Chapter 3: Revival
"Wencheng martial arts, civil and military injustice, Titian is unwilling, revive Wende!"
Ye Wen looked at the figure flying from the window, his right hand on his cheek, his index finger lightly tapped the wing of his nose, thoughtfully, and muttered in his mouth, "It's not a domineering slogan, it doesn't have the heroism of the blue sky is dead and the yellow sky is standing up, the key is not to rhyme, it's really a group of horsemen." The little beggar next to him rolled his eyes and was stunned, "A wanted criminal by the imperial court flew out of the window through your head and escaped, what do you actually think of this kind of thing? You read too many Buddhist scriptures, right?"
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to go out and stop it?" After speaking, Ye Wen patted his ass and looked around, "After watching the play, let's go, let's go, if you don't leave, there will be a dog coming out to bite someone!" Then taking advantage of the little beggar's inattention, he secretly grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in his cuffs, "Amitabha, and let the little monk spend more time for this sunflower seed." He shook and prepared to leave from the door, but a black shadow came in front of him, and he almost bumped out of a stumbling one, glanced at the person who came, put away the scolding in his mouth, and looked for a corner to eat melon seeds.
"What about people. The voice of the person who came was cold, dressed in a straight suit embroidered with a black water snake, decorated with a cloud knee pattern, wearing an embroidered spring knife on his waist, with a belt around his body, and a ruthless face, he was the world-famous dark guard, this dark guard entered the door and looked around, staring at a pair of lifeless eyes and asked the only person in the hall who dared to look at him directly, Chu Wensheng.
"Who is it?" Chu Wensheng said as he clutched his ankles, grinning his teeth.
"Hmph, who is it?", the dark-clothed guard snorted coldly, took a step forward, and pressed his momentum over.
"Why should I tell you, black-skinned dog!" Hmph" Chu Wensheng glanced at it disdainfully, and covered his right ankle with cold air in his mouth, "Oh, Gao Cheng, stinky boy, young master, I have a broken foot, come down and help me young master, oops, it hurts me to death." The bared teeth sprinkled and splashed, and the cold eyes of the dark-clothed guard who swept to the door in the scolding and scolding seemed to eat himself, "Look at what, look again, master, I will abolish your tricks." At this time, a young man in Tsing Yi came down, trotted up with a smile and supported Chu Wensheng with his left hand, "It's coming, young master, be careful." The cuff of his right hand flashed in front of the eyes of the dark guard, the dark guard at the door shrank his eyes, lowered his eyelids, and withdrew his cannibalistic eyes, a pair of eyes like poisonous snakes looked around the people in the inn around the week, silently thinking in his heart, judging the direction of the traitor's departure, he raised his steps and chased out, and the embroidered spring knife on his waist hit Peiyu, making a noise.
"Interesting!" Ye Wen squinted his eyes and sighed, although the young man in Tsing Yi named Gao Cheng moved quickly, but at this angle, he just saw that the thing that flashed by was a hideous dragon inlaid gold token, and the token was engraved with three gilded characters of "Xuzhou Mu" in traditional Chinese characters, which was the token of Chu Yunlie, the king of Xuzhou, and no one dared to fake it in front of the dark guard. Presumably, in this Xuzhou territory, no one dares to provoke the existence of the top of the Xuzhou biological chain, even the dark clothes guard who bites anyone he sees. It seems that today's repertoire is really finished, Ye Wen flicked his sleeves, and Shi Shiran walked out of the inn, there was no embarrassment just now, I don't believe it, there are still people who can stop him from leaving.
"Mosquito, you don't eat," was about to leave in style, Ye Wen was stopped by the little beggar, and when he turned around, he saw the little beggar holding a lunch box in his hand, Ye Wen slapped his forehead in annoyance, took the lunch box in the little beggar's hand, and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, Xiaoqi, you have a good memory, not bad." ”
"If there is good, it will be called Xiaoqi, and if there is no good, it will be called a little beggar, you are so snobbish, does the Buddha know. Xiao Qi muttered, turned his head and heard the roar of the iron rooster, "Xiao Qi Xiao Qi, where is the stinky boy dead, why don't you come and clean up the table"!
"Come on," the boss was calling again, and Xiao Qi turned around neatly and hurried back.
Today, there is an inn things come to an end, the inn began to be lively again, blowing to each other that the old poor sour will leave later, how to do it, what will happen in the end, the result is self-evident, but the people in the inn have a lot of talk after dinner, and there is a lot of arrogance in telling stories to grandchildren when they are old, I was not afraid in front of the traitorous party, the traitor is terrible, and the exaggeration of three heads and six arms is indispensable.
Ye Wen, who came out of the inn, thought about it and seemed to have agreed to play two games of chess, alas, he was going to win chess again, and he was still a little shy.
Everything is like a script, in the end, Ye Wen relied on two cars and Wen Lao to replace each other's double cars, and then the two cars staggered the general and won the victory.
Seeing that the hour was almost up, Ye Wen picked up the lunch box given by Xiao Qi when he left the inn and confessed to Wen Yuanwai, clasped his hands together and shouted a word of Amitayus Buddha and prepared to return to the mountain. Walking on the road, he met the dark clothes guard embroidered with spring knives in the snake suit, his hands were empty, and he didn't look like he had gained anything, but there was no chagrin on his face. Ye Wen knew that his task was completed, and the old scholar estimated that he would lose his life, because this road led directly to Wushan, and on Wushan there was a tiger that had been eating people without spitting out bones, the commander of the previous generation of Dark Clothes Guard.
Passing by the dark-clothed guard, Ye Wen and the dark-clothed guard with a gloomy face did not have any conversation, Ye Wen knew him, and he also knew Ye Wen's details, but the two pretended not to know each other very tacitly. Walking into the boundary of Wushan, Ye Wen looked at the sun burning the earth above his head, and his body was also very sticky and uncomfortable, so he found a stream to strip naked, jumped into the stream to cool off, and then took out a piece of letterhead that had been hidden in his sleeve for a long time, this was the old scholar who shot into his sleeve at the speed of a dart when he passed through the window above his head, and his movements were very secretive and not discovered. opened the note, and a sentence was written on it, the eldest prince wants to start an incident in the spring next year. Ye Wen threw it away after reading it, and fell into deep thought.
The latter part of the story that was interrupted before the old scholar finished speaking, Ye Wen was very clear: the princess was plotted in her early years, she couldn't have children, and she took in three sons, and she never knew who the murderer was, and later learned that the person who plotted was the direct guard of the royal lineage of the imperial court, the hand of the hidden dragon guard. And the eldest prince in the note is Wu Mu Ye Bin's first righteous son Ye Wu, that is, he has no blood relationship with his brother. He was kidnapped by the commander of the Dark Guard, and Ye Wu took in Wu Mu Ye Bin's diehard team with the help of the widow of Wu Mu Mansion to establish the Fuxing Society, and the old Sanye Chong had no whereabouts after the destruction of Emperor Wu City.
It seems that his cheap big brother seems to have endured it for five years and finally can't bear it anymore, and he is ready to make a move, and his whereabouts should be known to the whole world, but I don't know if anyone has come here to rescue him, no, it should be sent to death, and the old immortal who is now unintentional is ruthless.
Cooled down, Ye Wen got up from the stream, as for the letterhead, it doesn't matter if he doesn't deal with it or not, he entered the Wushan realm, and it is estimated that there is nothing to hide from the old immortal whose name is Luo Huchen. I simply leaned on the side of this stream to fill my stomach, and the taste was quite fragrant, alas, it was all vegetarian, and my mouth was about to fade out.
In one inn, the shopkeeper known as the Iron Rooster holds a teacup in his hand, takes a carving knife and carefully scrapes off the words carved in wax at the bottom of the bowl, crushes the bowl with his bare hands, and then throws the pieces in the corner.
The night is as cool as water, the night wind is sultry, blowing the peach trees in the mountains, and the peach blossoms fall because of the wind, no matter how charming the moonlight is, it is not ordinary to see. The willow tips on the moon, it was still a snap of his fingers from midnight, Ye Wen looked at the moonlight, skillfully took out a small bowl, took a needle to pierce the tip of the index finger of his left hand, dripped more than ten drops in the bowl, numbly took the bowl to the old monk like a Shura demon and put it down, returned to his room and sat cross-legged on the seat, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and his middle finger slightly to the tip of his nose. The lower jaw is slightly closed, Baihui, dantian, and perineum are a line, the eyelids are drooping and lightly closed, the tongue is against the palate, and the pranayama is slowly adjusted.
The old monk outside looked at the upright midnight, stood with one hand, held his palm empty, sucked the blood of Ye Wen's index finger and heart with the heat in the bowl into a small spring like a small spring, and held it empty, and then turned his palm into a finger on his heavenly spirit cover with nine ring incense scars one by one, and then the cold sweat on his face just disappeared. At this time, Ye Wen also happened to finish pranayama, looking at this scene, he yawned boringly, looking very weird and bloody, but whoever has watched it for five years and comes once every night, he still uses his own heart's blood, and he will be numb and bored. But there is no way, befriending Luo Huchen's daughter, although there is a certain degree of attraction between the opposite sex, but it is not enough to save his life, this is the blood curse given to Luo Huchen by his cheap mother, he endured all the hardships at noon, and the scorching sun entered from the center of the eyebrows, precipitated in the air house, and at midnight, the yin qi entered the body, and without his own heart and blood rescue, he would die alternately from hot and cold. Although he loses a little bit of his heart and blood every night, it is better than not having the life to see Hades Wangqiang, who knows if he dies this time, will he be reborn and cross over once? Not to mention that if he does not practice his strength, his heart blood is not so precious.
"Huh, I always feel that there is something I haven't done," Ye Wen, who was about to go back to the house to rest, scratched his head, and suddenly remembered something and sighed, "Alas, it's my cheap father's die-hard loyalist, let's help him settle down." Ye Wen remembered that when he came back, he saw the corpse of the old scholar halfway up the mountain, and was pierced by an inexplicable tree branch that grew horizontally, as if the old scholar himself sent his heart up, and slandered an old man who was not dead in charge of killing or burying it, so he went back to the house and put on a long shirt, took a pickaxe and ran to bury the corpse, there are really a lot of mosquitoes on this mountain.
"In order to save you, I am really happy to die. Luo Huchen said without yin or yang.
Since ancient times, rain has always been synonymous with sadness in poets, and it is easy to remind people of things that should not be remembered in the rain, and it will also make people forget to say something that should not be said.
Liangzhou is now flowing with rain, and in an abandoned village on the border, I don't know when a rooftop platform dozens of feet high was built to pray to the heavens. On the platform, there was a young man in plain clothes, with a blue-faced fanged mask, black hair simply tied with hemp rope, his eyes shining in the candle flame on the rooftop, standing high on the prayer platform, silently looking at the life card with "Liang Youliang" written in his hand, a crack in the middle cut off the veins of life, looked at it for a long time, and passed down the order, "Come on, go and inform Liang Shi's family." After speaking, he threw the life card in his hand to the masked man who came out of the shadows in the audience.
"Yes, Grand Prince. The masked man replied emotionlessly, and then vanished.
"Tsk, my dear brother, are you still so incompetent, no matter how you say it, it's also your enlightenment teacher, can't this be saved, heh!" The young man waved his sleeves and jumped off the prayer platform, his clothes flew up, and the young man's fangs and mask on his face were cold.
"Hehe, eldest son, when will he be the master?"
Ye Wenzi, who was far away in Xuzhou, didn't know that the old scholar he was burying now was his enlightenment teacher, after all, except for himself, no one knew that he only remembered his previous life at the age of seven, and he didn't know what happened in the previous seven years. It took a year to convince himself of the reality in front of him as if he were walking on thin ice, but it didn't take long for his family to be ruined, and now it is like a slave.
The sky was dark, and the night was deeper.
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