Duel, it is rumored to be an old custom in a certain place in the White Tiger Domain, because the White Tiger people are still martial, when the two people dispute and do not back down, they will agree on the time and place, invite witnesses to be present, and then use weapons to decide the final victory, and the cause is often because one party is insulted (may be imaginary), and the other party will be challenged in order to wash away the shame or get psychological satisfaction.

Duel? Mo Shu was stunned when he heard this, isn't this a ranger novel I've read too much, and it's a duel, it's really idle and has nothing to do, who has time to take care of him, Mo Shu's footsteps paused, and as if he hadn't heard it, he continued to stride towards the room.

As soon as Zhou Fatzi spoke, in fact, he already felt regretful, he didn't look like a master of cultivation, in fact, he also relied on the accumulation of pills to barely reach the cultivation of the first image of the totem, let him fight with people, it was really difficult for him, but when he saw that the ink book didn't dare to accept it, he thought that he was afraid of war, and his heart was full of ambition, and he shouted: "Untouchable, are you afraid?" Hmph, I don't expect you to dare to take it, shrinking turtle! I'm bah~" and spat to show disdain.

Moshu's footsteps stopped again, but thinking that if things were to make a big fuss, he might provoke those who were secretly tracking, so he sighed again in line with the principle of calming things down, and continued to care about himself without looking back.

That week, the fat man didn't even dare to turn his head back when he saw Moshu, and he was so embarrassed, as if the field just now had been recovered, and he shouted unforgivingly: "Just a pariah, you dare to fight with this young master, I bah, since you are a pariah, you must have the consciousness of being a pariah, don't take yourself as a root vegetable, this will not only affect your parents, but also humiliate your ancestors, and ah, don't envy this young master too much, you are envious of not dripping, you have no hope in this life, at most when you are reincarnated in the next life, remember to keep your eyes open and see clearly, Remember to vote for a good family. As he spoke, he looked around, looking at the frightened eyes of the civilians around him, and his heart was even more proud.

Moshu had already stepped into the aisle, but suddenly stopped, the hand under his sleeve slowly clenched into a fist, he turned around with a slight frown, looked at the fat man and said: "Taishang does not insult the first, then does not insult the body, then does not insult the reason, and then does not insult the rhetoric, now the monarch is humiliated, how dare I not report it." ”

"What's that?" Zhou Fatzi was stunned by this ancient saying for a long time and didn't react.

"I said, since you have invited you so sincerely, I will accept it with great mercy, it is okay to duel, but the appearance fee of this son is very high, shouldn't it be a little colorful?" Moshu stood still, clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at the fat man and said.

"Color?" When Fat Zhou first heard it, he was so angry that his nose was crooked, this young master is a dignified nobleman, and he looks up to you in a fight with you, and you dare to ask me for money? But he suddenly thought of the shining spar that Moshu had just taken out, and the Vermilion Bird Ring, which symbolized noble status, and the greed in his heart suddenly rose, and he said quietly: "Of course there can be a color head, since it is a color head, is it owned by the winner?" ”

"That's natural, how about it, this Zhou ~ son, right? What do you want to bet with me? Mo Shu looked at the fat man calmly.

"I want that ring from you." Zhou Fatzi blurted out, hum, how can you be a mere pariah, you don't have that ring yet, this young master doesn't have it yet, he was afraid that Moshu wouldn't dare to take it, and looked at Moshu provocatively and said, "How dare you bet?" ”

"This." Moshu hesitated, he hesitated naturally because this ring could not be regarded as his, although the man said that it was to reward him, but he never regarded that thing as his own, and he never spent a penny of money in it, and he took it out before, just to deter others, but he didn't expect to be targeted by this fat man.

Zhou Fatzi saw Moshu's hesitation, for fear that the ring in his hand would fly, and hurriedly said: "In order to show my sincerity, I bet on three, two, no, one spar." Saying this, his heart ached, this one spar is not a small amount, it is worth his expenses for several months.

Mo Shu snorted disdainfully: "It turns out that your Vermilion Bird Three Feather Rings are only worth one spars?" ”

Saying this, the people around him glared angrily at the fat man, the value of this Vermilion Bird Ring is immeasurable, not to mention that it is three feathers, it is not just a matter of money, but also a matter of status, right now this fat man actually took a spar and the Vermilion Bird Ring is equal, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Vermilion Bird Clan, and now even the captain's eyes looking at the fat man are a little unkind.

"No, no, no, I made a mistake just now, what I said is yes yes ......" Zhou Fatzi didn't come out for a long time, let him get a higher color head, it would be more painful than cutting meat from him, but if it wasn't higher, I'm afraid he wouldn't be delusional when he could get out of the Vermilion Bird Domain safely.

Mo Shu took over his words: "I think Zhou Gongzi must have made a slip of the tongue just now." ”

"Yes, yes, I just made a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue." Zhou Fatzi nodded hurriedly, but when he heard Moshu's next words, his eyes suddenly widened, and he was almost frightened.

"I think what Zhou Gongzi said just now was a hundred spars, right?" Mo Shu said that, he also looked at Zhou Gongzi inquiringly, waiting for his affirmative answer.

Fat Zhou's throat gurgled, and he wanted to deny it, but when he saw the green threatening eyes around him, he had to grit his teeth and nodded: "Yes, what I just said is one, one, one hundred spars." He said and glared at Mo Shu fiercely, hmph, it's all this pariah, it's not a matter of the ring now, Young Master Ben will definitely beat you to the point of being half-defeated.

As soon as Moshu looked at the fat man's eyes, he knew that this account must have been credited to his head again, forget it, if there are more lice, it is not itchy, anyway, it will be offended, why don't you slaughter it a little more?

"Could it be that this ring is only worth a hundred spars, it's really cheap, I don't think it's enough, I heard that this thing should be very valuable." He looked Zhou Fatzi up and down with bad intentions, but no matter how he looked, this rich man in the countryside, except for a fat body, I am afraid that he will not be able to slaughter anything, and the hundred spars are probably the limit.

When Zhou Fatzi heard Moshu's words, he shouted in panic: "I really don't have any money, those hundred spars are still used to apprentice, and now they are all used as lottery heads." ”

He shook his head boredly, let out a non-yin sigh, and asked the fat man, "Are you sure you want to bet on the Vermilion Bird Ring with me with this hundred crystals?" ”

Seeing that you don't look like you have a high level of cultivation, Zhou Fatzi looked up and down at the ink book, and made sure that he didn't see the totem tattoo on him, so he gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "I'm sure, how about it, let's start now?" ”

"Wait a minute." Mo Shu waved his hand and said, and then asked the captain and Lao Niu, who had been standing on the side watching the play, "Dare to ask if there is a duel venue on the ship?" ”

When Lao Niu heard this, he looked at the captain for the first time, and only after getting the captain's approval did he nod and said, "Yes, the road is far away, and the rabbit cubs under my command often need to move their muscles and bones, so I'll take you now?" ”

"What are you waiting for, lead the way." Zhou Fatzi couldn't wait to shout, he was already imagining the scenery scene of getting the Vermilion Bird Ring in his heart.

"Wait a minute." Mo Shu said slowly: "You should be able to bring weapons in a duel, right?" I'm going back and get something. ”

"What's nonsense, isn't it cowardly to slip away?" When Zhou Fatzi saw the appearance of Moshu, he began to be arrogant again.

Mo Shu raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid I'll slip away, I'll leave the bet, if I haven't arrived in half an hour, even if I lose, what?" He said and threw the Vermilion Bird Ring in his hand to the captain: "Captain, you will be the referee for us." ”

The captain caught the ring, nodded and said: "If you are happy, then we will go to the venue first, please go to Gongzi as soon as possible, the duel will start at an early time, and if it is overtime, it will be regarded as a waiver, and this thing will belong to Gongzi Zhou." ”

It seems that this captain is quite fair, and after Mo Shu gestured, he glanced at the fat man defiantly, and then turned his head and walked back to the room.

"Hey, what's wrong." As soon as she entered the room, Yan Ruyu couldn't wait to float over, obviously she heard the movement outside.

The ink writing is heavy, don't look at what he said easily, but the tattoo on the fat man's neck is faintly visible, he must have reached the totem realm, even if it is a pill piled up, it is a realm higher than him, and it is by no means easy to overcome, so he needs to come in and prepare.

"Why do you think someone thinks they're superior?" Mo Shu looked at Yan Ruyu and asked puzzled.

Yan Ruyu was stunned when asked, although she has experienced countless years and has traveled through many places, in so many places, there are people like the Five Elements Realm, some people are born noble, some people are born despicable, but there are also people with lofty ideals, who think that all beings are equal, and that people should not be distinguished from the noble and the low, but it is undeniable that in this world, most of them are still the strong, but everyone who has some ability wants to be above others, and they feel that they are superior, but she has never been just a passerby, a spectator, Looking at the joys and sorrows of this world, she really never thought about these things, and never had the master discuss these issues with her.

Moshu pondered for a while, and suddenly began to tell the story.

"Once upon a time there were more than a dozen brothers of the same mother, and when they were born, they did not differ in any way except their appearance and their body shape, and they grew up to adulthood in love with each other, but when they came of age, some of them suddenly found themselves strong, and the other brothers could not beat him at all, and then he began to be conceited and began to be proud, and he felt that he should be superior to others, and then he relied on his own force to beat his brothers, and divided his brothers into several ranks, The strong ones who were about the same as him were taken in by him as guards, and he told them that they could share the wealth with him, that they would not have to work, and that they were so noble that they should not do the work of inferior people.

But where does the food and clothing come from, so the strong man takes the weakest brothers as slaves, and lets them work and do things, to feed the strong ones, and to educate their next generation, not to associate with those who are inferior, we are so noble, our blood is different, we are commanded by heaven, we are the proud sons of heaven, so they should be slaved, they should be surrendered to our feet, they should work for us, they are tired and tired for us, that is their honor.

In the beginning, the first generation did not understand, and he thought, "Why are we all brothers, but it has become like this, why should I be a slave and a slave, but they can enjoy themselves?" Then they will rebel, and the second generation will still rebel, but this generation after generation, the third, fourth, and fifth generations will get used to it, used to life as slaves, and accustomed to their natural inferiority, but the truth, in fact, can be traced back to the roots, they are brothers of the same mother, and they have the same blood. ”

Mo Shu sighed, he stopped talking, packed his things and planned to go out, Yan Ruyu asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Educate your grandson and tell him we have the same blood." Mo Shutou opened the door and left without looking back.