Light Dance Jiajing

At night, Zaiji was tossing and turning in bed again. He had not been able to sleep well since he was a child and often woke up at night. Now he couldn't sleep well. Zaiji simply sat up and leaned against the bedpost in a daze. The old man with great kung fu skills stayed in the same room with him. He could feel that Zaiji had been tossing and turning in the middle of the night. Seeing that Zaiji was still awake, he asked, "Young Master, are you worried about something? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Zaiji hummed, and after a long while he said, "I can tell from the looks of it that those two people are not simple. Could it be that Mei'er has some power that can compete with us?"

The old man also sat up and laughed, "Young Master, you worry too much. However, it will be easy for us to deal with these two guys who know a little Kung Fu."

Zaiji was still worried: "Mian'er has always been weird, I don't believe what she says, but these two people, well, I always feel that they will be bad for us."

The old man said disapprovingly: "Since the young master is worried, haha, this is not a difficult matter to handle. How about we deal with them tonight?"

Zai Ji thought for a moment with a certain maturity of his age, shook his head and said, "It's easy to kill a few people, but wouldn't it be better if these two people could be used by the Holy Church?" There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "No one in this world is loyal to anyone, it all depends on whether the temptation is big enough." He really wanted to know how Meng'er would react when she saw the person she relied on turned to his side.

The old man thought about it and felt that it was feasible. He did not take the two juniors seriously. Since the young master was interested, it would be fine to recruit them. He said, "Since the young master cherishes talents, I will let Li San and the others capture the two men and let the young master decide their fate."

That night, Meng'er slept restlessly because of her worries. Ajin seemed to have a premonition, so he changed into a short outfit, and he and Alai both slept in their clothes. Sure enough, before four o'clock in the morning, Ajin keenly felt the movement of figures outside the window. Although the footsteps of the few people were very light, the keen habits he developed since childhood enabled him to perceive the danger around him at any time.

Like Alai and Ajin, both of them had been alert in advance. They quickly stood up and hid in a secret corner of the room in a few steps. In a moment, they heard the door bolt being gently turned. The moment the door was pushed open, four men in black sneaked into the room as fast as civet cats. They cooperated in pairs and surrounded the two beds respectively, but when they were about to take action, they found that there were only pillows and bedding on the beds, but the target was no longer there. The four of them were secretly shocked, exchanged looks, and searched around the room, but there was no human figure at all.

Inside Zaiji's house, the old man frowned after hearing this and asked, "Are you sure they were in the house before?"

Li San nodded and said, "Yes, I have been keeping a close eye on them. They really did not leave the room, so they could only leave after we entered. However, we were quite fast, and with our skills, we did not notice any of their movements. They must have been prepared, and their kung fu is not simple."

Zaiji snorted and said, "It seems that these two guys are really hard to deal with. With their skills, they should be more than enough to deal with you guys, but they just slipped away and didn't confront you head-on. They are smart people. Haha, they know that killing a few small fish and shrimps is useless. They are not brave and aggressive warriors. I didn't expect that the little girl has such people under her. I want to subdue them more and more."

The old man put away his previous contempt, bowed his head and said in deep thought: "A good soldier does not use force. Yes, that's right. Now is the time to recruit people. These two are young, so they should be trained well. If they can contribute to the Holy Church and the young master and establish achievements, it will be their good fortune. It just depends on whether they know how to deal with the current situation."

On the second day, Zai Ji acted as if nothing had happened, and took Meng'er and Zaihou out as usual. Ajin and Alai naturally followed them. Zaihou glanced at the two of them seemingly casually. The two of them seemed to be fine, without any sign of fatigue. Meng'er's face was even calmer, and she could not see any emotion at all. In fact, Meng'er really didn't know what happened last night. Ajin was not afraid that she would worry, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that it was useless to tell her.

Zaiji was not in the mood for sightseeing today. He did not like the colors of the mountains and rivers very much. He just wanted to entertain Meng'er when he had nothing to do. Although Meng'er was very good at hiding her emotions, he could still keenly sense Meng'er's inner resentment and helplessness. So he was in a good mood these days, especially after Meng'er saw the tip of the iceberg of his power. The resigned despair made him even happier. To be honest, he did not want to stop Meng'er from going to Miaojiang. How could the blood poison be cured? Going to Miaojiang to find the great wizard would only make her more disappointed. He even wanted to send Meng'er to Miaojiang. Ha, would she be worse off than dead? Just like him now, like a living dead, he wanted to be free once and for all, but he hated that he was still alive.

On the southern foot of Qixia Mountain, they met many believers who were carrying incense, candles, and fruit offerings to the Yuewang Temple to burn sacrifices. From a distance, Mei'er saw that the temple was huge. The front gate was a two-story double-eaved building, majestic and solemn. In the middle hung a vertical plaque with the three characters "Yuewang Temple". Then there was a courtyard with a patio, a corridor paved with bluestone in the middle, and towering ancient trees on both sides. Mei'er couldn't help but stand in awe, but Zaiji didn't feel anything. He looked at the men and women coming in and out indifferently, thinking that these people were very hypocritical. "The sun is bright, the sun is bright" These were the eight characters written on Yue Fei's confession before he was killed. Humph, if the sun was really bright, why did the jailer risk his life to carry out his body after his death, and why did he have to wait until twenty-one years later to be vindicated and then reburied with a grand ceremony? Do the dead still have knowledge? It's useless to confer a title of king after death. Zaiji didn't care about his reputation after death. He just felt that the world was stupid and pretentious.

After entering the hall, Mei'er looked up at the statue of Yue Fei, on which was a huge plaque with Yue Fei's cursive script: "Return my rivers and mountains to me". On Yue Fei's tombstone was engraved the characters "Tomb of Yue E, King of Song Dynasty". Next to it was the tomb of his son Yue Yun. There were dense ancient cypresses and it was solemn and dignified. On both sides of the tomb passage were terracotta warriors, stone horses, stone tigers and stone sheep. At the foot of the tomb passage were four kneeling statues of Qin Hui, Wang Shi, Wan Qi Xie and Zhang Jun. Zai Ji saw many people spitting at the four kneeling statues and sneered: "These idiots, do they really think Qin Hui can kill Yue Fei?" Mei'er nodded involuntarily. Whoever the emperor wanted to die could escape. In the end, Qin Hui and others would have to bear the infamy. Being an emperor was indeed a wonderful thing.

Ah Jin and Ah Lai watched very carefully, and they even burned incense for Yue Fei. Zai Ji was very impatient, he preferred to go to places where there were no people, he didn't like noise, the more lively the place, the more uncomfortable he felt. The old man who always stayed by Zai Ji's side walked to Ah Jin and sighed: "Yue Wumu was a famous general of his generation, loyal and courageous, but under the rule of a tyrant and treacherous ministers, he ended up like this, it's really sad and lamentable!"

Ah Jin didn't say anything. He burned incense silently and bowed three times. The old man didn't say much either. He just stood beside him and looked at him meaningfully. Ah Jin was very smart. He saw from his expression that he wanted to win him over. However, it was inappropriate for him to use Yue Fei to criticize him. Ah Jin smiled and said, "What the old man said is very right." After a while, he said, "It's just that Yue Fei is the only one in the world. We, the humble people, can only sigh."

The old man was born with a smiling face, and at this moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, looking very amiable. He said bluntly: "It is the right time for young people to make achievements and establish their careers. Who knows if they will not become famous all over the world? My young master has a bright future and a promising future. You two are young and brave, and my young master admires you very much. Now that you have this opportunity and have met my young master, who knows if you two will achieve something in the future."