The first cause of all realms

Chapter 575 My Junior Brother, a Hero!

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Boom!

Dark clouds billowed to cover the sky, thunder dragons rolled away, electric snakes intertwined, and the air was filled with the dampness of the storm.

On the official road at the intersection of Longyuan and Northwest, a group of merchants urged their horses to gallop, most of them scolding that the weather was changing too fast, that it was sunny and sunny in the first moment, but dark clouds covered the sky in the next moment.

All the merchants were worried and cursed, and some were happy to see the rain.

Wang Muzhi, who was surrounded by a group of Jinyiwei masters, stretched out his hand to feel the moist air, and nodded involuntarily:
"Last year, the winter was long, the snow was abundant, and the spring days were short. Fortunately, the summer returned to normal and did not enter the extreme weather of extreme cold and extreme heat.

After all, God gave people some time to catch their breath, but it's a pity..."

He sighed slightly, but the Jinyiwei master on one side couldn't help but said: "In the past, more snow means more rain. Worrying about drought is worse than worrying about floods?"

"It seems that Old Master Wang has never farmed before, so he doesn't understand these common senses."

Someone mocked.

"There are some things that cannot be discussed according to common sense. Last year's heavy snow was rare in a hundred years, but in the future, it will become the norm..."

Wang Muzhi didn't take it seriously, and said calmly:
"In the future, winters will get colder and summers will get hotter! Heavy snow, drought, locust plagues, plagues, earthquakes, floods...

Catastrophes that have never happened in the past few years or decades will come one after another..."

"Don't scare me!"

Several Jinyiwei masters interrupted coldly, but for some reason, they felt a little uneasy.

"Extreme natural disasters will make one or even all the lands lose their crops for years. Under the disaster, the bandits and strong beams will be exterminated endlessly, and the government's income and expenditure will not be balanced. In order to protect themselves, the big clan will be even more greedy. The church took advantage of the opportunity to revolt, and all the Daozhou government rebelled against the king...

And the army of Sirius outside the Great Wall and the Great Li Dynasty will follow..."

Neither high nor low, there was no exaggeration or setback, just a calm and cold narration, and the hearts of the Jin Yiwei masters around couldn't help but sink.

There is a kind of extremely depressed panic.

Boom!

At the right time, there was another thunderstorm, and there were raindrops from time to time.

"This rain will not be light. How about you guys go to that tea shop to rest? By the way, I will wait for your Master Li..."

Wang Muzhi looked into the distance.

There, there is a large tea shop with three floors, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that someone has taken over the abandoned inn.

In the past, the nine prefectures of the Ming Dynasty, even at the county and township level, had post stations for unimportant official documents, information transmission, board and lodging for officials on the way, and horse-changing.

Even some parcels and letters between the people are in charge of the post station.

Of course, it is not uncommon for the inn to be dismantled on a large scale and sold to others nowadays, but the guards in Jinyi still frowned when they saw it.

"Mr. Wang, don't you have someone else to meet you?"

Several Jinyiwei are very vigilant.

"It's just an old friend who came to see him off. Why should you be nervous?"

After Wang Mu's words, he stepped forward:

"If the old man wants to leave, can you stop it? It's just that Master Li is willing to gamble and lose, and Wang keeps his promise."

The expressions of all the masters of Jin Yiwei changed, but no one dared to stop them. The one in front of them was not something they could stop.

wow~
Accompanied by a muffled thunder, the torrential downpour fell as soon as it was said. Outside the tea shop, there was a moment of steaming, but inside, it was a noisy scene.

A group of Jinyiwei masters traveled in casual clothes, which was not very conspicuous. Although some people were curious, they did not cause any disturbance.

"Brother Wang!"

At the handrail on the second floor, someone got up and slightly cupped his hands towards Wang Muzhi.

Several Jinyiwei masters looked solemnly, and they looked at him one after another, only to see that he was dressed in black bunt, majestic and majestic, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Qi Liuyi!"

Jin Yiwei couldn't help holding down the handle of the knife, but he let it go.

The person who surrendered on the second floor was none other than Qi Liuyi, the chief arrester of the six gates of Longyuan Road, who was known as the Arhat Subduing the Dragon.

"Brother Qi, long time no see."

Wang Muzhi smiled slightly, returned the salute, and went upstairs without the slightest sense of being a prisoner. The masters of Jinyiwei had no choice but to keep up.

The rain came fast and heavy, and many passing merchants also stopped here, and there were not many seats on the second floor, Wang Muzhi took his seat, and several Jinyiwei masters had to stand.

Several people looked at each other, their faces were not very good-looking, how could they escort prisoners like this...

"I heard that Mr. Wang is going to Beijing, so Qi Mou specially came to see him off."

Qi Liu took a gulp of wine.

"Brother Qi has a heart."

Wang Muzhi also drank his glass to the brim.

Qi Liuyi poured wine for each other, turned his eyes and asked:

"I heard that Mr. Wang fought against that Li Baihu. I don't know how to win or lose? Seeing that Mr. Wang is full of energy, it seems..."

"There are no worthless men under a great reputation. Mr. Li has been famous for many years, and his martial arts are beyond the reach of Mr. Wang..."

Wang Muzhi said something casually, but didn't mention it much.

The expressions of the group of Jinyiwei changed, and they all remained silent.

Qi Liuyi became more and more curious.

If it is said that Wang Muzhi was better than Li Baihu, and he was escorted to the capital by Jin Yiwei, if it is said that he was defeated, judging by his expression, it seems wrong.

But before he could speak, Wang Muzhi changed the subject and asked:
"Brother Qi is here, I'm afraid it's not just to see Wang off?"

"There are other reasons too."

Qi Liuyi pondered for a moment, before speaking:

"Mr. Wang, why do you insist on doing this?"

"Brother Qi is referring to?"

Wang Muzhi drank by himself.

"Naturally, it is the matter of the Wanxiang Mountain disciples going to the Northwest Road to help Yang prison..."

Qi Liuyi sighed:

"In recent years, natural disasters have continued, riots have occurred frequently in various places, and alien races outside the pass are staring at you. You are a great Confucian in the world, and you don't want to serve the country, but why bother, why..."

He couldn't continue, but Wang Muzhi stopped the conversation:
"Why rebel?"

The voices of the two were not high, but the group's bearing was extraordinary, which was already eye-catching. Hearing these words, the originally noisy second floor suddenly fell into dead silence.

A few Jinyiwei masters glanced coldly, but the diners could no longer sit still. The bold ones lowered their heads to drink, and the timid ones went downstairs directly, and drove away in the heavy rain.

"The Ming Dynasty has supported scholars for 400 years, even if it can't turn the tide and help the building to collapse. It shouldn't be..."

Qi Liuyi sighed deeply.

Twenty years in Longyuan Taoism, he can be said to admire Mr. Wang in front of him from the bottom of his heart, but it is precisely because of this that he just didn't understand.

"Brother Qi really wants to know?"

Qi Liu nodded.

"One summer day many years ago, the old man took a nap in the tree. I still remember that day the sun was very poisonous, the sun was shining brightly, and there was light shining through the cracks in the tree..."

Wang Muzhi drank the wine in the glass slowly, and then said slowly:
"...It was a very, very, very long nightmare. In the dream, I saw the flames of war, burning on the earth for a hundred years...

I saw natural disasters, earthquakes, prosperity like Jiangnan Road, ten rooms and nine empties, saw corpses like mountains, cut off the Wanlong River..."

The calm voice seemed to have great contagious power, causing the hearts of the people around to shake and mourn, as if they had really seen the tragic dream like the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

"Mr. Wang's skills are improving, I'm afraid the breakthrough is not far away..."

Qi Liuyi suddenly came back to his senses, and drank heavily:
"But this is just a dream, how can things in the dream be taken seriously?"

Speaking of this, he glanced at the brocade guards with serious and ugly expressions beside him, and said:

"All of this never happened after all. Moreover, the person who beheaded the sword was too stubborn and perverted. Yu You is naturally the best choice. He can be the master of others. I'm afraid it won't be a big deal..."

He sighed and persuaded, but even he himself did not expect that he actually believed Wang Muzhi's words to a certain extent.

Of course, he had never heard of Yang Yu's illustrious reputation. Not only had he heard of it, but he was also amazed and admired in his heart.

but……

Seeing him shaking his head, Wang Muzhi couldn't help but smile:
"Brother Qi, how many books have you read?"

"...Qi's reading is of course no better than Mr. Wang's, but there are some truths that can't be understood only by reading!"

Qi Liuyi was almost choked, and his dislike of reading was his biggest weakness.

"Brother Qi looks down on my junior brother. The reason is that he has a violent personality and is intolerant..."

Seeing Qi Liu nodded, Wang Muzhi said again:

"As for what I value about him, there are two points. Brother Qi, why don't you listen to it?"

Before Qi Liuyi could reply, Wang Muzhi had already spoken:

"My junior brother was born in the humble beginnings, so he was lucky enough to encounter him, but within ten years, he has already reached the top ranks in the world.

Everyone in the world knows about his life and deeds, Brother Qi, I think I have seen it..."

Qi Liu nodded.

"It's human nature to be far away from hard work and close to pleasure. It's a man's nature to like fancy clothes, delicious food, and beautiful women...

My junior brother is proud of his youth, but he does not indulge his nature, this is self-denial..."

"This……"

Qi Liuyi frowned, but had no choice but to nod.

Young people are full of energy and blood, warriors are even more victorious, young people who are not self-indulgent, often have strict family education, and come from a humble background but not self-indulgent, how to say, they are considered outstanding.

"From Heishan to punish the magistrate, to Lingchi Niewen Cave, to Deyang Mansion to eliminate demons, to Longyuan to suppress chaos, and Yanzhou to eliminate evil...

For ten years, he has always been like this, does it count as unwavering determination? "

Qi Liuyi had nothing to say, and the group of Jinyiwei looked at each other, but they had to admit, especially Ling Chi and Nie Wendong, that Jinyiwei had already spread the word...

"Brother Qi asks again, Wang can still say more, but, these two points, aren't they enough?"

Wang Muzhi dropped the wine glass and poured himself:
"To be honest, he rebelled, and I begged him several times. It's not that I want to help him, but that he is helping me!"

"you!"

Hearing these words, the faces of the guards in Jinyi changed suddenly, and the air of murder was surging. Not to mention the diners on the second floor, the lobby was almost empty.

Qi Liu's face darkened:

"Qi has always respected you as a person and regarded you as a hero in the world. Unexpectedly, you are, unexpectedly, a..."

"Brother Qi, do things in this world only have to be done after they have been corrupted to the extreme, and after hundreds of millions of dead bodies are buried, can they be considered righteous?"

Wang Muzhi drank the wine in his glass again:

"Whether it's a hero or a hero..."

Click!

A flash of lightning flashed across the rain curtain, dark clouds covered the dim light, Qi Liuyi raised his head, only to feel that Wang Muzhi fell into the darkness, the ink was so thick that he couldn't see his expression:
"This heart is bright, what can I say?"

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