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There are sub-teachings:
The snow is crying in the sky, the wind is urgent, and the sound of hooves on the ground is hitting at night.
The head of the yellow dog village barked and was shocked to hear that there was a chorus on all sides.
This crooked poem, if not written in another way, is exactly the scene outside the Nanchang Mansion in the Yuan Dynasty, when a manor was late at night.
This village is called Yejiazhuang, the owner of the village Ye Yuanwai, is the Nanchang area, the famous martial arts tycoon, people give the nickname "wind to see sorrow".
It means that this person moves the sword very quickly, and once the sword momentum is deployed, even Feng'er will be ashamed to see it.
With his family martial arts and knowing how to communicate with others, Ye Yuanwai has saved a family business for the eldest in the past twenty or thirty years, and he is also a well-known rich man in the Nanchang Mansion.
This night the snow was strong and the wind was high, and everyone in the village was in the room to avoid the cold.
Ye Yuanwai is no exception, he was in the courtyard of the third concubine, drank a few glasses of wine, and was waiting to rest, when he suddenly heard the dog barking at the head of the village, faintly came, and after a while, the dogs in the village were barking urgently.
Ye Yuanwai had something in his heart, and when he heard the dog's barking, he jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, took off the long sword on the wall, and pushed the door open.
Whew, the wind swept the snowflakes into the room, and the temperature in the house plummeted.
The third aunt was so cold that she shivered, hugged the quilt and shouted: "Master, in such a cold day, how can you grow well if your body bones are frozen?" If there is a lot of movement, call people to take care of it, that is. β
Ye Yuanwai waved his hand, meaning to let the woman shut up, twist her eyebrows, poke her head, and listen carefully.
I only heard the wind and snow howling, and there was a faint sound of horses' hooves shaking the ground, gradually approaching.
Immediately, a sharp sound startled Zhuang Nan.
Then, on the east, west, and north sides, there are all Ming Di responses!
Ye Yuanwai's face changed greatly.
The so-called Ming Di is to sound the arrow, the arrow, there are three small holes drilled in the arrow, once shot, it will send out a sharp whistle, the sharp soldier in the army, often in this way to transmit the message, indicate the location.
Now there is a sound of chirping on all sides, and it is obvious that this Zhuangzi is surrounded by enemies on all sides.
As for who came to encircle the village and why they wanted to encircle the village, looking at Ye Yuan's expression, he obviously knew it.
Therefore, he didn't think about luck, glanced back at the concubine, and left.
The concubine also sensed that something was wrong at this time, and exclaimed, "Master, what's going on?" Hugh is going to abandon the slave family......"
However, what does Ye Yuan care about? A puff of smoke walked back to his wife's courtyard.
At this time, in a small Buddhist hall, the wife and two sons were already dressed neatly, each with a wrap on their backs, holding a sword, and a seven-year-old third child, who was held in the arms of a sturdy servant.
Ye Yuanwai hurriedly stepped in and said hurriedly: "Madam, something has happened!" The officers and soldiers have surrounded Zhuangzi, and we will leave quickly. β
Mrs. Ye was also unambiguous, and pushed open the offering table in front of the Buddha statue, revealing a dark and swarthy authentic entrance.
A few members of the family, even the servant woman holding the child, were speechless and went down the tunnel one after another.
Ye Yuanwai walked at the end and pulled the offering table back as it was, at this time, the sound of horses' hooves, the laughter, and the cries and shouts of the villagers and servants had already resounded.
After a stick of incense, the manor is two miles away.
The snow moved on the ground, and then a plank was lifted to reveal a hole.
Mrs. Ye jumped onto the ground, looked left and right, and stretched out her hand to pull her son and servant woman one after another.
Ye Yuanwai also jumped to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw that his manor had been lit with a raging fire, and the sound of laughter and crying came through the wind and snow.
Ye Yuanwai's eyes flashed with a touch of unbearability, shook his head and sighed: "Let's go, let's go, as long as your family is fine." β
Mrs. Ye kept a straight face from beginning to end, and only then did she sigh at this moment, looked at the young son in the servant's arms, and said sadly: "It's okay to burn down the farmhouse, it's just that San'er is seriously ill and has a high fever, so he can survive running away with you and me, the weather is cold, how can he survive?" β
Ye Yuanwai's eyes were slightly red, and he sighed: "In such a world, it is not easy to be a living person, and it depends on this child's own life." β
After only a few words, the husband and wife closed their mouths, lowered their heads, braved the wind and snow, and fled into the distance.
But they didn't notice that in the servant's arms, the little child who had been closing his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled twice, as if he couldn't bear the cold, and slowly opened his eyes.
W-Where is this?
Ye Guhong looked confused.
Ye Guhong, whose real name is Ye Hong, is a martial arts enthusiast from later generations.
Since the age of ten, he begged his parents to enroll in a martial arts class for him, and after more than ten years, he never left his hands, and later went to work and had an income.
At the age of twenty-five, due to broken love, Ye Hong had a brain twitch for a while and changed his name to Ye Guhong.
Sounds like Ye Gucheng's younger brother.
It is also since this year that with the pervasiveness of the self-media, the mystery of Chuanwu has disappeared, and all new martial artists who practice modern fighting techniques have rushed to join the camp of exposing Chuanwu.
And those old martial artists who are not good at fighting but only good at telling stories have also fallen into the sand one after another, deducing scenes of farce.
Some of them didn't flash, and some of them had too slippery soles, so they knocked them down and rolled all over the ground and struggled.
That is to say, after two or three years of hard work, the word "martial arts" has basically fallen to the point where everyone shouts and beats.
Ye Guhong was angry and unwilling to do this, and he was excited for a while, so he simply opened an account, did live broadcasts, and made videos, and soon received various challenges from anti-counterfeiters.
However, Ye Gucheng's younger brother is not blowing.
won seven games in a row in three months, the number of fans on the account skyrocketed, and the word "Ye Guhong" became a banner in the martial arts world.
After all, the essence of martial arts is speed, strength and skill.
Ye Guhong was a fighter, and he really loved martial arts, and he was willing to practice hard, and many others needed opponents to perform tricks, but he could integrate into actual combat, and his strength should not be underestimated.
At least for the average cyber martial artist, it's not easy to clean him up.
But under the temptation of huge traffic, there was finally a real professional martial arts person who couldn't help but go down in person, and there was capital to add fuel to the fire, inviting Ye Guhong to go to a foreign country to fight a cage fight.
Ye Guhong deliberately watched the video of that person's actual combat and clearly recognized that he was not an opponent.
But at this time, he was praised as the face of the martial arts world, and it was difficult to ride a tiger, and the other was that he usually flew with goods, and he also had interests that were difficult to give up.
In short, voices from all sides have not allowed him to retreat.
This is probably people in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.
The 27-year-old Ye Guhong, just like Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, failed to break the temptation of fame and fortune.
Even if you know that this battle is dangerous, you have to use yourself as a bargaining chip and put it on the table.
What if you win? After all, there is inevitably a case in everything.
Then, Ye Gucheng, who fell under the dazzling light, was ...... after a whirlwind
Welcome a soul piercing ticket and become a member of the starting point crossing army.
Eyes closed and opened.
The sky is full of snow.
What I noticed immediately was heavy breathing and violent vibrations.
Ye Guhong raised his head and found himself in the arms of a woman.
The woman was dressed in ancient costume, in her thirties, with an ordinary appearance, a stout figure, and her eyebrows were full of fear, and she was running desperately with him in her arms.
Ye Guhong turned his head to look around, and there were three men and one woman: a middle-aged man, two young people, and a middle-aged woman, all four of whom were holding long swords in their hands, looking depressed, and only worried about burying their heads in the road.
Seeing this, Ye Guhong had a bad premonition in his heart.
In addition to practicing martial arts over the years, he has watched movies and novels, and he can roughly judge his situation.
First of all, I should have pierced the soul of a child in ancient times.
Secondly, the group of people he belongs to is so embarrassed, I am afraid that there is a risk of annihilation in the blink of an eye.
Sure enough, within a moment, a horse's hooves from far and near, and then the sound of swishing through the air was shocked in the wind and snow.
Archery! The enemy is armed with a crossbow!
Ye Guhong's heart sankββ
No matter what dynasty, bows and crossbows and armor are absolutely taboo, and the forces that can use bows and crossbows on a large scale are by no means general.
"Sister-in-law Song, you take San'er and leave!"
The middle-aged man shouted, turned around and drew his sword, and the other two men and one woman also drew their long swords and swung them and fired arrows.
"Dog Tartar! My surname is Ye and I fought with you today! β
There were also shouts from the rear, which seemed to be giving orders.
Mongol!
Ye Guhong's heart was tight again, although he couldn't understand the specific meaning, he could hear that it was Mongolian.
So did you come to the end of the Song Dynasty, or the Yuan Dynasty, or the end of the Ming Dynasty?
Ye Guhong frowned.
Either way, it's not good news.
He only hoped that those men and women, who were about his own family, would be able to defeat these pursuers.