In the first month, the lanterns are red, the fire trees are full of flowers, and the purple jackets and green shirts are bustling. The sound of firecrackers rises and falls, and laughter rises and falls. Zhongdu was immersed in the joy of the New Year.

Imperial. One person is dressed in a yellow dragon robe, stepping on purple cloud boots, walking with the power of a dragon, and raising his hand to show the style of a king. The eyebrows are slightly constricted and the eyes are divine, and people are not angry and powerful. There are two palace maids serving behind him, and there are two eunuchs carrying lanterns in front of him: it should be after reviewing the recitals and scattering their hearts. Suddenly, a man came in a hurry. Although this person's steps are hurried but not chaotic, he lands silently.

"Minion, knock to see the emperor. The man walked up to the emperor.

"Well, flat, with my lord, what's the matter?" the emperor still walked at his original pace.

The same adults followed suit: "The slave has just received information that a group of cultists have rebelled in the land of Donou. ”

"Huh, how many?"

"About 100 people. ”

"In your opinion, how to deal with this matter?" The emperor's pace and tone never changed, and his eyes kept looking at the plum blossoms along the road. It seems that he is not talking to the same adult, but with plum blossoms.

Although the emperor did not show his attitude at all, he was already sure in his heart, and said: "According to the opinion of the slaves, these untouchables do not keep their duties, do not thank the emperor, and are even more immeasurable.

"Hmm. The Emperor sighed, "I'm afraid this matter is still small." In recent years, the fortunes of the country have been prosperous, the people are abundant, the people are rich in food and clothing, and the stomach does not have to worry, so they follow the letter and that, get together and form a gang, and then develop a faction and occupy one side. Surrendered to the court on the surface, but secretly wrestled with the court. Keep going of ......"

"Sure enough, it is still the saint who thinks far-reachingly, but this power of the rivers and lakes has been deeply rooted since ancient times, and it is inexhaustible to be eliminated and killed. What should I do?"

The emperor stopped and pondered for a while: "The first emperor also devoted himself to this, but due to various reasons, it did not work. And now that the national strength is at its peak, the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, and all the countries are coming to pay respects, and the guests from all over the world are served, it is the best time to deal with internal troubles! I will get rid of this stubborn disease!"

Master Tong stood behind the emperor with a worried face, but hearing that the emperor had such a great determination, he knew that it was very unwise to stop it now, so he said: "Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and ordinary methods may not be effective. I wonder what the emperor's long-term plan is?"

"You have to find an introduction to this matter! You go and find me someone, who must not only have some influence and appeal in the rivers and lakes, but also have no conflict of interest with the imperial court, and it is best to obey our court. That's where to start. ”

He knelt down with the master and said, "The slave leads the order." ”

"Well, let's go down!"

"The minions retired. ”

Same house. An old man in a cyan robe, a dark square scarf, sitting cross-legged with his eyes crossed, his hands knotted with a seal, awe-inspiring style, treacherous and difficult to commit.

Master Tong walked in and said lightly, "Sir." ”

The old man slowly opened his eyes and made a gesture. He got up and said, "My lord, how are things?"

As expected, the Holy Lord has long been impatient with the status quo and is about to reach out to the forces of the rivers and lakes. This time, I think I am very determined, and I will not give up until I kill them all. "I was a little worried.

"Are you asking me alone?" said the old man after a pause.

"Sure enough, everything can't be hidden from Mr., presumably Mr. already knows!" said with a smile.

"Well, it's a bit of a hassle. If you want to completely eradicate the forces of the rivers and lakes, you have to be this person. But this person is extraordinary, and he can't even count him at all! I only know that he appears with the white tiger. But this white tiger, the god of the West, is the image of the generals, the spirit of slaughter, and the hexagram of mourning. Alas. The old man sighed and said no more.

Master Tong frowned: "Yes and no, for whom? For whom? For whom? I know you want to say that this is a double-edged sword, you are afraid that I will not be able to grasp it." But—" the eyes of the adults were glazed over, "everything must be tried." ”

The old man sighed: "Since you have made up your mind, I won't say anything." But I always feel faintly uneasy, so I advise you: If you are not careful, you will never recover!"

Tong's face became solemn, he knew that the old man was a person, and he knew that he was by no means alarmist. But the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, and today's martial arts people either have no name and no reality, relying on the prestige accumulated by the previous generations, eating and drinking. Either there is no real name, live in seclusion, and don't ask about the world. It is very difficult to find a person that everyone can agree with! Besides, under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. Even if this person has the power to reach heaven, he must surrender to the feet of the Son of Heaven. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of the Tong's mouth. At the same time, the old man was still frowning.

In the blink of an eye. Half a year has passed, and it is June. There is a large grassland in the north of the Celestial Empire, and June is the most beautiful time for the grassland. The green waves are vast and magnificent. But in this most beautiful grassland, at a glance, there is occasionally a spot or two of white, less than the white clouds in the sky. The breeze gently brushed his cheeks, as if he was crying silently. In the middle of the grassland, there is a desert that divides the green sea in two. The south side is called Mo Nan, and the north side is called Mo Bei. Although the two sides are separated by a desert, the conflict between them has never decreased. Perhaps it was the desert that made them forget that they were once a family.

On this day, the wind was beautiful and the sky was cloudless. A little shepherd boy lies leisurely on the soft grass, enjoying the gifts of nature and letting the sheep roam around.

Suddenly, a red dot appeared in the shepherd boy's seemingly closed eyes. The shepherd boy thought he was dazzled and didn't care. But the red dot is getting bigger and bigger. The shepherd boy sat up and rubbed his eyes: "Mom!" the shepherd boy was shocked, "Help!"

I saw that the red dot was the size of a tent and smashed towards the shepherd boy.

The shepherd boy shouted, "Run, old sheep!"

One of the sleeping sheep in the flock stood up suddenly, and when he saw his master running away frantically, he himself hurried away. The sheep suddenly panicked and fled with the old sheep.

About a mile away, only to hear, boom, dust in the distance. The shepherd boy was frightened and wiped his sweat: "Mom, I can't even find the scum if I run fast, otherwise I won't even be able to find the slag." ”

The shepherd boy looked at the dust flying in the distance, and said to the old sheep with some curiosity: "Do you want to go and see? ”

The old sheep shook his head resolutely, looking frightened. The shepherd boy looked at it with disdain: "Coward! It is said that sheep are not bad at all. ”

The old sheep snorted dissatisfiedly, as if to retort.

The shepherd boy couldn't help but be curious, and he didn't care about the old sheep: "If you don't pull it down, then you look at the sheep, and I'll go and see it myself." ”

The old sheep hurriedly resisted him and called twice, as if to persuade him. The shepherd boy pushed the old sheep away, and the wind ran away. The old sheep looked uneasy: This kid was so scared just now that he was scared and urinated, and he left it behind in a blink of an eye! The flock of sheep saw that the leader had gone, and they all came.

I saw a huge pit in front of the shepherd boy's eyes. He couldn't help but be curious as he approached the edge to see what it was that could smash such a deep hole. Then the flock also came, and stretched out their heads around the edge of the pit to look down. Although the old sheep was afraid, as a leader, the little sheep went to see it, and they couldn't show their timidity. I also went up to see what was going on.

Just in front of everyone's eyes, a person gradually rose. A white robe, like a pearl in a mussel, white and bright, like a cloud in the sky, elegant and soft, like a plum in the snow, fragrant and secret. Fix your eyes again, a person with lightning in his eyes, a lotus flower in his mouth, a refreshing and refreshed spirit, a handsome and chic person, holding a jade flute in his hand, coming with all his styles, singing:

The sword light is rising, and the situation is open

Where are the heroes of troubled times? Not to mention life and death planning

The rivers and lakes are far away, and it is difficult to reconcile with friends

The cloud yarn man tent sings lightly, and he is looking for the destiny of heaven in his dreams

The white robe walked up to the shepherd boy and said, "Hello, little friend!"

The shepherd boy was a little confused: "Ahh Who are you?"

The white robe smiled slightly: "My name is Ghost Youzi, what about you?"

The shepherd boy only felt a gentle force surrounding him, and his fearful heart slowly relaxed, and he only felt that he was an amiable and trustworthy person in front of him, as if he had been with him for a long time.

The shepherd boy said, "My name is Muqi, I am grazing here, and these are my sheep. The old sheep cried twice in dissatisfaction, as if to declare his sovereignty.

Oniyuko smiled, "Okay, let's go, let's change places." With that, with a wave of his robe, the pit returned to its original state in an instant.

Mu Qi called out, "Wow, Uncle knows how to do spells!" Mu Qi ran in front of him from the side of the ghost and said, "Can you teach me spells?" I really want to be able to fly like you and be as happy as an eagle. "Oni Yuzi was a little embarrassed: he had to fly as a last resort. After thinking for a while, he said, "Yes." ”

Mu Qi was very excited: "Then you can teach me now, okay?"

"I'm afraid not now, it's going to get dark, tomorrow. ”

"Okay! tomorrow tomorrow. Mu Qi ran happily, "Tomorrow I will spell, I can fly!"

The old sheep also rubbed the ghost ghost with his eyes, as if begging. Oni Yuko smiled: "Okay, okay, together." ”

The sunset reflected the colorful glow of the sky on the grassland, staining the two and a flock of sheep.

"What an innocent time!" Ghost Yuzi looked at Mu Qi with a smile, suddenly, violently coughed twice, hurriedly covered it with his hand, breathed a little, stabilized his inner breath, and sighed: "Sure enough, the injury is not light, a few Daoming!"

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