After confirming that there was no ambush around the tea shed after Lu Zigan left, Chen Shi went back to the tea shed with peace of mind and dumped the leftover tea left by Lu Zigan on the roadside. Wei Changpan silently helped put away the bamboo poles holding up the oilcloth shed.
There was not much business that day, not to mention that I had just met the man surnamed Lu and had closed the tea shed earlier.
It took more than three months for Wei Changpan and Chen Shi to get back to their original state. They had set up a tea shed here for a long time. They sold the high-priced and inferior tea so that they would not attract attention to the few people passing by. Especially for Gao Xu.
Such outstanding people probably would not have thought that just over ten miles outside Songfeng County City and less than twenty miles away from the gate of Songfeng Mountain, there was an undercurrent surging between the Yanyu Tower and the remnants of the Zhang family in Qishan County.
"Lu Zigan is so ambitious. I don't know what Gao Xu was thinking at the time. Why don't he just raise eagles today?" Chen Shi put away the oilcloth tent and covered it on a few old tables, chairs and benches, including some of the more valuable ones.
They all got on the wheelbarrow nearby, tied it up with a hemp rope, and then taught Wei Changpan, who was nearby, earnestly, "Now you can't hold it back even if you don't say a few words to each other. Your master taught you how to nourish your qi."
Kung fu has been forgotten. Cultivate your strength first and cultivate your heart. If you don’t understand these simple principles, even if you have murderous intentions, how can you help Lu Ziganhe?"
"I know it in my heart, but he still can't hold it back when he talks about Master..."
"Your master and master are still on that mountain. If you want to get all their bones back and bury them alive, what is this humiliation?"
"take note of it."
"There are more or less vengeances that can be avenged in the world, but in the end, they are hated because of the slightest difference, and they are all too impatient." Chen Shi patted the dust on the corner of Wei Changpan's clothes, and then pushed the wheelbarrow onto a dirt road next to the avenue.
, "There is a saying among scholars that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. We, the gangsters, are no different. It doesn't matter if it is ten years or how old it is, as long as we don't wait until the enemy's death."
"But Gao Xu is going to die."
"So you, Uncle Chen, can only take this incredible risk and accept Lu Zigan. If Gao Xu dies of old age on Songfeng Mountain, then how can I, an old man like me, have the face to meet your master?"
Chen Shi, whose tone suddenly became harsh, was discouraged after a while, and laughed at himself, "But I am an old man who has no martial arts talent compared to you. In this life, my archery skills have been passable, and my skills have probably been surpassed by Songfengshan."
I'm afraid I won't be able to exert any strength and it will be of no use..."
"Chen Boxiu wants to say these things again." Wei Changpan stopped Chen Shi and said, "Uncle Chen's bow and arrow have saved me more than once, how can I say it is useless."
"No matter how powerful the bow or arrow in the world is, it can only break through three layers of wrought iron armor. In the eyes of a warrior, the arrow path that ordinary people can't see is clearly visible. Ordinary bows and arrows can't deal with three layers of wrought iron armor."
The warriors on the first floor were already stretched thin. On the fourth floor, even if they used military bows and crossbows to surround and kill the number of crossbowmen in their hands, they would need more than a dozen warriors to prevent them from escaping. Previously, the Songfeng Mountain
Elders are generally people who are almost ready to become spiritual masters. If I hadn't taken advantage of my secret enemy, even if there were two more of you, Uncle Chen, I wouldn't have been able to force that guy to escape with his arm broken."
Wei Changpan recalled the sword of the elder of Songfeng Mountain, and effortlessly suppressed him and Zhao Dascar of Yanyu Tower.
If it weren't for Chen Shi's flurry of arrows, the two of them would have been seriously injured within three to five seconds of each other. That was the most life-threatening moment since he reached the fourth floor of martial arts. Although Lu Zigan's sword was faster than He Qin's sword
, but if the changes from one move to another can catch people off guard, it is the latter that makes Wei Changpan's heart palpitate more.
After pushing the wheelbarrow for more than two miles along the muddy path between fields, Wei and Changpan stopped at a simple thatched hut at the edge of a field. It was a temporary residence built by the owner of several acres of nearby melon fields during the summer harvest to prevent beasts and thieves from stealing melons.
The four walls are drafty and it is cool in winter and warm in summer. It is not a suitable place for permanent residents. However, with the rent money of a few dozen copper coins in front of you, this simple thatched hut does not seem to be that difficult to live in.
The furnishings in the house were sparse, and the two beds were covered with straw. When Wei Changpan took out the firewood and lit the oil lamp, he saw a skinny wild mouse scurrying past the corner of the table that was missing a leg. It must have been because spring had just begun.
, a wild rat that couldn't find anything to eat in the field was so bold that it went to look for food in an inhabited house in broad daylight. He hesitated for a long time and let it run away in panic, then turned to heat it under the stove. During lunch today, he accidentally dropped a handful of leftovers.
When the rice arrived in the shadow of the corner, the mouse looked around in panic, but in the end it couldn't resist the hunger in its belly and slipped out of the hut along the small hole in the corner with the handful of rice in its mouth.
The lunch was simple. It was nothing more than a plate of white radish strips rubbed with coarse salt and a large bowl of brown rice. The rice was out of the pot in less than half an hour. Wei Changpan and Chen Shi were both martial arts practitioners and had huge appetites.
Naturally, they won't be too young. At that time, they rented an iron pot left by the old farmer in the thatched hut to cook their meals. One of them would always be half hungry and he would always want to change to a larger iron pot.
pot, but the adobe stove could still fit the small iron pot, so the matter of changing the pot was shelved again.
"Today's rice is a bit raw."
"Maybe it's because I added less firewood. Just be more careful next time."
"The pickled radish is good."
"The radishes sent by the owner of this hut two days ago, although they are all crooked and cannot be sold at a good price, they still taste good after being cut into strips and pickled."
The two of them chatted about trivial matters such as firewood, rice, oil and salt, just like two farm men returning home from the fields talking about the harvest that year.
Ever since everyone in Yanyu Tower witnessed Zhou Gandang's execution of Hu Weiyong, it was inevitable that they would create a gap with Chen Shiwei Changpan. After all, none of them had ever witnessed Hu Weiyong's defection to Songfeng Mountain.
It's just a one-sided statement. If we follow this principle, then wouldn't it be enough to kill people randomly and then charge others with it? After all, who dead person can tell the difference for him? Although Chen Shi has some prestige among the people in Yanyu Tower, after all,
He is not as deep-rooted as Hu Weiyong in Yanyulou.
After the gap between the Zhang family and Yanyulou in Qishan County, which were supposed to advance and retreat together, developed, both Wei Changpan and Chen Shi tried their best to make up for it, so that they could avoid parting ways. But even if everyone in Yanyulou could tolerate Wei Changpan and Yanyulou, they could kill them with their own hands.
Zhou Gandang, who killed Hu Weiyong, and the disciples of Zhou's martial arts school were not among them.
According to Chen Shi's original plan, he should still be mediating between the people in Yanyu Tower and the Zhou Family Martial Arts School. After all, he is the most senior old man in the Zhang family in Qishan County. This is even the case for him.
If neither of them can stand up and take charge of the overall situation, wouldn't it mean to just sit back and watch the alliance between the two sides fade away day by day? Zhou Gan dares to say it, after all, he is a member of his own sect. Chen Shi persuaded him and everyone in the Zhou Family Martial Arts Hall to have a good relationship with the Yanyulou family.
After giving in for a while, everyone in Yanyu Tower thought that the former was guilty of being a thief, so they became more and more aggressive. It was not uncommon for him to sap and punch the disciples of Zhou's martial arts school behind his back. Zhou Gandang had also followed Chen Shi's instructions earlier.
He ordered everyone in the Zhou Family Martial Arts School not to fight back even if they were insulted. Who would have thought that those Yanyulou disciples would actually trick him in the end.
Zhou dared to do what Zhou dared to do, so naturally he had a daring temperament. Without saying a word, he beat up the people in Yanyulou. Although he was angry at the people of Zhou's martial arts school who had to endure it, there was still bitterness between the two parties.
The superficial relationship they had maintained so hard barely turned into a grudge. Chen Shi, who had no choice but to comply with everyone's thoughts, continued his secret activities in the southern boundary of Jiangzhou with the people from Yanyulou, while the people from Zhou's Martial Arts School moved to Jiangzhou.
The junction of Huizhou and Huizhou lies dormant, and it has almost become a scene where they have never interacted with each other until death.
Wei Changpan also didn't know how Chen Shi got in touch with Lu Zigan, the internal disciple of Songfeng Mountain. The latter now had a rising momentum second only to Gao Xu in Songfeng Mountain.
Gao Xu, the master of Songfeng Mountain, is not afraid that this person will intensify the efforts of Yanyulou and the Zhang family of Qishan County after he takes power? Wei Changpan can't figure this out, but he has always believed in the decision-making of his elder Chen Shi, which saved his life
He also saved the lives of everyone in the Zhou Family Martial Arts School in Yanyu Tower, not to mention that he had no reason not to trust the only remaining elders from the sect around him.
"The rent for this house is only a few days away. According to the owner's intention, the rent will be cheaper for the whole year. If you rent it by the month, you will get more copper coins." Wei Changpan swallowed the food in his mouth.
He wiped his mouth and said, "It was rainy and windy the past few days, and the tarpaulin covering the tea shed was torn in two places. I managed to mend it, but I was afraid it wouldn't look good if it couldn't withstand the wind and rain a few times...
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"The rent is paid monthly, and you don't have to worry about the tarpaulin to cover the rain." Chen Shi said without thinking, "You have to leave sooner or later, so why bother with these things."
Why bother with these things?
The days at present should be lived day by day, and you have to live them well.
Wei Changpan supported the table with his arms and rested his head on his palms. He stared at the empty rough porcelain sea bowl on the table in a daze.
He likes to be in a trance like this very much. It is probably a habit he developed when he was young and never had enough to eat. When he is in trance for a long time, he even forgets how hungry he is. At the same time, he can also think about the scenery outside the mountains in his mind.
, the scenery outside the mountains that he always wanted to see when he was young.
This was the only time in recent years that he could spend such a long time without having to worry about the sight of swords and swords flying around in the blink of an eye, just so quietly lost in thought.
His soul seemed to have risen as high as the clouds in the sky, overlooking the picturesque mountains and rivers through the layers of clouds in the sky. Then he thought about looking at one place, and saw a large locust tree at the entrance of a town hidden by green mountains.
In the town, the walls of the brothel were dilapidated, and in the hut where he grew up, there was an elderly couple waiting for his return.
You come from your hometown, but you don’t see anything happening in your hometown.