"Mrs. Huang, why are you so confused?" Ji Cha asked back, and then said, "We are under Master Ying of Yujiantang, Guiyi Division. We specialize in killing people from the Huangtian Sect, and chop off their heads and play them as footballs!"
Hong Chen next to him said "Huh" and said: "What you just said... I have heard something similar somewhere."
Ji Cha immediately said: "No, no, don't talk nonsense."
Mrs. Huang said nothing and remained silent all the way.
Hong Chen followed Ji Cha and ran for a long time, but still did not reach the vicinity of Zhuifeng Sect. He found that Ziyun City was larger than any other city he had visited before, and a small city like Xiangyun City was not even one-tenth of its size.
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There are no tall city walls here, but there are rivers, lakes and valleys. The three of them walked out of the streets of the neat and orderly residential areas, and passed through the mountain trails among the scattered villages, and finally arrived at the front of a small mountain.
"Your second senior brother is right here." Ji Cha put Mrs. Huang down from her back and breathed heavily, "I hope Mrs. Huang will take us to worship the mountain."
Hong Chen asked: "Don't we go in directly?"
"Go in directly? What are you talking about?" Ji Cha waved his hand and said, "We are members of the imperial court, and we are not thieves or robbers. How can we go in without saying anything? When Mr. Ying went to Tianlin Inn during the day, didn't he send someone to inform him in advance?
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Hong Chen suddenly realized: "So there are still such rules."
"Isn't that right?" Ji Cha said, "The more status you have, the more you have to follow the rules, otherwise people will look down upon you. The wealthy princes, generals and ministers pay special attention to the 'bells and cauldrons' when eating, and the seating of guests must be arranged accordingly.
difference, whether to eat or not
The same food must be served with many different dishes, chopsticks and spoons. Which dish should be served on a white jade plate, which meat should be served with ivory chopsticks, etc... People who eat with only one bowl and one pair of chopsticks wherever they go are in their eyes the same as beggars.
There’s no difference.”
Hong Chen remembered that he seemed to have been taught many etiquette rules before entering Taoyuan, but after staying in Taoyuan for many years, he had forgotten all of them.
Mrs. Huang walked up the stone steps, reached a door, and knocked twice. Immediately, a young Taoist priest carrying a lantern came out and opened the door. The two said a few words, and the young Taoist priest turned around and walked back to the door.
Inside, she ran to the top of the mountain. Mrs. Huang waved to the two people below: "Two heroes, come up too."
Ji Cha and Hongchen climbed up the stairs and arrived at Mrs. Huang's side. The three of them waited for less than half a moment before two Taoist priests came down from the mountain with lanterns. One of them was the young Taoist priest just now, and the other was a middle-aged man.
The Taoist priest's facial features still look as handsome as when he was young, but his cheeks are thin, his eye circles are black and blue, he looks not in good spirits, and his hair on his temples is half white.
The middle-aged Taoist priest walked down the stairs quickly and saw Mrs. Huang. His eyes brightened obviously, but he immediately returned to his serious demeanor and said leisurely: "Mrs. Huang came to visit late at night. Why? I heard that you were captured by thieves yesterday.
, now it seems that he has escaped the clutches of the devil."
Mrs. Huang has been very calm since she left the Light-Chasing Gate. The middle-aged Taoist priest opened her mouth several times, but did not make a sound. The middle-aged Taoist priest took a deep breath and said in a cold tone: "Mrs. Huang is fine.
, just leave first." Then he looked at Ji Cha and Hong Chen: "Take your mother home quickly."
Hong Chen was stunned and said, "Who is my mother?"
"Isn't Mrs. Huang your mother?" The middle-aged Taoist priest only regarded Ji Cha and Hong Chen as a pair of Mrs. Huang's children. His expression became more and more indifferent. He waved the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe and said to the young Taoist priest next to him, "Send them away."
Go down the mountain."
Hong Chen turned to look at Mrs. Huang and thought to himself: "My mother seems to have died a long time ago. Why does this Taoist priest say she is my mother?" Only then did he see Mrs. Huang's appearance clearly under the lantern light, only her eyebrows could be seen.
Dark eyes, nose and mouth are very dark
Xiaoqiao, if it weren't for the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, I wouldn't think she was a middle-aged woman at all. She also thought: "Mrs. Huang is so beautiful. Ugly people are ugly in their own ways, but beautiful people are alike. This Taoist priest thought she was
Just my mother."
"Second Senior Brother."
Finally, a sound came out of Mrs. Huang's mouth, but it was nothing like her previous voice. She was as dumb as if she hadn't drank water for ten days.
The middle-aged Taoist priest swayed suddenly and stared blankly at Mrs. Huang, who also raised her head slightly and stared at him. The two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time, neither of them could speak. Hong Chen suddenly noticed the expression in their eyes.
Something glittering and translucent flashed, and he asked, "Are you two crying?"
"No, I'm not crying." The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his sleeves, covered his face, and said, "Mrs. Huang, please leave quickly."
Mrs. Huang took a deep breath, her body shaking every time she exhaled and inhaled: "Second Senior Brother, I call you Second Senior Brother, why do you still call me Mrs. Huang?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest continued to hide his face and said: "The colorful clouds have dispersed with the breeze, and the clear moon no longer has bright light. The Fengguang Gate has long been gone, and I am no longer your second senior brother."
Mrs. Huang added: "Second Senior Brother, dad has been found."
The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly put down his sleeves and showed an excited face: "Where is Master?" His hands unconsciously rested on Mrs. Huang's shoulders, shaking her body: "Where did you find him? How is he doing? Ah.
?Huh?" Then his body froze, and his face suddenly glowed
The look of Fa Fa disappeared without a trace again, and she slowly withdrew her hand from Mrs. Huang's shoulder, took two steps back, and said as if to herself: "Ah, Master has seen you...does he believe that too?"
Yes, I must have believed it. If not, why didn’t Master come to see me?”
Great joy and sorrow suddenly hit his heart. The middle-aged Taoist priest covered his left chest with his right hand. He felt that all the blood flowing there was cold, the blood in his heart was cold, and the blood in his wrists was also cold. Suddenly, his eyes went black, and in the middle
The young Taoist priest felt that he was in a dream, a dream that lasted for decades.
The dream began in a wealthy family, where the wife gave birth to a child, named Lu Xingwei. This family has been officials for generations, and they hope that their children can also speak and behave in a measured and cautious manner, so that they can be successful in the officialdom.
The wife of the family was frail, so the family hired a young peasant woman from the countryside who had given birth to a child to be a wet nurse. The wet nurse's child was half a month older than Lu Xingwei and had not yet been named. Mr. Lu knew that his family name was Huang, so he named her "Huang."
The name "Laughing Life" means that it is a blessing for children from poor families to be happy throughout their lives.
Lu Xingwei and Huang Xiaosheng grew up on the same mother's milk, and studied and practiced martial arts together. Their personalities are just like their names, one is introverted and disciplined, and the other is extremely happy all day long.
When the two children were eight years old, Mr. Lu was seconded to another place, but he encountered a group of robbers when he happily went to work with his family. Mr. Lu was killed, Mrs. Lu committed suicide, but the wet nurse knelt in front of the robbers and volunteered herself.
, only begging them to spare the lives of the two children. Seeing that the wet nurse was in good health, the robber leader took her and Lu Xingwei, Huang Xiaosheng back to the village.
At night, the robber leader entangled his accomplices to insult the wet nurse, and forced the two children to watch. He threatened: "You two are not allowed to cry. If anyone cries, I will cut her with a knife." Lu Xingwei was frightened.
He peed his pants and kept crying while covering his eyes. But Huang Xiaosheng giggled. Seeing this, the robber leader smiled and patted Huang Xiaosheng on the head: "Yes, you can bend and stretch. Learn kung fu from me, and I will keep you as the second-in-command in the future."
From then on, Huang Xiaosheng could only receive three bowls of rice and half a roasted chicken a day in the village, while Lu Xingwei could only drink two bowls of rice soup and a few wild vegetables. Every night in the dead of night, Huang Xiaosheng, who lived in a wooden house, would sneak into the cave where Lu Xingwei lived and pick up some from his pocket.
He took out a lot of rice and a pile of boneless chicken, and then left.
Once, Lu Xingwei grabbed Huang Xiaosheng and said, "I worked hard last night, and those chickens can be made into half a chicken, and the rice can hold two and a half bowls. What do you eat every day?" Huang Xiaosheng squinted and said:
"I soaked the rice in cold water until it was soft enough to be swallowed. I gnawed clean the meat on the chicken rack and bitten the chicken bones into dregs. Don't tell me, the meat and marrow attached to the bones are just fine.
It's more delicious than ordinary chicken." Lu Xingwei burst into tears and tightly grasped Huang Xiaosheng's hand with both hands: "We are not real brothers, but you are closer than real brothers! And your mother... this kindness
, What can I repay you with?" Huang Xiaosheng just continued to laugh: "Whenever you become rich, don't forget your brother. When your brother offends you, don't blame him. I will be satisfied."
One day a year and a half later, a group of officers and soldiers attacked the mountain stronghold. Not only were all the bandits killed, but the children that the bandits had snatched were also treated as little bandits and chopped to death. Lu Xingwei hid in the cave with his head in his hands. An officer and soldier
Seeing him, he raised his knife to slash at him. Lu Xingwei was so frightened that he closed his eyes. After two breaths, he didn't feel like he was being slashed.
Opening his eyes slightly, he saw Huang Xiaosheng standing in front of him, still smiling, and then suddenly fell to the ground, revealing a foot-long wound with everted flesh on his back. The officer and soldier reached out to grab Lu Xingwei, and Huang Xiaosheng, who was on the ground, grabbed the officer and soldier's hand again.
Ankle: "Don't kill him... He is the son of an official. Send him home and you will be rewarded!"