The wind is biting and the snow is falling.
This year, after winter came, Bianliang City lost a lot of the cheerful atmosphere of the past, and the festive atmosphere of approaching the New Year had long since disappeared.
There is no other reason.
Because the Jin soldiers invaded the south, attacking cities and plundering territory along the way, it caused panic.
Facing the direction pointed by the military front, no matter what the princes in the court think, it has long been understood in the hearts of the common people.
The Song Dynasty was coming to an end.
Ten years have passed since the rumors of the flaming-eyed golden ape slaughtering the capital. In everyone's minds, the fierce monkey who killed all living beings in a fit of anger, forcing the officials to hide in the palace and raise them, has long since It became a dusty memory.
Maybe, he still lives in the hearts of some people.
But in the eyes of most people, he would have died long ago.
After all, how could such a bold and devoid of awe-minded person not make some noise if he was still alive?
No matter where he goes, he should be the focus of the world's attention.
This is the truth.
But it's not true.
The Fire-Eyed Golden Ape, no, Yang Lin is actually still there.
When he spent another hundred points to enter the illusion of improving the Mizong Fist, he found that not only was he still alive, he was actually living a good life.
Just like after a thunderstorm, there will be sunny weather.
The cold winter is over and the new year is here again.
He has been in Tokyo and never left.
Perhaps, I am missing the past when I was a teenager, walking the same path I walked before every day, and remembering some of the people I remember.
In fact, this old kid, who is less than 1.3 meters tall, has lost his courage in life.
Living, just living, like a walking zombie, with no fighting spirit and no expectations.
"Ahem..."
Taking a breath of cold air into his stomach, Yang Lin couldn't help but feel his lungs burning. He couldn't help but bend over and coughed violently.
He quietly opened the brocade handkerchief covering his mouth and nose. The brocade handkerchief embroidered with green mandarin ducks was very old, and now it was stained with a few blood stains.
He still remembered this brocade handkerchief.
When he was locked in a cage and pretended to be a monkey, Cai'er always helped him carefully clean off the golden hair.
Although the little girl was also panic-stricken and full of pessimism about life, she still used the gentlest movements to wash away the wounds on his body and carefully bandaged the wounds on his legs.
And this brocade handkerchief was left on his body at that time.
After Cai'er died, he also took revenge and killed many people, but the Jinpa was never thrown away.
For some reason, no matter what happened, he would always think of the girl who passed by in a hurry in his life.
Have we finally reached this point?
"Sure enough, the breathing method and boxing skills passed down by the old hero Zhou have great hidden dangers. If practiced to an extremely deep level, they will damage the five internal organs, especially the lungs."
"Even if this body is rarely used with all its strength in recent years, its injuries will inevitably worsen."
"The breathing method inherited from the Huo Family Quan can never be practiced by normal people. Only one person in the Huo family, Huo Yuanjia, practiced it. He also practiced it and suffered seven tuberculosis and five injuries. In the end, he suffered deeply from it."
Yang Lin guessed that the reason why Huo Yuanjia was not aging quickly was because the Huo family's breathing method had been improved for several generations.
And the original version I practiced is even stronger and more sharp.
Once the luck spreads throughout the body, it is like swallowing a sharp knife, cutting and damaging the lungs.
Although he was not in any danger to his life due to the constant injuries and illnesses, he was already extremely old after just thirty years of age.
More than thirty years old.
Have you ever seen a grandfather in his thirties?
There's one right here.
"Grandpa Ni, mother invites you to go and discuss moving south. Would you like to go with us?"
A heroic little man ran to Yang Lin's side like the wind, raised his head and asked innocently.
The little boy's name is Huo Dongyang. He is only ten years old this year, but he is a good prospect in martial arts.
He is not tall, and should be said to be a little thin. I heard that he was born with some congenital deficiencies because he was frightened by the cold in his mother's womb.
Over the years, Ni taught him some boxing skills, hoping that he could become stronger.
Of course, he also left Tunafa in the Huo Mansion and warned him not to practice it unless absolutely necessary.
Although the breathing method is powerful, it is also very harmful to the body.
These words have all been told to Mrs. Zhao Wan of the Huo family. For the sake of her precious son's health, I believe she will understand the appropriateness.
"Mr. Ni, the Jin soldiers are about to enter the city. All life in the three states to the north will be wiped out. Nine of the ten houses will be empty. It's unbearable.
Nowadays, the official family is still singing and dancing every day, and things are not going well. I wonder if you, sir, would like to come with me..."
"Guan Jia, haha, he is preparing to surrender.
But he never thought that if Jin Bing really attacked Tokyo City, what would happen to him as the emperor? "
When he heard that the Jin people were coming to attack, the old emperor, who loved calligraphy and painting, was panicked. He was too lazy to listen to the nonsense of those officials, so he hid in the deep palace and became unified, and stopped caring about worldly affairs.
Of course, he also passed his throne to his son.
It's considered a scapegoat.
The young official, who was no weaker than Nai's father, seemed to want to compete with his predecessor to see who was the weakest one, so he hurriedly submitted the letter of surrender.
Unfortunately, Jin Bing's appetite is too big.
They didn't want Song Ting's submission and obedience, but they wanted to completely swallow up this fertile land.
After getting the benefit, they did not retreat. Instead, they asked Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang, two famous generals from the Jin Kingdom, to divide their troops into two groups and march south brazenly.
Destroy his country in one battle...
The people understood.
The officials also understood.
Everyone is asking for a fight.
Only the officials wanted to surrender.
Moreover, a summons was issued so that Zongze and others could not resist...
Therefore, there is only more stupidity, not the most stupidity.
The father and son of the Zhao family have refreshed the world's understanding, and finally will face the most tragic ending...
"Let's go, it's not worth lingering here anymore. Maybe it would be a good thing to forget everything."
Yang Lin turned his head and looked at the towering pavilions in the distance, looking in the direction of the Ni family that had been exterminated back then, and felt a little sad in his heart.
There really is no place worth protecting, and no one worth protecting.
Perhaps, going to the south will be better for your health.
He thought as he looked at the gentle and pleasant young lady of the Huo family who was less than thirty years old.
In fact, Zhao Wan's appearance is not too similar to Cai'er's, but the temperament between her eyebrows is very special.
Seeing her always makes a certain monkey think of the yellowed figure combing his golden hair and tying his wounds.
At that time, Zhao Wan was three months pregnant and went to Pudu Temple outside the city to fulfill her vows. However, she encountered a thief and was rescued by him.
Then, he was astonished by his skill, and as if he had found a treasure, he invited him to his home and enshrined him.
This is an investment and a kind of insurance.
As time passed, the child in the womb was already ten years old, and the monkey was no longer a monkey, but as old as a grandfather.
