The liver produces the strongest player

In fact, Jiang Yang prefers to deal with straight-forward people like Qi Xiangxiang than the smiling face in front of him.

Because a girl like Qi Xiangxiang is a bit headstrong, but she can see the bottom line at a glance, and the person in front of her is obviously more thoughtful than Qi Xiangxiang.

He can clearly feel that the other party seems to be chatting, but he is actually testing.

Test whether you really understand foreign martial arts.

But Jiang Yang's expression is still calm, like an ancient well that has been around for a long time, without any waves, and he has no intention of catering to the other party's temptation: "My martial arts are mediocre, if I really see it, I'm afraid I will disappoint Mr. Lu .”

Qi Zhongtang laughed and said: "Qi thinks that no matter how good the martial arts are, the most important thing for a martial arts practitioner is to have a chivalrous heart."

Jiang Yang nodded, but shook his head again. Looking at the end of the road, he said, "Everyone has different paths and different life experiences. How can we expect everyone to have a chivalrous heart?"

"Some people do it for money, some people do it for fame, some people do it to become a master, and some people do it to become stronger..."

Hearing Jiang Yang's words, Qi Zhongtang looked at the young man next to him in a little surprise. He felt that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of him had a maturity and clarity that didn't match his age.

He frowned thoughtfully.

At this time, Qi Xiangxiang asked Jiang Yang: "Then why are you practicing martial arts?"

"Me?" Jiang Yang stared at the sky. Today's weather is a bit cloudy and cloudy. It was sunny and rainy again. He stretched out his palm, feeling the coldness of the drizzle, and thought for a while, "Come here now." Said, in order to survive."

"..."

Everyone fell silent, just because the topic Jiang Yang said was too heavy.

Indeed, in today's world, where demons are rampant, no one knows when they will die unexpectedly.

In order to survive, there is nothing to say.

Only Qi Xiangxiang murmured: "Great life and fear death."

Jiang Yang looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Miss Qi, isn't she afraid of death?"

"I...?" Qi Xiangxiang was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head away, and snorted coldly, "My head is only a scar as big as a bowl, what is this girl afraid of?"

Her words immediately broke the original dull atmosphere.

Someone agreed: "Miss is right."

"Which one of us who ran the rivers and lakes didn't work with his head on the waist of his trousers?"

"If he dies one day, he will be a hero again in 20 years!"

"That's right!"

Qi Xiangxiang felt the atmosphere of the crowd responding, and immediately looked at Jiang Yang triumphantly.

On the contrary, Jiang Yang laughed: "Miss Qi's pride is far beyond my reach."

"That is." Qi Xiangxiang raised his chin without humility.

Jiang Yang was not annoyed at all, because he felt that the issues discussed now were very helpful for him to explore further opportunities.

He said to Qi Xiangxiang calmly: "Then why does Miss Qi practice martial arts?"

"My girl?" Qi Xiangxiang looked at the road ahead, she thought about this question seriously for a while, then turned her head and gave Jiang Yang a blank look, "Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Anyway, it's not because of greed for life and fear of death."

Jiang Yang smiled and met a pair of slightly dodgy eyes: "It seems that Miss Qi hasn't made up her mind yet, has she?"

"..."

Jiang Yang continued: "Miss Qi, you can tell me after you think about it."

"Who's going to tell you?" Qi Xiangxiang turned his head, snorted softly, whipped the whip in his hand, and rode Juechen forward.

Jiang Yang followed the team without haste and continued on.

He saw a large piece of barren farmland covered with weeds on both sides of the road: "Is this large piece of farmland deserted?"

Qi Zhongtang sighed: "It can't be helped. Nowadays, these monsters and ghosts are making people panic. In addition, there have been several epidemics this year, and many fields have been barren."

"It happened from time to time that civilians became bandits. Many villages were looted by bandits, and there were even fewer farmers."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yang felt a little heavy.

Qi Zhongtang nodded and said: "The government has also organized several times to suppress bandits, but compared to banditry, demons are the most important thing, not to mention that not all of these local officials are good officials. As you said, some Some people do it for money, some people do it for fame, and some people do it for the sake of becoming a master..."

"If you encounter corrupt officials, it will be more serious than banditry." Qi Zhongtang's eyes were burning, "Huzhou is not as good as it used to be."

Jiang Yang could feel some inexplicable affection in the other party's heart. He understood this kind of affection for his family and country, but for Jiang Yang, his affection was not strong.

After all, he was just an outsider anyway.

Perhaps one day, when he dies in this world, he will return to his own world and continue his life in that world, so he is just a traveler, or a passer-by.

This may also be the reason why many spirit supporters hold the attitude of game mortals in this world.

Qi Zhongtang looked at the thoughtful expression of the young man beside him, and he felt that the young man in front of him was a bit deep and old-fashioned that didn't match his age.

He didn't understand where this old-fashionedness came from. He just looked ahead for a while. The light rain, accompanied by a little sunshine, fell on the dirt road overgrown with weeds. The plantain in the middle of the road was covered by carriages and pedestrians. After being crushed again and again, he still grew tenaciously. He said, "When I was your age, whatever I wanted to do, I just did it."

"Don't worry about failure?"

Qi Zhongtang looked at him with a smile: "When a person is worried about failure, maybe he has already failed, hasn't he?"

Jiang Yang can feel the other party's strong confidence, and that unrestrained unrestrainedness. Jiang Yang doesn't know where this state of mind comes from, but he has to say that it is scouring himself in the illusion of ancient paintings after dozens or hundreds of years. The kind of burnout and aging in the heart that breeds.

Jiang Yang smiled: "That's right."

In the sky, the sun shines through the clouds and interweaves with the rain and dew, just like Jiang Yang's mood at this time.

The Tao is clear, but it has cleared up.

……

After a while, he and the team from Wanhu Villa rushed to Xiaoshi Village.

It is a semi-abandoned village, except for a few elderly people, almost all the villagers here have moved out.

But at this time, the village is not lacking in popularity.

Quite a number of Jianghu travelers who came to exorcise demons gathered here, and there were some traveling merchants with their burdens on the road, and even the deserted village restaurants were re-opened by Jianghu people who came here to do some business.

The foot shops and houses are already filled with people, which can be regarded as a different kind of excitement.

Everyone got off their horses and led them along.

Just at this time, there was a sudden noise from the depths of the village.

"Fuck your grandma!"

Suddenly, several figures screamed and flew towards Wanhu Villa. (end of this chapter)