The Book of Heaven

Chapter 1 Horseshoe Disease

The blue sky and green trees, the tinkling brook and the refreshing wind.

Sitting on a boulder by the stream were two people, an old woodcutter and a boy in tattered and patched clothes.At this time, the old woodcutter was looking at the stream and telling stories about the rivers and lakes to the restless young man beside him.

"The gate of the underworld outside the city of Chang'an, there are people who come in but never come out crying, the three parties watch the victory and defeat in the tea shed, and the ghosts of the Beifeng Yizhuang sit..."

"As soon as Zhao Shuxue strikes a sword, the world, the sun and the moon will be darkened"

"Impossible, that has such a bright sword!"

"When Guan Heyu flicked his knife and got angry, the lonely and wild ghosts would also kneel down."

"Unscientific, who has seen ghosts and gods?"

To Ma Zheng, being able to sit on the boulder by the stream and listen to the old woodcutter uncle telling stories about the rivers and lakes was the happiest thing in his worst life.

Regarding the battle between Zhao Shuxue and Guan Heyu at the gate of the underworld, Ma Zheng had heard his third uncle talk about it countless times, but he had to refute every time.

It's unimaginable what the third uncle said about flying into the sky.

Zhao Shuxue's sword can split a hundred-foot-high mountain into two pieces, at least it can be explained, what the hell is it that Guan Heyu's body in Yizhuang will get up and dance when he flicks the long sword?

As for the underworld gate outside Chang'an City, which was originally a place for martial arts competitions, three inches of mud were cut off by the two of them.

Three inches equals ten centimeters, the gate of the underworld is fifty feet long and wide, and the volume is 250 cubic meters. According to the soil density, Ma Zheng really doesn’t want to tell Uncle that Zhao Shuxue and Guan Heyu can scrape away more than 3000 tons, which is 600 tons. More than ten thousand catties of soil!
How can people do it?Even if it were replaced by elephants, it would take [-] elephants to walk away at once!
"Science? What is science?" The old woodcutter, who was called the third uncle, was not as knowledgeable as a boy. He soaked barefoot in the crystal-clear stream, picking stones from the crevices of straw sandals with dead branches.

"Science is science, third uncle, it's not good to believe in rumors, let's talk about the real martial arts, shall we? Can light kung fu masters climb over our fortress walls empty-handed?"

The third uncle shook his head, "I didn't lie to you."

"It's deceptive, have you been to the gate of the underworld?"

"How do you know I haven't been there?"

Ma Zheng was tossing and turning on the boulder like a fool, he turned his face away from his third uncle, as if he was sulking, and said brokenly: "Although Majiabao is not one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Chang'an City, it is still a thousand miles away. Yes, it’s the capital again, it’s strange that you’ve been there, Third Uncle?”

The voice was very small, but Ma Zheng knew that the third uncle would definitely be able to hear it, because he had tried many times.

Others may see Ma Zheng as a 13-year-old child, but the light flashing in his eyes at this moment has nothing to do with childishness.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a look of wisdom could be bred in the eyes of a young man who is as pure as spring water. However, the corners of Ma Zheng's mouth curled up like an old fox laughing at a little fox.

Who exactly is the fox?

The third uncle seemed to be bored, kicked his feet, knocked on his shoes, tied the straps, turned to the other side of the boulder, picked up the firewood and threw it on his back, and said, "You don't understand that world, so don't expect it, your bones are too bad .”

When this matter was mentioned, the arc of Ma Zheng's mouth disappeared and turned into a wry smile.It's not that he gave up on himself, this body is really bad.

When he was young, he was congenitally deficient, and after his parents died, he didn't have enough clothes or enough to eat. He was lucky to be alive. In Majiabao, children like him, if not dozens, would die every year.

"Since this is the case, Third Uncle, please tell me more. Isn't Zhao Shuxue beautiful? And Guan Heyu, his martial arts is really handed down by a martial arts master?" Turning around, Ma Zheng blinked his eyes with innocent eyes.

"It all happened two to 30 years ago. Who knows? After walking away, it will be troublesome if you wait until the sun goes down." With a straight waist, the pile of firewood behind the elderly third uncle is almost as tall as a person.

This place is located in the northwest of Tianshui City. The surname of this area is Ma. Ma Zheng likes to say that it is the "horse" of "Guan Zhang Zhao Ma Huang", but the third uncle always corrects him, saying that the Ma family should be the first among the five palaces.

The ancestors of the Ma family built a dock here to cultivate their families and resist foreign humiliation for the empire.

As times changed, the Ma family spread out, and their influence gradually turned to Tianshui City. The location of Laowubao was remote, so it was less and less valued by the Ma family.

If there is less popularity, there will be a hundred beasts, and the things that can eat people in the deep mountains and old forests are not just big bugs and blind bears.

"Let's go." The third uncle was holding a long stick in his hand. The wrist was thick and straight, and the middle part was as smooth as jade.

Ma Zheng kept up with his third uncle.In fact, it is not far from Wubao here, but the road is difficult.

He is small, weak and short of breath, and his physical strength and leg length are not as good in all aspects. Ma Zheng's ability to persist until now is all due to perseverance.Keeping his head buried in his journey, Ma Zheng didn't think of raising his head to wipe his sweat until the brows were wet with sweat.

When his hand rested on his forehead, he was surprised to find that the third uncle had disappeared.

A person added firewood as tall as a person and disappeared for no reason?
"Could it be surpassed by me?"

Ma Zheng turned around to look at the road, but there was no sign of ghosts.

But before he had time to turn around, he heard the sound of "咕哒", "咒咒".

"horse?"

The sound of hoofbeats rushed down the path like a torrential rain.

When I listened, I was still far away, but when I turned around, I was already in my body.

"Help me~"

With the strong wind blowing his mouth, Ma Zheng raised his neck and looked up, dumbfounded, watching a horse "whip" swaying in the sky and flashing past.

It's not that he hasn't thought about squatting, but his body is different from ordinary people, and sometimes he really can't react.

White horse, white coat, white cloak.

The white horse was followed by four riders.

Black horse, black armor, black face.

The sound of hooves that followed made Ma Zheng look down, but he was still a beat behind.

A cavalry soldier from the Ma family, named Xuanjia, shoots a crossbow from a distance and uses a stick from a distance, and is invincible in killing battles.

At this time, in the distance, sixteen arrows spewed out from the bow, but those arrows did not go towards the knight in white. Judging from the trajectory of the arrows, they should be aimed at the mount in white.But at this time, the white horse passed Ma Zheng, and by accident, Ma Zheng became a target.

The four riders were only four feet away from Ma Zheng, almost when he saw the bright spot of the arrow cluster, the crossbow arrows were almost reaching his body.

"It's unlucky, I'm going to die again." Ma Zheng's only thought was to sigh, he was not afraid of death, but annoying.

However, at the next moment, the dazzling rays of light that exploded in front of Ma Zheng's eyes made him hear a crisp, crisp voice that sounded like heaven:

"I don't kill Boren, and Boren can't die because of me."

The sound is like nine days away, and the glow is like the sunrise in the sea of ​​clouds.

There are sixteen crossbow bolts, and sixteen rays of light greet them. The crossbow bolts are hit one by one and turned into powder, and the bundle of firewood behind Ma Zheng is also torn apart.

The sound of the sounds of nature is still in my ears, but Ma Zheng only wants to scold his mother in his heart: "Why is it like this?"

"Saved your life, thank you."

Ma Zheng wanted to say, "Thank you sister!"

But he couldn't say it, sixteen blood swords sprayed from his hands, feet, shoulders, ribs, etc., and there was a "hissing" sound from the spray.

The firewood fell from the sky with a splash, and Ma Zheng fell to the ground on his back.

"Boren couldn't die because of you, but he could be killed directly by you? It's really a 'god' logic. I didn't starve to death and freeze to death, but was played to death by a crazy woman?"

While Ma Zheng was feeling resentful, the Black Armored Knight had already galloped forward.From their point of view, the unlucky child should already be a dead person.The four black-armored knights did not trample on their horses, they moved in unison, but Ma Zheng was worried about being frightened again after working hard.

"You just trample me to death."

In a blink of an eye, thirty legs stepped over him, and Ma Zheng felt ten thousand muddy horses galloping in his heart.

The horse's hoof splashed dust and hit Ma Zheng in the face.

"There is no most unlucky, only more unlucky."

Thinking to pieces in his heart, Ma Zheng tried his best to turn his head to the way he came from, even if he died, he still had to take a look to understand what that crazy woman looked like.

"If you are as beautiful as a fairy, I, even a ghost, will not let you go!"

(End of this chapter)