Legend of Fei

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Zhou Fei picked a few pretty looks from the box of leftover shells Xie Yun left for her. She wore a hole and put it in a small shirt knitted by Chen Lao's fishnet trim. The tatter is gone, if you go to get two patched sacks, she will be able to be a little boss in the beggar gang.

Zhou Fei intends to go home first, recover with Li Jinrong, and then go to Zhou Yitang to see if he has anything to send. If something is wrong with this, she thinks that she has to go south again, looking for something else. No other bladder can be dug.

In the Central Plains, every martial art that has become a climate has its own system, with a name, a surname, and a source. If the internal force mentioned by Master Tong Ming is there, it should not be registered without a name. Since it cannot be found in the Central Plains Wulin, Zhou Fei thought It may be possible to go out of the country and try luck with Nanjiang. For this, she should also go to Nanjiang to compare with Yang Jin after the winter, so that he can help him pay attention to the strange things of Nanjiang.

There were so many things of all kinds to arrange the next spring, Zhou Fei did not dare to delay, and was covered with a shell of sparsely swaying, all the way to the official road, fast horse whip, who knows to travel halfway, and before she went out of the land, she saw the fireworks of Forty-eight Village- —This playback is more ingenious, mixed in a lot of ordinary fireworks. It doesn't seem to be a matter of urgency, but it is a hidden communication.

Zhou Fei pulled the reins halfway and frowned, looking at the direction of the dissipation of the fireworks. I wonder if the fortresses of the forty-eight villages were sent by Li Jinrong, otherwise why would they have to be a demon after three and a half?

However, since she had already seen it, she must not leave it alone, so she had to rush to the other side.

Martha opened his hoof and ran for a moment. The night sky was like a festival, bursting with fireworks and fireworks one after another. In the distance, he could hear the loud noise of the flowers, and there were more people on the road. It seems that they are all running over there.

Zhou Fei A good-looking young girl walks alone, always making people can't help but take a few more glances. Sometimes she has a bold face and wants to talk to her.

When Zhou Fei was a child, he had the meaning of "do not get close to others". In recent years, he often walked in danger, martial arts improved, and he became more and more unclear. When I talked to her, she didn't say much, and most of them didn't dare to be entangled. There was only one young "man" with two moustache on his mouth. He walked around Zhou Fei back and forth for several times, and he boldly stepped forward and asked: "This girl, are you going to Liujiazhuang?"

Zhou Fei glanced at the person with a slight head. The person's skeleton was very slender, and his neck covered his throat with a sharp neck. His back was straight. When his elbow hung down, he fell slightly behind him. When he talked, his chin was slightly closed, although there were corners of his mouth. Two moustache, but the small face was so white in the night, it was a big girl with a beard.

Zhou Fei yelled, then turned away with little interest.

Unexpectedly, the girl still came together and said to her: "This Liujiazhuang is really awesome. The old lady at home has lived a long life, and it is not the whole life, so they have made such a big battle. No wonder people say they are rich. The enemy country."

Zhou Fei was not interested in "Yangjiazhuang" or "Liujiazhuang". She just wanted to pretend that she didn't hear the horse urged to take a step forward. Suddenly she felt something was wrong. She pulled the reins lightly and turned back to stare at the mustache.

Moustache shut his mouth and sat on the horse dignifiedly, smiling at Zhou Fei.

"Why are you?" Zhou Fei asked in amazement, "How come you are here, and still make it like this?"

It turned out that the "mustache" turned out to be Wu Chuchu who was supposed to be in Shu.

Wu Chuchu won't grin like Li Yan, the movement at the corner of her mouth will never be as big as the movement at the corner of her eyes. She bends her eyes and asks, "Why not?"

Zhou Fei shook his head in tears.

"Ayan gave it to me." Wu Chuchu lowered his head and ripped off the moustache on his mouth, exposing petal-like lips, and said, "I used to be unsightly, but watching her dressed strangely on the mountain all day long I don’t seem to have any fun to run, so I can’t help Dong Shixiao, and I still don’t learn it.”

After Zhou Fei left, Li Yan was the most accompanied by Wu Chuchu in the 48th Village. Li Yan girl brought a natural wind and evil spirit, and it was extremely polluting-you can never be "close to Zhu Zhe" with others. Can always bring others "close to black" with her.

Zhou Fei asked again: "Why are you here? Who sent you over? You just fired the fireworks?"

"I came out by myself, and I talked to Dadang Master." Wu Chuchu said, and when she saw Zhou Fei straight frowned, she smiled again, "What expression do you have, Dadang Master taught me some superficial introductions, I have Self-knowledge, and you will not be as good as you are.

"Da Dangdang? Did my mother teach you personally?" Zhou Fei was taken aback, and then said, "No wonder you haven't written to ask me recently."

At that time, a group of people returned to Shuzhong from Yongzhou.

Li Sheng and Zhou Fei are not in the village all the year round, although the remaining one Li Yan can chat and accompany, but as a disciple, his homework is very heavy, no matter how he is favored, Li Yan’s daily practice of daily thunder and lightning and Li Jinrong’s regular spot checks always hide However, I haven't been there for so long.

Wu Chuchu once did not know what he should do. At her age, the officials in the old capital should have learned female red and housekeepers, waiting for the marriage of "the life of parents and the matchmaker". Even if the dust is settled, with a fixed number, the future life will be in a small house, and the glory and gloom are all involved in the prosperity and decline of the husband’s family.

But now she is alone, neither the Miss Guan family, nor her family to let her control, she is in a group of rivers and lakes, like each other there is a deeper gap than the sea. Although the Zhaizhong people treat her well, they are also "treat with others", and they will not arrange anything for her. And the courage she has accumulated for more than a decade has spent a lot on the escape road, and the remaining "warm goodness" and "virginity" are not enough to point her to a prosperous road.

As for the deep hatred of her parents, that has risen to the point of hatred for the country, the struggle between the old capital and Jinling.

This kind of confusion can't be talked about. Who doesn't keep his head in his waist in a troubled world, and it's not easy to live. Who has the time to listen to the little and hypocritical sense of a little orphan girl?

Zhou Fei once came home and saw that Wu Chuchu was at a loss, so she found something for her to do casually.-In the battle with Cao Ning, the forty-eight villages had accumulated for decades and were almost destroyed. Many martial arts in the village were already destroyed. Talents are declining, so even more so, the martial arts books left by the predecessors have not been trimmed and edited for many years. They are either missing pages or short words, or they are left ashes. Many books themselves have been crooked and sometimes mixed in. Some predecessors' cluttered perceptions, all of which are quoted by hundreds of schools, are very ugly to understand, and have been passed down from generation to generation of rough people who don't know half a basket of big characters, and there are as many errors as sieve holes. It happened that Wu Chuchu had been reading poetry since childhood, and Zhou Fei asked her to help him slowly organize the arsenal of the forty-eight villages.

Zhou Fei said casually that the intention was to make Wu Chuchu have nothing to do with copying books.

Originally, a weak lady who had never practiced a day's time, relied on a pen to compile a martial arts book in a bandit village, how to listen and talk nonsense.

But Wu Chuchu seemed to grab a life-saving straw, and really plunged into it.

She first learned some basic common sense such as strange scriptures, acupuncture points, and so on. After roughly having a concept, Wu Chuchu began to copy the original text. She first started with a well-preserved one, looking for something that can be roughly read through by her. When she encountered a few missing words, she did not dare to sloppy.

Wu Chuchu was born in an introverted manner and was naturally introverted. When she first arrived at the 48th Village, she was embarrassed to talk to others on her own initiative, not to mention asking for advice. Whenever in doubt, she could only write a letter to Zhou Fei for miles away. It's a thick dozen. Sometimes Zhou Fei ran to the deep mountain and old forest and couldn't receive it. After saving a few months, I looked back and received a letter about half a foot high from the dark pile. Zhou Fei, who often thinks he has a solid foundation, is also confused. Some can't answer it, and they have to ask other seniors.

Zhou Fei's entry into the country in recent years has a lot to do with 100,000 Miss Wu who has no idea.

Three years later, there are more than 20 classics revised by Wu Chuchu. Although the number is not a drop in the sea, she has gradually touched some ways and started to try to repair the more difficult classics and can write some. Annotated.

Wu Chuchu raised his hand and put a strand of hair behind his ear, and smiled: "A Yan took the repaired book to read it and asked Da Dang to see it. She asked me if I wanted to practice martial arts. I think that I am so old, and it may not be too late to start martial arts, but the big master said to me that'the latecomers of the ancient weapons are too numerous to enumerate. There are only those who started after middle age. The chance coincidence has become a generation of everyone, not to mention you. In my early twenties, I’ve grown my life, and you’re not in a hurry to compete with anyone. Getting started a little bit slower. As long as I’m willing to practice for a dozen or twenty years, even if the talent and chance are average, it’s enough for you. There is nothing too late. of.'"

Zhou Fei was stunned, feeling that this remark was the same as what Li Jinrong said when she broke her snow-knife. Li Jinrong deserves to be a man who dare to go north to kill the emperor at a young age. No matter how he is tossed by the years, he still has the "unmatched" behavior in his nature. In these years, if not forty-eight villages were heavily pressed on her shoulders, she probably There is the potential to be able to turn over the mountains of the dead and become a devil.

Wu Chuchu again said: "Don't say, I feel so shallow on paper, I started to learn a little bit, and it is really different from the previous paper on the soldiers-I am back here to pay my respects to this old Master Liu. "

Zhou Fei asked, "Is the owner here? What do you do?"

Wu Chuchu said: "This old man Liu was formerly under the Taishan gate. He was quite famous when he was young. Later, Golden Basin washed his hands and withdrew from the rivers and lakes. Then he took over the business of the family and earned a lot of family business. I am not Recently, I am revising the kung fu of the Qianzhong School. Li Gongzi said that the first school of the Qianzhong School originated from Taishan. The martial arts and the Taishan system are in the same line. I wrote to Master Liu and wanted to ask him for advice."

Zhou Fei was dumbfounded again.

Wu Chuchu, who was embarrassed to say a few words to Li Sheng in the past, was thousands of miles away and wrote to strangers!

"I'm a little bit uncomfortable when you call that product'Li Gongzi'." Zhou Fei thought for a while and asked, "Many people are used to taking care of themselves, unless they come under their door, they are not willing to point others... This Liu Lord really promised you?"

"Promised." Wu Chuchu said happily, "Master Liu's family is big and big. Although he is no longer in the rivers and lakes, he still likes to make friends from all walks of life. In these years, business has been so successful because of the help of friends from all walks of life. He and I wrote back that since the fall of Hengshan, Wuyue has also disappeared in the past few years. Many disciples went down the mountain to discuss their lives before going to school, and they felt very pitiful. Besides, I came to examine the origin of Qianzhong and Mount Tai, and confirmed each other. It’s also a good thing if there is a day to be carried forward in the coming day."

Zhou Fei didn't think of herself, but she casually said that Wu Chuchu could do this, and also told her to find a like-minded freak willing to cooperate, she couldn't help but lament that everything in the world is artificial, Wu Chuchu spent three years Now, to the point where she is now, if she is truly committed for thirty years, the inheritance of the Central Plains Wulin's severance in these years may really be able to leave a breath in her hands.

"Oh," Zhou Fei asked, "You just fired the fireworks?"

Wu Chuchu shook his head: "Old Master Liu's family lived a long life, and today's third-religion and ninth-class students can all have a happy mood in his house. I thought they had many customers today, and they must be very chaotic. I went to meet again, and only then saw the firework message, and then came along."

When they talked, they were mixed into the large army who went to Liujiazhuang to eat rice. Mr. Liu might be quite well-known as a hospitable person. The person from Liujiazhuang was personable and ragged, and the servants were well-trained and general. Smiling face to face, Zhang Dengzhuang's Zhuangzi can't do it anymore, the feast of running water has been put to the door, to say a few auspicious words with the host, just sit down.

Since Wu Chuchu had already arrived, he reported the name and attached the correspondence with Master Liu. The domestic servant trot all the way to Zhuangzili to report the news. Zhou Fei looked around boredly.

Suddenly, she saw a rather familiar figure in the crowd.