The maid screamed in surprise, startling the female roll in the courtyard.

The two women who had just gotten out of the ox cart came out.

One of them is Wen Muzhi's widow Wen Chen, and the other is Wen Muzhi's sister.

"Qingmei, what are you calling?"

"Madame, aunt and grandmother! There is a hero named Yuan Feng, who sent the general's body back from Yingzhou, and now he is in Yizhuang! ”

The maid turned around and shouted, too excited to forget her usual upbringing.

Wen Chen's body shook suddenly, and his body was dizzy.

"Sister-in-law!"

Wen Muzhi's sister Wen Di hurriedly held on.

Wen Chen was in a trance for a long time before recovering.

"It's true...... It turned out to be true? ”

"The Outer Heaven Fist Hero, did you really send Muzhi's body back?"

Wen Chen's eyes were full of tears.

Wendi also has red eye sockets.

They didn't just hear about it.

Just now, Wen Chen and Wen Di came out of the county mansion.

The imperial court has its own news channels, and the county lord informed Wen Chen and Wen Di of what happened in Yingzhou County ten days ago.

The hero 'Outer Heaven Divine Fist' Yuan Feng, set foot in Yingzhou County at night, and under the resistance of three thousand Wubo barbarian armorers and many Wubo barbarian martial arts masters, he killed the eight-rank powerhouse Bald Dan, forcibly took the body of Wen Mu, and announced to the world that the body would be sent back to Wen Shuai's hometown.

And to challenge the first master of Wu Boman who killed Wen Muzhi, Wuzun Guzan!

Although Yuan Feng is a figure in the rivers and lakes, his martial arts are superb, and his combat record is estimated to be above the ninth rank of martial arts.

It is so strong that it can affect the situation in the world.

After the court got the news, it quickly gave instructions.

Although it is not officially recognized, it is highly praised.

This news was known to officials of a certain rank in various places through the post newspaper channel.

The imperial court's move was not to make Yuan Feng famous.

The main thing is to appease the hearts of the magistrates everywhere.

The imperial court has channels, and the rivers and lakes also have their own news channels.

People in the rivers and lakes all over the world also know that there is a new powerhouse above the ninth grade, 'Heavenly Outer God Fist' Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng made very few shots, but his record was extraordinary.

And he is not afraid of the power of Wubo Barbarian Wuzun Guzan, and openly challenged.

Longkang Jianghu, although he knew that Yuan Feng claimed to be from overseas and was not from Longkang, his inner emotions were on Yuan Feng's side.

The prestige of the 'Outer Heaven Divine Fist' in the Longkang rivers and lakes is unparalleled for a while.

Wen Chen and Wen Di are not Jianghu people, and they don't understand the strength of martial arts.

However, they knew how difficult it was for the Heavenly Outer Divine Fist to retrieve Wen Muzhi's body in the midst of thousands of troops.

Both Wen Chen and Wen Di were skeptical.

At this time, hearing that Yuan Feng had arrived at Yizhuang outside the city, even if he had received the news before, Wen Chen was still in a trance.

After a while, in the wake of Wen Di's awakening, Wen Chen regained consciousness.

"Is there really such a strong man in the world, such a righteous man?"

Wen Chen muttered.

"My son, he'...... The remains are back? ”

An elderly woman with gray hair walked out of the room.

She wears a headband, is over sixty years old, and her hair is all white, but she is not as strict as an ordinary old lady, but has a straight back.

The old woman was not tall, but she was full of energy and spoke clearly.

"Mother!"

"Mother, the Outer Heaven God Fist Yuan Daxia I told you just now, he ...... He really sent Makiyuki's body back, just outside the city. ”

Wen Chen and Wen Di hurriedly stepped forward and supported the old woman.

The old woman is Mrs. Wen.

Mrs. Wen's eyes were full of tears, but they did not fall.

She took a deep breath, straightened her not tall body, and said, "Get ready, don't lose the dignity of the Wen family." ”

"Come with me to Yizhuang and take my son home!"

…

Tianshui City.

Outside the city.

Fang Ze sat on a dilapidated futon in Yizhuang, closing his eyes and recuperating.

He was digesting the gains from this return.

After leaving from Yanli, he walked more than 2,700 miles and walked for more than nine days.

There is a reason why the road is not familiar, and it is also because Wen Muzhi has never cultivated martial arts, so he can't be treated like a martial artist in the Tianzhou Flesh Realm, and it is easy for his body to collapse.

Fang Ze slowed down along the way.

After changing to practice, he returned to the sect for the first time, which was very different from before.

Only this time did he clearly perceive that the true meaning of the Heavenly Golem was guided by his own divine soul and vitality, which stimulated the subtlety of the transformation of life and death in the body of suffering.

It has the same origin and the same origin as the mysterious point of life and death of the Nine Turns of Life and Death Deed Exercise.

Fang Ze sighed that the predecessors who founded the sect had profound and mysterious strength, and it was unfathomable.

Before the people of the sect could perceive the subtlety of life and death, they could cast the same heavenly puppet finger.

The more he practiced, the more Fang Ze felt that the fundamental exercises were mysterious and unfathomable.

There is a feeling that the more you practice, the more profound the Dharma will be.

If you continue to practice the fundamental exercises, sooner or later you will understand more of the laws of life and death.

Wen Muzhi's body is also quite abnormal.

Wen Muzhi obviously has not practiced martial arts, but the acupuncture points related to the Tiangen Transformation in the head are similar to martial arts smelting.

Fang Ze had never seen such a situation, but guessed that it should not be a martial arts technique.

Not even gifted.

It is likely that long-term exercise in an unconscious method opened up the acupuncture points in the head.

"Dongdong Dong"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Fang Zedao.

The door of Yizhuang's room opened, and a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old Jianghu man wearing a blue brocade robe walked in.

His appearance is not bad, and what is especially impressive is that the bridge of his nose is very high and straight, giving people a very heroic feeling.

He was carrying a withered food box.

"Senior Yuan, I asked for food in a restaurant in the city, please eat."

The blue-robed Jianghu man said.

Fang Ze nodded.

He arrived yesterday evening and spent half a day here in Yizhuang to buy a good coffin for Wen Muzhi.

The owner of the coffin shop and the local steward of Yizhuang revealed the news to the local gang.

So since last night, there have been local people from Tianshui who have come to see Fang Ze.

There are disciples of sects, scattered cultivators, and even people in the underworld.

Some people made a special trip to mourn Wen Muzhi, some people wanted to see Fang Ze, and some people both.

Fang Ze didn't talk about it at all, and asked them to wait outside Yizhuang.

Some people left, but there were still dozens of Jianghu people outside the gate of Yizhuang, and they were not noisy, but just silently burned some paper money to mourn Wen Muzhi.

The blue-robed man in front of him is called Hua Zirong, a five-grade swordsman, who has always maintained order and let people not disturb Fang Ze.

At the same time, he took care of some chores for Fang Ze.

Fang Ze saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Have an absent-minded moment, and look at the performance after that.

Suddenly, Fang Ze's ears moved.

He stood up.

"Senpai?"

Hua Zirong didn't know why.

"Old Madam Wen is here, don't lose your courtesy."

Fang Ze strode forward.

Hua Zirong didn't know why Senior Yuan said this, but he immediately followed.

The entrance of Yizhuang.

There was an ox cart parked there.

Two filial women and an old lady got down from the ox cart one after another.

"It's Mrs. Wen!"

Someone recognized the people in the rivers and lakes outside Yizhuang and said in a low voice.

Suddenly, the people in the rivers and lakes who heard it around immediately stood up and showed a respectful look to Old Madam Wen.

Old Madam Wen looked around and asked, "Which one is Yuan Feng and Yuan Daxia?" ”

All the people in the rivers and lakes couldn't help but look at Yizhuang.

I saw that in Yizhuang, Fang Ze, who was dressed in green clothes, walked out, and Hua Zirong followed behind him.

Fang Ze approached Old Madam Wen and said, "Old Madam is fine." ”

"I'm Yuan Feng, an overseas visitor."

"When I learned about General Wen's deeds, I admired it in my heart."

"Yuan is not familiar with military affairs, but he still has self-confidence in martial arts, and he doesn't want General Wen to be humiliated behind him, so he went to Yingzhou to retrieve General Wen's body and send it back to Tianshui."

"General Wen's body is in Yizhuang."

Tears rolled in Mrs. Wen's eyes, but she refused to fall.

She said: "Yuan Daxia writes lightly, but the old body knows how difficult it is to send my son back." ”

"Yuan Daxia has done too much for my son, and his old body can't repay him."

"Thank you Yuan Daxia first."

As she spoke, Mrs. Wen was about to give a heavy salute.

Fang Ze's hands flicked slightly.

Mrs. Wen felt a breeze in her face, as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face, gentle but powerful, holding her body so that she couldn't worship anymore.

"Mrs. Wen can cultivate characters like Wen Shuai, which is already respectable."

"Yuan has only done ordinary things within his ability, and the old lady doesn't have to be polite."

Fang Ze said.

Mrs. Wen tried and couldn't bow down, and she didn't force it.

She nodded and said, "Yuan Daxia is admired by the old body." ”

Fang Ze nodded slightly, and said, "The old lady also invites you to enter Yizhuang, let's take a look at Wen Shuai's body first." ”

Old Madam Wen instantly burst into tears again, but she couldn't hold back her tears, refused to lose her dignity, and said, "Okay." ”

"Old Madam Wen, please."

Fang Ze turned around and walked in front of the old lady to enter Yizhuang.

The two talked, and the people around them looked at each other.

Many people feel the same way in their hearts.

After Fang Ze and the old lady walked into Yizhuang.

"The Outer Heaven Divine Fist is so magnanimous, it deserves to be a hero!"

Someone said, and immediately many people nodded their heads.

"Mrs. Wen is not an ordinary person, she still maintains her dignity and dignity in such a situation, what kind of mother she really has, what kind of son she can teach."

"Wen Shuai has been a hero all his life, and he has a good mother."

There are also people who sigh.

It is also a voice of echo.

Inside the Yoshijo.

Wen Muzhi was lying in a coffin of golden silk nanmu.

His expression was sympathetic and serene.

After the confinement, Wen Muzhi seemed to be just sleeping, not the deceased.

There are a few people in the Wen family, and when they see Wen Muzhi like this, their hearts are full of mixed feelings.

"Mu Zhi......" Wen Chen's eyes were already red, she was not so strong emotionally, and big tears rolled down from her eyes.

Wen Di couldn't help sobbing and looked at his brother in the coffin.

Mrs. Wen is the strongest.

Her eyes were red, and her tears kept rolling, but she refused to fall.

"My son ......"

is as strong as Mrs. Wen, but she still can't help but touch Wen Muzhi's cheek with her hand, and her voice is full of sadness.

Fang Ze sighed in his heart.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, it was not the first time he had seen it.

Every time I see it, I feel some sympathy in my heart.

Fang Ze had no comfort, he had always thought that comfort at such a time seemed too cheap, and the pain of bereavement, especially the loss of a child, could not be resolved by one or two words of relief.

Mrs. Wen was sad for a moment, but her expression gradually regained her tenacity.

"My son sacrificed his life for the country and died of righteousness, and he died a well-deserved death!"

"He died like this, he is worthy of the court, worthy of the people of the world, he is a big husband, and he is worthy of heaven and earth even if he dies!"

"Daughter-in-law, Di'er, don't cry, the spirit of the pastor in the sky doesn't want to see you like this." Old Madam Wen said.

Fang Ze listened and sighed in his heart.

How can there be a mother who will not be sad when her son dies?

Mrs. Wen just suppressed her grief, in order to achieve her son's last heart, she was also expressing her attitude to the world to do what a heroic mother should do in the end.

When Wen Chen and Wen Di heard this, they couldn't isolate their grief for a while, but they also wiped away their tears and restrained their crying.

Old Madam Wen turned her head and said to Fang Ze: "Yuan Daxia, thank you, old man, for sending my son on his last journey." ”

"I can see that Yuan Daxia is looking up for my son and letting him go decently in the end."

Fang Ze nodded slightly.

"Old Madam Wen, can this matter be regarded as the end?" Fang Ze asked.

After being confirmed by the relatives and friends of the bitter master, it will be judged as a return to the sect.

Old Madam Wen was slightly stunned, but immediately thought that it might be Fang Ze's habit.

"This matter is over, thank you Yuan Daxia." Mrs. Wen said.

The moment Old Madam Wen confirmed, Fang Ze's spirit was in a trance, and his consciousness left here in an instant!

…

Mountain village.

Green mountains and green waters, eternal beauty.

A group of children play together under a locust tree at the entrance of a rural village.

A very thin but delicate seven or eight-year-old child, with a cloth over his eyes, was playing some game.

Next to him was a sturdy-looking older child, holding a pear and stuffing it in the blindfolded child's hand.

The blindfolded child touched it and immediately exclaimed, "Pear!" ”

"Guess right, keep guessing, what do you see what this is?" With a sinister smile, the sturdy child took a snake out of his pocket and placed it in the blindfolded child's hand.

The blindfolded child held it, and he didn't notice what it was at first time, but he just felt cold, slippery and greasy.

"Hiss~hiss!"

"Snake!" The blindfolded child screamed, he was frightened, and quickly threw out the cyan snake in his hand, and then took off the cloth on his eyes.

Tears rolled in the eyes of the beautiful child, but she didn't cry yet.

"Why are you scaring me with a snake?" He asked.

"Hahaha, that's a cauliflower snake, it's not poisonous!"

"Wen Muzhi, you are too timid, you are afraid of cauliflower snakes! Do you think his tears are about to fall? The sturdy child laughed, and the rest of the children around him laughed.

The beautiful child's tears swirled, and he was very aggrieved.

But after all, I didn't cry.

…

In the evening, in a small farmhouse courtyard, a beautiful child watched a woman cooking dinner.

Suddenly, he asked, "Mother, am I very timid?" ”

The woman, who was busy cooking, listened, stopped, turned back and walked to the child.

The woman leaned down and asked:

"Why do you say that?"

"What's wrong?"

The beautiful child hesitated for a moment, and finally told what happened during the day.

When the woman heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

"Is my mother laughing at me for being cowardly?"

The woman smiled and shook her head.

"Makiyuki, you're not cowardly."

"Let me ask you, do you remember some time ago when the most powerful hunter in the village caught a wild boar that spoiled the crops and put it in a cage, and a group of you children went to see it?"

The woman asked.

"Yes." The beautiful child replied.

"Do you remember, how those children reacted?" The woman asked again.

"Well, I remember."

"Xiao Huan was afraid to hide behind his father, and the iron bull went up and spat at the wild boar in the cage, I thought he was very brave, and I stood there myself and didn't know how to react." The beautiful child replied.

The woman nodded and said, "Then who do you think is brave and who is not afraid?" ”

The beautiful child thought about it.

"Iron Bull."

"Although he scared me with a cauliflower snake today, he was very brave."

"He didn't seem to be scared at all."

When the woman heard this, she laughed again.

"You're still too young, and you're too superficial."

"Makiyuki, let me tell you, people are the same, what you are afraid of, others are also afraid."

"You're really an iron bull, aren't you afraid?"

"I was behind you at the time, but I could see clearly that Tie Niu was very scared, and his legs were trembling at the wild boar in the cage."

"Huh?" When the beautiful child heard this, he was surprised and surprised.

The woman smiled, touched the head of the beautiful child, and said, "Muzhi, you remember, all people in this world are mortals, and there is no mortal who is not afraid. ”

"So if you're scared, you're afraid, it's no big deal."

"Courage is not to make you not afraid, but how to respond when you are afraid."

"If you think something is right, then even if you are afraid, do it, that's courage."

"It's not that there are no shortcomings, it's a man."

The beautiful child's heart was shaken.

Is that the case?

Courage is not that you are never afraid, but that you will still do the right thing when you are afraid?

He thought for a moment.

Mother seems to be right.

For a moment, the beautiful child seemed to have planted a seed in his heart.

…

In the blink of an eye, years have passed.

A young man with a delicate face was herding cattle and reading a book.

"Muzhi, I picked Sangshi, let's eat together!"

A stout young man strode over.

The boy put down his book and smiled at his companion.

The delicate young man is no longer so immature, but has a calm and quiet atmosphere.

He would tell stories, teach his friends to read and write, give them ideas, and be a 'military advisor' to plan to compete and fight with teenagers from other villages.

Faintly, he has become the child king of the village.

The sturdy young man walked over with the leaves wrapped in Sang Shi, and sat on the ground with the handsome young man.

The two of them ate together.

"Tie Niu, do you have ambitions?" The handsome young man suddenly asked.

"Ambition?"

"Yes...... I want to learn a craft in the future, be respected by the villagers, earn more money, and then marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, and finally have a few more sons...... Hey, hey, hey......" Tie Niu smiled with a flushed face.

The handsome boy smiled.

"Muzhi, do you have ambitions?" Iron Bull asked.

"Yes."

"I want to make a name for myself in history." He replied.

"Qingshi? What is that history? Tie Niu didn't quite understand, "Why do you want to keep your name?" If you're famous, you can't eat it as a meal! ”

The young man smiled and said, "I read a lot of stories in history books, and suddenly I understood one thing. ”

"What?"

"That is, everyone dies." He said.

"Isn't that what everybody knows? I also want to live forever, but everyone has to die, isn't Huanzi's grandfather just gone? Iron Bull was still puzzled.

The handsome boy shook his head.

"Life is short, and you will die eventually."

"But death is not the same as death...... The death of a person will be divided into two parts. ”

"The first time, it was a physical death, which is what everyone says."

"And the second death is in this world, no one remembers you, no one mentions you, you don't leave any traces of existence, and even your descendants don't know that such an ancestor ever lived."

"That kind of death is really a complete death."

The handsome young man talked about death, but a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"The existence of the physical body is no longer than a hundred years, and it is a fleeting thing in the history books."

"When I came into this world, I was not willing to die like this."

"I was born in this world, although the physical body limits me to live for no more than a hundred years, but I don't accept my fate, I want to find a way to let the second life live longer!"

He stood up and looked up at the sky.

"I am determined to make great contributions, use my body for a lifetime, transcend life and death, and make contributions for all generations!"