People, there will always be a few days in a month when you are grumpy.

Especially women!

Zhang Ji didn't know which days of the month the salamander was in its menstrual period, but when the salamander stepped on his face, he felt that at least today every month in the future, he should stay away from her.

It's just that the pain in his face didn't make him let go of the hand holding the salamander's thigh, and it couldn't stop him from continuing to stare at the salamander's face.

Although that face was full of anger because of him, it was difficult to hide the jade-like face and graceful and plump figure.

Well, it's not for nothing that Tian Ci is so fat.

However, whether it was out of the family education about etiquette in this life, or the knowledge accumulated in the previous life, or the years of getting along, he should not stare at the face of a strange woman like this.

But the startled salamander on weekdays seems to have used a disguise technique to deliberately cover up its beauty, and it is by no means as beautiful as it is at the moment.

That cold temperament was like a fairy who walked out of the Moon Palace, condescending and looking down at him with cold eyes, and the chill was almost twisted into substance around her. And this unapproachable temperament is even more heartwarming, giving people a strong desire to conquer.

No wonder so many people in their previous lives would say that if they could marry such a woman, even if the child was not their own, they would admit it.

A tingling sensation brought Zhang Ji back to his senses.

The pink sword slammed into his throat, piercing his skin, and a trail of blood ran down his neck.

The reason why she can have such a look but has never been coveted is because of the pink long sword that flashes with cold light, which is enough to make all those who have coveted it stand on end, and they no longer dare to think about anything wrong.

Zhang Ji raised his head and looked at those cold and withdrawn eyes, and the chill passed from the startled salamander's body along the sharp startled salamander sword into his body, and the cold and piercing feeling was like falling into an ice cave.

But Zhang Ji was not nervous at all, not only because of the increasingly red cheeks of the startled salamander, but also because of the cyan long sword against her soft and white gooseneck, of course, more because he did not see the killing intent in the eyes of the startled salamander, but had a feeling like he was looking at the ungrateful Chen Shimei.

"Salamander girl, this boy may have some relationship with my old friend, can you stop it for the time being?"

Gai Nie's calm and restrained voice came from behind the startled salamander, and although he was discussing with the startled salamander, his behavior was not a discussion.

The snare killers on the side looked at each other, not knowing which side to help.

Yes, as killers in the net, their position has wavered.

It is unknown whether Gai Nie is friend or foe, but his current behavior is to protect Zhang Ji.

And the behavior of the startled salamander seriously threatened Zhang Ji's life, and it can even be said that he betrayed the net. Whether it's a matter of mission or a net, they should immediately besiege the salamander and try to save Zhang Ji from her sword.

The startled salamander swept his cold and indifferent gaze over the cyan long sword against his neck, snorted lightly, and put the sword into the sheath, but his eyes, which were originally as clear and clear as glass, were a little embarrassed.

"How long do you want to hug you?"

"Huh? Ouch! ”

Zhang Ji was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the startled salamander was talking about holding her thigh, and was kicked to the ground by the startled salamander.

The startled salamander didn't care about the long sword against the back of her neck, or rather, Gai Nie's sword couldn't hurt her at all.

Although Gai Nie had no intention of hurting anyone, the startled salamander easily left the attack range of the long sword with just a twist of his body, and quietly held the sword and leaned against the tree.

Gai Nie's brows furrowed slightly, and the strength of the startled salamander seemed to be much stronger than he had guessed.

Immediately, he looked at Zhang Ji again, with a little confusion between his eyebrows.

As we all know, the killers of the nets are a group of desperate guys to complete the task, even if the price to pay may be their own lives, so he didn't have any expectations for the startled salamander to let Zhang Ji go.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

Looking at the snare killers behind him, everyone was staring at him, and the startled salamander's eyes were always on him and the boy in front of him.

Will anyone still live intact in this world after hugging the thigh of a first-class female killer?

Not to mention that the group of killers in Luo Wang were discovered by this teenager, and according to Luo Wang's usual methods, this young man should have become a corpse that can't speak anymore.

But he's alive.

Combined with the rules that the salamander said earlier that second-rate masters are not allowed to enter Niushou Village......

All kinds of small clues converged into a streamer of light, flashed through his mind, and derived an extremely absurd conjecture.

What if the task of the net is to protect this teenager?

The moment this thought popped into his mind, even he felt extremely ridiculous.

The object of the protection of the net has always been only the Qin kings of the past dynasties, and occasionally they will be ordered to protect the indispensable important ministers of the Qin State, such as the "think tank" Yingjian when King Huiwen was the first king, Yinghua and Zhang Yi of Wuxinjun, and how could they protect a teenager when they were the first king of Zhaoxiang, Wu'an Jun Bai Qi and Yinghou Fan Ju?

But there seemed to be a voice in Gai Nie's heart telling him that Luo Wang was indeed protecting this young man, and this young man must have a great relationship with his old friend Lu Goujian.

"This son, Gai has something to ask." Gai Nie bowed.

"I know what Mr. Gai wants to ask, yes, my Mo family's martial arts are inherited from the Mo family's previous generation of Juzi, three-handed sword, sword demon, Lu Goujian." Zhang Ji returned the salute and repeated the words of Lu Goujian, who was the only one he could hear, "The teacher suffered too many sword wounds when he was young, and as he grew older, he accumulated dark wounds, and he passed away with a smile after teaching me what he had learned. ”

"Before he passed away, my teacher told me that if I had the opportunity, I would tell Mr. Gai Nie that his 'way' was wrong."

Gai Nie's gaze froze, the sword intent condensed around his body, and his sharp gaze fell on Zhang Ji.

Whether it is learning literature or martial arts, everyone walks on their own "road".

To deny other people's "Dao" is to deny other people's practice for many years, which is no less than killing the whole family, that is, these words were relayed by Zhang Ji for his old friend Lu Goujian, otherwise even Gai Nie's temper would have drawn his sword angrily.

"The horizontal sword attacks the plan in order to seek its benefit, which is for the sake of the sword; The sword attacks the momentum, in order to seek the truth, is to close. Those who break the door are the way of heaven and earth. ”

"But he only remembers the opposition between vertical and horizontal, and forgets that the vertical and horizontal are one, and the ghost valley is the only one."

The sword intent suddenly dissipated, and a spiritual light flashed in Gai Nie's mind.

It was as if he was about to grasp the aura, but he still let it slip through the gap between his five fingers, but he didn't gain nothing.

In fact, the truth is very simple, if the reality and profit corresponding to the vertical and horizontal are really irreconcilable to each other, then why should the Guiguzi of the past dynasties cultivate both vertical and horizontal?

However, Lu Goujian did not tell all the truths, not because he was stingy with his guidance to Gai Nie, a friend who had forgotten his years.

It's just that there are some things, no matter how clear others can see, they can only mention them slightly, and the true essence needs to be comprehended by Gai Nie himself, and this process of comprehension is the real practice.

"Brother Gou Jian......"

In an instant, Gai Nie's ears seemed to echo Lu Goujian's hoarse voice, and he looked around blankly, looking for the figure in his impression.

But there was no one around except those killers who caught the net, and even Zhang Ji and the startled salamander disappeared from his field of vision at some point.

In front of a thatched house in Niushou Village

Zhang Ji packed his bags, packed his few luggage into his baggage, and placed it on the horse that was munching on hay.

He knew that what Lu Goujian had asked him to relay to Gai Nie before was actually for himself.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang traveled out of the mountains on the orders of the contemporary Guiguzi, but they have not embarked on their true own path, let alone him?

It was time for him to leave the cosy village of Niushou.

However, Lu Goujian did not plan to leave, but chose to stay in Niushou Village.

At the height of the Spring and Autumn Period, he passed on the position of the Mo family's juzi to the next generation of six-fingered black heroes, and chose to live in seclusion in this small village for the last ten years of his life.

At the root of this, he lost hope in this war-torn world, and he also shook the concept that he had insisted on all his life.

The world is white, but I am the only black.

Non-attacking ink door, and love life.

These short sixteen words are the lifelong belief and pursuit of all the people of the Mo family, but several generations of the Mo family have not only failed to go far on the road of "non-offensive", but have gradually drifted away from the "non-offensive" road that Mozi initially insisted on as the countries became stronger.

This is no longer the era when Mozi let the eldest disciple Yu Huali with 300 people be able to resist the army of a country, and the rise of the soldiers and the rise of the Seven Heroes changed everything.

As a result, even the Mo family was divided into three factions.

Xiang Lizi focused on scientific and technological research, and at the same time valued the pragmatic nature of the Qin State, which was different from the Six Kingdoms.

So Xiang Lizi led a large number of Mo disciples into Qin, built all kinds of equipment for Qin, and was determined to rely on the strong strength of Qin to help him dominate the world and end the troubled times, so as to realize the ideal of "non-attack", so he was called "Qin Mo".

The Xiangfuzi line is a faction dominated by scholarly debates.

They traveled to various countries, spread the Mohist idea of love and non-aggression, opposed the use of violence to solve problems, and even included uprisings, hoping to achieve peace in a gentle way, and would also lobby and mediate between the two sides when the two countries were at war.

Deng Lingzi's line is more of a ranger everywhere.

They act chivalrous and righteous as rangers on weekdays, punish rape and eliminate evil, and are the benchmark of rangers, admired by the heroes of the world, and praised as "ink heroes". In addition, they also opposed wars of aggression launched by various countries, believing that these wars were launched by princes and magnates for their own interests, and upheld Mozi's ideology and sent Mojia disciples to help the invaded side defend the city. Because Deng Lingzi was a Chu person, and everyone followed into Chu, he was called "Chu Mo".

Even the Mo family has been split because of this "non-offensive" road, and you can imagine how dangerous this road is.

What's more, he's just a revenant now.

He couldn't keep the peace of the world during his lifetime, and after his death, he could still keep vigil for this obscure little village and drive away the beasts with murderous energy, but this was the only thing he could do.

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