Chapter 30: Listening to the Flute in Los Angeles on a Summer Night (Fourth Update)

Under the moonlit night, the torches stood like a group of fireflies, and Zhou Dunru stood in the fireflies, the fire was extinguished, reflecting the uncertain weather on his face.

"When will we be able to make this rivers and lakes clear and calm?" He sighed.

"When martial arts appear, it's already impossible." Mr. Zhao Da said.

"After all, the only thing that can stop martial arts is martial arts."

"The only way you want to punish those wicked people with high martial arts skills is to be higher than them."

"But in the same way, the higher your martial arts, the less restrictions you will be in this world, the easier it will be to breed ambition and malice, and the easier it will be to become a demon who does whatever he wants."

Zhou Dunru looked at Zhao Jing: "So this is the reason for the existence of your six doors?" ”

"It's just a part, not all of it." Zhao Jing shook his head and said: "Although the Six Gates eat the money of the imperial court and are recognized by the imperial court, in essence, most of the members of the Six Gates are from the rivers and lakes. ”

"Although many people in the rivers and lakes do not regard the people of the Six Gates as their own, they regard us as the eagle dogs of the imperial court."

"But in fact, the imperial court may not really believe us, but most of us are from the Seven Famous Families, and even more from the White Egret Academy, and we can't find a better alternative tool for a while, so we can only pinch our noses to use us."

"If you follow the idea of the imperial court, of course the imperial court hopes that a world without martial arts is no better, and a world where one person is the enemy of ten thousand people is too dangerous and inconvenient to control."

"But what." Zhao Jing looked at Zhou Dunru: "Force is still the ultimate restraining force of this world, in the border army of the imperial court, there are also a large number of martial artists of the upper three grades, they are stationed at the border passes, go into battle to kill the enemy, become the real pillar of the imperial court, and can also deter the border countries of the four wild countries from daring to violate the border." ”

"The imperial court's own Dongchang Jinyiwei not only has its own inheritance of martial arts, it can be said that it calls itself a faction, and has been sparing no effort to collect the world's martial arts secrets."

"This makes the imperial court itself slowly inseparable from the existence of martial arts."

Zhou Dunru smiled bitterly: "In this way, when I was in Bailu Academy, I didn't concentrate on cultivating Haoran Qi, but chose to use those articles and handouts to take the imperial examination, did I suffer a loss?" ”

"No, no." Zhao Jing shook his head and said: "Fight the world immediately, how to rule the world immediately." ”

"In the past, the Mongolian iron cavalry swept the world and swept away the four worlds and eight wildernesses, but in the end, it was not a fall apart, and the birds and beasts were scattered."

"Martial artists can't educate the people for officials, and you still have to rely on you civil servants to govern the world, after all, people's energy is limited, it takes time to practice martial arts, and it also takes time to study."

"There may be saints who eventually enter the realm of transformation in both civil and military cultivation, just like the dean today, but there are very few such people."

"Today's rivers and lakes, it is precisely because of the existence of the seven famous families that they can maintain peace on this side."

"However, the Demon Gate of the Western Regions is becoming more and more ready to move, and today's Hei Wu suddenly set foot in Middle-earth, maybe it's just a small sign."

Zhao Jing looked at Zhou Dunru: "This piece of rivers and lakes may start to be chaotic." ”

……

……

The moonlight is like water, and everything is covered with silver light.

Hei Wu hugged Ningxia and walked on the roof of a house in Los Angeles, walking on the ground.

"Let me go." Ningxia said suddenly.

Hei Wu nodded and put Ningxia down: "Why don't you let me fight with them?" ”

"It's obviously your ......" Ningxia just wanted to say Hei Wu, but then realized that Hei Wu had probably given up thinking about it now.

Because the time that Black Brainless can operate in a day is very limited, anyway, he can easily live by instinct.

It was indeed Hei Wu who took the initiative to choose to leave after seeing the situation himself, after all, the other party was enough to save face, and directly made a way for Hei Wu to escape.

As for the reason for not fighting, Zhao Jing's analysis of Zhou Dunru was also very clear, roughly because it was inconvenient to bring people, and he was afraid that the court would not be able to hang up if he made a big fuss, so he put Hei Wu on the rebel list and strangled him with all his might.

Well, there is no reason to fight.

Hei Wu is not really murderous, and if he doesn't kill for three days, he feels itchy on his hands.

He simply treats human life as a mustard.

"Nothing." Ningxia shook her head and stopped, she stood on the roof and looked at Wan Jiamingyue: "We're almost leaving." ”

Yes, someone has been kicked out.

The people you want to see have already seen it.

If you don't leave now, what are you waiting for here?

Hei Wu nodded stunned, this is Hei Wu's state most of the time, muddy, basically acting on instinct.

And now that Hei Wu was sober, he gave himself a hint, implying that he obeyed Ningxia's orders, so what Ningxia said, Hei Wu would do.

And at this time, a melodious flute suddenly sounded under the moon.

The sound of this flute is scattered in Los Angeles, melodious and beautiful, and it is extraordinarily gentle.

"Who is it?" Ningxia listened to the flute and asked coldly.

"It's me." As someone spoke, he stretched out his hand to climb the eaves, and then sat on the eaves ten steps away from Ningxia, holding a bamboo flute in his left hand, and quietly looked at Ningxia.

He was unkempt and in tattered clothes, but only the pair of eyes gleamed in the moonlight.

"Why are you leaving?" Fang Bei asked, "And what is the matter with you coming to me?" ”

Ningxia stood still in place, Hei Wu looked at Fang Bei, and asked Xiang Ningxia in a low voice: "Kill it?" ”

Did he ask about killing, not killing?

This shows that Hei Wuxin is very inclined to kill, but I want to ask first.

"Don't be so anxious. 1 Fang Bei sat on the eaves and held the flute with both hands, and picked the timbre: "What if I kill you if I really fight?" ”

The boy's voice was clear and ignorant.

Ningxia looked at this little beggar playing the flute under the moon.

"I've already spared you, why are you coming to me again?"

Fang Bei looked at her and shook his head and smiled: "It's because you let me go that I want to come to you." ”

"You've been looking for me for so long, and you don't even hesitate to list yourself as the target of the hive's assassination, but you want to lure me out."

"I really didn't want to come out." Fang Bei said with a smile while playing the flute and tuning the tune: "After all, Basaka is so difficult, even if I fail in the mission?" ”

"But something happened and I was forced to stand up, thinking that if I really couldn't do it, I would kill Basaka."

"But all of a sudden, you turned around and left."

"You know, this is a disappointment to my hard work."

"So." Fang Bei looked at Ningxia: "You have to be responsible for me." ”

Saying this, Fang Bei stirred his cheeks, put the bamboo flute in his hand close to his mouth, exhaled his breath, and slowly blew out a piece of sleepwalking immortals. 2

ps:

Note: 1 Basaka is of course Berserker, and I have to say that Kurono is very suitable for this position.

2 don't blow the theme song of the fairy four here, but because there is only a tune and no lyrics, you can listen to it yourself.

And the end of the fourth watch, see you tomorrow, I try to save some more manuscripts.