Zhui Xu

In the night, far away is still the voice of the soldiers.

From afar, a lot of Greenwood people have been caught in prison cars. These people have been injured more or less, and some have been beaten and kicked. The scenery seems quite bleak. These people have fallen into such a field. Many of them are because of the strict betrayal. After he met Zhou Wei, his mood has changed greatly. This is a sight of the scene, but the tide of heart surges and the blood rises. A burst of red, white, shy, and angry.

In fact, there is not much real art transfer between Yan Yu and Zhou Wei. It is only in these years that Yan Yan is a self-disciplined Zhou Yi disciple. Even after his statement, this is his most proud thing. He had been captured by the whole family before, and the eldest son was killed. He had no choice but to compromise. After seeing Zhou Wei, I was able to put everything out of the way. It can only be said that Zhou Yi’s impression of being arrogant and straightforward made him admire this.

Like many mountains in the northern grain shortage, they used to kill people and set fire to everything. When Zhou Wei came up, he felt that he was willing to be robbed and had no resentment. In addition to the fact that they can’t beat Zhou Wei, there is indeed a reverence from the heart.

Something that happened in Zhou Wei had been reported to the camp. When he entered the camp, a young master with a gun came to greet him. His eyes were quite curious. When Zhou Wei saw the posture of his walk, he could not help but look at it more.

This is the wish that has always been with Ning Yi, his martial arts high-strength, younger generation, only slightly less Chen Fan, watermelon, Yue Fei and others, the previous time in Shandong. Zhou Wei and Ning Yi and the red-lifting meeting were far behind, and Zhu Xi and others had never seen it before, and he always felt quite sorry.

Ning Yi was writing in the fire in a small wooden shed in the camp. The screams of the surrounding green foresters are also good, resentful, or crying. Did not affect him too much. Wait until Zhou Wei and others approached. He put the brush in his hand down and got up and came over here.

"Pre-weekly, Fulu brother. It’s so good, I met again." The young scholar who wore a Tsing Yi in front of him smiled and arched his hand. "Shandong, for a few months, I can’t think of meeting the two again here. Today is really a double happiness. where."

There were some green foresters who were locked in the prison cars next to them. Some people recognized Zhou Wei and were shouting something. It was a word that Zhou Hao could make them for them. Yan Yan clenched his fists, his **** eyes stared at Ning Yi, and he seemed to be rushing to Ning Yi. Zhou Yan looked at Ning Yi for a while. I glanced around and arched my hand.

"This time, the old man, this is for the things tonight, it is not a coincidence."

"The predecessors of the week are really direct." Ning Yi laughed.

Zhou Wei is still watching the situation around him. Among those prisoners, several of them were even famous ones on the rivers and lakes. At this time, they were beaten and bruised, and they broke their feet. It’s hard to say that these people have no deep friendship with Zhou Wei, but most of them know, some people still In the prison car screamed hard: "Zhou, you don't have to ask for me, just kill the devil..."

Zhou Yan’s eyes were complicated and he sighed slightly. Next to Yan Yan Shen Sheng: "Ning Yi, I have a teacher here, you still do not repent."

"I talked to the predecessors of the week, which round got you interrupted."

The night wind whistling, the fire swayed, mixed in the **** atmosphere, and the aroma of several days and nights in the camp not far from the camp. The atmosphere has become stiff for a time, and many people are staring at the confrontation. One is the "heart" of the imperial court, and the other is the first person in the world who is almost recognized by the Green Forest. I don't know if the two sides will be in trouble at the next moment, but in any case, at least at this moment, almost everyone sees the two sides as being at the same height. It is possible to confront Zhou Wei in this way, and the demons are already deservedly devils. .

After a while, Zhou Wei spoke up.

"In the past six months, Ning Gongzi has been planning for the disasters in the north and south, and has introduced food into the disaster-stricken areas. There are countless living people and thousands of Buddhas... This matter, the people of Zhou and the North and the South have thanked them."

The old man said that he had arched his hand. In the first half of his speech, he said that he was talking to everyone around him, so that he was so stern and so wrong. They stayed close to Zhou Wei, and they saw the old man's eyes faint. I don't know if he was talking or talking. In their hearts, it is natural to have such thoughts and luck.

When Zhou Wei finished, Ning Yi also handed a hand: "The predecessors of the week are acting in the north, and the younger generation has heard it. It is quite admirable."

"The strength of the old man, after all, is limited..." I don't want to talk about it more. Zhou Wei just said this sentence briefly. His eyes swept over the people next to him, but the words were lowered, so that the next voice would only ring. In the surrounding area, it does not spread.

"Liheng is busy with disasters. In the end, he is misunderstood by ignorant people. It is inevitable that anyone will be chilled. Anyone who comes tonight is not all dirty. Some of them are really moral and just people. Blind, can not tell the true and false. These green forest people, many seemingly glamorous, actually lived very bad, what they want in their hearts, the only thing that is a face. Li Heng does not intend Kill them tonight, and if they want to meet each other in the future, they should not be insulted."

He said this and said: "The old man came all the way, originally to stop the conference, but he couldn't think of it. In the case of the night, they must be resentful to Liheng... but this matter is also It is not impossible to resolve. The old man is still a bit of a face among these people. If Li Heng is willing to let some of them innocent, the old man is willing to mediate for Li Heng, to make the truth of the matter clear to everyone, and then There are also fewer such things, how does Liheng think?"

Ning Yi listened quietly and laughed at this time: "It sounds like killing them tonight is also a good way."

"Is Liheng doing this?"

Among the night and the fire, Zhou’s words are not friendly. In fact, the two sides have traveled twice, and most of them are such attitudes. At this time, listening to Zhou Wei’s words of half-quality and half-warning, Ning Yi smiled and spread his hand to the side.

"Pre-week, Fulu brothers, the two came from afar, probably hungry. Here are the noodles, eat a bowl and say... you guys..." He smiled at the people around him, "Okay, again Not to fight. Don't be so nervous. To do your thing, I want a bowl of noodles."

Weekly personality is straight. Obviously, I don't like Ning Yi's way of opening the subject, but now I have to follow the past, and Yan Yan also goes to the camp side with them. A few pots of noodles over there were prepared for the day and night of the camp, until someone came over. The doubts in his heart have been completely suppressed, and he gnawed his teeth: "Master, what you said... is it true?"

Zhou Yan looked serious and swept him: "The grain shortage that started last year was caused by large grain households. If there is no Ninggongzi to cooperate with the right-hand government to organize grain merchants, the North and the South are now full of hungry people and people are not living! If he does not block the big family's financial roads, those people will arbitrarily let go of things and incite you to do things."

"But..." Yan Yu hesitated. "If he is really a good person, why not directly put the food on the disaster? It is necessary to sell the food price as high..."

"If there is no benefit, who will transport the grain into the disaster area! There are several people who are willing to put food for free!" Zhou looked at him with a glance. "You are so angry and angry, you can have transported food to the disaster area to save people! You can go Putting food in the disaster area!?"

The old man pointed to the prisoner: "Those people!?"

"I wait... I don't want to... the danger of swearing..." Yan Yan lowered his head, the whole face had already turned red, and the blood vessels on his forehead swelled. He also knew that Zhou Wei said that it was not the words of imaginary and venomous snakes. When I looked up and looked at Ning Yi, I saw that Ning Yi was taking a bowl of noodles from the side and handed it to Zhou Wei, and then handed it to Fu Lu. The scene of the death of the son, the whole family was caught in front of the eyes, but I could not think of a good person in front of me. He has already had some remorse at this time, but some grief and anger have also come up.

"That...what is my family?" He talked hard to Ning Yi. "You put them! I... I will plant..."

Ning Yi looked at him with a bowl of noodles and then handed it over: "You want too?"

"What about my family?"

"I will tell you when I eat bowl noodles."

Yan Yan did not pick up the face: "You put them... I, I will never pursue this matter... I will plant what you want -"

He said that the voice was getting louder and louder. At the moment when the voice was the highest, Ning Yi’s eyes flashed a fierce look. A bowl of face smashed toward Yan Yan’s face, and Fu Lu stood closer. Reached out and grabbed the bottom of the bowl. But he also had noodles in his hand at this time, and he could only pick up one hand to pick it up. The soup in the bowl was smashed on the face and body of Yan Yan. Yan Yan was tempted to take a step and clenched his fists. I had to rush over, and a few squats around me stood up, and I wished that I was close, and clenched the pistol in my hand.

Ning Yi stared at him, and he was partial of indifference: "Strict Master, what's wrong with you... You didn't look like this last night..."

"you……"

"You saw it in the predecessors of the week." Ning Yi spread his hand. "Be a good person to stay in the line. I will meet you in the future. Master Zhou can also tell me and clarify for me. I can be respected like a good person. But What about it? Your disciple, when he thinks that I am a wicked person, I kill his son and grab his family. He doesn’t even dare to let him go. Now he thinks I am a good person, thinking that I am scaring him, suddenly He has the courage to speak with me."

Ning Yi smiled and took a bowl of noodles: "Because he thinks that a good man will definitely not kill his family. Even if I kill his son in front of him, he will still feel that I will not do more. Excessive. You are clarifying for me for the predecessors of the week. Yes, there are a few people who want to kill me, but they will also feel that I need their understanding. Will they fail to kill me one day? I will expect me to know what they mean to them?"

"Good people can't live, the predecessors of the week." Ning Yi ate. "Good people have concerns, care, bottom line, real wicked people, will look down on them, just like your disciple's thoughts, when he found out that I am a good person. At that moment, he suddenly... not respecting me very much. Unfortunately, he made a mistake."

He shook his head: "These people who came today, the old man who had just called the hardest, the predecessor of Zhou, he collected 1,500 silver to promote this, you really care if I care. Who are the dead? The wicked people are in groups, and the good people are always the rabble. They can be shaken for the sake of a moment, they can die for people, but they can't do things. Your disciples are no longer afraid of me because I am a good person. I feel that I am better off. You see, why should I leave a line for them? I don’t care about their revenge, I want my family to be broken. No matter how good or bad people are. I want their family to die."

Zhou Yan looked serious and did not speak. Yan Yan’s face was already red for a while, his tone softened: “This... this thing... I was wrong...”

Ning Yi looked at him up and down, then pointed his fingers at the noodles that hung on him and fell to the ground: "Your face is cold, eat noodles. After eating. I tell you where your family is."

Yan Yan’s face instantly rose again, and the other party simply did not leave any feelings and continued to insult him. Next to Zhou Wei and Fu Lu's face is also somewhat hesitant, after all, I feel that it is not necessary to humiliate a person to this extent. People in the rivers and lakes are nothing more than a knife. But after a while. After all, they didn't open their mouths, and they looked at Ning Yi with stern eyes. They grabbed the noodles on their clothes and sent them to their mouths. Then they squatted and grabbed the noodles on the ground and stuffed them into their mouths.

Whether there is anything before. With this scene, the two are almost dead.

It’s just that Ning Yi doesn’t seem to care about it. He eats noodles himself, and he is also looking at this scene with great interest. Soon after, he ate the noodles and handed the dishes to the people behind him. He smiled and said: "Your family, all dead."

Yan Yanzheng was kneeling on the ground, putting noodles and sand into his mouth, chewing on Ning Yi while chewing, as if he wanted Ning Yi to see his determination, but he heard this sentence, he was the whole person. It is stuck there.

"A few days ago, I died." Ning Yi turned his head and smiled and repeated. "On the night of killing your son and forcing you to cooperate, I will kill your whole family and know me. Why don't you leave a line for it, because I didn't intend to give you a living. Isn't this a clear thing? You taught a stupid son, I killed him in front of you, you certainly can't swallow this breath, of course I To kill your family... Let's put you down, oh... you still think I am a good person?"

"Oh..." Ning Yi smiled, his eyes were cold, and the sternness in front of him turned into a beast in a blink of an eye. His mouth made a meaningless voice, and then "ah--" Ning Yi swooped over here. Next to Folu suddenly grabbed his shoulder and said: "You wait! Calm!"

But at this moment, where there is a slight calmness in Yan Yan, he struggled and struggled with tears. Ning Yi stood in a few steps and looked at it all. The mouth said cool words: "Wow. Oh...he can't calm down, give up treatment...you look, your eyes are red...you don't wait, there are noodles in your mouth...you won't be killed by noodles..."

Zhou Wei looked at it all. After a while, it seemed that he was aware of something and he began to bow his head. After a while, some people came from afar outside the camp. A child who was walking in the forefront called out: "Hey." Yan Yan was suddenly and stiff, and some people cried and shouted "Xiang Gong."

"just-!" Ning Yi went to Yan Yan, "Just kidding." The voice fell, and he slammed his foot on the stern stomach and kicked him out. Yan Yan rolled a few laps on the ground before stopping. In the fire, the figure of the scholar came in indifference.

Ning Yi leaned down and grabbed the hair of his back, and his cold eyes looked at him: "I think you must understand, are you?"

Yan Yan blinked and did not dare to look at him again. Ning Yi shook his head: "The next time it must be true." After this sentence is finished, the hand that grabbed his hair slammed, and the strict body rolled out more than a meter on the ground, and the head was on the ground. I licked it and rubbed it.

When turning around, only Ning Yi went straight to the back of Zhou Wei and others, and the night wind blew, and the clothes hunted. The forty-year-old martial arts tycoon was no longer able to have the courage to seek revenge. He just climbed up hard and watched his family approach him.

Contact with Zhou Wei did not take much time later. The two people who have reached the top in the self-realm have no common language because of their different styles of acting. Some actions and styles, even if they can be understood, do not mean that they can be accepted. Therefore, when the person settled Zhou Xi’s master and servant nearby, Ning Yi could not help but patted the head: “Ah, it’s still hard to let this old man like me...”

The purpose of Zhou Wei’s coming is indeed for good intentions. This can be understood by a few words, but even so, there is not much compromise and shake between the two. Zhou Wei still does not agree with his own style of doing things, but he chose not to persuade, it is already a great concession.

Of course, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said goodbye to Ning Yi, after seeing that it was not clear, this evening, Zhou Yu, who stayed in the nearby courtyard, invited Tian Donghan to greet his recent situation and then follow his own way. Keep doing things.

"...how to deal with this matter, your family has your own way of doing things. If you do anything, you can deter some of them, but it is useful to be able to convince a group of people. After leaving this place, I will go. Meet some prestigious Greenwood people and let them clarify as much as possible about the disaster relief. This matter does not have to be told by your host. I want to help him, and I want to save the lives of some reckless people. Ability and character, most of the people who find him, can't get better, this can be a little less, it's better..."

"As for those behind the scenes that your family said, I will try to check it out. If it is true, I will naturally find them. I can't spare these people. Most of your family thinks that I am obsolete, and I think he is proud of Menglang. But he is the real person who does the real thing, and although I am old, I will not be the mediocrity of doing things all day long..."

"In addition, I see the pattern of your actions. There are some traces that I thought of in my early years. I haven’t made much progress in the small array that I want to use in the past few years, but if it is used to guard the home, it is a master of the three or five. Striving for a long time, but some ideas are available. I will write it down tonight. He is a person who can do practical things for the people. These things are the little power of the old man..."