A Qing rushed to Fan Li’s side and said, "Today, Bai Gonggong tried to kill you several times, but it’s okay that Li Zhichang and I stopped him. I hope Li Zhichang won’t hurt it." Speaking of this, she sighed gently. She just couldn’t get rid of her obstruction, but she couldn’t bear the difficult Li Zhichang to tell her that he would help her stop the white ape.
A Qing Nai promised that Li Zhichang and the white ape would go far away now. She was afraid that something would happen to Fan Li and she didn’t dare to chase the white ape psychic. If she killed a comeback, she would be even more helpless.
Fan Li couldn’t figure out that the white ape wanted to kill him, but now he also has the way to ask for help from Ah Qing.
Chapter VII Ink
Li Zhichang and the white ape scurried through the forest. The white ape was born different, especially good at speeding in the forest.
It’s like a duck to water when the wind hits this deep forest.
This is still a record that Li Zhichang hurt it. The speed of this abnormal condition is simply sensational
Li Zhichang, a lonely jungle, is like a light smoke, and the white ape has already rushed out of hundreds of miles before you know it.
After a short time, I climbed over a mountain, and the heavy rain came crashing on my face. At the same time, it also covered up the breath and trace of the white ape. Li Zhichang was not worried about losing him. Now he has reached the realm of soul lock, and the white ape can still give him directions if he avoids life and the fire does not go out.
Although the heavy rain was urgent, when it fell on Li Zhichang’s head, there was a layer of tarpaulin, which generally slipped immediately without a drop. However, the rain was amazing, and it was difficult for Li Zhichang to show off his light feather and light flying skills. As usual, it was difficult to drift for miles and then leisurely land.
Even so, Li Zhichang seemed to be born step by step with lotus mud near his feet, and then he was shocked by his strength.
Li Zhichang’s speed in this storm has not slowed down, but has gradually accelerated. The wind and rain all over the sky suddenly became his strength to strengthen his power.
Just like’ the dragon king travels with the wind and rain’
The heavy rain comes and goes quickly, and it will soon clear up. Wan Li Li Zhichang suddenly walks slowly and sees beautiful mountains and rivers around it, and the undulating terrain is wonderful.
A hut on the hillside in front is dotted with forest fields. From a distance, it is very comfortable. It can be seen that the builders are ingenious.
There must be a strange man living in seclusion here in Li Zhichang andao.
Stepping on the slopes and winding mountain roads, the trees on both sides are mixed and quiet, and the feelings are full of unfathomable thoughts. Li Zhichang carefully tastes this mood more leisurely.
But for a moment he stopped.
It was in front of the hut where the white ape lay in front of the house. I don’t know how many years ago, the Gleditsia sinensis suddenly ignored Li Zhichang
Although Li Zhichang didn’t enter the room, he could feel that the decoration in the room was very simple, which shows that this master must be a hermit who is willing to live in poverty.
The whole hut was more clear and crude in Li Zhichang’s perception, and the rough lines of wooden boards gave him a magnificent feeling, which was even stronger than that of the Forbidden City.
Based on this, it can be speculated that the owner built a truly extraordinary hut, although simple, but everywhere it can be natural and give birth to human taste. Li Zhichang can better understand how wonderful the construction technology is
This strong contrast is very personal, but it also contains a kind of ingenious sword theory, that is, if it is clumsy.
"The guest hurts my ape" sounds generous and peaceful from behind Li Zhichang, but it seems to blame Li Zhichang for hurting the ape.
Li Zhichang seems to turn three feet away and a middle-aged man with coarse linen and bare feet appears. If his eyes are not particularly clean and contain no impurities, he is afraid that others will mistake him for a country farmer.
The white ape fell from the tree to the middle-aged man, chirping and gesticulating for a while, and the middle-aged man also looked at the white ape gesticulating patiently.
After a while, the middle-aged man took out a porcelain bottle and painted some powder on the wound of the white ape. The white ape also honestly left after the middle-aged man applied the medicine.
The middle-aged man apologized and said, "It turned out that A Qing’s friend, the ape, said that her disaster appeared. It wanted to help A Qing blame you for stopping him from doing things rashly."
Li Zhichang stared at the middle-aged man. His face was strange and unforgettable. The heaven was full of blessings, but his thick hands and feet didn’t show that he was used to hard work.
"Does this gentleman know Gao’s name?" Li Zhichang spoke to ask this person unfathomable that he could bully him three zhangs just to make him find out.
Middle-aged man gently said, "My Mo Zhai."
Li Zhichang some suddenly realized that this person is the founder of Mohism. No wonder it can give him this unfathomable feeling. Many schools of thought have already seen it today.
If an unreasonable person sees Mo so austere, he will be a hermit, which is not the case.
Li Zhichang knew from ancient times and modern times that Mohism was established as a well-organized discipline group, in which members wore short clothes and sandals to take part in labor, suffered hardships and were noble. If anyone violated these principles, they would be killed. The supreme leader of Mohism called "Moment", and all Mohist members called "Mohist" for generations. All Mohists must be guided by "Moment" and even "go through fire and death without hesitation".
And ink is the first "moment" of Mohism, and Mohism rules are established by himself.
Mo is not a man with strong desire. On the contrary, he is a flashy man. The main purpose of establishing a group like Mo School is to realize his ambition.
Li Zhichang’s surprise is that the white ape actually met the ink. Obviously, O Qing Mo also knew each other.
Li Zhichang wondered whether Ah Qing was also a member of Mohism.
Li Zhichang thought a lot in his heart, but he didn’t get lost in thought and looked up at the ink eyes.