Thanks bro, you're out of shape

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After Xie Minxing had gone in, Pei Zijun was so bored that he casually flipped through the books on the bookshelf.

He is an outsider in Bailumen, so it is not easy to look up the classics and unique learning of other sects. In addition to the classics and unique learning of Bailumen, there are also isolated books of miscellaneous learning that have been circulated in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, as well as scenery and biographies of Dachao. There are many city records.

Bailumen is outside the pass, far away from Dachao, but its collection records all the style and customs of the Central Plains Wulin, and the number of martial arts also inherits the basic changes of the Central Plains Wulin's moves. It is derived from it, but it is not like him.Even many classics have been lost for a long time even in Dachao, but they have been preserved here safely.

Pei Zijun was surprised.

People in the Central Plains probably would not have thought that there is a library on Beiman Mountain thousands of miles away from Dachao, which is full of stories about Dachao Jianghu.

People or legends they thought had disappeared or been forgotten were shelved in this way.

It is embarrassing.

He sighed, suddenly a blue thread-bound booklet fell from the high shelf, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be a half copy of "The Legend of the White Deer Heroes".

"The Legend of the White Deer Heroes" is a chivalrous storybook that has been circulated in the Dachao Jianghu for many years. It is said that it was written by a scholar who failed many times during the Dachao Shunxi period. He felt that this rumor was not very logical. There is another kind of rumor among scholars who seek fame and fame. In that rumor, the scholar often appeared with a wandering monk. They traveled five rivers and crossed the four seas. Just writing.

Of course, the twists and turns are unknown.

"The Legend of the White Deer Heroes" tells the story of the transition of dynasties, when the world is in trouble, and there are eight strange things in the world. The story begins with a young man riding a white deer, a literati who does not want to descend to the city, a widow who does not want to remarry, A group of irrelevant people like monks who don't shy away from precepts, but in this troubled world, they are brave enough to become irreversible, and they took up the sword in their hands one after another.

He can no longer remember what the repeated plots are like. In the grand and long narrative, the young man grows old and his face turns white, but he can't forget the line on the title page——

There is nothing in old age, only swords and idiots.

This book has been lost for many years, and some of them are only fake copies handed down from hand to hand. He was thousands of miles away from Dachao, but he still saw this lonely copy?

Pei Zijun suddenly remembered that Xie Minxing should have read this script, could it be Brother Xie's?He found it interesting, picked it up and opened the title page, but was stunned.

and many more! !

The big characters of this ghostly painting talisman are showing their teeth and claws in front of his eyes, why are they so familiar?

And on the top floor of the library, Xie Minxing was groping in the dark with a lantern with a weak flame.

Startled at every step.

The lower floors of the library are filled with all kinds of martial arts cheats, but when we reach the top floor, it is a bit strangely empty. Xie Minxing feels a little lost, thinking that there won't be any cheats about seduction or seduction here.

He lifted the lantern up, only to find that the surrounding white walls were not empty, but filled with various portraits. He lit up a portrait with a lantern, and the person in the painting Dressed in rags, but with clear eyebrows, he leaned on the white deer without paying attention. This person looks like a young man, but he is a woman.

A woman Xie Minxing also knew.

He Baiju, the founder of Bailumen.

Xie Minxing looked over one by one, and found that each portrait was a generation of head disciples of the White Deer Sect.There are many disciples of the White Deer Sect, but many of them are Yiman returning home, but there are very few disciples entering the house who are the head of the Sect. It's just him and his senior sister.

He looked over one by one and saw his master, Uncle Song Guhong and others.

Suddenly, he saw a copy of the portrait that should not appear in the forbidden area of ​​the head of the White Deer Sect.

The woman in the painting has beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, and she is a proud little beauty in a red dress.

He was sure that he had never seen this woman before. This woman's appearance was so outstanding, if he had seen it, he would definitely be impressed.However, that uncomfortable familiarity spread all over his body.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were also covered in cold sweat. The wet clothes stuck to his back. Those strange and strange chills slowly crawled up him like a poisonous snake with a core. the back.

Who is she?

Why is it here?

By the time he saw clearly the tiny characters in the lower corner of the portrait, he was already sweating profusely

67

By the time Xie Minxing came out of the iron gate in a daze, Pei Zijun had already dug up a box of "treasures" that had been lost for many years under the bookshelves.

From the clues in half of "The Legend of the White Deer Heroes", he has captured the auspicious Katayu of that year.This half of "The Legend of the White Deer Heroes" was maliciously torn from the middle, so there is only half of it.

And the person who did this bad thing was my naughty self when I was a child.

At that time, in order to prevent his parents from discovering that he was reading these idle books, he tore these books into small volumes and mixed them into the Four Books and Five Classics.And the original owner of this book should be himself.

This was many years ago.

When he came to Beimang Mountain for the first time, he was still very young. His parents went west to do business. He had experience and knowledge at will. In addition to the necessary clothes and luggage, he also brought a box of books. In addition to homework such as the Four Books and Five Classics, there There are many gossip and anecdotes circulating in the south of the Yangtze River.

Later, this box of books was accidentally lost in a sandstorm.

He did not expect that this box of books would appear here.

He groped for the pages of the book that had been yellowed over the years, looked at the distorted and naive fonts on the pages, exaggerated and ridiculous, as if he saw himself when he was a child again, "I will be a first-class hero in the future, killing very, very bad Scoundrel." "I want to marry a beauty whose mother is still beautiful." "When I am better than my father, my father will not dare to beat me"...

He laughed dumbly, but found that there were lines of comments next to those exaggerated and distorted words. Although the words were small, they were fair and rigorous.

"Hero, benevolence. Killing is not good."

"Is your mother beautiful?"

"Father... I don't have a father..."

He had no chance to meet Xie Minxing when he was a child, but he could imagine the little Xie Minxing frowning and writing these words in a serious manner. Those gossip books he had lost were taken by another boy who had never met him at a place he didn't know. Bao, flipping through the pages over and over again, answered his rogue and childish questions across the pages.

Xie Minxing was trapped in Beiman Mountain when he was young, and the first time he knew the world beyond Beiman Mountain was in the scriptures he brought to him.

what is en?What is righteousness?

Knowing the world, knowing the cold and warm... Pei Zijun didn't know until today that Mr. Zhihan, whom he admired wholeheartedly, had his bones and texture grown in his scriptures.

It turned out that the stars he met back then had already come before him.

Pei Zijun sneered, but looked up and saw Xie Minxing's pale face, he didn't know what Xie Minxing saw that made him so terrified.

But Xie Minxing couldn't say anything, he just said that there was no way to crack the ecstasy, and he found nothing.

Pei Zijun thought that this was a matter within their sect after all, so it was inconvenient to ask further questions.

Xie Minxing suddenly noticed the book in Pei Zijun's hand, it was a chivalrous tales book that he got by accident when he was young, but this book was torn from the middle, and he had no chance to see the second half.

"I don't have the second half of this storybook." Xie Minxing said suddenly.

"So I also... don't know what the final ending of this story is?"

Pei Zijun saw that Xie Minxing's expression was not good, so he had no chance to tell him after all—Brother Xie didn't know the ending of this legendary story, but I did.

He thought that one day, he would be able to tell him all the stories behind "The Legend of the White Deer Heroes".

It's a pity that good luck tricks people, and it will be a long time later when he has the opportunity to tell that story to him.

32. Fanwai and Peimen's embarrassing journey

◆01

The Wanling Pei family is one of the best martial arts masters in the Jianghu. This generation is in charge of Pei Zijun, the son of Wanling who was quite famous when he was young.

Pei Zijun, the head of the Pei family, is good at everything, but there is one problem that makes people around him very unbearable.

Uh...he is a powerful wife.

◆02

One day, he was chatting with his friends, and I knew a man with high morals, Barabara...

The friend was surprised and asked: Who is it?

Pei Zijun straightened his chest, full of ambition.

After a long time, as soon as my friend heard Pei Zijun say, "I know someone, Balabala..." He immediately added, "Is this person surnamed Xie, named Minxing, known as Hanke, and currently the head of the Bailu Sect?" The door is still your wife."

Pei Zijun was surprised, "Exactly."

Everyone disagreed, "(ˉ▽￣～)Cut~~ Wouldn't it be nice to just say it's your wife?"

◆03

Another day, he pointed out his apprentice's swordsmanship, "Although your boy is talented and intelligent, he is not as good as one person. This person has been barbara since he was a child..."

Tang Buqi exclaimed, "It's amazing, I want to learn from him!"

The master was also very happy and patted the disciple's head.

Later, after listening too much, Tang Buqi became a little puzzled and dazed, "What Master said should be... thank you, brother, just thank you..."

Later, as soon as his master started nagging, "It's not as good as one person... Balabala...", Tang Buqi was a little bit devastated, wishing he could bully his master into covering his ears.

"Please, Master, I know Brother Xie is the most powerful in the world, don't read it."

◆04

Another day, while putting his son to bed, the child asked for a bedtime story, and Pei Zijun started, "A long time ago, there was a man, Barabara..."

The son was very excited at first, shaking his little hand and asked, "What happened next? What happened later?"

After listening to it, I realized with hindsight that his father seemed to be talking about Dad.

Later, after the child heard the story countless times, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Please stop talking, I know, Daddy is the best."

◆05

In the end, Xie Minxing couldn't stand it anymore, it was too embarrassing.

Throw it all in front of your son.

He grabbed the man by the collar and threw it outside the door.

Close the door with a bang.

The world is clean.

Only door master Pei was left scratching the door outside, "Brother Xie, I made a mistake, come to the door."

In the room, Xie Minxing asked lazily, "What's wrong."

Pei Zijun thought about it for a while, and probably "did not use rhetorical techniques such as exaggeration, exaggeration, and foil to make the story fuller, make the characters taller, and make my son tired of hearing it."

Goodbye manual.

Xie Minxing thought.

It's time to take the children back to Beimang Mountain.

Although the leader of the martial arts did not hesitate to sell his body and made unremitting efforts to keep his son and wife and avoid the tragedy of his wife and children, Xie Minxing was still very dissatisfied with his embarrassing behavior.

It's really embarrassing, Xie Minxing, who was lying on Pei Zijun's chest, thought to himself, even though the things of the man who had humiliated him were still limp in his body, he couldn't help but punch him to calm him down.

Later, even Xie Minxing didn't bother to care about him, Pei Zijun's embarrassing road was long, so let him be happy.When a person is alive, there should always be three or two strange hobbies, right?

During the decades when he and Xie Minxing were together, Pei Zijun always took the trouble to tell all kinds of people he met that Xie Minxing was good.

He just wanted the whole world to know what a wonderful person his brother Xie was, and he was a treasure of the whole world.

And he has him.

How lucky.