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Super Martial Arts Pity the Star 6 A Nest of Bats and Rats

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    (The cuteness is over, let’s start the world unfolding) ——————————————————————————————————  The little time traveler who lives far away in the Yihua Palace stingily defines the meaning of her life as "Sister Raiders", but this world is far bigger than she imagined, as grand and magnificent as she imagined, and full of dangers as she imagined.  Kaifeng, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, was also called Tokyo in ancient times.  It is one of the most prosperous cities in Chinese history. There is a book "Tokyo Menghualu" to record the beautiful scenery of its various mansions, and a painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" to depict its bustling bustle.  When the fun-loving Song Huizong was in power, most civil and military officials in the dynasty sang and sang every night.  One evening, the powerful Grand Master Cai Jing held a banquet for his birthday. Not only 90% of the officials in Tokyo came to congratulate him, but also many officials from outside the province came.  A scribe in blue shirt with a red envelope in his sleeve walked into the place reserved by Taishi Cai. His eyes were looking for anyone familiar with him. However, his official rank was low, he was the eighth rank, and he had just taken office.  Most of the Beijing officials here are more famous than others, so he couldn't talk to them. He just wanted to find a place to sit down.  The young scribe’s name is Qin Hui. He is an official worshiper of the Imperial Academy, but he has no financial resources and a small salary. He has to think carefully before sealing this red envelope.  He thought to himself, speaking of it, if he wasn't afraid that Master Cai would be regarded as a member of Zhuge Xiaohua's party, and his chance of promotion would be cut off, he wouldn't have joined in the fun.  Suddenly, a clear and deep voice from behind greeted him: "Brother Qin!" | Qin Hui's eyes lit up, and when he looked back, he saw a young man about the same age as him walking towards him with a smile on his face.  A smile appeared on his face, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Huang, are you here too? Aren't you busy making up your Wanshou Dao Zang?" "Master Yuan Miao insisted on calling the superiors and subordinates. I couldn't shirk it, so I had to come." Then.  The man Qin Hui called Brother Huang returned the courtesy.  The man surnamed Huang was a Jinshi in the same year as Qin Hui. His real name was Huang Shang. He was dressed as a civil servant. He had a slender figure, an elegant temperament, and a bright light in his eyes. In Qin Hui's opinion, he looked like a Confucian scholar.  The real Yuanmiao he spoke of was none other than Lin Lingsu, the national preceptor of this dynasty.  Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, called himself the Taojun Emperor and was extremely obsessed with Taoism. Lin Lingsu followed him and became a popular figure in front of the emperor.  They have similar personalities and have a harmonious relationship with the traitors Cai Jing, Tong Guan and others. They can be said to be the biggest clique in Kaifeng Mansion.  Although Huang Shang disapproved of him, he was an official after all. Although he was unwilling to help Zhou do evil, he did not dare to fight against him like Zhuge Xiaohua, who was worshiped as Taifu.  Otherwise, he, who has nothing to do with his life, would have to take off his black gauze hat sooner or later and go home to farm, and his hard work as a Jinshi would be in vain.  A few years ago, Zhao Ji ordered Huang Shang to assist the national preceptor Lin Lingsu in compiling the "Wanshou Taoist Canon", and he did his best to make Lin Lingsu very satisfied, and he almost regarded him as his confidant.  Even today's banquet specially called him to accompany me.  Qin Hui walked into the reception while grabbing Huang Shang to chat. Officials like them, both big and small, came to join in and express their position.  After the two went to say hello to the first-line figures in the court such as Cai Jing, Tong Guan, and Lin Lingsu, they wanted to find a few familiar official colleagues to find a place to drink and have fun together.  Unexpectedly, Lin Lingsu was very optimistic about Huang Shang and actually asked him to sit at the main table next to him. Qin Hui had no choice but to leave, feeling secretly jealous that he could fight well with these powerful top bosses.  Because of the relationship, the official position has been rising rapidly.  It's a pity that I don't have such good luck.  Huang Shang himself had no intention of doing so. He was an academic compiler, so he was a little cautious on this occasion.  Except for him, the main table was full of flattery.  After three rounds of wine, Yin Liang Zhongshu, a famous man sitting at the main table who came to congratulate him, took out a sandalwood box and presented it to Cai Jing.  "Mr. Cai, when the student was collecting the outlines of flowers and stones, I accidentally found a copybook, which has some wonderful features. I specially present it to you for your appreciation." Liang Zhongshu said with a greasy face.  "Shijie is interested," Cai Jing smiled faintly and took it, "Whose copybook is it?" Since he dared to take it out for this occasion, Liang Taishu was naturally very confident in the gift, and he knew that it was just what he wanted.  He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Master Cai, to tell you the truth, this is Wang Xizhi's post on the snow and clear weather." "Oh?" Cai Jing's eyes suddenly lit up. This birthday gift was sent to his heart. He himself was a member of the Northern Song Dynasty.  When the calligraphers heard that it was the famous calligraphy calligraphy "Quick Snow and Clear Calligraphy" by Wang Xizhi, they immediately fetched it and asked the maid to bring a hand towel. They wiped their hands carefully before carefully opening the wooden box.  Huang Shang is also a cultural person who likes calligraphy. When he heard that it was a work by Wang Xizhi, he immediately craned his neck to take a look.  Unexpectedly, after Cai Jing opened the wooden box with anticipation, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.  "Liang Zhongshu, Liang Zhongshu." Cai Jing took out a calligraphy from the wooden box and said coldly: "Hello??Confused!  " The "copybook" in Cai Jing's hands is really elegant and beautiful, and it can be called a top-grade copybook. But after seeing the words on the copybook clearly, the people present were either gloating at the misfortune, or dumbfounded, or they were furious. I saw  On the calligraphy note, it is written with dragons and phoenixes: "I heard that you have received a wonderful pen from a calligrapher. It is extremely meaningful. I am eager to borrow it. I will borrow it to see you. You will be elegant and graceful, and you will not be angry."  , Cai Jing was too lazy to pay attention to him, holding the calligraphy sticker, and actually smiled: "There are some methods, this word is not bad, but it is a bit too bold.  " "Looking at this technique, it must have been done by that person.  "A Taoist in a purple shirt and a high crown sitting next to Cai Jing said calmly. The Taoist's appearance is ancient, his eyes are half-closed, and there is a faint cold light in the gaps. He is like a ghost. He is the famous man in front of the emperor.  Master Lin Lingsu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is the real person referring to?"  " "The commander of the robbers leaves fragrance at night, and his reputation spreads all over the world.  Lin Lingsu smiled hoarsely and said: "He came and went without a trace, and dared to leave a provocative post. It is naturally Chu Liuxiang, who is known as the "bandit commander" in the world!  It is not surprising that Liang Zhongshu fell into his hands.  " When the name "Chu Liuxiang" came out of Lin Lingsu's mouth, in the wilderness outside Tokyo, under the sky full of stars and moon, a young man in a white shirt held a calligraphy sheet and carefully touched it with his fingers. His movements were as gentle as if he were stroking  Lover's face. The young man's appearance is extremely handsome, and his face under the moonlight actually reveals a holy brilliance. I am afraid that both men and women will be impressed by his heavenly temperament. His eyelashes are extremely long, but they are just right.  The eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows were blank. He was actually blind! Maybe God would always leave some flaws in a life that was too perfect. He only touched the calligraphy with his extremely sensitive touch.  Feel the transcendent elegance of Wang Xizhi's writing on his fingertips. "Toothless," the blind boy suddenly said, "Are you here?"  " Following the words of the blind boy, in front of the empty space, in the dark shadow of the tree branches blocking the light of the stars and the moon, a figure that looked like a strange monster squirmed and stood up. The figure was probably in his early twenties, but his body was  He was unusually short in stature, like a child, and his appearance was as wretched as a mouse, but his eyes were extremely bright, full of twisted pride. The deformed dwarf looked at the handsome boy, and the scene was like an obscene rodent watching Soar.  The falcon in the sky, the dwarf's expression is somewhat cautious and admirable, but the light in his eyes is clearly looking at the same kind - like a mouse looking at a bat. "Sir, the investigation you asked me to do is done.  "The rat-like deformed dwarf - Wei Wuya cupped his hands and said: "But why should I take that madman in Yanziwu seriously who dreams of being an emperor?  " "Mr. Murong is also a talented person, but it's a pity that the burden on his body is too heavy and he has fallen into a demonic barrier.  The young man said calmly: "We are both the Seventh Young Master of the Central Plains, so naturally I want to give him a hand."  " Are they both the Seventh Young Master of the Central Plains? Wei Wuya secretly slandered: The original Suiyun without contention, the bloody sword should be seen, the white clouds leave the lonely city, the red sleeves Su Mengzhen, the buildings in the south of the Yangtze River are full of flowers, the fifteenth year of the Tang Dynasty in Sichuan, and Murong Fu in Gusu. They are all.  An elite member of a family with high martial arts skills, good looks, and plenty of money in his pocket. But in the eyes of you, "Bat Master," there probably isn't anyone of his generation who can compare with him. What's more, Murong Fu is still the oldest, and his reputation has already been ruined.  "Bat Master" Yuan Suiyun raised his head again, looked at the stars and the moon that he could not see, and sighed softly with a hint of hope in his tone: "  Brother Xiangshuai, I hope you don’t disappoint Yuan.  There are not many people in this world who can play games with me.  "
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