Liu Zai shook his head very seriously: "I think it's up to me whether I'm a hero or not." But the world often judges a person only by what he has done, and I don't mean it's bad. Liu Xuande can make a character like Guan Erye Zhuge Kongming do his best for a lifetime, whether he is a big hero or not, some people say that he is a hypocrite, some people say that he is a true gentleman, whether he is a true gentleman or not, only he knows. Even if he is really a hypocrite, pretending to be a gentleman all his life, he is real, the world talks about heroes, only looking at what he does, how can anyone really care about his morality, and the one who is entangled in this is the one who raises the bar. ”

"So, I'm not a hero, you are. At best, I'm someone who's interested in being a hero within my means. ”

"Do you deserve to be a hero out of interest?" muttered Mao Jingqin.

"Let's not talk about that, let's talk about what happened to you later, how did you fall into the rift?"

Mao Jingqin slowly recounted what had happened with grief on her face, including the masked man's hot hand killing Captain Jiang and Master Yasi, and distracting them by falling into the valley in order to allow the others to escape smoothly.

Liu Zai listened quietly and said, "You said that the masked man made a kind of fiery and domineering martial arts, isn't that so?" After speaking, a foot-long flame rose from his hand, and the air under the high temperature twisted.

Mao Jingqin nodded, "Yes, as soon as that person made a move, I felt that it was very similar to the method you used when you grilled fish." ”

Liu Zai said: "Then I know who you have met." The next time you meet, I'll kill him for you. ”

The incomparably plain and casual tone is like killing a weak chicken, swallowing out boundless domineering.

Mao Jingqin said calmly: "No need, we already owe you a lot of favors." This is a matter for our troops, tell me who they are, and the national army will naturally get justice for them. ”

Liu Zai said: "Don't you want to owe me any more favors?"

Mao Jingqin didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, Liu Zai had never seen her have such a stubborn side, as if he knew her on the first day, perhaps, he really never knew everyone he knew.

Liu Zai even had some doubts about whether his life in the past 20 years or so was muddy, neither known nor known.

"That person is nicknamed the Huoyun Evil God, his name is Xicheng Weiyang, a congenital master, and he is a messenger of the future church, so this time it seems that the high table will be a mantis catching cicadas, and a yellow finch will come in the future. You may not have heard of this church organization, but the top of the state should know about it. Liu Zai said casually.

Mao Jingqin stood still and saluted, "Thank you, on behalf of the Huaxia Scientific Expedition Bureau, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks and sincere respect to Mr. for his help in carrying out our mission. ”

Liu Zai said in his heart, what a sincere respect. But he joked: "According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, girl, you have to make a promise." ”

Mao Jingqin looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Life can be returned, but the body can't be lightly." ”

With an awe-inspiring expression, Liu Zai immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing again, and he almost gave himself a big mouth.

I don't know why, he wasn't a prodigal son, but since he reunited with Mao Jingqin, there is always a little beast in his chest ready to move, well, it's not the one that destroys the world, it's the other one.

This feeling is like a bitter little dick silk who has achieved fame after many years, and when she meets the goddess again, there is a desire to show her success with her, like a peacock with only the screen open, expecting her to find the hair on her tail and then show a stunning expression, if she hasn't recognized herself for a while, it will be even cooler, and when her eyes are shining, it suddenly reveals that you are the old reason that she has never looked at one of her eyes, and when she is stunned and stunned, she gets extreme psychological comfort, and many dicks are so fantastical。

It's a dick.

From this point of view, Liu Zai has not yet left the category of the declining boy of Dick, of course, after more than 20 years of obscurity, he suddenly practiced peerless martial arts within half a year, and became a person who can wear a mask and pretend to be forced in front of the old man who may have forgotten himself, listening to her as a gentleman and hero, as if there had never been a passer-by in the past 20 years.

"Do you think that making a joke like this can show that you are of high grade, what a dick. Liu Zai scolded himself again in his heart, and suppressed the little beast that was about to move into the abyss of his heart.

But another voice came out of my heart, like a demon's whisper.

"One day, you will want the world to remember you, and you no longer need vulgar jokes and pretend to be cold to show your presence. You stand there, or even stand there, so that the whole world has to think about your will. ”

Shaking off these strange thoughts that suddenly popped up, Liu Zai said to Mao Jingqin: "By the way, I still have something for you to take a look at this place." ”

Mao Jingqin was already a little accustomed to Liu Zheng's unpredictable personality, and he didn't resist when he heard the words, and let him grab his hands.

In her opinion, this hero is obviously "not deeply involved in the world", but he must not be a bad person.

Liu Zai took Mao Jingqin all the way to Pingdushui, and after a while, he came to a place with a cliff against the mountains and rivers, and the cliff was crossed, which was a good place to camp.

Although Mao Jingqin is a military doctor, after all, he has participated in the scientific expedition for so long, and his eyes are very sharp, and he can see at a glance that this place was inhabited a long time ago, and even built a simple stone stove with stones.

"Someone has stayed here. ”

Liu Zai nodded, "Yes, guess who it will be." ”

"How can I guess that the situation is at least a few hundred years ago, maybe it is a senior master who lives in seclusion here, and the life is really very primitive. Mao Jingqin picked up a crude pottery bowl and looked at it over and over, muttering in her heart that this bowl was made of clay, it seems that the people who live here are not comfortable, even small objects such as pots and pans have to be fabricated, not like seclusion but like survival in the wilderness, and the option of the predecessor has been quietly crossed out in his heart.

"Think about it again, this is an almost deified figure who has left his name in history, and orthodox historical circles have even been debating whether he exists or not. He was plagued by cold and poison since he was a child, and it was judged that he would die before he reached adulthood......"

A bolt of lightning shot into Mao Jingqin's mind, and she blurted out: "Zhang Wuji! This is actually the valley where Zhang Wuji finally cured the cold poison after five years of hiding from the world recorded in Professor Zha Liangyong's book!!"

Liu Zai praised, "It's so smart, Professor Zha Liangyong's works are basically true, but even he can't imagine that this is not a hidden valley, but a small world outside the world." Once this place has been verified by the national scientific research department, it is enough to become ironclad evidence in the archaeological community, which proves that Professor Zha Liangyong is right, martial arts exist, and Zhang Wuji exists. ”

Mao Jingqin stared at it for a while, and suddenly remembered something, "You want to make this place public! Isn't this your secret base?"

Liu Zai sighed and said: "Which secret base will not turn into a chaotic development site in the end, and the vacant land and back mountain where the cement pipes are placed in Doraemon can exist for a few years?"

He looked directly into Mao Jingqin's eyes, "Making this place public can prove that Mr. Jin Yong is right, which is very important to me." ”

Liu Zai's tone was very solemn, this was something he had been thinking about for a long time.

Zhang Wuji, Yang Guo, Jing and Xiao Feng, this series of names shine in the depths of history, but they are submerged in the invisible and are not recognized by the world.

He wants to truly make the existence of the cultivation civilization public, and let the orthodox historical community officially accept the history of martial arts.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the existence of the Chongyang Secret Realm was really sensitive and he had witnessed the bloodshed on the ancestor worship day, Liu Zai would even have the urge to make the Chongyang Secret Realm public to the world.

"You want ordinary people to know about the existence of cultivators as well. Mao Jingqin Bingxue was smart and quickly figured out Liu Zheng's intentions.

"Yes. Liu Zai nodded.

In addition to the fact that the era of the end of the law is approaching, it is necessary for human beings to know the truth of the existence of cultivators, and also for his own consideration, after all, he is not an orphan who has died in martial arts, he was just an ordinary boy in the first twenty years or so, although he has undergone a transformation physically and mentally now, but the past is not so easy to give up, and he will eventually return to society.

If Liu Zheng wants to return to society, the only way to survive is to hide himself, not to be noticed by the crowd, not to be noticed by the state, and occasionally to wear a mask like a superhero in the comics.

This is also the embarrassing scene faced by all cultivators living in the human world after the cultivators gradually withdrew from the highest decision-making level of the human race from the era of ancient immortals, to the peak after the rise of modern scientific civilization, and cultivators did not even dare to show their skills in front of ordinary people.

From the book burning pit Confucianism during the Qin Shi Huang period, the "Historical Records" during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, to the Yongle Emperor's revision of the "Yongle Canon", and Qianlong's revision of the "Siku Quanshu", all of them deliberately concealed the traces left by the Jianghu martial arts in the history of their home and country.

Why is it forbidden to use martial arts, and why have the orthodox historical circles tried to erase the influence of cultivators on human civilization for thousands of years?

The struggle for power and class is only one aspect, after all, from the end of the law era to the present, when the era of science and technology has reached its peak, cultivators have long been no longer a threat to the regime.

A congenital strongman, moving out a few machine guns is just a target, after all, a monster like Liu Zheng has not appeared for thousands of years.

However, cultivators are still completely isolated sociologically, and all cultivators living in society try their best not to let the people around them know that they are cultivators.

Human beings are the most exclusive species, and different languages can make the same nation stranger, not to mention the huge gap between cultivators and ordinary people.

This is the mourning of blood without blood barriers.

Countless lessons from history have taught Liu Zheng that the best way to eliminate differences is to understand integration.

If he wants to break the game, this is the first step he must take.

To do one thing, especially a far-reaching thing, the first step is especially important, the first step should not be too big, but it must be steady.

He didn't know that the high-level leaders of various countries had a tacit understanding to conceal the existence of cultivators, and it was extremely reasonable to consider all aspects of social stability and harmony, after all, cultivators were mostly restless people, and they were hidden dangers in the prosperous era.

From the remnants of the tomb robbers of several high-table meetings and Starry Night, Liu Zai learned that most of the cultivators outside the Chongyang Secret Realm were divided into two categories. One is to hold together in the form of family associations and other organizations, and use cultivation to obtain capital status in society. The other type is cultivators who have no power to back, most of them are mercenaries and other characters, making money in places like Africa and the Middle East, money for human lives, or wandering around like Liu Zheng now.

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