Sun Jian in Luoyang is basking in the sun.

Zhoucang in Taiyuan is also basking in the sun.

It's just that he was running in the snow, and Sun Jian was lying on the couch in the courtyard.

The class card has been promoted, and the ceiling that has bound him for a long time has been broken.

He laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha!"

He (shēn) is as light as a swallow, like a flying flying in the snow.

With his eyes wide open, Zhou Cang's (shēn) body was already moving according to his consciousness, the knife broke through the snowflakes, and the (shēn) son walked with the crack in the wind.

He was able to run quickly across the snow again.

Zhou Cang felt the power that the world had transmitted to him, and his limbs seemed to pour into a stream of (rè), and his movements became faster and faster.

"Ahh

It is the approval of a mortal from heaven.

Born with a vision.

But even Mao Jie, who was dealing with affairs in the government affairs hall, stopped the pen in his hand and went to the courtyard in surprise to see the skyscape outside.

Although only for a moment.

A blue-gold badge rose up on him (shēn), blooming with a light that the wind and snow could not obscure.

"Poof!"

His world is full of power.

There was blood on his (shēn).

There was a fire burning in his heart.

There was a light in his eyes.

As long as he can live, can continue to become stronger, and can truly come and go freely among the hosts, as if entering a no-man's land, then he is truly happy!

But there's no denying that it's just the way it is.

His happiness may be different from others, or it may be mixed with strange (qíng) feelings.

Zhou Cang suddenly understood.

Get stronger, stay alive, that's all!

What is happiness?

Zhou Cang's legs were mechanically stepping, and the knife in his hand was all swung by the rotation of his shoulder, and he continued to run in the wind and snow.

Yes! Yes?

Isn't that what living and becoming strong is all about?

Make yourself a strong man, become a rookie, so that you will no longer be bullied by others, let the mermaid (ròu)!

Isn't it because of his own efforts that he surpasses those children from wealthy families?

He used to be ashamed of the name Zhou Cang, but now he can use it with peace of mind.

Zhou Cang spat out.

"I'm going to fuck it!"

Some staggered on, blood still bubbling from the top of his head, running down his neck into his (shēn) body, staining his clothes red.

Zhou Cang frowned, and got up from the ground with a flutter.

Those were filled with the smell of copper.

Those tiresome voices rang in my ears again.

"Zhou Cang Shuo Mouse, Zhou Cang Shuo Mouse! Hahaha! ”

"Fatherless and motherless say that his surname is Zhou, and he goes to the granary in the village all day long to steal rice to eat, what is the name of Zhou Cang?"

After holding on for a few blows and failing to get up (shēn), he simply rested on his stomach for a while, burying his face in the snow and feeling the coldness of the world.

"Frightened!"

"Hoa......"

Zhou Cang (tiǎn) took the blood on his own hands, turned over (shēn) in the snow, faced the ground, and tried to prop up his (shēn) body and continue running.

The top of his head was numb, and he didn't feel anything, so he probably hit a stone.

It looks like blood.

He felt a little warm (rè) on the top of his head, and struggled to raise his hand to wipe it, bright red.

The wind whistled above him.

Accidentally tripped over a stone covered in snow, and Zhou Cang rolled several times in the snow and collapsed on the ground.

"Bang!"

Zhou Cang opened his mouth wide and breathed in the cold wind to keep himself awake, and his sweat came out again, skillfully condensing into a large drop of sweat, falling to the snow and dissolving.

"Hula......"

If you can still run, you can continue to practice.

So what?

The height at which the legs can be lifted is getting shorter and shorter.

He felt his movements getting slower.

Zhou Cang felt a sore leg bend, how long had it been since he felt it?

So what?

But......

He was running out of energy.

And in this wind and snow, the consumption is greater and the recovery is slower.

The lap he had just run was too far for him to recover for a while.

Zhou Cang's breathing gradually stabilized, and he waved his hand at Chen Chen, not staying for too long, turning (shēn) and continuing to run into the distance.

"No, Childe, I want to try again."

"Why don't you get in the car and rest, it's too cold outside, and you'll hurt your son."

Chen Chen was worried that he would hurt his body or catch a cold, so he opened the curtain.

Up close, it looks like a pine or cypress standing in the snow, with snow pressed on it (shēn).

The snow fell on Zhou Cang's (shēn), and as he stopped rising, it remained on his (shēn), and his hair, eyebrows, and body were all over the frost condensation, and ice crystals condensed.

Fang is a man, and Fang is a man who will win the sky!

Dare to be!

Dare to do it!

Dare to think!

Heaven does not know how to be vain, and people can overcome the sky with self-realization!

As long as you have talent, hard work, and a brute strength to climb up, all external conditions are not enough to defeat you, and no matter how harsh the environment is, it is not enough for you to give up on yourself.

Zhou Cang wants to use his actions to tell the world a belief!

He wants to use his own efforts and sweat to tell everyone that they are poor boys, stupid boys, and natural big people, there is no such hurdle, there is no heavenly gate!

He is not willing to be ordinary.

I want to see what it looks like on it.

He wanted to see.

He couldn't tell if it was sky, or snow, or clouds, or fog.

His facial features were crumpled together, and he could only see the white sky.

Zhou Cang held his knees and looked up at the sky.

So what is he desperate for?

Nothing, no matter how hard you put in, no matter how much sweat you have, the (shēn) body that you have refined is not as good as drinking a dose of tonic medicine from the big guys.

And a stupid boy like himself, who is poor and white.

With the best resources, the best teachers, and the best weapons, you can cultivate the best strength.

Those big guys, high up, have whatever they want.

That's what this world is.

He originally thought.

But he was easily subdued by a group of people who robbed his house, and his original efforts and blood and sweat were shattered.

He Zhou Cang didn't have many resources in his life, so he could only rely on his brute strength to train into a small master, at least in the local area, he was also a rookie.

In this life, if there is no pursuit, what is the point of living?

Definitely!

He must open the professional card!

Zhou Cang's whole body was panting like pulling a bellows, he couldn't feel the cold and inflammation (rè), he could only feel the wind cutting across the surface of his skin.

"Whew... Wow... Call... Wow..."

Chen Chen can be sure that now that Yan Ren is fighting Zhou Cang, he may not be able to win Zhou Cang.

Zhou Cang's physique (shēn) is truly a beast.

Chen Chen can't do it, Uncle Chen is already old.

Chen Bo and Chen Chen invariably gave Zhou Cang a thumbs up.

"Fierce."

The snow under his feet turned into a puddle of water, revealing the color of the original land.

Even if the snow was already flying endlessly at this time, he was outside, and the whole person was bubbling with (rè) breath, and muddy (shēn) was (rè) sweat, and even the ice and snow could not assimilate him.

After a long time, he ran back to the carriage where Chen Chen was.

So at the beginning, Zhou Cang could only keep moving at a high speed, but there was no way to keep the snowflakes from falling on his (shēn).

Unfortunately, the snowflakes are too light, and if the knife is slow, there is no way to cut the snowflakes.

His Wind Blade continued to be unleashed, slashing at the snowflakes that he could not avoid, or that was about to fall in the cracks of the wind.

So while moving forward rapidly, the knife in Zhou Cang's hand was not idle.

And don't let the snowflakes fall on your own (shēn).

That's not enough!

In this way, his speed can be improved, and he will not just be confined to the limit of his (shēn) body.

This is the so-called "Gap in the Wind" and moves through.

He was able to go where the wind was low.

Although he was running against the wind, when his speed increased to a certain extent, Zhou Cang could clearly feel the wind on the windward side, which was relatively small.

I have my own opinion on this sentence in my heart.

"Free as the wind, dashing as a snowflake!"

It's like his weekly warehouse time.

In the process of strenuous exercise, ensuring long and orderly breathing, Zhou Cang's world seemed to slow down.

"Hoo ......"

The master and servant were chatting, and Zhou Cang had already run away.

"Okay, young master. Although I don't know what Yasuo means, with his speed of progress, it seems that he is also a martial arts wizard. ”

"It's Yasuo, after all. Do you have time to teach him too? ”

"He's a good piece of material."

Chen Bo on the side looked serious and looked at the distant (shēn) shadow with interest.

The rest, not at all, is not clear at all.

Chen Chen could only see his vague shadow (shēn) and the white light of the knife mixed with the snow.

A series of rough and shallow footprints were left on the snow, and Zhou Cang's (shēn) shadow had disappeared into the snow.

"Huh!"

Walk you!

After standing in the heavy snow for a long time, Zhou Cang found his own feeling.

Zhou Cang pulled out his knife again, closed his eyes, and began to use his luck.

Real men have to rise to the challenge!

The pseudo-mother will choose the degree of difficulty!

But he Zhou Cang is also a macho man who has the courage to stand on the wall and pee in the wind, how can this kind of small difficulty be difficult for him?

It's really hard!

As a matter of fact......

The method that Childe taught himself seems to be difficult.

It turns out that my previous direction was wrong!

Zhou Cang muttered.

Is that the case?

Chen Chen pushed Zhou Cang and asked him to try bravely and move forward bravely, he hid in the car himself, buried half of his son (shēn) in the car, exposed his head and feet outside, and watched Zhou Cang's performance.

"Go ahead!"

"Either deviate from it!"

"Or, cut off the snowflakes."

"When you see a snowflake, don't let it fall on yours (shēn)."

"If you fail, you can come again, but handsome, you don't have a few chances in life!"

"You have to speed in the snow, go into the distance, don't care what direction, don't care whether you return or not, you have to remember the purpose of the drifter, E is indomitable, handsome to the extreme."

Pointing to the drifting snow between heaven and earth, he told Zhou Cang the direction in which he should practice.

"You don't have to practice the sword now, you have to practice the (shēn) method."

Chen Chen's bloated (shēn) body stood up and patted Zhou Cang's shoulder like a clumsy penguin.

Remember this sentence.

"Free as the wind, dashing as a snowflake."

Chen Chen wanted to snap his fingers, but considering that he was dressed too thickly and it was too cold outside, he didn't bother to stretch out his fingers.

"That's right!"

Zhou Cang seemed to realize something, and put forward his opinion suspiciously.

"Waves?"

Chen Chen looked at Zhou Cang mysteriously, hoping that he could understand the true meaning of life that he wanted to tell him.

"Do you know what is the core of the Drifter, also known as the Wanderer, the Ronin?"

"Childe, please speak."

Zhou Cang's eyes lit up, this time, he would take Chen Chen's words as a holy decree and follow the instructions one by one.

Knack!

Knack?

Chen Chen thought of something and felt that he could let Zhou Cang try it.

"Well, I'll tell you a trick."

Now it's time to guide the weekly position.

Then his previous behavior is not a pit.

After listening to Zhou Cang talk about his recent experience and the hardships of job card development, Chen Chen became more and more sure that the Zhou Cang in front of him was a real Yasuo.

"Drifter?"

That's why he came to practice the knife today.

Just a little bit.

No matter how much he cut his belt and how much pleasure he had, he didn't let his progress go any further.

But this time he was stuck.

I didn't know what his hidden job card was, but on the day he developed the Wind Blade, Zhou Cang experienced the pleasure of breaking someone else's trouser belt, and his hidden job card unsealing progress improved, and he knew that his hidden job card was such a thing.

He is going to keep going until he turns on his Rogue Guest.

Guan Yu felt that it could also train the soldiers, so he did not object, but encouraged the soldiers to grab Zhou Cang's food and promote his growth.

In order to pursue the feeling of happiness and wind, he also founded the "Cutting Trouser Belt Challenge" activity in the army.

So that he has no skill amplification and is temporarily limited in the room for improvement of his career card, he can also have the strength to defeat those other captains.

He relied on Chen Chen's core guiding ideology and his own hard work to practice the Wind Knife Technique, and then practiced and promoted to the Wind Knife Knife.

Chen Chen's guidance has given him endless motivation and allowed him to go all the way to today.

Zhou Cang has a word.

"Childe finally said, my strength is the power of happiness!"

"Childe also said that this is the legendary Wind Sword Technique, and when I practice it, even if there is no way to be invincible in the world, I can come and go freely among the ten thousand armies!"

"Childe said that when you are practicing your sword skills, you should stand against the wind with your eyes closed and feel the power and direction of the wind."

"I remember it well!"

Zhou Cang raised his head abruptly and stared at Chen Chen seriously.

"Told me!"

Putting his hands together, Chen Chen found that he seemed to be cheating again.

Chen Chen felt that he didn't remember (xìng) very well, and he couldn't remember what he had said to Zhou Cang at that time.

"I said that?"

Zhou Cang's voice was urning, and Chen Chen felt a headache.

"I just felt that the wind and snow were very strong today, so I came out to find out how to feel it."

"So I thought about what Childe said, to feel the power of the wind."

It looks like the toy has been snatched by another child, and I have no ability, and I want to exercise hard to grab other children's toys.

Zhou Cang hung his head, and a tall man said his sadness like a child in front of Chen Chen.

"Because my professional card has never been able to open that thing, I don't have any skills, I always feel that I am missing something compared to others, and I feel uncomfortable."

Zhou Cang scratched his head embarrassedly.

"This ......."

The cold wind was inhaled into the lungs, but it was painful.

Chen Chen felt that it was tiring to breathe outside this winter.

Go back to your house and hold the Xianbei beauty who was distributed to you as a reward to sleep on the big kang, isn't she fragrant?

In this kind of weather, your fingers can be frozen and stiff, and your ears can be frozen.

Wearing a single coat to practice knives outdoors in the snow.

Chen Chen felt that Zhou Cang was really outrageous.

"Are you practicing knives? Or is it masochism? ”

Zhou Cang and Chen Bo are both martial arts practitioners, Chen Chen can barely calculate, but his physique is estimated to be worse than the old and frail Chen Bo, and he is not comparable to Zhou Cang, a beast with vigorous qi and blood.

Chen Chen got out of the carriage and sat side by side with Uncle Chen, wrapped in a cotton robe and a big coat, dressed like a zongzi wrapped in dozens of layers of zongzi leaves, leaving a face to talk to Zhou Cang.

"After eating, I passed by your yard and saw you coming out on a cold day, and I was a little curious, so I came over to have a look."

When he saw Chen Chen, he only blushed and didn't dare to come forward to say hello, so he had to wait for Chen Chen to wave his hand to him before he responded with a panicked face.

He didn't win against Chen Chen last time, and he was ashamed that he didn't dare to talk to Chen Chen for many days.

Although Zhou Cang has now served under Guan Yu's account and has received a lot of guidance from Guan Yu, he still regards Chen Chen as his life enlightenment mentor, and he still cares about him very much in his heart.

Childe actually came to see me, so touched!

Zhou Cang had already arrived in front of the carriage and asked Chen Chen curiously, with some speculation in his heart.

"Childe, why are you here?"

This arrangement made Chen Chen very addicted, Xu Huang is simply Qi Jiguang of the Eastern Han Dynasty!

Xu Huang grouped the city guards according to their functions and arranged them into city guard detachments, so that the city guards with each group as the basic unit could better deal with various emergencies.

Moreover, Xu Huang is strict in governing the army, and there is an obvious gap between him and Dian Wei's inexperienced arrangement.

Trained axemen, pikemen, shield guards, and hook and sickle hands all came in handy everywhere.

But in infantry training, Xu Huang is proficient in everything, except for the use of a bow.

It has to be said that the cavalry is not easy to say.

Previously, Guan Yu and Dian Wei were responsible for the security in the city, but now Xu Huang took over.

At that time, I was uneasy and needed to be on guard against emergencies in the outside world, but now that I have been in Taiyuan for a long time, Uncle Chen also understands the security situation here.

His mentality has been quite different from that in Yingchuan and Luoyang before.

Looking at Zhou Cang, who was walking towards the carriage, Uncle Chen also looked at it with a smile.

Uncle Chen has been good for so many years, but he was still damaged by Chen Chen after all.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to Chen Chen are salted fish, which is an eternal truth.

I have to say.

Uncle Chen left the Chen Mansion to the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion and followed Chen Chen everywhere by himself.

So Yan Ren has been very busy recently, running around and running west.

Yan Ren continued to expand the business and coverage of the propaganda group in Jinyang City, and recently it was said that he intended to select reliable and capable people to disperse them to the counties of the county, and to standardize the sloppy and rudimentary branches.

Chen Bojia's car.

Originally, Chen Chen thought that Zhou Cang wanted to do something, but he followed him all the way and found that Zhou Cang was just practicing knives.

He ran to eat today, passed by Zhou Cang's yard after rubbing, and found that Zhou Cang was wearing thin clothes and went out, all the way out of the city.

Anyway, recently, various affairs have gradually stabilized, and Mao Jie, who was moved, is willing to do a lot more work, with his skills, Chen Chen is not worried about the problem of not being able to complete the work.

Chen Chen didn't have much to do.

"You can practice yours, I'll watch."

Zhou Cang put away his knife and turned (shēn) in the direction of the carriage, but was stopped by Chen Chen.

"I'm practicing knives."

That's Childe!

Zhou Cang was about to swing his sword, but he heard the sound of horses' hooves and wheels in the distance, as well as a familiar shout.

"Yasuo, what are you doing?"

Zhou Cang only wore thin clothes, because if he wore heavy armor or wrapped in cotton clothes, he would not feel the wind in the snow.

No, a little excited.

It's cold and there are some frozen chickens.

Call......

Zhou Cang closed his eyes in the snow, thinking about Chen Chen's guidance in his mind.

"You're going to feel the power of the wind."

So he chose to go to the snow outside Taiyuan City alone to practice knives in the cold winter (rì), when everyone chose to warm the kang quilt at home and hug his mother-in-law.

But he understands that hard work pays off.

Zhou Cang didn't understand.

So what exactly is unstoppable?

Is it as Xiao Chen Gongzi said, do you have the courage and belief to move forward?

Zhou Cang pondered and meditated, but he didn't think clearly.

What is true happiness?

So......

It's not happy enough.

Not fast enough.

The wind is fast and the knife is not enough.

Since he failed to cut the rope on Chen Chen's waist last time and failed to win the "Cutting the Trouser Belt Challenge", Zhou Cang has learned from the pain, thought carefully, studied hard, and has been trying his best to improve his wind knife technique.

It also represents......

From now on, he's a wanderer!

Drifter Zhou Cang, happy wind man, indomitable, people will win the day.