Uncle Mo was leaving, and Wang Chen felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past half a month, he has become accustomed to the days of fighting side by side with this dead old man, and he has also become accustomed to arguing with him, and used to being beaten by him with a cigarette stick??? When he said he was going to leave alone. The loss in Wang Chen's heart is naturally indescribable. Although he also tried his best to say that he wanted to go to the appointment with Mo Jiang, it didn't matter if he lived or died. But General Mo completely dispelled his thoughts with only a very calm sentence, and he said, "Do you think that you have the ability to get involved in a battle of our level?"

Strength!

Wang Chen sat sullenly in the backyard of Ren's mansion, looking at the moon in the sky in a daze.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, what are you thinking? Ren Changlin didn't know which bush he jumped out from, put his arm around Wang Chen's shoulder, and shouted.

"Hmm. No matter how much he chattered beside him, Wang Chen was just absent-mindedly perfunctory. This made Changlin very dissatisfied.

"Damn, you can't be a girl you like, are you? Chang Lin asked for a long time to no avail, pondered alone for a while, and suddenly asked, "Wang Shaoxia must have fallen in love with which beautiful young lady, she couldn't help it, she thought about it for a while, and she couldn't give up??? Oh, that's not right. You haven't been out of the house for the past two days. Don't you have a chance?" Changlin held his chin and thought for a while, and slapped his face, "Ah Chen, you have a crush on the girl from my Ren Mansion! It's okay, my brother is in charge of marrying you??? Don't worry, you are my good brother, and your business is my business???"

"Okay! Shut up!" Wang Chen really admired his imagination, and the sad parting atmosphere that was rarely brewed was washed to pieces in his protracted YY. If he hadn't reacted, the stinky boy might have even figured out his son's name.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Chen finished yelling and shut up, he heard that Ren Changlin was still unwillingly broken, "When the time comes, I will accept that woman as my righteous sister, and you will be my brother-in-law." Your son is my nephew??? Hahaha, I must personally teach him kung fu and make him a hero, and ??? when the time comes."

"Ren Changlin, shut up!" Wang Chen sighed helplessly and said again, looking at Changlin's unwilling eyes, he added, "I'm just worried about Uncle Mo." ”

"Haha, I knew that. But with that man, I don't think you need to worry too much. Changlin paused for a moment, revealing a fascinated expression, "I grew up listening to the stories of His Royal Highness King Mo since I was a child, and it is said that where there is injustice, there is King Mo, and for children of our family, he is a living legend." Everyone looked up to him as if they were looking up at the sun, and all the heroes in the world were like light-seeking fireflies, running towards him. You just have to believe in such a man. ”

Wang Chen looked at Changlin gratefully, and his words diluted the loss in his heart a lot.

"Hahaha, okay. He's leaving, so it's time for me to go. He stretched and said lightly.

"Why do you want to go? Isn't it good to live in Renfu?" Chang Lin paused for a moment and shouted, "Let's learn kung fu together, study together, go out together to do chivalrous deeds in the future, and always be good brothers like this, isn't it?"

"What do I say like an irrelevant idler staying here all the time?" Looking at the eyes of the little beast in Changlin, Wang Chen's heart warmed, but he still shook his head and said!

"It's irrelevant. We're good friends!" Changlin got anxious.

"What are you kidding! I have nothing to do here, I eat and sleep every day, you might as well buy a pig." ”

"Buying a pig doesn't talk to me, it doesn't fight with me, it doesn't talk to me about dreams. Changlin silently lowered his head.

Wang Chen patted the young man's shoulder helplessly, and he looked at the moon in the sky. Parting? It's a good weather. But before leaving, there is another question I want to ask Uncle Mo.

"Which is more important, chivalry or kung fu?" Mo Jiang looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, wondering how he could ask such a question.

"That's right. When I was away from Fire City, I was thinking, if it weren't for your kung fu, it would be so good. Then our chivalry will not help anyone at all, and will only be sent to death in vain. So I want to know, can't a person who is not good at kung fu be a hero?" Wang Chen looked into Mo Jiang's eyes, and finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

General Mo scratched his head, thought for a moment, and waved his hand, "You come with me." ”

"There are many people in the world who are good at kung fu, but there are very few who are called chivalrous. General Mo said in a deep groan as he walked, "Because everyone has the characteristic of avoiding harm and seeking profit, it takes more courage to fight against opponents who are stronger than you." There will always be someone in the world who is better than you. If you really want to talk about chivalry in kung fu, then isn't it true that only the best in the world is worthy of being a hero? However, if you only have a chivalrous spirit and don't practice kung fu well, then I don't think it's really chivalrous.

"Wang Chen, can you see the wild geese over there?" Before they knew it, the two of them had already walked to the small hill, and Mo Jiang raised his hand and pointed to a bush of wild grass in the distance under his feet.

Wang Chen looked up, and his vision was full of dead branches, shrubs and weeds, and there was a shadow of wild geese. He shook his head blankly. General Mo nodded and smiled slightly. Then he picked up a rock the size of a goose egg from the ground, threw it forward, and smashed it into the grass with a "dang" sound. Dozens of wild geese flew up and rushed to the sky.

"Can you see it now?" asked Mo Jiang again.

"Yes. Wang Chen didn't know what General Mo wanted to do.

He nodded, picked up another stone, and threw it into the bottom of the ditch, "Can you see it?" asked Mo Jiang.

Wang Chen poked his head over, only to see that the bottom of the ditch was pitch black, not to mention the stone he had just thrown, Wang Chen couldn't even see whether there was a stone underneath. He shook his head again blankly, indicating that he really couldn't see.

"Good. Can you see this?" Mo Jiang lit a fire fold in his hand and threw it into the ditch, just like what happened to the stone just now. The fire breaker struck the earth and rocks twice, popping out some sparks, and then landed safely at the bottom of the ditch. In an instant, the bottom of the ditch brightened.

"Yes!" Wang Chen nodded.

"You see, even if you are a wild goose, you are a flint. But if you don't fly, don't shine. Then it's no different from a mallard duck or a stone. In the same way, there is no point in having chivalry without the strength to put your chivalry into practice. Stinky boy, I've seen more geniuses in my life than you've ever met. General Mo picked up his cigarette stick and gently knocked it on Wang Chen's head, "A person without chivalrous spirit, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is just a warrior." But a person who has a chivalrous spirit but does not strive to achieve it is just a reckless man who speaks in the vernacular. If you want to be seen, you have to fly, you have to shine. General Mo said seriously, he has been adrift for half his life, and this passage has not only been said to Wang Chen alone, but many teenagers have been drowned in the dust of the rivers and lakes. Starting from oneself is always easier said than done.

"Haha, then I see. The depression in Wang Chen's heart was swept away, and he laughed heartily.

"That's right. Stinky boy. This one is up to you. Mo Jiang looked at him with satisfaction, took out a small token from his clothes, and threw it to Wang Chen.

"What is this?" Wang Chen asked as he looked at the small bronze medal in his hand suspiciously.

"A year later, there will be a jousting tournament. If you want, come and participate. Maybe there will be a chance to see you again" General Mo smiled, jumped over, like a big peng, and jumped down the hill. There was only a string of hearty laughter left in the air.

Wang Chen clenched the bronze medal in his hand and secretly made an oath.