sword sentient beings

Chapter 145 The World
After the table was silent, the village elder jumped up first, he didn't look like an old man in his seventies or eighties, he hurriedly looked back, and saw that the door was closed tightly, and there was no one in the yard, so he was relieved

Returning to the table, the village elder shouted in a low voice: "Jialiang, don't talk nonsense. Wouldn't it cause trouble if you ask the village master outside to hear it?"

Before Sang Jialiang could speak, another middle-aged warrior said in a calm voice: "Village elder, let's not spread the word. Gou Ri's bandits bully everyone so hard, can't we just say a few words in private? It's really suffocating .”

In fact, the village elders often cursed in private, but didn't there be outsiders today?Although Tang Zhao and the others were kind, Sang Jialiang also recognized them, but the hearts of the people were far away, and the old people in the village were old and smart, so they never let go of their guard.It's just that the words have been spoken, it's hard to get back, and he can only sigh.

Tang Zhaohuan seemed unaware of the village elder's thoughts, and continued the previous topic: "In fact, Yunzhou is not peaceful, and there are evil spirits and heretics everywhere. Not to mention, there are several underworld forces in my hometown." For example, Wudu The Black Spider Villa, the Five Poisons will be the Iron Scorpion Fort, the Five Poisons will be the Giant Ant Gang...

"However, in recent years, the monarchs have been vigorously rectifying, and some evil ways and underworlds that have caused excessive disturbances have been wiped out, but as long as there are people, there are many places where the sun does not shine."

For example, Wang Liangshan and the powerful human trafficking network centered on them.

In that kind of place where the sun can't be seen, I don't know if there will be a day when the dark clouds will be lifted.

"But it's true that there aren't as many thieves in Lingzhou."

"That's not bad." Sang Jialiang took a sip of his wine and said, "There are still people doing things, and if they want to make things better, then there is still hope. Unlike our place, the more thieves and arrogant, the more good people The more you have to shrink your head. Good and evil are reversed, and there is no distinction between black and white."

Jiang Shenyi asked: "Actually, I've wanted to ask for a long time, if there are so many thieves and they are so rampant, do the government not care?"

Sang Jialiang said: "Who will take care of it? The last governor of our Lingzhou wanted to take care of it. He also appointed a general to encircle and suppress Baixiong Mountain, but he was assassinated the next day. That general was even worse. They were tortured to death and hanged on the tower of Zhoucheng. No one dared to collect the corpse until the bones melted."

Tang Zhaodao: "Isn't this slapping the court in the face?"

Another younger one said: "So what? No one came to clean up Baixiong Mountain anyway. They are living well, and they are becoming more and more prestigious. The face of the court is not as good as mine—" He almost turned his back With a pat, the village elder next to him grabbed his hand and glared at him.

Sang Jialiang said: "Since then, the imperial court has not appointed a governor for seven years."

Wusuntong said: "That's not surprising. We haven't had a governor in Liangzhou for three years. Besides, the previous governor died and stayed in Liangzhou for [-] years. He never did a thing or said a word in public. People call him 'Liangzhou. State slug.' Just stay in the city, don't move, and die of old age. We know from childhood that we can only rely on ourselves, not the court."

Someone next to him said: "Isn't it wrong to publicly call the governor of Yizhou a slug?"

Wusun Tong said: "Isn't it? I overestimated his ability to act."

Che Sha smiled and said, "Brother, I don't know. I've also heard people say that there is a governor in Liangzhou, and that governor has been staying in the capital since he received his post, and he never wants to take up the post. If you ask, maybe there is also a governor in the capital." The governor of Lingzhou. This is called Yaoling, isn't it?"

Only then did Tang Zhao realize that not only was the outside world in disarray, but the imperial court was also in disbelief.

Damn, how did the world become like this?

Is this world going to decay forever, or is there a storm coming?

Sang Jia Liang said: "Lingzhou is like this, even if there is a warlord? Even if the one on Baixiong Mountain is a bit ambitious? He is determined to be a grass-headed king and build a small court, so Lingzhou will not be in such a mess. "

One of the people present suddenly said: "Brother, don't say that, my family members escaped from Yanzhou. There are warlords fighting in Yanzhou, and only the strong men are pulling a few Zhuangzi. There are no people. All kinds of taxes are collected. Not a single blade of grass grows. Hearing that the generals came to requisition food, the whole family had no choice but to drill into the ravine. If we couldn’t get through, we would die. We can still build a stronghold to protect ourselves from the thieves. Once the army is gone, there will be no dogs left.”

Everyone was silent, Tang Zhao heard it sadly.

He had a dream before, to let the sun shine in every corner, but thinking about it now is not enough.It does take a storm, to wash something clean.

Everyone drank for a long time and chatted a lot. The people in Wushubao didn't know much. After talking about it, they could only come up with one sentence: "It's bad luck. It would be better if I was born in Yunzhou."

After drinking until evening, everyone dispersed.Sang Jialiang sent the others away, and Tang Zhao followed to the door, watching the villagers stagger away.

When the night wind blew, there were a few cries in the wind, faintly swallowing, endless.

Tang Zhao's heart was slightly cold, Sang Jialiang listened attentively, and said: "It's the fourth mother, her son, the fourth uncle, took Lan girl out in the morning, and Lan girl came back in the evening, but he didn't come back. The sky is falling at home."

Tang Zhao was silent, thinking of the bloody bodies hanging in the black shop.

The Sang family Liang said: "Tomorrow the village elders will raise some food for his family, but they can only do so much. No one is rich these days, and too many people died. In fact, the fourth uncle is good at martial arts, wait five The six little thieves couldn't get close, who knew they would be destroyed in a black shop."

He sighed: "This is the way of the world. No one knows whether he will die tomorrow. Even if it is me, I might say no. I am not afraid of death, but what about Wushubao?"

Tang Zhao's words of comfort were nothing more than words like "don't be so pessimistic", but as a passer-by, his words were always pale.Because he really can't do anything right now.

Sang Jialiang also just said a few words of emotion, after all, it's late at night and he just had a drink, people tend to be sentimental.But this man can only sigh a few words in the dead of night, and when he wakes up tomorrow, it will be the white jade pillar of Wushubao.

Although the Sang family was not rich, they had quite a few houses. Chesha had one room alone, and two rooms were left. Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi lived in one room, and Wusuntong lived in a single room.

At night, when he was going to bed, Tang Zhao was about to close the door, but he heard the door ring, and when he opened it, it was Sang Jialiang.

Tang Zhao was very surprised, expecting that the host must have something important to do, so he invited him in. Sang Jialiang sat on the kang with a shy expression, as if he was embarrassed to say something.

Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi wondered inwardly, Sang Jialiang stood up again and said, "You two, shall we shake hands?"

Tang Zhao was startled, and then understood that shaking hands is a way for martial arts people to compete.

Since there is no second in martial arts, people with martial arts skills are mostly competitive, and they want to judge each other when they see people.But swords and guns have no eyes, and fighting with swords and guns at every turn will inevitably hurt the peace, so generally adopt a more gentle way, such as shaking hands vigorously.Let's join hands and compare each other's strength, and we can probably win or lose.

But this kind of competition should be carried out as soon as they meet or just after the politeness, how can they come to the door in the middle of the night to compare strength?
Tang Zhao was surprised, but suddenly remembered the words that teacher said to him when he first met Guan Lei:

"Let's break the wrist."

That was Teacher Guan's method to test his qualifications, and I still miss it now.

At that moment Tang Zhao stretched out his hand and said, "Okay."

Although Jiang Shenyi was a little eager to try, he didn't take the initiative to make a move. Although his martial arts were not inferior to Tang Zhao, but in terms of strength alone, Tang Zhao was stronger.This has nothing to do with the realm, Jiang Shenyi cultivated his inner strength all the way up, while Tang Zhao's enlightenment is "Yi Li Jin".

The two shook hands, Tang Zhao was startled, and said to himself: What a lot of strength!

Although Tang Zhao later practiced both internal and external skills, and later focused on internal skills, he did not let go of external skills, and practiced both to the point of perfection.Yilijin imitates ants, the longest strength, and the strength is infinite after practice.Tang Zhao also used glasses to advance to a level, practiced the new version, and gained more. In terms of strength alone, he can also follow the example of the general in the commentary, saying "Hate the earth without a ring".

But the strength of Sang Jialiang was actually stronger than him, the huge strength seemed to be overwhelming the top of Mount Tai, one wave after another.Tang Zhao wrestled with him twice and increased his strength, but he couldn't shake it a bit, but was held tightly by him. After several times of fighting with no success, he couldn't help using his internal strength.

As soon as he used his internal strength, Sang Jialiang naturally also used his internal strength. The two sides competed again, and Sang Jialiang's face changed slightly.It's not that he lost all at once, but that Tang Zhao's internal strength is characteristic.

Tang Zhao's major is "Binghuo Heart Method", which is taken from the fire of the sun. Although the internal energy is not as clear as the stellar energy, it also carries unusually high temperatures, like a fire.As soon as Sang Jialiang's internal force came into contact, he felt like he was on fire.Coupled with Tang Zhao's strong internal strength, he immediately has the potential to be destroyed.

Sang Jialiang instinctively withdrew his hand, Tang Zhao followed the trend and let go, saying, "Accept."

Sang Jialiang cupped his hands and said: "I admire you, the young master is indeed a master."

Tang Zhao returned the courtesy and said, "Brother Sang is very skilled, and I admire him very much."

He was not polite, not to mention the strength of Sang Jialiang, the natural power is well-deserved, the internal force is very strong, Tang Zhao not only cultivated high-grade internal strength, but also piled up a lot of resources, even the meat of the beast had to go through the pool once Food is really more luxurious than Tian Huang's nobles, how can Sang Jialiang have such conditions?He can develop such internal strength, which shows his extraordinary talent.

Sang Jialiang sighed: "Actually, half of my ability is born, and half depends on adventures. It cannot be counted as my own. People think that I have deep inner strength and must have worked hard. In fact, I have only practiced a little superficial inner strength. By myself, I couldn’t do anything famous at all. It’s just that when I was [-] years old, I had a chance encounter and suddenly got this inner strength. In the following years, I just practiced moves, and my inner strength never improved.”

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment, and seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said: "I know it's very presumptuous to come to visit at night. But if I miss this opportunity, I really don't know where it will be next time. So I want to ask A chance. I didn't ask for nothing, and I prepared a reward." After that, he took out a white cloth bag.

Tang Zhao wasn't curious about the reward, so he said directly, "It's easy to say, brother Sang, could it be that he wants to seek Xuangong?"

(End of this chapter)