Chapter 55: Lord Yunzhuang's Old Things Are Deep Evil Falcon Mountain is about to be in trouble
"Emperor Huangji ruled the Oriental Continent for a hundred years, during which the small ones were many times in small service, traveled to the people, punished the evil and promoted the good, and acted chivalrous and righteous; β
"That's the entire Oriental Continent, for thousands of years, Emperor Huangji was the first person to unify the continent, on what basis? Relying on the seemingly contradictory view of yin and yang that is in charge of the royal road and has benevolence in his chest, but it is actually the oneness. β
"Stick to nature, not be stained by the world, not with the rivers and lakes, firmly believe that the ultimate of personal happiness is the happiness of all mankind, Emperor Ji finally walked to the top, overlooking all living beings. β
The distant legends of that era still sound like a scarf in the chest.
"When I was a child, Emperor Huangji became my target as if it were faith, and I learned martial arts since I was a child, determined to become a warrior like him, and at the same time admired his chivalrous courage infinitely. Once upon a time, my little bookcase was filled with novels, biographies, and even renditions of his stories. β
Yun Zhongge talked casually, talking about what happened when he was a child, his eyes were full of yearning.
"In the depths of Cui Wei's mountains and clouds, thanks to the teacher's grace, he went out of the mountain gate at the fifteenth year, with a cold gun, the north and the south sky, the cool and hot day, and the snow. The most terrible thing is not to go the wrong way, but to get lost when you bow your head forward. β
Although Yun Zhongge said it vaguely, Ye Wuqi still vaguely understood what he meant. I can't find the meaning of continuing to persevere, maybe it's a sad and sad thing, right?
Yes, the original heart is as strong as a rock, and it can withstand the secret exchange of many years? Although the night is still shallow in the world, there is a kind of innate sadness in the observation of the wind, frost, rain and snow in the world, like a residual red with a lingering fragrance, poignant, melancholy, and endless. Perhaps it was his childhood experience that made his heart delicately engraved with delicate tenderness and sadness.
empathy, evoking Wanduan soft intestines. The chest seemed to be filled with tears, and the suppressed discomfort did not reach the level of a torrent, but it could only be like a small spring in the forest gurgling out with a long breath.
Unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, and they can be the same as others. The real story may all live in this sigh.
It's not who deliberately lives a deep life, but it is indeed the experience that is changing us, teaching us by hand, reminding us when we can't resonate and find meaningβall suffering is self-aware.
"I have to seek peace in the world, and restore my Tianyuan Royal Heaven!"
Looking at the staring song in the clouds, Ye Wuqi was deeply shocked.
There was a feeling that at this moment, there was a sudden surge from every corner of the night's limbs, and the song in the clouds in front of him was somewhat similar to Yan Lao. At the very least, there is some common quality that gives the night an indelible appearance.
After getting the Quenching Bone Pill in his hands, Ye Wuqi was silent, but after weighing it, he found that the pill in his hand was already a little insignificant compared to the Xuan Ran in his heart.
Came to the residence, a small attic, Huo Jie paved the pen, the dragon and the snake, a big character and bones.
Righteousness, this word with a lot of meaning, flashed with brilliant brilliance in the eyes of the second young man. In troubled times, you can not follow the rules, but you must believe in benevolence and righteousness. Righteousness is at the head, even if it is a martyrdom, what is the pity?
"Huo Jie, why do you feel that Master Yun Zhuang has known me for a long time, but I am very unfamiliar with him?" There is no hatred in the night.
"I feel the same way, he is as warm to me as an old friend I haven't seen in years. β
Ye Wuqiu shook his head, there is no water without a source, there is no wood without roots, everything has a cause and effect, but he doesn't know.
The matter came to an end, the Quenching Bone Pill was in hand, and the plan of the night without hatred was fulfilled, but he felt that the moment was eventful, so he gave up for the time being.
At noon, Lao Li knocked on the wooden door of the attic.
Xiang Ye Wuqiu nodded slightly, and he said to Huo Jie: "Little Brother Huo, do you remember what I said after the banquet when you first came to the villa?"
Huo Jie's expression changed and he said, "Of course, since you have joined the dart game, you have to be responsible for the goods." β
"Good. Li Lao said loudly: "I have always respected people with professional ethics, we don't say dark words, the goods were robbed by us, and they can be returned in good condition, but can the conditions we put forward be completed for us?"
Ye Wuqiu stabbed Huo Jie and asked in a low voice, "What conditions?"
Li Lao smiled: "It's not a difficult thing, I just want to take this opportunity to entrust you with another batch of goods, this batch of goods is quite special, so borrowing your hands is the best cover." β
Lao Li was concise and to the point, and explained the reason clearly in a few words. Because Huo Jie had been notified in advance, he did not express any doubts about Lao Li's directness.
"That's a few cabinets of ancient crest, you don't have to think about it. You can safely transport these books to the Qingdui Mansion in Liangcheng, and the cost of the darts will be very profitable. Lao Li said with a smile.
"Gu Qi Ji?" Ye Wuqi cast an inquiring glance at Huo Jie.
Although Huo Jie was strange in his heart, he still replied: "Gu Qi Ji, that is the doctrine of the Red Underworld Sect. As the name suggests, this collection is the essence of the thoughts that the founder of the Red Underworld Sect completed after decades of painstaking work in prison, and at the same time became a model for later generations of Red Underworld Sect followers to study seriously. β
"The Red Cult. Ye Wuqian chewed on the name. He had heard of this religion, but compared to the names known to women and children such as the Anas Celestial Sect in the West and the Taoist Sect in the East, the Red Underworld Sect was bleak and mysterious.
"Haha, yes, that friend of mine is in charge of the Qingdui Mansion, he believes in the Red Underworld Sect, but the entire content of the Ancient Collection is almost extinct in the rivers and lakes, and even if there is, it has become a unique book. So when he learned that I had a collection of ancient treasures in my village, he asked me to give him a copy haha. So I gave him this rubbing. β
"But ......" Huo Jie was about to agree, but Ye Wuqiu squinted his eyes and interrupted him.
"It's not that it's impossible, it's just that an important member of my White Tiger Dart Bureau was swept away by the Evil Falcon Mountain. β
Lao Li was stunned for a moment, and then showed a knowing smile.
"Little friends are shrewd. In fact, even if it is out of friendship, we will help you to rescue your friends. β
"That's great. Ye Wuqi said haha.
Next, Lao Li chatted with the two teenagers about some other things, and finally ended with Lao Li mentioning the relevant matters of the goods and encircling and suppressing the evil falcon mountain to save people, Lao Li got up to say goodbye, and the two teenagers sent each other off with a smile.
When they saw Lao Li walking away, they each sat back on their chairs. They were speechless, knowing in their hearts that the interrupted dart was about to set off again.
"Let's wait until tomorrow to gather people and rescue Lingchang. But I always feel that there is something strange in this. Huo Jie said quietly.
"I think the owner of Yunzhuang is a general, and he has the demeanor of a general, and he has the courage to be a sword, even if he has the heart to design, he will not embarrass us juniors. "There is also a kind of palpitation in the night, but when I think about it carefully, it makes no sense, so I quickly cut through the mess and deduce it.
"That's right. Huo Jie agreed.
The afternoon was lazy and idle, and the two of them were naturally a little sleepy after not sleeping all night, but Huo Jie had no intention of sleeping at this time, and his urgent mood prompted him to practice martial arts shirtless against the stakes even if he kept rubbing his temples.
Ye Wuqi was drowsy on the bench on the side, one moment he was still full of interest, the next moment he was silent, Huo Jie looked back, but he smiled bitterly and found that his head was tilted to the side and dozed off.
Huo Jie shook his head slightly, turned his head, sweating like rain, the place where his arm hit was already red, and even revealed Yin Yin's blood, but his gaze became more and more tenacious.