Episode 125; The Warlock of the Mechanism cannot lose

"Father?"

"Huh? What's the matter? ”

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are as thin as cow's hair, although it does not hurt people, but it has a desolate meaning.

Eighteen miles south of Gusu City, Huangjia Village.

Huangjia Village, like many villages, has courtyards made of earthen walls, which is nothing more than that the village is larger, and the others are no different.

But if you look at it a few times and go around a few more times, you will see that this is no ordinary village.

The center of Huangjia Village sits in the center of a dragon vein.

Then the other families in the village are not neatly sitting south and facing north, nor are they sitting east and west, or row after row of peasant households.

Each family has its own game, each family has its own arrangement, and then three or five families form a small array,

The southeast and northwest eight sides each form a bureau, form a rigorous Qiankun Gendui, Kan Zhen Xunli, a total of eight bureaus and eight hexagrams, echo left and right, symmetry echo, echo before and after, and finally echo in all directions, surrounding the middle palace.

Half of the people living in this village are surnamed Huang, but this is not their real surname, just a title, and the people who live here are actually the masters and disciples of the Organ Warlock Sect.

That's right! This is the Gongyi family, the descendant of the Gonglo class who won the head of the two families in the Spring and Autumn Period.

In the large manor on the middle palace in the village, an old man of fifty or sixty years old came unhurriedly to a small courtyard in the northwest corner.

An old man with white eyebrows and white hair, with his hands in his cuffs, was sitting under the cloister listening to the rain, and an old man of fifty or sixty years old approached and called softly;

"Father?"

"Huh? What calls the old man? ”

"Under the Xuanji Sect, the third senior brother asked the disciples to bring letters."

"Oh, I see, for your brother's business."

"Yes, father, he said that he found the murderer, and he was going to do it."

"Murderer? It's just a few houses, and the old man is too lazy to speak. ”

The little old man of fifty or sixty years old looks magnificent, giving birth to the breath of a superior person from the inside out, but in the face of his elderly father, he is still a little restrained, and his speech is not as majestic and aggressive as usual, only accompanied by a smiling face.

"Brother's matter is not a trivial matter, the world doesn't know his origin, but the heirs of those ancient sects ...... There are also hundreds of schools of thought that have emerged...... Many people are clear about the identity of Adi,

Since my brother's accident, my son has been following what my father told me, and I didn't move, but it's not a matter to drag it out like this, what do you say, father? ”

"Who is to blame?"

"This ......"

The white-eyed old man closed his eyes and didn't speak, and the son next to him hesitated for a moment and didn't leave;

"Now that the Xuanji Gate can't help it, Ah Di's good brother Meng Kuo is meddling in this matter, and he wants to bring Ah Di's matter to the ground, I feel ......"

Before the little old man could finish his sentence, the white-eyed old man on the chaise longue interrupted him;

"What do you think should be done?"

"I think we're ...... Disciples should be sent out of the mountains to help, otherwise......

Everyone else is gone, and we don't care about our own affairs, I'm afraid that people in the world will laugh at them for being timid and afraid...... This...... I also asked my father to have an idea, and my son could take care of it. ”

"Well, you have a sharp spirit, and you also talk about face, and so is your brother, even a little better than you. But where should the old man's face be placed? ”

"Uh...... Father, the son has no other meaning, how can I say that my brother is also your kinsman......"

"This old man didn't say no, but did your brother listen to me?

Since my father took over the sect, according to his wishes, he will not be able to lose for the time being, waiting for the opportunity, the old man listens to the lessons of his ancestors, and the Seven Kingdoms have also come to invite.

But the old man didn't take a step out of the mountain, endured loneliness, and kept the ancestral teachings.

As soon as your grandfather came out, your brother debated with me about the general trend of the world, wanted to go out, and said that the time was ripe for the ancestors to say, I couldn't argue with his sharp teeth, and I couldn't control his temperament, so I was a little helpless!

I thought that he would be able to pass by enclosing him for a while, but he didn't expect him to escape over the wall and defect to Chudi. ”

"Well, maybe that's his way."

"Father, it's been many years, and after my brother became famous, he also came back to admit his mistakes and bow his head, didn't you say anything?"

"What can the old man say? He went to Chu to make friends with the first person in charge of the Jing family, and became the prime minister of Chu State, the identity above 10,000 people, what can the old man say?

Tell him to lose his identity and come back to farm? Or do you want him to go back to his master to retreat, cultivate his self-cultivation, and recuperate for the rest of his life?

Do you think that with his momentum and achievements back then, coupled with his unwilling to be lonely, can he come back to lie in the countryside in peace? ”

"My son also agreed with his father's statement, and at that time, Ah Di really would not give up his ideals easily."

"Ideal? His idea is a stubborn, Chu people can unify the world if they become kings?

It is true that the Chu people are warlike, and it is also true that they are not afraid of death, but when the land of Chu is unnatural, it only occupies the geographical advantage. If one of the three talents is missing, even if there is an achievement, it is a short-term glory, and it cannot last long. ”

"Yes, what my father said is true, but when my brother went out, my father didn't say that you would get rid of his clan name, let alone drive him out of the division, so you should deal with his affairs anyway, and in the mouth of the people in the world, you will no longer let people say that we are ruthless, right?"

"Humph! If he listens to me, how can he make a mess? When he came back, the old man told him twice to marry the Jing family, and there were allies to help him in everything.

The result? After he became older, he forgot the old man's words, took them as a deaf ear, and slowly put Jing's aside, although he was still breathing, but after all, he made people uncomfortable in terms of etiquette.

Otherwise! How can the matter of Chu be hidden from the eyes and ears of the Jing family? A letter from someone can tell him to hide from life and death, and he can even come forward to suppress it, isn't it that he hasn't done a good job?

The old man taught you hand in hand, don't listen to the villain's opinion, you can use it, you can kill it, you can abandon it, you can't trust it after all.

That Li Yuan is a villain, a person who pursues profits, but he wants to cultivate a doorman, and finally makes trouble and kills everything himself, which one is to blame? ”

"Father, we're talking about my brother here......"

The little old man may have been a little impatient and wanted to end the conversation, but he slipped out in a hurry.

"What? Are you going to come to the old man and take care of your doorman's shelf? ”

"Don't dare!"

"Plop!"

After feeling his son's impatience, the white-haired old man's right eyebrow instantly raised, his eyes immediately became domineering, and he turned his head to look at his son beside him.

The latter quickly threw himself down in the cloister with a thud.

"The father is angry, and the son is at fault."