It's finally September.

Fufeng County is located in the north of Daqin, the weather has long been extremely cold, even if the people in the martial arts, most of them have put on thick clothes, and the foreign caravans from the northern desert of Daqin have taken their own caravans to buy tea and porcelain that are very cherished in their own country, and have left Fufeng one after another.

The sound of camel bells echoed through the avenue for the past two days.

The rustling sound of stepping on fallen leaves is a feature that Fufeng has never stopped.

At the same time, there are also dozens of martial artists who are looking for a person like a mad demon in this Great Qin Fufeng, and finally found some clues yesterday, but there is only one thing that makes them helpless to stop, although the target is only one person, but he has been in the school palace all day long, and has never come out.

A man dressed in a rather gorgeous costume stood not far from the Academy.

Looking at the old man who was pretending to sleep at the entrance of the school palace, wandering left and right, he finally sighed, and did not dare to approach, in fact, even if he entered the school palace, what could he do? Hugh said that the book keeper with the wooden sword on his back was himself a strong hand among the nine-rank martial artists, even if he was an ordinary student with low martial arts, he didn't dare to make a move.

Thinking of the appointment he received, he frowned and sighed.

"Bitter, bitter ......"

Fufu School Palace.

In the wind building.

Just because of this period of time, the various factions have finally begun to assess, and there are only a few people left who come to the Fengzilou to borrow classics, and at this time, it is the time for the first assessment of the soldiers and the Yin-Yang family.

Wang Anfeng has been in this Fengzi building for more than half a year, and he has already been familiar with all parts of the building, but at this time, only he and Ren Lao are left, but he feels uncomfortable everywhere on his body, and he can't read the book in his hand at all, and he is not very good to look around.

When he is alone with the elders who are not very familiar, with his temperament, he will still feel restrained, if Baili Feng is here, then he naturally doesn't care, what to do and what to do, will not be affected in the slightest.

At this moment, the door of the wind building was pushed open.

At the same time as the cold wind blew in, there were also footsteps, breaking the atmosphere that made the young man uncomfortable, the latter breathed a sigh of relief, naturally raised his head, turned his head to look at the side, and by the way, also moved his stiff neck, saw the master he had never seen, and saw the three students around the latter, all dressed in deep clothes and wearing long swords, dressed quite solemnly.

It should be from Confucianism.

The young man made a judgment in his heart, but found that the clothes worn by these students seemed to be different from those in the school palace in the details, and he had doubts.

But at this moment, I saw a flame flashing at the edge of my vision, I was slightly stunned, I raised my head again, and saw a young man dressed in black sneaking past the front of the Fengzi Building, carrying a heavy Mo knife behind his back.

The wooden door closes at this moment, separating the inside and outside.

Wang Anfeng's brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Hundred miles ......?"

"Wait, today should be the soldier's assessment, what is he doing?"

The young man was slightly stunned, raised his hand and counted the time, and his expression became more and more determined.

I became more and more curious.

According to the time, today is the first examination of the soldiers, and the person who does not perform the martial arts and the art of war is the "Great Qin Famous General Examination".

It involves hundreds of years of the founding of the Great Qin, dozens of generals, all of whom have made great achievements in war, swept the four fields, and most of the content involved is the famous battle of these generals, as a disciple of the soldiers, you should be familiar with the theory and analysis of the art of war embodied in these battles, and use them.

Wang Anfeng thought about it, stood up, and prepared to go out, first, he was reluctant to stay in this Fengzilou for a long time, presumably after this strange master left, he would fall into that embarrassing situation, and secondly, he was somewhat surprised in his heart.

"Why is Baili so bold today?"

"Dare to escape the assessment...... Aren't you afraid of his irascible master? ”

Thinking of Bailifeng's fearful and silent appearance when he mentioned his master on weekdays, the young man shook his head, becoming more and more curious, and when he left, he first saluted in the direction of Ren Lao as usual, and then stepped out of the Fengzi Building.

Ren Changge retracted his gaze that fell on Wang Anfeng, and his face was as good as ever.

The Confucian master with two beards next to him chuckled twice and said:

"That young man is the ...... who collects books"

"Sure enough, the hero is young and extraordinary."

The voice paused slightly, and suddenly the words changed, and said:

"Speaking of which, I don't know, who is the candidate for the predecessor this time? The younger generation is also good to go back to Yiye Xuan to say. ”

Ren Changge was slightly silent, as if he was thinking, but finally shook his head.

There was no opening, and a calm voice sounded.

"None."

A look of clarity appeared on the man's face, and he bowed again, and said:

"That being the case, the juniors won't disturb the seniors' Qing Xiu."

"Say goodbye."

With a respectful expression, he took a few steps back, and then turned to leave, and the disciples behind him followed behind him, and walked out of the Fengzilou together, and after walking dozens of steps along the road, one of the eyebrows was quite clever and raised his hand to stroke his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if Fang Cai was extremely nervous, and relieved his heart, before he opened his mouth and asked:

"Master, is that the predecessor of the year......

The man glanced at him, bowed slightly, and sighed:

"Yes."

"I think that at that time, the predecessors sang a long song of sword qi, and they went back and forth without tasting defeat, but then for some reason, they suddenly hid in the rivers and lakes, imprisoned themselves in the wind building, and then refused to take a step out of the wind and abandoned the sword in the deep valley, and naturally never accepted apprentices."

The voice was slight, thinking of decades ago, a generation of Confucian heroes across the world, drinking snow in the Tianshan Mountains, stuffing horses from the side, playing swords and songs, indomitable demeanor, I couldn't help but yearn for it, and then I thought of the old man in the wind building, not opening, not moving, not thinking, in contrast, more and more I felt that time flies, the years are ruthless, shaking my head and sighing.

Ren Changge still hasn't looked for a successor, this result was already expected by them, this time, one is to not be rude, and second, it is also because of his own great respect for this fellow teacher, so he has this Fufeng line.

But at this time, he preferred that he had never seen the old man.

Just when his heart was quite complicated, the young man next to him snapped his fingers and suddenly asked:

"But last time, didn't there also a senior appear in place of Ren's predecessor?"

"That senior, didn't he accept apprentices to pass on his art?"

The man restrained his complicated heart, shook his head and said:

"Why are you so curious?"

"Hehe, the disciple is curious......"

The master smiled, raised his hand and patted it on the top of his head, and was slightly silent before he said:

"The ...... One"

"Oh, he walks the world, and I don't know where others are, but with his character, it is natural and simple to teach others knowledge, but it is extremely rare to teach the art of the piano in the mood...... I don't know if I have found a satisfactory disciple, but even if I find it, it has been less than two years since this matter began. ”

"I'm afraid it's too late."

After that, he sighed, didn't speak again, and didn't answer how his students asked the senior, but just smiled and shook his head.

The master raised his eyes and looked at the sky, exhaled cold air, and felt a rare feeling of coldness for a while, tightened his clothes, looked at the three disciples in front of him, and remembered the young man in white clothes and black hair twenty years ago.

"Twenty years."

"White clouds and dogs, life is like a moment, negligence is just ......"

"I don't know if I can still hear the sound of your piano in this life."

"Jiang Shouyi."

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