Outside Yuzhou City, at the foot of the mountains.
Shuiyue felt that her head was in great pain, as if it was about to explode.
"What's going on? Why has this little doctor been pushing the millstone next to the millstone all afternoon? The sound it makes is also very strange."
He touched his head with both hands, looked at An Jing who was talking to Orion in the distance, and frowned slightly, "I always feel that this little doctor is a little strange."
He felt that something was wrong, but he was not clear about the details, and his whole brain was feeling dizzy.
"Could it be that the recent continuous failure to break through the shackles of the first rank is a sign that he will go crazy?" Shui Yue's heart sank, and she couldn't help but whisper to herself.
In the distance, next to the house.
A donkey was pulling the millstone, making cheerful sounds from time to time.
Needless to say, Shui Yue had been observing the donkey all afternoon, and it wasn't until An Jing came back from Jiang Sanjia's house that Shui Yue woke up.
"These herbs cost a total of eight hundred and seventy-two dollars. They are collected."
An Jing smiled and handed the money in his hand to the hunter.
"Thank you, Dr. Xiaoan. Thank you, Dr. Xiaoan."
Orion stretched out his calloused hand, took the money, and then thanked him profusely.
You must know that in the past, when other pharmacies came to buy herbs, their prices were extremely low, but Dr. Xiao An from Jishitang never lowered the price every time he came to buy herbs, and he never defaulted on credit.
"The Lost Souls of the Ghost Valley..."
An Jing also picked up the snakeskin bag on the ground, then glanced at the moon in the water in the distance with his peripheral vision, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
...........
Yuzhou City, Jishi Hall.
The gentle autumn wind and pleasant sunshine warm this old city.
Under the red walls and gray tiles, there are many pedestrians, and the painted boats on the Yuzhou River are floating on the sparkling lake with the breeze.
An Jing walked home with a medicine box on his back and a snakeskin bag filled with herbs.
His cultivation level has now been stabilized at the first-grade earth flower realm. If he wants to reach the top of the first-grade earth flower, he still needs a large amount of precious essence. An Jing does not plan to take action in the short term, but to consolidate his current cultivation level.
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After all, this battle on Sanmiao Mountain will definitely cause a new stir, and he is acting rashly, and people may see the clues, and then the gains will outweigh the losses.
"The first thing to solve is Li Fuzhou."
An Jing was thinking as he walked in the direction of Jishi Hall. Passing by the river port along the way, he saw Tan Yun who was beating clothes with a hammer, while the little black guy squatted next to him obediently, his tail wagging constantly.
With.
"Then what is the identity of the swordsman, and why can he pull out the evil-suppressing sword? Is there any chance to join our demon sect in the future?"
Tan Yun looked at the sparkling river in front of him, but he was still thinking about what Li Fuzhou said that morning.
The more this happened, the more curious she became about the swordsman.
At this moment, Little Hei Zai ran up to Tan Yun, stretched out his pink tongue and licked her embroidered shoes.
Tan Yun pointed the hammer in his hand, looked at the little black boy fiercely, and said: "Go away, if you dare to lick my shoes again, I will burn you."
"Ouch...woo."
The little black boy tilted his head and looked at Tan Yun with his big watery eyes.
"As the saying goes, if you roll the dog meat in the pot a few times, even the gods won't be able to sit still."
At this moment, a voice came to mind from behind.
"Uncle, are you back?"
When Tan Yun heard this, he turned around and saw An Jing standing not far away with a smile.
"Woof woof!" "Ouch... woof!"
Little Hei Zai seemed to understand and shouted to An Jing.
"I'm back. Didn't I see you washing clothes?"
An Jing smiled and said, "Let's see how you are doing? Are you working seriously? Are you slacking off again?"
"I've worked for you for nothing, and you don't pay me any wages."
Tan Yunqiong wrinkled her nose slightly and snorted, turned around and continued to beat her clothes.
When she was in the Demon Sect, she basically had no shortage of money, but after coming to Yuzhou City, Zhao Qingmei stopped all her money expenses.
Apart from food and drink, she really didn't have much money.
An Jing raised his eyebrows secretly, "Do you really want money?"
"certainly."
Tan Yun said without looking back.
"What do you want the money for?"
"A new Yulanfang opened in the east of the city. Their pastries are said to be delicious."
"Don't you want to lose weight?"
An Jing glanced at Tan Yun's proud curves.
Ever since he heard the turbulence, he couldn't think of the sea anymore.
"Uncle, do you think ugly and fat people need to lose weight?"
"That's the truth."
"Uncle, do you think I'm ugly?"
"It's not ugly."
An Jing shook his head. Although Tan Yun was not stunningly beautiful, she was still a lively, playful and good-looking woman.
"Yes, so I don't need to lose weight." Tan Yun chuckled: "I have already figured it out, maybe wait until next spring."
Oh, woman!
An Jing took a careful look at Tan Yun and asked casually: "Tan Yun, you always call Old Man Li Third Master, who is he to you?"
Tan Yun said angrily: "He is my third master, you still want to ask?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows, "No, you and he are related? I think you are usually so afraid of him?"
An Jing used to think that Tan Yun's grandfather and Li Fuzhou were brothers, and that Li Fuzhou was the third oldest, so he was called the Third Master, but now it seems that things are not that simple.
"Who am I afraid of?"
When Tan Yun heard this, he turned to look at the young doctor behind him, waved the hammer in his hand, and said, "I, Tan Yun, am not afraid of heaven or earth."
Do you think I am blind?
When Tan Yun sees Li Fuzhou, he is like a mouse seeing a cat. He sees all these things.
An Jing didn't want to argue with her about this matter, so he nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you are not afraid, so are you and the third master related?"
"You don't believe it?" Upon hearing this, Tan Yun glanced around, then raised his eyebrows.
This little doctor seems to look down on her?
Although she behaves like a rabbit in front of Li Fuzhou and Zhao Qingmei, she is still a figure in the Demon Sect. As Li Fuzhou's only disciple, who dares not to give her three points?
"I believe it."
An Jing opened his mouth and said helplessly: "Everything you said is true, how could I not believe it? I just wanted to..."
"You just don't believe it."
Tan Yun interrupted An Jing's words and said arrogantly: "I did it out of respect for the third master, you know, right?"
He felt that Tan Yun was an extremely arrogant person who would remain arrogant to the end even if he was about to die.
An Jing took a deep breath and asked calmly: "You said before that you have been in the house since you were a child. You are not relatives, so why do you respect him?"
Zhao Qingmei said that Li Fuzhou had only been in the accounting office for about a year. Logically speaking, Tan Yun had not been in contact with Li Fuzhou for a long time. Why did she feel like she was very familiar with Li Fuzhou.
"Why........"
When Tan Yun heard An Jing's words, his hand movements stopped and he couldn't help but fall into memories.
.........
Ten years ago, Lingnan Road.
Thousands of miles of snow blowing, the cold wind is like a knife, and the earth is desolate.
In the lonely and cold forest, the sound of footsteps crushing ice and snow could be heard. The sound was very soft.
Following the voice, I saw that it was a six or seven-year-old girl. Her clothes were very thin and full of patches. Her face was red from the cold, and she kept breathing into her little hands.
When she stretched out her little hand, what was shocking was the cracks formed by the frost.
On the ground is a small bundle of branches.
Xiao Tanyun has been on the mountain for nearly two hours, but he only picked up a few branches today.
"This branch can only be exchanged for a bun..."
She bit her lip, carefully tied the branches together, then walked down the mountain holding her hands tightly.
The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, especially in the cold winter. Even though it is a small mountain, her young body is almost submerged in the wind and snow.
"Mom is still waiting for me to come back. I must let her eat steamed buns today."
The cold wind howled, and she felt as if her ears were about to freeze off.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Tanyun felt that her hands and feet had lost all feeling. She finally saw the tooth merchant at the foot of the mountain.
"Uncle Zhu..."
Xiao Tanyun's eyes lit up and she shouted loudly, but her voice was drowned by the snow and wind.
She gritted her teeth, stepped up her calves, and finally ran to the tooth merchant, and asked cautiously: "Uncle Zhu, this is the dry firewood I chopped today, do you think it's OK?"
The friend next to the tooth dealer frowned and said coldly: "Little girl, is this dry firewood you chopped? You clearly picked up some damp branches."
Hearing this, Xiao Tanyun felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and felt a chill in his heart.
"I...I...I picked these all up..."
"Have you learned how to cheat at such a young age?" The tooth merchant friend snorted: "Go, go, go, these damp branches are not worth a penny. We don't have time to waste time with a little girl like you."
"me....."
Hearing this, Xiao Tanyun's eyes turned red and he was so anxious that he couldn't say a word.
The tooth merchant named Uncle Zhu waved his hand, took out ten cents from his pocket, and said, "I'll take the firewood you chopped. This is ten cents."
"Hey, Zhu Houyou, if you pay ten cents for these branches, aren't you out of your mind?"
"That is to say, you are not attracted to this little girl who is bedridden, are you?"
"Don't tell me, although my mother is a sick and consumptive person, she does look pretty good."
........
When several people around saw this, they all laughed.
"Shut up!"
Zhu Houyou frowned and said: "This little girl is about to freeze to death, just for a few pennies. She is only six years old. Don't you have any conscience at all? Do you want to watch her die in front of you and remain indifferent?"
"
Xiao Tanyun stood there blankly, not daring to express his anger.
Everyone was shocked by Zhu Houyou's words, and they were silent for a long time. Then one person laughed at himself: "Conscience? Our conscience has been eaten by dogs long ago."
"Yes, it's not easy for her. In this world, are we easy?"
"What a hell this world is!" someone sighed.
In troubled times, human lives are like straw.
It may seem like just a sentence, but people who have never experienced it have a hard time imagining the cruelty involved.
Human life can be compared to grass and grass.
"take it."
Zhu Houyou put ten cents in Xiao Tan Yun's hand, then glanced at Xiao Tan Yun's frozen hands, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, "Does it hurt?"
She is only a six-year-old child.
"It doesn't hurt."
Xiao Tanyun held the hot ten cents tightly, shook his head, and said tremblingly: "Uncle Zhu, I will definitely repay you. I will definitely return these ten cents to you."
Zhu Houyou smiled, he didn't need any repayment from the six-year-old girl in front of him, "Go ahead, your mother is still waiting for you."
Xiao Tanyun held the ten cents tightly, bowed to Zhu Houyou, and then ran away quickly.
"Lao Zhu, you..."
"It's just a matter of missing one meal tonight."
When the companions nearby saw this, they all sighed and said nothing more.
Tan Yun trotted all the way, but his heart was filled with ecstasy.
Ten cents!
Then you can buy five buns!
Today she and her mother can have a full meal.
After about half a quarter of an hour, Xiao Tanyun finally arrived at the bun shop in the town, out of breath.
"Baozi, delicious and big buns."
“It smells so good!”
When Tan Yun smelled the fragrance, he immediately felt his stomach growling, and he wanted to bite off his tongue.
"I have to go back quickly, my mother is still waiting for me."
Thinking of this, Xiao Tanyun stood on tiptoes and slowly put the ten cents next to the basket, "Boss, bring me five buns."
"Little girl, five buns cost fifteen cents." The bun shop owner looked at the cents on the table and frowned.
"Isn't it two cents a piece?" When Xiao Tanyun heard this, he immediately asked anxiously: "It was still two cents a piece the day before yesterday, and I bought it..."
"During this period, we are at war with the Zhao Kingdom and the Southern Barbarians. Coupled with the floods and plagues in Yunhua Road and Jiangnan Road this year, there is simply not enough food. Two cents was yesterday's price, but now it costs three cents a piece.
"The bun shop owner sighed.
"Then...get me three." Xiao Tanyun bit his lip and said.
"Okay, there are nine cents in total, and there is still one cent left." The bun shop owner gave the brown paper to Xiao Tanyun.
"Thanks."
Xiao Tanyun picked up the brown paper and ran quickly towards home.
"Hey, please slow down, don't fall." Baozipu couldn't help shouting as he looked at the thin figure, and then shook his head, "This little girl is really pitiful."
It was freezing and snowy, and the cold wind was howling.
Little Tan Yun stepped up her calves, panted heavily, and ran towards home as hard as she could.
After bypassing the sparsely populated street market, we finally came to a row of short, dilapidated houses.
"Mom, I'm back...ah!"
Xiao Tanyun shouted, because he ran too fast and was kicked by the gravel on the ground.
Her whole body fell directly to the ground, and the brown paper in her arms was tightly held by her, but the bun inside rolled to the floor.
"Baozi, my Baozi..."
Regardless of the pain, Xiao Tanyun quickly stood up and picked up the bun that fell on the ground.
But the buns rolled through the ice, snow and mud, and were stained with mud.
When Xiao Tanyun saw this, her nose suddenly became sore, but she bit her lip and held back the tears that were swirling in her eyes.
"It doesn't matter, just tear some off and it will be fine. It will still be clean after tearing it off."
Xiao Tanyun stretched out her cold-cracked hands and carefully tore off the mud stains on the buns.
After about half a stick of incense, she peeled off all the mud stains on the buns to make sure they were clean.
The wind was like a knife. Not only did Xiao Tanyun feel cold and biting, but she also felt a fire rising in her stomach, which made her unable to stand upright. The feeling gradually spread to her whole body, looking at the mud-stained
The bun skin made her throat surge.
Finally, she swallowed and stuffed all the bun skins and mud stains into her mouth.
Every time she chewed it, she felt the softness of the bun skin, but also the astringency of mud stains mixed with it, but she was very satisfied with it.
After eating, she felt even hungrier. She couldn't help but look at the buns in the brown paper, then swallowed, quickly picked up the brown paper and ran towards the two thatched cottages not far away.
"Mom, I'm back. I brought back three buns today."
Xiao Tanyun shouted excitedly.
But there was no response from the house. Every time she came back in the past, her mother would always reply, "It's good to be back."
Xiao Tanyun held the brown paper and walked towards the room.
There was only one bed in the house with four bare walls.
Lying on the bed was a pale-faced woman. She had her eyes closed at this time, as if she was concentrating, and she was holding a copy of "The Romance of the East Chamber" in one hand.
That "The Romance of the East Chamber" was very old, as if it had been torn through.
"Mom, don't sleep, I brought three big buns."
Xiao Tanyun walked up to the woman and whispered.
The room was quiet, and the woman did not reply to her words.
"Baozi, these are steamed buns. I bought them with the ten cents that Uncle Zhu gave me. I didn't steal them..."
"Mom, wake up quickly."
Xiao Tan Yun quickly stretched out her worn little hand on the ground, "Mother, Yun'er's hand hurts so much, blow it..."
In the past, every time she suffered a skin injury, the woman would give her a gentle blow.
The woman on the bed remained motionless and did not respond.
Xiao Tanyun's heart trembled, and finally she couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.
In the empty, dilapidated house, the only sound was her heartbreaking cry.
Xiao Tan Yun cried and lost strength. She stood there for a long time, and it took a long time before she took out the buns in the brown paper.
"Mom, eat the buns quickly. After eating these buns, you won't be hungry or sleepy."
"Mom, eat the buns quickly, wake up quickly."
"Ugh...Mother, Xiaoyun'er will never let you teach me calligraphy again, and I won't make you angry anymore. Wake up, wake up..."
Xiao Tanyun cried loudly at the corpse, and then she cried so hard that she had no energy left. She kept sobbing and lay motionless on the corpse.
At this time, there was a sound of sadness outside the door.
"She has already gone."
Xiao Tanyun turned around and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar standing at the door. He was a very handsome scholar with sharp eyebrows and plum blossoms, but his expression was a little lonely.
"Sir, help my mother, I have a bun..."
"I can't save the dead. All I can do is let her bury her in peace."
.........
On the river port.
An Jing looked at Tan Yun, who had never said anything about Hu, and said, "Tan Yun, how did you get into the house?"
Tan Yun came back to his senses and said: "When I was six years old, my mother was not in good health and could not survive that winter, and I was seen by the housekeeper who was passing by and brought to the house..."
When Tan Yun said this, he couldn't help but look a little depressed.
Six years old?
When An Jing heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What about your father?"
Tan Yun said calmly: "My mother said she died before I was born."
When he said this, Tan Yun still had no expression on his face, and the hammer in his hand was even beating his clothes.
"Are you still sad now?" An Jing paused and asked.
"Sad, what's there to be sad about?"
Tan Yun paused in his movements, then looked at the dazzling sunlight and said, "My mother definitely doesn't want me to be sad and cry every day, so I won't be sad."
The faint sunlight shone down and fell on her beautiful face, making her face a little softer.
Tan Yun seemed to have thought of something and looked at An Jing strangely, "Uncle, why are you asking me so many questions today?"
Although my uncle was very strange in the past and always said some strange things, he never asked so many questions.
"No, I just care about you."
An Jing said with a smile.
"Care about me? You never cared about me before."
Tan Yun thought of something, moved his eyes and said, "Uncle, you're not here for that boy Han Wenxin, are you?"
"How is it possible? I don't care about you. Why did you grow so big?"
An Jing looked at Tan Yun's plump breasts angrily and said, "No more, your clothes are almost washed, let's go back."
It seems that Tan Yun and Li Fuzhou don't have any special relationship, but that's right. That old fox Li Fuzhou probably doesn't like Tan Yun, who is "big-breasted and brainless".
"I understand, uncle."
Tan Yun nodded, then picked up the wooden basin and followed An Jing.
"It seems that we need to have a good chat with Han Wenxin. Since Zhou Xianming left, he hasn't practiced boxing and kicking much." Tan Yun looked at An Jing's back and muttered in his heart.
"Let's go, are you stupid?" An Jing couldn't help but said when he saw Tan Yun motionless.
"Come on, come on." Tan Yun quickly followed and said with a smile: "Uncle, actually, let me think about it, you are indeed quite nice to me, and you are also interesting to talk to."
The little doctor usually has no skills and can only see and treat patients, but not only will he buy himself some cakes, but he can also make himself happy...
"Of course." An Jing said without looking back: "I only have a few advantages, and one of them is that I am considerate."
"Uncle, I want to repay you." Tan Yun said seriously.
"Repay, how to repay?"
"It's autumn now, and the crabs are very plump. I heard from the waiter at the teahouse that a new batch of crabs has arrived, and the price is not very expensive..."
"Are you going to repay me or take revenge on me?"
.........
Linjiang City.
Recently, with the autumn exams held in Linjiang City, Linjiang City has gathered most of the students from Jiangnan Province, making Linjiang City even more lively and noisy.
Especially at night on the lake in Linjiang City, women with heavy makeup stand on the bows of boats, waving handkerchiefs and waving to students coming and going, and the middle of the lake is filled with the sounds of singing and dancing.
One of the exquisite painted boats floated slowly over, and the clear and sweet sound reached my ears.
At this moment, a middle-aged Confucian scholar also wanted to board the boat, but was blocked by the madam standing at the bow.
I saw the two of them arguing, the old bustard frowning, but the middle-aged Confucian scholar kept smiling.
This middle-aged Confucian scholar is none other than Zhou Xianming.
Finally, the madam seemed impatient, pushed Zhou Xianming's hand away, and said angrily: "Daydreaming!"
"Dreaming during the day!?"
As soon as these words came out, countless people around him looked over with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Even Zhou Xianming's face turned red at this moment, and then he got out of the boat sarcastically.
The old bustard looked at Zhou Xianming's back and sneered, "You can't see these gentlemen who are boarding the ship. They all have huge wealth, rich clothes, and are fat-hungry. A sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked guy like you doesn't take a piss to look after yourself."
, no matter what, just think about eating the swan's fart, so you can calm down in the morning..."
Zhou Xianming didn't dare to look back, for fear that the madam would call some turtle boys to beat him up, but he kept mumbling.
"...If you have to pay five hundred cents, why don't you give me three hundred cents and stay for half an hour? You don't have any business acumen. You, the madam, will never be able to eat four dishes in your life."
After coming to Linjiang City for so many days, Zhou Xianming has spent seven or eight hundred and eighty-eight cents of the few taels of silver he borrowed from Zhao Qingmei, a novice Korean writer, and now he only has five hundred
We have to wait until tomorrow after the results are released to pay for the boat fare back to Yuzhou City.
"Why."
Zhou Xianming walked along the lakeside shaking his head, looking at the painting boat so close but unable to get on, he couldn't help but sigh, "The farthest distance in the world is the distance of two hundred coins."
After wandering around for half an hour, the night wind was biting and cold, making his nose run and his legs and feet tremble, and then he reluctantly returned to his residence.
In order to save some money, Zhou Xianming stayed not in an inn, but in a poor house in Linjiang City.
There is only one old man in the family, and the neighbors call him Old Man Bai. Old Man Bai has two sons, both of whom were drafted to Wuguan on the border. Now there is only one granddaughter left in the family who is fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Mr. Zhou, are you back?" Old Man Bai couldn't help asking when he saw Zhou Xianming coming back quietly at night.
"I'm back. I just held a poetry party with some friends, but I came back a little late." Zhou Xianming laughed twice.
Old man Bai couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhou is really a busy man. Qiu Wei will definitely be able to go to high school this time. I boiled a few eggs, and the girl Xiaohuan ate two. I also ate one, and no one ate the remaining two.
Mr. Zhou, wait a moment..."
"No....."
Just when Zhou Xianming was about to refuse, he saw old man Sun approaching the house, taking out two boiled eggs and walking out, and then put them in Zhou Xianming's hands.
"Mr. Zhou, take it and eat it. Put it in the pot and simmer it. It's still hot." Old Man Bai said with a simple smile.
"Thank you very much." Zhou Xianming looked at the boiled eggs in his hands gratefully and said.
Old Man Bai's family lives in a slum, and they usually don't have enough food and clothing. They rely on the hard-earned money Old Man Bai earns from selling fried whitebait in the market to survive.
"I won't disturb Mr. Zhou anymore."
After Old Man Bai finished speaking, he walked towards the house.
"Lao Bai, you will definitely be able to eat eight dishes in the rest of your life."
Zhou Xianming looked at Old Man Bai's back, sighed in his heart, and then returned to his room.
A dilapidated house with only one bed and one table, and the windows were blocked with rags. When the wind was strong, it couldn't be blocked at all, and it even made a whirling sound.
After eating two eggs, Zhou Xianming drank a large glass of water, then sat at the table, lit the candle, and took out a map from his arms.
The mountains, rivers, and roads on the map are all very clearly marked, and there are even special annotations in some places.
Centered on the Nine Roads of Dayan and the Thirteen Prefectures of the Zhao State, there are many passes and trade roads, and the surrounding areas include the Dongluo Desert, the Nanman Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Pure Land of Three Thousand Buddhas, the boundless grasslands, and countless islands in the East China Sea.
The map is so detailed that it is rare in the world.
"Snakes swallow up dragons, the situation is turbulent, this big swallow..."
Zhou Xianming took a deep breath and frowned.
He once studied ancient books and discovered a pattern: when a dynasty reaches a certain peak, it will decline. This is an inevitable law that no one can stop.
Now, Dayan and Zhao have been developing peacefully for decades, and all forces are constantly seeking to develop and grow.
There is contention in silence, and so is the general trend of the world.
The Yan Kingdom occupied the land of Longxing, which was the ancient capital of the Zhou Dynasty, and had millions of armored and capable soldiers. However, the Wu Kingdom guarding the border was stretched thin. It seemed to have a deep foundation, but it was surrounded by enemies on all sides.
To the northeast is the extremely powerful Zhao State, to the south is the Southern Barbarian tribe with hundreds of thousands of mountains, to the west is the Pure Land of the Western Regions, and to the northwest is the Later Jin Dynasty that unified the grasslands.
Throughout the ages, the grasslands have been difficult to unify. Even the Great Zhou Dynasty did not completely conquer the grasslands. Now, the grasslands have been unified despite the separation of Yan and Zhao, and have been resting and recuperating for twenty years.
This tiger is ready to move. It has been sharpening its claws and fangs for so long, and it wants to eat people as soon as it comes out. It depends on who this tiger is going to eat.
Zhao and Yan have been fighting against each other for decades, and their grievances have become so deep that they are almost at odds with each other.
The state of the country is like this, but today the Yan temple is also fighting openly and secretly. Confucianism, eunuchs, and the military are all vying for power, and the human emperor is on a high throne.
The rivers and lakes under the temple are even more unfathomable. The demonic sect is coming, and Buddhism is also trying to move eastward. The true sect is not a local snake, but a local powerful dragon. How can he turn a blind eye.
The wind and clouds meet, the pattern of the world, the power of the country, the temples, the rivers and lakes, a single move affects the whole body.
"It will be difficult for the world to be unified..."
Under the weak candlelight, Zhou Xianming looked at the map in his hand. After a long time, he couldn't help shaking his head and talking to himself.
After looking at the map for a while, Zhou Xianming felt a little sleepy, and then fell on the wooden bed and fell asleep.
The night was dark, I don't know how long I had slept, and the sound of quarreling could be heard in my ears.
"No, I don't want to go with you!"
"Butcher Liu, I've paid back all the money I owe you. Just let the old man's granddaughter go."
........
Zhou Xianming opened his eyes, then stood up and walked out wearing a coat.
I saw the dilapidated courtyard door wide open, and a fat man with a sinewy face was pulling a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. The girl was holding on to the wooden door with both hands, but how could she be as strong as the fat man?
man.
Old Man Bai was as anxious as an ant circling around. He neither dared to reach out to stop nor scold and curse.
"Old man Bai, what you paid back was only the principal, and what about the interest? Come out nine times and come back thirteen times, this is the rule."
Butcher Liu snorted coldly, "If you don't pay back the interest today, I will take this little Baihuan girl away."
"Grandpa, save me, save me..."
When Bai Huan heard this, he immediately became anxious.
Butcher Liu is not a good person. It is said that he has colluded with the Yaren of the Sanhu Gang and specializes in selling women and children.
"thump!"
When Old Man Bai heard this, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground, "Butcher Liu, give me the interest for a few days..."
"It doesn't matter how long I give you."
Butcher Liu kicked him, sending Old Man Bai flying more than a foot away, "When will you old man be able to make up for the fried whitebait?"
The old man rolled on the ground and punched twice. His nose collided with the ground, and blood immediately flowed out.
"Grandpa!"
Bai Huan saw this and shouted quickly.
"Stop screaming. If you call me again, I'll beat old man Bai to death."
Butcher Liu grabbed Bai Huan's arm and walked out the door.
The surrounding neighbors also heard the cold sound and stuck their heads out one after another. When they saw Butcher Liu's face, everyone subconsciously shrank their heads.
Butcher Liu is a well-known bully. He often lends money to poor people in the neighborhood. The interest rate is one cent in advance, but in the end he will ask for three cents more. Some people report it to the official, but in the end they not only reward the boss but also keep the money.
hand it over.
He claimed that his uncle was a clerk in the government office and a confidant of Chu Huai.
Who is Chu Huai? He is the son of Chu Nanying, the Taoist master of Jiangnan Dao. He is in charge of the military and political power of Jiangnan Dao. He has tens of thousands of troops under his command. Even the heroes of the rivers and lakes, the masters of the sects, and the wealthy families do not dare to be too embarrassed when facing Chu Nanying.
Too presumptuous.
As for Chu Huaiqi, he was a dandy, ignorant and incompetent. Everyone in Jiangnan Road knew about him, and the people in Linjiang City jokingly called him Huahua Taisui.
If he meets a good-natured woman he likes on the street, he will inquire about her origins, and then secretly kidnap her back to his Linhu courtyard, play with her and enjoy herself as much as she wants. If the woman's husband finds her,
He would even tease and play with her in person for pleasure.
In the end, they would kill the couple and bury them in the courtyard near the lake.
I don’t know how many lonely ghosts are buried underground in Linhu Villa.
One of the most sensational things is that he once kidnapped a pair of beautiful mother and daughter flowers. Who would have expected that behind these mother and daughter flowers, they were actually the wife and daughter of Feng Shuimu, the owner of Feiying Castle in Jiangnan Province.
Flying Eagle Castle is considered to be somewhat powerful in Jiangnan Dao, and the owner of Flying Eagle Castle, Feng Shuimu, has a third-level cultivation level.
When Feng Shuimu heard the news, how could he endure it? He immediately led several masters from Feiyingbao to attack Linhu Courtyard, wanting to execute Chu Huai on the spot. Who would have thought that there would be someone beside Chu Huai?
Two third-level masters protected him, and the house was filled with elite military masters. Not only did the masters of Flying Eagle Castle never return, but even the master of Feiying Castle, Feng Shuimu, died tragically on the spot.
Later, Flying Eagle Castle was completely removed from the Jiangnan Dao arena, as if this force had never appeared before.
This incident can be described as a sensation, causing a huge sensation in the world and among the public.
Later, it was rumored that although Chu Huai was banned from Linhu Villa, people in the Jianghu still discovered that many young ladies were secretly sent to Linhu Villa, and everyone knew the tricks among them.
Mentioning Chu Huai's name still makes many women change their expressions when they hear it.
"etc!"
At this moment, a cold shout came from afar.
Butcher Liu subconsciously paused in his movements, frowned and looked over, and couldn't help shouting: "Where did this old, poor man come from?"
"Discourteous! Zhou is just thirty years old!"
When Zhou Xianming heard this, he couldn't help but said: "You can say that Zhou is poor, but if you say that he is old, Zhou can't bear it."
"Climb aside."
Butcher Liu stretched out his left fist, then clenched it hard, making a crackling sound.
"Creak! Crack!"
When Zhou Xianming heard this sound, his neck suddenly shrank and he subconsciously stepped back several steps.
"With this courage, you also want to be a hero?"
Butcher Liu laughed disdainfully, then picked up the white ring and left.
"No, I don't want..."
Bai Huan cried.
"Butcher Liu, please show me your noble hand."
Old Man Bai kept kowtowing on the ground.
But Butcher Liu didn't care at all and walked outside with the white ring in hand.
"Don't leave!"
Zhou Xianming plucked up the courage and hugged Butcher Liu's thigh.
"damn thing!"
Butcher Liu's thigh was hugged, and he suddenly became angry and wanted to kick Zhou Xianming away, but Zhou Xianming was like a dog-skin plaster that he couldn't shake off no matter how hard he tried.
"court death!"
When Butcher Liu saw this, he immediately released his palm and punched Zhou Xianming.
The force of this punch was quite strong, and Zhou Xianming immediately screamed when he was hit, but his hands were firmly holding Liu Tutu's thighs.
Butcher Liu was also rude. His fist as big as a bowl came like a violent storm and hit Zhou Xianming hard on the body.
Soon, Zhou Xianming let go.
"Old guy, with your little ability, how dare you pretend to be a hero?"
Butcher Liu cursed, and even though Zhou Xianming let go, he did not stop, punching Zhou Xianming one after another.
Zhou Xianming shouted while using his hands to protect important parts of his body.
I saw him covering his crotch with both hands, and his body curled up like a cooked shrimp.
"Ah! It hurts me so much..."
As the fist fell, only a harsh wailing sound could be heard.
Soon, Zhou Xianming lay on the ground and stopped moving, and even his shouting became much quieter.
"Stop fighting, or we'll kill another person." Old Man Bai quickly shouted.
"Mr. Zhou is a Confucian scholar who is rushing to take the exam this time. He is a popular student in Qiu Wei. If you break it, you will be punished by the examiner, and you will not be able to live with it." Bai Huan also said anxiously beside him.
"A Confucian scholar rushing to take the exam?"
Butcher Liu also calmed down. Looking at Zhou Xianming who was lying motionless on the ground, he became frightened in his heart. He said that his uncle's matter was just bragging. If someone really died, he wouldn't be able to live with it.
What's more, he is a Confucian scholar who is rushing to take the exam.
You must know that Chu Nanying is also a Confucian student, and he attaches great importance to Confucian students. Killing a Confucian student who is rushing to take the exam cannot be suppressed by a few taels of silver, especially when there are so many people there.
Watch from the sidelines.
Seeing Butcher Liu stop, Bai Huan quickly stepped forward to check, and then found Zhou Xianming lying motionless on the ground, with his finger on his nose and not breathing.
"Dead...dead..."
"Is this death?"
Butcher Liu was also stunned, "This old scholar died before I even exerted any force?"
"Dead?"
"You are still a Confucian scholar rushing to take the exam."
........
Hearing this, the surrounding neighbors started talking in low voices.
"I don't want the interest anymore."
Some cold sweat broke out on Butcher Liu's forehead, "It's this old... scholar who insists on holding my thigh, and he insists on hitting my fist with his face. This has nothing to do with me, you all saw it...
..."
Everyone around was silent, no one spoke, but their eyes seemed to say, you clearly killed this Confucian scholar.
"It has nothing to do with me, not at all."
Butcher Liu said and rushed out of the door.
Seeing Butcher Liu leaving, the neighbors slowly came out.
"Is this scholar really dead?"
"Butcher Liu has learned some martial arts and is very powerful. He could really beat this scholar to death."
"It's really pitiful."
.........
Old Man Bai and Bai Huan were also slightly stunned, feeling a little sad in their hearts.
"Then...butcher Liu is gone?"
At this moment, a weak voice sounded.
Zhou Xianming slowly opened his eyes, then raised his body with difficulty and said.
"Hey, this scholar isn't dead yet."
Everyone was shocked.
"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?" Bai Huan said with a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw this.
"It's nothing serious, but the injury is not serious."
Zhou Xianming ignored the bruises and swelling on his face and sighed: "The beatings I received during this time were not in vain."
"Mr. Zhou, please go inside and rest first." Old Man Sun said quickly.
"No, Mr. Sun, Miss Xiaohuan, I have to leave."
Zhou Xianming thought of something and said with lingering fear: "If Butcher Liu reacts, I don't know if he will come back again."
"Tomorrow is the day when the results will be released. Are you going back today?"
"Forget it, I, Zhou, must be in high school. There is no difference between watching or not watching."
After hearing Zhou Xianming's words, everyone present looked at each other.
With the support of old man Bai and Bai Huan, Zhou Xianming came to the room to pack up his belongings and prepare to run away. There was a trace of regret in his eyes with a bruised nose and swollen face: "It's a pity that the customs and customs of Linjiang City are too expensive."
.........
Yuzhou City, Yulanfang in the east of the city.
There are many shops on both sides of the street, and small vendors have set up stalls in an orderly manner on both sides. Magnolia Square in front is bustling with people and guests are gathering.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd, the new water chestnut cake sold today costs ten cents a piece."
The waiter from Magnolia Square shouted loudly.
"How many servings?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"That is to say, yesterday I waited for three cups of tea, and finally I said it was no longer available."
"More than three hundred servings today, that's enough." The waiter said with a smile.
When everyone heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
An Jing was dressed in blue clothes, standing behind the crowd with a small medicine box on his back.
Li Fuzhou stood aside, holding a book in his hand, seemingly immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.
During today's medical visit, An Jing specially called Li Fuzhou.
“It’s quite lively here.”
Li Fuzhou looked at it for a moment, then closed the book in his hand.
"This is a newly opened pastry shop. It's delicious and unique." An Jing looked forward a few times.
"Isn't it the delicious guy Tan Yun who asked my uncle to take care of him again?"
Li Fuzhou couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this.
"She just mentioned it. I was also very curious. Anyway, I had nothing to do."
An Jing let out a breath and asked casually: "Third Master, you are not like Mr. Zhou who wants to take scientific examinations, so why do you still read books every day?"
Old Man Li, just keep pretending. Are you really reading a book, or are you reading a secret letter from the Demon Cult?
"It's just a hobby." Li Fuzhou glanced at An Jing.
"Besides reading, does Third Master have other hobbies?" An Jing said with a smile.
"Listen to the music on the hook." Li Fuzhou said as he carefully put the book in his hand into his sleeve.
An Jing: "......"
"As for why I want to read, have you ever heard of it?"
Li Fuzhou patted An Jing's shoulder and said, "What you see on paper is shallow, but you know you have to do it in earnest."
The two then looked at each other and seemed to understand.
"Cough cough cough...."
An Jing coughed lightly and said, "Third Master, actually I have a question I've been wanting to ask you."
Li Fuzhou put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Ask me. I know everything about Goulan. I can't tell you anything else. I may not be able to teach you the rest."
I need you to teach me about the secret of Goulan?
An Jing sneered in his heart, but asked with a smile on his face: "Suppose, Third Master, you were the top master in the world, what would you do?"
"Um!?"
Li Fuzhou glanced at An Jing and said, "It seems that I have asked you this before?"
"I'm also very curious about Third Master's thoughts and whether I can get some inspiration from it."
"How tall is it? How is it compared to Han Wenxin?"
Do you have the nerve to compare Han Wenxin with you?
An Jing laughed at the side and said: "That boy Han Wenxin is at the level of a fish in the world. The third master must be much higher than him. Is he worthy of competing with you?"
Li Fuzhou frowned and said thoughtfully: "If I were to be the best in the world, I would definitely travel through mountains and rivers, read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and find thousands of hooks..."
Looking for thousands of hooks...
An Jing raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up, "The third master is indeed a scholar, and what he said is really impeccable."
Li Fuzhou, this old boy, is worthy of being the leader of the Demon Sect.
If An Jing had not seen his true face in Lushan, he would have never guessed that this little old man was actually the leader of the Demon Sect.