Judging from the situation just now, the rules of the martial arts hall are very strict, and the possession of the sword emblem is not permanent, and it may be withdrawn at any time.

This point makes most people's hearts tighten.

Dropping out of school is like a hanging knife hanging on their heads.

Zuo Yin didn't care about Ye Xiao'an's shout, but opened the book indifferently.

Anyway, for him, learning military science with peace of mind is that he can learn martial arts, and Cangnan Army can also learn, with this confidence, he is naturally a little more leisurely.

This made Sun Wenhe a little sideways.

Lu Zilong read idle books in class, which made many people's minds move, and in a group of people, as long as one broke the rules without being punished, it would eventually make others think differently.

The original desire to study has more or less some influence.

It's just that for Zuo Yin, when he opened the book, he still thought that "Sun Tzu" had merit, and it was not as undesirable as Lu Zilong said.

In the classroom, Sun Wenhe used previous examples to explain and analyze the war, and conveyed the ideas of this book to everyone's mind.

The morning was spent so intensely and fulfillingly

In the afternoon, Zuo Yin originally planned to continue to go to class, but he didn't expect that in the school building, a gentleman from the martial arts hall came over and quietly gave him a letter.

Zuo Yin was stunned, but when he turned around, he found that no one cared about him, so he walked to the corner and opened the envelope, but someone wanted to see him in the afternoon, and he had already greeted Jiangwutang.

Someone looking for him?

The letter indicated the location in detail, and it seems to be somewhere in Nancheng District, but it doesn't seem to be close.

Zuo Yin was a little hesitant, now that he was in the martial arts hall, he had made a lot of enemies, if he gathered people to trouble him like Ouyang Xun, it would not be a thing.

However, when he turned to the back of the letter, there was a word that dispelled his doubts.

That's a "Lee" word.

The dragon flying and phoenix dance written are quite elegant.

It's unforgettable.

And Zuo Yin did not forget.

The handwriting is exactly the same as what Zuo Yin saw on the stele when he crossed the Qinshan Mountains.

And there is a hint of truth in this word.

That is when the strength reaches a certain level, the true meaning revealed in the waves.

No fakes.

His own ancestor came to Bian'an City?

This news made Zuo Yin a little excited, and he hurriedly went back to the dormitory to tidy up his clothes, but at the moment his old clothes had not been washed, and he only wore the silver-gray school uniform of the lecture hall to visit.

Zuo Yin stopped a carriage directly at the school gate, and the students of the martial arts hall had money to take when they entered the school, which was definitely higher than the income of the general public.

When the groom saw Zuo Yin's dress, he was amazed, and sighed that the little brother was a young talent, and Zuo Yin was anxious to see his ancestor, so he casually responded a few times.

After the carriage stopped, Zuo Yin paid the money, but turned around and saw that it was a quiet alley, but there was a faint fragrance.

Wine?

The smell of wine in the deep alleys?

Zuo Yin was puzzled, and went straight to the innermost part of the alley, but saw a mansion with no plaques and a little weeds on both sides, which looked very simple.

There was a knock on the door, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old poked her head out, with clear eyebrows and short hair that looked unusually capable.

After seeing Zuo Yin, the girl's eyes stayed on the sword emblem on Zuo Yin's chest for a while, and she asked, "Who is Mr. looking for?" ”

Zuo Yin handed over the invitation, and the girl immediately exclaimed, and hurriedly pushed open the door and said, "Sir, please." ”

After entering the door, Zuo Yin found that the courtyard was full of wine vats, and the fragrance of wine came to his face.

A middle-aged man was moving the wine vat, a huge wine vat that was enough for two people to hug, and it looked even terrifying when he picked it up effortlessly.

This strength alone is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Hearing the voice, the middle-aged man turned his head, and Zuo Yin found that this person was more than forty years old, with elegant eyebrows and elegant eyes, like a Confucian student, and his huge strength contrasted with him.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Zuo Yin, my name is Du Xiaokang." ”

Zuo Yin arched his hand and was about to pay a visit, but suddenly remembered something and asked in disbelief: "Bacchus?" ”

Du Xiaokang was a little proud, "That's right, I am the 'God of Wine'." ”

I didn't hesitate to admit it.

Zuo Yin suddenly had a good impression, such a pride without humility is heroic.

Du Xiaokang stared at Zuo Yin and said directly: "It's Li Taibai who entrusted me with something for you." ”

Zuo Yin asked tentatively: "Bacchus senior, do you know Li Xianren?" ”

The relationship between him and Li Taibai, he was not sure if the other party knew, so he called his ancestor by Li Xianren.

Although everyone in the world calls Du Xiaokang the god of wine, Zuo Yin's special identity can be called the "god of wine" by him, which obviously makes Du Xiaokang extremely useful.

Du Xiaokang nodded, "Yes, Li Taibai is known as the 'wine fairy', if Li Taibai can concentrate on this, the achievement will be above me, not to the present, just with me." ”

The words were simple, but Zuo Yin was shocked by the talent of his master.

In terms of martial arts, he is the first in the world, and in terms of winemaking, he is on a par with Du Xiaokang, the most powerful winemaker in the world.

The gap between people is really not ordinarily big.

However, remembering the purpose of coming, Zuo Yin arched his hand and asked, "I don't know what the predecessors ordered?" ”

Du Xiaokang did not speak, but took the lead and walked towards the room inside, followed by Zuo Yin.

When they got inside, the two sat separately, and Du Xiaokang pushed a long box the size of two palms over.

Zuo Yin picked it up and took a look, the box looked unpretentious, but the texture on the surface seemed to have a somewhat quaint and barbaric atmosphere.

Just as he was about to open it, Du Xiaokang got up and walked directly outside, saying without looking back as he walked: "Take it easy." ”

I didn't want to participate.

Zuo Yin also understood that he didn't want to wade into this troubled water.

With Du Xiaokang's reminder, Zuo Yin carefully lifted the box, revealing a gap, and only when there was nothing unusual at all, he slowly removed the box completely.

A piece of paper, lying quietly inside the box.

There are ink-colored words on it.

Letter?

Zuo Yin picked up this piece of paper, and as soon as he spread it out, there was a sky-high sword intent, and it came from the surface.

Obviously it's just a piece of paper, it's just ink, but it's secretly wrapped in a kind of majestic atmosphere, and when Zuo Yin spread out the paper, it suddenly came.

Even with the whole room, there was a faint vibration.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns."

"You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk."

On the paper, there are only these two lines of poetry, and it is unfortunate that Zuo Yin happened to know that the ancestor Li Taibai came to the Dead Dragon Pass that day, and the two swords he carried were the "Yellow River Water" and "Sad White Hair".

And the sky-high sword intent on the paper also gave him a hint of familiarity at this moment.

This is indeed the handwriting of his own ancestor.

The penmanship of these two lines of poetry is like a dragon and snake, the former sentence has a bold madness, and the latter sentence has a kind of sadness of the passage of time.

Moreover, this feeling is obviously suppressed by something, otherwise, there will never be such a trace of nothingness.

When he looked at the paper, Du Xiaokang was already standing at the door, "Finished reading?" ”

Zuo Yin felt that he had put away the paper, and looked back at Du Xiaokang who was standing at the door, he showed a grandmaster demeanor under the afternoon sun.

Looking at Du Xiaokang, Zuo Yin asked, "The senior is a martial arts master?" ”

It's no wonder that he asked, the strength when he just moved the wine vat, the acquaintance with his master, and the current grandmaster's demeanor, all showed his unusualness.

Du Xiaokang saw what Zuo Yin was thinking, and said proudly: "Grandmaster demeanor? I, Du Xiaokang, is the grandmaster of winemaking, you guys, think of the grandmaster is too simple, who said that only the two ways of civil and military can achieve the grandmaster? If you want me to say, many things in the world can be a grandmaster, brewing wine to become a grandmaster, cooking to become a grandmaster, kneading clay people, and becoming a grandmaster. ”

"Now people feel the narrowness of the gate valve system, but how much have they considered, they themselves, also have narrowness, why everyone does not follow the text and follow the military, is there no third way?"

"What I want to do is to point out a way for people in the world, even if they don't study or kill people, they can still gain understanding and prove the way of heaven!"

"That's how I drink."

The god of wine - Du Xiaokang.

Zuo Yin is silent, the world's martial arts, after reaching the realm of guiyi, is often attributed to various ways, such as the way of killing, such as the way of guardianship, such as the way of despair, Zhou Xiaokang obviously does not understand martial arts, but he can start from daily life and feel it by himself, just because of this kind of knowledge, this courage.

How many people in the world can match it?