But said thirteen years ago, the world drought, crops can be harvested, the people are displaced, Yangzhou City poured into a lot of names, Sima Biao was picked up from the side of the road that year, was dying, although he was seven years old, but he looked only five or six years old. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Sima Lie saw that he had no father or mother. is very pitiful, adopted as a righteous son, this is today's Sima Biao, but today he is as strong as an ox.

The sky is also like fighting against people, the winter was unusually cold, one day Sima Lie just went out, found a Taoist priest over seventy years old under the stone sieve outside the door, this Taoist priest was covered with scabies, his face was yellow like wax, skinny as firewood, unkempt, fainted here because of hunger, Sima Lie saw his pity, brought back to the house, after nearly half a month, this Taoist priest woke up, but it turned out to be a madman, no one even knows his surname, let alone which Taoist temple people, crazy all day long, talking nonsense.

"Because of my illness, I didn't care, just one more person and a pair ......of chopsticks, so I left it in the house, but I never expected it," Sima Lie said this, choked up, swallowed hard and continued.

This Taoist priest is also a fan of calligraphy and painting, don't look at his usual madness, when it comes to calligraphy and painting, up to Mao Yanshou of the Han Dynasty, down to Dong Qichang who lives in the countryside, he knows everything, all know, Sima Lie sees that he is a rare talent, often comments on books and paintings with him, comes and goes, and the two are also in love.

"One day half a year later, he suddenly felt energetic, he had to compare the whip with me, I saw that he was crazy and didn't care, I didn't expect him to be in a trance, and he took my nine-section whip at once, and also pulled my nine-section whip to the ground, I was very angry, and he started to do it, I really didn't expect that this Taoist whip method is far above me, as if every move and every style is aimed at our book whip method. Sima Lie's face showed an expression of shame, this crazy Taoist priest actually had such kung fu!

But he never thought about it, and the crazy Taoist priest comforted him, "Don't worry, I have been living in your place for nearly half a year, and the Taoist priest has nothing to reciprocate, I will change your whip method now, what do you think?"

Jia Mengle can hear it, the book has a history of nearly 100 years, and the whip method is naturally long-standing and flawless, but he didn't expect to be changed by a crazy Taoist priest, which shows the subtlety of this Taoist whip method.

"He also told me that the deadliest thing about whipping is several connected rings, and once the rings are broken, the whip is no longer a whip. Sima Lie had already regarded Jia Mengle as a person in the book, and told him about the Achilles heel of the whip.

In addition to commenting on books and paintings, they began to study the whip method together, more than ten days passed, one day the Taoist priest said, "Master Sima, you have taken in me this old man for so many days, you should be grateful, I wanted to pass on you a few martial arts mastery, but you are mediocre and not suitable for practicing this skill." ”

Sima Lie knew that this Taoist priest would do what he said and would never change, and he also knew that this Taoist priest was absolutely extraordinary, and he must have something extraordinary, so he tried every means to trap his words, "Then do you think who among my disciples can learn this skill?"

The Taoist priest shook his head again and again, "No, no." There is only one person ......"

Sima Lie knew that he was secretly happy, and he knew in his heart that eight or nine were not far from ten, this Taoist priest had already fallen in love with one of them, no matter who it was, this would definitely be a good thing for him, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Daoist, who do you think can learn?"

The Taoist priest pointed to the young master Sima Rui, who was less than three years old, and said in embarrassment, "This son can be done overnight, but I can't say whether it is a blessing or a curse!"

Sima Lie was very happy, this Taoist priest is not looking at others, it is his own son, if Sima Rui can learn this Taoist priest's one and a half moves, he will definitely be able to carry forward the book, Sima Lie said with a smile, "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided!

"It's all my fault, I thought it was a martial arts mastery, it must be something good, so I agreed. The more Sima Lie spoke, the more angry he became, almost crying. It turned out that after this exercise, his temperament changed greatly, and as he got older, his temper became more and more irritable, and his behavior was a little crazy and perverse.

Sima Lie handed over the child to the mad Taoist priest for one night, and when he woke up the next day, the child was safe and sound, but the Taoist priest disappeared, and later someone saw him die in the West Village, and it was not in vain that he had a fellowship with Sima Lie, and buried him in the rocky hill.

"At first, I didn't find anything wrong, but I felt that Rui'er was a little stupid, and his reaction was not as fast as others, but his strength was great, and we didn't care, we just felt that he learned martial arts faster than anyone else, and he would learn it as soon as he learned it, as a person in the martial arts, I was naturally happy to have this son, but when he was seven years old, he began to often compete with others, and he had to fight to the death. His mother died of illness due to excessive anger, since his mother left, his temperament has changed greatly, he must use force when he sees people, he must beat people when he sees weapons, even I have been injured by him, there is really no way, so I put him in the backyard, just eat, do not let him see people, do not let him see weapons. ”

Jia Mengle could hear it, "There is such a martial art in the world, it is harmful and harmful!" he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's all my fault for being greedy for some martial arts secrets!" Sima Lie cried bitterly.

"Didn't the Taoist priest say that there was any way to save him?" Jia Mengle asked while comforting Master Sima.

"At that time, I also asked, the mad Taoist priest recited a strange poem, what strange and tragic is hidden deeply, lovesickness became crazy overnight. Who believes in the good wind and clear clothes, Lan Province first removed the negative heart. On the contrary, it is easy to grow and grow, and the smoke and orchid leaves are fragrant and warm. The jade does not move the smoke of the furnace, and the family collects the old chaotic poems. It took a lot of effort for Sima Lie to memorize the poem.

......Jia Mengle understood word by word, what is the connection between the whole poem and Sima Rui's illness?

"Forget it, don't think about it, there is a destiny in the dark, if you want to come to the mad Taoist priest to pass on his martial arts to Rui'er, he has his own reason, what will happen in the future, no one can say, just let him go." "Sima Lie is old, and he has seen a lot of these things, and he has no intention of secretly grieving anymore.

"By the way, I received a message from Master Sun, and he asked you to go back. "Yes, he hasn't seen his mother for more than a year, and he wants to go back.

"Thank you for taking me in, I was regarded as a martial arts rebel, only because of Lord Sun's recommendation, I took refuge in your book, I didn't expect it to be ......" This year or so, Jia Mengle sighed a lot, in this book, he didn't treat him as an outsider, he respected him everywhere, cared about him, and taught him whipping, in the eyes of the head and his son, he had already become a friend of conscience.

Sima Biao knew that Jia Mengle was leaving, and he couldn't bear it, "Brother, I know that the wind on the martial arts is higher than a while, as long as the matter passes, you will leave after all!"

"I will definitely come back!" Jia Mengle didn't expect that he would be able to take refuge and get acquainted with him.

When they met, it was difficult to leave, so the two set up a banquet and toasted to say goodbye. It was autumn, and Jia Mengle left Yangzhou with the affection of his father and son. He thought about it as he walked, and was also recommended by Master Sun, one was to learn swords, but what he got was bitter water full of belly; Yangzhou book, he will always remember, Jinling Zhujiabao, he will always remember.

Jia Mengle with the nostalgia for the Sima family, with the thought of everyone in the Sun Mansion, he hurried away, unconsciously came to the town of Wushan outside Jinling City, this is a small town, but belongs to the north-south traffic artery, there are many inns, mainly for the past merchants to live. Jia Mengle rushed for a day, people were tired and sleepy, and it was getting late, and there was still a day's journey from Jinling City, Jia Mengle wanted to find an inn to live in, and then rush tomorrow. But I didn't expect that Wushan Town, which is lively and lively on weekdays, is silent today, only the fallen leaves on the street with the autumn wind, not to mention that the inn is not open, and even the shops are closed with their windows and doors, and they are as quiet as death. As the so-called moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, when the ancient temple jackdaw is crying, where did Jia Mengle think that an earth-shattering event would happen here.

(I don't know what happened, but if you want to know what happened, please see the next breakdown!)