The Book of Heaven

Chapter 58 The Legend
"Third-rate."

It's not that Ma Zheng underestimates himself. He is now appointed as the new corps leader. On the one hand, he has a lot of achievements, and on the other hand, he is capable enough to take up this position.

"Actually, I was the same as you in the past. I had the idea of ​​the stick in the ancestral hall." Ma Detu looked at Ma Zheng, and suddenly became sad and vicissitudes, and even the tone of his speech changed a little.

"And then? Don't say you succeeded."

Ma Zheng saw that Ma Detu seemed interested in talking, so he simply found a place to sit down and let the conversation be relaxed.

"Of course. Failed." Speaking of failure, Ma Detu didn't show the slightest bit of frustration on his face. He was even a little proud, saying:
"However, if I go to steal the stick and still get out of my body, it's not easy."

"The stick can still be stolen?"

"Of course you can steal it, as long as you are a child of the Ma family, you can steal it!"

"Then, what if it's not a child of the Ma family?" Ma Zheng thought it was quite interesting. Can the ancestor's stick be stolen?
"Thirty years ago, there was a guy who was above Dengtang. No one knew whether he had entered the house or not. He wanted to steal that stick." Ma Detu raised his head and cast his eyes on the roof, as if he was lost in memory .

"And then? He's not a child of our Ma family, is he?"

"Of course not, and then there was nothing after that. After he went in, no one saw him come out again, and the stick was still there."

"You mean to say."

Ma Zheng took a deep breath.

A master who is above the level of the hall steals a stick at night, but the result is that no one is alive or dead, and even the children of the Ma family who guard the ancestral hall can't figure out whether he is dead or alive. It's too mysterious.

"It's not that the children of the Ma family can't enter the ancestral hall, and it's even more impossible to steal that stick." Ma Detu lowered his head and said:
"That's a legendary story."

"tell me the story?"

Ma Zheng has no resistance to this kind of anecdote. The old stories that the third uncle told over and over again tricked Ma Zheng into a lot of slaps.

"There's no more wine." Ma Detu seemed to have a blackmail instinct, and he shook the wine gourd to make Ma Zheng go out and come back.

After moistening his throat with the "fine wine" that Ma Zheng thought was similar to swill, Ma Detu nodded in satisfaction and began to talk.

Thirty years ago, there was a master named Ye Luzi who was born in Jianghu, but practiced all the way to the "Tengtang" state like a rocket. His surname was Yong and his name was Qingbao. At the age of 30, he stepped into the first-class state of the rivers and lakes. At the age of 12, he broke the congenital Huang Ting, and at the age of 15, he finally broke the Huang Ting and entered the hall.

Yong Qingbao became the No. 1 among the younger generation at that time who broke through the Huang Ting Temple, and he made a bold statement that he wanted to take the gods enshrined in the Ma Family Ancestral Hall to make a name for himself.

As soon as this remark came out, the world was shocked at that time. I thought that Yong Qingbao was either sensationalizing, or he was acting quietly, announcing his success and hiding it if he failed.

But who would have thought that Yong Qingbao would send a letter of worship to the Ma family, stating that he would come alone to grab the stick on the day of the [-]th day of the eighth lunar month.

At that time, the Ma family was furious, and immediately decided to make a strategy, making sure that Yong Qingbao never came back.

Later, some elders of the Ma family came forward and said that it was time for the underworld to have a chance, and there was no need to make a big battle, and it should be what it should be normally, so as not to spread the word and be laughed at by the world.

Unexpectedly, Yong Qingbao was very high-profile on the way to Ma's house, but it attracted many young and handsome people, and they all came to Yong Qingbao to compete.

That Yong Qingbao was at the time when he was making great strides, and his shots were often merciless. It can be said that he was bloody and innocent all the way. Later, more and more blood feuds were caused, and Yong Qingbao's journey became slower and slower. He almost failed to arrive on August [-]th. Ma's house.

Ma Detu didn't know the exact situation at that time, he only heard that Yong Qingbao, who was standing at the gate of Majiabao that night, was already covered in blood, his footsteps were flimsy, and he was on the verge of falling.

"How dare he go to the ancestral hall to seek death?"

Hearing what Ma Detu said up to this point, Ma Zheng couldn't believe it anymore. Could it be that the guy named Yong Qingbao is a lunatic who killed him all the way here just to take a gamble, stupid, so fucking stupid, right?

"If he doesn't go in, it will be a tragedy." Ma Detu said.

"Then he went in, isn't he just a ****?"

"No, it's because he went in that it can become a legendary story. Sometimes people don't have too many pictures in their life, so they have the words of morning and evening. Yong Qingbao was a wandering orphan, and there was no one alive Let me ask you, he finally chose to become a shooting star that pierced the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, burning his life and leaving a dazzling moment, who can say that this is meaningless?"

When Ma Detu drank too much wine, he talked too much.

From his words, Ma Zheng felt a deep sense of dissatisfaction, and he couldn't help guessing where this dissatisfaction came from.

It stands to reason that Ma Detu, as a direct descendant of the Ma family, may have the opportunity to be crowned king and marquis in the future. Needless to say, power is also first-rate in terms of martial arts, so why is he dissatisfied?

Stationed in Zhuangziying, Ma Detu seems to be happy, and it is his own choice to describe being unruly. Ma Zheng can only think that there is a lack in Ma Detu's heart, and this deficiency, even with Ma Detu's status, may be in this life. This life cannot make up for it.

Could it be said that Ma Detu actually wanted to be someone like Yong Qingbao, who didn't seek to break through the martial arts and seek the way of heaven, but only for a moment of eternity.

"Don't look at me, I like living more than anyone else, there is no such thing as you think."

The change in Ma Zheng's face was completely seen by Ma Detu, and he couldn't help shaking the wine gourd at him.

"Oh, but I don't seem to be talking about this." Ma Zheng patted his head, sobering himself from the Jianghu stories.

"What else do you want to say? After all, you are just afraid of death."

"It's not that I'm afraid of death, but that I'm afraid of being betrayed. I don't want to taste that kind of feeling again in my life!"

"Again? Have you ever been betrayed?"

Ma Detu squinted his eyes and looked over, immediately making Ma Zheng slightly taken aback.

"It's all in the past, but as long as you don't betray me, I don't have to worry so much."

Ma Zheng waved his hand, and quickly changed the subject, but fortunately, Ma Detu didn't think too much, and shook the wine gourd again, "Generally, I don't betray people who often buy me drinks."

"Cunning, shameless!"

"It's called fairness. If you have nothing to do, go away and don't disturb me for a drink."

Coming out of Ma Detu's tent, Ma Zheng gasped heavily, but he was taken aback just now, but luckily Ma Detu still dismissed him as a little kid.

But after he came back, Ma Zhao said something that made him very embarrassed.

"If you want to improve your martial arts, who would be willing to betray you?"

Ma Zhaoren is rough and his words are harsh, but his reasoning is good.

Although Ma Detu is trustworthy, there is no absolute in the face of interests. Even if Ma Detu doesn't make a move, Ma Zheng doesn't think he can completely protect himself, just like Ma Zhao's hit the nail on the head, without great skills, he is just a chess piece after all.Of course, Ma Zheng also knew that he was not even a pawn now.

"Haven't you gone out to buy heads recently?"

"go with!"

Ma Zheng said very simply:
"Military achievements are not important to me, but you haven't noticed that my martial arts have improved a lot recently."

(End of this chapter)