Liu Yu's expression changed. This sound could only be heard in heaven. Living in Jingkou, he was used to listening to country women's farming songs, but he had never heard this kind of sound like an oriole coming out of the valley. It could almost be called the sound of nature.
He couldn't even stand still.
Another clear and graceful girl's voice brought up two chuckles: "Miaoyin, what's wrong with you? Why do you like watching this kind of fighting?"
The voice like a silver bell said faintly: "We women have lived in boudoir for a long time and know nothing about the world. We have heard for a long time that the folk customs in the south of the Yangtze River are strong. The fighting competition on May 5th is for the heroic men from all over the country to show off their strength.
timing."
"At present, there is a powerful enemy. The barbarians intend to devour the Jin Dynasty. It is also a time when heroes from all walks of life are practicing martial arts and serving the country with loyalty. If you can see the fighting posture of the men, you can imagine the battlefield.
Their heroic performance in killing thieves for their country, how could it be an ordinary fight?"
Another girl with a clear and graceful voice said with some dissatisfaction: "Miaoyin, I'm afraid you have overestimated these rude and aggressive people. They are just country people who show off their brute force when they are drunk. How can they really do anything for them?"
What about the service to the country? In the past, the merchant kings said that the courage of an ordinary man was courageous in private fights, but timid in public battles, but not the courage of soldiers."
At this point, a figure behind the curtain seemed to look towards Liu Yu and sneered: "Just like this Liu Lizheng, isn't he known as the leader of three Jingkou fighting competitions? It's impossible for him not to know that Hu Lu went south.
, the reason why the family and the country are in danger, isn't it just to get drunk and lie down on the grass in the mountains and let go? Do you think he has any intention of joining the army to serve the country? "
Sun Wuzhong's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "Tingyun, don't be rude!"
An unknown fire arose in Liu Yu's heart, and he said in a deep voice: "Miss, do you know me well? How do you know that I will not join the army to serve the country?"
"The ancient sages have taught that parents should not travel far when they are alive. Liu's late father passed away long ago, and his mother raised him single-handedly. His two younger brothers are younger than Ding. Liu is the only male in the family. Under such circumstances,
, how can you abandon your mother and younger brother and go off to join the army?"
The woman was speechless for a moment, but the woman with a voice like a silver bell bowed to Liu Yu from behind the curtain and solemnly crossed her arms and said: "Liu Lizheng, please forgive me, my sister made a mistake for a while, and I am here to apologize on my behalf.
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The clear and graceful girl's voice sounded again, full of dissatisfaction: "Miaoyin, I don't need you to apologize for me yet. Even if I said a little too much, we are noble ladies after all. Do we need to apologize to a villager?"
Get out, your and my family's name will be damaged!"
Having said this, the woman named Tingyun said in a deep voice: "Let's go."
Sun Wuzhu shook his head and turned to Liu Yu: "Liu Lizheng, I'm offended. Tingyun is a young lady. If you offend me, please be lenient."
Liu Yu felt sad for a while. Although the words of the woman named Ting Yun were not pleasant to listen to, the difference between scholars and common people was like clouds and mud, but it was an indisputable fact.
In the eyes of these aristocratic women, even if he dominates Jingkou, he is just a rude martial artist. Even the young lady named Miaoyin is probably just out of curiosity rather than really valuing people like herself.
Thinking of this, a trace of unwillingness suddenly arose in Liu Yu's heart, and a voice shouted in his heart, hum, one day, I, Liu Yu, will make you, the children of high-ranking aristocratic families, look up to me!
There was no expression on Liu Yu's face. Although his heart was filled with turmoil, he just said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the two ladies just reminded me that today is the beginning of the fighting competition, and I have to go back to compete now."
"Senior Sun, there are tigers, wolves, snakes and insects in the wild mountains here in Jingkou. You should be careful when walking with your female family members and try to take the official road as much as possible. See you later!"
Sun Wuduan nodded: "But Tingyun just said something that I hope you can consider. A strong man like you should join the army and make achievements. Jingkou is not a place where you should stay for the rest of your life."
Liu Yu smiled slightly: "You should do this if you are destined to do so. Cherish it!"
He turned around and walked towards the outside of the forest. As he walked, his chest was burning like a fire, which made him involuntarily sing a folk song popular in Wuyue:
"You are riding in a carriage, and I am wearing a hat. When we meet one day, I will get off the car and bow to you. You are carrying the hat, and I will ride on a horse. When we meet one day, I will be riding for you. The green mountains will not change the green water, and there will be fish and dragons in the ordinary lanes. One day, I will encounter wind and clouds.
Let me travel through the eight wastelands and Liuhe."
As Liu Yu's singing gradually faded away, behind the curtain, the graceful figure of the woman named Miaoyin gradually appeared. Under the light veil, a pair of water-like eyes stared blankly at the direction Liu Yu was going.
, a complicated expression flashed and disappeared.
Another cyan figure came to her side. Under the same force, his red lips opened slightly: "Sister Miaoyin, you don't really want to watch those villagers fight, do you?"
Miaoyin sighed softly: "Once we arrive in Guangling, I'm afraid that you and I will not be free. While we are still in Jingkou, why not go and see these folk customs that we can't usually see in Jiankang City?"
Tingyun shook her head: "Oh, you." She turned to look at Sun Wuzhong, "Uncle Zhong, can we stay here in Jingkou for half a day longer today?"
Sun Wuzhu smiled slightly, and the scar on his face twitched: "I can't ask for it. My old friend Jianzhi sent a message from Feiying yesterday, saying that Youdu and Aning are also here."
Miaoyin's expression changed and she said in surprise: "Ah, how is this possible?"
Sun Wuzhong smiled and said: "Jingkou wine can be drunk and soldiers can be used. This is what Huan Xuanwu (Huan Wen, the powerful minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty) said. Just look at Liu Yu and you will know how fascinating this place is."
Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Besides, I also want to see if this Jingkou Liu Da is really as strong as the legend says."
Liu Yu went all the way down the mountain road. As he sang loudly, the anger and injustice in his heart gradually calmed down. At this time, he suddenly thought of something. He looked into his arms and found where his tentacles were.
But I came across a few herbs and took them out to see if they were the same magical hemostatic herbs I saw in my dream yesterday.
Liu Yu's heart moved and he looked at his arm. He saw a shallow scar across his left arm. A layer of light green scab had formed on the scar. His hand brushed over it.
The scab fell off on its own, and except for a shallow white mark where the scab fell, there was no trace of any scar left.
Liu Yu murmured to himself: "Isn't this a dream? Did I really meet an immortal?"
A somewhat naughty child's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Liu, you sing so beautifully, can you teach us?"