Sheng Fu

Chapter 155 Shadows under the Sun

Not all the southerners remember Gu Yong, there are still many people who remember Gu Yong well, but unfortunately those people have no right to speak and dare not show their attitude.

Yan Beiyou looked regretful and said: "Many years ago, I met Gu Yong in the north. At that time, I was traveling and wanted to do some chivalrous things."

"It's a pity that it's not my turn. After I went to the north, many incomparable figures died under the hands of Senior Gu Yong."

"I still remember that in that tavern, there was a man eating peanuts and drinking dirty wine with a face of nothing to do. He told me to do something that he could do and make him happy."

"I then returned to the south, where I established a sect and devoted myself to forging swords."

"Actually, I haven't dealt with him deeply, but I think he is a very good person. He doesn't bully the weak, and he will argue with the waiter for a little money."

"I will also fight with poor and poor scholars in order to prove whose truth is orthodox."

"He's so strong, yet so interesting."

Recalling the events of the past, Yan Beiyou yearned for it in his heart. What the hot-blooded young man thought in his heart was nothing more than carrying a three-foot long sword to cross the world, helping the poor and helping the poor, beheading the powerful, and restoring peace to the side. In the most magnificent place, with the strong In the battle of life and death, he won with style.

There are countless teenagers who have such thoughts in their hearts, but when those teenagers grow up, they will work hard for fame and fortune, hoping that they will have endless money and beautiful women.

Maybe some people still have justice in their hearts, but they inevitably decay gradually in the secular world.

For many people, Gu Yong is a symbol, a symbol of immortality, he did what many people wanted to do, but he failed to die well.

Yu Wenjun didn't quite believe it, and asked, "Have you really met Master Gu Yong?"

Yan Beiyou smiled a little awkwardly, and said slowly: "Empty words have no basis, it's normal for you not to believe me, I already know what you plan to do now, and I also understand why you came to my Sword Valley."

"I, Dijian Valley, would like to become a subordinate sect of Hengchang Sect."

"In this way, the son will always believe it."

Yu Wenjun and Wu Mi were overjoyed, but they couldn't believe it. It was a bit too smooth.

After taking a sip of camellia tea and moistening his throat, Yu Wenjun probed softly: "Why, doesn't the owner of the valley want to plan something? I am the leader of the Eight Gus, and I have Wang Ling in my hand. I have great use value. "

It's too smooth, but it's not good. Even if nothing bad happens, I always feel tricky in my heart.

Yan Beiyou's expression became serious, and he smiled bitterly: "Actually, I still have an older brother and an older sister, but they are gone."

"At that time, I was still very young. The magistrate of the county fell in love with my sister and planned to take her as a concubine, but my sister was already engaged at that time, so this matter was naturally not as he wished."

"But the heart is sinister. My elder brother has been studying since he was a child and planned to gain fame. He obviously passed the provincial examination, but he still failed in the end."

"This matter caused an incalculable blow to my family, but the matter is still not over. My brother planned to go to the county guard to ask for an explanation. Unfortunately, he encountered a bandit on the way, and his head was in a different place."

"After that, my sister's husband's family also broke the engagement with my sister for some unknown reason. Maybe my husband's family felt that if I married my sister, I would have to support me. The burden was too great and the engagement was broken. Maybe it was because of other reasons."

"Later, my parents once went into the mountains to cut firewood, and unfortunately met a black blind man, who died in the mountains."

"I still remember that on that rainy night, my sister carried me into the mountain, and my sister and I worked so hard to bring back the dead bodies of our parents for burial."

"I thought the bad luck would end here, but one night, the county magistrate's son led a group of followers to my house to propose marriage to my sister."

"None of the neighbors in the neighborhood dared to stand up and say something fair for us."

"My elder sister agreed to become the concubine of the grand master of that county, but she had to take out the gift money first to repair the house. The elder brother was very proud and gave her ten taels of silver."

"Then, that night, my sister hugged me and cried a lot, said a lot to me, and stuffed the ten taels of silver into my cuff."

"Brother, hurry up, leave overnight, you are the only one left in the family, our Yan family must not cut off the incense."

"I didn't know what it meant at the time. I didn't want to leave my sister. My sister took a sickle across her neck and said that if I didn't leave, she would die in front of me."

"At that time, I was completely panicked. While wiping my tears, I looked back at my sister. My sister kept putting a sickle on her neck, and kept forcing me to hurry up."

"I don't know how far I walked, but I remember that after that day, I became an adult."

"After a period of time, I went back to my hometown secretly, only to find out that after I left, my sister accidentally slipped and fell into the well because of excessive grief, and never came up again."

Yan Beiyou's eyes were rosy. It was not the first time Yan Zhao had heard his father say these things, but he still felt very uncomfortable at the moment, and he clenched his fists hard.

"You made me laugh." Yan Beiyou apologized slightly.

Yu Wenjun was silent for a while, and said, "Did you take revenge later?"

Yan Beiyou grinned and said, "That's natural, but what can be done, brother and sister and parents are gone."

There are many things that can’t be done, many hardships that can’t be explained, a penny can overwhelm a hero, and a steamed bun can make a man hand over the gold under his knees.

Some people may be able to make a living with their own efforts, but there are still some people who don't even have the chance to work hard, and can only gradually rot in the firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Yuwen Jun said: "This is the reason why you want to join my Hengchang Sect?"

Yan Beiyou said with a smile: "That's right, but not all. I want to see how far the young master can go in the future, and whether he will choose to compromise when he encounters a real hurdle."

"If you can't do what I want when the time comes, I will be very disappointed with you."

Yu Wenjun understood, and said in a deep voice: "I will try my best to satisfy you."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman with a gentle appearance came with food, and Yan Zhao went to help the woman.

Yan Beiyou said with a smile: "This is my wife, she probably had a similar experience. I met her while wandering, and we have been together for many years."

Yu Wenjun said sincerely: "It is an honor to have the family banquet in Dijian Valley."

Yan Beiyou jokingly said, "Young Master, you have been to the seventh floor of the Hongyan Building in the imperial capital, and Bai Xiaowei, the deputy prime minister at the time, is your confidant."

Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said, "It's different, it's more humane here."

After a while, a table was filled with home-cooked dishes, and five people sat at the same table.

Here in Yanbeiyou, there is no rule that wives cannot sit on the table.

To eat is to eat, not to talk about things that make people feel heavy.

Yan Beiyou gave his wife and children a stable home, and made his life prosperous by relying on forging swords. Although he has the cultivation of returning to the original state, he has always kept his own place without competing with other sects in the south.

Now that Mr. Yuwen is here, and his child has grown up, he just has such an opportunity to do what he once wanted to do but was powerless.

Ba Gu Zhishou came not too early or too late, just right.

(End of this chapter)