Pretend to be a pig and eat the third brother

"The current villagers of Woniu Village are the old troops of the former emperor. They were chased and killed before the establishment of the new Tianshu Dynasty. They accidentally ran into the valley of Woniu Mountain and were rescued by the villagers of Woniu Mountain. When they woke up, they were afraid. The villagers of Woniu Village reported the news, slaughtered the village, pretended to be aboriginals and lived there, and now there is a third generation. How did you find out that something was wrong with them?"

"Even in summer, those villagers just rolled up their sleeves when they went to the field, and no one in the whole village was ever shirtless. I just thought it was strange at first, but then I saw a tattoo of a seven-headed bird on the back of an old hunter , and secretly checked all the houses in the village, and found that all the men, including babies, had brand marks on their left back waists, so I guessed that they had stories on them. I remember someone said that the tattoo belonged to the old Tianshu Dynasty, that is, Tengyuan The symbol of the royal family, the higher the level, the more bird heads. The old emperor had nine heads, and if he had seven heads, his status is not low. I have also seen the ancestral graves in the back mountain, and I am afraid that they are not their ancestral graves at all, but aborigines corpse."

"No wonder, but they slaughtered the whole village first, and the village after being slaughtered, it can be regarded as a... Ke... Hang Hang (causal cycle)... Retribution is not good." Lu Su raised his head and put all the dim sum powder Poured into the mouth, making speech unclear.He has seen too much of these things in the Jianghu, and if he comes out to mess around, he always has to pay it back!

But speaking of these, Lu Su suddenly thought of something again. He was itchy by the powder in his throat when he was in a hurry to speak, and he coughed for a long time before he stopped. He went down, and was sprayed out by him just after the entrance.

Zijiang looked coldly at the dancing guy not far away, as if through Lu Su, he saw some idiot who was also always in constant trouble.He was not annoyed, and quietly waited for Lu Su to sit down again.

"It's all your fault. If I hadn't been worried for you, would I have choked?" Lu Su gave Zijiang an angry look, and after blowing carefully this time, he took a shallow sip of tea, "I heard The second shopkeeper is a licorice doctor found in Woniu Village, and you came back because of a misunderstanding with him, so he shouldn't be..."

But just after waking up for a few days, you found out everything?Zi Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Su, secretly thinking that the business of selling news that he had planned before could be entrusted to him.

"That's right, he probably thought that I had vented my anger to Woniu Village and vented my anger on people from the rivers and lakes to slaughter the village. He probably thought that all the troubles came from him, so he was able to live in Woniu Village for more than a month and clean it every day. , copied the scriptures and returned them to a group of murderers and criminals to offer incense to pay homage to." Such a person, what is it if he is not a fool?

Hearing Zijiang speak so calmly, Lu Su's back began to shiver, which is really not like Zijiang's style. "You... You're not going to explain? This crime is too big."

"Since it was a misunderstanding, it proves that he didn't believe me from the very beginning. Why should I explain to a person who doesn't believe me? Besides, this is not the first time." Speaking of the latter, even Zijiang himself I didn't even realize that there was a complaint in my words.

well.Licorice doctor, please ask for blessings, our palace master has nothing serious, but he is a little narrow-minded, a little bad-tempered, a little bit twisted, and occasionally a little cruel-hearted, um... .Maybe it's a little bit hot, but the others are really fine...

After chatting with Zijiang that time, Zijiang announced the retreat.

When he was investigating the ancestral tombs in Woniu Village, he found a rare antique calligraphy and painting from the palace in the mezzanine of one of the tombs.Although those yellow and white things are good in Anle Palace, they are not convenient to carry, but he took away the two volumes of martial arts cheats and brought them back.

Concentrating Heart Jue, as the name suggests, is a superior formula for inner strength and mental method.Too much killing will always make people uneasy, and they are most likely to lose their minds and go astray.The martial arts taught to him by his adoptive father since he was a child has the effect of calming the mind, so although Zijiang's martial arts are excellent, and the souls of the dead under the sword have exceeded [-], he is still not confused by the blood, at least he still has a bright smile on the surface. Gentle gentleman.

However, too many things have happened recently. Although he didn't reveal it, Zijiang thinks that he is on the verge of collapse and needs to rest for a while.Resting is for a longer journey, he must not lose his mind at such a critical moment.It is easy to kill the emperor for revenge, but to completely destroy the foundation of this huge Tianshu Dynasty, it will not happen overnight.

Zijiang needs to be calm and rational, especially after knowing his bloody enemy.

When he got the Heart Concentration Jue at first, Zijiang didn't doubt the authenticity of it, he just heard that An Ran once mentioned that as long as he practiced the Condensation Heart Jue of the Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, his heart would be as still as water, and nothing would ever shake his heart again. .But the legends in the Jianghu are just legends after all, no one has seen it with their own eyes, let alone practiced it. When he saw the upper and lower volumes of the Concentration Art in the tomb, Zijiang's first reaction was that it was so. Who would have seen it being put away by the royal family? s things?

With a strong heart, there will be no disadvantages. In addition, Zijiang's martial arts are already hard to find opponents. At that time, even the mysterious person in Wei's house may no longer be his opponent.

Zijiang never denied his dedication to being able to stand alone in martial arts.

It was night, and there was only one person in the silent courtyard who was still drinking by himself.The thin and translucent luminous cup glows faintly under the moonlight. In the dark night, the contents of the cup appear darker and darker, with purple in the red and black in the purple. It is really as alluring as human blood.

The man sitting alone between the sky and the earth held a cup in one hand and casually tapped the white marble tabletop with the other. His slender fingers bounced lightly, showing the owner's unconcealable good mood.

That's right, the people who can threaten him have been wiped out. I am still so young, so I don't worry that I won't have the chance to be famous in history. It should be a happy time.However, it is obviously a hot summer night, why does he feel that the moon is as cool as water?

Did you really respond to the phrase that the heights are too cold?

No, although he is in a high position, he has two sworn brothers. One is cheerful and outgoing, and the other is mature and stable. He is always quiet and happy just watching their interaction from the sidelines.

However, he could only try to keep an imperceptible distance from them. Who told him to hide something from them from the beginning?Who let him be born in this ruthless family, doomed to never get a friend who can fully confess his thoughts in this life?Who told him... that's all, although I can't personally experience the pure brotherhood, but at least I have the ability to take care of the two younger brothers, as long as the second and third brothers have no worries about food and clothing, live a safe and happy life, Even if I can only watch from a distance, who can say that it is not a kind of happiness?

happiness?The man looked up at the stars all over the sky, with a wry smile on his lips. If possible, he really wanted to be an ordinary person like his second and third brothers, and enjoy the ordinary happiness.

However, destiny is decided by God.From the moment he was born, his life was destined to be full of blood and sin.

Because Dad said that the peace and joy of their family can only be made of thousands of bones.

"Master, even though it's summer, you can't be greedy for the coolness. If you lose your body, you will not be able to atone for your sins." A gray-haired old man took a thin cloak and walked forward slowly, and gently covered the cloak on the ground. Men's shoulders.He took a look at the wine glass, shook his head unobtrusively, and expressed his grievances in his heart for his master.

The man nodded, got up and walked towards the bedroom.The courtyard was originally empty, but at the moment the man got up, dozens of figures appeared, led by the gray-haired old man, a group of people followed less than two meters behind the man.

Listening to those footsteps behind him, the man told himself: Oh, look, who said I was lonely?Isn't it always like this when going in and out?

Before going down the mountain, Licorice once again looked back at the once quiet and peaceful mountain village.

It took him more than a month to clean up the inside and outside of the village, and finally it was time to leave.Licorice started from Da Niu's house in the innermost part of the village, and stopped briefly in front of each courtyard as if saying goodbye.Now he is standing at the intersection of the only road leading to the outside of the village. Looking back, the whole village has been swallowed by fire dragons.

The fire was all over the sky, as if it was going to burn the sky.

Burn it, burn all dependent origination and cessation.No matter who it is for, this fire can burn all sins for him.

Although there was still scorching heat behind him, Licorice never turned his head again. The torch in his hand was dripping with pine oil, and the oil stains stretched from the entrance of the village until it disappeared. Came to Jiangnan.

He also owes people a "sorry", after all, he misunderstood others first.

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