Chapter 264 Warrior
After crossing the river, I set foot on the land again.
The snow is about to stop, the wind is not set, and the horse's hooves break the jade, looking at the end of the world.
Meng Yuan turned around and looked at Songhe Prefecture City through the river.
The world is dark, but the place where Songhe Prefecture City is bright and brilliant, like a fairyland of bliss.
The endless chanting of scriptures had long been separated by the river. Meng Yuan looked into the distance, but felt confused when he drew his sword and looked around.
If the enemy is too high and too strong, the future will inevitably be bumpy.
Thinking about Master Nie's words before his death, Meng Yuan remembered that since he was admitted to the grade, Master Nie had talked about the path of a warrior.
"What are the broken legs and arms? Even if you are castrated, you will not delay your path! Even if your dantian is damaged, it can still be opened again! Unless a person dies!"
"This is the essence of a martial artist! Don't be afraid of breaking, breaking and then standing up! Don't be afraid of losing, fight back! Even if the fall is broken, you can stand up again!"
"What is a martial arts man? A martial arts man is the road of resistance, the road of indomitableness, and the road of no one! Even if there is a dead end, there will be a common man who is angry and cuts out a way!"
After a moment of silence, Meng Yuan turned his horse and moved forward slowly.
The world is white, all things are covered with snow, and the roads are not clear, so you can only look at the surrounding trees to set the way.
Everyone chatted with each other, and not long after, the sky became darker and it was already evening.
Looking back, the only way is the deep hoof prints left by the horse's hooves. The thousands of paths are destroyed, and the thousands of birds fly away from each other, which is extremely lonely.
The Songhe Prefecture City was also hidden in the dark wind and snow, and the Buddha light that soared into the sky became even more and more grand.
In a trance, Meng Yuan suddenly felt that the wind and snow seemed to have paused for a moment, and it seemed that everything was still following the rules of heaven and earth.
Pressing the ashes bag on his waist, Meng Yuan felt a little less sad, but instead felt a little excited, and even all the thoughts in his heart were shining by the Buddha's light.
For a moment, Meng Yuan even felt like turning back and going to worship the master of enlightenment, or even worshiping him under his disciple.
"Is this really light? But a warrior can practice the great way of the Sect, but he cannot forget his own way." After waving his thoughts, Meng Yuan shook his head slightly, patted the little red horse's head a few times, and whispered a few times, but never looked back to look.
Keep moving forward without fear of wind and snow.
The snow is thick and buried in the horse's hooves. When it is night, although there is no moon in the sky, it is pulled by the snow light.
The road is difficult to move, and the little red horse is also a strong-willed person. Even if he can't run, his pace is not slow.
Meng Yuan's body was injured without any serious damage, but after all, he was a freshman flesh and blood and could not be compared with his prime.
Under the turbulence of the wind and snow, I didn't feel much coldness. Instead, in the vastness, the feeling of fatigue from two days of hard work came, and I couldn't help but lie on the back of the horse.
One person and one horse are walking together, and the road is difficult to tell. Meng Yuan ignored it and just let the little red horse move forward.
I don’t know how long it took, but Meng Yuan suddenly heard the sound of dog barking and then opened his eyes.
I saw that the wind and snow had stopped, the sky and the earth were dark, and there was a courtyard ahead, with wine twelves standing on the wooden door, which should be a simple inn next to the road.
The little red horse was sweating all over and gasping for breath, which showed fatigue.
Meng Yuan guessed that he had slept for an hour or two and had recovered a lot of strength, so he quickly dismounted.
There was an old man with hands in his arms at the gate of the courtyard, followed by a yellow dog, barking at Meng Yuan.
Meng Yuan saw clearly that he had already recognized this place. It was Xiaohongma who brought him to Qishui Town.
At that time, Meng Yuan was entrusted by Chen Shouzhuo, and it took a lot of time to capture and kill Yang Youzhi here, so he was very familiar with this place.
This inn is right next to Qishui Town, and after passing this inn, it is the pharmacy.
"Does the guest officer want to stay in a hotel?" The old man was not afraid of Meng Yuan, so he started to take on business.
"That's right!" Meng Yuan walked forward and handed the reins to the old man, "Give more essence, you will have a lot of money!"
"Don't worry, guest!" The old man happily took the reins and pointed at the room, "Just come in, my son and daughter-in-law are greeting me!"
Meng Yuan nodded and first looked at the layout of the inn. This inn is not big. It is built next to the road. There is a low courtyard wall erected outside. There are many firewood and firewood piled up under the wall. The snow in the courtyard has been cleaned up.
There is a dilapidated two-story building, which should be used on the first floor for the lobby and kitchen, and the second floor is the place to stay, but it is very simple. Behind the room is the stable and a row of low houses, which should be for poor passers-by.
It is a remote countryside, and it is good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
After lifting the thick curtain and entering, I saw that there were lights on inside the lobby of the inn, and a group of people sat around to cook the fire.
The group of people saw Meng Yuan enter, wearing thin clothes, with scattered hair, and with a knife on his back, but they were not afraid. They all started making a fuss and shouted "Er Niang" words.
"What's wrong? You guys have a lot of things!" An impatient voice came, and a woman in her 1980s walked out of the kitchen.
The woman looked average, with a big belly, probably seven or eight months pregnant, holding a handkerchief in her hand. When she saw Meng Yuan, she changed into a smile, "Why are there any distinguished guests in the middle of the night? Are you hungry? We have wine and meat here, and the price is very reasonable!"
"Cut five kilograms of cooked meat and prepare a clean room." Meng Yuan said.
After hearing this, the woman did not prepare. Instead, she held her big belly with one hand and waved her hand with the other, and asked with a smile: "Where did the little brother come from?"
Meng Yuan ignored it and just took out a piece of silver from his purse and threw it over.
The woman quickly took it and smiled and said, "We don't mean that. You see, the young man is not a person who is short of money!" As he said that, the woman turned her head and shouted to the kitchen, "Master, cut five kilograms of beef!"
The group of men who were roasting fire burst into laughter when they saw the woman collecting the money. Some people wished her second mother a fortune, and some people asked where the beef came. Obviously, these men were very familiar with the women.
In the blink of an eye, there was a meat-eating and another bowl of hot soup. Meng Yuan was very hungry and immediately started to eat it.
After eating and drinking, one of the group of people who were roasting the fire seemed to be the leader, bowed to Meng Yuan and said, "We are a merchant who came to buy medicine. We are trapped here by heavy snow and cannot sleep at night. So let's talk about interesting things about businessmen. If you don't dislike it, you can roast the fire."
"Thank you." Meng Yuan sat next to him and roasted the fire.
"Little brother comes from the north?" As soon as the man asked, everyone looked at Meng Yuan. The woman leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him excitedly.
Meng Yuan nodded.
"During the day, I saw that there seemed to be a strange phenomenon in the direction of Songhe Mansion. Do you know the details? We are planning to do a business before the New Year. We didn't expect to be trapped here for two days. We want to see when we can go back." The man asked again.
Meng Yuan shook his head and said, "You might as well wait a few days before going back. Something happened to Songhe Mansion and caused a riot."
When everyone heard this, they were so scared that no one said anything.
Meng Yuan didn't say much and went straight to the second floor.
The woman quickly held her stomach and followed, "Brother! I'll lead you!"
After going up the second floor, I felt more and more simple. There are six rooms in a row, with corridors connected to the outside, and the railings are even more broken.
"This room! This room is the innermost, pure! It's much better than the low room downstairs!" The woman walked to the innermost part of the corridor, pushed open a door, and lit an oil lamp. She saw that the room was small and there was a smell of mold. There was only a broken table and bed in the room.
"Call me if you have something to do!" The woman held her handkerchief and said in a low voice, "Little brother, you have to remember that the group of drug dealers downstairs are all dilapidated. If you start a coaxing tomorrow and ask you to invite you to drink, you will have to be thick-skinned!" "Thank you." Meng Yuan said.
The woman didn't say much anymore and closed the door and left.
Meng Yuan took off his knife and ashes bag and simply lay down and fell asleep.
The inn is simple and cold air leaks in from time to time.
After waking up, it was noon on the second day. Meng Yuan's energy and spirit had recovered a lot, and the jade liquid slowly flowed. Although it was not full, it was not bad.
After sitting cross-legged for a while, he pushed open the door and looked at it.
I saw wind and snow in the sky, and the sky and the earth were covered with whiteness.
"Brother is awake?" The woman was feeding chickens in the yard downstairs. When she heard the door opening upstairs, she raised her head and held her stomach, saying, "The newly killed sheep last night was stewed in the pot for a night. Do you want two pounds to warm up?"
When talking about this, Meng Yuan felt very hungry.
"Come on ten kilograms, and have another pot of wine!" Meng Yuan said.
"It's done!" The woman was very happy and shouted with her belly straightened, "The boss, you need ten kilograms of mutton upstairs and a pot of wine! Deliver it to the house quickly! The innermost room!"
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After a while, a honest man brought a pot of mutton, and the woman followed behind him, holding a pot of hot wine in her hand.
"Don't dislike our country wine." The woman is very cheerful and puts a wine pot and rubs her handkerchief. "What are your plans for the future? It's not easy for us in Qishui Town recently, especially since it snows heavily, there is no personal contact. It seems that there is no business before the New Year..."
Meng Yuan took out a ingot of silver and threw it over.
The woman quickly took it over, slapped her man's junior, and complained, "I said long ago that my little brother is not a person who is short of money, you don't believe it!"
The man felt particularly aggrieved, but he did not dare to say anything.
After the couple closed the door and left, Meng Yuan buried his head and ate.
The mutton is stewed with crispy and soaked. Dip it in this year's leek sauce and add a sip of hot wine. It's really enjoyable.
The wind and snow were howling outside. Meng Yuan remembered that there was a poem meeting with the first sentence "Build a peaceful nest". If you go to the poem meeting again today, it should be the title of snow.
To get rid of distracting thoughts, Meng Yuan grabbed the mutton with his hands and ate the fat.
Before I could eat much, I heard someone talking in the wind outside, "There are inns in this broken place? The shopkeeper!"
The person who made the sound was rough and rude, as if he had entered the inn lobby, "Get out! Boss! Second brother! Come here to sit!"
Meng Yuan listened carefully. It was clearly Xiong Wuwei's voice. The so-called boss and second brother must be Xie Yisheng and He Jiulang.
"Why are they here?" Meng Yuan muttered and continued to eat meat.
These three people had slaughtered dozens of people in Muzhuang, and forced Dugu Kang to ambush himself, which really had a deep hatred.
But at this time, it was not an opportunity to avenge, and Meng Yuan did not act recklessly, and waited for the future. Anyway, there are many people here, and as long as you don’t show up, you won’t be able to hit the face.
Continue to bury his head in eating meat, Meng Yuan heard the noise downstairs, and then calmed down. Someone should be angry, and Xiong Wuwei took action to calm the scene.
"Boss, second brother, the stinky mouse has become a problem. Where will we go in the future?" Xiong Wuwei's voice was very loud.
He didn't hear anything about Xie Yisheng, and Xiong Wuwei's tone also lowered.
Meng Yuan ate most of the meat in the basin, and there were cries downstairs again.
"Uncle!" The woman named Erniang kept crying, "We are a person with body. If you want it, I will go to the town to bring you a few girls! Keep it safe!"
"I just like you!" Hearing a lot of voices up the stairs, Xiong Wuwei laughed constantly, "I was splashed with rat urine by a stinky mouse, and I was looking for a pregnant woman to make a fortune! Second brother, I'll give it a try first!"
Meng Yuan held the mutton in his hand and still buried his head in eating.
He heard the crying outside and calling his parents constantly. Xiong Wuwei had already arrived on the second floor and kicked open a door. It seemed that someone inside. Xiong Wuwei scolded, "Get out!"
Then, with a sound, Xiong Wuwei actually left the person in the guest room downstairs.
"Uncle!" The woman's husband wailed and slapped the door hard, and the woman in the room cried louder and louder.
Meng Yuan held the mutton in his hand, dipped it in leek sauce, and ate it in big mouthfuls, while also thinking about it.
My own jade liquid has not yet recovered, but my strength and spirit are enough. Killing Xiong Wuwei is not difficult, and killing He Jiulang is not difficult, but facing Xie Yisheng, the chance of winning is extremely low.
Meng Yuan always remembered that when he was in Qingtian County, Xie Yisheng broke the power of all the masters, which was definitely not comparable to the sixth rank.
At this moment, my own essence is subtle. If I fight to death, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat Hui Yisheng.
Moreover, these three people arrived together. Even if Xiong Wuwei was attacked and killed by surprise, then Xie Yisheng and He Jiulang would definitely be alert. By then, the two of them would join forces and their chances of winning would be very few, and they would be afraid that their lives would be left here.
Meng Yuan sighed. There are people in this world who are bullied at all times. The strong are the ones who can take care of them?
The grand Buddha light on Songhe Prefecture City is still there, and the people in the city are probably not one in ten, so who cares about this?
But what is the purpose of learning martial arts? Meng Yuan couldn't help but think of his original intention, to make a living? Are you a group of wives and concubines? Is it a mountain of gold and silver? Or do you want to endure it in a lurking minion?
At this time, we should endure for a while. In the future, the essence will grow and the realm will advance again. Killing these three people is like taking something out of their pockets.
But the world is full of troubles. Although you can say that you will die of unrighteousness, you can also say that you will not be punished before the time comes.
But at this moment, it was too long.
Meng Yuan did not want to be a chivalrous man who used martial arts to ban the world, nor was he a Confucian scholar who cared about the world, nor was he a monk who saved all living beings, nor was he a Taoist who helped the people, but was just a cold sword in his hand.
Wipe off the grease from your hands and remove the dust in your heart. Meng Yuan picked up Master Nie's sword and opened the door.
The cold wind blows the snow, and a trace of air conditioning penetrates the collars and black hairs. Everything you see in your eyes is white.
There were two people lying downstairs in the yard, an old man and a middle-aged man. The group of drug dealers I saw at night stood blankly, all looking upstairs confused and helplessly.
Meng Yuan turned his head and saw the woman's husband kneeling in front of the door of the first room, his hair was scattered and he knocked on the door weakly.
The woman's crying came from the room and Xiong Wuwei's unbridled laughter.
Meng Yuan walked slowly, came to the door of the room, and kicked open it.
I saw a cramped woman in the room, a messy dressed woman was pressed on the worn table, her arms were tightly supported on the table, protecting her stomach, and she was screaming in pain.
The man behind the woman was shirtless, showing his tiger back and bear waist. He was holding the woman's neck with one hand and untie the belt with the other. He was Xiong Wuwei, one of the four great generals of King Xin.
The north wind suddenly poured into the room, rolled up the clothes on the ground, and brought the cold and cold ice to stop the joys and sorrows.
Xiong Wuwei turned his head gloomyly, "Who is it?"
"Martial Artist." Meng Yuan drew his sword and unsheathed it.
(This chapter ends)