Master Wuxiang is about to often explain pilgrims, and Mu Hongshang found that she, a very old senior brother, is really good at communicating with people. Master Wuxiang relaxed Mu Hongsheng in a few words, and with a cup of tea, this old and young man were like old friends who had not seen each other for many years, talking and laughing together, extremely easy and familiar, and chatting with all the world.

"How old is my master?" Mu Hongshang asked curiously, "I asked him, but he never said." ”

"I don't know, it's very old anyway. My master was eighty-five years old when he passed away, and that was more than ten years ago. Holding a cup of tea, sitting cross-legged on the futon with his neck bent, Master Wuxiang gradually lost the solemn and solemn monk demeanor in front of outsiders, but like an ordinary old man sitting with his granddaughter chatting, without any image, but in an extremely relaxed state.

He no longer calls himself a poor monk, and his words are not so rigorous, but this makes Mu Hongsheng more aware of the humorous and open-minded side of Master Wuxiang.

"Could it be that my master is already a hundred years old?" Mu Hongsheng's eyes widened brightly: "That's really a big age!" I hope that my grandmother will be like Master, always healthy and alive at the age of 100. ”

"No, no." Master Wuxiang shook his head and shook his head: "It's okay to be healthy, just bounce and jump." Uncle Huiming's kung fu path, jumping up and down, is also suitable for a little girl like you, if the elderly lady practices, won't she lose her physique? If it doesn't work, I'm embarrassed to bounce like this. ”

"Poof...... Ahem, ahem. The donkey's lips were not in the horse's mouth, which made Mu Hongsheng laugh out loud, and almost squirted out the tea in his mouth, but accidentally choked himself.

"Senior brother," after Mu Hongsheng finally recovered his strength, he began to ask curiously, "Do you also practice martial arts on weekdays?" ”

"Practice is practice," Master Wuxiang replied, "But the kung fu I practice is not the same as Uncle Huiming's." The foreign kung fu practiced by Buddhist disciples is not very suitable for a little girl like you. ”

"That's it," Mu Hongsheng nodded: "But we are from the same school, how can we practice different kung fu?" Could it be that Master Huijing and my master learned kung fu differently? ”

"yes!" Master Wuxiang replied with a smile: "Juejing's kung fu and I are all learned from our master, and the kung fu we learned is the same, and it is passed down from our ancestors. But Uncle Huiming is different, he is a monk who is halfway home, and I don't know where he learned kung fu. ”

"Then, who is more powerful, Uncle Huijing or my master?" Mu Hongshang asked.

"At the beginning, naturally my master was more powerful," Wuxiang smiled mischievously at Mu Hongsheng, quite a bit of a show-off: "But later, everyone is old, and their strength is not as good as when they were young, and Uncle Huiming's partial path gradually prevailed." ”

"I know that." Mu Hongsheng nodded: "My master said that our kung fu is for the old, weak, sick and disabled. He is the old, I am the weak, and my fourth brother is the disease. A few days ago, I thought about it, my fifth brother's leg was injured, and the doctor said that it would never get better, so could I let my master teach my fifth brother too, but the master said no......"

Mu Hongshang lowered her head, her eyes slightly dimmed. Master Wuxiang stretched out his hand and touched the top of her brain as if comforting: "The so-called old, weak, sick and disabled were originally just a joke. Uncle Huiming's martial arts, taking the road of agility and lightness, rely on speed and moves to make up for the lack of strength. Your brother has a leg injury, and he will definitely not be able to take such a path. ”

"Sure enough," Mu Hongsheng raised her head and smiled at Master Wuxiang, "You and Master are both real monks. ”

"yes!" Master Wuxiang understood Mu Hongsheng's words: "Monks don't speak. Some truths are not good, some facts are not acceptable, but it is useless to always run away. ”

"I know." Mu Hongsheng raised his head, took a deep breath, and spit out heavily: "It's okay." The fifth brother just broke his leg, he is fine, he is already fine. I can always figure out a way to keep him on the battlefield. ”

"Oh?" Master Wuxiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "I thought you would want him to stay at home all the time, safe and sound, free of illness and disaster." ”

"I hope that my father, uncles, and brothers can stay at home with me and be safe." Mu Hongshang first nodded, and then shook his head firmly: "But they won't be willing, and the fifth brother won't be willing." The children of our Mu family have to learn spears from the time they can walk, and their brothers and Jinyi have been preparing for the battlefield since they were sensible, until the day they went to the battlefield at the age of eighteen. Jinyi did not live to that day, and the fifth brother was murdered and injured his leg before going to the battlefield. But they were all real Mulser generals. General Mu will never be willing to be trapped in the back house and be an idler with nothing to do. ”

"The ambition of the general, on the battlefield." Master Wuxiang replied, "I can understand that. You want to fulfill your brother, and I understand that. Little sister, if it were you, what would you choose? ”

"Go to the battlefield." Mu Hongshang replied without hesitation: "Go and protect my father and brothers." I'm not a boy, I'm not a general, but I want to do my best to protect the people I want to protect. Just like my father, they want to do their best to protect the people in the north, and I want to do my best to protect my family. Brother, you see, I'm actually a very selfish person! ”

"Why do you say that?" Master Wuxiang blinked, and asked with some curiosity: "There is a heart of protection, in my opinion, this should be the heart of a selfless general, why do you say that this is selfish?" ”

"Because I want to escape." Mu Hongshang replied honestly: "I grew up in the Anguo Mansion, and the world only knows that General Mu of the Anguo Mansion is the pillar of the country, and he has been buried in the battlefield from generation to generation, but who knows how many women's tears are in the back house of the Anguo Mansion." The generals and their wives comforted each other and tried to support the family, the generals fought on the battlefield, the women were frightened day by day in the back house, the generals buried their bones in the battlefield, and the women shed tears and exhausted their lives to bury them. ”

"No matter what time the generals are in deep danger, the women of the back house can't reach out to help them and protect them. So powerless, I can only watch my husband, son, and brother die helplessly. Therefore, if there is an opportunity, if there is a chance, I will not hesitate to choose to go to the north, to go to the battlefield, to protect my father and brother, or to protect the north in their place. Even if my efforts are unquestionable, at least I will have a chance to change the outcome. ”