Chapter 8: Heaven is always in the way
The next day, Hua gradually flew away from the inn and went south, and on the way I heard that the thief Yuan Feibai was not dead, but was rescued, and I heard that she was still a woman.
The evil thief Yuan Feibai lost an arm, it is estimated that the realm skills will plummet, and it is estimated that there will be many inconveniences in the future, for a notorious person like him, the pursuit of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes is inevitable, and the rest is bound to be a dead end.
And Li Tianchang became famous with one stab, which once again increased the fame of organizations like Killer Assassin.
Who said this killer assassin is not in the stream?
Old man Fan laughed, watched the panting flowers fly away, and said, "What? Tired, this little weather is starting to complain? Let me tell you, the rivers and lakes are still long, if you can't do it, you can stay at home with peace of mind in the future, this Jianghu martial arts is not for idlers. β
"Daddy Hua said that I was weak and sickly, and he usually didn't let me move much." Hua gradually lifted the black robe and hat, and tried to wipe the forehead that was sticking to the white hair due to sweat.
Fan Duowen hesitated, but still leaned against the shade of the tree and sat down.
Looking at the sunlight revealed in the forest, Fan Duowen asked: "Boy, ask you, do you think the sun is stronger, or the moon is stronger?" β
Hua gradually squinted her eyes, trying her best to look at the scorching sun in the sky, the sun was so strong that it was difficult to look directly.
Although he felt strange, Hua gradually Fei still said: "The sun, the sun is in the sky, who dares to share its light?" All the brilliance before it is but a fluorescent light. How magnificent! β
Old man Fan put down the wine jug and said seriously: "The understanding is shallow, it is still too one-sided, just like a martial artist." β
Although the light of the sun is very strong, it is always lonely and hanging in the sky, hot and lonely, this is the sun. It's like some people, who are strong and powerful, but don't have a friend. The pursuit of martial arts in life is extreme, and it is inevitable to be refined, but even a little human touch has been lost, this person can only be regarded as strong in martial arts, and as for life, it is also a failure.
Although the light of the moon is very faint and not as bright as the sun, there are always many stars around it, so a person should not always think about being competitive, on the contrary, sometimes it will be better to see other people's affairs and understand others more.
I have been in the martial arts for many years, and I have seen a lot of mundane things in the rivers and lakes, and I still have a lot of confusion in my heart.
Buddhism has bitter meditation, and it is necessary to meditate and realize the Buddha all day long, hoping that if you are not careful, you can have an epiphany and become a Buddha on the spot. Taoists also have a saying: neighboring countries look at each other, the voices of chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people do not interact with each other until they die of old age. In the past hundred years, there are a few people who can really become immortals, not to mention anything else, the word "Dao" alone has deviated a lot.
And Confucianism also has a saying: 'Ears do not hear outside the window, and only read the books of sages and sages'. However, the Confucian sages read for nothing else, but for the sake of the world's affairs, but now the nerds abandon the world's affairs and then read the Confucian sage's scriptures wholeheartedly, which is equivalent to reading a waste book.
Because of self-cultivation and family governance, these grand goals pursued by Confucianism in the past dynasties have always revolved around the world, so reading should not be a person's business, but a person's major event in mind.
It's a pity that even if there are great sages who bow down and preach, there are only those who can become enlightened. One generation can say that they can fight, but the two generations of disciples are far behind, and as for the future, it is really not as good as the generation.
Nowadays, people in the world are too obsessed with martial arts, so that in order to seek the level of the realm and the strength of the strength, it is a bit like a scholar who dies in the book, just like the heart of the Tao, there are very few winners, like Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism such a "otherworldly" concept, even if it is really practiced, it is tantamount to a waste person.
Fan Duowen thought of his penance, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Boy, you are really not suitable for cultivating martial arts, not to mention the defect of your frail and sick, you still have to endure endless hardships in martial arts." I think you should go to Shouyang Mountain to study, how good it is to read. β
Hua gradually flew and said: "Books are to be read, but this martial arts can't be wasted, if you go to the rivers and lakes in the future, you will be beaten as soon as you go to the door, and you will talk about a ghost who reads thousands of books and travels thousands of miles!" β
Fan Duo poured a sip of wine and muttered to himself: "How good it is to read, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't have the ability before, the ghost would have taken the path of this barbarian, and I am not a genius, let alone have a mind to help the world." β
The flower flew to a halt in a pile of grass.
"Stinky boy, what's wrong?" Fan Duowen felt that Hua Wanfei didn't listen carefully, and such a deserted attitude really made him dissatisfied, just like that? Still learning martial arts? Stupid, not good at learning or listening.
Hua gradually flew and pointed to the grass, turned around and asked, "Old man Fan, what kind of treasure is this?" β
Fan Duowen leaned over and took a look.
A slender short knife, with a minimalist shape, but the blade arc is fluent, almost graceful, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is a good knife to kill.
"Blowout?" Old man Fan was drunk with a wine gourd, he poured a sip of soju, and said, "If you look around, maybe you can find a corpse!" If you find it, the money will go to me to buy wine and drink, and you can play with other treasures. β
Hua gradually believed it, and rummaged over and over with interest, and really found a corpse in the grass of the ditch next to it.
It was Li Tianchang, the really famous killer, the legendary righteous figure who abolished Yuan Feibai's thief's arm with a knife.
At this moment, Li Tianchang's breath was weak, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and he was lying in the grass and ditch in embarrassment.
"Li Tianchang? That cold killer? In this haystack like this? β
After the small action was finished, Hua Yanfei looked at the cold killer who was not much different from the corpse, and asked Old Man Fan, "Why don't you save it?" β
Fan Duowen sighed and scolded: "You have a lot of! β
Although he said so, his hand was still pressed directly on Li Tianchang's back, and a spiritual power crossed directly, Fan Duowen carried the wine with one hand, poured it wildly, and the strength of his palm suddenly increased.
"Well, it's better to collect some life-saving money."
Li Tianchang vomited a mouthful of blood and gradually woke up.
The vague eyes slowly opened, and along with the sunlight sprinkled through the forest, I saw a pair of snow-silver long hair hanging down like a waterfall. 'Is it a woman?' β
Li Tianchang was shocked, thinking of the woman yesterday, he instantly sobered up.
Hua Weifei was taken aback by Li Tianchang's fierce reaction like a corpse, paused for a moment to calm his heart, and asked, "This great master, are you okay to hide in the grass and be scary?" β
'It's a man. Li Tianchang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you." β
"Li Tianchang, what's your situation?" Fan Duowen asked, he was also curious, what kind of character could stop Li Tianchang, an assassin with superb skills and proficient in assassination?
If he can injure Li Tianchang, then the strength realm may also be the strength of the heavenly realm.
Li Tianchang said silently: "I have met an opponent." β
Good guys, this nonsense is the same as not saying it.
The two were silent.
Li Tianchang looked up into the distance, his eyes drifted, and said, "It's a woman, and then I was injured by that woman." β
The two were silent again.
Sure enough, after a long pause, Li Tianchang interjected again: "She only used one palm." Then he looked into the distance and fell back into deep thought.
The two looked at each other, still silent.
"Haha, do all masters speak in such a unique style?" Hua gradually flew to the first to break the embarrassing scene of deathly silence.
Fan Duowen took a sip of wine indiscriminately.
The two left silently, since Li Tianchang was fine, there was no need to continue to be bored with him, after all, the masters were a little weird.
When Li Tianchang got up to pick up the knife, he suddenly found that the token on his body was missing!
Thankfully, the blowknife was still there.
Li Tianchang picked up the knife, and his face was reflected on the snow-white knife surface like a mirror.
He clenched the edge of the knife and said nonchalantly, 'I'm going to kill all the bad guys in the world!' β
It was a scene that seemed endlessly far away.
A woman dressed in black, looking at a few naΓ―ve children, asked lightly, "Why do you want to be a killer?" β
"To make money."
"What about you?"
"To survive."
"For revenge!"
"What about you?"
"To kill all the bad guys!"
So he was taken in by the woman in black and began his career as a killer.
It's a killing, but it's also a new beginning.
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Thousands of miles away in a sparse forest courtyard.
The bright moonlight is bright, and there are women burning incense.
The woman is in excellent shape.
She knelt in front of the Buddha, burned incense and worshiped the Buddha in the small hall, clasped her palms together, and looked very reverent.
On the bed next to him lay a handsome man with a broken arm, unconscious.
She wanted to ask the Buddha for his blessing, but how could the Buddha bless an incorrigible person who had already fallen into demons?
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"Old man Fan, do you think we are too unkind to do this?" Hua Yanfei was now in a state of panic, holding the token in his hand, which was brought from Li Tianchang's body, and he was in his pocket at the time, so he didn't look at it carefully. It seems that we have to do less to do the wrong thing.
This token is similar to the token hanging on his body, the token was given by Daddy Hua, and I don't know why he stuffed himself with such a token, Daddy Hua said that it would come in handy in the future.
Old man Fan took a look at the token, and the word 'Seven Kills' was engraved in the middle of the quaint carved token in the square, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced. He frowned slightly, and also asked, "Boy, why don't you go back?" β
The Seven Kills Order is the most prestigious killer organization in the entire Jianghu in the past ten years, although there are not many people in it, but they are all masters who are proficient in the way of assassination, among which the Wind Word Order in the Seven Killings Order has the strongest realm and strength, even if it is a good veteran in the Heavenly Realm, few dare to be conceited enough to let it make a move.
No wonder, Li Tianchang's horizontal body method is so first-class, it turns out that he is a famous teacher.
Hua Yanfei glanced at the bamboo forest in front of him, looked back at the desolate long road when he came down, shook his head and said, "It's better to go back next time I meet him." "After all, it's been a long time, and it's hard to turn back.
It's better not to take things that aren't your own, and don't even pick them up, otherwise it will be a big trouble.
When I think of that ruthless killer with a single brain, if I chase him after him with his extremely sharp blowing knife for a while, Hua Wanfei will have a headache.
Hua Wanfei asked unwillingly: "Old man Fan, how high is your realm, can you win against that Li Tianchang?" If he catches him and you can't beat him, then we'll have to confess here. β
"Aggrieved, could it be that the young master will become the first protagonist in history to quit casually when he first enters the rivers and lakes? It's a pity that I haven't had time to show even a little bit of talent! β
"Knowing that I wouldn't move his things, I didn't expect this ghost token to be so important! Could it be that you deliberately lied to me, old man! It must be so, right? β
Old man Fan listened to the chatter along the way, and he was almost annoyed, and he was about to drink.
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