People, there are always a few days a month when you are grumpy.
Especially women!
Zhang Ji didn't know which days of the month Jing Salad was menstruating, but when Jing Sala stepped on his face, he felt that he should stay away from her at least on this day of every month from now on.
However, the pain on his face did not make him let go of his hand holding Jingli's thigh, nor could it stop him from continuing to stare at Jingli's face.
Although her face was full of anger because of him, it could not hide her jade-like face and graceful and plump figure.
Well, there is a reason why Tian Ci is so fat.
However, whether it was due to the etiquette tutoring in this life, the experience accumulated in the previous life, or the years of getting along with her, he should not be so rude and stare at the face of a strange woman.
But on weekdays, Frightened Salamander seems to have used the art of disguise to cover up her beauty deliberately, and is definitely not as elegant and refined as she is at this moment.
That cold temperament was like a fairy coming out of the moon palace, looking down at him with cold eyes, the chill almost turning into substance around her body. And this inaccessible temperament is even more exciting, giving people a strong desire to conquer.
No wonder so many people in the past life would say that if they could marry such a woman, they would accept the child even if it was not their own.
A tingling sensation brought Zhang Ji back to his senses.
The pink sword was pressed against his throat, piercing his skin, and a trail of blood flowed down his neck.
Beauty is a beauty, and the reason why she has such appearance but has never been coveted by anyone is because of the pink sword that shines with cold light. It is enough to make all those who covet her hair stand on end and no longer dare to have it. Any unreasonable thoughts.
Zhang Ji raised his head and looked into those cold and solitary eyes. The coldness spread from Jingli's body along the sharp Jingli sword into his body. The bone-chilling feeling was like falling into ice. cave.
But Zhang Ji was not nervous at all, not only because of Jing Salamander's increasingly red cheeks, but also because of the green sword against her soft and white gooseneck. Of course, the more important reason was that he had not heard from Jing Salamander. There was murderous intention in his eyes, but it felt like he was looking at the ungrateful Chen Shimei.
"Miss Jing Salamander, this young man may have some connection with my old friend, can you stop it for now?"
Gai Nie's calm and restrained voice came from behind Jing Salamander. Although he was discussing with Jing Salamander, his behavior could not be considered a discussion.
The snare killers on the side looked at each other, not knowing which side to help.
Yes, as the killers of the Snare, their position has wavered.
It is unclear whether Gai Nie is an enemy or a friend, but his current behavior is to protect Zhang Ji.
Jing Salamander's behavior seriously threatened Zhang Ji's life, and could even be said to have betrayed Luo Wang. Whether it was due to the mission or the rules of the trap, they should immediately launch a siege on Jingli and try to rescue Zhang Ji from her sword.
The Jing Salamander glanced at the blue sword against his neck with a cold and indifferent gaze. He snorted softly and put the sword into its sheath. His eyes, which were originally as clear as glass, were filled with a bit of embarrassment.
"How long do you want to hold me?"
"Huh? Ouch!"
Zhang Ji was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Jing Salamander was talking about holding her thigh. He was stunned and was kicked to the ground by Jing Salamander.
Jing salamander didn't care at all about the long sword pressed against her neck. In other words, Gai Nie's sword couldn't hurt her at all.
Although Gai Nie had no intention of hurting anyone, the Frightened Salamander easily left the attack range of the long sword with just a twist of his body, and quietly leaned against the tree with the sword in his arms.
Gai Nie frowned slightly, the Jing Salamander seemed to be much stronger than he had guessed.
Immediately he looked at Zhang Ji again, with a little confusion on his brows.
As we all know, Luowen's killers are a group of guys who are desperate to complete their tasks, even if the price they have to pay may be their own lives, so he didn't have any expectations for Jingyu to let Zhang Ji go.
Suddenly, he thought of something.
Looking at the snare killers behind him, they all stared at him eagerly, and Jing Salamander's eyes were always fixed on him and the young man in front of him.
Will anyone still live completely in this world after hugging the thigh of a top-notch female killer?
Not to mention that the existence of Luo Wen's group of killers was discovered by this young man. According to Luo Wen's usual methods, this young man should have become a corpse that can no longer speak.
But he is still alive.
Combined with the previous rule that Jing Salamander said that second-rate experts are not allowed to enter Niu Shou Village...
Various tiny clues converged into a stream of light, flashing through his mind, and an extremely ridiculous conjecture was derived.
What if Luo Wang’s mission is to protect this young man?
The moment this idea appeared in his mind, even he felt extremely ridiculous.
The objects protected by the net have always been only the kings of Qin. Occasionally, they will be ordered to protect the indispensable ministers of the Qin State, such as the "brain tank" Ying Ji when the late King Huiwen was the king, the "Yinghan Fierce Tiger" Ying Hua, and Wu Xinjun Zhang Yi , how could Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an, and Fan Ju, the Marquis of Ying, protect a young man during the reign of the late King Zhaoxiang?
But there seemed to be a voice in Gai Nie's heart telling him that Luo Wang was indeed protecting this young man, and that this young man must be closely related to his old friend Lu Goujian.
"Master, I have a question for you." Gai Nie bowed.
"I know what Mr. Gai wants to ask. Yes, my Mohist martial arts is inherited from the previous generation of Mohist Juzi, the three-handed sword, and the sword demon, Lu Goujian." Zhang Ji returned the salute and repeated that only he could hear it. In the words of Lu Goujian, "Teacher suffered too many sword wounds when he was young. As time went by, the hidden wounds accumulated. He passed away with a smile after imparting all his knowledge to me."
"Before I passed away, my teacher told me that if I had the chance, I would tell Mr. Genie that he was on the wrong path."
Gai Nie's eyes narrowed, his sword intent concentrated around him, and his sharp eyes fell on Zhang Ji.
Whether studying literature or martial arts, everyone is on their own "path".
To deny other people's "Tao" is to deny other people's years of practice, which is no less than killing a whole family. That is to say, these words were relayed by Zhang Ji on behalf of his old friend Lu Goujian, otherwise even Gai Nie's temper would be indignant. Draw your sword.
"To attack the plan with a horizontal sword in order to gain advantage is called 捭; to attack with a vertical sword in force to achieve reality is to close. Those who attack with a horizontal sword are the way of heaven and earth."
"But he only remembers the opposition between vertical and horizontal, but forgets that vertical and horizontal are integrated into one, which is the ghost valley."
The sword intent immediately dissipated, and a flash of light flashed through Gai Nie's mind.
Gai Nie seemed to be about to catch the spiritual light, but in the end he let it slip through the gaps between his fingers, but he was not without gains.
In fact, the truth is very simple. If practicality and benefit corresponding to vertical and horizontal are really mutually opposed and irreconcilable, then why did Guiguzi in the past dynasties practice both vertical and horizontal?
However, Lu Goujian did not explain all the reasons. It was not because he was stingy in giving guidance to Ge Nie, his friend who had forgotten the past.
However, some things, no matter how clear they are to others, can only be briefly mentioned. The real essence needs to be understood by Genie himself. This process of understanding is the real practice.
"Brother Gou Jian..."
In an instant, Lu Goujian's hoarse voice seemed to echo in Ge Nie's ears again. He looked around blankly, looking for the figure in his impression.
But except for the killers in the trap, there was no one else around. Even Zhang Ji and Jing Salamander disappeared from his sight at some point.
In front of thatched house in Niushou Village
Zhang Ji packed his luggage, put his few luggage into the bag, and placed it on the horse that was chewing hay.
He knew that what Lu Goujian asked him to relay to Ge Nie was actually meant for him.
Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang traveled in the mountains under the orders of contemporary Gui Guzi, but they have not yet embarked on their own path, let alone him?
It's time for him to leave this comfortable Niushou Village.
However, Lu Goujian did not plan to leave, but chose to stay in Niushou Village.
Back then, he passed on his position as the great son of the Mo family to the next generation of the Six-fingered Black Man early in the Spring and Autumn Period, and chose to live in seclusion in this small village for the last ten years of his life.
The root cause is that I have lost hope in this war-torn world and I have also shaken the philosophy I have adhered to throughout my life.
The whole world is white, but I am the only one who is black.
Don't attack Momen, just love your whole life.
These short sixteen words are the lifelong belief and pursuit upheld by everyone in the Mohist family. However, several generations of Mohists not only failed to go far on the road of "non-offensive", but instead, as the countries became stronger, they and Mozi The "non-offensive" path that I insisted on at the beginning is gradually drifting away.
This is no longer the era when Mozi asked his eldest disciple Qin Huali to lead three hundred men to resist the army of a country. The rise of military strategists and the rise of Qixiong changed everything.
Therefore, even the Mohist family split into three factions.
Xianglizi's lineage focused on scientific and technological research, and at the same time valued the pragmatic nature of Qin that was different from the six countries.
So Xianglizi led a large number of Mohist disciples to Qin to build various equipment for the Qin State, determined to rely on the strong strength of the Qin State to help it unify the world and end the troubled times, so as to realize the ideal of "non-offensive", so it was called "Qin Mo".
The Xiangfuzi lineage is a faction that mainly focuses on debates among scholars.
They traveled around the world, spreading the Mohist ideas of universal love and non-aggression, and opposed the use of violence to solve problems, including uprisings. They hoped to use gentle methods to achieve peace. They would also lobby and mediate when the two countries were at war. The country's national policy of "Serving Qin Jin and being faithful to the princes" coincided with the state's national policy and entered the capital of Qi, so it was called "Qi Mo".
Deng Lingzi's lineage is more of a knight-errant who goes about doing justice.
They usually act as rangers, punishing rape and eradicating evil. They are the role models for rangers. They are respected by rangers all over the world and are praised as "Moxia". In addition, they also opposed the aggressive wars launched by various countries, believing that these wars were launched by princes and dignitaries for their own interests. Adhering to Mozi's ideas, they sent Mohist disciples to help the invaded party defend the city. Because Deng Lingzi was from Chu, and everyone followed him into Chu, he was called "Chu Mo".
Even the Mohist family was divided because of this "non-offensive" road. One can imagine how dangerous this road is.
What's more, he is nothing more than a dead soul now.
He could not keep the peace of the world while he was alive. After his death, he could still keep vigil for this unknown little village and drive away the beasts with murderous intent, but this was the only thing he could do.
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