What kind of person is Su Shi, a man of words through the ages, a good official who worries about the country and the people, in short, this is an extraordinary literati.

Ziqin thought about countless promises that Su Shi might make him make, after all, he would not leave the four words of serving the country and the people, and it was not easy to promise such a promise.

For the country and the people, it seems to be four words of greatness, but its degree of difficulty is definitely proportional to its greatness.

It's not that you are not afraid of death, you are not afraid of being tired, it can be done as simple as not being afraid, he may ask you to be able to endure humiliation, and may ask you to abuse yourself, in short, once you agree to such a thing, first of all, you can no longer treat yourself as a person, so that it is possible to do it for the country and the people.

Ziqin naturally didn't dare to agree to such a thing, he didn't want to deceive Su Shi, but he didn't want to treat himself as a human being.

Ziqin looked at Su Shi, if the latter said a little bit of the four words for the country and the people, Ziqin would be tempted by the seven signs of Yun Ji and could only endure the pain and stop thinking about it.

"The old man's popularity in the current dynasty is quite good, so the old man not only has Zhang Junfang's Yun Ji Seven Signatures here, but also some things left by Mr. Zhao Pu."

Su Shi's words continued, but he didn't pay attention to Ziqin's eyes that were eager to know what Su Shi wanted him to promise.

Zhao Pu, this person Ziqin has no impression, in fact, no martial arts novels seem to involve this person, this person may just be an ordinary literati.

"Those things were handed over to the old man by Mr. Zhao Pu's grandson, but the purpose was to leave a successor for Mr. Zhao Pu."

There was a hint of sadness in Su Shi's voice, and this trace of sadness was so distinct. Ziqin could even perceive the deep helplessness and bitterness in it.

Ziqin didn't know what the relationship between Su Shi and that Zhao Pu was, so he couldn't intervene, he could only listen to Su Shi quietly, in fact, this evening Ziqin had already listened to Su Shi say too much.

However, although Ziqin is a martial artist, he never hates listening to Su Shi, in fact, throughout the history of China, anyone who does not hate words will probably not hate listening to Su Shi.

However. Today's dusk, Ziqin and Su Shi's leisurely seems to have come to an end. Just as Su Shi wanted to continue, the roof above their heads suddenly heard the sound of bricks colliding.

"Somebody, get down."

Ziqin scolded angrily, picked up the plate in front of him and threw it towards the roof.

At this time, Ziqin certainly did not have any internal strength, and even perfectly controlled himself, he did not cultivate to the extreme. But the control of power has reached a point that mortals can't imagine.

The plate that was out of his hand was whistling. Like an arrow through the roof. With a scream, liquid dripped from the roof through a hole less than the size of a palm, which was only the size of a palm, and fell under the light.

"Kill."

Outside. A sharp voice sounded, and in an instant, the roof bricks and tiles were shattered, the surrounding doors and windows were also shattered, and countless black-clothed masked people poured into the house from all directions.

Ziqin stretched out his hand to hold the giant shield, but his eyes became solemn.

He had known that the Ming Sect was powerful in Jiangnan, but he didn't expect that these people would dispatch so many people at one time to deal with Su Shi.

Although he also had some force at this time, it was difficult to guarantee that Su Shi would not be injured under the siege of many people.

"Old Su, all we want is that book, if you hand it over, I swear to God that I will never hurt you."

The person who was facing the door spoke in silence, and the tone of this person was extremely sincere, and Ziqin recognized that this voice was the person in the inn who opposed dealing with Su Shi.

At the same time, Ziqin can also be sure that if Su Shi hands over the Seven Signatures of Yun Ji, these people may not really hurt Su Shi.

"Yun Ji Seven Signs, recording the world's martial arts, unparalleled battle array, why do you want the purpose of this book to think about it There is no need for the old man to say more, it's just that Taizu has set the world, and the Great Song Dynasty has been rich and peaceful for more than a hundred years, but your ambition is extremely difficult, why not live your own life well, you have to embark on this desperate road."

Su Shi's voice was extremely calm, but Ziqin was slightly stunned, there was still a battle formation in the seven signatures of Yun Ji, is this really a Taoist stunt, it seems that he has never heard of any battle formation in Taoism.

"Old Su, you are so insistent, but don't blame us."

The man at the door gritted his teeth and spoke, but before the words fell, another man next to him suddenly interjected and came in.

"Modo said, kill."

With a cold voice, the black-clothed and masked men around him immediately rushed towards Ziqin and Su Shi when they got the order.

Dozens of people, this room is not big, but Ziqin and Su Shi don't even have a place to hide from the apex, seeing these dozens of people surround and kill, Ziqin cursed secretly, but immediately waved a giant shield and stopped forward.

At the same time, he kicked on the table, and the square table flew, just blocking the blades of the men behind him, while the giant shield took off in Ziqin's hand, blocking the swords in front of him one by one.

It is undeniable that the giant shield is indeed the strongest defensive Qimen weapon in the world, but Ziqin's swing has blocked many attacks, however, the giant shield also has its shortcomings.

After all, no matter how huge the shield is, one can block one side.

The quilt kicked the table and flew away, but it could only block it.

The many black-clothed masked people behind them flashed over the table, but they swarmed up again and attacked Ziqin and Su Shi.

At this time, Ziqin's martial arts had not fully recovered, and there was Su Shi's burden, but where could he defend against such a dense attack, seeing that the sword was about to fall on Ziqin and Su Shi.

"Who dare."

Suddenly, Su Shi suddenly pushed Ziqin away, and a mighty roar came out of the old man's mouth.

Ziqin was suddenly shocked, when did this old man still make a fool, since the people of the Ming Sect have made up their minds to kill, but where will they care about him Su Shi or Su Zhe, I am afraid that Li Bai is reborn These guys are also chopped off with a knife.

However, contrary to Ziqin's expectations, those swords that were about to die suddenly trembled, and they seemed to be much slower.

Ziqin Judun immediately sped up his speed, blocking those impending swords, and couldn't help but take time out of his busy schedule to look at Su Shi, this old man's reputation in this generation is really so big, such a death act can have such an effect.

However, regardless of whether Su Shi died or not, Ziqin still waved a huge shield to protect Su Shi in it.

"The old man is here, who of you dares to step forward."

No, Su Shi once again stepped out of the protected range of Ziqin's giant shield, his old body was straight, his expression was full of awe-inspiring majesty, and his eyes looked at these black-clothed and masked men with distinct eyes.

"The old man is upright, and he is worthy of heaven and earth, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the old man."

In Ziqin's stunned, Su Shi made an even more deadly act, and he suddenly took a step forward towards the swords of those black-clothed masked men.

This step is clearly to give his chest to the enemy's sword, but those black-clothed masked men seem to have taken the wrong medicine, and they couldn't wait for Su Shi's life a moment ago, but at this time Su Shi took the initiative to step forward, but they seemed to shrink down in fear.

Damn it.

Ziqin muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to relax at all, nor did he dare to make a sound, the giant shield was held in his hand, and he looked around vigilantly, just waiting for something wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to protect Su Shi.

"The old man builds a school, repairs water conservancy, writes articles, establishes a heart for heaven and earth, and establishes a life for the people, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the old man."

Su Shi continued to take a step forward, and this time, those black-clothed masked faces not only retracted, but even their swords hung down.

"What are you doing, do you forget your identity, I command you, kill."

At this time, the second black-clothed masked man who spoke couldn't help but scold, he looked at his subordinates angrily, but his voice in the silence was as funny as a clown.

"Huanghuang Heaven and Earth, you don't even dare to show your face, you dare to do such a small thing, and ask you if you still have the face to live between this heaven and earth."

Su Shi suddenly interrupted the man's words with an angry roar, this time, Su Shi turned to look at the man and said, but it happened to be facing Ziqin, and suddenly Ziqin only felt a strong and inexplicable momentum rushing towards him.

This momentum is definitely not any martial arts momentum, but in front of this momentum, Ziqin only feels that there is no way to resist.

This majestic state made Ziqin feel boundless, and for a while, Ziqin felt that he was so small in front of Su Shi, and his heart immediately echoed Su Shi's words.

Pitching is worthy of heaven and earth.

He did it as he usually did, and if he hadn't, he would still be alive.

This thought comes very suddenly, as if a person's mind suddenly comes to life, and then begins to whip itself, which seems to be a person who involuntarily begins to judge himself.

Ziqin was shocked in his heart, and quickly suppressed this state of mind, but his eyes no longer dared to look at Su Shi.

At this time, he understood why those black-clothed masked men were so jealous of Su Shi, why they couldn't even seem to hold a sword, but it turned out that it was not Su Shi's prestige, but this momentum.

It's just that Su Shi is just a literati, an ordinary literati, but where did he get this momentum.

"Let's go."

In the silence, the black-clothed masked man who was the first to speak finally spoke again, and the words fell, and without waiting for the second man to object, he had already taken the lead towards the door.

All around, the black-clothed masked men who had already been almost delirious by self-judgment suddenly left as if they had been amnestied.

A moment ago, the room, which had just been full of people, had calmed down, and there was nothing unusual except for the broken roof, doors and windows.

A long sigh sounded, and Ziqin suddenly looked up at Su Shi.

At this time, the old man returned to his original appearance, but there was no trace of awe-inspiring shadow, and the old face was full of deep exhaustion.

"...... just now?"

Ziqin almost subconsciously spoke, Su Shi's momentum before really made Ziqin frightened, although it was not martial arts, but it was more terrifying than any martial arts, Ziqin didn't dare to imagine that if the other party came to such a momentum like Su Shi when he was against someone, wouldn't he be ironclad.

"The old man is a Confucian student."

Su Shi let out a long sigh, revealing a hint of melancholy, "And the old man still has the things handed over by Mr. Zhao Pu's grandson." (To be continued......)