When the old man saw Ouyang, he first froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he walked quickly to his side, looked at him carefully, and said, "This young man, who made your clothes?"

"Huh?" Ouyang was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"This old man is called 'Changsangjun', he is a very powerful person, my sheep is sick, he helped cure it~"

Zhao Zhen drove the sheep to a shed next to the fence, closed the door, and walked over to introduce Ouyang to him.

"I've seen Changsangjun's predecessors. Ouyang bowed nondescriptly, and then explained, "I bought this dress in the store, and I don't know who made it." ”

"Then will you give me this dress, young man. He stared at the pockets on Ouyang's body with burning eyes, and said in an excited tone, "With so many pockets, I think I can cultivate a few more herbs." ”

What kind of herb is so curious, you have to hang it on your body and cultivate it......

"Don't change it, this is something I'm ashamed of, I only have such a dress all over my body, and I won't have anything to wear to you. ”

"I can give you my clothes. Chang Sangjun asked tentatively.

"Don't. Ouyang showed a look of disgust unabashedly, "You are in tatters, how can you have my clothes, they are breathable and warm, they are very comfortable to wear, and they look good." ”

"Uh......" Chang Sangjun was stunned for a moment, looked at his sloppy self, and then looked at the neat and clean Ouyang, and suddenly felt that he was very reasonable.

Could it be that he is really too sloppy? Chang Sangjun suddenly began to dislike himself a little.

"Changsang, Ouyang's clothes are no worse than these herbs on your body. "Qingniu" stroked his long beard and said, "If you take out your Shennong and scatter it, maybe you can change it." ”

Chang Sangjun's eyes widened, and he retorted: "Shennongsan's dispensing is extremely strange, do you think you can match it if you want to?!"

"Don't be in a hurry, Ouyang will live in Shennongjian for a while, and wait for you to match slowly, hahahaha!" The old man laughed insolently, his expression extremely arrogant.

"You bad old man, you feel numb when you laugh, it's really uncomfortable, why do you feel like you're being eaten. ”

Chang Sangjun frowned, shook his clothes, and the herbs on his body also trembled, swaying and shaking, which was very interesting.

"Because clothes are useful to you, Shennongsan is useless to you. ”

After the "Green Cow" finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Chang Sangjun, and Chang Sangjun no longer paid attention to a few people, turned around and went to take care of his herbs again, muttering while cooking, as if he was weighing what "Green Niu" said.

Led Ouyang into the fence, "Qingniu" spoke: "Changsangjun, don't look at him sloppy and unattractive, in fact, he is quite capable, the herbs outside the fence are all planted by him, which can prevent wild beasts." If there are jackals, tigers, leopards, insects, ants, poisonous snakes, etc., they will automatically flee when they smell the herbs. ”

"But when I was in the forest before, I didn't encounter any jackals, tigers and leopards?" Ouyang was a little strange.

"Partly because of this white ape. ”

"Qingniu" explained, and casually lifted a large water tank full of water, which made Ouyang feel shocked.

The old man's physical hardness is about the same as his own, right? No, such a heavy water tank, at least three times the strength of ordinary people can be lifted so lightly.

Could it be some kind of capacity trick?

"Be conscious!" he frowned, glaring at the white ape. The white ape immediately squatted down obediently and made a gesture of holding his hands to the sky.

The "green ox" put the water tank on the head of the white ape, let it hold the water tank, and said to it, "Squat until you are called to eat." ”

The white ape nodded, indicating that he understood.

Ouyang was amazed: it was the first time he had seen such a spiritual and human-speaking animal.

"Qingniu" finished cleaning up the white ape, turned around and said to Ouyang as he walked: "This white ape I met when I was wandering away from the land of Bashu, I saw that he was clever and took him as a boy, and he was regarded as a servant when he went out." ”

"Such a clever white ape, they're all about to become fine, right?" Ouyang couldn't help but complain.

The old man nodded: "This white ape is really smart, when I occasionally dance the sword, it only takes a few glances and learns seventy-seven-eighty-eight." A hand of swordsmanship, in its hands has more agility and delicacy that many people can't do, which can be called everyone. ”

"It's amazing. Ouyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Could it be that the surrounding jackals, tigers and leopards were all strangled by him?"

"Exactly. The "green cow" sighed lightly and explained, "It is originally an animal, and it does everything as it pleases, but it does not know morality, etiquette, and shame, so it cannot cultivate the mind." Although learning the sword has increased its ability, it has also increased its arrogance. Before the heart is cultivated, this anger is about to be vented, and the jackals, tigers and leopards in the forest are all cut off by the green branches in its hands. ”

"The sword is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship is also a murderous technique, this beast doesn't cultivate his own heart, he only learns the art of killing, and it's already good if he doesn't go mad. ”

In another room came an old man in his sixties and seventies.

The old man was dressed in linen, his face was resolute, his eyebrows were covered with deep wrinkles, and he walked towards him, with a kind of Jin Ge Iron Horse that ordinary people could not resist, which was quite shocking.

"Sun Wu has seen Xiaoyou. ”

Before Ouyang could speak, the other party had already taken the initiative to say hello.

Which Sun Wu can't be the Sun Wu who wrote "The Art of War", right?

According to legend, Sun Wu was disheartened with Wu because of Wu Zixu's death, so he lived in seclusion again, could it really be him?

The first defeat of Wu was because Wu Wangfu went to the Central Plains to compete with others for the alliance leader, but was stolen by King Yue.

Then within two years, Wu Zixu was framed to death.

The next thing was even simpler, the state of Wu was defeated again and again, until the country was destroyed.

So at this time period, the reclusive one is Sun Wu, and it is really very likely that it is that one.

"Ouyang, a late student, has seen the old gentleman. Ouyang immediately responded with a salute, of course, it was still not very standard.

Then he couldn't bear it anymore and asked curiously, "Are you the Sun Wu who wrote the book of war and almost destroyed Chu, grandson?"

Sun Wu was stunned for a moment and nodded: "It's the old man." I didn't expect that someone would read the old man's work and hear the old man's thin name. ”

"The old gentleman is very talented, and the books he wrote are exquisite, and they can be called classics of the soldiers. Ouyang saluted again respectfully.

Sun Wuhe, the legendary saint of the soldiers, and a big living person appeared in front of him!

Sun Wu, who can be called the most holy soldier, is not as simple as writing a book "The Art of War".

He is not Zhao Kuo, not just a theoretician, he used his real achievements to leave a great reputation in history.

At the beginning of the Wu-Chu War, Sun Wu commanded the army of Wu, and led a division of 30,000 troops, attacked thousands of miles away, penetrated deep into the great powers, fought five battles and five victories, and smashed the Chu capital, creating a miracle in Chinese military history to win more with less, which is also the most famous battle of Baiju.

In this battle, if it weren't for the fact that the national strength of the Wu State could not carry such a vast territory of the Chu State, otherwise, the Wu State would even be able to directly destroy the Chu State with this battle alone.

He had also been to Sun Wu's hometown in Suzhou before, but after more than 2,000 years of vicissitudes, who knows what it was like before.

I didn't expect to see it!

"Oh? hehehe...... I didn't expect you to be so optimistic about the old man's book. Sun Wu smiled and said, "But if you want to talk about the real talent, I'm afraid it's the old gentleman next to you." ”

"Could it be that Grandpa Qingniu is a Taoist celebrity?" Ouyang looked at the old man beside him with a puzzled expression.

Sun Wu glanced at the "Green Ox" and saw that he didn't stop him, so he said, "He himself is the Taoist ancestor, Li Er, Lao Dan, and the world calls him 'Lao Tzu'." ”

"WTF?!" Ouyang was startled, his hairs stood on end, and he looked at "Qingniu" with a shocked expression.

"It's the old man. Li Er was also polite, nodded and agreed.

Ouyang was already completely messy.

Is there a mistake, Lao Tzu, he he, is he still alive?!

He is not very familiar with history, but he always feels that "riding a green ox out of the valley and leaving 5,000 words of morality" should at least be about the same time as the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, right?

Lao Tzu, who is like a fairy, is still alive?!

And it also appeared at the same frequency as "Yue Nu Sword", Sun Wu?

To make no mistake, this is probably too exaggerated.

This sense of unreality made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ahem...... Forgive me for taking the liberty of it, how old are you, Grandpa Qingniu. ”

"There are two in 100 years. Li Er said with a smile.

One hundred and two years old? Although it is true that it is a long life, it is not too exaggerated.

"Grandpa Sun Wu, this is Ouyang's long stick. ”

Just when Ouyang was still messy in the wind, Zhao Zhen came up, handed Sun Wu a tactical stick and said, "Grandpa Qingniu said that this stick is secretly in line with the art of war, but it is amazing." ”

"Oh?" As soon as the art of war was mentioned, Sun Wu became a little interested, took the long stick and pondered.

At this time, another "young" old man who was over half a hundred years old also came over silently, sticking out his head to watch Sun Wu fiddling with his tactical stick.

"It is indeed exquisite, if there is a team of 1,000 people holding this stick, taking the mountain and forest paths to attack the enemy's logistics, it is indeed a strange army. ”

Sun Wu nodded, made a pertinent evaluation, and then returned the tactical stick to Zhao Zhen: "It's just that this long stick is probably expensive and not easy to cast." ”

"Is this black iron?" Before Ouyang could speak, the "young" old man suddenly asked out loud.

"Uh...... I do not know. Ouyang touched his nose in embarrassment.

"When the ancestor was alive, he mentioned that when he was forging steel, he wiped the sword with black charcoal, and the sword was completely black, which could make the long sword not rot. It's a pity that the long sword passed away before it was completed, which is a pity. ”

"Young," said the old man, holding out his hand to stroke his mustache in regret.

At this time, Ouyang realized that the other party only had three fingers—thumb, ring finger, and little thumb. The index and middle fingers appear to have been cut off.

It does not affect life, but it is difficult to engage in manual work. It should be the work of an enemy with a "small pity", Ouyang judged in his heart.