Although the little old man looked thin, he was actually surprisingly strong. Murong Fu was dragged by him like a little chicken. Of course, this was also because he did not exert any strength to resist.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples.
For Su Xinghe, these thirty years of suffering have not only turned his temples white. Wu Yazi and Ding Chunqiu both still look like young men despite their age, but Su Xinghe has become a
The real bad old man, uninformed people can easily confuse Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe as master and disciple.
Su Xinghe was in high spirits and extremely happy. After thirty years of darkness, he finally saw the light of day.
What's amazing is that although Su Xinghe has lived in the Valley of the Deaf for a long time and pretended to be deaf and mute for thirty years, he still knows everything about what happened in the martial arts world over the years. God knows how he knew this through what means. And he mentioned it the most.
Of course, the most important thing is the deeds that this new junior brother achieved in the world back then.
"Junior brother, I heard that when you were eighteen years old, you publicly beheaded the evil Taoist Zhangxu. That Taoist Zhangxu was very famous in the world at that time. Anyone who offended him would have his limbs chopped off with a sword and abandoned in the busy city.
, causing all the blood in his body to bleed out and die. Many people in the older generation of martial arts are still deeply impressed by such tragic scenes."
Murong Fu smiled lightly and said: "He is just a low-class bastard. He occasionally does things that use his strength to overwhelm others. Since I caught him, I took care of him."
The Taoist Zhangxu mentioned by Su Xinghe is also nicknamed Taoist Octopus. People who practice Taoism should not argue with the world and at least be kind to others. But this man does not, even if others ask him to give up his seat.
It's not something that can be considered offensive at all, but he won't stop until he takes someone's life. Moreover, the method of killing is exactly as Su Xinghe said, extremely brutal.
That year, Murong Fu first entered the rivers and lakes and traveled to Shandong. He saw Taoist Zhangxu committing murders in a busy city. At that time, the Taoist saw a girl who was very smart and wanted to take her into a Taoist temple, but the girl's mother naturally refused. Taoist Zhangxu
In anger, he drew his sword and cut off the girl's mother's hands, took the girl away and left.
Su Xinghe curled his lips: "That boy Wu Changfeng only knows how to drink wine, but what does he know about wine! When the good wine goes into his mouth, the peony goes into the mouth of the cow. It's all wasted. Junior brother, next time you see this old boy, give him two jars.
Just some soju, this guy can't tell a good one from a good one."
Murong Fu nodded: "That's it."
In the arena, those who can be called second-rate masters are basically involved in various ways, including at the government level. After all, except for a very few people with extraordinary talents, which master is not supported by his family and sect? You
Talking about falling off a cliff and picking up peerless martial arts? Guess why the protagonist is the protagonist? Only young people like the one or two disciples of the Beggar Clan would be ashamed to be connected to the government.
After saying that, Su Xinghe pulled Murong Fu to the table, poured a glass of wine for Murong Fu, and gestured: "Junior brother, please!"
Su Xinghe shook his head like an old crane drinking water, and expressed his agreement with Murong Fu's views.
Seeing the look of surprise in the other party's eyes, Su Xinghe smiled sheepishly: "Junior brother, you are laughing. In the past, senior brother was also a good drinker. Since Master's accident, senior brother has not touched alcohol for thirty years."
This was the first battle in which Murong Fu became famous, and Nan Murong's reputation among his generation was established in this battle.
The Great Ancestor swears that the clothes and belts are small, and the immortals take advantage of the guests.
Murong Fu asked curiously: "I have a question for my teacher."
Although the original word describes the Yangtze River, there is nothing wrong with putting it here.
"I heard that my junior brother cut off the limbs of the evildoer in retaliation and hung them in the government office for people to see. Is this true?"
Murong Fu smiled and shook his head. The little old man's brain circuit is really strange. Think about the eight friends of Hangu who all behave strangely. Are all the Xiaoyao disciples like this?
It's okay if you don't shake your head, but it's bad if you shake your head.
After a while, seven or eight strong mute servants came to the mountain carrying a set of tables and chairs and several food boxes. They neatly arranged the tables, chairs, cups and plates, and then knelt down respectfully to Su Xinghe.
He kowtowed and then left.
Su Xinghe nodded: "That's right. Almost all of these people have human lives on their bodies. They are evil people in the eyes of the world. For example, the man who just carried two bottles of wine sneaked into someone else's door and killed three people. Isn't it a heinous crime?
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The anxious look on the young man's face reminded Murong Fu of Wu Changfeng, whom he had met before. He found it interesting, so he told Su Xinghe about his previous encounter with Wu Changfeng in the restaurant.
Rocks pierced through the sky, and stormy waves crashed onto the shore.
"Okay, junior brother, don't talk about this unpleasant thing. Come on, you and I will have a drink tonight!"
When Su Xinghe and Murong Fu came to the main peak of Leigu Mountain, the setting sun was hanging on the mountain peak, about to fall. The afterglow reflected the rolling water of the Yellow River into the same color as the clouds on the horizon, and a dark shadow in the distance seemed to be returning.
Boatman. On the river bank, several woodcutters were carrying the chopped firewood and heading home.
Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Junior Brother, you want to ask why these mute servants are so respectful to Senior Brother, right?"
In the past, Murong Fu might have said a few words to Xini, but after experiencing the battle with Ding Chunqiu, his mind completely changed.
People who are good drinkers are fine if they don't drink. Once the alcohol bug is aroused, there will be no end to it. You will have to get drunk. But where can you find wine all of a sudden?
Su Xinghe on the side smiled and said: "These are two lines from the poem "Yellow River" by Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty. They were originally complaints made by a scholar after he failed to pass the exam. Junior Brother Murong was in high spirits. Why did he mention these two lines? However,
Although this sour literati poem is written in general, there are two sentences that are quite consistent with the behavior of our Xiaoyao sect."
Then, without waiting for Murong Fu to raise his glass, he drank it all in one gulp.
Su Xinghe did not answer directly, but asked Murong Fu a question: "Do you know what the identities of these people were before they entered the valley?"
So, Murong Fu accompanied the little old man to drink one glass after another. Soon, the two small pots of wine were empty.
Therefore, if a small character like Xiang Wanghai does evil, there will be people who come out to meddle in his own business. If he becomes the leader of the Qingcheng Sect or the leader of Wuliang Sword, no one will say anything, and the world will still
Various ways of justifying various behaviors. Just like a certain period of time on the Chinese Internet in later generations, many people had many fathers overnight. This principle has been the same from ancient times to the present.
Su Xinghe smiled and said nothing. Murong Fu thought for a moment and understood immediately. The old man and the young man looked at each other and laughed.
"Exactly".
Su Xinghe smiled and said: "Two of the three people who were killed were his enemies. One of them killed his brother, and the other took possession of his wife and daughter. And he was able to kill his enemies with his own hands because of his senior brother's wisdom.
It's a plan. The condition is that he will be deafened by me and will be a mute servant in my valley for the rest of his life. Although he got his revenge, he has become a sinful person in the eyes of the world. The world only believes what they want to believe.
I don’t care about justice. It’s a good thing to just be a deaf mute and hide from the world in this valley.”
In his words, he was very dissatisfied with the world.
Murong Fu didn't care about that, he jumped up and chased Taoist Zhangxu for twenty miles with his sword. Finally, he removed the evil Taoist's limbs and hung them on the Penglai government office for public display.
Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Senior brother is not that kind of pedantic person. If evil people use morality and Buddhism to influence them like those Taoist teachers told Bald Donkey, then who will stand up for those who are harmed by evil people?
Seeking justice? It’s really like what is said in the book. All the people in ancient times were saints. How come they later tightened the criminal law and established prisons? Can the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple control that evil thief Ding Chunqiu? "
"Didn't Senior Brother say that he is a very evil person who was caught from all over the place?"
Such a cruel act made people on the street angry and afraid to speak out.
Speaking of this reminded him of Yun Zhonghe. That guy had his inner strength sucked dry by him. Even if he could survive, he would be frail and sick in the following years, and he would be like a half-wasted person. Don't talk about picking flowers, go to the vegetable garden to pick melons.
It's hard work. Every rainy day is a tribulation. Such torture is the most suitable punishment for such evil people. Isn't it boring to be like a certain writer who said, "Oh, yeah" when the plane crashes into a mountain and everything is gone?
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"Okay, junior brother, it is true that he has a good temperament. Most people in this world are hypocritical and hypocritical. They use various names to restrain the real good people, but talk about benevolence and justice to the real evil people? It is not only pedantic, but also shameful. I, the Xiaoyao sect, are strict in everything they do.
He is just a person who acts as he pleases and is carefree. No matter what he has or doesn’t have!”
But I saw the roaring waves, lapping against the mountain shore, like war drums beating in unison, and vaguely like the shouts of killing from the ancient battlefield came from the sound of the waves.
Su Xinghe sighed: "It's a pity that people in the past used literature to drink wine. One drink will lead to a thousand sorrows. In the past, when my master was not injured, he also wrote poems and calligraphy, and his poems were frequently passed down. Unfortunately, after he was injured, he never did anything again.
I've passed a word. Junior brother, you have no chance to see the grace of Master holding a glass of wine and composing poems under the moonlight. Now there is no literature, no wine, and the long nights, how can we entertain ourselves?"
"This kind of evil person cannot be killed with just one sword. He must be tortured enough to be worthy of those who were killed by him with the same method. Only in this way can he live up to his reputation as a knight."
Murong Fuyuan thought he would be persuaded by Su Xinghe, but he did not expect the other party's reaction. He did not recover for a while.
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Which two sentences?"
Who will be there after three thousand years? Why bother to repay peace!
The rivers and mountains before his eyes were magnificent, but Murong Fu recited these lines unconsciously.
Murong Fu made no secret and directly expressed his true thoughts.
Su Xinghe only said that Murong Fu did not agree with his point of view, and said happily: "Junior brother, did you bring some wine here? Get it quickly and let senior brother have a taste."
After thinking for a while, he shook his head: "When I entered the valley, my junior brother was empty-handed. Even if he brought wine, he couldn't get it at this time. So there must be some good verses to sing about this feeling and this scene? Quickly show your mind.
A good sentence, let senior brother appreciate it!"
Murong Fu:???
If you have wine today, you will be drunk today; if you have sorrow tomorrow, you will have sorrow tomorrow.