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The martial arts people suffered a lot in Yangzhou, and the robbery of the "Cursive Heart Sutra" was not able to be investigated again.

But it is said that Jia Mengle and Sima Rui one after the other, each of them performed light skills, such as spring swallows, like eagles, over the mountains, through the jungle, through the grassland, across the river, through the waterfall, the two of them are really good, Jia Mengle secretly "Qing Jing Jing" of the "source of turbidity, the foundation of the moving, people can always be quiet, heaven and earth are all returned." This is exactly the movement and stillness of the "Qing Jing Sutra", and it is the best light skill.

Sima Rui didn't know what method to use, he followed closely behind, and let out bursts of ridicule from time to time, "Come on, I'm going to catch up with you!" Seeing that he was in high spirits, he didn't show the slightest difficulty.

Jia Mengle secretly complained to himself, this madman is so powerful, if this goes on like this, he will be tired to death in this wilderness, at this time, they came to a place called Jingtan Lake, which is surrounded by mountains, lush trees, no people in a radius of 100 miles, a pool of lake water is crystal clear, quiet as a mirror, the surrounding trees are reflected, can not tell where is the water, where is the mountain, Jia Mengle looked carefully, the water is flowing out of a mountainside cave.

"Okay, there is another person here, who is much stronger than you, I don't compare with you, I want to compare with him. At this time, Sima Rui also arrived at the lake, he saw the reflection in the lake, and mistakenly thought that someone was competing with him, he no longer cared about Jia Mengle, and flew over the water, comparing himself with his own shadow.

Sima Rui used his internal strength to fly across the water, and the shadows in the water naturally walked with him. "Okay, good, faster. "I saw that he flew faster and faster, and the shadow flew faster and faster.

"Be careful, he can't fly through the woods. Jia Mengle had already landed, panting, he knew that Sima Rui was competing with his shadow, for fear that he would leave the lake.

"Well, I'll compete with him right here. "I saw that his body was like lightning, light and elegant, flying back and forth on the lake like a bird, he was so happy, so relaxed.

Jia Mengle tossed for a long time, he was already hungry, he walked to the hole out of the water, ready to find something that could satisfy his hunger, just walked into the hole, only to see that the inside was spacious and bright, the walls were smooth as a mirror, and his shadow was clearly visible. There were all kinds of fish and shrimp swimming in the water, and the fish and shrimp were within reach, and he happily wrapped up his cuffs, began to catch them, and made a fire beside him, and ate himself with pleasure.

"Well, I don't know if the madman has enough to fly, let's let him eat something!" he said to himself as he walked out of the cave, "Hey, people are hungry and want to eat something, you can eat some too, and you can compare with others for a while." ”

"Yes, you go get something to eat, and we'll compare in a moment. Sima Rui said, flew into the cave, faced with food, and devoured it.

"Hehe, you're here to eat too? Okay, let's compare things after eating. Sima Rui looked at his own shadow on the wall and said with a smile.

After he was full, Jia Mengle thought that maybe Yu Wen and they had already left, and he was going to take Sima Rui back.

"Hey, do we want to compete?" Jia Mengle asked, preparing to take him back.

"Compare with you?" Sima Rui glanced at him, pointed to his own shadow on the wall and said, "There is such a peerless master here, how can I compare with you, and then compare with him when I am full." ”

Jia Mengle felt both funny and scared, he brought him here, he always had to bring him back, if he was here to compare with his own shadow, when would the comparison be finished?

"Okay, I've finished eating, how about we compare here?" Sima Rui had already stood up at this time, "Yo, you've finished eating, okay, let's compare." I saw him start to compare with the shadow on the wall, only to see his hair unkempt, palm power, splashing water, unable to distinguish the direction, Jia Mengle knew that if he waited for him to red-eyed, he might suffer, so he hurriedly jumped out of the hole and ran towards the woods.

"What can I do about this? Do you just leave him in this barren mountain and wilderness? No, after all, he is the son of the head of Sima, and he is entrusted by the head of Sima on his deathbed, so how can he take good care of him? But I can't stay here with him, the aftermath of the head of Sima has not been done, and the mess of the wind gate has not been dealt with, not to mention that there is Sun Xiangyuan waiting for him to go back. Jia Mengle looked at the entrance of the cave, not knowing what to do.

"It's better to leave him here, there are no people here, and no one passes by here, he won't find anyone to compete again, not to mention that he is here, it is better to be able to compete with his own shadow than to lock him in the house all day long, just let him stay here, and have time to take care of him again in the future." Jia Mengle thought about it, left Jingtan Lake with difficulty, and rushed to the book.

Guo Xueqin has already arranged the mourning hall of Sima Zhangmen, if the big "lay" makes people feel cold, in the past, he talked about poetry and painting, but he never thought that at this time it was separated by yin and yang.

Here has been sprinkled with laughter, here has been a whisper laughter, and he talked and laughed vividly, and he laughed and scolded vividly, Jia Mengle didn't dare to think anymore, and had to think, Sima Zhangmen has a bold personality, Jianghu people called Sima Dazui, I want him to come to the door, he has not taken the letter of Lord Sun, it is because Jia Mengle has the same hobby with him, he can say the "Cursive Heart Sutra" in one breath The essence is, he abandoned the world's vision, ignored the scolding of his fellow martial artists, and took him in without hesitation, appreciating poetry and painting with him, and practicing whipping with him. All this passed through Jia Mengle's mind like a movie, he couldn't help crying, the man didn't flick his tears, but he didn't get to the sad place!

"Master Jia, everything is settled!" Guo Xueqin stepped forward to report.

"Let's keep it simple, choose an auspicious day for the zodiac to be buried. "Sima Lie didn't have too many friends in his life, and all the martial arts colleagues had already mourned, so there must not be many people to pay respects, so he let his own son also compete with his shadow in Jingtan Lake, how sad it is!

Sima Zhangmen did not have many disciples, nor did he have any prominent status, the funeral was extremely simple, and the atmosphere was extremely deserted, thanks to the disciples of Fengmen, all things were completed by Fengmen Guo Xueqin and Zhang Luo.

"In the future, you will be in charge of the register, and you also know that this Sima Rui's situation, when his condition improves, it is not too late to consider taking over the register. After the funeral, Jia Mengle began to deal with the housekeeping of the bookkeeper.

"You are your father's best friend when he was alive, and you should take over this book. Sima Biao excused himself.

"What are you talking about, I am now the head of the Fengmen, how can I take over the matter of the book? Since you are the righteous son of Brother Sima, it is natural to take over the position of the head of the house, so you don't want to push it, this book is a decent person, and the head of Sima is chivalrous and righteous in the martial arts, and he can be regarded as a hero, you have to uphold your father's order and carry forward the book. Jia Mengle couldn't help but shed sad tears as he spoke, leaving Sima Biao with no reason to excuse himself.

"Where is the young master now? Can you continue to lock him up in the back hall?" Sima Biao was concerned about the young master's affairs.

"He's fine. Jia Mengle thought of how ruthless and helpless this is locked up in the house, this crazy Sima Rui seems to be very powerful, but behind the strength is fragility, after all, he is a madman, and he can't even recognize his own shadow, how fragile is it! In the past, Sima Lie held up a protective umbrella for him, he was not harmed, once someone deceived and used, he would definitely be harmed. Sima Biao crossed the river with his martial arts and status in the rivers and lakes, and it was difficult for him to protect himself, how could he protect this special patient.

Jia Mengle decided not to let Sima Rui return to the book, and let him continue to fight against his shadow in Jingtan Lake, so that at least he could enjoy the sunshine and rain given by God, which was better than being locked in the house all day long.

"I'll take care of him in the future!" Jia Mengle said resolutely, everyone present was shocked, this responsibility is greater than the sky, this commitment is deeper than the sea, they can't help but admire Jia Mengle's personality and sense of responsibility.

After dealing with the aftermath and explaining the internal affairs of the inventory gate, Jia Mengle walked around the yard from time to time, looking at every grass, they were all pouring the smile of the head of Sima, and touching every building, they all condensed the hard work of the head of Sima...... Every corner of the book door flashed the figure of the head of Sima, Jia Mengle couldn't help but walk into the study, this was once the paradise of the head of Sima, he got along with the calligraphy and painting all day long, and enjoyed himself, but now?

Jia Mengle couldn't bear it, he put it away one by one, carefully packed it up and sealed it, he put it away, and accidentally touched the landscape painting, which was the nameless painting that Sima Zhangmen wanted to give him, Jia Mengle couldn't help but open it again.

"Brother Jia here?" Sima Biao didn't know when he had already entered the study, but he blamed Jia Mengle for focusing on calligraphy and painting and not noticing.

"I'll pack up the paintings and calligraphy. Jia Mengle whispered and began to roll up the nameless painting.

"This painting was given to you by your father-in-law!" Sima Biao also helped to start cleaning it up, "Since it was given to you by your father-in-law, you should accept it and commemorate it." ”

Jia Mengle looked at it, he knew that Sima Biao didn't know the goods, and he didn't know calligraphy and painting, thinking about what the old head of Sima had entrusted him to take good care of Sima Biao and Sima Rui, thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel sad secretly, "Okay, I'll take it, and it should be commemorated." ”

"It's not good for the master!" Just as they were cleaning up the paintings, the Fengmen disciples ran in, "Steward An's flying pigeon passed a message, saying that the second senior brother died in the state prison!"

"What, died in prison?" Jia Mengle never expected that Sikong Zhao would die in prison like this, "How did he die?"

"I don't know, Steward An didn't say it in the letter. ”

When Jia Mengle heard the disciple's report, he hurriedly took the nameless painting, hurriedly walked to the hall, gathered the disciples of Fengmen, and prepared to return to Dingzhou to deal with the mess of Fengmen.

(The damper thing, what is the result, please see the next breakdown!)