Zhui Xu

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On the bank of the Yellow River, a town named Kunyu, where decay and oldness are mixed.

In the originally wide town, half of the houses have already collapsed, some places have been hit by fire, and the gray and black beams have stood in ruins after being blown by the wind and rain. In the more than ten years since Jurchen's first trip south, wars, raiders, mountain bandits, refugees, famine, plagues, corrupt officials... have left traces here round by round.

When Kunyu arrived that year, only a small half of the living area is left. Due to the remoteness of the area, it is still a good place to retain some vitality in the entire landscape of the ten rooms and nine spaces in the Central Plains. Although the roads are in disrepair, they still have access to carts. Although the town has shrunk by half, in the core area, inns, restaurants, and even brothels that sell skin and meat are still open.

In the past, many large ferries on the banks of the Yellow River were controlled by Jurchens and pseudo-Qi forces. The water flow near Kunyu was slightly slower, and it once became one of the black ferries smuggled along the banks of the Yellow River. Several small boats, several boatmen who are not afraid of death, propped up the subsequent prosperity of this town.

During this period, there have been several gangster fights, expulsion from the army, and robbery by mountain bandits, but in any case, the small town gradually came over in this cycle. The residents in the town were less frequented during the war, and gradually increased when the environment was better.

In the summer of two years of revitalization, the situation was fairly peaceful, but due to the slowdown in the world, the large ferry on the banks of the Yellow River was no longer martial, and Kunyu’s private ferry was also affected, and business was much lighter than last year.

May is the flood season, and fewer people cross the river from here. On the third day of the third day, there were not many guests in the restaurant in the town. The regular customers nearby sat at two tables in the lobby. The storyteller who stayed here recently arranged the tables and chairs to talk about the major events in the world in the past period. This middle-aged storyteller is also somewhat listless.

Near noon, two figures walked along the road in the middle of the town, and the destination was obviously the gate of the restaurant on this side. These two figures, one big and one small, one fat and one thin, are two monks wearing shabby monk clothes. The fat monk is tall and shaped like a Maitreya. It seems to be some years old and has a package on his back; the thin monk is just a little Sami who looks twelve or three years old.

Seeing such a combination, Xiao Er's face showed a little irritability. The monk eats 10 recipes, but in these years of war and chaos, who can have surplus food to do good deeds? He took a closer look at the fat monk with no weapons behind him, and subconsciously stood at the door.

"Two Masters..."

A slightly rushed tone had just been exported, and the fat monk walking towards the hotel looked at the lobby of the restaurant and smiled: "We are not alms."

"We have money." Xiao Shami took out a hanging coin and lifted it.

Xiao Er changed his face immediately: "...Please ask the two masters."

The two monks stepped in, and then the little Sha Mi asked, "Can I sit upstairs?"

"Of course." Xiaoer smiled. "But our shopkeeper recently invited a storytelling master from the north. The lobby below may be clearer. Of course, upstairs is fine. After all, there are not many people today. "

Kunyu has a smuggling business. The business is good in the past, and there are many guests here. Moreover, smugglers drink and make fun. The second floor of the lobby of this restaurant also has a row of tables and chairs, leaning on the railing, for the guests to listen to the condescending Book and play. Xiao Sha Mi Xian was interested in the position of the height. At this time, the fat monk said, "Go upstairs." Xiao Er naturally said no more, and accompanied the two towards the building with smiles. Go up.

After being seated, the fat monk asked about today's menu, and then a few generous orders of fish and meat were generously ordered. The second one was somewhat surprised, but naturally he would not refuse. When things were finished, he told him to bring three sets of tableware and chopsticks. It seemed that there were companions coming here.

After finishing the order, the second child went down. The storyteller sitting in the lobby considered coming to the guest. The voice was a little louder, and he was talking about what happened in the world's first contest in the southwest last year. The little monk was lying on the railing upstairs, listening with great interest.

So about a quarter of an hour later, another figure came from outside. This time it was an obvious and burly figure. He had scars on his face, and his hair was scattered. Although he was a servant, he looked extremely at first glance. not to be trifled. The man just entered the door, and the little bald head upstairs waved his hand vigorously. He walked upstairs, and the young monk saluted to him, calling out: "Uncle Master." He also said to the fat monk: "Brother."

The three people who appeared here were naturally the world's first Lin Zongwu, his younger brother "Crazy Tiger" Wang Nantuo, and the young monk.

During this period of time, Jindi gradually became calm after the Jurchens went away. Lin Zongwu and his disciples lived in peace for a period of time, mainly to strengthen the martial arts foundation of Ping An-actual combat can certainly train the ability to adapt, but on weekdays The basic skills are equally important. After he came out of the retreat with peace, he felt that Jindi gradually didn't mean much. It was because the wind was raging in the south, and vaguely about to have a major event, the most suitable for experience, so he took him all the way to the bank of the Yellow River.

In recent years, he has not been too much in charge of the teaching affairs of Manichaeism. In private, he is the only one who knows his itinerary. After learning that Brother and Nephew were going south, Wang Nantuo wrote a letter and agreed to meet on Kunyu's side.

The three of them sat down, and Xiao Er had already started serving. The storyteller downstairs was still telling interesting Southwest stories. Lin Zongwu and Wang Nantuo exchanged a few words before asking: "What's going on in the south?"

"Swords are drawn." Wang Nantuo smiled: "Liu Guangshi paid a lot of money and won the first batch of military resources in the southwest. The desire to get south of the Yellow River has become obvious. Perhaps Dai Mengwei is also mixed in it, and he needs a share. Geng. Bianliang Chen Shiquan, Luoyang Yin Zong, Funiu Mountain Zou Xu and others are now forming a gang and ready to fight."

"Chen Shiquan, Yin Zong...should not beat Liu Guangshi."

"Liu Guang's soldiers are strong and strong, but on the Bianliang side, Zou Xu is a hard idea. He was a person trained by Ning Liheng. Although he said that he had rebelled, he was very skilled in training troops. Luoyang and Bianliang are now fully supporting him. The whole south of the Yellow River is close to the 40,000 people in Zou Xu's hands... They are also unable to do anything. In the past, Yin was considered the boss. Now, Zou Xu does not care about the means, just rely on the people under his control , Yin Zong and Chen Shiquan both have to call his elder brother."

Lin Zongwu nodded: "These 40,000 people, even if half of the Southwest Black Flag is powerful, I am afraid that Liu Guangshi will have a drum in his heart..."

"After receiving aid from Southwest, Liu Guangshi was not so timid. I heard in private that the Southwestern man was also instigating Liu Guangshi to fight, as if to say, he had arrested Zou Xu. He had returned to 20% of all transactions with Southwest before. So Liu Guangshi wanted Zou Xu’s head, but it was not easy to fight, and the old thing was Dai Mengwei, who colluded with Liu Guangshi in private to get the Central Plains, but in Zou Xu’s affairs, he wanted to be in the middle. Mediation, persuading Zou Xu, Yin Zong, and Chen Shiquan to surrender, and all parties to form an alliance to fight against the Southwest. So, what kind of fight will be made, it is unclear now."

Wang Nan Tuo paused: "But no matter what, in the second half of the year, it must be fighting."

Lin Zongwu nodded, and then said a few more words, and someone came in the lobby downstairs. There are a total of eight people in this group, all of whom are armed with swords, weapons, and arrogant green forests. The person headed by them is dressed in a luxurious costume, holding a long knife, a triangular eye, and a face of shame. It seems that it is local to Kunyu. Mafia characters are very familiar with the boss.

After the eight people who screamed and drank came in and looked around, the previous two tables were both locals, and they waved their brows and said hello. Only then did I see the three people upstairs, and two of them carried the knife upstairs, presumably to check whether the three "outlanders" were threatening, and the triangular eye headed was already the closest to the storyteller. Zhang Fang sat down at the table and said in his mouth: "Lao Xia, something exciting, there are women, don't keep talking about the southwest of Laozizi."

"Hey, hey..." The storyteller nodded quickly, and began to talk about a story about a green forest with heroes and heroines. The triangular eyes were quite happy. The little monk upstairs actually pursed his lips, and some grievances leaned back to eat at the table.

The two ruffians walked to the side of the square table and looked at the three people on the side. They might have wanted to find some stubble, but when they saw Wang Nantuo's fierce face, he dared not do it for a while. Seeing that these three people did not have any conspicuous weapons, Yao Yao raised his prestige and made a signal of "Don't make trouble", then turned around.

"How is Jiangnan?" Lin Zongwu asked Wang Nantuo with a smile.

"The fair party has a huge momentum, and now, in a thousand miles, the soldiers under it will already exceed one million." Wang Nantuo said, looking at Lin Zongwu, "Actually... I came here this time, it is also related to the fair party. , I want to tell you, Brother."

"I guessed you something." Lin Zongwu smiled. "You don't have to avoid anything between you and me, let's talk."

"The boss of the Fair Party is He Wen, but even though He Wen initially played the banner of the Southwest, he was not actually a black flag. This matter, Brother should know."

"I heard that he and Ning Yi actually had a discrepancy, and he said the same thing to the outside world."

"Since last year, He Wen played the banner of the Fair Party, saying that it is necessary to divide the fields, equalize the rich and the poor, and kill the landlords and gentry. It is equal for everyone. At first, it seems that there is some madness, and everyone thinks that at most it was Fang La. Yongle Chao. But in the southwest, He Wen did learn a lot of surname Ning, he took power in his hands, he disciplined, the Fair Party went to every place, counted the wealth of wealthy households, and publicly examined the wealthy Crime, but indiscriminate killing is strictly prohibited. For a year, the Fair Party swept across Jiangnan, from around Taihu Lake, to Jiangning, to Zhenjiang, and then all the way up to Xuzhou, strong and strong. The entire Jiangnan is now mostly his Now."

Lin Zongwu frowned slightly: "Tie Yan, Wu Qimei, just watch them in such a situation?"

"The people in Lin'an couldn't stop them. They had sent three soldiers and had repeated battles and defeats. Outsiders said that the people of the Fair Party are fighting for their lives, which is comparable to the Southwest."

"Then what you want to say is..."

"The fair party has a lot of momentum, mainly because the method He Wen found from the southwest is easy to use. Although he fights the rich households and divides the fields to attract profits, he also restrains the people, does not allow people to kill, and strict military laws. These things Relentlessly, but let the army under his hands be able to fight more and more on the battlefield. But this matter is so big, there are also various forces in the fair party, under He Wen is called by the outsiders as one of the "Five Tigers" Zhaonan, used to be a sub-altar master under us."

"Do you want me to do something for him?" Lin Zongwu's face gloomed.

"Brother, listen to me, Xu Zhaonan now has nearly 200,000 people under his hands, but he has always been a Manichaeist. He has always been respectful of teaching elders. This person is good at training and using troops. For a while, he talked about the Southwest. Zhou Tong used to learn from his life and left Ning Yi with a set of methods of cooperation and assault on the battlefield, and later Ning Yi combined with this method to improve and will be scolded. They are elaborately organized as so-called special soldiers, and they are specializing in assassinating leaders and decapitating generals on the battlefield.

Wang Nantuo said: "Senior brother, this so-called special forces, to put it bluntly, are those martial arts high-strength green forest people, but people with high martial arts in the past are often arrogant. Training. But now it is different. At present, Xu Zhaonan has gathered many people to train such strong soldiers. So I also told me that today’s teachers, I am afraid that only the master can only get along with the training of comparable master Zhou. The way to come. He wants to ask you to give me some advice."

He said here that the peaceful monk who had finished his meal stood up and said, "Master, uncle, let me go." I did not know what to do, and went downstairs with the rice bowl.

Wang Nantuo is trying to persuade Lin Zongwu and continue: "As I saw in Jiangnan in the past, there may not be much to deal with between He Wen and Ning Yi, like today, the southwest black flag is a first-class and powerful one, the middle momentum The huge one is Liu Guangshi. Of the few people in the east, speaking of it, there is only the Fair Party, and it has been developing today, and it is not bottomed out. I guess if one day the black flag jumped from the southwest, maybe the Central Plains Jiangnan, already The fair party's territory is up and the two sides may have a battle."

"Brother Brothers stayed in Jindi in the past, so I wouldn't say that, but since Brother Brother wanted to travel around the world with peace, Xu Zhaonan, I think I might as well take a look... Um? What are you doing?"

He talked about it here, and then found that the situation downstairs seemed to be a bit wrong. He safely held the rice bowl close to the triangle eye of the book that he was hearing. The swordsman who followed the head of the land stood up and seemed to be impatiently talking to Ping An. In other words, because it was a child, although everyone had never been like a big enemy, the atmosphere was never relaxed.

Lin Zongwu smiled: "He came here yesterday and met a man crying by the roadside. The man was taken over by a strongman and killed his family. He was also severely wounded, dying and very pitiful. Ping An ran up and asked..."

Speaking of which, the peace downstairs stumbled under the push and shoving of people, and the blood-brushed swells up to the sky, but a broken tile directly crossed the throat of the triangular eye. Afterwards, the man who shoved to safety was suddenly bleeding from the thigh, and the people almost did not react. The young monk was short and rushed directly across the two square tables from below.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

"catch him--"

"Owner--"

"Kill him kill him—"

The sound below suddenly burst.

"...As a result of the later question, the one who did the good deeds is of course the one below. He said that it was Kunyu, who was called Geng Qiu. He usually bullied males and females and killed many people. Then I heard that he I like coming to hear books recently, so it just happened."

The scene in the lobby was in chaos, and the young monk, under the cover of tables and chairs, fell down smoothly. Some people lifted up the tables and chairs and smashed them. Some people waved their swords and hacked them. For a time, the debris flew in the room, the **** smell was dazzling, and dazzling.

Wang Nantuo nodded with a smile: "It turns out this way... It seems that Ping An will be a good knight in the future."

"Is it a hero, look at himself." Fighting confusion, Lin Zongwu sighed, "You look at these people, and also say that Kunyu eats green forest rice, the three kinds of people in green forest to watch out for, women, old people , Child, there is no vigilance at all... Xu Zhaonan's humanity is really reliable?"

"It's a person who does things, although he has ambitions, but forgive him for not messing up in front of us."

"It's okay, this time when going south, if there is a way down, I'll take a look at him."

Wang Nantuo laughed: "Brother Brother and Ping An are going out of the mountains this time.

"Liu Watermelon did a poem that year," Lin Zongwu said, "When the world is out of my life, as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, I am in a hurry to talk about it, and I am so drunk in life... We are old, and the next rivers and lakes , It's safe for their generation..."

"Liu Watermelon can still write poetry?"

"This seat is also strange..."

Ping Pong Ping Ping Ping Pong, the chaos downstairs was a mess, and the second child of the shop ran upstairs to take refuge. Perhaps they wanted to tell the two to stop all this, but they dared not speak. Lin Zongwu stood up, took a piece of silver from his arms, put it on the table, lightly tapped it, and then went downstairs together with Wang Nantuo.

Ping An has rushed out of the back door of the restaurant and is missing.

The triangular eye named Geng Qiu was sitting on the seat, already dead, and several of his followers in the store were injured, and some were not injured. Someone screamed and rushed to see the fat monk and the fierce and evil Wang Nantuo. come. This is probably the heart of Geng Qiu, Lin Zongwu smiled: "Have the guts." He reached out and grabbed him, and the next person flew out, together with a gray wall next to it, they were smashed into a hole, which was slowing down. Fall slowly.

The two walked out of the restaurant not far away, and they sprang out of nowhere, and walked with them towards the pier.

*

In the afternoon, they had already boarded a bumpy ferry boat, crossed the rolling Yellow River water, and passed to the sky and earth to the south.

"Peace." Lin Zongwu summoned some excited children: "Xing Xia Zhi Yi, very happy?"

"Uh huh." Ping An nodded again and again.

"Do you know that although Geng Qiu had evil in Kunyu, but also because he was there, some people outside Kunyu didn't come in. Did you kill him today, have you ever thought about what happened to Kunyu tomorrow? kind?"

"How, how..."

"Tomorrow will start fighting. You just killed Geng Qiu today. He brought a few people in the store. You are kind-hearted and there is no real killer. But then the whole Kunyu, I don’t know how many times to fight, I don’t know how many people will die. I estimate that dozens of people must be dying, and the people living in Kunyu may also be involved. Will you be sad about this? "

"But...but I'm doing good deeds, I...I just kill Geng Qiu..."

"You killed Geng Qiu, you want to do good things. But Geng Qiu died, and dozens of people died next, even those innocent people, just like the shopkeeper and Xiao Er in the restaurant today, they may also have an accident. This is really true. Is it a good thing, and for whom?

"Then... what should I do?" He stood safely on the boat and turned his head to the bank of the Yellow River, which had been far away. "Otherwise go back...save them..."

"Turn around and go back to Kunyu, there are bad guys coming, kill them again, and run them away, it is a good way, then from today, you have to stay there, take care of these people in Kunyu, you want to stay forever Is it here?"

"Master, what do you want to say, then what should I do..." Looking at Lin Zongwu safely, in the past, this Master would always say something that was difficult for him to understand and think about. Lin Zongwu smiled at this moment.

"Geng Qiu is dead. If there is no boss here, we will fight. All yesterday evening, the teacher visited Kunyu's second-place ground snake, he was called Liang Qing. The teacher told him that at noon today, Geng Qiu will die, let him take over Geng Qiu's site sooner, so Kunyu has the boss again, and the others are slow to move, they can't fight here, don't have to die too many people. By the way, help After he was so busy, he also charged him a bit of money for the teacher. As a reward. This is what you earned, even if our teacher and apprentice went south."

He released the baggage behind his back and threw it to Ping An. His little bald head reached out and hugged him, and he was somewhat stunned. Then he smiled and said, "Master, you are all set."

"Are you happy?"

"Ok."

"But yeah, you will come back in two years, you can see, the boss here is not the one named Liang Qing, you will see that he is just like Geng Qiu, here he will continue to do prestige Fortunately, he will still bully men and women to make people ruined. Just like the poor man we saw yesterday, this poor man was hurt by Geng Qiu, and all the poor people in the future will be Liang Qing. If it is So, are you still happy?"

The monk looked at the child with a confused face, and then became aggrieved: "Master, I can't figure it out..."

"Everything works, like a dream bubble." Lin Zongwu said, "Peace, one day sooner or later, you have to think clearly, what do you want? You want to kill a bad guy, UU reads www.uukanshu.com Well, you still hope everyone can get good results, you are happy. You are still young, now you want to do good things, happy in your heart, you feel that you have only good things in your heart, even in these years in Jindi Having suffered so many things, you also feel that you are different from them. But one day in the future, you will find your sins and you will find your own evil."

He put his finger on the small chest of peace: "Here, everyone in the world has sin, good and bad, evil for good and evil, good for evil. When you see your sin clearly That day, you will slowly know what you want..."

His eyes were serious, and he looked at the child like a question and trial, and Ping An couldn't understand these words. But a moment later, Lin Zongwu smiled and touched his head.

"Think slowly, don't worry." He said, "The future rivers and lakes are yours."

Dajiang went east, and there was a bright sunshine between the world in early May.

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