Rudong lunatic

Less loaded Spring and Autumn.

It was only when he got to the previous one that he could bear the appearance of being decadent.

There is an old saying:

"The embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by the den of ants; the room of a hundred feet is burned by the smoke from the gap."

Few of the famous sayings left by our ancestors are wrong.

"Shahamen" was the fish that slipped through the net at that time, and it could also be transformed into a fire burning a room and an ant that broke a nest.

Unsurprisingly, he tore a bloody wound out of the prosperity of the Su family from all kinds of difficulties. Unsurprisingly, the wound became bigger and bigger. After that, the blessing that had lasted for many years seemed to come to an end in this world.

——Thousands of years have passed, and it seems that there will be a day when the owner will change.

After all, in the territory at that time, no matter the strong men or the generals, they lived and worked in peace and contentment for too long, and even the generals who led the army were unfamiliar with martial arts, so what was there to talk about resisting foreign enemies?

At this most precarious moment, Su Tianzong, who lives in seclusion in the deep courtyard of the palace wall, and a group of heroes from the rivers and lakes, murdered his father and seized the throne, and changed the regime drastically. stood up.

Standing up is not over yet, back then there were not only "Shahamen" foreign troubles, to be precise, "Shahamen" was still a rising star, and thought they could come to share their share of the soup, but unexpectedly, during the initial chaos of the three clans' entanglement, their Su family The Sirius clan had already been brought under its command.

Since then—

The Su family's imperial career is developing day by day.

In the early years, there were indeed rumors in the market, saying that there was a quack fortune teller who approved his fate, saying that he who wins Sirius wins the world.

It's just that this kind of talk is not accurate in all likelihood, just listen to it.

If it is true that life and death are determined by divination, no matter how many such capable people pray to the sky, they can only be idlers in front of Dufu, the patriarch of the Yaomang clan.

But even if Watashiki, the patriarch of the Yaomang clan, can do anything good?

The hexagrams are deep, and I am afraid of changing my mind.

Therefore, it is said that divination and divination are divination by the heart, but every time a thought arises and disappears, it is all a change of divination.

Thousands of calculations, all calculations have been made.

It just so happened that he failed to keep the wolf lord.

I still have to watch him turn around and enter the praying heaven empire, but the one who called him back to praying for heaven was only the blue-clothed Luotuoke named "Duguan".

——A senior in the clan said with a smile that there are not many capable people praying to heaven.

Standing up is not a climate.

The turning point is the wolf lord.

But good luck gave such a blessing to Su Tianzong, a man who played tricks on fate.

He rewarded him with a "Sirius Lord".

Since then, what Qitian lacks most is capable people.

It is true that there are few talented people in Qitian.

This is the result of Watashiki occupying countless hexagrams and getting a unified result.

It is valuable because, pray to heaven, it does not keep people, it can "gather" people.

At that time, he more or less understood the mentality of the head of the Saha Gate——Qitian, a country that obviously has no capable people, and even lacks medicine, but it just happens to be able to attract foreign talents. Not to mention the wolf master, the people of the Feng clan also stood by Qitian's side because of Sirius' customer's smile.Looking at all corners of the world, the world is vast, and there are people in the world who can make a lot of money, those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for praying for heaven.

Su Tianzong, his name is indeed worthy of his life.

Call the wind and call the rain, omnipotent.

However, in the face of this ever-changing good fortune, what is Sirius Lord?What is Watashiki worth?What is Su Tianzong?What is praying for?

Tens of thousands of years later, there will be a scar in the history of Qing Dynasty—for thousands of years and generations, it will be unparalleled in the world.

But there is another person who is unparalleled in the world.

——Su Rusheng.

This young boy in his early twenties was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Mostly because he does have the capital to be so mad and proud.

The current emperor is his uncle, and Gu Xiaobai, the first hero of the founding of the country, is his master.

Seeing that the "Praying for Heaven" empire has regained its grand plan and hegemony, the current emperor should be busy with state affairs in the palace every day, and has no time to care about him.

Mr. Gu just happened to return to the Feng clan with his family members as a vacation.

So just like the remnants of the Sahamen in Saibei at the moment, Su Rusheng, this little bastard, is not necessarily in a state that anyone can take care of, so naturally he is not afraid of falling out.

Of course, whether to count after autumn is another matter.

That's why Wen Guangshan pointed out, "No wonder he will come too."

Mo Chaofeng felt dizzy for a moment.

Naturally, Su Rusheng didn't come here to personally arrest the "Sha Xiuluo" Wen Guangshan who came back out of the rivers and lakes.

Not for him, not for him.

In the early years, lobbyists of "Shen Du" often came to him, but after a few setbacks, Su Rusheng must have known that he would not join the "Shen Du" determination.

Speaking of his family background in detail, it is different from Wen Guangshan and Cheng Xu.

Although he used to be considered half a wanderer back then, but his family owned half of his ancestors' family business and opened an inn in Saibei, and finally had enough of being a knight-errant wandering around without a fixed place. , Even I want to respect myself a cup of loyalty.

But at this age, he is happy to come back and open a teahouse, eat and eat soil, and listen to horses neighing when he has nothing to do.

To put it bluntly, the rivers and lakes are a dyeing vat, and the imperial court is also a dyeing vat.

But he still has a place to retreat, so he can't get involved in this big dye vat for the time being.

But he also understands.

There is another saying in this world, which is "the crime of embracing a jade".

If Su Rusheng came here not because of the above two points, nor because of his "big bosom", then it is most likely because another person also came here.

But, what is he doing here?

Mo Choufeng thought about it, but unconsciously took a few steps outside.

The door... is right in front of you.

Before he could take advantage of the "wind" and float away, Wen Guangshan grabbed his hem, "I said, Lao Mo, we have been friends for many years, you don't know me, how can I not know you?"

Mo Choufeng's face turned bitter for a moment, and he stood there and said, "The thing you want to ask...um...it's not like I've never heard of it...but...it's..."

"Tell me where their lair is."

"Why are you asking this?"

Mo Choufeng turned around in surprise, at first he only thought that Wen Guangshan couldn't hold back the blood of "elimination of violence and peace" in his body, and wanted to crusade against the "remnants of Saha" who were causing trouble in this northern part of the country, but...he threatened them with dismounting It's enough to retreat outside the national border. Why do you directly ask where the old nest is now?

Could it be...

The third person who should come to Saibei is really the "Sanqing Miaoyin" Chengxu.Could it be that his mission this time has something to do with the Sahamen?

So Wen Guangshan was worried about the safety of his old friend on this trip, did he reappear?

But... how did he survive?

Mo Choufeng really regarded him as dead for more than ten years.

Now that I think about it, this matter was probably caused by Cheng Xu's manipulation.

And because he had accidentally obtained another secret from him just now, Mo Choufeng really didn't want to get in trouble and trouble his upper body, so he didn't ask him about the details of the year.

As long as this person is him, Wen Guangshan, it's fine, and it's fine if it's his good friend.

But still couldn't help but looked Wen Guangshan up and down for a long time, Mo Choufeng finally realized why he was still so awkward, at this moment he screamed strangely, "Where's your knife?"

Chapter 3

Three days later, in the sandstorm environment of Liehun, a man in white clothes walked up on foot.

He carried a simple old piano on his back, and wore a pair of pure black leather gloves on his right hand.

Mo Shoufeng's small satin flag was still fluttering in the wind, with the word "wine" on it.

Cheng Xu walked past the restaurant without looking sideways, as if he didn't see the banner at all.

The Gobi line in the distance is so sharp that it seems that it is enough to use the golden light of the setting sun to directly catch the ghosts lurking in the ground.

Residents who often live in Saibei persuaded with kind words, "My lord, go further in..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly bent back, unloaded the violin behind his back at the same time, twirled it lightly in his hand, and the seven hidden weapons were fired in succession. A few piles of small blood flowers came, and the wind and sand swept away in an instant, and they were never seen again.

The honest and good people had never seen such a posture, and they were frightened and froze in place for a moment.

Reluctantly being pulled by others, he quickly dodged to the side.

"Can't you tell? This person is—"

"Your Majesty's "Shen Du" has become a mess. I have come to ban the cult "Sha Po Gate" outside the Great Wall. I will make an official visit in three days. Please don't be stingy and give us a lot of advice."

After saying that, he tilted the qin behind him again, fastened the dark gold strap on the black background that fastened the qin, and walked back as calmly as when he came.

The spectator standing on the second floor of Mo's tavern smiled casually, and his eyes seemed to stay stubbornly on the fleeting battle situation in the distance. He never paid attention to the passers-by on the street, so he pretended to comment, "Look, I've been here early in the morning. I told you——Cheng Xu is so arty, even though he has the reputation of "San Qing Miao Yin" by carrying the piano on his back, in fact, he doesn't play the piano at all."

Then he turned his head back with bright eyebrows, and begged Mo Choufeng for a drink with a smile, "You don't know, do you? If he is really forced to finish sending out the series of hidden weapons, he can use the piano as a bench and go straight to the door. It's on the top of the head."

Mo Choufeng stood beside him, didn't answer his words, just turned the wine glass in his hand with a secretive expression, staring at the white dress that disappeared completely at the end of the street.

——The title of "Sanqing Miaoyin" in Jianghu is indeed quite ironic.

What Wen Guangshan said just now was pretty nice.

In recent years, even if Mo Chaofeng hid to the edge of the sky, he still couldn't avoid being insulted by a few dirty words.

That's right, the common people live a life of being too content or too dissatisfied day by day. After drinking and eating, they like to use other people's shortcomings as a pastime.

As soon as Cheng Xu came out of the rivers and lakes, he was nicknamed "Sanqing Miaoyin".

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