Chapter 18 Yin and Yang San

"Oh-hohohoho! Just kidding, just kidding. How can people be willing to do something like you? Wei Mou suddenly made a cry similar to that of a hen. He opened the folding fan, covered his mouth, and even threw eyebrows at Lin Dao.

Everyone present, including Lin Dao, felt goose bumps all over their bodies in an instant. Lin Dao's conditioned reflex was to take a few steps back and distance himself from Wei Mou as much as possible. Lin Dao suddenly remembered that it was this Wei Mou. Lin Dao gave him yin and yang dispersion through Yunzhu.

Yin and Yang San, which is a poison refined by Lin Dao with the secondary fire of Nanming Ghost Fire. Yin and Yang San is specially prepared for men, and women are immune to this medicine. After taking this medicine, men's physiological habits will change greatly. Even if the rough and wild orcs fall into yin and yang, they will become a sissy and gay. As for "attack" or "spending", it depends on personal preferences. Wei Mou has only been separated from yin and yang for three days, and the effect has just begun. Now he will become unclear, not male or female, and his sexual orientation will gradually change.

After saying that, Wei Mou twisted his evil buttocks and sat in his original position. After he turned around, the mysterious guard turned into a black fog and was soon blown away by the wind.

"Your Excellency, you should know what I want to do this time. There is no need to beat around here." Song Zhong faced Lin Dao directly with his hands on his back.

"Well, is anyone talking to me?" Lin Dao is much taller than Song Zhong. If Lin Dao looks straight at the horizontal line, he really can't see Song Zhong. Lin Dao's words were really hurtful, especially when he put his hand on his forehead and made a distant posture, making Song Zhongshi, who was only two or three meters in front of him, as if nothing had nothing.

"Ling Dao!" Song Zhonghuo was angry, and the already white eight-character beard trembled violently because he was too excited.

"Oh, oh, so it's here." Lin Dao then lowered his head with a smile and looked at Song Zhong, "This uncle, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm Song Zhong!" Song Zhong still carried his hands on his back and raised his head proudly. The eight-character beard floated slightly in the wind.

"End? This poor child, let's see who gave you this name.

"Puff!" Lin Dao said three words. Before he started the confrontation, he first let Song Zhong spit out a mouthful of blood.

I think Song Zhong is a great Confucian in the world, and his peaches and plums are everywhere, but he doesn't expect to be frustrated repeatedly, and the other party is still a notorious tyrant! After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Song Zhong's look is obviously much worse. In fact, Song Zhong is only about 40 years old. Although he has never practiced, he usually pays attention to health care and his physiological functions are very normal. It should not be a problem to live for another 20 years. However, the mouthful of blood spewed out just now almost took half of his life.

"Teacher!" More than a dozen Confucian students, all of their age, rushed around and protected Song Zhong.

"Tut, it's touching, it's really deep love. This situation can't help but think of it. In that snowy spring, the spring grass outside the house is sprouting and full of vitality; the room is dead and the fire is graceful. There was a dying old man lying down. At that time, he was surrounded by a group of students who came to see him off. Oh, the end, what a wonderful word. Between the lines, there is a continuous picture scroll, which indicates a kind of metabolism and old replacement. There is a saying that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward waves, waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

"Puff--"

"Sir!"

"Teacher!"

"Ling Dao, I'll kill you!"

"Ling Dao, shut up!"

"Shut up? Why?" Lin Dao was still invincible in the debate. He spread his hands and said innocently, "I'm just explaining a point of view that everyone is used to. When spring and autumn come, time changes, and the old things will be replaced by new things. Before you talk to your teacher, you must also think in your heart, 'Why doesn't this old man die? If he dies, I will take away his reputation, right?

"Of course not!"

"You are bleeding!"

......

"Look, look, what a rich expression. There is a powerful person who said that the richer the expression, the more it means that he is hiding his inner hypocrisy. It's like a woman with apricot coming out of the wall. When someone sends her high, she will definitely jump up and down to find her life to prove how innocent and pure she is.

When Belindao said this, those Confucian students actually shut up at the same time, and the scene was silent.

Lin Dao looked at Song Zhong, who was already pale and angry, and shook his head and said, "Old man, you shouldn't come. You know, you Confucians all have a very fatal weakness, that is, you pay too much attention to reputation, and everyone is arrogant, and your heart is higher than the sky. But the problem is that you are separated from society and the world. In the end, there is not even a sincere person to die.

Song Zhong stretched out his finger to Lin Dao and wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Do you want to say that you are full of peaches and plums all over the world, and you have your own sincere heart. Hey, there must be, but can he give it to the end? Lin Dao smiled contemptuously and said, "I, Lin Dao, am not highly knowledgeable, and I also don't know a set of knowledge. However, don't you Confucianism persuade people to be kind and benevolent to the world every day? Why are the people you contact with and the students you teach like this?

Lin Dao pointed to the Confucian students around Song Zhong, and his sarcasm was even stronger: "Aren't you great Confucians coming to force me to respect Confucianism? But the problem is that the students taught by your Confucianism are all like this. How can you make me believe it? Let me tell you, if my teacher is persecuted like this, I will not pay attention to who the person is, what his identity is, and how strong he is. He will raise his fist and raise his anger first. However - you can also see a group of bastards! What else can you do besides moving your mouth? This is your Confucian students! A bunch of bastards only eat dry food and play with women's waste when they have nothing to do!"

"You... How can you criticize yourself, I, my Confucianism..." Song Zhong's face has changed from white to gray, and he has not lived for a long time.

"Of course, I admit that I am extreme and I didn't talk about the advantages of Confucianism. But this is a debate, man. Are you arguing with me? I respect the legalists, assisted by Mohism and Confucianism, and ruled the country up and down in Nanming. Of course, the pre-Qin tyranny of the Qin Dynasty, I disdained it, and I have heard of it, but I'm afraid you all laugh at it as a joke. Today, I will reiterate it again. Listen to me!"

Lin Dao paused and said, "I don't care about fame, and I don't care about the opinions of people all over the world. What the orphan cares about is that under the rule of the orphan, the people can live and work in peace and contentment. Young people have nurturing, old people have dependents, food can fill their stomachs, clothes can be warm, there is a smooth road, and there is no wind to live. For the purpose of the orphan, the orphan will do whatever he can!"

"I have been poor all my life, and I am finally tired of fame. I want to stop people, but I am persuaded, that's all..." After saying that, Song Zhong died for a long time.

"Teacher--"

"Sir!!!"

As soon as Song Zhong died, those Confucian students cried one after another. Lin Dao snorted coldly and turned to the spectators around him and shouted, "You have dispersed. If anyone stays here within a quarter of an hour, the patrol will invite you to dinner in the prison!"

Nanming Kingdom now governs by the law of steel. At first, the people of Nanming Kingdom are not used to it, but after a period of habit, people think that this kind of life will be better. Once you are familiar with those laws, as long as you don't touch the laws, the lives of the people will be more comfortable.

As soon as Lin Dao said this, the onlookers immediately dispersed, but in the blink of an eye, the originally bustling square became extremely empty in an instant.

"Ling Dao, you murderer! You killed your teacher, and we won't stop!" At this time, a man stood up and stretched out his finger to Lin Dao - "Ah! Ah!!"

A beautiful figure flashed by, and Ren Hongchang stood behind Lin Dao. And the right hand of the man who pointed to Lin Dao has been cut off!

Lin Dao looked at the man with a fierce face and said coldly, "If you can roll up 100,000 troops to attack my Southern Ming Kingdom, I, Lin Dao will treat you as an opponent. If not, shut up! Also, you have to leave the southern underworld in ten days, otherwise, I will order you to be wanted!"

Lin Dao turned around, and a pair of fire wings suddenly grew out. Lin Dao flapped his wings and flew to the palace in everyone's shocked eyes.

Since then, no foreign Confucian students have entered the Southern Underworld. After some education, the Confucian students of the Southern Ming Kingdom have gradually changed some of their past habits. Under the leadership of the great scholars such as Bu, they began to study their family's knowledge and integrate them. Under the rule of Lin Dao, the Southern Ming Kingdom presented a thriving scene.

The whole book is over!

Just kidding.

One day, Lin Dao was practicing under the waterfall.

Suddenly, Ren Hongchang, who had been standing on the rock next to him, closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the trees in the southeast. Lin Dao also felt something. He stopped the Longxia knife in his hand and turned around.

Not long after, two short men came out of the bushes, and they had a very obvious dwarf appearance. When they saw Lin Dao, they hurriedly saluted Lin Dao: "I've seen the owner of the valley!"

Only the people in Paradise Valley can call Lin Dao that.

Lin Dao put the Longxia knife directly into the Taotie tripod, wearing extremely heavy clothes, and walked ashore wetly from the pool. As soon as Lin Dao came ashore, Ren Hongchang put on a clean cloak for him very considerately, and also wiped Lin Dao's cheeks with a dry cloth.

"What are you looking for me?"

"Lord Valley, we have finally received a reply from the tribe, but the tribe is also in a very critical situation at present. We beg the Lord Valley to rescue!"

The number of dwarves in the Paradise Valley is not large. According to their own words, they are the hill dwarves in the southwest of Jiangxia, that is, near the "cloud land" area, one of the eight wildernesses. For a long time, the dwarves have sent people to follow the caravan to the settlement of their original tribe, but every time they returned empty-handed, as if their tribe had migrated.

"Oh, tell me exactly what's going on?" In a few short sentences, Lin Dao's clothes have been dry. Jiuyang is really angry to the sun, and he is the best at drying clothes and so on.