Chapter 537

Old ginger sighed.

The so-called Fengdao is called the Lone Walk in the Martial Forest in the northeast, which means being alone in one’s life, not getting married, staying behind, or passing on art.

Whether it’s what the second Miss never forgets, or the old man’s choice in his early years, they are all very good people. How painful she has to go through in order to be cruel and unfeeling, and be lonely for life.

Lao Jiang is not Gong Er, but he can understand Gong Er’s sadness and anger.

Call~

A Daoist interrupted his thinking, and when he looked back, he saw that there was a strong bay red horse on the long road more than ten meters away.

A man in a black woolen coat and a top hat was getting off his horse.

There was another man beside him, with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, with a humble vision.

“Hero, how about it, is my horse faster than a car?”

“Heroes, give me a word.”

“Nodding is fine.”

“I won’t let you teach me martial arts.”

“I mean really.”

“You must believe me.”

In the wind of the Sanjiang River, Lin Yue walked to Old Jiang.

Without courtesy, head straight to the subject: “Gong Er is in the temple?”

Old ginger froze in place.

It’s Lin Yue.

Isn’t he in Guangdong? You must know that now not only the southern boxers regard him as their leader, but the letters from those northern boxers who fled to the south to avoid disasters also praised him for his behavior. This matter spread to the queen of Fengtian, Gong Baosen always said three things accomplished in the first half of his life. , Far less glorious than this thing that happened in the second half of my life.

Jinlou retired, and joined hands with the newcomer, which became the most proud thing for the old man.

The Xingyi Gate and Eight Trigrams Gate were merged to establish the Chinese Samurai Association, which promoted the northern boxing masters to pass on the art to the south. What became the spirit of the martial artist, and the support of Lin Yue, the result was to help the poor, resist the Japanese and save the nation, and be the great hero.

Old Jiang was surprised at his arrival, but the monkey pointed to the temple gate sensibly.

San Jiangshui, who was following Lin Yue’s ass, rubbed his eyes, to hell, how could this monkey understand human beings when he was so refined.

Without saying anything, Lin Yue turned and walked quickly towards the temple gate.

Just as Sanjiangshui was about to keep up, the old ginger who recovered his senses yelled from behind: “Come back, what are you going to do with you?”

“Old ginger, he is really the second Miss…”

“He told you?”

San Jiangshui nodded.

The expression on Old Jiang’s face eased a little: “I hope Miss can hear him.”

The cold wind is like a complaint, and the dead leaves are sandy.

The ancient Buddha watched the people in the Great Hall silently.

Gong Er stood in front of the mottled wall, stroking the blurred mural with his hand, thinking of a person on his mouth and a person in his heart.

“Father, it’s colder here than I thought.”

“My daughter knows why you left that letter to Lao Jiang, but you didn’t leave it to me, because that would aggravate my hatred of Ma San. But do you know, if I got from you, I’m afraid I won’t be in this life Peace of mind. His Ma San is now backed by Japanese, and even your old buddies are talking to him. This is bullying no one in our palace.”

“I remember you said before that walking Rivers and Lakes has the most rules. What my daughter does now is to act according to the rules. If she serves her, she can avenge you. At that time, no one could say anything to me.”

“Father, I was angry with you the last time I went home. My daughter posed a big problem for you. I’m sorry. But now you don’t have to be embarrassed. After saying that, you don’t have to make any more choices.”

“He does great things in the south, and the man has something to do and what he doesn’t do. He can’t get involved with things here. After killing Ma San and taking back the things from our palace, I will leave here and go to the Northwest Gobi. Find a place to spend the rest of my life in peace. If I can’t match Ma San, then the palace family deserves to be robbed.”

“Father, do you listen to this sound like the music we listened to in Jinlou? It’s a pity, I can’t see how he becomes a pie-maker.”

“I heard that there is not peace in Guangdong, and I hope he and the people around him will turn into good fortune, and the death will become auspicious.”

“It has been a month since I received his letter, and I don’t know what he is doing now…”

Gong Erxu talked a lot, until a cold wind blew in from the outside, driving the fallen leaves at her feet, she recovered and realized that she had deviated from the center of gravity when she said it.

Still reluctant…

But there are some things that she is reluctant to do, which is the responsibility of her as a family member of the palace.

Gong Er walked to the front of the temple and knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, folded his hands, stared quietly in front of him for a while, and slowly bowed his head.

“Bodhisattva said, you shouldn’t have fate like this.”

A voice follows the wind.

Gong Er’s head stopped halfway. She turned and looked behind her. A man walked on the long road in front of the Buddha Hall. The black wind blew his woolen coat and wrinkled the ancient well that she had smoothed in her heart.

“How did you come?”

For three and a half years, she hadn’t seen her since she left Foshan. During the period, she was only contacted by letter. I didn’t expect that just today, at this moment of pass, the person who has never forgotten appeared, just like a dream… No, maybe. Is fate?

Like Lin Yue said, shouldn’t she be so fate?

“If I don’t come, you will have the surname Buddha.”

Lin Yue walked into the Great Hall, bowed slightly to the Buddha statue and looked at Gong Er who had risen from the futon and said: “You want to live in Foshan. This is a good idea, but if it is a refuge, I don’t agree.”

“You came all the way from Guangdong, for my business?”



“certainly.”

Gong Er stared at his face for a while: “Are you going to stop me from avenging Ma San?”

Of course I am very happy to hear him say this, but what can I do? Could it be that because of his words, the idea of ​​revenge was cut off? Although there is really a desperate impulse in my heart, what happens after the impulse? Can you be at peace of mind?

Lin Yue shook his head: “You have to revenge, but you don’t have to do things.”

Gong Er walked in front of him, raised his head slightly, looked into his eyes and said, “I know what you want, but what belongs to Ma San is something from the palace family. It must be picked up by the palace family, and the palace family, now only me.”

She suppressed the fragility in her heart, stood straight, spoke clearly, and saw decisively.

“No, you are not the only one of the palace family.” Lin Yue stretched out her hand, stroked her hair scattered by the wind, and opened her palm, revealing a black line inside.

“A person said to me, Chasing the wind and chasing the moon will not relax.”

“One said to me, don’t be merciful when chasing the wind and chasing the moon.”

“The book says that chasing the wind and chasing the moon are not merciful, and Chunshan is everywhere in Pingwu.”

Gong Er’s body trembled.

The hair in Lin Yue’s palm was blown by the wind and flew into the sky swayingly.

“It’s owed to Bodhisattva. It’s already paid. Go back, it’s cold here.”

After speaking, he turned and walked outside.

There is nothing wrong with Gong Er and Ye Wen in the movie, mainly because Zhang Yongcheng is here, and Gong Er is also Miss of a big family. Even if she is willing to grow old together, she will never be a kid for the Ye family. So in the movie, she and Ye Wen are destined. Two people who have nothing to do with each other.

The same thing is completely different between him and Gong Er. The age difference is small, and he is not married, so it is naturally a long-term relationship.

Gong Er glanced back, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, stepped over the high threshold, and followed Lin Yue out of the temple.

ten minutes later.

On the way back to the city.

Sanjiangshui complained all the way.

“I obviously have a horse, why do I want to huddle with you?”


Behind the old ginger pinched the horse’s belly: “You shut up.”

“Don’t let people say anything yet, what the hell, are you bullying people like this?”

When he turned his head here, the monkey on Ginger’s shoulder grinned fiercely at him~ Ha…

“Two on one, I can’t do you.”

Sanjiangshui turned his head and looked at the men and women who were riding a horse and stepping forward: “Oh, let’s not say, they are very good match.”

“You talk a lot.” He said that Sanjiang talked a lot. In fact, Jiang thought so in his heart. Looking at the north and south, he really wanted to pick a man from the martial arts world to take Gong Er’s hand, thinking about it. Lin Yue is indeed the best candidate.

In fact, there was one thing he couldn’t figure out. When Lin Yue came out of the temple, he said that Gong Er didn’t have to say anything. He had a way to deal with Ma San’s so-called Rivers and Lakes rules.

Why does he say that?

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