi is a good person or a bad person?”
The little monk in the darkness did not speak. The riverside was quiet for a moment, and then Lin Zongwu sighed slightly.
"In the past few years, I have not worried about you asking about the Huaxia Army because during the three years of resistance against the Jin Dynasty in Xiaocanghe, he did indeed do great things in a down-to-earth manner. When the battle of Southwest is settled,
, he defeated Zong Han and Xi Yin, which is also an incredible achievement for us Han people. Over the years, the Jurchens have gone south, and the world has fallen. Anyone with blood must fight for it. Master has done it before leading troops in battles, on the battlefield
I'm not as good as him, but that doesn't mean I don't recognize him. But when you think about the past, is he a good person?"
"...If he was a good person, he should not have inherited the power of the Prime Minister's Office, supported the rebels, and had an affair with the rebels. If he was a good person, he should not have secretly run the Northwest Qingmu Village in the peaceful and prosperous times.
Such a gangster village. If he is a good person, he colludes with the Right Prime Minister's Office, fights against dissidents for the sake of power, and enriches his own pockets. He has done all these things..."
"...Ping'an, the great hero in the southwest today is actually just a tycoon who only thinks about himself in everything, is selfish but also overbearing. If the emperor blocks his way, he will chop off the emperor's head with one knife.
If the court officials made him unhappy, he would tell everyone that they were useless. But after he killed the emperor, he went north to Xiaocang River and occupied the northwest with more than 10,000 people for several years. He first defeated Xixia, and then killed
Loushi, who blocked the Jurchens and millions of armies in the world for several years, killed him without missing a beat, and walked away. He looked down on what others were doing and spoke arrogantly. Outsiders said that he killed Zhou Zhe, which led to the fall of Jingping.
It’s shameful, but he did do it. He is unparalleled in domineering, and as a teacher, you have to recognize this..."
"... Then think about Ping An, how should you deal with the grudges he forged back then? Before he defeated the Jurchens, he could be said to be a teacher who killed a single man for the sake of the world, but after all, he defeated the Jurchens
The real person... those sages in court who called for benevolence, righteousness and morality failed to do it, but such a headstrong person finally did it. If you kill him as a teacher, when the Jurchens come again, no one can defeat them, then
What should we do?”
Lin Zongwu patted the young monk's shoulder and walked slowly along the dark river with his hands behind his hands.
"Some things in the world are very complicated. Whether Ning Yi was good or bad, and whether Qin Siyuan was good or bad back then, some people will comment on it a hundred years later, but now, it is difficult to trace it. Whether you are a teacher or not, you
Whether my uncle has a grudge against the Chinese army or not, I can't explain it clearly and can't solve it. But when the soldiers come, they will block the water and the earth will cover them. When he comes, I will be his enemy. When he fights against the Jurchens, I will cooperate with him. If there is no
When we meet, I will not seek revenge. This is the morality that a bloody person should abide by."
"But Ping An, this is the meaningless cause and effect between me and your uncle. He is not so clear about right and wrong. When I learned about you that day, you had to deal with the 'Five-Foot Y Demon' of the Chinese Army.
I was a little worried that I had made a friend, but your uncle enlightened me and said that the grievances of our previous generation do not need to be left to you anymore. Ping An, this is your uncle's idea. He hopes that you will come out innocent.
Don't think about revenge all day long at this time in your life. Your 'eldest brother' who killed your uncle will kill him if he is caught by his master, but you can't do it."
Lin Zongwu spoke these words slowly and calmly. Only at the end of this paragraph did he become precise and decisive. In the darkness, the cool breeze of the night blew by, and the tears in Ping An's eyes returned again.
It fell, and when he was about to reach out to wipe it, the huge figure in front of him stopped for a moment, and then the master picked him up and put him on his shoulders.
Lin Zongwu has always been a dignified teacher and has very strict requirements for martial arts. This kind of thing only happened a few times when he was still young, but now he was sitting on Lin Zongwu's shoulders and saw this.
The majestic figure like the Buddha points into the distance.
"Peace, look at this world and look at it with your eyes wide open."
he said.
"Ever since I went south this time, my teacher has told you that you have to think clearly about what you want. You have to see the good and evil in your heart. Self-grasping is both good and self-grasping.
Evil, ask the bottom of your heart, what do you want to do in this world? Do you want to kill people, do you want to save people, do you want to be chivalrous and righteous, look at people's smiling faces, or do you want to save the world and save the people?
, Kai Yongshi's peace, you chased that young man from the Chinese Army around the city, trying to kill Zhou Shang, Wei Yuwen, Li Yanfeng, and even Shi Baofeng and Xu Zhaonan. Do you think they are heinous?
Evil person? Then my teacher will support you and kill them all in the future, or if you want to become famous, my teacher will also support you and just go ahead and do it."
He felt the figure of the master below him gradually running. He rushed up the wall, passed through the roof, and rushed up to the higher pavilion. The young monk felt the whistling of the wind on the old monk's shoulders.
"Look at this world. It is eating people. It is eager to feast on people. There is going to be a war in Jiangnan. Countless people will die and everyone will be displaced. The Central Plains are also fighting. The one who betrayed the Black Flag Army and Liu
In the time of Guangshi, Dai Mengwei and his ilk were scheming and fighting to get their heads broken. Although the Jin area was peaceful for a while, bandits were rampant. The Jurchens in the north were still eyeing them and would not let go of the whole world... Sooner or later, the Chinese army would start from
Southwest leaps out to fight for hegemony in the world. In such a world of great struggle, there will be countless wonderful things. You have to see it, you have to feel it, you have to find what you want to do most, and then do it well...
…”
The stars all over the sky were flowing slowly like water waves, and the world was moving. The huge old monk took him and flew to the highest building.
"...Whether you kill people or save people, you can do it for fame or for money. If you want to find your father, you can go back to Jin and continue to investigate. If you don't want to see all the people in the world suffer and don't want to cause trouble, you can
You can go into seclusion in the mountains. But be safe. All conditioned dharma is like a dream. Only the peace in your heart can prove that you have lived your life well."
They rushed to the top of the tallest building. The stars in the sky were shrouded in darkness. The city in front of them was burning in spots, and the river was rushing in the distance. For some reason, the little monk cried loudly.
"...Ping'an, you are Lin Zongwu's disciple and Wang Nanda's nephew. You must live the most joyful, guilt-free life, and then remember them. This is..."
"...the thing that your uncle most expects you to do."
The night wind on the building rolled past like rumbling thunder, and the heaven and earth were spinning in front of his eyes. Lin Zongwu's words were like the sound of empowerment, clearly surging deep in his heart. At this moment, Lin Anping cried loudly and uncontrollably.
, this cry is not sad, nor is it uncomfortable, it is the cry of a baby as if the world is unfolding in front of him for the first time, it is the emotion that shakes the mind violently at the moment of enlightenment and then subsides.
The immortal caressed my head.
The knot of hair brings longevity.
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The night is changing, billowing clouds are moving under the starry sky.
At some point, the sun gradually came out. The boy named Long Aotian and the girl disguised as a beggar rested in the city for a night, and then tried to leave outside the city.
Another day passed before they finally found the opportunity to leave the dilapidated and fighting city of Jiangning and follow countless refugees towards an unknown direction.
The war in Jiangnan has begun. Rumors in the world are gradually increasing. Some refugees are starving to death on the roadside, and some are hiding in the mountains. A pair of young children walking together are like two ordinary beggars, hiding.
Hide, stop and go.
News about the Chinese Army gradually became distant. They also left Jiangning City and returned to the southwest three thousand miles away. It would not be until several years later that Ning Ji would know that Hei Niu and others were in Jiangning City at that time.
After searching for them for another day and failing to find them, he regretfully returned with the team. Black Girl threatened to give him a good beating.
"Why don't you go back with them?" Qu Longjun asked about this matter.
"I still have things to do." The boy replied.
The only reason why he stayed outside was still to find the original Yu Xiaoer, to wash away his grievances, and perhaps to make a name for himself and get rid of the humiliation of being a "five-foot Y devil". But he did not follow Qu's lead in these matters.
Long Jun explains more.
The bamboo pole thrown by Lin Zongwu hit him on the body, and the injuries he received were not serious. After leaving Jiangning City, the war in Jiangnan had spread. They could not find many medicinal materials. Although Ning Ji had good medical skills, he was physically weak.
But there were some ups and downs. He decided to take Qu Longjun's house deed and take him back to the edge of Taihu Lake for a real walk. However, during the recovery stage, the two found a small house in the mountains on their way.
Break down the house and settle down temporarily.
There were still some small animals in the mountains, and there were fish in the nearby river. When his health improved, Ning Ji was able to go out and get some food to deal with. Once, he was robbed by a passing refugee. Ning Ji was very skilled and robbed some rice. Qu
After Long Jun reunited with Ning Ji, his heart calmed down. He no longer had too many worries about where to go next. The two of them settled here like a young couple. Qu Longjun was ingenious and picked up some junk.
, rattan bark, actually made the small dilapidated house quite cozy.
This is the climate of the Little Ice Age, and winter in the south of the Yangtze River comes a little early. It snowed a little that day. Ning Ji's internal injuries were slightly recurring, and he was not in good spirits. There was not much food stored at home. Qu Longjun was there
I picked up some firewood and came back. When I got home, I found a little bald man wearing a gray robe in the room. He was sitting not far away from Ning Ji, folding firewood to light the fire. In front of Ning Ji, his steel
knife.
Qu Longjun woke up and suddenly pulled out the short knife in his arms. Ning Ji raised his head, then seemed to react and put the steel knife aside: "It's okay, it's okay, he is not a bad person."
The little bald man stood up and said, "Amitabha, my name is Wukong."
"Wu, Wukong..." Qu Longjun thought for a moment and remembered, "You... you are those four feet..."
"Xiao Na is the Little Saint Qitian." The little bald man smiled.
Qu Longjun was also slightly blessed, she knew that the two of them were good brothers in Jiangning City.
It was already noon. She found the hidden dried fish and was about to cook. Ning Ji said: "I need to cook more, he is a foodie." The little monk just "hehe" acquiesced.
Qu Longjun knows the etiquette of hospitality. She has learned these things to maintain a man's dignity since she was a child. Although she felt distressed at this time, she also measured a lot of rice and cooked a large pot of rice. When cooking and cooking,
She heard the two chatting, and most of the time it was the little bald man who was talking. He slowly and leisurely told the story of a "chivalrous man" with a bad temper many years ago. Occasionally, she heard that the chivalrous man's name was "Wang Nan".
Tuo", she vaguely felt something was wrong, but Ning Ji didn't react, so she didn't say anything more.
The three of them then ate, and the young monk took out a roast duck from the bag on his back: "Xiao Na brought the roast duck on the road." With such weather and war-torn environment, I don't know where he got it from.
But Ning Ji took it and tore it in half. The two of them shared it and ate it without giving it to Qu Longjun.
The young monk's appetite was really big, and Ning Ji also started eating this meal. After a while, he finished the whole pot of rice, and the roast duck was also devoured by the two of them, leaving nothing behind. During the meal,
In the process, the young monk slowly finished telling the story about Wang Nanda and the sudden death of the other party. The two sat for a while, and then Ning Ji stood up, moved his hands and feet, and picked up the steel knife: "
Now that we’ve finished talking, is it time for a fight?”
The young monk stood there without moving.
He was silent for a moment, then clasped his hands together: "My master's Great Light Sect, I don't know whether it is good or bad, and my uncle, I don't know whether it is good or bad, but he is very good to me, I have to remember
I also want to tell you about him. You killed my uncle, and I want you to know that you killed someone who was very kind to me."
"So what?"
Tears flowed from the little monk's eyes: "We can't be brothers anymore, but it's no one's fault. I'm very sad and want you to know this."
"Well……"
"Master won't let me take revenge... I still can't think about these things clearly, but soon I will go back to Jin. My parents suddenly disappeared one day. I was still young at that time and can't remember many things.
I have been looking for them for several years, and I will continue to look for them... But if one day, I think about things clearly and have a solution, Long... Mr. Long, I may go to the southwest to find you and settle these grievances.
, we might have to fight."
"Uh..." As the information in the young monk's words was digested in his mind, Ning Ji became happy. He put his hands on his hips and said, "Ha, what's wrong? You can go over at any time and tell you that I, Long Aotian, will never die in my life.
I haven’t been afraid of anyone challenging me to a duel! Well, you are Fatty Lin’s apprentice, and I am...hehe, anyway, we should be the best in the world by then, so let’s do this, after you think about it, go to Chengdu to participate in the world
I saw you going to the First Martial Arts Competition, so I went to participate, so we can have a good competition and see who is truly qualified to be the best in the world."
"Well...actually, I don't really want to be the best in the world..."
"Okay, it's decided. A gentleman's word, a quick whip!" Ning Ji resolutely stretched out a hand, "Come on, pull the hook!"
The little monk scratched the back of his head and went over to him with some embarrassment. Although he had decided not to seek revenge for the time being, the expression on his face was somewhat awkward. He probably didn't understand the sudden change in the atmosphere of the conversation.
Be relaxed and weird.
"How is your injury?" he asked.
"What does it matter? I can still beat you easily!"
Ning Ji then took the opportunity to say a few bad things about Lin Zongwu. The young monk protested: "Don't say bad things about my master... Now that you know he is my master, you shouldn't say bad things about him..."
"
Ning Ji pouted: "With a personality like yours, you will always be bullied when you go out."
"I am also very aggressive with others."
The two then chatted for a while, and Ning Ji told him the rules of conduct when going to dangerous places. In short, he must come up with all kinds of dirty tricks first. Ping An went over and heard this, and felt that it was eye-opening. At this time, he just said:
: "You are much worse than my master..." After talking like this for a while, he finally stood up and wanted to leave.
Went outside the house and soon brought in a bag of rice.
"We've known each other for many days, and I always eat your things. This bag of rice is my supply to you. I'm leaving, and there's going to be a war nearby. You... take care of yourself."
Ning Ji walked over, opened his arms, and suddenly hugged the young monk.
"Take care of yourself too!" He spoke calmly, and then let go of the other person.
"Amitabha." Ping An clasped his hands together, "Xiaoji is gone."
He turned around and walked out of the dilapidated room. Outside the house was a cold world of gray and silver. The wind and snow gradually picked up. They watched the young man's figure disappear from sight.
Ning Ji and Qu Longjun stood side by side, holding their hands together. Due to the tense mood just now, Qu Longjun's palm was soft and soft. The two of them forgot to let go of their hands for a long time.
Saying goodbye to the old past, people will soon embark on a new journey. At this time, half of the world has been involved in a blazing sea of fire.
This is the winter of Wu Zhenxing's second year, and Ning Ji's journey in the world is still going on. At the same time, Ning Yi, who is far away in the southwest, has already learned about the great achievements of his second son outside of his busy work and life.
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The reputation of the Ning family has been ruined by half and is on the verge of collapse. At the same time, earth-shaking waves are brewing and gathering here all the time. This is a more drastic change than the war in the outside world. The Chinese army has fallen into a chess piece...