Huo Du's Notes

As my sister once taught me, dog blood, it is a guy who has no bottom line and feeds on integrity.

After I realized the tragic fate of my old man, I went to rest somewhere to cool off.

It is hopeless to cross the battlefield, and the most important thing is to save your life first.

Father saw that I really didn't want to come forward to get close to grandpa, he was quite displeased, but he didn't force it, he just let me go after seeing it.

I hid in the corner alone, listening to them drinking and singing, watching people step up to salute and celebrate the birthday of Mr. Jamuhe one by one, and laughed when they said they were happy.

The Mongols don't pay much attention to respect and inferiority, but where strength speaks, it is not an unknown person who can step forward to toast the old man.

So when I saw that a black-robed soldier accompanied by Temujin was actually led by him to toast the old man, I felt very strange.

But soon, I understood.

"An Da, this is the sharp archer Jebe, a new warrior who joined our tribe. I know that you have had a quarrel before, and I brought him here today to make amends."

Jebe? !

Zhebie, formerly known as Zhier Huo Aai, was a member of the Beesu tribe of Mongolia and a famous general of the Mongol Empire.

At first, he surrendered to the Taichiwu tribe, then surrendered to Genghis Khan, and was given the name Jebe. He made many military exploits when unifying the Mongolian tribes, and was called the "Four Mastiffs of Mongolia" together with Subutai, Zhelemi, and Kubilai.

Described as a ferocious warrior with a "bronze forehead, a chisel-like mouth, an iron heart, and an awl-like tongue".

His life can be briefly summarized as follows: he surrendered to Taizu, ranked among the four mastiffs, conquered the Jin Kingdom in the south, destroyed the Western Liao Dynasty, led his troops to conquer the west, and was conquered by other countries...

A series of messages popped out of my mind.

This unattractive little soldier in black was actually a famous general Jebe, no wonder Temujin valued him so much.

But to be able to attach so much importance to a low-level officer who seems to be only a ten-man commander, it has to be said that Genghis Khan is indeed an emperor in terms of knowing and employing people.

The reason why I know Zhebie so well is not only because he is a generation of famous generals, but more importantly, because he is the enlightenment teacher of Guo Juxia who bends his bow and shoots big eagles.

But this kind of entertainment will not be mentioned.

The old man seemed to have known about Zhebe's arrival, he drank the wine he was toasting with a smile, and said something like we will be a family from now on.

Then another boy who was one or two years older than me came forward to salute and toast. When I heard it, I was amused, and this boy turned out to be the famous fourth prince Torre.

Among all the sons of Genghis Khan, I am most interested in him and his third son, Wokuotai.

He was trying his best to recall the historical life of this legendary prince, but the old man couldn't stop hearing words like "he has the style of a general at a young age".

The future Genghis Khan said very modestly: "Anda, stop praising him. There are many children who are better than him. Jebe's new apprentice is really a good boy, isn't he Jebe?"

Zhebie didn't show any modesty, he nodded heavily and said, "Guo Jing is indeed a good boy."

I choked on a sip of kumiss with a "poof".

Guo Jing?

Zhe's apprentice?Also called Guo Jing?

As a loyal fan of Jin Yong's works, if I don't understand the current situation, it will be a bit pretentious.

This is not simply the era of Genghis Khan, but the era of Genghis Khan in the book of the silly boy on the grassland who attacked Peach Blossom Island Bai Fumei!

At this moment, I just want to say one thing - God, I am CAO!Nima - play - I - what!Can I re-introduce the fetus again?

However, this recognition quickly and once again strengthened my life plan to be a man with my tail between my legs.

I clearly remember Mei Chaofeng and her husband Chen Xuanfeng harming people on the grassland. Wouldn't it be an unjust death if they found me?

Those two are not reasonable masters.

It's not that I haven't thought of giving that hero Guo a chance encounter, and then slowly become brothers, so as to prepare myself for the future, but when I think that Guo Jing's mother died in Mongolia later, my heart fades .

The grandson of Zamuhe who betrayed his brother, and the good brother Guo Jing who betrayed Genghis Khan, the risk factor is too high!

Ugh……

I drank the last sip of kumiss in the glass, but no one noticed me, so I slipped out quietly.

Idle is also idle, and I ate a little too much just now, let's stand in a military posture for a while to digest and digest.

What do you mean by unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shades?It was me.

The ancients sincerely—not—deceive—me.

I was hiding in my tent and standing in a military posture. The old man, Temujin, my father and several others suddenly opened the thick felt curtain and walked in. They were all taken aback when they saw me.

I was also taken aback.

These people don't drink well, why are they here, and disturb my exercise.

"This kid is honest. He didn't forget to practice his kung fu on such a happy day. He's a good boy!" Lord Genghis Khan came to his senses first, and said with a smile.

The old man also recognized me as his grandson. Hearing this, he felt that he had a lot of face, and even my father was praised a few times, "As expected of my descendants of Zamuhe".

In short, everyone is happy, and I also got a new name by the way, which the old man personally gave me.

When my father heard it, he immediately felt that he didn't bring me here for nothing, and when he was happy, he gave me a machete that he carried with him.

I didn't care about it at first, the name, whatever, the scimitar is not bad.

But my father was happy and taught me a little bit by the way.

Only then did I know that this quaint Mongolian name is Huo Dou in Chinese.

I wipe, I wipe, I wipe! ! ! !Really, my God, can't we have a discussion and make a new reincarnation?What's the matter...

If this is the world of the Condor Shooting Heroes, then this one named Huo Dou?

Could it be the sequel to the Condor Heroes - the talented, deceitful, cold-hearted, ruthless Huo Dou in The Legend of Condor Heroes, who deceived his teachers and exterminated his ancestors, and finally betrayed his relatives and died unexpectedly?

When I think of that ending, my heart and liver start to tremble.

So much so that I don't remember much of what happened next.

After returning from my grandfather's place, I no longer feel the severe cold on the grassland, and walk around every day like a chicken blood.

There is only one thing on my mind: it's time to plan my life well.

Thinking of the few words I heard from my grandfather, about the Kingdom of Jin and about special envoys.

Thinking back carefully on the history I know and the progress of Mr. Jin Yong's martial arts world, I instantly understood: the plot of Emotional Shooting the Condors has just begun.

The current situation should be the eve of Wanyan Honglie and his brother making a special trip to Mongolia as special envoys to give Temujin and his adoptive father Wang Khan the official positions.

It seems that this Genghis Khan's birthday celebration to the old man Jamuka is also a ulterior motive.

But it is said in the book that this time Jin Kingdom only sealed Temujin and Wang Han, and only missed Jamuka, who was also Wang Han's adopted son and Temujin's brother Anda.

Although it is not a clever strategy, it is more effective, a typical two peaches kill three soldiers.

Mr. Jamuhe may not have said anything on the surface, but it is hard to say whether there is any grudge in his heart.

But what does it have to do with me?

Take back your thoughts and return to the topic.

I'm Huo Dou now, I should think about my future life plan if I have time, if I accidentally get on the boat of fate, it will be too late to regret.

As for what to do, it was not clear at first, but since it is the plot of shooting the eagles, it is easy to do.

The Condor Shooting Heroes, the Golden Sword Consort, the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River, and the evil spirits and poisons in the west are all big troubles. The life experience I have accumulated from more than 20 years of patient experience is-safety first, stay away from danger.

Looking back, the thoughts of gold and iron horses that came up when I first saw Genghis Khan really did not conform to my principles of life. Sure enough, impulsiveness is the devil.

It is still king to find a safe place to improve yourself first.

With my mind set, I told my father that I was going to travel in the Southern Dynasties, and the main direction was the Buddhist holy place - Shaolin Temple.

The excuse was to pray for my dead mother, but of course my father didn't agree.

However, as the so-called auspicious people have their own heaven.

A friend of my father happened to come over to visit him and help the whole family pray for blessings. Since he can help people pray for blessings, he has two brushes—that person is a monk, a Tibetan monk to be precise.

As soon as I saw a great monk, I deliberately chose to go up to him when he was present and told my father about going to Shaolin Temple to help my dead mother worship Buddha and chant scriptures.

Sure enough, although the monk hesitated for a moment, he spoke a few words for me.

I also took advantage of the opportunity to give an example of a certain tribe who practiced penance in the mountains alone in order to pray for his family.

In addition, my mother is half of Han Chinese blood, and I lied and said that my mother said that during her pregnancy, she mentioned many times that she wanted to go to the Southern Dynasties to burn incense and fulfill her vows.

Basically, I said all the reasons that could barely be related without principle.

With the intentional or unintentional assistance of my father’s monk friend, he reluctantly agreed that I would take a few of my relatives to Shaolin in the Southern Dynasty.

I originally wanted to live there for ten years, so as to avoid the old man's rebellion with Temujin, but my father refused to agree to it, and I only agreed to let me stay for three years.

Things have developed to this point, but I have a little bit of reluctance.

To be honest, in my previous life I was used to the loving scenes of my parents, and suddenly I had such a stud father, I really didn't like it for a while... But now it seems that he treats me really well.

As for things like excessive stallion, everyone here is like this, although I don't like it, I can't help it, let him go.

However, hey hei, I will not accept the fate of the foreign king. After three years, I will play a rogue, and it will not be difficult to hang on for the last three years.

Now that the decision has been made, of course it is best to start early and stay away from this land of right and wrong.

My father didn't have any more objections, and he even had a meal with me. Of course, there were a lot of gold, silver and jewels, and the great monk and his disciples also accompanied him.

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