The man thought he was going to hug the beauty's waist, but the next moment, he only felt a pain in his head, as if he had hit something. Opening his eyes and glancing around, the man smiled speechlessly.

It's this dream again, and I don't know how many times I've dreamed of this familiar scene. What beauty is there in his arms? It's clearly a mast. I fell asleep while sitting on the boat and holding the mast. When a wave came, the boat shook violently, and his forehead was blue from the mast.

His name is Tang Yifeng, just an eighteen-year-old boy in a gray robe, who is now floating down the Huanglong River in a dilapidated boat. In a few hours, he will be able to reach his hometown of Zhulin County.

The old man on the pole looked at the melancholy young man, sighed, and said to himself, "The Tang Dynasty has been standing in the Central Plains for more than a thousand years. It seems to be an auspicious and prosperous world, and the products are abundant, but in fact, it has reached the time when the building is about to collapse. The eunuchs of the DPRK and China are in charge, the wars outside the DPRK are everywhere, the smoke of gunpowder is all over the territory, the taxes of the people have increased year after year, and the disputes between the various major factions in the Central Plains are continuous, and there is a bloody storm in the martial arts, and the inside and outside of the Tang Dynasty have long been chaotic. Traitors are in charge!!!"

The young man heard the sigh of the old man on the boat, smiled bitterly, sat cross-legged, looked at the sunset on the horizon, shook his head slightly, and then sealed his hands and fell into the emptiness.

The breeze between heaven and earth is coming, it is cool, listening to the sound of rolling waves on the river, and unconsciously, it has arrived in Zhulin County. The old man on the pole smiled and said: "Tang Gongzi, Zhulin County has arrived, you and I will say goodbye!"

Tang Yifeng slowly opened his eyes, and in his clear eyes, a touch of clarity was revealed, and in the dark night, his eyes were like black gems, which could distinguish everything in the world from black and white!

The old man who supported the pole leaned over and sent Tang Yifeng to the dock on the shore, Tang Yifeng turned around and took out a cloth bag, and said with a smile: "Uncle Chen, thank you all the way, although the money is not much, it is just three or four taels of silver, a little heart." ”

The old man who was holding the boat pushed the cloth bag back with his hand, and said: "It's just by the way, how can you ask for your money again, these days, the money is not easy to earn, and it is not easy for you, son, let's keep it for yourself!"

Tang Yifeng opened his mouth and said: "No merit, Uncle Chen, you send me home, if you don't accept the silver taels, I will be uneasy! Please also ask Uncle Chen to accept it!" After saying that, Tang Yifeng stuffed the cloth bag into the old man's hand, turned around and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

The old man sighed, propped the boat out of the dock of Zhulin County, and said to himself: "What a good young talent, it's a pity that this world is the way! The talented are not used, and the powerful can ascend to the sky!"

The bamboo forest is pitch black, and when you look up, you can see a crescent moon hidden behind the dark clouds, and the footsteps are stepping on the fallen leaves, and the forest is silent except for silence. Tang Yifeng walked slowly in the forest, touched the cold bamboo forest with his hand, sighed softly and said to himself: "Master, the apprentice is incompetent, and he is back!"

A red sun gradually leaped over the hill, and the sky appeared a touch of blue, and then the clouds were dyed red by the morning sun, and a dilapidated thatched house was also dyed red, and the bright color made the whole thatched house seem to burn.

Tang Yifeng felt nervous in his heart, looked at the decayed thatched house in front of him, and slowly stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door.

There is only one coffee table and two wooden beds in the house, and he has lived in this grass hut with his master since he was a child, and he has counted it for eighteen years. The moment he entered the thatched house, Tang Yifeng couldn't help but shed tears.

On the bed, there is a person lying on the bed, it is his master Gongsun Bo, the master is already over eighty years old, when he went to Beijing to catch the exam, the master can still go out to see each other, now more than three months have passed, the master has fallen ill on the bed, the skin is dry, the breath is like a gossamer, is on the verge of death, Tang Yifeng pounced and knelt down under his master's bed, choked up.

The white-haired old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Yifeng, you're back!" Tang Yifeng nodded and said, "Master, the disciple is not filial, and he came back late!" Gongsun Bo coughed twice, and the corners of his mouth actually coughed up a trace of blood, and said with a smile: "It's okay! Yifeng, tell me about your trip to Beijing to catch the exam!"

Tang Yifeng was even more painful, and slowly spoke: "The master has taught me for many years, I was originally full of confidence, and I wrote a 10,000-word article in the examination room, thinking that I had written a good essay for the ages, among which the strategies are all good policies for governing the country, with deep implications, but I didn't expect that there was no disciple's name in the top 100 people answering the questionnaire, and the disciple was really ashamed and shameless to face the teacher. ”

Gongsun Bo smiled and said, "Child, I know your talent. If there is a person in the world who is better than you, he will never believe it as a teacher. Now that the traitor is in charge, you are righteous and awe-inspiring in your writing, and your words are like knives and swords, how can you be tolerated by the world. As a teacher, it was the imperial history of the court, and he couldn't get used to seeing the court like this, so he resigned and returned to his hometown, but he never thought that he would pick up you as a baby on the way back to his hometown. ”

When Gongsun Bo said this, he coughed a few more times, and a mouthful of blood could no longer help but gush out of his throat. Tang Yifeng was shocked, and hurriedly wiped the corner of Gongsun Bo's mouth with his sleeve.

Gongsun Bo had already reached the time when the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, but suddenly grabbed Tang Yifeng's wrist firmly with his dry hand, and said: "Yifeng, the limit for the teacher has arrived, there are a few words, you must keep in mind." ”

Tang Yifeng nodded sadly, and Gongsun Bo paused and said, "Yifeng, there is a wooden box under the bed, you quickly take it out and open it." ”

Tang Yifeng hurriedly leaned under Gongsun Bo's bed with his hand, and sure enough, there was a small wooden box, which was not locked, Tang Yifeng opened the lid of the box casually, and found that it was a book and two letters, as well as a jade pendant, the white and flawless jade pendant had a frosted feeling in his hand, and the front of the jade pendant had a golden "Tang" word.

Gongsun Bo said with all his might: "Yifeng, when I first picked you up, I saw this jade pendant beside you, with the word "Tang" on it, I thought that your surname was Tang, and as I expected, there were two letters in this wooden box, one of which was a dark red envelope, you opened the dark red envelope and read the content of the letter, you can understand the reason." ”

Tang Yifeng nodded, opened the dark red envelope, took out a piece of paper full of yellowed small characters, and began to read:

"Everyone in the Lin family sees this letter as if they see me, I am a friend of life and death with Brother Tang, and I have known each other for more than 30 years since childhood, and I have a deep friendship and are already brothers. Today, the little daughter Lin Yan is promised to marry Brother Tang's son Yifeng, if I die in battle, Brother Tang will order his son to take this marriage letter to my house to propose. ”

Lin Feng

Gongsun Bo listened to Tang Yifeng finish reading the letter, and said: "Yifeng, your name was given to you according to the mention in this letter, now you should understand the origin of your name! This letter and the jade pendant were left to you by your biological parents, when I picked you up, you were placed on a piece of bluestone, and there were blood stains nearby, your parents did not deliberately abandon you, presumably they suffered a great disaster." Ahem......"

Gongsun Bo paused for a while and then spoke: "With this letter and jade pendant alone, I have no way to find your parents, so I raised you. Look at the books in the wooden box. ”

Tang Yifeng picked up the cyan book, gently opened the first page, was taken aback, and exclaimed, "Soul Nourishing Sutra?!"

Gongsun Bo smiled: "Yes, it is the Soul Nourishing Sutra." For more than ten years, you have been cultivating this Soul Nourishing Sutra every day, and you have to cultivate for at least seven or eight hours in a day. In fact, this Soul Sutra was also left to you by your parents, after I picked you up, I also tried to practice this Soul Sutra, but found that the things recorded in this book are really difficult to cultivate, I have also practiced for more than ten years, but I have gained very little, but I will teach this Soul Sutra to you, but I found that this Soul Sutra is simply tailor-made for you. The longer you cultivate, the more abundant your soul power becomes, and now you can never forget it, and your memory and insight are far thousands of times higher than ordinary people. ”

"Although this Soul Nourishing Sutra cannot improve your martial arts cultivation, it can infinitely strengthen your brain, and what you can do is beyond the world, in addition to being familiar with the sage's articles, it is also inseparable from the cultivation of this Soul Nourishing Sutra. In my opinion, the Soul Nourishing Sutra may be a different kind of mastery, and maybe you will be able to rely on this Soul Nourishing Sutra to find your parents in the future. After I leave, you must remember to burn this soul sutra, and don't let it fall into the hands of the villains. ”

Gongsun Bo coughed up a lot of dark red blood again, and he was already angry. Tang Yifeng couldn't stop crying, he kept choking, Gongsun Bo sighed and said: "Yifeng, there is a letter in the wooden box, in fact, it is also a marriage contract, I know that your parents have also engaged you in a family business, but to find your parents is like looking for a needle in a haystack, as for Lin Yan, where to find Lin Yan when the world is so big?"

"As a teacher, I thought that you might not be able to find your parents, Lin Feng, Lin Yan and others in your life, so I also relied on my own relationship to set a family affair for you. I think this family business might be more realistic. When I was a teacher in the court as an official, I had a friend named Zhao Gongming, he worshiped the prime minister of Zuo, I told him that my apprentice is the best in ancient and modern times, and his appearance and temperament are the best in the world, he knew that I never spoke, so he laughed and promised to marry his granddaughter to you, and the yellow envelope is your marriage contract with his granddaughter. ”

"Now that Zhao Gong's affairs are high next year, it is very likely that he will go west before me, his son is now the prefect of Longzhou, and Zhulin County is not far from Longzhou, you can take this letter to the prefect of Longzhou to marry the granddaughter of Brother Gongming. But you have to remember that the world has changed, everything can not be forced, your talent is extremely high, and the talent of the champion is not enough to match your talent, but unfortunately the world is getting darker, you went to Beijing to catch the exam and failed the list has been expected by me, the book you have already read to the end, rather than have nothing to do, it is better to practice martial arts, multiple roads, maybe you can go further. If one day you can cultivate to become a grandmaster, it is better to be a general than to be a scholar without any use. ”

After saying this last sentence, Gongsun Bo actually closed his eyes and never opened them again. Tang Yifeng was so grief-stricken that he knelt on the bed and couldn't stand up for a long time.

An hour later, it was almost noon, Tang Yifeng slowly stood up, spent half a day, dug a big pit behind the grass house, wrapped the master Gongsun Bo with a straw mat, and then put it into the big pit, Tang Yifeng sighed, looked at the dark blue soul sutra in his hand, shook his head gently, and did not burn the book as the master said, but stuffed it between Gongsun Bo's dry hands.

In the early morning of the second day, Tang Yifeng looked at the grave behind the grass house, looked at a wooden plaque engraved with the words "Tomb of the Grace Master Sun Bo", knelt down in front of the grave with a plop, and after kowtowing three times, he stood up and wiped away his tears and walked towards Longzhou.