MTL - Faraway Wanderers-Chapter 9 In the forest

Tai Jing Zhao Jing, known as Akiyama Swordsman, is a generation of famous knights.

Before Zhou Zishu had arrived in Taihu Lake, he was still looking forward to seeing the famous Wu Lin name in person in the future, especially when he heard that the only son and master of Huashan Yu Tianjie, the only son in charge of Huashan, Broken Sword Villa Zhuang Mu Yunge, Cyclops Jiang Che and others were also in Zhao's house.

The identities and backgrounds of these people are as many treasures in Zhou Zishu's heart—to prevent those who are guilty of martial arts, the skylight has a separate storehouse. All those who have been named in the rivers and lakes in the past fifty years are included in their lives and events.

For example, Zhou Zishu knew that the heroic Qiushan swordsman Zhao Jing had been expelled from his home when he was young, so he was impoverished, and as a bounty, he had done something similar to that of the phantom Qin Song, and changed back after 27 years old. His real name was Zhao Jing, who took the only daughter of the Feng family in Taihu Lake, and used his skirt to trace his life. He also secretly hunted down those who knew his past. The Zhao family recognized him again.

For example, Yu Tianjie, the most famous young man at the moment, is said to have had an affair with a girl from Emei, and then abandoned it. He told the girl to take the fetus for three months and kill herself in the room—of course, the girl ’s love Deeply, never giving out who the adulterer is.

Mrs. Zhou Zishu knew what these people were talking about, so she became more interested. Besides, she couldn't help Zhang Chengling begging and stayed with him for a night at the Zhao family.

No matter what Zhao Jing did, right now he really has some heroes. He doesn't look down on Zhou Zishu because he has three steps and shakes his shabby honor. After all, he has some knowledge. When he heard Zhang Chengling crying, he knew This was a difficult road, so naturally he had doubts about Zhou Zishu's history.

After the two had settled down that day, after bathing and changing clothes and having enough food and drink, Zhao Jing called Zhang Chengling to the study and listened to him for details of what happened.

Zhang Chengling was a child, and it was so easy to see his loved ones. Naturally, he had no idea what he said. Many things he did n’t understand. Zhao Jing was frightened when he heard it. After thinking for a long time, he could n’t help asking: “What is that hero Zhou? Do you know the details? "

Zhang Chengling honestly told what happened in the deserted temple that day.

Zhao Jing narrowed his eyes, scratched his beard, and comforted him a few more words before telling Zhang Chengling to go to rest.

However, Zhou Zishu got to know Zhang Chengling as a child for a few days. He knew that although he had grown up spoiled and grew up, he was a little child, but he was also a good boy. He had a good heart and could endure hardships. It is estimated that Zhao Jing's old fox told him to speak, and he could sell himself cleanly in a few words-and he probably did not realize it.

A secret smile in his heart-either Zhou Su or Zhou Zishu, these years are invisible. Or knowledgeable and well-connected people faintly know that there is a group of people called "skylights", but no one knows who the leader of the skylight is.

It is "Master Zhou", but it is only named as a small general and is responsible for the dispatch of the guards in the big men. In the eyes of those big men, it is a character worthy of tying but not in the eyes.

Sure enough, starting the early morning of the second day, Zhou Zishu suddenly became the first freshly baked cilantro in Zhaojiazhuang, Taihu Lake. Without leaving the small yard where he lived, the visitors would be endless.

He had no choice but to start buying and selling--

Oh, heroine Zhao, for a long time, it was a pleasure to see Zhen Rong San Sheng. It ’s better to see it all ... Where is the teacher? Hey, nothing more than a nameless pawn.

Oh, Qian Qian, for a long time, I had the pleasure of seeing Rong Sansheng for life. In the next name Huahuazi, is there any person who is not born, no no no, it is not a beggar, where can you stand up to be a beggar? Anonymous ...

Oh, Lord Sun, for a long time, it was a pleasure to see Zhen Rong San Sheng. It is better to see it in a hundred words ... You should have never heard of it, an unknown little puppet, not enough.

Oh, Lord Li, for a long time, it ’s a good luck to see Zhen Rong Sansheng. It ’s better to see it all ... No, no, I do n’t have a personal relationship with that hero Li, I ca n’t help but see the unevenness. Martial? No, there is only one unnamed soldier, not enough, not enough.

In the evening, Zhou Zishu's face was already smiling a little stiffly, and he rubbed it for a while before rubbing it back. He deeply felt that if he went on like this, there was a danger of a stroke, and he planned to leave.

In terms of obsessiveness about other people's private affairs, the heroes in Jianghu are actually very similar to the eight women in the market. They ca n’t wait to cut their heads and drill into the cracks in the door. They blink with fire and golden eyes. They have to see through you. .

The one who said that I came from the Eight Schools, who can be my master, who can say, oh, long, long, long ago, in the early years of the uncle and the respected master, this is a relationship.

Otherwise, it is the non-ethnic race and the character of it, which will be a long-term investigation.

It ’s night, the moon phase is at a low point, and midnight, Zhou Zi opens his eyes comfortably. He lay down before dark. At this moment, the Qiqiao Sanqiu nails began to attack. It is not serious. I don't care much.

He got up, hesitated, and felt rather rude not to say goodbye, so he left two notes, one for Zhang Chengling, and wrote: Qingshan does not change green water. After writing, I felt very proud, and found that I have become more and more popular, and then rolled out another one, leaving Zhao Jing with a sentence: Thank you for your hospitality.

Pressing under the teapot, she fluttered to the roof.

A little civet cat was walking along the tiles silently on the roof. It just felt a shadow flashing in front of it, paused alertly, stared at it with big eyes and looked around, but when it saw everything, it was quite He tilted his head in confusion, then ran towards the kitchen.

Zhou Zishu left Zhaojiazhuang quietly, thinking that no one was alarmed. Who knew that someone in Zhaoxiaozhuang, a grove less than a mile away, seemed to have expected it, and was already there waiting for him.

At a glance, Zhou Zishu turned two heads at a glance, and saw Wen Kexing hugged his fist with a smile: "Well, Brother Zhou, it ’s a coincidence. It seems that you and I are not close friends. I met each other several times in three months. "

Zhou Zishu also smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, brother Wen."

Mind-Qiao a ghost, plague god.

As soon as he tilted his head without seeing Gu Xiang, he asked with a smile: "Why don't you see Gu Girl?"

Wen Kexing said very directly: "That girl is hindering her hands and feet, and her feet are slow. With her following her, I am afraid that I will not see your lordly creature ... big man."

With a smile on his face, Zhou Zishu stared at Wen Kexing, half a moment before he said: "If the district is not only a big man, what about the ancient monk of Changming Mountain, the poisonous king of Guanyin Hall of the South China Sea, and the host of Qingzhuling?"

Wen Kexing gave him a meaningful look and said, "The ancient monk didn't ask about the world, but just wanted to cultivate the immortal. The poison king is said to have entered the rivers and lakes, and his traces are hard to find. Can it be counted as two people? "

Then the two looked at each other and smiled.

Zhou Zishu took the lead to look away and said, "Zhou is just a passing road, why do you all stare at me?"

However, Wen Kexing seemed to meet an old friend by accident, saying slowly: "Since this is so, the scenery of Taihu Lake is well-known in the distance. Why didn't Brother Zhou live in the Zhao family for a few more days? ? "

Zhou Zishu said: "The scenery of Taihu Lake has already been appreciated one or two in the future, so I do n’t have to bother much. I am afraid Zhao has a lot of troubles. A small figure in Zhou, there is not much skill, and has nothing to do with Zhao. Live with them and die. "

He paused and added: "Escort Master Zhang Xiao, but only by virtue and good deeds. After a hundred years, I met Yan Wang and suffered less cramps, so I was content."

"Accumulate good deeds." Wen Kexing repeated again, nodding in agreement, "Yes, Brother Zhou is really like-minded people like me, and Wen-min has always been like-minded beauty, so we can see ..."

When Zhou Zishu heard the words "visible from this" in his mouth, he felt that a neurite on his temple jumped out, and then he interrupted. Suddenly, there was a scream from far away in the forest behind Wen Kexing .

They paused at the same time.

Later, I saw Wen Kexing pointing behind him and asked, "Look, like-minded people, the opportunity to build morality and goodness is here again."

Zhou Zishu hesitated for a moment, but still flew away in the direction of the voice, but said helplessly: "Brother Wen, eye disease is a big deal, it is right to find a doctor early."

Wen Kexing followed closely behind, Zhou Zishu's light work has almost reached the point where the snow can be traced, but this person seems to maintain a distance of about three feet with him effortlessly. Ordinary people usually do not speak at this time in case they lose their anger, but he indifferently said: "Yes, Brother Zhou is right. If there is an opportunity, he must visit a few famous doctors and heal them well. As I get older, my eyes become worse and worse, even now I can't see the flaws in Brother Zhou's face, ashamed and ashamed. "

Zhou Zishu very much wanted him to never need those "more and more bad eyes".

Just thinking about it, knowing yourself and not knowing one another, the reason and self-control of the former skylight leader will never do such unreliable things.

The two walked very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they entered the deep forest, and then saw a body.

The man was dressed in night clothes, but the mask on his face had fallen aside, his eyes widened, and his death was terrible. At a glance, Zhou Zishu felt that this person was very familiar, so he leaned down and looked carefully, and couldn't help frowning: "Isn't this ... the Broken Sword Villa Zhuang Mu hero?"

In the daytime, he was still tired of talking in his room for half an hour of nonsense, and he did not expect to be a night owl like him at night, and unfortunately became a dead night owl.

Wen Kexing also came up, rubbed his chin with interest, and asked, "Moon night, night clothes, is it possible ..."

Zhou Zishu turned his head and prepared to listen to his talk.

I only listened to Wen Kexing's high argument: "This Mu owner came out to pick flowers?"

Zhou Zishu turned back expressionlessly, consciously determined.

There was no blood on Mu Yunge's body, but his lips were a little blue. Zhou Zishu thought for a moment and gently opened his placket, only to see a black palm print on this man's chest.