Chapter 125 (2/2)

Another two years, Chen Guanhai Saint meteorite.

Another year has passed

Autumn leaves fall, but still nostalgic for the warmth of the branches, spinning in the air and refusing to return to their roots.

People came and went in the streets of Yuhai City, and there was a loud storytelling voice from a place surrounded by people.

”But she said that the demon king, the white lady, held the Dragon King talisman and called the flood, shrimp and crab generals. The great scholar Cai he was unwilling to show weakness, was full of righteousness, and all the demons bowed their heads...”

A group of children aged six or seven to teenagers either sit or squat in the innermost circle. Many lazy people, big girls and little daughters-in-law are behind them. There are some passers-by standing behind. Some stop to listen, and some leave after listening for a moment.

Not long after, two teenagers came up, heard someone talking and leaned over.

The young man in the brocade robe said strangely, ”this beggar looks calm and has an extraordinary temperament. He doesn't rely on kowtowing and storytelling. He has a round mouth and no flattery. He doesn't change the cross-section of his arms and legs. He is a righteous beggar. Give him a silver or two.”

The servant in cloth hurriedly lowered his voice and said, ”young master, never.”

”Why not? If the beggar's legs and feet are intact, it won't be a problem to test a scholar.”

”Young master, this is the flower finder of Jingguo in those days!”

The brocade robed childe's complexion changed dramatically and said in surprise, ”he is Fang Yun, the first talent in the kingdom of Jing who scolded Zuo Xiang in the court?”

”Of course it's him.”

”But how did he become like this!” the brocade robed childe's face was angry.

”Alas, although I am from Qingguo, I also admire such a dignified person. In those years, he ascended the three mountains and three pavilions as a scholar. Although he failed to pass the three pavilions, he finally passed the third mountain and won the literary heart. Later, he was admitted to the Jinshi.”

Young master jinpao said: ”I know that. Later, he joined forces with Wen to fight against Liu Shan. He was originally in high spirits, but at the height of the sun, Chen Guanhai was a saint. The wolf invaded on a large scale. Wen Xiang, Zhang poyue, Li Wenying and Fang Yun killed the enemy with blood, but they were first betrayed by Zuo Xiang, then surrounded and finally defeated. Li Wenying died first, and Wen Xiang transported Fang thousands of miles away before he died. Later I've heard some things, but I'm not very clear. ”

”Later, the Qing and Wu armies marched in to carve up the kingdom of Jing, and several powerful families joined hands to seize Fang Yun, break his courage, destroy his literary palace, destroy his limbs, and make him beg in Yuhai city for a living. However, Fang Yun is really a talented person. When no one dares to help, he is incompetent and has no hands and feet. He even unifies the beggars in Yuhai city. He can live better than many ordinary people Freedom. ”

The young man in the brocade robe sighed, ”if I were really not a genius, I would be a top-notch scholar and the king of beggars. If I were reduced to this level, I'm afraid I would have committed suicide in the sea. He's good. He can't publish books and sell articles. He even said that books and beggars are unparalleled. He really compares the scholars all over the world.”

The servant in cloth regretted: ”Fang Yun was so miserable that he was betrayed and watched his comrades die one after another. Finally, he was abandoned by the holy courtyard and tortured by traitors... Cough, but he is still alive. Ordinary people can't compare his courage alone. However, he offended a rich family in Qingguo. Don't give him money, childe.”

”What a pity.”

”Look at him, his spirit is not decadent at all, and his temperament seems more introverted than before. If his literary position is restored, I'm afraid he can go straight to a bachelor.”

”Let's go.”

Suddenly, the whole time was still, and everyone did not move except Fang Yun.

Fang Yun's eyebrows moved slightly and continued to say to himself: ”Xiaoqing is defeated by Cai he, spitting blood and flying out...”

The old man in the book mountain quietly emerged in front of Fang Yun.

”Why do you live in a muddle?”

”I can't die if my good friend's great hatred has not been avenged and the hatred of the destruction of the country has not been paid.”

”What if you have semi holy power?” the old man asked again.

Fang Yun calmly replied: ”kill the whole family of Liushan, Tu Qingwu and the royal families of the two countries, in addition to the rich families of the two countries, reorganize the holy yard and eliminate the demons and barbarians.”

”You are ambitious.”

”I have only ambition left.” Fang Yun smiled.

”What do you get?”

Fang yunlang said in a voice: ”therefore, the heaven will lower the great responsibility to the people. They must first work hard, work their muscles and bones, starve their body and skin, lack their body, and brush their actions. Therefore, they are moved and patient, which has benefited what they can't do.”

Every word Fang Yun said seemed to strike the world with an invisible hammer, and the whole space vibrated. Finally, a large number of cracks appeared in the whole space, like broken glass.

The whole world collapsed like countless broken glass falling down.

In front of Fang Yun's eyes, there are pavilions. The words on the plaque change and are finally fixed.

dream.

At the moment, Fang Yun is still in the second Pavilion of the third mountain.

At the moment, it is less than an hour away from Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled and said, ”I don't think I'll have a dream to explore flowers. Old gentleman, can I pass this pavilion?”

”Right.” the old man disappeared.

Fang Yun turned around and found that the people of Jingguo at the foot of the mountain were looking at him.

”Jingguo is still there.”

Fang Yun walked to the third Pavilion of the three mountains.

A roar enough to overturn the book mountain broke out at the foot of the mountain.

Not only are Jingguo people shouting, but people from other countries are also shouting congratulations to Fang Yun.

”Convinced!” a Qingguo man jumped into the weak river.

The rest of Wu Guoqing threw themselves into the river one after another.