On the big bed of a farmer in a mountain village in Zhujuan Kingdom, Wu Gen was holding a package on his chest, with a silly smile on his face from time to time.
Wu Mo squatted on the edge of the kang, smoking his pipe. Shui Congyue was leaning against the darkened wall, with her right leg curled up, quietly reading a book, and her other arm was wrapped in a thick white cloth.
It had been five days since they left Feiyunmen, and the three of them had traveled day and night to escape to this remote place. Although the attack on Feiyun Sect was not fully successful this time, Feiyun Sect will shrink completely within at least ten years. The strength of the backbone has been lost too much, almost broken, and it is difficult to compete with others.
After this incident, three people were also injured to varying degrees. Needless to say, Wu Gen competed with Sect Master Qi for soul power and was almost defeated by him, but it was good that he didn't become a fool.
However, after Wu Mo scored one point from Feiyunmen, Wu Gen immediately resurrected with full health. As the saying goes, drinking makes people bold, while money makes poor people more popular. In the world, only money can relieve worries.
This time Wu Gen received one hundred thorn jade, twenty jade jade, and even one jade jade. Looking at the purple-colored Yao Yu, Wu Gen suddenly became more energetic. In an instant, he was so full of energy that he could defeat ten more Qi Sect Leaders.
Since he couldn't practice Qi, Wu Gen didn't want most of those magic weapons and gave them to Shui Congyue and Wu Mo. All that was left was a moon-white neon dress embroidered with Chuhe Bishui, a wide-brimmed cyan belt, and a pair of light red brocade shoes.
After hearing Wu Mo say that this was a set of dharma robes that could resist the attacks of cultivators, Wu Gen happily accepted it. In addition, even if I asked for a small green gourd, I couldn't see it having any function, but it was more convenient for holding wine.
As for whom to give the clothes to, Wu Mo was curious and asked again and again.
Shui Congyue was also seriously injured. He was hit by a sword, especially Qing He's combo, and his arm and bones were broken. He was the most seriously injured among the three. However, he was very satisfied and seemed to have made another breakthrough.
Shui Congyue had a temperament that would rather die than retreat. Wu Gen suspected that he deliberately clashed with powerful enemies in order to seek a breakthrough between life and death. It's just that this approach may often lead to death. A single oversight may lead to death, but he needs to be persuaded. As the saying goes, a gentleman cannot always stand on the wall.
As for Wu Mo, although the old guy was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, he was actually fighting for his life by leaping again and again. At that time, it was not obvious that the battle was intense, but when it stopped, he coughed non-stop.
"Although this robbery of cultivators brings in money quickly, it can't cure the root cause." Wu Mo suddenly sighed quietly.
Wu Gen and Shui Congyue were both stunned, and turned to look at each other, wondering why the old guy was so sentimental.
After blowing his pipe and pot, Wu Mo looked a little sad, "We can destroy one Feiyun Sect, and there are hundreds of Feiyun Sects. With the strength of the three of us, even if we die from exhaustion, we still can't shake the cultivator Ling Yu." The majestic momentum above everyone’s heads.”
Wu Gen also sat up with the package in his arms and sighed, "This is how the world is. Between nobles and common people, between strangers and mortals, it has long been established, and everyone in the world has agreed that it should be natural. If there is no external chaos or internal trouble, In the event of an outbreak, it is almost impossible to break this order.
The current plan is that we can only disturb the water like catfish in a pond or monkeys in a herd of horses, making the horses restless, and slowly building a general trend. At the very least, let those strangers restrain themselves. "
Shui Congyue put down the book in his hand and said calmly: "The desires of powerful people are like fierce fire, and their power is like burning flames. They are used to using their power arbitrarily, how can they be willing to give up even half of it."
If we don't blow some cool breath, the flames will surely burn the world. The actions of the three of us today will not help the general situation, but we can do whatever we can. Sooner or later, a single spark can spread across the prairie fire.
From now on, we must not only punish those who behave badly, but also promote martial arts. Only by taking a two-pronged approach can the situation be slightly improved. "
Knowing that something cannot be done but doing it is a great man in ancient times.
Next, the three of them preached the Yi Sutra everywhere while harassing the practicing sects. Gradually, they got the nickname "Zhu Juan Three Ghosts" in the world.
As time goes by, things become more and more difficult, and all the sects of cultivation have obviously strengthened their precautions. The smaller sects have even closed their gates, while the larger sects have also restrained themselves a lot, shrinking their power to consolidate the sect, and the nuisance to Li Shu has been reduced a lot. .
The royal family of Zhujuan Kingdom finally issued an official edict to apprehend the three ghosts, and wanted orders were posted everywhere. Nowadays, whenever three people are seen traveling together in various places, they are carefully investigated. This has caused many people to be arrested, and there is even a saying that "three people cannot travel".
Several major sects in the country also abandoned their previous suspicions and sent strong players to form a joint defense, while smaller sects provided money and materials to seek protection.
On this day, on the country road in the early morning, a salesman walked hurriedly, wearing a huge bamboo hat on his head, looking around as he walked.
At this time, the sky has entered autumn, the autumn wind is rustling, the morning dew is slightly cool, and the grass and trees in the wilderness have a hint of defeat. This person was wrapped tightly, but he looked like he couldn't stand the autumn cold.
This salesman was none other than Wu Gen, and the police were very strict these days. The three of them agreed on a meeting place, separated from each other, and pretended to be alone.
This time Wu Gen went to a place called Zhige Mountain, where he planned to meet up with Wu Mo and Shui Congyue.
After passing the village, Zhige Mountain in the distance is faintly green, winding to both sides. Wu Gen breathed a sigh of relief, took out the green gourd and took a sip of wine. Finally, he was almost there.
Along the way, his right eyelid twitched, and Wu Gen felt a little uneasy. Carrying the burden, I walked to a hillside. The scenery here was excellent. Guifu was born, Jianjia was green-headed, and the surrounding forests were dyed. In the mirror-blue sky, a few southern geese flew by from time to time.
Wu Gen was lying on a huge blue stone, his face covered with a bamboo hat, his legs raised to the sky, a piece of withered grass in his mouth, his mind had already flown far away.
Robbery in the Zhujuan Kingdom is becoming more and more dangerous. Besides, the three of them are sending their mind scriptures all the way. If they continue like this, they will be chased sooner or later. new
The autumnal equinox is approaching, and it’s time to give up.
Is the girl sitting alone by the window amidst the chirping of cicadas still troubled by the students’ typos? Are there still delicate hands caressing the remaining willows beside Pipa Lake? In such a bleak autumn, who can make the waves between his brows calm? The chill was getting colder, and no one helped her stop the west wind.
Such a bleak autumn mood aroused the young man's emotions. Just thinking about it is like a prairie fire, out of control, and I wish I could fly back.
Wu Gen suddenly became a little impatient. When he saw Wu Mo and Shui Congyue again this time, he had to return to Zhao as soon as possible. Even if the giant beast King Jinchun was still looking at him eagerly, he could not block his return.
While I was thinking wildly, there was a sound of bells in the distance. He lifted up his bamboo hat and saw two old men riding donkeys, walking towards here laughing and talking.
The donkey flicked its tail briskly, and the bell under its neck echoed the sound. When passing by Wu Gen, the two old men just glanced at him and continued moving forward.
Wu Gen didn't pay attention. During this solar term, many people climbed high to enjoy the autumn, and he met many people along the way. According to the Qi-gazing technique taught by Wu Mo, these two old men had a calm aura and were probably not practitioners. They were probably some old Confucian who came out to play while the weather was nice.
After collecting his thoughts, Wu Gen continued walking towards Zhige Mountain. When passing by a sunny slope, I saw the two old men again. They were playing chess and drinking wine on a bluestone table. There was only a plate of green plums beside them.
Wu Gen didn't understand the theory of chess, but he actually found it annoying that these elegant people would travel so far just to play a bad chess game. Besides, even the common people know that peaches and apricots hurt people, and people are buried under plum trees. These two people were eating plums in the autumn wind. Aren't they the old people drinking poison?
However, the wines of these two people were quite good. With Wu Gen's nose that had been drinking for many years, he could tell that they were at least twenty years old.
They are all good drinkers. When the two old men saw this, they smiled and said, "Brother, why bother traveling so hard when you have such beautiful scenery to accompany you? Why don't you come over and have a drink."
Wu Gen rubbed his hands and said with a shy look, "It's disturbing the two old men's enjoyment. In this way, wine and food are not enough. The younger one will serve some simple food to go with the wine so that the two of you can barely eat." He took out some from the burden. Dried meat, peanuts, etc. are placed on the stone slab. These are all prepared by pretenders to avoid suspicion.
"Okay. Come on, come on, it seems that I am also a good drinker, let's try this pear blossom." An old man in ocher clothes took out a coarse porcelain bowl, took the wine jar and poured it full.
The wine is refreshing and the aroma is mellow but not overpowering. It is indeed a good wine. Wu Gen raised the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. His eyes couldn't help but shine. As soon as the wine entered his belly, it was soft and smooth, like a gurgling clear spring soaking into his limbs and bones, transparent and inseparable.
Remain.
"Good wine." Wu Gen had never drank such good wine before. He wiped his mouth and shamelessly put the bowl on the table.
Another old man in gray clothes laughed loudly, "It turns out that I am still a greedy monkey. Okay, let's drink with this bad old man opposite. Just like this autumn, the more you drink, the more dead you will become. , it’s not as easy as a young man like you.”
With wine as a matchmaker, the three of them quickly became familiar with each other.
The old man said, "Let's raise a glass to invite the end of autumn, Xiao Xiao and Shi."
Wu Gen raised his bowl and shouted, "A big river has wide waves. Pick up this cup and let's drink it."
The old man said again, "The universe is great in the wine, and the sun and moon are long in the pot."
Wu Gen was not to be outdone, "If you have deep feelings, you will feel stuffy in one mouthful; if you have shallow feelings, you will lick it; if you have thick feelings, you will not drink enough."
The autumn breeze was getting cooler, and the three of them were all enjoying themselves, shouting and shouting, putting their arms around each other and calling themselves brothers.
When it comes to the end, we say farewell reluctantly, which feels like a long-lasting friendship.
After parting ways with the two of them, Wu Gen took advantage of his drunkenness to open his clothes and walk along the mountain road. When we arrived at the top of Zhige Mountain, it was already afternoon. Seeing no one around, we simply lay down and took a nap.
In the middle of the night, a person came from the mountain road. It was Shui Congyue. He changed into a young man's attire and led a horse. There was a halberd hanging beside the horse.
"How?" Shui Congyue asked.
"The investigation became more and more intense along the way. It is obvious that the royal family of Zhujuan Kingdom has become really angry. Moreover, there are many fewer practitioners in the places we passed. It seems that we should be more cautious in our future actions." Wu Gen frowned a little. Zhan, they have been investigating all these days, and the situation no longer allows the three of them to attack again.
After a while, Wu Mo also arrived here. When the three people talked about their respective situations, they found that they were quite similar.
what to do? After they looked at each other, Wu Gen spoke first, "The current situation makes it difficult to do anything anymore. It's better to stay away for the time being in order to do something again in the future."
Shui Congyue and Wu Mo nodded sadly, and after some discussion, Wu Gen was planning to return to Zhao Kingdom, Shui Congyue was planning to return to Huanjiang City to see how Chu Ji was doing, and Wu Mo was continuing his travels.
After the discussion was completed, the three of them solemnly handed over their hands. They said goodbye today. They were far apart and didn't know when they would be able to meet again. They all looked at each other with reluctance. They were all close friends of life and death, there was no such thing as singing and crying or holding hands with tears in their eyes, they just said goodbye lightly.
Waving their hands, the three of them walked in three directions.
Brother, take care.
Wu Gen said silently in his heart.
After walking more than ten steps, a chuckle suddenly rang out, "The three ghosts who are famous in Zhu Juan turned out to be like this. They fell apart today, and I'm afraid we'll have to see each other again in the future."
Wu Gen was startled when he saw a person slowly appearing on the top of the mountain where a huge rock was originally. At the same time, a big tree beside the mountain road swayed gently and turned into a person.
The two of them looked at Wu Gen and others with smiles on their faces.
"Little brother, we meet again." One of them greeted Wu Gen. He was the red-faced old man in gray who had just had a drinking fight with Wu Gen.
