Huo Du's Notes

According to my understanding of history, his life in Wokuotai is at most half a year and a few months.

And from my guard at the beginning to my personal physician later, to my doctor and friend at the end, he is actually the person I know and understand the most in this world.

Even though I have a lot of dissatisfaction with him, but people are not grass, knowing that he is about to pass away, my heart is still heavy, and Mo Chou is also a little depressed under my influence.

In the end, this hero of the generation is still the same as his father, just a handful of loess, so a small person like me really doesn't need to think too much.

I have no power to stop the torrent of history, and I don't want to participate too much in it. Of course, what worries me is the trouble that the original author may bring.

After a chat with Wo Kuotai, I suddenly thought about it. The power of the original master is certainly not small, so I will do my best to obey the destiny. If I can’t change it, I can only say that it is God’s will.

This night, I thoroughly criticized some of the inhumane practices of the Mongolian army over the years. At this moment, I feel a little relieved in addition to my heavy heart.

The main reason is that I have stayed in modern times for a long time, and I really can't ignore this kind of thing that doesn't treat people as people at all. I was a little bit suffocated during the ten years of serving in the Mongolian army.

Of course, there are not too many things that can keep me on my mind, and there were none before I was sure that I wanted to be with Mo Chou.

But now that Mochou and I are together, there are three things at once.

One is the disasters that Mo Chou caused in the Jianghu in the past few years. There is a saying that goes well, "Sooner or later, you will have to pay back when you come out to mess around", not to mention that Mo Chou's actions were indeed too much.

Unless the two of us remain anonymous from now on, sooner or later someone will find us.

The second one is Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo. Before I left for Miaojiang with Mo Chou, I went to observe Yin Zhiping. To be honest, I wanted to kill him with a sword before I met him.

But after observing him a few times, I really can't do it.

If you don't count the fact that he took Xiaolongnv's virginity while taking advantage of others, this person really has nothing to criticize. He is handsome, talented, respects the old and loves the young, and is gentle and polite. It is no wonder that the Seven Sons of Quanzhen He will be trained as a head teacher.

All this can only be said that Jin Yong is too cruel.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this, there is one last thing, that is, Mongolia has now destroyed the Jin Kingdom, and Song will be destroyed next, even if it is Zhongnan Mountain, the situation will be better.

But I really don't want to see any war anymore, I want to leave, leave completely.

With these three worries in mind, Mo Chou and I embarked on a journey back to the Song Dynasty, watching and visiting my old friends along the way.

The first stop is of course Shaolin.

The path to the back door of Shaolin hasn’t changed at all for decades. We didn’t use lightness kung fu, but walked all the way up under the shadow of the moonlight.

Mochou waited outside, I sneaked into Shaolin alone, and found Jueyuan who was meditating and adjusting his breath.

"Jueyuan."

"Tiandu?"

"It's me, go out and talk?"

"good."

The two people, who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, greeted each other calmly as if they had never been separated.

It was late at night and there was heavy dew outside, so the three of us found a few futons in the small kitchen near the back door of Shaolin Temple to sit down and chat.

I remember that Jueyuan was more interested in tea, and he brought some specially for drinking tea next month.

I don't know whether it was because he was happy to see his old friends, or because he was happy to drink good tea. When the tea was brewed for the second time, Jue Yuan began to talk more, and his face was no longer blindly mature and steady, and a smile gradually appeared.

Except that his stature has become more mature, he has hardly changed, probably because he has been practicing the Nine Suns Mantra and has been a vegetarian and worshiped Buddha all year round.

Mingming is two years older than me, but he looks like my younger brother. Of course, the more than ten years of military service in Mongolia has added a bit of wind and frost to me, which is also one of the reasons why I look older than him.

Well, I admit that I was a little jealous. Looking back now, Wo Kuotai's slight awkwardness when he saw me was probably due to the same jealousy.

I told Mochou Jueyuan that he was my best friend long ago, and Mochou was a little surprised when she heard that, because I rarely use such an extreme word as "the most".

And Jueyuan was very happy for me after knowing that Mochou was my wife. After all, I am not a monk like him, and starting a family is the right way.

In the end, he accidentally mentioned the Nine-Yang Scripture, saying that he found that the Nine-Yang Scripture seems to have a good effect on strengthening the body, so let me not forget to practice it.

I nodded very solemnly.

This is probably the only place where I feel ashamed of him. I can never tell him that I came to Shaolin for this Nine Suns Manual.

Jueyuan is not from the rivers and lakes, so naturally he doesn't know the Nine Yin Scriptures that caused turmoil in the rivers and lakes, and he won't connect these two scriptures. , Mo Chou is different.

The Nine Yang Scriptures and the Nine Yin Scriptures are just one word apart, so it's hard not to link them together.

When the tea was light and the moon was dark, Mo Chou and I planned to bid farewell to Jue Yuan and went down the mountain. Of course Jue Yuan would not stay, just like when he sent me away a long time ago, he just folded his hands and said goodbye to me.

On the way, Mo Chou held back a few times but couldn't hold back, "Tiandu? What's the relationship between the Nine Yang Scriptures and the Nine Yin Scriptures? Are you learning Shaolin Kung Fu?"

"I know you can't help it," I said with a smile. Of course I can't tell the truth, so I had to use the words I had prepared a long time ago:

"When I was a child, I went to Shaolin to recite sutras for my deceased mother to fulfill my vows. Unexpectedly, there was another scripture mixed in the "Fang Leng Sutra" written by the ancestor Bodhidharma.

I was young at the time and didn't know what it was, so I just took it as a translation of the scriptures and read it according to the transcription. Later, Jue Yuan discovered that these scriptures can regulate Qi and nourish the breath, so the two of us followed suit.

Later, after I returned to Mongolia to study with a teacher, I gradually discovered that this is an extremely profound inner strength method, but I was worried that if I wore it out, I would be suspected of stealing Shaolin martial arts, so I never mentioned it to anyone. "

Mo Chou was amazed repeatedly and couldn't help shaking her head in admiration: "It's unbelievable that such a thing happened. No wonder people always say it's a coincidence. It's such a coincidence!"

I could only nod my head with a smirk.

After we left Shaolin, we traveled all the way west, and I planned to take Mo Chou to meet another friend of mine, Lord Diao.

It's not intentional, but I feel that I don't care much in this world, and the relatives of my father's tribe, not to mention Mochou, even myself may never have the opportunity to meet them again in this life.

But after all, Mochou is the one who will be with me for the rest of my life. I want to tell her that she is very important to me, and I want to introduce her to every one of my friends.

Although I had given Mo Chou a lot of vaccinations in advance, when Diao Ye appeared, Mo Chou was still taken aback.

Probably not because Diao Ye is too tall, but because he is too ugly...

But soon, Mo Chou became extremely rare for this extremely human-like eagle who was sometimes noble and glamorous, and sometimes joyful and convulsive. Probably women really like animals by nature.

But after all, human sculptures are different, so we don't have much to say. Mo Chou and I quickly divided up the work, gathered local materials, caught a few fat and tender pheasants, hares, and the like, and cleaned them up one by one.

Afterwards, a bonfire was set up, and the condiments that were carried with him were baked one by one, and Master Diao was satisfied with the meal.

After eating, he led me and Mo Chou to run wildly in the mountains, just like teasing me when I was a child.

Diaoye is a bird of prey. Although he is too heavy to fly in the sky, his running speed is astonishing.

Needless to say, Mo Chou, the descendant of the ancient tomb, can be said to be the only one in lightness kung fu, and I am also so-so, relying on my deep internal strength, I am not far behind.

The two of them ran together happily and with great arrogance, but my Nine Suns Divine Art seemed to show signs of breaking through again.

As such, I may need to take some time to regulate the pure Yang Qi in my body.

But fortunately, the valley where Dugu Qiubai's tomb is located where Master Diao lives is seldom visited on weekdays. Mo Chou and I simply delayed for a few days, and no one would bother us anyway.

Moreover, Master Diao seemed to have something to say, and if he didn't want me to leave immediately, he kept tugging at my sleeve with his mouth.

So Mo Chou and I first settled down halfway outside the cave where Dugu Qiubai's tomb is located.

This stay has lasted another three days, and the nine yang zhenqi in my body has become more and more pure and vigorous. If we say that the two of us scored the autumn scenery in the chapter where I competed with Huang Yaoshi in Jiaxing that day, I am [-]% sure that I can do it now. be a winner.

If Mo Chou didn't use poisonous needles under my command, he would be defeated within ten moves.

This made her lament once again that my luck is unbelievable. It's just that the kung fu in the ancient tomb takes a feminine path, and it's really not suitable for practicing the Nine Suns Manual.

But I have already made up my mind. When I return to the ancient tomb this time, I must find an opportunity to uncover the secrets of the Nine Yin Scriptures inside the sarcophagus of the ancient tomb.

However, "Master Diao, if you have something to say, don't make a fuss, where are you taking us?"

The three of us walked amazingly, but in a moment, we had already passed half of the valley and came to a cliff.

Diao Ye motioned me to stand aside with Mo Chou, and only then did I realize that there was a pair of giant pythons hovering on the cliff, definitely half thicker than my waist, and they were hissing right at Diao Ye.

I suddenly realized that Master Diao wanted me to help him!

Mo Chou and I looked at each other, one on the left and the other on the right side of Master Diao, just in time to sweep the formation for him, but with a wave of his two huge wings, Mo Chou and I were driven aside.

There were also a few chirping sounds piercing the sky with his broken voice, obviously dissatisfied with us helping him fight?

Mo Chou looked at me inexplicably, and I could only spread my hands to express that I didn't know what was going on.

When we were both dizzy, Master Diao had already fucked those two giant pythons!

With a sweep of the python's tail, countless fists and stones flew away, and Mo Chou and I had to find a high ground far away to watch the battle.

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