Cyber Daming

"The news just came, Zhang Xiji has gone north with a group of sky-orbiting stars."

On top of the high-rise building, Pei Xingjian pressed his hands on the railing, his messy white hair blown by the night wind. He looked down at Yiyang, which had been completely transformed into a Taoist city.

It was late at night, but the city was still brightly lit, and the noisy Dharma drums and Taoist music mixed with the murmur of chanting continued to ring in people's ears.

"oh."

A mild response came from behind Pei Xingjian.

"You are so heartless, kid. Are you not worried at all?"

Pei Xingjian's words were scattered in the wind and seemed a bit unreal.

"Although the old man is also the second Xu, Ruxu is not as good at fighting and fighting as Daoxu. Moreover, he has a stubborn temper. When he was still in Xindonglin Academy, he often told us about 'the body is affected by the skin of the parents'. I am very disgusted with things like body prostheses. Although there is no order prohibiting them, I have never moved a hair in my life. "

Pei Xingjian frowned: "Now his body is almost exhausted. If he really faces Zhang Xiji, he may not be able to withstand the opponent's torment."

"I know everything you said, but isn't Li Jun still here?"

A figure came closer.

Zhang Siyuan imitated the other party's movements and pressed his elbows against the railing. His body was lower than Pei Xingjian's. Under the slightly open collar, you could see a little blood on the white lining.

The injuries sustained during the battle in Chengdu Mansion have not completely healed yet.

"And besides him, there are also people from Legal Order Business."

"To put it bluntly, they are not family members."

Pei Xingjian shook his head: "People are separated from each other. Even though everyone seems to be sitting in the same boat now, you never know when it will suddenly come back to bite you."

"I'm not familiar with Shang Sigu, so I'm not sure, but Li Jun is definitely not that kind of person. If he wanted to take action, I don't even know how high the grass on my grave would be."

Zhang Siyuan turned his head to look at the stern old man and suddenly grinned.

"Uncle Pei, if my father were here right now, he would be very happy to hear what you said."

Zhang Siyuan recalled: "You don't know that when you left Beizhili in anger and announced that you would sever the teacher-student relationship with the old man, the lights in his study were not turned off all night."

When Pei Xingjian heard the words, he took a deep breath, held it in his lungs, and then slowly exhaled it for a long time.

"We have different paths and we don't want to work together. I really can't stand the dirty things done by the New Donglin Party and the clan. Instead of staying there and annoying people, it's better for me to just pack up and get out. It's better to keep out of sight and save money." Put your father in a dilemma."

"Why is he in trouble? Who can make him in trouble? He is asking for it."

Zhang Siyuan curled his lips and said, "The old man's biggest problem is that he likes to keep his words in his mouth. He obviously wants to make some changes to the Confucian order, but he just doesn't want to say it out loud, as if saying it will cause a lot of trouble. Just like that, I have made you angry for so many years in vain.”

Zhang Siyuan pretended to cup his hands and said with a smile: "Father's debt is paid by his son. I am here to apologize to you on his behalf."

"Okay, you kid, don't use your words to push me. It will make me look as petty as a bitch."

Pei Xingjian glanced at the other party angrily and said, "Your father naturally has his own considerations and concerns in doing this. You, a bastard who uses "Shuyi" as a crosshair, are you qualified to criticize him?"

"My fault is that I don't know what to do."

Zhang Siyuan smiled playfully and nodded repeatedly.

"And it is true that the time has not yet come. If your father rashly promotes the New Deal, without external pressure, Confucianism will fall apart in an instant, and I am afraid that it will not even be able to maintain the current status quo."

"So it has to be my Uncle Pei. He is a man of great character and has a high standing. He solved my doubts in just a few words."

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Pei Xingjian looked helpless: "I sometimes really doubt whether you are the teacher's son or not. Who did you learn this flattering skill from? Li Bufeng or Liu Jinxun?"

"You have forgotten, I grew up eating food from hundreds of families."

Zhang Siyuan was not ashamed, but said in a proud tone: "If he didn't even have this kind of eyesight, he would have been starved to death long ago."

"So don't comfort me here. On the contrary, your father has thrown you out for so many years, and you don't hate him?"

Pei Xingjian's soft eyes fell on the smile on the man's face.

"To say that I don't hate you at all would be a lie. I'm obviously one of the best dandies in this empire. I have wealth and wealth at my fingertips. Even Xu San can summon him and leave at the drop of a hat. How arrogant and arrogant he must be. He could be so arrogant. But the result was that he had to live without a father or a mother for so many years, without enough food and clothing, and being looked down upon by others, which no one would be happy with. "

"You don't even know how miserable I was at that time. Not to mention delicacies from the mountains and seas, even native rice noodles, oily eggs, which I could only eat a few times a year. Even those black-hearted old farmers in Nongxu didn't know how to concoct the synthetic garbage. It tastes so good to me that I can’t bear to throw it away after eating. I have to put some water in it so I can take it out for a few sips.”

"Sometimes I'm so hungry that I can't stand it anymore, so I have no choice but to steal. When people aren't prepared, I pounce on them, grab the food and stuff it into my mouth. Then I fall down on the spot and hold my head with both hands. , let others punch and kick you. Occasionally, if you are unlucky and get kicked in the stomach, not to mention today’s meal, even yesterday’s meal will have to be vomited, and you will only get a beating in vain.”

"So you said, which of the six arts of Confucianism should I learn? Of course I can only learn the art of archery. In my opinion, guns and crossbows are better than words. If anyone doesn't listen, I will shoot him in the head. , people become honest after they die.”

Zhang Siyuan's words were eloquent, as if he was planning to pour out all the bitterness in his stomach.

At this time, the Taoist teachings of saving people from the world were still ringing on the ground.

The wind at a high place is carrying words full of the bitterness of the world, and I don’t know where it is blowing.

"In order to survive these years, I have worked as a laborer, a vendor, a gang member, and a guard. As the old saying goes, there are three hundred and sixty jobs in the world, but the roads I could see at that time were only a few. A narrow and rugged path.

"Even so, there were still a huge crowd of people in front of me, and those behind me were constantly pushing and shoving. I was squeezed in the middle without even a chance to breathe."

"But it's not like I haven't had a good life."

Zhang Siyuan looked nostalgic, smacked his lips and said: "The most comfortable years I have ever lived were when I worked as a temple servant at the Confucius Temple in a remote town in Nanzhili. I didn't have much to do, and I still had to take care of three meals a day. During the day, I would follow "Zhihu Zheye" and shake my head, and at night, I would sneak into the Huangliang Dreamland of Confucius Temple."

"At that time, I thought, hey, this Huangliang Dreamland is really good. You can have everything you want. The only drawback is that it's freezing when you wake up, and you have to stay in bed for half an hour. , to warm up your body.”

Zhang Siyuan scratched his neck and shouted loudly: "Uncle Pei, to be honest, is there anyone in the world who can be a father to someone like this?"

"The old man is really not a thing. He only cares about his own good life, but makes his children wander. If you want to say it, you should lock his memory, seal his abilities, and throw him into this world. Let's take care of him. Have a taste of the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and the coldness of the world!"

Pei Xingjian cursed fiercely, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"It's not that serious. I have rough skin and thick flesh, so it's okay to suffer a little. He is so old, how can he withstand such a torment."

Zhang Siyuan smiled and scratched his head, looking up at the deep, starless night sky above his head.

"Speaking of hatred, I really hate it. I always thought that if I got along one day, I would try my best to find this old guy and scold him in front of him for three days and three nights. If he had other sons, then Even better, I will definitely break off their hands and feet with my own hands to vent my hatred."

Zhang Siyuan stared blankly and murmured: "But after I recovered my memory and identity, I suddenly realized that I didn't hate him that much anymore, because I understood why he did what he did. I also know how hard he suffered, Although he is different from me, he is more than me.”

"At most, sometimes I slap myself in the face and say, why do you have to be so sensible? Are you really used to being a submissive poor person, and can't even be a dandy?"

"Other than that, I sometimes feel confused, as if my memory is somehow missing."

Zhang Siyuan turned to look at Pei Xingjian, "Tell me, if the old man really threw me out when I was a child, how did such a little kid survive? Why do I seem to be a half-grown kid from the beginning in my memory?"

Pei Xingjian showed a genuine expression and joked: "So you have been talking so much just because you want to know from my mouth what you have forgotten, right?"

"Tell me about it. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad. I just don't want to forget something all the time."

Pei Xingjian knew in his heart that Zhang Siyuan might have already guessed.

It's just that many years of wandering have left him without confidence, fearing that the truth is not what he expected.

But if you don't ask, it will always be like a stuck in your throat, unforgettable.

"You did leave that home in the capital when you were a child."

Pei Xingjian paused: "But before you were twelve years old, it was your father who held your hand and accompanied you for most of the empire. However, he did not unlock this memory for you, maybe because other people didn't want you. There are too many shadows of him in my life.”

"This old man has too many thoughts in one day. As the saying goes, if a father and his son go into battle, if he really wants to know everything about the world, I should lead the horse for him. After such a long journey, I am not doing it now Same thing?"

"no the same."

Pei Xingjian shook his head gently: "Being side by side does not necessarily mean that we are the same. You have your own ideas and concepts. You are doing these things now because you are filial to Li Da in your heart. But when the dust settles for us people, you will always One day I will brave the waves for my own ideas.”

"You are still the teacher's son now, but by then, you will just be Zhang Siyuan, do you understand?"

"Yeah, I understand everything."

Zhang Siyuan buried his head so that no one could see the expression on his face clearly.

"But Uncle Pei, this old man did a pretty good job as my father, right?"

Pei Xingjian nodded heavily and laughed, "If the teacher can hear this, he will definitely be happier!"

Boom!

The melodious bells echoed in Yiyang City, announcing that another midnight had arrived.

Viewed from the high-rise building, densely packed figures no more than the size of a finger emerged from the streets, shoulder to shoulder, heading towards the Yiyang Dao Palace located in the center of the city.

"Infinite dragons and tigers, blessed by the heavenly master!"

"Infinite dragons and tigers, blessed by the heavenly master!"

The voices of the gathered people soared into the sky, and the smell of incense was strong and pungent.

"Young people don't know the feeling of sadness, so they fall in love with the upstairs. Falling in love with the stairs, they force themselves to talk about sadness in order to compose new words. Now that they know the feeling of sadness, they want to say it but stop. They want to say it but they say it's a cool autumn! The words of the ancients, It’s a lot more f*cking delicious than today’s people!”

Zhang Siyuan laughed loudly and jumped down from the height while holding on to the railing.

boom!

The bustling Yiyang Taoist Palace in the distance was drowned by the explosion of flames, and the panicked screams instantly overwhelmed the Taoist sounds throughout the city!

The old man's robes rustled in the strong wind.

Pei Xingjian gathered the messy hair at the temples with his hands, carefully tied it into a bun on the top of his head, and spoke coldly.

"kill!"

The yellow beams are deep in the sea, and the dreamland is boundless.

Under the boundless deep sea, a huge sea beast with the body of a killer whale roamed freely.

Perhaps unable to bear the lifeless, lonely and empty seabed, the giant beast suddenly accelerated, swung its tail and jumped out of the sea, roaring towards the sky.

Boom!

A bolt of thunder suddenly appeared in the clouds, and the pale thunder light illuminated the entire face of the giant beast.

In the widened tiger eyes, there was a dazzling light and shadow, like a bizarre world, with tall buildings and bright lights.

There are some fuzzy and small figures standing under the left and right eyes respectively. It is unclear whether the gender is male or female, but they are clearly distinguishable. They are facing each other across the bridge of the tiger's head and nose.

Bang!

The huge beast's body smashed into the sea, causing waves more than ten feet high to reach the sky, turning into heavy rain and pouring down.

Wow.

"This rain really won't stop? It's really annoying."

The man cursed in a low voice, shook off the raindrops on the back of his hand, and retracted his hand into his sleeve, but even so, the annoying dampness still lingered, making people very uncomfortable.

In desperation, the man could only speed up his pace.

"On July 18, the third year of Jiaqi, a unique fist fight will be held at the Peace Hotel in Jinmen. The two sides are the Kunlun slaves from the outside world and the Japanese pirates from the criminal area. They are both cheap slaves with a lot of crimes. The winner will be Win a way to survive."

The billboards erected on the street echoed with enthusiastic voices.

The man was not interested at all. Without stopping for a moment, he turned around and walked into the alley. He buried his head, avoiding the sewage at his feet, and pushed open the door of a courtyard deep in the alley.

The yard is not big, only a simple entrance.

As soon as the man crossed the threshold, a strong stench and the smell of blood hit his nostrils.

"Although there is life and death, wealth is not in the sky! The more you press, the more you eat, and the less you press, you eat less grass. Peace Hotel sincerely invites you to come and enjoy this exciting and fierce slave fist fight."

The sound of advertisements could be heard faintly in the distance. The man's heart sank to the bottom of his heart. He rushed into the courtyard and kicked open the door of the main hall.

Bang!

The damp and cold air poured into the door, and a young Confucian scholar in luxurious clothes sat on a chair, facing the door, his head lowered and motionless.

The flesh and blood between the legs was blurred, and the dried and black blood was lumped together.

The blood and stench that floated throughout the courtyard came from this.

"Boss, I am Lu Hu, I found the person."

The man clenched his fists and made a crackling sound, and said to himself in a deep voice: "But he was killed by Tianque."