In that peaceful and ordinary town, there was very little smoke, and many residents were sitting on the threshold with bowls in their hands, chatting with people from each house, as usual.
Their topics never seem to change.
It's not about how much money a man in a certain family makes in a year, or the little fox in a certain family goes out to steal people again.
Someone else knocked on the widow’s door next door in the middle of the night.
The old fortune teller at the entrance of the village has very dirty hands and feet. He grabs the little girl's hand and reads her palm every day, which is shameless.
In other words, my man last night was extremely brave.
Of course, gossip is not just for women. Men on the streets naturally have topics to talk about too...but there are less family stories.
There are more ambitious goals.
In a few years, I will be able to own a store and become the owner.
Or maybe in the near future, I will have the opportunity to become the leader of the police. The man said it very cryptically, as if he was discovered by someone inadvertently that he was going to be promoted. After being repeatedly questioned by others, he spoke with difficulty. It turned out that
Not only did he want to become a catcher, but he also wanted to marry the county magistrate's daughter.
Although I can't eat hard food.
But he couldn't resist the beautiful tightness of the county magistrate's daughter, which made the men around him sigh and envy, but the protagonist still waved his hands repeatedly, a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how happy he was in his heart.
"Hey... But I heard that there is a war outside. In the entire big city, nearly a quarter of the warriors are gone. I don't know what the situation is outside!"
In the tea shop outside Cuntou Restaurant, a man spoke.
Among this group of men, no matter what kind of topic they start talking about, in the end, it must be a lofty talk about the general trend of the world.
"What's so great about war? We don't fight every day in the world! This time it's not much different. We are in a very poor state here, so we don't have to worry about that!"
"You can't say that, there seems to be something different this time! My brother-in-law's uncle's cousin is an elder from Luoyue Palace. I was lucky enough to have a drink with him once. He looked quite serious. What about the invasion of evil tribes?
Warriors go to the mountains to help in troubled times, even if they are wrapped in horse leather!"
"Evil clan? Which cult is it?"
Everyone has no idea what the evil tribe means.
"Old Tang, you have been outside, so you know a lot. Can you explain to me what the evil tribe is?"
Someone asked about the unshaven middle-aged man at the edge of the tea shop.
The middle-aged man slowly wrapped his trouser legs and curled his lips, "It's a piece of shit!"
"What do you mean?"
someone asked.
The middle-aged man slowly straightened up and said, "On the east side of the town, there is a grave! To the west there is a broken spear. To the south there is a skeleton... In the ruins in the middle, there is a plaque with vague writing!"
"In that tomb is buried a person from three thousand years ago. The owner of that spear fought fiercely in all directions two thousand years ago. The name on the plaque in the center of the ruins was once the name of one of the seventy-two academic temples in the Eternal Night Era.
Confucian sage!"
Old Tang drank tea and said slowly.
A group of men around him were immediately confused after hearing this, not knowing what the boring gourd Old Tang was talking about.
Sounds awesome?
Old Tang shook his head, "All of this has passed. Now it is peaceful and peaceful here, which is probably the dream of every person living in war!"
"Old Tang, the more you talk, the more confused we become. Can you please tell us a few human words?"
A man spoke.
Old Tang smiled, picked up a cup of tea, tasted it slowly, but said no more.
At this moment, a girl with a graceful figure ran to the tea shop. She carried a wooden stick and appeared in front of Old Tang. She raised her eyebrows and said:
"Dad, I want to go out!"
"Go back!"
Old Tang cursed abruptly.
"Can you get out? If you don't get out, I will get out!"
The girl snorted twice, not afraid of her father at all. She was not afraid of anything. She could imprison herself for a few years, but she still wanted to imprison her for the rest of her life?
"Why do you, a little brat, join in the fun of men's affairs?"
Old Tang scolded.
"Then I don't care! It's up to you!"
The girl didn't pay much attention to her father, and walked out of the town holding the wooden stick.
The middle-aged man raised his hand.
The girl who was about to walk out of the town was immediately bounced back by a curtain of light. Before she could get up and get angry, the middle-aged Tang in the tea shop stood up.
He shook his head, his face seemed helpless.
"Dad, go out. You stay here and take care of your mother and brother!"
"That's not possible, you have to take me with you!"
Girls don’t follow the Tao.
"Believe it or not, I will beat you to death now!"
Old Tang turned around and stared at the girl with a cold snort.
"I believe...anyway, you know that I can achieve nirvana, but you can beat me to death and I can't die!"
The girl was holding on to her waist and refused to let go, but then she changed her attitude, tugged on Old Tang's sleeves, and acted coquettishly, "Daddy, please take me out, I promise to listen to you!"
"Every positive shape!"
Old Tang shook his head, "You go home first, I'll go somewhere!"
With that said, Old Tang left the tea shop and went to an ancient well.
In that ancient well... his past was sealed, and his power was also sealed.
Now, he is extremely nostalgic for this beautiful time.
He hugs his wife to sleep every day.
The children chatter every day, and there is a brat who runs home dirty and crying every day.
There is no more intrigue.
No more killing.
No more sitting up in the middle of the night.
There is only warmth.
It's just...he can't get rid of his identity no matter what.
Huang Xuanzhi!
His daughter is going to join the world.
His sister's son has become the leader of the Ming Cult... His sister, his family... will fight bloody battles on the battlefield! He doesn't know how strong he is.
But just like when his parents died, he didn't want his sister to die before him.
He is still here, so there is no reason to let others die first.
The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and picked up the burden he had lifted step by step. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, "That's fine..."
"No one in the world has ever truly known me, Huang Xuanzhi. This time, I, Huang Xuanzhi, will let everyone in the world see what Song Hanshan and Liu Cangsheng are like. I can punch a kid with one punch!"
…
The Splendid Dragon Flag is born.
The world is turbulent.
Those Mingjiao members who had been silent for thousands of years and sealed themselves for thousands of years began to revive one after another and appeared one after another!
Also, the descendants of the former Mingjiao tribe.
They did not forget the inheritance and the spirit of thousands of years, and they appeared one after another.
There were three thousand guests in white clothes.
There are a hundred thousand night watchmen.
There are Thirteen Killers hidden all over the world.
They walked out of the market...
Get out of the countryside.
Walk out of the court hall.
Walk out of the sect.
There was a literary figure who laughed generously, looked up to the sky and went out.
There is an actor who carries his harp into the human world.
A street beggar arranged his clothes and found an ancient gun buried in the soil.
There are rebels who have taken over the mountain and are kings, raising their arms and shouting.