Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 186 Chapter 186
"I hate the rich because I am poor and incompetent; I hate the bad guys because I am mediocre; I hate the literati because I am vulgar and short-sighted."

Wu Mu turned Su Yong's horse's head, glanced at the generals, and continued: "Gu is the same as you, I hate this group of wounded and dying enemies in front of me, I hate their desperate resistance, I hate their obsession, I hate their generosity, I hate them. their patriotism."

After a pause, Wumu suddenly changed the subject and said loudly: "The reason why I hate them is actually because I respect them. They are average in martial arts and low in status, but they throw their heads and blood for their own country and sacrifice their lives for their own nation. To fight generously, to die calmly, to fight thousands of miles away, to bury the bones in a foreign country without returning them, knowing that death is a narrow escape, but still seeing death as home, this kind of stupid behavior is called a hero. May I ask, do we have this quality? Our countrymen, in order to rob women Fighting for wives, fighting for the strength of the tribe, fighting for small profits and bloody storms. Why have you ever worked hard for the strength of our grassland? Why have you never turned back for the growth of our clan? No, it is because others have it, but we don’t , that's why we hate people."

Although the disciples of the Beggars' Clan were down and out, after listening to Wu Mu's pre-war speech, they gradually became more uplifted, with their heads raised and their chests raised, and they became more calm.

Nothing in this world is more proud than the praise of the enemy, not to mention the person who praises them is the king of the enemy.

On the other hand, General Mu Chen was silent for a while, bowing his head in thought.

Ebony pointed to the wounded soldiers blocking the way, and asked loudly, "How should we treat heroes?"

The audience was silent, not daring to speak lightly.

Wu Mu turned Su Yong's horse's head, pulled out the Mo Dao, swung the reins and rode the horse, charging towards the enemy's formation.For a moment, there was a strong wind and bloody storm, and no one could slow down Mo's blade.

How could these Beggar Clan disciples compare with Wumu, not to mention the difference in realm, and the physical condition is also very different. The purpose of staying is not only to keep the enemy's time, but many of them are just because of inconvenience.

Standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, Wu Mu looked as if he was about to come to the world, majestic and majestic. He said calmly: "In the face of heroes, of course we must respect, learn and imitate; but in the face of enemies, all we can do is Killed; and in the face of heroic enemies, what we can do is to bow to them after killing them." Then he jumped off the horse lightly and saluted the corpse on the ground.

If there is something good on the top, it will be great on the bottom.

All the soldiers also saluted respectfully, without ordering, they hurriedly drove away, quickly removed the corpses on the road, and went straight to the south gate.

Not long after, Ebony caught up with Yideng and the others.

Wu Mu sat on the horseback and said condescendingly: "Master! You are polite."

Yideng clasped his palms together and replied, "Amitabha, the almsgiver is being polite."

Luo Po smiled and said: "It's polite to call someone's house, and I don't know what kind of courtesy this is?"

Yang Fan covered Luo Po's mouth, and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry! The family education is not strict, and the discipline is not good. I will take it back and take care of it. You talk, and you continue to talk." While talking, he pulled Luo Po and Ah The doctor goes back.

Wumu looked at Yang Fan seriously, and asked, "You are Yang Fan, right?"

Yang Fan shook his head and denied it.He was about to leave with the second daughter, but Luo Po threw off Yang Fan's hand and said fiercely: "What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of? We haven't seen such a big battle before. What happened to the masters of the five realms? Didn't you kill him?"

Yang Fan was stunned speechless, with a slanted ebony face, tense and on guard.

Wu Mu snorted and said, "What? The head of the Taoist sect hasn't had a single woman to be honest. Is there something shameful about it? You need to be so secretive?"

Yang Fan apologized and said with a smile: "I'm really not the leader."

Wu Mu: "I didn't expect that Feng Qingyang's disciples are not men, and they dare not even admit their own identities."

Yang Fan: "To be honest, many people say that I'm a bad guy, and I also think it's good to be a bad guy. As a human being, it doesn't matter whether you're a man or a woman, you don't need to show off in everything. You're always chauvinistic, and you have to be cowardly when you should. People around me like to get along with me, don’t they?”

Ebony touched the umbrella stuck beside the saddle, fell into reminiscence for a moment, and said softly: "You really look like her."

Yang Fan: "Who?"

Wu Mu: "Lost wife, Xuan Su. Your master's junior sister, your senior uncle."

Yang Fan said with a smile: "So we are still our own people. The flood really rushed into the Dragon King Temple. The family doesn't recognize the family. Why should we fight? It's all gone." Said: "Your king will stay here for ten days and half a month. We will entertain him with big fish and meat. I will personally send him back at that time. It is fine for your king to stay as a guest. You should go back. We don't have so much food to entertain him." You, you go first, I'm sorry."

Wu Mu gave a rare smile and said, "So you admit that you are Yang Fan?"

Yang Fan asked back: "We met for the first time, why are you so sure that I am Yang Fan?"

Ebony said: "Information says, you are beautiful."

Yang Fan emphasized: "This is called handsome."

Ebony: "It's about the same. Anyway, it means good-looking."

Yang Fan: "It's handsome, not pretty. Handsome is used to describe a man, and beautiful is used to describe a woman."

Ebony: "Just now you didn't care about Gu saying that you were not a man, but bluntly saying that you like being a jerk."

Yang Fan was speechless for a moment.

Wumu said seriously: "I have a daughter who is as beautiful as a flower and is waiting in my boudoir. If you see her, you will definitely like her."

Yang Fan: "Then don't see each other."

Wu Mu said to himself: "If you marry into our grassland, I will order you to retreat immediately, marry your daughter to you, and make you a grassland wenhan, and you will enjoy wealth and honor forever."

The word "Khan" is equivalent to the word "Wang" in the Central Plains, and the degree of dignity can be imagined.

Luo Po held Yang Fan's hand nervously, and Ah Yi also stared at his back with burning eyes.

Yang Fan said: "I just can't figure it out, am I worth that much? Is it worth such an exorbitant price?"

Ebony nodded seriously, and said, "Maybe not now, but there will definitely be in the future."

Yang Fan said cautiously: "You are not my long-lost father, are you?"

Ebony was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

This is true on both sides of the enemy and ourselves.

Yang Fan said earnestly: "With all due respect, if I am not your illegitimate child, then your daughter must have been picked up. Otherwise, why do you ignore your daughter's feelings and happiness so much in order to win over a man you don't know? Or is it a Conspiracy against me."

Wumu turned his head to look at Yideng, and asked, "Master! Do you think the value of this son, will it be abrupt to confer king worship?"

Yideng said seriously: "No."

Wu Mu looked at Yang Fan, and said again: "How do you choose?"

Yang Fan said earnestly: "If the situation is uncontrollable and it is for the sake of the common people, even if you set up a trap, I will agree to let your daughter give birth to me, and then divide and fight in the grassland, and slowly die away. Muchen Kingdom's strength." Luo Po tightly hugged Yang Fan's arm, his face pale.

Ebony: "What if not if?"

Yang Fan: "No marriage."

Ebony: "Why don't you be the King of the Grassland, rather just be the Lang of the Central Plains?"

Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "It should be because of the different cultures."

Ebony: "Culture?"

Yang Fan: "War is a process of progress from low culture to high culture, and also a process of cultural integration and national fusion. The reason why you think I'm valuable must be because of what's in my head?" Pointing to his head, Yang Fan went on to say: "Actually, there are thousands of smart people in the world, and I don't necessarily know how good they are. In your grasslands, people with brains can only be called smart, but in the hinterland of the Central Plains, some people are not only called smart, but also smart. Say, it should be wisdom. Don't you think so?"

Ebony nodded. He had seen a lot of smart people in the grasslands, but compared with the smart people in the Central Plains, he seemed to lack something.

Yang Fan: "It's also the brain. It can become smart here, but it can only be smart there. You know why!"

Ebony: "I would like to hear more about it."

Yang Fan: "Because the Central Plains has culture, the grasslands only have civilization."

Ebony nodded, fell silent for a while, and said leisurely: "She said that too."

Yang Fan said: "I will disappoint your kindness."

Ebony: "It's okay, just kill you."

Yang Fan's heart trembled, obviously he couldn't keep up with his jumping thinking.

Ebony said seriously: "If you can't get you, you should be destroyed."

Roper spread his arms in front of Yang Fan, staring at Wumu viciously, Yang Fan smiled cheaply and said, "Father-in-law didn't joke, did he?"

Ebony: "No."

Yang Fan: "If you can't get it, you will destroy it. If you do this, you will be a bit resentful, right?"

Ebony: "With you, we can narrow the gap with the Central Plains by nearly ten years, but if we stand on the opposite side, the distance between us and the Central Plains will be widened by 20 years. I don't want the country that I worked so hard to create to be wiped out in ashes after a hundred years. In the long river of history, do you think Gu's idea makes sense?"

Yang Fan said: "Would you think too much of me?"

Ebony: "Let them all come out, don't think you are alone, wait until the fight starts, and after a few moves, you will run away with your heads in your arms, attracting our army to chase after us, and then bring us to the ambush circle, catching us by surprise, There is no need to hide, I have already sensed where he is, he is full of hostility, he must be General Ye Ye, right?"

(End of this chapter)