"Accept the move!" The master pounced on the apprentice Han You like a ghost.
Han You's eyes flashed, only to feel the strong wind around him, saying that it was too late, it was fast. Use shadow step to move away quickly like a ghost. With the gasification blade in his palm, he walked towards the master, just two inches away from the master. The master suddenly disappeared before his eyes. Han You smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, helped the forward inertia, ran out for half a meter, and then made a roundabout kick.
With a "pop", I just listened to the master in the dark snorting. Immediately I saw the master cursing and said: "***, it seems that the wings are hard, and the sky is going to turn the sky!" The master fist shadowed with the sound of breaking the wind. Moreover, the foot shadows also attacked at the same time, which made Han You depressed.
"Papa." With two sounds, Han You was beaten by Master's fists and feet for several meters, and against the big tree, Han You grinned at the Master who was coming again, and rubbed his chest: "Master, be careful!"
As soon as the voice fell, his right hand shook, and a five-meter radius was instantly cold, and a silver lightning pierced the night. The invisible sword energy went around like substance.
The master snorted coldly and stomped on the ground with one foot. The dead leaves under his feet rose from the ground and fluttered all over the sky. The next moment the sharp leaves greeted Han You's sword energy like a blade. There are countless flying needles hidden in that leaf blade.
"Clang clang!"
As if the leaves of a blade collided with the sword, making a crisp sound, the leaves all over the sky were destroyed by the sword gas and scattered in the air. But Han You didn't care about it. He gripped the black penalty and rotated 360 degrees. In the dark night, he could only hear the crisp sound of "clang clang" one after another. The ground constantly appeared as two-stage flying needles.
"Hey, Master, don't forget, I can catch your flying needle with my eyes closed, not to mention now." Han You finished the flying needle, and he flashed away 20 meters away.
"Really!" Master's voice came from behind Han You.
Han You secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late. He only felt a pain in his vest, his body flew out several meters, and he fell heavily on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Your kung fu is taught for the teacher, do you think you are the opponent of the teacher?" The master's voice sounded around, not knowing where it was.
Han You wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, holding the black penalty, closed his eyes, and felt the air around him change. Suddenly, there was a smile at the corner of Han You's mouth, and with one hand on the ground, with the help of elasticity, the whole person flew straight up. The powerful internal force shook, the surrounding trees burst one after another, and the black penalty in his hand slammed the big tree in front of the right in the next moment.
"Crack!" The big tree was split by the powerful sword aura. It was the master standing behind the tree, and the master nodded comfortingly towards Han You: "Yes, hidden weapon, light power, shadow step, qi blade , You have mastered your internal skills, and you can work with them skillfully. Almost you already have six levels of skill as a teacher. In this world, there should be few people who are your opponents, and you can rest assured as a teacher."
Han You looked at the master a few meters away, and immediately knelt on one leg with a "plop", and sincerely said: "Everything is given to me by the master. Without a master, there would be no disciple today."
The sky gradually lit up.
Master slowly walked to Han You's side, helped him, and said, "For the past twelve years, what you have taught you for your teacher is what you need! The sword's edge is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. You are a handful now. The unsheathed sword, it's time for the sword to be unsheathed. There is a stage outside for you to show, so you can rectify the evil wind outside for the teacher."
Han You was sour in his heart after listening to Master's words, thinking that his life was saved by Master, and his ability was also passed down by Master. Now that he is leaving this place where he has lived for twelve years, leaving Master, it is really unpleasant in his heart.
"When the disciple finds his younger brother and sister, he will definitely return to his master and stay with him to take care of his life." Han You knelt down again, tears in his eyes.
The master's face changed, and he reprimanded: "A man has tears, but he doesn't flick it lightly, and he has gold under his knees. How many times do you have to say this to your teacher before you can remember?"
Han You shook his head: "The words of Master will never be forgotten by the disciple. Kneeling to the sky and kneeling to the parents, in the heart of the disciple, Master is already my father, so your old man can bear this kneel. "
After listening to the disciple's words, the master didn't say more. Nodded: "I have two apprentices in my life as a teacher. Your senior brother was born with a disability in his legs and feet and was abandoned by others. You came here again because of persecution by the gangster. So it's up to you to rectify the evil wind."
"The disciple understands!" Han You said, controlling his tears.
"Before leaving, I want to ask you a question as a teacher"
"Master, please." Han You looked at Master.
The master turned around, turned his back to Han You, and said word by word: "In your heart, what is a good person? What is a bad person?"
When these words came out, Han You was a bit stunned. At the same time, he reminded himself of all the experiences he had experienced twelve years ago. There was killing intent in his eyes, but it was fleeting. He looked at the master facing his back and said: "The world There are tens of thousands of people, and the hearts of the people are unpredictable. Those who kill evil intentions are bad people, and those who save people are good people.
The master hadn't spoken for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Han You, who was kneeling behind him, did not dare to ask. After touching for a few minutes, the master came out: "Is this your answer?"
Han You didn't understand Master's intention, and answered truthfully: "Yes!"
"Haha! Stupid apprentice!" The master shook his head and said, "What you are talking about is only the surface, not the substance. If the murderer is a bad person, the savior is a good person. Then according to your thinking, the police were killed in the process of handling the case. A gangster, is the police also a bad guy? You will definitely say no, that is because the criminal deserves to die. Yes, it is indeed a criminal deserve to die. It also shows that the murderer is not necessarily a bad guy. On the contrary, a gangster is saved from prison. A murderer, this is to save people, but is he a good person?"
Hearing this, Han Youmaosai suddenly opened and bowed to Master: "Master awakened the dreamer with a word, thank you Master."
"Then what's your answer now?" The master asked again.
"The good guys and the bad guys are only on the front line. The difference between the good guys and the bad guys depends only on his purpose. If he kills to save others, he is a good guy. On the contrary, he is a bad guy if he kills for his own selfish desires. Isn't the master satisfied with the answer? "Han You said solemnly.
"Haha! Although it's not all right, it's rare to have this understanding." The master smiled and said, "Everyone has different ideas, and the answers will be different. If you want to know whether your answer is correct, then go to the outside world to verify Come on!" As the master spoke, it was like a phantom gradually disappearing in the forest.
There was a sentence in the air: "You should be on the road."
Kneeling on the spot, Han You slammed three heads in the direction where Master disappeared, and his forehead was already broken.
"Master, take care!"
Twelve years ago, Han You, who was eight years old, was helpless. As an orphan, he inadvertently walked into this memory forest. Fortunately, his master saved him and passed on his own skills. Twelve years of spring and summer, autumn and winter, grew from a child to a handsome and upright man, twelve years of primitive life, twelve years of hard training, and now with Han You, who has a unique skill.
Today he embarked on the journey of leaving and headed for another path in life. What difficulties will he encounter with this path? What life and death have you encountered? Can you find his robbed brother and sister whose whereabouts are unknown? no one knows.
Maybe this road is difficult, but he did not fear, did not back down, and kept moving forward. After many years, he realized that he was embarking on a road of no return! But he never regretted it!
He stood up, put away the black penalty in his hand, stomped to the top of the tree with one foot, and jumped and flashed back and forth between the trees. The speed was not comparable to that of the past, because he had no weight. Disappeared in this forest in the blink of an eye.
Standing on the top of the mountain, watching the disappearing figure of the disciple, he said to himself: "Little devil, your life has just begun, go well, hone in reality, struggle on the edge of life and death, only in this way, you will growing up."
Recalling all kinds of Han Feng, he looked at Nie Yun: "Back then, my master asked me, what is a good person? What is a bad person? Now throw it to you and talk about your answer."
Nie Yun smiled bitterly: "My uncle and I replied, there are no absolute good people, and no absolute bad people. If you have to distinguish, it depends on the purpose of what he does."
Han Feng looked at Nie Yun deeply: "Is this your answer?"
Nie Yun nodded and asked: "Uncle Master has been verifying for so many years, is this your answer?"
Han Feng shook his head and smiled: "It seems that you are who I was back then. To paraphrase my master's saying: Everyone has different ideas, and the answer will be different. If you want to know whether your answer is correct, then you can verify it yourself! "
Han Feng, who had finished speaking, turned and left where he was.
"Go and verify by yourself..." Nie Yun muttered, looking at the back of Shishu walking away, shook his head and smiled: "Master, wait for me."
The next moment, Han Feng's voice resounded from the forest in the dark night: "I was wondering when I saw you today, why are your eyes swollen?"
"Uh..." Nie Yun in the forest was speechless: "This...that..."
"Did you cry enough these days? Haha, hahahaha..."
Nie Yun joked: "Tears are toxins, and they are well discharged. I think Uncle Master should also go to detoxify, which is good for the body.
"Haha. It's okay to be sad, at least it can make you forget your concerns for a while." Han Feng's voice paused for a while before it continued to sound: "From now on, you are a prisoner who has no identity."
After a long time, Nie Yun's voice sounded coldly: "Yes!"
In this way, the figure of the two nephews gradually disappeared. Coming in a hurry, walking away in a hurry. There was a sentence left in the dark forest air:
"If the sky is sentimental and the sky is old, the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"