Author: Nongxue Tianzi

The eyes of all the disciples were red.

Xiao Yang couldn't hold it back and cried loudly. His grandfather stood aside slightly trembling, making him cry at a loss. He closed his eyes and lamented: "God!"

"What's the use of crying and shouting?"

If crying helps, they are willing to cry to silence.

Mu Qingyun's face was tense as he gritted his teeth for a long time, "We should go together."

The most annoying thing in this life is waiting without knowing anything.

If we were all together now, living together and dying together, there would be no suffering.

All the disciples in Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall have been very happy for a long time. They practice martial arts every day. The young disciples are chattering, looking for opportunities to be lazy, and doing many little tricks that can be seen through at a glance.

But everyone was actually very uneasy.

The owner of the door is missing.

Senior brothers and senior sisters left the house one by one, and for the past two months, correspondence had ceased.

What are they doing? Is it dangerous? Will they die?

Those left behind will think about it, day and night, and they are even more terrifying because of their ignorance.

When danger takes root in the imagination, it becomes something particularly terrifying.

Mu Qingyun turned to look at the group of fellow apprentices gathered in front of the door. In a trance, everyone's faces seemed to have the same look, pale, frightened, and anxious.

Su Hang, however, entered the door as if nothing happened. He drank a few sips of tea first, then asked the kitchen to bring a large bowl of noodles. After finishing the meal with a slurp, he even drank the soup, and then took out all the letters on his body and handed them to Chen Yi.

, someone brought water to wash his face, and wiped it dry.

"There is no one in Senior Brother Wang's family, so there is no need to send news. Senior Brother Xu still has a grandmother here. She is now in a nursing home in the east of the city. From now on, we will pay the martial arts school every month, so we can record it. Senior Brother Xu's suicide note is here.

, calm down and take a look at the situation, and then decide whether to tell the old lady or not. If that doesn't work, just say that you will send him to study abroad, and you can hide it."

Chen Yi responded solemnly.

Although there is no martial arts school in Yuncheng, there was a period in the Ming Dynasty when domestic martial artists went to foreign countries for study tours. However, the trend became popular for a while, and all the disciples who went there were not accustomed to it. No one has gone there in the past two years.

It's just a matter of fooling the old lady, that's no problem.

"The Zhanshen Army may be preparing to recruit troops this month. There may be no grade restrictions. Disciples, please be prepared."

Chen Yi understood and sighed: "Our martial arts school is run by the imperial court. Over the years, we have relied on the imperial court to provide food and money. If you eat other people's food and wages, you will naturally have to work hard. The brothers brought by the master are working hard.

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"But we must also leave some roots for our martial arts school. Those who are below the level don't need to think about it. They can all go home."

"Those who are humble and above, think about it by yourself, don't have any psychological burden. For those who are left behind, we will work hard together. If you have a little worry, for example, you have a sweetheart, you are an only child at home, and you have unfinished things that you want to do, etc.

Wait, wait, let’s all go home, wait until things are settled, and then come back.”

Chen Yi curled her lips, finally tried to show a gentle smile, and looked back at Mu Qingyun.

Mu Qingyun also laughed: "Don't make a decision in a hurry. It takes courage to stay in the martial arts school and to leave the martial arts gym. But the most important thing for martial artists like us is courage."

"I'm not leaving."

The two young disciples said in unison.

The other disciples looked at each other with calm expressions and calm voices: "Senior brother, senior sister, we are not afraid of death, and we will not leave."

Xiao Yang supported his grandfather and walked him to the foot of the stone steps. He solemnly said: "Grandpa, I can't help you."

"But I am a disciple of Yuncheng Martial Arts School. The most important thing in my life, the most proud thing for me, is this identity. Let alone giving up it, if one day I do something that betrays my identity, then I will

This whole life is not worth living."

The old man was startled and said blankly: "...Why is it like this? Why is it like this!"

He closed his eyes and tried to persuade him, but all of his strength suddenly disappeared. He shook his head and bent his waist further and further.

Mu Qingyun winked, and Xiao Yang helped the old man through the door, and quickly went to the cafeteria to greet him and give him a few mouthfuls of hot noodle soup.

Here, Mu Qingyun, Chen Yi, Su Hang, and several other senior brothers and sisters carefully sorted out the things Su Hang brought back.

After explaining the matter, Su Hang set off again.

He took advantage of the darkness and left quietly without saying goodbye to anyone.

For three days in a row, the martial arts hall looked like normal, with people still getting up to practice in the morning and partying and playing at night. However, in fact, everyone put in more effort when practicing, and began to maintain their swords and weapons.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was blue.

The old man carried his burden and went to Xiao Yang again: "Are you really not going to leave with me?"

Xiao Yang sighed.

"snort."

The old man's face suddenly became ugly again.

After staying in the martial arts hall for three days, he still couldn't persuade his grandson. However, the old man was not brainwashed by his grandson. He was still thinking about getting this brat away.

Since coming in person didn't work, he planned to pretend that he had been seriously injured by the bandits on his way home, tricked his grandson into leaving the city, and then knocked him unconscious and tied him up outside.

What kind of righteousness, these little kids talk about it with enthusiasm, it sounds nice, but can righteousness save the life of the grandson? Can it keep the incense of the Yang family alive?

They always say that without warriors fighting tooth and nail, ordinary people will be like wolves in the mouth of a tiger. Of course he knows this truth, but there are so many warriors who don’t fight tooth and nail, so why should his grandson do it!

At that time, the Yang family can donate food and money, and they will give whatever assistance is needed.

It’s just that I can’t give my grandson’s life.

The old man made up his mind and became much more energetic. He didn't need his grandson to send him off, so he called a rickshaw and went straight to the station.

"You brat, don't tell me. After practicing martial arts for several years, my body has become much stronger."

The old man tried his best to forget the bad news he got. He had some family business in his hometown, otherwise he would not be as well-informed as the news in the martial arts school.

"When that boy comes home, I'll give him a wife and have children..."

Just as I was thinking about those beautiful things, the rickshaw suddenly stalled.

As soon as the old man opened his eyes, his face turned white.

Not far away, on the long street, two 'cows' that were a little taller than the houses next to them burst out a ball of fire from their noses.

When the flames fell on the ground, a dark chasm immediately appeared. There were obviously several victims nearby, and they must have been trampled because they were unable to escape.

"ah!"

Pedestrians on the nearby road screamed uncontrollably.

But it was only a moment. Everyone had experienced it and reacted quickly. The rickshaw driver turned around and pulled the car away.

The old man's heart will beat out of his chest.

The coachman shouted hoarsely into the wind: "Sit tight, old man!"

Gusts of wind howled from my ears, the heat wave behind me got closer and closer, and my heartbeat was so violent that it made my whole body tremble.
Chapter completed!