Once upon a time, there was a scholar who was a teacher at a private school, and he was a little pedantic and stubborn, but he was a good-natured old man. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Whoever in the east and west neighbors had any trouble asking him to help write a letter or something, and some children from poor families could not afford to go to school, and it was he who interceded with the owner to keep these children in the school in the form of helpers.

Sometimes they often use their monthly money to help those students who are in poor financial straits, so that they can continue their studies, and the constraints on poor students are often just a little bit to not make their families embarrassed.

The scholar's surname is Wu, and when he was in his twenties, he asked for a wife's surname Ning, Ning's family is not beautiful, but he is gentle and gentle, virtuous, and a good housekeeper. With a wife, the life of the scholar's family was much better than when the scholar was single, and a year later they had a child, a boy, named Wu Huitong without regrets.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

I don't know if this sentence was a prophecy or a truth, but the scholar died early.

The scholar is good at calligraphy and painting, and his family has passed down an ink fan of Shu Mingshu, a master of the Song Kingdom three hundred years ago. On the fan surface, the mountains are steep, the river is full of twists, the momentum is magnificent, the inscription poem on the artistic conception plateau is vast, the font is rough and polite, wild and uninhibited.

In real time, there is a governor who patrols this county, and the governor is a good vassal and elegant, and you like the ancient fan.

In order to curry favor with the governor, the county order set his sights on the scholar's family hand-me-down ink landscape fan. How can the scholar be willing to sell the family heirloom treasure, and besides, is the calligraphy and painting of the predecessors insulted by the few taels of silver? The scholar has a good reputation in the county, and he can't buy it by force, and he invites someone to come to the door to threaten him only once, but it ends in vain, and no one wants to bully the scholar, a good person, and those gangsters who are greedy for money are cleaned up by most of the gangsters and beggars in the county, and if it weren't for the fact that a few people came to the door to apologize three days later, I am afraid that even half of their lives would have been lost.

The governor is getting closer and closer to the county seat, and I am afraid that he will come in a few days, but this gift is not ready, and he has scavenged this bit of people's fat and people's ointment in the past few years, and people are afraid that there are more points leaking between their fingers than themselves, even if the governor is not dissatisfied, but his dream of further promotion and fortune is about to come to naught. The heart is horizontal, the little scholar dares to block the old man's financial road, and the old man is also blamed for being ruthless, and you are only blamed for your bad luck and too uninteresting!

There is a little brother who is on an errand in the county government when he hears a rumor or two and secretly tells the scholar to persuade him to pack up as soon as possible and leave immediately, the scholar is grateful, but he doesn't believe that as a parent, the county magistrate will disregard the king's law so much to make an unjust case and a false case.

A few days later, the county wanted thieves who had stolen ten taels of silver from the county master's house, and the scholar's house suddenly broke into a group of officials and found a bag of silver from the scholar's house, and the scholar was pressed into the county government's prison, and the fan was of course confiscated as dirty.

Just ten taels of silver, it is worth which thief runs to the county commander's house to steal. But no matter the reason, it's not ridiculous, as long as there is a reason to get a fan.

The people's livelihood complained, and they had to release the scholar a few days later due to public opinion and county orders. When he returned home and learned that the fan had been snatched away, the scholar vomited several liters of blood and his face was as white as paper, and shouted to the sky! How can such a corrupt official and a thief be an official!

The scholar's words were fierce and sharp, and it didn't take long for it to cause a condemnation in the county.

Seeing this, the county magistrate was afraid that it would affect his promotion path and leave an impression and handle on the governor. simply didn't do anything, and sent henchmen to take advantage of the dead of night to set a monstrous fire in the scholar's house, except for Wu Hui, who played too late and slept in his partner's house, the scholar's sisters all died.

The county order was successfully given an excellent evaluation by the governor with a fan, and was promoted from the county of the eighth grade to the governor of the fifth grade.

Wu Hui left the county seat, the person was small and weak, he was so hungry that he was dying, he was dying of hunger, and he was dying in a tree hole in the woods, and the gangsters saw a man in dark blue clothes killing people, and he didn't know where the strength and courage came from, Wu Hui, who was only seven years old, climbed out of the tree hole, grabbed the hem of the man's clothes, and begged the man in the black and blue shirt to take him as an apprentice and teach him martial arts.

After inquiring about Wu Hui's life experience, Mo Lan's people in clothes took Wu Hui away and renamed him Wu Tian.

Here's what he said: "Since you want to kill the court officials, then you want to rebel against the Son of Heaven, so it's better to change your name to Wu Tian." ”

Seven-year-old Wu Tian has since joined an unknown organization and has become a secret killer of the organization.

The man in the dark blue shirt became his master from then on, and his first test task after completing his studies was to kill the county commander.

Many years have passed, and this time his mission is to go to the martial arts tournament of Kunyu Kingdom to kill his former partner in the ring, and now he has betrayed the organization under the pseudonym of Wei Ziqi No. 7.

Now he appears to have failed in his mission, but he has not been killed. And there is no need to worry about his life, because it seems that he was changed masters before he knew it and didn't answer.

Stretched out his hand and slapped on the body of scholar Wu Tian, as if he was examining the root bones.

I'm looking forward to seeing you more and more, Lord of the Black Organization.

The night was dark, and the moonlight was like water.

The sparse green bamboo in the distance reflects a dense and bright and dark reflection on the ground.

Among the moonlight flowers, three people sat around a stone table, and the black-robed young man raised his glass to the moon and drank alone. Except in the courtyard, everyone slept soundly in the house, including those in the courtyard next door.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. Zi Su raised his glass to the front and raised his glass to the front, "Brother Tai still hasn't come out?" These two guys who are as cold as iron don't drink a drop of wine, and it's really boring for everyone to drink alone in such a good moonlight. Why don't you have a few drinks together? ”

The air was covered with a layer of water, and a man in a dark blue shirt suddenly appeared in the empty courtyard, "Your perception is very good. ”

After looking at it for a moment, Shisu smiled faintly and sighed, "It's really disappointing." ”

Well?!

"You're not as good-looking as him. Zi Su raised his hand and lightly nodded at Wei Ziqi, who had a cold face.

The man still didn't have any extra expressions, but the nerves Wu Tian and Wei Ziqi, who had been tense since the man appeared, couldn't help but fluctuate a little, which scared the two of them into a cold sweat.

"Name your terms. The man spoke coldly.

"Sit down and have a few drinks. The shiso jug added another glass of wine.

"Don't talk left and right, you should return the people in this seat yesterday. ”

"What are you talking about, there are people here. ”

"No. 7 and No. 2, Hugh has to pretend to be crazy and stupid. ”

"No, Ziqi and Wu Hui, have you two seen the seventh and second numbers of this Excellency?"

Childe, alas~, when is this still teasing this uncle's tiger whiskers, be careful that there are no bones!

"The kid is rampant!" the man in the dark blue shirt raised his palm and brought a gust of cold wind.

"It's better than your lordship's eyes!" Zi Su replied with a grin, raising his hand and slapping the man in the ink blue shirt head-on.

Bang!

The stone table was torn apart under the palm of the two, and Wei Ziqi had already taken the wine utensils and jumped far away with Wu Hui.

"Innate Martial Artist!" surprised .......

"Monk Tsuki. "Sure enough......

"Yesterday, you hid so deeply. The man in the dark blue shirt took his palm and stood to the side with a gloomy gaze, never expecting that the two of them would face the martial arts master who was equal to himself.

"Your Excellency is no different. "Hiding in the mortal world as a foundation monk, no one has found out about the expulsion.

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