There is a house, several rooms, and a courtyard in Jiangzhou City.

Ordinary and inconspicuous.

In the afternoon, the weather was bright and breezy.

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing in the courtyard, clear and crisp, with a few laughs and sighs interspersed.

Fang Yin shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It's not as good as Senior Brother, Fang Yin can't do it." ”

Zhou Daochang held his sword and said with a smile: "Three Pure Halal, Empty Soul Divine Skill, ha! This Uncle Su, I don't know what he thinks!"

Yes, the two of them are competing in swords, it is not a competition, this is Daoist Zhou instructing Daoist Fang. Of course, Zhou Daochang's swordsmanship is profound, and his internal strength is strong, and Daoist Fang is not his opponent at all, but he is defeated immediately after three moves and two styles. The defeat is convincing, and Fang Yin is also a little frustrated in admiration, knowing that these swords from his own house are really not good, and the already small internal force is also useless.

"Senior Brother Fang, please-" One person stepped forward with a smile while holding his long sword, standing still, looking at Fang Yin and nodding. Senior Brother Fang knew that he would be defeated, and he didn't want to compare anymore: "If you don't come, you won't come, Senior Brother Wu, Fang Yin is not your right-" Before he finished speaking, there was a click, and the man took out another sword lightly: "Be careful! Don't be distracted!" Fang Yin was helpless, so he had to wave the long sword in his hand to block high and low, and for a while, the sound of the two swords of the Titicaca sword was repeated, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which was very good.

Senior Brother Wu's name is Wu Cunyou, a person in his thirties, with a slightly dark complexion and a handsome face. Senior Brother Wu is also a disciple of the 37th generation of the Shangqing Dynasty, studied under Sima Changyan, and now lives in this house in Jiangzhou City, like Zhou Daochang. This house is the place where the Shangqing men people settled in Jiangzhou, and there were four people on weekdays, and two people went to the capital last month.

Seeing that his sword was faster than a sword, Fang Yin only felt dazzled for a while, and immediately guarded the door and fought and retreated: "Senior brother, stay, Fang Yin really can't do it, it's still not comparable!" Senior Brother Wu didn't stop, and the sword in his hand was better than a leisurely stroll: "Senior Brother Fang, I heard that you were the first in the Mid-Autumn Festival competition last time, why is your internal swordsmanship so bad?"

"Cunyou, be careful, haha!" Zhou Daochang smiled and said: "Uncle Su's methods, haven't you seen it!" Wu Cunyou was stunned, and he put his arm on his wrist and took a sword straight to the middle palace: "Chasing the wind and chasing electricity!" This sword is fast and sharp, and the sound of the sword breaking through the air has come out, but unexpectedly, half of the formula is immediately suffocated, and the meridians are condensed and the limbs are paralyzed, and the remaining half of the formula cannot be released! Wu Cunyi's heart was shocked, and then he saw Fang Yin stick out his tongue, pull the sword and laugh: "Senior Brother Wu, see the smile." ”

Silent, colorless, tasteless, and without a trace, laughing and laughing, still laughing. After only half a breath, Wu Cunyi withdrew his sword and frowned: "Weird and weird, senior brother, have you tried it?" Zhou Daochang smiled and sighed: "I tried it the day before yesterday, just like you." Wu Cunyi looked at Fang Yin and said, "Senior Brother Fang, what is this?" Fang Yin smiled and said: "The leaf of the ink lotus, the root of Bodhi, this thing is called seeing laughter-" As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out a small porcelain bottle: "Senior brother, look, this is it." ”

Looking at it with bated breath, I saw half a bottle of powder inside, gray and white. Wu Cunyi pondered for a long time, still puzzled: "Senior brother, when did you lay down this thing? Why did I get tricked? Why are you okay?" Fang Yin stretched out his little finger, picked out a little from the bottle, and flicked it lightly: "That's it." "When I see a smile and see the wind, the powder is extremely fine, and it is indistinguishable to the naked eye:" Seeing laughter, I have to laugh between laughs, just because Fang Yin has been hit a lot before, this thing is convenient for me to lose its effectiveness." ”

"Haha Cunyou, you hit it again a hundred and eighty times, and you have nothing to do with Cunzhen!" Zhou Daochang said with a smile, and sighed again: "If it is tiny, it will not be visible, and if it is small, it will be pervasive, and the things made by Uncle Su are always like this, like this, ha!" Fang Yin shook his head and said with a smile: "Fang Yin's martial arts are not good, so he has to make this little trick that is not in the stream, which really makes the two senior brothers laugh." Wu Cunyi shook his head generally, but he smiled bitterly: "That's not the case, the victory or defeat of the two of them is only on the first line, and this half breath is enough for you to draw a line on your senior brother." ”

"It's just the same. Zhou Daochang nodded and said: "The true skill is still shallow, and the internal breath cannot be sent outside the body, if you have defense, he will not be able to control you." Wu Cunyi nodded when he heard this, and said with a straight face: "Senior Brother Fang, if I protect my body with my true qi and don't let me laugh at it, what should you do?" Fang Yin smiled: "No, there is no way." Zhou Daochang smiled and said: "There is a way, save the truth, don't you still have six cow hair needles?"

Fang Yin sighed and said with a wry smile: "It's all a little trick from the side, it's a joke, don't mention it." Zhou Daochang shook his head and said: "The Tao is natural, you don't have to be rigid, as long as you use it properly, it's fine." Senior Brother Wu then laughed and patted Fang Yin on the shoulder: "Senior brother, my Shangqing disciple has the world's most important character, even more than martial arts and swordsmanship, as long as you are upright and straight, it's good!" Fang Yin nodded, and said with a smile: "Fang Yin's character is not good, he became a Taoist priest halfway, and ran down the mountain after learning nothing, haha! Shangqing disciples like me don't embarrass Shangqing, it's good!"

The two looked at each other and laughed together. Zhou Daochang said with a smile: "Cunzhen is a good person and speaks well, I look at it very well!" Senior Brother Wu smiled: "Yes, yes, I and Senior Brother Fang are also very angry! Come on, come on, sit down and talk!" Then the three of them sat in the courtyard drinking tea and chatting.

Making friends is a confidant, although Fang Yin and the two of them are a lot of age different, but the words are very compatible. The more the three of them talked, the more speculative they became, and they didn't know how quickly time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the red sun was about to set, and the clouds were all over the sky. Another day has passed, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yin has returned to Jiangzhou for seven or eight days, although what he thinks in his heart is not satisfactory, but he has also gained a lot of knowledge. In fact, whether it is in the mountains or in the world, Fang Yin does not ask for much, it is good to live like this ordinary day by day.

That mansion was not found in the end, and there was no clue after asking many parties for several days, Fang Yin couldn't, Xiao Liuzi couldn't have a big fat head, and Zhou Wu couldn't either. When Longjing was nineteen years old, Jiangzhou Mansion had been changed to Zhizhou, Zhou Daochang said that the previous Zhizhou Jia was imprisoned and his home was raided, and Yu Longjing died in prison in the fifteenth year. Now the king of Zhizhou is honest and honest, and the people of Jiangzhou live and work in peace and contentment, which is different from the situation back then.

Fang Yin knew that in recent years, the world has been unbeatable, and it is really a rare peaceful and prosperous world. The situation of leaving Jiangzhou back then is still in front of him, and Fang Yin thinks and sighs every time, like a dream. The Beihu that caused the Jiangzhou massacre for three days and made Fang Yin homeless is now in decline and has no strength to raise troops, and the Beihu cavalry that harassed and plundered has long since disappeared, and the border people have really lived a few years of peace.

However, every time there is no wind, the world is in turmoil and war, just as in recent years, the north has been calm and calm, and the west has gradually become strife. Xiliang Iron Cavalry is brave and good at fighting, the strength is even greater than that of Beihu, a few years ago gathered hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in the western border town to eye, Longjing Army also gathered in Liangzhou City to wait for the day, the war is about to break out!

Zhou Daochang smiled and said: "Cun Zhen, Xiliangguo said that Liangzhou is theirs, why do you say?"

Fang Yin smiled: "Fang Yin doesn't know, heh, could it be that there is a cool word?"

Senior Brother Wu said with a smile: "Through the first line in the vast desert, control the throat of the five counties, Liangzhou City must not be lost, and if you lose it, you will be defeated." ”

Zhou Daochang sighed: "Xiliang Kingdom, Longjing Dynasty, that ancient city has been through troubles and wars for a long time, how can you say that it is it, whose is it!"

Senior Brother Wu sighed: "Once the two countries go to war, many people will die, hey!"

Fang Yin was speechless, remembering the past.

War, war, Jiangzhou, Liangzhou, the world!

The strikingly similar history repeats itself every time, and exactly the same tragedy happens again and again, and Fang Yin doesn't understand.

I still remember that I asked why.