Xue Wuhen said humbly: "Brother Zhuge's translation is extremely accurate. I would also like to ask, how did Zhuangzi write Xiaoyaoyou?"
"Oh, Xiaoyaoyou? This is an article written by Zhuangzi during the Warring States Period. It has been passed down through the ages and has profound meaning, but it is not easy to remember! Can I give it a try?"
Zhuge Changfeng thought for a moment and then chanted: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng."
The Peng's back is thousands of miles away, and it flies away in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky. It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to Nanming.
Nan Ming is also Tianchi. Those who are harmonious are also those who are eccentric. Xie Zhi said: "Peng migrates to Nanming. The water hits three thousand miles, and the one who surges up ninety thousand miles, and the one who goes to rest in six months..."
After reciting Zhuangzi's Happy Journey, Xue Wuhen wrote many articles and poems for Zhuge Changfeng to recite.
What surprised Xue Wuhen was that whether it was Tang poems and Song lyrics, or the works of various scholars, Qu Yuan Sao, Xiangru Fu, Sima Shi, Su Xin's poems, etc., or even unofficial biographies, as long as Xue Wuhen could publish Zhuge Changfeng was able to answer the questions fluently and recite them one by one, just like holding a book and reading them out one by one!
At this time, Xue Wuhen was finally convinced. He bowed his hands to Zhuge Changfeng and said, "Brother Zhuge is quick in thinking and well-spoken. He indeed has a photographic memory. I admire him very much!"
Zhuge Changfeng said modestly: "Where is it? It's just a small skill, it doesn't count as a skill. Brother Wuhen's martial arts is superb, that's the real skill!"
Xue Wuhen also said humbly: "Brother Zhuge, don't say that. Chinese culture is brilliant, ancient and modern poems are as bright as stars, but I only know the names of some poems, but I can't memorize them, but you can memorize them one by one. After reciting it, Brother Zhuge is extremely talented and talented, and I sincerely admire him!"
The two were complimenting each other, when a boy in Tsing Yi with fine features and fine bones walked in and reported to Zhuge Changfeng: "Sir, I found out a piece of news. Wang Hushan, the lord of Maplewood City, wants to kill someone at the execution ground of Maplewood City. Got it!"
Suddenly hearing the words Wang Hushan, execution ground, and killing, it was as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on his head. Xue Wuhen trembled all over. He pulled the boy in green and asked, "Little brother, you said Wang Hushan was going to be there." Someone was killed in the execution ground? Who was killed?"
The boy in green looked at him and said in a crisp voice: "I heard that the people to be killed are called Guan Yun..., oh, no, they seem to be called Guan Wenchang and Zhang Fei... De, right?..."
Before the boy finished speaking, Xue Wuhen asked impatiently: "Little brother, do you know when the execution will be carried out? Tell me quickly!"
The boy in green touched the back of his head, as if he was thinking about the date. After thinking for a while, he said, "It seems to be February 17th, well... that's today. I heard that the execution will be carried out at noon, so I'm going to kill someone!"
"Huh? February 17th?"
Xue Wuhen was shocked and exclaimed: "Seventeenth, the day of death! A bad sign!"
While screaming, Feng Feng Huohuo walked out. Lu Zilong stopped him and said, "Brother Xue, where are you going?"
Xue Wuhen was worried about Zhang Qin'er's safety, so she said angrily: "You know what you are asking, why rush back to save people!"
Lu Zilong asked back: "Maplewood City is thousands of miles away from Wollongong. Is it too late for you to rush back now? Even a horse that travels a thousand miles a day will take several days. There is no point in rushing. Why don't you think of a way?! "
Xue Wuhen blamed him for bringing him to Wollongong so that the distant water could not relieve the nearby fire and could not save his sworn brother. After hearing Lu Zilong's words, he said angrily: "I have to rush even if I can't make it in time. How can I wait here? At noon As soon as we arrive, all my brothers will be killed!"
Lu Zilong never expected that Wang Hushan would kill Zhang Qin'er and the others so soon. No wonder Xue Wuhen was angry and said sheepishly: "Brother Xue, I'm sorry. I originally wanted to invite Senior Brother Zhuge and we can go rescue your brother together. How did you know that Wang Hushan would kill someone so soon, hey!"
Xue Wuhen is a reasonable person. When he saw what he said, Xue Wuhen said: "Hey, Brother Lu, it's not your fault. You were doing it for our own good. It's just that Wang Hushan's actions were too fast. No one expected it!”
At this time, Zhuge Changfeng, who had been watching with cold eyes, spoke, and only heard him say: "Brother Wuhen, your brotherly love is so deep and touching. Especially the sworn bond between the three in Taoyuan is even more admirable!
Alas, forget it, I will go out to help you! "
Xue Wuhen also knew that it was too late to come a long way, but when he saw what he said, he was still very grateful and said: "In that case, let's set off quickly! Even if we can't save my three brothers, it's better to go back and collect their bodies. Lest they die in the wilderness!
At the same time, I also killed Wang Hushan’s grandson and the three Qishan monsters to avenge my brothers! "
Xue Wuhen was anxious and wanted to go out, but Zhuge Changfeng said calmly: "What's the hurry? Just wait a moment!"
Xue Wuhen thought he had something important to do, so he said, "Brother Zhuge, what are you waiting for? Do you want to get something?"
Zhuge Changfeng said slowly and calmly: "I have to take some things with me after traveling thousands of miles. I need to take some clothes and luggage with me and return to Mount Emei after I'm done!"
Oh, who are these people? It's so urgent, is he still in the mood to do those mother-in-law and mother-in-law things? Xue Wuhen almost flew into a rage, but when they met for the first time, everyone was not very familiar with each other, so it was not easy for him to get angry.
But he still said angrily: "Brother Zhuge, rescuing people is like putting out fires. We are so desperate. I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer, my head will fall to the ground!"
Thinking of the brothers who had gone through life and death together and were about to be guillotined, and thinking of Guan and Zhang Qin'er who were about to die a violent death, when he said these words, Xue Wuhen's eyes were almost splitting!
Because his heart is bleeding and hurting!
This is his sworn brother!
"Hey, that's fine, I won't pack my luggage, just let you go!"
Zhuge Changfeng sighed again. When Xue Wuhen saw what he said, she rushed out immediately. Unexpectedly, Zhuge Changfeng shouted: "Brother Wuhen, where are you going?"
Gee, isn’t this obvious? It's in vain that he is a descendant of Zhuge Liang and has great wisdom, but he still asks such childish questions!
Xue Wuhen suppressed the anger in her heart and said loudly: "Of course I went out to ride a horse to Maplewood City. Is it possible to walk?"
"It's too late to ride a horse. Brother Wuhen, come here and I'll give you a ride!"
Zhuge Changfeng asked Lu Zilong to hold Xue Wuhen. He Qingqiu walked out slowly and flicked his right hand on the Qiankun Ring. In the flickering light, an object appeared in his hand.
Xue Wuhen was puzzled, wondering what he was up to? Looking sideways, he saw Zhuge Changfeng holding a piece of light yellow paper in his hand. The paper was straight and thick, with strange words engraved on it, and an image painted in the center, which looked like the eyes of an ancient man, exuding mystery. And the breath of ancient times.
When Xue and Lu saw the piece of paper, they were both curious and asked in unison: "Huh? What is this?"
Zhuge Changfeng said in an unpredictable manner: "Don't ask too much, you will know later."
Xue Wuhen shook his head and said to himself: "Oh, people from the Zhuge family like to play this trick, always pretending to be unpredictable!"
After taking out the piece of paper, Zhuge Changfeng pointed a little at the center like an eye!
A miracle happened!
With the slightest touch of Zhuge Changfeng's finger, the eyes of the ancients on the paper suddenly lit up, as if the gods of the Nine Heavens suddenly opened their eyes!
This sudden change shocked both Xuelu and the boy in green!
But the piece of paper that exuded the ancient aura buzzed, and ripples suddenly appeared in circles. The ancient eye suddenly rose into the air, radiating instantly, and cast a beam of colorful light, which glowed. A dreamlike brilliance shrouded the three people of Xuelu and Zhuge inside!
Shrouded in that dreamlike beam of light, Xue Wuhen seemed to be momentarily isolated from the outside world, wondering where he was?
That’s not all!
Suddenly, the wind roared, and the three of them suddenly flew up lightly, as if they were traveling through time and space. The light and shadow around them changed, like smoke and clouds, and there were thousands of wonderful scenes!
His feet suddenly left the ground, as if he were riding the wind and waves straight to the ninth heaven. Xue Wuhen felt uncertain, grabbed Zhuge Changfeng and asked in surprise: "What is going on? Where are you taking us?"
Zhuge Changfeng said loudly: "Didn't you say you wanted to go to Maple Forest City to rescue your brother? I will give you a ride right now. Otherwise, when you arrive on horseback, your brother's body will be rotting and even have someone dump it. The wilderness is being eaten by wild wolves!”
"Huh? Is that so? Is this okay?"
Xue Wuhen thought to himself that it would be great if he could arrive at Maplewood City before noon, and there would be hope of rescuing the brothers.
At the same time, he began to admire Zhuge Changfeng. He felt that he was worthy of being a descendant of Zhuge Liang. His methods were superb, miraculous, and unpredictable. No wonder he was so anxious. He was also slow and leisurely, not in a hurry. It turned out that he had a trump card. There are special means.
As we chased the wind and the sun all the way, it was hard to open our eyes because of the howling wind, and we were confused and confused. Suddenly, Xue Wuhen seemed to feel that her feet were standing on the ground. When she hurriedly opened her eyes, she couldn't help but be surprised and happy!
In front of me, I saw the wind of Shuicun Mountain, Guo Wine Flag, and the fluttering maple leaves dancing in the red dust.
Ah, we have arrived outside Maplewood City!
In less than a quarter of an hour, I rushed from Wollongong, thousands of miles away, to Maplewood City. It was thousands of miles away in an instant. It was simply a fantasy!
Standing on the solid ground, looking at the Maplewood City with fluttering colorful flags, Xue Wuhen felt so unreal, as if it were a dream, and he was stunned...
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In a wide open space outside the east gate of Maplewood City, thousands of people gathered, all coming to watch the excitement.
Today, this place is used as an execution ground, and a wooden high platform is erected in the center of the execution ground.
At the same time, this wooden platform is also called the guillotine!
Because, today we are going to kill someone here, and this open space will be used as the execution ground for the murder!
Originally, there was nothing good about killing people. If one or two ordinary people were killed, no one would come to watch.
People came to watch because two of them had special looks. They looked like the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, Guan Yunchang and Zhang Fei, so they attracted thousands of people to watch.
And these two people who looked like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were tied to the high guillotine.
