The meeting with King Wei Hui turned out to be quite satisfactory. Zhuangzi's theory of "enriching the people and strengthening the army", as well as the strategy of diplomatic lobbying, King Wei Hui is still sure. Leaving the Wei Palace, King Hui of Wei gave Zhuangzi a special pass with a silk seal seal, allowing Zhuangzi to walk freely within the territory of Wei. And he gave a hundred gold and chariots, and silk and other things.

Zhuangzi accepted the silk book pass with the seal, and asked for nothing else.

"Outsiders too!" Afterwards, King Wei Hui sighed.

Pang Juan, who reported the news, saw King Wei Hui sighing, and he scolded in his heart: What about the outsiders? He Zhuangzi is stupid/forced! He doesn't know what he deserves, he's still a mess? Don't be in vain! Can't you just ask for it and give it to someone else in the future? What are you not a fool of?

After staying in the post house for one night, at dawn the next day, Zhuangzi packed up and stopped, went out of the east gate of Daliang City, and went to the suburbs.

Out of the official road, walk on the narrow country road. Both sides of the road were overgrown with lush weeds, and the weeds withered and lay there. The weeds were covered with dew, and after a while, Zhuangzi's trouser legs were wet.

After walking more than twenty miles, it was already half of the morning, and his clothes were wet and dried by the heat emanating from his body. After walking for a few more miles, I finally saw the legendary tree. After walking seven or eight miles, he came to the foot of the big tree.

This is an umbrella-shaped tree more than ten zhang high, what kind of tree it is, Zhuangzi does not know. It may be that the branches and foliage of this tree are so lush that there is no grass growing within a few feet below the tree, and no plants exist. On the periphery of the big tree, there are many weeds growing in the ground. Among the weeds, there are also a few stones protruding. Bai Du Yixia performed a new chapter of the Song Hall to cut the mouth of the L section

Needless to say, this is the place where the Mohists and Taoists fought each other. The Taoist protector raided the Mo family swordsman, using the lives of fifty or sixty people, the wolf pack tactics, and exhausted the physical strength of his father, and then! The master killed his father and mother.

Imagining the scene of that year, Zhuangzi unconsciously burst into tears.

"Daddy! ......" Zhuangzi cried in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that his mother was still alive, if it wasn't for the master who saved him, he would definitely want to take revenge as the world imagined. Anyway, it was Yang Zhu who killed his father and mother with his own hands, and the hatred of his parents was not shared, and he wanted to seek revenge from Yang Zhu. But! Now! He actually worshiped under Yang Zhu's door and became the inheritor of his master.

For the world, it is incomprehensible. For Zhuangzi himself, it is also incredible. He couldn't imagine that he had changed so much at such a young age? Have such a deep insight? Ability to abandon the surface and look for the roots. On the surface, the enemy who killed his father was Master Yang Zhu, but the real enemy was not. If you really regard Master as an enemy, you will just fall for the enemy's scheme.

The real enemy is the spy, and the real enemy is the mastermind behind the spy!

In fact! The real enemy is the way of the world! It's this time of bad manners!

Master said that if you want to save this world, you must first save people's hearts!

If you want to rule the world, you must first cure the heart!

Zhuangzi stood under the big tree, thinking about his thoughts and looking around. At last! Look up at the branches overhead. The branches of the trees are so dense that you can't see the sky above. As soon as the dew fell, it was right in his eyes. He blinked his eyes with a sour feeling. Rubbing his eyes, he left under the tree to look for a possible place to bury his father.

Not far from the big tree, there is a small hill. The hill is overgrown with weeds and shrubs more than a person tall, and there are ravines around the hill.

According to my mother's story, it seems that my father is buried on a small hill, a place where feng shui is very good and hidden. Daddy's grave is not high, and there is no monument. Because! My father and mother have many enemies, and they dare not erect a monument.

When I got closer, I was really just like my mother had told me, and there was a wide ravine around the hill, and the ravine was full of thorns. The hill is not tall either, but protrudes from the flat ground. The hill is not a whole, and the top is also uneven. At first glance, it was a forbidden place, and no one usually dared to go to it. Chances are, this is a paradise for beasts.

Zhuangzi didn't dare to be careless, took off the male sword of the Mo family in the backpack, held it in his hand, and cut through the ravines all the way, went up the hills, and walked into the bushes. His eyes were looking around, and his ears were pricked up.

In order to scare the beasts that might be hiding inside, he deliberately startled the snakes and made the movement very loud, trying to scare away all the beasts hidden inside!

Really! Before he had reached the heart of the hill, he heard the sound of wild beasts running ahead, and the rustling of the bushes.

"Where are you going? You can't run! ”

Zhuangzi swung his sword and slashed at the bushes in front of him as he shouted towards the place where the sound came from. In fact! He didn't see anything, but he emboldened himself and frightened the beasts in front of him.

After a while, the voices in front of me disappeared. Thinking that the beast might have been scared away, he continued to walk ahead, checking as he went. Wherever there was a protruding dirt bag, he would walk over and carefully examine it around the dirt bag. Outcome! Along the way, he was very disappointed, and none of them was his father's tomb as described by his mother.

Soon! As he was about to reach the end of the hill, Zhuangzi became sentimental again. He cried out in his heart, "Daddy! Father! Father! Where are you? Father! ”

"Whoosh!"

That's it! There was the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air from behind.

"Who?"

Zhuangzi instinctively shouted, his body turned, and the male sword in the Mo family's twin swords in his hand swung out.

"Click!"

A crunch!

The sharp arrow flying from behind broke in two.

A little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old stood not far in front of him, holding a large bow in his hand, and a sharp arrow, which was drawn and pointed at him.

"You? You? Why are you shooting me? Zhuangzi asked.

"You're a bad person!" The little boy said. But he did not put down his bow and arrows, but prepared to attack, aiming at Zhuangzi, and shooting the arrows at any time.

Seemingly? This little guy is not simple, he is still a veteran. He hadn't missed an arrow before, but this time he was much more cautious. Less than 100% sure, he won't.

"There's someone behind you!"

Suddenly! Zhuangzi held a sword in one hand and pointed behind the little boy with the other, shouting!

The little boy didn't know what to do, and hurriedly turned back.

Taking advantage of the little boy's turn back, Zhuangzi's figure flashed, and he came to the little boy's side, grabbed the little boy's hand holding the arrow with one hand, and put the sword on the little boy's neck with the other.

"Don't kill him! Woowoo woo ......"

That's it! A girl dressed in white emerged from the bushes and cried out at him.