The thunderous roar, coupled with the nine-foot-tall body, the horizontal flesh on the face, the scars under the ears, and the bulging arms, made everyone present can't help but praise in their hearts: "What a strong man!" ”

His dress was extremely strange to ordinary people, carrying a bronze sword behind his back, but he was wearing a tattered short brown on his body.

The sword of the noble scholar and the short brown worn by the lowly people are extremely incommensurate, and this identity is also obvious.

Seeing this, the private subordinate next to the little nobleman took a step forward and wanted to protect him, but he was hit by this person with his shoulder and fell directly to the ground.

As soon as the shoulder hit, you knew that this person was powerful and powerful, and it was definitely not something they could deal with.

Moreover, this person bears a sword, and he must not be an ordinary person.

Before, blocking was only an obligation, but he didn't dare to shoot directly, but at this time, he knew that he couldn't fight, and the obligation had been fulfilled, just like the wheat field where a wild deer had run, and it was naturally separated and set aside.

Shiben was covered in sweat, but when he heard a sentence and saw someone, the cold sweat suddenly turned into a refreshed hot sweat.

This is exactly the father who came when the child was hungry, the father who was beaten by the child, and the organization who was bullied......

I don't know who this person is, but the sentence just now obviously proves that this is an ink person, and he is a person who knows his name.

Since you defend yourself, what else is there to be afraid of?

He said in his heart that there are quite a few people in the market among the ink makers, and if he shows a little nervous look just now, he will not leave a good first impression on this person, so he should hold his chest up and raise his head at this time.

The little nobleman looked at this strong man, and sighed in his heart, and knew that this person was eighty percent of the ink people, and said in his heart, could it be that his friend got the news?

glanced at the friend next to him who was still ashamed before, and saw that he was also incredible, so he had to ask stubbornly, "Who are you!" ”

The strong man tilted his head, his nostrils turned to the sky, and replied: "So that you know that the ink who has won the same style as Chu Zhi Lu Yang Gong Bigo, Gong Zaoye!" ”

Shi had quietly gotten out of the ox cart and approached Gongzaoye's side without anyone noticing.

After hearing such a sentence, I said in my heart that this person is still a Qin Wuyang-like character? When Qin Wuyang saw someone, he said that he killed someone at the age of thirteen......

Since he had already leaned close to Gongzaoye's side, he felt that he should make a joke at this time to show his closeness, and he also seemed to be brave in the face of danger.

So he smiled and said: "Brother, do you have to mention Zeng Sheng Lu Yanggong every time you speak?" Isn't it too tiring? ”

When Gong Zaoye heard this, he also knew that it was a joke, grinning, and holding the scar under his ear, which was particularly scary.

After laughing, Gong Zaoye said secretly in his heart: "Big brother Yu Huali has always praised this person these days, and Zi Mozi even said that he is very skillful, but he doesn't necessarily have it." This is the Song Kingdom, Luyang Gong Expedition Zheng Wei Song, the strength of the courage of these people of course knows, of course I have to say so. When I arrived in the country of Qi, I would say that I had defeated the Seven Skill Strikers by myself; If I were in the Sanjin market, I would say that I had fought with Nie Zheng and left scars......"

"My husband once said that when you talk to farmers, you should talk about grain and rice, not jade; When talking to craftsmen, you should talk about the ruler and not the contract. I want to let the person in front of me know my ability, of course, I have to mention the matter of Lu Yanggong. Although Shi is smart, after all, he has not been taught by Mr. himself, and many truths are not understood. ”

As he expected, when he said this, not only the little nobleman's face changed abruptly, but even Gongsun Ze, who was kneeling on the ground, also got up suddenly, stood aside with a sword.

Everyone present knew that Mo was not lying, this person said that he had won against Lu Yanggong, where was the high means that these private subordinates could deal with?

This Luyang Gong has been fighting all year round and has an early reputation.

Otherwise, the future world would not be able to leave the legend of Lu Yang waving and letting the sunset retreat eastward and delay the night to help him win.

If you talk about fantasy, Lu Yang is also a character no less than Liu Xiu of the Great Fall.

It's just that later this person finally died in the Wei Wushu army and was killed by an unknown foot soldier, which was a stepping stone for the nobility to give way to the classical infantry to become the protagonist of the battlefield.

If he was born a hundred years ago in the era when heroes dominated the battlefield, he would have known to future generations like Yang Youji, but the era of aristocratic heroes was already the curtain of the West Mountain, even if he could retreat from the sun, how could he stop the rolling torrent of history.

Chu people often say that Gong Xue is raised by Ji and Ge is learned from Lu Yanggong. This person is still alive now, and his murderous reputation has long spread throughout Zheng, Song and other countries in northern Chu.

It is just as appropriate to talk about this person as it is to talk to farmers about corn.

The little nobleman did not choose to hold the sword, knowing that holding the sword was not the opponent of this person, and he could win against Lu Yanggong, even if he was three or five of his own opponents.

Besides, even if he can beat it, this person is really an ink man, how dare his own small force provoke it?

I couldn't think of what to say in my eagerness, and cold sweat trickled down.

After Gongzaoye said this, he no longer looked at the little nobleman. Mr. Xin said that he would come soon, and of course the matter here would be left to Mr. to deal with, and he only needed to deter these people.

He looked at the green wheat around him, and reached out and patted Shi on the shoulder.

It is not only encouragement, but also comfort, but also praise.

It doesn't matter if you were an ink artist before, but now these people don't dare to touch you anymore.

After being comforted, his eyes turned to the six fingers tied to the tree.

Seeing that the child was covered with whip marks, his lips were chapped, and his face was blue, he said in his heart, "This child is really good, he has been beaten so much, and he has not even opened his mouth." Although the little junior brother doesn't know how to say different things to different people, he is a little unenlightened, but he doesn't have the ability to preach and understand people. ”

Looking at Gongsun Ze on the side again, he saw him kneeling on the ground before, his sleeve robe was torn, and he guessed what was happening in his heart. This kind of gentleman must be well-dressed, and he must be upright for no reason, where can he not guess in his heart?

Although his body is strong, his mind is definitely not stupid, so he salutes and asks, "Who is the son?" ”

Gongsun Ze got up and saluted back, and said coldly: "Confucian, Gongsun Ze." ”

This time the answer is different from the usual day, and it is also to show his identity, and there is no need to explain, as long as these people know that there are also gentlemen among Confucianism.

Gong Zaoye nodded and praised: "You are a gentleman." ”

He also talked about the fight between Shihe and Gongsun Ze, and when he saw that this person didn't take the opportunity to make trouble, he also praised it in his heart.

Pigs, dogs, birds and beasts say that it is a battle of ideas, and it is no different from self-cultivation.

It's just that this person coldly reported his identity as a Confucian student, and he also praised the other party as a gentleman, so there was no need to talk anymore.

Gong Zaoye looked at the six fingers again and said, "Little Moist, you are good." ”

Liuzhi was young, but he also knew that the situation had changed, and the pain he had endured turned into endless glory at this time, just like the jade on the body of those bloodline nobles, he replied: "Those things are the treasures of our Mo family to help the world, although I am young, I have also sworn that I will never rebel against Mo for the rest of my life." Don't say that you will be beaten, even if you die, I will not say it! ”

Gongzaoye laughed when he heard this, and the person next to him who laughed had a pain in his ears, so he walked to the tree and untied the rope.

He did things on his own, showing his back, and no one dared to move.

Without the consent of others, reaching out to untie the rope, no one dared to ask.

As soon as the six fingers were put down, Gong Zaoye said: "Your suitable brother let you be upright, but you forgot that if you are upright, there will always be villains to attack and harass, is it possible that you can only be beaten?" In the future, follow me to learn some skills in beating people, whoever wants to beat you, you will fight back; Whoever wants to kill you, and you kill him, he can't kill you. ”

"The sword is in your hand, and the hand is in your heart. Your heart is right, but you don't have a sword. Not like me...... First there was a sword, and then there was a righteous heart, leaving a scar that should not have been left. May when you are dying, when you look down, there are no scars on your body that should not be left, only scars that you have no regrets in three lives. ”

Six fingers are still a little dazed, not knowing that they have been blessed by misfortune, this scar and the words just now are talking about Gongzaoye's heart.

As everyone knows, Gongzaoye was not an ink artist when he was young, he was brave and ruthless, and then he learned the study of ink scholars, and there were no scars left on his body because of fighting ruthlessly, only scars left by righteousness.

At this time, seeing that the six fingers were determined, but the whip marks were all left by the firm belief that he was doing the righteousness of the world, and sighed in his heart, so he said this.

Hearing this, he hurriedly shouted: "Six fingers, haven't you ever thanked you?" He's teaching you how to use swords! ”

Only then did the six fingers understand, and they didn't know how to salute, so Gong Zaoye laughed, as if there was no one around.

Since he came here, he has only reported his identity to the little nobleman, and there has been no word between him and him since then.

Everything that is done is done as if the other person does not exist. But the little nobleman didn't dare to answer at all at this time, not to mention that he felt insulted, and wondered in his heart how this matter would end.

I wanted to fight for a chance, but I didn't want to provoke the ink man.

If he is beaten, it is fine, but he is afraid that this matter will be shaken out, and Dai will punish himself. Although Dai couldn't use the ink and knew that the ink could not be used by him, he definitely didn't want to provoke the ink person, which would be very detrimental to the future.

The little nobleman thought to himself: "In this matter, I have to say that Shi is not a farmer, and these fields are not private fields, but given fields, and he should not use them." If everyone planted, they could not practice martial arts in winter, and if they did not repair their military equipment, the country would die. ”

"If I can't argue with the reason, I can only say that I am dizzy for my own benefit, and I must not say that I want to rob it to give it to Sicheng. These inkers were so angry that I cut off a finger myself to appease their anger. If he said that he wanted to dedicate it to Si Cheng, even if these ink artists did not punish me, Si Cheng would definitely lynch me to show these ink artists, and maybe ask Mo Zhai to see it in person to prove that it had nothing to do with him at this time. ”

"This matter is completely different from that of Gongsun Ze. Gongsun Ze did what he did, and the ink man didn't care, and he just won or lost......"

He fell silent and pondered what to do.

At this time, he had a backer, and all the hard work he had suffered before was worth it, and then the reed flowers who came to him told him what had happened a few days ago, and his heart was roughly measured.

Shi thought to himself, since Yu Huali knew about this, Mozi would know about it in the future. Lu Hua went to ask for help, and Mozi sent this Gong Zaoye to come, which can be regarded as a show of his intentions.

Whether it was because he did something Mozi liked and got into his eyes; Or does it mean that value determines the existence of these seeds, and these seeds of his own make Mozi think that it is indeed necessary to hold them in the hands of Mozi...... Either way, the results are good.

From now on, I don't need to call myself an inker, but a real inkman.

The ink artist is not an all-powerful talisman, and sometimes it is also a shackle that must be taken lightly, especially when this matter is related to righteousness.

But for himself from a civilian background, becoming an ink artist is even the most difficult first step in the ladder.

What does it mean that the public has come and not solved the matter?

He whispered, "Brother, what should I do about this matter?" ”

Gong Zaoye said with a smile: "You said that this is the treasure of the Mo family, of course, you have to wait for Mr. to come and dispose of it." ”

Shi Daxi hurriedly asked, "Mr. wants to come in person?" ”

"What's so surprising about that? Although he is in his seventies, he has convenient legs and feet. Qi Chu came and went freely thousands of miles away, couldn't he come outside this city? Don't worry, it's ours, and others can't take it away. Besides, who dares to rob the treasure of doing the righteousness of the world? ”

He is not such a fierce and introverted person, and he doesn't need to glare at anyone when he says this, but he just listens to the ordinary chatter tone, but the hearts of the people next to him are cold.

This is not a threat, it is just a fact, so it can be said that the clouds are light.

After talking for a while, there was a whistle in the distance, and Gongzaoye did not look up, and he knew what he meant.

"Sir, here we are."