I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 875 Faithfulness (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "You also want to fight this Marquis?"

The five people shook their heads in unison:

"Tianbohou's swordsmanship is superb, and with just one strike, we know we are no match, but because of our faith, we have to do it."

"The country can be strong, and the people can be established, only good faith and righteousness."

"I have accepted Mr. Song's entrustment, so I want to keep him safe. Marquis Tianbo was invited here by us, so we can't just sit back and watch Marquis Tianbo get hurt,"

"For the sake of integrity, we are going to have the courage to ask Marquis Tianbo to back down a step today. Let me make up for Master Song's mistakes."

Jiang Zhou showed curiosity, and was about to ask how they would be faithful and how to make up for it.

But there was a clang of Qing Yue's sword, and the five swords of each color suddenly came out of their sheaths.

The five-colored sword light flashed, but instead of attacking Jiang Zhou, they turned the blades upside down and slashed at his left arm together.

Startled, Jiang Zhou swept out the teacup in front of him with a wave of his palm.

There was still half a cup of tea left in the tea, all of which shot out from the cup, amidst the rushing sound of metal and iron clanging like a shower, five colored long swords were released from the hands of the five people respectively.

It flew out in a reverse spin, and inserted neatly into a line on the wall behind it.

Jiang Zhou thought it was over, but he didn't expect that the five of them suddenly turned around and swung their left arms at the same time.

Blood splashes.

The five people wiped their hands over the sword on the wall in unison, and their five fingers fell to the ground immediately.

With a broken finger, the faces of the five people showed no signs of dissimilarity, but seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

He said neatly again: "Tianbo Hou Rende, we will be perfect."

"The best thing to do is to cut off one finger, benevolence, morality and righteousness, please raise your hand temporarily."

"..."

Jiang Zhou glanced at the five people's left hand, which was missing a little finger, and was still bleeding.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

There is a sentence in his mouth: a bunch of fucking psychos!

In the end, I still didn't say it, and shook my head: "Why bother? Is it worth it for this kind of people?"

The five said, "It's not about being human, it's about faith."

"..."

Jiang Zhou almost spewed out all the Chinese quintessence that he had almost forgotten.

In the end, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, just take him away."

"but……"

Song Rong's heart was already relaxed at first, but when he heard the words, he lifted his heart again.

"Since this is the case, Benhou will also give Xinyi face, but only give him a day. If Benhou still sees him in Yangzhou within a day, then don't blame me for not giving Jixia Xuegong face. .”

"Thank you Tianbohou!"

The five of them clasped their fists in unison, and pulled out the long swords on the wall and put them back into their sheaths.

Immediately without saying a word, he went up to set up Song Rong, and walked down the stairs.

Don't bother about the shallowness of the water.

Jiang Zhou also just glanced at Qianshui who was in despair, ignored him, and got up and went downstairs.

After leaving the Yueming Building, he glanced at the direction where the five-color swordsman left, shook his head and sighed: "There is some truth in the preparation of five colors, mountains and rivers for thousands of generations."

This sentence is not about the five-color swordsmen, but about the morality, benevolence, filial piety, loyalty, and propriety that Jixia Academy upholds, which are the five-color virtues of Confucianism.

The name of the five-color swordsman also comes from this.

Among Confucianists, although there are such corrupt people as Song Rong who have deviated from the way of grandeur, they are still a minority.

It's no wonder that in this world where Taoism is manifested in holiness, Confucianism not only stands firm, but also stabilizes it, becoming the cornerstone of humanity.

Song Rong was not left behind, but Jiang Zhou didn't take it too seriously.

Although he had murderous intentions towards Song Rong, he didn't take him seriously.

It's just killing casually, and it's no big deal if you don't kill.

No matter whether it was Tiandao Xiao Zhao or Song Rong, there was no reason to kill Shi Mibei.

Originally, he was still a little uncertain, but Song Rong came to him today and asked him to confirm.

There is no one else behind the scenes except Princess Changle.

It's too late, and now is not the time to settle accounts with this bitch.

Jiang Zhou didn't go back, but went to the Sujing Division and the Tixing Division again.

After some inquiries, there is still no news about the disappearance of Wang Ping's wife.

But for half a day, it was not unexpected.

Back at the Jiang residence, Jiang Zhou took pills and practiced exercises as usual.

On the second day, I went out to the south city.

The Hundred Opera Garden was held there, and it should not be over yet, so I stopped by to have a look.

After a while, they arrived at the place.

There is a square city in Nancheng that is very spacious, and the open space in the center may be able to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

At this time, it was already very crowded and noisy.

Circles of people surrounded the buskers one by one.

Or climbing rope, or breathing fire, or playing with animals, or playing fantasy...

There are several spacious open spaces in the distance, and some people are performing equestrianism.

The liveliness and splendor of all kinds of miraculous skills are ten times better than those of skillful dictation.

Not to mention that in this era of extreme lack of entertainment, even if he is from another world, he is still attracted, and has the tendency to linger and forget to return.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A burst of drums was deafening, and there was a crowd of cheers.

Even in such a lively place, it is very attractive.

Jiang Zhou also followed the prestige.

Looking at it, the forehead is throbbing, and the skull is aching.

It turned out that in the crowd, there were more than a dozen strong men, carrying a big drum, and dozens of men and women in front and behind were playing gongs and music, moving slowly through the crowd.

Standing on the big drum in a green shadow, the water sleeves more than ten feet long dance like two emerald green water waves.

Tap the big drum with the foot, and the sound of the drum is a little bit, and the movement is light, like dancing in the water.

She has a graceful figure and graceful dancing posture.

Every step seems to step on people's heartstrings, and every drum beat seems to touch people's hearts.

Countless men in the crowd stared obsessively, and it was not difficult for even women to look away.

This person is Xue Li.

"..."

This witch...

what the hell?

Jiang Zhou's forehead swelled up and down.

He didn't believe it was a coincidence.

How can this goblin be so troublesome?
We just met yesterday, where did she find such a group of people and outfits...

However, she danced pretty well, with such long legs and such a small waist...

Pooh!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drums were getting louder and louder, and the team was gradually approaching with the big drums, and soon they were not far in front of Jiang Zhou.

There was a group of strong men clearing the way, and the crowd was fascinated by the dance of the beauty, and they all consciously moved out of the way.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhou was the only one left who did not give way.

It caused dissatisfied boos from the surrounding crowd.

"..."

Jiang Zhou came back to his senses, and saw that he seemed to have provoked everyone's anger, so he had to back away with a dark face.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, when the big drum passed by, those two long water sleeves stroked his face, soft and silky, and the fragrance was blowing, which caused an uproar of envy, jealousy and hatred from the crowd. body instead.

Xue Yaonv passed him as if she hadn't seen him.

With a dark face, Jiang Zhou murmured angrily: "In broad daylight, it's immoral!"

I don't know if it was because of being teased, or because of the eyes of a group of wolves staring at the fairies dancing on the drum.

Glancing at the fading drum, Jiang Zhou curled his lips and turned to leave.

Come to the place where the circus performers are.

(End of this chapter)