On the mountain road, two horses were walking side by side, followed by a carriage. It looked like it was dusty and had traveled a long way.
It is the two families of Su Ji and Du Jing.
Du Jing and Su Ji rode forward side by side. Su Ji looked at the scenery of the mountains, but was worried, and said to Du Jing: "I think my brother and I have been wandering for half our lives, but we still have to go back to where we came from."
Du Jing seemed to comfort him and said: "Brother Su, when did you become so sad? How could you not be happy in those days when you were riding wild horses? Although we have retired for many years, it is better to join Marshal Zhang again this time.
Those young people, let’s see if we are no longer as elegant as we were back then!”
Du Jing's few words made Su Ji suddenly feel proud and proud, and then he smiled and said: "Brother is right, but I am so hypocritical!"
Du Jing laughed loudly and said: "Everyone lives his life just to live happily. I think you are really depressed in Sujia Village. Now that you have nothing to worry about, you should change your way of life." After that, he raised his whip lightly and said,
Urging the horse forward, he raised his voice and said: "We have to hurry up. This place is far away from Qingyan Mountain in Jeju. If we go at this speed, we will get there in an unknown age."
Su Ji looked at the rather heroic Du Jing, shook his head, waved his riding whip, and rushed up.
Du Heng, who was driving the carriage behind him, saw his father and uncle speeding up and shouted softly, "Drive--" The carriage's speed also increased a lot.
The wheels of the carriage rotated, raising smoke and dust, and the horses' hooves made a clear sound as they galloped away into the sunshine.
They were not in a hurry as they walked along the way. They would go in and rest at every store in the city wall. If it was getting late, they would simply stay one night and set off again during the day the next day. They never rushed at night. Su Ji and Du Jing
They are all experienced people. In these days of war and chaos, bandits are rampant in remote places. You have to be extra careful when traveling during the day, and you cannot even walk half a step at night.
Along the way, opposite or in the same direction as Su Ling, he would always encounter countless fleeing people, either in large groups or in groups of three or five, men, women, old and young, with different appearances.
However, the same thing is that they are all sallow, skinny, and some are even dying, being dragged or pulled by their relatives.
Even if I die, I have to die in one place. No matter where I go, I can never give up on you. This is the only persistence in family love in this world.
Su Ling looked over and saw that they were naked, their expressions were dazed and numb, and there was no light in their eyes.
Su Ling probably couldn't bear it. At first, he would always ask Du Heng to stop, ask his mother for some dry food and cakes, and hand them to some young children.
If they were not born in troubled times, which one of them would not be the darling son and daughter of the family?
When the fleeing children saw that there was food, they grabbed it, but their eyes were still empty. They just turned around and gave it to their adults. The adult took the dry food pancakes without looking at Su Ling.
Without even saying thanks, he just tore off a large piece of the pancake, handed it to his child to devour, and carefully wrapped the rest in tattered clothes. It felt as if he was wrapping an extremely precious treasure.
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Su Ling felt infinitely heavy in his heart. At that moment, he suddenly had never had such a strong desire to become stronger. He secretly swore that he would desperately protect the two relatives behind him and prevent them from being miserable like these countless refugees.
, don’t let tragedy like Xiaolan happen again.
I want to become stronger! I want to become stronger! Su Ling kept shouting in his heart.
When Du Jing and Su Ji saw Su Ling acting like this, they didn't say much at first. Later, when they saw Su Ling sharing cakes more and more often, Du Jing couldn't help but said to him: "Boy Su, don't give it to them anymore. We don’t have much left, and what’s more, the world is like this. There are so many people fleeing and fleeing. Can you save them one by one by dividing them one by one and saving them one by one?”
Su Ling's eyes had never been more stubborn than before, and he said unwaveringly: "Saving a person is also saving!"
Seeing how determined he was, Du Jing stopped trying to persuade him and could only shake his head and sigh.
Later, more and more refugees were fleeing on the road, so many that everywhere they looked they were starving. Su Ling was numb. He knew that the cakes in his hand were of no use at all, and they might be robbed and provoked. There was trouble, so I had to turn back to the carriage. I couldn't bear to look at it anymore and gently closed my eyes.
Along the way, towns and villages, large and small, are deserted and dilapidated.
"There are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles, and the bones are exposed in the wild." Su Ling whispered to himself, "So this is true!"
Sleeping in the open air and sleeping at night in Xiaoxing, they were getting farther and farther away from Wanyang Sujiacun.
I finally missed Sutou, and as night fell, I looked up at the sky through the night curtain, only to find that the sky was a bit frighteningly overcast, with billowing clouds like knocking over an ink vat, and it looked like it was going to rain.
"Crack--" A sharp flash seemed to tear the curtain of night apart, and "Boom--" a dull and huge thunder sounded.
The next moment, it was raining all over the sky, and the world was desolate.
"Hurry up, let's go forward and see if there is any place to take shelter from the rain." Du Jing and Su Ji took the lead in urging their horses, and the carriage followed closely behind, walking as fast as the depths of the night ahead in the heavy rain. .
After walking for a while, the rain became heavier. When everyone was worried about how to take shelter from the rain, a ruined temple suddenly appeared on the roadside in front of them.
The plaque on the ruined temple has long since disappeared, and the surrounding temple walls have long since become ruins. The buildings inside are basically in ruins. Between the broken stones and broken beams, withered grass half a man tall is blown by the wind and rain. Moving, desolate and desolate.
Everyone looked around and found that in the middle of the decaying grass, hidden by the rain curtain, a large hall was revealed. It had always been the main hall of the temple. It had declined over the years and half of it had collapsed, but the other half was still intact. Although there were few doors. Half of the fan was broken, but the other half was still hanging there, which could block some wind and rain. The roof of the hall was also like the main hall. Half of it had already seen the sky, and although the other half had countless holes, it was generally still intact.
Although the ruined temple and hall are incomplete, they can still provide them with a place to rest and shelter from the wind and rain.
Everyone got off their carriages and horses, tied them in the weeds, and walked into the ruined palace.
Du Jing touched the altar table in the main hall, touched half of the candle, and lit it. With the dim candlelight, everyone looked into the hall. In the middle of the hall, there was a tall Buddha statue. The colors on the Buddha statue were mottled and peeled off. Half of the main hall collapsed, half of the Buddha statue was exposed to the sky, and rainwater rolled down half of the Buddha statue, making a splashing sound.
However, the Buddha statue is still solemn and solemn, looking up with compassion and sitting still.
Du Jing once again shined the candlelight towards a rain-proof part of the palace. This light did not matter, everyone present was startled.
Among the weeds under the dim light, there was a man who looked neatly dressed and was looking at them with a good look. He was holding an unsheathed sword in his hand.
Du Jing and Su Ji were so panicked that they quickly took out their swords and protected their family members behind them.
The man seemed to be startled, and his expression froze. He held the sword in his hand tightly and looked at them coldly. But when he used the candlelight to see clearly that the people coming were men, women, and teenagers.
After being dressed up, he felt relieved, stood up slowly, waved his hands and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm just here to take shelter from the rain."
Du Jing and Su Ji still didn't let down their guard. Du Jing walked over and looked at the man again. He was more than seven feet tall, wearing a dark gray gown. He was about thirty years old, but he was extremely handsome.
His head was straight and his eyes were clear. Although he didn't move very much and he saw such abjection, he had an air of saying no.
Du Jing and Su Ji felt relieved and called everyone to come closer and sit down somewhere that could protect them from the rain.
The man seemed to be afraid that everyone would have a grudge against him, so he moved further inside, deliberately keeping a certain distance from everyone.
Everyone was sleepy and hungry, so they sat on the ground, opened the packages, took out the dry food and started eating.
Su Ling was eating pancakes when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the man in a dark gray gown whose mouth seemed to move.
Su Ling picked up a pancake, walked up to the man, handed the pancake over and said, "Would you like to eat it?"
The man in the dark gray gown was stunned for a moment. He seemed to want to answer, but for some reason he just waved his hand gently and said, "No, thank you, little brother."
Su Ling could tell that this man was very hungry and might not be able to live up to his reputation, so he smiled lightly and said, "Eat, who hasn't been in trouble?"
The man glanced at Su Ling gratefully, then took the cake and said, "That's it, thank you very much!"
As he started eating, he was very hungry, but he didn't gobble it up. Instead, he took the cake in one hand, tore off a bit of the cake with the other, and slowly put it into his mouth.
Su Ling smiled and nodded, turned around and sat back.
About an hour or two later, it was surprisingly quiet in the dilapidated temple and hall. No one spoke. Su Ji and Du Jing were both tired. They leaned against the wall and fell into a deep sleep. The knife in their hands had not been put away.
They got up. The two ladies also leaned on each other and closed their eyes slightly, fearing that they fell asleep. Only Du Heng and Su Ling lit a fire. They sat by the fire, warming their damp clothes, and the flames peeled off.
sound.
Suddenly they heard the sound of a carriage ringing outside the palace. Su Ling and Du Heng stood up at the same time and walked towards the palace. The man seemed to want to take a look, but after all he did not stand up. He held his sword in his arms and tilted his head.
Leaning among the hay, he closed his eyes slightly.
When Su Ling and Du Heng came to the temple gate (temporarily they could see the original traces of the temple gate), they saw a rather gorgeous carriage parked there in the wind and rain, with a hanging hanging on one of the corners of the carriage.
A red light swayed left and right due to the wind and rain.
After the carriage stopped, a man who looked like a young boy jumped out first and then moved from the front of the carriage.
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He got off the horse stool and placed it on the side of the carriage car. He raised the curtain and the two old men walked out one after the other.
Su Ling looked towards the two old men, and saw that both old men had white hair, and they looked very old. However, they both had fair hair, rosy complexions, and a rather noble and kind look, so they knew they were not evil people.
It's just that the two old men have different expressions and demeanor. The old man on the left is dressed in light green casual clothes, with white beard and hair, and his long eyebrows fly into his temples, but he looks kind and approachable. His clothes are loose and loose, and when the wind blows, he looks like he is from a worldly world;
The old man on the right is wearing a mysterious Taoist robe. There is a large Bagua pattern embroidered on the Taoist robe. The Bagua pattern seems to be faintly flowing, as if it has spiritual energy. He holds a fly whisk in his left hand, and his white hair is tied up with a wooden hairpin.
, carrying a long sword on his back, standing with his hands behind his back, with an immortal demeanor and compassion for heaven and earth.
At that time, the old man on the left saw Su Ling and the two of them first, and hurriedly raised his hands and said, "My dear friends, the sky is dark and the rain is coming very fast. I wonder if we can take shelter from the rain inside."
Su Ling hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "What do you say, old gentleman? This is not my home. It is of course convenient for everyone in the world."
The old man on the left smiled and nodded, and said to the old man in Taoist attire: "So, Taoist brother, how about you follow me in and take shelter for a while?"
The man pretending to be an old man hurriedly slapped his head and said: "In this case, just follow the arrangements of the elder brother."
The two of them then entered the temple and came to the ruined hall.
I never thought that there would be so many men and women in this hall. The old layman hurriedly apologized: "I don't know that you all have already arrived. Sorry! Sorry!"
Su Ji and Du Jing both clasped their fists, stood up and said, "What are you talking about, old man? Please do it yourself."
The two old men sat on the other side and stopped looking at the crowd, conversing quietly among themselves.
Su Ling sat by the fire for a while, then looked up and saw where the secular old man and the Taoist old man were sitting. Although the protection from the wind and rain was limited, half of the dilapidated hall collapsed, and the two old men were sitting on the edge. The Taoist old man was okay.
, one side of the secular old man's clothes had already been soaked by the rain, and slid down the old man's loose clothes.
But the old man didn't seem to care about it and didn't wipe it. He let the rain get wet and kept talking to the Taoist old man. When they talked about the place to enter the port, the two of them nodded frequently.
Seeing this, Su Ling couldn't bear it, and hurriedly walked over and saluted the old man and said: "Old gentleman, you and the Taoist Priest can sit by the fire. My brother and I will change places with you.
After all, we are young, so a little rain is nothing, right?"
The old man then raised his head and said slightly surprised: "Are you saying you want to change places with me so that you can get out in the rain?"
Su Ling nodded and said: "I don't have an umbrella here in the wilderness, but I can't let the elderly get wet."
The old man and the Taoist old man looked at each other with approval in their eyes. They nodded and said, "My little friend, you are really thoughtful."
After that, he didn't say thank you, and just sat next to the fire with the old Taoist man. He didn't look at Su Ling again and continued to talk to himself.
Su Ling let Du Heng sit inside and sat outside. After a while, the rain had already wet his clothes, and when the wind blew, it was indeed a bit cold.
The adults in Su Ji did not have the energy of young people, and they fell asleep again at this time.
Du Heng said that Su Ling was not worth it, and while trying his best to move Su Ling out, he muttered: "Su Ling, you are too kind. Look at the two of them, they don't even say thank you."
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Su Ling smiled and said softly: "It's raining so hard and they are getting older. I don't want to thank them for doing this."
Inside the main hall, it became quiet again. Apart from the sound of wind and rain outside and the conversation of the two old men, there was no other sound.
However, when Su Ling heard this voice, it gradually became blurry. Finally sleep came over him, and both he and Du Heng gradually fell asleep.
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I don't know how much time passed, but the sound of wind and rain outside the palace became even louder. The deep black sky seemed to be torn open, and in the endless heavy rain, the grass and mountains were silent.
Su Ling didn't know how long she had slept, but she seemed to be awakened by the sound of rain that was getting louder. Half asleep and half awake, she rubbed her eyes and looked into the hall.
The fire was burning brightly, but the two old men were still awake. They were still chatting around the fire. Su Ling couldn't hear clearly, so he simply stopped listening. Just as he was about to continue sleeping, he suddenly
I saw the man in dark gray clothes on the haystack in the corner stand up gently, holding the long sword in his hand, and slowly walked towards the outside of the hall.
The dim firelight shone on his face, which seemed to be filled with loneliness and worries.
The man held his sword upside down and walked to the front of the palace. He looked up at the sky. The sky was dark black and the heavy rain made it difficult to see the scenery in the distance.
The man seemed to turn a blind eye to the increasingly violent rain. He lowered his head and sighed, then walked out slowly and stood in the rain curtain.
Su Ling's heart moved. It was already late at night and it was raining so heavily outside. Why didn't he sleep but walked into the rain with his sword in hand?
Su Ling stood up gently and followed slowly out.
The dark gray man stood in the rain. In an instant, his clothes were all wet by the rain. The heavy rain made him unable to open his eyes.
But he didn't care about this, standing there motionless, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
Suddenly, he unsheathed his long sword. Wherever the sword flashed, a dazzling sword light was drawn in the rain. He pointed his sword to the sky and let out a suppressed and hoarse roar. Under the reflection of the sword light, his expression
Lonely and unwilling.
Su Ling stood in the dark and watched quietly.
The man in dark gray clothes suddenly rotated his body, and the long sword kept rotating with his body. Under the sword light, it was like a misty white mist shrouded in front of him.
Wherever the sword edge passed, the rain followed the majestic force of the sword and scattered in all directions, splashing everywhere.
The more the man danced with his sword, the more powerful his sword energy became. Su Ling could feel the magnificent sword energy even a few feet away from him.
The man was dancing with his sword, his expression became more and more sad and unwilling, and he suddenly opened his mouth to read.
"When I was young, I sang and painted in the east of the hall. I wore an angry horse in white and drew a carved bow.
Have a glass of wine with your friends, lean on the railing and watch the clouds roar and the wind.
It is easy to grow old like snow in the sky, and it is difficult to realize dreams in the world of mortals.
How can I return home after thousands of ups and downs? Where can I remember my voice and appearance?"
At first, the voice was not very ups and downs, until the last few sentences became more and more tragic and murderous, and the momentum became even more compelling.
The man recited it several times, then suddenly stopped and looked up to the sky, laughing wildly and sadly.
Suddenly, he put the sword in his hand on his neck. Although there was reluctance in his eyes, he was more helpless, as he was about to commit suicide on the spot.
Su Ling saw it clearly and shouted in panic: "Brother, what are you doing! Why are you seeking death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he came to his side in three or two steps, grabbed the sword and threw it aside.
All this happened suddenly. The man was bent on seeking death and didn't even notice that there was another person. Otherwise, no matter how strong Su Ling was, he wouldn't be able to take the sword.
Seeing that he was seeking death, the man suddenly collapsed on the rain-covered ground and burst into tears.
Su Ling knelt down and let the man cry freely for a while, then said: "Brother, if a man sheds tears, he won't shed them lightly. It's just that he hasn't reached the sad point. It's okay to cry, but why are you seeking death?"
The man cried for a while before his mood calmed down a little. Fang said in a hoarse voice: "Little brother, why do you want to save me? What's the use of living for a person like me who has failed so badly?"
Su Ling shook his head and said: "It's always good to be alive. Brother, it's still early before dawn. If you have any sad things, you can tell me. If I feel that you really have to die to solve the problem, how about you die again?"
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The man thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's okay, I just want to talk to my little brother about my heart before I die."
The two of them did not enter the room, but sat across from each other in the heavy rain. Su Ling listened quietly to the man's words.
The man said: "Little brother, a few months ago, I still occupied a land, and I had about ten or twenty thousand people under my command. I also have two brothers who will accompany me in life and death. They are both highly skilled in martial arts and are invincible to ten thousand people. Now, At that time, we were full of enthusiasm. Now that the Jin Dynasty is in decline and the traitors and traitors are in power, the two brothers and I have taken it as our own duty to revitalize the Jin Dynasty. It is a pity that I thought that 20,000 people are already a lot, but it is a pity that the thieves are powerful. It was so big that the soldiers invaded my territory. My two brothers and I fought bloody battles, rushing back and forth, but unfortunately we were still defeated. The entire army of 20,000 people was wiped out..."
Speaking of this, tears flowed out of my eyes again.
The man even swallowed: "The place I occupied was occupied by the enemy. My two brothers are now missing. The people were massacred, but I was powerless. I was alone, like a lonely ghost. I was hunted all the way. People are chasing me like a lost dog, and I have just escaped here. In the current situation, what can I do, I have no choice but to have endless helplessness."
Su Ling nodded and said word by word: "Then you are seeking death?"
The man said: "Now that I have passed my thirties, I am depressed and frustrated. I am left alone. I want to kill thieves but I am unable to save myself. This is God trying to kill me! I only have one death, and once I die, a hundred will be over!"
Su Ling looked at him and said with stern eyes: "Then let me ask you, whether you are occupying land or commanding troops, are you doing it to separate one party for your own selfish interests? Are you thinking that now Sikong and the Marquis of Bohai will be like this? General?"
The man sneered and said: "Those people are messy
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I hate the country and slaughter the people deeply, how can I be the same as this? I just want to accumulate strength, bring peace to the world, and give the people a bright future!"
Su Linghu cheered loudly: "I am an ordinary citizen, not even sixteen years old. I don't understand your ambitions, and I don't dare to think about them. But I only know that everything is possible when you are alive. If you die, , no matter how ambitious you are, it’s all in vain!”
The man was startled and seemed to be thinking.
Su Ling added: "Let me ask you again, if you die, where will your two brothers go? You said that you two have similar minds. If they find out that you are dead one day, will they follow you?" You just said that you are with each other in life and death, how can they live alone in this world?"
The man was speechless again and slowly lowered his head.
Su Ling continued slowly: "Although I am sixteen years old, I still understand some of the teachings of saints. Why should a man be obsessed with temporary gains and losses? Who would judge a hero based on temporary success or failure? Although you have failed miserably now, you have left the green hills behind. , Don’t be afraid that if you don’t have firewood, you still don’t know if he will come back one day. If you die, is this still possible?”
Su Ling knew that this man was seeking death, so he had to give him some strong medicine. At least he should not be allowed to die first, so he did not allow him to speak and said: "You said that you are in your thirties and you are in your prime. Why should you feel sorry for yourself? How big is the world?" Can't go? Instead, you are seeking death? You are just happy for yourself. How can you realize your ambition to restore the Qingming Dynasty and protect the people of the world? "
"I have walked all the way here, and there are starving people everywhere and countless refugees. If you die, they will all be saved? Of course, I don't ask you to save them, and you can't do it with your ability. But how can you save the world if you don't save yourself? !" Su Ling finished these words in one breath and glanced at this man secretly.
This man seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream. Once he had enlightenment, the helplessness in his eyes disappeared. He suddenly stood up and returned the long sword in his hand to the sheath. He seemed to be saying to himself: "How can a person not save himself?" Save the world!"
Suddenly, the man bowed towards Su Ling and said loudly: "I have lived in vain for more than thirty years, but I am not as transparent as my sixteen-year-old brother. My words are like needles and thorns, but every word has a sound, and I am affected by it." Taught!"
After saying that, he turned around, picked up his sword, and walked towards the pouring rain.
Looking at the figure of the man who had regained his fighting spirit, Su Ling chuckled and thought to himself: This time he was really pretending to be too big.
Suddenly Su Ling blurted out: "Hey, do you want to continue to die?"
The figure of the man had long disappeared in the rain, leaving only a hearty word: "I will never die again! I will go find my two brothers, little brother, we will meet again!"
Su Ling shook his head and was about to turn around when he saw the two old men standing under the eaves of the palace with their hands behind their hands, looking at Su Ling, their faces full of approval.
The secular old man looked at the rain curtain and said to the Taoist old man: "Brother Taoist, what do you think?"
The old Taoist man slapped his head and said, "Maybe that idiot has really woken up."
Seeing that it was them, Su Ling hurriedly walked over to greet them and said, "I was just in a hurry, and I made these two old gentlemen laugh."
The old layman seemed to look at him again with admiration, as if he wanted to test him, and said lightly: "My little friend just now has a real insight. At the age of sixteen, he is already extraordinary. But there are some things now, and I and my Taoist Brother, I can’t see clearly. You might as well help me dismantle it.”
Su Ling's heart moved. Looking at the appearance of these two old men, she already felt that they were not like ordinary people. She nodded quickly and said, "I wonder what these two old gentlemen need to be solved by this kid?"
The old layman stroked his white beard and said: "In today's world situation, Sikong Cao Mengwu obeyed the emperor's orders and refused to submit. He obtained the land of Yan, Si, and Kyoto. He has power over the government and the public. He is already a new rich man, the Marquis of Bohai, and the general Yuan Jizhou. , holding Bohai Prefecture, Jeju, Yanzhou, and the newly annexed Yizhou of Gongsun Li, the fourth and third sons of the Yuan family, their power is even more powerful. However, Cao Mengwu and Yuan Jizhou are both in the north. It is expected that the two will have a battle. This battle It’s about the power of the world, I don’t know what you think about it.”
Su Ling's heart trembled. She didn't expect that this old man would talk to her about world affairs. He thought to himself, this old man with a white beard, you think too highly of me. I'm only sixteen years old. Although in this ghost era, It is quite similar to a certain historical dynasty at that time, but it is not the same era after all. What will happen if I am wrong.
But then he thought again, no matter what, he just had to follow his own words. If he was wrong, they would only know it later, so how could he meet them in the future.
After thinking about it, he said: "Young man thinks that Yuan Jizhou will be defeated and Cao Mengwu will win."
The old layman stared at him with burning eyes and said slowly: "Why are you so sure, little friend, and you use the word "win or lose"? You must know that Yuan Jizhou's military strength is ten times that of Cao Mengwu."
Su Ling smiled lightly and said: "Everyone knows that Cao Mengwu is a great hero in the world. He employs people very well and makes the best use of the talents he has. Therefore, the government orders can be carried out smoothly. The battle is fought for the opportunity. Only when people use their talents can the fastest speed be achieved. When making decisions during the war, Yuan Jizhou was scheming, gentle and cautious. Although there were many talents around him, it is said that they all had their own thoughts and had been at odds for a long time. During the war, they all expressed their own opinions. Yuan Jizhou's How can you make a decisive decision based on your temperament? In the end, you will delay the opportunity to fight and end up at a disadvantage. Although the army is large, how can we rely only on numbers to fight a war?"
The secular old man gently twirled his beard and nodded constantly. Even the Taoist old man also looked at Su Ling a few more times.
"Is there anything else? My little friend, you can tell me everything you know." said the old layman.
Su Ling smiled and said: "Furthermore, the first priority of Cao Mengwu's strategy is to obey the emperor's orders and disobey the ministers. If the Yuan and Cao families really go to war, Cao Mengwu invites the emperor's edict, and the people of the world will be conquered. Yuan Jizhou
What's the point? He knew that this was Cao Mengwu's idea, and he had no choice but to suffer the consequences. But if he really went to war with Cao Mengwu, he would be going to war with the emperor, and this was the result of rebellion by the rebellious ministers!"
The old layman laughed loudly, applauded, and then looked at Su Ling with appreciation and said: "Most people in the world think that Cao Yuan and Cao Mengwu will be defeated. This is ridiculous. There are so many people in the world who are well-read in poetry.
Not as far-sighted as a teenage mountain boy."
Su Ling also laughed and said: "The old gentleman is ridiculous. I am also talking nonsense. Maybe Yuan Jizhou can defeat Cao Mengwu in one fell swoop with the help of his troops."
The old layman sighed and said: "There are many disciples in my sect, but not many like you... What is your name, little friend?"
"The boy's name is Su Ling."
The old layman raised his head and looked at the sky. The heavy rain stopped at some point, and the east gradually became fishy. He turned around and said to the old Taoist man next to him: "Brother Taoist, this storm has damaged the temple. We didn't come here in vain. Now it's raining."
It’s stopped and I’m on my way early.”
The old Taoist man also smiled and said: "Haha, exactly! Exactly!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, Su Ling hurriedly went over to help them and said, "It just rained outside and the road is slippery. Please be careful."
The Taoist old man didn't let him help him and walked out first. The layman old man didn't show any courtesy and only let Su Ling help him and walked slowly outside.
The boy outside didn't know where to appear. The carriage was ready, and the red light was still hanging on the eaves, which was very conspicuous.
Su Ling helped the old layman into the car, then turned to leave.
Suddenly, I heard the pale voice of the old layman behind me saying again: "Little friend, stay here."
Su Ling turned around and saw the old man standing there with a smile. He hurriedly walked over and said, "Is there anything else, sir?"
The old man took out a wooden sign from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Little friend, keep this. From now on, the journey will be long and the future will be long. If you reach a point where you are confused, unable to resolve, and confused.
, you can take it and find me at Xuanyuan Pavilion in Mount Liyou."
After that, without waiting for Su Ling to say anything, he got into the carriage and drifted away.
Su Ling lowered his head and looked at the wooden sign. The wooden sign was not very luxurious, and the material was not expensive. There were no exquisite carvings on the wooden sign. There were only two clumsy large characters engraved on the front: Liyou.
Su Ling didn't know what the wooden sign was, but concluded that the identities of the two old men must be different, so he carefully collected it and returned to the ruined palace.
In the dilapidated hall, Su Ji and the others were still sleeping soundly. Fortunately, they were asleep, otherwise they would have been very surprised when they heard the conversation between Su Ling and the two old men.
Su Ling's actions still woke up Du Heng. Du Heng rubbed his eyes and asked, "Su Ling, what were you doing out there?"
Su Ling chuckled and excused himself: "I saved a person and pretended to be gay twice..."
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On the avenue, a carriage was speeding, and the red light on the eaves was particularly eye-catching.
In the car, the Taoist old man laughed loudly at the secular old man and said: "Brother, you are really tempted. You have spent a lot of money now. The Liyou Wood Order that everyone in the world dreams of but has no chance to get, you gave that name.
The little-known Su Ling? Don’t you regret it?”
The old layman said with a proud look on his face: "Brother Taoist, please don't steal people from me. It's not easy to meet a good young talent. This Su Ling, if given time, will definitely have an unlimited future!"
The Taoist old man nodded and said: "You old man, you are the first to do everything. Forget it, your precious granddaughter Tinghe is enough for me to train. I won't compete with you. There is just one thing. I listened to them."
, they are going to Qingyan Mountain to find Zhang Heishan. If Su Lingyu really goes there, he will lose his reputation as a thief, but his reputation will be greatly disgraceful."
But the old man from the secular family gently stroked his beard, with a smile on his face, and said confidently: "I don't think he will go to Qingyan Mountain to become a thief!"