[Divine Condor] Human Armor on the Way Through

Zha Zhou's greatest ability is digging holes. No matter what you say, he has the ability to drag himself into his big hole, and he can bury a hole with a thunder, and the nine-day god thunder can be buried in a hole.

However, knowing that he is a master of mine-laying, I still couldn't help being attracted: In the official history, the Song State was weak and afraid of war, like a rich fat sheep. If the Song State here is stronger than the Yuan State, how could it be retreating steadily?

Yang Guo suddenly said: "In Yuan Dynasty, as long as a slave is willing to kill, has the ability to kill, and goes to the battlefield to kill, he can turn himself into a commoner and become a nobleman. This is not the case in the Song Dynasty. If you become a slave, you cannot get out of it. The founding of the country 300 years ago, The accumulated servants and new slaves accounted for nearly [-]% of the population of Song State. Martial arts masters could fight against thousands of people, but no more than millions of people. The Song State could not defeat the Yuan State if it remained unchanged. The emperor dare not violate the family law of the ancestors, otherwise the current pillars of the country will be completely destroyed."

My forehead was buzzing, and I was meowing. Until now, I didn't know that the Song slaves here can't get rid of their citizenship, and the Song Kingdom in the official history can do it!Damn Xibei Xiong, how can I speak for you?Four years ago when we first arrived on Peach Blossom Island, he babbled in front of Yang Guo to help me "get rid of my low status".When Yang Guo grew up, he looked back and thought, can he trust Xibei Xiong again?

But Zhou Botong said leisurely: "Slaves suffer, what happens after a slave becomes a master?"

"Step on others!!!"

I blurted out and held my head in my hands to be silly.Zhou Bo commutes hard to brainwash us these days, but how could I not know what he said?A history of human beings is a history of stepping on each other. Politicians without brains will open channels to let the lower classes hope to climb up, and the useless upper classes will be eliminated to the lower classes, so as not to become "zombies" themselves.But upside down, some people will always step on others, and in the later stages of development, they will become smarter and smarter. Slaves are not called slaves, and they are called all kinds of nice names, and the speed of up and down flow becomes faster.

Unfortunately, the smarter you are, the faster you die. In the so-called civilized society, although individuals are no longer easily slaughtered, the whole is making great strides towards death, and the competition is becoming more and more cruel. Make it rotten inside and out, and finally go to the end, the human beings in the entire space will perish, and start all over again——Take the old road again.

Well, it's too easy to be cynical. For example, people will die if they live, so let's stop living!How cynical Zha Zhou is is none of my business, I only want Yang Guo to be bright and sunny.

So I recited proudly: "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light!"

"Whoosh", two pairs of eyes shrouded my body like searchlights, so hot that it made the hair on my back.

If I knew that such a plagiarized crooked poem actually contributed to the birth of the Great Demon Cult in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", I would definitely sew my mouth shut!

Although I have no hindsight, I am a pragmatist, and I don't want to get entangled in the YY issue, so I decided to clear Xibei Xiong for nothing, so I stood up straight and looked at Yang Guo sincerely: "Brother, do you still remember that Dunru once begged Guo Daxia?" , Mrs. Huang asked me to be his apprentice. I am capable, even if the word 'slave' is engraved on my forehead, who can step on me?"

Yang Guo tilted his head, as if trying to remember.

I regretted so much that I almost slapped myself. Yang Guo is very active, and he has heard, said and done things every day. He probably forgot about Xibei Xiong’s random nonsense one day when he was 13 years old!

Strange, if not for this matter, why would Yang Guo have a suspicion of Xibei Xiong?Could it be that, as Xiong said, Yang Guo had an opinion when he found out that he was not the "model young hero" he imagined?Cha, none of us is what other people imagined!Good brother Yang, why did he suffer from the second illness?

To be honest, no matter how much I disagree with Xibei Xiong, at least I am a fellow student. I can't treat him like a class enemy. It doesn't matter much at ordinary times. He is really in danger. I happily put a "evil cultivator" label on my forehead.

The situation is reversed, if now I am alone in the dangerous city of Xiangyang, looking forward to the back-up that I think I can trust, but the back-up disappears without a trace, leaving me alone and helpless, what kind of sadness will it be?

I grabbed the half-cup of ginger tea left on the stove and offered it to me, playing the card of warmth: "Drink the tea first! Brother, we can grow vegetables in winter now. I still remember that it was Dunru who first taught me martial arts. Later, brother taught me Yang Jiagong..."

Before I finished speaking, Yang Guo snatched ginger tea and poured it into my mouth, he laughed: "It's great, make coriander, after a while, brother will make green vegetables, radishes and fresh fish, and then make wheat noodles and scallion pancakes..."

The beautiful life he described failed to resonate with the two listeners, so I wiped my lips before I got down to business. Zhou Botong had already yelled: "If you learn something, you won't be trampled on, but most of the time, people trample on others if they have some skills! Wujue The only one I admire is Hong Qigong, do you know why?"

Yang Guo's attention was diverted by him in one fell swoop, Guagua talked about the outside world's evaluation of Beijiao, and complained about his different views.Zha Zhou naturally interjected a few sentences from time to time, and once again dragged his words to the horizon.

I kicked down dejectedly, and it was over again!Xiong, it's not that I don't help you, it's that your "junior brother" Zhou is too bad!

Suddenly I heard Zhou Bo's passage: "...I admire Hong Qigong, he is the one who finds a way out for people who are desperate. It is said that when looking at a person's essence, small things can't be seen, but big things can only be seen at the critical moment of life and death. Damn, With blood on his head and eyes blinded by wine, who can't do a few things called benevolence and righteousness? Look at a person, not when he is desperate, but how he chooses when he has a choice. Don't great martial arts have a choice?"

I was so angry that I fell on my back, and my back hurts when I stand and talk! "Repaying your kindness" is the basic way of being a human being, but is it easy to find something that does not violate your own bottom line and that the other party needs very much?Especially when the other party is the Princess and his wife of the Song Kingdom!

"Huang Rong needs Wu Dunru to help her take care of her baby? Laugh out loud! It's clearly a trap." Zhou Bo laughed repeatedly, which made me realize that I was yelling out what was in my heart. The damn scumbag Zhou can always make me lose control!

I snorted: "What about the trap? If you can't fill it up and go over it? Some things can't be done until you are sure. For example, Qigong, he finds a way out for people who are desperate. How many of these people survive? Others? Knowing this, he still did it, there will always be someone who is not so scumbag, how do you know who is scumbag and who is not scumbag if you don’t do it?"——So the spiritual creation space repeats N times and N+N times!Of course, it can also be said that the big spirits are uncomfortable when they are full, but there are indeed some people who have cultivated so that they are not so scumbag.Let’s just say that Ben Ya and Xibei Xiong are scumbags in the realm of comprehension, and they can get a good person card in the world of mortals.

Yang Guo laughed: "Yeah, it's like raising a baby. Who knows what will happen to the baby when it grows up? You still have to raise it. Even if you know your baby is crooked, you still have to keep raising it. Uncle Guo is a clear example! Sister Mo Worried, isn’t it just one dun Confucian and two babies? Brother Nian will take it home, and we will raise chickens, ducks and babies.”

I gasped for breath, facing Yang Guo like this, my little conscience panicked with shame.Ever since Zhou Botong quarreled with me on the day of the wedding, I was so ashamed that even a passer-by could not drag him into a pool of mud.

Blowing my nose, I quickly poured out what I wanted to say: "Brother, don't go to Xiangyang, the descendants of the Yang family will try to make a plan to stay and make a brand. I am different, They can't afford to be ashamed of being a hero. Huang Rong doesn't dare to harm me. Once I die, Dunru will not marry Guo Fu but become a monk, so I think I will go to Xiangyang alone when the time is right."

Yang Guo didn't react much to my words, he just reprimanded: "Stop talking nonsense."

Zhou Botong laughed out loud: "Are you really stupid or fake? How could a great martial artist marry you? He who marries a slave is a slave, Song and Dali are the same, he can only take you as his concubine."

I stared at him. Obviously, it was after Mo Ming came back from Xiangyang that he realized that "Yang Xiaoya" was a house slave of Taohua Island. It was probably Guo Fu who yelled it out, and perhaps the gang of young heroes who pursued her helped.Huang Rong wouldn't do such a stupid thing. Yang Guo's father was Guo Juxia's brother-in-law, and the Guo family had a terrible reputation for making Yang's daughter a domestic slave.

I smiled: "That's why Dunru himself said that he wants to enter the ancient tomb..."

Yang Guo interrupted abruptly: "The carving master hasn't come back for so long, is there something wrong?"

"I will be back in four days!!!"

Shouting this sentence, I can be regarded as finding the target of anger diversion - the hateful Mr. Diao.It's meowing, it's not like I'm still alive~ flesh and blood are one, it takes so long to send a letter to the ancient tomb?In fact, it came back, sneaking back seven days ago in the morning.It must have eaten up the panacea I put in the pill bag, and it sneaked into my room and took all the panacea from the desk.At this time, it must be enjoying the cold jade bed in the ancient tomb. Fortunately, I divided the elixir into several cans. Except for the pile it put on the table, I didn’t let it know, otherwise it might I haven't seen each other for a year and a half.

Zhou Botong sat on the costume with his buttocks, and said bitterly: "The ugly eagle is playing tricks, and the elixir made by grandpa will be ignored in front of it."

I gritted my teeth: "You...you saw Brother Diao when he came back! You didn't tell me, and sneaked into my room!" —— On the day Da Diao came back, he ran into my room with Da Diao and had a conflict with Master Diao Otherwise, I probably won't realize that Lord Diao has taken the elixir until I rest at night.At that time, I was working far away in the horned lump vegetable field, thinking that Master Diao would return with a letter, so I was in no hurry to return.When I returned to the house at noon, I didn't see the letter, only the panacea on the case table disappeared.I sent a heartfelt message to Lord Diao, but the Diao Diao ignored him, and then I realized what happened.He wanted to find someone to vent his anger on and make Zhou's lover an evil disciple, so as to fulfill the threat of the past, seeing Mo Ming's gloomy and sad appearance, he didn't have the heart to make a move, so he didn't realize it.Unexpectedly, Zha Zhou lifted up this layer of tulle by himself today, whether I am the whole Mo Ming or the whole Zha Zhou or the whole Mo Ming...

Zhou Botong didn't know that I was evil, so he kept his head high and said confidently: "I didn't demolish your house, but I just wanted to see how the carving pill you made is different from the precious pill I made."

Yang Guo was dissatisfied: "The difference is how to treat my carving master! You call the carving master an ugly carving, how can it treat you with such arrogance?"

The gluttonous eagle doesn't have such backbone!How about changing the recipe and trying to make the alchemy made by Zhou Botong a snack for the eagle?Otherwise, he would be tossing and tossing endlessly, and it would be troublesome to tell the truth to him when the big eagle got bored.Well, no matter how you say it, Qingguo is not considered rubbish. After finishing it, the greedy eagle will not turn his eyes away.

But I heard Zhou Botong babbling there, it was still in classical Chinese: "Believe in words is not good, but you don't believe in good words. A flat-haired creature likes to listen to good words, what's the matter with humans? No wonder deceit is rampant, and gentlemen keep their mouths shut..."

I gritted my teeth: "Grandfather, if you can keep your mouth shut, I swear to treat you as a gentleman!"

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