Chapter 8 The story is happening
In the Tibetan Sword Villa, in the sword mound, the mother Piaoyu with a five-year-old child is standing and talking to the sword mountain, do you know Chengying?
The two swords placed in front of Jianshan Piaoyu used to be your father Piaoyu's two best brothers, who had been brought to Piaoyu since childhood, and were more casual and kind than their father, but they were the sons of the general and prime minister of the Yari Dynasty.
At the beginning, the prime minister and the general were confidants and friends of the owner, and they asked the owner to take good care of the two senior brothers who were raining, but the senior brother didn't want to learn martial arts, so the owner let him eat and drink well here, free and natural, and eat so much fat, but the owner of the village was really strict with the second senior brother, every day in the sword mountain, that is, close his eyes and pick up any sword at will, and he also knew how many catties and taels, when he learned the sword, he was a heavy sword and a light sword, such as an arm and a finger, and the martial arts were strong, but because he was used to solving the problem with swordsman, he became a reckless man, and became a sword in the hands of the enemyIn the end, the country is ruined, both are in trouble, the relatives are bitter and the enemies are fast, remember that the sword does not know right and wrong, and the person who holds the sword also needs to distinguish between relatives and distance.
Now my father doesn't teach you to hold a sword, first tell you to be a man, first teach you right and wrong, you know, a sword is a living life, it is a tragic life, my father has recorded the death story of a thousand people, when you learn, your father teaches you to practice swords, if you can't learn, you should be an ordinary person!
Is it okay for Chengying to listen to his father's story? You tell a story, and Chengying memorizes two swords.
Don't you know, what your father taught you is not necessarily right, you have to understand that some of the stories they wrote themselves, maybe your understanding is different from your father's, let's compare them with each other to see who told them wrong, isn't it better?
Father just grew up a little late, so Fan made a big mistake, so you have to remember, even if your kung fu is very good in the future, but if you can still use your brain, or don't use the sword?
Chengying didn't understand, but he remembered his father's words. Don't worry, father, Chengying will not live up to his father's sustenance, Chengying looks thinner day by day, sloppy beard, gray hair, and anesthetizes his father with wine every day, and secretly swears in his heart.
Xiao Chengying, who lingered in the sea of books, a few years have passed in a blink of an eye, gradually transforming from a doll to a teenager, exuding an elegant and calm, warm and jade temperament from his own body, but Chengying still quietly picked up a few swords every time he finished reading the story of a few swords, and sometimes he couldn't help crying, and he was also familiar with the casting metal of each sword, and the sharpness, the weight of a few catties and taels, what were the defects, and whether it was available now, but Xiao Chengying didn't know that the moment to decide his fate was happening unconsciously, and the moment to change his fate was coming, it depends on whether you can grasp it.
On the seventh day of the seventh month, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet every year on a romantic date, and countless men and women steal the forbidden fruit.
In the city of Bingzhou, the street is not the usual today, sugar gourd, mutton skewers, snack street, crowds of people, a pair of brocade boys, my fair lady's miss, followed by some housekeepers, in these market chaos is very conspicuous, but in the blink of an eye, in the chaotic snack street, silent, a team of hundreds of people in armor, neatly aligned, two rows on one side, surrounded by four majestic and high-spirited, high-chested men came to the snack street, only to see a man about fifteen years old is picking up the street snacks at random and throwing them into his mouth, but the street vendors are still accompanying haha, and his face didn't dare to leak a little unhappiness, which shows how powerful these families are in the state.
However, I saw a seven or eight-year-old boy who took out a few taels of silver from his bag and put them on the stall, and walked forward.
The bustling crowd and the young master of the family who supported the brocade clothes in the crowd don't know if it's their blessing or their grievances in this chaotic world, but they can't do anything, they can only endure it!
But if you really ask a hawker in the past, maybe it is not an exaggeration to look at them differently, isn't this just a wandering swordsman like a ranger asking a big brother who sells sugar gourds, do you really not envy their same life?
The eldest brother who sells sugar gourds is saying, what do you chivalrous men know, some people don't know why they live all their lives, but I am a hawker who sells sugar gourds, remember, called, "Liu Weijia" But for the sake of elderly parents, young children, and a wife who is often sick, what is it to be wronged, that is, to cut meat and sell blood, for the safety of the family and a family to eat and drink every day, vegetables, salt, oil and rice can live, even if it is to let the family eat dung and drink soup, and stagger, even if it is to let the family kneel on the ground and let them ride forward, it is also a blessing for the family, and a shame for the family unconsciously, because the family did not steal and abduct, did not kill people and set fires, but just used their own ability to maintain the livelihood of the family, and only felt glory for the family, the glory of a son and a father, do you think you are stronger than the family with a sword on your back?
The Jianghu Ranger was speechless, and couldn't help but throw down a few taels of silver and turn around and disappear, but he saw that the hawker put the few taels of silver that would take a few days to sell in a broken bowl in front of an old man with gray hair and only one leg begging there.
Among the many ordinary people, there are many moments of heartbreak that are not ordinary people, but there are even more dirty things, isn't this a big man with a round waist and arms who took away the broken silver from the old man's side?
In a restaurant with a drunken immortal residence engraved on the top of the door, several samurai dressed in red are also discussing ulterior secrets.
Can you tell me that you can succeed this time? Our people in the dart bureau kidnapped the wealthy families of the whole country, and this failure is a catastrophe, but we don't know whether the news is true or false, and the day of unified action.
A middle-aged scribe seemed to be the leader, and he said it as soon as he entered.
Do you think that our Zhige family is really the enemy of the Hidden Sword Villa, in fact, we really feel that it is full of intrigues.
When the wind and rain are in turmoil, when heroes and heroes emerge, is it really going to be chaotic?