The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Tielao Mountain.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, several sturdy men squatted in the woods on both sides of the road, just staring at the path.

"Head, brothers have been squatting for a whole day, and there is no food. Seeing that this is all down the mountain, there is no fart, or we should withdraw!"

Said a man with a cloth scarf on his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by a bald guy next to him.

"Eat, eat, eat! I know how to eat every day, and we won't be able to open the pot without seeing us."

The bald man stared and said.

"But people are iron, and rice is steel. We can't just work and eat without food!"

The man said aggrievedly.

It's okay not to say this, but the bald guy is even more angry.

"Work? Did you fucking work? From lying down in the morning until now, do you know how many fat sheep have you missed?"

The bald guy didn't fight with anger.

Immediately, the other big guys thought about it, and smiled, not turning their heads too far.

But the man with a cloth scarf is still muttering: "We are asleep, don't we still have you? Brother!"

"Damn! You sleep and I do work? Don't I fucking need to sleep?"

"Also, don't call my brother outside, call me head! Did you hear me?" The bald man said inwardly.

"Oh! Got it, brother."

"I've said it, don't call me damn brother! Damn, if you weren't for me, Little Brother, daddy really wants to chop you off!"

The bald man was full of anger.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed man said.

"Head! Stop arguing, it looks like someone is here!"

"You fucking shit to me too... wait, what did you just say?"

The bald man stopped suddenly.

"Come... here comes someone."

"Damn! Stroke your tongue straight!"

The bald man taught, but when he heard someone coming, he immediately became energetic.

"Little ones, cheer up my spirits, tonight's dinner can be considered a good deal!"

A famous man straightened his waist immediately, and shouted in full breath: "Yes!"

The loud sound immediately scared away a few flying birds in the forest.

The bald man was anxious at once, "It's all fucking to keep me quiet, if you scare away the fat sheep, daddy will kill you."

Several big guys shut up immediately, everyone held their breath for a while and stared at the end of the path with excitement.

Jingle Bell.

A copper bell came slowly...

In the field of vision of several men, a donkey walked slowly over the horizon.

The black donkey, with long and thin ears, stands tall, and you can clearly see a young man on it.

The young man was sitting down on the donkey, with a yellow Calabash in his hand pouring into his mouth.

The bald man in the woods caught a glimpse of this scene and swallowed immediately.

At the same time, there was a grunting sound from behind him.

"My mother! Daddy has nothing to eat, this kid still has money to drink. Little ones! Give me all the business when it comes!"

The donkey walked happily, and when he reached the dense forest, suddenly an earthquake sounded.

Then it was dusty and dusty.

It turned out that a big man hugged a boulder and threw it on the road. Then the big horse sat on the rock and shouted: "This mountain is mine! I planted this tree! If you want to pass by..."

However, the big man hadn't finished speaking, the donkey shivered in fright, turned around and ran. The speed was slower than before, but it was so fast that people could not be mistaken.

"Head... head... ran... ran away!"

The men in the woods were stunned, one of them stammered.

"Ran??"

The bald man sitting on the rock with the big horse golden sword was originally sitting with his back to him, in his words, for the sake of Ascension own momentum.

But at this moment, he was directly dumbfounded to hear his subordinates say so.

The momentum didn't show up, but people ran away?

If this spreads out, how will daddy mix it up in the future?

"Damn it! Chase me!"

Roared the bald man!

Immediately, the big guys chased the little donkey, shouting as they ran.

"Don't run the bald boy! Stop for daddy!"

After running for some distance, one of the big guys put his hands on his knees and bent over and panted.

"This damn thing is a donkey, how can it run faster than a horse?"

But isn't it? Several guys are just as hell.

"When Daddy saw you serving your wife in the room last night, there was a lot of movement! This damn thing is not working now?" The bald man rushed over from behind, yelling and kicking the complaining man directly. .

Immediately, the man's black face turned red into flames.

But after all, he was also an ordinary person, and he could still order three-legged cats. After a while, he caught up with the little donkey and surrounded the person and the donkey.

Six or seven bright knives held high.

"Boy, tell you not to run, do you keep going!"

The bald man looked at his left and right men, and said with a stern expression on his face.

"what?"

At this time, the little donkey turned a face on his back, but it was a handsome young man. First, he looked at own's situation and said, "I didn't run! He ran."

The young man pointed at the donkey.

The bald man laughed anxiously, his entire face shaking.

"Are you fucking playing with me?"

"Hurry up! Get daddy down!"

"What are you doing?" the young man asked.

"Robbery!!"

"Uh, all right!"

Seeing that the young man had gotten off the horse obediently, the bald guy was very proud and felt his own prestige had been established.

But The next moment he didn't speak anymore.

The bald man was trembling with cold sweat on his forehead.

Puff! Scream!

The bald man knelt directly on the ground, and the dust was flying by the kneeling momentum.

"Hero! Forgive me!"

The bald man was extremely wronged, with a look of fear. It turned out that the young man was holding a sword against his throat, and the blade was extremely cold. The bald man could even feel his neck being cut and bleeding.

Originally, this big bald man was not like that, but the young man's sword was so fast that the bald man and his men hadn't reacted yet, a cold light flashed, and the sword hit his neck.

Many years later, the bald man recalled.

"At that time, the sword was only 0.11 cm from my neck, but I was not counseled, nor did I give in. Since I stood there proudly, staring at the young man."

"Then why did you surrender?"

"I am not surrendering, I am impressed by the demeanor of that young man. From the moment I first saw that young man, I knew that young man was by no means a thing in the pool. He has the potential of a hero. I have never seen it in my life. Facts have proved that I did not read it wrong. It is precisely because I let the young man go back then that he can go to this day. I am very pleased to have such an achievement today. I can witness one. The rise of the hero, he is the Confucian Sword-Sword Sword Immortal!"

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