Just as I was getting cozy, I heard a commotion at the door, and the waiter shouted loudly: "Go quickly, go quickly, this is not the place you should be."
Yue Buqun turned around and saw a young man in ragged clothes, reaching out to the waiter to ask for food.
The restaurant is very luxurious, and the guests who come in and out are all well-dressed. There is such a homeless boy blocking the door, which looks very out of place and affects the mood of the guests. The waiter can't bear it and just wants to get rid of him as soon as possible.
Although the young man was driven away, he still smiled and said loudly: "Rich masters are all good people. I have survived by relying on the food rewarded by these good people. If you don't do good, don't stand in the way of these people." The great master does good deeds."
Hey, you know about moral kidnapping at such a young age. If you don’t show it, wouldn’t you be looked down upon?
Ning Zhong looked at the young man's desolate state and couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's so pitiful."
Ning Zhongze's family has suffered tremendous changes, but her own situation has not encountered any setbacks. She has always had no worries about food and clothing. After having a daughter, my heart became softer, and I especially couldn't bear to see children suffer.
Yue Buqun smiled slightly and said in a loud voice: "Little brother, give him some food and charge it to my account."
Seeing that someone is willing to pay the bill, the waiter will stop pestering him. Now if you force people to leave, they won't leave. Moreover, you are blocking others from doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. Give him something to eat quickly and he will leave naturally.
The waiter turned around to get the food, but the young man came in front of Yue Buqun, knelt down on his knees and said, "Thank you, sir."
Yue Buqun said: "Little brother, you don't have to be polite."
Ning Zhongze, regardless of the boy's dirty body, reached out and pulled him up, asking, "Where are you from? What's your name? Why are you begging here?"
The young man looked at Ning Zhongze's benevolent eyes and couldn't help but blush. He said, "I came from the south. There was a famine over there. My parents all starved to death. I came here begging all the way. I His name is Linghu Chong."
"Linghu Chong?"
Yue Buqun immediately took a closer look at the young man. He was about ten years old, with a sallow face and thin muscles, but a pair of very smart eyes.
It's really fate, we can meet again after rebirth.
When I first read "Swordsman", I felt very sympathetic to Linghu Chong. I just felt that this man respected his teachers, kept his promises, had a big heart, and was able to make friends with the heretical people. It was all because of Yue Buqun's ulterior motives and narrow-mindedness, and he targeted Linghu Chong everywhere.
But as he grew older, his perspective on the problem changed. Maybe Linghu Chong was not a good disciple.
"Good and evil cannot coexist" is not an empty statement. The more you understand, the more you will understand the weight of this sentence.
The so-called "good and evil" are not a melee between warlords, but a conflict between beliefs and camps. The battle between various "isms" is the cruelest.
Linghu Chong made friends with bandits from three mountains and five mountains. Where would he place the Huashan Sect? He wants to be a hermit and doesn't care about fame, but what about others? When he did this, did he ever think that he was a great disciple of the Huashan Sect? Not to mention being brothers with thieves like Tian Boguang.
What is a thief? Picking flowers and stealing willows was a bad woman's reputation. In the social environment at that time, this was more hateful than killing people.
Linghu Chong turned out to be brothers just because he looked bold. ….
In modern society, all criminals in prison will be despised by other criminals, and Linghu Chong is not even as good as a criminal.
Moreover, Fang Zheng and Chongxu kept saying bad things about Yue Buqun, always saying that it was Yue Buqun who was narrow-minded and it was not Linghu Chong's fault. Fang Zheng even wanted to take Linghu Chong into the Shaolin Gate.
Shaolin likes to do this kind of thing. No matter you are a gangster or a heretic, as long as your martial arts skills are high enough and you are willing to put down the butcher knife, you actually surrender to Shaolin and you can get Shaolin's protection.
If Linghu Chong really entered Shaolin, he would have disgusted Huashan, weakened the Demon Sect, and gained a master of swordsmanship.
In another situation, if it were not the disciples of the Huashan sect who associate with the devil, but the original disciples of Shaolin who associate with the devil, they would be imprisoned for a lifetime, which could range from losing their martial arts to losing their lives.
Just when Yue Buqun looked at Linghu Chong in confusion, Yue Lingshan put her
The bun in his hand that had been chewed beyond recognition was handed to Linghu Chong and said: "Little brother, you are hungry, you can eat first."
After saying that, he still grinned.
Linghu Chong's eyes, which were already red, couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell instantly.
Linghu Chong took what could be called a "baozi" and stuffed it into his mouth, choking with sobs and saying, "Thank you, little sister, it's so delicious."
Of course, Linghu Chong was not in a hurry to eat this steamed bun covered in saliva and possibly snot, but he could no longer suppress the feeling of being cared about at this moment.
Yue Lingshan saw that her little brother had eaten her steamed buns and thanked her, then handed over the chicken drumstick with no visible meat left in her other hand.
Linghu Chong took it and devoured it, crying and saying "thank you" while eating.
When he looked back at Ning Zhongze, who had just wiped away the tears from his eyes, Yue Buqun sighed to himself: "This is life!"
While he was still hesitating about what to do with Linghu Chong, his wife and daughter had already made the decision for him.
In fact, Linghu Chong was very qualified and had a talent for learning martial arts. As for his prodigal character, it only meant that he was too embarrassed to hold a big position. In the end, he still insisted on respecting his teachers, which was also his shining point. It would not be an exaggeration to accept him based on this alone.
When Yue Buqun returned to Mount Huashan, he accepted his first disciple: Linghu Chong.
Although Yue Buqun still dared not place his hopes on Linghu Chong, he still had to teach him with all his heart. Maybe because he was a time traveler, he could change Linghu Chong's values.
Wu Tianyang, the winged tiger, was no longer a wanted gangster. Knowing that his master had re-erected the lintel of the Huashan Sect, he climbed up the Huashan Mountain openly.
After the winged tiger saluted, he said: "Master, the 'Ludong Seven Tigers' have recently emerged from the Taihang Mountains. They are very powerful and dominate one area, and they are constantly at odds with us."
Yue Buqun was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard this name before, and asked, "Have you gone as far as the Taihang Mountains?"
Winged Tiger said: "Actually, it's not too far away. We can't just operate within Shaanxi. Sometimes goods will pass by the Taihang Mountains, or even farther away. The 'Seven Tigers of Ludong' have just emerged, and their martial arts skills They are not weak, and they don’t give face to anyone. They are so tyrannical that they scratch the surface of anyone who passes by.”
Yue Buqun said: "You are not my opponent either?"
The winged tiger was a little confused: "Master, my disciple is incompetent. We killed a lot of people, and my second brother was also injured on their hands when he caught Sirius. He escaped with his life. They are so numerous that I'm afraid I won't be able to survive." So easy to deal with."
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1980s
