"Records of Ascension" to practice to the Great Perfection in the second chapter, there are no twists and turns, no earth-shattering, no drug assistance, no external stimulation, no life or death, even Chen Guanlou did not deliberately think about it, just in With the effort of lifting water from the well, I slid smoothly past the second chapter and into the third chapter of "Ascension Record". Feel? The second article was a qualitative leap, and the third article was like a fish in water. Places that were originally stagnant are like unblocked rivers, flowing continuously. The trickling flow was smooth and smooth, and I gained a new understanding of the sword technique. Although it has not yet reached the perfect state of having no knife in the hand but a knife in the heart. However, the mind moves as the heart moves, the knife moves as the heart desires, and flying flowers and fallen leaves can be turned into swords. He stood on the roof, feeling the cold wind blowing. One day, the wind will become a sword, the rain will become a sword, and the heaven and earth will become a sword. He stretched out his hand to touch the sky, as if he could touch the sky and the heaven of martial arts just by stretching out his hand. "Brother Xiaolou, are you going crazy? Why are you standing on the roof blowing the wind? Is it because it's not cold enough?" Dawang stood below and shouted with his neck raised. Chen Guanlou:...... This kid Dawang just needs a beating, his time as a sage has been shattered, his soul and body are in perfect harmony, and he can feel the mystery of the power of heaven and earth.
He jumped down from the roof and gave Dawang a shudder, "I have to talk to your mother. I have to find something for you to do. I can't let you be idle all day. Why don't you go study!" "Are you a devil?" Dawang screamed and ran away screaming. Chen Guanlou took half a month's leave. He came up with a very nonsensical but predictable reason. He wanted to find martial arts masters on the mountain and practice advanced martial arts. Anyone who knows him well knows that he is crazy about martial arts. When I was in the C-shaped prison, I caught the prisoners gathering wool and collected a lot of martial arts secrets. The two Master Fans approved the leave for him and told him to come back before closing the accounts years ago. Cheng Guanlou promised that as long as he was given leave, he could do whatever he wanted. He handed the errand to Xiao Jin and Qian Fugui. I also entrusted Team Leader Wang to take good care of me. Team leader Wang reassured him that it was the end of the year and all the government offices had stopped. Even if they wanted to catch the criminals, they would have to wait until the end of the year. Under normal circumstances, no major cases are opened before the Chinese New Year. Unless the palace says something. The old emperor is currently only focusing on the war in Jinzhou and has no time to interfere with the messy government affairs in the court. Therefore, the end of this year will definitely be peaceful. Xiao Jin and Qian Fugui also promised to take good care of the second young master and train Li Xin well. The safety of the Second Young Master is the safety of everyone in Tianlao. We guarantee that the manual will be followed meticulously and no details will be missed. The eldest sister Chen Xiaolan knew his temper, and even nine cows couldn't get him back after he made a decision. He just told him, "I have nothing to do with your affairs, but you must come back before the Chinese New Year. Also, seize the time to marry a woman and go home. If you don't move, I will look for someone for you. I heard about the little widow. If you don’t like it, don’t worry about it.” "What a little widow, I forgot about it a long time ago. Sister, you are listening to Mrs. Chunxiang's nonsense again." "Whether Sister-in-law Chunxiang is talking nonsense, you know it in your heart. Ever since the little widow left without saying goodbye, Sister-in-law Chunxiang said that you have become strange. You go to the roof to blow in the wind in the winter. You are really not afraid of freezing! The little widow has a long No matter how beautiful you are, you are still a widow with a son. Let me tell you, even if you want to marry a widow, you must marry a widow with a daughter. If you raise a widow with a son, you will be a white-eyed wolf." Simple truth, the true meaning of life. Chen Guanlou nodded repeatedly, fully agreeing with the last words of the eldest sister Chen Xiaolan. Even Dorgon couldn't handle a widow with a son. How can ordinary people be so virtuous and capable? The luggage was just a simple baggage. When the sky was slightly bright, he mixed with the first group of people leaving the city, left the capital and went straight to Jiguan Village, Dangyang County, Tuzhou. Because the people living in the village all have the surname Hu, it is also called Hujiacun. The village is surrounded by mountains, the largest of which looks like a cock comb from a distance, hence the name Cock Crown Village. The village has a unique geographical location, with the mountains forming a natural barrier and a passageway for entry and exit. Chen Guanlou traveled through mountains and rivers. Three days later, he stood on the bank of the river, crossed the river, climbed over a mountain, and arrived at Hujiacun. If you take the land route, you will need to take a detour of hundreds of miles. The river is very wide, at least seventy or eighty meters at its widest point.
After agreeing on the price, he took a boat across the river. The boat boss makes a living on the river all year round. When he opens his mouth, authentic country tunes can be heard on both sides of the river. When the boat reached the middle of the river, Chen Guanlou stood on the bow and looked at the rolling river water. A lonely swordsman. At this moment, he was carrying the vest of the unknown hero, and his thoughts were as deep as the river. Sudden…… Plop! The boat boss jumped into the river. The knife comes out! Cut it down with one knife! The waves are coming! A stream of blood spurted out from under the water, dyeing the surface of the river red, and quickly spread out, being swept away by the waves and disappearing without a trace. Several fish floated on the water with their belly turned upside down, but the body of the boat boss was never seen. There was a big hole in the bottom of the ship and it was sinking rapidly. Chen Guanlou smiled softly. It was not surprising that the boss of the ship was the Hu family, or the Hu family's spy. He picked up the pole, threw it into the water, stepped on the pole, and walked along the water. A mere shipwreck cannot stop his way. If you say you want to kill Hu's whole family, you will definitely kill his whole family. It's time for a sinful family to be cleaned up. We successfully reached the other side of the river and continued to cross the mountains. After climbing over the hill, we could see a small basin in the mountain stream, fertile land, and groups of blue brick and tile houses. In the center of the village, a large house covering dozens of acres was particularly majestic and eye-catching. There were children playing in the village, and their laughter seemed to be right beside our ears. There were still people working in the winter fields. However, a closer look revealed that the people working in the fields were only wearing thin clothes. The mountain wind was howling, and everyone was shrinking their necks because of the cold. Their thin bodies were unable to bear the heavy burden, and they were still dragging heavy chains on their ankles. Slave! Serf! They were indeed a kidnapper family. On the ridge of the field, a supervisor was waving a whip. Anyone who was slow to move and deliberately slacked off would be whipped and hit with a heavy stick. A woman couldn't do it anymore and knelt on the ground. Instantly, whips and sticks fell down, the woman's bones were broken, blood spit out of her mouth, and she was dragged away, dragged away... dragged into the mill, and soon the mill could hear the creaking sound of the millstone being pushed. A mass of bloody and minced meat was poured directly into the pig trough. The other serfs did not look up from beginning to end, everyone was mechanically and numbly working.
Chen Guanlou: ... He still underestimated the evil of human nature. The eighteen levels of hell are just like this! The only access to the mountain bridge was built with a fortress, fully armed guards, various standard prohibited weapons, and even crossbows! Complete anti-thief equipment! No wonder a small family full of blood and crime can stand for a hundred years without falling, there is something.