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When Duanmuhuai arrived in Yangzhou, it was already dark.

The speed of the yacht under the light is neither fast nor slow, and it looks leisurely and comfortable. Duanmu Huai stood on the deck, looking at Yangzhou City not far away, and couldn't help but stretch.

But Wang Yuyan and Xiao Longnu stood on either side of him, looking a little sad at the beautiful scenery in front of them.

It was normal for them to have such a reaction. After all, the three of them were going down the river, and they could see scenes of chaos and chaos everywhere. Whether it is the so-called rebel army or the regular army, they burn, kill and loot wherever they go. It's just a matter of robbing things, but they also force young men into the army, and they won't hesitate to rob young women when they see them.

The two women watching this scene of war and chaos had their brows furrowed and they were in a bad mood.

Wang Yuyan also sighed and said silently.

"I heard about the Nanzhou Rebellion, but I didn't expect it to be so terrible. Those officers and soldiers are just that. Why are even the rebels so violent towards the people? Along the way, we have seen countless cases of robbing women and killing young children and the elderly. , it’s really chilling.”

"That's what war is like."

Duanmu Huai curled his lips.

"No matter what they call the rebels under the banner, in fact they are just a group of bandits and bandits. It's just that compared to the bandits and bandits who block the roads and rob people on weekdays, their intentions are bigger. For them, the world is nothing. That is their goal, and for this purpose, anything they do can be forgiven. Forcing young people to join the army can increase their own troops, robbing food can also increase their own supplies, and playing with women can improve morale. The rebels shout loud slogans, but in the end they are no different from bandits."

After all, in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, there are only a handful of armies that truly have ideals and beliefs and can put them into practice. They can be counted on one hand. To put it bluntly, other armies are just gangsters. The difference is just the difference between certified gangsters and undocumented gangsters.

It's as if the only difference between the British Royal Navy and pirates is a privateering license.

Basically, licensed pet dogs are the same as unlicensed wild dogs.

Having said this, Duanmu Huai glanced at the two women.

"Don't be too nosy. Saving people can help them live a moment longer, but what happens after that is still their own business and has nothing to do with us."

After all, along the way, Wang Yuyan and Xiao Longnu also took action many times to save the oppressed villagers. With the strength of the two of them, it is certainly not a problem to deal with these half-hearted officers and soldiers and rebels. But the problem is that they always think too much, but in fact there is not much they can do.

Wang Yuyan also asked Duanmuhuai to let the villagers board the boat, but Duanmuhuai refused directly. As a judge, he knows best how dangerous this kind of desperate person can be. The people of the empire who were killed by cultists were unfortunate, but this did not mean that they were innocent, and humans would do anything to survive. When we meet by chance, and when we see rough roads, it's enough to draw a sword to help, but why don't we care about them for the rest of our lives?

"It is said that Yang Guang was fatuous and cruel, forcing the people to resist, but these rebels are no better than Yang Guang. Even if they take over the world, what difference will the people have now?"

As she spoke, Xiao Longnu shook her head.

"As the saying goes, when things go well, people suffer, and when things die, people suffer. It's all the same. As far as this era is concerned, there is no way to escape the laws of history. This is the inevitable outcome."

"... By the way, you've been fishing for most of the night, why haven't you caught a single fish?"

"How to talk."

Hearing Xiao Longnu's question, Duanmu Huai rolled his eyes.

"Fishing is a kind of precipitation. Do you understand precipitation? Cultivate your moral character! Have you never heard the story of Jiang Taigong fishing? Those who wish to take the bait! Let me tell you, fishing is just like being a human being. You have to be patient to gain something... …Oh, don’t you see this coming?”

As he spoke, Duanmuhuai felt the fishing rod in his hand sink. It was obvious that he had caught a huge thing, and he felt happy at the moment. He tightened his grip on the fishing rod and lifted it up hard. Then the water surface broke open and a large black object was pulled out of the water. It swayed for a while and then landed on the deck with a "bang".

When they saw the big thing clearly, the three of them were also stunned - they saw that the thing wrapped around the fishhook was not a big fish at all, but a dead body!

"Damn! What kind of luck! Why can't I catch the fish? I caught this crap!"

Duanmuhuai immediately cursed, while Wang Yuyan sighed.

"It's really pitiful. I don't know how many people died in the river because of the war..."

Only Xiao Longnu walked over, lowered her head and took a closer look at the corpse, then shook her head.

"No, he was killed using martial arts."

While saying this, Xiao Longnu stretched out her hand to turn the man over. When she saw his face clearly, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah". The dead man's face was covered with frost. He was obviously fished out of the river, but he looked like he was dug out of an icehouse.

"This is... Yuwen Clan's Bingxuanjin!"

Wang Yuyan just took one look and immediately recognized the way the other party died. She immediately frowned, walked around the other person, and then spoke.

"It seems that this person should be the top pusher Shi Long in Yangzhou."

"How did you recognize it?"

Hearing Wang Yuyan's answer, Duanmu Huai looked at her curiously and asked, and Wang Yuyan also stretched out her hand, pointed at the other party and explained.

"Look at this gentleman's hands, which are calloused, and the knuckles are thicker. His hands are tightly clenched, which is the momentum of the internal force. There are not many people in the world who can do this with pure flesh palms, and this is Yangzhou, so I judge that he is a mountain-pushing palm school."    "Then how do you know he is Shilong?"

"From this icy mysterious power."

Wang Yuyan pointed to the frozen face of the dead man again.

"Although I don't know how long this gentleman has been dead, he must have been floating in the river for quite a while. Even so, the frost on his face has not melted, indicating that the icy energy is still lingering in his body. Only the top masters of the Yuwen clan can do this. If it were an ordinary Jianghu, it would be impossible to escape from his hands. The only one who can fight against the masters of the Yuwen clan who have practiced the icy energy to the highest level, and even escape from his hands at the last moment, is Shilong, the Pushing Mountain Palm."

Speaking of this, Wang Yuyan paused.

"Although I don't know what the situation is, from the current point of view, Shilong should have had a conflict with the people of the Yuwen clan, was injured by the latter, and escaped with his last breath, but he still couldn't escape in the end."

"Good guy, you can be a detective now."

After listening to Wang Yuyan's reasoning, Duanmu Huai also complained. It was said in the past that there is a rule in Western reasoning that Chinese Kung Fu must not be added, otherwise there will be no reasoning. But seeing Wang Yuyan talking so eloquently and making light of heavy things, she really looks a bit like Sherlock Holmes.

It can be seen that, in the final analysis, Westerners do not understand martial arts. Who says that if you know martial arts, you can't do reasoning?

"Huh?"

At this moment, Xiaolongnu seemed to have discovered something. She drew out her long sword and poked it at the stone dragon's body. Then she saw a scripture-like thing picked out from it and fell on the sword.

The long sword used by Xiaolongnu was naturally not an ordinary item. However, although the book had been soaked in water for a long time, it was not stained with any water. At this moment, it was picked up by the long sword and looked brand new, which was quite strange.

"It's really strange. This scripture doesn't look like an ordinary item."

At this time, Wang Yuyan also came over and looked at the scripture carefully, and then her face changed slightly.

"Could it be the Changsheng Jue, one of the four great books in the Southern Wulin? I heard that this book came from Guangchengzi, the teacher of the ancient Yellow Emperor, and was written in oracle bone script, which is profound and difficult to understand. It is also woven with black gold thread, and is invulnerable to water and fire... I never thought that it would be in the hands of Shilong?"

While speaking, Wang Yuyan reached out and took the scripture, opened it and looked at it, and then... her face turned red and she closed the scripture.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Wang Yuyan's appearance, Duanmu Huai asked, and Wang Yuyan lowered her head.

"I'm afraid I saw it wrong, this shouldn't be the Changsheng Jue..."

"Oh? If this isn't the Changsheng Jue, what is it?"

Duanmu Huai was also curious at this time, and took the scripture from Wang Yuyan and opened it. He naturally knew the name of the Changsheng Jue, after all, this thing is also a top-level mental method and first-class martial arts. He remembered that when he read novels before, two little beggars became top masters because they practiced two pictures in the Changsheng Jue.

Is there something wrong with this?

Duanmu Huai opened the book, glanced at it, and then... well, he understood why Wang Yuyan had that expression.

There are indeed seven pictures in it, and they do look like the cultivation patterns of the Changsheng Jue. However, these patterns are different from the ones that Duanmu Huai imagined, which are like doing radio gymnastics. These seven pictures have men and women, and in one of them, only one person stands upright, and the other person locks his legs around his waist...

"Isn't this the forty-eight hands?"

Why do these pictures look so much like the Shiyu Tea Mortar, Liqi Songye, and the Imperial Chariot...

Duanmu Huai flipped through it silently, and felt that something was wrong.

Didn't Shilong comprehend the Changsheng Jue in the novel?

What is the dual cultivation forty-eight hands?

Oh, by the way, it has a name.

The Tao Heart Plants Demons...

Well.

Duanmu Huai closed the book silently.

It seems that he has indeed gone to the wrong place.

What the hell is going on? How did the promised secret of immortality turn into this weird thing?

Just as Duanmu Huai was madly complaining in his heart, suddenly, several light poles suddenly lit up in front of him, and five huge ships were seen coming from the other side.

At the same time, a voice sounded.

"I don't know where the master in front is, please tell me your name, Yu Wenzhi is here to say hello!"