Fish swimming around the world

In the deep mountains of southern Xinjiang, there is a small village, not big, with only a few hundred households.

In the courtyard of a family at the east end of the village, more than a dozen villagers were standing or sitting, talking to each other.

In the room, several villagers gathered around a bamboo couch, on which a pale young woman was half lying against the headboard.

A middle-aged villager looked angry and stared at the woman and said, "We saved your life. According to the rules of southern Xinjiang, you should listen to us. We let you marry my son as a daughter-in-law. Why don't you want to!"

The woman lowered her eyes and just said nothing.

The middle-aged man snorted: "We fished you out of the river, asked a wizard to treat you, and took care of you for so long, and you survived. Why?"

"That's right, there is no such rule. People should be grateful..."

"Girl, they saved your life..."

The woman raised her eyelids slightly: "I... I will repay, but you can't marry..."

"Humph!" An old man paused heavily on his cane: "How can you let me? Let me tell you, although our village is small, it also belongs to the Wutu Village among the 88 villages. The village has clear rules and you can't disobey."

The woman looked far away, as if looking at the invisible distance: "Really, I really can't marry."

"Don't marry? You have to marry even if you don't want to!" A sturdy man said coldly: "My nephew must marry."

"I know they saved me, but I can't marry. I will give them a lot of rewards..." The woman still didn't turn her head to look at anyone, but said in a serious tone.

"I don't want it!" said a young man with pockmarks on his face, "I want you!"

The woman said calmly, "I'm sorry, thank you for saving me, but I have another identity and can't stay..."

Everyone was shocked, but the old man with crutches snorted, "Identity? What kind of Chinese woman with a special identity would come to Southern Xinjiang, and if you have a background, how could you end up in such a situation?"

"That's right, it's obviously nonsense. Such people don't know how to repay their gratitude and make up lies. It's really hateful!" someone echoed.

A woman hesitated and said, "She looks like... her body seems to be unwell..."

"It's just right to cheer her up, maybe she can get better." The sturdy man snorted.

The woman frowned, her eyes were a little erratic, and finally said slowly, "I, I have a husband..."

Everyone was stunned. The pockmarked young man rushed forward: "I don't believe it, you are lying!"

An old woman who looked like a wizard said slowly: "Girl, you are obviously a virgin, don't talk nonsense."

"You have a husband? Who is your husband and where is he? If you can get him to come over, we will believe you." The pockmarked young man's father sneered.

"...He is not here, but he will definitely find me. I know he will."

"Everyone, stop talking nonsense. Let's make arrangements today. Please ask the wizard to treat her. Ten days later, it happens to be the Huashan Festival in the village. We can take advantage of this good day to have the ceremony and enter the bridal chamber."

"That's right. A Central Plains person can't find this place even if he looks for it. What can he do if he finds it? This is the grace of saving my life."

The pockmarked young man smiled when he heard that the matter was settled. He said to the sturdy man: "Thank you uncle for taking charge."

The sturdy man said: "Although I am the patriarch, the marriage needs the help of the patriarchs. You should thank them."

The pockmarked man hurriedly said to the people around him: "Thank you all the patriarchs. My family will prepare good wine and food to entertain you!"

The sturdy man said: "Okay, nephew, you will go into the mountains with me tomorrow and try to kill a wild boar to add to the happiness."

"Okay, okay." The pockmarked man responded hurriedly.

"You don't understand. Don't force me. He will really find me." The woman sighed softly.

"Hmph, then let him come. We'll see if he can fall from the sky." The sturdy man looked disdainful and led his men out.

As the door was locked, the woman's pale and tired face showed a look of helplessness and expectation, but then became gloomy. She knew her own body and how long it could last...

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"Although you have very poor martial arts qualifications, you are very talented in formation..."

Old Tian looked at Jiang Fan who was fiddling with the formation diagram and nodded.

"Oh? It seems that I am not useless." Jiang Fan stared at dozens of formation diagrams and compared them back and forth.

Old Tian sighed and said, "Although the talent is top-notch, it's a pity that the martial arts cultivation is not enough. I understand it in vain, but I can't use it."

Tian Luoyu curled his lips: "Then it's useless."

Jiang Fan also frowned and put down the drawings.

He also discovered that this formation is indeed profound, but it actually contains many theories that he understands and even understands more deeply, such as mathematics, geometry, physics, and even many theories similar to those in the books on the Five Elements, Eight Diagrams, and Qimen Dunjia that he had seen before, so that he did not find it that difficult to understand.

But what Mr. Tian said was right. His martial arts cultivation could not keep up, and he could never understand the true mystery.

He smiled bitterly: "Martial arts, after all, is still the foundation."

Mr. Tian nodded: "The true essence of a warrior determines everything. Although you can draw inferences from one example, or even ten examples, and your comprehension ability is extraordinary, it's a pity that the mysterious veins in between are difficult to understand."

Jiang Fan sighed: "There is no way, talent is unfair."

Mr. Tian said lightly: "Fairness? When is there fairness in the world? God gave you outstanding wisdom and unparalleled literary talent. How can these be fair to others?"

"Haha, that's right. People can't be too greedy."

Old Tian said: "It's good to understand. Zhang Yi is a little greedy."

Jiang Fan said: "So there is always a price to pay. This time, he and the person who pushed him from a distance pulled out a lot of things. For him, not only did he truly stabilize the position of the prime minister of Daxia, but he also mastered a lot of confidential clues, and even had a deeper influence on the war of the four countries. He should be content, but he is not."

Old Tian said: "You are the chess piece that the person threw out. If he doesn't know how to use it, he is really stupid. If it were him, he would inevitably think more."

Jiang Fan said lightly: "It's just that in his eyes, the other person got more, and he was not willing to accept it."

"After all, he still lacks some forbearance and advance and retreat." Old Tian said, shaking the palm leaf fan.

Jiang Fan smiled: "If he was willing to endure, how could he come out, and how could he go against Prime Minister Zhang? Not only him, but also the big snake?"

Old Tian said: "Do you know what the big snake is really like?"

Jiang Fan squinted and looked into the distance: "Maybe, I will have to go to Tangwu Mountain for a stroll soon..."

Suddenly, a voice came from mid-air: "Master, I'm afraid we have to go to another place first."

Old Tian waved his palm-leaf fan and seemed not surprised. This was his farm. He had noticed the moment this person came in.

Jiang Fan was very surprised, probably because he was familiar with this person.

The 37th assassin in the world-Lu Hanting.

Looking at Lu Thirty-Seven who fell from the sky, Jiang Fan frowned slightly: "You are rarely so nervous."

Lu Hanting knelt on one knee: "Master, please forgive me."