When the boy was packing his clothes, he heard a rustling sound outside the Huchao Pavilion gate. He immediately got up and opened the door. A raccoon cat squatted on the steps, shook his whole body. When he saw that Yun Zhong was walking out of the door, he shouted softly for two or three times. If it were a girl, it would probably be a heart-wrenching sound, and even if the boy showed a little smile, he turned sideways and gave the raccoon cat to the house, handing it a few fish as usual, with a kind expression.

"In a few days, I'm afraid you'll beg for food at Lingzi Building. You can't help but be in the capital. After several months of thinking about going out for a walk, you only returned home once and twice back to the mountain. It was noisy and noisy. You can't calm down and think about many things clearly." The boy was happy to see it. After swallowing the fish with satisfaction, he picked up the cat with smooth fur as smooth as satin, carefully tugging at the cat's face, and grinned a few times.

"The spirit is much better than the previous few days." There were a lot of visitors outside the Huchao Pavilion today. The old man didn't say hello, and went straight to the door to pick a land and sat down, looking at the young man's eyes at this moment, "It seems that he was still sitting in the room full of swords and swords, and it seemed that he was even more powerful. Why did he put away the swords and really plan to change the weapon shop into a teahouse?"

Yun Zhong smiled and put the raccoon cat aside, stood up and saluted him in a regular manner.

"No matter what, I'm just a matter of being a killer. I've been sitting on the side of the sword for many years. Maybe my whole body is filled with cold air. At least I feel that my heart is extremely cold, so it's better to put it away, so I won't hurt others in the future."

As for the profound meaning of the young man's words, Ling Tengqi was unwilling to think about it, but took out the book from his sleeve. It was only two or three hundred pages, but it looked very thick. The young man respectfully took it, but saw only two words on the head. After turning the book, he found that it was full of Ling Tengqi's handwriting. Each page was painted with human figures, either with a single palm or with two fists, with a dense way of transport and practice methods. Each page was written in full bloom, and all were written in Ling Tengqi's handwriting. Although it was not a good word, it was still extraordinary, such as pulling a mountain with ease and spreading across the paper.

"Even if you go to Dayuan to relax, you can't leave the opportunity to learn boxing and palms. It's a good time to build the foundation. I've long known that you may not have any extraordinary talent in the path of practice. After finally practicing this internal martial arts, you are quite a bit crooked, but you must not waste it." Ling Tengqi smacked his lips, but he had already figured out the nature of a young man. Although he seemed kind and had a good temper, if he insisted on the green mountains, it would probably be difficult to pull anything. Therefore, he never persuaded him. Instead, he spent the past few days and day and night to write all the internal martial arts rules and tricks he had learned in his life into a book. It was not considered a boxing book, but could only be said to be essential.

"Senior, how dare you accept such a tribute?" At first, the boy did not take a closer look at Ling Tengqi's face. When the lights were lit, he realized that the old man's eyes were red at this moment, and his eyes were blue. It was obvious that he could not sleep well for many days. He was anxious to write this scroll of fist and delivered it to him while the boy was not out, which was the most heartbreaking.

Pang Qingfeng was already cold all over that day. Yun Zhong and Ling Tengqi had just entered the house and realized that after the young man died, Fengchi's hole was shattered. The honest and honest face that had been disguised as a disguised person turned handsome, but it was difficult for him to speak again. Yun Zhong could not speak for half a day, and Ling Tengqi had not spoken for a long time. Until the matter was resolved, he still squatted in the heavy spring rain outside the entrance of the village, and he had not moved for a long time. When he returned to the capital, the old man spoke and said something.

Ling Tengqi said, if I was still in the fourth realm, even if Shan Taorong blocked the road here, I would dare to punch two times, how could I be so frustrated today?

Without the protection of the four realms of cultivation, Ling Tengqi is still strong, but he has finally entered his old age step by step. He has been waiting for many nights one after another, and has long suppressed the meaning of sleepiness. It is obvious that it shows in his face, which makes the young man feel sad.

"Why, why don't you accompany you on a trip? You don't have any energy to cultivate your skills. If you really go to that chaotic world, if you die, you will be left with me as a result of this inner boxing essence, that is the most angering thing in life."

Yun Zhong smiled slightly from his face. He took out the fire break in his arms that had been used for many years and smiled sly, "I will definitely keep a breath before I die and burn the book clean. Don't worry."

Outside the Huchao Pavilion, the capital was not awake, and a few sparrows got up early to catch insects, but they did not get a certain harvest. They fell on the wall of the lanterns. If they had just started to enlighten their minds, they would probably curse the person who said that the birds flew first and the spirit birds were behind for two or three hours before they could relieve their hatred. The crying sounded like a few bits of anger, which shocked the youngest sons of two or three families to cry. After only a dozen breaths, they could barely stop, which made their parents no longer sleepy and had to get up.

"I still have many things to do when I live to this age. When I was young, I have killed many thieves who wanted to eat and eat to rob the path of the road. After thinking about it, I couldn't figure out whether it should be killed or not. If I should be killed, I should be killed. If I should not be killed, this sin will be more serious. Therefore, I often scolded the bald donkeys in Buddhism. In the end, the good people asked them to do it, but I became the evil person who was stained with blood on both fists. Where can I go to explain it?"

Ling Tengqi did not drink tea, and he never coveted Yun Zhong's jars of good wine. He said to himself, as if he was thinking about all kinds of things when he was young, and said with a smile on his lips, "It was not until he got older, from the age of three feet in the wind to the age when he was wet with his shoes on his wind, that he could barely figure out some things. What does it mean that people are in the world without help? If there is any slight compassion, they will mostly kill themselves. If you don't become a villain, a thief who robs the path of the path, or a villain who looks at the good things you have, you will definitely not be lenient. You and I are not the monks in the ancient books. If you don't have to take action, you can just talk about others and leave their evil thoughts and swords."

"I realized at this time that the so-called "Nine Kingdoms' chaos wars are meaningless, and the deep meaning behind it is that the lotus comes out of the pond is rare. All kinds of unfair things in the world are simply enlarged or reduced. People's hearts cannot stand scrutiny. When thinking about Yan Jiaqing, it is actually hard to say whether he is good or evil. In the final analysis, he just wants you to live longer and do more good deeds."

Yun Zhong didn't nod or shook his head.

In fact, the young man wanted to see a yellow rope from the old man's shoulder, and he couldn't help but say the last words, but he waited for a long time and never saw them.

"It seems that I can't tell you right or wrong." The young man lowered his head, his eyelids drooped slightly. "But I know it's hard to tell right or wrong. There has never been anyone in the world to determine how to explain the word "good" and "evil" and "evil" and "when I can't do anything, I feel uncomfortable all over my body, and I'm exhausted and worried, but I can't figure out all of them."

Ling Tengqi didn't know if he could, but just nodded, "You should go out for a walk. Everything in the capital is complicated and people are complicated. If you don't think about it all year round, you will inevitably feel that your martial arts cultivation is like rushing out of more than ten miles, but you still stand in place and cannot catch up with it. Your mood is higher than your cultivation, and you will inevitably have the intention to avoid the world. Seeing that everything is useless, and your mood is lower than your cultivation, you will find that it is possible to be clear about both left and right, but you can't take a long time to take a step."

This time the boy nodded, "It's true."

"Then let go of all kinds of distractions and go out happily. Whether you are aimless or going to the realm where you are always thinking about it, in short, stop where you want to stop. The bright moon rises on the sea and the tides are growing in the blue sea. After a while of freedom, I feel that I can think through it or continue to practice martial arts without thinking too much, so I will raise my foot back to Beijing. Your shop is not big, and there are few people coming to the door. I say hello to you and send someone to guard for a few days."

Yun Zhong also looked gentle and bowed respectfully.

The old man raised his eyebrows and then withdrew his eyebrows, but the smile on his face increased instead of reducing.

The young man said that first preaching martial arts is half a master, and then teaching the state of mind, and adding half a master to the two. Even if you already have a master, you should call him Master, which is not disappointing.

The raccoon didn't know what the two of them said, but after playing, he curled up on the boy's feet and whispered twice to sleep peacefully. However, for a long time, he was picked up by the raccoon again and touched the raccoon's nose and smiled, "The old man doesn't want to take it in, so he went out with me. Although it might be enough fish to bring it, it is rare to see all kinds of scenery besides the capital. How about it?"

The raccoon cat never understood others' words, but it did not escape or hide. It got into the boy's lapel. Perhaps out of warmth, it soon fell asleep again, too lazy and tight. The boy got up to take care of his clothes, but he never woke up.

Yun Zhong packed up his luggage, but did not bring the square sword box. The latter was safely on the table. The boy was wearing clothes on his back and did not rush to go out. Instead, he sat cross-legged in front of the square sword box, and had not spoken for a long time.

The sky was already covered with goose yellow, and the capital slowly woke up from sleep. For a few days after the rain, vendors shouted along the street to sell sugar balls for cooking cakes and pick up the sound of the updater. They really had a good door, separated three or five streets and alleys, and could still hear clearly. They startled countless birds hiding under the eaves of ordinary people's houses, and shocked many tired men on both sides of the canal. They whispered a few words, then stood up and looked at it, but found that the canal originally surged, but now it was flowing, grinning and smiling honestly, then went back to the tent to sleep and get back to the cage for a good night.

The spring sun is never stingy with spring sun, the branches fall on the eaves, and the shadows fall on the eaves, shaking. There are many tender buds growing more than the past. When the spring rain comes, it will eventually moisten things. However, in the past, it was like a woman sprinkling seedlings, but now it is a man who waves hoe.

"If I had known this, I would have asked what sword technique I had learned in three hundred years."

The Huchao Pavilion is still closed, and the shadows of trees fall on the eaves. It is just that the misty horse that often causes trouble in the horse house and the raccoon cat on the short wall outside the courtyard are still missing.
Chapter completed!