Under the moonlit night, torches stood out like a swarm of fireflies. Zhou Dunru stood among the fireflies. The flames were extinguishing, reflecting the uncertainty on his face.
"When will the rivers and lakes in this world be clear and calm?" he sighed.
"When martial arts appeared, it was no longer possible." Mr. Zhao Da said.
"After all, the only thing that can stop martial arts is martial arts."
"If you want to punish those evildoers who are highly skilled in martial arts, the only way is to be better than them in martial arts."
"But similarly, the higher your martial arts, the fewer restrictions you have in this world, the easier it is to breed ambition and malice, and the easier it is to become a demon who does whatever he wants."
Zhou Dunru looked at Zhao Jing: "So this is the reason why your six doors exist?"
"It's just a part, not all." Zhao Jing shook his head and said: "Although the Six Gates receive salary from the imperial court and are recognized by the imperial court, in essence, most of the members of the Six Gates are Jianghu people."
"Although many Jianghu people do not regard the people of Liumen as their own, but regard us as the hawks and dogs of the imperial court."
"But in fact, the imperial court may not really believe us, but most of us are from the seven famous families, and even more are from Bailu Academy. We can't find a better substitute for a while, so we can only pinch Use us with your nose open.”
"If we follow the imperial court's thinking, the imperial court would certainly hope that a world without martial arts would be the best. A world where one person is the enemy of ten thousand people would be too dangerous and inconvenient to control."
"But." Zhao Jing looked at Zhou Dunru: "Martial force is still the ultimate restraint in this world. Among the border troops of the imperial court, there are also a large number of third-level warriors. They stationed at the border, went into battle to kill the enemy, and became true warriors. The pillars of the imperial court can also deter the surrounding border countries from violating the borders."
"The imperial court's own Dongchang Jinyiwei not only has his own inherited martial arts, but can also be said to call himself a sect, and has been sparing no effort to collect martial arts secrets from all over the world."
"This makes the imperial court itself increasingly inseparable from the existence of martial arts."
Zhou Dunru smiled bitterly: "If you put it this way, when I was at Bailu Academy, I didn't devote myself to cultivating Haoran Qi. Instead, I chose to use those article lectures to take the imperial examination. Did I suffer a loss?"
"No, no." Zhao Jing shook his head and said, "How can we conquer the world immediately?"
"In the past, the Mongolian cavalry swept across the world and wiped out the world, but in the end they did not end up falling apart and the birds and beasts scattered."
"Martial men cannot serve as officials to educate the people. To govern the world, we still have to rely on you civil servants. After all, human energy is limited. It takes time to practice martial arts, and it also takes time to study."
"There may be saints who eventually reach the state of enlightenment with both civil and military skills, just like the dean today, but there are very few such people."
"Today's Jianghu, it is precisely because of the existence of the seven famous families that we can maintain peace on this surface."
"However, the Demon Sect of the Western Region is getting more and more ready to move. Now that Hei Wu suddenly sets foot in the Middle Earth, it may be just a small sign."
Zhao Jing looked at Zhou Dunru: "This world may be starting to become chaotic."
…
…
The moonlight falls like water, and everything is covered with silver.
Hei Wu hugged Ning Xia and walked on the roofs of houses in Luo City, as if walking on flat ground.
"Put me down." Ning Xia suddenly said.
Heiwu nodded and put Ningxia down: "Why don't you let me fight with them?"
"It's obviously you..." Ning Xia was about to say something to Hei Wu, but then realized that Hei Wu had probably given up thinking again.
Because the time that Heiwu's brain can function in a day is very limited, he can survive easily by relying on instinct anyway.
It was indeed Hei Wu who took the initiative to leave after looking at the situation. After all, the other party had given him enough face and directly opened a path for Hei Wu to escape.
As for the reason for not fighting, Zhao Jing later analyzed it very clearly to Zhou Dunru. It was roughly that it was inconvenient to lead people, and he was afraid that the court would not be able to handle it if it caused a big fuss, so Hei Wu was included in the list of rebels and strangled with all his strength.
And, there is no reason to fight.
It's not like Hei Wu is really bloodthirsty. If he doesn't kill someone for three days, his hands will feel itchy.
He simply regards human life as nothing more than trivial matter.
"Nothing." Ning Xia shook her head to stop. She stood on the ridge of the roof and looked at Wanjia Mingyue: "We are almost leaving."
Yes, they have been kicked out.
The person you want to see has already been met.
If you don't leave now, why are you waiting here?
Hei Wu nodded blankly. This was Hei Wu's state most of the time. He was confused and basically acted on instinct.
But now that Hei Wu had given himself hints when he was sober, hinting that he would obey Ning Xia's orders, then Hei Wu would do whatever Ning Xia said.
At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from under the moon.
The sound of this flute is floating in Luo City, melodious and melodious, and especially clear and graceful.
"Who is it?" Ningxia asked coldly, listening to the sound of the flute.
"It's me." Someone said, reaching up to the eaves, and then sat on the eaves ten steps away from Ningxia. He held a bamboo flute in his left hand and looked at Ningxia quietly.
His whole body was unkempt and his clothes were in tatters, but his eyes were shining brightly in the moonlight.
"Why are you leaving?" Fang Bie asked, "And why did you come to me?"
Ning Xia stood still, while Hei Wu looked away and asked Ning Xia in a low voice: "Kill him?"
He asked about killing, not killing?
This shows that Hei Wuxin is very inclined to kill, but I just want to ask first.
"Basaka, don't be so impatient. 1" Fang Bie sat on the eaves, holding the flute with both hands, and picked the tone: "What if we really fight, what if I kill you?"
The boy's voice was clear and unclear.
Ningxia looked at the little beggar playing the flute under the moonlight.
"I've already let you go, why do you come to me again?"
Fang Bie looked at her and shook his head with a smile: "It's just because you let me go that I came to find you, okay?"
"You have obviously been looking for me for so long, and you even listed yourself as the target of Hive's assassination to lure me out."
"I really didn't want to come out originally." Fang Bie said with a smile while playing the flute and adjusting the music: "After all, Basaka is so difficult, so what if I fail in the mission?"
"But something happened, and I was forced to stand up. I thought I would kill Basaka if I couldn't do it."
"But you suddenly turned around and left."
"You know this is a failure of my hard-earned determination, okay?"
"So." Fang Bie looked at Ning Xia: "You have to be responsible for me."
Saying this, don't move your cheeks, put the bamboo flute in your hand close to your mouth, breathe out, and slowly blow out a piece of "Sleepwalker". 2
ps:
Note: 1. Basaka is of course a Berserker beerker, and I have to say that Heiwu fits this job description very well.
2. What Fang Bie is playing here is the theme song of the Four Immortals, Hui Mengyouxian, but since there is only a melody without lyrics, you can listen to it yourself if you want to hear it.
And the fourth update is over. See you all tomorrow. I will try my best to save some more manuscripts.
