Fan Dazhi is no stranger to this, He Kui often compares himself and He An, and from the bottom of his heart, he is still a little afraid of He Kui, which is why he has not come to He An's house to play recently.

Sure enough, He Kui sat on a bench, drank a glass of wine, motioned for the two to sit down as well, and asked He Andao first: Have you memorized "The Book of Rites and Learning"? Although there are delicacies and food, I don't know the purpose; Although there is a supreme way, Buddha learns, but I don't know its goodness. It is to learn and then know the insufficiency, and teach and then know the difficulty. know the insufficiency, and then be able to self-reflective; Know the difficulty, and then be able to improve yourself. What do you mean by this?

He An thought for a while and said: "Although there is food, but if you don't taste it, you don't know its sweetness, although there is reason, but if you don't learn it, you don't know its benefits." Therefore, only after learning can you know your own shortcomings, know your own shortcomings, and then self-reflect, in order to encourage yourself! ”

He Kui bowed slightly, poured another glass of wine, and asked Fan Dazhi, who sat upright, and set his mind and said: "Only after learning do you know that you are insufficient, and only after teaching others do you know that you don't understand, you know that you are not enough, and you are enterprising, teaching and learning are mutually promoting. It is said in "Destiny" that teaching people is half of learning. ”

He Kui stroked his palms and said kindly: "You two are very good, the text carries the Tao, the martial arts use the Tao, I can't teach you too much along the way, and the martial arts must not be slack, you will show me the scattered hands with the clouds."

This is He Kui's own martial arts, which integrates the strengths of the major sects known to He Kui, from complex to simplified but varied, and the moves are extremely exquisite. Based on this, He An began to practice when he was six years old, and later Fan Dazhi often came to play and watched from the sidelines, and He Kui also taught him, and now the two have been practicing for eight years.

The two stood up, pulled out the posture, raised their palms and made a gesture, flashing and moving in an instant, the empty room was windy, the candle flame on the table next to the side was swaying, and He Kui's face was flickering and darkening.

He Kui took a sip of wine lightly, squinted his eyes and watched, hmm...... An'er's moves are calm and brave, raising his hands and feet to form his own bearing, just like his father. Dazhi, this kid is fluent, although the momentum is insufficient, but he is very spiritual, and he can often make a difference between the changes of moves. Back then, everyone said that I was a martial arts wizard, but Dazhi's talent was really not below me......

The morning sun rises again, a ray of sunshine sprinkles the green fields, and the smoke rises at the foot of Jinping Mountain, and a new day begins.

With the crow of a rooster, the small village is like a life awakening, stretching its hands and feet, and gradually coming alive......

Hu Erye drove a flock of sheep up the mountain, and the sheep intestine path in the village blocked by the sheep was crowded......

Aunt Ge sprinkled a handful of millet in her fence yard, attracting a few Luhua chickens to run and peck at them......

Zhang Laoyong, who was striking iron, grabbed a bud rice bun with the hand that had just poured the night pot......

He Kui dragged a stump leg, and used a guillotine to give the old horse grass in the stable, and the molted old horse kicked his front hooves and snorted......

Aunt Liu had just washed a few feet of blue cloth and dried it on a bamboo pole in the backyard......

Miao Feifei walked on the way to school with He An and Fan Dazhi......

Because it was the first day to go to private school, Miao Feifei was extremely excited, and the three of them did not take the path He An was used to, but walked along the main road to the outskirts of the village. It is a lush forest, dappled with shadows from the early morning sun and birds chirping.

The figure of the person on the road swayed, and a person came from afar, this person was wearing a hat, his face was not very real, carrying a hat with a package, pants and leggings, looking like a dusty servant.

Seeing He An's few people, the man held the waist knife in one hand and raised it in the other hand and greeted: "Three little friends, is this Shuimotou Village?" The man was full of energy, and his voice came clearly.

He An was about to answer, when the originally noisy forest suddenly fell silent. The wind walked through the woods, whining and whistling, as if a ghost was crying. Countless frightened birds in the forest fluttered their wings and flew rapidly, like a dark cloud rising, scattered in panic......

He Kui's hand on the grass suddenly stagnated, and a breeze came slightly, brushing his resolute face. He Kui keenly felt a trace of unusualness in the wind, his eyes flashed, and he saw the birds flying in the sky, confirming his judgment, in the southeast, there was a master of the "Hedao Realm" appeared.

He Kui's figure disappeared from the stable in an instant, and the next moment, his figure dragging his stump had appeared in the ancestral hall of the village, and his toes were a little on the green tiles of the eaves, turning into an afterimage.

The whispering wind in the forest finally revealed the truth, and a man in black appeared out of thin air, with a snow-bright long knife in his hand, whining and screaming, and slashing at the man wearing a veil like lightning.

The man had just pulled out half of the waist knife in his hand, and his body shook violently, and he had collapsed limply.

He An watched the man in black put away the knife, turned his head, and looked at his side, his eyes were vicious, as if he was being targeted by a rattlesnake.

The man in black raised the knife, the blade was narrow and shiny, and the black-red sticky blood stains on it had not dried.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura suddenly came, and a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he turned his head to look into the distance. He could clearly perceive that the breath that was so dangerous that his heart palpitated was approaching at a terrifying speed, and it was only a few breaths away.

The man in black put away his knife, swept into the forest like a bird, and disappeared in an instant.

He An breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that Miao Feifei was holding his right arm tightly with one palm, and his nails were already deep in the flesh. Fan Dazhi's face turned pale and he tightened his two fingers.

He An frowned, patted Miao Feifei's arm and just wanted to comfort him, when a flower appeared in front of him, and his uncle He Kui seemed to fall from the sky.

Seeing that the three of them were safe and sound, the tense lines on He Kui's face eased significantly. The man in the distance lay motionless on the ground, He Kui dragged his stump leg and walked over to look at it, and when he saw the man's face clearly, he couldn't help but be moved.

Tan Song, the patrol of the Six Gates, one of the four famous arresters in Kyoto, was killed with a knife and fell in a pool of blood.

He Kui looked at the dense forest opposite, his eyes were sharp, and the murderer was just now, hiding his breath and leaving in a hurry...... Why is Tan Song here? Unexpectedly attracted the assassination of the master of the "Merge Dao Realm", what clues is he pursuing? Could it be that Tan Song found out that he was living in seclusion here? What secrets did you come to tell yourself?

A series of questions surfaced in He Kui's mind, he groaned slightly, and told He An and the three of them to go to the private school school quickly, and inform Fang Jiaoxi of everything that happened here, and remember not to tell anyone about his visit to the scene.

Looking at the figure of He An and the three leaving, He Kui secretly thought that he would directly inform the government that there might be a lot of involvement, and Fang Jiaoxi was from the Zhixing Academy in Luoyang, Kyoto, and it was most appropriate to hand over this matter to the Zhixing Academy for intervention.

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Since the founding of the Great Chen Empire, Zhixingyuan was founded by the national teacher Li Xingzhi. Li Xingzhi was originally a historian of the Great Liang Guoguan Wendian in the former dynasty, familiar with the world's collection of books, because of the death of his father, Ding Wei was at home, and he was not used to the harsh government of the imperial court, and the squires of the Yamen oppressed the people.

Li Xingzhi and Zhao Zhen, the captain of Pujiang County, Chengdu County, Shuzhong, hit it off at first sight, and the two talked all night about the general trend of the world. Thinking that Emperor Rui of the Great Liang was mediocre, and the court was corrupt and the people's grievances were boiling, he raised grain and grass to recruit the villagers, build weapons and armor, and the heroes from all over the world competed to vote, and in just over a month, tens of thousands of people gathered.

Li Xingzhi and Zhao Zhen rose up, overthrew the violent Liang, and established the Great Chen State.

After that, Li Xingzhi sorted out what he had learned and thought all his life and founded the Zhixing Academy. Zhixingyuan is divided into two colleges, Zhixingyuan: calligraphy, agriculture, engineering, mathematics and other subjects, and the teaching of Zhixingyuan is mainly based on: martial arts, arrays, instruments, law and other subjects.

If the disciples of the Zhiyuan want to become a teacher, they need to teach for one year in the Chongwen Hall or the Xiangshu School in various parts of the Great Chen Kingdom, and the disciples of the Xingyuan need to go to the army for one year.

Fang Jiaoxi's real name is Fang Yizhi, and he has been studying at Zhixing Academy for three years. He knows and practices double cultivation, the fifth in the literary examination of the academy, the top eight in the martial arts examination of the academy, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the "refining god realm".

Fang Yizhi is the personal disciple of Wei Zhilin, the head of the Zhiyuan Academy, as early as the Xiaohan season, the recommendation letter of the Zhixing Academy taught in the private school where He An was located, and also taught in the "Enlightenment Hall" in the nearby Baimiao Township. Because he doesn't usually teach much, many schoolchildren are not familiar with him.

He An and a few people rushed to the private school, Fang Yizhi had just returned from the Baimiao Township, and was sitting on the side of the long case of the teaching hall, holding the sleeve of his robe with one hand and holding a pen with the other.

After He An finished saying the scene that happened on the way just now, Fang Yizhi's face was calm, and he put the brush in his hand on the porcelain mountain pen holder in a hurry.

Looking up and seeing the frightened face of the girl among the three, the little fat man next to him was also cowering, only this young man named He An was calm and calm, Fang Yizhi gently reassured them to go to class first, and leave the rest to themselves.

Fang Yizhi quickly arrived at the scene, several arresters from the county government had already arrived, the three of them were holding the handle of the knife and the detectives were vigilant, and the two of them were squatting on the ground to check something.

The deceased Tan Song lay on the ground, the half-drawn waist knife in his hand was firmly pressed by his body, the black-brown blood stains under his body had soaked into the ground, and there was a fatal knife wound in his abdomen, and Danji was broken......

Fang Yizhi's eyes shrank, and he secretly said in his heart: "Murderer, I don't know the island!"

Miao Feifei walked on the road with his head down, obviously still apprehensive about the bloody scene in the morning. On the first day I went to private school, I encountered this kind of thing, and I thought that I must not tell my mother when I go home, otherwise she will not agree with her own girl's family, and she will show up to study outside.

Miao Feifei turned his head to look at He An beside him, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, his figure was long, and he didn't feel at ease.

Then he turned his head and saw Fan Dazhi following behind him, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered as if he hadn't woken up. The fat man walked listlessly, and he tripped over the roots of the tree under his feet...... Miao Feifei's smiling eyes bent into crescents.

When He An returned home, He Kui sat on a stool and poured himself a drink as usual. His hair was unkempt, his beard grew under his chin, and his resolute face appeared and disappeared in the shadows of the lamp, but the scar on his face became more and more obvious.

"Uncle, the one who was killed during the day...... Do you know each other? You...... Before...... Isn't it...... Awesome? He An asked tentatively.

"Hmmm......"

He Kui responded to him dullly.

He An didn't speak for a long time, looked at He Kui, and finally couldn't help but say again: "Uncle, how did the injury on your leg come from?" When I was a child, you lied to me that I fell on horseback, and ...... My mom and dad ...... Where the hell did they go? ”

He Kui's hand holding the wine glass froze, took a sip of wine, turned his head to look at He An, and motioned for him to sit down beside him.

He Kui looked at He An, took a sip of wine, and said in a deep voice: "An'er, you have really grown up." I raised you since I was a child, you have a strong temperament and a strong heart, uncle...... Very gratifying. Kyoto Zhixing Academy is going to recruit disciples, Fang Jiaoxi is very fond of you, and recommends you to study in Zhixing Academy, and the old master recommends Dazhi, and you can go together at that time. ”

He Kui took another drink and said, "Your life experience is too complicated, and your cultivation is too low now, and if you know too much, you will suffer from it." When you arrive at Kyoto Zhixing-in Temple, you have reached the "Harmony Realm" in your cultivation, and I will tell you everything. The patrol of the six gates is dead, and it is no longer peaceful here. ”

He Kui took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to He Andao: "This jade pendant is sealed with my three successes, and it can be used to kill the "peak master of the United Dao" when it is used in a critical moment, but it can only be used once. Remember, don't use it lightly until you have to."

He Kui stood up, moved his hands and feet and sighed, "Okay, ten years...... My cultivation has been restored, and it is better than before. It's time to catch up with old friends and explore some of the past......"

After saying this, He An only felt that the uncle in front of him was in a trance like a mountain, and his momentum was compelling, like a sharp sword, peerless and independent, and the oppressive He An was breathless.