All kinds of things in this world are actually very interesting.

Some people spend their lives just for the word wealth, some people look around for a certain agreement in the early years, and some people put aside those comforts and struggles, and only throw all the good years on pleasure, living a chic life, but also content.

But the most interesting thing is that people are constantly choosing the direction in which they want to go, and at the same time they are scornful of the choices of others.

I have to admit that people's views are often very superficial and their horizons are also very narrow. Everyone thinks that the path they choose is the right and wise, and this exclusivity makes most people lack the ability to tolerate and accept and understand the pluralistic world.

For example, some people think that socializing and making a lot of connections is the right thing in life, and reading books or something is a complete waste of time. Of course, there are many people who think the opposite.

No one can convince anyone, because this is the so-called difference in the three views, and everyone has taken a different path.

But the funny thing is that even on the same path, people in the same group often sneer at each other. Those who walk in front look condescendingly at the pursuers behind them, and those who walk side by side on the left side tend to sneer at the behavior of the people next to them.

As the saying goes, it's called "peers are enemies". That's about it.

Yu Nu squatted in the corner of the room, watching Chu Feng's every move.

The pears in his hands are very large, but compared to his palms, they look extremely petite.

Open your mouth and take a bite, a crisp sound sounds, and the juice flows. This action was repeated several times, but his gaze stayed on Chu Feng's body all the time, and he didn't take any of it off.

Chu Cai was already lying on the bed sleepy, and at this time, when he saw Chu Feng's movements in a daze, he couldn't help but rub his eyes in surprise and blink hard.

"I said, Brother Feng, what are you doing here? Boxing? Chu Cai jumped down from the bed with a stunned smile on his face, "There are also noses and eyes, where did Brother Feng learn it?" ”

Chu Feng stepped across the horse, punched him, accompanied by a deep exhalation, and said steadily: "I learned it from a friend." ”

Chu Cai smiled when he heard this, stood aside and looked at it for a long time, and said with a smile: "Yu Nu, what do you say about my Feng brother's boxing technique?" How I look soft. ”

The slave is still squatting there, his posture is like a rogue idler who is jointed, but his eyes are always sharp: "It's also something with a routine, but it's just ...... Indeed, the fists are embroidered. ”

"Look, Brother Feng, did you hear that?" Chu Cai smiled and said, "It's not that I'm talking nonsense." The slave is very powerful, if the kung fu on his body is displayed happily, seven or eight men will not be able to get close. He said that this is a fist embroidered leg, so it must be right! Brother Feng, what are you practicing these things for? Throwing a pen from Rong can't succeed? ”

Chu Feng hit the kung fu to the fall, exhaled deeply, and relaxed and returned to Ning.

The hand towel wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Chu Feng said with a smile: "Forget about throwing a pen from Rong, it is to learn some fists and feet, and if something happens in the future, you can also protect yourself." ”

Chu Cai had heard about He Junhao, and at this time he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and hurriedly nodded: "I see, it's true...... Ay! I always thought that Tokyo was a bustling place with poetry, and there would be no such thing as a murder in the street. I didn't expect that not only would there be such a barbaric act, but I also knew the person involved. ”

Speaking of this, Chu Cai couldn't help but scratch his head, with a hint of disappointment in his expression.

Seeing this, Chu Feng only felt funny, stepped forward and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "I said it casually, are you still serious?" Then He Junhao is indeed a special case, I have inquired, he committed murder on the street in broad daylight, this kind of thing has not happened in Bianliang City for more than ten years, and I accidentally ran into it. ”

Chu Feng shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands with a smile: "It's not for nothing that you practice these things, and the idea of self-preservation, but it's actually not much." One is to strengthen the body, and the other is actually because I like it. Although it doesn't look very powerful, and there is no tiger and tiger momentum, if you continue to practice, there will always be some flavor...... Hmm, 'a dance of swords moves in all directions', "heaven and earth have been low for a long time", that kind of momentum, I also want to have. ”

When these two sentences were spoken, the eyes of the slave obviously lit up.

Chu Cai couldn't help laughing: "Brother Feng, don't make trouble with me, isn't this the words in Du Gongbu's "Guan Gongsun Auntie's Disciples Dance Sword Weapons"!" Describe the things of girls, how to use them on yourself. ”

"That's a mistake," Chu Feng also smiled, "Hasn't Brother Xian heard Zhang Dian's story?" ”

"Zhang Dian? Is it the wild grass Zhang Xu? Chu Cai said curiously, "I don't know what he has to do with this Gongsun Aunt?" ”

Chu Feng said: "It's also a folklore." It is said that when Zhang Xu was in Ye County, he often watched Gongsun Auntie dance "Xihe Sword Weapon", and he had a lot of understanding, and since then he has grown greatly among the wild grass. A generation of great calligraphers can understand the truth from these things, so we should try it somewhat. ”

"It turns out that there is still this kind of story, Brother Feng, you are really amazing!" Chu Cai praised it, tasted it carefully, scratched his head and thought about it for a long time, and didn't understand too much about the inevitable connection between Aunt Gongsun's sword dance and Chu Feng's own boxing, so he couldn't help but wonder with a face.

Chu Feng looked amused, so he no longer teased him, only hugged his fist at the slave, and said respectfully: "I don't know if this will be a little abrupt." You are a middle and high master, and you should be able to see that I am also new to these fists and feet kung fu, and I don't understand many things. I wonder if I can ask you a word or two? ”

The slave ate the pear cleanly, threw the pear pit into the corner, stood up, and said expressionlessly: "My kung fu and what you have learned are not the same way. Sorry, I can't point out anything. ”

"Then ......" This is something that Chu Feng had already expected, and he didn't feel lost, he only asked curiously, "I don't know if you can tell me what your path is......"

Yu Nu glanced at Chu Cai, and saw that the latter was still immersed in things like Aunt Gongsun, Zhang Xu, and Wild Grass just now, so he lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Strength." Only absolute power is the most correct way. ”

He glanced at Chu Feng again: "You are too thin and weak, there is no way to learn." ”

Chu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and spread his hands: "At least you said it to be a tact, isn't it?" ”

The slave didn't reply, and packed up his things and went.

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What kind of identity is Chu Cai, who can make a character like Yu Nu a slave, Chu Feng probably has some guesses in his heart, but he doesn't dare to sit down, and he can't ask.

Yu Nu obviously had a very strong sense of precaution, and in comparison, Chu Cai's sincerity was inevitably excessive.

For the so-called "Hejian Chu Origin" endorsement of the same obsession, some habits of life, the taste of eating, and the things that are revealed from time to time in the words all make Chu Feng, a person with knowledge of later generations, probably understand the origin of Chu Cai.

Of course, it can't be punctured, and it doesn't need to be punctured.

Because Chu Feng could see that in the final analysis, Chu Cai was just a half-grown child who admired the calligraphy and painting civilization of the Song Dynasty. Probably because of his age, the things in his bloodline and the stability of the current situation, he has not had too many ties, but some things will gradually emerge in the future...... However, that was a few years later, and there is no need to think about it now, it is useless to think about it......

The snow falls on the city of Tokyo, and in such a quiet night, it is perfect for cooking sake and poetry, and of course, it is also suitable for a good night's sleep.

When the snow falls, the sky is not too dark. A faint red color will be steaming between the sky and the earth, and the white snowflakes will flutter and sprinkle, outlining some things in the night very clearly.

Chu Cai and Chu Feng said good night, got into the quilt and stretched comfortably, and took off themselves in the quilt, saying that it would be warm and comfortable to sleep like this, and they slept peacefully with a smile.

He filled the stove with some firewood, stirred it twice, and went to bed. He didn't take off his coat, and the quilt on his body was always very thin, as if he never felt cold.

The night fell silent, and the snow fell silently.

Chu Feng also slept peacefully, until he didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he vaguely felt something in the room. At first, I thought it was the slave who woke up in the middle of the night to fill the stove with firewood, but I opened my eyes in a daze and looked at it, only to find that the slave was standing by the window and looking out, looking very alert.

The window was opened by the slave with a very slight gap, and the wind blew in, and it just happened to blow straight to Chu Feng's bed, which made him wake up.

Turning over and sitting up, Chu Feng just wanted to speak, but saw Yu Nu making a silent gesture at him.

Chu Feng became alert, looked at Chu Cai, who was still sleeping and even snoring slightly, and his chin was directed at Chu Caiweiyang, and he glanced at Yu Nu inquiringly.

The slave shook his head, signaling that he didn't need to wake him up.

With a soft snort, Chu Feng stood up lightly and slowly walked to the side of the slave.

"What's wrong?" Chu Feng only exhaled his voice with his breath.

The slave pointed out the window, slightly out of the way, and motioned for Chu Feng to look at it himself.

Chu Feng looked out from the gap that was finger wide, and found that this place was just facing the small courtyard where He Runzhi lived. And at this time, outside the door of that room, there was a sneaky figure half-crouching, not knowing what to do.

The man seemed to have something in his hand, and it lit up.

Chu Feng frowned.

"The man in black, with a knife in his hand." "I'm afraid it will be bad for the two little girls in the house." ”

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance sideways at the slave.

"Those two are girls, not just you can see it." The slave said in an indifferent tone.

Chu Feng had nothing to say, and after waiting for a long time, he saw that the man in black seemed to quietly pry open the door and swoop in.

"You're not going to make a move?" Chu Feng's pupils shrank, and his tone was a little eager.

Yu Nu glanced at Chu Feng inexplicably, and the meaning was self-evident: Those two little girls, what do they have to do with me?

Chu Feng frowned, no longer hesitated, he didn't even have time to put on his coat, pushed the door out, went straight over the half-person-high courtyard wall, and shouted: "Who is there!" ”

Chu Cai was awakened by this scolding, sat up suddenly, and looked at the expressionless slave by the window with a puzzled expression.

Chu Feng didn't dare to delay, as soon as these words fell, he rushed into He Runzhi's room, his left shoulder felt the impact of the door, and the dim light after entering the door made him unable to see clearly for a while, only the sound of hunting clothes and the exclamation of girls came into his ears.

"Sneaking into people's houses at night! Are you trying to steal something? ”

Chu Feng couldn't see clearly for a while, but that didn't mean he couldn't do anything. He scolded very stiffly, Chu Feng stood at the door, thinking quickly in his heart, the man in black had a murder weapon in his hand, and he was not much more flexible than himself in his actions, if he fought directly, his chances of winning were really not high.

This door seems to be the only exit, if you block this place, the other party will inevitably jump over the wall in a hurry, making a situation where the fish is dead and the net is broken, either hurting yourself or hurting the two little girls who are not deeply involved in the world, that is naturally not what Chu Feng is seeking.

Therefore, although Chu Feng scolded very strongly, his body moved half a step to the side and let go of the door behind him.

Chu Feng's eyes that were shielded by the night for a while were not unseen, and the man in black in the room frowned tightly after hearing Chu Feng's voice and seeing Chu Feng's face.

"Brother Feng! What happened! ”

Outside the house, Chu Cai's voice came through the wind and snow and the wall.

Chu Cai took out a half-burned firewood from the stove, held it in his hand, and rushed towards this side in a hurry.

The man in black didn't seem to be in a hurry to go, his eyes wandered around, as if to confirm something, and then his eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up something from the corner, put it in his arms, and with a sharp bend, he rushed to the door.

All these actions and reactions seem very complicated, but for the man in black, it is only a moment's work.

At this time, Chu Feng was still standing by the door, and the sentence "Are you trying to steal something" had just come to an end.

His eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and the eyebrows of the man in black flickered slightly in front of him, and the wind hunted.

Chu Feng didn't have time to react more, only felt that his right shoulder was hit hard, and the whole person fell to the left uncontrollably, and took three steps back before he could stand firm.

When I looked again, the man in black had already rushed out of the room.

"Little thief! Don't want to run! Chu Cai rushed over with a firewood stick, with a fierce momentum, his eyebrows flying, and he looked very excited.

He hadn't seen anything like it in a long time, and even the simplest safaris had been gone for too long. But Chu Cai has always had this pursuit of excitement in his blood, and now that he finally bumped into him head-on, how could he just let it go! (To be continued.) )