Sudden changes have a great impact on ordinary people and monks. Those Gu Ze, whose names are not necessarily known by most people, reappeared, and the people of a place had the greatest impact. Originally, my ancestors had been farmers for hundreds or even hundreds of years, but one day suddenly there was a Daze in front of the door, how long would it take to become a fisherman?

Now even if he has that heart, he doesn't have that strength, and the big monks are returning to their hometowns one after another.

On the way to travel, it seems that there is never a lonely person, there will be a person on the road today, even if he leaves tomorrow, there will be another person the day after tomorrow.

No, there is another little girl next to Zhang Muliu, and she has an uncle's.

After Huaishui, the climate will be different immediately, Zhang Muliu slept for three months, and now it is October. Beidi is going out in thick clothes at this time, although it is not the Jiangnan of the serious world, it is still a little hot.

It seems that Zhang Muliu is very easy to miss many things in a big dream, and now it may be very difficult to celebrate his birthday with his mother! Help Qiao Yushan deliver a letter? When he arrives in Kunshan, he will go back by himself!

There was Zhuolu in front of her, and Mo Miaomiao smiled very little along the way, unless Zhang Muliu allowed You Fang to fly around with her, she would have some smiles.

One day after a heavy rain, many earthworms crawled out of the road, and the ground was all over the ground. After the little girl accidentally stepped on one, she was killed and couldn't walk, so she had to be carried by Zhang Muliu on her back or by Youfang.

Zhang Muliu put the little girl on his shoulders and asked with a smile, "Do you not want to eat fish after seeing a few carp in the creek?"

Mo Miaomiao nodded lightly, afraid that Zhang Muliu would not be able to see her nodding, so she often fell forward, nodded to the young man upside down, and then the little girl said crisply:

"When I saw them jumping around in the water, I didn't dare to eat the fish, I don't know why, I just felt very unbearable. ”

Zhang Muliu laughed and said to the little girl: "So the flowers, fruits and trees are the same? They all grow in the soil and grow on the trees, and it is not easy for them to grow up, so you won't even eat noodles in the future?"

The little girl rested her chin on Zhang Muliu's hair and fell into deep thought. I don't know how long it took, Mo Miaomiao suddenly asked, "Then what will we eat in the future?" I just thought about it for a while, if you say so, then everything is a living thing, and if we eat it, it is equivalent to killing it?"

Han Cheng was the first to ask himself, and this girl was the second. However, this question is very interesting, and Zhang Muliu also fell into deep thought.

Zhang Muliu didn't want to say anything to Mo Miaomiao, everything has its own certainty, because he never paid attention to this. I don't want to tell the little girl, because I want to eat if I'm hungry. I don't want to tell her that they are different from people, people will suffer, they won't, no one knows what it's like to be a flower or tree or a pig, a horse, a cow or a sheep, and then be killed and eaten. So the young man really didn't know how to answer Mo Miaomiao's question, which was much, much more difficult than Han Cheng's question!

After walking for a long time, the little girl did not see the young man answer, so she whispered:

"Does everyone have to be like this?"

Zhang Muliu had to say:

"Everybody has to eat anyway. ”

The little girl sighed, then put her elbow on Zhang Muliu's head, put her hands on her cheeks, and said:

"But uncle, you're a fairy!

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly, shook the little girl on his shoulder, and said aggrievedly:

"Miao Miao, is it okay to make a discussion? Call me brother in the future, don't call me uncle, I'm still very young!"

Mo Miaomiao was amused by Zhang Muliu's words, and swayed her legs and said:

"Mmmm, or if you make me a fish to eat, I'll call Brother Day?"

On this day, Zhang Mu went to a river, took out a fishing rod from the sword token, and really started fishing. It's just that I haven't fished for a long time, and I don't want to use monks' methods, so I haven't caught a single fish for most of the day.

Mo Miaomiao pursed her lips, looking disgusted, and deliberately called an uncle by Zhang Muliu's side.

Zhang Muliu was very helpless, the last time he fished was when he was eleven or twelve years old, and Qiao Lei Qiao Yushan went to a place far away from Xiaozhu Mountain. The river goes all the way down from Xiaozhu Town, and here it joins another river, called Sancha Gorge. After a busy day's work that day, the fish added up by the three people, even if it was kneaded into a ball, was not the size of a steamed bun.

In desperation, he took off his boots and went into the water to fish, and it really paid off, and for most of the hour, he really touched a small grass carp.

Mo Miaomiao saw that Zhang Muliu was going to kill the fish, saying that she was picking up firewood, turned around and ran away, and You Fang swept out and followed aside.

Zhang Muliu sighed, he did this when he was a child. Killing pigs in the village during the Chinese New Year, I liked to watch it when I was very young, and when I grew up, I didn't like it very much. It wasn't because he was afraid of blood, but because when he pulled the pig out of the pigsty, the terrible scream made the young Zhang Muliu a little scared. At that time, I had thought about the same question as Mo Miaomiao, but when I grew up, I still kept eating, and I never found the answer to this question.

By the time the fish is cooked, it's too dark. Zhang Muliu tore a piece of meat, removed the fish bone and handed it to Mo Miaomiao. The little girl took it in her hand and looked at it for a while and still ate it, and when she ate it, she burst into tears, and said to Zhang Muliu:

"Brother, the fish you grilled has the taste of grandpa's cooking. ”

......

After entering Zhuolu City, the young man took the little girl into a tailor's shop, and an old woman who looked very kind asked with a smile, "Do you buy cloth or make clothes?"

Zhang Muliu took out a piece of light blue fabric from his arms and handed it to the old woman.

"Old man, I made clothes for my sister, you look beautiful, I will give you the money, you say how long it will take to get it, I will pick it up when the time comes." It's just that it won't take too long, we have to rush to Jinling. ”

The old man walked up to Mo Miaomiao with a smile, squatted down and looked at it, took a piece of carbon head and scratched a few lines on the ground, and then said with a smile:

"It's not a problem to get the children's clothes, you can come tomorrow at noon. ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, took out a pair of scissors and a wooden box from his baggage, turned his head and saw that the old woman was a little stiff-faced, and hurriedly said:

"Don't be angry, old woman, my material is more valuable, and I need to use these special utensils. I also heard that your old man has the best skills in Zhuolu City, so I found you here. ”

The old woman was a little angry, where did she go to the tailor's shop to bring her own scissors, needlework? Isn't this here to smash the field? It wasn't until she heard the young man say the second half of the story that her face softened.

"Alas, my wife, I have been a tailor all my life, and I have never heard of any material that needs to be cut with a specific pair of scissors and needles. But if you have money, you can get it tomorrow. ”

Zhang Mu apologized repeatedly, and after giving the old man a five-baht coin, he was about to turn around and leave, but the mother-in-law didn't accept it, thinking that she had given too much, and said that if it was spread that her old woman made clothes for people, or brought her own fabric, she would receive a five-baht coin, and no one would come to her to do work after that.

The young man was very helpless, so he had to take back the five-baht coin and give the old woman ten tongbao coins.

Holding Mo Miaomiao's hand and going out for a short distance, the little girl pouted and said, "Liar! When did you go to inquire about the tailor's shop, it was obvious that you just found a random one." ”

Zhang Muliu sighed, and said in his heart that it was really tiring to take care of a child, and it was difficult for the old-timers to raise this child so big!

Chen Xinzuo is two years younger than Zhang Muliu, but the adults of the two families don't interact much, and it is rare for children to play together.

The children in Xiaozhushan used to be divided into many small portals. Adults don't interact much, and children rarely play together. But when it comes to the children of Zhang Muliu's life, I don't know what's wrong, almost all the children in the village play together, and most of the first time they drink is taught by Zhang Muliu.

I heard that Chen Xinzuo found a dart bureau as an apprentice, and he just learned martial arts every day, but he didn't have much work to do. It's just that when the master of the dart bureau accepted him, he said, "three years of learning and two years of service", the first three years teach you skills, you don't need money to eat and drink, and after two years of teaching, all the money earned has to be given to the master.

Where does Chen Xinzuo care about this, saying that it doesn't matter if he eats and lives for ten years.

The game is called Yufeng, and it is very quick to hear the name. I casually found someone to inquire, and I knew the location of the dart game, and I could hear from the person that the door style was still good.

Before entering the city, when he arrived at a crowded place, Mo Miaomiao jumped down by himself and said that he wanted to walk. So there was a young man in white carrying a sword on his back and holding a little girl's hand to hang around in the border city of Liang Kingdom.

Mo Miaomiao is only two or three years younger than Hu Sasa, but it looks too bad. The little girl next to her still looks like a child, but she already has the appearance of a girl. Thanks to herself, she only slept for three months, if she slept for half a year, when Zhang Mu arrived in Hongdu, the little girl might become a big girl. After all, women are nearly twenty-seven, and they are the most able to change their appearance.

Walking to the door of the Imperial Wind Dart Bureau, Zhang Muliu took a look, it was a big house! Although the room was small, the courtyard was very large, so that he could let go of his hands and feet when practicing martial arts.

Chen Xinzuo is also a foundation building monk, and he is a genius for ordinary sects, so he must be very hard to hide!

Zhang Muliu stepped forward and gently knocked on the door, and after a while, a young man opened the door and asked directly:

"Is there anything wrong with the sir?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said: "Looking for Chen Xinzuo, I am his brother." ”

When the young man heard this, he suddenly cried, and the thirteenth and fourteenth young man sobbed: "Why did you come, Senior Brother Chen was seriously injured and has been bedridden for two months. ”

The young man in white frowned suddenly when he heard this, let go of his divine sense and found Chen Xinzuo's room, and rushed in directly.

Mo Miaomiao ran and followed behind and also went in, the moment Zhang Muliu frowned just now, the young man was scared enough, and seeing that the person had already walked in by himself, he hurriedly went to the backyard to find the master.

The young man in white pushed open a door, and a young man was lying on the bed in the room, and a girl was carrying a bowl of medicine to the young man's mouth. After the door opened, both of them turned their heads to look, and a young man in white with a sword on his back frowned.

The young man was stunned for a while, and then Mu Ne spoke:

"Brother Muliu?"

Zhang Muliu stood at the door and said with a serious expression:

"What's going on?"

Chen Xinzuo smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, it's just that I lost a fight and was a little injured." ”

The young man in white said with a straight face: "Do you want to say it?"

The girl on the side said cautiously: "You are Brother Muliu, right?"

Zhang Muwan looked at the girl with a cold look in his eyes. At this time, the little girl in the back tugged at his sleeve and whispered:

"You talk well!"

Zhang Muliu's expression eased at this time

The girl stood up and whispered, "Senior brother, it's because I'm injured, if you want to blame me, blame me." ”

Chen Xinzuo smiled bitterly: "Brother Muliu, don't be like this, you don't care if I'm seriously injured here, just keep a straight face, you can't beat me now!"

Zhang Muliu sighed, threw a pill over, and Chen Xinzuo took it and ate it.

"Even if you run so far, why are you still so seriously injured?"

The girl on the side said: "Brother Muliu, Senior Brother was injured for me, if he doesn't get better, I will always take care of him, don't worry, I will do what I say." ”

Mo Miaomiao walked up to the front and whispered, "Don't be so angry! Who beat Brother Xinzuo, who are we looking for!"

Zhang Muliu said sorry to the girl, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Xinzuo's arm for a while before breathing a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the foundation, but the true qi in the body was seriously depleted, the sea of qi was depleted, and the muscles, bones and organs were not lightly injured, so it looked like the injury was serious.

After eating the elixir given by Zhang Muliu, Chen Xin's left face was a little ruddy, and he could move slightly.

Zhang Muliu glared and said, "What do you move? What I give is the elixir?

Chen Xin smiled and really didn't move.

Zhang Muliu said angrily: "I'll go out and find a few flavored medicines later, and after drinking it, I can breathe by myself, and I can get better faster." ”

Where is there any pill that can be taken when you are seriously injured, it is nothing more than the effect of speeding up recovery. The blow given to her by the little girl's father has not healed yet! This is thanks to the fact that he is a primordial monk.

Someone outside the door said:

"Zhang Gongzi, I didn't protect Xin Zuo well, it's my responsibility as a master. ”

Before Zhang Muliu could speak, Chen Xinzuo said anxiously: "Brother, it's really none of their business, I can't sit idly by when I see someone bullying my junior sister, right?"

Zhang Muliu raised his hand to signal Chen Xinzuo not to speak, and walked out of the door to look at the person who had just spoken. A man in his thirties and five-fifths, dressed neatly and neatly, looks like a person who often walks the rivers and lakes.

"I don't blame you, it's just that my brother is injured, and I always want to know who did it. ”

The middle-aged man is the boss of this wind dart game, and he is also the head of the dart, called Xu Baozhou.

Xu Baozhou took Zhang Muliu to the main hall and asked the apprentice to make tea before he said slowly:

"Zhuolu is just a small city, a county, but because it is the border with the two kingdoms of Qi and Song, there are many garrisons here. A few days ago, the queen mother's nephew came here, and the little girl was unfortunately bumped into by him, so he stalked and wanted to arrest the little girl. In fact, I already knew that Xin Zuo was a monk, and that day he showed his monk skills in order to protect the little girl, but as a result, there were also monks around the person, and Xin Zuo escorted the little girl away, and he was seriously injured.

It's me, the master, who has no ability, can't avenge the apprentice!"

Zhang Muliu smiled a little at this time, and said in his heart that my child in Zhushan is chivalrous, maybe this kid can get a daughter-in-law because of this.

"Mr. Xu doesn't have to blame himself, you are just a person from the rivers and lakes, and you are helpless when you meet a monk, not to mention that you are still the nephew of the Empress Dowager Lu. ”

Xu Baozhou's face was complicated, and finally he said helplessly:

"I know that your cultivation should be very high, and I also know that you are eager to take revenge now, but now that the Queen Mother is in power, it is difficult for one person to defeat the country after all. ”

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Master Xu doesn't have to worry, I know in my heart, you let people hang this sign at the door, if anyone is looking for trouble, I will handle it very easily." ”

As he spoke, he handed out the Sword Marquis token, and Xu Baozhou was shocked.

Zhang Muliu explained:

"Emperor Song gave it, I originally thought it would be useless, but it seems that it can be used now. You just have to rest assured that you can hang it up, even if it causes a dispute between the two countries and makes a fuss, it doesn't matter, I have someone!"

Xu Baozhou smiled bitterly and called an apprentice and asked him to hang the token at the door, since this young man is the Marquis of the Great Song Dynasty, then it is up to him to go.

Zhang Muliu was still happy in his heart, in the end, he was a child of Xiaozhushan.

That Tu Yuan can come in handy now, I found a few herbs and boiled the medicinal soup with Tu Yuan, hundreds of years of Tu Yuan essence, but Chen Xinzuo drank it and was able to go to the ground in a few days, and the internal stasis and muscle pain were still very effective.

In the end, it is a child, Mo Miaomiao has already mingled with Xu Wanhe. While this young lady took care of Chen Xinzuo, she took the little girl around to spread joy.

The boy who opened the door for Zhang Muliu was called Luan Fuchi, which was a good name. The young man in white felt that others had chosen good names. For example, the smiling tiger's Zhan Lin, his friend Shi Jiaming, and Xu Baozhou and Xu Wanhe here, Zhang Muliu thinks they are all excellent names.

The children in their hometown are very casual in their names, but the vine frost is a little interesting.

Luan Fuchi followed beside Brother Zhang, who was carrying a sword, saying that he was helping to boil the medicine, but his eyes kept staring at You Fang behind Zhang Muliu, until Mo Miaomiao ran back and glared at the young man and said, "What are you looking at? That's mine!"

Young people, who don't want to have a sword and a horse!

After coaxing Mo Miaomiao to sleep at night, Zhang Muliu sat next to Chen Xinzuo, looked at Chen Xinzuo, who was smiling but couldn't move, and said softly:

"Chen Shucheng's affairs have nothing to do with your Chen family, why bother always taking it from yourself, even if you help him bear everything, he can't change his temperament. Also, you don't know how to call someone if something happens?"

Chen Xinzuo said helplessly: "It's not that you want to come, and if you can't beat it, you will call someone, it's very bad!"

Zhang Muliu slapped the young man with a smile, and the young man immediately bared his teeth.

"I also had a small injury, I was in a coma for three months, and when I woke up, I rushed to it, but I didn't expect it to be too late. ”

The young man hurriedly asked, "How are you hurting?" You have been in a coma for three months, and you still have it? Alas, you're a big brother, it's so unpleasant. ”

The young man in white scolded with a smile: "You muddy boys and bad girls, do you think I dare not beat you?"

Chen Xin smiled, and after a while, he said to Zhang Muliu: "Brother Muliu, I have thought of a good way to collect information, but I don't know how to do it, can you help me think about it?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and let him speak first, and the young man spoke:

"I thought we could open a shop and spend money to buy other people's stories, what we saw and heard, or some new things, and turn them into paper plates, sell them, and make money and collect news. ”

The young man was also very surprised when he heard this, this idea was very good, so after a little thought, he said:

"Yes, we can try to publish some interesting stories first, or we can write about them in the reading materials with my permission. However, this matter has to start in the Great Song Dynasty first, and it is not convenient for other countries. You can try to write some newly promulgated national policies first, what the big officials have done, of course, these have to ask for the consent of others to write, but in the Song Kingdom, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, your brother and I are a marquis anyway!"

Chen Xinzuo was very happy when he heard this, but he immediately blushed a little, and said softly:

"Is it okay for me to take Wanhe with me then?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "As long as you can have this ability, let the family follow!"

......

In a house, several people in the courtyard were drinking, and a young man on the side said with a smile:

"Childe, I heard that there is a sign of the Marquis of the Song Kingdom hanging at the door of the Imperial Wind Dart Bureau. ”

When the man in brocade heard this, he said disdainfully: "Hang the token of the Song Kingdom in my Liang Kingdom, is he going to rebel?"

After that, everyone in the courtyard laughed, and then a middle-aged man came in from the door and said to the queen mother's nephew:

"Lu Zhongyun, you still have to think clearly, the owner of that brand is the righteous son of the most powerful prince in the Song Kingdom, you had better estimate your weight and his weight. ”

Lu Zhongyun still smiled and said, "Mr. Ma, you are too worried, with you by my side, even if King Xuan comes?"

The middle-aged man known as Mr. Ma shook his head and said no more.

In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhongyun took a team of people to the Wind Dart Bureau early in the morning, and a group of people shouted in front of the door to take Xu Wanhe to be Mrs. Lu Fu, and she looked like a gentleman.

It's just that no one dares to go to the door to take off the sign, and if it doesn't work, it will provoke disputes between the two countries. Although Lu Zhongyun is a straw bag, he also knows some inside information. Nowadays, all countries are busy dealing with floods, especially at the junction of Song and Liang, and there are suddenly a few more Daze, which need to be managed by the two countries. And Yun Mengze and Peng Ze in the territory of Liang State are also going to stabilize it. At this time, if there is a little friction, it is enough for him Lu Zhongyun to drink a pot, and his aunt, who was only in her thirties and became the queen mother, is difficult to give him good fruits.

So a group of people had to stand in the distance and shout, but did not dare to step forward and push the door.

Mr. Ma beside Lu Zhongyun had an extremely ugly face, and he really lost his face to be a guard for this scum who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

After a while, a young man in white with a sword on his back slowly opened the door, reached out and took off the sign on the knocker and tied it around his waist.

I saw Zhang Muliu walking out of the door with a smile and saying to Mr. Ma in the Jindan period:

"Who injured my brother?"

Mr. Ma frowned, and Lu Zhongyun on the side stepped forward and said with a smile:

"I! ”

Zhang Muliu sighed, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped this Beishan Bo dozens of feet away and slammed it to the ground. Mr. Ma was just about to make a move, but he was slapped away by the young man in the air, even further.

The young man in white looked at the group of people who were still standing in front of the door trembling, and said indifferently:

"You can go and call someone! I'll be there at night or tomorrow, and if I don't come, I'll pay you a visit." ”

The Mr. Ma had already gotten up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"No wonder you can be a marquis at a young age, and it is not easy for such a young Jin Dan. ”

Zhang Muliu slapped him again, this middle-aged monk who didn't seem to be the same as Lu Zhongyun stopped moving after smashing a row of houses, and he had to lie down for at least a few months.

The young man in white said coldly: "You will only be more disgusting than him." ”

After the young man finished speaking, he turned and entered the door, and a group of people in front of the door ran over and lifted the two people who had fallen to the ground, and quickly left the place.

No matter how good a Jindan monk is, he can't be the dog leg of this straw bale. If the two of them were together, they would definitely be headed by Mr. Ma.

It's like two people spotting a drowning man by the river, and a person who can't swim, standing aside and watching. One is very water-based, and is also watching from the sidelines. The former is helpless, and the latter is unable to save him!

There were already a bunch of teenagers standing in the courtyard, especially Luan Fuchi, who looked like they were adoring. Mo Miaomiao ran over and grabbed Zhang Muliu's hand and whispered:

"You're so fierce!"

Zhang Muliu picked up the little girl and said with a smile: "But they can't get out of bed even if they beat Xin Zuo, I'm not too fierce to them like this, right?"

Mo Miaomiao nodded and said that it seemed to be.

This day's lunch was Xu Baozhou and the young man to eat together. Zhang Muliu no longer has any confidence in his ability to judge people, but he is quite complacent about distinguishing between good and evil. Xu Baozhou is definitely the kind of man who is willing to be unfair to others.

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "You are Xin Zuo's master, then you will be a generation higher than me, you won't be unhappy if I call you uncle, right?"

Xu Baozhou also replied with a smile: "You kid are thinking about letting Wanhe and Xin Zuo go to Luoyang together, right?"

The young man in white smiled and said, "I really can't hide your eyes!"

The head of the Wind Dart Bureau sighed and said with a wry smile: "But Xin Zuo is a monk, and Wanhe is just an ordinary person. Of course, I can see that the two of them like each other, but if Wanhe is old in the future, and Xin Zuo is still young, what should I do?"

Zhang Muliu took Xu Baozhou's hand, this man is just a father at this moment. The young man said softly:

"Wanhe and Fuchi both have cultivation potential, you can rest assured of this, but it's just ......"

Zhang Muliu wanted to speak and stopped, but the man was very bold, and smiled at the young man: "It's just that I'm not a cultivator, am I?"

Zhang Muliu nodded helplessly, but Xu Baozhou got up and said loudly as if he had taken a big sip of wine:

"Whether it's a monk or a Jianghu person, I saw it when I was a teenager. Even if I don't have that qualification, what if I walk the rivers and lakes with righteousness in my heart, I am a chivalrous man!"

When the young man heard this, his heart was full of pride!

......

Lu Zhongyun was actually not seriously injured, but he was not a monk and looked embarrassed. After this Beishan Bo sobered up, he smashed things like crazy, clamoring for people to send a letter to his aunt, and let the real protector of the country teach that kid a lesson.

The middle-aged monk who has always been called Mr. Ma is very calm, and at the same time a little afraid, the young man in white is only two slaps, even if he has just married Dan, he will not be seriously injured by a young man's two slaps, right? Besides, the man is carrying a sword, and the sword is not out of the sheath. I'm afraid that even if the real person who protects the country comes, he can't help him, and now I can only see how much weight that straw bag has in the eyes of the Queen Mother!

Zhang Muliu pulled Mo Miaomiao to the tailor's shop, and as he walked on the road, he kept thinking about what kind of combat power he was now. Two serious injuries, the cultivation is also slowly raised, even if the injury has not healed now, but it is not too difficult to hit a yuan baby, unless it is those prestigious sons of the sky, otherwise they are really not afraid. After a secret comparison, Zhang Muliu divided his combat power into the weakest distracted monk, that is, when he met a monk of Hedao, he couldn't fight, but he could escape.

After the monk joins the Dao, he is refining the void, and if he wants to think of the tribulation period, he must at least refine an ethereal Dao intention into substance. Therefore, anyone who cultivates the void is already a master of the Dao. The so-called tribulation is just to survive the tribulation, but there is no heavenly thunder chasing and slashing monks, just a few heart demon tribulations, but it is not half a point easier than being struck by heavenly thunder.

Zhang Muliu once heard someone say a sentence, which roughly means, "Don't believe that suffering is worth it, suffering is not worth pursuing, and you can temper yourself because you can't avoid it." ”

Zhang Muliu agrees with the last two sentences and disagrees with the previous sentence.

Young people always feel that taking one more step is one more qualification. When suffering comes, everyone is forced to go to the top because they can't hide from it, but people live for a lifetime, and those who have a short life span can live for decades, so is there only that one suffering? After one time, will the second time be easier?

If you survive the suffering, you will break the demon, and if you can't survive, you will become a demon!

It didn't take long to arrive at yesterday's tailor's shop, the old woman's craftsmanship was still very good, Mo Miaomiao changed into a light blue dress, and sure enough, she looked more and more like a cute little girl.

Mo Miaomiao lifted her skirt slightly, jumped around beside Zhang Muliu, and said happily:

"Look at it, look at it, look good?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and nodded, and the old woman was also very happy, but after laughing for a while, she secretly wiped a handful of tears. Zhang Muliu walked over and asked:

"Old man, but what's the matter?"

The old woman quickly wiped the tears from her face and said with a smile:

"I didn't ...... It's just that I suddenly remembered how my daughter looked when she was a child, and she was as beautiful as this little girl, and in a blink of an eye, she had been gone for more than ten years. ”

The old woman's eyes changed when she saw Zhang Muliu, and she smiled and explained to this kind-hearted young man with a sword:

"Don't think about it, there is nothing unexpected, it's just that she has a thin life, and when she and her husband were swimming in the river, they encountered a flash flood, and both of them were gone. ”

Zhang Muliu had to apologize: "Let your old man remember the past, it's me who is too talkative." ”

The old woman said that it doesn't matter, it's all stale sesame seeds stuck in the stomach, you turn it, it doesn't move there, it doesn't move there if you don't turn it, you have to go there to eat and drink, so there is no pain anywhere.

Mo Miaomiao, who had changed into a new dress, followed Zhang Muliu on the street, and suddenly grabbed the young man's hand, and said with a wrinkled face:

"Why do you have to be unhappy? Why are people always leaving, why are you always leaving people alone to think about leaving?"

Zhang Muliu gently picked up the little girl, reached out to help her wipe away her tears, and said gently:

"Some people leave because they have to do something, and many more because they can't leave. The people who stay are often the saddest, because the people who stay behind will always think of something inadvertently, and it is difficult not to think about it, but when you look back and find that the person is gone, you will be very sad. ”

The little girl put her arms around Zhang Muliu's neck and leaned on his shoulder, and her voice was very quiet:

"So how can the people who stay be happier?"

The young man hugged the little girl in his arms tightly and said softly, "Then do you know how the departed person will be happy?"

Mo Miaomiao's head rubbed on Zhang Muliu's shoulder, and the young man in white said with a smile:

"Of course it's to live!"

The young man who has walked many roads in his dreams has seen a lot of things that make people difficult to let go of for a long time, but this kind of thing happens almost every moment in the world.

Zhang Muliu once saw a scene that is hard to forget when he was grabbing medicine in a pharmacy.

The old medical worker prescribes prescriptions at the counter, and a young woman grabs medicine in the back. At this time, a panting child came, pulled the woman into the corner and said a word, and after the woman asked again, her whole body was weak, and she sat on the ground and cried. The old doctor hurriedly went over to ask, but the woman was only blind, and stammered:

"My brother is gone!"

How much suffering there is in the world!

......

After three days here, Chen Xinzuo was finally able to barely get off the ground, thanks to the heroic righteousness of that Tubao Zhenren. In the end, it is a centuries-old drug, and the medicinal effect is strong.

Lu Zhongyun didn't come to trouble again, Zhang Muliuxin said that if he didn't come again, I would come to the door. Although it is a little difficult to kill two people, it is no problem to beat them half to death.

Luan Fuchi had already left, Zhang Muliu gave him a letter, and he went to Nanshan to seek enlightenment. Xu Wanhe was also circulated by Zhang Mu with a book of qi refining methods, but it was so easy to open up the sea of qi, Xu Wanhe was not depressed, but found Zhang Muliu, and said with a blush:

"Brother Zhang, can I cultivate by myself in the future, I want to accompany Xin Zuo to recover from my injuries first. ”

Zhang Muliu nodded, and said in his heart that this kid is okay, Senior Brother Chen won't call anymore.

After a long time, Chen Xinzuo was finally almost cured, but it was replaced by him accompanying Xu Wanhe for a day to refine qi. It's almost November, everyone has changed into thick clothes, Zhang Muliu is still wearing a white shirt, everyone knows that this Sword Marquis is a cultivator immortal, so they don't feel puzzled, but why does that little girl often only wear a blue long dress?

One night, Chen Xinzuo brought a wine vat to Zhang Muliu, and the two sat in the courtyard and chatted. Chen Xinzuo also doesn't like to drink, so he only saw a young man in white holding a scoop and scooping a spoonful every once in a while.

"Big brother, although I am not the Zhang family, but you are also my eldest brother, I have actually always felt sorry for everyone, if it wasn't for the second grandfather's defection, everyone might not be so miserable. ”

Zhang Muliu patted the young man's shoulder vigorously, poured a spoonful of wine, spilled all over his face, and then scooped another spoonful and drank it before he said softly:

The child from Xiaozhushan can do nothing, but he can't do anything wrong, and he is our example. ”

In fact, Zhang Muliu still has a sentence that has not been spoken, everyone can find a way back for themselves, but they can't have no bottom line.

The boy shook his head, changed his smiling face, and continued:

"When are you leaving? You can't stay here forever, don't you have a lot of things to do?"

The young man in white smiled: "Don't worry, at most tomorrow, there will be a result." ”

Sure enough, just after lunch on the second day, a teenager came to say that someone was looking for Zhang Gongzi.

Zhang Muliu slowly walked out of the door, and saw a young man who looked average, could be seen to be reasonable, but was very energetic, stepped forward and patted the young man's shoulder in a few steps, and said with a smile:

"You kid hid deep enough!"

The young man smiled bitterly and replied: "Brother Zhang, you are hiding too shallowly!"

The reason why he beat a group of criminal monks and beat the prince of Yue Guo back then was all because of the young man in front of him, but he didn't expect this kid to be the new emperor of Liang Kingdom!

Zhang Muliu smiled again: "So you disappeared for no reason back then, did you rush back to Jinling to ascend the throne?"

The young man nodded and said, "At that time, it was really not intentional to say goodbye, but the person sent by the queen mother directly carried me back to Jinling, and I couldn't do it!"

Zhang Muliu didn't care about the few Jindan monks hiding in the distance, pulled Xiao Pan and walked into the courtyard, and shouted inside as he walked:

"Your Emperor Majesty of Daliang is here, why didn't anyone come out to greet him?"

Xu Baozhou is no longer a Jianghu person who does not love the court, and he can't stand that he is a native of Liang, and he is also very restrained when he sees His Majesty the emperor of his own country coming. Chen Xinzuo is a muddy boy, he doesn't care what the emperor of Liang Guo is, seeing that this peer is extremely well-behaved in front of his eldest brother, he suddenly lost the mood to chat with him, and turned around and ran to help Sister Wanhe open up the sea of qi.

Therefore, only Zhang Muliu and Xiao Pan are left in the huge backyard.

Zhang Muliu took out the wine that he hadn't finished drinking last night, and found another gourd scoop and handed it to the young emperor. Xiao Pan smiled bitterly and took the wine scoop, scooped it out and took a sip before saying helplessly:

"Brother Zhang, you haven't changed at all!"

Zhang Muliu didn't have any predecessor demeanor in front of this child he liked very much back then, but just laughed and said: "Now they are all emperors, you see that the Song Kingdom has given me a marquis, how can you find it, you have to be a duke?"

Xiao Pan smiled when he heard this: "As long as you are willing, I will write a holy decree when I go back, and I will crown Brother Zhang with a different surname." ”

After a pause, the young emperor continued: "Lu Zhongyun's matter, I have to say sorry to my eldest brother......

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Muliu put one hand around his shoulder, and the young man drank a full scoop of wine, and whispered to Xiao Pan:

"Stinky boy, it's best if you're alive!"

Xiao Pan was hugged like this, and his eyes were also a little hot.

was arrested back to be the emperor, and it took half a year to have time to inquire about things, although he sat on the dragon chair, but the power was on the queen mother's side, and it took Xiao Pan another year to gather a team that listened to his words. When I sent out to inquire, I learned that a young man with a black gun almost killed the prince of Yueguo, and if it wasn't for the real person who protected the country of Yue, he might have died.

Later, the young man who became the emperor inquired in many ways and found out that it was because someone said that the prince of Yue sent someone to arrest a teenage boy.

Zhang Muliu now also feels that the prince who was beaten by himself seems to be a little wronged.