Chapter 129

On the second day of December.

Mo Yun gets up to have breakfast. As soon as he enters the dining room, he hears a clear female voice outside the door calling: "is anyone there, my maid will return the flute for you!"

Lu Zhengkang took the bowl and looked at him, "go, what are you doing?"

The maids on both sides of the dining room peeped at the young swordsman.

Mo Yun's face was puzzled, "what's the matter? You mean the man outside? I don't know her

"You can pull it down. Of course you don't know her, but her young lady made you cry yesterday."

The maid's eyes became meaningful.

"I am not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense

Mo Yun blushed and rushed out of the door.

Junxian lives outside the door, standing a girl in a green shirt. When she sees Mo Yun in a white robe, she waves at him, "young master, let me return the flute."

Mo Yun's face was full of words. He wanted to ask a lot of questions. But when he got back the flute, the girl said goodbye and left, but he didn't say a word. Not only did he not answer the question, but also he was very impolite.

There was a moment, just a moment, a moment when the timing was very chaotic. Maybe it was the blush of the girl's lips, or the glare of her mother of Pearl behind her temples, or the flutes moving in the air, and the air flowing through the holes of the flutes

At this point, Mo Yun can't help feeling that his downright failure is a waste left on the edge of social life.

He stood stupidly outside the door, thinking of the afternoon forest.

Three simple faced peasants followed him, and they mourned.

"Sir, it's almost here. It's the stockade in front of us. It's the gang of bandits!"

"You must make the decision for us!"

"The bandits robbed money and food, and the women in the village. If we don't get these back, there will be a famine in the village on New Year's Day!"

"Pity my little girl -"

How can farmers cheat? They are kind-hearted and simple. Their vision is so short that they have only one mu and three cents of land. They will work hard for food. If there is any possibility of recovering food, these three farmers will not cheat.

Mo Yun also thought so that they could see their faces, dark, senescent, unwashable earthy flavour, sweaty and sweaty clothes, and their eyes were staring straight away. The expression seemed to be a fixed and rigid appearance of life and the earth.

They don't cheat.

But three sharp knives were thrust into the back at the most critical time.

Sharp tingling and burning, poisoned knife.

The poison burned his heart. Mo Yun felt the whirling of the sky and the dancing of the remnant sword in his hand. But he couldn't feel that he was waving the sword. It was as if the sword was moving with his hands. It was like a swift flying in a hurry. In the dark field of vision, it appeared from time to time, with messy blood.

More cold light hit, chest, waist and abdomen, toxins constantly Qinru.

The earth.

Farmers don't cheat because they have the same characteristics as the earth.

The earth always supports people to stand, it is hard and tenacious.

But these two cognitions are all wrong.

Farmers cheat people. In order to survive, they cheat people. What's more, they are not farmers, but bandits disguised as farmers.

The earth does not always support people, she is not always tenacious and hard, she is sometimes soft and greedy, muddy ground a little bit engulfed people.

“……”

The wind is gentle and the sun is warm.

Mo Yun looked up blankly. He didn't know how long he had been in a daze outside the door.

Lu Zhengkang had finished his breakfast, and Shi Shiran went out with a copy of the Heart Sutra. When he passed by, he gave a laugh of unknown meaning.

Mo Yun frowned, did not respond, bowed his head and turned back to the bedroom.

He suddenly felt a great loss, and then a deep self doubt.

Is it really a good choice to come to Beidi?

My past is denied here.

Martial arts, talent, talent, disposition and habit.

All these shape the thing named Moyun, which makes him out of tune with the world around him.

The sword technique is not allowed to be used, the flute is played by accident, and the words and deeds are different from the habits of Beidi.

Sometimes resentment and pressure just need a little push to completely break the dike.

He knew life was hard, but it was too hard.

So, how do you fit in?

Give up stubborn? Bend your back?

Is Moyun still Moyun?

……

Lu Zhengkang took a sip of Tie Guanyin, then put down the white porcelain cup of Jun kiln.

He asked casually, "is there something hard to hide in the almsgiving family?"

To some extent, it is true that every family has its own difficult classics. Even the powerful families like Quanfu are reluctant to mention their difficulties.

In fact, there is a rumor in the capital that the eldest son of Quanfu had a strange disease, so the position of the head of the family was passed on to the second lady by the old Duke.Quan Suhuan was upright and asked, "how did you hear about this, little master?"

"It's spreading all over the streets. How can I not hear it?"

"I didn't expect you, a monk, to care about gossip."

"It's not important to be a monk or not. Of course, I don't mention it in order to embarrass the benefactor," Lu Zhengkang said with a click on the armrest of the red sandalwood. "Do you remember that I said before that the benefactor would encounter a trouble in three months?"

"This matter has something to do with the internal affairs of our government?"

"Yes, the poor monk intended to be the power house to spend money in Guangdong, but the fate changed. After the steward there changed, the robbery would be avoided."

Quan Suhuan has a good talk with Lu Zhengkang these days, and he knows his character quite well. He has never been afraid to offend others. Therefore, he believes in his words.

"What is the trouble now?"

"This time, the disaster has been going on all the time, but after we two came, the situation went to the worst."

"Is there a way to solve it?"

"Wait and see what happens. I'll tell the benefactor to pay attention then."

……

Ning Baiyi is a jade box disciple of Baihua Valley in bailuze, Guangnan.

Baihua Valley is famous for its medical skills. Its disciples, regardless of their status, are respected by the people in the river and lake, because they are unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness.

Ning Baiyi's identity has been passed down. At this age, it's amazing.

Among the upright young people in the world, she is also ranked number one, but she is not famous because she is introverted and doesn't like to make trouble.

The people of Quan government went to Baihua Valley for medical treatment. At last, the valley master sent Ning Bai Yisui to the capital for medical treatment.

Naturally, the one to be cured is the eldest son of Quan Suhuan, who is the eldest brother of Quan Suhuan.

This man is rebellious, but he is very intelligent. He was once thought to be able to lead the government to a higher level, making the countless buildings more lasting.

However, the accident is that the young master accidentally fell off his horse during the outing and fell out of a lost soul disease.

For some reason, the symptoms of this young man did not begin to be taken seriously until the first two years.

At that time, the old Duke had already gone with the end of the dynasty. Quan Suhuan remembered that he had such a big brother and went to see a doctor again. Unexpectedly, the situation had changed.

Eldest son Quan Hongming's condition has deteriorated into a kind of curse like disease.

It was originally a weak flesh shell, but I don't know why it became so powerful. Ten fingernails are thick and sharp, and the broken stone pierces the gold. It's just as easy. There's black air on the surface, and the shape seems unknown.

It's all right to say that right and left are unconscious vegetarians, but Quan Hongming will travel in the night for no reason, like a dream is not a dream, like waking up is not waking up, fierce and irritable, killing no one.

After the death of the first servant, Quan Hongming was immediately imprisoned and sent to the prime minister's temple to pray for his good fortune and exorcism.

It's been another year and the situation has not improved.

Ning Baiyi is the final salvation of the government.

If she succeeds, the government will support one more person. If she fails, it means one more funeral.