As Azhu took a deep breath, many memories came back to him.

After a full hour, Ah Zhu kneaded his brows with both hands, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

At this hour, Azhu digested too many memories.

It turns out that in this world, there is still Gusu Yanziwu, and his own son is still famous in Jiangnan.

But there is no Wang Yu in this world, there is no new dynasty, and there is not even Mongolia and Li Tang.

On the contrary, there was a Song dynasty that Azhu had never heard of.

It seems that this world is really not an illusory world.

Could it be that Wang Yu really sent himself to reincarnation, and this is where his previous life was?

Ah Zhu couldn't be sure, but he faintly believed it in his heart.

"Sister Azhu, I learned some piano music again, you can help me listen to it. A girl in blue clothes didn't push the door, and came in directly.

Ah Zhu didn't look back, so he naturally said: "Ah Bi, you can just go to find your son, why do you have to come to me every time." ”

This sentence was uttered completely naturally, without the slightest pause or thought.

Obviously, this body and Abi are no longer generally familiar.

It's a strange and familiar world. Azhu sighed again in his heart.

Ah Bi's face was a little ruddy, and she said, "Sister Ah Zhu, you tease me again." ”

Ah Zhu finally turned around, looking at Ah Bi's somewhat shy appearance, and his heart moved.

According to the memory of this body. Swallow Dock is still thirty miles outside of Suzhou, where the world-famous Murong family is located.

Both his family and Abi live in the "Listening Perfume Pavilion", and the "Listening Perfume Pavilion" belongs to a corner of the Swallow Dock. Elegant and chic, the deep courtyard of the mansion is still good, and the helpless people are silent.

In his spare time, he and Ah Bi each learned some miscellaneous tricks to entertain themselves.

Ah Bi is obsessed with five tones and seven rhythms, and he is obsessed with changing his appearance. Over time, the skills are perfect, and the people who dress up are all Vishaw.

This qiē. How similar it is to his own life.

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. Or Dream Butterfly Zhuang Zhou.

Is it the illusory memory of that life, or is the current world illusory?

Is this qiē all a dream of Nanke?

Azhu doesn't know anything now.

However, there is no Wang Yu in this life. Without the white-clothed swordsman, Yanziwu will definitely be calm, and if he can stay here for a long time, there is nothing wrong with his old age.

True or false, what is the need?

It's just, "Murong in the south, Qiao Feng in the north".

Who is this Qiao Feng? Why does he always have a strange feeling in his heart when he thinks of this name? Ah Zhu was puzzled.

It's just that. This Qiao Feng is really famous in this world.

"Murong in the south, Qiao Feng in the north". As soon as the rivers and lakes come out, who will compete?

Nan is his own son-in-law, Gusu Murong Fu, who shocked the rivers and lakes with a move of "using his way and giving back his body".

In the north, it is Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang.

Across. The weather has always been different.

The south is beautiful, and the people who come out are like sons. Sven and elegant, graceful and suave.

The north is rough, thinking that this Qiao Feng must be a reckless man, maybe bearded and vulgar.

Azhu thought.

It's just that every time I think about it like this, Azhu always has a feeling in his heart that he is telling himself, it's not like this.

In this way, Ah Zhu stayed in Swallow Dock for a few months.

However, even in this relatively stable world, there are still strange turmoil on the rivers and lakes.

The Murong family has a big business and has always been coveted.

Finally, a monk and a son came.

The arrival of the two broke the tranquility of Yanziwu and also involved Azhu in the rivers and lakes, and since then, there has been no return date.

As soon as I entered the rivers and lakes, I was sad.

On that day, perhaps because of the arrangement of fate, in the apricot forest, Azhu finally met Qiao Feng.

said that he saw it, but it was actually a glimpse, looking at him from a distance through the dense human wall.

At that time, Qiao Feng was confronting the heroes in the forest, carving words, making generous statements, and washing away grievances for himself.

Ah Zhu stared at his eyebrows, rough and rough, but with a heroic face, completely different from his own son-in-law.

What made Azhu even more unbelievable was that Qiao Feng's appearance was actually three points similar to Wang Yu.

At this moment, the memories that were almost deliberately forgotten by Azhu resurfaced in Azhu's mind.

"You and I were lovers in a previous life. ”

Ah Zhu shook her head desperately, but Qiao Feng's shadow inevitably took root in her heart after all.

What made Ah Zhu feel even more frightened was that compared to his son-in-law's Jiangnan smoke and rain, Ah Zhu suddenly found that he appreciated Qiao Feng's snow-like heroism even more.

The world's largest gang of beggars is obviously out of infighting, after the turmoil was initially settled, listening to Qiao Feng count the merits and demerits of the disciples in the gang, and being punished on behalf of others, Xueliang stabbed the knife into his body one by one.

Ah Zhu suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

This kind of righteousness and heroism made Azhu suddenly admire.

thought that he was a gang leader, but he was dragged into a bloody case for no reason, and he was wronged. From the former subordinates, the letter was mixed, and it was obvious that he was in a difficult situation.

He shouldn't have been punished like this, he didn't deserve it.

At this moment, what is illusory and real is no longer important in Ah Zhu's heart.

Ah Zhu only knew that he wanted to help this man.

So, Ah Zhu stepped forward, regardless of his own low martial arts, and pointed out the flaws in the meaning of the provocative person.

This qiē is only for him.

Qiao Feng's gaze fell on this girl for the first time.

His eyes were full of approval, and this kind of gaze made Azhu's heart involuntarily overflow with joy.

It's just that, after all, they met, and soon, the two lost contact.

After a while in the apricot forest, Qiao Feng angrily resigned from his position as the leader of the beggar gang, and since then the sky has been high and the sea has been wide and he has lost his trace.

Ah Zhu couldn't follow him, but everywhere he went, he was always in the teahouse and wine shop, and listened intently whenever someone talked about him.

He is a man destined to stir up the world, and no matter where he is, he can't keep a low profile.

There was always Qiao Feng's message constantly coming into Ah Zhu's ears.

The rivers and lakes are huge, but after all, they are composed of all living beings. And he is the most outstanding and the most famous.

In the rivers and lakes, rumors unfavorable to Qiao Feng are spreading.

Some people slandered Qiao Feng's background, saying that he was a Khitan, cruel and tyrannical by nature, and disregarded human life. Some people accuse him of killing his husband and mother, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, and heaven is intolerable. Some people also say that even if he creates great achievements for the beggar gang, if he surrenders to the Khitan one day, he will become a problem for the henchmen of the Great Song Dynasty.

The list goes on and on.

The people of the world are manipulated by the masterminds behind the scenes, confused by rumors, and advocated by the so-called national integrity, and they have drawn a line with him, cut off their robes and cut off their righteousness.

For a while, Qiao Feng became a public enemy of martial arts, and everyone wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Azhu was so worried that he dreamed night after night. (To be continued)