Although there is a lot of water in the rumors of the villagers, this Fuji Mountain is indeed a very ancient battlefield site.

As for how old it is, Meng Juntong thinks that there may not be any records in the relevant historical books of this era.

The high priest of Vena called it ancient, but the Holy Maiden of Yunzhu called it a flood famine.

At that time, there was no Jedi celestial communication, and the gods could travel to and from the human world at will, and the Netherworld had not yet been expelled to the underworld.

However, the war that the people say is not necessarily the war of the ancient times, after all, the years have changed, this Fuji Mountain is located at the junction of Qi and Wei, and there are even five or six small countries bordering on the area of Fuji Mountain in the Warring States Period.

Because of this, the war here has not stopped for thousands of years.

Someone once said that if the bones of the dead in this volcanic mountain were piled up, they might be able to raise this volcanic mountain a few feet higher, but this is by no means alarmist.

Even if you just walk casually in the mountains, and you grind the ground with your toes, you will most likely run out a skeleton or step out a few ribs.

The outer mountain road is relatively easy to walk because there are often hunters and woodcutters entering the mountain.

It was almost dusk, and the group of three finally walked into the deepest part of the Fuji Mountain Range.

At this point, the deeper you go, the shallower the traces of the living person's activities become.

It is not difficult to see the taboo of the locals against this land.

"Master," Bai Yu had just adapted to the atmosphere of walking in the deep mountains and old forests at the moment, and finally relaxed a little: "Master, isn't there an official road on the side of Fuji Mountain, which allows us to go around, and there are stagecoaches on the official road, which is much faster than walking on the mountain road." ”

Meng Juntong smiled and rubbed Bai Yu's head: "If you take a post carriage anywhere, is this still called walking the rivers and lakes?"

Bai Yu raised her head and looked puzzled: "Then what is walking in the rivers and lakes?" she gave Meng Juntong a rhetorical question.

Meng Juntong was slightly asked, what is the real walking in the rivers and lakes, she didn't seem to have figured it out herself.

Like the previous swordsman ranger and boxing master, they started to fight without saying a word, and that feeling seemed to be much heavier.

But is it true that the rivers and lakes must be fought and killed.

Those businessmen who travel from south to north and deal with all kinds of people, aren't they running the rivers and lakes?

Those students who travel to study are reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, aren't they walking the rivers and lakes?

Those streets and alleys, taverns and teahouses, like a river, and the storytellers who talk endlessly, the rivers and lakes in their mouths are not another kind of rivers and lakes.

In the streets and alleys, the people in the market, who is not in this river and lake.

Thinking of this, Meng Juntong slowly raised his head and looked into the distance: "The rivers and lakes are far away and very close. ”

Xiang Ming turned his head and looked at this yellow-haired girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and suddenly said such a sentence in an old-fashioned manner, and laughed out loud on the spot: "Miss Meng, if this is said by my Uncle An, I think it is a bit appropriate, but you have only walked out of the rivers and lakes for a few years, and you are here with a long sigh, it is really ......"

Speaking of this, Xiang Ming didn't finish his words, and shook his head with a smile on his face.

Meng Juntong furrowed his brows and asked, "What is it, tell me what to say." ”

Xiang Ming shook his head: "I won't say it, otherwise you will be unhappy again." ”

Meng Juntong crossed his hands on his hips, and said in his heart, You already knew that I would be unhappy, what are you doing with this talk, now that you are halfway through the words, you stopped talking again, is it possible that this girl will be happy?

Looking at Meng Juntong's appearance, it was like if he didn't say it, don't think about it, Xiang Ming had to sigh and said: "Miss Meng, don't you think, you don't look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young girl." When we first met, you weren't like that. ”

Meng Juntong was stunned, and the first time he met Xiang Ming, it was still in the small streets and alleys of Yangguan Town.

At that time, she inadvertently revealed her wealth, and asked others to target the Qingfeng Sword in her hand. The local ruffian Liu Ji wanted to force himself to go to Yangguan Taishou Mansion, so he united with the underworld masters in Yangguan Town to use Qiang.

Although that time was because Xue Ding intervened in time to help Meng Juntong get out.

However, Xiang Ming noticed Meng Juntong's qi at that time, with Meng Juntong's momentum at that moment, as long as that martial artist dared to step within four feet of Meng Juntong's body, he would inevitably be broken by his punch.

"Miss Meng, to be honest, that's the attitude you should have at your age. Dare to think and dare to do everything, don't take care of so much, you look at you now, everything is tied, there are many concerns, there are many thoughts, everything wants to argue black and white, clear right and wrong, but how can there be so many black and white right and wrong in this world. ”

Meng Juntong felt that what Xiang Ming said was wrong, and retorted: "Right is right, wrong is wrong, how can it be confused." ”

Xiang Ming smiled and didn't mind: "Then if a good person has done something wrong, and a bad person has done something good, how should you judge? You may ensure that your judgment is fair and does not carry any personal emotions." ”

"Of course you can!" right or wrong, right thing or wrong person!" Meng Juntong replied with great certainty.

Although Xiang Ming still had a smile on his face, the smile was no longer there: "If I tell you that your eldest brother Xue Ding has also done great evil, can you believe it? Or when you see him again, are you willing to ask him for a right and wrong?"

Meng Juntong was stunned, when she heard this, her first reaction was how could Brother Xue Ding do something evil, he was obviously a hero.

But soon she thought of what Xiang Ming said earlier, good people will do bad things, and bad people will do good things.

Seeing that Meng Juntong was silent, Xiang Ming smiled: "It's just about things, these four words are easy to say, I'm afraid that even those high-ranking school palace saints can't do it, otherwise this world of great controversy will not be like this." ”

Meng Juntong clenched his fists violently and said loudly: "Could it be that you can only use swords, fists, bloodshed and life to reason with others?"

This time Xiang Ming was silent, there is actually no reason for a person like him to talk about, after all, from the moment he was born, the Xiang family is just a knife in the hands of the Dachu royal family, if you ask right and wrong, if you talk about good and evil, I am afraid that their Xiang family will not know from which generation they will die.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became a little tense, and Bai Yu on the side was even more uneasy than when he first entered the mountain before.

Compared with the hysterical fear of mountain spirits and ghosts, she is obviously more afraid of the unprovoked quarrels of the people around her.