Great Thousand Robbers

In the past seven years, I have been a beggar, a hermit, farming land, a hawker, and a soldier, and I have killed the enemy on the battlefield.

It's just that people are old, and many things are more than enough.

Farming requires skills and experience. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely is all nonsense.

As for being a soldier, you will naturally be dismissed when you get old. Even if you have the ability to kill people, you don't want to participate anymore.

As for setting up a stall, this society is too complicated, it is inevitable to be bullied, and life is difficult.

The brightest thing is the book, the work is easy, respected, and I have many stories.

Generally speaking, everything is going smoothly, and the past few years can be regarded as settled down.

Of course, I can’t afford a house, but it’s also a good choice to rent a small courtyard, raise flowers and plants, and amuse cats and dogs.

A person is lighter, but not lonely, because he has experienced too much wind and rain, and these things are enough for people to digest.

Ning Buhui's eyebrows are like willow leaves, but her eyebrows are raised, her eyes faintly carry her father's determination, it's just that she has been separated for 40 years, and she doesn't know if her old friend is doing well.

But he didn't open his mouth to ask, he already understood that for anything, just let nature take its course.

The hall was full of hustle and bustle, Ning Buhui had a generous personality, she could talk to a group of rough and strong men, and she could bear the smell of sweat.

But who hasn't experienced hardships when they go out to travel in the rivers and lakes?With his father's personality, he probably wouldn't spoil her too much.

Just her simple and extremely fast swordsmanship just now is enough to explain everything. Anyone who wants to practice such a swordsmanship must have endured countless hardships.

Talking to everyone, Gu Que sighed and was ready to leave.

It was already late for him to get off work.

On October [-]th, there will be a martial arts meeting in the Holy Land, the old rules of the Gods and Demons Continent, this time it is Yin Du's turn.

Therefore, the capital of Yin was full of people in the past few days, and cultivators from all over the mainland gathered together, so I only talked for a while.

It was raining torrentially at night, the thunder was endless, and the streets were flooded.

He walked around the crowd, hunched over and walked slowly to the door, but stopped.

Turning her head and looking back, Ning Buhui was still bragging with the quacks, with a bright smile on her face.

Everyone is young, and I am already old.

Stretching out his hand, just as he was about to close the door, his body suddenly paused, and the pupils in his eyes constricted slightly.

This era is not peaceful. Four years ago, Dongzhou, Xuanzhou, and Dizhou formed an alliance to attack Huangzhou. Blood flowed like rivers and bones piled up like mountains.

After two devastating battles, the Wanli Grand Canyon has already been razed to the ground. Without the isolation of this natural moat, with the structure of the continent, a big battle will happen sooner or later.

It's just that it's really early.

And as the peace was broken, all the young people wanted to make contributions and make a name for themselves, so naturally there was a lot of unrest in the world.

The two months before and after the Holy Land Martial Arts Contest are not allowed to fight. This is a continental agreement, and it also gives Huangzhou a chance to breathe.

In fact, the barren land could no longer hold on under the pressure of the joint aggression of the three major states.

If it wasn't for Huang Yinsha, the female army god of Huangzhou, who sent out a lot of surprise soldiers and fought a few beautiful battles with fewer victories, Huangzhou might have fallen in the past four years.

The demons didn't dare to move, because Xizhou was ready to move and threatened to invade.

The mainland structure is ambiguous and changing, and everything is only for profit.

Such weather, this is an era of thunderstorms.

The reason why Gu Que's hand stopped is naturally because the world is so dangerous, he lost his martial arts, but his heart is still there.

The door was slowly opened, and behind the door stood a mysterious man wearing a coir raincoat, a bamboo hat, and a long knife. He was tall, strong and powerful, with steady breathing and sharp eyes.

He is obviously strong, and there is no surprise on Gu Que's face, just because his eyes are not blind.

Pretending to be afraid, Gu Que hunched over and was about to leave when the mysterious man stretched out his hand, blocking his way.

The arms are thick and long, the movements are clean and neat, and the breathing remains unchanged.

His sharp eyes seemed to see through Gu Que, and he said in a deep voice, "You were stunned for a moment before opening the door. In fact, you know there are people outside."

Gu Que didn't speak, just listened quietly.

But the mysterious man continued: "It's very dark outside, and there are lights in the house. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to see outside. You are an expert."

Gu Que raised her head and said with a smile, "I'm just a storyteller."

The mysterious man said: "It's not uncommon for a great hermit to hide from the world. Since it's a storyteller, would you like to work overtime?"

Gu Que sighed, it seemed that he couldn't do it if he wanted to leave, he turned his head and walked slowly onto the stage again.

As the door was slammed shut with a loud bang, everyone was startled and turned their heads quickly.

There was a puddle of water on the ground, and the water droplets on the coir raincoat were still dripping down. The leather boots were very old, but the figure of this man was tall and straight enough.

He does have a sword-like aura, so that everyone can see at a glance that he is not weak.

As a result, the entire inn lobby seemed to become quiet, and Ning Buhui's body gradually tensed up. The strong man's sense of crisis has always been very sensitive.

Everyone held their breath, as if they knew what was going to happen, without saying a word, the mysterious man had already moved.

He was so fast that he was as fierce as a cheetah, rushing towards the ground, the long knife in his waist did not come out, but he slapped Ning Buhui on the shoulder with his palm.

Ning Buhui's speed was also very fast, the two of them clashed immediately, there was an endless sound of shock, and the crackling sound of clapping hands was like firecrackers, both fast and ruthless.

The vitality has not been released, but the surrounding wind has already rolled up, the seats are shaking endlessly, and everyone is exclaiming.

But after just a dozen breaths, the two separated.

Ning Buhui narrowed his eyes, and the mysterious man said indifferently: "Yes, it's not in vain. Participating in the Holy Land Martial Arts, you can hardly be regarded as an opponent."

Ning Buhui said: "How do you know that I have tried my best?"

The mysterious man said: "How do you know that I tried my best?"

The needle pointed at the wheat awn, but it was meaningless. The two took a look, and then sat down.

And soon, the door of the inn was pushed open again, this time it was very light, but maybe it was too quiet in the field, everyone reacted and looked forward.I saw that this was a bright and charming woman in white clothes, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn waters, her nose was tall and straight, her lips were like vermilion, Shi Shi came, but her face was indifferent.

Tall and slender, her waist is full, her white skirt is fluttering, and she is faintly dusty.

With long hair and shawls, she looked at the crowd and smiled slightly, then found a seat and sat down slowly.

Her posture and movements are very exquisite, and she has received a good etiquette education, but the heavy rain, the howling wind, and the unstoppable rain did not even wet her clothes.

Of course she is not weak, and no one will treat her as weak.

No one would believe a weak woman who walks the rivers and lakes without any skills.

Gu Que frowned, his memory was not bad, so he wouldn't forget some things, but he really couldn't recognize who the woman in front of him was.

She feels very familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere.

She sat down, and the waiter greeted her, but she didn't respond, she just raised her head to look at Gu Que, and said softly: "I heard that there is an old storyteller here. Knowing the future for a hundred years, being able to speak the truth, and knowing all kinds of secrets, is really a strange person! The little girl came here specially, just to ask the old man to talk about it, it is a bit late, I am really sorry, the reward is naturally there."

What kind of strange people, of course they are all talking for fun, why can't they brag just for eating these days?It is easy to say that there is a bounty, at least it can let me spend some days in peace.

Gu Que nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know if the girl came here specially, what do you want the old man to say?"

The woman said lightly: "October [-]th, there will be a martial arts festival in the Holy Land. The old gentleman might as well say a few words to the young people to encourage them!"

A woman who came here on a torrential rainy night just to listen to herself encourage young people?This is obviously problematic.

But it doesn't matter anymore, I am already old, and my life is cheap, so it doesn't matter what issues I talk about.

I have experienced many things, life and death, and I am not too afraid.

He nodded and said slowly: "October [-]th, there will be a martial arts competition in the Holy Land. In fact, I am not qualified to speak too much. Since I have a request from the audience, I will just speak nonsense."

We all know that the old man can talk like a lotus flower, and everyone immediately became interested, looking at him one by one, like a serious student in class.

Gu Que glanced at everyone and sighed: "The meaning of the martial arts in the holy land, 40 years ago, when the god emperor Xuanyuankuo was in power, the emperor of Dongzhou won the martial arts in the holy land. Holy unique knowledge, pass on the civilization of the ages, and create peace for all generations."

Everyone shook their bodies together, and Gu Que continued: "Ten thousand years ago, the five seas invaded, and the mainland was once destroyed, so there was a martial arts after that. In the beginning, it will become a martial arts competition in the mainland, covering the entire continent. It aims to create a point of belief, promote the glory of martial arts in the mainland, enhance the combat power of the human race, inherit civilization, and protect peace."

"It's not just that martial arts exchanges are so simple, it's just the shape, not the soul. The real soul is to give people a kind of enlightenment, a kind of belief, so that young people can go out of their homes, cross great rivers, see the beautiful world, improve their horizons, and raise their hearts. Become the heart of the world."

Gu Que said: "So what I want to say is that all cultivators who participate in the holy land martial arts competition should not be obsessed with winning or losing games and the results of the competition, but should open their hearts, look down at the rivers and mountains, and see the world, so that they can truly find their own. position."

"This is an era of thunderstorms and storms. Western states are facing each other. The war is imminent. The three states of Dongzhou, Dizhou, and Xuanzhou are united to attack Huangzhou. The Dragon and Sparrow Alliance seems to be impenetrable, but it has already been affected by the war. The youth has With lofty aspirations, the elders have a heart of merit, so this world is sharp and full of crises. In such a troubled world, if you can understand your own position, you can find your own position. Where is your position? It depends on the nature of the individual."

Speaking of this, Gu Que became interested, looked at Ning Buhui, and said with a smile: "Where does the girl stand?"

Ning Buhui said softly: "It's about people."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone around was shocked.