The bright moon sits on the ground

Wen Zhanxing, who was born in the land of Bashu, has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and he also has a certain preference for spicy food.

Although the Wen family's family education was strict, Wen Zhanxing was able to stand out from all the Wen family's children, and was praised by his master many times. Many speeches about etiquette cultivation were also compiled and sold in the market-but, they didn't sell just go.

His father often looked northwest and sighed, stroked Wen Zhanxing's head, and said happily, "It's a good thing you didn't grow up like the descendants of the Tan family."

At that time, Xing called "other people's children".

Oh,? Forgot to say,? Wen Zhanxing is the "other people's child" in everyone's mouth.

Some young and frivolous disciples of the same generation were overwhelmed with anger. They were planning to beat Wen Zhanxing violently in the middle of the night.

Then Wen Zhanxing picked him up and brought him to the head of the Wen family, asking them to reflect on each other.

So, the story of him "likes to sue" spread again, but no one remembered that he beat several people to tears by himself.

While working,? Asking, do you know what is wrong,? Where is the mistake,? Recite the things in the Four Books and Five Classics for me.

The teenagers of the same generation burst into tears, with a crying voice and a nasal voice, and they recited intermittently, such as "the superiors do not blame the sky, and the inferiors do not favor others", and "gentlemen are harmonious but different, villains are the same but not harmonious", ?What do you mean "think twice before you act", and you won't be allowed to leave until you finish memorizing it.

When they were brought in front of the majestic and upright Patriarch of the Wen family, they were actually relieved, feeling that they were finally liberated.

It's fine to be like this when I was young, but after so many years, Wen Zhanxing has not grown crooked at all.

If he is a bitter scholar who can only read, he is not, and he will not hesitate in the slightest when it is time to do it.

If he is a reckless man who only knows how to use hands, he is not. He will not touch the long sword when it is time to move his mouth.

It is true that this kind of personality seems to be quite good, but from the fact that Wen Zhanxing has not had a close friend for so many years, he is really not liked by others.Scholars thought his use of force was too rude, knights thought he talked more than hands, and others were either afraid of the Wen family towering like Mount Tai behind him, or they were outright jealous and injustice.

But the elm head doesn't care about that.

He only pursues the "Tao" in his heart, and he doesn't care at all what others think.

Now, Wen Zhanxing, who has lived steadfastly and tenaciously for 20 years, is the first time he is so frightened, hesitant, and anxious.

He thought at first, is it normal for two men to make some intimate gestures?

Then he thought again, as the ancients said, it is better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage, and the husband and wife persuade to reconcile rather than divide...

Two kinds of thoughts wrestled in Wen Zhanxing's mind, for a while you had the upper hand, for a while I got the upper hand, and there was no winner or loser in the fight.

and many more.

Wen Zhanxing suddenly remembered that the knight in black seemed to be the leader of the Demon Cult. Although he just glanced casually and then looked away, this did not prevent him from seeing clearly that it was the man in black who had arrived at the man in white. on the wall.

Suddenly, the wind turned and the sail moved, and another thought came to his mind.

Fang Qisheng, the leader of the Demon Cult, dared to rob civilians in broad daylight... male?

Just because he was defeated in the contest to recruit relatives, did he use such a despicable way to retaliate?

Wen Zhanxing didn't think about "why that guy didn't struggle" at all. Once this thought came to him, he seemed to be entangled in a sticky spider web. It got twisted deeper and deeper and he couldn't break free. I can't stand by and watch.

Reporter?

No, by the time the arresters rushed to the scene, the leader of the Demon Cult had already succeeded in his plot.

Wen Zhanxing frowned, moved his fingers subconsciously, and covered the Qingyang sword behind him.

The hilt of the Qingyang Sword was cold, and Wen Zhanxing gradually calmed down due to the unique cold temperature of metal. He lowered his eyes, stared at the small piece of ground in front of him, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind.

So what if that person is the leader of the Demon Cult, can the leader of the Demon Cult bully people so openly?

When the road is uneven, you should draw your sword to help, instead of blindly immersing yourself in entanglement and waiting.

Wen Zhanxing stood up abruptly, pulled out the Qingyang sword with his backhand, and habitually drew a sword flower. With firm steps, he strode forward and stopped him, saying, "Stop! What are you doing so shamelessly in broad daylight?"

Although he has a gentle temper, but at this time, his tone became severe. It can be said that his integrity is hard to be dirty.

The two people in the dark alley did not continue, the one in white was leaning on the black-clothed arm, Wen Zhanxing felt that the arms of the leader of the Demon Cult were tightly bound, so the white-clothed man couldn't break free - under careful observation , he noticed that the hair of the man in white was a little disheveled, and the black hair flowed down, covering his face. Looking at it from his angle, his shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Wen Zhanxing gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "Fang Qisheng, I knew you were not a good person! I didn't expect you to do such a thing of forcing others, and I said to have a good talk with you. Looking at it this way, I will recommend you Look!"

Fang Qisheng frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You're still pretending!" After Wen Zhanxing confirmed that the person in front of him was Fang Qisheng, the leader of the Demon Cult, he simply refused to talk nonsense with him, and directly raised his sword, "Don't quibble, let go! You have bullied people and cried, thinking that I Can not you see?"

Fang Qisheng finally understood what he meant, but he didn't know how to explain it. Looking at this upright hero, he was silent for a moment, shook Nie Qiu in his arms, and said, "He's not crying, he's laughing."

Wen Zhanxing found it ridiculous, "Is it crying or laughing, can't I tell? Let him go!"

Fang Qisheng's anger also jumped up, his expression turned cold, and he said word by word: "You should let him let me go."

"If you don't let go, how can he break free?"

"Don't you have eyes? He's because you can't stand up laughing."

Fang Qisheng lost his patience, raised his hand and knocked on Nie Qiu's forehead, with a crisp sound, his tone was not kind, and he warned: "Hey, don't act, you can also explain a few words, I don't want to do it for no reason. Strange accusations."

Thus, Wen Zhanxing watched helplessly as the man in white in his arms turned his head as he said.

His hair was disheveled, his face was flushed, his eyes were full of tears, his shoulders trembled -- but he was actually laughing, and he couldn't stop laughing.

While laughing, he shook his hands to lift the black veil covering Fang Qisheng's face, kissed him firmly on the chin, squinted his eyes, looked at Wen Zhanxing again, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "He didn't force it, I volunteer."

Wen Zhanxing almost couldn't hold the Qingyang sword in his hand, and stared blankly at the two people in front of him, his face full of confusion.

"You..." He couldn't figure it out, he always felt that something was wrong, "Then why did you take part in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"

"I think, even if I explain it to you, you still can't understand." Nie Qiu finally stopped laughing, he just felt that he hadn't laughed so hard for a long time, even his stomach hurt from laughing, his eyes were slightly nostalgic , and said, "Long time no see, Wen Zhanxing."

It was indeed a long time since Wen Zhanxing questioned him face to face at the invitation stage in his last life.

From the initial sitting and playing chess, reciting poems and admiring the moon, to the later swearing at each other, it is embarrassing to think about it.

Nie Qiu was born with a cold personality, and since the Shen Yun Pavilion incident, he has completely closed himself off. Although he is smiling, he will deliberately keep a vague distance from everyone. He is not afraid of a hot face and a cold butt at all, and will come to him to play chess and have fun when he has nothing to do. Over time, he has gotten used to it.

In his last life, there was no one who could be called a "best friend", and Wen Zhanxing barely counted as half of them.

However, the concept is different after all, so Wen Zhanxing would choose to turn against Qi Qianyuan in the end, counting his crimes one by one in the public, Nie Qiu was actually not surprised, but felt that it was really him.

What surprised him was that Wen Zhanxing's hatred was so strong, he was clearly not someone who liked to show off, but he was the first to stand up.

At that time, Wen Zhanxing probably felt disappointed with him, and also felt sad about being concealed.

After all, after so many years of acquaintance, Nie Qiu has never mentioned his own affairs in front of Wen Zhanxing. On the contrary, Wen Zhanxing can dump everything like beans without asking. hide.

After all, Wen Zhanxing had never really known Nie Qiu, but Nie Qiu saw Wen Zhanxing clearly.

Just now, Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng actually noticed Wen Zhanxing's approach early in the morning.

Fang Qisheng was a little worried, leaning his elbows on the wet wall, rubbing his ears with him, and said, "He will leave in a while."

"He won't leave." Nie Qiu seemed to think of something funny, and suddenly laughed, "Why don't we make a bet."

Gambling on how much of the mirror-clear kindness and justice in Wen Zhanxing's heart is true and how much is false.

There is really no haze in his heart, Nie Qiu thought, so even though the morals in his heart are different, he still approves of Wen Zhanxing, and that's why he said "Wen Zhanxing of the righteous way is okay" on the night of drinking with Fang Qisheng in Xiayan City Come on like this.

After Wen Zhanxing heard the phrase "Long time no see", he didn't answer immediately, and put the Qingyang sword back into its sheath, probably thinking about when he had seen this man in white and why this man showed a look of knowing everything about him. look.

After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up slightly, and after carefully looking at the appearance of the man in white, he asked, "Are you Nie Qiu from the Nie family? I seem to have seen you at a banquet before. You chose...how did you become inappropriate afterward?"

Wen Zhanxing has always been less interested in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Although he believes in the words handed down from the books, he still has rational doubts. He thinks that what the books say is not completely correct, and that "people" are more important than "heaven". I didn't go to see the ceremony.

"It's not anymore." Nie Qiu replied lightly.

Not Nie Qiu from the Nie family, nor the chosen priest.

As if waking up from a dream, Wen Zhanxing shifted his gaze from Nie Qiu's face to Fang Qisheng's, and then slid down, saw the almost tiny distance between them, obviously close, and remembered what Nie Qiu said "I voluntarily", suddenly understood something.

"The relationship between you is not something that I, a bystander, can criticize." He had a strange expression, his ears were reddish, perhaps thinking of the scene he had seen before, and said, "I just want to ask you, you gave up voluntarily." The identity of the Nie family gave up the identity of the high priest and chose to join the Demon Cult, right? The newly appointed right protector in the rumors is talking about you?"

After getting Nie Qiu's affirmation, Wen Zhanxing sighed leisurely.

A pure-minded person like him, who only insists on his own morality, regardless of other people's opinions, may never understand why a person would give up his bright future and choose to join the notorious Demon Cult that everyone shouts and beats.

Wen Zhanxing looked at Fang Qisheng and Nie Qiu, and said, "Then we are enemies."

"I never reason with the devil's religion." He said, "However, the ancients said that what is right is also that, and that is also true. That is also right and wrong, and this is also right and wrong. The scale in my heart may also appear. A bad day, even though I don’t want to admit it, the Devil’s Cult may not be full of heinous people, as for how to judge, let’s use your Devil’s Cult’s rules.”

"Convince me with a sword, with flesh and blood, or I will persuade you."

Wen Zhanxing was silent for a moment. After all, he did not choose to take advantage of the exhaustion of these two people to initiate a challenge. Instead, he stretched out five fingers, shook them lightly, and said, "Five days later, at Youshi, I will meet you at the city gate. I hope you two can come to the appointment on time."

This person, full of enthusiasm, talked to himself for a long time before turning around and leaving without waiting for their reaction.

Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng were left looking at each other, only thinking——

There are city gates in all four directions of Zhen'e City. When you say waiting, which gate are you referring to?