Chapter 55: The Events of the Year
There was silence all around, and the fire was everywhere.
After being stunned in place for a long time, Qiao Feng suddenly smiled at the sky, with a wisp of perseverance in his tiger eyes, and after looking around deeply, Qiao Feng slowly walked towards the magic knife platform.
"Big brother..." Seeing Qiao Feng's movements, the banter on Dusk's original face immediately disappeared, and he stopped in front of Qiao Feng in disbelief, and asked excitedly: "It's now, why bother!" β
Through the young man's story, Qiao Feng had already believed in his identity, but there was no bitterness on his face, he reached out and patted Dusk's shoulder, and said, "Even if I am not Han, do you still think I am your eldest brother!" β
"Since we are going to kowtow together, no matter when, no matter what your identity is, you are my big brother!" Seeing Qiao Feng's appearance, knowing that he had no reason to stop him, Dusk could only tilt his head helplessly, return to his original laziness, and said lazily.
"And me, big brother!" Duan Yu, who has always been by Wang Yuyan's side, also showed his head to find a sense of existence.
"Being able to get to know two brothers, Qiao Feng is not in vain in this life!" With a heroic smile, the gloom in Qiao Feng's heart was swept away by the young man's eldest brother, "However, since now that the eldest brother and I are still the leader of the beggar gang, I naturally have to follow the law of the beggar gang, and the second brother should not be persuaded again!" β
"Okay!" Reluctantly, he let go of his body, and at dusk he could only watch Qiao Feng walk to the Dharma Knife Platform, and in the eyes of the disciples of the Beggar Gang, he untied the ropes on the four elders one by one, and used his own blood to play the sins of the four elders.
As soon as the ceremony of the beggar gang ended, dusk immediately stepped forward, pulled out the four magic knives on Qiao Feng's body, and reminded softly while stopping the bleeding: "Big brother be careful, since everyone in the beggar gang is planning to make trouble, this matter will definitely not be as simple as I said, it is just an internal matter of the beggar gang." If I'm not mistaken, in addition to some fools who pretend to be righteous, I'm afraid there are also old people involved in your life experience! β
"Then I'm going to have to look forward to it!" The reaction of everyone just now has proved that what the young man said is true, since he is not a Han Chinese, I am afraid that his life experience is by no means as simple as he thought before, feeling the eyes around him, Qiao Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, with a trace of coldness in his tone, and said in a low voice.
After the sound of horses' hooves, Tan Gong Tan Po, Zhao Qiansun, Shan Shushan and other miscellaneous people arrived one after another, and finally, it was Kang Min, the scheming watch, who appeared in the finale.
After some laughter and scolding, Kang Min, who didn't know the previous situation, finally began to attack Qiao Feng.
"When the first husband died, when the little girl collected the relics of the late husband, she found a letter sealed with fire paint, and I saw that the envelope was written..."
Whimpering in the words, Kang Min's pear blossoms, who were dressed in plain clothes and white clothes, brought rain, and carefully revealed the origin of Qiao Feng's life experience, and told everyone.
When Xu Changdi took out the letter left by Ma Dayuan from the package with a heavy face, he sneered, directly breaking the gloomy atmosphere that several people in the field had finally created.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Dusk pouted and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back, you continue!" β
Although the young man did not look embarrassed at all, but knowing that the young man's kung fu was powerful, and today's events were too important, Xu Changdi pretended not to see the young man's evil smile, and continued to tell this letter that made Qiao Feng change from a big hero admired by everyone to a Khitan who was scolded by everyone.
"The old man has lived for a few more years, and he wants to be confident in doing things, not to mention that this matter involves the rise and fall of the gang, and how dare he dare to engage in the life of a hero..."
"Haha!"
Xu Changdi was righteous, and when he talked about the past, the young man couldn't hold back and laughed again.
"The old man learned that Tan Gong and Tan Po of Taihang Mountain and the person who wrote the letter have a lot of origins..."
"Hee-hee!"
"Tan Gong and Tan Po will explain all the twists and turns of it one by one..."
"Hey, hey!"
After decades of self-cultivation, he regarded the young man's non-stop laughter on the side as a rumor, and his face twitched one by one, and it was not easy to finally bring out the events of the year.
"I see, I see!" Hearing Elder Xu's words, Zhao Qiansun sighed, his voice was sad, and he said with remorse: "I knew that I was like this today, and I regretted it at the beginning!" β
Elder Xu and Zhao Qiansun sang and harmonized, and were about to tell about the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass that year, when Master Zhiguang, who escaped at that time, also rushed to the scene.
Through the narration of several parties, the fog curtain of the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass slowly opened in front of everyone's eyes.
A crescent moon is like an eyebrow, hanging in the air, and the cold moonlight is sprinkled in the forest, accompanied by firelight, reflecting the whole scene like a dream.
Monk Zhiguang and Zhao Qiansun fought a bloody battle at Yanmen Pass, and after talking about it, everyone looked at Qiao Feng's gaze, which was both sympathetic and pathetic.
Hearing that the monk Zhiguang still refused to confide in the meaning of the words left by the Liao people before they died, and at dusk when he had never spoken since he told the events of the year, he finally stopped being patient, and a loud laugh full of ridicule washed away the grief and hatred of the audience.
"What are you laughing at!" Xu Changdi, who had long been aroused by the young man, still couldn't hold back and shouted angrily.
"A bunch of fools, obviously they did something wrong, but now they are blaming all the mistakes on my eldest brother's father, you guys are really shameless!" Dusk hugged his arms, looked coldly at the compassionate monk Zhiguang, and said: "You also plundered my Shaolin cheats, so as to attack the Central Plains, how stupid and naΓ―ve are you to believe such a naΓ―ve excuse, I Shaolin has been based in martial arts for hundreds of years, what kind of wind and waves have not been experienced, don't say that this matter is just hearsay, even if it is true, my Shaolin is not in a hurry, you are in a hurry." What's more, who still took his wife and children with him when he was fighting, a clear-eyed person looked like a trap, you are good, you don't want to rush inside, saying that you are stupid, it is really a panic! β
"Amitabha!" In the face of the young man's swearing, Monk Zhiguang just sighed lightly, and Zhao Qiansun was also full of shame.
Looking at Qiao Feng, who was staying in place and struggling, he walked up to him at dusk and said in a low voice: "Big brother, what's wrong with the Han people, what's wrong with the Khitans, there are heroes among the Han people, but there are also this group of people who kill right and wrong, and there are also wicked people who cause trouble to the rivers and lakes, the Khitan people are brutal by nature in the eyes of the Han people, but there may not be no good people, big brother, why do you stick to the difference between the identity of the Han and the Khitan!" β
"But..." Although Qiao Feng had been mentally prepared because of the teenager's troubles before, things became really as the teenager said, his benefactor and master actually became his father-killing enemy, this kind of ups and downs is really not something that ordinary people can accept for a while.
"Heroes don't ask where they come from, such a simple truth, there can be a few people who can really figure it out, whether it's the Khitans or the Han people, the good are kind, the heroes are the people, the heroes are the people, the heroes are the heroes, and the evil ones are evil, and the harms are spurned by all people after all." Looking around coldly, facing a group of people who did not distinguish between good and evil, but only talked about their identities, Dusk said in a low voice: "Big brother, as long as you don't do anything that is sorry for the Central Plains Martial Arts or the Song Kingdom, is it really that important whether you are Han or not!" β