I Honor

Snowy Night

It was cold winter, and it was located in the north. The outside of the ruined temple was covered with a thick layer of white snow, and pedestrians would make a creaking sound when they stepped on it.

A group of heroes, men and women, old and young, strong and weak, with their luggage on their backs, walked outside the ruined temple through the snow. , leave in the morning.”

He exhaled a cloud of white air, showing the coldness.

“Okay, the old man is no longer as good as he was in his prime, and his hands and feet are a little stiff from the cold.” A bald old man responded with a smile.

With his lead, many people agreed, so they divided into several groups, arrived at the entrance of the ruined temple, and climbed the steps.

“Stop.” The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a furry cloak and holding a sword at his waist, “There is a fire inside, I’ll go inside first.”

The rest of the people immediately looked into the temple warily, only to see a warm orange light shining through the gap between the closed doors and windows.

middle agedThe man pulled out the long sword with one hand, pushed open the temple door with the other, concentrated his eyes, looked in, and suddenly let out a light sigh: “Why is there no one?”

He didn’t dare to be careless, and looked at the door from a distance. After a while, he saw Meng Qi lying curled up between the fire and the incense table.

Her hair was tied up in a bun, she was dressed in water, and she had knives and swords by her side. Although she didn’t hear the sound of breathing, she could feel the obvious breath of life.

“He is a sleeping Taoist leader.” The middle-aged man breathed out, as long as he is not an enemy, a master of the underworld, or a disciple of the Moon Village, “Let me keep my voice down, so as not to disturb others, let’s start another fire outside.” .”

Everyone filed in, closed the temple door to block the cold wind, set up a big fire in the center, and sat around in a clearly defined manner. It looked like an improvised team.

They were all silent, as if they were thinking about their thoughts, but they just melted the snow. Take out the dry food and eat while roasting.

Meng Qi didn’t bother to pay attention to them, and continued to practice the thirteen postures in the first volume of Yijinjing on his own, with a cup of tea for each posture.

“Daddy, Daddy, look, the sleeping position of the Taoist leader is very strange.” A ten-year-old girl with braided braids poked her father’s arm curiously and excitedly, drawing everyone’s attention to Meng Qi.

Her father is the leader. After taking a look, he coughed lightly: “Don’t watch others practice. Be careful of enmity.”

“Practice Daddy. This is practice.” The little girl was very lively and curious.

The leader looked around, with a serious expression on his face: “I heard that the Taoist sect has the art of guiding and breathing, and the posture is different from ordinary people.”

“It’s not that I haven’t seen a Taoist orthodox disciple, how can he be so weird?” The young man with acne on his face muttered.

The cold wind was blowing, making the windows and doors rattling, covering his words.

The bald old man coughed: “Mr. Wen is right. When we meet by chance, it’s better not to talk about the leader of the trail. We run around in the snowy night. Taking care of ourselves is the most important thing.”

Hearing the word “running”, the slightly lively atmosphere suddenly became solidified again.

At this moment, someone knocked on the temple door.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom. The sound spread far and wide in the snow-white and cold night.

“Who?” Mr. Wen clenched his long sword tightly and asked loudly. He didn’t notice anyone approaching at all just now, and he was able to cover up the movement of walking on the snow. This lightness is no small feat

Female, in her twenties, plain white cotton jacket and cloak. When you were discussing my posture, I walked out of the mountain forest. The sound of stepping on the snow was very faint, leaving only shallow footprints, which were immediately covered by snowflakes and disappeared. Besides, there was an old man beside her, who was tall and covered in green robes. Hunchbacked and stooped, Meng Qi possessed a body-protecting energy, just finished a round of practice, and was “answering” their questions in his mind.

In the state of “Yi Jin Jing”, I seem to have a feeling of harmony between man and nature, and the feeling of returning to the womb. With the help of this, I can sense the surrounding things better than usual, and the distance of twenty or thirty feet is as if I saw it with my own eyes. , I heard it with my own ears.

“A person who lost his way on a snowy night.” A female voice sounded outside the door, with a soft accent and a southern flavor.

Mr. Wen smiled guardedly and said, “No man’s land, please go ahead, both of you.”

Near the door, he can still tell.

The temple door opened again, and two people came in. They were exactly the same as Meng Qi’s “description”. Walk to the side with the old man.

Seeing the two of them, the expressions of Mr. Wen and the bald old man changed, whether it was fear or embarrassment.

The red rope girl and the hunchbacked old man didn’t get angry, they just sat on the floor and looked at Mr. Wen and the bald old man, first with doubts, then suddenly, and then with a bit of contempt, as if they knew each other from the past.

But none of them spoke, and there was an unspeakable silence in the temple.

Another group of people came, hiding their breath, and Meng Qi changed his posture furtively.

In this state, he has a subtle visual difference in the inner strength, saber and sword skills he has learned, and examines them from another angle, a condescending angle.

True Qi subconsciously circulated and changed, and the routes of meridians subconsciously changed slightly. Meng Qi made slight adjustments based on this vague feeling, but he was unable to sum them up, which was mysterious and unspeakable.

“The camel outside the Great Wall, Mrs. Hongxian, I don’t know where you are going.” Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded, seemingly far away, near, left, right, leaving Mr. Wen and others nowhere to tell his exact location.

The little girl with braids was so frightened that she almost cried, could it be an evil spirit?

Mrs. Hongxian snorted coldly: “Pretending to be a ghost, dare to come out and see me? I will go to Jushenzhuang.”

“The old hunchback is also going to Jushenzhuang.” Said the hunchback outside the Great Wall.

Hearing the words “Ju Shen Zhuang”, the faces of Mr. Wen, the bald old man and the others darkened. They were startled and frightened, while Meng Qi stopped practicing the “Yi Jin Jing”. The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation deliberately chose the location I teleported from

The sinister voice sounded again: “Sure enough, it’s the same as I guessed. I don’t know what you are going to Jushenzhuang for.”

“Of course it is to prevent Miss Huangfufei from marrying you in Moon Township.” Although Mrs. Hongxian is a woman, she speaks directly and bluntly, with a hint of anger.

“Marriage is a beautiful thing, why stop it” Yin Cece’s voicePretend to be surprised, erratic, and make people’s scalp tingle.

Mrs. Hongxian stood up and put her hand on the hilt of her sword: “Senior Huangfu broke through the shackles of his predecessors and was the strongest in history. He went crazy and went to the mountains before his old age. The daughters of his disciples are all immature. You Moon Village bullies orphans and widows. Forcing a marriage to seize the foundation of Jushenzhuang, what a beautiful thing to talk about.”

Compared with Jiuxiang, which has been passed down for many generations, Jushenzhuang created by Huangfutao has no masters of his generation, and the strongest disciples under him are only Jiuqiao. If he goes crazy twenty years later, Jushenzhuang The foundation is completely solid. After all, for a person with a strong location, around sixty is considered a prime age, and Huangfutao himself thinks so, so he only married and had children after forty.

“The owner of Huangfu Village died young, and my Moon Township wants to help Miss Huangfu to stabilize the foundation of Jushenzhuang. Is it bullying orphans and widows?” The sinister voice replied without any surprise.

“Hmph, Miss Huangfu has someone she loves, and she has repeatedly rejected it. The whole world knows it. Mrs. Huangfu cried and worshiped the tomb before reluctantly agreeing, and why Xue Shaoxia, the third disciple of the owner of Huangfu Village, ran around to contact this matter, and who was attacked and killed?” Mrs. Hong Xian was furious. The words were sharp, “Mr. Xiyue wants to fight for the position of Emperor Tianyuan, I’m afraid he lacks some virtue.”

“Mr. Xiyue” smells good about the ancients, and is the contemporary owner of “The Township of the Moon”. A few years after he was promoted to the location, this world has been inherited by Zhenwu Suspect Tomb, and the division of martial arts is consistent with that of the main world.

Yin Cece’s voice was silent for a while before he said: “I am trying to persuade you with nice words, but you turned your nose on your face instead. Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Mrs. Hongxian pulled out her long sword with a clang, pointed at the roof, and said sharply: “You take advantage of the fire to rob, could it be that Jushenzhuang didn’t help Senior Huangfu who has been a chivalrous man for many years, and he is not stingy with pointing out the younger generation, and the old friends are all over the world, how can you do that?” bully”

“Haha.” The insidious voice laughed loudly, “It’s a pity that his old friends don’t have a strong outside scene, so since the announcement of the engagement, in the three months since the engagement, including the two of you, no more than ten fingers have gone to Jushenzhuang to help each other. And after being persuaded by this seat, most of them retreated despite the difficulties, and a small part went to see Huangfu Tao.”

“The affairs of the world are based on strength after all. You know, the vast majority of people are wolf-hearted people who act chivalrously and do favors. Of course, there are very few people like you who are not wolf-hearted. , but there is something wrong with my brain.”

Mrs. Hongxian laughed back angrily, and pointed her sword at Mr. Wen and the bald old man: “Yes, I know that most people are really wolf-hearted and ungrateful. You, Wen Qichang, were chased and killed by the six ghosts of Weishui for thousands of miles, and almost died. Fortunately, senior Huangfu passed by He drew his sword to help, so he survived the disaster. Later, when he saw that you were seriously injured, he left you in Jushenzhuang as a deacon, as a matchmaker for you, and asked you to marry a wife, whether ”

“You, Chi Feng, offended the disciples of Tianzhixiang, and your family was ruined. Who took you in, and who helped you go to Tianzhixiang to seek justice?”

She named them one by one, saying that Mr. Devon, the bald old man, and others were blushing, ashamed and ashamed, and at the same time feeling ashamed and angry.

“This is how you repay him. When Jushenzhuang was in danger, you escaped with many good hands.” Mrs. Hongxian shouted, “Although I am a weak woman, I have been taught by Senior Huangfu. I will keep this kindness in my heart. Now Today, even if my body is smashed to pieces, I still have to rush to Jushen Village to help Miss Huangfu seek justice.”

The god outside the Great Wall also stood up, and said in an old voice: “If there was no owner of Huangfu Village, the old hunchback would have died thirty years ago, and he would have lived an extra thirty years, and he would have lived an extra thirty years in his prime. It’s worth changing the old bones.”

“Yum wood head, I don’t know whether to live or die,” Yin Cece said viciously.

“Well, this is the chivalrous generation.” Suddenly, Youdao’s clear voice sounded.

Mrs. Hongxian turned her head to look, and saw a handsome Taoist priest standing beside the innermost fire, wearing a water suit, silk sash, hemp shoes, a sword on her back, and a long knife on her back.

What kind of strength did this Taoist mix? Wen Qichang and others were at a loss.

Meng Qi smiled and walked forward: “But chivalrous men never force others. Mr. Wen’s strength is gone, and he has a wife and daughter. Even if he stays, it will not help. Instead, he will harm the whole family. It is understandable.”

He followed Mrs. Hongxian’s previous words and spoke slowly, hearing Wen Qichang and Chi Feng’s emotions, hearing Mrs. Hongxian’s willow eyebrows stand upright, and hearing that the hunched face of Sai Wai was gloomy.

“Hey, you little Taoist priest understands the truth.” Yin Cece’s voice praised.

Madam Hongxian was about to speak, Meng Qi stroked the hilt of the saber, and said with a chuckle: “I am poor and clean, I have been taught the saber technique by Senior Huangfu, and I would like to go to Jushenzhuang with the two of you.”

“You…” Mrs. Hongxian didn’t expect such a big turning point. Looking at the handsome Taoist priest in front of her, she didn’t know how to speak.

Yin Cece’s voice snorted coldly: “It turns out that he is also a reckless person.”

Before the words were finished, Meng Qi’s tongue was fighting with Chun Lei, and his voice was gathered together:

“Hide your head and show your tail, come down for me”

He used Xuan Gong to imitate Zi Lei Jin to push Lei Yan.

“Hide your head and show your tail, come down for me”

The sound was like a huge thunder, and there was purple lightning in the air.

Crack, plop, someone fell from the roof, his whole body twitched, as if struck by lightning, the sinister sound disappeared completely.

s: The third update is here. Twelve cards have been added this month. I am a little busy next time. The remaining three cards are at the end of the month. Please ask for the monthvote, please recommend

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