The blazing sun shines on the land, and the cicadas chirp.

From time to time, a little breeze blows white flocculents, like summer snow, but only the hot breeze blows, and there is rarely a little coolness.

A horse-drawn carriage drove unhurriedly on the road, and the scorching sun made everything seem depressed, even the leaves of the tall trees on both sides of the road seemed to roll up slightly, and the cicadas were tired.

Heaven and earth are furnaces, and all things are copper.

The shadow of the carriage stretched long on the ground, casting a shade and running away into the distance, but the fierce heat was always everywhere.

As the carriage moves forward, the shadows chase after it, and the shade cast by it can only be suspended for a moment.

Murphy stayed in the middle of the carriage.

His figure was too tall and his features were too obvious, especially after killing Emperor Zongming, his highly recognizable appearance was not very suitable for running around at this time.

Although the news should not have been spread like that, in order to avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble, it is better to be safe.

The rider held the reins of the carriage and stared intently at the sunlight shining down in front of him, as if there was a watery road.

When the carriage arrived, everything seemed to be a flash of water, and in the distance, a new water appeared.

No one spoke, everything was silent, and it seemed like a never-ending chase ahead.

In the carriage, Moqiu leaned against the carriage, thinking about the future of the Mo family.

After killing Emperor Zongming, Da Yue seems to have no place for the Mo family, or it can be said that there is a place for everyone everywhere.

If you want to achieve a career, such as the Yellow Dynasty and the White Lotus Sect Master, you can raise the anti-flag, and it is not much different from the eighteen-way anti-thief.

It is nothing more than robbing the house, killing some people, living some people, and then attacking the city and pulling out the village, fighting for the Dragon Pavilion.

Or simply go away to a foreign country, leaving the green mountains without fear of no firewood.

Except for Emperor Zongming, who cultivated immortals to the point that his mind was not clear, which emperor did not treat the grandmaster with courtesy?

The grandmaster is angry, and the emperor is also afraid!

The war of the Great Moon is not extinguished, but there are still many stable places in the world, so why hang yourself on a tree?

When you jump out of the cage and really look at the whole world, it seems that the entire big moon is nothing.

"Squeak~squeak~"

The occasional old horse-drawn carriage makes a tooth-aching sound when it walks on the uneven road.

Moqiu's brows were furrowed, and he turned a blind eye to the way out that countless ordinary people could see.

"Squeak~squeak~"

The bumps are getting heavier and heavier, as if trying to throw people off the carriage, and the road, full of illusions and ravines, is so difficult that it can't help but make people upset.

"Squeak~squeak~"

The sound became more and more frequent, the jolting and shaking became more and more violent, and the road surface rose and fell like a wave.

At one point, bang!

The carriage stopped.

Murky leaped out of the carriage and looked at the wheels that had sunk into the pit.

This road, the further you go, the more uneven it is, usually no one repairs and takes care of it, although it is a majestic avenue, but it is inaccessible, and it is not easy to walk after all.

"Giant."

Gong looked at the carriage stuck in the pit ashamedly, "Blame me for not controlling it well." ”

"This road is already difficult to walk, how can it be counted on people?" Moqiu shook his head disappreciatively, stretched out his hand, and dragged the carriage up.

But one of the wheels has cracked, and it seems that there is no way to continue using it.

"It's a pity."

Gong was a little distressed, a good carriage, if a wheel was broken halfway, he couldn't continue to move forward.

"What a pity?"

Moqiu disagreed with him, "Although this place is inaccessible, it is not necessarily uninhabited, but few people go." The carriage was broken, but the man was not. Leave the frame here, and when it is winter, if someone comes, it can also be used to warm the firewood, which may not be able to attract crowds by the light of the fire, and it is also a good thing. ”

Gong was stunned, and then said, "But we can only walk on our legs!" ”

"Let's go!"

Moqiu said: "What, being my disciple, have I wronged you?" ”

"Not really!"

Gong got out of the carriage, untied the reins, and dragged the horse to follow in Murqiu's footsteps, walking slowly on the bumpy road.

The chirping of the cicadas began to thinn, and occasionally a little shade of light and shadow cast between the branches and leaves of the tall trees loomed over them.

It can't soothe the heat of summer, but it can also bring a little coolness.

As he walked, Gong suddenly called, "Master Mo? ”

"Huh?"

Moqiu replied and glanced at Gong.

Most of the time, this disciple will call him a giant, which represents absolute followers and recognition.

Whenever I call the ink master, I just have a question to ask.

"Originally."

Gong lowered his head, and his voice seemed to come from a very long distance, "When we went to Yuzhou, there were a total of one hundred and eighty ink masters. We lost nearly half of them, got a little fairy fate, and stopped a catastrophe that could continue to expand. Later, you gave the immortal fate to Emperor Zongming in exchange for the stability of the land of Yuzhou.

However, only a year has passed.

Emperor Zongming did not restrain after getting the immortal fate, but pursued the immortal traces more and more, and the Immortal Palace of Longevity harmed countless people. The land of Yuzhou did not settle down because of this, and the White Lotus Sect made waves there and raised an anti-flag. You couldn't bear it anymore and killed Emperor Zongming again."

Gong lowered his head, and there seemed to be a light and fire shaking in his eyes.

The wind was blowing in the sky, and the white clouds finally blocked the blazing sun for the time being.

"But I always think that we have lost so many people in the first place, and we have guarded the morality in our hearts. Why is it that everything is not going for the better, but for the worse? The real damned people didn't die, but ours people will never get up again. ”

Gong didn't dare to look at Moqiu, his eyes followed the shadows, looked up at the sky, and said, "I can't help but think!" Are we on the wrong track? In fact, can you take another path? ”

"Keep your head down."

Suddenly, Murphy said.

Then he jumped lightly, avoiding the trap on the ground—I don't know which hunter had left it here, the trap used for hunting, after a long time, but a trap is a trap, and it is always unpleasant to bump into it.

"You have to look up, and you can't help but look at the road under your feet, right?"

Murphy stood firm and continued, "I told you that the best is the greater, and the worst is the worst. The greatest benefit in this world is the benefit of the world. The least harm is the unintentional harm. Great profits are not always there, and there is always no shortage of unintentional harms. Therefore, a gentleman should do something and not do something.

It may become an unintentional harm, and we must do everything we can to avoid it. If we have the opportunity to become the benefit of the world, we must do our best to fight for it. ”

He stopped, dismantled the trap, and continued on his way forward.

"It is the old gentleman who is nothing less than a little bit of a faint and makes a torch into a sun. The incident in Yuzhou did cause heavy losses to the Mo people. But after this incident, the number of ink scholars also expanded to three thousand, more than ten times more than at the beginning. This is passed down from generation to generation!

As for what happened after that, how can you blame yourself? At that time, there was no better choice, could it be that after a full meal today, you have to blame yourself for eating so many meals in the past? Wouldn't it be nice to just eat today's full meal? Where in the world is there such a truth? ”

The steady footsteps fell on the ground, leaving shallow thin and broad footprints, as if a gust of wind could wipe them out, and as if the years were polished, they were still so clearly visible.

Those who have the most ideals and beliefs always rush to the front and fall first.

Money will flow to those who are not short of money, love will flow to those who are not lacking in love, and death will always flow to those who are not afraid of death.

So much so that it seems that all efforts have come to naught, leaving only a few heroic figures in the world, circulating between words and words.

But that doesn't mean everything doesn't make sense.

It's hard to see the night, but there are always people who use it as a torch.

When the sun is shining, there will always be white clouds.

Since ancient and modern times, there are many people who love the world, and few people who love the common people.

Those who love the world and are born here, and those who have not come out of ink!

"But."

Gong looked down at the road under his feet and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid that one day, one day, all the ink masters will fall. Even Master Mo, you can no longer lead future generations to move forward, will anyone really inherit the morality we pursue? In the world, will anyone recognize us? ”

"Hah"

Moqiu laughed and laughed with relief: "What are you afraid of no one in the world?" Although there is no one in the world, Mozi's saying still exists! ”

For a long time, as a martial arts master, and even a giant of the Mo family, Moqiu rarely showed anything different, and his requirements for himself were more assiduous and strict than those of Mo, and he never saw half of his arrogance.

It seems that in him, you will never see the "superiority" that normal people will have, the kind of ambition and expectation that must prove that you are extraordinary.

And at this time, he finally revealed the tip of the iceberg that has always been hidden but has been revealed, the corner of the mind that has the world and measures the world.

Even if there is no one in the world anymore, his words will live on forever!

It's not because of how great he is, it's because he's always on the right path, steadfast, and his heart doesn't change!

The doctrine of the Mo family may be hidden, the Mo man may die, and he will definitely turn to dust, but what does it matter?

This world, I have come, I have tried, my words, will always remain in this deep land of love!

Time changes, the cycle of heavenly principles, do not change their hearts!

There will always be descendants, wipe away the dust of the years, be able to get a glimpse of the fragrant brilliance that may have been sealed for a long time, and then use the afterglow of the predecessors to maintain the morality of the world!

Gong was stunned and muttered: "There is no one in the world, Zi Mozi's words are still there?!" ”

Moqiu nodded affirmatively and said: "There is no one in the world, Zi Mozi's words are still there!" ”

Gong stopped, and there was a look of great pain on his face.

"Master Mo, but we can't save everyone."

Gong felt that every breath was so difficult, and following such a man always made people feel ashamed of themselves unconsciously, and there seemed to be a scorching sun in a trance.

The sun has been clearly blocked by the white clouds, and the scorching heat has come again?

"Who let you save everyone?"

Moqiu glanced at him in surprise, "Do you really think of yourself as an immortal who helps the common people?" It's that there is no Mo family, is it possible that everyone will not live? The people of the world have the way of life of the people of the world, where must someone need to save it?

We're just trying to make them live better, better. What's going on with you today, you didn't have so many thoughts about self-disturbance before. ”

Gong trembled and took out a letter from his bosom, and the sadness on his face became more and more intense.

Ink took it and opened it.

Breathing seemed to stop.

In the late spring and early summer of the 37th year of Zongming, after Zhang Qihan defeated Daqing, he carried the coffin and fought to the death in Xiongguan, Yuzhou, and finally lost to the Four-Nation Alliance, and died in the city.

The big green soldiers and horses entered the city and did not seal the sword for ten days.

There is no count of casualties.

According to time calculations, Yuzhou Xiongguan has been broken for more than two months.

This belated letter, across thousands of mountains and rivers, was finally delivered to him.

There was no expression on Moqiu's face, he just asked with a trembling voice, "When did you receive this letter?" ”

Since Gongshang entered the prison, it has always been Gong who has been helping to take care of the Mo family's intelligence network.

All kinds of news are also screened by Gong before they are sent to him, which can save a lot of time.

"Emperor Zongming summoned you to the night of your birthday." Gong whispered.

That day, he ran to see the ink master soaking wet, and what he saw was the countless letters in the ink master's hands and the indescribable sadness on the ink master's face.

In this world's affairs, how can you let Master Mo carry it alone?

He didn't hand over the letter.

"What else is there to hide from me?"

Moqiu looked at Gong, and his gaze seemed to have a thousand weights, making Gong involuntarily stiffened, as small as dust.

"I didn't inform your friend of his departure." Gong paused, and then said.

"Why!"

The anger in Murphy's eyes grew thicker.

"Of course, I can inform him, and he will say that he will save the ink man and take our people with him. However, as far as I know, he also has a doctor who is in the hospital and has a very good relationship. The physician had married and had children, and his children had married and had children.

We can trick him away, how can we take that physician away? Take the doctor away, should his children be taken away as well? If the child is taken away, the relatives should not be taken away. Endless, with only resentment. ”

Gong lowered his head again, "Master Mo, we can't save everyone. What you do, he may not understand. I was even worried that he ran one step ahead to inform. The ink can be sacrificed, why can't others? If you want to do great things, how can you be safe and secure everywhere without any involvement? ”

"So- you want them to die together?!"

Murchu looked at him with an uncontrollable disappointment in his eyes.

This is one of his most optimistic disciples!

"I" Gong wanted to say something.

But it doesn't have to be.

Moqiu's body was like a meteor, and he rushed towards the location of the imperial capital.

Every step of the burly giant leaves a clear mark on the ground.

When the imperial capital was in sight, he saw a fast horse galloping towards him, and on the back of the horse was an ink man unknown to outsiders.

"Giant?!"

The ink man who had just left the imperial capital couldn't stop being surprised when he saw Moqiu, which was rushing like a comet hitting the moon.

"What's the matter?"

Murky came to his side, "Speak! ”

"Gong asked me to stay there, and when I heard the news of your success, I told your friend to leave. As a result, when I received the news and rushed to the small courtyard, the forbidden army had already besieged it. Later, Princess Lin of Yuwang's Mansion walked in, and later, for some reason, the forbidden army had already withdrawn. The ink man said.

"Evacuated?"

Murchu paused.

"That's right! It's really all evacuated, and there isn't even a secret outpost! The ink man nodded repeatedly.

Mo Qiu looked at the battle report of Yuzhou in his hand, and then looked at the imperial capital that was already in sight.

Brother, when I come back, I will take time out and ask you to drink and apologize.

(End of chapter)