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Chapter 105 Ten Years
Time flies on Wudang Mountain, and a year flies by in the blink of an eye.

At this time, four years have passed since the "[-]th Birthday Banquet" that made Meng Xiuyuan famous all over the world.

And Meng Xiuyuan was finally going down the mountain again.

"Master, are you really not taking me?" Zhou Zhiruo asked pesteringly while helping Meng Xiuyuan pack the package.

"No." Meng Xiuyuan sat on the side and drank tea leisurely, his face was calm, but his tone was slightly decisive.

"Then why bring Senior Brother Wuji?" Zhou Zhiruo still refused to give up.

"My purpose of this trip is to find that 'Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal' Hu Qingniu.

Wuji had been taken care of by him for more than two years. Since he saved his life and was considered his half-disciple, he naturally felt grateful for his kindness and wanted to follow him to see him.

What about you, Nvxia Zhou, do you have an affair with that Immortal Hu? "

Meng Xiuyuan glanced at Zhou Zhiruo with a smile, and said to her in a joking tone.

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her mouth when she heard the words, choked by her master's words, unable to answer.He had no choice but to stop talking, and suppressed the original excitement in his heart, and there was a slight "humming" sound from his mouth from time to time, obviously dissatisfied with Meng Xiuyuan's eccentric behavior.

Seeing her like this, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head helplessly, secretly thinking that this child might have entered puberty.

Helpless, after all, he is his own apprentice, so he has to explain the truth. Meng Xiuyuan had no choice but to pick up a writing brush on the table, dipped the ink into the inkstone that had not yet dried up, and suddenly said to Zhou Zhiruo:
"Be careful, I'm going to attack your Shangguan acupoint."

"Huh?!" Zhou Zhiruo was startled when she heard the words, but she didn't panic, she hurriedly dropped the clothes in her hands, and quickly moved her feet sideways, trying to avoid Meng Xiuyuan's attack.

Obviously, it was not the first time Meng Xiuyuan and Zhou Zhiruo, master and apprentice, had done such a sudden attack training.

It's just that Zhou Zhiruo's kung fu is still inexperienced after all, before taking half a step back, she saw Meng Xiuyuan standing in front of her, and when her face turned cold, she knew she had been hit by Meng Xiuyuan.

Although Zhou Zhiruo had a little temper, she never dared to be negligent when it came to martial arts practice. She was not discouraged when Meng Xiuyuan succeeded in this blow, but she just focused her attention to guard against Meng Xiuyuan's next move.

"Qingming point." Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan smiled and said again.

This time, Zhou Zhiruo knew that she couldn't hide, so she raised her hands and defended with the defensive posture of "Cotton Palm", but she was distracted by Meng Xiuyuan's pen lightly.

"Daying, Dicang, Sibai, Cuanzhu, Tongziliao..."

Meng Xiuyuan didn't show any courtesy to Zhou Zhiruo, he announced the names of several acupoints on his face in a row, flashed his hand, and attacked Zhou Zhiruo.

During the period, although Zhou Zhiruo resisted with all his strength, and even had some good hands in martial arts, after all, his cultivation base was too weak. Facing Meng Xiuyuan, who only used half of his strength, he was still quickly broken through the defense, until he was in chaos in the end.

In a moment, Zhou Zhiruo's fair little face was covered with ink, and then she was washed with sweat and touched by her hand, and turned into a little Zhang Fei.

At this point, Meng Xiuyuan stopped and said:
"How about now, do you still want me to take you down the mountain?

I use pen and ink to deal with you, maybe others use a knife. "

Zhou Zhiruo's mind was clear, and after this "big defeat", she also understood what Meng Xiuyuan meant, she bowed her head in silence and listened seriously.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly, took a clean cloth towel and dipped it in water, wiped Zhou Zhiruo's face, then stopped talking, picked up his bag and turned to go out.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan actually understood the rules in the ancient tomb more and more in his heart.

After all, young people yearn for the outside world, but this world is not peaceful. If you don't have top-notch kung fu, walking in the rivers and lakes is really like gambling, and you may encounter a difficult situation one day.

As an elder, it is natural to hope that the disciples and juniors will practice kung fu well, and it will not be too late to go out again.

……

This time Meng Xiuyuan brought Zhang Wuji down the mountain, he was indeed running towards that Hu Qingniu.

It was said to be a visit, but in fact it was more that Meng Xiuyuan wanted to save his life.

After all, it was almost the time when Granny Jinhua died of her husband and came to seek revenge on Hu Qingniu. The Huashan elders who were guarding Hu Qingniu might not be that woman's opponent.

Originally, Meng Xiuyuan wanted to send a letter to Hu Qingniu, and asked him to come to Wudang Mountain to take refuge under the pretext of asking for medical advice, but it happened that a plague suddenly broke out in southern Shandong, and Hu Qingniu couldn't get away there, so Meng Xiuyuan had to go down the mountain to find him.

In this regard, Meng Xiuyuan didn't feel any inconvenience. After all, Hu Qingniu traveled around the world for more than a year and saved more people than him.

Such a great doctor deserves Meng Xiuyuan's trip for him.

And looking at Zhang Wuji who looked "simple and ignorant" beside him, Meng Xiuyuan felt that even if it wasn't for Hu Qingniu, it was a good thing to go down the mountain.

Because of Meng Xiuyuan's appearance, this child's fate has changed. Compared with the original timeline, he has a lot less experience of suffering and a lot of knowledge that he should have.

Not for someone who is going to be big in the future.

Going down the mountain this time, I have to make up for him more or less.

Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan took Zhang Wuji instead of going overland. Instead, he hired a small boat by the Han River and went down the river just as he did when he went to Butterfly Valley.

"Little uncle, why do you feel that this place is very different from when we left last time.

And the uncle of the boatman, I don’t think he looks right at us, he always finds it very strange..."

Once ashore, Zhang Wuji felt a little uneasy when he looked at the sparsely populated and slightly desolate ferry.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't explain much to him when he heard the words, he just shook his head and walked out first:
"Don't think too much, let's hurry up and hit the road, your Mr. Hu is still waiting for us."

Hearing what Meng Xiuyuan said, Zhang Wuji didn't ask any more questions, and hurried to catch up with Meng Xiuyuan.

So the two went north all the way, went straight on the official road, and walked towards Nalu.

But on the way, Zhang Wuji became more and more aware that something was wrong.

Passing by a small town on the way, Zhang Wuji wanted to buy some hot food to eat, but he didn't know that every house in the town was empty, Zhang Wuji wandered around for a long time, but there was not even a soul.

Helpless, the two had no choice but to continue on their way, but saw that the rice fields along the way were all cracked, and the fields were covered with thorns and weeds, and they were desolate.

After walking for half a day, I saw a few corpses lying on the side of the road again, with a shriveled belly and sunken cheeks. I knew they had starved to death at the first sight.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback by the corpse, and hurriedly turned around to ask Meng Xiuyuan what was going on, but seeing Meng Xiuyuan's unusually serious and frightening expression made him afraid to open his mouth.

Helpless, Zhang Wuji could only comfort himself in his heart, saying that it was just a coincidence, and it got better after walking over.

But who would have thought that the more people go, the more people will die of hunger.

What I saw was astonishing.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it anymore.

"Famine." Meng Xiuyuan was silent for a long time, and only uttered these two words.

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji was very depressed, but seeing that Meng Xiuyuan was not in a good mood, he didn't ask any more questions, and just continued on his way.

It wasn't until evening that they entered the border of Fengyang County, and when they passed a forest, the two found people in it.

I saw a few ragged men around a steaming pot of boiling soup, and two other women were adding firewood to the bottom of the pot. It looks a little plump, and obviously there is still something to eat.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan approaching, this group of people overjoyed, jumped up at the same time, and surrounded Meng Xiuyuan:

"You two sons, two uncles, please take pity on us, please give us something to eat.

We are all starving to death, and even my newborn baby couldn't make it through..."

While speaking, one of the men hugged Zhang Wuji's leg.Apparently they could tell that the half-grown boy looked better at talking.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji's emotions accumulated along the way were instantly aroused, and he immediately opened his bag, and took out most of the bread, leaving only two or three for himself as rations, and gave the rest to the man :

"This is all I have on me, eat it quickly, eat it quickly."

Everyone was overjoyed when they saw this, and hurriedly grabbed the dough cakes one by one, and stuffed them into their mouths.Even if he was choked, he just hammered his chest twice and continued to swallow.

Only the man who was holding Zhang Wuji's thigh just now, after eating a few mouthfuls of bread, said flatteringly:

"Thank you benefactor for saving my life, I will never forget my great kindness.

Engong, you seem to have come from a long way, and you are thirsty even after thinking about it.

Although we have nothing to eat here, we also boiled a pot of hot water to satisfy our hunger. If you don't dislike us, why don't you have a drink too? "

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji didn't say how thirsty he was, but because of his low face, he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he reluctantly smiled and nodded, and followed that person to the cauldron.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the pot and took a look inside, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he yelled, "Ah!!"

It was boiled in this pot, but it was just hot water.

Immediately, before he could react, he felt a heavy blow on the head, reluctantly turned his head to look, and found that it was the man who kept calling for benefactor just now, and hit him hard on the head with a piece of wood.

Meng Xiuyuan, who was in the distance, had been watching all this indifferently. He had already seen that something was wrong with this family, but he still kept silent, wanting to let Zhang Wuji deal with it himself.

After all, although Zhang Wuji at this time does not say how strong his martial arts are, he at least has a good foundation.With Nine Suns True Qi protecting the body, facing such a few people who don't have kung fu, there will be no big troubles.

Sure enough, Zhang Wuji, who had been hit on the head with a club, was so weak that he fell to the ground, but he still kept awake for the time being and passed out immediately.

"You... dare to eat...

Why, didn't I give you bread, why did you still do it to me..."

The dazed Zhang Wuji raised his finger reluctantly and pointed at the man in front of him in puzzlement.

"Hmph, your brain is pretty hard.

Nonsense, those two breads of yours are enough for anyone to eat.

With you two fat sheep, we can fill our stomachs. "

The man didn't hesitate while speaking, took out a long knife from his bag not far away, and walked towards Zhang Wuji again, obviously ready to strike.

And the rest of the people didn't stand still, each took out their weapons, and surrounded Meng Xiuyuan, apparently not wanting to let him go.

At this time, Zhang Wuji only felt annoyed and resentful in his heart, but he couldn't exert any strength. Instead, his emotions rushed, his head became more and more dizzy, and he couldn't control himself and lay down on the ground.

……

When Zhang Wuji opened his eyes again, he found that the sky was completely dark, and the stars were shining brightly, and he was being carried forward by Meng Xiuyuan at a high speed.

"Little Martial Uncle..." Zhang Wuji reluctantly said.

"Don't talk, take a break first." Meng Xiuyuan's words were clearly heard in Zhang Wuji's ears amidst the whistling wind.

In this way, after more than half an hour, the two of them passed by a small temple that could provide shelter from the wind and rain, and Meng Xiuyuan stopped and chose to spend the night with it.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji's nine yang zhenqi circulated in his body, and the drowsy feeling had almost recovered, so he didn't let Meng Xiuyuan carry him on his back, and walked in by himself.

"Eat something, you haven't eaten all day..." Meng Xiuyuan took out dried meat and bread from his bag, and handed them to Zhang Wuji.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Wuji took a look at the jerky, he vomited it out with a "vomit", and he didn't recover for a long time, until finally he almost vomited out all the bile.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan understood in his heart and didn't say anything, but when he had almost vomited, he gave him clean water to rinse his mouth.

After such a long time, he calmed down.Sitting weakly at the entrance of the main hall, Zhang Wuji lowered his head, and after a long time, he asked:
"Little uncle, what happened to those people?"

"What else can I do, kill me." Meng Xiuyuan replied calmly while eating.

"But, they may also be extremely hungry, that's why..." Zhang Wuji, who was full of the heart of the Virgin, did not forget to think about it at this time.

"Maybe... But no matter what, they eat people, and they want to eat the two of us, so of course we can't let it go." Meng Xiuyuan continued.

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji had mixed feelings in his heart and fell into silence.

Then, he turned around suddenly, looked at Meng Xiuyuan and asked:
"Little uncle, have you ever gone down the mountain before and seen such a scene?"

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the words, his expression was not good:
"I've encountered similar ones, but I've never encountered such serious ones."

In fact, Meng Xiuyuan had already contributed to the frightening famine in front of him.

Not to mention the familiar plot in the previous life, about two or three months ago, when the master wrote to him, he mentioned the disaster situation in Fengyang Mansion this year.

Since the two of them met each other, they have exchanged letters and information from time to time, which is one of the more meaningful things.

Knowing the power of this famine and what kind of tragedy it would cause, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but want to take action.

He asked Song Qingshu to take out part of the property left by the Hongmei Villa, bought a lot of cheap grain from Jiangnan, and shipped it to Fengyang Mansion to sell it at a very low price or even distribute it to the victims.

And he himself also secretly went down the mountain to rob a few wealthy businessmen and corrupt officials who committed unforgivable crimes, collected their belongings, and handed them over to the Unspeakable Master, so that they can take the opportunity to help the disaster and win the hearts of the people.

But these are just a drop in the bucket for the Fengyang Mansion, which is thousands of miles away.

Seeing it with my own eyes today, it really is still a human tragedy.

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji felt sore in his heart, and couldn't help asking again:

"Little uncle, why is this happening? Is there no other way?"

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the words:

"This is a natural disaster, but also a man-made disaster.

Mortals cannot interfere with natural disasters, they can only prevent them.

As for man-made disasters, that is the point.

The food in the world, even if there is a disaster and the production is reduced, in fact, it is almost enough for the people in the world to eat.Even if it will be sad, so many people will not die after all.

It's just that some people make money from the lives of others for their own self-interest, disregarding the life and death of the poor, and they are extravagant and wasteful.

Such things have happened throughout the ages, and they have been repeatedly prohibited.It's just that this bastard from the Yuan court exploited layers from top to bottom, which went too far.

Perhaps only by driving away the dog tartars and replacing them with a clear and powerful court can part of it be resolved. "

The 14-year-old Zhang Wuji is not yet mature, so he couldn't help asking a slightly childish question:

"Then little martial uncle, tell me, when will we be able to drive those Tartars away?"

Hearing the words, Meng Xiuyuan didn't play him off, but pursed his lips and thought about it carefully, and said seriously:

"Ten years, I believe that as long as we work hard, we should be able to do it in ten years."

At this time, a man dressed as a monk suddenly jumped out of the hall, and walked in clapping.

"Okay, you two made a good point!"

However, he saw that the man had a solid build, but his appearance was ordinary, neither ugly nor handsome, just the appearance of an ordinary countryman.

Only a pair of piercing eyes made him look different.

"My surname is Zhu and my name is Yuanzhang. I have met two young heroes."

　For other characters, I try to follow the original image as much as possible.

　　Only the role of Zhu Yuanzhang, I want to change slightly.

　　Because I still think that as a feudal emperor, he is really pretty good, and he should not be described with some too ugly images.

　　Such a character, although he must be plotted by the city government, but he also has a heart to love the people. I hope that in my book, he will still have more positive images
　　
　
(End of this chapter)