Eternal night, this name is really silly.

The origin of the Shagang Hall can be traced back to the 003 years, not long after the War of the Three Realms, all things in the world are still living in a dire and miserable environment, wars and turmoil all over the world, tyranny is raging, the rulers of the world at that time made good use of people's fear of the Far North, that is, the Demon Hell, and played the leaders of several large countries in the palm of their hands, but this also led to the birth of the Shagang Hall, Xiangmu Hall, Four Shadows Hall, Seven Shadows Temple, and the less powerful Shaojiazhuang and so on.

The name of the first hall master of the Shagang Hall, that is, the damned man named Ye Jiang, he was only an unknown disciple of the outer pavilion in the Xiaojian Sect called Xiaoshan Gate at that time, until he took advantage of the unpreparedness of his senior brother to poison the food in the canteen, searched all the property in the Xiaojian Sect, and bought an abandoned small temple to establish the Shagang Hall.

In contrast, the sword technique of the Shagang Hall is not as fast as that of the Xiangmu Hall, not as powerful as the Seven Underworld Temple, and not as vicious as the Four Shadow Hall, but this seemingly mediocre sect has also dominated the trend of the imperial capital and even the whole world until now, for only two reasons, first, their sword skills are very strange, not so much strange, but more terrifying, the disciples of the Shagang Hall seem to be able to always predict the opponent's next move when they fight, and the whole set of sword techniques seems to run as if it is disorderly, but it is difficult to retreat.

Second, the Shagangtang produces one thing all year round, the three cultivation species, the three cultivation species, as the name suggests, refers to the disciples who practice three different Taoisms, and the people with this kind of talent can be described as rare, one in a thousand miles, according to legend, anyone who has the talent of three cultivations, unremitting cultivation to the age of no confusion, can be one enemy hundred.

Getting back to business, Ye Wufeng got up, looking at Ye Wutang who was lying on the ground and dying, and finally an irrepressible sadness finally emerged in his heart, "Why?"

"Come on... I'm going to die. Ye Wutang took out a tobacco, and Tan Muyan endured the pain and handed him a flint.

"Why?" Ye Wufeng read the question again, his tone was not like questioning the other party, but muttering to himself.

“... The current Xiangmutang is no longer the original Xiangmutang, brother. ”

Ye Wufeng didn't speak, in fact, he had already expected that Ye Wutang would say this.

"Look at this world, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the country is peaceful. ”

"Isn't that bad?"

"It's good... This is good... The same is true for my betrayal of Xiangmutang... I don't want the world to be at war again, remember, war took everything we had..."

"How could I not remember, but... That's why you betrayed Kamutang?"

"I... I'm not sure, go back to Xiangmu Hall, open the wooden door at the back of the lobby, the truth is inside... Brother, look at you, you are very strong, at least better than me, although only a little. Ye Wutang smoked tobacco and coughed indistinctly, "Remember, the truth is inside... I... I don't want to get anything in my life, all wealth, power, and even power will disappear the moment the distress stops, I just want to try not to lose in life, brother... Forget me, I'm just an incompetent brother... Qiuyang, I'm sorry..."Ye Wutang's hand gradually lost his strength, Ye Wufeng's eyes were moist, and tears were rolling in his eyes, but he couldn't stay from beginning to end, he looked at Ye Wutang, as if he had returned to the summer of that year.

That year, he was sixteen, he was seventeen.

"You are such a dish, don't say it's my brother when you're away. Ye Wutang chewed on the beef, sitting on the side of the road and looking at the seemingly endless golden wheat field in front of him.

"You've only been practicing for two years longer than me. Ye Wufeng had a cold face, his clothes were untidy, and although he was covered with bruises, he never came to cry out for pain.

"Two more years of practice? No kidding, I'm a big step ahead of you. Ye Wutang laughed and handed over the packet of sauced beef.

"You say... Will Teacher Sang Ming scold us?" Ye Wufeng took the beef and asked, it seemed that he was not a speech impaired patient at that time.

"No, at most, we will be punished for running three or two hundred laps around the compound. ”

"Why did you make a move? You know that bastard can't beat me. ”

"When I saw you, you were the one who was pressed to the ground and beaten. ”

“......”

"Because you're my brother. ”

"That's it?"

"Or else?" the two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then laughed as if they had been half-taken in a smile.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Ye Wufeng suppressed his smile and learned from Ye Wutang to nibble on the sauced beef.

"Be one, rob the rich and help the poor, eliminate violence and peace... Swordsman. ”

"Oh, come on. ”

"What do you mean by that? Eh, let me tell you, I'm still up to this hero. With that, he smashed the sake bottle into the wheat field, and the golden cereal accompanied the warm breeze.

Under the wheat field, two teenagers stared blankly at the sunset, as beautiful as a painting.

A few days later... In a small restaurant.

"Hey, what's wrong with him?" Sun Wukong gnawed on the pig's trotters, and Harazi left a plate, looking like a starving ghost.

"You say Wufeng?" he seems to be a little irritated. Tan Muyan took a sip of tea and took a leisurely nap, not at all like a seriously injured patient.

"Oh, don't be funny, he can still be stimulated?"

"It's all about people who get stimulated, brother... How's that little ... I mean, is Nezha better?"

"The same old way... Nothing improved. ”

"Oh... Don't be discouraged stupid monkeys, there will always be improvements. "After Sun Wukong and Tan Muyan are completely acquainted, they no longer need those polite and disgusting titles.

"I hope so... I think we can sort out the information a little bit and save it a little bit too much of a mess. ”

"Okay, you say, I'll remember. ”

"Now we have... Eight people, namely me, you, Jiesheng, Xiaobai, surnamed Ye, Nezha, of course she hasn't woken up yet, Qiuyang, little monk. ”

"Nine, okay!" Yang Erjie suddenly rushed out, which really scared the two of them a lot.

"Aren't you going to stay and be a head catcher?" Tan Muyan smiled and hugged his chest, his tone full of playfulness.

"It's so boring to be a head catcher, the people sent from above are like pieces of wood... So I quit my job. Yang Erjie sat down, and her tone was very flat.

"There's no pay for us. ”

"Who cares about that stench? If I want, my aunt and grandmother, I can fly a pigeon and pass a book to the family, a few hundred taels a minute. ”

"We may have to endure hardship. ”

"Hmph, my aunt and grandmother are not like you, pampered, with fine skin and tender meat. ”

"Brother Monkey?"

"Okay, the dry food is enough, and one more person is not a bad thing. ”

"Isn't it, if there is not enough dry food that day, you can cook her and eat her... I warn you, don't pull my hair! I started a fire and even beat myself... Eh, eh, not there, eh!"

In the early morning of the next day, everyone finally had a comfortable sleep, especially when they woke up and found Yang Erjie lying next to Tan Muyan...

"Tell me, we didn't do anything last night. Tan Muyan had a calm face, with some resentment in his eyes.

"Of course, I drank last night, remember, and then I chased you and beat you up, remember?" Yang Erjie puffed out the smoke rings and quipped.

"But I don't remember we rolling the sheets. ”

"Who said we rolled the sheets? We all slept with our clothes on, and you forgot that last night you cried and yelled for me to stay, and..."

"And then what?"

"Don't tell you... Let's go, your monkey brother is still waiting for us downstairs. Yang Erjie jumped up, waved his hand and walked out.

In the teahouse, Jiesheng looked in the mirror with his teeth, looking like a hanger, I was really curious if everyone who approached Tan Muyan would get closer to him, but this also confirmed the sentence, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and the popular point is that it is not a family, and it is not a family.

"Hey, brother, I didn't expect you to be so good. Jiesheng saw Tan Muyan blinking his eyes and laughing vigorously.

"Tsk, how many times have I said that we didn't do anything. ”

"Well, I believe it, I believe it. ”

Sun Wukong walked in, became a lazy waist, looked at the people who saw Qi, and shook his head pretendedly, "Look at what kind of people we are? ruffians, and... Ruffian. ”

"Oh, come on... Monkey. ”

"The carriage is ready, it's time to go. ”