Zhou Fei, a good-looking young girl walking alone, can't help but take a few more glances, and sometimes she has the audacity to approach her and talk to her.

When Zhou Fei was a child, she had some meaning of "don't approach strangers". In recent years, she has often walked in dangerous situations and advanced in martial arts, and her body has become more and more unclear. Seeing that she didn’t say much, most of them didn’t dare to bother. There was only a young “man” with a mustache on his mouth. He circled back and forth around Zhou Fei several times, and boldly stepped forward and asked: "This girl, are you also going to Liujiazhuang?"

Zhou Fei tilted her head and glanced at this person. This person's skeleton is very slender, with a neckline that clearly covers his throat, his back is very straight, his elbows fall slightly behind him when he naturally hangs down, and his chin is slightly retracted when he speaks. Although there are two mustaches on the corners of his mouth, his small face is so white that it reflects in the night, and at first glance, he looks like a big girl with a beard.

Zhou Fei gave an "um" and turned her eyes away with no interest.

Unexpectedly, the girl still came over and said to her: "This Liujiazhuang is really amazing, the old lady in the family has a birthday, and it is not the whole life, so they made such a big battle, no wonder people say they are rich. enemy country."

Zhou Fei wasn't interested in "Yangjiazhuang" or "Liujiazhuang". She was about to pretend that she hadn't heard the urging horse to take a step forward, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. She pulled the reins lightly and turned her head sharply to stare at the mustache.

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

"Why are you?" Zhou Fei asked in surprise, "Why did you come here and do it like this?"

It turned out that the "moustache" turned out to be Wu Chuchu, who was supposed to be in the middle of Shu.

Wu Chuchu won't grin like Li Yan, the corners of her mouth are never as big as the corners of her eyes, she bent her eyes and asked, "Why, doesn't it look like it?"

Zhou Fei shook her head in disbelief.

"Ayan gave it to me." Wu Chuchu lowered her head and tore off the mustache on her mouth, revealing her petal-like lips, and said, "I thought it was not very elegant, but I saw her dressed strangely all day long on the mountain. Running, doesn't seem to be interesting, so I can't help but frown, and sure enough, I still don't learn."

After Zhou Fei left, Li Yan was the one who accompanied Wu Chuchu the most in the Forty-Eight Villages. Miss Li Yan had a natural evil spirit, which was extremely polluting - she would never be able to be "red" with others. She can always lead others to be "black" with her.

Zhou Fei asked again, "Why are you here? Who brought you here? Did you set off the fireworks just now?"

"I came out on my own, and I told the master." Wu Chuchu said, tilting her head and seeing Zhou Fei frowning, she smiled again, "What kind of expression are you doing, the master taught me some superficial introductory kung fu, I If you have self-awareness, and you won’t be able to help you when you are in trouble, it’s always enough to go out and protect yourself.”

"Big boss? Did my mother teach you personally?" Zhou Fei was taken aback, and then said again, "No wonder you haven't written to me and asked me recently."

Back then, when a group of them returned to Shu from Yongzhou, it was a little bit like going their separate ways.

Li Sheng and Zhou Fei are not in the village all the year round. Although the remaining Li Yan can chat and be company, but as a disciple, she has a lot of homework. However, didn't spend that long with her.

Wu Chuchu didn't know what she should do for a while. The daughters of the official family in the old capital should have learned the lessons of female celebrities and housekeepers at her age, waiting for "the life of the parents, the matchmaker's appointment" to get married. , Even if the dust settles and there is a certain number, the ups and downs of life in the future are all in the small house, and the prosperity and decline are all related to the prosperity and decline of the husband's family.

But she is alone now. She is neither a lady of the official family, nor has a family for her to manage. She is among a group of rough rivers and lakes, and there seems to be a gap deeper than the sea between them. Although the people in the village treat her well, they are also good at "respecting each other with courtesy", and they will not arrange anything for her over and over again. And the courage she has accumulated over the past ten years has used a gān and two cleanliness on the road to escape, and the only remaining "gentleness" and "chasteness" are not enough to point her to a good road.

As for the deep hatred between her parents, it has risen to the level of hatred between the country and the family. It is the struggle between the old capital and Jinling. She is powerless and does not speak at all.

This kind of confusion is impossible to talk about. In a chaotic world, who doesn't put their head on their waist, and it is not easy to live, who has the time to listen to a little orphan girl's faint and cowardly dazed?

Zhou Fei went home once and saw that Wu Chuchu was really at a loss, so she casually found something to do for her - during the battle with Cao Ning, the accumulation of decades of forty-eight villages was almost destroyed, and many of the sects in the village were already Talents are withered, and this will make it even more likely to decline. The martial arts classics left by the predecessors have not been edited and compiled for many years, either missing pages or short words, or leaving ashes. Some of the seniors' messy insights, which are quoted from various schools of thought, are extremely difficult to understand. It just so happened that Wu Chuchu had been reading poetry and books since childhood, and Zhou Fei asked her to help her slowly sort out the arsenal of the Forty-Eight Villages.

Zhou Fei said it casually, and her original intention was to let Wu Chuchu copy the book to relieve the boredom.

Originally, a weak young lady who had never practiced kung fu for a day, relied on a pen to compile a martial arts classic in a bandit village.

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

She first learned some basic common sense such as the eight meridians and the recognizing xué. After she had a rough idea, Wu Chuchu began to transcribe the original text. She started with the well-preserved ones and looked for those that she could read through. When encountering individual missing words, she did not dare to be sloppy at all, and it often took more than a month to make up a word.

Wu Chuchu was born as a girl and was an introvert. When she first arrived in the 48th Village, she was embarrassed to talk to others, let alone ask for advice. Whenever she had questions, she could only write to Zhou Fei from thousands of miles away. It must be a thick dozen. Sometimes Zhou Fei went to the deep mountains and old forests and couldn't get it. After saving for a few months, when he looked back, he could receive a letter more than half a foot high from the dark pile. Zhou Fei, who thought she had solid basic skills, was often confused when she asked questions, and some of them couldn't really answer them, so she had to ask other seniors for advice.

Zhou Fei has traveled thousands of miles in the past few years, and it has a lot to do with Miss Wu, who has 100,000 "understandings" in her mind.

Three years later, there have been more than 20 books revised by Wu Chuchu. Although the number is only a drop in the ocean, she has gradually found some ways and began to try to repair the more difficult books, and can write some Annotated.

Wu Chuchu raised her hand and pinned a strand of her hair behind her ear, and said with a smile, "Once A Yan took a repaired book to read, and the master saw it, and she came to ask me if I wanted to practice martial arts. Thinking that I am so old, it may not be too late to start practicing martial arts again, but the master said to me, "There are too many late bloomers in ancient times. You're in your teens, you've been growing for a lifetime, and you're not in a hurry to compete with anyone. What's the point of being slow to get started? As long as you are willing to practice for more than ten or twenty years, even if your talent and chance are average, it's enough for you, there's nothing too late. of.'"

Zhou Fei was stunned for a while, feeling that these words were similar to what Li Jinrong said when she passed on her Snow Breaker. Li Jinrong deserves to be a person who dared to go north to kill the emperor at a young age. No matter how he was scolded by the years, he still carried the "unmatched" in his own way. Over the years, if the forty-eight villages hadn't weighed heavily on her shoulders, she would have Probably has the potential to turn over the mountain of living and dead and become a demon.

Wu Chuchu said again: "Don't say it, it's superficial on paper, and I started to learn to practice a little bit. It's really different from talking about soldiers on paper before I'm here to pay homage to this Master Liu. "

Zhou Fei asked, "Is the owner of this place? What do you do?"

Wu Chuchu said: "This old master Liu used to be a disciple of Mount Tai, and he was quite famous when he was young. Later, he washed his hands in a golden pot, quit the arena, and took over the family's business, earning a big family business. I am not Are you revising the kung fu of the Qianzhong School recently, Li Gongzi said that the Qianzhong School first originated from Mount Tai, and the martial arts and the Taishan system are in the same line, so I wrote a letter to Master Liu, wanting to ask him for advice."

Zhou Fei was stunned again.

In the past, Wu Chuchu, who felt embarrassed to even say a few words to Li Sheng, was actually separated by thousands of miles and wrote letters to strangers!

"I'm really not used to you calling that guy 'Li Gongzi'." Zhou Fei thought for a while, and then asked, "Many people are accustomed to cherishing their own brooms, and they are not willing to point others unless they come under their own door... Did the lord really promise you?"

"Yes." Wu Chuchu said happily, "Master Liu's family has a great business. Although he is no longer in the arena, he still likes to make friends from all walks of life. In recent years, it is because of the help of friends from all walks of life that the business can be so smooth. He He replied to me saying that since the decline of Mount Heng, the Five Mountains have disappeared one after another over the years. Many disciples have gone down the mountain to seek a living on their own before leaving their apprenticeships. I also feel very regretful. Besides, I will study the origin of Qianzhong and Mount Tai, and confirm each other. , If there is a day to carry forward in the future, it will be a good thing."

Zhou Fei didn't expect that she just casually said that Wu Chuchu could actually do this, and she also asked her to find a like-minded geek who was willing to cooperate. She couldn't help but sigh that everything in the world is man-made, and it took Wu Chuchu three years , to the point where she is now, if she can really stay committed for 30 years, the inheritance of the Central Plains martial arts that has been cut off over the years may really be able to leave a trace in her hands.

"By the way," Zhou Fei asked, "You set the fireworks just now?"

Wu Chuchu shook his head: "Master Liu's family is celebrating his birthday in a high hall, and all the three sects and Jiuliu who are passing through today can come to his house to feel happy. I thought that their house will be very chaotic today, so I won't add to the chaos, and it will be two days later. I went to visit again, only to see the fireworks message just now, so I stopped by."

While the two of them were talking, they mixed into the large army that went to Liujiazhuang for a meal. Mr. Liu might indeed have a reputation for being generous and hospitable. Those who traveled to Liujiazhuang were both handsome and ragged, and the servants were well-trained. Greeted with a smile, the Zhuangzili, decorated with lanterns and lanterns, was no longer able to do it, and the flowing water banquet was set up to the door, saying a few auspicious words to the host, and just sit down casually.

Now that Wu Chuchu had arrived, he reported his name to the servant and attached the correspondence with Mr. Liu. The servant trotted all the way to Zhuangzi to report the news, and Zhou Fei glanced around boredly.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

☆、Chapter 128

The sun and the moon are bright, the lights are chaotic, the lights and shadows are stacked together, and people are walking around from time to time, making people's eyes dizzy, but Zhou Fei saw Wu Chuchu's mouth when his eyes swept across the crowd. A certain "Li Gongzi".

Li Yan didn't know where he went, and he didn't stay with him. Li Sheng was among a group of elegant boys who were always ready to go to the draft just like him.

Zhou Fei was very surprised and said to herself, "I've come back from a swim in the East China Sea, how can I still meet this unlucky bastard? It's really a bad fate."

Li Sheng didn't see Zhou Fei, he was holding a wine glass in a vain way to "push the glass for a change" with the people around him. The small wine glass was only one mouthful. After a glass, I haven't seen him pour a drink for a long time. I don't know how those big fools let him fool him.

Immediately, Zhou Fei discovered that Li Sheng had been staring in one direction. She swept back and forth along Li Sheng's gaze twice, but didn't notice anything unusual. She was wondering when suddenly, a drunk man staggered through the crowd.

The drunk man hummed and sang a particularly obscene street ditty. Many rough and rough men surrounded him and laughed, but he was not ashamed. He went to other people's tables to touch the jug wherever he went, causing harm along the way. All the way, and finally came to a table in the far corner. The drunk man sat down and reached out to touch the row of untouched jugs on the table. Zhou Fei was taken aback, because she didn't realize until then that there was a man in black sitting in the corner.

It was a slender black-clothed man with a clear face and white temples. His whole body seemed to melt into the night, and he could easily be ignored.

Zhou Fei quickly turned her gaze back to the crowd, thinking that Li Sheng was staring at this person.

At this moment, the black-clothed man raised his head and glanced at the drunken man opposite him. The drunken man who was just swaying around seemed to have woken up in an instant, and the little song in his mouth stopped abruptly. After a while, he stood up unnaturally, staggered through the crowd, and walked away in a hurry, and he looked back with lingering fear after walking out of the distance.

Zhou Fei was a little puzzled. Seeing that the black-clothed man was sitting upright, with a beard on his face, his eyes were calm, and he was not very vicious. Zhou Fei stared at him a few times, and then saw that his eyes were familiar. She searched and recalled. For a moment, was taken aback—because recognized this person as Daoist Chongxiaozi who spread her Tao Te Ching and the Mayfly Formation outside Yueyang City!

Zhou Fei thought: "Is he still vulgar?"

Although Chong Xiaozi met her by chance, he indirectly saved her life, so that Zhou Fei was not killed by Duan Jiuniang. At this time, she met by chance, Yuqíng Yuli should go to meet her, and she immediately planned to pass through. The noisy crowd, go to Chong Xiaozi.

Unexpectedly, when she moved just now, the black-clothed Chong Xiaozi seemed to be aware of it. He suddenly looked over here, his eyes were like lightning, she turned to Zhou Fei, and before she could greet her from a distance, he rushed to Xiaozi. He abruptly turned his eyes away, stood up as if hiding from a debt, and dodged sideways into the crowd.

Zhou Fei was inexplicably disliked, and was very puzzled, so she wanted to chase after her.

But it seems that the beggars and gangsters in the whole Qilu land are all here to eat, and those who are constantly in the way are blocking the road, and the old man is like a black fish that slips and does not leave his hand, and he will disappear in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Fei: "Senior!"

At this moment, there was a sudden noise not far away.

A group of domestic servants took the steaming birthday peach out of the courtyard, just in the middle of Zhou Fei and Chong Xiaozi. When they passed, Chong Xiaozi had disappeared.

In the courtyard, the music of the flute and drums started, and the host also invited a music class, and the girl's clear voice came through from the courtyard.

Zhou Fei leaned on the broken cover, and when she turned her head, she found that Li Sheng was also gone. She couldn't help frowning on the spot, thinking, "Did he recognize me? But why is he hiding from me?"

At this time, Wu Chuchu squeezed to her side with difficulty, patted Zhou Fei on the shoulder, and said loudly into her ear: "Why did you come here?"

She held a stack of old books in her arms and carefully stretched out her hand to protect it in the crowd.

Zhou Fei hurriedly stretched out her hand to take half of it for her and asked, "What is this?"

"Master Liu asked someone to give it to me," Wu Chuchu said. "I said that the house was too chaotic today, so I couldn't have a good chat with me. I was very sorry, so I wrote down my experience over the years."