Zhao Bufan jumped off the cliff, and although he tried his best to control his body, he still fell heavily into the depression and rolled down the slope for more than a dozen laps. www.biquge.infoFortunately, the soil was very thick, and he didn't touch the boulders, so he was lucky not to be seriously injured, but those fine pebbles made him bruised all over his body.

"No, I have to hurry up, those black-clad thieves will definitely take a detour to chase them down. ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Bufan took a few long breaths, gritted his teeth to support his body, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle and fell to the ground.

He lifted his trouser leg to check, and a chill ran through his heart.

"It's over, my ankle is dislocated, and it's going to affect my legs. ”

As a martial artist, Zhao Bufan is very familiar with the body, and immediately ruthlessly, quickly grabbed the soles of his feet with his hands and gently broke them, and the bones returned to their places.

The sharp pain of that moment made him gasp and sweat profusely, but he still stood up in pain, picked up the iron rod that had fallen beside him, and hurried forward.

Although he had corrected his bones, the swelling and pain in his ankles were inevitable, and he was tired and hungry, and his speed of progress was greatly reduced, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Not long after walking on the grass, he saw the path in the forest, he quickly took off the money bag at his waist and threw it to the path, and made a few footprints on the path, and then jumped one by one, rolled into the old forest, climbed the big tree, and hid in the dense canopy.

It didn't take long for the black-clad thieves to chase after them, and they soon found the money bag.

The thief picked it up, looked at it carefully, and affirmed: "This must be the kid left, chase!!"

"But why did the footprints disappear until here?" asked another thief urgently.

The leading thief paused, groaned slightly, and said uncertainly, "Could it be that the sound is striking the west?"

I saw that his expression changed for a while, then he looked at the other six thieves, and hurriedly ordered: "This person is young, but he has such martial arts and calculations, the three of you go over there, and the three of us chase along this path." ”

"Yes!"

With a muffled answer, the seven thieves acted separately and disappeared from view in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Bufan breathed a long sigh of relief, his high-speed beating heart finally eased, his expression was sad, and he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Now that the master is dead, where should I go? Why do others want the wind and the rain after they cross over, but I am like this?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Bufan recovered a lot of strength, got down from the tree, and returned to the way he came.

In the middle of the night, hungry, he finally crossed back to the road, and in a drowsy state, he did not know how long he walked, and suddenly saw a hazy fire in front of him, thinking that it was a village and a manor.

When they got closer, they found that the light of the fire did not come from the village, but from the camping caravan, which was sitting around the campfire and eating themselves.

Zhao Bufan couldn't care whether it was a village or a caravan at this time, and tied the cheats into the crotch of his pants, making sure that it was difficult to detect, so he forced himself forward.

When the caravan guards saw someone approaching in the dark, they instantly raised their vigilance and picked up their swords one after another. The man at the head is even more extraordinary, his body is nine feet long, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face, dressed in a blue and white robe, holding a unicorn golden spear, and his end is majestic, just like the gods descending from the earth.

His gaze swept through the depths of the darkness, and he didn't see any other figures, so he took a few steps forward and asked in a deep voice, "Who is here?"

Zhao Bufan stretched out his hand weakly: "Everyone, I am not a bandit, just because I was intercepted and killed by gangsters, I was exiled to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly fell headlong.

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The weather in June was scorching hot, and a long caravan slowly marched along the official road under the scorching sun.

The scale of this caravan was not small, there were more than 20 wagons pulling goods, and there were as many as 50 or 60 people accompanying them, which shows that the owner of the caravan was not ordinary wealthy.

As the sunlight became stronger and stronger, Zhao Bufan suddenly woke up and jumped up almost reflexively.

After a little look, he found himself standing on the carriage loaded with goods, remembering what happened before he fell unconscious, guessing that he should have been rescued by the caravan, and his heart was relieved, and he sat back on the bulging sack. The people of the caravan also noticed that he was awake, but no one paid attention to him, and went about his business, except for the mighty leader of the caravan who came on horseback.

Zhao Bufan knew that he was rescued by him, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for saving the staff and daring to ask the name of the outsider, he will be rewarded one day!"

The leader of the caravan smiled, looked at him disappreciatively and said: "I am Lu Junyi, Hebei, living in the famous mansion, there is no need to repay it, who has no difficulty, only a gesture." ”

"Lu Junyi, the Daimyo's Mansion, isn't this a Water Margin hero?" Zhao Bufan was secretly stunned, but he reacted very quickly, and quickly put aside his doubts for the time being, and said gratefully from the bottom of his heart: "I don't want to repay the kindness of the outsider, but the villain is not the one who doesn't know what to do, and I dare not forget the grace of saving my life!"

Lu Junyi rode a horse parallel to the carriage, smiled slightly and said, "Why did the little brother leave home alone at such a young age?"

Zhao Bufan sighed: "In the next is an abandoned baby, my parents picked it up, earlier my adoptive parents also had a few acres of fertile land, but the government's harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are very much, that year the village was sick, the government also came to collect taxes, as a result, many people in the village had no money to seek medical treatment, all died, my parents and relatives also died, leaving only the young I survived, forced to beg for a living, and then fortunately the master took me in and taught me martial arts, but now the master was also killed by gangsters, homeless!"

Lu Junyi saw that he was handsome and in a rough situation, and he had some affection and some sympathy: "Little brother, today's world is not as peaceful and prosperous, there are no heroes, there are many bandits, and it is quite dangerous for you to travel alone like this!"

Zhao Bufan lowered his head and said helplessly: "Lu Yuanwai, I have heard those storytellers tell heroic stories, and there are many singers in those operas, I don't know where those heroes are, I want to try to defect!"

"Hahaha......"

Lu Junyi couldn't stop laughing, and shook his head again and again: "Little brother, those heroes were at least twenty years ago. In the past 20 years, traitorous ministers have been in power, the people's customs have been corrupted, and the real chivalrous warriors have either retreated to the mountains and forests, or hidden in the market, and have long stopped walking around the rivers and lakes. Those who are still walking around the rivers and lakes are mostly villains, and they are proud of eating human flesh and selling human meat buns, and they are robbing money and lust, and there are few real heroes left!"

Zhao Bufan felt a chill in his heart when he heard this: "How can this be?"

Lu Junyi said in a low voice: "This is not all the credit of the traitors, the current dynasty is not right, the world is ****, the people want to live, how can their morality not be degraded? ”

"In that case, why do the real heroes live in seclusion, why don't they uphold justice?" Zhao Huan asked.

Lu Junyi shook his head helplessly, slowly falling into memory.

"More than 20 years ago, although there were villains on the rivers and lakes, there were countless chivalrous people, especially the beggar gangs, Shaolin and other major factions, who presided over the justice of the rivers and lakes and led the heroes. At that time, the beggar gang leader was even more heroic, the eighteen palms of the dragon descended unparalleled in the world, the dragon capture skill was unique in the world, and led the martial arts heroes to help me fight against the Khitan Xixia, he was really a well-known hero! Unfortunately, there seemed to be an incident that happened to the beggar gang leader at that time, causing turmoil in the rivers and lakes, killing each other, and greatly hurting the vitality!

Shortly thereafter, the current saint succeeded to the throne, but he was bewitched by traitorous ministers and sent military masters to hunt down and kill the heroes of the rivers and lakes. At this point, all the major sects no longer go out, and the remaining heroes have all gone into hiding, and no one leads the rivers and lakes, but there are more and more villains. What's more, the current people's customs are declining, morality is declining, and the rivers and lakes have slowly become what they are today, almost all of them are proud of evil, good and righteousness, and they are like bandits. ”

Zhao Bufan was shocked when he heard it, it became more and more difficult to understand this era, many of them are different from the history in his memory, the master did not tell him about world affairs before, only taught him martial arts, taught him to read and be a man, many things in the rivers and lakes were heard from storytellers when he was begging, but he didn't think that now even heroes are forced to live in seclusion.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt that the future was bleak, so he couldn't help but complain: "What are these heroes doing in the way of traitors? Why should those traitors be forced to die?"

Lu Junyi said: "Heroes are already chivalrous and righteous, so they naturally block the way of those traitors!"

Zhao Bufan's memories in this life are only the village where he lived when he was a child, the mountains and forests where his master lived in seclusion, and the month of his childhood begging career in Tokyo, and he didn't know anything else, so he was very angry. "Could it be that there were no Qing officials in the Manchu Dynasty?

"Qing officials?" Lu Junyi looked disdainful and said mockingly: "After the Holy Lord succeeded to the throne today, he was deceived by traitorous officials, and how many clean officials are there in the world? When you encounter a traitor, you will have to ruin your family and have no place to bury. In addition, there are many people who are not greedy and wise, and they are good officials. As for the Qing officials, after removing a few meritorious heroes, they are almost dead!"

"How can this be?" Zhao Bufan was a little distracted, although he knew that this world was very chaotic and corrupt, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Lu Junyi saw that he was honest and simple, and he liked him more and more, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you don't know the world, you have a pure mind, you need to be more vigilant when walking outside in the future, and remember Lu's three sentences, when you meet officials, you will make money, when you meet thieves, you will give handouts, and when you meet people, you will leave three points of cunning, so that you can walk the world." Don't want to be a hero, the existence of the heroes of the rivers and lakes is because the official family set up the Royal Boxing Gym to govern the affairs of the rivers and lakes with the Royal Boxing Gym, turn a blind eye, and govern the chivalrous with chivalry. Nowadays, the Royal Boxing Gym has only taught martial arts, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes are treated like ordinary people, and there are countless masters in the imperial court. ”

Zhao Bufan thought that he would not even be able to be a hero in the future, so he was disappointed, looked at the unicorn golden spear in Lu Junyi's hand, and suddenly asked: "Lu Yuanwai, seeing that you are holding a spear, I don't know how martial arts are?"

Lu Junyi laughed and said proudly: "Lu Mou is good at using guns and sticks, unparalleled in the world!"

"Are you the number one in the world?" Zhao Bufan's eyes widened in shock, and he thought to himself: Could it be that this Lu Junyi is really the one among the Water Margin heroes? Could it be that I have been living in the Water Margin era for more than ten years?

"Don't dare to be the first in the world!" Lu Junyi shook his head with a smile: "Lu is just a peerless gun, in terms of martial arts, my master Zhou Tong is above me, but if the master makes a gun and a stick, he is not as good as me." In fact, if you have the heart to practice martial arts, you can go back to Tokyo to find him, and now he is still teaching at the Imperial Boxing Gym, he is a teacher of Tianzi, and he has instructed countless apprentices. In order to improve their martial arts, many generals in the army will go to the Imperial Boxing Gym to learn art, although you are not an officer, but with your temperament, the master will definitely love it, and he will teach you. ”

"That week, the old-timers were the best in the world?" Zhao Bufan asked curiously.

Lu Junyi smiled and shook his head: "Little brother, there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, no one can say that the world is the first, if you really want me to tell me why, then according to my knowledge, the number one master in the world is not my teacher, but Duan Zhengyan, the monarch of Dali, or the reclusive head of the Tianshan faction." These two were the sworn brothers of the leader of the beggar gang back then, but the Tianshan faction had been destroyed for a long time, and the head of the sect had long since disappeared, so the number one in the world was Duan Zhengyan. ”

Zhao Bufan was shocked when he heard this, and asked urgently: "Duan Zhengyan is Duan Heyu, but he is good at using the Six Veins Divine Sword, One Yang Finger and Northern Spiritual Skill?"

Lu Junyi said: "Yes, when Duan Zhengyan was young, his name was Duan Heyu, and he often walked around in my Great Song Dynasty, and now he is the sixteenth monarch of Dali, and his stunts are just like you said!"

Zhao Bufan wanted to confirm the guess in his heart, and asked again in a hurry: "Does Lu Yuanwai know the name of the leader of the beggar gang back then, and what is the name of the head of the Tianshan faction?"

Lu Junyi shook his head: "Lu doesn't know about it, when I was **** in the rivers and lakes, I was still young, and these were all told by my father." My father was known as the Hebei hero, and he participated in the rescue of the beggar gang leader, and then because the imperial court cleaned up the heroes, he went back to the hometown of the famous mansion to buy fields, run business, and no longer ask the rivers and lakes. When I was young, I also asked, but he always shook his head, saying that the rivers and lakes are gone, and some people do not need to mention some things anymore, and they have never told me until they die. ”