Fifteen days have passed in a blink of an eye, Mo Qingyan's broken bones have grown well, and they can barely ride horses, people in the rivers and lakes, fighting with people, fractures are common, there are internal forces to help, and there are some secret methods, wound healing, naturally much faster than ordinary people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past fifteen days, Mo Qingyan taught Li Fengyun some basic Mo family knife techniques, Li Fengyun is smart, and he is a natural embryo of martial arts.

Mo Qingyan is a knife practitioner, teaching Li Fengyun's knife technique is just right, but the Mo family's knife technique is a small road, which is not quite in line with Li Fengyun's temperament, the crazy monk came to see Li Fengyun practice the knife several times, shook his head and said: "The Mo family's knife technique is made like this, little rabbit cub, you are really fucking creative, you still make your broken wood knife suitable." I don't know if he is praising Li Fengyun or teasing him, anyway, he doesn't plan to return Li Fengyun's shadow knife to him.

Du Ruyue snickered, the crazy monk refused to instruct Li Fengyun's martial arts, but he still asked him to fight every once in a while, and still didn't use martial arts, only until both of them had blue noses and swollen faces.

Li Fengyun was most depressed that he couldn't practice internal strength, and Mo Qingyan also taught him the formula for the introduction of the Mo family's internal strength, but as long as he practiced according to this formula, his body would be like 10,000 ants biting, and it was very uncomfortable, and Mo Qingyan didn't understand the reason.

The mad monk also read it for him, only saying that the meridians in his body were very blocked, and it was tens of millions of times more difficult than ordinary people to open up the meridians, wasting his good physique for practicing martial arts.

"Practicing internal strength is a terrazzo work, as long as you persist, one day there will be a small success, and you are born with divine power, even if you don't use internal strength, you may not suffer much loss. Mo lightly comforted Li Fengyun, but he also knew in his heart that no matter how strong Li Fengyun was, it would not be of much use to really meet a master like him, and internal strength was always the foundation of martial arts.

As soon as Chen arrived, Gongsun Wuwu came to Kuzhu Temple with four horses, and the four of them had just left Qingping Town, Mo said lightly: "This time I came to Qingping Town, how can I not worship the adoptive father of the second brother?"

So the four of them turned and walked towards Li Fengyun's former residence.

After walking about four or five miles southwest of Qingping Town, Li Fengyun pointed to a dilapidated house on the mountainside and said, "That's where I used to live, and I have lived here for more than ten years. ”

Li Fengyun has only come back once in the past two years, and the broken house is full of dust, Du Ruyue was a little unconvinced, and asked: "Did you grow up here? There is nothing here!"

Li Fengyun said with a smile: "How can people in the mountains be so exquisite? It's good to have something to eat." He wiped the wooden bench again and beckoned a few people to rest, but Du Ruyue refused to sit down because he was dirty.

Gongsun Wuwu also walked around, saw a worn-out book under the table, took it out, looked at it, the words on the cover had been wiped off by the table legs, blew the dust, opened it and looked at it, it turned out to be a "Thousand Character Text", and asked, "Has Daddy Li also studied?"

Li Fengyun replied: "I have read it, the writing is quite beautiful, and I don't know how to mix it up like this, my knowledge is still taught by him." ”

Du Ruyue smiled secretly, this reckless man, there was no oil and water in his stomach, and he was embarrassed to say "my knowledge".

I only heard Li Fengyun grin and said: "Actually, he didn't teach me much, he could only recognize some words." For as long as I can remember, my father didn't care about anything other than forcing Lao Tzu to chop wood, hunt, pick herbs, or go to the town to exchange wine. Daddy always said that it is useless to learn those things, and it is enough to be able to understand them. He also said that those who write books are either nerds or big liars, and there are many deceptions on the books, but there are really few, and few people can really distinguish them, and it is better to read fewer books than to be deceived by the things in the books. ”

Gongsun Wuwu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "In this way, Daddy Li is an interesting person, but not necessarily, there are many interesting things in the book." ”

"What an interesting person, an old drunkard!" Li Fengyun shook his head, untied the wine gourd on his waist, and poured a sip, "Every day he is drunk and smoked, in addition to drinking or sleeping, he doesn't care what kind of wine it is, as long as it is wine, he will drink it, but he has never drunk any good wine in his life, and he still holds the wine gourd in his hand when he dies." ”

Mo sighed lightly: "It seems that my uncle should also be a person with a story, but it's a pity that in this troubled world, I am depressed, so I can only drown my sorrows with wine." ”

"There is something about it in wine, and my life is only for a getaway. Gongsun Wuwu smiled, "I know a person, and he also uses wine as a companion all day long, playing the world, wouldn't it be happy to be able to live this life like this?"

Mo said lightly: "It's not easy to say, there are too many things in the world, how can I easily let go?" Anyway, I can't learn it." ”

Gongsun Wuwu curled up the thousand-character scripture in his hand, pointed at Mo Qingyan, and said with a smile: "You are a toiling life, an ordinary man in the red dust." ”

Everyone talked about talking, Li Fengyun led the three of them to a green mound, the green mound was already full of grass, Li Fengyun while pulling the grass, while explaining: "This is the grave of my father, whether he is sober or drunk, in the end, only Lao Tzu still remembers him, one day Lao Tzu is also gone, who in the world knows that there has been such a person in this world?"

Everyone is silent, each has their own feelings in their hearts, life is generally like this, heroes and heroes, emperors and generals, who can escape the loess? Fate is unfair, fate is the fairest, dead and dead, a hundred dead, everything in life is like a flashy bubble, disappearing, all kinds of hardship, all kinds of suffering?

Whether others remember it or not, what does it have to do with the deceased?

Du Ruyue glanced at Li Fengyun strangely, she didn't expect this guy to be able to say such things, and frowned again: "You don't always want to be 'Lao Tzu Lao Tzu', he is your father, and you are embarrassed to call yourself Lao Tzu in front of his grave?"

Li Fengyun was stunned and said with a smile: "When he was alive, I also talked like this, okay, Lao Tzu will say less 'Lao Tzu' in the future." ”

As he spoke, he wiped the wooden board in front of the grave, and a few words were engraved crookedly with a knife on the wooden board: "Father Li's tomb, Li Fengyun stands." Li Fengyun said in a low voice: "Dad, the family is poor, and I didn't have the money to erect a decent stone tablet for you back then, the next time I come, I will definitely change it to a better stone tablet for you, and you won't care if you think about it." ”

He took the wine gourd again, "banged" to open the gourd stopper, sprinkled half a gourd wine in front of the grave, and said: "The old rule, a gourd wine, you drink half a gourd, I drink half a gourd." I'm out this time, and I don't know when I'll be back. That's it, I'll leave all this gourd wine to you! It's a big deal, I'll find some herbs to brew a pot. So saying, he sprinkled the rest of the wine in front of the grave, and tied the empty gourd back to his waist.

Everyone worshiped Daddy Li in turn, Li Fengyun no longer went back to the broken house, and directly led everyone down the mountain, Gongsun Wuwu looked at the "Thousand Character Text" in his hand, and said with a smile: "What else do I do with this book, little brother, give it back to you!"

Li Fengyun frowned and said, "What do I want it for?" casually threw the book on the bluestone on the side, but Du Ruyue picked it up and handed it back to Li Fengyun and said, "It's also your father's relic, and it's a thought to keep it." ”

Li Fengyun said with a smile: "Dad's relics are many, and the broken firewood knife on my waist is also used by him, you say keep it, then keep it!" casually stuffed the "Thousand Character Text" into his arms.

The four of them talked and laughed, patted their horses and left.