Xing Zhen raised his hand to block everyone for the third time, and stood there. He looked forward solemnly, kept his breathing silently, and gradually became stable.

The Bu Shi and the Ting also saw the danger ahead. The former looked at the corner of Xing Zhen's clothes. The latter whispered to comfort him: "Brother Xing Zhen, forget it if you can't do it."

When Old Man Yang saw Xing Zhen still staring ahead, he had no intention of giving up. After a curve was drawn on the corner of his mouth, he calmly swallowed the clouds and blew.

Xing Zhen bent his legs slightly and suddenly exerted force to sprint forward. His feet were steady and powerful, and snowflakes splashed everywhere. After more than ten steps, he suddenly jumped more than ten feet high. After landing, the snow exploded, like a blooming white flower.

Xing Zhen was wrapped in flowers, and behind him was a row of sharpened fences that suddenly strung out from the ground, with the spikes facing upwards leveling with Xing Zhen’s waist.

After landing, the dull boy continued to sprint and jumped up in one go. He was like a human-shaped rock that kept smashing into the snow and scattering white flowers. He was bouncing up and rushing towards the next target.

After bounced ten times in a row, there was a fence with ten rows of pins behind him. For the eleventh jump, Xing Zhen suddenly changed his height and body posture.

After landing, the carp and fish were thrust hard, and they jumped more than half a meter high. The body was less than an inch against the raised fence, and the body was also less than an inch, with sharpened bamboo rows.

Xing Zhen interspersed through the upper and lower spaces, and the time and distance were just a slight grasp. It seemed extremely dangerous, but the clothes were safely landing without touching the spikes. The two rows of spikes behind him hit each other and then pounded and shattered.

After Xing Zhen landed on the ground, he rolled twice in place, then jumped up in a small arc and leaned forward. He quickly took the action to grab the bamboo tray falling from the sky, and his body fell along with the bamboo tray.

The boy jumped hard on his arm and leaped on the back of the bamboo tray, and his toes were lightly tapping his body and then flew into the air again. The boy's figure had just left the bamboo tray, and after the slap, the spikes in the four directions of the left and right collided together.

The wood chips mixed with snowflakes were flying in the air. The boy turned around and grinned. He patted his ploppy little heart, and said in fear: "It's so dangerous."

The little Bu Shi and the little guy who couldn't wait jumped to Xing Zhen and rushed to Xing Zhen. Especially the little guy, he hung on Xing Zhen and gave a thumbs up and shouted: "Brother Xing Zhen is so awesome."

The Bushi was much more like Myanmar, so he stood by and jumped and started to cheer.

Even Old Man Yang, who often slaps flowers, put away the tobacco pipes and applauded with the children.

Seeing the three little guys looking at him strangely, Old Man Yang found out that he was disobedient. He immediately put away his smile and sternly hit him.

"Don't be too proud, today is just luck. I'll take you to a more dangerous place next time."

Seeing that the three little guys were indifferent, Old Man Yang couldn't bear to blame him too much.

"I have a good time, let's stop here today, go back and rest as soon as possible."

In the evening, Xing Zhen went to the little girl's mother with shame and asked for two eggs. He sneaked to the old man Guan's house alone.

There were no outsiders in the village, so Xing Zhen knocked on the door lightly and was summoned into the house. Old man Guan was extremely excited after hearing that it was Xing Zhen's voice.

I was old and weak and disabled. I told too many stories yesterday and didn’t speak very confidently. I also had a hoarse voice and didn’t have a loud voice.

"Why, the boy hasn't heard enough stories and is here to find the old man again?"

Xing Zhen smiled and agreed: "Well, the story told by the old man is very wonderful, I must have experienced it myself."

I saw that the shriveled gaps of the old man Guan’s eyes were trembling slightly, but they were still dry.

"Very very good, finally someone believes in the old man. Come on, I will continue to tell you."

Xing Zhen comforted, "Grandpa Guan, don't be anxious. I went to the kitchen to ask for two eggs. I will peel the shells for you to eat first, and then talk about it after I finish eating."

Old Man Guan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, boy is good, I know how to care about the old man."

In fact, the old man did not short of eggs, but he cherished the two sent by Xing Zhen. He swallowed them all in one mouthful and stuffed his mouth full.

The eggs are dry, and eating them like this will inevitably lead to choking, which will make the old man cough and asthma. Xing Zhen slapped the old man's back with one hand and took off the small gourd on his waist with the other hand.

"The water in my gourd is particularly sweet. I'll pour you a bowl of it and drink it."

Old man Guan: "Cough cough, okay."

After drinking a glass of water, the old man looked red like a red look. He exclaimed: "What kind of water is this? After drinking it, my legs were sweating."

Xing Zhen was surprised: "Don't Grandpa Guan like the water inside the gourd?"

Old Man Guan shook his head: "No, no, I like it very much. I feel that drinking this water for a long time will help your legs recover."

Xing Zhen smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pour a pot for Grandpa Guan, and come back every night to refill it."

Old Man Guan waved his hand: "No, no, I just said it casually. It just felt strange. These legs have been disabled for more than 20 years. It is impossible to cure it."

Xing Zhen asked curiously: "Grandpa Guan, I have something to say, please don't mind."

"It's easy to say, just say something."

"I don't want to hear the story of the woman in the heavy sword tonight, I want to hear Grandpa Guan's own story. And the story of your eyes and legs."

Old Man Guan laughed dryly: "I don't have any good stories, it's just the family matters of some small people."

Xing Zhen insisted: "It's okay, big people have the style of big people, and small people have the variety of small people."

Old Man Guan clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, you guy like to listen, the old man will tell you."

"I was a gangster who was doing nothing in the village back then. When I saw my master's style, I was shocked by his style. I thought of following his master."

Xing was ashamed and had no choice but to interrupt the old man: "Grandpa Guan, let's tell you this time to tell your own story."

Old man Guan was impatient: "Little kid, are you so impatient? You must not let me talk slowly."

"I heard that my master took over the position of governor of Nanliang, and I suddenly had the idea of ​​joining the army. It was a coincidence that I was rejected by the commission when I signed up because I was not suitable for the atmosphere of the military camp. "I happened to meet my master passing by and remember my actions that day. Nodded to agree to my participation in the military camp."

The old man said that this place was particularly brilliant, as if it was twenty years younger. He proudly said, "That was the closest time I had to my master."

Xing Zhen interrupted helplessly: "Didn't he say that the heavy sword woman is your master? Didn't he follow her often?"

The old man lamented: "It's just my willing master. I didn't say a few words to her. I just looked at her style from afar and admiration."

"Hey, hey, why did you suddenly become rude? You interrupt me to tell a story, and I won't slap you twice."

"After joining the army, it is the happiest thing in my life. Finally, I know that men need to have something to do, and men cannot be idle."

"If you don't say anything else, just talking about the emotion of dependent on other soldiers for life and death can be a life-and-death cowhide."

"There are daily food and drinks, and there is meat every meal. This kind of life was a luxury in Nanliang at that time. But under the military camp managed by the owner, it was like this every day."

"When you are free, you brag about women, drink, drink, play tricks and fight. If you don't put anything in your heart, you're so happy like a god."

"After going to the battlefield to fight and fight, the brothers gathered together to look at the master's figure from afar, and were even more influenced by the master's charm. A group of big men rushed up like they had drunk chicken blood."

"In the military camp, they are brothers, and when they go to the battlefield, they are brothers. They take care of each other. But the battlefield is the battlefield after all, and casualties are inevitable."

"I saw this leg, just to save the old brother. I pushed him away and was broken by a war horse."

Speaking of this, the old man's tone became heavier and his words were choked.

"That was the last time I participated in the battlefield and the last time I saw the master's back."

"I may have survived our group of brothers who eat, drink, beat and scold us all day long. It's not because we are not brave, but because our brothers saved me with their lives."

"It's the old brother I just mentioned that I saved my life at the foot of the horse. In order to repay his kindness, he blocked two arrow feathers with his body."

"The arrow feathers are extremely penetrating, and they shoot through the old brother's heart and expose their chests. After the old brother fell down, the little sword tip that penetrated through my two eyes was unbiased."

The old man's voice was getting slower and slower, intermittent.

"It was the old brother who did this intentionally, so that I would not see the war behind me, the brothers around me fell down, and the whereabouts of my master were unknown."

Old Man Guan could no longer continue talking, and raised his dry palm to wipe his eyes without eyes or tears.

Then he sighed: "How great it is to have wine, I can talk to the old guys."

The next day, Xing Zhen’s first words when he saw Old Man Yang were: “Old Yang, I want to make money.”

The latter sneered: "With you eating and drinking, what do you want to do?"

Xing Zhen firmly replied: "There are many things to do, and I can't eat and drink for nothing."

Mr. Yang thought for a while and said, "You can cast it. When I look back, I will make a furnace and create more weapons for the copycat."

Xing Zhenli looked embarrassed and after a long struggle, he decided to speak: "I don't want to build weapons for the copycat, I don't want the weapons I've built to harm innocent people."

Old Yang gave a cigarette puddle pot without hesitation.

"In the winter, I stayed honestly in the village. Do you see someone going out to rob? I will go out to hunt before the New Year, and many brothers will die without weapons."

Xing Zhen suddenly realized: "So that's it. OK, I decided to build weapons for the copycat. But I agreed in advance that my weapons cannot be contaminated with the blood of the people."

Another cigarette puddle pot made the walker grin.

"Okay, no problem."

After a night of turmoil in Qingyang Town, the head of the people disappeared one after another. The peace in the town did not return and was still turbulent.

When Ge Shuren was extremely frightened, he still did not get rid of his insatiable habits. The next day, he drove all the people from the four major families out of their respective mansions, and all the houses in the world were checked by the government.

The slaves of the four major families had long been scattered, leaving only a few of them. In this way, they became wandering children without tiles.

These lonely people who had planned to leave Qingyang Town did not suffer singly. Before they could leave the city gate, they were detained by the government yamen runners.

It turned out that Ge Shuren realized that it was a bit inappropriate forcibly collecting the land deeds of the four major families, and would be criticized by the people of Qingyang Town. At the moment of the storm, the fewer such things, the better. Otherwise, they would become their own deadly knife.

Ge Shuren, who knew the four major families well, came up with a plan. He took out old accounts and detained all the personnel of the four major families for bribery and harming the village.

As for the bribery, all the money was pushed to the damn Master Suyi. Without any evidence, it was all up to his casual opening and closing of his heart.

Besides, the silver notes and the previous gold, silver and fine softness were all taken away by the damn master Li Ru. It can be said that the geese plucked their hair and dug three feet into the ground, and cleaned them up completely. Otherwise, Ge Shuren would not have been so impatient to make money.
Chapter completed!