Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 101

The blazing sun shines on the earth, and the cicadas sing loudly.

From time to time, a little breeze blows white flocs, like summer snow, but there is only hot wind blowing on the face, and there is little coolness.

A carriage was driving on the road at an unhurried pace, the overly intense sunlight made everything look sluggish, even the leaves of the tall trees on both sides of the road seemed to curl up slightly, and the cicadas sounded tired.

Heaven and earth are furnaces, everything is copper.

The shadow of the carriage stretched very long on the ground, casting a shade of shade, and it kept running to the distance, but the fierce heat was always everywhere.

When the carriage drives forward, the shadow will chase after it, and the shade cast by it can only be suspended for a moment after all, without rest.

Mo Qiu stayed in the carriage.

His figure was too tall and his features were too obvious, especially after killing Emperor Zong Ming, his recognizable appearance was not suitable for running around at this time.

Although the news should not be spread like that, in order to avoid many unnecessary troubles, it is better to be more stable.

The driver held the reins of the carriage and stared straight ahead at the sunlight projected down, as if there was a road full of water.

When the carriage drove away, everything seemed to be a mirror image, and further away, a new water lake appeared.

No one spoke, and everything seemed to be chasing forward in silence without stopping.

In the carriage, Mo Qiu leaned against the carriage, thinking about the future path of the Mo family.

After slaughtering Emperor Zong Ming, Dayue seemed to have no place for the Mohist family, or it could be said that there was a place for shelter everywhere.

If you want to achieve a career, like the Huang Chao and Bailian leaders, you can raise the banner of rebellion, and it is no different from the [-]th Route rebels.

It is nothing more than robbing houses and houses, killing some people and living some people, and then attacking cities and villages to fight for the Dragon Pavilion.

Or simply go away to a foreign country, leaving the green hills without fear of no firewood.

Except for Emperor Zong Ming, who has cultivated to the point of losing his mind, which emperor didn't treat his master with courtesy?
When the master is angry, the emperor is also afraid!

The flames of war are not extinguished in the big moon, but there are still many safe places in the world, why hang on a tree?
When he jumped out of the cage and really looked at the whole world, it seemed that the whole moon was nothing.

"Squeak~Squeak~"

Occasionally, the old carriage will make a teeth-stinging sound when it walks on the uneven road.

Mo Qiu frowned, but he turned a blind eye to the way out that countless ordinary people could see.

"Squeak~Squeak~"

The bumps became heavier and heavier, as if they wanted to throw people off the carriage. This road, full of illusions and ravines, was so difficult that it made people upset.

"Squeak~Squeak~"

The sound became more and more frequent, the bumps and shakes became more and more intense, and the road surface seemed to undulate like waves.

At one point, bang!
The carriage stopped.

Mo Qiu jumped out of the carriage and looked at the wheels that had sunk into the pit.

This road, the more you go forward, the more uneven it is. Usually no one repairs and takes care of it. Although it is a majestic avenue, it is not easy to walk because it is rarely visited by people.

"Giant."

Gong looked at the carriage stuck in the pit with shame, "I blame me for not being able to control it well."

"This road is difficult to walk, how can it be blamed on people?" Mo Qiu shook his head indifferently, stretched out his hand, and dragged the carriage abruptly.

But one of the wheels has cracked, and it seems that there is no way to continue to use it.

"Pity."

Gong felt a little distressed, even if a wheel of a well-built carriage was damaged halfway, it would not be able to move on.

"What a pity?"

However, Mo Qiu disagreed with him, "Although this place is inaccessible, it is not necessarily unpopulated, but few people go. The carriage is broken, but the people are not broken. Leave the carriage frame here, and wait until winter. Come here, you can also use this to warm firewood, and it may not be possible to attract crowds by the firelight, and it is also a beautiful thing."

Gong was stunned for a moment before saying, "But we can only walk with our legs!"

"Let's go then!"

Mo Qiu said: "Why, being my disciple, have you been wronged?"

"That's not it!"

Gong got out of the carriage, untied the reins, and dragged the horse to follow Mo Qiu's footsteps, walking on this rough road at a leisurely pace.

The chirping of cicadas began to fade away, and occasionally there would be some cool and delicate light and shadow cast from the branches and leaves of tall trees, covering them.

It can't calm down the hot summer, but it can also bring a little warmth.

As he was walking, Gong suddenly called out, "Master Mo?"

"Ok?"

Mo Qiu responded and glanced at Gong.

Most of the time, this disciple would call him Juzi, which represented absolute following and recognition.

Whenever I call Master Mo, I have a question I want to ask.

"At first."

Gong lowered his head, and his voice seemed to come from far away, "When we went to Yuzhou, there were a total of [-] Mohists. We lost nearly half of them and got a little bit of immortality. The ever-expanding disaster. Later, you gave the fairy fate to Emperor Zongming in exchange for the stability of Yuzhou.

However, it's only been a year.

Emperor Zongming didn't restrain himself after getting the fate of immortality, but instead pursued immortality more and more. The Longevity Immortal Palace has caused countless people to suffer.The land of Yuzhou did not stabilize because of this. The White Lotus Sect made waves there and raised the banner of rebellion.You couldn't bear it anymore and killed Emperor Zongming again."

Gong sank down, and there seemed to be flickering lights in his eyes.

There was a wind rushing towards the sky, and the white clouds finally temporarily blocked the scorching sun.

"But I always think, we lost so many people back then, and kept the morality in our hearts. Why didn't everything develop in a good direction, but got worse and worse? The really damned people didn't die, and we who will never stand up again."

Gong didn't dare to look at Mo Qiu, followed the shadows, looked up at the sky, and said, "I can't help but think! Did we go wrong? Actually, we can go another way?"

"Keep your head down."

Suddenly, Mo Qiu said.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped lightly, avoiding the trap on the ground——some hunter left it here, the trap used for hunting has been used for many years, but a trap is a trap, and it is always uncomfortable to bump into it. happy.

"If you want to look up, you have to look at the road under your feet, right?"

Mo Qiu stood firm, and continued, "I told you before, take the greatest benefit and the smallest harm. The greatest benefit in this world is the benefit of the world. The smallest harm is unintentional harm. Often, there is always unintentional harm. Therefore, a gentleman must do something and not do something.

It may become an unintentional harm, and we must do our best to avoid it.Those who have the opportunity to become the world's best, we must do our best to fight for it. "

He stopped, removed the trap, and continued walking forward.

"That's why a gentleman is nothing more than a weak man, who creates a bright sun. The incident in Yuzhou did cause heavy losses to the Mohists. But after this incident, the number of Mohist people has also expanded to three thousand, which is more than ten times more than at the beginning. This is the salary. The fire is passed on from generation to generation, and life is endless!
As for what happened afterwards, how could you blame yourself?At that time, there was no better choice. Could it be that you had a full meal today and blamed yourself for why you ate so many meals in the past?Wouldn't it be good to just eat today's full meal?Where in the world is there such a reason? "

Steady footsteps landed on the ground, leaving shallow, thin and broad footprints, which seemed to be wiped away by a gust of wind, and seemed to be still so clearly visible no matter how many years of polishing.

Those who have the most ideals and beliefs are always at the forefront and the first to fall.

Money will flow to those who are not short of money, love will flow to those who are not short of love, and death will always flow to those who are not afraid of death.

So much so that it seems that all the efforts have been turned into nothing, leaving only a few heroic figures in the world, passing back and forth between a few words.

But that doesn't mean everything is meaningless.

It is difficult to understand in the long night, but there are always people who use this as a torch.

When the sun is shining brightly, there will always be white clouds coming.

From ancient to modern times, there are many who love the world, but few who love the common people.

Those who love the world and the common people so far have not come from ink!

"But."

Gong looked down at the road under his feet, and said hesitantly: "I am worried that one day, all the Mohists will fall down. Even Mohist, you can no longer lead the descendants to go forward. The morality we uphold , will anyone really inherit it? Will there be anyone in the world who will recognize us?"

"what"

Mo Qiu laughed, and said with a big laugh, "Why are you afraid that there is no one in the world? Even though there is no one in the world, Mozi's words still exist!"

For a long time, as a martial arts master, and even as a giant of the Mohist school, Mo Qiu seldom showed that he was different. On the contrary, his requirements for himself were more assiduous and strict than those of the Mohists, and he never showed any hint of arrogance.

It seems that in him, he will never see the "superiority" that belongs to normal people, the kind of ambition and expectation that must prove that he is extraordinary.

But at this time, he finally revealed the tip of the iceberg that has always been hidden but always revealed, that corner has the world in mind and the heart that measures the morals of the world.

Even if there is no one left in the world, his words will live forever!

This is not because he is so great, but because he has been walking on the right path, unwavering, and his heart will not change!
The theory of the Mohist school may disappear, the Mohist may die, and he will surely turn into dust, but what does that matter?

In this world, I have been here, I have worked hard, and my words will always remain in this deep land of love!
Time changes and the world changes, the laws of heaven reincarnate, don't change your heart!

There will always be descendants who wipe away the dust of the years, and get a glimpse of the fragrance and brilliance that may have been dusty for a long time, and then use the afterglow of the predecessors to maintain the morality of the world!
Gong was stunned, and murmured: "There is no one in the world, and the words of Zimozi are still there?!"

Mo Qiu nodded affirmatively and said: "There is no one in the world, and the words of Zi Mozi are still alive!"

Gong stopped in his tracks, with an extremely painful expression on his face.

"Master Mo, we can't save everyone."

Gong feels that every breath is so difficult, following such a man, it always makes people feel ashamed unconsciously, as if there is a scorching sun in a trance.

The bright sun was clearly blocked by the white clouds, so where did the scorching heat come from?
"Who told you to save everyone?"

Mo Qiu glanced at him in surprise, "Do you really think of yourself as an immortal who saves the common people? If there is no Mohism, could it be possible that everyone would not live? Everyone in the world has their own way of life, so there must be someone to save them." ?

We are just trying to make their lives better, better.What's going on with you today, you didn't have so many disturbing thoughts before. "

Gong tremblingly took out a letter from his bosom, the expression of grief on his face became more and more intense.

Mo Qiu took it and opened it.

Breathing seemed to stop.

In the late spring and early summer of the 37th year of Zongming, after Zhang Qihan defeated Daqing, he carried his coffin and fought to the death at Xiongguan in Yuzhou.

Daqing soldiers and horses entered the city without sealing their swords for ten days.

People were killed or injured.

According to the calculation of time, Yuzhou Xiongguan has been broken for more than two months.

This belated letter, across thousands of mountains and rivers, was finally delivered to him.

There was no expression on Mo Qiu's face, he just asked tremblingly, "When did you receive this letter?"

Ever since Gongshang passed into the prison, Gong has been helping to manage the Mo family's intelligence network.

All kinds of news are also screened by Gong before they are sent to him, which can save a lot of time.

"The night that Emperor Zongming called you to attend his birthday." Gong whispered.

That day he ran to see Master Mo with his whole body drenched, and what he saw were the countless letters in Master Mo's hands and the unspeakable misery on Master Mo's face.

How can Master Mo handle the affairs of the world alone?

He didn't hand out the letter.

"Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"

Mo Qiu looked at Gong, his gaze seemed to be extremely heavy, making Gong involuntarily hunched up, as insignificant as dust.

"I didn't inform your friend to leave." Gong paused, and said again.

"why!"

Mo Qiu's eyes became more and more angry.

"Of course I can inform him and say that I want to treat Mo Zhe and take our people with me. But, as far as I know, he has another imperial physician who is in the imperial hospital and has a very good relationship. That imperial physician has already married a wife. had sons, and his children had married wives and had sons.

We can trick him away, how can we take that imperial doctor away?If you take the imperial doctor away, do you want to take his child away too?If the child is taken away, should the relatives take it away? Endless, leaving only resentment. "

Gong lowered his head again, "Master Mo, we can't save everyone. He may not understand what you are doing. I am even worried that he will go to inform you one step ahead of time. Mo can sacrifice, why can't others What? If you want to do big things, how can you be safe and secure everywhere, without any involvement?"

"So—you want them to die together?!"

Mo Qiu looked at him with unstoppable disappointment in his eyes.

This was originally his most promising disciple!

"I" Gong wanted to say something else.

But it doesn't have to be.

Mo Qiu was like a shooting star, rushing towards the imperial capital.

Every time the burly giant stepped out, it would leave a clear imprint on the ground.

When the imperial capital was far away, he saw a fast horse galloping towards him. On the horse was a Mohist unknown to outsiders.

"Giant?!"

Mo Zhe, who had just left the imperial capital, couldn't help being surprised when he saw Mo Qiu rushing towards him like a comet hitting the moon.

"what's up?"

Mo Qiu came to his side, "Say it quickly!"

"Gong asked me to stay there and tell your friends to leave after hearing the news of your success. As a result, when I rushed to the small courtyard after receiving the news, the Imperial Army had already surrounded it. Later, Princess Lin of Prince Yu's Mansion left I went in, but for some reason, the forbidden army had already withdrawn." said the Mohist.

"Evacuated?"

Mercury paused.

"Yes! Really all evacuated, not even a secret whistle!" The ink man nodded repeatedly.

Mo Qiu looked at the battle report of Yuzhou in his hand, and then at the imperial capital which was already in sight.

Brother, wait for me to come back, take some free time, and ask you to drink and apologize again.

(End of this chapter)