Yejiahe Map

Chapter 15 Your courage is commendable

To the song of wine and the geometry of life, it is about the heroic and unrestrained of men drinking. A touch of fragrant blush describes the charming amorous feelings of women after drinking. Some people like to drink, while others like to drink tea. Whether it is drinking or drinking tea, it is a kind of pursuit. There is a hot-blooded **, and there is also a light and peaceful mood.

Ye Hetu likes to drink, no matter how good it is. This is a manifestation of a person's character. There has been a saying in China since ancient times: "Men don't drink, they live like dogs." This must have come from the mouth of a senior alcoholic, and this alcoholic is still very authoritative. Otherwise, with thousands of years of Chinese history, this sentence has long been annihilated in endless years.

The courage is strong when drinking, and the mind is also open-minded. When no one is disturbed, think about a problem without being able to go, have a glass of wine, and maybe find something new. In ancient times, Li Bai, a poet, "raise your glass and invite the bright moon, and become three people." Drinking with the moon, this realm reflects the noble sentiment of the poetic fairy Li Bai. As for "the three people in the shadow", it can only be said.

A few large bowls of barley wine, no matter how low the martial arts are, I'm afraid that the kitchen knife may not be any threat, not to mention that Ye Hetu has never cared about any kitchen knives or anything. The strange young man sitting in the corner had already left. When Jun Yifeng saw the young man leave before, he was considering whether to leave him and was stopped by Ye Hetu.

"Big brother, what's that man from?" Jun Yifeng was puzzled. It's nothing to call someone in Kunlun.

Ye Hetu stared at Jun Yifeng and said slowly, "Do you think you can call the wind and rain in Kunlun? You can't do it at will in Tibet. We are guests. Do you know that we follow the customs when we enter the countryside?

Jun Yifeng smiled and said that the eldest brother was right. Since breaking into Xuanyuan Jiacheng, Jun Yifeng's arrogance has dissipated a lot, and he can't get it back every time he is bullied.

Tibetan vein Tianlun, Beiyejing, spiritual child reincarnation, masters gathered. Ye Hetu drank the last bowl of wine and narrowed his eyes. This trip to Tibet is much more interesting. Jun Yifeng was very knowledgeable about the current affairs and ran to pay the bill, giving full play to the standard and high consciousness of a follower.

Walking out of the store, local residents appeared in sight one after another. There are many tall local residents. The mainland of Tibet is a family. Tibetans go to the mainland to do business. The mainlanders find tourism business opportunities in Tibet, and many people go to Tibet to develop, hoping that one day they can find something comparable to gold in this mysterious and beautiful land.

"The brother in front of you participated in the living Buddha's successor ceremony?" A Tibetan man who was over 1.8 meters tall said to Jun Yifeng, who was walking in the front Yehe River. The man was strong, and his arms and ankles were particularly strong. It was not difficult for discerning people to see that he was a practitioner.

Ye Hetu turned his head, raised his head slightly, and said to the Tibetan man with a smile, "Yes, I don't know what's wrong with you looking for us, brother?" The expression is as harmless as the appearance, so that there is no sense of crisis in life. Only careful observation can excavate the frivolity that has been covered by a smile. Jun Yifeng is curious that this Tibetan man can speak fluent Chinese, and he does not seem to be an ordinary person.

Some people choose foreign kung fu from the beginning, so their body will be extremely strong the day after tomorrow, and this practice will produce strength to the extreme. The strength of the foreign family who majors is naturally not comparable to those of those who are both internal and external. But in martial arts, what is paid attention to is perception. It is good to work hard. If there is no talent, you are destined to look up.

The Tibetan man ran over and took the lead in introducing himself. He was cheerful and generous to express the enthusiasm that Tibetans should have. My name is Zasidele, and I'm a local here. He touched his head and said, "But the master gave me a name, and I also decided to use it to go out in the future."

Jun Yifeng thinks that this huge Tibetan youth is very funny, and he is also curious about the name of his master. What kind of name can such a simple Tibetan youth have? He casually asked, "What name did your master give you?"

The Tibetan youth put away the simple kindness. As long as the master is mentioned, there is always an inexplicable excitement in the heart of this young man in his 20 years old, which is respect and admiration. The change of momentum makes Jun Yifeng next to him not adapt to it. Ye Hetu feels that the Tibetan youth in front of him is a little interesting.

"My master said that I lack gold in the five elements, and I was born with a weak life, relying on a tenacity to live until now. So he gave me a name, Zhong Zhigang. When he mentioned the three words Zhong Zhigang, the tone of the Tibetan youth trembled slightly. He didn't know whether it was his excitement or his master.

"Your master is not Tibetan, otherwise he won't understand the five elements of gossip and so on, right?" Ye Hetu asked the young man named Zhong Zhigang. Zhong Zhigang's momentum slowed down and gradually returned to normal, but there were still unstoppable mood swings.

"My master is indeed not a Tibetan. My ability is to learn from my teacher after leaving Tibet. If my master hadn't asked me to come back to participate in the Living Buddha's successor ceremony, I wouldn't have come to Tibet again. Speaking of this, Zhong Zhigang looked lonely, and his tone was a little sad. A seemingly sunny young man can change several completely different temperaments in a short time, and he can't do it without experiencing something.

Ye Hetu saw a little eyebrows from Zhong Zhigang's expression and smiled and said no. Zhong Zhigang next to him was already clenching his fists and staring at the front. Several people, wearing traditional national costumes and several unfriendly Tibetan mastiffs following him, appeared in the eyes of Ye Hetu and others.

"Zhazidele, why did you come to Tibet again?" One of the Tibetan youths said contemptuously. When he saw Ye Hetu and Jun Yifeng next to him, he deliberately used Chinese and prepared to humiliate Zhong Zhigang among them. Zhong Zhigang's eyes were blood-red, which was a sign before the outbreak.

"My name is Zhaxidele. My name is Zhong Zhigang!" He gritted his teeth word by word, and Zhong Zhigang was unwilling.

"Zhong Zhigang, this name is good, at least it's better than Zaxi Dele." Another Tibetan young man said casually, throwing a piece of beef with him to the Tibetan mastiff behind him. Several Tibetan mastiffs jumped over and bit each other.

Ye Hetu stopped Jun Yifeng, who wanted to interrupt, and continued to look at this scene plainly.

"I heard that you have found an immortal master? Why, I want revenge. Come on," the previous young man provoked Zhong Zhigang. He didn't pay attention to Zhong Zhigang, who had a little ability, at all. He was used to it, and the background was hard enough that he was not afraid of anyone in the whole. Occasionally, I kicked down the hard bench a few times, and the backstage came out a few times. The costumes of Ye Hetu and others did not make these local snakes feel tough.

The word "old immortal" penetrated into Zhong Zhigang's ears. The master usually told him that he could no longer suppress it. He rushed out and punched the Tibetan young man who spoke rudely. The resentment of the previous oppression in Tibet and all kinds of hardships at the request of the master were all turned into this punch and rushed to the Tibetan youth.

The cold face flashed through a disdain. The Tibetan young man said, "It's not enough for him to suffer in the past few years. Today, I want him to have a longer memory. Zhong Zhigang, you still have to lie down in front of me and add shoes!" Although Zhong Zhigang's punch has touched the edge of another family, it is still worse than this innate advantage of this Tibetan youth.

Ye Hetu is still indifferent.

He punched the Tibetan youth, but he was catched and twisted by the other party. Zhong Zhigang was directly thrown out and seemed to fall lightly. He landed, got up, and rushed over again. There seemed to be endless hatred. As a result, he was thrown out again. Once, twice, three times, his face was covered with blood, gritted his teeth, got up again, and roared like an injured wild leopard.

jue jue duan duan duan cried as heartbreakingly as the night of a few years ago. For her sake, it was agreed not to enter Tibet again. But because of the master's words, the contract was still broken. Whisps in a low voice, blood and tears are mixed together, so let this pain be regarded as a punishment for yourself. In the past few years, hard work has still failed to achieve the expected effect. No matter how much pain is, no matter how much injury a person bears silently, it can not be made clear in two sentences. Master, the apprentice failed you. He sighed in the bottom of his heart and rushed over again without hesitation.

The Tibetan young man scolded. Today, he met a madman, and the people next to him also looked at this scene with a good attitude. Zhong Zhigang and they all knew each other. It was just a small plaything, and he was still forgotten after the incident. Jun Yifeng couldn't stand it. He just waited for Ye Hetu's instructions to take action directly. Although Zhong Zhigang met them, as long as it was not unreasonable, he could enlighten him. In the Buddha's language, it is better to save people's lives than to build a seven-pole pagoda.

After Ye Hetu saw Zhong Zhigang's every move, he shook his head and sighed, another one.

Just when the Tibetan youth wanted to step on Zhong Zhigang's head, a voice came from his ear: "It's commendable for you to step on people in front of me." Then the foot led his body out unobediently.

(PS: What's not nonsense, slowly brewing **, the tickets are all floating clouds, calmly sit and wait for some people who don't like this book to leave.)