In 1620, a man died, a ship was opened, and the pattern of the world changed invisibly.

Wanli Emperor Mingshenzong died, and the number of Qi of the Ming Dynasty was only a handful.

The Mayflower set sail for North America.

Even Mo Tie, who was far away in Jurchen, heard about the great events that happened in the court - two emperors died in a row in two months.

Emperor Taichang, who succeeded to the throne, died purely by himself, eating the elixir and dying violently.

All of this led to another stirring of Nurhachi, and his army was already moving again.

Last year's victory in Liaodong, Nurhachi completely changed the active and passive relationship between the Ming Dynasty and Dajin, taking advantage of the chaotic period of the new death of the second emperor this year, he had the will to fight, trying to break through the Shanhai Pass in one fell swoop.

It was under such circumstances that Mo Tie found out about his grain and grass collection order.

It is expected that at the beginning of next year, Nurhachi will be able to organize a big war again.

Alas, eventful.

"Old Mo, I have a question I want to ask you?" On the way, Xiao Tie suddenly spoke.

"What?" In the year that Mo Tie wandered in the Northland, he mainly relied on chatting with Xiao Tie to relieve his boredom, but it seems to be different today.

"This world is not the earth, and this Ming is not the Ming in history. Why are you so dedicated to helping? ”

Mo Tie laughed and said, "You don't think that my Holy Mother's heart is overflowing and wants to save history alone." ”

Xiao Tie breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's okay, I thought you really wanted to turn the tide?" ”

Mo Tie said funny: "You don't want me to do more for Huaxia so much." ”

"I don't care, as long as you don't forget your goal."

"I can't forget it, go home."

When this sentence came out, Mo Tie felt a little stunned, he didn't even have his own place to live in the world of embroidered spring knives, and he had been running around non-stop, so that he missed his home on earth more and more.

Those flickering fluorescent lamps, as well as the sofa under the lamp, the father who fell asleep with the TV on, the mother who washed the dishes in the kitchen, and the girlfriend who was seriously preparing for the graduate school entrance examination in the self-study classroom......

Taking a deep breath, Mo Tie said: "Don't worry, I've always had a clear goal, but you, if you don't say it, I forgot, obviously it's because you don't do anything, so I stay here for ten years, won't your conscience hurt when you mention this?" ”

"Ahem, the system is malfunctioning, I'll deal with it." Xiao Tie slipped away.

That's why you're big.

Mo Tie continued on his way.

In fact, he is not without tilt.

This world is an ancient world without high technology, unlike the previous Jurassic and Guardians of the Galaxy, personal force is still very useful, plus there is enough time, he must grasp it well, hone himself here, and maximize the power of this body.

Killing is undoubtedly the most practical method of exercise, and on this basis, of course, he chooses to kill more people of other nationalities, which is the inclination of Daming.

It's a pity that Nurhachi's army has not yet assembled, the soldiers and horses have not moved, and Mo Tie can't find a target for a while, so he has to slaughter a few more villages, gather the number, and return to Daming.

This year, people with hearts have long been paying attention to Mo Tie's movements, and since he started, some people have been constantly following and probing.

Therefore, the really powerful sects in the martial arts are waiting for him to come back from the Northland, and at that time, the pattern of the rivers and lakes will change.

Whoever gets Mo Tie gets an army.

Half a month later, Mo Tie returned to the capital, and many sects' informants became urgently active and began to arrange various matters.

Entering the Shen Mansion, Mo Tie didn't see Shen Lian and his father, but saw a stranger sitting and drinking tea in the lobby.

"Mo Shaoxia, it's been hard all the way, please sit down."

The man stood up with a smile on his face and said.

Mo Tie was not polite at all, threw the package in his hand directly to the chair on the side, turned around and sat down, and picked up a cup of tea on the table and drank it.

"Tell me, which sect are you from?" Mo Tie knew that he had been being followed, so he grabbed two of them at random, asked for the names of several families, and then stopped careging.

It's just that I didn't expect that the sect energy represented by this guy is not small, and he can wait for him directly in the Shen Mansion.

"In Xia Bailan, entrusted by Brother Xiyi, welcome Mo Shaoxia."

Who is Bai Lan, Mo Tie thought for a while before reacting, isn't he the Bai Xiaosheng who formulated a series of lists such as Who's Who in the rivers and lakes?

"Is Mr. Bai's kung fu good?" Mo Tie said strangely.

"Why did Mo Shaoxia say this?"

"Didn't you make a who's who in the world? Kung Fu is not good, how do you know which of them is more powerful? ”

Bai Lan laughed and said gently, "I don't know kung fu." As for which of them is more powerful, I came to you for this purpose. This year's martial arts tea party is about to start, and I hope Mo Shaoxia can also participate. ”

Martial arts tea party, what the hell is that?

"By the way, in the winter of last year, Mo Shaoxia, as soon as you left Hangzhou, you went to Liaodong, and missed the martial arts tea party in Layue, you may not know much about this, let me explain it to you." Bai Lan saw Mo Tie's doubts and took the initiative to say.

It turns out that the annual list of who's who in the rivers and lakes and other lists is decided at the martial arts tea party, and the way is to compete.

I said that how is this who's who is usually updated, there are many people in the rivers and lakes who die every year like Gao Junhou, and if the who's who doesn't change for 20 years, almost half of them are dead. Mo Tie thought.

"Then you want me to be the number one master in the world?" Mo Tie asked.

"Hangzhou Inspector Li Zhiyi assured me that Mo Shaoxia is undoubtedly the first in the world, and said that if I don't rank you first, then the who's who I made is a piece of." Bai Lan explained with a smile.

"Li Zhiyi?" Mo Tie said embarrassedly, "It seems that I am still his suspect, right?" ”

Bai Lan shook his head and said, "The case has been closed a long time ago, and the matter of the gang is characterized as a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, and the court doesn't care." ”

Mo Tie was stunned and said: "Don't care about the vendetta in the rivers and lakes? ”

Bai Lan said with a smile: "I can't control it this time, I can't find the murderer." Did you really let Li Zhiyi report today, saying that the murderer killed 5,000 people alone? There has been no such thing since ancient times. ”

Understood, it's not that there are no murderers, it's that there can't be murderers.

If the imperial court made a decision that Mo Tie killed 5,000 people in the platoon gang alone, then the people would simply wonder if the officials who handled the case had read too much of the book and had a hole in their brains.

But I can't find another gang to take the blame, the small gang doesn't have this strength, and the big gang is willing to bear the stigma for nothing.

So in the end, I had to settle the case hastily and deal with it.

"And who am I compared to? Isn't the current number one master, Sun Fuji, already in seclusion? Mo Tie said tentatively, he was a little strange, Sun Buer had been in seclusion for so many years, how could Who's Who still put his name first, could it be that Sun Buer would appear once a year to assure Bai Lan that he was still alive?

"The top ten in the Who's Who have all played against Sun Buji, and they are qualified to compare your and Sun Buji's kung fu." Bai Lan said.