Chapter I

"You said that the young man didn't practice, and he still had sword intent on his knife?"

In the dimly lit room, the exquisitely carved hanging beams are entangled with green smoke from time to time, and the exquisitely made incense burner on the wooden case is burning, and from time to time there are flames bursting out, reflecting the brightness and darkness of a middle-aged general in military uniform in front of the case, which is difficult to guess

"Although that young man has been deliberately hiding the way and tricks of the knife in the martial arts examination, but I think he must not have thought that I had majored in divine thoughts before leaving the sect, and I am the most sensitive to the changes in the breath of heaven and earth, so that young man will not use the knife, as long as the knife is used, the sword intent will definitely be revealed inadvertently."

A Taoist with a hairpin on his head on the opposite side tilted his head slightly, somewhat avoiding the other party's gaze, as if he was not very comfortable with the strong smell of blood in the eyes on the other side, even if most of the taste came from the blood of the desolate clan

In fact, from the first step he stepped into this barracks in the rain, this feeling of discomfort has always existed, perhaps because he has long been accustomed to the comfortable life of preaching and teaching in the Taoist Academy, so he is a little resistant to this place full of solemn atmosphere, or the fire of the incense burner is too trance-like, illuminating too many dark places that cannot be seen in this house

Because those dark corners would always remind him of the murderous and powerful criminals imprisoned in the sect's forbidden peak

His name is Li Qingchen, and he is from the Thousand Mountains Sect, the most powerful sect in the Tianyan Continent, of course, before the Dali Dynasty was established

The middle-aged general smiled contemptuously, looking a little careless

As a general of the Dali Dynasty, he has always been disdainful of those so-called extra-world sects, and the Dali Dynasty, as the first dynasty in the world, he also has the qualifications to express his disdain

"Although there are few teenagers who have never practiced, but can still feel the sword intent in advance, it is not uncommon since ancient times, could it be that your dilapidated gym has been deserted for too long, and you haven't seen a talented boy for too long, so you are too nervous?"

Too long, too much, too long, the three overlapping words make the arrogance and irony of the middle-aged general more and more clear, no matter how calm the Taoist heart is, he will not allow the other party to humiliate himself so much, not to mention, the other party has a lot of disrespect for his own sect in his words

The Taoist snorted coldly and said in a deep voice

"I have a Thousand Mountains Sect for ten thousand years, how can there be fewer geniuses? Although my Bocheng Daoist Pavilion is just a side line under the Thousand Mountains Sect, when I never left the sect, it was really not rare to see a pride of heaven who was more outstanding than that young man."

"Therefore, if Lord Bian wants to use these words to show the strength of your great separation, it is inevitably a little too hypocritical."

Speaking of this, the Taoist straightened out his shirt, walked quickly to the middle-aged general, stared at the other party's face with hidden anger and said quietly

"I'm not here today for these meaningless verbal battles, but to tell the General...... There are things you should keep in mind, but you don't seem to remember too well."

The first sentence is a border general, and then it is called by the word general, although the tone of the Taoist is light, it is not difficult to hear the deliberate taste

The middle-aged general's brows tightened, and his eyes were cold, just like when he looked at the eyes of those dying people on the scene, he casually swept away a wisp of green smoke that came straight to his eyebrows, and he said coldly

"Since Daoist Li came here today to remind the general, then Daochang might as well make it clear what the general should remember?

Li Qingchen looked at the wisps of green smoke that were scattered by the middle-aged general, and said lightly

"The knife intent on the young man's knife............ Very special"

"Special?"

"Why should the general pretend to be stupid?" the Taoist said meaningfully, deliberately looking at a dark corner behind the middle-aged general

The middle-aged general raised his head and stretched out his hand to extinguish the incense, the burning sensation of his fingertips made him frown slightly

"Is Ben Jiang pretending to be stupid, and the Dao Chief doesn't need to know, but the Dao Chief doesn't think he's too smart?"

The middle-aged general continued as he picked up a cup of tea that had already been cooled next to the incense burner, carefully washed off the black stains on his hands with the tea

"The Taoist is a smart person, and he should know that smart people often die early."

After the middle-aged general said these extremely threatening words, he got up slightly, and did not immediately put down the teacup, but continued to hold the teacup with one hand

From the indifference of looking at the dead to the threat at this moment, this change does not seem to make any essential difference, but in fact, it can explain a lot of information, although the disdain of the middle-aged general is still undisguised, it is not difficult to see that in his heart, at least he has regarded the opposite Daoist as an opponent worthy of his serious treatment

What changed his attitude was undoubtedly the one that he seemed to have forgotten

In fact, he has never forgotten that incident, and he never dares to forget

Because this is the main reason why he has been in this remote mountainous area for three whole years

Li Qingchen glanced at the teacup that was crumbling in the general's hand, thinking back to the last sentence full of murderous intent, knowing that the general named Zhang Yiran was already a little panicked

Straightening the hairpin on his head, Li Qingchen looked sideways at the exquisite carvings on the doors and windows, and looked very seriously, it seemed that there was an endless rhythm between those carvings and hooks, which was more mysterious than the precious Taoist treasures in his own hall

This is Bocheng, located at the foot of the Feary Mountain, is a remote town under the mountains in the Dali Dynasty, there is a Taoist hall called the Tiandao Branch in the city, he is the owner of the Taoist Pavilion

There are many books in the Taoist hall, not to mention the Taoist collection, and in his spare time, he will read the scriptures and chapters in the Taoist collection, and talk about the wisdom of the ancestors, but in fact, the carvings on the windows are just ordinary patterns carved by the mountain carpenter for a day, and there is nothing obscure, except for the occasional rain that penetrates through the cracks in the doors and windows that are not closed, there seems to be nothing worthy of his careful attention

But the Taoist still looked very seriously, and was very cautious, and he didn't even blink his eyebrows

Because he knew that in the ordinary rain curtain outside the eaves of this ordinary window, there were many unusual people waiting for him, to be precise, waiting for the crumbling teacup in the hands of the middle-aged general

Those veterans who should have retreated from the border battlefield with the middle-aged generals, although they are veterans, they have not worn away the iron blood and anger of the Dali generals, the heavy black armor, and the spears are shiny and slashing through the sky, indicating that these soldiers have never been stingy in killing, and they have never cared about the identity of the person who was killed

Killing, resolute, silent, violent, these hundreds of soldiers with guns outside the doors and windows have all the excellent qualities of the army of the Great Li Dynasty, although there are only a few hundred people, but the heavy atmosphere still makes people breathe harder

If you look closely, you will see that each soldier's underwear is already soaked, and it seems that these soldiers have been waiting outside the door for a long time, ready to step into this house at any time and crush everything in this house with their spears

Li Qingchen knew that these things included himself, so he was very serious and cautious at this time

No one in this world dares to really despise the generals of Da Li, especially those who are the most powerful Xuanjia heavy cavalry, in the past countless years, this has already been proven by countless bloody examples, although even if most of the soldiers outside the window are just some martial artists who have practiced physique, and he is a cultivator who has been immersed in the cultivation path for many years, he still does not dare to take it lightly

However, although he was cautious, he was not afraid, because since he dared to come, there was a reason why the other party did not dare to do it easily

It was simple, but powerful, because he grabbed the other person's handle, he took a step forward, reached out over the teacup, looked into the other's hot eyes and whispered

"This teacup in the general's hand should be a good Nanyao porcelain, it would be a pity if it was just used to smash it."

After a slight pause, the corners of the Taoist's mouth twitched and continued

"Although Li is not talented, compared with the dullness of the general who has not found any clues here for several years, in the eyes of some big people, I undoubtedly seem more worthy of attention."

"I came here today to remind the Shogun not to forget the things that should not be forgotten, but also to tell the Shogun...... My Thousand Mountains Sect intends to cooperate with your Dali military, and other news about that young man is a little sincerity of our Thousand Mountains Sect, and I hope that the Lord will accurately bring the words to the ears of the person behind you."

"Of course, the adults can choose to ignore the sincerity of my Thousand Mountains Sect and not act as this lobbyist, but ......"

Speaking of this, the Taoist smiled inexplicably and said meaningfully

"Although the corner at the end of the alley is dark and damp, and few people pass by, it doesn't mean that no one really won't find anything strange."

"The rain can wash away the mottled old ash on the wall, but it can't wash away the blood stains that soak into the depths of the old ash, just like the holy light of your Zhou Law, although it can't shine on every corner, but if someone is willing to take out those dark things, it will naturally be different."

"The officials who came from the Kyoto Ministry of Rites to be in charge of this township test are living in my Tiandao branch at this time, if you let Lord Zhang, who is in charge of the chief supervisor, know that in the territory of the Dali Dynasty ruled by Emperor Wu today, there are still people who dare to do some shady deeds in the township test, I think I must not mind letting the general go to the prison of the Qingye Division to see what kind of gloomy scenery it is......"

"How to choose, adults think about it themselves"

There was a suppressed silence, the temperature of the air was heavy and abnormal, and even the green smoke did not dare to drift away at will, and the thinness made people feel extremely dull

In the dullness, there is also the endless killing intent and violence exuded by the generals

The Taoist looked calm, and he didn't seem to be afraid at all that the other party would really get up in a rage, because he believed that no matter how cruel and irritable this general named Zhang Yiran was, when he brought up the dark alley and the Qing Ye Division, the other party would have to inhale all the anger mixed with the air into his stomach, and he didn't even dare to let out a loud gasp

In the Dali Dynasty, no one dared to violate the holy light of Zhou Law, and no one wanted to look at the scene in the prison of the Qingye Division

The middle-aged general's name is Zhang Yiran, he is a military general of Dali, so he naturally knows better what terrible meanings are hidden under these seemingly ordinary names

Therefore, although he was as angry as a lion and leopard at this time, he could only put away his claws and fangs, because he was really afraid, afraid of Zhou Lu's holy light, and even more afraid of the prison of Qingye Division

Zhou Lu will not judge the innocent, but he is guilty, and the swarthy boy he once killed was in that dark little tail

When killing the other party, the other party had already passed the assessment of the township test and was about to enter Kyoto to participate in the Yuexi test

The Yuexi Great Test was a national test, and as the Taoist said, the Dali Dynasty attached great importance to it, and the imperial court and local officials regarded it as the most important national policy

If the Taoist leaked these things to the officials who came from Kyoto to invigilate the examination, he would only be greeted by Zhou Lu and the Qingye Division

No one of the people of Dali is not afraid of Zhou Lu, and no one is afraid of Qingye Division, and this fear is engraved in the bone marrow of every Da Ion people

After a long time, the middle-aged general Zhang Yiran suppressed the anger and fear in his heart and sat in the wooden chair, the beads of sweat on his face were denser than the rain outside the window

The teacup was still in his hand at this time, and the blue and white on the porcelain was held extremely hard

The Taoist still waited quietly, waiting patiently and calmly

He believed that the other party would know how to choose, because the other party had no choice at all

"What's the boy's name?" Zhang Yiran's hoarse and dull voice came after a long time, looking very hideous

The Taoist smiled disdainfully and pushed the door out, and said softly

"Xu Zi'an"

...............

In April of the first year of the Great Departure Dynasty, a rain fell on the Mt. Fear, which was located in the southwest of the dynasty

The rain is as delicate as silk, permeating the entire mountainous area, and at the same time, it also drains dozens of towns and towns at the foot of the entire mountain

As a small mountain town in a remote mountainous area, Yuzhen is extremely inconspicuous among hundreds of towns and villages, and because it is close to the dense forests in the mountains, it is even more hidden by the lush dense forests

As a result, this little-known remote town has always maintained a serenity and tranquility like a place outside the world, and is rarely disturbed by the wind and rain outside the mountains

Of course, if you don't count the deliberate attention here

It's a small town, but it's a nice view, especially in this rainy day

A few are not long, but it is still easy to run through the bluestone streets of the whole town, the streets are cleaned very clean, there are peach blossoms and green willows everywhere on the side of the road, there are scattered workshops and grocery stores under the green willows, tea houses and restaurants under the peach blossoms, although most of the taverns are bought with some cheap apricot blossoms, but fortunately, the store is simple, and it is not mixed with too much water, so although it tastes spicy, it is also enjoyable

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the rain reflects red flowers

So when this spring rain is mixed with the fragrance of pear blossoms in the mountains, the peach blossoms in the town are naturally dyed redder, more gentle, and more debauched......

Gentle like the eyes of the amorous little lady

What does that debauchery look like?

A young man reading under the eaves of his house frowned and looked up, gently closing the scroll in his hand, a little puzzled why he suddenly had these thoughts?

After thinking for a moment, he still didn't think of why these inexplicable thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind, and the young man shook his head and put aside this idle thought that came out of his mind, just as another small distraction while reading

In fact, since he came back from Bocheng a few days ago, he has often wandered, and this kind of distraction can be called absent-mindedness, and it can even be called restlessness

If you have something on your mind, you will be restless

Got up and moved his body that was slightly sore because he had been studying for too long, and the young man was ready to look down at the distant mountain scenery to relieve the sourness of his eyes, but he didn't want to look at the green forest in the distance, so he was attracted by the peach blossoms in the corner of his yard again

Those peach blossoms have long withered, and the petals have withered into a black mass, rippling on the branches with the spring breeze, and it seems that they can fall at any time and turn into spring mud to nourish the earth, but so many days have passed, and these withered peach blossoms are still hanging on the branches, as if they don't want to leave this wonderful world, but the young man knows very well that they refuse to fall easily just because they don't want to turn into spring mud and cheapen the earth

Withered, and unwilling to use the residual heat to add some nutrients to the earth, I have to admit that to a shameless extent, these wilted peach blossoms are compared with a middle-aged uncle

It's just that the uncles are much more than they are

Thinking of this, a very shocking picture suddenly appeared in the young man's mind, a uncle with a rough face and a scumbag, smiling gently at himself like an amorous little lady, and his smile was full of obscenity and coquettishness......

Suddenly startled, the young man almost dropped the old book in his hand to the ground, pointed to the lingering drizzle outside the eaves and scolded loudly

"What bullshit amorous little lady? What shit gentle eyes?"

"Ah...... Phew"

"Do you need it?......... Lao Tzu doesn't need it."

"Lao Tzu has an uncle, Lao Tzu has Shen Li"

............

Affection is always beaten away by the rain, but ruthlessness is the most tender

The young man has always felt that this sentence is particularly reasonable to hear from nowhere, and the amorous prodigal son often ends up trapped by love, and the bleak end of his life, while the ruthless swordsman can always sing with red sleeves in the Qinglou painting boat, causing countless beauties to admire

Although he thinks it makes sense, the boy has never found which one he should belong to, or the gentleness in between, that is, the gentleness after being beaten by the wind and rain?

The boy shook his head and walked out of the house, suddenly feeling that fate really didn't make sense

Fate is indeed unreasonable, but if you think about it carefully, it makes some sense, it is undeniable that it is fair to everyone, it is given to the boy a middle-aged prodigal uncle, and it will never be given to the boy a gentle and intelligent little lady

The young man's name is Xu Zi'an, and the middle-aged uncle who was given to him by fate is Shen Li