Chapter 391, in ancient times, there was Su Qin's back sword, and now there is Fang Yan's back!

The gentleman came back with a dung basket, and saw a figure kneeling at the door of his hut in the distance.

His eyes narrowed, and he walked over slowly. Dump the pig manure in the basket into the manure tank in the backyard, put the basket in the corner outside the house, and then find a bunch of keys from the pocket to open the lock.

"Sir, I was wrong. Fang Yan's body straightened and said in a deep voice.

The gentleman didn't hear Fang Yan's words, so he opened the copper lock and pushed the door straight into the house.

He took off his sheepskin jacket and hung it on the wall, and used an aluminum basin to take a small half basin of water from the kettle on the stove to wash his face and wash his hands, his face and hands were steaming, and the chill on his body was dispelled a lot.

The gentleman opened the old teapot with a missing hole on the square table, grabbed a handful of broken tea leaves and threw it in, and filled the teapot with an antique bottle with the words "Serve the People" printed on it. There is no cumbersome step in making tea, it is simple and rude, and I feel that the tea is delicious, so I pour myself a bowl of tea with a large bowl and drink it gently.

"Sir, I come to apologize to you. Fang Yan, who was kneeling at the door, shouted again.

The gentleman was expressionless, still pretending not to hear, and stood on the threshold of the hut drinking his large bowl of tea.

"Sir, if you don't speak, I'll forgive you. Fang Yan shouted loudly.

The gentleman did not speak yet.

The gentleman didn't speak, and Fang Yan didn't get up.

He knows that sometimes you can be lively, but some things have to be serious.

For example, now.

Mr. didn't speak, and neither did Fang Yan.

One stood inside the threshold, and the other knelt outside the threshold.

Mr. lives in the back village, which faces the back mountain.

The wild wind is howling, thousands of miles of snow are buried, and the whole world is white. Fang Yan has become a small dot in this white world.

Mr. stood and drank tea, and Fang Yan knelt.

Mr. sat and listened to the music, and Fang Yan knelt.

Mr. was lying down and sleeping, and Fang Yan was kneeling.

Mr. woke up and got up to wash the rice, brush the pot and cook, cut the salted fish into two sections, one hung on the wall and the other was thrown into the rice pot, went to the backyard and plucked a handful of vegetables and a few shallots, washed them in ice water, and boiled them, Fang Yan was still kneeling.

Mr. ate the salted fish rice, swallowed a few small green vegetables, washed the dishes and chopsticks, brushed the iron pot, poured boiling water into the morning teapot, and drank a bowl of hot tea, Fang Yan was still kneeling.

The sun was warm in the morning, but at noon there was no shadow.

The stopped snowflakes fluttered again, the snowflakes were soft, but the cold was hurting.

Fang Yan knelt in the wind and snow, his hair was blown by the cool breeze, his body was covered with snow, and even his eyebrows were condensed into ice.

Fang Yan became a snowman.

Just like the snowman they used to pile up with ice and snow when they were children, they put a hat on the snowman and tied a scarf to make it look like a living person.

Fang Yan is the most vivid snowman because he is a real person.

When Fang Yan was kneeling, Swallow Dock was still as quiet as ever.

It's just that, unlike in the past, the courtyard doors of many homes are open, and some people stand at the door and look into the distance.

The Li family.

An old lady in a gray cotton jacket stood at the door and asked aloud, "Is the Fang family's doll still kneeling?"

"Kneel. Li Xiaotian stood behind the old lady and replied with an unbearable expression.

"Alas. The old lady sighed and said to her grandson, "This child has great ambitions, and it is inevitable that he will suffer a little flesh and skin-----

Ye family.

Ye Daowen stomped around in the study, pushed open the window and asked the housekeeper who was sweeping the snow outside: "Fang Yan is still kneeling?"

"Kneel. Jia Ding replied.

Click----

The window closed again.

The family looked at each other, and then lowered his head and swept the floor.

Fang family.

Old man Fang Huwei didn't clamo for plum wine today, nor did he let Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan accompany him to play chess.

He had him pushed open the window, he didn't use a mattress to get a fuss, he didn't wear the fur hat that he used to keep him warm when he went out, and his bare head was brighter than the snow outside.

His eyes looked out the window, at the straw-wrapped plum trees in the yard.

Suddenly, he lost his temper and scolded loudly: "Who did it? Who did it? If you don't experience wind and snow, how can there be a strange fragrance? Tear down all the straw for me----"

Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan didn't dare to refute, and hurriedly ran out to unpack the straw bales that had only been wrapped up this morning.

At this time, Fang Huwei was murderous, not like a paralyzed person, but like a fierce general who had just come down from the battlefield.

Ye Wenrou pushed open the courtyard door, and the old drunkard didn't look at it, and said, "I'm drunk, you are free." ”

Then he lay down in the corner of the eaves and fell asleep, and a loud snoring came.

Ye Wenwen slapped the cylinder with his palm, and the plaster sealed at the mouth of the cylinder came out of the cylinder and flew away.

With a flick of her toes, a vat in front of her flew into the air.

The vat is slightly sloping, and a stream of spring water pours down as it falls.

Ye gently opened his mouth and sucked violently, his posture was chic and arrogant.

There are also many homes with open doors to watch from afar.

Today's Swallow Dock, everyone's eyes are focused on the young man who knelt down in the snowstorm.

Fang Yan, he is already a legend of Yanziwu.

The gentleman drank three bowls of hot tea in a row, until the teapot was empty, and the tea poured out became darker and darker, and the taste became more and more bitter, and then the gentleman put down the teacup.

He shouted outside, "Stop acting, come in." ”

Click----

Fang Yan got up from the snow.

Because he had not moved for a long time, his knees and calves had formed a thin layer of ice in the snow. With a slight movement, the ice shattered with a crisp sound.

Click----

It was the sound of bones in his body ringing.

The stagnant qi and blood, the stiff skeleton all stretched out and regained their vitality.

Fang Yan has the heart of Tai Chi to protect his body, so he can always keep it from the invasion of the cold cold.

Ice and snow, the body, and the heart of Tai Chi become a harmonious whole, and the heart of Tai Chi becomes a bridge of communication between Fang Yan and Bing Xue. Convert the ice and snow into a kind of energy and transmit it to Fang Yan, so that Fang Yan can have a gentle and comfortable contact, rather than directly experiencing the invasion of the cold.

Of course, if you have internal strength, you can also convert it into heat to defend against the cold and burn the ice and snow. It's just that the heart of Tai Chi is more important in nature, and using internal strength to keep out the cold consumes more mental and physical strength, and it is difficult to last.

This is also the reason why the heart of Tai Chi is more valuable than the inner heart method or strength of several other schools.

When Fang Yan became active, the snowflakes on his body fell off, the frost on his eyebrows disappeared, and he became a flesh-and-blood living person again.

There was an iron sword stuck in his back, with the hilt pointing down and the tip of the sword pointing upwards, slung his back cross-body in the style of Su Qin's back sword.

Fang Yan walked into the hut and said to Mr., "Sir, I came to apologize to you." ”

"What's wrong?" asked the gentleman.

"Fang Yan is young, he shouldn't be arrogant and force Mr. Gong. Fang Yan said seriously.

Mr. looked at Fang Yan and said, "You are not good at making claims, you have been planning for a long time." ”

Fang Yan knew his mistake. Fang Yan lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Fang Yan, you are so forced to the palace, the entire Swallow Dock is moved because of you---- have you thought about it, while you have won the benefits for Swallow Dock, you have also pushed Swallow Dock in front of the eyes of the world. Is this good or bad for Swallow Dock?"

"In ancient times, there was a cup of wine to release military power, and there were cunning rabbits and dead lackeys to cook, and birds were good bows to hide. The country is in trouble, and we fight with our swords to solve our worries. The country is peaceful, and we bury our swords and plough the fields. We are all martial artists, dedicated to practicing martial arts and seeking the Tao, and living a life of peace and security. Harmony and beauty #beauty, multiplication for thousands of years, isn't that good?"

"Thirty years of fame and dust, Huang Liang's dream is empty. What are you fighting for, what are you asking for?"

"Sir, I know it's wrong. Fang Yan's head was lowered.

"You're right. The gentleman shook his head. "Young man, who doesn't want to kill the enemy on the battlefield? Who doesn't want to be famous in all directions? Who doesn't want to engrave a stone to remember his merits and write his name on the stone tablet at the entrance of Yanziwu Village?"

"My duty is to protect the continuation of the Yanziwu bloodline, so that this Yanziwu will not change its loyalty and martial arts. So I want to be low-key, silent. Just like for hundreds of years, willing to be forgotten by the world. You have chosen another path, a positive, flamboyant and cruel road---- there is no right or wrong, but, you think clearly, which road is more suitable for our Swallow Dock?"

Fang Yan looked up at Mr. and said loudly: "I swear by my life, our Yanziwu will not change our loyalty, and our martial arts will not fail." We practice martial arts hard, thinking day and night, just to strengthen our bodies and promote justice. We swear to defend our home and country to the death, throw our heads and spill blood, and those who offend our Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away. ”

"Sir, the world is changing, and so are we. I didn't think about whether this path was right or wrong, I only thought about the right and wrong of this thing---- I didn't want to be aggressive, I didn't want to be cruel, I just hoped that we wouldn't be bullied. I only have such a small ambition. ”

The gentleman pondered for a long time, looked at Fang Yan and said, "Since you have figured it out ----, which one are you going to apologize for?"

"Mr. will always be Mr., Mr. Fang Yan, Mr. Yanziwu. I have no respect for my superiors, and I have disobeyed my husband, so I naturally have to apologize. Fang Yan said without changing his face.

Fang Yan knelt down. The gentleman said.

Fang Yan knelt down as ordered.

"There is a son Fang Yan, who has no respect for his superiors, is bold and reckless, disobedient to Mr., and traps Yanziwu in a dangerous situation-----" Mr. stretched out his hand and pulled out the iron sword behind Fang Yan, and said: "Three heavy penalties to show punishment." ”

The gentleman held the long sword, and the blade of the sword struck towards Fang Yan's head.

Clang----

With a sword, it was not Fang Yan's head that was cut in half, but the iron sword ---- broken in two.

Fang Yan was embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "I'm afraid that Mr. ---- will really kill me in a fit of anger." So---- so ---- did something in the sword. ”

The gentleman held the hilt of the sword and was stunned for a long time before he said helplessly: "In the past, Su Qin had a sword, and now there is Fang Yan's back---- so you can go back." Let's go back. I can't teach you. ”

(PS: I think Lao Liu and Fang Yan are not bad, so let's vote!